Chapter 12
Confessions and Shakespeare

New character: Andy, 11yo, One of the boys in the Agency, previously in foster care.

The Agency, Tuesday Evening | Ari:

"WHAT? Wait a minute." Nathan looked at me. "We… we can't We won't. We just got here. He's gotta give us a few days. We're not used to this kind of stuff."

"I understand what your saying, and that's what I was trying to tell the director. But he was adamant about it. He won't take no for an answer."

"Well, he's just gonna have to. We just won't do it. How about that?"

Harry took a deep breath. "Boys, the client has already paid a considerable non-refundable fee for this. If you boys refuse to do this, the director will force me to put you boys in isolation for the next few days. Look, go get something to eat and think about it. But I'll need your answer by the time you get back. I'm really sorry about this, guys. I tried my best to get you boys out of this, but this director is a stubborn SOB."

Nathan raised his hands in anger and walked off. Harry turned around and put his hands on my shoulder, looking into my eyes. "Ari, I think you've come to recognize the power of your body and your sexual prowess. Use that to your advantage," he said as he walked off. My sexual prowess? I've heard that before.

After putting on our shorts, we headed down to the chow hall. After grabbing our plates, we sat down next to each other at one of the rectangle tables with not that many boys around. "Ari, we're gonna have to find a way to get ourselves out of this situation. How do you wanna play this?" Nathan looked very concerned.

"Nathan I… I don't know. If we refuse, they'll isolate us and who knows how long we'll be stuck in here. We might just have to go for it."

"No way, man."

"What choice do we have? Look, I can see how you might feel all weirded out about doing this. If we do this, it won't mean we're gay or nothing. It won't mean anything."

"And what if it does?"

"What?"

Nathan took a deep breath. "Ari, I know about you and Julian."

"What about me and Julian?"

"I know that you guys are… into each other."

"What are you talking about?" I asked defensively.

"Creaming the twinky, dipping the dipstick, bow-chik-a-wow-wow. Do I have to spell it out for you?"

Suddenly I felt so exposed. I could feel my cheeks burning red. How the hell did he find out? I slammed my fork on the table and got up in a fit of anger, getting ready to walk off.

Nathan gently grabbed my arm. "Ari, wait. I'm sorry. Please sit down so I can explain."

I reluctantly sat back down trying desperately to think of reasonable explanations for whatever Nathan was going to say on the matter.

"Look, it's just a gut feeling, okay? The way you guys were footsying around and making goo-goo eyes when we went out to eat? I've been around too many girls not to notice the signs. The reason I'm telling you this is because if what I suspect is true, I don't want to do anything that will come between the two of you." Nathan regarded me for a while as I kept staring down at my plate. "Ari, if we do this, I'm afraid that it just might end up meaning something after all - to me."

I turned around and looked at him. This was so confusing. After noticing my confusion, he continued. "I um, I don't know if you noticed this Saturday when I stopped by your house. When you let me try on your robe while you were standing there naked in front of me, all that sexual joking around about the lollipop, the way you were laying down on the bed teasing me and letting me put that condom on you - Ari, that was one of the biggest turn-ons for me in a long time. The way you were caressing your body and I said I was gonna dump my girlfriend and make you my bitch? It wasn't too far from the truth. Ever since I saw you naked during your initiation, I've been having all these feelings that I didn't know what to do with. Why do you think I came up with the idea of adding that extra test with the lollipops for the initiations? When you had your hands inside my…" Nathan suddenly got quiet and looked down.

I stared at him for a long while, trying to process everything he had just confessed to me. That's what it was - a confession about his sexuality. My feelings of anger started turning into feelings of compassion. I understood what he was trying to say. If we had sex together, he was afraid he might start having feeling for me and that he might come between me and Julian. In a way, it was a big load off my shoulders that Nathan knew about us and didn't make a big stink about it. Now I know why. I think he could use a little confession of my own right about now.

"Well, I'm pretty sure you noticed my growing excitement while I was standing there naked in front of you. I clearly remember your growing reaction too. You were so tongue twisted while staring at my boner that you couldn't even talk straight. Oooh, that looks sooo nice and it must feel sooo smooth. And, oooh I gotta get myself some of that."

"Oh yeah? Well, what about you, saying you found a BIGGER lollipop and too bad you couldn't put that one in your mouth? And, oooh Nathan, who says I'm not your little bitch already?"

We started giggling so hard that we just burst out laughing. I put my hand on his arm. "Thanks for being so honest with me. I have to admit that I've always thought that you're a pretty hot stud muffin yourself." I pressed my finger on his chest. "Sssssss! Sizzling hot. Thank you, Nathan. Thank you for being such a good friend and for always being there for all of us."

Nathan reached out and ruffled my hair. "Yeah, well who else is gonna protect you rug rats from yourselves, huh?"

"So, what happens now?"

"I've got an idea. We'll go see this client, but whoever this guy is, he's gonna be in for a bit of a disappointment. When we go in, just follow my lead."

From the distance, we saw three boys heading our way. We could hear the little guy with the longish hair talking rapidly and incessantly as they approached. "... and I swear I could feel a bug crawling on my skin last night. Not that I'm afraid of bugs, but it felt so creepy at night, so I kicked my covers off and jumped out of bed and I started brushing my hands all over my body trying to get it off and the bug must've landed on Cory's bed 'cause then HE started squirming around, unless you know, he was actually jerking it off or something and who could tell the difference, right? I mean, when Cory's moving around on the bed like that, you know it either means he has a bug crawling up his ass or he's busy slapping the saus…"

"Andy! Zip it," Zack snapped pointedly.

"Zipping it," the boy said sheepishly.

As we opened our mouths to bite into our chicken fingers, the three boys came over and sat down across from us causing us to stare at them in mid bite. They had a dreamy expression on their faces as they kept staring at us. Here's our chance to get some information. "Hi, I'm Ari and this is Nathan. What are your guy's names?"

"I'm Andy." "I'm Erik." "And I'm Zack."

"You're Zack?" Nathan and I looked at each other. "I mean um… nice to meet you guys." I really started to notice how beautiful all these boys were. Except for the longer hair, Zack looked so much like Julian that I started feeling the heat under my proverbial collar. Erik looked so hot with that dirty blonde hair. And this Andy fellow with the shoulder length straight blonde hair with those beautiful aquatic blue eyes had me mesmerized. The little chatter box looked around nine or ten. His nipples were a little bit larger than the rest of the boys which gave him such a distinct hotness.

Andy raised his hand and Erik jabbed him with his elbow. "If you wanna ask a question, just ask the question. You don't have to raise your hand," he said annoyed. "

"Okay. Um, Ari? You wanna fuck after dinner?" he asked with a look of lustful desire.

Nathan coughed out the piece of chicken finger that he was about to swallow. I started slapping his back as he started coughing in fits and trying to choke down some of his punch.

"Andy!" Zack hissed. "Not now. They just got here, remember? Besides, I have dibs," he added smiling at me.

I found myself staring at this little boy nympho, seriously considering his proposal. I could submerge myself in those eyes. If only there weren't so many people around. Nathan finally managed to recover himself. "Hey Zack, tell me about this place. How do you guys like it here?"

The boys looked at each other and shrugged. "We like it here a lot," said Zack. "We don't have to go to school, except for a little bit of tutoring."

"Nobody's yelling at us to do chores or to clean our rooms," said Erik.

"Nobody yells at us for doing nasty things with each other," Andy said rapidly, giving me an exaggerated wink.

"Don't you guys feel grossed out when you have all those clients in here grabbing all your private parts?" Nathan asked.

"At first, yeah," responded Erik. "But after a while, you just get used to it. And there's so many cool things for us to do around here all the time. We never get bored around here."

Three short buzzing sounds indicated the end of chow. The three boys got up and started filing out with the rest of the boys. "Zack, hold on a sec. We need to ask you something." Zack hesitated and sat back down. Here we go. "Zack, do you have a brother named Julian?"

Zack's eyes went wide. "Yeah, how did you know? Do you know him?"

"Zack, we know you were kidnapped and were brought here against your will. We're here to rescue you. Me and Nathan are gonna get you out of here."

Zack just stared at us with his mouth open, trying to make sense of what we were telling him. "Zack! Say something."

"I… I don't know," he said totally confused.

"What do you mean, you don't know? Don't you wanna get out of here?" asked Nathan trying to keep his voice low.

One of the attendants leaned over the table. "Sorry boys. Kitchen's closed. If you wanna take your food with you, you can bring the trays back later."

"No sir. We're done. Thank you," I said with my sweetest smile as we started walking out. "Zack, please don't say a word about this to anyone. We'll talk later, okay? Hey, promise you won't say anything?"

Zack nodded in deep thought and walked away. "Ari, what is going on here? This is not the reaction I was expecting. Have all these boys been brainwashed or something?"

"I don't know. I think it's deeper than that, Nathan. Shhh! Here comes Harry."

"Ari. Nathan. How was the food?"

"Oh, it was to die for," I snickered as Nathan gave me a dirty look.

"Ah, the wonders of a full belly, ey? So what have you boys decided? Please give me some good news."

"Yeah, I guess we have no choice," I mumbled.

"Wonderful. Let's head down to the showers so I can get you boys prepped."

"Hey, we can do our own showering," said Nathan.

Harry raised his hands. "Understood. I won't lay a hand. Just gotta make sure."

Half an hour later | Ari:

Nathan and I were standing in front of one of the studios. As per the client's instructions, I was wearing an over tight extra thin red leotard and Nathan was in a flimsy gold colored loin cloth.

"All right, boys. I know this is your first time doing this, so I'm not expecting a stellar performance. Under normal circumstances, you boys would've gone through a couple of training sessions in the art of sexual pleasures and how to maximize the experiences of our clients. Just do the best you can and I promise you you'll get the maximum points allowed."

Harry opened the door to what appeared to be a master bedroom with a king size bed and all the typical furnishings. There were some directional lamps on the ceiling that lighted up the bed against the wall, but left the rest of the room in darkness. I could tell there was a man sitting on a recliner in the corner of the room. I could see his legs, but it was too dark to see his face.

"All right, boys. I'll leave you to it. When you're done, just walk back to your bunks," Harry said as he walked away.

"I'll go in first," said Nathan.

"No, I'll go."

"Ari, don't argue with me," Nathan said in a louder tone.

"What's the big deal who goes in first?"

"Boys, boys," said a voice from inside the room. "If you press your bodies against each other, you can both come in at the same time."

Nathan shoved me back and entered first. "There. Problem solved." I gave him a cold stare as I walked in after him.

"Oh, good heavens. The catalogues do not do you boys justice. Please step into the light so I can get a good look at you." The man sounded sophisticated and educated with a tone of aristocratic snobbishness. "Oooh, my. Shall I compare thee to a summer's day? Thou art more lovely and more temperate."

"Say what?" Nathan asked.

"Surely you recognize the works of William Shakespeare."

"Vaguely," Nathan responded with distaste.

"Never mind. No time for such trivial things. Let's get down to the business at hand, shall we?"

"Look man, I don't know if they told you this, but we just got here today. We've never done this before and we don't know what we're supposed to do. Wouldn't you rather get some other boys who are more experienced and know what they're doing?"

"Oh, my good fellow. Such naivete. It is precisely your inexperience that I find most arousing. The expressions of embarrassment, covering yourselves with your hands in shame, the awkwardness of pulling each other's garments off. Mmmm, I can feel the blood flowing into my loins already."

"Yeah, well don't expect too much flowing from us. We aint putting our dicks in each other's mouths or in each other's asses, you got that?"

"Oh, but you are, my young friends. That's exactly what you're going to do and much more. I guarantee it."

"What a nut. You can't force us." Nathan sat down on the bed and crossed his arms in defiance.

I sat down and crossed my arms as well, trying to imitate Nathan's demeanor. "Yeah, you can't force us."

"You're right, I can't force you. How about we sweeten the pot and do an exchange? You do what I ask in exchange for some valuable information."

"Information? Hey pal, do we look that stupid to you? Fuck your information."

"Does the name Coach Larson ring a bell?" he asked mildly amused with a tone of smugness.

Nathan and I looked at each other in surprise. "Where… who's Coach Larson? We don't know him."

"Boys, let's dispense with the charades. Your Coach Larson sent me in here to give you boys a very important and time-sensitive message. You do my bidding, and I give you the message. Simple as that."

"Coach Larson trusted you and this is how you repay him? Some friend," I said hotly.

"Oh, I never said Randy and I were friends. Let's just say we have a shared history. What I do know is that he cares about you boys so much that he used up his entire bonus for bringing you boys here to pay my fee. And I am not going to pass up this opportunity. So, what's it going to be? Shall we get started, or shall I brush myself off and call it a day?"

I looked at Nathan. "He has us by the balls. We have no choice. We're gonna have to do this, Nathan. That message must be really important. Let's just do this." Nathan gave me a hard look and nodded. We slowly got ourselves up and started rubbing our shoulders and our chests, starting to feel the awkwardness immediately.

"Boys… boys! You look like C3PO trying to put the moves on a… a Cylon. Let's get on with it."

"Nathan," I whispered. "Just pretend I'm your girlfriend. Or pretend I'm your bitch. Pretend you're putting on that condom on me. The sooner we do this, the sooner we'll get that message." I started remembering what Coach Larson told me about my sexual charms. As much as I cared about Julian, I needed to start unleashing them on Nathan for the greater good. Wait a minute. Something Harry told me earlier kept nagging at me. Sexual prowess… sexual prowess. He said exactly what Coach Larson told me yesterday in the locker room, word for word. Was coach trying to send me some kind of message through Harry?

I looked at Nathan's face, then down at the hotness of his body. I finally decided to allow my arousal to fully blossom which is exactly what I needed to seduce the hell out of my friend. If he thought he could resist my sexual charms before, wait'll he gets a load of me now. I reached my hand behind Nathan's head and pulled him in, giving him a long and sensuous kiss as I pressed my body against his. His eyes went wide which almost made me laugh. Nathan must've started giving in to his impulses as he started yanking off my leotard down to my naked waist. The only thing keeping my leotard from going all the way down was my hardening boner.

As we were still kissing, I started untying the side strings of Nathan's loin cloth, letting them drop to the floor. Nathan managed to pull my leotard all the way down, leaving both of us completely naked. I grabbed Nathan's wonderful monster of a hard-on with both hands as he started massaging my butt cheeks.

We could hear the client moaning as he was rubbing his hands over the bulge of his pants. "Oh, such beauty. Your bodies are a work of art. Your eroticism is unparalleled. I am blinded by the splendor of this roaring flame. We are such stuff as dreams are made of. But you boys are such stuff as wet dreams are made of."

I could tell Nathan was starting to feel self-conscious from hearing the man speak and reminding himself that we were being watched. I gave Nathan my most seductive stare as I pulled him onto the bed and on top of me. I pulled up my chin, allowing him to kiss my neck and my shoulders. I glided my hands all over the curves of his hot bouncy ass as we rubbed our dicks against each other.

Nathan rolled me over where I was on top of him. He pulled me up over him and started kissing my chest and my nipples. I straddled him and pulled myself up on my knees with my boner right in front of his mouth. He looked up at me and I nodded my head for him to go for it. He glided the edge of his hand against my scrotum and cupped one of my ass cheeks as he started gliding his tongue all over my twitching boner, finally putting it in his mouth and started sucking on it.

He opened his legs and pushed me back with my lower legs bent to the sides as he bent over and continued sucking my cock. My dick was swimming in currents of pleasure as my head pressed and rolled against the bed. I brought myself up and had us lie down on our sides, allowing us to suck each other's cock at the same time. I was still very impressed with the size of that monster of his.

As I put my mouth over his giant member and started sucking it, it felt so good that I started feeling a little guilty. I always thought Nathan had such a hot body. I started to appreciate the wisdom of Nathan's reluctance to go through with this. It would be so easy to start having feelings for each other, and that wouldn't be fair to Julian. He was still very important to me and we were doing this for him and for his little brother. We could tell the client was starting to get even more excited by the sound of his breathing. I could see his pants halfway down to his knees as he started jerking himself off.

"Hhh… hhh… hhh. Oh, graze on my lips and if those hills be dry, stray lower, where the pleasant fountain lies." This bloke must be a real Shakespeare nut. As I started feeling the inklings of an orgasm, me and Nathan sat up against the head board and started jerking each other off. I could tell by Nathan's face that he was as close to I was to squirting our load. The client started moaning even louder as apparently, he too was getting close to orgasm. There he goes, quoting Shakespeare again in that trembling voice of his.

"Oh thou, my lovely boy…hmm, hmm, hmm… who in thy power dost hold… hhh, haah haah… TIME'S FICKLE GLASS, HIS SICKLE HOUR! Ah… AAH… AAAH!" he shouted in ecstasy as we all orgasmed at almost the same time. All three of us grabbed one of several tissue boxes scattered around the room and started wiping ourselves. The client started pulling up his pants and pulled out a handkerchief, patting it against his forehead.

"All right, Mr. Shakespeare," I said, trying to catch my breath. "I believeth you dost hold thy fickle message. Spiteth it out."

The client chuckled. "You need to read more Shakespeare. You boys were… (gulp)… you boys were remarkable and quite impressive. And I don't impress easily. You have delivered your end of the bargain, so here's the message. Something's going down and Randy is suspecting that this facility will be going into lock down mode starting tomorrow. That means extra guards, extra security, and no one gets in or out. If you want to get out, you're gonna have to do it tonight. There will be a shift change tonight between 11:50 and midnight. That will be your window to get yourselves over to the storage room and down to the escape tunnel. Randy's gonna be waiting for you boys at the bottom of the shaft. That's the message. Would you like me to repeat that for you?"

"No, I think we got it." I was frantically pulling on my leotard while Nathan was busy tying on his loin cloth. We didn't have that much time. "You were a real prick, but thanks for the message all the same."

"Oh, entirely my pleasure."

Really? Not even a Parting is such sweet sorrow, or some Shakespearian shit like that? What a maroon. We walked past the attendant and started jogging back to our bunks. As soon as we walked in, we went straight to Zack. We found him sitting on his bunk with the other boy named Erik sitting next to him with his arm around his shoulder.

"Hey, Zack," I said softly. "Can we have a word with you in private? It's really important."

Zack got up and pulled Erik next to him. "It's all right. Erik knows, and he wants to come too. But we can't talk here. Let's go to the shower room. It should be empty right now."

As we stepped into the shower room, we went and sat down on some of the benches facing each other. "So how are you guys getting us out of here?" asked Zack all skeptical. "Nobody has ever escaped. There are guards everywhere, security cameras, alarms - it would be impossible."

"Well, we've got some inside information from someone who used to be one of the boys here at this Agency." I proceeded to explain everything the coach had told us about the escape tunnel and how it was possible to get in there. "Zack, besides Erik, do you know if there's anyone else who might want to get out of here?"

Zack shook his head. "I'm not sure. We're the only ones who've been kidnapped. Everyone else are runaways or homeless. I don't think any of them would want to leave. Why would they? Where would they go? Everything you could ever want is right here. Everything." Zack got up and stood in front of a small laminated poster on the wall.

"Think of all the joy you'll find When you leave the world behind And bid your cares goodbye. – Peter Pan

Zack started getting teary eyed as he sat back down. "Guys, I'm not sure if want to do this anymore. I feel like this is my home now, like this is my family. I feel like they're all my brothers here. And Harry, he's… he's so nice to us. If any of us are sad, he always finds a way to cheer us up. I don't think I wanna go anymore. I wanna stay," he squealed with watery eyes.

I went and knelt down in front of him. "Zack, you also have a real home and a real family out there who love you and miss you very much. They'd love to have you back, don't you think?" "I know," he said with a cry of despair. "I just wish I could have them both," he whimpered wiping his tears.

"Listen, I know what happens when boys like you grow up and age out of this place. I've seen it with my own eyes. The longer you stay in here, the harder it's gonna be when they kick you out.

"But I don't wanna grow up," he cried out loud with tears rolling down. "I don't wanna grow up," he said squeeling his words softly as he kept crying.

"Zack, this home and this family - this is just temporary. But your brother Julian and your mom and dad, they're gonna be there for you for the rest of your life. Look, Julian is my best friend. We're doing this for him and we're doing this for you. Do you know how devastated Julian would be if we returned without you? It would just break his heart," I said with a tremble as I started getting emotional. "Zack, please."

Zack nodded his head while choking out some silent sobs. Erik went and sat down next to him, trying to comfort him. "Hey Zack. I'm coming with you, remember? We'll walk out of here together. We'll still be able to be best pals, you'll see. We'll be able to do a bunch of things we can't do here, like go camping, go to a real theatre, get into fights at school. We can have sleep overs," he said nudging him with his elbow. "It'll be fun."

"You promise?"

Erik answered him by giving him a tight hug. "I promise," he whispered into his ear. "And well… I also miss my mom and dad. I like it here, but I wanna go home."

"I'm sorry, Erik. You're right. I guess I'm okay now. I'm in."

Nathan stepped up. "Okay, listen up. Here's what's gonna happen…"

After Nathan explained the plan, we all headed back to our bunks. As soon as we stepped in, the entire group got quiet and stared directly at us. The silence became deafening as we started realizing that something was terribly wrong. Cory, the 14-year old, jumped out of his bunk and walked towards us with a serious expression.

"We know what you guys are up to. All of us do."

What the fuck have we gotten ourselves into?

"And I'm telling you right now you guys are not going anywhere…"

Chapter 13
Wet Undies and Monkey Bars

The Agency, Tuesday Evening | Ari:

"And I'm telling you right now you guys are not going anywhere…" Nathan was about to lash out. "… without our help," he said with a smile. "Almost had you guys there, huh?"

Nathan put his hand over his heart. "Aw, dude. I almost punched you right in the face. How did you guys find out?"

"I'll tell you later. Chatterbox, where are you?"

"Stop calling me chatterbox," Andy said from his bunk.

"I'm sorry, chatterbox. I'll stop calling you chatterbox, okay chatterbox?" Andy rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, not moving an inch. "All right, I'm sorry. I was just kidding. Would you just get your butt over here?" Andy didn't move. "Hey, I'll let you fuck Ari, okay?"

Andy jumped up and came up behind me with a side smirk. He wrapped his hands around my stomach and started making humping motions against my shorts.

"Hey, wait a minute," I said feeling myself blushing. Not that I would mind if we were by ourselves.

Cory grabbed Andy by the arm and put his hands on his shoulders. "Listen, I've got a special assignment for you, chatterb…, I mean, little man. We talked it over and you're the best choice for the job. This is what I need you to do: I need you to go grab those undies you were wearing with the client last Sunday and head over to the…" Cory started whispering into his ear.

Andy started smiling from ear to ear. "You want ME to do this? With them?" he asked all surprised.

"Let's just say you have a gifted tongue and talking is not the only thing it's gifted for," he said sticking his tongue out making licking motions.

"Yeah? So, what else is it gifted for?" Andy asked with a teasing smile. "Are you talking about that lube job I gave you this afternoon?"

"Hey!" Cory said laughing. "Look, there's a reason you get more clients requesting you over and over again than a lot of us. You've got your techniques down to a science without even knowing it. It just comes out naturally for you. So, lay it on thick. Make it good and make us proud. And whatever you do, don't talk them to death. Get this done and I'll let you sleep in my bunk with me tonight."

"Aaall night?" he asked smiling with one raised eyebrow.

"Yes. Now, go get ready."

I could tell Cory and Andy had something going with each other. How c-ute.

The Agency – Monitor Room, 45 minutes later | Carl

I couldn't get over it. I just couldn't get my eyes off the screens. This was my third day on the job and I still couldn't believe my incredible luck at landing the best job in the whole world. Man, that background check and their vetting process was excruciating. But, oh was it worth it. All these boys running around naked, watching them getting it on with some of the clients. And those two boys who just came in, especially that blonde one, mmm, what a turn on.

But these black and white monitors just don't do it for me. The images are very fuzzy and the boys are too far away to make out any detail no matter how close I get to the screen. This is inhumane, making me suffer like this. I can't wait to get myself rotated out of here so I can get a real live look at those beautiful little hairless cocks. Damn, this boner just won't go away. I wish I could just unzip my shorts and let it hang. "Hey Sal, don't you ever feel like just exploding?"

"What do you mean, Carl?"

"I mean, look at em. Just look at all these naked boys, just waiting to be touched and caressed. You've been here for a while, right? How does it feel to be in front of all these naked hairless little guys and not being able to just grab them and touch them all over their smooth bodies? Don't you ever feel like just… going for it?"

"Hah hah, what a dilemma, huh? It feels so good that it's painful, right? I bet you've had that boner since you came in here three days ago. And by the look on your face, it's not going away anytime soon. It's all right, man. All the new guys go through the same thing. Why do you think they start you off in the monitor room? Cause it's just too damn tempting in there. I went through the same thing myself. But you know what? While I was in here, let's just say some opportunities presented themselves that were just too good to pass up. In the meantime, this will give you a chance to get a hold of yourself, know what I mean?"

"Oh, I'm getting a hold of myself, big time. How long will it be before they let me out of here?"

"They'll start you off slow after your probationary period, see how it goes. Hey, you look a little young. You ever cupped your hands over a boy's penis, feeling it getting harder and harder under your fingers until it becomes a full boner? Ever rub your hands over that smooth young butt and give it a couple of squeezes? Ever watch him squirm with pleasure while you're licking him under his hairless balls? You'd be surprised at just how sensuous these young boys can be."

My God, I actually had to slurp up my drool at hearing this guy describe what I knew was totally true. "Oh, dude. Will you cut it out? You're killing me. You know I'm as hard as a rock right now. You've done all that?"

Sal nodded. "And more."

"You know what I used to do? I'd go to the pool right before the swim teams finished their practice. The ones with the eight to ten-year olds. I'd strip myself and run into the showers and wait for the little boys to come running in. As soon as I'd hear all the yelling and screaming, I'd start to lather myself up with soap. I loved the fact that the shower room was really small with just four shower sprays, two on each side." I kept squeezing my dick muscles just thinking about it.

"So then all these little dudes would come rushing into this tiny little space trying to squeeze themselves in, all of them stripping their tiny little speedos off and bumping and rubbing against each other, including me. Just being surrounded by all those wet naked boys stripping themselves was so… mmm… mmm… MMM! As if that wasn't enough, a lot of these boys were being pushed right against my boner. If I had been squatting a little, it would've been going right under those butt cheeks.

I was bombarded with all these wonderful sensations of their arms and elbows and backs rubbing against my hard-on. I didn't even bother hiding it from them cause there was just no way I was gonna get rid of it, being surrounded by so many naked boys and all. Some of them even openly stared at it and would whisper in each other's ears and start giggling and laughing among themselves. One time, one of the little ones asked if he could share the shower spray I was using and, well of course I said yes, right? He positioned himself right in front of me and, either he didn't seem to notice, or he simply didn't care that I kept pressing my fat boner against his back. Just looking at his beautiful round butt from above made me wanna touch him so bad.

"Wow, that's pretty hot, Carl. I bet you that didn't last very long."

"You guessed it, Sal. Their coach started wising up to what might be going on and he started keeping a closer eye on things. It was fun while it lasted. By the way, I've been wanting to ask you. When you came up to me and told me about this job opening, how did you know that I was a… how did you know that I was into boys?"

"Well, I just happened to be in the changing room at that pool enjoying the view during one of your group sessions with the boys. It wasn't hard to miss your reaction. Well actually, it was pretty hard, right? That's when I knew right away you would make a good candidate. It's the only way to get new employees in here. It's not like the Agency's gonna go out and advertise job openings in the newspaper for a place like this, right?"

"So, would we get in trouble if we just reach out and cup a feel while some of these boys are passing by?"

"It depends. They discourage us from doing that, but if we all got in trouble for the occasional touch and feel, they'd be running out of employees really fast. So, in order to try to keep that under control, the Agency will assign certain days where we'll get a chance to get our hands on some of those young naked boy parts."

"Fuck – me, are you serious?"

"You'll learn more about it when you go through the official orientation. In the meantime, if you feel like you need to explode, go take a break and jerk it off."

I took a long stare at the monitors with all those naked boys again. I felt like I wanted to prolong my arousal cause it just felt so good. "Oh, no way, man. I'm saving it. I'm saving this load for just in case I run into one of them. No, I'm good for a few more hours. You go if you want.

"All right, don't mind if I do. I'll be back in thirty."

As I watched Sal opening the door, there was a boy right on the other side slowly walking by. Sal hesitated as he focused on the near nakedness of the young lad and the fact that he shouldn't be in this part of the building. This instantly caught my attention causing me to jump out of my chair to get a closer look. And oh… mmmy… gaawd. He looked to be around nine or ten with blonde hair and the most beautiful marble blue eyes.

He was wearing the tiniest and tightest of white underwear briefs made out of some silky thin material with an elastic string on the sides, leaving his hips almost bare. Those stunning blue eyes with that sweet innocent smile left me with my mouth open. That tiny silky pouch from the front of his underwear looked so snug that it looked like it was designed for just one thing – to cup and highlight that… that – "Oh, my God, Sal. Does he have an erection? He does. He… he has a full blown boner," I squealed excitedly in a soft tone as I felt my body just overflowing with sexual urges.

He must've just stepped out of the shower cause he was dripping wet, which made the tiny cloth deliciously semi-transparent. We could clearly see his stiff dick and his balls right through the cloth and his wetness caused the back of his underwear to hug that young ass so tight that it looked like he had taken them off. His blonde hair was all curled up from the wetness which made him look hotter than fuck.

"Hey, little guy," said Sal in his sweetest voice. "What's your name?"

"Andy," he said with a trembling voice.

"Hey, Andy. You're dripping wet. What are you doing all the way over here? You shouldn't be in this part of the building. Shouldn't you be heading to your living quarters?"

"Yeah, I guess. I was just taking a shower and someone stole my towel. And when I tried to go back, they were holding the door shut and wouldn't let me in cause they say I talk too much and that I'm nothing but a chatterbox. Can you believe those assholes? They're just jealous cause I get more clients than some of 'em. And now I'm c-c-c-cold. You have a towel, mister?" he asked with his teeth chattering.

"Oh my God. You're freezing. Come here and let me warm you up."

He was adorable. Sal knelt down and enveloped the boy with his arms and legs and started rubbing his body vigorously, including his butt. I just stared in awe with one hand on my cheek as I watched that lucky bastard rubbing his hands over that smooth wet skin.

"I have plenty of warm towels in the break room." Sal looked up at me and winked his eye with the widest of grins. "Talk about opportunities, huh?" he mumbled through the side of his mouth. "Come on, Andy. Follow me and I'll get you all dried up and make you nice and warm."

"Is anybody else gonna be in there?" asked the little hottie. "If nobody's in there, can I pull my underwear off so I can let it dry?"

Sal swallowed, took a deep breath and let it out slowly. "Oh, don't worry, little guy. I'll even help you with that. We'll be in there all alone with the door locked. Just you and me. I'll give you a hand and make sure you're nice and hot… I mean, nice and warm."

"Wait! I… I changed my mind," I stammered in desperation. "I wanna take my break after all. Can I?"

"Sorry, man. You passed on taking your break, remember?" Sal stared at the boy's impressive boner pushing up under the cloth so much that part of his balls were barely visible. "No backies on this one," he said as he blew air out of his mouth with an anxious grin.

I stared at this sexual wonder, not believing how it could be possible that my boner had gotten even harder than it already was. I had to get my hands on that wet sexy body. I started to panic. What could I do? Just staring at his V-line made me almost have an anxiety attack. I could feel my hands trembling. "Aw, come on, Sal. Please? You've had plenty of turns with… you know. I haven't had a single one. Don't do this to me."

"Why don't you both come," said the boy with that sweet innocent smile. "You can help him take these off and get me all warmed up."

"Take those off?" I said in a soft tone, not believing my ears. Does that mean he was gonna let us… (Gulp). "Yeah, yeah. I could help you get him all warmed up."

"And leave the monitors unattended? Not a good idea."

I stepped back to look at the monitors. "It's been quiet for hours, Sal. Look, come and see. It's still quiet. Nothing's happening and nobody's gonna notice."

Sal went to take a look, studying each one of them individually. "I guess it'll be all right for a little while. How bad do you want this?"

I pulled Sal into the room and put my hands together pleadingly. "Really really bad, Sal. You have no idea. I haven't even jerked off ever since you told me I got the job a few weeks ago. I've been saving it for a moment just like this," I said with a desperate smile.

Sal thought for a moment and finally gave me a smile. "All right. You owe me. Let's go get this little guy all naked and see how much fun we can have."

"Will you let me pull off his underwear?"

Sal laughed and patted me on the back. "Welcome to the Agency, Carl. This may not be your first encounter, but it may just be your best one. Yes, you can pull off his underwear."

"Fuck yeah. Thank you so much, Sal." I went back to staring at all the details of this wonder lust as the boy started walking in front of us in the direction Sal was pointing at. I couldn't keep my eyes off that beautiful ass that I could still see through his dripping wet undies. Just looking at the way his butt cheeks were pinching the fabric into them made me tremble with anticipation of slowly stripping it off inch by inch. I reached my hand in my pocket and gave my burning dick a hard squeeze.

Sal held the door and allowed me and the boy to walk into the staff lounge, locking it behind him. It was a typical lounge with some microwaves, a tv hanging from the ceiling, a couple of sinks, a small fridge, and a small pool table on the side. He stepped over to one of the cabinets and grabbed a few large service towels that were meant to soak up large spills. "All right. Here we go. Come here, little buddy and let us dry you off."

I grabbed one of the towels and started drying the back side of his body while Sal dried the front. I opened my hands under the towel and cupped his butt cheeks pretending to get his underwear as dry as I could. "Hey Andy. Um… (gulp) you want me help you pull those off so we can get you really dry?" I asked with a trembling voice.

"How long will I have to stay naked? Won't it take a long for them to dry?" he asked.

I couldn't keep myself from swallowing. "I ah…" My tongue just froze.

Sal started chuckling. "Amateur. Let me handle this. Um, Andy, we have a hand dryer on that wall right over there. How about you let Carl pull that wet underwear off so we can go over there and dry it off for you, huh?"

Andy walked over to the hand dryer. "Hey, that's a good idea. Thanks." Andy came up and stood right in front of me expectantly. Yesss. He could've just pulled them off himself. I couldn't believe he was gonna just let me pull them off for him. I inhaled and held my breath as I tried to keep my excitement under control. I knelt down and stared at that delicious tent from his boner. I grabbed the cloth from each side and started pulling them down a little bit, making his V-line even more alluring. Then with his butt half exposed, Andy pulled himself away.

"Mmmm, maybe I better not. Harry said we could get in trouble if we're naked in this part of the building. I'll just keep them on and let them dry like that."

No! No, no, no. Just let me take a peek at least. I let out my breath slowly in frustration. Come on, Sal. Come up with something and handle this like you said.

"Well, you know what?" Sal knelt down in front of the boy, putting his hands on his bare hips. "Right now, we're like the security guards around here. So, we're giving you permission to be naked, even if you're all the way over here. How about that, huh? So let's just get these off before you catch a cold." Sal reached out and pulled them down just a little bit more, but not enough to expose his little stiffy.

Andy pulled away laughing. "Hey, I know what's going on. You're not clients. You're not supposed to get me naked like that. Do you guys have boners or are your shorts just extra tight?"

"Man, this boy's really smart. He has us all figured out. You know what? You're right, little guy. You're just too damn hot. We won't hurt you. We just wanna take a peek at that sexy and irresistible body of yours."

I went to kneel down next to Sal. "How 'bout you let us just take a little peek then, huh? Just a little one." I snagged the front of his underwear and pulled it out, giving us just a glimpse of the tip of his hard-on.

He pulled away laughing, holding his hands over his crotch. "No," he giggled. "You can't take a peek either."

"Aw, come on. Why not?" I pleaded. The front of his underwear was still maddeningly low with a clear outline of his dick poking upwards under the cloth. I started feeling woozy with intense sexual euphoria at such a horny display.

"Am I gonna get any points if I strip naked for you like with the clients?"

"Probably not," Sal said sounding disappointed.

Andy put his finger over his lips and thought for a moment. "Well, you guys have been really nice to me. Let me think about it."

He went and sat down on the middle cushion of the sofa against the wall, pulling his knees up. Sal and I followed him like little puppies and sat down on opposite ends with him in between us. Then he surprised us by lying down, putting his head over Sal's lap and dropping his feet on my lap. Sal scooted himself inward so that Andy's head was directly over his crotch. Then I did the same so that Andy's heel rested on top of my boner. I had a very strong foot fetish, so I couldn't help myself from caressing those smooth lovely feet and those suckable little toes.

Sal started caressing Andy's damp hair. "Hey, you told us that you get more clients than some of the other boys, right? So why don't you tell us about your last client? What was he like? What did you guys do?"

That got him animated. "My last client? Oh, he was a hunk. His dick was humongous. It was this big," he exaggerated with his hands.

While Andy was talking, he put his foot on top of my stomach and turned his foot sideways. Then he slowly started inserting his toes into my shorts, curling them over the tip of my over excited boner. The intensity of these stimulations was so strong that I couldn't hold myself any longer. As Andy kept talking, I slowly undid my belt, unbuttoned my shorts, pulled down my zipper, and lowered my shorts and underwear down to my knees. Andy saw what I was doing and didn't object as he continued his story. I grabbed his ankle and placed the bottom of his right foot against my burning boner with his heel against my sensitive balls. Oh my… oh my, what a feeling. His feet were a little cold, but I didn't care. They would warm up soon enough. I started moving my hips to grind my boner against that soft lovely foot of his.

After noticing what I had done, Sal placed his hand flat over Andy's belly button. He started gliding his fingers in circular motions over his smooth and nearly exposed pubic area, slowly reaching under the elastic of his underwear, causing Andy to push his hand away. Then Andy turned himself over on his stomach and lay his head on Sal's lap, staring at his crotch. His underwear was still halfway down his butt. Oh, what sexual wonders did this naughty sexy boy have in store for us?

He pulled out Sal's belt and unhooked it. He unbuttoned his shorts, pulled down his zipper, and pulled the front of his boxers just enough to expose his fat dick and balls. Andy looked up at Sal and gave him a sexy smile as he wrapped his little hand around it and started playing with it while he was fondling his balls. Sal's face turned to sexual delirium as Andy started masturbating him very slowly, gripping his fingers around it a little tighter.

I was suddenly ripped back to my own sexual senses as I felt both of Andy's feet wrapping themselves around my hypersexualized boner. The way he was squeezing and rolling it between his feet was the most intense feeling I had ever felt. Oh, man, this little horny guy was good. I leaned my head back, not wanting it to stop. I stared at his half exposed butt crack and without even thinking about it, I dug my fingers into that elastic and pulled down just enough to fully expose his entire butt. Oooh, those irresistable butt curves were just killing me.

He reached his hand back and pulled it back up the way it were, covering only half of his butt. It became obvious that he was just playing hard to get. This just made the sexual anticipation even more arousing. While using one of his feet to play around with my dick, he dug his other foot deep between my legs and wiggled his toes under my balls. I gripped the cushion of the sofa so hard that some of my fingers ripped right through the fabric. I remembered hearing about some of the workshops that these boys are sent to where they take lessons on the best ways of arousing and pleasuring the clients that come here.

Andy turned his head and focused on the small pool table a little to the side of the sofa. He pulled himself up and walked over to it, bending down over it to examine and play around with the pool balls inside the triangle rack. Sal and I just gawked at that incredibly arousing posture of his with half of his butt still exposed with his stomach resting on top. Oh, this kid knew exactly how to make us as horny as hell.

I got up and pulled up my underwear and shorts without buttoning it. I went to grab one of the pool sticks and sat back down. I held it out to where the tip was resting on the elastic of his underwear and used it to lower it down a little. I closed my eyes as I tried to contain the waves of hornyness I was feeling all over my body. And Andy wasn't even pulling them back up, at least not yet. Sal was making a sign with his hand and I understood what he wanted me to do. I gently stuck the tip of the pool stick between his butt cheeks and through his legs. Andy put his head down from the obvious pleasures this was giving him. Oh yeah baby. You like that, don't you? Want some more? He still wasn't making us stop. So I kept moving the stick in and out being as slow and gentle as I could.

"Eight ball in the center pocket," Sal whispered laughing.

Andy finally reached his hand back and pushed the stick away. Damn. Still playing hard to get, huh? Well, two can play at this game. I got myself up and went to stand right behind him, holding my shorts so they wouldn't fall down. "You know how to play pool Andy?" I asked.

"No. But I'd like to. Will you teach me," he said still distracting himself with the pool balls. I handed him the pool stick and told him how to hold it.

I let my shorts drop and pressed my body against him from behind as I lifted the ball rack and spread some of the balls around. I grabbed his wrists with trembling hands to give him a short lesson on how to hit the ball. "You put your left hand on the table in front of the ball like this with your thumb like that."

Man, this is so heavenly. Even through my underwear, I could feel the curviness of his ass on my dick. After a hard swallow, I pulled my undies down just enough to expose my twitching boner. The top half of his butt was still exposed, and the feel of my vertical hard-on making direct contact with his skin and wedged between the softness of his upper butt cheeks was so electrifying. I didn't move it around like I wanted to cause I knew that pretty soon he might push me away. It just felt so good just the way it was.

"Then you um… you move the stick in and out… (gulp)… nice and slow tying to take aim…" Andy started swaying his hips up and down very slowly, causing my boner to wedge itself further down his butt crack. "Wh… hhh, oh God… when you feel you're in the right position, you… you…" I couldn't talk anymore. My entire body felt weak with delirium. It's like I was being pumped with a sexual sedative.

"You push it in the hole," Andy finished for me as he struck the white ball directly in the corner pocket. Man, this little sex toy was a natural tease. His teasings were so erotically pleasurable, but so painfully torturous making me suffer like this. No wonder he has so many clients paying a fortune to rub their paws all over that lovely golden skin of this little boner popper.

Andy pushed me away with his butt and pulled up his underwear all the way up. He turned around to look at me with those penetrating blue eyes. "Hey, what's that in your ear?"

I let out a deep breath that I didn't even realize I was holding in. "Oh, these are little radios, like walky-talkies so we can talk to each other," I said as I started pulling up my own shorts.

Andy called Sal over and had us bend down so he could wrap his arms around our necks. "Hey, you guys want me to show you all the things me and the client were doing with each other last Sunday?" he asked in a tone of conspiracy, just dripping with sexual innuendos.

"Oh, you don't even have to ask us, little dude. Just lead the way and we'll be right behind you," Sal said as he cupped Andy's butt with his hand and pushed him forward. "Where are we headed?"

"To the monkey bars!" he yelled excitedly. The monkey bars? Yesss. I started imagining all sorts of things he could show us at the monkey bars. More torturous delight. How long will I be able to contain myself before I just explode.

The monkey bars were dome shaped with the typical triangular metallic patterns. There were several wooden benches just over the edge of the sand borders. Andy went to sit down on one of them and instantly jumped off. "Fuck, that was cold! I almost froze my nuts off." he exclaimed. That was the first dirty talk we had heard him say. "Hey, now that we're at the playground, will I get in trouble if I strip naked here?"

"Whahhh… oh, absolutely, positively, undoubtedly not," I stammered.

"Oh, you can get as naked as you want for as long as you want. You wanna us to help you with that," Sal asked hopefully with a lustrous grin.

Andy shrugged his shoulders and stood in front of us as we sat down on the bench. "You know, you guys have been really nice to me. I like you guys. I know you've been wanting to get me naked all this time, right?" We both nodded vigorously. "What are you gonna do after I let you strip me?"

"Oooh, anything you want, sweet thing," said Sal smiling.

"Are you gonna… squeeze my tight ass?" he asked as he turned around and gave us a quick peek at his butt.

"Yess," we both said.

"Are you gonna… jack off my hard dick?" He actually pulled the front of his underwear and gave us a quick peek as well.

"Yeeess." Oh, that dirty talk sounded so horny.

"Are you gonna… suck my hard boner?" He stuck his finger in his mouth and started making blow job motions. What a fucking tease.

"YEEEESSSS," we both moaned in agony.

"Will you… get naked first?"

"Um, what?"

"Get naked first so we can have a little more fun together. If you get to see me naked, I get to see you guys naked too. Fair is fair, right? I'll let you pull my underwear off nice and slow just like you've been wanting."

Sal and I looked at each other and shrugged our shoulders as we started stripping. "When in Rome," I mumbled. As our clothes were coming off, the wires going to our ears from the COMM units were yanked off in the process. I kept my eyes on Andy and loved the way he was staring at us while we pulled off our underwear. Not so innocent as he looks.

"You guys have really big boners. I'm impressed. Well, this is your lucky day. I guess I've made you guys suffer long enough." Andy turned around and stood right in front of me with his hands around his neck. "You may strip away," he said dramatically.

"Go for it, Carl," Sal said smiling. "You did ask if you could be the one to pull them off. So pull'em off, nice and slow."

I knelt down and wiggled my fingers in the air in anticipation. Instead of pinching the cloth with my fingers, I used my hand to start rolling it down from the sides. Andy started swaying his hips slowly and arousingly, like a belly dancer in slow motion. As his butt became more and more visible, my heart started pumping harder and harder. When his butt was completely exposed, I paused my hands a little just to drink in what I had uncovered so far. I grabbed the sides of the cloth and slipped his underwear down to his knees. Andy opened up his legs, preventing the underwear from dropping all the way down.

He kept up with the slow motion belly dance as he did a 180 degree turn. I was barely able to contain myself as I stared at the sweetness of that smooth delicious hairless cock of his. Andy grabbed us by the arms and led us to the bench and told us each to sit at the edge. Then he went to lie down on top of us facing up with his hands behind his head over Sal's lap and his foot right smack on my boner again. I stared at the full exposure of this gorgeous lust bucket as he lay there buck naked. Finally, we might get some action with this lust toy. My hand was like a robot with a mind of its own as it grabbed that perfect penis and started stroking it. Sal reached out and started massaging those lovely round balls of his. I can't believe he's actually letting us do all this.

Andy's dick was just right for his age. It was still a little small, but it was as hard as a dildo. It was the most arousing perfect dick I had ever seen on a young boy at just that perfect age. Andy was looking right at me with a sexual smile as he brought his knees up and opened up his legs wide while I was still jerking him off. He brought up his right foot to my cheek and started massing my ear with his toes, giving me a hypnotic view of those incredible wonders between his legs.

Then he turned over on his stomach and started giving Sal a blow job. Sal just lolled his head backwards at this most welcome turn of events. Then to my utter delight, Andy brought his knees under him and pushed his butt up in the air, spreading his legs while he was still sucking on Sal's dick. Holy fuck, that pink hole of his looked so lickable and so inviting. It took tremendous restraint not to get myself behind him and fuck the fuck out of this naughty little boy.

Instead, I started fondling those hanging testicles and his little hard on from behind. I indulged myself by caressing every inch of his forbidden fruits over and over again. Sal leaned forward and joined in on our little exploratory sexcapade, caressing every inch of his lustrous body. I could tell this was making Andy feel extra horny by the way he was swiveling his fine ass in front of me, begging our wandering hands to keep touching, to keep rubbing, and to keep making him even more horny.

As I marveled at this incredible scene of this naked blue-eyed blonde boy on his knees with his skimpy underwear halfway down to is knees, my body felt so sexually excited that I started wondering what else I could do with this once in a lifetime encounter. I pulled myself up on my knees and placed my boner right between his legs under those lovely buns. Andy instantly reacted by pressing his legs together hard. I felt the concussions of a lust bomb going through my body at the intensity of these waves of arousals.

I was about to bend down to get a taste of that tasty hole of his when he pulled himself up and headed to the monkey bars. Andy started climbing the bars as Sal and I stepped under the dome to gawk at all the body movements of his drop-dead gorgeous body. We strained our necks up and gazed in awe at his total nakedness as he allowed us plenty of time to gaze up and savor that wonderful hard candy between his open legs. I was bombarded with bursts of boy lust as he maneuvered himself above our heads. Oh, what a lustful sight.

Then Andy came down to a lower section and hung himself upside down from his bent legs. Oh, this just keeps getting hornier and hornier. I remember trying to imagine how this moment would be. This kid was insatiable. He was letting us have our way with him. It's like we were clients getting a free pass. I felt a little unworthy of such powerful erotic pleasures. I zeroed in on my favorite body part and started sucking that small but exquisitely cut hard boner of his. I alternated between sucking his dick and sucking on his balls. Sal was almost convulsing as he started licking his butt hole from the other side as he squeezed those curvy honey buns. Me and Sal's face were so close that we had to be careful not to lick each other's tongues in the process.

WHOA, WHAT THE FUCK? Andy grabbed my smoking boner and stuck it in his mouth, surprising me with an unexpected blow job as he reached one hand behind and started jerking Sal. The sensations of this little boy twisting and rolling his wet tongue over my boner while fondling my nuts and reaching between my legs to grab my ass was more than I could bear. I seriously doubted I would ever have such a lustful experience with another boy. What incredible luck. I mean, look at us. A gorgeous blonde and blue-eyed naked boy hanging upside down sucking my dick while inviting us to grab, grope, lick, suck, fondle, and basically, let us bury our faces between his legs. This was it. This was the jackpot, the motherload, and something that would be forever etched inside my head.

Andy reached up and grabbed the bars again, letting his feet hang down in front of me and wrapped his legs around my neck, letting his hard dick rest right in front of my mouth. "Suck," he commanded. This is so fucking aweee-some. After a while of sucking, he pulled himself away making my head lean forward with my mouth open wanting more. He shifted himself so that he was facing Sal and brought his legs up to the bars, letting his ass hang down. "Lick," he said sensuously as he put his head back and let his hair hang down sexily. I could see most of his ball sack sticking out between his closed legs right above that seductively fuckable pink hole. Sal gladly started licking away. God, how I wanted to break our own rules of not fucking these boys.

Andy pulled himself up and started maneuvering around again. He placed his knees down against the bars with his legs open and started jerking himself while looking down at us.

"Unbelievable. This is so incredibly unbelievable, Sal. Have you ever seen anything so damn horny?"

"Actually I have, Carl," he said as we both looked up and stared at Andy as he kept jacking off with a lusty expression. "This is just the tip of the iceberg. Most if not all of the boys in here are just as beautiful, just as sensuous and just as willing as this little sex tease right up there. But I have to admit, this is by far the best and most arousing sexual encounter I've had with any of these boys, ever."

Sal and I walked over and stood right underneath Andy and started jerking off to this unforgettably erotic display as Andy allowed us to fondle his nuts and his mighty fine ass above our heads. It would be so easy to just let myself unload right this instant. But these stimulations just felt too good. I kept bringing myself to the edge and then stopping myself from cumming. I couldn't keep my eyes off of those gems between his legs, the way his testicles jiggled all over the place as he kept masturbating himself. My neck was getting a little strained, but I didn't care. Just knowing that he was feeling so aroused by letting us explore and gaze upon his irresistible nakedness from underneath increased his hotness by several factors. Was it even possible to feel TOO aroused?

I noticed that Sal was starting to spasm as he was getting closer to orgasm. I looked up again at Andy and imagined me and him alone in a room on a bed, pressing our naked bodies against each other. I could see his little pink hole from the way he had his legs spread and imagined squeezing my bulging dick into that tight ass. As I kept masturbating myself, I imagined that my hand was actually his tight hole and this is how my dick would feel as it kept gliding in and out of him. As I was watching him jacking himself off in such an erotic manner, I finally decided that this was it. If I keep this up any longer, I just might pass out by all this hard breathing.

This was the opportunity I had been waiting for to unload my motherload. I decided to light my fuse and unleash the inevitable super nova of orgasmic bliss that was about to cum. Oh, gaawd, here it comes. I strained to keep my gaze on that naked body as my juices started squirting into the air like water jets. One… two… three squirts. My dick felt so hot that I could feel my cum oozing down like some volcanic lava flow. I still couldn't keep my eyes off those jiggling hairless testicles.

Andy finally let himself hang down from the monkey bars and let himself drop, being careful not to step on our jiz soaking into the sand. He grabbed his underwear and slipped it on. "Hey, you guys were really great. I've never done this with two guys before. You guys wanna do this again sometime?"

"Oh, you bet little dude," Sal said deliriously as he kept breathing hard. We both just stared in awe at that fine ass for a while as he started walking away. "We better gat back to the Monitor Room."

"Yeah, we're so lucky we didn't get caught," I said as I stood up and went to get my clothes. "Uh, Sal. Where the hell are our clothes?"

"Stop screwing around, Carl. They should be right there."

"THEY'RE NOT!" Come take a look. They're not anywhere."

Sal hurried over and helped me look all over the place. "Shit, what the hell happened? Let's just head down to the monitor room. There should be an old box with some lost and found stuff. Maybe we can find something to cover ourselves while we figure something out."

We ran to the monitors trying to cover ourselves with our hands. As soon as we entered, we both stared with our mouths open as we found ourselves in complete darkness. Everything was shut down. The monitors, the computers, even the overhead lights were down.

Sal went to check the electrical panel. "All the breakers are on, even the main one. What the hell's going on?"

Fuck.

Living Quarters | Ari:

Cory kept peeking through the little square window of the entrance door. "Here he comes, guys." As soon as Andy stepped through the door, everyone started clapping and patting him on the back. "You were awesome, chatterbox. Great job."

"Jeeze, will you stop calling me chatterbox!"

"You're right, little dude. I'm sorry. You've earned your name around here. Listen up, everyone. Nobody calls him chatterbox anymore. His name's Andy, got it?" Everyone nodded and started cheering. "Man, that was quite a performance. That was a great idea, walking out of the showers dripping wet. And the way you were hanging upside down from the monkey bars like that? Hoooweee, that was so hot, dude. You gotta let me try that sometime. How did you get so good at this so fast?"

"You could see us?"

"Yeah, when we went to mess around in the Monitor Room. I was even getting a little jealous. That was good. That was very good. Put're there, Andy."

"Were you able to get the ear radios?" Andy asked excitedly as he gave Cory a high five.

"Yes sir, thanks to you. For a moment, I thought they had seen me when I went to grab their clothes. Good thing you had them focused on just one thing. Ari, Nathan! Come 'ere. I told you guys you weren't going anywhere without our help. We've got two radios and the Monitor Room is out of commission. You guys ready to get out of here?"

Nathan and I looked at each other and smiled. "Why are you guys doing all this? Why are you helping us?"

Cory put his arms around Erik and Zack and gave them a light hug. "Look, being in here as runaways is one thing. But being in here because you've been kidnapped by force? That's just messed up, man. That aint right. We're getting you guys out of here."

Nathan walked up to Cory and shook his hand. "Thank you so much for doing this. Thank you, all of you. If there's anyone else who want to come with us, just say the word."

Cory looked around at the rest of the boys. "We already talked it over. The only ones wanting to get out of here are you, Ari, Erik, and Zack."

"And Andy's going with you as well." Everyone jerked their heads towards the entrance door as we saw Harry walking in with this unexpected announcement.

He knows?

Chapter 14
Rodeo Boys and Fondle Night

Living Quarters | Harry

"And Andy's going with you as well." Everyone jerked their heads to look at me as I walked in with this unexpected announcement.

"WHAT?" Cory and Andy reacted at the same time. "Harry, what's going on?" asked Cory with concern. "Andy wasn't kidnapped. He was in a foster home."

"Yeah, Harry. I wasn't kidnapped. Why do I have to go?"

I had decided it was better not to let Andy know about this change of plans until after he was done with his flawless plan of seducing the guards from the Monitor Room. When I explained to them the situation earlier, all the boys had a look of awe. I explained to them everything I knew about Ari and Nathan and their escape plan and how we were going to help them. I explained my suspicions about some of the boys being kidnapped and brought here against their will. None of the affected boys said anything about it because they thought I already knew. These boys were so accustomed to a daily routine of order and stability in this place that they were feeling a surge of excitement at my uncharacteristic behavior and the unexpected rebellion that was now taking place.

"Andy, you are no longer safe here. At least not for right now. The Director has decided to ... well, he has decided to take you with him to his home when he leaves tonight. That is strictly forbidden in all Agencies around the world. Even the Director doesn't have the authority to do that. We found out that he's done this before with another boy and when he was brought back, the boy was in pretty bad shape. Whip marks on his butt, bruises from being tied up, that kind of thing." The poor lad was a lot worse than that, but I didn't want Andy to be alarmed any more than he already was.

Andy looked scared. "He got whipped? And he wants to do that to me too? But I haven't done anything wrong. Why does he want to punish me?"

Cory put his hand on Andy's shoulder. "It's not punishment. He gets turned on by doing painful things to boys. Andy, Harry's right. You have to go with them. It's for you own good."

"But I'm gonna miss you," Andy said as he gave Cory a tight hug, looking up at him with tears in his eyes. "I'm gonna miss all of you. Why does that stupid Director have to be so mean? I thought this place was all about making each other feel good, not about giving anyone pain. Can't I just kick him in the balls if he tries to hurt me?"

"Hey, maybe you can come back, right Harry?" Cory said trying not to laugh.

"It's possible, but there are no guarantees. I'll do everything I can to get you back here as soon as I can, okay?"

"You're just saying that," Andy wimpered with a tear rolling down his cheek.

"Hey, have I ever lied to you? To any of you?" Andy shook his head. "Have I ever told you I'd do something and not kept my word?" Andy shook his head again, wiping his tears. "Look, we're taking steps to get this Director out of here permanently. Starting tomorrow, he won't be our Director anymore. That means it'll be safe for you to come back, but it might take a couple of days." That seemed to satisfy him a bit and he started to calm down.

Ari and Nathan walked up to me. "Harry, how in the world did you find out?" asked Ari.

I took the boys to the side where we could talk privately. "There's a Sergeant from the local police department who's part of our staff. Larry asked him to hand-deliver an encrypted message to me during an emergency meeting with some of our Board Members just a while ago." I pulled out the letter from my pocket and showed it to them.

"A list of igredients and nutritional information for Life Cereal?" Ari recited curiously as if this was some kind of joke.

"The message is coded in case this got into the wrong hands. Down at the bottom in the Consumer Responsibility paragraph, there's a hidden cipher that made it possible for me to decode it. Turn the letter over."

Facility in possession of stolen goods. Need help. Sending client with message for Blondie and Body Guard. Too long to encode. In case of resistance, relay to Blondie: 'I think you've come to recognize the power of your body and your sexual prowess'. - RL

"I don't know what that last part means, but I hope it was helpful."

Ari looked at me smiling. "I knew it. When you told me that last part after dinner, I knew I had heard that somewhere. That's why I decided to just do the assignment with the client. Anyways, just so you know, Nathan here is Blondie and I'm the Body Guard," Ari said smiling.

"Shiiit. Well just so you know, I'm the stolen goods around here and Ari is, well, he's just stolen," Nathan said giving Ari a got-you-back look.

"Oh, don't you just wish, Blondie," Ari said poking his finger at Nathan's chest.

Nathan just brushed him off laughing. "Why can't you just call him on the phone to get more information? Why do you have to use all this encryption crap?"

"Because all calls in and out of here have to go through security and they're always being monitored. Look, despite what I just told Andy, I did lie to you when I said it was the Director who had given you boys this assignment. When I told you about the client, I didn't know the details of Randy's plan. As soon as I heard the client giving you that message, things started to make sense."

"Wait, you saw everything we did for the client? You had cameras?" Nathan asked incredulously.

"Boys, all assignments are monitored for safety reasons. And I have to agree with the client. For it being your first time, you boys were quite remarkable in there. I was impressed." Ari's and Nathan's faces started turning red as they took a sudden interest in the details of their feet. I indulged myself in taking a hard, long look at their sexy bodies. I shook my head at this sudden and unexpected impulse.

"Alright, let's move on. Obviously, Randy told you boys about how to get out of here. I need you to tell me exactly what he told you to see if his information is still correct. Now, all security guards report directly to the Director and they have sworn their loyalty to him. We need to find a way to get around their security measures. Andy and Cory have already gotten us two of their radios, but we're gonna have to come up with a way to cause some kind of distraction while you guys are escaping."

As Ari was telling me everything that Larry had explained to them about how to escape, my mind started wandering. I was gonna have to find some way of getting those two guards off the hook for abandoning their posts in the Monitor Room. It wasn't entirely their fault they were literally caught with their pants down. I remember when Cory and I were in the Monitor Room watching as little Andy was hanging upside down naked on the monkey bars and all the things the two guards were doing to him. When I saw Cory jerking himself off, I got an unexpected flood of powerful urges. I found myself uncharacteristically admiring Cory's body once again.

I had been working here for so long that I had become somewhat desensitized from watching all these boys running around naked all the time. But for the past few days, I felt my sexual urges slowly reawakening from the sight of all these beautiful boys and their ridiculously sexy bodies. I noticed that Cory had picked up Andy in his arms. Andy had his arms affectionately wrapped around his neck. While Cory massaged his cute butt, Andy had Cory's growing boner pressed between his two feet as he started masturbating him with them.

I remember when young Cory came in about five years ago. This gorgeous ginger boy with the luscious red locks and pale freckled face had become an instant hit with the clients. I think he was the only red-head in the entire building. And we haven't had another one since. I replayed in my mind the very first time I showered this boy for his first client. My God, that was so arousing. His skin was so soft and smooth. I was more than glad to follow the instructions of lather, rinse, repeat and repeat and ... hoo my. I remember how his body had developed very nicely through the years and especially during puberty when I noticed how his short pubic hairs were growing out with a light orange tinge. And the best part was that up to this day, Cory still lets me lather him all up in the shower whenever I'm getting him ready for new clients.

I was attracted to young boys, buy my age of attraction was early teens. And Cory hit that sweet spot just perfectly right now. Come to think of it, so did Ari. Good lord, this sex god was a walking aphrodisiac. Nathan wasn't too far behind either. I thought back to when I was watching them on the screen with that client. Oh my God, my eyes were glued to the screen. Ari and Nathan looked sooo HOT together. The way Ari was leaning back ... and then when Nathan started sucking that beautiful ... mmm wow. Too bad they didn't let me touch them when I was getting them ready in the showers earlier. Especially this Ari boy.

It had been a long time since I allowed myself the pleasure of sexually arousing any of these boys, or allowing any of them to sexually arouse me. It was kind of against the rules and I was a stickler about following the rules. But I'm only human. I'm gonna be getting these urges from time to time. And the boys wouldn't mind a little touching once and a while. They're always teasing me like that anyways. The longer I stared at Cory's expressions of arousal, the harder I started getting. I imagined myself caressing him all over his body, stimulating that gorgeous boner of his, sticking my dick into his (gulp). Nobody would notice. Nobody would mind. Cory wouldn't mind. He'd like that. Maybe later on tonight I could invite him over to my quarters and we could ..."

"... and then Coach said he was gonna be waiting for us at the bottom of the well. Harry, are you listening?"

Ari and Nathan were staring at me. Hooo, man. I was struck by how powerfully distracting these urges could be. Get a hold of yourself, Harry. You still have a lot of planning to do and not a lot of time. "I'm sorry boys. I heard what you said and it sounds like everything is correct. I just got a little distracted ... I ah, got distracted by ..." Wait a minute. That's it. The solution to our problem is playing out right in front of me. I quickly ran some scenarios through my head. Yes, this just might work. "CORY, COME HERE, QUICK!"

Cory put Andy down and jogged over to me. I couldn't keep my eyes off his hard dick as it bounced and swayed on his way over. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I had to get these unusual urges under control. The more I think about it, the stronger they become. "Cory, get the boys together. I'm declaring a Free Fondle Night for this group.

Cory gave me a wicked smile. "A distraction? Aaah, you're a genius, Harry." Cory was catching on quick.

I'm also thinking of putting on a show for the guards in the Small Theatre. You boys have anything good? We need something to really get their juices flowing. Something really exciting and erotic, something that'll just grab them by the balls and not let go, you know what I mean?"

Cory's face just lighted up like a Christmas tree. "Harry! We've got just the thing. Our Dallas Special! We've been practicing that one for a while."

"Yes, YESS! Aaah, the Dallas Special. Cory, that's perfect. While you and the boys are busy with the guards, that'll give me a chance to get these other boys out of here. Go get the boys ready and tell them not to make too much of a fuss. We don't want to attract too much attention from the other groups."

"You got it Harry." Cory put his fingers to his mouth and gave a loud whistle. FWEEET! "LISTEN UP GUYS! We're putting on a show." Everyone turned around as Cory gathered them all together and started giving instructions.

"Harry, what's this Free Fondle Night about?" asked Nathan suspiciously.

"Well, it's kind of self-explanatory. The guards are given permission to physically interact and mingle with the boys sexually without getting in trouble."

"You mean they get to grab them and stuff?"

"Pretty much."

"Fuck that. Any of them tries to grab me and I'll break their fucking fingers off," Nathan said acidly.

"Relax, you won't be part of this. And even if you were, they can't force themselves on to you. If you say no, they'll have to move on. So, while the boys are putting on their show, you, Ari and the others will be heading towards the Storage Room for your escape. Now, wait here while I go have a word with the Security Chief."

I headed straight to Security. As I pushed my way through the door, the Security Chief was pouring himself some coffee. "Hey Chief. Having trouble sleeping?" I asked jokingly.

The Chief regarded me with a stern look as he took a hit from his cigar. "Sup Harry. What's the matter? One of your boys got his head stuck up your ass?" he asked with a wisp of a smile.

"Cute," I said returning the smile. "Very cute."

"What can I do for you?"

"Chief, I have some great news," I said as I gave him an even wider smile while rubbing my hands together in excitement. "I just spoke to our esteemed Director and he is feeling quite generous tonight. He is very impressed with the fine job you and your boys have been doing with security. In fact, he is so impressed with their performance that he's authorized an unscheduled treat for you and your staff tonight."

The Chief grabbed me by the shoulders. "Harry, are you fucking serious?" he asked hopfully. "Are you talking about what I'm hoping you're talking about?"

"That's right, Chief. You can let your guards know that I'm putting up my boys for a Free Fondle Night for the rest of this shift. We're also putting on a small show in the Small Theatre." I could tell the Chief was already getting a hard-on under his uniform.

"What about those two that just came in? Especially that blonde one. Are they up for grabs too?"

"Well, they just came in today and, you know, they're still going through a big adjustment and all. I wouldn't want to pressure them so soon, so ..."

"Well shit. That's just too bad. I was really looking forward to getting my hands on those golden nuggets. Either way, we're having a little trouble in the Monitor Room, so I'm gonna have to leave at least one guard on duty. He's gonna be mighty disappointed on sitting this one out."

Damn. This is not working out the way I planned. I casually put my hands in my pockets and fiddled around with some of the circuit breakers I had pulled out of the electrical panel from the Monitor Room, hoping he wouldn't notice. What the hell are we gonna do now? I'm just gonna have to improvise as we go along. "Um, Chief? Don't pull the guards just yet. We're still putting things together, so I'll let you know as soon as we're ready."

"Just say the word, Harry." As I was walking out, the Chief was already on his radio telling his officers the good news. I could hear muffled cheers of excitement from some of the guards throughout the building at hearing this most arousing news.

Free Fondle Nights were a periodic necessity to maintaining discipline among the guards. Being boylovers themselves, the temptations to reach out and touch some of the boys were always there. There's always the possibility that some of the urges can become overpowering for some of the guards, especially the newer ones. This gave them the perfect opportunity to satisfy those urges before they became too much of a problem. Of course, the No Fuck Rule always applied. And if any of the boys didn't want to participate, they didn't have to and the guards had to respect that.

Of course, the guards also had the option of coming in as actual clients and doing much more with the boys for a substantially discounted fee. Or they could just wait for these scheduled events without paying any fees, hence the term 'Free Fondle Night'. Except for Ari and Nathan, all the other boys had no problem with doing the nasty with all the guards during these occasions. They actually earned bonus points by participating. The guards get to have their sexual release and the boys get their valuable points. It was a win win.

I walked into the Living Quarters and headed straight for Ari and Nathan. "Boys, we have a slight problem."

Twenty minutes later, Small Theatre | Ari:

I peeked through the curtains of the theatre and noticed some of the guards were already trickling in through the side door. They all gathered together in front of the small stage and started talking with each other excitedly, some of them adjusting their growing boners under their tight shorts. There weren't that many seats, but the ones they did have looked soft and cushiony and were of the reclining type. The boys were still backstage getting ready. I looked over at Nathan and noticed he was still pissed off at having to agree with Harry's insistence that we be part of this Fondle thing. It would've looked kind of suspicious if he and I were the only ones to stay behind. "Nathan, you all right?"

"Yeah. I just can't get used to being completely naked all the time in front of everyone. It just isn't ... it's not natural."

I thought about Nathan's unintended contradiction. What could be more natural than being completely naked? I looked down at his penis and it was completely deflated. "Hey, I hope you weren't feeling too uncomfortable when me and you were, you know, doing it in front of the client."

"Huh? Oh, ah, pfff, of course not," he said indignantly. "You were actually aah ... I mean, I was very confort ... it wasn't unconf ... we were just ..."

I burst out laughing at Nathan's apparent embarrassment as he started sputtering with a noticeable blush and a semi-erection.

"Hey, shut the fuck up, alright?" Nathan said heatedly.

"I'm sorry Nathan," I said still laughing, staring at his growing boner. "I won't bring it UP again," I said with an exaggerated wink. Nathan then shoved me with his shoulder and unintentionally caused me to stumble out through the edge of the curtain. There was a momentary silence as all the guards noticed me with their doofus lust faces, staring at my naked body as I stood there frozen with my eyes wide. The whistles and the cat calls started right away.

"Hey Goldie Locks. How 'bout giving us a preview lap dance." "Yeah, I'll teach you how to handle my big baton." "Hey, come over here and give me some skin," the guard said reaching out to shake my hand but reaching for something much lower.

After a slight hesitation and a sheepish smile, I quickly turned around to get behind the curtain again. But Nathan held the curtain against the edge and started blocking my way. That asshole. I bent down on my knees and started crawling underneath the heavy fabric, with the unintended result of giving these men a full spread of my ass cheeks. Of course, this caused a much stronger response as they started up with even more cat calls.

"Mmmm. Hey cutie, you wanna give my hand a job?" "Hooweee. Quite a cheeky fellow, isn't he?" "We got ourselves a full moon tonight."

I stood up on the other side of the curtain and stared dagger eyes at Nathan who was leaning his forehead against the wall laughing. "Who's the one blushing now?" he cackled still laughing.

"Hey guys, get off the stage," whispered Cory as he stood in front of a line of boys. "We're about to start the show."

Nathan and I quickly ran to opposite sides of the stage as the curtains started opening. Some song started blaring through the speakers that sounded kind of familiar. As the song continued, I realized it was the opening theme from that popular TV show called Dallas. The boys started stepping onto the stage in a coordinated step routine going to the beat of the music. They were all lined up facing forward with their hands over each other's shoulders wearing small blue cowboy hats. All were wearing small dark blue sparkling cowboy boots, a silky dark blue vest with white designs, and some kind of g-string bikini with a long tube in the front which basically looked like they had a tiny blue condom stretched tightly over their boners.

The men started whooping and cheering while glued to the edge of the stage, not even bothering to take their seats. They wanted to be as close to the action as possible. The boy's coordination was impressive as they kicked their knees and their legs up and down to the music while still maintaining a perfect line. As the line of boys started rotating so that their backs were towards the audience, they grabbed their cowboy hats to cover their butts. Then starting from left to right, they performed a wave motion where each boy bent down and lifted up their hats, momentarily exposing their butts one by one.

"Whoaaa! ... Whoaaa!" the men kept intoning collectively as the boys repeated the hat wave a couple of more times. After the second hat wave, the boys performed a different wave where each hooked their fingers through their bikini strings and ripped them off of themselves one by one, throwing them towards the men who immediately erupted in cheers as they gathered the g-strings and put them to their noses to take a good whiff.

The boys started rotating their line to face forward again, but this time, they grabbed their cowboy hats and covered their balls. Then they raised their hats into the air while covering their balls with their other hands as they all did a really erotic belly dance routine. They kept alternating between covering themselves with their hands and then with their hats. Then, to the delight of the drooling men, the boys started with their hat waves again, this time exposing their boners one by one.

"Whoaaa! ... Whoaaa! ..." After the second wave, all the boys threw their cowboy hats into the air towards the men, leaving their boners completely exposed. "WHOAAA!" they all shouted wildly. Some of the men couldn't help themselves and already had their hands inside their pants rubbing their own boners. The boys then locked both arms around each other's shoulders and started kicking their knees and legs up and down again in perfect synch. Oooh, what a sight. These boys were good. I realized I had a full-blown boner and I couldn't even remember when it had gotten hard. I looked over at Nathan on the other side of the stage and noticed he was trying to cover his own boner with his wrists. Just watching their stiffies and their nuts jiggling all over the place made me want to stay in this place even longer.

Then about half of the boys ran backstage and started rolling out quite a few Rodeo Boy exercise machines onto the stage. The stage had built-in anchors where the Rodeo Boys could be safely secured so they wouldn't tip over. As soon as the other boys straddled themselves onto the seats, they turned them on to their lowest setting which caused the seats to slowly gyrate back and forth rodeo style. The men were in shock and awe as they hornily stared open-mouthed at the gyrating motions of the hips of a bunch of naked boys and the way those motions made their boners swing themselves in all sorts of erotic and irresistible ways. I had never seen anything so arousing as the boys held one hand in the air while holding on to the hand-hold with the other.

As the song started coming to an end, all the guards started pulling themselves up onto the stage. Some of the guards started stripping themselves right away. Even after the music had stopped, the boys on the Rodeo Boys kept gyrating those delicious boners to the desirable stares of all these sexually desperate men. Some of the men bent down and started chasing after those moving dicks with their mouths, managing to catch some of those boners with joyful exuberance. The fact that the machines kept shifting back and forth made the task of giving these boys their blowjobs a lot easier and a lot more exciting.

The other boys started scattering themselves among the men. Pretty soon, all the guards were being entertained by two or three boys each and the fondling came to a full swing. Everyone started spreading out to different parts of the theatre. Most of the guards took their boys to the seating area, making full use of those recliner seats. I could see several of the boy's boots sticking up over the seats in front of them as the men knelt between their legs, sucking on their hard cocks as the boys caressed the men's hair with their fingers.

"Hey! HEY!" snapped the Security Chief at one of the guards who was getting a little too passionate. "None of that. You fuck that boy and I'll fuck you up. And that goes for the rest of you!" he admonished. The Chief then returned to his arousals by focusing his attention on the boy lying on his stomach in front of him who was raising his butt for another round of licks.

My willie started getting hard - really hard. Harder than it was before. I've had a chance to see all these incredibly beautiful naked boys, but this was the first time I'd seen them getting all sexual. And for some reason that I couldn't figure out, the fact that they were doing it with older men made it even more exciting for me. This was turning out to be a full-blown sex orgy. I started getting flashbacks of Coach Larson and the things he and I were doing with each other in the shower the other day. My body started responding in ways that I just couldn't control as I gazed around the theatre with glazed eyes and my mouth partly open.

Some guards who were still on the stage had boys behind them pulling off their shirts while other boys unhooked their belts and pulled down their shorts and underwear to suck their dicks. One guard was sitting against the wall with a couple of young boys on each side, fondling each of their little stiffies as they played with his hard dick and balls, while at the same time sucking on a third young boy standing right in front of him. There were two boys desperately kissing and Frenching each other as two guards knelt down on opposite ends giving each of the boys a thorough rim job.

This must be like the boylover's holy grail for these men. It was their version of sexual paradise. And still, it must be frustrating for them not being able to fuck any of the boys. And the clients must have to pay a ton of money to be part of this fantasy island where they can satisfy their most wildest sexual desires with their choice of boys. I could see how these boys could easily get addicted to all this sex. I started to feel a little more compassionate for Coach Larson as I remembered what he told me about how he felt when he was kicked out of here. He must've felt so miserable and lonely. I still can't believe the coach spent his entire bonus to send that message to us through that client. That must've been a great sacrifice for him.

I was so hypnotized by all the action that I didn't notice one of the guards heading my way until he was standing right in front of me, hungrily staring at my naked body. "Hey cutie, wanna come out and play?" I could feel the back of his finger rubbing against one of my nipples as he tested the waters, so to speadk. I wanted to push him away, but that felt good. And he was ... he was cute. He had light brown hair parted down the middle with a feathered hairstyle which gave him a boyish look. His body looked pretty hot and he had the sexiest smile.

Not sensing any resistance, the guard started rubbing his hands over my bare chest. "My God, you are THE most beautiful and hottest boy I've ever seen in my life." He reached down and started fondling my dick and nut sack with both hands. "German? Swedish? Polish?"

"Huh?" I managed to blurt out shakily in a high squeal.

He walked behind me and started kissing my shoulder as he rubbed his hands up and down my butt. Then he brought his hands around and continued fondling me. "Oooh man, your body is so hot." I could hear his gasping exhales in my ear as a result of his growing arousal. Is that a Lifesaver I smell in his mouth? "Oooh man, I want you. Can I have you? I wanna fuck you sooo bad. Are you one of the ... are you one of the fuckable ones? Can I fuck you right now? Please say yes," he pleaded in my ear softly.

"Yesss," I responded without even realizing what I was saying yes to. I leaned my head back and started losing myself in my own sexual sensations. I reached back with my hands and started rubbing his boner that was almost bursting through his shorts. I could hear the guard desperately unbuckling his belt at my most welcome response. He managed to pull down his shorts and underwear and started gliding his boner up an down my butt crack looking for my hole.

At that moment, Harry and Nathan started walking towards us. "Sorry guy," said Harry apologetically. "This boy needs to come with me right away."

"What? But why?" the guard asked desperately. "I was ... I was just about to ..."

"It seems the Director wants to have a little fun of his own with this boy and wants to see him personally and well, he outranks you. So, sorry."

As we were walking away, the guard had a look of anguished disbelief. I had never seen someone as desperately disappointed as the look on the guard's face. I felt for the guy as he realized he had just been robbed of a most pleasurable experience with, according to him, the most hottest boy he had ever seen. I took a deep breath as I brought myself out of my own delirium. This is not like me. I need to start being more careful and stop letting myself get sexually hypnotized like this. If there's going to be any hypnotizing, it's gonna be coming from me.

"Ari, there's a guard out there in front of the Storage Room. I've already sent a couple of boys out there to try to distract him and lure him away, but he just won't bite."

Damn. This guard must be a well-disciplined employee, not easily distracted by a couple of naked boys. Well, as I've come to learn, everyone has their weaknesses. Wait'll he gets a load of me. "Alright, Harry. I'll take care of it," I said confidently with a tone of conceit.

"I bet you will," chimed in Nathan with a grin. "With that body, it shouldn't be too hard."

"On the contrary," I said returning the smile. "It's going to get VERY hard."

"Go get'm tiger. And don't leave any prisoners."

"Raarrr," I roared softly as I clawed at Nathan's chest playfully.

"Thanks, Ari," said a smiling Harry. "You're a real charmer. Nathan, here. Take one of the radios. While Ari is taking care of the guard, go gather the other boys and get ready to move as soon as I give the word. Use channel 3. And don't let any of the guards see you with it."

Nathan looked at his naked body. "Harry, I don't exactly have any pockets. Where am I supposed to hide it?"

"Just put it under your arm pits, or something."

"Harry," I said as Nathan walked away. "I think I'm gonna need Andy's help with this one. Can you send him over?"

Harry looked around. "There he is." Andy was kneeling with a guard lying on his back between his legs on a recliner giving him a blow job as the guard caressed his butt and everything in between. "ANDY! ANDY, OVER HERE!"

Andy immediately popped his boner out of the guard's mouth and jogged over, leaving a disappointed guard looking for other boys. "What's up, Harry?"

"Ari needs your help. He'll explain. I need to go talk to Nathan and the other boys. It's almost time for you all to leave. Ari, we'll be keeping an eye out for you and Andy. As soon as you lure the guard away, we'll make our move. At the first opportunity, you boys high tail it out of there and meet us in the Storage Room."

"Harry," Andy said sadly. "Can I ... will I have time to say goodbye to Cory before I leave?"

Harry put his hand on Cory's shoulder. "I'm not sure, buddy. But I promise I'll do everything I can to get you back here, okay?"

Andy nodded gratefully. "I'm gonna miss you too Hairy Balls."

Harry cupped Andy's cheek with his hand. "Don't worry. I'm almost certain you're gonna be back here in a couple of days. Now go on."

"Hairy Balls?" I asked Andy as Harry walked away.

He shrugged his shoulders. "It's a long story. It all started when Erik first got ..."

I put my hand up for him to stop before he got on a roll. "You can tell me later." I started explaining my plan to Andy. He looked at me with surprise after I was done explaining. "Ari, really? You're gonna do that? For this being your first day, you sure have some balls," he said looking down at my balls with a cute smile. We walked out of the theatre and headed towards the lone guard standing dutifully in front of the Storage Room. So, he's not biting, huh? Well, I've got a hook so juicy that he won't be able to resist. As soon as we got within hearing distance, I nudged Andy with my elbow for him to start. Andy started talking rapidly and incessantly and did not disappoint.

"Ahem, yeah, like I was saying Ari, while I was hanging upside down from the monkey bars, those two guards were practically kissing each other as one of them was sucking my dick and the other one was licking my butt hole and well, one of the guard's boner was just twitching there right in front of my face and what was I supposed to do, NOT suck it? I've never done an upside down sixty nine before and that guard's tongue was, hooo man, I don't know who he's been practicing on but my dick was on FIRE! And after they were done, one of them says Hey little boy, can I fuck you? And I said Sure, go for it. But the other guard said that that was against the rules and then other guard was like Aw, come on dude. He said I could so don't be such a dick and I said Yeah, dude, don't be such a dick. I want him to fuck me and then the other guard - the one who was being a dick, got a call on his radio and got all excited and said something about the Director suspending the No Fuck Rule just for tonight. And THEN ..."

I could tell that the guard was listening very attentively. Then he walked over to us with a stern look. "What are you boys doing out here? You're supposed to be either in the theatre or in your living quarters."

Andy reacted as if he had just noticed the guard. "Oh, hi mister. Ari here is new. Today's actually his first day. As you can tell by his really big boner," he said indicating with his hand. "he's feeling pretty horny right now but he's feeling a little bit, you know ... bashful," he said whispering the last word while blocking his mouth with his hand. "There's just too many people around. We're heading down to the Weight Room so we can fool around with each other a little bit where it's much more private, know what I mean? Harry said it was okay as long as you were willing to go and unlock it for us. Can you unlock it for us? Pleeeese?"

The guard looked conflicted, but suspicious at the same time. "That doesn't sound like something Harry would do. Maybe I should go ask him first just to make sure you boys aren't lying to me."

Shit. I need to bring this up a notch. "Okay, well we'll just wait for you right here." I turned around and bent down to scratch my ankle, giving the guard a full view of my full moon and making sure part of my balls were sticking out from behind. "Man, I've been having this wicked itch on my ankle all day." I'll have this guard eating out of my ass in no time.

The guard stopped in his tracks and put his hands on his hips. "Why are you boys acting all frisky and flirty with me all of a sudden? What are you boys up to?"

Seriously? Is he on to us already? Why is this guy being such a prude? He must be feeling a little horny. Why else would he be working here? I need to start being a little more creative. "Oh, I'm sorry mister," I said. "I was trying to be flirty with Andy here." I gave him my sexiest and most irresistible smile. "I'm just feeling so horny right now." I pushed Andy against the wall and pressed my naked body against his. "Follow my lead," I whispered in Andy's ear as I started grinding my boner against his as I caressed his hip with my knee. From the look on Andy's face, I could tell he was more than happy to follow along. "So Andy, what else were you doing with those guards?"

Andy became animated again. "Oh yeah! And THEN the guards started taking turns fucking me up the ass doggy style while I sucked on the other guard's fat boner. And it felt sooo goood. It didn't take long before ..."

As Andy kept talking, I took a quick glance at the guard. He was still standing there with his hands on his hips with a stern look. Oh, come on dude. What's it going to take for me to get a reaction out of you. I'm throwing you my fullest sexual prowess and everything. You should've taken the bait by now. I studied the details of some of the equipment attached to his utility belt and focused on one particular item sticking out clumsily out of its pouch. How untidy of him. Am I ready to take this to the next level? I'm gonna have to. There's no other choice. Alright. It's time to raise the ante. You wanna play hard ball? Let the games begin.

"Wow, really? I've never been fucked before. I wonder if it'll feel just as good. You know, some of the guards in the theatre wanted to fuck me, but they were all being way to rough with me and well, I started getting really scared. There were just too many of them. I wish a least one of them would've been gentle with me. Someone who would treat me really nice and teach me how to do all these things the right way. I want my first time to be nice and slow and special, you know?"

Andy responded right on que with a knowing grin. "Hey! Why don't you ask this guard right here? He looks pretty nice. Hey mister, would you like to give my friend here some private lessons on the pleasures of sex and give him his first fuck?"

"Oh, would you mister?" I said giving him a powerful expression of arousal as I slowly licked my lips from one side to the other. "You look like you're pretty experienced. Are you? You wanna teach me everything you know on how to get all sexual?"

The guard suddenly had a much different demeanor as he stood there with a lusty stare and his mouth slightly open. "Did you say your first fuck?" he said faintly with doey eyes. "Um, are you sure the other guard said that the Director had lifted the No Fuck Rule?" Oh yeah, I could smell the sweet scent of victory.

"Yeah. They wouldn't have fucked me if he didn't, right? And you should see what's going on in the theatre right now. Man, it's a total fuck fest in there. You're really missing out. Why'd they put you out here anyways? Did you draw the short straw or something?"

"And you boys said it was okay with Harry if you went into the Weight Room?"

"Yupp."

The guard looked pensive as if he was debating what he should do. I walked over to him and decided to lock in the deal. I grabbed his hand and wrapped his fingers around my boner. "You'll be gentle with me, won't you?" I said looking up at him with a feline grin.

The guard looked at his watch, then over his shoulder. "Alright boys. Follow me," he said as he took out his key ring and walked briskly towards the Weight Room.

As we stepped right behind him, I whispered in Andy's ear. "Hey, pretend you're getting sick and go find Harry and the others. I'll be there as soon as I can." Andy immediately played along as he started rubbing his stomach.

"Ari, wait up." Andy bent over and staggered against the wall. "My stomach feels like it wants to explode. I think it was those chicken fingers we had for dinner."

The guard stopped and turned around. "What's the matter?"

Andy started making retching noises. "I think I'm gonna throw up," he said with a disgusted look. "I need to find a bathroom fast," he said as he ran off holding his hand over his mouth with inflated cheeks. I was impressed with his convincing acting skills.

"He said it was the chicken fingers."

"Will he be all right?"

"Yeah. He'll be fine. There's no reason we can't go in there by ourselves. Wouldn't you like that? Just you and me in there by ourselves. It'll be more fun." I gave the guard my sexiest pose. He was no longer holding himself back from showering me with his most lustful expressions.

"Mmmm, I agree wholeheartedly. God, you're so hot. You want gentle? I'll give you a nice and slow gentle. Come on." The guard headed towards the Weight Room with a lot more vigor. As soon as we got there, the guard was desperately trying to find the right key. He kept looking down at my boner salaciously as he kept inserting one key after another. When he finally found the right key, he quickly walked in and waited for me to enter before shutting the door and locking it.

The guard immediately started stripping his clothes off. He looked pretty handsome for an older guy. He wasn't as cute as the other guard who was trying to seduce me in the theatre, but this fellow wasn't too bad. I suddenly felt a pang of guilt as I started thinking about Julian and how he would feel about all of this. I missed him so much and I couldn't wait to see him again. I decided I wasn't gonna let myself get any pleasure out of this. This guard was just a tool for us to get out of here.

I casually walked over and stood right in front of the guard's shorts on the ground. I bent over and started scratching my ankle pretending I still had that itch I had mentioned earlier. Without him noticing, I quickly pulled out that item I had noticed sticking out of his utility belt and closed my hand over it. Now comes the hard part.

By now, the guard's giant boner was bouncing up and down as he guided me to one of the work benches and had me lie down facing up with my legs spread open. Good lord, he's gonna put that oversized sausage into my tiny hole? I winced at the thought. He pushed my legs up and positioned himself for the jackpot. I took a deep breath and wondered how in the world I had let myself get into this fine mess.

He reached behind him and grabbed a small tube with some kind of lubricant in it. Where the hell did he get that from? Probably had it in his pocket. I tensed at the feel of the cold gelatinous liquid as it oozed down between my legs. I felt the tip of his cut boner as he glided it up and down and around my butt hole, trying to get it all lubricated. Am I really ready to let this happen? And then I felt him inside of me. "Ooow, not so fast. You promised slow and gentle, remember?" I whimpered.

"Sorry kid. You're right. Slow and gentle."

I could feel his dick slowly sliding deeper inside of me. Then he started sliding it in and out in very slow rhythmic motions, causing me to grip my fingers tightly on the edge of the bench. I was trying to block some of the pain by thinking about Julian and trying to pretend it was him who was fucking me. The guard started moaning out loud as he started pumping into me faster and faster. A lot of confusing thoughts and emotions started going through my head. I started feeling distracted as I looked at the man's face and felt myself getting aroused by the look of arousal on his face. I felt proud of myself for being able to find all these skills on how to use the beauty of my body to melt away at that stubborn resistance the guard was putting up earlier.

So how am I gonna know when it's time for me to make my move. There's no way I'm gonna be able to do anything from this position. I need to get the ball rolling. Nathan and the others are counting on me and I can't let them down. The guard looked like he was getting close to orgasm. I pulled his head down and started kissing him. Aw, bleeaj. I wanted to gag at the disgusting smell of his stinking breath. "Don't cum just yet. Can I fuck you? Let me fuck you first," I gasped trying not to puke in his face. The guard nodded as he wiped away his sweat with his arm.

We exchanged positions, but instead of having him lie down facing up, I asked him to lie facing down on his stomach. I grabbed the lubricant and squeezed a few drops over his butt hole. I suddenly started feeling a little queasy in my stomach when I realized that I really didn't want to stick my willie in this man's hole. I lowered my body down onto his back and started moving my boner between his legs without sticking it in. The guard started moaning again from the pleasurable sensations. Okay, here's your chance. WAIT! Is it? Go for it. Just do it. Shit! What do I do?

Without thinking about it any longer, I opened my fist where I was holding the thick zip tie that I had slipped out of the guard's utility belt. The guard's hand was positioned right where I wanted it and he had his face turned the other way. Without making any sudden moves, I slowly slipped the zip tie under the metal leg of the work bench that was bolted to the ground and inserted the tip through the locking slit on the other end. This was it. The moment of truth. In one quick motion, I tightened the zip tie over his wrist as hard as I could.

His reaction was immediate as he bolted upwards knocking me to the ground. "YOU SON OF A BITCH. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?" He started pulling and twisting his wrist frantically against the zip tie trying to free himself. "I knew you little pricks were up to something." The guard reached with his foot to where he had dropped his shorts and started dragging them towards him. I quickly reached out and yanked them away. I unhooked his radio and scrambled to the door. I yanked it open and got as far away from this really pissed off guard screaming out for help.

As I approached the Storage Room, I could see Harry peeking out from inside the door. He started signaling for me to hurry. "Ari, what happened? I was getting worried. What took you so long?"

"Sorry Harry. I had to go through a few humps," I said with a wry smile. "I zip-tied the guard's wrist on the work bench in the Weight Room."

"Wow. That was risky. Good job, but it may not last very long. Come on. We gotta hurry. It's almost time for the shift change." We ran in and joined Nathan and the others standing in front of the walk-in cooler. Let's see, there's Nathan, Erik, Zack, Andy - I guess everyone's here. They were all wearing regular shorts, white T-shirts, and tennie shoes. The Storage Room was huge with rows of tall shelves rising almost to the ceiling. "Ari, take these and get dressed while I go and release the panel that's inside the walk-in," Harry said handing me a pile of clothes and shoes. "I won't have any of my boys streaking out of here butt naked."

As I was getting dressed, Harry tried pulling on the fake electrical outlet from the side of the walk-in. When it wouldn't budge, he kicked it with his shoe and pulled away the broken pieces. He stuck his hand in and tried turning the lever that would release the panel. Harry started straining with great effort when the lever wouldn't turn. "Stupid me. I was turning it the wrong way" Harry then turned around and gave us a triumphant look. "I got it."

"Hold it right there, Harry!" My heart jumped up to my throat as we all turned around to see the guard running towards us holding a taser. "Step away from there NOW or this boy goes down!" he said pointing the taser at me menacingly. How the hell did he free himself so quickly?

"Hey, put that thing away, you FOOL," Harry snapped furiously. "You use that thing on any of the boys and you'll end up killing them."

"I'm not taking any orders from you, Harry. I only respond to the Director and he's gonna be very interested to hear what you all are doing here. I don't know what the hell's going on, but I'm putting an end to it right now. You and the boys come with me and nobody gets hurt." The guard came up to me with a sadistic smile and gripped my arm forcefully. "Don't worry, golden boy. You and I will be alone together once again and finish what we started, and a lot more." His menacing voice and his stinking breath sent chills up my spine.

Suddenly, Nathan pulled me back and stood in front of me, shoving the guard's arm forcefully away from me. "Yeah, well you're gonna have to get through me first," Nathan said trying to stare him down. The guard stepped back angrily and pointed the taser at Nathan, getting ready to shoot.

"WAIT!" shouted Harry. "Wait. Alright, you win. We surrender. Just, please, put that taser down or point it at me. Don't hurt any of the boys. Please."

Then I started hearing a whirring noise coming from a distance. We all looked around. What in the world is that and where is it coming from? It sounds like it's getting closer and closer. And then we all saw it. A stand-up forklift came from around the walk-in swerving left and right towards us at high speeds with a terrified looking Erik trying frantically to get it under control. Oh my God, that kid's gonna get himself killed. "MOVE! MOVE!" I shouted as we all scrambled to get out of the way.

Erik was rapidly losing control of the forklift as it careened and crashed into the shelf next to us. With an ominous groan of weakened metal, the tall shelf slowly but surely started tilting towards us. Boxes of all sizes started raining down on us as Harry quickly started shoving everyone into the walk-in. We closed our eyes tight at the noise of the shelf crashing against the top edge of the walk-in. Harry, Nathan and I quickly ran out to get Erik. Oh my God. The forklift was covered half way with boxes and was pinned down by the metal frame of the shelf.

"Erik! Erik, are you all right? Say something!" Harry yelled all panicking as we all started removing boxes out of the way. Erik looked both terrified and exhilarated at the same time. He seemed to be unharmed. Luckily, the frame of the forklift had protected him from the mangled metal and any falling debris.

"Harry, I'm sorry," Erik cried out wide-eyed. "I didn't mean to knock down that shelf. It ... it was an accident. I was only trying to help!"

Harry pulled him tightly against his chest. "Oh Erik. You scared the shit out of me. What in the world were you thinking? You could've gotten yourself killed!" Erik started crying loudly. "Hey, hey, shhh. I'm sorry little buddy. I'm not mad at you. I'm just so glad you're all right." He put his hands over Erik's cheeks and brought his head up. "Hey, you actually saved us. We were just about ready to surrender to that guard when you came rolling in. That was a very brave thing you did and that took a lot of balls. You saved the day. You're a hero."

"I did? I am?" he asked with a widening grin as he wiped his eyes.

"God, I'm gonna miss you so much," Harry said wiping a tear as he hugged Erik tightly trying not to choke up.

As Harry and Erik continued with their special moment, Nathan tapped me from behind and pointed to the guard trying clumsily to dig himself out of the boxes that had fallen on top of him. Most of the boxes contained plastic cups and napkins, so they weren't very heavy.

"Ari, here. Take this," Nathan said holding up the guard's taser for me to grab it. He pointed his head towards the guard. "Go on. Let him have it. He's all yours."

I grabbed the taser and stared at it for a moment. I started feeling angry. If this asshole would've shot Nathan with this, it might have killed him. And he probably would've done it if it weren't for Erik saving our asses. And I'm sure he knew that it could've been lethal for him. I casually walked over to the guard as he was pushing the last box off of him. His eyes widened as he noticed the taser in my hand. Before he could say anything, I pulled the trigger and watched with satisfaction as two lancers shot out and gave him the shock of his life. "Bastard. You need to brush your teeth more often you mother fucker." After he was incapacitated, Nathan threw him on his stomach and bound his hands together with another zip tie.

We all ran into the walk-in and locked it from the inside. Harry and Nathan quickly removed the loosened panel and shoved everyone through and into a small room with a small well protruding upwards from the floor. We all stood around the well as Harry started turning the metal wheel to unlock the cover. As soon as he lifted the cover, a smiling and relieved Coach Larson stuck his head up through the opening.

"Oh, thank God," they both said to each other at the same time.

Chapter 15
Broken Promises and Forbidden Fruits

Ari:

Coach Larson climbed out of the well and gave Harry a tight bear hug, each of them slapping each other's back. "Randy, it's good to see you, my boy," Harry said affectionately.

"Harry, you look good. How have you been?"

"I've been better, but I'm sure glad to see you made it."

The coach came over and gave me a more intimate and longer hug. At least that's how it felt to me. "Ari! Great job. I'm glad you boys made it."

I put my hand on the coach's shoulder. "Thanks for coming for us coach," I said smiling.

Coach smiled back and playfully gave me a light slap on the cheek. He quickly walked over to Nathan. He put his hand up to block the coach from giving him a hug. Then with a crooked smile, he pulled the coach towards him and gave him a quick hug with a loud slap on the back. "Thanks for not abandoning us, dude. I guess I won't be gutting you after all. At least not yet," he said with a crooked smile.

"I'll keep that in mind." Randy looked at the other boys. "I take it these are the boys that are coming with us? I recognize two of them. Harry, who's the third one?"

"Randy, I'd like you to meet Andy. Andy, this is Randy." Andy snickered at the funny rhyme as he shook the coach's hand. "Randy, I need your help. I need you to take care of Andy for a few days. He's not safe here. Can you do that for me?"

The coach hesitated. "What? Harry, I… maybe that wouldn't be such good idea. I don't think I can…"

"It's just for a few days. As soon as we get the new Director installed, you can bring him right back, okay? Look, we don't have that much time for me to explain. The new shift is about to start and someone's gonna start banging on that door pretty soon. I've prepared some information for you that'll explain everything."

Harry handed the coach a large envelope. "Everything you need to know is in here. As soon as you and the boys get to your car, I need you to read this thoroughly. It is critical, and I mean critical that you follow these instructions to the letter. The survival of this Agency and the survival of you and the boys will depend on how closely you follow these instructions. I didn't have time to encrypt this so as soon as you read it, you have to burn it. All of it."

"All right Harry. I promise."

Harry turned to Andy. "Andy, you're gonna be staying with Randy for a few days. When it's safe for you to come back, I'll call him and tell him to bring you right back, okay?" Andy nodded.

BANG BANG BANG! "Harry, open this door. NOW!" yelled an angry sounding guard from outside the walk-in.

"There's your que. Time to go. Hurry. Go go go."

"Nathan," the coach whispered loudly. "You take point. I'll be the last one to come down."

"Got it." As Nathan started climbed down, coach directed Andy, Erik and Zack to follow him. I quickly followed and stopped as we were suddenly bathed in darkness when Harry closed the hatch.

"It's okay boys," coach said soothingly as he pulled out and switched on a small flashlight. "Just hold on tight to the metal rungs and take it slow one step at a time."

"Eeew! What is that smell?" All the boys under me started complaining about the awful stink. One of the boy's foot slipped off the rail causing him to almost fall. Luckily, he was able to hold on tight and regain his footing.

"I swear, if any of you pip squeaks falls on me, I'm gonna be totally pissed," whispered Nathan from below. The boys started chuckling. "Hey, I ain't bullshitting you?" This just made the boys laugh a little louder.

"Alright, guys. Let's keep it quiet and carry on," I whispered loudly.

The well suddenly started getting brighter as I realized someone was opening the hatch again. "Ari," hissed the coach, "here, take my keys and the flashlight. Take the envelope too. When you get to the bottom, you boys take the tunnel on the left and keep walking until you reach the opening in front of a small creek. Go left again and follow the creek until you find my car. If I don't make it, you guys take off without me."

"But coach, we can't just…"

"No arguments. You have to go. NOW!" he snapped loudly, no longer bothering to whisper his words.

We all started climbing down faster and faster. I could hear loud shouts and sounds of Harry struggling with some guards above as he tried to yell something down to the coach. "Randy, lock it from your end. Lock it from the inside!"

I could hear some more struggling as coach tried desperately to forcibly close the hatch. I finally reached the bottom and joined the rest of the group who were waiting nervously with a disgusted look on their faces.

"Augh," protested Andy. "Is this poop? Are we walking on people's shit? That's what we're smelling, isn't it. That is so disgusting."

"No Andy," said Zack. "You just forgot to wipe your ass, that's all," he said sarcastically.

"Quiet, the lot of you," I hissed. I ran over to Nathan and opened my hands revealing the coach's keys. "Nathan, coach told me how to get out of here and where to find his car. He said that if he didn't make it, for us to just take off without him."

"Take off? To WHERE?" asked Nathan desperately. We both looked down at the large envelope in my hand.

"Maybe this will tell us."

I quickly went over and looked up the shaft to see what was happening. "AAAH!" I yelled in surprise. I barely had time to jump out of the way as the coach came crashing down from above, landing on his back and splashing shit all over all of our clothes. We all raised our hands in disgust as we saw sploshes of shit oozing down our tee shirts and shorts. Coach started groaning in pain as the muck started soaking into his own clothes. We all ran over and knelt down next to him.

"Coach! Coach Larson! Are you alright? Are you hurt? Say something!" I asked desperately trying to decide whether or not I should touch him. The coach was straining to take in some air and refill his lungs after having the wind knocked out of him.

"Oooooh fuck," he managed to say in a hoarse voice. "I'm gonna be so sore in the morning, aren't I? At least I was able to get that latch locked. Ari, Nathan - help me up, will you?" he said reaching up with his arms.

"Coach, are you sure you can move? What if you broke something?" asked Nathan with concern.

"Well, there's only one way to find out, isn't there? Come on. Just pull me up slowly."

We pulled him up and held him steady as coach looked at his clothes in disgust and started moving his body parts experimentally, wincing in pain when he tried taking some steps. "Ow! Ow! It feels like my left leg got busted. You guys are gonna have to help me get to the car. I'll be able to hop on one leg."

"Alright. Ari, I'll get him from the left and you get him from the right," said Nathan. "Don't worry coach. We'll get you to your car even if we have to drag your sorry ass."

"Well, that's a comforting thought," mumbled the coach. "And by the way, you can stop calling me coach. From now on, all of you will call me Randy, is that clear?"

"Got it, Coach Randy," I said jokingly.

"No no no. Not Coach Randy. Just Randy."

"Okay just Randy."

"Whenever you boys are ready," he said with a painful laugh.

We exited through a grate from an opening on the side of a hill. When we got out to the creek, we all started splashing some cold water on our clothes trying to wash out as much shit as we could. As soon as we got to the car, Randy drove us a couple of miles away from the Agency and parked under a street lamp. Nathan was in the front and I was in the back with the rest of the boys who were shivering from the cold. Because of the strong smell, Randy had no choice but to roll down the windows.

"Oh God, why does this f-f feel familiar," asked Andy with his teeth chattering. "I don't suppose you have a t-t-t towel with you."

"Sorry kid. I wish I did. Right now I'll close the windows and turn on the heater, okay?" Randy opened up the envelope and started looking through the contents using his flashlight to shine on the pages. "Okay, let's see here," he said pulling out some pages with handwritten instructions. "Hmm hm. Okay, that makes sense. Wow, I didn't know that. These people really know what they're doing." Randy kept mumbling to himself as he kept reading several pages.

"Coach… I mean, Randy. Your killing me. What the hell does it say?" Nathan pleaded with unrestrained curiosity.

"Just… hold on a minute! I'm still reading."

After a couple of excruciating minutes, Randy finally put the pages down and looked at me and Nathan. "Well boys, it looks like it's not over yet. But almost. I won't be able to take you guys home just yet. Here's the deal. The Agency's Board of Directors have decided to replace the current Director. They were not aware that he was the one orchestrating the kidnapping of boys or that he's been taking some of the boys home with him. In fact, I wasn't aware of that myself. I thought it was all legit.

"The Board was so furious about the high exposure risk to the Agency from his blatant disregard of procedures that they're executing a little sting operation on him, maybe right at this very moment. Now, I'm not supposed to be telling you boys this, but I think you're gonna find out pretty soon anyways. The Agency employs a small team of experts who are very skilled at making people… disappear, just for these types of situations."

"What?" I said aghast. "They're gonna kill the director?"

"No, no. Nothing so dramatic. There's a sergeant from a nearby police department who's part of the Agency and also part of this team. When the Director leaves the Agency, this sergeant will follow him on his patrol car and flash his lights on him and get him to pull over. The Team will roll in, he'll be sedated and gagged and flown to somewhere around the world.

"They'll place him in a car loaded with incriminating magazines and cassettes of naked boys and maybe some bags of some white stuff just to sweeten the deal. This loser will soon find himself locked up in a designated prison in some obscure foreign country. The Warden won't ask any questions as long as they keep him entertained with a small harem of boys at their local Agency. This Director will not be coming back for a long time, I guarantee."

"So why can't you take us home yet?" asked Erik.

"Well, we can't just take you and Zack home and drop you off on your front porch, now can we? Your parents will faint, they'll call the police, questions will be asked, there'll be investigations, reporters will swarm all over you boys… you get the picture."

"Yeah, you're right. That wouldn't be a smart thing to do," remarked Nathan. "So now what?"

"So, we lay low just for a while." Randy reached into the envelope and grabbed a key. "We get to stay at a fancy hotel for the night. Tomorrow afternoon, I'm supposed to take you all to the Director's home to meet up with the Sergeant and his Team. Erik and Zack, the official story will be that the Director had personally kidnapped you boys and was keeping you at his home as sex slaves. There will be absolutely no mention of this or any other Agency.

"When you're interviewed by the police, they'll probably separate you when they start asking you questions. So, before that happens, the Team will talk to the both of you and coach you on exactly what to say to make sure your stories are the same. The report will say that there was an anonymous tip about you guys and that the Director has escaped and hasn't been found yet."

"So, when do we get to go home?" asked Zack.

"The Team will make sure your stories match the crime scene. They'll walk you guys around the entire house so you can familiarize yourselves with everything inside. That way you'll have a credible story when you're questioned by the police. Once the Team is satisfied that everything is set, they'll take off and the sergeant will call in the cavalry to come rescue you.

"When all the police arrive, they'll find you boys locked in some dark room. Maybe they'll have you boys tied up and gagged just to make it look good. Then you'll be taken to the hospital to make sure you boys are okay, they'll call your parents to come pick you up, and you get to go home."

"Man, Julian is gonna be so happy to see you, Zack. I wish I could be there to see the look on his face," I said with a wonderous smile.

"Well, I don't know if that's gonna be possible. Listen Ari, the Sergeant will want to talk to you also, just to make sure we're all on the same page. Any communications with Julian will have to be through school or on the phone. They're gonna want you to stay away from his house and avoid any contact with Zack for a while just to make sure none of you say something out loud to each other that may draw suspicions."

"Alright coach… I mean, Randy. I understand."

Randy stared at Nathan thoughtfully. "Nathan, actually I think it would be a good idea if I took you home right now. I need you to contact Julian. If you can't get a hold of him tonight, you get in touch with him tomorrow morning as early as possible before school. I need you to fill him in on what's going on so that he's prepared when the shit hits the fan. Tell him whatever you want about what you boys went through at the Agency, but make sure you tell him exactly what I just told you guys. Can you do that?"

"Okay Randy. I'll take care of it. Besides, it'll save me a serious tongue lashing from my old man for not coming home tonight."

"Oh, and by the way. You know that little sting operation I assigned to Julian, Adam, and Tim with Mr. Johnson? Well, the little devils pulled it off."

"Are you serious?" I exclaimed clapping my hands. "That's totally wicked."

"Yup, I got myself a camera roll of the boys being fondled by Mr. Johnson. He must have a very expensive camera cause the photo came out pretty sharp. I couldn't stop staring at the boy's…" Randy stopped talking when he noticed how Nathan was looking at him. "Um, anyways, the operation didn't go exactly as planned. Mr. Johnson's been arrested."

"What? Why? What happened?" I asked.

"Something about the boys running out of his garage naked and him chasing after them. Some guy who was driving by when this happened called the cops and turned him in. It's a long story. Unfortunately, Mr. Johnson was a top candidate to be the new Director at the Agency. In fact, they still want him. Luckily, the Assistant District Attorney is a regular customer at the Agency. They'll probably send the Sergeant to talk to him, maybe offer him a Gold Membership or something if he can find a way to get Mr. Johnson's charges dropped. So, I've told you everything I know. You boys have any questions for me?"

"Yeah," said Nathan. "You said earlier that you didn't know where this Agency was. How the hell did you find us?"

"Yeah well, after I left you guys at the Agency and the delivery truck dropped me off, I went straight to the bank to cash in my fat bonus. I got a hold of this guy I know who used to be at the Agency with me when we were kids and I made him an offer he couldn't refuse. I gave him the money so he could go in as a client and told him to give you that message when he went to see you guys."

"Oh, you mean Mr. Shakespeare?" I asked with a groan.

Randy started laughing. "Yes, Mr. Shakespeare. Sorry boys. He may be a weasel, but he sure is a sophisticated weasel, isn't he? But most importantly, what I really wanted was to follow the little weasel around that maze he had to go through around town right to the back of the designated department store. When he got in the truck, I just followed it. Easy peesy."

"You gave up all that money to come save us?" I asked.

Coach just shrugged his shoulders. "It was the right thing to do."

I regarded him with a greater appreciation for his selfless act. "Wait," I said. "Why didn't you just drop us off at the loading dock and let us go by ourselves? You could've just followed us then."

"No because the driver of that delivery truck wouldn't have taken you boys unless I was riding with you. And that was to prevent me from doing exactly what you just said. See, they always select a different spot from where to load the passengers. These people are not stupid."

By now, Erik, Zack and Andy had huddled together sharing their body warmth and started dozing off.

"Randy, one more question. It looked like you and Harry knew each other. Was he there with you when you were a kid?"

"Ari, remember when I told you my story about when I ran away when I was a kid? Harry was that teenager who let me play games with him and kept taking me out to lunch. He's the one who recruited me."

"Whoa. He must've been pretty awesome back then."

"He still is." Randy grabbed a lighter from the console and opened his door. He flicked the lighter under the envelope with the instructions inside and made sure it was completely engulfed in flames on the ground. "Alright," said Randy turning on the car. "Nathan, here's the address to the hotel in case something happens and you need to get ahold of me. Let's get you home so we can get ourselves to the hotel and get some shut-eye."

*** --- ***

Forty minutes later, Holiday Inn | Randy (Coach Larson):

"Zack, can you grab that duffel bag from the trunk."

Zack strained to lift the heavy bag. "Jeez, what do you have in here, a dead body or something?"

I looked up at the rooms from the bottom of the staircase from the parking lot and looked at the room number on the key. Son of a bitch. Damn it. They just had to get us a room on the second floor, didn't they? After dropping off Nathan, it was going to be up to Ari and the other boys to help me up the stairs. I sure hope they don't drop me.

At least the Agency had made these arrangements in advance so I didn't have to go to the front desk with all these boys and draw any suspicions. The scene looked kind of comical as Erik and Andy kept bumping into each other, scattering and regrouping trying to find the best spot to help me up the stairs. Ari was the one pulling most of the weight with his arm around my waist. Man, that felt good.

I couldn't help myself as I started getting an erection when Andy kept putting his hands on my ass to push me up. My boner started getting even harder when I realized that we were all gonna have to take a good shower and wash all this shit off before going to bed. My God, the thought of watching these heart-throbbing boy joys stripping their clothes off and watching the water flowing down their naked bodies was making my head swim. And the possibility of being able to watch Ari naked once again… (Gulp).

I shook my head to try to get these thoughts out of my mind. I can't think like that anymore. I just can't go through this again. I promised myself that I'd stop. I won't be able to trust myself. Just looking at their beautiful faces is enough to… and seeing their faces together with their naked bodies… maybe they'll ask me to lather them up? Maybe we can all squeeze into the shower together and…

No, stop it. Stop thinking about that. Think about something else. Think about Harry. I wonder what's happened to him. I sure hope he's alright. At least they were able to keep the Director from taking Andy home with him. That sweet little blonde boy with the longish hair and that sexy body and… I wonder how he looks naked.

I could feel my breathing getting faster when I remembered that this little sex toy will actually be spending a few days and nights with me in my own house. Where will he sleep? Well, where else? With me, of course. No, NO. I need to get these images out of my mind. Damn it Harry, why did you have to do this to me?

The boys kept staring up at the stars and at the almost full moon. The poor little guys haven't been out in the open air in months. "Wow. We're really high," exclaimed Zack looking down over the rails as we stepped onto the walkway. Before I knew it, we were at the door of the hotel room with my arm around Ari's shoulder. "The key is in one of my pockets."

"I'll get it," said Andy from behind me. Instead of checking one pocket at a time, Andy reached his arms around me and stuck both hands in my pockets at the same time. His hands started digging around. Having some change and other stuff in my pockets, he had to do a little probing to find the key. Ooooh my, that felt so arousing. His probing hands kept rubbing against the side of my nuts.

"Ooooh gaaawd," I moaned as I felt Andy brushing my boner with his fingers.

"Well, that's definitely not it," Andy said with a tone of amusement. "Randy has a boner," he whispered to Erik. "I think I found it." He pulled the key out and unlocked the door.

"Randy, you okay?" asked Ari with concern.

"Oh it's just ah… it's just my leg," I lied feeling my forehead getting sweaty. As soon as we were all inside, I closed and locked the door.

Without me having to say anything, the younger boys went straight to the shower and started stripping themselves. I saw glimpses and partial views through the door frame of them pulling off their underwear. Hooo my. I could see parts of their butts and little penises here and there. How many times have I dreamed of something like this? I tried to look away, but I just couldn't.

"Hey, hold up guys. Randy needs to get in there first!" Ari yelled.

"Ari, it's okay," I said closing my eyes tightly. "Let's… let the boys take their shower first."

"But you're hurt. You should be the first one in there."

I tried stepping on my bad leg and winced in pain. "Ow. Ari, just get me a towel and put it on the chair so I can sit down."

Ari quickly grabbed a towel, folded it in half and placed it on the chair allowing me to finally take a seat. The three boys came out of the bathroom completely and wonderfully naked and looked at me and Ari. "So who's gonna go in first?" asked Zack.

"Yeah, I can't wait to get all this shit off me. It stinks," said Erik.

"Hey Erik. Does that mean you're full of shit?" Andy asked laughing.

"No shit, Einstein. We're all full of shit," said Zack.

"Well, I do have to take a dump, so I guess I am full of shit, in more ways than one," finished Andy with a smirk.

Zack shoved Andy away from him playfully, causing him to stumble and bump his sexy white butt between my legs. His perfectly round ass was practically sitting on my rock-hard boner as I instinctively put my hands on his bare hips. Andy pulled himself up, turned around and gave me a curious stare with a crooked smile while staring at the bulge on my pants. Andy turned around and started whispering some more to the other boys who then kept taking quick glances in my direction with sexy smiles.

The level of my arousal shot up to the skies from what just happened and from the sight of their smooth naked bodies. In all my years of coaching at the school, I had never seen as many boys standing right in front of me all naked like this. My hands started gripping the sides of the chair tightly. It took so much effort to force myself not to reach out and touch all those exquisite boy parts just waiting to be fondled.

My body started trembling from an oncoming panic attack. My God, what is happening to me? Have I become some kind of sex addict? Has the sight of naked boys become so irresistible to me that I can't control myself anymore? I've seen Erik and Zack's naked bodies before when I kidnapped them. I had never seen Andy's body before so he was even more irresistible. And he's gonna be spending a few nights with me? I was delighted and terrified at the same time.

I took a deep breath and let it out slowly. What am I gonna do now? "Um…" I tried to distract myself by looking around the room. "You boys, um… why don't you boys…" Ooooh gaaawd, Andy's getting an erection. Whoa, I can actually see his smooth little rod rising up. And the way those ocean-blue eyes kept staring at me. This dream boy is so fucking HOT. There's no way I can keep my eyes off him now. I wanna suck him. I wanna fuck him. I wanna… I HAVE to look at his body. I can't take my eyes away. My arousals are just too strong. I don't want to look away.

"You guys go ahead and go first," said Ari to the boys noticing my consternation. I watched open-mouthed as my eyes were just glued to their bouncy asses as they scampered away.

"Randy, what's wrong? Are you in pain? Did you hurt something else when you fell from the well?"

I put my head back and groaned. "Oh, Ari, this is so embarrassing. Remember what I told you the other day in the locker room when you and I had our little… encounter?"

"You told me a lot of things. Which part?"

"The part about me using my position to force myself on younger boys. It was my way of trying to cope with wanting things to be the way they used to be when I was at the Agency. After our little talk, I had a lot to think about. You mentioned that I could get close to boys by trying to be their friend instead of forcing myself on them. Remember? Ari, I don't even know how to do that.

"So, I promised that I was never going to allow myself to be in a position where I could put another boy in danger. Now I'm breaking that promise just by being here. You can't imagine just how powerful and strong my urges are right now after seeing those boys naked. It's taking me every ounce of strength not to go in there and grab their little… to just feel their smooth sweet…" I took a deep breath and covered my face with my hands. "Even you're in danger right now."

I felt Ari put his arm around my shoulder and started rubbing his thumb comfortingly. "Ari, you have to know that you're just adding to my sexual urges, right?"

"Hey. Hey, come on, Randy. You're looking at all this the wrong way. Look at me. Hey, look at me."

I kept my face buried in my hands. "No. If I look at you, you'll just make me even more horny, if that's even possible."

"Fine. Don't look at me. Just listen. You must realize that this is a different situation. You're not putting me or these boys in danger. Don't you understand? It's all about power and how you use that power. You used your power to seduce other boys who didn't want to be seduced. That's what made it dangerous. But what happens when nobody uses their power on nobody? What happens when the boys you want to seduce want to be seduced? What if the boys you want seducing you actually want to seduce you?

"Remember when you tied me down to the bench in the locker room? I kept fighting you, but you had power over me, right? But what happened when I came back and started showering. I let you watch and see me naked for the first time because I wanted you to. When you started rubbing your hands all over my body, it's because I wanted it as much as you did. When we started having sex, it's because I wanted that too. Didn't it feel a lot better when I was letting you do these things to me rather than when I was trying to fight you off?

"Randy, I've seen the fuck fests at the Agency you were telling me about with my own eyes. Those boys in there are used to seducing each other and being seduced by the other boys and by older men. You think they're gonna care if you grab their little willies? Big deal. They'll just as soon start grabbing your own cock. You've been at the Agency. You know what I'm talking about. This is one occasion where it's okay to give in to your urges. But it has to be mutual. Instead of coming on to them, let them come to you. I bet you they will without a second thought."

What? He wanted to have sex with me? Whoa. This little sex god is just amazing. He's right. Why didn't I realize this on my own? I don't need to force them to do anything. I can fool around with them as long as they're ok with it. I took my hands away from my face and looked at Ari with a grateful smile. "Since when did you start philosophicalizing on me all of a sudden?"

Ari rewarded me with that beautiful smile of his. "That's not even a word. Come on Randy. Let's get ourselves washed up before we finish stinking up the whole room."

Did he just say 'get ourselves' washed up? I can't believe I'm gonna get to see Ari's naked body again. I'm starting to feel a little more relaxed now. Ari held on to me as I hopped over to the bathroom. There was a shower stall with clear glass and a large bathtub on the corner. The three boys had squeezed themselves into the shower stall and I was mesmerized at watching them lathering each other up. As I held on to the wall, Ari quickly went to the large tub and turned the faucet on.

I took a deep relaxing breath as I allowed myself to openly stare lustily at all that wet skin and the way the soap suds oozed down their bodies. The boys could see that I was staring at them and the fact that they didn't mind made it even more arousing. I spent the past few years trying to use my position to set up a scene just like this in the locker room at school. I never even came close. And now, without even trying, here I am surrounded by a harem of naked boys.

After adjusting the temperature on the tub, Ari turned around to face me and pulled off his tee shirt. Oh yeah, here we go. The moment I had been dreading and hoping for at the same time. Ari unbuttoned his shorts and pulled them down, causing his underwear to show a generous portion of his V-line. With a hard swallow and a hard stare, I watched as a smiling Ari pulled off his underwear and felt a surge of boy lust as I watched his full boner popping up. Oooh, what a sex god he is.

Fully naked, he came up and stood in front of me unabashed with his boner pointing straight up. The expression on his face spoke volumes. He knows the power of his nakedness and what kind of affect it has on me. He is proud of his body and watching me lust all over him is getting him really horny. Maybe tonight we can rekindle some of that spark.

When Ari started unbuttoning my shirt, it caught the attention of the other three boys. They started whispering to themselves and stepped out of the shower stall dripping wet and full of soap. All three of them quickly started helping Ari get me undressed. I started focusing on every single detail of this erotic experience. Zack undid my belt, Erik pulled down my zipper, and all three pulled down my pants and my white underwear.

"WHOA!" said the three boys appreciatively when my big cut boner popped out. They immediately started getting their own little stiffies. They started fondling my nuts and closing their young fingers around my twitching erection. The feeling was just unimaginable as I put my head back in a powerful trance of pure ecstasy. Apparently, Ari was finding this very amusing as he watched all the lustful expressions on my face.

"Okay guys, the tub's almost full. Help me get him in there," Ari said as he went to turn off the faucet.

No, don't stop. This feels so good. I winced in pain as all four boys helped me get into the bath tub. I slowly let my body sink into the blissfully steaming water. Hoo, the water felt so good. I could feel all my soar muscles starting to relax. I leaned my head against the edge and closed my eyes, feeling myself relaxing even more. When I opened my eyes, I noticed Ari had stepped into the shower stall soaping himself up. The other three boys had stepped into the bathtub with me and were staring at my boner through the clear water.

Andy maneuvered himself and sat right smack in between my legs prompting me to sit up. The sensations of his body pressing against my dick were just jolting. Andy opened up his legs, grabbed my hand and placed it on his stiffy. I can't believe this is happening so fast. I hesitantly started fondling his boy parts, digging my fingers down to his scrotum and further down to squeeze his sexy ass cheeks. Son of a bitch. Ari was right. I didn't have to go to them. They're coming to me.

Andy rolled over and straddled me pressing his dick against mine. "Dunk yourself in," he said cutely, pinching my nose. I submerged myself underwater and just swam in the sensations of feeling my boner sticking up between his legs. When I came back up, Andy was pouring some shampoo on his hand and started lathering my hair. He had me dunk underwater again to rinse off the shampoo.

"Hey Randy, if you hold on to those bars on the wall, can you stand on one foot?" asked Zack.

"Yeah, I think so. Hold on." I reached up and grabbed the handicap metal bars and pulled myself up, holding myself steady on one foot. All three boys immediately got to work. Erik got a wash towel and started scrubbing my body while Zack and Andy just used their bare hands. My body was just exploding with ripples of arousals from feeling six little hands rubbing my nut sack, stroking my boner, and spreading the soap all over my body, making sure that every single crevice had been thoroughly cleaned. These sensations brought me back to the good old days when I was at the Agency.

Andy knelt in front of me while the other two boys kept lathering my body. Andy started jerking me off expertly with renewed interest. He kept alternating between jerking me off and giving me a blowjob while fondling my nut sack. This little boy was an expert at this and knew exactly what he was doing as he artfully brought my sexual stimulations to levels I didn't know were even possible. For someone who used to be at the Agency, these sensations were new even to me. Ah Harry, I commend you. You have these boys very well trained. Every single cell in my body screamed in ecstasy. My body spasmed as I felt a powerful orgasm right under the surface.

Andy kept looking up at me with a knowing sexy smile. He knew he had me by the balls so to speak as he kept caressing them and reaching his fingers between my legs to squeeze the bottom of my ass cheeks. I spasmed and gasped once again at the mind-blowing sensations. I reached back and started fondling Erik's and Zack's soapy boners and nut sacks. Oooh yeah, here it comes. I squeezed my eyes tightly as I started squirting my hot juices all over Andy's sexy face. He just kept stroking as my body went through a couple of more spasmatic squirts. I marveled at the power that this little sex god was beginning to have on me. I would kneel down and worship him if he so commanded. All these boys were just as powerful. Oh, Andy. First, I didn't want to take you. Now I just wanna keep you forever.

Ari stepped out of the shower dripping wet. "Um, Randy? It looks like that bath water is getting pretty disgusting. You want me to help you into the shower stall so you can rinse off?"

Trying to get myself out of my sexual delirium, I looked down at the bath water. Ari was right. It did look pretty shitty. "Yeah, you're right. Okay, come help me."

I sat down on the edge of the tub and swung my feet around. When Ari came to help me, he was having trouble getting a good grip on me due to our wet and slippery skin. He tried wrapping his arm around my waist, but it kept slipping. Luckily the other boys had placed a towel on the floor so our feet wouldn't slip.

"Aw, what the hell," Ari said as he came behind me and wrapped both arms around my chest under my arm pits. Being slightly shorter than me, I could feel Ari's boner squeezing itself between my butt cheeks as he tried to sustain me while guiding me to the shower stall on one foot. I felt some more sexual ripples coming in waves again. Oh Ari, just stick that dick of yours all the way in and fuck me right here and now.

After Ari got me into the shower stall, I tried pulling him in with me, but he resisted. "Randy, um… maybe you should just concentrate on the other boys," he said awkwardly.

I felt a deep disappointment. My sexual urges had not completely disappeared and I wanted to press my body against him so bad. But I understood. I was almost convinced he had something going on with Julian. No wonder Julian reacted the way he did in the locker room by whacking me on the shoulder when I tried to get my hands on Ari's body.

My waning urges were somewhat satiated when the other boys decided to follow me into the stall. It was a little tight, but that was perfectly fine with me. The tighter, the better. The feeling of all those little hands trying to rinse all the soap off my body felt sooo erotic. I had convinced myself a long time ago that I was never going to be able to experience this much sexual pleasure with young boys ever again. I thought those days were long gone. I knew that I had to take full advantage of this rare opportunity. It may be a long time before something even close to this comes my way again. Still, I felt a pang of regret as I watched Ari drying himself off with a towel.

A few minutes later, I was lying on a king size bed naked under the covers staring up at the dark ceiling. I can't believe I'm actually lying here with three naked boys in the same bed. Erik and Zack had snuggled and spooned against each other and Andy was lying on his side next to me asleep with his leg pressed against my balls and his arm over my chest. Ari had decided to pull in a rollaway bed and was quickly falling asleep at the corner.

Before I went to rescue the boys, I had stopped by at a Goodwill store and stuffed a large duffel bag full of boy's clothing. I asked the boys if they wanted to put on some shorts and they flatly declined. They were just used to sleeping naked. Of course, I wasn't going to insist. Ari was the only one who had started digging through the pile of clothes and slipped on some shorts his size.

I stared at Ari sadly in the darkness as he slept. Ari was special. He's one of a kind. He is a diamond in the rough. I reluctantly accepted the fact that we would never again have what we had in that locker room a few days ago. I would never be able to feel the hardness of his boner, to feel his silky skin under my fingers, to feel his hand squeezing my dick, to feel my lips pressing against his. He may have done this unintentionally at the time, but he managed to touch my soul. The experience may have been short lived, but the memories would span a lifetime. I'm going to miss you very much, Ari.

I felt Andy's knee pressing against my balls and decided that it was time for new beginnings. I put my arm around Andy's smooth shoulder and found it amazing that this sexy little boy seems to have latched on to me. After a few days, that's it - no more naked boys. I wonder how I can possibly get my hands on some more naked boys without having to force myself on them. Hmm, I wonder if… naw, he wouldn't go for it. Or would he? I gave myself a Grinch smile as a wild and crazy idea started coming together.

I slowly started drifting off as visions of hairless boy's penises started dancing through my head. Things are going to be a lot different from now on.

Chapter 16
Reunions and War Games

Wednesday morning, Holiday Inn

Ari:

I opened one eye and realized I had slept through the whole night. I must've been exhausted. Erik was surfing through the channels trying to decide which cartoons he wanted to watch. Zack was trying to figure out how to work the coffee machine. Where was Andy? I noticed some movement under the covers and based on the expression on Randy's face, Andy was under there busy giving him a good gob job. Of course, everybody but me were still completely starkers.

My eyes went wide as I heard someone knocking on the door. Randy immediately sat up and slipped on some shorts.

"Boys, get some shorts on, quick," Randy whispered out loud. The boys scrambled to the duffel bag and started digging in. "Ari, help me to the door so I can see who it is."

I started panicking. "What if it's the cops? What if it's the Agency. What are we gonna do?"

"Calm down. For now, just help me to the door, will you?" he said impatiently. Using my shoulder as support, he hopped over to the door and looked through the peep hole. He let out a big sigh of relief when he saw who was on the other side. "It's all right. It's just Nathan," he said as he unlocked and opened the door.

"Rise and shine, sleepy heads," said Nathan cheerfully.

I peeked around the door. "Dude, you scared the shit out of us. What are you doing here so early?"

"Well, I just thought I'd bring you guys a big surprise."

"SURPRISE!!" yelled Julian as he stepped in from the side with his arms out.

"JULIAN!" Zack yelled ramming himself into him with a tight hug. They looked in each other's eyes and hugged again even tighter as they started crying with tears of joy.

This was the moment I had been waiting for as I watched the expression on Julian's face. Watching Julian and Zack reuniting like this made the past few days worthwhile. I wiped a tear as I took in this moment feeling a great sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. I still can't believe we pulled it off. I would do anything for Julian. Anything.

"Oh Zack, I missed you so much, little bro. I was so worried I was never gonna see you again. Let me look at you. Oh my God, you grew your hair. Mom and dad are just gonna pass out when they see you. Are you all right? Did they hurt you?"

"Nah. They didn't hurt me at all. In fact … well, never mind. I'll tell you later," he said wiping his tears. "How are mom and dad?" he asked. "Did they suffer a lot?"

Julian nodded trying to compose himself. "We all suffered a lot, like you wouldn't believe," he said sniffling.

After closing the door, Julian came up to me and put his hands on my shoulders. "Ari, thank you. Thank you so so much," he said giving me a warm hug. "How can I ever repay you? I was so worried about you guys. I was so nervous I couldn't even sleep last night. You wouldn't believe how many hairs I've pulled out of my head. Do I have bags under my eyes? I have bags under my eyes, don't I? Are my eyes red?" he asked pulling down on his eye with his finger.

I started laughing. "Julian, it's all right. He's here. He's safe. We're all safe. And I couldn't have done it if Nathan hadn't been with me."

"Oh, Julian already slobbered all over me when I told him the good news. I couldn't keep him off me," he said jokingly. "He decided to skip school and demanded that I bring him over here. He practically twisted my arm. He even pulled out a gun on me. What could I do?" he said with a twinkle in his eye.

We all looked at Randy who was sitting by himself on the roll-away bed with his head down. Julian went and sat down next to him. "Hey coach," he said softly.

"Hey kiddo," Randy responded as he wiped a tear. "Look, you don't have to say anything. I'm the one who kidnapped these boys. I'm the one who's caused so much pain for you and your parents. I'm the one who blackmailed you into helping me come after Ari so I could … look, you hate me. I get it and I don't blame you. I just want you to know that I am really sorry Julian. I'm not even gonna ask you to forgive me because I can't even forgive myself. I don't deserve to be forgiven after everything I've done."

"Coach, when you had me doing all these things for you, I did hate you. I hated you so much that I thought I was gonna explode. You know why I hated you so much? Because I thought you were a really mean son of a bitch with no heart who was using me to hurt boys. You have no idea how good it felt when I clobbered you with that bat the other day." Julian glared at him and slowly put his head against his arm. "But I don't see that person in you anymore. You've changed somehow. You're different. I can see it in your eyes. I can see it in your tears.

"Nathan told me everything you did for them. I thought I was never gonna see my brother ever again. And even though you're the one who took him away, you're also the one who helped bring him back. If it weren't for you, none of us would be here right now. So, thank you coach. I really mean it." Julian turned and gave Randy a hug. "Even if you haven't forgiven yourself, I still forgive you and I'm never gonna forget what you did."

Nathan and I both went and knelt down in front of Randy. "Hey, we forgive you too," I said as I rubbed my hands on his knees. Randy's face was awash with emotion as he nodded his head gratefully.

"Erik, Zack, come here for a sec," said Randy extending his arms. "You boys are the ones I should be apologizing to the most. I'm the one who took you away from your families. What I did was just terrible, and I am so so sorry."

Both boys stood on each side of Randy and put their arms around his shoulders. "Randy, you took us away from our families and that really sucked," said Zack. "But in a way, we got to have another family at the Agency. So we forgive you also, right Erik?"

Erik hugged Randy around the neck. "Yeah, we forgive you," he said smiling.

Not wanting to feel left out, Andy climbed on the roll-away and hugged Randy from behind.

"If there's anything I can do for you guys, you name it, okay?" he chocked out.

"Actually, there is something you can do." I leaned over and whispered what I wanted into his ear without letting anyone else hear.

Randy started laughing and nodded his head. "Of course you can, Ari. It'll be my pleasure."

Julian looked at me with a questioning look. "I'll tell you later," I said.

"How's the leg doing?" asked Nathan.

Randy moved it around a little. "Actually, it's feeling a lot better."

"Well, I actually brought a second surprise just for you, Randy." Nathan stepped out the door for a moment and brought in some crutches that looked a little worn. "Here, try using these for a while. These are the same crutches I used a couple of years ago when I broke my leg. And um … I'm gonna want those back when you're done with them. You see there? There's a bunch of signatures on the crutches from some pretty hot chicks from school. Girls just love signing casts but who ever heard of anyone signing crutches, right? You wouldn't believe the things I had to do to them … I mean, for them to get them to sign these for me. Hoo, man," he said pulling out his shirt to let out some steam while fanning his face.

"Hey Nathan, I think you forgot to tell Randy the part where he should wash his hands thoroughly after each use."

"Har har har. You're hilarious, Ari. Actually, he might be right."

"Hey, I'll take anything that'll help me get around," said Randy as he started trying them out. "At least I won't be hopping around like some bunny rabbit. Thank you, Nathan," he said putting out his hand. "You're a good man."

Nathan shook his hand tightly. "Yeah, well don't even think about slobbering all over me for it."

"Aw, not even a little peck on the cheek?" Before Nathan could react, Randy grabbed Nathan's head and quickly kissed him on the cheek making him pull away in disgust. I could tell Randy was feeling a lot better now.

Using the crutches, Randy walked over to the duffel bag. "All right, boys, we have a big day ahead. Start digging in and get dressed cause I'm taking everyone out to eat. Who wants pancakes?"

**--**

Thursday afternoon of the following week, school locker room

Ari

As we were waiting for the last bell to ring, coach came out of his office and started snapping his fingers. "All right boys, I have an announcement, so gather around and listen up." After we were all assembled, he continued. "I regret to tell you that today will be my last day as your Coach."

There were some gasps. Some boys looked like they were happy about the news, and some boys looked disappointed. Julian and I looked at each other curiously.

"You'll probably be getting some substitute until they can find you a permanent replacement. I just want to let you boys know that it's been a pleasure working with all of you and I wish you all the best. So, I guess I'll be seeing you around."

As soon as the bell rang, some of the boys went up to shake his hand before leaving. Julian and I waited until everyone left so we could talk to Randy privately. He and Andy started gathering personal items and putting them in a large box.

"Hey coach," I said cautiously. "Can we talk to you?"

"It's Randy, remember? I'm not your coach anymore."

"Okay, Randy. Um, what's going on? Why are you leaving?"

"Come on, Ari. You know why. To keep working with all these boys is too much of a risk, especially with everything that's going on right now. Have you seen the news lately? Julian, it's been over a week since they found Erik and your brother Zack and they're still getting national coverage on TV and on every newspaper non-stop." Randy picked up a newspaper he had on his desk and displayed the front page showing the faces of Erik and Zack.

BOYS STILL NOT TALKING AFTER BEING FOUND

ALIVE AFTER MONTHS OF CAPTIVITY

"I need to lay low for a while. And besides, who's gonna take care of Andy? I can't be passing him off as one of my students much longer. Someone's gonna get suspicious."

"But, where are you gonna go? What are you gonna do?" I asked.

"I'm working on it," he said with a big smile. "I still have some of my bonus money left to keep me going for a few weeks. Hey Julian, how's Zack doing with all this attention he's getting?"

"The poor kid hasn't been by himself ever since we picked him up at the police station. Mom and dad won't leave him out of their sight for a second, not even to come to school. He's starting to get serious cabin fever. But he's being a trooper," Julian said proudly. "He's doing exactly what the guys from that Team taught him to do. Whenever anyone starts asking him questions, all he has to say is that it's just too painful for him to talk about it. And when they keep asking him, he'll pretend to start crying and then they'll leave him alone."

"Smart kid. He's lucky to have you, Julian. He's gonna need all the support you can give him."

"How are you doing with your leg?" I asked.

"Well, luckily it wasn't as bad as I thought. I think I just got a bad sprain. I'm already walking on it, see?" he said taking some steps.

"So, are you gonna look for another job," asked Julian.

Randy and Andy looked at each other with revealing smiles. "Can I tell them? Let me tell them. Please please please," asked Andy jumping up and down.

"Well after that little display, I guess we have no choice now. Go ahead. Tell them the big news."

Andy squealed with uncontained excitement. "Randy's gonna work at the Agency," he blurted out loud.

"Shhh! Not so loud," Randy hissed. "You're not supposed to use that word, remember?"

"Shut – up. Are you serious? That's … that's wonderful," I said excitedly. "How in the world did you manage to do that? Aren't you like in deep shit with the guards over there?"

"You can thank Julian and your buddies Timmy and Adam for that." Randy reached into the box and pulled out a roll of film. "Remember this Julian?"

"Yeah. That's the roll of film we stole from Mr. Johnson where it shows him rubbing his paws all over our naked bodies. What does that have to do with it?"

"Well, guess who's the new Director at the Agency?"

"Mr. Johnson?" Julian asked in awe.

"YOU BLACKMAILED HIM!" Julian and I shouted at the same time.

"You bet your ass I blackmailed him. You should've heard him sputtering and stammering when I told him what I had on him. He really had no choice." Randy took a deep breath and let it out. "Aaah, back to my old stomping grounds," he said dreamingly looking up into the air.

"But didn't you say he got arrested?" I asked.

"They managed to drop all the charges. I'm telling you, these organizations have people in positions of power all over the place."

"Randy, that's great," I said giving him a hug. "I'm really happy for you. I know how much this means to you. So, what are you gonna be doing there? Well, I know what you're gonna be doing," I said with a smirk. "But what's gonna be your job?"

"I'm not sure yet. I just talked to Mr. Johnson today and we still need to iron out some of the details."

"Well, are we ever gonna see you again?" I asked with concern. "Hey, give us your address and phone number so we can like, come visit you once in a while."

"You want to visit me? After everything I've done? Why would you want to do that?"

"Well, we've been through some rough times together and well, you're turning out to be pretty cool."

"Yeah, come on coa … I mean, come on Randy. You're no longer our coach, so now we can hang."

Randy started laughing nervously. "I … I don't know. I still feel pretty bad about everything I've done."

I reached into my back-pack and pulled out a piece of paper and a pen. I walked over to Randy and handed them to him. "You still owe me a massage, remember? A naked massage?" I said giving him one of my irresistible sexy smiles.

"Will you stop that. You're giving me a hard-on." He looked at Andy. "What do you think? Should I give them our address?"

Andy looked at me and Julian and licked his lips sensuously. "If it means you're gonna give them a massage, fuck yeah. Do I get to watch? Can you teach me how to give massages? I'm a fast learner, you know. How hard can it be? You just slap some oil on their naked bodies and start rubbing, right? Just like you did it with me last night, remember?"

"Hey hey hey!" said Randy trying to put his hand over Andy's mouth. Not being able to move around much, Andy was able to easily move away.

Andy looked at me and Julian. "I was lying on his massage table and he came and slowly started stripping off all my clothes leaving me completely naked. Then he got some warm oil and started rubbing it all over me, even my balls and all over my butt. He is like the expertest of all massagers. It felt sooo relaxing and sooo horny. The way his hands were rubbing all over my body felt so uuh … uuh," he moaned like a girl having wild sex.

"Andy!" Randy hissed laughing nervously as he stood up from his chair. "Don't pay any attention to him. Come here, you little rat."

Randy started chasing after him and Andy easily evaded him as he ran around the desk with his cute laugh. Randy finally gave up and sat down again. Andy walked behind Randy and started raking his fingers through Randy's hair and caressing his ears. "Then we gave each other a hot and soapy bath," he said reaching over Randy's shoulders and rubbing his hands on his chest. "Then he carried me all wet to his bed and we started to uuh … uuh. The way he used his mouth and his tongue to suck me and then we uuh … uuh … UUH!" he moaned loudly and sexily as he caressed his boner which was clearly visible under his shorts.

Julian and I just stared at him arousingly with our mouths open. Those sexy moaning sounds of his had given me and Julian our own instant boners.

With a very red face, Randy reached back and grabbed Andy's arm, pulling him around between his legs and quickly covered his mouth with his hand. "That's it you little perv. You're getting tickle bombed by the tickle monster," he said tickling him all over.

"No, no … okay, I'll stop. I'll stop," Andy shouted laughing.

Watching the way Randy wrapped his arms around Andy so affectionately made me suspect that these two were beginning to form a special bond with each other. I had never seen Randy being so playful and joyful like this with anyone. It was nice to see him like this. He was a natural with kids and he probably didn't even realize it. I'm glad he was lucky enough to find a way to get back to the Agency.

Randy started writing his address and phone number on the piece of paper and handed it to me. "Whenever you boys want to come over, just give me a ring. And if you ever want that massage, I'll be more than happy to um … squeeze you in."

"Ooh, so tempting." I tore off a piece of the paper and wrote down my own phone number, handing it over to Randy.

Julian nudged me with his elbow. "Hey um, I have been feeling a little stressed out with everything that's been going on lately."

I gave Julian a side glance. "Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

Julian shrugged his shoulders shyly in the cutest way. "What do you think I'm saying?"

"Are you saying you want Randy to give us a massage? As in we have to strip completely naked massage?" I asked with a crooked smile.

"I don't know. Maybe. Do you?" he asked looking down, tapping the tip of his shoe on the floor.

"Maybe. Do you?" I asked trying not to laugh.

Julian glared at me causing me to burst out laughing. "I'm sorry Julian. Yes, I want a massage too." I turned to look at Randy. "We'll drop by one of these days and take you up on your offer."

Randy stared at us dumbfounded. "Are … are you sure? Both of you?" he asked staring at Julian.

"Yeah, why not," said Julian a little more confident.

"Maybe you can give him some pointers," I said giving Julian a knowing smile.

"Hey, can I can bring Zack with me?"

"The more, the merrier," he said rubbing his hands together.

"Biiitching," Andy said softly giving us a lustful smile.

Thursday evening, Randy's back yard

Randy:

"You might as well surrender now, or prepare to be totally cluster fucked, you enemy scumbag."

I looked at the walkie-talky in my hand with a smile. "Sorry, but I'm not taking any orders from some little runt," I said into the radio.

Andy and I were in my back yard playing a war game in our tee shirts and jeans. We had used folding chairs and folding tables to build a fort for each of us that we had placed on each side of the wall. We each had a pile of water balloons next to us and a couple of super-soakers for the grand finally.

"Who are you calling a runt, you barf bag?"

"I'm calling you a runt, you douche bag."

"O yeah, well come and tell it to my face and see what happens, you dildo head."

"I don't have to. I can just show you. Prepare to be cluster-bombed," I said flinging a water balloon in his direction.

"Hah, you missed. You call that a shot? It's a miracle you didn't miss the ground."

I started laughing out loud. "Yeah, well there's a lot more where that came from," I said as we both started throwing a barrage of water balloons at each other.

It has been more than a decade since I've had this much fun. Andy was so playful and so bubbly that I was starting to get hooked on him as if he was some kind of drug. I felt such a sense of relief that I no longer had to deal with the temptations of working with all those boys at school. I kept knocking myself on the head thinking of how many opportunities I've lost if I had just tried to be a friend to some of these boys instead of spending all that time thinking of ways to seduce them.

The radio crackled. "You still missed, you dildo head. You didn't land a single shot. This fort is totally impentera … inpentrab … I made it totally strong," he said confidently.

Andy's head popped up to grab more balloons from the small wheel barrow next to him. This gave me a perfect shot. I quickly grabbed a balloon and threw it at him.

"I made this fort so strong that you couldn't touch me even if you …"

SPLOSHHH! I got him. I can't believe it. The balloon burst gloriously right in his face. Andy immediately put his hands over his face and dropped down to his knees. Shit. I didn't mean to hit him that hard. "Andy! Andy, are you okay?" I said running towards him. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to …"

Andy looked up at me all drenched with a wicked smile holding his biggest water balloon. "Here, have a drink Randy!" Oh no.

SPLOSH. Right in my face at point blank range. "Oooh, you little shit. You are toast. Come'ere," I said chasing after him with a limp with water dripping down my face.

"YESSS! I GOTCHA. I GOT YOU BACK," he squealed running away laughing. He ran to my fort and grabbed my super soaker and started spraying me which made me turn back to grab his. We started pumping frantically on the soakers and started spraying each other as we ran all over the yard and the porch trying to take cover, stepping closer and closer to each other with our faces turned away until all the water ran out.

We were both laughing so hard as we stood there dripping wet. I just loved hearing the way he laughed. Andy tossed away his soaker and rammed himself against me trying to tackle me. I let him take me down on the ground allowing him to straddle me over my neck. He raised his hands in the air triumphantly and started making noises to imitate a cheering crowd.

"Alright, dildo head. You're completely surrounded. You have no choice but to surrender. Well?"

I responded by picking up my soaker and squirted the last remaining water into his face. Andy closed his eyes and nodded his head, smiling defeatedly at my last attempt at payback.

I snorted and burst out laughing. "Now I surrender."

After wiping his face, Andy leaned down and interlocked his hands with mine over my head. He touched his cute nose to mine. "That's gonna cost you. You are now my slave and that means I get to torture you all I want," he said in a deep voice.

"In that case, I shall obey your every command."

"Every command?"

"You name it," I said pushing my hands up his chest underneath his shirt.

"All right then. You can start by kissing my tits," he commanded.

I pulled up his shirt and kissed each of his large nipples, caressing them with my tongue.

"Now my belly button," he said softly, looking down at me as I did his bidding.

Andy stood up and started walking inside. "We're gonna have to go inside for the next few commands," he said sensuously.

I can't believe it had already been a week since I had brought Andy to the house and immediately started sharing the bed with me. The past few nights had been filled with me having mindless sex with this wild sex kitten. Andy had introduced me to various forms of incredibly arousing stimulations that were unbelievably new to me. Needless to say, I was very impressed with the sexual skills of such a young sexy boy.

Harry had called and told me it was safe for me to take Andy back to the Agency and that he would be ready to receive him by tomorrow. Naturally I was a bit heartbroken since I had already gotten used to having him around and we had kind of gotten close. And of course, I was gonna miss the sex. This kid was incredible. I had never seen anything like it.

During those nights of incredible sex, he had offered to show me some new sex positions and techniques, but only under one condition: he had absolutely forbidden me from coming to orgasm these past two nights. There were a few times where I thought that there was no way I was gonna be able to diffuse my dick from such powerfully orgasmic eruptions. He said he wanted to give me a big surprise since this was going to be our last night together. I was more than ready to unload on him again.

As I followed him into the living room, he started peeling off his wet shirt. Oh yeah. This was my favorite part. This type of role-play where I'm being sexually dominated by a sexy eleven-year-old was something totally new to me and something I had fantasized about with various boys at school. He stood up on top of the sofa and sat down on top of the back rest, leaning himself back. "Now take off my jeans," he said. "Pull them down slowly," he said throatily.

After locking the door, I pulled off my own shirt and eagerly went to unbutton his jeans and pull down his zipper. Oh my God, he wasn't wearing any underwear. He pushed my head back and started teasing me by pulling them down to just where his V-line and the tip of his cut boner were visible.

"Mmmm, Andy. This is how you plan on torturing me, isn't it?"

Andy responded by lying down on his back on the top edge of the sofa with his jeans halfway down his hips with the flaps of his jeans open. "Torture? I don't know what you're talking about?" he said staring at me with his blue eyes and letting his blonde hair hang down the front of the sofa, leaving me stunningly aroused. I was about to take a step towards him when he stopped me with a command.

"Uh uh uh. You have to stay right there, and you can't move." While lying down, Andy started caressing his body with one hand while fondling himself with the other. He stood up on the cushion and slowly swiveled his hips while lowering and raising his jeans provocatively.

Andy got up and pulled up his zipper just enough to still show his V-line, but snug enough so his jeans wouldn't drop down. He pressed himself against me and started rubbing my chest as he looked up at me. I reached my arms back and inserted my hands down his jeans to cup his ass cheeks.

Andy grabbed his jeans so they wouldn't drop down. He stepped behind me and reached around to unbutton my own jeans, letting them drop to the ground. He inserted his hand down my boxer briefs and raked his fingers through my pubes, being careful not to touch my sizzling boner. Then he went to sit down on the sofa cushion and brought his feet up to the edge. He pulled down on his jeans a little just enough for me to get a glimpse of the bottom of his ass and part of his balls.

Andy gave me a 'come here' sign with his hand. I went and knelt down as Andy brought his jeans down to his knees. As I was about to lick his balls, he cupped them with his hands while rubbing my own balls with his foot.

"Oh, Andy," I moaned. "Enough with the torture. This is inhumane. This is cruel and unusual punishment. This is against the Constitution, you know."

"Well, I wouldn't wanna get arrested or anything. I guess you've suffered enough." Andy stood up on the cushion, pulled up his jeans and turned around. With his jeans still unbuttoned and unzipped, he bent down and leaned his stomach against the backrest.

I walked over to him and started kissing his lower back while I slowly lowered his jeans little by little. I continued kissing the tip of his butt crack and kept going lower and lower. I let his jeans drop all the way down and waited for Andy to kick them off. I squeezed and caressed his butt and stuck my hand between his legs to fondle his silky testicles. I reached around and started stroking his stiffy while I tongue lashed his delicious starfish.

"Uh … uh …," he moaned effeminately. "Randy, that feels so good."

I wrapped my arm around him and had him lie down on the sofa. I opened his legs and hungrily started inspecting his jewels with my mouth and my tongue. The smell of his wet skin was giving me such a high. He placed his hands on my cheeks and pulled me up to kiss him. Since the very first time we had sex, he's been taking me through similar sex games, always teasing the hell out of me.

He reached down with his hands and started pulling off my underwear. "Pick me up," he said getting down on all fours with his butt towards me.

"What do you mean?" I asked a bit confused.

"Pick me up where I'm upside down."

I think I knew what he was talking about. I held him steady as he stood on his head. Then I reached down and wrapped my arms around his back tight enough for me to pick him up. As soon as I started sucking on his boner, he started sucking on mine as he played with my balls with his fingers. This was something I had seen before, but something I had never had the pleasure of doing myself. This was incredibly arousing.

After a couple of minutes, I gently put him down. Andy grabbed my hand and led me to my bedroom. "Are you ready for your big surprise?" he asked as he stepped into the restroom.

"I've been ready since two nights ago," I responded, wondering what he was doing in there. Andy came out and handed me a bottle of baby oil. "You want me to give you a massage? Now?" I asked a little disappointed.

"No Randy. I want you to fuck me. I want you to push your big fat cock up my ass." he said with a look of desire.

"Wh … what? But you're barely … I mean, are you sure? Have you done this before?"

"Oh yeah, with Cory from the Agency. He's almost fifteen and his dick is almost as big as yours. He's fucked me a lot of times."

Andy lied down on my bed with his knees up and opened his legs invitingly. The scene started to become surreal as I found my engorged penis easily sliding into his lubricated hole. As our love making continued, I allowed myself to be swept away in a river of ecstasy that I never imagined could ever again be possible. I was lost in a labyrinth of undefined sexual desires guided by the expert stimulations of this sexual demigod. He had us alternate into the sixty-nine position that actually made my body cry out with pleasure from his expert stimulations. He guided me through various other positions that seemed somewhat familiar but with different twists that made it feel even more exciting and more arousing.

When I was at the Agency, I did a lot of things with the boys and with the clients. But things were a little different back then. A lot of the men were first-timers and inexperienced with boys. They were reluctant to go to the types of extremes that Andy was showing me at this very moment. We were told to always follow the lead of the clients. And the Pod Masters never bothered to give us any type of training or explained how to fully satisfy the clients. They just figured we'd learn all that on our own. This little sex kitten went way beyond my wildest imaginations.

But this was no sex kitten at all. This was a remarkably young sex guru, a sexual savant who apparently specializes in the intricacies of sex, who has artfully choreographed every one of our sex positions, every act, every sensation, and every stimulation – someone who can discern more than I can my wildest desires and guide me through the currents and the eddies and the nuances in just the right sequences to provide and to maximize the most pleasurable sexual experience of a lifetime. What Andy lacked in beauty compared to Ari, he more than made up for it with the power of his sexual skills.

I knew in my mind that this was probably an exaggeration, but my hypersexualized body believed every single word of it. That's why Andy wanted me to hold my orgasms. If I hadn't, this wouldn't have felt as pleasurable and as powerful. Andy had wisely intended for us to extend these wild sex games to three nights maximum for the most intense orgasms.

By now, Andy was on all fours on the bed moaning just like he was moaning in front of Ari and Julian in the locker room earlier today, only a bit louder. Was his moaning genuine, or was this part of his choreography to maximize my arousals? Who cares, it was working. I just loved hearing the sounds of his sexual moaning. This was the first time I had literally fucked a young boy as an adult. It felt sooo good. Somehow it felt even better than when I used to do this at the Agency. Oooh Andy, I can't get enough of you.

My body spasmed as I felt my juices squirting into his hole and onto his back. This orgasm was so powerful that the one I had with Ari in the showers paled in comparison to what I was feeling right now. Each squirt felt as orgasmic as the previous one. I was so lost in my delirium that I was having trouble keeping my balance as I kept jerking myself in an effort to prolong these intense pleasures.

I observed Andy glazing his boner and nut sack with my sperm, writhing in pleasure as he started jacking off until he also came to orgasm. "Hooo Andy, you're like some kind of sex wizard," I said breathlessly. "Where in the world did you learn all these … these … I don't even know what to call it. That was just amazing."

Andy wiped the sweat off his forehead with his arm. "Oh, you know, I learned things at the Agency. Every time I'm with a client, I learn something new. Harry said he's been planning on putting together some kind of sex worship, or something like that."

"You mean a sex workshop?" I asked trying not to laugh.

"Yeah, that. I've also learned some things from a lot of the other boys and from Cory since he's one of the fuckables and I'm not. I just sometimes like to put my own twist to a lot of the stuff I've learned. I don't know – it's like when I'm with a client, I can tell right away what kind of sex he wants and how he wants me to make him feel good. Sometimes it feels like I know what they want more than they do. Cory says that's why I get a lot of repeat clients. There's actually a waiting list for me for the Gold Members. Can you believe that? I thought they only had those for the clients who wanna fuck."

I now knew exactly what I wanted to do at the Agency. It was as clear as this boy god lying seductively naked right in front of me. And this little dream boy was the key to making this a total success. Dream boy … dreamboys … D.R.E.A.M.B.O.Y.S … hmm.

Chapter 17
Dreamboys and Coily

Saturday afternoon, Ari's house

Ari:

When I pull you close and hold your hand

My mind starts flying to another land

Where we're squishing our toes in the perfect sand …

I stared at the words I had written on my notebook, tore off the page, crunched it up and tossed it behind my shoulder. I already had three crunched up papers on the floor. I suck at writing poems. I'm just so terrible at it. I sat at my study desk in my room and tried to concentrate. But I just couldn't.

Julian had told me to meet him at the Shack tomorrow at exactly 6:00 p.m. I asked him what for and why so late. He said he just wanted to hang out for a while. I tried to convince him that we should meet today since it was Saturday. If we wait until tomorrow, we won't have that much time to hang out since we go back to school on Monday. But he insisted it had to be tomorrow. There was something about that night that kept nagging at me, but I just couldn't remember what it was.

I had been feeling pretty guilty for making Julian feel like I was trying to avoid him at school yesterday, so I wanted to make it up to him by writing him a poem. If I could just come up with the right words. Let's see …

I dream of you when I'm under the covers

I dream of us being perfect lovers

When I dream of you I am very glad

When I wake up I'm really sad …

I tore up the page and crunched that one up too. Let's try this again.

Whenever you're near

I smile ear to ear

Whenever you're far

I wanna steal a car …

"Augh!" I put my hands in my face and put my head back in frustration. I'm doomed. I looked around the room trying to get some inspiration. I stared at the black case of music cassettes that I had borrowed from my dad. I went over and undid the latches, pulling up the lid. Maybe I can get some ideas from here. I started going through some song titles. 'Feelings' … 'The Pina Colada Song' … 'Muskrat Love' … Really, dad? 'I Just Called To Say I Love You' … 'Because The Night' … okay, now we're talking.

When I looked at the next song, I just stopped and stared at it. I pulled out the cassette from its cover excitedly and quickly started playing it on my small cassette player. After a few seconds of hearing the song, I knew this was it. This is just the kind of song I was looking for. I grabbed my back-pack and threw it in there along with some other items I might need. I wondered if Julian would think this was too cheesy. I stared at the crunched-up papers on the floor and decided nothing could be cheesier than anything I wrote.

**--**

The Agency Saturday evening

Randy:

"Hey mister, over here," said a cute naked eight-year-old boy as he pulled my hand. The little cutie pulled me over to one of the bean bags on the floor. Of course, all the boys in here were cuties, but this one was really sexy. He had me lie down on my back and cheerfully straddled me, pressing his little boner against my giant one. As I let my head hang back in full arousal, another eight-year-old walked up and placed his little stiffy invitingly in front of my mouth. Without even thinking, my mouth just automatically opened up. As my mouth and tongue slobbered all over his little boner and nut sack, the other little boy started slobbering all over my incredibly hard hard-on.

I finally managed to extricate myself from these gorgeous little sex toys and started to walk around. We were in a mid-sized chamber with low lighting full of younger boys up to eleven years old. There were an unusually large number of clients in here, but there were plenty of boys to go around. This was a no robe area and everyone, including clients, were completely naked as they cruised around grabbing and fondling every little boy they could get their hands on.

Even though I was now an official employee of the Agency, I was allowed to come in incognito and pose as a client for training purposes. None of the boys knew me yet, so this was a perfect opportunity to get some insight into how these boys interact with the clients and how we could make improvements.

I had been talking to Mr. Johnson about the inefficiency of leaving the Pod Masters in charge of giving their boys the training they needed to service the clients well. The training was inconsistent between the groups and some Pod Masters didn't even bother giving their boys any training at all.

What the boys needed was a sexual training course that was structured and centralized. I got a surge of euphoric adrenaline when Mr. Johnson approved an official sexual training course. I had been given the official title of The Director of Sexual Training of Young Boys. I just loved the sound of that.

And now here I was in the middle of the action trying to find ways to make a very arousing experience between men and boys even more arousing. This was the jackpot of all jobs in the world for a boylover. I bet the rest of the staff must be dying with envy for not coming up with something like this on their own.

I walked by some boys playing arcade style video games while clients did their best to distract them by fondling them, sucking on them and playing with their nipples. There was a row of massage tables all occupied with boys, some facing up and some facing down. Clients were methodically rubbing oil all over their smooth skin and over their most perfectly arousing boy parts. I noticed Andy was one of the boys facing down. I didn't want him to see me so he wouldn't blow my cover. I slowly stroked my boner as I kept walking towards one of the jumping balloons on the corner.

Groups of boys kept trying to intercept me and pull me over with promises to satisfy my most wildest sexual dreams. They were so tempting with their little vertical boners. They made it extremely difficult for me to keep walking and to keep myself focused. As I walked up to the jumping balloon, I saw several men lined up around the perimeter leering at all the jiggling butts and their penises and nut sacks bouncing all over the place as the boys kept jumping and falling. The men were waiting their turn to go inside and have a chance to jump with the boys.

I grabbed one of the robes from the wall and slipped it on. Time to check some of the other chambers. A flashing strobe light caught my attention and so I headed in that direction. There was an attendant standing guard in front of the entrance that read "Elite Gold Members Only." This was the absolute highest level of membership available here at the Agency and tailored for the wealthiest of clients. This level allowed members to bypass any fuckable's waiting list and basically have access to whatever the hell they wanted with as many boys as they wanted. Only the boys twelve and over and the most experienced ones were allowed to entertain these special guests.

None of the guards knew who I was or that I was part of the Agency yet. He looked at me expectantly and immediately smiled as soon as he saw my colored bracelet. "Welcome to the Agency, sir. Please remove your robe and step right in. I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself immensely," he said as he opened the door with a wide smile. "If you're looking for any particular types of boys or if you'd like to arrange for a private chamber with one or more boys, please let me know and I'll do my best to accommodate you."

"Thank you very much." As soon as I stepped in, it felt like I was walking into some kind of night club with low lighting. There was soft rock music playing that was just at the right volume to make it feel welcoming. There were two floors with several small stages featuring boys pole dancing wearing only bow ties to the delight of several men who blatantly reached out and grabbed and touched the boys as they performed their erotic dances. Most of the boy's bodies in here were covered in some type of glow-in-the-dark oil or lotion, making their vertical boners even more alluring.

They didn't have any of this stuff when I was here back in my days. This was way much bolder than what I was used to. The floor felt cushiony and everywhere I turned, there were men lying on the floor being fucked and pleasured by several boys and there were boys being fucked and pleasured by several men. Bodies were just writhing on the floor in pure sexual ecstasy. This was insane. Boys and men were being passed around from one group to another in what looked like the wildest fuck fest I had ever seen in my life. It was like an endless sea of nakedness with men and boys.

As I kept walking, I came upon one spot that was lighted up by a couple of directional lights from above. A boy with some kind of punk rock hair was face down being butt fucked by a very young hot looking client as others watched stroking their boners. The boy and the client were both wearing some kind of headset with a microphone and we could hear all their moaning and vocalizations coming through some overhead speakers.

"… oh yeah baby. Hhuh hhuh, oh yeah baby. Fuck me good man," pleaded the young boy passionately.

"Mmmm, you have such a fine ass, dude. I wanna fuck that ass. You like this cock, don't you? You want some more? You want it hard?"

"Mmmm fuck yeah. Harder! Harder! Hhuh hhuh. Oooh that fucking feels sooo good. Uuh uuh … uuuuh. Shove that cock hard."

As I was watching completely transfixed, one of the boys sauntered over and started rubbing his butt against my boner. He leaned against me and leaned his head on my neck as he raked his fingers through my hair. This boy was incredibly gorgeous and really really hot looking compared to the others.

He was wearing a bow around his neck which told me he was one of the dancers. He had dark short spiked hair slicked up to perfection. He reached down to grab my boner and started stroking it. Then he placed it right between his butt cheeks and positioned it invitingly where his hole was. Even though I was here as an official observer, there was no way I was gonna pass up on something like this, cameras be damned. Besides, I could gain some valuable insights by becoming fully engaged in the experience. Yeah, right. Who am I kidding? I just wanna fuck the fuck out of this hot looking boy.

I felt my dick easily sliding into his hole. I wonder if these boys keep themselves pre-lubricated all the time. I had spent so many years dreaming of fucking a boy just like this when I was coaching all those boys at the school. Even if it had just happened one time, I would've been satisfied. And now look at me. Ever since I had that sexual encounter with Ari, different boys have just been pouring in giving me the most pleasurable sexual experiences I could've hoped for.

The boy dropped down to his knees and bent over allowing me to fuck him more easily. Mmm, that tight ass felt sooo good. The boy started stroking himself and I could hear his moaning as he joined the chorus of the boy and the client under the spot light who were still going at it. His boyish squeals of sexual pleasure intensified my orgasmic reflexes as I felt myself getting ready to cum. It felt so good that I didn't want to stop. I got to the point of no return and just let her rip all over his back.

The boy turned around and started Frenching me as he pressed his nakedness against me. "By the way, my name's Johann and I'm number 53. Next time you stop by, ask for me and I'll give you a private performance with just you and me. I promise you won't regret it and you'll definitely never forget it." He kissed me more forcefully and passionately before getting up and moving on. Hooo man – I am so gonna love this job.

**--**

The Agency Training Room, half an hour later

Randy:

After taking a private shower, I got dressed and headed over to the new Training Room. I held up the new workbook I was working on and stared at the title that I had come up with myself.

D.R.E.A.M.B.O.Y.S.

DiRections on Enhancing the Arousal of Men with BOYS

By the time this workbook was finished, I was gonna make sure Andy was listed as co-author since about half of this stuff was his idea. Andy was both glad and disappointed to come back to the Agency. We had such a good time during the few days that we got to spend together. I was really gonna miss having him at home.

I heard a light knock at the door and saw Harry walking in. "Hey Randy. How was the ahh … reconnaissance?"

"Oh Harry, it was amazing. It's a lot different than when I was here. I've noticed a lot of changes and it's looking good. Hey, I'm hearing that your group is one of the top performers here. I bet little Andy has a lot to do with that. Good job, Harry."

"Oh, absolutely. That little wonder boy is amazing and I'm sure you've had plenty of time to figure that out for yourself. Anyways, that's actually what I came to talk to you about. Randy, I'm resigning my position as Pod Master here at the Agency."

"What?! But why? You're doing so good and all these boys just love you to death."

"Yeah I know. It's just that ever since we orchestrated that great escape with those boys, things have been pretty weird around here. Even though I have Mr. Johnson's full support, it seems I've lost the trust of the Security Chief and many of the guards. I feel like I'm being constantly scrutinized by them everywhere I go. It's time I move on."

"Well, where are you gonna go? Are you gonna look for another job?"

"Oh, don't worry about me. I'm actually being promoted to Head Pod Master and they're transferring me to the Agency in Canada up in Edmonton. I hear it's pretty nice up there."

"Harry, that's great! Congratulations. You deserve it. So, when do you leave?"

"I guess as soon as I can find a replacement. They usually promote from within, but I don't think there's anyone in here who's qualified. It might be a while before they find someone. They're looking for someone who has experience working with kids, someone who's a fast learner, someone who can appreciate the beauty of boys, and someone who has the skills and the knowledge to start up a physical training program to keep these boys in shape."

"Sounds pretty much like my coaching job," I said with a chuckle.

"Yes Randy. That is exactly what it sounds like, doesn't it?" Harry said as he kept staring at me.

I slowly rose up out of my chair. "Harry, are you … (gulp) … are you offering me the job?"

"You catch on quick. It's yours if you want it. I've already cleared it with Mr. Johnson."

I just kept staring at Harry open-mouthed with what must've been a dufus expression. "Oh my God Harry. Is this for real?"

"Yes. It's for real. So, do you want it or should we start looking for someone else?"

"NO! No, I'll take it. Of course I'll take it. Harry, this would be a dream come true."

"Wonderful Randy. I knew you wouldn't pass this one up. I'll give you a couple of days to get your affairs in order before you …"

"I don't need a couple of days. I … I can start today. I can start right now," I said excitedly.

"Alright then. Well in that case, I have your first official assignment to start you off. Follow me."

We walked over to the chow hall and stood at the entrance. Sitting by himself was a thin little boy who looked around eight years old. He had jet black curly hair that went down to his shoulders. He was wearing stained tattered and torn clothing and smudges on his face. "Harry, he's adorable."

"He just came in off the streets. He's gonna be your special project for the next couple of days. You need to get him washed up, get him into some decent clothes, get him checked by the Doc … you know the drill."

"Harry, are you sure he came in voluntarily?"

"That's what I've been told. The guy who brought him in says he explained everything to him as best he could. But it's possible he might have agreed to come in just to get off the streets and get a decent meal. See if you can find out for sure. Come on. Let's go introduce ourselves."

There was an attendant close by who was watching over him. Harry signaled to him that we would take over and he could dismiss himself. As we approached, I noticed some of his toes poking out of his worn-out shoes. The little cutie was wolfing down a big bowl of spaghetti and meatballs. Harry and I went and sat down in front of him.

"Hey little buddy. My name's Harry and this here is Randy."

The boy looked up cutely with his mouth full of spaghetti sauce and pushed the bowl towards us. "That was the best spaghetti ever. Can I have some more?" he asked with the cutest smile.

"Why don't you let that go down a little bit and I'll get you some more later on, okay? In the meantime, why don't you tell us your name?"

"My name's Vinny. Everyone just calls me Coily."

"You mean Curly? You know, because of your hair?" I asked trying not to laugh.

"No, not Curly – Coily. You know, like that snake from that new video game Q-bert."

"Oooh, Coily. Hey, I like that," I said. Harry and I just smiled at each other as we desperately tried to keep our laughter in.

"Well Coily," said Harry. "Randy here is gonna get you all washed up and get you some nice clean clothes. Would you like that?"

"Does that mean I finally get to take a bath?" he asked hopefully. I noticed he kept shifting positions while sitting down.

"How about a nice warm shower?"

"Really? With real hot water?" he asked with a big smile.

"Yup, with lots of hot water." This little boy was cute as a button and he immediately started to endear himself on me.

"Randy, he's all yours," Harry said standing up. "I'll inform the guards of your new status. As soon as you're done with him, stop by my office and we'll talk some more. The boys in my group will probably be exhausted after tonight so I'll wait until tomorrow to introduce you."

Before Harry stepped away, I got up and placed my hand on his shoulder. "Harry, thank you – for everything you've done for me."

Harry gave me a warm smile. "You're welcome, my friend. Coily, it was nice meeting you."

I went around and sat down next to Coily. I grabbed a napkin and started wiping his mouth. "Hey, after I get you all washed up, you're gonna go see a doctor so he can give you a quick check up, okay?"

"A doctor?" he asked nervously. "Aw man, do I have to? Is it gonna hurt?"

"Of course not. But he might accidentally tickle you right here," I said squeezing his thighs making him giggle. "Or he might just tickle you here, or here, or here," I said poking him on his stomach and on his sides as he kept giggling cutely. If he looked this cute and adorable all dirty and tattered, I couldn't wait to see how he looked after his shower.

"I'll tell you what. After you see the doctor, I'll bring you back here and I will get you a big piece of chocolate cake and a glass of milk."

He gave me an audible gasp with the widest grin. "Chocolate cake??? Mmmm … yummy yummy yummy!" he said clapping his hands and making exaggerated licks with his tongue.

"Come on," I said laughing.

As soon as we made it to the showers, Coily put his hands up and waited for me to pull his shirt off. After pulling off his shirt, he just stood there. "Oh, um … you want me to help you with your clothes?"

"That's what all the men usually do," he said somberly. "Johnny says I always have to let the men strip my clothes off."

"What men? Who's Johnny?"

"Johnny took care of us when we were on the streets. He made us have sex with ugly old men and made us give him all the money they paid us. It's not fair."

Fucking pimps. My body suddenly tensed up with anger and I had to force myself to calm myself down. "You have a mom or dad?"

He shook his head sadly.

"How about a gramma or grandpa?"

He shook his head again.

"Any aunts or uncles or cousins?"

"I was an orphan since I was a baby. I ran away from my foster home because I didn't like it there."

I started unbuttoning and unzipping his torn jeans. As soon as I pulled them down, I noticed he wasn't wearing any underwear. His cut penis was tiny with a cute little knob. I could tell by the smell that they were a bit soiled. "So why didn't you like it there? Were they being mean to you?"

Coily nodded as he started rubbing something on his back. I turned him around and my heart just swelled. Oh my God. He had some disturbing markings on his back as if he had been whipped with a belt. How could people be so heartless with such a sweet innocent boy. I also noticed he had a serious rash on his butt. I immediately wrapped my arms around him and gave him a comforting hug. "Oh Coily, I'm so sorry you had to go through all this."

Coily wiped his tears trying not to cry. "It's okay," he said sighing. "I got used to it and Johnny said I had to tough it out and that I have to be a big boy," he whimpered trying to sound brave.

"Hey, it's okay," I said giving him another hug and stroking his hair. "Everything's gonna be alright. You won't have to worry about Jonny anymore and you don't have to worry about going back to any nasty old foster home okay? You'll be safe here and I'm gonna make sure no one hurts you again. Now come on. Let's get you washed up so we can go see the doc and then we'll go get you your giant piece of cake." Coily kept hugging me not wanting to let go. Poor kid. What he needs the most is someone to hug him and love him and tell him everything's gonna be okay.

Coily finally let go and stepped into the shower. "Aren't you gonna take off your clothes?" he asked innocently.

"Oh, um … okay. Sure." This was a good sign. Cool. As I was giving him a thorough scrubbing, I felt so disturbed by his scars and his injuries that my level of arousal at seeing this cutie naked was not as strong as I expected.

As I was drying him off, I noticed his eyes getting drowsy. The full stomach and the warm shower had really drained him. "Are you getting sleepy? You wanna lie down for a while?"

He nodded slowly trying to keep himself awake. I stood up and slipped on a robe. I wrapped the towel around Coily and picked him up, letting him rest his head on my shoulder as he hugged me around my neck. I walked over to one of the attendants and asked where I could find a quiet room with a bed.

As I was following the attendant to one of the rooms, Coily gently tapped his hand on my cheek. "You still owe me that chocolate cake," he said sleepily.

"And you still need to see the doc after your nap."

"Rats."

I entered the room and closed the door with my foot. I gently put Coily down on the bed and pulled off his towel before covering him with the blanket. Before I walked away, he grabbed my hand. "Don't leave me," he pleaded. "I'm scared."

"All right, little buddy. I'll stay with you."

"You'll stay with me the whole time? Even when I fall asleep?"

"Hey, I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay with you until you wake up, okay?"

"Okay. Thanks Randy."

As soon as I lowered the lighting on the lamp, I slipped off my robe and climbed into bed under the covers with him. Coily turned around and snuggled his naked body against me. He slowly lifted his leg and positioned himself so that my boner was nestled right between his legs under his butt. It looks like he's getting off to a good start. I started caressing his curly hair as I noticed he had finally fallen asleep.

I started reflecting on all the sudden turn of events. I couldn't believe I was gonna be an actual Pod Master. I had so many plans that I wanted to share with our new Director. These boys need to get out some more and get some sun on their skins. They need to take some field trips and visit the zoo or go camping on some private lake. Security shouldn't be too much of a concern. None of the boys would even think about running off. All these boys love it here.

Coily started stirring and snuggling against me. I'm gonna have to take it slow with this one. Who knows how much he's been traumatized by that fucking pimp and those heartless foster parents. All I know is that for now, I'm gonna take this sweet little boy under my wing and I'm gonna make sure he's ready before putting him to work.

As I felt myself dozing off, I kept getting flashbacks of Ari and the heavenly wonders of his naked body. Even after finding myself surrounded by incredibly gorgeous naked boys today, I knew that no one would ever be able to measure up to Ari's unique beauty. Julian, you are one lucky bastard. I hope you appreciate the beauty and the hotness of such a wonderful boy.

I took comfort in relishing my new role. Not only was I the new Pod Master, I was also the new Director of Sexual Training of Young Boys. I kept repeating that title over and over again in my head. I could now satisfy all my sexual desires with all these naked boys whenever I wanted without having to worry about getting in trouble. I could feel my boner stiffening even more between Coily's legs.

Boys, I've finally come home.

Chapter 18
Acceptance and The Single Flame

The Shack, Sunday around 6:00 pm

Ari:

I noticed a faint glow coming from the inside of the Shack as I got near. I went to the window and pushed away some of the hanging vines. Julian was sitting on a rusted folding chair next to his lantern reading from a piece of paper that he was holding. I pulled off my red cap and tossed it to him.

"AAAH! What the fuck?" Julian yelled out falling off his chair.

"Hey Julian! Give me a pony ride!" I yelled.

"Ari, you shithead," he said picking up my cap and throwing it back at me. I couldn't stop laughing.

"Hold on," he said. "I'll be right out." As he walked out, Julian walked in front of me and bent down at the waist, allowing me to jump on his back.

"Yaah horsy. Gitty up. Yaah, yaaah," I yelled slapping his butt a few times as he carried me in circles. I finally jumped off laughing.

"You scared the crap out of me, Ari. It's bad enough being out here alone in these spooky woods."

"Aaah, I couldn't resist. You should've seen the look on your face. You make me laugh, Julian."

"Yeah, well that cute laugh of yours is the only thing that's saving your sorry ass right now. What's that sticking out of your backpack anyways?"

"I brought you a surprise. I'll give you a hint. It's long and hard and you wrap your fingers tight around it."

"You put your dick in your backpack? Ari, you could've just unzipped your pants."

"Try again, wise guy," I said laughing.

"Um, you brought me a dildo? I don't know – I give up."

I pulled out his gift from my backpack and handed it to him. It was covered in gift wrap. "Here, open it." By now I'm pretty sure he could tell what it was before he unwrapped it.

After tearing off the paper, he inspected his gift with a look of confusion. "You got me an old bat? Um, thanks, I think."

"Read the inscription," I said pointing to the side of the bat.

"J.T., I feel ashamed that the ones who mean the most to me ended up seeing the worst in me. I'm sorry for what I did to you. Thank you for deciding to stop hating me for hurting you. And thank you for knocking some sense into me. - R.L."

"Ari, is this the same bat I used to clobber the coach with? That's what you were whispering in his ear when we were in the locker room, wasn't it? Is he the one that came up with what it says?"

"Yup. Those are his words."

"Oh my God," he said regretfully as he inspected the inscription again. "Now I feel like shit for hitting him."

"Well don't because this bat here is what saved us. All of us," I said as I grabbed the bat and stuck it back into my backpack. I stood in front of Julian. "Julian, if it weren't for your braveness, we wouldn't be standing right here. Randy would've taken me to the Agency, I would've eventually been shipped out to who knows where, and Zack and Erik would still be in there. I would've never seen my dad and you ever again. All those things you did in that locker room, the way you knocked him away with the bat, and then how you trapped him in the equipment cage – that was incredible. That was very brave of you."

"Aw shucks. It was nothing," Julian said a little embarrassed.

I placed my hand on his shoulder warmly. "Hey, it was everything. Thank you for saving my life, Julian. I'll never forget it."

"I just couldn't stand the thought of never seeing you again, Ari. In a way, you also saved my life too."

"What do you mean?" I asked curiously.

"The loss of Zack had me in a really dark place before you came along. Come on. Let's take a walk. I have a little surprise for you too."

"Where are we going?"

"You'll see. And remember, if a wild animal pops out, I'm just gonna run since you're the one with the bat."

"Yeah well, I'll just use it to clobber you on the head so it eats you instead of me."

"Asshole."

As we were walking, Julian reached out and grabbed my hand. I slowly pulled my hand away and looked around nervously. I could tell from Julian's expression that this had hurt his feelings. Julian started walking a little faster with his head down, leaving me behind.

"Julian, wait."

Julian stopped with his head still down. "Ari, why have you been avoiding me? It's like all day at school on Friday you did everything you could to stay away from me. You didn't eat with me, you didn't hang out with me during P.E. And now you're doing it again. It's just the two of us here and now we can't even hold hands? Is it because you wanna stop being my friend Ari? Are you getting weirded out about some of the things we've been doing with each other?" he asked sadly. "We don't have to do any of that stuff anymore. We can still be friends."

"Julian, no," I said emphatically, turning him around to face me. "It's not that at all." I pulled him towards me and gave him a tight hug. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry I made you feel that way."

"So, what's going on? I've been pretty bummed out."

We continued walking. "Did you hear what happened to Rodney Friday morning at school?"

"Isn't he the guy that got beat up really bad on the school yard?"

"Yeah," I said looking down. "Julian, I was there when it happened. That fucking asshole Blake and one of his friends punched him in the face and kept yelling at him that he was a queer. Even after Rodney was down, they kept kicking him on his stomach and on his side. He looked at every one of us and said that's what happens to queers and if there were any more faggots at his school, sooner or later he was gonna find them and beat the shit out of them."

I walked to one of the fallen logs and sat down as I felt a tear rolling down my cheek. Julian came and sat down next to me. "Julian, I was standing right there right in front of poor Rodney. Blake just kept kicking him and kicking him and he wouldn't stop and … I felt like Blake was looking straight at me. I was scared, Julian. I thought that …"

Julian put his arm around me soothingly. "You thought that he was gonna find out about you and me."

I nodded, wiping my tears. "Yeah."

"Well did you know the cops arrested him and his friend and they both got sent to juvie? It's true. My dad said he read it in the paper this morning."

"Really? Good. I hope they rot in there," I said angrily. "Anyways, I feel really bad for how I treated you. I was really confused and I didn't know what to do. I'm sorry Julian."

"Aw, don't worry about it. I'm just glad we're still friends. You would've forced me to write a broken love song."

"Julian, can I ask you something?"

"Yeah. You can ask me anything."

"About you and me, what are we? I mean, boys will say she's my girlfriend and girls will say he's my boyfriend. But what are we, Julian? Are we friends or are we actually boyfriends? Are we partners? Are we companions? What do we call us?" I grabbed Julian's hand in mine and pulled them up. "What do we call this and where is this going?" I shook my head in frustration. "I'm sorry. I don't even know what I'm asking or what I'm supposed to ask," I said as I stepped away.

"Hey, look at me. Do you like me? Are you attracted to me?"

I looked into Julian's eyes. "Yes Julian. I'm very attracted to you."

"And I'm attracted to you. So what does it matter what we call ourselves. We don't have to call ourselves anything."

"But I think we do. I've been thinking about this a lot." I stood up and started pacing around. "We've been afraid of asking the most important question of all. And the answer to that question is what scares me, Julian. Are we boyfriends? Are we partners?" I sat down and looked into his eyes again. "Julian, are we gay?"

"Is that what scares you, Ari? That the answer might be yes?"

"Yes. That's what scares me."

"Well, let me ask you something. That very first time when I leaned over and kissed you on the lips, you pulled away all of a sudden. What was going through your mind? What were you thinking? Be honest about it."

"Honestly? I thought 'what the fuck'. I mean, two guys kissing? I thought it was totally homo. In my mind, I felt like I should be disgusted. I felt like I should push you away. But my body reacted in a whole different way. It was totally weird because I realized I wasn't disgusted at all. I started feeling things that I never knew I should feel. There was like … like a spark, you know?

"Later on, I kept trying to talk myself into thinking that if we continued to fool around with each other, that it didn't mean we were gay at all. I kept telling myself that we were just two guys experimenting with each other. Julian, when you kissed me and I pulled away, it's true that it wasn't because I didn't like it or that I wanted you to stop. It was because I was afraid that someone would see us and think we were … well, you know."

"That we were gay?"

I nodded. "Those three simple words just leave a bad taste in my mouth. I guess if you want me to be honest with you, I'm gonna have to start being honest with myself."

"They're just words Ari." Julian grabbed my hands "I have an idea. Let's say those three simple words together out loud. Come on. The more we say it out loud, the more comfortable we'll feel about it. We are gay." Julian looked at me expectantly. "Come on Ari. Say it. We – are – gay."

"We are gay," I mumbled.

"Louder. Say it louder. We are gay," he said out loud.

"We are gay," I said a little louder with a hint of a smile.

"There you go." Julian sucked in a deep breath. "WE ARE GAAAAAAAAY!" he yelled at the top of his lungs raising his arms in the air.

"Will you quiet down? Not so loud," I said laughing. "Someone's gonna hear."

"Let – them – hear," he stressed pointedly. Julian came and grabbed the sides of my face with both hands, giving me a long sensuous kiss. "We are gay," he whispered. "Not so scary anymore, right?"

"We are gay," I said loudly and confidently. "Thanks Julian. Thanks for being my bestest friend in the world."

He gave me a light punch on the chin. "Let's keep going. Are you ready?"

I started laughing. "Yes, I'm ready."

"What's so funny?"

I reached out and held Julian's hand in mine. "I'll tell you in a little bit," I said as we continued walking.

**--**

Julian:

We came to a clearing in front of a small lake. Ari caught his breath as he stared at the full moon over the water and the surroundings. "Julian," Ari said looking around in awe. "This looks so romantic. What a perfect spot. Full moon and everything. Is this where you're planning on seducing me?"

"No Ari. I thought we'd do our homework and talk about careers or something," I pulled out a lighter from my backpack and immediately went to light the campfire.

Before going to the Shack, I had walked around the woods for hours looking for the perfect spot. As soon as I walked up to the edge of the lake, I knew this was it. I had prepared the scene just like I had imagined it. I gathered some dry wood and had placed large stones around it for a campfire. I brought a couple of bench style folding chairs that I had placed on the side and had carefully selected the perfect spot for a thick blanket.

As soon as I got the fire going, Ari came over and sat down on the chair. "I think I'd like it better if you were planning on seducing me," he said.

I pulled out a piece of paper from my pocket and sat down on the chair next to him. "Well, be careful what you ask for. By the way, I forgot to give this back to you," I said handing the piece of paper to Ari.

Ari opened it and started reading it out loud. "Hey, last night was great. Thanks for being my best friend … Hey, this is the note you left on my night stand after spending the night at my house."

"Yeah, I'm sorry about the way I snatched it out of your hands that day. Read what I wrote at the end."

"I can't wait to do some more exploring together."

"Ari, I'm ready to do some more um … exploring. I mean … that's if you feel the same way," I said nervously.

"What kind of exploring?" he asked teasingly.

"The kind where we're riding elephants in the jungle, what kind do you think?"

Ari started laughing. "I'll bring my safari hat." Such a sexy laugh. "Well, now that we are gay and all, I'd like that Julian. I tried writing a poem for you, you know."

"Really," I asked excitedly. "Did you bring it? Are you gonna read it to me?"

"I said I tried writing a poem," he clarified. "Let's just say I really suck at writing poems. Really really suck at it."

"Well, how did it start? Can't you at least tell me how it started?"

"I don't think so. If I tell you, your ears will fall off for sure." He dug his hand into his backpack and brought out a small tape player. "So instead, I am going to lip-sing to you a song I found that says exactly how I've been feeling lately." Ari had us turn our chairs so that we were facing each other. "Yes I'm Ready [by Barbara Mason]."

"Huh? I didn't ask you anything."

He burst out laughing. "No, that's the name of the song, silly." He placed the tape player on his lap and pressed the play button. "This one's the remake, not the original," he said as the music started.

As soon as the duo started singing, I recognized it right away and I loved it. I now knew that Ari definitely felt the same way about me as I felt about him. Ari started lip singing it with a cute smile as if he was the one singing it:

♫ I don't even know how to love you
Just the way you want me to, oh, baby
But I'm ready (ready) to learn (to learn)
Yes, I'm ready (ready) to learn (to learn)

To fall in love

To fall in love

To fall in love with you ♫

Ari was trying so hard not to laugh as he kept mouthing the words. Then he started singing the words out loud, softly at first, then started raising his voice little by little.

♫ Oh, baby, I don't even know how to hold your hand
Just to make you understand
But I'm ready (ready) to learn (to learn)
Yes, I'm ready (ready) to learn (to learn)

To hold your hand
Make you understand
To hold your hand right now ♫

I was totally and completely smitten. I had never heard Ari sing before. He had the most beautiful angelic voice. Ari reached out and grabbed both of my hands. The way the fire reflected off his face made him look more and more beautiful. I was melting under his hypnotic gaze. Without even thinking about it, I started singing the words of the male singer with him out loud.

♫ I don't even know how to kiss your lips
At a moment like this, oh, yeah

Oh, but I'm gonna learn how to do
All the things you want me to, yeah

Are you ready?
(Yes I'm ready. Are you ready?)
Yes I'm ready

To fall in love
To fall in love
To fall in love with you

Are you ready?
(Yes, I'm ready)
Are you ready?
(Yes, I'm ready)
Are you ready?
(Yes, I'm ready)
Are you ready?

To love you
(Hold you)
Kiss you
(Want you)
Squeeze you
(Need you)

Oh, I'm ready
(Oh, I'm ready)
Yes, I'm ready
(Oh, I'm ready)
To love you
(Need you)

Kiss you
(Want you)
Squeeze you
(Trust you)
Take you

Oh, I'm ready
(Yes, I'm ready)
Yes, I'm ready
(Yes, I'm ready)

To love you
(Want you)
Kiss you
(Need you)
Squeeze you
(Hold you)

Oh, I'm ready
(Yes I'm ready)
Oh, yes I'm ready
(Yes I'm ready) … ♫

As the song was dying down, Ari pulled me close and we started kissing. "I'm ready to do some more exploring, Julian?" Ari whispered as we kissed. "Are you?"

"Yes I'm ready, Ari. I am more than ready."

"I love you Julian," he said as we continued kissing.

"I love you, Ari," I responded pulling away. "I love you so much that I also wrote a poem just for you. It's kind of personal and um … maybe a little romantic. I just wrote how you make me feel.

"Julian, you wrote a whole poem for me? You're making me blush. You really planned this out, didn't you?"

I reached into my backpack and pulled out a folded notebook paper. I opened it, looked it over for a few seconds, then handed it over to Ari. "I hope you like it."

Ari grabbed it and then slowly handed it back to me. "Read it to me," he said excitedly.

"Naw, that's okay. Here, you go on and read it."

"Come on, Julian. Please?"

"But it's embarrassing." Ari started making sad puppy eyes at me. "Oh come on, that's not fair. You know I can't say no when you do that. Alright, fine," I relented as I unfolded the paper and took a deep breath. It's called 'One Flame'."

"When I saw your face that very first day

I held my breath when you …"

"I can't. I … I just can't. I'm sorry. It's too embarrassing. Here, you read it." I could feel myself blushing.

"Julian," he whined. "Come on. You wrote this with your own hands and from your own heart. I want to hear the words from your own mouth. You're good at writing poems. You've already shown me some of the ones you've written before." He leaned over and rested the side of his head on my chest. "Please? Pretty please? I promise I'll be very horny by the time you finish."

I looked at Ari's beautiful face with his gorgeous smile and thought about what he just said. I started considering all the words and the phrases in this poem that I had written for him. Hmm, this would be the perfect excuse to get things going with him. Not only had I decided to read it out loud to him, but I would go even further than that. Ari was right. This was the perfect spot and it was very romantic. But I wanted it to be much more than that. So he promises to be horny, huh? Well, I'm gonna make sure he keeps that promise by the time I'm done.

I remembered earlier in the week when our Science Teacher was telling us about a Super Moon that was coming up. Not only was it going to be a full moon, it was when the moon was going to be the closest to the Earth, making the moon look really big. I immediately knew what I wanted to do. I wanted to make this a special night at a perfect spot, under a special moon with a very special person. This was that night. And so far, things were going better than I had imagined it.

I stood up and walked behind Ari, letting the poem drop to the floor. I had gone over this poem so many times that I already knew it by heart. I placed my hands on his shoulders and started reciting my poem from memory in a soft voice. I decided to be a little creative.

"Julian?"

"What?"

Ari turned around to face me with tears in his eyes and gave me a tight hug. "I loved it. That … that was awesome. Thank you for making me part of your poem. It was so erotic and so romantic," he mewled as he snuggled into me. "I'm gonna keep it forever."

"Well, thank you for singing that song to me, Ari. Your voice is so incredibly beautiful and … kind of hot too. That really meant a lot me. What other songs do you have in there? 'The Love Shack'?"

"No," he said with a cute bubbly laugh.

"No? How about 'The Love Machine'. You got that one in there?"

"Mmm, I've got your love machine right here," Ari said sexily, pressing against my boner.

"Yeah? Can I turn it on?"

"Only if you can find the switch. Remember, it has to be in the up position."

I reached down and wrapped my fingers around his boner. "Well, what do you know. It's already pointing upwards. It must've turned on all by itself."

"Does that mean I'm a real turn-on?"

"Hmm, you are definitely a turn-on. I might need to give your machine a thorough lube job before I put it into gear," I said making licking motions with my tongue.

"Hold on," he said as he reached into one of his pockets from his pants on the floor. He pulled out a cherry Lifesaver from a roll and stuck it in my mouth. "I'm gonna want that back," he said as he started kissing me, using his tongue to pull it from my mouth into his.

"Ari, it's cherry, just like our first kiss. You remembered."

"I'll never forget our first kiss. Thank you, Julian. This place is so romantic. Your poem was just perfect. I'm really impressed. So, you were planning on seducing me this whole time, weren't you? Well if you're gonna give me a lube job, then I'm gonna want the full-service package."

"Well, as a matter of fact, I've got your package right here," I said as I pressed my boner against his. "Now it's your turn to check the dipstick."

"Now I remember why you picked tonight. It was because of that Super Moon, wasn't it?"

"Moon? What moon?" I said smiling as I pulled Ari's body on top of mine. This was the moment and the position I had been dreaming of when I was planning the time, the place, and where I wanted to place the blanket. The ground was slightly inclined giving me a view of Ari's naked body over his shoulder bathed in the golden glow of the giant full moon.

The light of the golden moon and the flickering of the campfire added a whole different dimension to his smooth golden skin and the curves of his butt. The soft ripples on the surface of the lake behind his body made it seem like there was a shimmering aura coming out from his skin which made the experience even more arousing. This was a sight to behold. Seeing Ari's naked golden body being bathed by the shimmer of the full moon. This was exactly what I wanted to see, how I wanted to see it, and where I wanted to see it. And what I saw went way beyond my imagination.

As Ari was kissing my neck and my shoulder, I slowly pressed my hands down the length of his back. It was so erotic the way it felt to cup and caress those perfectly shaped butt cheeks of his. "Oh Ari, I have fallen deeply and hopelessly in love with you. You are so beautiful that even the gods must be jealous of your body. You have become more than my boyfriend, more than a partner, more than a companion. You are my gay lover and I want to melt my soul into yours."

"Mmmm, Julian, I've never heard you talk so Romeo like that. It sounds so sexy and romantic. Keep going Mr. Romeo."

I looked up into Ari's eyes as his golden hair hung down sexily, almost touching my cheeks. "You were my beacon that brought me in from the storm. You are my Northern star and I will never again lose my way when I'm with you. The only thing I fear when I'm with you is that someday I might lose you. I never knew dreams could come true until now. I love you Ari. I'm the luckiest guy in the whole world to have you. I love hearing you laugh. I love seeing you smile. I love looking into your eyes. I love when you make me the center of your universe and I … I just want to melt in your arms every time you hold me."

"Oh my God, Julian. That was so beautiful," he said trying not to cry. "Now look what you did." Ari caressed the side of my hair with a tender delicacy. "Julian, you are my love and I give myself to you completely. There's nowhere else in the world I'd rather be than with you right here, right now. I love the way you make me feel when you're near me, when you touch me, when you kiss me, when you are inside me.

"I love you Julian and I promise you will never lose me. I want us to burn with one flame like you said in your poem. I want us to make enough sparks to make our own roaring fire. I want us to get lost in our love, in our passions, in our explorations. I want to make love to you and lose myself into you, Julian. And yes … I want us to take it slow tonight, and every other night that we get to spend together. I wish every night could be just like tonight."

"Ari, I might make a poet out of you yet."

"I doubt that." Ari reached over to his cassette player to rewind the tape a little, then pressed play as we started kissing each other hungrily.

♫ … Are you ready?

(Yes, I'm ready)

Are you ready?

To love you

(Hold you)

Kiss you

(Want you)

Squeeze you

(Need you)

Oh, I'm ready

(Oh, I'm ready)

Yes, I'm ready

(Oh, I'm ready) … ♫

Epilogue

We see Ari and Julian lost in love with each other as they continue to make raw and passionate love under the clear starry night as embers from the crackling campfire float up lazily into the sky. There was no more awkwardness, no more hesitations, and no more doubts about their sexuality. The power of their passion made their golden bodies pulsate with a glow of their own that went beyond the reflections of the campfire and transcended beyond the light of the moon.

The forest was quiet of the usual sounds as if all the woodland creatures sensed the power of this moment and had collectively decided to give reverence to these new passionate lovers from a respectful distance. The pine trees swayed gracefully against the backdrop of stars as the reflection of the full moon rippled gently on the surface of the calm lake, partially obstructed by the silhouette of two young bodies rhythmically pressing against each other.

As the night continued, the reflections of two flames on the surface of the water slowly started to grow and to swell and to merge until they finally became … one flame.

The End