Brian walked into the loft at 9 PM following having a few beers with the gang after work at his company Kinnetik Advertising. It was 17 days ago today when Justin flew to live in New York. He hung up his suit and took a long shower wishing it was a certain blond washing his body instead of him having to do it himself. Just as he was finishing with drying off the loft phone rang. He decided to let it go to voice mail.

 “Brian, call me when you get in; I need to talk to you tonight.” Justin’s soft voice sounded in the loft making Brian run to the phone and grabbing it before he hung up.

 “I’m here Justin; I was coming out of the shower. How’re you doing?”

 “Terrible Brian; this was a huge mistake coming to New York. I have no inspiration to paint. I’m so sad I don’t eat or sleep well. I want to come home if you’ll have me.”

 “Are you sure that’s what you want Justin? Oh course I’d love to have you home but what about your opportunities for the art world in New York?”

 “I never wanted to come to New York. Lindsay talked us into it. She took Gus to Canada away from you and talked us into sending me to New York. This was her dream; not mine. Would she leave Mel for a career move? Why should I do it? I know one thing; if I stay here I’m going downhill fast and we don’t want to see how I turn out.”

 “Do you want to come home tomorrow? I’ll book you an e-ticket online tonight and call you with the details; hell I’ll book it right now Justin.”

 “I wish I could come home right now. I miss you so much Brian.” Justin’s tears could be heard over the phone and it was breaking Brian’s heart. “I need to ship my stuff UPS to the loft in the morning and take a late afternoon flight from JFK tomorrow.”

 “I got a 6:10 PM with Liberty Air arriving here at 7:20 PM if that’s good for you.”

 “That’s perfect. I have another question for you. Can I work at Kinnetik in the art department? I want to work in advertising and help your company. I want to go back to school someday and major in marketing and advertising art.”

 “You’re hired after you take a few days to get settled in. Do you want to live at Britin?”

 “You didn’t put it on the market?”

 “Not yet; I was thinking about keeping it and maybe leasing it out or something.”

“I love Britin and would love to live there but I’d need wheels too.”

 “I’m sure we can take care of that. I’m really happy to get this call Justin. I miss and need you so much. Have you tricked with anyone?”

 “No; how about you?”

 “No way; I can’t stop thinking about you and wanting to be with you. We have to be more careful not to let other people come between us Brian no matter how good meaning they are. I don’t want to be the next Andy Warhol; I want to be your partner full time and work for you.”

 Your timing couldn’t be better; the art department is creating shit right now and I really need your input on some major accounts we have.”

 “I don’t need a few days to settle in Bri. I’ll need some clothes for work and I’m ready to start at once.”

 “Are you going to have any check in luggage?”

 “No; just a carryon bag.”

 “Ok; your ticket is done. Liberty Air flight 4522 to Pittsburgh leaving JFK at 6:10 Pm arriving at 7:20. It’s a first class window seat so enjoy the free drinks.”

 “I’ll eat first so I can drink without getting sick. Thank you Brian.”

 “I’m going to reopen Babylon Justin. Mickey talked me into it last week.”

 “I think you should and don’t let the haters win. Well I’m going to get some boxes and start packing up my stuff. Should I send it to Britin or the loft?”

“Send it to Kinnetik and I’ll get it delivered later to where we want it. I’m really happy knowing you’re coming home Justin. Damn the walls; I’ve missed you so much twat.”

“You too Bri. I can’t wait to get my hands on your body again. I have plans for your big cock.”

 “I have plans for your hot ass twink.”

 “Later; thank you Brian.”

 “Later” Brian hung up the phone smiling. Secretly he was hoping Justin would one day want to come home but he wasn’t going to stand in his way or his career. He knew Justin was crying by the tone of his voice. He sensed that Justin was expecting him to argue with him to stay in New York and give it a chance but in his heart he didn’t want to do that. He wanted Justin beside him as much as Justin wanted to be there. The two most important people in his life were taken away from him by Lindsay and quietly he was upset about it. It was an added bonus that Justin wanted to work in advertising too. He was in dire need of Justin’s talents at Kinnetik. The work his art department was creating was crap at best and Brian was in real trouble mentally losing it soon himself.

 Justin stopped crying the second he hung up his phone. He was thanking his lucky stars Brian didn’t make him stay in New York longer. He wasn’t totally honest with Brian; most of his things were still packed up in the same boxes that were shipped to New York in. He printed out the address for Kinnetik and called a 24 hour UPS store and arrange for them to pick up his boxes. There were some things he did need to pack up once he could find a couple of boxes for them so he did need time tomorrow to get that done after perhaps sleeping in and getting the first decent night’s sleep he would have in the big city.  After 3 days Justin knew moving to New York was a huge mistake and the remaining days was building up the courage to tell Brian his heart and mind had changed. He was very grateful Brian didn’t argue with him and that he was needed at Kinnetik too. To be honest Justin was very interested in advertising from his prior experience with the work and it was a great way to be with Brian and support his endeavors.

 Justin’s jet was 20 minutes late but not unexpected considering how airport delays go. Brian was waiting at the security exit area nearest his gate and baggage claim. When they saw each other it was at the same time Justin broke into a run and jumped into Brian’s waiting arms. Justin didn’t care who saw him as he kissed Brian with all the pent up passion he was feeling right now. They were apart less than 3 weeks but it felt like years to Justin.

 “You still don’t have any baggage?”

 “Nope; just this shoulder bag.”

 “Can you eat again? I haven’t eaten yet and I could use a bit of food.”

 “I can be persuaded to join you in a meal. Do you want to go to the diner or somewhere else?”

“I’m going to break my no carbs rule after 7 and grab a quick bit at the diner first and then we head to the loft to get reacquainted.”

 “Works for me; I’ve miss their cheeseburgers Brian. My stuff should arrive tomorrow.”

 “I got our tailor to make you a suit from your measurements and we still have your suit from the wedding reception at the loft. You can work in them until we buy some more clothes. You have two dress shirts at the loft.”

 “I got socks and underwear in this bag. I need dress shoes however.”

 “We can swing by a shoe store on the way to the diner right now.” Brian led Justin hand in hand out of the airport and soon they were in his Corvette driving back into Pittsburgh. Quickly they bought a pair of black dress shoes for the newest artist at Kinnetik Inc. and headed to Liberty Avenue and the diner.

“Fair warning Justin; Debbie’s working tonight.”

 “I have to face the gang eventually so let’s get it over with right now. I already called my Mom and told her I’d come by to see here on Saturday so I got that taken care of. She may have already told Debbie I was coming home.”

“Ted knows since I set up your new employee account today. We have to go car shopping soon.”

“It’ll be my pleasure to work under you Mr. Kinney. I’m expecting long hard hours deep into the night.” Brian smiled remembering those very words the last time Justin worked for him. Justin kept his hand on Brian’s thigh as he drove and parked the Vette at the diner. They got out of the car and with Justin in front they walked into the busy diner.

“Sunshine! Did you just get in?” Yelled the surrogate mother of all gay boys in Pittsburgh as she grabbed Justin’s neck and hugged him hard burying him into her chest. Justin was ready and took a deep breath before she made it impossible to breathe. Once she released him he could answer her.

“I just got in Debbie. Have you talked to my Mom yet?”

“She called me this morning right after talking with you. Are you here to eat?”

“Yes we are; even Brian will eat late tonight.” They walked over and with luck their favorite booth in the back was open so they sat down together.

“What do you want to drink first?”

“I’ll have a coke and water.” Justin told her.

“Bring me just a water Deb with lemon.” Brian added.

“Do you know what you want to eat yet?”

“My usual Debbie; cheeseburger with fries, mayo and no pickles.

“Give me a chicken sandwich with a side of whatever vegetable you got tonight.” Brian told her.

“I’ll have your drinks in just a second. Let me get your orders in first.” Debbie walked away toward the kitchen window and hit the bell then handed the ticket to the cook. She looked back and saw the boys kissing like they were the only people in the café. Their love made her smile. Truth be told she was worried about Brian losing both Justin and Gus in the same week. When he almost never came out to the clubs or diner she sent Michael to check on him at the loft. That was when he talked Brian into reopening Babylon.

“It’s so good to be home Brian. I should have never left in the first place.”

“That’s behind us now baby; we can start over where we left off. I hope you don’t mind going to work tomorrow because I really need you on the job.”

“Let me guess; you tell the art department what you want and they bring you their own ideas that have nothing to do with yours.”

“You got it on the first guess Sunshine. The head of the department isn’t what I want. I have to replace him as soon as possible. The quality of my people went into the gutter the day I hired him. I want to hear what you find out working in there tomorrow.”

“I’ll do what I can for you. Will he know we live together?”

“Your picture’s in my office so he probably will and the office gossip will be announcing my boytoy is working there now. He won’t know your talent or experience however. I’d like to see how he treats you on the job. I’m putting you in charge of the biggest account right off the bat. That’ll not set well with him but his work was shit. Don’t let him get to you if he talks crap.”

“If I could put up with Michael all these years I can put up with anybody.” Just then the door bell rang and Michael with Ben in tow walked into the diner.

“Speak of the devil and he appears.” Brian said as Michael noticed his best friend with the blond at the back booth and walked over uninvited and sat down across from the lovers.

“Heah boy wonder; when did you get to town?”

“I just got here.”

“How long are you staying for?”

“I’m coming home for good.”

“So New York was too much for you huh?”

“Michael, that wasn’t a very nice thing to say. Welcome home Justin; I’m glad to see you.” Ben was always the voice of reason. He reached over the table and shook Justin’s hand.

“Thank you Ben; no it wasn’t the city since I should have never gone there in the first place. My place is with Brian.”

“Well he was doing fine without you. He would have gotten over you in no time but now that won’t happen.”

“Fuck you Michael; this is Justin you’re talking to. I’ve had it with your jabs at him. Give me the key to the loft you have right now.” The tone of Brian’s voice left no argument but Michael wasn’t hearing it.

“What crawled up your ass and died Brian? We’ve always carried on like this; I’m not being serious about it.”

“No, you have always carried on like this and I’m not standing for it anymore. Give me my key now!” Michael removed the key from his ring and handed it to Brian who in turn handed it to Justin. Justin put the key on his key ring and stayed silent and out of the conversation. He knew when Brian was using this tone of voice not to interrupt him or argue with him.

“I’m sorry Brian; I was only joking with boy wonder.”

“You meant every word of it and the apology’s owed to Justin; not me.” Brian stared at his old friend trying not to let his temper get out of control. “We decided to bring Justin home; he will be living and working with me full time; we don’t need outside people telling us how to live or watching our every move. I don’t need you calling me constantly at work, the loft or on my cell phone wanting to go out and shit. Don’t call me; I’ll call you Michael from now on. Do I make myself clear?”

“OK Brian; calm down for Christ’s sake. I didn’t do anything to you.”

“If you hurt Justin you hurt me. We’re done letting other people tell us how to live our lives and what to do. You aren’t the only one who’ll get these instructions. I’m making major changes and the only one central in my life is Justin. You have the good professor and Hunter to think about and stay out of our business. Now if we got that settled you’re welcome to sit there and eat with us.”

“How’s school going Ben? I plan to start classes next semester in advertising and marketing.” Justin attempted to steer the conversation away from the conflict Michael had caused and Ben gladly helped him.

“Very good Justin; the university has an excellent marketing program. I assume you want to specialize in graphic arts?”

“You’re right; I’m going into advertising full time and working at Kinnetik starting tomorrow.” Debbie came over and sat down their meals and took Ben and Michael’s orders. As they started to eat Ted and Emmett walked into the diner.

“Oh baby! It’s so good to see you again. Look Teddy, Justin’s here.” Emmett leaned down and hugged the blond until Brian removed his arms. “You just have to love a possessive man honey.”

“Hello Justin; welcome home. I for one am damn glad to see you and hear you’re coming to work for us. Our weakest link’s the art department right now and you couldn’t have arrived at a better time.” Ted reached over and shook Justin’s hand. He was not saying all he knew but he knew Justin would soon see what was wrong at Kinnetik.

“We’ll sit in that booth and you guys can sit with Brian and Justin.” Ben then got up and moved Michael out of the booth and let Ted and Emmitt sit down. He sensed they didn’t really want to eat with Michael right now and this made it possible to change things without it being obvious.

“How is the catering business doing Em?” Justin asked his old friend.

“Marvelous honey; I have appointments coming out of my rear and I’m booked solid for the next month. You would not believe the crazy ways people want to get married these days. Are you here to stay?”

“Yes, I’ve moved home for good and I’m not leaving again.” Justin said as he grabbed Brian’s hand and kissed it.

“Will I be rebooking a gay wedding anytime soon?” Emmett smiled as he dropped the question on the boys. Brian and Justin looked at each other and laughed.

“Maybe Em; I’ll keep you informed if we decide on a date.” Justin was smiling from ear to ear on that comment coming from Brian. Michael overhead him and was beside himself with shock. He started to say something but Ben stopped him before the words formed in his mouth. “We have problems to deal with at work first before we make any major decisions about stuff like that.”

“I’m so glad you’re back. We must go out and celebrate soon. I love your hair. I hope you don’t plan to cut it again. Long hair looks so good on you.”

“Thanks; it depends how Brian wants it to look what I do with it.”

“You boys just going to squat or do you want something?” Debbie walked up to take their orders.

“We’re just having coffee and waters Debbie.” Ted told her.

“Coming right up boys.” Debbie then went and poured their drinks and brought them over.

“Heah boy wonder; do you want to work on another issue of Rage this week? I got some ideas for the next issue.” Michael tried to recover from his previous fuck up with Brian and Justin.

“I won’t have time Michael. I don’t want to do Rage anymore. You best find another artist to do the comics with.”

“But you planned to work with me when you were going to New York.”

“Things change Michael. I’m going to be too busy working with Kinnetik and soon going to school as well.”

“Well that just fucking sucks Justin. I needed that income from the comics to keep my store open.”

“Your financial problems are not our concern Michael. Justin will be too busy working for me and fucking me to do your comics so get over it right now.” Brian shot back at the immature man.

“Did I just walk into the middle of something?” Emmett asked.

“Just the same usual shit Em, don’t get up or worry about it.” Brian told him as he calmed down and finished his meal. Both Brian and Justin ate fast so they could get to the loft as fast as possible.

“Everything is ready for you Justin when you plan to start at work. I need four signatures and you’re all set to start.” Ted told the blond making him smile.

“Not that it matters but what’s the starting salary for a new artist these days?” Ted looked over at Brian not knowing what to say.

“You’re hired as the new assistant director of the art department for $52,000 a year Justin. Todd, the present director is a piece of shit and I want you to have more authority in the department from day one. I fired his crony today and let me tell you I loved doing it. Todd wasn’t too happy but his days are numbered anyway.”

“Wow; I wasn’t expecting that Brian. Do you think I can do the job of assistant director?”

“I wouldn’t have hired you if I didn’t. I have serious problems in that department and I want you in there to help me fix it pronto. I don’t have time to play politics and figure it out myself. You’ll understand once you’re on the job tomorrow. No matter what realize he can’t fire you Justin but I didn’t let him know that or that I hired you to work there as the assistant director. He’s going to try to kiss your ass and get in your good graces but don’t let him snow you. Find out what’s wrong so we can fix it and build a winning team.”

“I’ll do my best Brian; you know that.” Justin looked at his lover and grinned at him. “I plan to show you some of my best work tonight.”

“If you don’t get it right the first time you’ll have to do it again.”

“I’m counting on it.” Justin then kissed Brian on the mouth and fed him a French fry. Justin’s cell phone rang and he saw it was his mother.

“Hi Mom; yes I got in ok safe and sound. I’m with Brian now at the diner and we’re headed to the loft next.”

“Thanks for calling your mother and letting her know your plane landed safely.”

“You’re a WASP Mom; Jewish guilt trips don’t look good on you. How are Molly and Tucker?”

“They’re fine son and looking forward to seeing you Saturday. Will Brian be joining you?”

“Will you have lunch with me at my Mom’s house Saturday Brian?”

“If you want me there.”

“Brian will be with me too Mom. Can we make if for two in the afternoon?”

“Sure we can; I guess you might want to sleep in that morning.”

“I don’t want to be rushed to get up and go.”

“Well I won’t keep you since I know you just got in. Tell Brian hello for me and give him my love.”

“Will do Mom, goodbye.” Justin closed his phone. “She sends her love and hello.”

“We should go shopping for your car tomorrow too.”

“I’m happy with a used one that can carry a canvas in.”

“And I’ll be happy with a new one that will make it to West Virginia safely for years.”

“Should I get a minivan for the children?”

“Are you planning on stopping your birth control without discussing it with me?”

“Perhaps I should work for a while before you knock me up.”

“That would be a good plan Sunshine. Well boys, I have a hot date to take home right now. Theodore, I don’t have a meeting until 10 so we might be a little late getting in tomorrow. Make sure Justin’s office is ready for him and the computer is set up for him to use. You can tell Todd I hired a new assistant director but don’t tell him who it is or anything.”

“Will do boss; the guys in the art department who know Justin will be thrilled to see him too.” Brian put a fifty dollar bill on the table and they got up to leave. As they walked by Ben and Michael they said nothing but Justin waved goodbye to Ben. Michael was beyond pissed at being ignored.

“Well it’s a brighter world knowing they got back together again.” Emmitt was gushing with joy.

“Oh spare me your fucking rose colored glasses Em; he’s still the trick that won’t leave.” Michael was mad and it showed. Ben just shook his head in sadness for his lover’s attitude.

“Debbie, make our meals to go; I want to go home now.” Ben was not staying with Michael in public talking this way about his friend Justin.

“Let me tell you something Michael; they’ve been together for most of five years and you still can’t see how much in love they are and how good Justin is for Brian. You’re so jealous of him you can’t see straight and I have every right to be happy for them you damn sour puss. I was going to ask you out for a drink but I think I can find better company to spend my time with.” Emmett let him have it with both barrels. “Come on Teddy, it’s getting a bit too stuffy for me in here.” Emmett threw a five dollar bill on the table and walked out without saying another word or even giving his friend and ex-roommate a glance.

“You’ll never learn to keep your damn mouth shut will you Michael?” Debbie heard every word tonight. “I know for a fact Justin was planning to draw for Rage but you had to go and fuck that up for yourself. I hope you and Ben can get by without the added income now because that boy will not change his mind.” Debbie finished her piece and walked off to take care of other customers. Once the meals were ready she took them over to Ben and Michael. Ben handed her a twenty and they left after Ben hugged Debbie but Michael didn’t even say goodnight to his mother.

Brian and Justin ran into the loft and began to remove their clothing rapidly. In no time they were on the bed and Brian was preparing Justin for a good fucking as the boy/man moaned loud with Brian’s fingers inside him. Brian put on the condom and lubed up and slowly entered his lover with care waiting for him to adjust. Justin was incredibly tight and hot.  The first fuck was like animals; fast and rough as Brian took him from the rear pounding his lover into the mattress. Justin was in heaven with Brian inside him again. The second fuck was slow and loving as Brian took his time to make it really good for Justin and they climaxed together. They took a quick shower and went to bed after setting the alarm. Justin spooned in front of Brian with his arms around him and quickly the boy fell to sleep and sleep soundly all night long.

The next morning Brian woke up feeling Justin sucking his cock like a master. There was ten minutes before the alarm would sound. In no time Brian shot his load and moved Justin down so he could return the morning favor.  They had a quick shower and decided to get right to work on time after stopping in at the diner for coffee and a bite of breakfast. Justin had a good breakfast while Brian had toast with his coffee.  When they walked into Kinnetik Cynthia walked up to Brian and Justin.

“Todd called in sick this morning and won’t be to work today. Hello Justin, welcome aboard; it seems the art department is all yours from day one.”

“Shit; this is probably a good thing. Let’s get you set up at the department right now. Ted can get your signatures later.” Brian led his lover to the art department and the moment he walked in you could hear a pin drop in the room.

“This is Justin Taylor and he’s you new assistant director. Yes, for those of you who know him he’s also my partner. Todd called in sick today. I’m going to brief Justin what I want with your projects and he will then review what you have done so far. Get ready to show him what you have in one half hour. Justin, here is your new office and desk.” Brian led his lover into a room that was larger than Justin expected. “When you come back sometime today enter your passwords for the computer and let me know what they are. Don’t tell anyone else especially Todd.”

“Ok Mr. Kinney.” Justin said smiling as he ran his hand down Brian’s back.

“You can call me Brian at work Justin; we’re on a first name basis on the job here.”

“But I like calling you Mr. Kinney when I’m working under you sir.” Justin gave him his million watt sunshine smile and Brian knew he was going to have a very good day.

“Let’s go to my office so we can discuss the accounts and what I’m looking for with the art.” They left the department and very quickly Brian showed him the existing accounts and Justin took detailed notes as Brian described what he wanted in the art work. Nothing was particularly hard to do.

“Do you think Todd is really sick Brian?”

“Fuck no; he’s mad I fired the man he hired to be his assistant director. It’s his lover.”

“Oh shit! I bet he’s out looking for another job right now.”

“I bet he’s going to need one real soon. I was going to replace them anyway.”

“I know the art requirements Brian but not the business side of things. I can guide the artists and all, but the paperwork will be another matter for me.”

“We can find someone to do that; getting the talent I have producing is the important thing right now. Go down there and kick some asses and bring me some results this afternoon.” Justin kissed Brian and left to do his job. One by one Justin reviewed the ongoing projects the artists had created. He was beginning to see a common problem with all their work and called a group meeting.

“Guys, none of your work is following Brian’s suggestions. He told me he sent his instructions here and you aren’t following them. Does anyone know why that’s happening?” One artist who knew Justin wasn’t afraid of him and spoke up.

“Brian gives the instructions to Todd who then tells us what to do. They Brian comes down here and chews out our asses when we don’t get it right and Todd swears the instructions are now changed and blames Brian for doing it. Brian’s mad and we only get his ideas under pressure and fuck up again and again since he’s hard to understand when he’s shouting at us threatening to fire us. I don’t care if Todd fires me; that’s the truth Justin.”

“If you agree that’s how it is just nod your head.” Every member of the department nodded his head. “Ok, things are changing around here. I know what Brian wants. I’m going to work with each one of you and by the end of the day we will have ready mock ups for Brian to review for each project. Let’s go to work men.” Justin then went from team to team correcting their work. Most had to be scraped and started over again. It was apparent to Justin that Todd was creating his own ideas for the art and they were stupid; nothing was funny, edgy, or original. Justin brainstormed with the artists and they came up with some really excellent ideas and the workers jumped on the creative spirit the blond shared with them. By lunch time they were well on their way creating at least one board for Brian’s review. The entire team decided to order quick take out and to continue working. Justin had a lunch date with Brian.

“How are things in the department?”

“You have a lot of very good talent there Brian. It seems Todd ignores your directions and tells them what he wants for the art to look like and you get mad and come down there believing the artists are doing it when it’s Todd setting up the fucked work. They he gets to look good blaming you for changing the instructions on him. The problem isn’t the body of the snake; the problem is the head.”

“I expected something like that. How much time do you need to turn it around for me?”

“We threw out all of his work and started over with my direction and your instructions. The department is skipping lunch to work through and I’ll have mock ups for your review this afternoon.”

“You don’t have to rush things Justin. We have a few days to get it right.”

“I didn’t claim they’ll be finished projects; you can see them and make recommendations on a board or idea. I know each one’s a work in progress. The department’s really excited to know in advance what you truly expect and they want to show you what they can really do for you. Not one man had a kind word for Todd, Brian.”

“Do you feel capable taking on the entire department right now without Todd’s help?”

“I can handle the art and the artists Brian; I can’t do budgets and paperwork at the same time. If I can focus just working with the teams I’ll give you the results you want.”

“So if we get you a secretary to do the paperwork allowing you to do the art projects you can make the department work out?”

“You have some very smart people in there with great ideas. Todd was holding them back instead of leading them. I have a feeling you might not have a clue how good your people are in that department. I only see one person who might be marginal at best but he’s new and afraid of his job right now. I might get him to settle down and see what he really can do. I see one man who would make an excellent assistant director in my absence. You don’t need to hire one if I take on the department totally but I do want a Cynthia of my own.”

“I want to see what you produce before I make my decision. When will the boards be ready for my review?”

“Will three PM be soon enough for you?”

“That’ll be perfect Justin. I have an opening at three for you and your work.” They finished their lunch and returned back to the office.  Justin announced the three PM deadline and the atmosphere in the art department kicked into high gear getting the work ready. Nobody even took a break wanting to create the best project they could on time. Most of the artists didn’t need any more help from Justin so he spent most of his time with the nervous new guy.

“Gary, I want you to calm down and stop worrying about your job. Just concentrate on the project. Why are you so upset if I may ask?”

“Mr. Kinney said if I fuck up one more time I’d be fired. I did what Todd told me to do and then he blamed me for doing it. I’m between a rock and hard place and I really need this job Justin.”

“Brian’s my lover and I can talk him out of letting you go; so stop worrying. Let’s look at your work.” Gary’s project was a furniture store wanting to expand and attract a younger market. Brian wants an ad that will appeal to straights and gays. Todd only wanted to create an ad for straights. Justin looked at the photos created for the possible ads. “How good are you with Photo Shop?”

“I had two semesters in college. I can do anything the program can do.”

“Ok, I got an idea. Take this photo with a straight couple and superimpose this man next to the other man on the bed like their having a three way or something. Both guys are really hot looking and there’s enough room on the bed for another body. Get on it and I’ll check on it later.”

“Todd will hate it.”

“Just do it; I think Brian will love it. If not I’ll tell him it was my idea. You won’t get blamed for it.”

“Ok Justin, I’ll have it done in twenty minutes.”

“To be safe make a second board of just the straight couple trying out the bed in the store.”

“Todd told me to use the slogan ‘We have the finest beds in town.’ I have another idea.”

“What is it?”

“Where Lovers Shop.”

“Perfect Gary, couples and people looking for love will like it. Use your idea on the boards with script font. Good work Gary; that was very creative. It’s funny now, and edgy especially with the three of them in bed.” Justin walked from team to team watching their work and making small comments, encouragements and suggestions for improvements. By two forty in the afternoon all the boards were ready. Gary helped Justin take them to the conference room and set them up once he was sure the room was free. Five minutes early Justin knocked on Brian’s door.

“Enter”

“I have the mock ups ready for you in the conference room Brian.” Justin was carrying a notepad to take any notes Brian might give him on the work. Brian looked at his watch and smiled. He followed Justin into the conference room. Brian stood in front of the first board.

“This is almost perfect and exactly what I wanted. Raise the font to twenty and a shade lighter blue.” Then he walked to the second one. “This is funny and perfect. Don’t change a thing.” Next he walked to the third board. “I like the concept and idea of it but we need a younger model for the ads. This girl is too old for the products.”

“Todd selected her.”

“Well I’m removing her. Teenage girls are the highest buyers of cosmetics; not middle aged women. I told him I wanted a teenage model.” Brian then walked to the next board. “These are really good Justin. Raise the background shade two levels and don’t change a thing. The client will love it.” Then he walked to the last one. “Ha! This is fucking genius; who did this?”

“Gary, the new guy you promised to fire the next time he fucked up. He’s the one I said was marginal. Todd was steering him totally off you instructions. I had the idea of three in bed but the slogan was all his.”

“I might want to do a new photo shot with better models and all of them in bed together so the picture is excellent quality but the ideas are fucking brilliant. Tell Gary I’m very impressed and in fact tell your entire department I’ve very impressed Justin.” Just then Cynthia entered the room.

“Brian, Todd is here and he wants to see you.”

“Send him in.” Todd entered the room and was shocked when he looked at all the new mock ups for the existing accounts.

“What can I do for you Todd?”

“You have to give Randy back his job or I have to quit Brian.”

“I’m not hiring back your lover. I don’t need him.”

“Well here is my resignation and six week’s notice.”

“I accept your resignation but waive the six week notice. Go clean out your desk but first give me your keys. Remember your confidentiality clause.”

“You owe me the six weeks; it’s in my contact.”

“No, you owe me six week’s notice; I don’t owe you shit. Read your contract; hand over the keys now and get your shit and leave the property. I’ll have Ted cut your final check.” Todd removed the keys and handed them to Brian who in turn gave them to Justin who put them in his pocket. “Let me introduce you to the new director of the art department Justin Taylor.”

“You’re making a huge mistake Brian. Nobody can make them work like I can down there.”

“Thanks for resigning first. I don’t have to pay you unemployment insurance now. And don’t ask for a reference because you won’t like the one you get. Go clean out your desk now!” Todd left the room and headed to the art department fuming with anger. He was certain he could make Brian hire back his lover with the threat of leaving him. Too many projects were outstanding with close deadlines. “Come on Justin; you have paperwork to sign and Ted has a check to write.” Once outside Brian went to his girl Cyn. “Tell security to escort Todd out of the building once he has his shit packed up and to stay with him constantly.”

“Will do boss.” Brian and Justin walked into Ted’s office.

“Here is Todd’s resignation and he won’t be staying his six weeks. Cut his final check up to today. Justin is now the art director.”

“Ok Brian. Justin, here’s the contract so you can read it while I write Todd’s check. What salary will Justin be starting at?”

“The same as Todd had including the sign on bonus. Also write a moving allowance from New York too.”

“Will do boss. That’s two checks to write. Congratulations Justin; we’re delighted you’re here.”

“I hear the boss is a big prick but I know I can handle it.” Justin said grinning as he kissed his lover in front of Ted.

“I love my job.” Ted whispered smiling as he went to work on the checks.

“Listen up everyone. Brian was very impressed with all your work. Gary, he called your work fucking genius. He has some small corrections, which I’ll be telling each of you after this meeting. Todd resigned today and I’m now your director. When I’m not around, I would like for Tim to act as the assistant director in my absence. Brian loved what you did and he’s very happy with the art department today. Gary was sort of at the bottom of the pecking order in here so I want him to know that it isn’t how it is now. There is no bottom or top of our department. We’re artists and we work together on projects and sometimes apart. This department is vital to the success of our company. Our talents and ideas are paramount to our success. We work with the ad execs to create winning campaigns for our clients. Don’t be afraid to say something’s wrong in your opinion. If you think you have a better idea let me know about it. From this day forward we’re a team and we work like a team. If I get stuck on a concept I’ll call a meeting and get your ideas and input about it to help me out. If you get stuck on a project tell me to schedule a meeting of our department and let’s work together to overcome the creative blocks that are normal in this line of work. I want to impress on you not to hold back your ideas. Nobody’s perfect and I too will come up with crap ideas. We look at it, throw it out and move forward as a team. Anybody got a question so far?”

“Will you be deciding who gets to work on what project?”

“Yes but remember we all work together. We don’t compete with each other here. We compete with the other departments of Kinnetik for creating the best results from our department for the company. The ideas and concepts we’ll create together, but I’ll be assigning the work of making the finished product to certain people who I feel have the qualifications to do the project.”

“How will we get promotions if we don’t get to own a project completely?”

“That’s a very good question. I know Brian rewards creative ideas. If you come up with a genius idea I think you get a bonus at least. I’ll talk to him and find a way to make sure professional and successful campaigns get well rewarded. I’ll keep track of who has the best ideas. The people doing the finish product also will be rewarded for excellent work. I see great talent in this room and if we perform as a team like I imagine we can be; you won’t be sorry and your paychecks will reflect the department’s success.”

“How will you decide who works on what project?”

“I’m reviewing your employee records and finished work. If Photo Shop is your best work then you are probably going to see lots of work using it. If freelance drawing is your talent I’ll use it. If concept design is your best talent you may be on many projects at one time helping the department. If websites are your skill you get those projects. Your college transcripts tell me what you know and so does your work.  If we hit a slow period then we can conduct training for others to gain new skills within the department. We can mix it up so your work isn’t boring doing the same thing all the time.”

“This is a radical change to how Todd ran this department. May I ask why you want me to be the acting assistant director Justin?”

“Tim, you’re a senior artist here with all skills. You also without realizing it go around and help your fellow artists out. They come to you when they have a problem. That’s how I see me doing my job. I’m here to encourage you, help you, and guide you. I’m also here to make Brian happy with your work. You may be only an acting assistant director but that will soon change. Just as soon as this department’s quality and production warrants it I plan to get Brian to give you the title and raise to match. We’re going to hire a girl to do the paperwork and budget crap so we can concentrate on creating the art and designs. I look forward to the day you become the director since that’ll be the day Brian and I open a new branch of Kinnetik somewhere else.”

“So I’m not going to get fired Justin?”

“Gary, don’t worry about your job anymore. I’m very impressed with your work and so is Brian. Your job is very secure and your slogan has earned you a bonus soon. You guys were not the problem; Todd was the problem with this department and he’s history.”

“Justin, most of the time we get orders for concepts created by the admen and we build them. How can we be creative if we have to make their work?”

“We can do both. We can create their ideas and our own.  If we believe they send us shit we work together to make a better ad or concept if we have time. I’ll present both to Brian and he makes the final call on how a campaign’s done. This is part of how I’m telling you we don’t compete with each other here; we compete with the other departments for the good of the company. If an angry ad exec approaches you send him to me or Brian. They have no control over your job. That’s my job. Brian welcomes new ideas no matter where it’s coming from. We are a team from this day forward and like a team we own our wins and our losses together. Nobody will be hurt if an idea doesn’t get used. We do our best and move on to the next client and project.”

“Is this how Brian told you to run the department Justin?”

“My instructions are to make the talent of this department become a winning team. How I make that happen is up to me. If you see a better way to run things let me know and I’ll seriously consider your idea. From the start I want to make a creative atmosphere here. We’ll see maximum reward and no risk trying to do our best for the company. I’m not a dictator who is hell bent making my personal ad concepts the next great CLEO accomplishment for myself. I do want to see this team do it together. If your idea is better than mine I’ll jump on it. I’ll always show Brian both of our ideas for his consideration if there’s a question. If we can’t decide as a team which is the best concept for a campaign then Brian will decide for us. We still create what they send down to us but if we don’t like it; we go the extra mile to create one better. Brian sees both of them in the end.”

“The ad execs will be very unhappy when we compete with them Justin.”

“Tough shit huh? We do what’s good for the company; not for the individual Jim. Since I go home with Brian every night they’d be wise not to piss me off.” That got the team laughing out loud and they were now very relaxed. “If there’re no more questions we need to make some small changes on our projects.” Justin then ended the meeting and started to give each team the changes Brian requested. The electricity of the room could be felt as the artists went to work. Brian was hiding behind the department door and heard the meeting and Justin’s comments. He was so proud of his lover and the way he was running the department. He decided to give Justin a hand and make some things reality now and went to talk to Ted.

“Hi boss; how are things in the art department going?”

“Excellent; their work today was mind blowing and creative. I want you to promote Tim to assistant director with a raise and contract. Take the documents to Justin when they’re ready. He won’t be expecting it so surprise them with it.”

“Wow! Two major promotions in the same day and the same department; you must be really impressed Brian.”

“Justin’s doing a kick ass job Ted; now they plan to compete with the ad execs for making the best campaigns for the company.”

“That’s brilliant Brian; things around here are going to really get shook up when they do that.”

“If it works the execs can concentrate on getting new clients for us and let the art department take the load of creativity for the ideas. Justin already knows what I want before I tell him most of the time. I foresee the problems with the art department being a thing of the past.”

“Do advertising companies work this way Brian? Do other art departments compete with the ad men?”

“Not to my knowledge; this is totally all Justin’s idea and I fucking love it. It’s part of how he wants to make the department creative and successful for the company’s success.”

“You should let the execs know in advance you approve of it and support it so they don’t freak out when they find out about it.”

“And miss all the fun when the artists show them up?”

“Good point; let me get Tim’s paperwork ready and I’ll go down to sign him up.” Brian left the accounting office and went to Cynthia.

“I need for you to find me a temporary girl to work in the art department for the paperwork and do data entries for the department’s budget, supplies, maintain employee attendance and payroll. Justin’s creating a whole new organization and I fucking love it. If she works out we hire her.”

“Will do Brian; Michael has called twice since you left your office.”

“I’m not available for Michael short of an emergency. Don’t bother Justin either. Got it?”

“Got it; I’ll have someone for the art department tomorrow morning Brian.” Brian entered his office and went to his computer and began to review consumer reports on new cars. He needed a safe vehicle for Justin that would be good in a crash, good in snow, and have room for canvases should he need it. Brian grinned as he realized he would also need room for massive amounts of food to be delivered to Britin from the store as well.  “Not to mention the decorating shit Justin needs to haul to the house.” Brian spoke to himself. Cynthia came over the intercom.

“Brian, Lindsay’s on line 2 and she sounds very upset.” Brian took the call.

“Hello Lindsay”

“Brian; we had a fight and Mel hit me.”

“Slow down and tell me what happened from the start.”

“Well, Mel can’t find work and her license isn’t good in Canada until she takes two years of classes and passes the bar exam in this country and region. All she can do is be a paralegal. I can’t find work either since Americans are hated in this city. Moving to Canada was a huge mistake Brian. I have to get away from Mel.”

“Have you been drinking?”

“Yes, a little.”

“Where’s Gus now?”

“Still at daycare; Mel’s going to pick him up after an interview this afternoon.”

“How are you for money?”

“Mel controls it and we won’t last three months the way things are.”

“Why do you have to get away from her?”

“Mel’s drinking more than I am and last night she lost it. Brian, she got mad at Gus for wanting to see you and slapped him. When I went to stop her she hit me with her fists.”

“How much time do you have before Mel gets home?”

“About an hour.”

“Do you have both of your passports? Do you have yours and Gus’s passport?”

“Yes”

“Let me look at the flight schedule to Pittsburgh. Humm…there’s a six o’clock flight direct with two seats available in coach; how much cash do you have Lindsay?”

“Brian, I only have just enough for cab fare and to feed Gus at the airport.”

“I’m booking your tickets now. Go pack two bags for the both of you. We’ll buy what you need when you get here. You can stay at Britin; Justin’s home too.”

“He’s not in New York?”

“No, he came home and he’s now the director of my art department and doing a great job.”

“What about his art career?”

“Do you want our help? You worry about your problems and let Justin make his own decisions.”

“I’m sorry Brian; I was just thinking out loud.”

“Do you have a pen and paper?”

“Yes”

“Liberty Air flight number 322 to Pittsburgh leaving gate 12 direct to Pittsburgh at 6 Pm tonight. Your tickets are bought and paid for. We’ll pick you up at the airport. Justin’s buying a car today so we’ll be in two vehicles perhaps.”

“Thank you Brian.”

“If Mel gives you any shit call the cops and get the fuck out of there. Ok?”

“Yes Brian; this is for the best. I have to protect Gus.”

“Charge your cell phone and remember to pack the charger. Call me if you have any problems.”

“What about my other things in the house?”

“That’s what moving companies are for.”

“Ok”

“Call me when you get to the airport Lindsay.”

“I will Brian.”

“See you later; I have to go back to work now.”

“I love you Peter.”

“Love you too Wendy.” Lindsay ended the call and Brian sat back hard in his chair. He then used his intercom.

“Justin”

“Yes Brian”

“Come to my office”

“I’ll be right there.” A minute later Justin walked into the office door.

“You need me Brian?”

“More than you could possibly imagine; Lindsay and Mel are separating and I’m flying her and Gus home tonight.”

“Shit! Where will they stay?”

“At Britin at first if you’re ok with that.”

“Of course I’m ok with that; Gus will be so happy to see you Brian.”

“She said Mel slapped Gus.”

“Fuck! That doesn’t sound like Mel at all Brian.”

“They’re both drinking and I don’t have the full picture yet. I just want to get Gus home and keep him safe.”

“I’m with you Brian whatever you decide.”

“Can you leave early today?”

“Sure; the department’s all lined out on the corrections and doing great.”

“Look at this car and tell me if you like it.” Brian handed the printout of the car’s information to Justin who read it through.

“It’s perfect Brian.”

“Get a purchase order form from Ted and go to the dealership and pick out a car today. Do you have your cell phone with you?”

“I sure do and charged it up last night.”

“Call me when you get your wheels.”

“What do I do for insurance?”

“Ted can handle it.”

“Ok, I’m gone if that’s all for now.”

“Go forth and spend our money.” Brian pulled Justin into a passionate long kiss. “If I didn’t have a meeting in five minutes you’d be so fucked right now.” Justin moved away and turned around wiggling his hot bubble butt in Brian’s face.

“I have an opening for you this evening. Later.”

“Later Mr. Director. Well done Justin.”

“Thank you Mr. Kinney.” Justin then smiled and left the office.  Brian was too busy to enjoy the moment of realizing both of his boys would soon be home.

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Michael was at the comic book store with another day of horrible sales. He had to earn $90 a day to stay open and today he only made $10. The profits from the Rage comic series were very good and in reality he never paid Justin 50% as promised since he used most of the money to keep his store open. Now he was in a very bad place without the money from Rage. Justin never knew how many issues were printed and sold online so he never knew how profitable the comic really was. Michael was keeping over 90% of the profits from the comic. Ben told him to close the store because he wasn’t giving him any money to keep it open. He was putting his extra funds in a retirement account should his HIV health make him stop teaching someday. Ben made enough to support his family’s home and Hunter’s education but no money was there to support a losing business idea for Michael.

Michael analyzed the problem. Justin was willing to do Rage when he was in New York. Now he came home and got together again with Brian and doesn’t want to do the comic. Justin has a job at Kinnetik and doesn’t need the money from the Rage comic. In Michael’s thinking, if Justin and Brian broke up he would lose his job at Kinnetik and would need a place to stay. He would come live with him and Ben again. He would work on the Rage comic and the money would pour in saving his store. He checked his bank balance to see he had $2600 left from the last issue of Rage. Michael thought of a way to get Brian to dump Justin. He closed the store early and headed to Meat Hook to find someone to put his plan in motion.

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“May I help you?”

“Yes, I’m here to buy a car. My name’s Justin Taylor with Kinnetik Advertising. I already have a model in mind.”

“Great, what car has your interest?”

“The Tribeca, automatic with four wheel drive; do you have a red one like that on the lot?”

“We got a set of them in today; let me check on the computer for you. Come to my office and we can get you approved for financing.”

“That won’t be necessary; I have a purchase order from Kinnetik to buy the car. To be honest with you, your online advertising’s crap; we can do way better for your dealership.”

“Funny you should mention that; my dad’s the owner and I know he’s not happy with the public relations company we now use.”

“Who are you with now?”

“Vanguard”

“We take accounts away from them every day. They have no vision or talent to speak of.”

“Who owns Kinnetik Justin?”

“My partner Brian Kinney”

“So you’re a partner at the firm?”

“I’m the director of the art department; Brian and I are lovers.”

“Small world; I’m gay too. I’ve heard of Brian Kinney. He’s a good man. I’m sorry about Babylon.”

“We plan to reopen it soon.”

“I have a red model perfect for you. It has cruise control, electronics package, four wheel anti-lock brake system, four wheel drive for the snow, upgraded sound system and leather seats. Want to see it?”

“You bet!” Justin followed the salesman out to the lot and they hopped into an electric cart and drove to the car. The salesman unlocked it and handed Justin the keys.

“Take it for a spin and see what you think.” They both got into the car and Justin started the ignition. The car started right up and hummed quietly. Justin drove into the street and headed for the highway.

“I have some ideas for your company’s advertising. If you’re seriously interested in seeing them I can be ready to pitch it to you in about two or three weeks.”

“I want you to meet my father. I love the idea but he makes the decisions for the lot’s advertising.”

“Does he know you’re gay?”

“Yeah, that won’t be a problem. He loves my partner to death. We’ve been together four years.”

“Brian and I have been together most of five years running.”

“What kind of ideas do you have?”

“We’re a different company and we think out of the box. I promise you it’ll be like nothing you have seen before. Let me work it up and show you then. I love this car and want it.”

“Let’s go finish the paperwork and meet my dad.”

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“Can I buy you a drink?”

“You’re not my type but you can buy me a drink.”

“I’m not trying to pick you up. My name’s Michael.”

“Then what are you up to Michael if not to get in my pants.”

“You once worked at Babylon before the bombing, right?”

“Yeah”

“Brian Kinney fired you for letting underage boys in the club if I remember.”

“Why are you bringing that up now?”

“You kind of look like Brian. Do you want to get even and make some money?”

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“Dad, this is Justin Taylor. He just bought a new Tribeca with a purchase order from his company, Kinnetik Advertising. Justin’s the director of the art department.”

“Hello Justin; thanks for the business.”

“Thank you for a great car. I told your son I find your present advertising lacking edge and vision. I would like the opportunity to pitch a different way to attract your target market. We’re a different company and we create the latest ideas in advertising.  Companies who hire us see significant increases in sales volume.”

“What do you have in mind Justin?”

“None of your ads use models or slogans. We find that buyers identify with models, and smart slogans are remembered and set you apart from your competition. Vanguard has you using contests and prizes to get people into the door; I believe that’s the wrong approach. Your vehicles speak for themselves and their finer points will sell the vehicles. I’ll sell your dealership with original professional ads using fresh new faces and strongly announce the superior quality you sell. The concept will also be based on the great lifestyle of owning one of your vehicles.”

“That is new; do I have to hire you first?”

“That’s usually how it’s done. Our entire company goes to work for you creating the campaign. My art department competes with the ad men to make the best ads for our clients. I find this way we create the best ads in the business for our clients.”

“Jerry, how much was the final cost of Justin’s car?”

“Just over $37,000 Dad; here’s a copy of the sales agreement and purchase order.”

“Justin, I’m going sit on this purchase order from Kinnetik. Bring me your retainer contract tomorrow. If I like it we’ll sign you up and use the car as the retainer if that’s acceptable.”

“I think we can work something out. I’ll need an idea of your advertising budget and whether you want to use all media or just the internet and newspaper.”

“We can start small and perhaps expand the budget with all media. First I need you to do magazine ads, newspapers, online website profile for the dealership, and maybe on site signs to match the new campaign. You tell me how much money you need to do that.” Justin took out his notebook and took notes of what the man wanted.

“What time tomorrow afternoon is good for you?”

“How about one?”

“I’ll be here at one tomorrow. I have to run this by the owner and get his input and we’ll draw up your contact. The retainer of the car will hire us until you’re happy with the results we bring to you. Are you familiar with Brown Athletics based in Chicago?”

“Yes”

“Kinnetik has the exclusive on all their national advertising and we have many other high end national accounts. We treat the small accounts with the same zest and creativity we do for our big accounts. You’ll get the same attention and work Leo Brown gets from us.”

“That sounds perfect. I’m looking forward to our meeting tomorrow. Let your accountant know I don’t plan on cashing in this purchase order yet unless you tell me to.”

“I will sir; I’m looking forward to selling your cars with our ideas.” Justin shook their hands and left the dealership with loads of pamphlets about the models. As he drove off the lot in his new car he called Brian.

“Did you go to New York to get your damn car Justin?”

“Sorry it took so long. I have the car and I sold the owner of the dealership about 99% into dumping Vanguard and going with us for his advertising. He wants to give me the car as a creative retainer.”

“No shit? That’s fantastic. How much was the car?”

“Over 37K”

“We usually only take 5K from a local small company for a new account for concepts; way to go Mr. Director; you earned a very good fuck tonight.”

“I have to see him tomorrow at one with a retainer contract.”

“I’ll get Ted and legal on it right now. Where are you headed to?”

“The diner; I’m starving Brian; I haven’t ate since our lunch.”

“I’ll meet you there. Later”

“Later” Justin ended the call smiling. He drove to the diner and went in carrying all of his car information to look at.

“Hey Sunshine! Are you eating?”

“Hi Debbie, what’s the blue plate special today?”

“Pork chops, mash potatoes, gravy and buttered corn with sweet tea for six bucks.”

“I’ll have that.”

“Are you looking for a new car?”

“I already bought one. I’m working on ad concepts for the dealership.”

“I have a feeling you and Brian will be fucking fantastic working together kiddo.” Debbie took his order and gave it to the cook. The door bell rang and Michael walked in seeing Justin sitting at a booth. He walked over and sat with the young blond without being invited. Justin was not amused.

“Hey boy wonder. What’s up with all this car shit?”

“I’m working on ad concepts for the dealer.”

“I’m sorry for yesterday and all. Sometimes I try to crack jokes and they come out all wrong.”

“Don’t worry about it Michael; I’m used to it.”

“Can I talk you into drawing for Rage Justin? I really need to keep the comic book selling to get by.”

“Michael; nothing personal but I’m way too busy now with Kinnetik to do the comic. You could find a starving artist at PIFA to take my place. The art’s simple and they can copy my prior drawings.”

“Can I still claim you as the artist?”

“Hell no! That’s not fair to the new artist and it’s not ethical either. How about you write the plot and Hunter gets the credit. Would you like that?”

“I see your point. Let’s go out tonight for some drinks and let’s catch up on gossip and shit.”

“I can’t; Brian and I have plans.”

“I’ve called him today at work and he won’t take my calls.”

“Brian has been really busy Michael; in fact we both are. Don’t take it personal but Kinnetik’s a serious company and dozens of people count on us for a paycheck.”

“How is it being the new artist at the bottom of the barrel now?”

“Huh? Michael, I’m the director of the art department. I’m not on the bottom at all.”

“Everybody will know you fuck the boss and that’s how you got the job.”

“Is that what you think of me and Justin Michael?” Brian was standing behind him and Michael jumped at his voice.

“Brian; it’s good to see you. I called today but you were too busy.”

“I told you to stop calling me. Now I’m telling you to get out of the booth and away from us.”

“I apologized to Justin, Brian.”

“Good, now go away and stay away.” Michael got up and sat at the counter so he could listen to them talk. Brian kissed Justin and sat beside him.

“Legal is working on the retainer contract but they need your input for details.” Brian pulled out his cell phone and made a call. “Cyn put me through to the legal department.” Brian handed the phone to Justin.

“Tom, this is Justin. They want concepts for newspapers and magazines, online website, and lot signs to match the campaign. He wants us to give him a budget figure. If sales increase he wants to go all media later. Do you need any more details? How do you want to handle the retainer of the car? Do you want to use the purchase cost or the car itself? Ok, I need the contract before one tomorrow. Thanks.” Justin closed the phone and handed it back to Brian. “What time does the flight get in? There’s more room in my car for their luggage and all.”

“They arrive just before eight tonight not counting delays. We have time to eat, go to the loft and change and pick them up. I’ll put them in a corporate suite for tonight. Maybe Gus can come with us tonight if you don’t mind.”

“I don’t mind Brian; we can’t fuck at the loft with Gus; you know that.”

“Since you’re a screamer that’s true twat.” Brian was smiling as he said it.

“But I’m your screaming twat and you love it.”

“True; how’s the car?”

“Perfect, beautiful, powerful, red, spacious, new and ready for service.”

“That’s how I describe your ass.”

“Why Mr. Kinney; you say the most romantic things.” Justin groped Brian’s crotch making him jump.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish Justin.”

“I think the diner has a back room we haven’t broke in yet.”

“You’re not fucking in my diner boys; here’s your food Sunshine. Brian, what can I get you?”

“I’ll have a grilled chicken plate with vegetables, coffee and water Deb.”

“You got it.” Debbie left to place the order.

“So the girls are flying in tonight?” Michael asked them.

“Lindsay and Gus are coming in for a visit. Mel and JR are still in Canada Michael.” Brian said.

“Oh; well I better get home and start dinner. See you guys later.”

“Goodbye Michael.” Justin said as Brian just stared at his old friend as he left the diner.

“Don’t trust him Justin; I can see it in his eyes when he’s up to something.”

“He asked me out tonight for drinks.”

“Did he ask for both of us to go?”

“No just me Brian.”

“Don’t do it. I’m taking him out of our lives completely. Our friendship is over.”

“Ok Brian; if you say so. I want to tell you how I’m organizing the department.”

“I heard your meeting today and how you will compete with the ad execs. I fucking love it.”

“Thanks; can we work on this dealership account ourselves with you of course?”

“It’s your account; you landed it so you get to own it.”

“Wow; I have some ideas for the account but I want to work them up before I show you.”

“Your team did so well we’re caught up now and need new accounts.”

“Thanks for promoting Tim.”

“I have a girl coming in tomorrow to be trained for your department.”

“She can use my office.”

“No, put her in a desk of her own in Tim’s office. You’re going to need your office later; trust me on that. Your art program is there and so is other software for your use.”

“I need business cards Brian.”

“I already ordered them and letter heads. I also ordered you a company credit card. If you travel for the company we need to put everything on the card to make it easy for Ted.”

“I shouldn’t steal his line but I love my job.”

“You had a smashing first day Justin; I couldn’t be more impressed with you.”

“With college I’ll get better.”

“Kinnetik will pay for it and you can do your homework at work if you have time.”

“I’ll work over time at home to make the boss happy.”

“Your salary; you don’t get overtime pay.”

“I’ll do it for free.”

“It’s a deal.” Debbie brought over Brian’s food.

“Hey Debbie; Lindsay and Gus are coming in tonight. She said smelly Mel slapped Gus and she’s drinking badly.” Brian wanted her thoughts on the subject.

“I don’t believe it for a minute. Are they breaking up again?”

“It looks like that’s a real possibility Deb.”

“At Gus’s age he can tell you what really happened if you make it a game for him.”

“I think I can handle that. I’m great with kids and he loves me.” Justin said as he cut his pork chop.

“Don’t do it in front of Lindsay; he might not be so open with her there.”

“Good idea; thanks maw.”

“You’re welcome asshole.” Debbie slapped Brian on the head gently and went to work. Brian’s cell phone rang.

“Hello Lindsay.”

“We’re at the airport and got our boarding passes Brian.”

“Justin’s car has more room. He’s going to pick you up and bring you to the loft. I want Gus to spend the night with us and I’ll put you in my company suite at the Hilton.”

“Ok Brian, I’m fine with that.”

“Did Mel give you any trouble?”

“She complained I won’t be there to care for JR, but she didn’t try to stop me.”

“Are you leaving her for good?”

“I have to Brian; I don’t trust her anymore. I need to tell you something. I’ve been seeing Sam Auerbach again. He came to town two weeks ago. He wants to see me in Pittsburgh too.”

“You’re on the rebound and switching teams too?”

“He’s so good to me Brian. We should talk later when I get in.”

“You have my son; don’t drink Lindsay.”

“I’m not Brian. I don’t drink in front of him.”

“Ok, we’ll see you tonight.”

“Thank you again Brian.”

“Have a good flight.” Brian closed his phone. “She’s seeing Sam Auerbach again.”

“Does Melanie know about it?”

“I don’t think so; she didn’t mention it. She just wants to let me know and we’re going to talk later.”

“They haven’t been gone a month and their falling apart.”

“I’m only concerned for Gus. I don’t care who she fucks.” They ate their meals without anymore conversation. Both of them wondered what this all means for the future.

********************  

“Jussin!”

“Hey big guy; boy you grew up on me.” Justin grabbed Gus and picked him up at the airport security exit gate. They took turns kissing each other on the cheek. “Hi Lindsay; I’ll carry Gus if you get that man to carry your bags for a tip.” Justin pulled out a twenty and handed it to her. She got the man to take the bags and they walked to the new red car.

“Am I going to see Daddy?”

“I'm taking you to see daddy right now and you get to spend the night with us.”

“Yippie!”

“Did you pack Leather Bear so he can spend the night too?”

“Yep; he’s in my wogage.”

“Luggage”

“That’s what I said Jussin.” Gus hugged his neck and laid his head down on Justin’s shoulder sleepy like.

“He’s wore out from the flight. He had his bath and ate already.”

“How are you doing?”

“Much better now that we’re here.” They got to the car and Justin sat Gus down and unlocked it.

“I get shotgun.”

“You got a special seat in the back just for a big boy like you; Mommy get’s shotgun.”

“Ok” Justin put Gus in his chair and strapped him in. The ride to the loft was very quiet. Gus went to sleep and the adults stayed quiet for him and also not knowing what to say under the circumstances. Justin pulled into the garage and took Gus out of his seat and gave him to Lindsay. Then he took Gus’s bag and they got on the elevator to the top floor. Justin tried the door and it was unlocked so he opened it wide. Gus was awake now and ran into the room.

“Daddy! Where are you?” Brian snuck up behind the little boy and swept him into the air. Gus started to laugh and when Brian rolled him in his arms they embraced and kissed.

“I’m spending the night with you and Jussin.”

“That’s right. But its pass your bed time so you get to go to bed now and we can play tomorrow.”

“I’m not sleepy daddy.”

“Ok, you can stay up with Justin until I get back. I’m taking Mommy somewhere else to sleep.”

“Ok” Brian then put Gus down and hugged Lindsay.

“How many did you drink on the flight?”

“I only had two Brian. It was a long flight.”

“Her bag’s already in my car; here’s the keys Brian.” Justin handed him the car keys and they left to go to the hotel. Justin opened Gus’s luggage and he got out a pair of pajamas and helped the boy change. Then he got the little leather teddy bear Gus had out of the bag.

“Hey Gus; I want to play a game. Will you play with me?”

“Sure Jussin.”

“We’re going to play pretend and make up a story and I need your help.” Justin took the teddy bear and slapped it. “You tell me what Leather Bear did to get slapped.” Gus looked at him and thought about it.

“He wants to see his daddy.”

“How many times should I slap Leather Bear?” Gus thought about it and then he held up his hand showing four fingers.

“I should slap Leather Bear four times?”

“Yeah” Justin slapped the bear gently.

“Not like that; let me show you how to do it.” Gus took the bear and slapped it hard back and forth front and back handed.

“Tell me who slapped Leather Bear.”

“One of his mommies.”

“Does the mommy have hair like me or you?”

“Your hair Jussin.”

“What happens after Leather Bear gets slapped around?”

“Momma hits Mommy and he has to go to his room without supper so they can fight really loud.”

“Did Leather Bear hurt when mommy slapped him?”

“Yeah, but not as bad as when Momma’s not home.”

“Does momma have dark hair?”

“Yep, she loves Leather Bear.”

“This is late to be calling me Brian.”

“This is important. What do you know about Gus being hit?” Melanie was silent for a few moments collecting her thoughts.

 “Brian, about three weeks ago Lindsay said she wanted to go walk around and was gone for nine hours all day long. When she got home she was drunk off her ass. She has left again and again so I wondered if she was seeing another woman. She screams at Gus for the smallest of things. Yesterday she was drunk again and I walked in and caught her slapping Gus hard back and forth. I hit her with my fist so hard I almost broke my hand. I was planning to call you at work tomorrow to tell you about it. I can only imagine what she told you.”

 “Are you drinking Mel?”

 “Not often; socially just like you do Brian. I never drink at home except dinner wine; in fact to save money I haven’t drink since we got to Canada. What did Lindsay tell you?”

“That you’re the one who drinks and hit Gus and she hit you.”

 “That’s a fucking lie Brian. I would never hit a child; I wasn’t raised that way. I don’t’ even believe in spanking. That’s a Christian tradition.”

 “Gus’s story matches your account perfectly.”

 “Gus wouldn’t lie to you Brian.”

  “He told Justin and Justin told me about it. Are you going to try to save your marriage?”

“Are you fucking joking Brian? Next she’ll be hitting Jennie Rebecca. I’m glad she’s gone and I drove them to the airport.”

 “I want custody of Gus now.”

“I think that’s wise Brian. I have to return to Pittsburgh, nullify the adoption I did, and return your parental rights. I’m on your side if Lindsay fights for him.”

 “She’s seeing Sam again Mel.”

“THAT FUCKING BITCH! Brian, he’s an alcoholic. That’s her drinking and fuck buddy now. He can have her. I’m through with her Brian.”

 “Can I fly you to town tomorrow to start the legal stuff for Gus?”

 “Yes, I’m available. How will you deal with a child and your company?”

 “Justin’s home and working as my art director. Tomorrow his sister Molly will stay home from school and baby sit for us. I’ll think of something. We’re going to live at Britin and I might hire a nanny and housekeeper.”

 “I’ll bring all of Gus’s clothes and toys tomorrow on the flight. It’ll take me a couple of days to see a judge and make it legal. Maybe next Monday or Tuesday I can get a court appointment.”

 “I’ll put you up in our company suite until you get it done; room service and all. Let me know if you need money Mel.”

 “Brian, I got enough to last nine months or more. Don’t worry about it. That doesn’t even touch my retirement account. Where’s Lindsay now?”

“Staying in the suite but tomorrow her accommodations will be nullified too.”

 “Dump her at her parents’ house.”

 “Good idea. Do you want to move back to Pittsburgh?”

 “I’m taking the Canadian Bar Exam in two weeks. I have a job waiting for me after that.”

 “Lindsay said you can’t get your license for two years.”

 “I’ll fax you my exam application and acceptance letter for employment Brian. She’s lying to you.”

 “She drank on the flight after promising me not to with Gus.”

 “She reminds me of Ted on meth; I say fuck her and forget her.”

 “Will Gus miss his Mommy?”

 “Do you miss growing up with Jack? Lindsay told me what your father did to you.”

 “Thanks Mel; I really need you in my corner.”

 “I’m doing it for Gus too; I love that boy Brian.”

 “Call me in the morning for your flight information at nine; rental car included.”

 “Will do; thanks for calling me and hearing my side of it.”

 “For the record counselor, nobody believed you did it.”

 “Thanks Brian; good night; give Justin my love.”

 “Later” Brian hung up the phone. Justin was listening on the other extension at the desk.

 “Are you going to confront Lindsay tomorrow?”

 “No, not until Gus is ours. I’ll tell her a client needs the suite and Britin isn’t furnished yet. I’ll make her go to her parents’ house.”

 “I want to take Gus to a doctor tomorrow Brian. He needs x-rays and I saw marks on his skin that should be documented for later.”

 “What kind of marks?”

 “It looks like a belt on his back and hips.”

 “I’m going to kill that fucking bitch Justin.”

 “I’d love to, then who would take care of Gus? We have to stay cool and do this right for him.”

 “This is like Joan drinking and Jack’s abuse all rolled into one.”

“I know; we’ll give him a great home Brian, full of love and laughter.”

 “I love you Justin Taylor.” Brian took his blond and kissed him hard trying to erase the memory of his past with his parents in the mouth of the hottest blond in the USA. Justin tasted of mint from his toothpaste. It was intoxicating as they dueled for tongue domination. Soon they stopped for air.

 “We should get to sleep now. I’ll try to give you a wakeup call.”

“I’d love that but make sure Gus is still asleep.”

 “I love you Brian; goodnight.”

 ********************   

 “What do you mean I can live at your house in West Virginia yet?”

 “It’s not ready; I wasn’t expecting you to come here or Justin so soon too. I need this room for a client tonight. I’ll take you to your parents for a visit.”

 “Let’s pick up Gus first.”

 “Gus wants to stay with me and Justin for a few days and we want him to be with us. It’ll give you a break from him.” 

 “Well if you’re sure I’m not imposing on you Brian. I know how busy you are.”

 “We got it covered Lindsay.”

 “Are you upset with me Brian?”

 “I’m stressed with work problems; don’t mind me Windy. Let’s get you to your parents so I can get to work.”

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 “Thank you for seeing us today Dr. Walker.”

 “Sure Justin; who is this fine young man?”

 “This is Gus and I promised him no shots if we can make that true. He needs a complete examination. I think you’ll need a camera too Doctor.” Dr. Walker looked at Justin and realized at once this might be serious.

 “Here’s a gown; Gus, I need for you to get undressed and put on this gown for me. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

 “He’ll be ready doctor. Thank you.” The doctor left the examination room and Justin got Gus ready for his exam. Three minutes later the doctor returned. He took Gus’s vitals and wrote them down. Justin pointed to a mark on his face and the doctor photographed it. Next the doctor examined his stomach area.

 “That hurt me”

 “You can feel that Gus?”

 “Sore” Justin handed him his teddy bear.

 “Show me why Leather Bear has a sore tummy Gus.” The boy started to punch the bear in the stomach.

 “SHUT UP LEATHER BEAR!” Justin looked at the doctor.

 “Gus, can you tell Doctor Walker the story we made up last night?” Gus got all animated and recalled the story of his abuse in detail worthy of a boy older than four. They were not ready for the next thing the boy said.

“And mommy comes into Leather Bear’s room at night and wakes him up and makes him giggle like this.” Then Gus put his mouth between the teddy bears legs.“ But Leather Bear doesn’t have his pajamas up and it tickles.”

 “Gus, when was the last time mommy made Leather Bear giggle like that?” The doctor asked him.

 “Before we went to get on the airplane to see daddy and Jussin.”

 “Was that before Leather Bear had his bath?”

 “After the bath.” Justin had tears in his eyes but hide them from the boy. The doctor left the room and returned with a sexual assault evidence kit. Using several cotton sticks he took DNA samples all around the boy’s genitals. Then he turned out the light and used a black light to find traces of body fluids on him and took special samples of those. When he was done he turned on the light.

“I want you to see this doctor. Turn over for me Gus.” The boy flipped on his stomach. The doctor could clearly see the marks of a thin belt or cord on his legs, buttocks, and back. The doctor took many photos of them.

“Gus, did mommy hit Leather Bear with a belt?”

“Yep, she said it was for him to be good. Spare the rod, spoil the child. Spare the rod, spoil the child.”

“Is that what mommy says?”

“Over and over”

“Gus do you hurt anywhere I should know about?”

“Sometimes my head hurts if I run.”

“I see you holding your wrist; does it hurt you?”

“Yes sir.” Justin handed him the teddy bear again.

“Show us how Leather Bear got his arm hurt for me.”Gus got down off the table and walked around the room holding the bear with the same arm jerking it back and forth in front and behind him.

“Good boy.” Justin was smiling but his heart was breaking. The doctor pointed up to a camera on the wall. “Did you record all of it?”

“Yes; Gus, my nurse will help you get some pictures of your bones now. I’m going to talk with Justin.”

“Hi Gus; I’m Nurse Carol. Let me put this robe on you so we can walk down the hall.”

“Can Leather Bear go too? His head hurts him.”

“He sure can. I’ll take his pictures too Gus and we’ll make him all well.” Carol helped him into his robe and led Gus out of the room carrying his teddy bear in his arms.

“Doctor, I had no idea about sexual abuse.”

“This is very serious Justin. I have strict laws to follow and I must report this to the authorities at once. Do you know the name of his mother who did this?”

“Lindsay Peterson; she’s his biological mother and she has a real bad drinking problem.”

“I need to know where the police can find her. We need a sample of her DNA. I found trace evidence on his genitals Justin.”

“What did the black light show you?”

“Saliva on his sac, penis and the surrounding area. That’s why I asked about the bath first.”

“An attorney is flying in today to make my lover Brian his guardian again. Brian’s his father.” 

“Under no circumstances should Ms. Peterson see her son again.”

“Yes sir; we already planned to keep him away from her when we realized the physical abuse and her drinking. Brian’s going to be so shocked about this. I don’t know how to tell him. Can I have a copy of the recording you did of this examination for him to see?”

“It’s evidence and reveals the boy’s nudity. Since he is the father and I have your word no one else will see it, and you’ll destroy it after he sees it; I’ll provide a copy for you.”

“Brian and I have a good friend who’s a detective for the Pittsburgh Police. I’d like to call him and ask if he can lead this investigation.”

“You need to call him right now Justin. I have to report this at once.” Justin pulled out his cell phone and made the call to Carl’s personal cell phone.

“Carl Horvath”

“This is Justin Carl. I’m at the Pittsburgh Medical Center with Doctor Walker. We have pretty solid evidence Lindsay has physically and sexually abused Gus. Can you handle the case for us?”

“I’ll get a Sexual Assault officer to join me and be right over Justin. I’m really sorry to hear this.”

“Brian doesn’t know about it yet. The doctor is here and has to report it and I want your help.”

“Let me talk to him.” Justin handed the phone to doctor Walker.”

“This is Doctor Walker.”

“Detective Carl Horvath; what kind of evidence do you have for me?”

“Gus’s testimony during the exam, whipping marks on his back side photographed, and possible saliva on his genitalia area. I did a complete exam by law using an evidence kit and recorded the exam. He’s in x-ray now with possible injury to his head and right wrist and arm.”

“How well did Gus describe the abuse?”

“He showed us using his teddy bear for a prop. It’s all recorded. Justin wants a copy to show the father if you don’t have any objections.”

“I know those boys. I’m ok with it. We’ll be there in ten minutes.”

“Thank you officer.” The doctor closed the phone and handed it to Justin. “Let’s go look at Gus’s x ray photos Justin. May I ask why you wanted your friend on this case?”

“Brian and I are gay. There are lots of cops who hate us and think we all molest children. Carl will not let that prejudice affect us.”

“Would you and Brian submit to a DNA sample?”

“I’m certain we will. Take mine now if you like.” The doctor looked up at the camera and smiled.

“I don’t believe that will be necessary Justin. Gus’s story’s pretty clear.” They left the room and entered the x-ray room. Gus was sitting in a chair playing with his bear. The doctor pulled out the photos and looked at them.

“The right wrist shows severe trauma to the ligaments since the joint is dislocated somewhat; almost out of socket. He must have a very high tolerance to pain.”

“He’s a very tough little boy.” The doctor then moved to the head shot.

“I need to do a cranial CAT scan of his brain and liver.” The doctor pointed at the film at a hairline crack in the skull. “That shouldn’t be there. This may be the cause of the headaches he mentioned. It looks fresh and new.”

“Where do you want me to go for the CAT scan?”

“Pittsburgh General; first I’ll put a brace on his wrist to immobilize it. He needs to keep it on for six weeks and take it off only for bathing. The joint will realign without any setting naturally.”

“Can we do the CAT scan right now?”

“I’m sure the officers will want to talk to Gus first. They’re very professional and good with children. Our recording is a huge help for them.”

“Gus knows detective Carl and that’ll make it easier for him to talk with them.”

“You did real good Gus. Let’s take you back to the room so you can get dressed now. I have a special thing to make your arm stop hurting you.”

“Ok doctor.” Gus got up and walked with them to the examination room. Once he was dressed the nurse came in to tell them the cops were there. The doctor left to show them the recording and make a copy for Justin. Minutes later they walked into the exam room. Carl was assisted by a female child sexual abuse officer.

“Uncle Carl!”

“Hi Gus; how’s my favorite boy today?”

“My arm and head hurts but the doctor said he can fix me.”

“That great kiddo. This is my friend Nancy; Nancy, this young man is Gus.”

“Hello Gus; aren’t you a cute boy. That’s a fine looking teddy bear you got there.”

“His name is Leather Bear.”

“Tell me Gus; are you Leather Bear?” Gus looked up at her and frowned.

“Does that mean you’re going to arrest me?”

“Heaven’s no! You’re not in trouble Gus. I just wondered.”

“I’m Leather Bear when I’m sad. He helps me get happy.”

“He’s a good bear Gus; thank you. Justin, can we speak with you for a moment?” They walked out to the hall. Carl looked at Justin with a serious face.

“Justin, I need to know where we can find Lindsay right now for questioning.”

“Brian took her to her parents’ house in Bellaire Estates.” Justin pulled out his cell phone and called Brian.

“How’s Gus?”

“I have so much to tell you later. I can’t do my one o’clock meeting. I need to know where Lindsay is right now.”

“You’re not taking him over there.”

“Hell no Brian; Carl’s here and he wants to talk to her.”

“Oh, look up Charles Peterson on Royal Lane. That’s where I found it.”

“Ok, I’m taking Gus to Pittsburgh General for CAT scans after I leave here.”

“You sound upset.”

“Brian you have no fucking idea how upset I am. Let me tell you in person.”

“Ok, call me later.”

“Later” Justin closed his phone. “She’s at the home of Charles Peterson on Royal Lane. It listed publically. Brian got the address for his GPS probably.” They walked back into the room.

“Gus, can you tell me how many times mommy made Leather Bear giggle at night?”

“I don’t know.”

“How many fingers Gus?” Justin asked him. The boy held up both hands wide all ten fingers.

“More Jussin. I can’t count that high.”

“Gus, did mommy make you hurt and giggle here in Pittsburgh?” The lady officer asked him.

“It was in Canada.” They looked at each other. Gus admitted he was hit and giggled and not his bear without prodding and the jurisdiction was Canada for these crimes. Extradition proceedings would eliminate the possibility of bail given. The officers left to go arrest the mother. The evidence was very damning without the DNA.

********************   

Brian was too busy to get upset now. Justin was running late so he made arrangements to meet with the owner of Williams Subaru and get the deal signed. He called in advance and told them Justin had a family emergency with their son at the doctor and Mr. Williams was impressed the owner of Kinnetik personally would see him and they were gay parents. Before leaving he walked into the art department. The artists continued to work not showing any fear of Brain being there.

“It’s good to find you boys working for a change.”

“This is fun sir, not work. We can create now and love doing it.”

“Well I came in to tell you all personally I’m very impressed with your recent work. Gary, you got a bonus and a raise for that slogan you came up with. You were due a raise anyway. I have an appointment out of the office and I thought I’d see if anyone had a question for me.” Everybody looked at each other.

“Brian, we’re all good here and know what you want. Thank you for giving us Justin.” Tim told him.

“I have a new rule for all of you. If you hurt Justin; you’re fired. Am I clear?”

“Yes sir Brian; we love Justin so that won’t be a problem.”

“Good; now I have to learn how to love my art department. See you all later.” Brain smiled and left the room.

“Cynthia, I might be gone all day. Get Ted to train the girl in the art department.”

“Ok Brian; I’ll manage.” Brian took his coat and briefcase and left the building.

**********************  

“What do I have to do and what’s in it for me?” The ex-bouncer of Babylon asked Michael in the comic book store.

“It’s a practical joke and a big one. We do this stuff to each other all the time. I’ll call Justin to have a drink with me then call you to help me. I’ll slip him a mickie in his drink and knock him out. You carry him to your car and we go to your apartment. I’ll photograph him in bed naked with you like you’re having sex with him. We dress him and put him in his car before he wakes up. I’ll pay you a thousand bucks for your help.”

“You’ll pay me two thousand now to do it up front or get another man to help you.” Michael opened his drawer and counted out $2,000.

“I’ll call you when it’s time to pull off the joke.”

“I’ll be waiting for you.” The guy walked out of the comic book store smiling. He pulled out his cell phone and made a call.

“Brian Kinney; who is this?”

“Brian, this is Larry your old bouncer at Babylon. Dude, you won’t believe your friend Michael just paid me 2 grand cash in advance to fuck you and Justin over hardcore.”

“Meet me at my office at three Larry. Thanks for the heads up.”

“Hey; you fired me fair and square and gave me a great recommendation to Boytoy. I ain’t fucking you guys over but Michael’s fucking dangerous man and a damn idiot. You got to keep Justin away from him Brian. He’s fucking sick and he wants to hurt your boy bad.”

“Thanks for the warning. See you at three with more cash for calling me.”

“Sweet” The man closed his phone laughing as he walked down Liberty Avenue to his car.

Brian called Justin.

“Hey Brian, I’m waiting for them to finish the CAT scans now.”

“Remember me telling you Michael was up to something?”

“Yeah”

“An old bouncer at Babylon I fired just called me. Michael paid him two grand to fuck you over something bad. I’m meeting him at three at the office to find out how. Don’t go near Michael, Justin; Larry said he’s really dangerous now.”

“Larry at Boytoy? He’s a good guy Brian. I’ll be there after taking Gus to Molly. I got to hear this. Fuck this day sucks.”

“How's Gus?”

“He’s ok Brian but don’t worry about Lindsay getting him back. It’s not going to happen.”

“That’s the best news I got all day. I’m headed to William’s Subaru. Later.”

“I love you Brian; later.”  Brian then made another call.

“Hello Brian”

“Ben; this is serious. I need you at my office at three today without telling Michael. He paid a man $2,000 to hurt Justin and he’s going to tell me about it in person at three.”

“I’ll be there Brian and Michael won’t know about it. I want to learn about this too. This might be the final straw for me Brian.”

“I’m sorry Ben but I felt you had a right to know. Whatever it is; I know it’s bad. See you at three.”

“See you Brian.” Brian felt he had time for one more phone call.

“Hello Brian”

“I know your busy so I’ll make this quick, Michael paid a man $2,000 in advance to hurt Justin somehow. I’m meeting him in my office at three to find out how and Ben will be there with Justin too. I want to press charges if I can.”

“I have to remove myself from that case but I’ll send you an excellent detective Brian.”

“Three this afternoon at my office at Kinnetik. Thanks Carl.” Brian felt better and headed to his appointment for Justin’s client.

********************

“Hey Mollusk; thanks for staying home and looking after Gus today.”

“Hi Gus; what happened to his arm Justin?”

“I’ll tell you later. Gus, you want to watch cartoons on TV?”

“Sponge Bob?”

“Maybe, let’s go see what on now.” Justin put Gus on the couch and started the TV and set the remote to the cartoon channel. He motioned for Molly to join him in the kitchen.

“Don’t freak out and don’t call and worry Mom. Gus has been physically and sexually abused by his mother Lindsay who has a new drinking problem.”

“Fuck Justin; you got to tell the police.”

“They’re picking her up right now. She’ll probably go to prison. If he gets a headache here’s some Children’s Tylenol and not more than a dose every four hours. He had one an hour ago. He’s probably hungry too. I got to run and get back to work. Don’t say anything to Gus about his mommy or talk about it.”

“Ok; I’m so sorry about this. What happens to Gus now?”

“He belongs to me and Brian. It’ll be legal next week. I don’t know when I’ll get back tonight. We got shit jumping everywhere right now.”

“We’ll be fine and I got tons of fun food for Gus.”

“I’ll call you later sis.” Justin kissed Gus goodbye and left quickly. He wanted to eat a bite before going back to the office. He avoided Liberty Avenue and went to a Chinese buffet restaurant.

**********************  

“Hello, may I help you?”

“I’m Carl Horvath and I have to talk to Lindsay Peterson sir.”

“May I ask what this is about?” Carl and Nancy showed Mr. Peterson their detective badges. “We need to question her about a crime sir.”

“Come in officers.” They entered the house to find Lindsay sitting in the living room with a drink.

“Carl, I wasn’t expecting to see you. Oh my God! Did something happen to Brian?”

“Lindsay Peterson, you’re under arrest for 10 counts of sexual assault of a child under six years old, and child abuse with bodily harm. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney present during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights?” Nancy looked into her eyes as she read the Miranda warning.

“I understand.”

“Having these rights in mind, do you wish to talk to us now?”

“I didn’t do anything; this must be some kind of mistake. Did Brian put you up to this Carl so he can take Gus from me?”

“Ms. Peterson, do you wish to talk to us now?” Nancy was perfectly professional with a live recorder in her pocket.

“I’m willing to talk with you.”

“Would you submit a DNA sample for us? It’s a simple cotton swab on a stick inside your cheek.”

“Yes” Nancy took out her evidence bag and took the sample from Lindsay.

“Lindsay, I’ve known you for many years after Gus was born. But today I’m a detective and these are serious crimes. Your son Gus, has multiple marks on his back, hips and legs from a belt. Did you spank your son with a belt?”

“He was having a tantrum and I had to discipline him.”

“You admit to hitting him with a belt.”

“Yes; there’s no crime spanking your child. He wasn’t permanently harmed.”

“Gus has a dislocated right wrist. How did that happen?”

“I have no idea; he hasn’t said anything to me about it.”

“Gus also has a crack in his skull and he has headaches. Do you know about that?”

“He fell off his swing set and bumped his head last week.”

“Did you take him to a doctor?”

“No: it didn’t appear to be that serious.”

“Little Gus has trauma to his abdomen area; with a swollen liver. Did you hit your son in the stomach?”

“Of course not. I love my child.”

“Did you ever slap him?” Lindsay realized Melanie would confirm this one.

“I did lose my temper once but my partner stopped me.”

“And what is her name?”

“Melanie Marcus; she’s an attorney.” Lindsay raised her nose in a very WASPY fashion.

“Were you drinking when this happen?”

“I had two glasses of wine perhaps.”

“What are you drinking now Ms. Peterson?”

“Bombay and tonic on ice.”

“Gus tells us you came into his room at night and woke him up. You pulled down his pajamas and underwear and placed your mouth on his genitals. Did you do it Lindsay?” Her eyes got huge.

“Lindsay, don’t say another word; shut up right now.” Her father realized this was very bad.

“Ms. Peterson; will the saliva samples we obtain off of Gus’s private parts match your DNA sample today?”

“I…”

“Shut up girl. Don’t answer that. She invokes her right to remain silent and see her attorney. What will be her bail today?”

“Mr. Peterson, the crimes happened in Canada and Lindsay will be taken into custody to await extradition proceedings. There is no bail for these crimes under these circumstances. Lindsay, I have to handcuff you now and take you in.” Carl took out his handcuffs and put them on the crying woman. They led her out of the house and into the car. Driving to the station the questioning began again. The dash cam was on recording it all.

“Lindsay, we see this all the time. You’re not the first mother who made a mistake. We know you went down on your son more times than he can count. You might feel better if you get it off your chest; often it helps people to admit it. Can you tell me why you did it?”

“I love his father and Gus looks so much like him. I couldn’t help myself. I thought it was Brian. I love him so much. I’m a horrible mother.”

“No you’re not Lindsay; you just made a mistake and now you can get better and recover from it. Don’t you feel better telling me about it?”

“Yes I do.”

“How did Gus really hurt his head Lindsay?”

“I slapped him and he fell down and hit his head on the coffee table two nights ago.”

“What did he do to make you do that?”

“Honestly, I can’t remember why it happened.”

“Were you drinking Lindsay?”

“Yes”

“How many times Lindsay did you put your mouth on Gus’s penis?”

“Maybe thirty or forty times; I can remember it all.”

“Were you drinking when you did it?”

“No, I just woke up craving him. Craving Brian and Gus was all I have of Brian.”

“What did Gus do when you went down on him?”

“After a while of me waking him, he would pull down his pants and invite me to have him. He would giggle and cooo at me with the most amazing sounds. It got to be a routine almost every night.”

“When was the first time you did it to him?”

“Just after his third birthday. He was walking around, sounding so much like his father Brian.”

“How long were you in Canada Lindsay?”

“Perhaps a month almost.”

 “So you went down on your son Gus in Pittsburgh for over a year?”

“I was going down on Brian. Yes, over a year in Pittsburgh.”

“If you love Brian and you have his son; why did you physically abuse him Lindsay?”

“BECAUSE HE WASN’T BRIAN; CAN’T YOU SEE THAT?”

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“Brian, before I play this DVD of Gus’s examination; realize this is going to be very disturbing. Lindsay has been arrested for physical and sexual abuse.”

“What the fuck Justin; and you’re just telling me now about this?”

“I had it under control and you had other things to worry about. Gus will be ok Brian; trust me. Before you see this remember; this is why Gus is forever yours Brian. Pass this horrible storm and we have your son without a problem. Gus is safe now and young enough to get over it.” Brian nodded his head and Justin played the DVD. Brian watched in silence the entire time. Gus was so smart, innocent and charming. When it was over both lovers had tears in their eyes.

“He’s going to need counseling Justin.”

“Maybe not; let’s see how he acts for a few days Brian. Sometimes bringing it up is worse than the events themselves.” There was a knock at the door.

“Yes?” Brian spoke softly. Cynthia stuck her head in the door.

“Melanie’s here with Gus’s things Brian.”

“Send her in.” Melanie walked in and went to Justin and hugged him.

“Both of you look like your crying.”

“Watch this Mel.” Brian started the recording for Mel to see. With a lawyer’s eye she watched the exam.

“Where's Lindsay now Brian?”

“She’s been arrested. What is she facing?”

“In Canada or Pittsburgh it’s the same….LIFE.”

“Can she get out of it?”

“If she was my client I’d have to see the police evidence but this is very bad for her. I’d try for an insanity defense but I doubt it would hold up. If her oral DNA is on his private area she’s fucked.”

“We have another problem; Michael.” Brian told her.

“Can this day get any better?”

“He paid a man $2,000 cash, in advance, to hurt Justin. The guy called me and told me about it. He should be here any minute to tell us the plot.”

“Justin?”

“Our Justin Mel. Gus’s stepfather from now on who loves him very much.”

“Brian, a Larry Jones is here to see you.” Cynthia announced on the intercom.

“Send him in.” Larry walked into the office.

“Wow, this place is nice. Better than the bath house Brian.”

“We have to wait until other people get here.”

“Who all gets to hear my story?”

“You know Justin; this is Melanie Marcus and the mother of Michael’s child and a friend. Ben, his lover is coming at my invitation. And a detective with the Pittsburgh Police.”

“I don’t want cops. I don’t want to get into trouble”

“You’re not going to get into trouble. You’re a hero for Justin and me. I’m planning to reward you like a hero but I need your help pressing charges against Michael. Justin’s allergic to most drugs and Michael could have killed him.”

“What kind of reward Brian?”

“You’ll have to give up the $2,000 for evidence Larry. I’m giving you $5,000 to help me. Don’t mention it in your story. We have a private arrangement. This is if I can press charges but only tell the truth.”

“The truth’s bad enough.”

“Brian, Ben and a Detective Livingstone are here to see you.”

“Send them in.” Ben walked in and embraced Justin who returned the hug.

“Officer, thank you for coming today. This is Larry Jones and he has a story to tell you. First of all look at this photo Larry; do you know this man?”

“That’s Michael; the dude who hired me.”

“Mr. Jones, start at the beginning and tell me everything that happened.” Larry described Michael approaching him at Meat Hook with an offer to get even with Brian for firing him at Babylon. Then he describe the details of how they would drug Justin, kidnap him, undress him and take photos of him in bed with Larry like they were having sex together. He took out the $2,000 Michael gave him and handed it to the officer. Then he told them he called Brian after leaving Michael’s store to warn him.

“I’m pressing charges officer.” Brian was determined.

“Mr. Kinney; at this point all I have is conspiracy to kidnap and perhaps I can catch him with a narcotic on him but with no criminal record he might get probation. If Mr. Jones and Mr. Taylor are willing, we can set him up and make the crime happen to his designs. Then we have kidnapping with a narcotic endorsement, and attempted sexual assault. He could get more than twenty years in the pen for that.”

“Mel, is this entrapment to a defense lawyer?”

“Michael did this before the police got involved and then did not entice him to do it. There’s no ground for entrapment. His best hope if you do this is to plea the case down to a lesser charge. The state’s evidence is large and they won’t have much incentive with a winnable case to plea it down. If the sexual assault charge sticks he becomes a registered sex offender for life.”

“I’ll set up a hotel room for you Mr. Jones to stay in with a team of officers next door recording this on camera through the walls. Once Michael removes Justin’s clothes, we can arrest him. You would not be charged as you’re assisting law enforcement. You play along as promised to Michael. Justin, you pretend to drink but pour it out some then pass out on him. Let them take you unconscious to the hotel room. I’ll have undercover officers with you all the way.”

“Mel, he’s the father of your child. What do you want me to do with him?”

“I can’t trust him with JR; fuck him Brian.”

“Ben, he’s your lover and husband.”

“Not after this. Take him down Brian with my blessing.”

“Justin?”

“Whatever you decide Brian. He’s trying to break us up; probably to make me unemployed and needy for him to do Rage drawings. I don’t want to live in fear of what he might try to do next. The next Larry might not call you. I have to protect myself for Gus too.”

“The vote’s unanimous to take him down.” Justin pulled out his cell phone and called Michael.

“Heah boy wonder.”

“Hi Michael; do you want to have drinks with me tomorrow after work? I can meet you at Woody’s at five thirty? Brian’s busy with meetings real late.”

“Sure Justin. See you then.”

“Ok, bye now.” Justin closed his phone. “It’s all set for tomorrow afternoon.”

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Brian and Justin got Gus to bed and they were lying down now thinking.

“Justin, how are you so sure Gus will be ok from sexual abuse?”

“I can help him; ….. Brian, the same thing happened to me when I was his age; a lot of times.”

“Gran ma Debbie!”

“Come here and give me a big hug Gus.” The boy ran to Debbie and jumped into her arms; she picked him up and kissed him on the cheek smearing her lipstick on him. “You’re almost too big to pick up anymore.”

“Thanks Debbie. I’m going to hire a nanny soon.”

“No hurry Brian; I got vacation time at the diner and I’m more than happy to help my favorite boys out. Gus, you want to help me make cookies this morning?”

“Chocolate chip?”

“You bet kiddo.” Debbie felt a strain in her back and set Gus down. “Brian, leave him with me and Carl overnight so you boys can get a break. I bet you need it.”

“Wow maw; I’m going to make it worth your while. You could quit the diner and take care of Gus full time for us. I’ll make you rich.”

“Don’t tempt me. Carl wants me to quit and this might be the way to do it.”

“Name your price Deb; we need you and want you. Gus needs you. Especially now.”

“You’re serious Brian.”

“I’m very serious Debbie. I don’t want to leave Gus with just anybody. Half a day he can be in kindergarten too. It’ll be like part time but pay way more than the diner.”

“I’ll talk with Carl about it when he gets home. Don’t worry about Michael, Brian; do what you have to do to protect our Sunshine. I don’t have a son who could do that to his best friend’s lover.”

“Thanks; Gus, you be good for gran ma Debbie for me.”

“I will daddy.” Brian kissed his son and smiled at Debbie as he left the house to go to work. Brian walked into the building of Kinnetik and Cynthia approached him.

“Brian, the execs want a meeting with you as soon as possible.”

“Do you know what it’s about?”

“They’re not happy with the art department competing with them now.”

“Bring me my coffee and give me twenty minutes then send them in.”

“I’ll be right there.” Brian entered his office, laid down his briefcase and started his computer. He pressed his intercom to the legal department.

“Somebody come here and get my signed contract for Williams Subaru.”

“I’ll be right up Brian.”  

“Here’s your coffee Brian.”

“Thanks; is Justin in the art department?”

“I believe he is Brian.” Cynthia left the room.

“Justin”

“Yes Brian?”

“Come to my office when you get a minute. We have a meeting soon with a mob of angry admen.”

“Ha! I’ll be right there.” In a minute he walked into Brian’s door.

“You want some coffee or juice?”

“I’m good. How did it go at Debs?”

“I think she’ll take Gus constantly for us.”

“How did she take the news about Michael, Brian?”

“She threw in the towel. She said for me not to worry about him and do what I have to do to protect our Sunshine.”

“That’s so sad to lose your mother’s support like that.”

“To Debbie it’s one child seriously hurting another child. I don’t think she’s going to shed a tear for him. She’s going to give her love to Gus now. Gus will be in kindergarten soon in the mornings, and she only has to watch him in the afternoons until we get off work. She wants him overnight tonight to give us a break after the sting operation goes down.”

“I’ll be glad when it’s over. I won’t have to live in fear anymore waiting for Michael to do something else to me.”

“Are you afraid to do it Justin?”

“Not at all, I’ll be surrounded by undercover cops and we know where he’s taking me to. Cops will follow him to the hotel in unmarked cars. I did acting in high school and this is just acting for me. They’ll film the whole thing. Michael won’t have a prayer after tonight. He was your best friend all your life. How do you feel Brian?”

“He stopped being my best friend a long time ago.”

“When?”

“When I met this hot blond twink under a street lamp on Liberty Avenue.” Justin wrapped his arms around Brain and gave him a soul reaching kiss. They were still going at it when Cynthia buzzed Brian on the intercom.

“If your decent Brian I have fresh hot coffee.” Justin laughed and Brian grinned.

“Bring it in.”  Cynthia came in carrying coffee and a juice. She handed the juice to Justin and changed Brian’s coffee. “How does my morning look for appointments?”

“Your first meeting is at 10:30 and the next one is at 3:00 this afternoon.”

“Don’t book anything for me or Justin after four today.”

“Will do Brian.”

“Go ahead and send in the ad execs; we’re ready for them. Justin, pull up that chair and sit on the right of me at the desk.” Justin placed the chair in the spot Brian pointed to and sat down sipping his juice. Moments later the ad men walked into the room. Brian sat behind his desk and took Justin’s hand.

“Ok guys, what’s your problem?”

“Brian, I was in the art department this morning and the team working on my client’s campaign is not following my instructions for the ads. They have their own ideas and their designing them instead of mine.”

“Who is your client?” Justin asked him.

“Liberty Air”

“Your work was finished yesterday. Did you ask to see it?”

“No”

“Well, it was done first then we came up with another approach and we’re doing that on our on time.”

“I saw them working on a car dealership but none of us signed up a dealership.”

“I got that account and Brian got the contract signed yesterday. That account belongs to the art department.”

“Why is the art department creating advertising ideas?”

“Because I said we could and we have the talent to do it in the company’s best interest. Your work will always be done too and Brian sees both creations and makes the final call which ad to go with in the end.”

“If you don’t want us to create ad concepts and you’re letting the art department do it, what do you need us for?”

“You still do your best creating ad concepts. That doesn’t change but you should take advantage of this new approach and go sign up new clients with your free time. Let me introduce to you the new director of the art department Justin Taylor. Some of you know he’s my partner and he’s soon to be half owner of this company and your boss too.”

“He’s too young to run the art department and only got the job since he sleeps with you; why should we lose our campaign bonuses to please your lover?” Brian stared at the ad man and hit the intercom.

“Cynthia, send in security.” Moments later the building entrance security guard walked in. “Mr. Thomas, your fired for insubordination. Your final paycheck will be mailed to you. Guard, escort Mr. Thomas to clear out his desk, take his keys and his computer password information, and take him out of the building.” The guard took the ex-ad man out of the office. “Does anyone else have the same feelings about our new director of the art department and half owner of Kinnetik?” No one said a word. Clearly Justin had the total support of Brian and they would be wise to respect it. “Justin, tell them why the artists are creating their own campaign ideas.”

“We have a terrific pool of talent in the art department with fresh ideas and people who know the media and how best to take advantage of it. They may not have degrees in Marketing but they know what looks good and how to create it. They are like our own research group who can give their input of a concept idea and they have my instructions to tell me if your ideas don’t reflect the quality of Kinnetik advertising. As a team we try to create another concept. What are your real concerns for us doing this? Speak frankly.”

“Your people are doing our job. Soon you won’t need us. Your department landed a major car dealership without us involved.”

“Everyone at Kinnetik can try to drum up business for us. Justin bought a car their and talked them into leaving Vanguard and hiring us. I personally got the contract signed yesterday afternoon. They’ll not be sent out to obtain new clients; that’s your job. But if they bring me business I’ll damn sure take it since it pays your paychecks anyway.”

“No other agency lets the art department create advertising concepts. Why here and why now?”

“It was my idea to do this in the best interest of the company. I’m motivating my artists to work their best for me. I’m giving them the freedom to be creative and to try and do better than what you send to us If the situation warrants it. We will now work together as a company in the clients’ best interest to come up with the best ads and slogans. Brian will see your ideas and ours then make the final call which one we use.”

“I like the work coming from the art department; this frees up time for you guys to go and sign up new clients starting today. You will still get bonuses for bringing me clients and the art department creates winning concepts. If your idea is better they probably won’t touch it. If they do a different ad concept and I find yours is better we run with it. I don’t care if the janitor brings me a new idea I’ll take it and use it. I’m telling everyone in this company; if you have an idea for an ad campaign let us know about it. This is how things are now at Kinnetik. If it doesn’t work we’ll try something else. If you don’t have any more questions, go sign up some new clients since we’re caught up at the moment and need new ones.” Brian ended the meeting and sent the men to work in the field.

“What are you doing for lunch today?”

“We’re meeting Mel at the diner at one. I want her to move back to Pittsburgh. Gus needs her here and he needs his sister too. Mel shouldn’t be alone with the baby. Debbie could take care of both kids during the day and let Mel work. We need to talk her into it.”

“Could you use another attorney in the legal department?”

“Not full time; I plan to offer her the money to start her own practice in the city and give her some work from us. I was also thinking about building a cottage on our land at Britin for Mel and JR.”

“We can talk her into it. I’m certain we can Brian. Gus should have his momma near him at this time.”

“Tell me about how you were sexually abused at his age.”

“It started when I was three and being baby sit by my dad’s sister and her husband. They have a son who is ten years older than me. I would sleep in his room when I spent the night so mom and dad could have a night without me at home. He would go down on me each night I was there and it continued until I was almost five years old and I told my mom about it. She never told my dad what happened but she stopped the sleepovers.”

“Do you think it made you gay?”

“Fuck no; at that age sex isn’t in the picture at all. To a child Gus’s age it just feels good like being tickled or something. He’s so innocent. Later on you realize it’s bad. Mom took me to a counselor who demanded I talk about it. That was more traumatic and harmful then my cousin going down on me. I say we don’t make a big deal about it. We tell Gus his mommy is sick and had to be put into a hospital far away to get well and she can’t have visitors now. When he gets older let me talk to him about her sexual abuse. I can do it without hurting him. If his behavior shows us he’s having trouble with it we can get a professional involved but I say don’t make a mountain out of an ant hill in his eyes. There’s a very good chance this will blow over without him being hurt that bad if we don’t make a big deal about it with him.”

“I’m going to trust you on this Justin; I could kill Lindsay for this.”

“She isn’t a pedophile; there’s another reason she did this and I bet the cops found out about it. She’s a very sick woman Brian and its best she brought him here so we could stop it now. I need to get back to the art department and work on the Williams Subaru account.”

“Go make us some money. I’ll get you at lunch time.” Justin kissed Brian and left the office. Brian got on his intercom and called the legal department.

“I want my attorney in my office as soon as possible”

“I’ll be right there Brian.” Two minutes later a man in a designer suit walked into the office.

“James, I’m making Justin Taylor half owner of the company. How best do we do it?”

“He should be the assistant CEO and own half of the company stock. You could give him 49% and maintain control of the company without a stalemate in a critical decision.”

“Justin will accept my answer to any problem and he won’t cross me; I’m sure of it. He already gets the company if I die. Draw up the stock transfer of 50% of my shares and change the ownership title to include Justin. Also draw up an assistant CEO contract for 10 years with the same bonus I get but half of mine. Tell Ted to raise his present salary another $20,000 a year for the new title and responsibility.”

“I’ll have the paperwork ready by tomorrow morning.”

“Make it your priority task at the moment. I want him the new boss officially as soon as possible. He’s better at motivating the employees than I am so he’s perfect for the job.”

“Very good Brian, I’ll have it finished this afternoon for your signatures.”  The man left the office and Brian’s intercom buzzed.

“Brian, Carl is on line 3.” Brian picked up the phone and pushed the button.

“Hello Carl”

“Brian, Lindsay is in custody but some things are changing with her case that you should know about.”

“Let me have it straight Carl.”

“We’re holding her on an extradition case internationally but that’ll change since we too are filing local charges. She confessed to committing the crime of sexual abuse in Pittsburgh for over a year. She got real chatty on the ride to jail. We have enough just with her confession to put her away for life in prison Brian.”

“Is she going to be able to make bail and get out?”

“I’m delaying the local charges for as long as I can. Her father hired an attorney who’s trying to get her out now. He filed a habeas corpus motion seeking that bail is granted in this case. They got a lot of power and pull in this town not to mention the money.”

“Melanie is granting me my parental rights and we’re filing a motion to remove Lindsay from hers Carl. Under no circumstances can she see Gus.”

“If she makes bail she’ll be ordered not to see him or she goes back to jail and her bail is revoked. The DNA test was positive for her going down on her son. We have the evidence to put her away for good. Canada will not seek her once they know we’ll put her away but she could be free until trial.”

“What kind of bail will she get?”

“That’s for the judge to decide but the number of counts for child sexual abuse should put it over a million.”

“Carl, that’s chump change for her father. He wants to save his family reputation and get her off. Otherwise he could care less about her.”

“I need to warn you Brian, once we file local charges the media will be all over this story.”

“Fuck! Can you let Canada take her so it’s not a media circus here?”

“I have to enforce the law Brian, she confessed to the crimes in Pittsburgh. I have no choice in the matter. I could ask the DA to consider it and her family should get behind it as well.”

“They would be fools not to. Thanks for calling me. Did she say why she did it Carl?” There was a long silence on the phone.

“Brian, she said she went down on him pretending it was you. And when she got drunk and realized he wasn’t you she physically abused him for it. When he asked to see you it would trigger her into a rage.”

“That’s the sickest shit I’ve ever heard.”

“As a cop I’ve seen worse. Her confession’s ironclad; she’s going to prison or a mental health hospital for life.”

“Thanks for calling me Carl.”

“You’re welcome Brian, and I support the idea of Debbie taking care of Gus.”

“Will she quit the diner and do it for us full time?”

“Yes”

“I’m glad to hear that. I’ll enroll him in kindergarten soon so all she has is half days and the occasional sleepover.”

“Very good, we love to have him with us. I’m growing very attached to that boy.”

“We’re willing to share him with you. Thanks; I’ll talk with you later.”

“Goodbye Brian.” Carl ended the call and Brian was thinking about what he said. Then he got an idea.

“Cynthia, get Charles Peterson on the phone for me. That’s Lindsay’s father; he’s in the rolodex.”

“Will do Brian.” A minute later Brian’s phone rang.

“Brian Kinney”

“Charles Peterson, why are you calling me after putting my daughter in jail?”’

“She put herself in jail, Gus told the cops what she did and they have the evidence to prove it and Lindsay admitted to doing it here in Pittsburgh. If they file local charges she can make bail but it’s going to be in the media to hurt you and me.”

“What can I do about it?”

“Call off your attorney trying to get her out. Go along with Canada taking her case and the publicity will be there not in Pittsburgh. Either way she’s going to prison Charles. You need to use your influence to get the DA to send her case north to avoid the publicity.”

“Are you sure they have the evidence?”

“They have Gus testimony she did it, her confession to the cops, and her DNA matches the saliva on his private parts. Yeah, they got all they need to put her away. All the attorneys in the world won’t get her off and she doesn’t deserve to get off. My son could be scarred for life Charles. I don’t want this in the news and I don’t think you do either.”

“Thanks for calling me Brian; I’m real sorry about this. I’ll call my attorney now and tell him to change how we approach this.”

“She might get a better deal in Canada.”

“Ok, thanks.” Brian hung up the phone smiling. He knew she was in the risk of a life sentence in Canada.

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“Hi Mel, where’s JR?” Justin asked.

“I took her to Debbie’s so she can see her brother. I have the parental rights documents drawn up. I included Justin as you instructed me to. I have a court appointment at 2 Monday; Brian, at least you need to be there.”

“We’ll both be there Mel. I want you to come home to Pittsburgh.”

“I can’t afford to move back without a job waiting for me here. My firm already hired a replacement.”

“I’m willing to give you the money to start your own practice. You don’t have to pay me back, hold it as an advance for future legal work. I’ll also pay for your relocation to Pittsburgh and store your possessions until we build a house for you on our land in West Virginia. Debbie can take care of JR and Gus together during the day.”

“What are you charging me for the house?”

“I’m not; we just own it and you live there. Gus needs his momma here and you should be with family too.”

“Where will I stay until the house is ready?”

“You can stay with us in Britin.”

“For an office, a secretary, and a legal assistant I’ll probably need a 150 grand until I have enough cases and clients.”

“Then our retainer’s $150,000.  I’ll give you more if you need it. Will you move back?”

“I need to sell the house in Canada and give Lindsay her half of the equity although I hate to give her a dime.”

“Put it in JR’s trust fund and fuck her.”

“That’s not a bad idea Brian. Our deed lets me sell it without her signature.”

“Leave JR here with Debbie, and go back to Canada and hire a moving company.  Send me the bill. Pack up your car and drive back at once.”

“I’ll do it. I’m going to look for an office today as a matter of fact. When can I get your advance?”

“I can write you a check this afternoon at the office after lunch.”

“Thank you Brian; I’m ready to come home.”

“What can I get you guys?” Kiki asked them.

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“Gran ma, my head hurts.”

“Let me get your medicine.” Debbie walks to the kitchen speaking to herself. “I could kill that fucking bitch hurting this boy.” She got the bottle and a spoon and went to Gus giving him a dose. “Lay down on the sofa Gus and try to take a nap for me. OK?”

“Ok gran ma. Why did mommy hurt me?” Debbie almost started to cry but held it back for Gus’s sake.

“Gus, your mommy’s very sick. She’s in a place now to get well but it’s going to take a very long time because she’s very sick. She’s never going to hurt you again. Brian and Justin will take care of you now with me helping them.”

“I get to live with daddy and Jussin?”

“Yes sweetheart, you belong to them now forever.”

“I told on mommy; I told them what she did to me.”

“You’re a good boy too; you should always tell on someone who hurts you. Now you don’t get hurt anymore and she can get well.”

“She woke me up and played with my pee-pee. It made me giggle.” Debbie didn’t know what to say. After a few moments she realized she had to say something.

“Thank you for telling me that Gus. We won’t let mommy do it again. That was very wrong and she shouldn’t have done it. She’s a very sick mommy and needs to get help. You’re a very good boy telling us and you should always tell us if somebody touches your private parts. I’m not talking about when your daddies or I bathe you. You know the difference from good touching and bad touching.”

“It felt good, mommy didn’t hurt me then.”

“That’s ok Gus. I'm glad it didn't hurt.”

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“Ok men, the kidnapping’s going down at 5:30 this afternoon. We have a motel post set up for recording through the wall the events in the room.  Brown, you’re going undercover and stay near the victim and when he drops the beer bottle you have to take it and put it in evidence.  George and David, you’re going to be parked outside and follow them to the hotel. Don’t let the pert see you. Remember the man helping him is aiding law enforcement and he’ on our side. He is performing the kidnapping as he was paid to by Mr. Novotny. This is a sting operation. The victim will pretend to be drugged and allow Michael Novotny to undress him to obtain an attempted sexual assault charge. Gail and Bill will be in the next room recording the crime. Justin Taylor’s lover will be with you. Any questions?

“Will Novotny be armed?”

“No, not to my knowledge. He doesn’t even own a gun.”

“When do we end the sting and make the arrest?”

“Wait until Novotny undresses the victim. You may find more narcotics on Novotny during the arrest. Remember the other man helping Novotny with this kidnapping is aiding law enforcement. Don’t arrest him.”

“What if he drives to another location and not the hotel?”

“Follow them and call for backup. They’ll pull them over and we have him for kidnapping with a narcotic endorsement only. Ok, let’s go set up the hotel room with our equipment.”

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“I don’t want my apartment involved with this shit Michael. I rented a hotel room on Market Street.”

“I don’t care about that; will you be at Woody’s before 5:30 today?”

“I’ll be there. I don’t want my face in the photos either.”

“We can work it that way. This is going to be so much fun. They’ll be pissed at first and then we’ll all have a good laugh about it. It’s my best friend’s lover and my friend too. This is the best gag we ever pulled on each other.”

“Just don’t let Kinney know I’m involved with it. He’s not somebody I want to get on my bad side.”

“Your secret identity’s safe with me Larry.”

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“Ben, you look upset about something.” Hunter mentioned to his dad.

“Don’t say anything to Michael but I’m breaking up with him soon.”

“Will you tell me why?”

“I can’t right now, but I will tell you later; maybe tonight.”

“You’re still going to keep me and help me with college?”

“You’re my son; I most certainly am going to keep you and put you through school.”

“Cool”

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“What kind of business do you want to put in here?” The real estate lady asked Melanie.

“I’m going to open my private law practice.  I’d like a five year lease with the rent locked in.”

“My client will be thrilled. She wants to sell it too. You can have a lease option with part of your rent applied to the down payment if you like.”

“How much is the rent?”

“$1500 a month with a 1500 deposit that is fully refundable after the lease period.”

“I need to redecorate it. It’ll be upgrades to the present condition of the house. I also have to install a wheelchair ramp at the entrance. I’ll do it at my expense.”

“Do you plan to tear out any walls?”

“No, just change the colors, install some paneling, and upgrade the carpet. I’ll put a sign out front. How many parking spaces does it have?

“Three in front and eight in the rear.”

“I’m prepared to lease it today and pay six months in advance.”

“Would you prefer to use that money as a down payment and buy it?”

“What’s the selling price?”

“$225,000”

“Does the owner have it free and clear and will she carry the first mortgage for me?”

“For a fine buyer like you I think she will. Can you put 20% down?”

“I’ll give you 20% down and pay the closing cost minus your commission but I want the selling price to be 200K.”

“Well if you can give me an earnest deposit, I’ll draw up the offer and have your answer this evening.”

“Let’s go to your office and put it together.”

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“Brian, I got a funny feeling about this afternoon. What if Michael tries to have sex with me?”

“My instinct is to stop him. But my brains tell me for you to let him put it in you and we bust him for sexual assault. He will be so fucked then and his charges will be much worse. He’ll go to prison for life without any question. Why do you think he might do that?”

“Duh? I’ve seen him look at me like he wants to fuck me. I know when people look at me like that. I get that look a lot.”

“It helps you’re 22 and look 18. As much as I hate to let it happen; we should do it so he gets fucked for good. Just let him barely put it in you then stop him.  For the camera scream ‘stop raping me Michael.’ ”

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“Ok guys, this meeting we brainstorm a slogan for Williams Subaru. We need a catchy line, edgy and sexy to go in the ads. This is the key to our campaign. I’ll write them down on the white and we can discuss them. Give me your ideas.”

“Subaru spells Fun.” Justin wrote it on the board.

“Subaru Love”

“Trick Mobile”

“Driving Love”

“Sex on Wheels”

“Ride Me” Justin laughed at Gary’s idea as he wrote it down.

“I’m going to take these ideas to Brian and get his take on them. I really like a couple of them myself. Thanks guys and go back to your projects.” Justin knew he was in a meeting now so he went to his computer to create on ad using Gary’s slogan with a photo of himself in his new Subaru. In twenty minutes he had it finished.

“Cynthia, is Brian done with his meeting yet?”

“Yes Justin; they just finished up. He signed up a major pet store. How we make it sexy is going to be a challenge. Brian, Justin would like to see you.”

“Send him in.” Justin walked into Brian’s office and went to him and kissed him.

“Just for that Justin, I’m making you my assistant CEO of the company, with half the stock, and a 20,000 dollar raise.”

“All that for just a kiss? What can I get for a fuck?”

“If you fuck me to death, you own the company. What do you have for me?”

“Slogan ideas for Williams Subaru.” Justin handed Brian the list.

“I don’t like Trick Mobile or Sex on Wheels; the others are good. We can use multiple slogans.”

“I saved my favorite one for last.” Justin showed Brian an 8x10 photo of himself standing beside his new car and at the bottom was the slogan “RIDE ME!” in bold letters.

“This is fucking genius and will be the lead slogan for the campaign. Who had this idea?”

“Gary, the artist you almost fired.”

“Todd asked me three times to let him go. People with no talent hate people who have it. He’s fantastic to create two winning slogans in the same week.”

“He’s very talented in free hand drawing and Photo Shop. He’s also the youngest member of my team.”

“I’m going to get legal to copyright these slogans right away. Good job Mr. Taylor.”

“We need to select models for the ads and do a photo shoot soon.”

“I’ll send you an email with the link to our modeling agency and you select who you want to us. I trust your judgment. We need to go after the straight market and gay market. Also, for their luxury cars, old folks want to buy their chariots to Heaven. Put your team working on that too. I just signed Petco with a two year contract for advertising. You guys can play with it.”

“Thanks Brian, what are you paying Gary if I may ask?”

“Your half owner of the company. Go ask Ted and if you feel it’s not enough then you can correct it.”

“He’s one of my best people.”

“We have an hour before we have to go fuck Michael.”

“I’ll be ready. I’m wearing no underwear today to make it easy for him.”

“I noticed.”

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“Hey boy wonder; how’s work?”

“Excellent Michael. I really love my job.”

“What can I get you?”

“A beer’s all I want. I don’t want to get smashed.”

“I’ll be right back.” Michael went and bought two beers. Once he was sure nobody was watching him he put a powder in Justin’s beer and shook it gently. A policeman recorded it on a camcorder across the room. Michael walked over to Justin and handed him the drugged beer.

“To success” Michael proposed a toast.

“Success” Justin and Michael clink their bottles together and they took a drink. Justin used his lips to stop the beer from going into his mouth. When Michael wasn’t looking he poured out half of it on the floor. Justin pretended to take two big draws on the beer bottle. A minute later he started to dose off. Michael was watching him as he closed his eyes and grabbed the beer and set it on the counter. Larry walked up and helped him hold up the pasted out Justin.

“He’s out cold; what did you use on him?”

“A ruffie; he should be out for at least three hours. Let’s get him in your car. We’re going out the back door.” Michael and Larry picked up Justin and carried him out of the club. The cops recorded it all. Using their ear walkie talkies they told the cop with a camera outside to go to the rear of the club. He made it there in time to record them putting Justin in the car. Larry and Michael got into the front seats and drove away. Larry headed to the motel room. The undercover car got behind them. Back at the club an officer took the beer and capped it and placed into an evidence bag. People saw him use a gloved hand and take the beer as evidence but nobody said anything.

Larry drove into the motel parking lot and the cops following them drove away and around the corner. Larry parked in front of the room and went to unlock the door. Then he and Michael took the unconscious Justin into the room. Police across the street recorded them going into the room. A microphone was in the room to record their voices and a hole in the wall gave the cop’s hidden camera a perfect view of the bed. Two officers and Brian were in the next room watching the events on a monitor as the crime was being recorded.

Larry laid Justin on the bed. Michael began to remove his clothes. Once he had Justin nude he rolled him on his stomach and spread his legs wide.

“Fuck he has a beautiful ass.  Go take a break for half an hour while I have some fun with him.” Larry nodded his head and left the room. Michael took off his clothes and had a raging hard on. He took out some lube and prepared Justin for fucking. The without a condom, he put lube on his dick. He climbed on the bed and mounted the young blond and shoved his dick into Justin’s ass. Justin turned around and looked Michael in the eye.

“Get your dick out of my ass and stop raping me Michael.” Justin told him loud enough for the microphone. It took all of Brian’s willpower not to run next door and beat to death his old friend. Michael freaked out and swung his fist into the side of Justin’s head on the scar that was made by a bat over four years ago. Justin’s eyes rolled up inside his head and he fell down on the bed in a coma.

“JUSTIN!”

Michael heard Brian’s voice through the wall and knew he was fucked.

The cops unlocked the hotel room door and stormed in holding their guns.

“Don’t move Michael Novotny; you’re under arrest.” Brian stormed in behind them and grabbed Michael and pulled him off the bed and starting to punch him in the face.

“YOU MOTHER FUCKER; YOU MOTHER FUCKER! I’ll fucking kill you Michael.” The cops pulled Brian off of Michael and took him out of the room.

“Justin was hit in the head with a baseball bat in the same place Michael hit him. He has brain damage. Please get an ambulance for him.”

“This is Sting 44, the victim is injured; we need paramedics at once; over.”

“I’m sending them now, what is the nature of the injuries; over.”

“He was struck in the head and he’s out cold. He had a prior assault on his head with brain damage. The attack today is on the same area of his head; over.”

“ETA for ambulance is 3 minutes. Maintain the victims breathing and pulse: over.”

“Roger; clear.”

“Mr. Novotny, you can put on your clothes after we search them.”

“I found the narcotics. He can have his clothes now.” Using a gloved hand the policeman took the baggy of dope and placed it into an evidence bag. Michael was shaking as he got dressed. The officer constantly watched Justin to make sure he was breathing. They bagged up Justin’s clothes for evidence.

“Michael Novotny; your under arrest for kidnapping with a narcotic endorsement, possession of an illegal substance-narcotic, sexual assault with a narcotic and aggravated assault causing bodily harm. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney present during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights?” Michael stared at the arresting officer in shock.

“Do you understand your rights Mr. Novotny?”

“Yes” Michael spoke very softly.

“Having these rights in mind, do you wish to talk to us now?”

“It was just a practical joke. We’re friends; I wouldn’t hurt Justin.”

“Why did you hit him in the head? Do you remember he was injured in the head before?”

“Yes”

“And you knew you hit him on his old injury?”

“Yes”

“You lover and husband has HIV; is that right?”

“Yes”

“Realizing you’re exposed to HIV you decided to have anal intercourse with Mr. Taylor without a condom?”

“Yes, but I’m negative.”

“You can’t be sure of that; can you Michael? When was the last time you were tested?”

“About five months ago.”

“You were going to photograph Larry Jones in bed with Mr. Taylor; what were your intentions with those photos?”

“I wanted Brian to think he tricked with the guy so he would dump him. I need Justin to draw our comic again so I have the money to save my store. I keep most of the money we make to keep my store open. He won’t draw for me now since he has a job with Brian; pretty dumb huh?”

“Most criminals are dumb.” The camera was recording Michael’s comments.

“Make way for the paramedics!” Two men in white came in with a gurney and equipment on top. One man went to Justin and checked his pulse and watch for breathing.”

“I need his underwear on him.” A policeman took out Justin’s pants. The paramedic put them on Justin. He then continued his examination. “He’s comatose. High flow O 2 and scoop and run boys.” The paramedic put an oxygen mask on Justin’s face and they loaded him on the gurney and strapped him in. In under a minute they had him loaded.

“Where are you taking him?”Brian asked.

“Pittsburgh General Emergency;” Brian ran to his car and started the engine and followed the ambulance out of the hotel parking lot to the hospital.

“Mr. Novotny, it would be in your best interest to tell us where you obtain the drug you gave to Justin Taylor.”

“I got if from Sap, he use to manage Babylon before Brian bought it.”

“I know the guy; he’s a real sleaze ball that one.” One of the officers said.

“Did Sap know what you were going to do with the drug?”

“Yeah, he thought it was funny. He has it in for Justin for some reason. I told him all about it and he gave me the drug for free.”

“You told him you were going to drug and kidnap Justin Taylor and he gave you the narcotic after that?”

“Yes”

“Where can we find Sap now?”

“He should be at home. He’s got tons of dope and underage boys in his house officer. Heah, can you bust him and let me off?”

“Who else knew in advance about this kidnapping?”

“Everybody at Sap’s house now; there’s Mark the loan shark, Tiny Tommy, Chester the molester; I don’t know his last name but he’s bald and fat; and there’s a judge, Mark Johnson I think his name is. That should get me off, huh? There were more guys there but I don’t know their names but I can point them out in a line up.”

“I’ll talk to the DA. You’re wise to cooperate with us. I can’t promise you anything. Will you testify you told them all, you were going to drug Justin and kidnap him?”

“Sure; it’s the truth; I understand officer. My mom has a detective for a boyfriend. Do you know Carl Horvath?”

“Yes, Michael we do. He knows what you did today and he’s very upset with you right now.”

“Why isn’t he here then?”

“We can’t do cases involving friends or family Michael.”

“How did you find out I was going to do this joke? It’s only a joke guys.”

“The jokes on you Michael and you might spend the rest of your life in prison paying for your crimes; your information might help you. Book him.” The officer cuffed Michael making the handcuffs hurt and roughly took him out of the room and into a waiting squad car. The other officer called in a major raid on Sap’s house.

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While Brian drove to the hospital he called Ben.

“What went down Brian?”

“Michael’s under arrest. He tried to rape Justin and when he told him to take his bare dick out of his ass Michael slugged him in the head on the old injury from the prom bashing. Justin’s in a coma on the way now to Pittsburgh General Emergency.”

“Hunter and I will be right there. Does Debbie know?”

“No, and don’t call her; she has Gus and JR now and she doesn’t need to worry. Let’s see how bad Justin’s hurt first.”

“Justin’s mother needs to know Brian. Can I call her for you and Melanie?”

“Just tell her he’s knocked out and don’t mention coma. Make sure they don’t call Debbie.”

“I will Brian but she has to learn about it soon or she won’t forgive you for not telling her.”

“Let me worry about that. I want her to take care of the kids and not worry about us right now. I don’t want Gus to know about this yet; he’s gone through too much already.”

“I understand; we’ll see you at the hospital.” Brian ended the call and drove as fast as he could without speeding. Silently he prayed for Justin to be ok.

********************

In the ambulance they put a breathing tube in Justin’s throat. The sirens are wailing but Justin doesn’t hear them.

“You can dance
Ev'ry dance with the guy
Who gives you the eye
Let him hold you tight
You can smile
Ev'ry smile for the man who held your hand
'Neath the pale moonlight
But don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm”

Justin is dreaming staring into Brian’s eyes as he’s dancing at the prom. Everyone is watching them; the girls are smiling and the boys are shocked. They have the entire dance floor to themselves. Nothing matters now but the love between them. Brian’s such an amazing dancer. Then Justin’s dream turns black.

“He’s crashing! Get to the hospital Joey STAT!” The paramedic started CPR on Justin’s chest.

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“Mel, this is Ben; I got bad news”

“Tell me.”

“Michael’s arrested as we expected but he hit Justin in the head and he’s in a coma now and headed to Pittsburgh General Emergency. Brian doesn’t want to tell Debbie and Gus yet.”

“That fucking bastard; is Justin going to be ok?”

“We don’t know Mel; he hit him in the same place he was hit by the bashing bat at the prom.”

“Oh my God! Not our Justin Ben; he’s got to come out of it. Does Jennifer know yet?”

“I was going to call her next. Brian asked me not to mention coma to her.”

“Let me call her Ben; I have a close relationship with her.”

“OK; tell her not to call Debbie and Gus; are you coming to the hospital?”

“Yes; pray with me Ben.”

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“Ok men, tonight we raid the home of Gary Sapperstein. I’ve wanted to nail this pervert and his friends for years. We already have him for accessory to drugged kidnapping causing bodily harm and sexual assault.  Our Intel says he has several men there, drugs, underage boys, and get this men; Federal Circuit Judge Mark Johnson is said to be at this gay boy’s drug orgy.”

“He’s married with six kids!”

“He can still be a closet pervert. Our information states he knew about the kidnapping of Taylor and didn’t call it in. We don’t know what to expect so SWAT will do the entry and secure the scene. We’re going in with 30 men and seven ambulances due to narcotics and minors. Five DEA agents will assist with the arrest. The FBI will take the Judge into custody. Any questions? Ok, let’s roll.”

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“I got a pulse; he’s breathing again Joey.” The paramedic stopped CPR.

“Oh, I know (oh, I know)
That the music's fine
Like sparkling wine
Go and have your fun
Laugh and sing
But while we're apart
Don't give your heart to anyone
But don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arms you're gonna be
So darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm”

Justin feels dizzy as Brian spins him around the ballroom lifting Justin off the floor. Brian has the beautiful young smiling blond plastered to his chest; Justin can feel Brian’s huge hard cock in his pants. He thinks of the great prom night fuck Brian will give him later. For the first time Justin sees true love in Brian’s eyes.

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“My caller ID says Melanie.”

“Jennifer, sit down.”

“What’s wrong?”

“Justin’s been injured a little and he’s unconscious right now. Don’t call Debbie or Gus.”

“Oh fuck! What happened?”

“Michael hit him in the head and knocked him out is all I know. They are taking him to Pittsburgh General Emergency to check him out. There’s more to the story but I would rather tell you in person. Michael’s been arrested.”

“Well I would hope so; let me get Molly and we’ll be right there. I agree; Debbie and Gus don’t have to know yet. Let’s see how Justin is.”

“It was one hit with his hand; it’s probably not that serious.”

“I pray not. I’ll see you at the hospital. Does Brian know yet?”

“Yes, he’s with Justin now.”

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“Hello Brian.”

“Ted, Michael hit Justin and he’s in a coma. Don’t tell Debbie yet. She has Gus with her. We’re headed to Pittsburgh General Emergency now.”

“Oh my; can I call Emmett?”

“Yes, but make sure he doesn’t call Debbie or anyone who might. I don’t want Gus traumatized now.”

“OK Brian, mum’s the word for Debbie and Gus. I’ll see you at the hospital. Blake is coming with me.”

“Ok” Brian ended the call and pulled into the hospital Emergency Room parking area. He watched the paramedics take Justin out of the ambulance and saw the breathing tube in his mouth. They had a monitor on his heart. “How is his doing?”

“He’s stable for now; we have to get him inside sir; please stand back.” Brian ignored the man and got next to Justin and kissed his cheek.

“I love you twat; come back to me.” Brian whispered into Justin’s ear.

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“I love you twat; come back to me.” Justin heard Brian’s voice clearly but faint.

“Baby, don't you know
I love you so
can’t you feel it when we touch
I will never, never let you go
I love you oh, so much”

The dream was so perfect; the colors so real, Justin didn’t think he was dreaming; this was too real to be a dream. The gleam in Brian’s shining eyes were hypnotic to the boy being held by the man he loved; the many who took his virginity and showed him how to be a proud gay man.

“Gus needs you Justin; come back for Gus.” The paramedics took Justin into the emergency doors and rolled him to a waiting trauma unit with a team standing by. Brian was escorted to the waiting room and instructed they would tell him what they know as soon as possible. Soon the whole gang arrived minus Debbie. Jennifer left Tucker and Molly and sat beside a crying Brian. She reached out to him and wiped away his silent tears.

“I know my son Brian and his going to be ok.”

“Mother Tucker, it’s my entire fucking fault! I should not have agreed to the sting.”

“What sting Brian?”

“Michael paid a man $2,000 to help him drug and kidnap Justin so they could photograph him in bed with the man and make me leave him. Michael needed Justin to draw the Rage comic and this was his plan to make me fire Justin so he would need the money from Rage. The man Michael hired is our friend and he called me. The police talked us into conducting a sting and make the crime happen to send Michael to prison for a very long time. Justin pretended to be drugged and the cops followed them to a hotel room with hidden cameras and a microphone to record the crime. Michael decided he was going to have sex with Justin. When Justin stopped him Michael hit him in the head in the same spot as Chris Hobbs’ bat. It knocked him out. If I hadn’t agreed to the sting this would have never happened.”

“We all agreed to it. Melanie and me too; Debbie told us to do it Brian.” Ben told them. “It wasn’t just your decision. Michael needs to be put away. And he won’t be able to hurt anyone again Brian. Remember what we accomplished here.”

“What if Gus and I lose Justin?”

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“What do we have Bob?” The ER doctor asked the paramedic who took care of Justin in the ambulance.

“Justin Taylor, age 22, temp 98.4, last BP 110/60; secondary new trauma to his left side frontal lobe; previous injury over 4 years ago by a bashing bat at his prom. He’s record shows he was in a coma for two weeks and in rehab for six weeks with significant lost of motor control in his right hand. He’s an artist. Long list of medical allergies to medication; no Tylenol even. He crashed on the way over her in V fib for a minute and CPR returned him to normal sinus rhythm. Possible neurological shock; when he’s stable he has strong rapid eye movement like his dreaming and his pulse is strong and rapid; almost tacky.”

“Start an IV with saline high in electrolytes. Prep for CAT scan and keep the monitor on him. How many times did he crash on you?”

“Only once and it came from nowhere. I thought I lost him. The kid’s tough.”

“We might want to induce a coma so his brain can heal. Let me see his known allergies.”  The paramedic pulled up the computer record for Justin previous drug reactions.

Justin could hear voices but not what they were saying.

“You can dance (you can dance)
Go and carry on
'Til the night is gone
And it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone
Can he take you home you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arm's you're gonna be
So, darlin', save the last dance for me”

Justin felt his body slip out of Brian’s arms and he fell through the dance floor into the darkness. The heart monitor on him sound the alarm.

“HE’S IN THE DRAIN AGAIN!” Shouted the paramedic running to his side.

“Bring the crash car. Start CPR.” The paramedic began chest compressions as the ER nurse bag him his oxygen.

“Ventricular Tachycardia; pulse is 280 and climbing doctor.”

“Set the defibrillator to 200 Joules…..clear.” The doctor placed the paddles on Justin’s chest and waited for the buzzer to announce the charge is ready; once the machine buzzed he pressed the button on the paddle. Justin’s body jerked on the table. He looked at the monitor.

“Pulse is 240; Begin CPR again; charging to 300.”

“One thousand and one, one thousand and two, one thousand and three, one thousand and four, one thousand and five, and breathe….” The paramedic called out the routine of CPR and stopped for the nurse to squeeze the air bag. “Come on kid, your too young for this shit.” The defibrillator buzzed again fully charged.

“Clear” The doctor again placed the paddles on Justin’s chest and pressed the button. This time Justin’s body jerked clear up off the table.

“Beep, beep, beep, beep.…………ding-ding-ding…!”

“FLAT LINE!”

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“SHIT THIS KID’S TIGHT!” The judge pounded into the boy’s ass while he lay in the sling. “I’m cuming, damn this is good! AHHHHHHHH! OH Yeah! Here I come.” The SWAT team broke into the front and back doors and stormed into Sap’s house.

“FREEZE; NOBODY MOVE, YOUR ALL UNDER ARREST!”

“OH FUCK ME!” The judge pulled out of the boy’s ass and quickly pulled up his pants but not before a cop filmed him inside the boy.

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Justin was in Babylon listening to the thumpa-thumpa music.

“Can I buy you a drink?”

“VIC! How are you? Wait, you died; am I dead?”

“Not yet and I have it on good authority this isn’t your time Justin. I got permission to see you now.”

“I don’t remember what happened to me.”

“Michael tried to rape you and you stopped him. He hit your head right there.” Vic pointed and touch Justin’s head scar.

“My old wound site?”

“Yes, and you’re in a coma with some complications but the doctors will save you. You didn’t just stop Michael, Justin. You saved the lives of hundreds of boys tonight. You changed their lives. You’ll find out how after you wake up later. You did a very good thing Justin and the boss man wants me to tell you job well done; he’s very proud of you.”

“God?”

“Is anyone higher? He also sent you a message.”

“What that Vic?”

“You need to make a baby. Gus needs a brother.”

“Me?”

“Do it like Brian did. The mother will find you soon. Accept her offer Justin.”

“I will Vic.”

“You’re about to go back now and live for a very long time and be very happy with Brian.”

“Thanks Vic. I love you.”

“I loves you too Justin; more than you can possibly know.”

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“Prep 10 cc’s Epinephrine in a six inch number nine. Charge to 400.”

“Yes doctor” Moments later the nurse handed him the large syringe with the final weapon against death itself. The paramedic continued CPR until the machine buzzed it was charged. The doctor stabbed Justin in the chest and injected the medicine straight into his heart. He pulled out the needle and grabbed the paddles.”

“Clear” He placed the paddles on Justin’s exposed chest and pressed the button.

“Ka-Chunk!” Justin jumped off the table again much higher this time.

“beep,beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep…..”

“Welcome back Justin Taylor.” The doctor smiled as he watched the normal sinus rhythm of a young healthy heart. He looked at Justin’s eyes and the REM was constant and strong. The boy was dreaming something and now he was smiling.

“Baby, don't you know
I love you so
can’t you feel it when we touch,
I will never, never let you go
I love you oh, so much.”

“Brian, this is the happiest night of my life.”

“It is ridiculously romantic.”

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“Judge Johnson, why don’t you recite the Miranda for your friends?” The FBI agent asked him.

“You’re under arrest for whatever they can prove. You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to an attorney present during questioning. If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be appointed for you. Do you understand these rights?”

“I got a future stiff over here. Body temperature is 94 degrees and his face is turning gray with levitation drop of his blood supply. This boy’s dead. There’s significant trauma to his anus with semen present.”

“Fucked to death; what a way to die. I wonder who left their DNA calling cards.”

********************  

Emmett and Ted walked into the waiting room outside of the Emergency Section.

“Do we know anything yet?  I could kill Michael.”

“We’re waiting for the doctor to tell us how he is.” Jennifer said with a brave face for Brian’s sake. In Brian’s heart he was sure Justin died.

“I wish they would come out and tell us the truth. This waiting is so fucking hard.” Brian placed his hands between his legs so he wouldn’t pass out.

“Can somebody tell us what happened to Justin today?” Ben took Ted and Emmett over to the side and told them about the sting operation to arrest Michael that ended badly. Ted went into shock and Emmett started to cry loudly. The ER doctor walked out the door and approached the group.

“Are you here for Justin Taylor?”

“Yes doctor; I’m his partner and you have my permission to tell us all what happened.”

“It was a close call. Justin suffered severe neurological shock from being struck again on the previous wound site. It caused his brain to send an overload of electrical signals to his heart and he went into V fib in the ambulance; the paramedic revived him with CPR. Once again in ER he did it again but it was much worse with a racing heart beat. I paddled him two times and thought he was stable until he flat lined.”

“OH MY GOD!” Emmett was a mess.

“Justin’s ok now; relax. I administered 10 cc’s Epinephrine straight into his heart and the third shock with the paddles did the trick. He has a strong normal pulse rate now. I gave him a mild coma inducing sedative and sent him for a CAT scan. He should wake up in about four hours. He has significant brain wave activity and rapid eye movement and he was probably dreaming. That’s a very good sign. When he went to the CAT scan he had a smile on his face.”

“Thank you doctor; we are in your debt.” Brian shook hands with the man who saved his lover’s life today and with new tears he hugged the doctor hard.

“Doctor, are your sure Justin Taylor went flat line on the table tonight?” Carl just walked into the room.

“Yes he did. I recorded it.”

“I’m Officer Carl Horvath and I need that recording sir. Michael is now facing attempted murder.”

“How is that Carl?” Ted asked him.

“Justin technically died and came back. That raises his charges. He admits to deliberately hitting Justin’s old wound intentionally. That’s the law.”

“Doctor, I’m Justin’s mother. Are you sure he’s going to be alright?”

“When he wakes up I have to examine him for motor control problems. His brain waves were all normal and very strong and nothing like the previous injury on his file. I only induced a light coma to give him a chance to rest a bit. All things considered I’d say his changes are excellent.”

“Brian, I’m going to call Debbie now.” Jennifer said.

“I want to go over there and tell her in person.”

“Let’s do it together.”

********************

“Agent Harold; I got another one for you.” The Pittsburgh police officer asked for the FBI to take another high profile man into custody. “This is Assistant DA William Conrad III.”

“Hello counselor. Fancy meeting you here; how’s tricks?”

“No comment sir.”

“Well you’re smart but not smart enough. Book him Charlie.”  The other FBI man handcuffed the district attorney for Pittsburgh County and escorted him out of the house. The boy in the sling was possibly underage and nearly dead from a heroin overdose too. The paramedic administered NARCAN and in a minute he woke up once the narcotic was nullified in his body. They wrapped his nude body in a blanket and placed him on a gurney to be sent to the hospital. He made need another injection in 45 minutes until the deadly drug in his system runs its course. Twenty seven men were arrested in Sap’s house and 22 boys were rescued and one death. All the boys were willing to testify and avoid a drug charge. Sap was taken to a back bed room and he was softened up before going downtown. He was ready to sing like a bird on his friends. They let him have one last big blast of cocaine in his night stand. He was ready now to talk.

The cops found Sap’s computer up and running and realized they hit the jack pot. He had extensive video files inside his home from many orgies and more men they could arrest. When they say a tape of two men digging in Sap’s huge back yard their blood ran cold.

********************

“Brian I know that look. What happened to Sunshine?”

“Where’s Gus and JR?”

“Upstairs asleep Brian; tell me everything.”

“Go to the kitchen and stay quiet. Jennifer can tell you while I go check on Gus. Justin’s ok now.” Brian walked upstairs and looked at his angel holding his Leather Bear tight with his thumb in his mouth. It was the most precious sight he ever saw.

“Ok, Justin’s ok now. What happened to our boy Jennifer?”

“Do you know about the sting on Michael?”

“Yes”

“Michael tried to rape Justin and he stopped him then Michael hit Justin in the head putting him into a coma.”

“Jennifer, I’m disowning my son. Go on please.”

“Justin almost died in the ambulance on the way to the hospital. Then once he was in ER he did die on the table. The doctor was able to revive him and they think Justin’s going to be ok without lasting injuries.” Debbie made the cross on her chest.

“Mary, Joseph and Jesus; thank you.”

“Debbie, Michael has many serious charges and they include attempted murder.”

“When can I see Sunshine?”

“They gave him a sedative and he should wake up in about four hours.”

“I have to take care of Gus and JR. Give him my love and I’ll see him as soon as I can.”

“I’ll get Mel to come watch the kids so you can be there with me. He’s your son too Debbie.”

“And the best son in the world Jenn.”

******************** 

Sap was so high on cocaine he talked rapidly telling the cops everything they wanted to know. He admitted to burying seven boys in his back yard within the last year. He told them of his club of men who liked young boys and told them how to access their list on his computer. He told them about another group like his at the capital city and that they often exchanged boys. He told them about friends who picked up runaways out of state and flew them to Pittsburgh for Sap’s parties. They showed him all his videos on his computer and he named every man on the recordings. They had a list of over a hundred men in Pittsburgh; doctors, lawyers, teachers, a principal and two priests; not to mention others that shocked the cops. Many of the men were in the closet and had wives and children.

“When this hits the national media Pittsburgh will be so shamed.” One cop told the other.

“We found it and stopped it with evidence for many other states. We can get a federal gag order until every man is arrested. Pittsburgh will be vindicated for this success.”

******************** 

Before sunrise, dozens of officers were at Sap’s house with excavation equipment and the Medical Examiner for the county. Very carefully  they began to dig up his yard. The neighbors were curious but no one told them anything.

“Look here.” A DEA agent opened a secret panel in Sap’s office to find a huge amount of drugs; probably with over a million in street value. This was the stash of a major dealer and pusher. They found even more in his basement in another hidden room. All together the haul was $19 million in drugs, and over $12 million in cash.

“Here’s a safe. Get Sap to give us the combination.” The officer radioed his officer interviewing Sap at the office and the drug high pervert told them the combination without thinking about it. They opened the safe to find it full of DVDs. The contents were too ghastly to mention. These two officers watched the DVDs and cried like grieving children.

******************** 

“Brian, you should get some sleep before Justin wakes up.” Ted told him.

“I won’t be to work today. Don’t say anything Ted but go open the office and take my place. Reschedule my appointments for me or do the pitch yourself.  I’m not leaving Justin’s side. The first thing he sees when he wakes up is my smiling face.”

“Ok Brian. Can I tell Cynthia what happened?”

“Yes but not anybody else. She can keep a secret. The cops put a major gag order on this crime. They got Sap busted to. He gave the drug to Michael. It seems many perverts got slammed last night at Sap’s house and more arrest are coming to Sap’s friends.”

“Holy shit Brian. I never told you but Sap’s the top dealer for drugs in the city and state. There’s no telling want they got at his house.”

“We can’t talk about it.”

“Got it boss. Don’t worry about the company; I’ll take care of it. Can I get you anything?”

“Coffee; black.”

“Be right back Bri.” Ted left the waiting room and two minutes later returned with two hot  coffees. He handed one to Brian. The doctor came out of the ER door. Everyone stood up.

“The CAT scan shows no brain swelling or internal injuries. Justin is being moved into ICU now. He may have one visitor at a time. Mr. Kinney, you have my permission to stay with him constantly during the visits. Once he wakes up I’ll do an exam and decide on putting him in a private room.”

“I want the VIP room doctor.”

“You got it Brian. It has a nice sofa and a second bed for sleeping in. The food’s pretty good in there.”

“Thank you doctor. When can I see him?”

“Give us about 20 minutes to get him settled in and on the monitors. He looks real good Brian.”

“Is his head in a bandage?”

“It wasn’t necessary as the skin wasn’t broken. And he has all his blond hair.”

“That will make him very happy.”

“Brian, I’m going to go watch the kids so Debbie can come to see Justin.” Mel told him.

“Thanks Mel; Justin will appreciate that. She’s like his second mom. I don’t want Gus to know about this at all.”

“I agree Brian; he’s gone through too much already. He doesn’t have to know and I sure Justin will be released very soon.” Mel left the waiting room and went to her car.

******************** 

The doctor removed the cover on the dead boy’s body and moved his microphone into position.

“Case number 5484864. A John Doe. Approximate age by bone structure is 14 or 15; long blond hair and blue eyes. I see two fresh puncture marks on his right arm. Weight is 112 pounds, height is 5 feet, four inches. His teeth are complete in count without decay and white. Fingers are manicured. There is bruising on both wrist and ankles significant to  the restraints of a sex sling. On site photos of the crime show a sling near his body.” The doctor examined his eyes closely. “Petechial hemorrhages in the eyes shows probably death by asphyxiation consistent with an opiate overdose. There is no visual trauma to his neck or evidence of manual choking.”

The doctor carefully looked at his body and found something interesting.

“There is trauma damage to his penis and sac consistent with biting. Taking possible DNA samples  with ultraviolet light identification of body fluids.” The doctor turned out the light and used a black light to exam his body. “Over three dozen sites of possible evidence mostly around the genital  area and inner thighs.” Methodically the doctor took each sample and numbered it with a code were it was found on his body. The procedure took over an hour. He opened the boy’s mouth.

“There is a significant volume of semen in his oral cavity and could  have aided in his cause of death by possible asphyxiation. Suctioning  the contents into evidence bottle 412.” Once the doctor was certain he got most of it he measured the content of the bottle.

“Total semen from his mouth is just over 20 cc’s. Now rotating the body for dorsal exam.” The doctor carefully rolled the boy over onto his stomach. “Severe trauma to the anus area and rectum with significant tearing of inner tissues with dry blood. Test spear shows no evidence of any lubrication; oil or water base in nature. Suctioning contents of his rectum into bottle 413. Semen from his rectum is 47 cc’s in volume. There is markings on his dorsal side consistent with a leather sling. They is bruising on his hips showing being grabbed hard by hands. Taking photos.”

“Now rotating the body to begin the internal exam of organs.”

******************** 

“What have you found men?”

“This grave had four young male bodies with decomposition of about a week. Over here is two more about a month old. They covered them with lime to cut down the odor. This site shows a very large deposit of foreign matter on ground x ray. We’re just starting to dig it up now Carl.”

“Why Pittsburgh?”

“We suspected Sap for years. Why didn’t we stop this sooner?”

“He had money and powerful people in his pocket. He was nice enough to keep detailed records however.”

“That was very nice of him to do that for us.”

“There’s a federal media blackout on this case.”

“I hope we can keep it. This is huge shit Carl.”

“The Feds are flying in this morning to takeover.”

******************** 

“You can dance (you can dance)
Go and carry on
'Til the night is gone
And it's time to go
If he asks if you're all alone
Can he take you home you must tell him no
'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arm's you're gonna be
So, darlin', save the last dance for me

---- Instrumental Interlude ----

'Cause don't forget who's taking you home
And in whose arm's your gonna be
So, darlin', save the last dance for me, mmmm

Save the last dance for me, mmmm-hummmm
Save the last dance for me, mmmm”

Brian watched as Justin’s eyes flicker under his eyelids. He always did that when he was dreaming. Whatever it was Justin was smiling. Brian held his lover’s hand and patiently waited for him to wake up. Suddenly Justin started to hum softly a very familiar tune. Brian realized at once it was “Save the Last Dance for Me” by the Drifters. It was the song they danced to at Justin ‘s prom. Slowly Justin opened his eyes  to see Brian with his tongue in his cheek grinning; his teary eyes laughing.

“I remember Brian; I remember everything. We danced so fantastic, the music, the lights, the smiling girls and shocked boys, the evil eye from Chris Hobbs, you kissed me at the end. I told you it was the happiest night of my life and you called it ridiculously romantic. We passed the scarf back and forth. I took off your coat and handed it to Daphne. She bounced up and down so happy for us. Your dick was so hard against my body. The love in your eyes was amazing Brian.”

“Do you remember everything Justin?” Brian held his breath.

“Just the dance.  I don’t remember the garage or the bashing except  the flash I’ve always had of you calling to me.”

“How do you feel?”

“Wonderful Brian.”

“Draw something for me.” Brian handed Justin a sketch pad and a pencil. Justin went to work drawing Brian’s smiling face. In over twenty minutes he finished it without a problem with his hand.

“Brian, my hand doesn’t hurt me anymore.”

“Are you hungry?”

“Fuck yeah! When am I not?”

“Debbie wants to see you.”

“I saw Vic. He talked to me when I was out. He said I saved the lives of hundreds of boys but I don’t know how. He told me to make a baby and the mother will find me and I have to accept her offer. She’s going to make a son Brian, a brother for Gus.” Brian’s face turned white. “What’s wrong?”

“Justin, I never told you this but when they took out my ball I talked to Vic too and twice when they did chemo.”

“He said he was so proud of me and that God was pleased with me.”

“Did he mention Judy Garland?”

“Huh?”

“I guess not. Justin, I fell in love with you the first night we were together but the prom was the first time I dared to let myself believe in love and I almost lost you.”

“I knew you loved me. I’m on to you remember?”

“I never told you this, but the two weeks you were in a coma I was outside your room every night watching over you.”

“I think I remember seeing you once.”

“I was so afraid of losing you Justin, and last night you almost left me again.”

“What happened Brian?”

“You almost died in the ambulance and in ER you flat lined on them. You did die for a minute and the doctor brought you back.”

“Vic told me they would. He said Michael hit my head and now I can remember it too. Vic said It wasn’t my time and I was going to live for a long time and be very happy with you.”

“Uncle Vic never lied to me Justin.”

Me either Brian. Let me see Debbie and try to get me a tray.”

“I’ll be right back.” Brian softly kissed his lover and soul mate and left the room with Justin’s drawing. Debbie walked in.

“How are you sweetheart?”

“I’m perfectly fine Debbie. I remember dancing with Brian at the prom. We were amazing together.” Justin decided not to mention Vic.

“Does your head hurt at all?”

“Nope; I feel perfectly fine and very hungry.”

“Brian’s working on that.”

******************** 

“Doctor, Justin woke up.”

“How is he?”

“Perfect with lost memories recovered. Look at this. He drew me for over twenty minutes and his hand didn’t hurt him. He usually has to take a break every 10 minutes.”

“He’s an excellent artist.”

“He’s the director of my art department at Kinnetik.”

“Let me go do a quick exam and see about sending him to the private room.”

“Doctor, I think he can go home.”

“I’ll consider it Brian. Usually when we lose one in ER we want to watch them at least 48 hours.”

“Go see for yourself; I don’t think it’s necessary. He’s perfect.”

“May I see my son?”

“Yes Mrs. Taylor, come with us.” She followed Brian and the doctor into Justin’s room in ICU.

“I wanted food Brian, not a doctor.”

“Hello son.”

“Hi Mom.”

Play nice; this is the doctor who saved your life.”

“Hello doctor; thank you.”

“How do you feel Justin; any headaches?”

“Nope; I feel perfectly fine.” The doctor took out a pen light and looked at his eyes.

“Squeeze my fingers hard.” Justin did the test perfectly with equal pressure in both hands.

“I’m going to apply pressure to your scar. Tell me what you feel. The doctor touched his head and pressed into his skin.”

“Pressure.”

“No pain?”

“No sir.” The doctor applied harder.

“More pressure and no pain.”

“Good, now pressed my hands with your feet like a pedal.” Justin pushed his feet forward. “Now pull back on my hands.” Justin reversed the motion. The doctor took his pen and rubbed it hard up both feet.

“That tickles”

“It was suppose to. Your showing no neurological damage at all and possible improvement of your prior condition. I see no reason to keep you here. I’ll go sign your release.”

“Thank you doctor. Justin, I have to go get you a suit of clothes since the cops took the others as evidence.”

“Don’t forget my tray Brain.”

“Already ordered it.” Brian grabbed Justin’s head and kissed him hard. “Later”

“Later” As Brian was leaving a nurse came in with two trays of food. She sat one on the rolling table and moved to the patient.

“I hear we have a very hungry man in here.”

“You heard right Nurse.”

“Enjoy. Call me if you need anything.” Justin opened his milks and an orange juice and took off the cover of the plate.

“How do you get a bottom boy special in a hospital?”

“Connections kiddo.” Debbie stroked his hair.

“Justin, are up for some cop business?”

“Sure Carl.”

“Ladies, may I speak with Justin privately?”

“Sure honey, come with me Jennifer.” The ladies left the room.

“Justin what I’m going to tell you is top secret with a federal gag order against publicity. You can only discuss it with Brian and you both must not tell anyone else since the investigations are ongoing.”

“Ok Carl.”

“You’re a hero Justin. Michael told us Sap gave him the drug to knock you out and kidnap you. Last night a major raid was done on Sap’s house. Over two dozen men were arrested and 22 young boys rescued. One boy was dead when we got there and a boy in a sling was close to death.”

“Fuck! I heard he had wild parties with lots of young boys.”

“There’s more. We dug up 27 young male bodies in his back yard.”

“FUCK!”

“He was conducting a child trafficking operation involving 16  states. All of it’s on his computer. He paid off local politicians and people in power and kept records of his payments. We arrested our highest federal judge in the state and an assistant DA in his home too. We have evidence and leads now to go to those 16 states and arrest more men and save hundreds of boys they are controlling. They are mostly underage runaways. We have his recordings of  all his orgies and who participated in them. And we have recording of them torturing to death boys for fun.” Justin stopped eating as he lost his appetite.

“How does this make me a hero Carl?”

“Because you had the courage to take down Michael we got the evidence he was aware of your drugging and kidnapping in advance. That gave us grounds to raid his home and obtain all that evidence and life saving leads. We can’t count the number of dead boys yet or the number we can now save but it’s in the hundreds we can save from this evil ring of perverts.”

“How did he finance this?”

“He had millions in his home of drugs and cash. He bought and sold boys like cattle. It’s all on his computer. He has to be the biggest drug dealer in the state to our knowledge.”

“Wow Carl. Thank you for telling me this. I hoped I helped.”

“Sap wants to know who ratted on him. I’m not letting him know about your case or Michael to protect you boys. We got plenty of evidence to put him to death by the feds.”

“Thank you Carl. It was rumored he was like in the Mafia or something.”

“To them Sap is going to be the rat, not you boys. But be careful. If you think you’re in danger let me know at once.”

“We will Carl.”

“I’m very proud of you Justin. You did a very good thing last night.”

“Thank you; perhaps I can eat after all.”

“Did I miss the party?” Brian walked in smiling with a bag of fresh clothes for his lover.

“Nope; you’re right on time Brian.”

"I love you twat."

"You better!" 

Brian and Justin walked around Britin deciding what furniture they needed to move in. Two bedrooms were furnished but Gus’s room needed furniture and they wanted to furnish at least one more bedroom for Melanie. Justin had a notebook and took notes as they talked about each room.

 “Are you planning on a bedroom set for a small boy or a larger one he can grow into Brian?”

 “He’ll outgrow a boy’s bed in no time; let’s put a double bed in his room with a matching set of dressers and night stands. He can decorate it to his taste as he grows up. I want him to have a desk and computer in here too, and a TV for video games.”

 “Flat panel LCD sets have come down in price; we can get a good deal on one. We can buy the TV and computer at the same store.”

 “I’ll upgrade a computer at work and make the old one good for Gus. It’s only two years old.” They walked into Gus’s bathroom.

 “We need a shower curtain here and a bath set with a carpet pad.” Justin wrote down the items on his list. Next they walked into the room for Melanie.

 “This is big enough for a queen size bed and furniture.”

 “Melanie has a queen bed set now; she can put it in here until the house is finished. Jenny Rebecca’s furniture can go in the room next door. When they move out we can furnish it then. They’ll be more comfortable with their own furniture.” Brian decided.

 “We need the same bathroom items in her bath too.” Justin added them to his list. Next they walked into the master bedroom.

“This is beautiful Brian; have you slept here yet?”

 “That bed has never been slept in; and the sheets are new. It’s been waiting for you to come home.”

“What will we do with the loft?”

 “Keep it so we have a place in town for when we have guests or a romantic getaway for a quickie.”

 “Ever the romantic.”

 “We have so much history at the loft I hate to let it go. It’s paid for so there’s no mortgage.”

 “If we ever have a fight I can send you to the loft instead of the sofa.”

 “Twat”

 “Cradle robber”

 “Lousy cock sucker”

 “Now you’re lying.” Both lovers laughed and ran down the stairs to check out the rooms there. First was the future media room.

 “Brian, we’re going to have to spend a fortune in this room. I hate projector sets and the screen is stained from cigarette smoke; that’ll never come out. We need a totally new system. I’d suggest the biggest flat panel plasma TV we can find and a surround sound system. We need theater seating and movie posters for the walls in frames. I’d like to get a big popcorn machine and a refrigerator for soda and waters.”

 “We have to order satellite service for our channels since there’s no cable out here. Which store in town has the best equipment?”

“I hate to say it but Taylor Electronics.”

 “I don’t care but do you want to see your father?”

 “It doesn’t matter to me one way or the other Brian. We’re on speaking terms barely. The last time I talked to him he wouldn’t pay my tuition at PIFA but that was years ago.”

 “Why don’t you call him and ask what’s the biggest TV flat panel he has?” Justin pulled out his cell phone and found his dad’s store and pressed call.

 “Craig Taylor”

 “This is Justin.”

 “If you’re calling me for money I can’t help you.”

 “That’s not why I’m calling Craig. What’s the biggest flat panel plasma TV you have for sale?”

 “You want to buy a TV?”

 “I’m buying an entire home entertainment system.”

“I got a 100” Sony but it’s not cheap; over $15,000 with taxes Justin.”

“He has a 100” diagonal Sony for 15 grand.”

 “Who are you talking to?”

 “Brian and I are furnishing a home in West Virginia and it has a huge media room in it.”

 “Tell him we can be there this afternoon to look at it and a sound system.”

 “Craig, we’ll be there this afternoon to see it and we need a good sound system too. Your technicians will need to install everything.”

 “Come on in; I’m always happy to make a sale.”

 “See you later.” Justin closed his phone. “He thought I was calling to ask for money.”

 “What an asshole. I almost hate to give him the business.”

 “We don’t have to go there but his technicians are the best in town. We could go to Fry’s at the capital.”

 “No, let’s buy it there and get it over with. Next we have to see what to do with our home office.” They walked out of the media room to the room that would be their home office area. “In here we need two corner desk groups, two tall black file cabinets, and a couch and chair with a coffee table. The built in book cases are good but I need a place for a coffee machine.” Justin wrote down in his book.

 “We can look for a nice matching table to go in here and a coffee maker. There’s room for a mini fridge.”

 “Write that down too.”

 “I want to see the pool area next.” Justin told his lover.

 ********************   

 Michael was led into the attorney room in handcuffs and then linked to a ring on the metal table. Melanie sat across from him. Once the guard had him secured he left the room.

 “Mel, you got to get me out of here. This place gives me the creeps.”

 “I only came to say goodbye Michael.”

 “What do you mean goodbye?”

 “I don’t want to have anything to do with you anymore.”

 “We got a kid together you and me. How can you say that?”

 “I doubt you’ll ever get out of prison and if you do you’re going to be a very old man.”

 “I got an idea to get out but I need your help.”

 “Michael, they taped your drugging and kidnapping and you hitting Justin and raping him. You don’t have a prayer.”

 “I’ll give Justin everything I got; the equity in our house, my rights to Rage and my comic book store for him not to press charges. I need you to draw up the agreement and get Justin to sign it.” Melanie looked at Michael and smiled.

 “Will you promise to leave Justin alone if I help you?”

 “Yeah, you got my word Mel.”

 “I’ll be returning later today with the agreements for your signatures and a quick claim deed for your half of the equity in your house.”

 “Thanks Mel, I owe you one.”

 “Guard, we’re done for now.” Melanie got up and left the room grinning.

 ******************** 

 “Mr. Peterson; I’m sorry for this situation happening to such a fine Pittsburgh family.”

 “Mr. DA, I’m here to ask you to send my daughter’s case to Canada for prosecution.”

 She committed crimes in Pittsburgh and Canada. Frankly sir, I can make a lot of political hay with this case. It’s a real vote getter for my upcoming election.”

 “To do the case here would give everyone a black eye. Pittsburgh, my family and my grandson’s father who is also a businessman here; I don’t want the boy to see his mother’s face on TV. I don’t want the world to look at him like a victim of sexual abuse. Perhaps I could compensate your loss of political clout. Would a campaign contribution of say 200 grand cash equal it?”

“I can get behind the transfer of Lindsay Peterson’s case to Canada but the state DA has to sign off on it. Are you prepared to make the donation under those circumstances?” Charles Peterson opened his briefcase full of bundles of 100 dollar bills.

 “I’m a Boy Scout sir; I’m always prepared.”

 “I’ll try to convince the state attorney to go along with me on this. I don’t foresee a problem.”

 ******************** 

 “Debbie I’m pulling so many double shifts my boyfriend’s threatening to leave me.”

 “I turned in my resignation yesterday Kiki, I’m not working there anymore. You have to hire new help.”

 “Why would you leave me like this? I’m going into a tranny melt down.”

 “Spare me the fucking drama, queen. I got two grandchildren to take care of now.”

 “I walked by Michael’s store and he didn’t open up today. Is he sick?”

 “Yeah Kiki, he’s sick and won’t be in for a while.”

 “Tell him to get well for me.”

“Will do girl, and go hire you some help. Grab the first person who can carry plates and fight back.”

 “I will Debbie.”

 “Goodbye” Debbie hung up her phone. “I’m so glad to be out of that shit.”

 “Shit”

 “What did you say Gus?”

 “Shit, shit, shit; it’s funny gran ma.”

 “Oh you think it’s funny huh? I’ll show you what’s funny little man.” Debbie grabbed Gus and started to gently tickle him making him laugh.

 ********************

 “Ted, when will Justin get in? I need his advice on an ad campaign for the pet store.”

 “They’re taking a day off to buy furniture for their house. He’s not coming in today so you’re in charge. Do you have his cell phone number?”

 “He was going to give it to me but we didn’t get around to it yet.” Ted wrote down Justin’s number and handed it to the assistant director of the art department.

 “You can call him and ask him your question.”

 “Thanks Ted.” Tim took out his cell phone and entered Justin’s number and saved it then he placed the call.

 “Justin”

 “Justin, this is Tim. How do we approach the pet store campaign?”

 “Don’t worry about it but you can brainstorm ideas; work on the Williams Subaru ads. I’ll be in tomorrow.”

 “Ok Justin thanks.” Tim hung up his phone.

 “Trouble at work?” Brian asked him.

 “Tim wasn’t sure what to do with Petco’s account. I told them not to worry about it for now. How are we going to make it funny, sexy and edgy Brian?”

 “I do my best thinking when I’m in your ass.”

 “That sounds like a good excuse to fuck.”

 “Let’s go spend some money now. Here’s an American Express card with your name on it. Give it to Craig for our equipment.”

 “That’s going to chap his ass.”

 “That’s the idea Sunshine.”

 ******************** 

 “Mother, please get me out of here. This place is horrible.”

 “Lindsay, your father is trying to get your case sent to Canada where we think you can get a better sentence. We can’t bail you out and do that too.”

 “You’d do it for my sister.”

 “That’s not the point Lindsay. You’re facing very serious charges and life in prison in this state. Your father and I are doing all we can not to let that happen to you but you have to stay in there.”

 “Who is taking care of Gus?”

 “His father is, and a friend named Debbie dear.”

 “Where’s Justin?”

 “Lindsay, who’s Justin?”

 “Brian’s partner.”

 “I don’t know, he didn’t mention him to us. He just told us where Gus was if we wanted to see him.”

 “I miss my baby so much mother.”

 “You should have thought about that before you hurt him.”

 ******************* 

 “That was fast Mel.”

 “I’m a lawyer; this is what I do. Everything I needed was on public record. Ok, here is the quick claim deed signing over your equity in the house you own with Ben. Sign here.” Michael took the pen and signed the form. “This is the deed to your business and inventory; sign here and here.” Michael signed the deed. “This is the agreement giving Justin all rights to the comic book Rage. Sign here.” Michael did as she told him to. This is the general agreement granting all your possessions to Justin if he doesn’t press charges against you.”

 “Fuck, its nine pages long. Why so much?”

 “It’s just lawyer talk to impress the judge. The first paragraph describes the agreement between you and Justin. Sign on the last page above your name.” Michael read the first paragraph nodding his head smiling then signed the agreement.

 “How soon can I get out?”

 “We have to wait until they drop the charges; probably a few days, maybe.” Melanie did her best not to smile.

 “Cool, thanks Mel; I really owe you one for this.”

 “Don’t mention it; this was a favor and you didn’t retain me.”

 “Ok” Mel got up and left the attorney room and left the building pulling out her cell phone.

 “Hey Mel.”

 “Justin, you now own Michael’s comic book store, all of Rage, and his equity in their house.”

 “Fuck, how did that happen?”

 “Michael has this idea he gets off if you agree not to press charges. Don’t worry; the state won’t go for it with crimes this serious. They’ll still send him to prison even if you agree to this. I wrote in the agreement that if the state still insists he faces charges you still keep the items and you’re free to testify. He’s fucked good Justin. There’s no way the state will drop his charges.”

 “I’ll keep Rage but give the house equity to Ben and the comic book store to Hunter.”

 “That’s over $70,000 Justin; is that what you want to do?”

 “Yes, I don’t need his money and they deserve it. Do you need my signatures?”

 “Yes, can you meet me at the diner at five?”

 “Can we meet Mel at the diner at five Brian?”

 “Sure”

“We’ll be there Mel, thanks.” Justin closed his phone.

“What was that about?”

 “Michael has this idea that he can get out if I agree not to press charges so he’s giving me his equity to their house, the comic book store and total ownership of Rage.”

 “We’re not dropping charges Justin.”

  “I can agree not to press charges but Mel says the state won’t accept the agreement and Michael still faces charges and goes to prison and I keep the items he gave me. I’m giving the home equity to Ben and the store to Hunter.”

 “At least let Ben pay for your hospital bills.”

 “OK; he’d probably like to give me something anyway.”

 “So Mel broke it off in Michael’s ass. I’m might have to learn to love that dyke.”

 “I’ve always liked Mel; Lindsay was the one stirring up trouble between you and her.”

 “I think you’re right.”

 “Here’s dad’s store now.” Brian turned off the street into the parking lot. They got out and entered the store. Craig was talking to one of his salesmen and saw them come in. He despised Brian Kinney but he would gladly take his money from him. Craig walked over to them.

 “Thanks for considering my store Justin.”

 “You have the best equipment in town Craig. Where’s the 100” model at?”

 “In a display room with the best sound system I have; come with me.” Craig led them to the back of the store into a room set up for home entertainment media. “This is the largest production model made for home sets. The sound system is Bose and it’s their largest and best model too. Craig turned on the TV and demonstrated the sound system with “Top Gun” and the DVD was cued up to loud jets flying off the carrier deck. You could hear the jets roar across the room from left to right as the jet took off. The sound was incredible. The background music amazing.

 “I like it; what do you think Justin?”

 “It would look good in the house and the screen is bright and clear. The HD channels will be fantastic on it. I say we buy both systems since they go good together.”

 “I ordered satellite service. Their equipment should be at the house by five tomorrow.”

 “Where is your house?” Craig asked them.

 “Thirty minutes away in West Virginia.” Justin told him.

 “If you’re willing to pay travel and overtime I can have my men bring it tomorrow at five and set it up including your TV reception.” Brian and Justin looked at each other and had a silent conversation.

 “We’ll take it.”

 “Let’s go to my office and get your credit application.”

 “That won’t be necessary Craig.” Justin said. Craig looked at him in shock. This was over $25,000 in equipment and installation. “We also need three smaller LCD TVs.”

“I have them set up on the display wall Justin.” They walked over to the sets on display.

 “The 42” models have a low price and look good Brian.”

 “I want to put the one in Gus’s room on the wall so he can’t pull it down.”

 “Craig, we need wall brackets for all the sets and HD cables for everything. We want three of the Sony model in 42”.”

 “This is a good sale. How about I knock off 10% for you, son.”

 “Sure.” Craig led them into his office and he drew up the purchase order. He padded the installation cost to recoup the 10% discount.

 “The total bill is $28,357.34.” Justin handed his new American Express card to Craig who read Justin’s name on it. He ran the purchase into the credit card machine and in seconds it was approved.

 “I need your address and directions to get there.” Justin wrote a map and the address on a piece of clear printer paper.

 “Here’s my card if you have any questions. My cell phone is on it if the delivery men and technicians need to call me.” Craig looked at the card showing Justin was the Art Department Director at Kinnetik Inc. He was frozen as he read the card.

 “I’ll have the men there at five and they’ll hide the wires real good. On a big set up like this I usually personally supervise the installation myself.” Justin looked at Brian who just shrugged his shoulders.

 “That’ll be ok Craig; you can see our house.”

 “We may buy more TVs later for other rooms too.” Brian added.

 “It was a pleasure to do business with you.” Craig reached out and shook Justin’s hand but not Brian’s.

 “See you tomorrow Craig.” Brian and Justin left the store.

 “Well that went better than I thought it would.”

 “He might hate faggots but he loves pink dollars.” Justin said grinning. “We skipped lunch and I haven’t eaten since this morning at the hospital. Let’s go to the diner to eat and wait for Melanie.”

 “OK” They got into the Vette and left the store lot.

 ******************** 

 “Hello Melanie”

 “Ben, can you and Hunter meet me at the diner at five. I have good news.”

 “What’s this about?”

 “Michael gave the store, his equity in your house and Rage to Justin. He’s keeping Rage and giving you the equity and the store to Hunter.”

 “I can’t let Justin do that; it’s too much money.”

 “Well they’re going to be there to finish the paperwork so you can talk to him and make your own arrangements.  That’s what Justin wants to do though.”

 “We’ll be there Mel.”

  “See you then Ben.”

 ******************* 

 “Damn Brian, this place is a madhouse.” Brian and Justin walked into the diner and there were dirty dishes in their booth and other tables. People were screaming for their food and drinks, and Kiki was on the verge of total nervous breakdown. Justin picked up the coffee pot and refilled their cups. They he cleared off the tables including the booth for him and Brian. The cook ranged the bell. Justin picked up the plates.

 “Who gets two hamburgers?”

 “Over here.” Justin walked over to the table.

 “Who has onion rings?”

 “Me cutie.” Justin sat down the plates.

 “Where’s my fucking Coke? I’ve been waiting for 10 minutes damn it.” Justin went and got a Coke and took it to the man.

 “Thanks honey, I’m lost without Debbie here.”

“That’s ok Kiki. I’ll handle our orders.” The cook ranged the bell again and Kiki went to get the food.

 “Could I check out before midnight?” Justin went to the register and took the man’s check and rang up his bill.

“$7.25” The man handed Justin a twenty with his phone number.

 “Keep the change foxy; call me if you want some more.” Justin ignored the come on line and then he gave the tip to Kiki. He grabbed an order pad and went to Brian.

 “I could pimp you out in here and make a fortune Sunshine.”

 “No thanks; I got a sugar daddy. What do you want to eat?”

 “Chicken sandwich, no mayo, with lettuce and tomatoes, and unsweetened tea.” Justin added his order and took it to the cook’s window and hit the bell as he spun the check on the wheel. Then he cleaned the counter and took the tub of dishes to the back. Next, Justin made two waters and Brian’s tea and a Coke for himself and went to sit down.

 “How long before Mel gets here?”

 “About 20 minutes.” Brian said looking at his watch. Then he got the idea to buy one for Justin.

 ********************

 “Hello”

 “This is a collect call from an inmate at the Allegheny County Jail in Pittsburgh from:

Michael (he spoke softly into the phone)

 This call will cost you $2.00 a minute should you accept. If you wish to block calls from this facility press one; if you wish to accept calls from this facility press 2, if you wish to hear these instructions again press 9.” Debbie pressed one on her phone. “All calls from our facility will be blocked for 30 days.” Debbie hung up the phone with a small tear falling down her cheek. She poured two glasses of milk and grabbed the cookie tray and joined Gus and Jenny Rebecca in the living room watching cartoons.

 “The person you called has blocked you from calling. Click”

 “Oh fuck, Maw!”

 ******************** 

 “Ding” Justin got up and grabbed their food and brought it to their booth. He refilled Brian’s tea and his Coke and sat down and prepared his hamburger.

 “I have room in my car to take my boxes at Kinnetik to West Virginia today.”

 “Where’s your car Justin?”

 “Still at Woody’s if they didn’t tow it away.” Brian pulled out his cell phone and made a call.

 “Woody’s, Tony speaking.”

 “This is Brian Kinney, Justin’s new red Subaru was parked in your lot; is it still there?”

 “Yeah Brian, I knew it was his and left it here.”

 “We’ll get it later today, thanks Tony.” Brian closed his phone. “They got it.”

 “Good.” The door bell jingled; Ben and Hunter walked into the diner. Justin waved them to come over.

 “Hi Ben, hello Hunter.”

 “What’s up Blondie?”

“Me later if I’m lucky; sit with us.”

 “Hello Brian, Justin; Melanie called me and told me about Michael giving you everything but I don’t know why he did it.”

 “He wants me to agree to not press charges against him.”

 “I’m not in favor of it; I want you to press charges Justin.”

 “Mel says it doesn’t matter what I agree to; the state will go forward anyway and I get to keep everything but all I want is the ownership of Rage. I’m giving you Michael’s equity in your house and the store to Hunter.”

 “I get the comic book store? Sweet!”

 “Michael’s equity is about $50,000 or more; I can’t let you do that Justin.”

 “Tell you what; how about you pay my doctor and hospital bill and we call it even. I don’t need or want Michael’s money. You can use it to help put Hunter through college.”

 “I can make the store profitable; Michael wouldn’t listen to me. He was going about it the wrong way. I can put myself through college.”

“The store’s a loss. We should pack up the inventory and sell it on eBay. That way you don’t have any overhead of rent, insurance, and utilities and you’re free during the day to attend classes. You can put the money toward getting a car and your college fund.”

 “I can live with that.”

 “Ben, I’m not keeping the equity in your house. I’m signing it over to you no matter if you pay my medical bills or not.”

 “Don’t waste your breath professor arguing with the twat.”

 “Who are you calling a twat sugar daddy?”

 “Ha! That’s a good one Blondie.”

 “I’ll pay your bills Justin.”

 There’s the ER room, x-rays and a CAT scan and one night in ICU plus any medicine they used. It shouldn’t be too much.”

 “Thank you Justin.” Kiki was still overwhelmed with customers so Justin got up and grabbed the order pad.

 “What do you guys want to order?”

 “I don’t want anything but Hunter can eat.”

 “I’ll have a double mustard cheeseburger loaded, fries and a chocolate shake with water .”

 “Got it.” Justin put in the order and made the shake and brought it over to Hunter with water.

 “Something to drink Ben?”

 “Just lemon water.” Justin got it and returned to the table and sat down to finish his meal.

“Does Michael have a lease on the store?”

 “Three more years; but it’s only in his name. The landlord can sue him but he won’t see a dime.”

 “Hunter, box up the comics and Sunday afternoon I’ll help you get them to your garage.”

 “You got a car?”

 “Yes and lots of room to haul shit.”

 “I know a used business store that will buy your cash register and racks. They’ll even pick it up.” Brian said.

 “Well Sunday we can take out the comics, and next week the fixtures. Then we shut down the utilities and cancel the insurance which will probably give us a refund check.” Ben said.

 ********************

 “Kinnetik advertising; may I help you?”

 “This is a collect call from an inmate at the Allegheny County Jail in Pittsburgh from:

 Michael (he spoke softly into the phone again)

 This call will cost you $2.00 a minute should you accept. If you wish to block calls from this facility press one; if you wish to accept calls from this facility press 2, if you wish to hear these instructions again press 9.” Cynthia pressed one on her phone. “All calls from our facility will be blocked for 30 days.” Cynthia grinned and hung up the phone.

 “The person you called has blocked you from calling. Click”

 “I just wanted to apologize to you Brian.”

 ******************** 

 The diner door bell jingled and Mel walked in and saw the gang sitting in the back and walked to them. The cook hit his bell and Justin jumped up and got Hunters order and took it to him.

 “Moonlighting Justin? Doesn’t asshole pay you enough?”

 “Kiki was having a melt down so I gave her a hand. She’s lost without Debbie here.”

 “I just got through showing Michael’s agreement with you to the DA who has his case.”

 “What did he say?”

 “He laughed his ass off and said under no circumstances will they drop the charges. They got so much evidence they don’t need your testimony.”

 “Do I need to sign some things?”

 “Yes; here is the agreement, a quick claim deed of the house equity granting it to Ben, and a sales agreement for $1.00 granting the store to Hunter.” Hunter reached into his pocket.

 “Here’s your dollar.” Justin took the forms and signed them where Melanie pointed to.

 “I’ll record them tomorrow morning after taking JR to Debbie’s. Brian, remember our court appointment.”

 “I have it on my schedule Mel. We’re getting the house ready to live in and bought furniture and shit today. I want you to put your bedroom suite and JR’s in your rooms until the house is built.” Ben’s cell phone rang.

 “Hello?”

 “This is a collect call from an inmate at the Allegheny County Jail in Pittsburgh from:

 It’s Michael, Ben.

 This call will cost you $2.00 a minute should you accept. If you wish to block calls from this facility press one; if you wish to accept calls from this facility press 2, if you wish to hear these instructions again press 9.” Ben pressed one on his phone. “All calls from our facility will be blocked for 30 days.” Ben hung up the phone.

 “The person you called has blocked you from calling. Click”

 “I love you Ben.”

 “That was Michael trying to call me; I blocked his calls for 30 days.” Then Hunter’s phone rang.

 “Give me your phone Hunter.” Ben listened to the jail phone recording and blocked the calls again.

 “He can’t bother you now.”

 “I wouldn’t have accepted it anyway. Who needs him after what he did to Justin?” Then Brian’s cell phone rang. Brian listened to the recording and also blocked his calls. Next Justin’s phone rang. Justin listened and blocked future calls.

 “He won’t call me; I just saw him today.”

 “How did he look?” Brian asked her.

 “Scared, then happy thinking he’s going to get out soon.”

 “When will he realize that’s not going to happen?” Justin asked her.

 “He has arraignment at ten Monday morning. I spoke with the chief attorney at the public defender’s office and told them to put their worse person on his case. They’ll send him down hard.”

 “I want to know what prison he goes to; I plan to make his new life interesting.” Brian said with a smirk.

 “For attempted murder he goes to maximum security. It’s the worse prison in the state. A gay man will not like it there.” Mel told them. “What’s happening to Lindsay’s case Brian?”

 “We’re trying to get it sent to Canada to stop any publicity here.”

 “Justin, the deadline for signing up for the next semester is next Friday at five.”

 “Thanks Ben; with so much stuff going on I haven’t had time to look.”

 “I’ll grab the enrollment packet and information for the Marketing Department and have it for you this weekend.”

 “I appreciate that very much.”

 “So we’re both going to college?”

 “Yes, we can sit together at lunch if you like.”

 “That makes two people I’ll know there.”

 “Who’s the other person?” Ben asked him.

 “Callie, you remember her Ben.”

 “Ah, the girl who took your virginity.”

 “My straight virginity anyway but I got hers too.”

 “All this talk about straight sex is making my dick soft.” Brian said and Justin punched him in the arm.

 “Brian, we have a lady present.”

 “Mel’s no lady, she’s a lawyer.” Everyone laughed including Mel.

“Brian, whatever you build I’m sure JR and I will love it.”

 “I want you to design it. And bring me the plans. I want you to live there for a long time for Gus.”

“Ok Brian, three stories, eight bedrooms, ten bathrooms and an indoor heated pool.”

“Three bedrooms, three baths, and I’ll throw in the indoor pool if you make it kid proof.”

  “Deal” Brian and Mel shook hands smiling.

******************** 

 “Hello”

 “This is a collect call from an inmate at the Allegheny County Jail in Pittsburgh from:

 It’s me Michael,

 This call will cost you $2.00 a minute should you accept. If you wish to block calls from this facility press one; if you wish to accept calls from this facility press 2, if you wish to hear these instructions again press 9.” Ted pressed two on his phone.

 “Michael?”

 “Thanks for taking my call Ted; nobody else will.”

“Well can you blame them?”

 “It was just a practical joke Ted.”

 “Michael, did you hear what happened to Justin after you hit him?”

 “I didn’t hit him that hard.”

 “Michael, he died at the hospital. The doctor’s barely brought him back. On top of kidnapping, rape and drugs you’re facing attempted murder now.” There was silence on the phone. “Did you hear me Michael?”

 “Justin’s not pressing charges; I’ll be getting out soon. I gave him everything I own; my home equity, the store, and my half of Rage.”

 “Michael how stupid can you be? Justin isn’t pressing charges; the state is. You’re still going to prison Michael and probably never getting out.”

 “Ted, it can’t be that bad.”

 “Oh it’s that bad Michael; you almost killed Justin hitting him in the site of his old bashing injury. His brain made his heart stop more than once.”

 “You got to help me Ted; I don’t have anyone else to help me.”

 “Michael, there’s nothing I can do.”

 “Get me a good lawyer.”

 “I know the evidence they have and it would be a waste of money. I don’t waste money Michael.”

 “I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND!” Michael screamed into the phone hurting Ted’s ears. Ted then just closed his phone. Moments later Michael called back. Ted listened to the recording and blocked his calls.

 ******************** 

 Brian cell phone rang.

 “Hello”

 “This is a collect call from an inmate at the Allegheny County Jail in Pittsburgh from:

 Peter, it’s Wendy.

 This call will cost you $2.00 a minute should you accept. If you wish to block calls from this facility press one; if you wish to accept calls from this facility press 2, if you wish to hear these instructions again press 9.” Brian pressed one on his phone and closed it.

 “The person you called has blocked you from calling. Click”

 “I love you Brian.” Lindsay then started to cry.

 “Rot in hell you fucking bitch!”

 “Lindsay?” Justin asked.

 “Yeah.”

 “She better not call me or I’ll chew her a new asshole.” Mel said.

 “Can I get you anything Mel?”

 “Just a coffee Kiki.”

 “Coming right up honey.”

 “Brian, I don’t need a pool; we can use the one at your house.”

“I’m hiring a contractor to build a room around it so we can use it year round and I can lock it safe for the kids.”

 “That’s a great idea; who came up with that?”

 “Justin, he saw it wasn’t safe for kids now.”

 “Justin, I’d love it for you to be a father figure for JR.”

 “I’m honored Mel. Sure.” Justin was smiling.

“They make the best double cheeseburgers here.” Hunter said as he took a huge bite.

 “There are more calories in that burger than I eat in a week.” Ben said smiling.

 “At their ages they can eat anything and not gain a pound.” Brian said.

 “I watch my figure Brian.”

 “I bet I watch it more than you do.” Brian said with his tongue in cheek grin Justin found so adorable.

 ******************** 

 “Daddy! Jussin!”

 “Hey there Sonny boy; were you good for Grandma Debbie.”

 “I very good Daddy.” Brain picked up his son and kissed his cheek.

 “How’s your arm Gus?” Justin asked him.

 “It don’t hurt. Let me take this off.” He held up the braced arm.

 “Maybe for a little while when we get home but you have to wear it to get well.”

 “OK Jussin.”

 “Thanks Brian.”

 “What for Deb.”

 “I love having the kids. Michael tried to call me. They help not to think about him.”

 “Thank you; we couldn’t find a better person to trust him to.”

 “Is Mel coming soon for JR?”

 “She should be right behind us. We were at the diner. Justin had to wait tables.”

 “Kiki was having a total tranny meltdown.” Justin said grinning.

 “I’m the only person who could pull a shift by myself and I’m an old lady.”

 “You’re not old, just well seasoned.” Brian told her.

 “A lot of cayenne pepper and gun powder to put up with that mob.” Melanie walked into the door.

 “Damn rental car stalled on me at the diner. Hi Debbie.”

“Hello Mel. Would you like to leave my granddaughter with me tonight?”

“Are you sure? You had her last night?”

“It helps me not to think about you know who Mel.”

 “We were going to Brian and Justin’s house in West Virginia. Let me go bring in her bag.” Mel left the room to the front and brought in JR’s luggage. “I’d like to get my daughter back tomorrow please.”

 "And you can have Gus tomorrow night Debbie.” Brian said.

 “I’d love it. He’s so much fun to take care of.”

 “I want you to keep her when I go back to Canada to pack up. I’m moving back and staying with Brian and Justin. I have to drive the car back.”

 “I’d love to Melanie.”

 “Come here Gus so I can help you put on your shoes.” Justin told the boy.

 “Ok Jussin.” Justin helped him put on his shoes and tied them; while doing this, his cell phone rang.

 “Hello”

 “This is Jerry Griffin with Marvel Comics, are you the Justin Taylor who owns half of the comic book Rage?”

 “As of today, I now own all of it.”

 “Marvel would like to buy your interest in the comic and rights to your artwork. We’re prepared to pay you $750,000.”

 “One moment please.” Justin covered his phone and looked at Brian. “Marvel Comics wants to pay me $750,000 for Rage Brain.” Justin said grinning.

 “Tell him you want a million Justin.”

 “I would need a million for the ownership of the comic sir and rights to my art. It’s very profitable.”

 “You must be psychic Mr. Taylor; that’s the highest amount I’m allowed to offer you.”

 “How do we handle this?”

 “Do you have an attorney Mr. Taylor?”

 “We can use my attorney at work sir.”

 “I’ll send them the contract for you; where should I send it?”

“Are you at your computer?”

 “Yes”

 “Goggle Kinnetik, spelled K-i-n-n-e-t-i-k.”

 “I have Kinnetik Advertising in Pittsburgh?”

 “Yes, use that address attention Legal Department.”

 “I’ll email the contract to you as an attachment and fly to Pittsburgh tomorrow with your cashier’s check. Once I have your signature, and rights to your drawings for the comic, the check is yours.”

 “I’ll be looking forward to seeing you sir.”

 “Thank you Mr. Taylor. I’ll be there by one tomorrow.”

 “Ok Mr. Griffin. I’ll see you then.” Justin closed his phone.

 “Did he go for it?” Brian asked.

 “I’m a millionaire.”

Brian carefully lubed Justin’s ass so as not to wake him yet. Justin was on his side sleeping very soundly. Brian put on the condom and lubed his dick and very slowly slipped it into Justin hot round firm beautiful hairless young bubble butt. Justin moaned but didn’t wake up. Brian waited for a minute and slowly began to fuck his lover ever so gently. He moved Justin onto his stomach and then he began to pound that perfect ass waking up a smiling Justin.

 “OH fuck yeah, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck me Brian, oh that’s so good, good, good….” Brian raised his body and assaulted Justin’s prostate gland sending waves of sexual pleasure coursing through Justin’s body. “Fuck that’s good Brian; I love you so much Brian. Fuck, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…..” Justin chanted with every penetration of Brian’s huge dick in his ass. The boy was so tight and hot Brian could only last for a minute and soon was overcome with the climax he had.

 “I love you Justin!” Brian shouted as he shot a huge load filling the condom.

“You can wake me up like that anytime loverboy.” Brian pulled out his cock and took a rag and cleaned Justin’s ass crack. Then he turned the man/boy over.

 “I always wanted to fuck a millionaire Justin.” Brian said as he swallowed Justin’s dick and began to give him a world class blow job. Justin rubbed his hands in Brian’s hair encouraging his lover to service him. Expertly Brian swallowed all of Justin’s over eight thick inches of hot twink meat. In only a few seconds Justin tapped on his head warning him of the impending blast. Brian redoubled his efforts and was rewarded with a giant sweet load of hot boy cum. He pulled off of Justin’s cock and used the rag to dispose of the load in his mouth.

“Thank you.”

 “You’re welcome.”

 “What time is it?”

 “Six thirty”

 “We have time to shower and wake up Gus and eat at the diner before taking him to Debbie’s.”

 “Let’s get on it Mr. Millionaire.” They got out of bed and went to the shower. Justin adjusted the water temperature and the lovers walk into the double shower and began to lather each other’s bodies. Then Brian took the shampoo and washed his and Justin’s hair with it. Justin closed his eyes enjoying the head massage Brian was doing to his scalp. Then Brian washed out Justin’s hair and his own and applied conditioner. They finished washing their bodies allowing time for the conditioner to set in.

 ******************** 

 “BREAKFAST CALL” The jail guard said and the inmates lined up at the front door to receive their tray through the tray window. Michael got at the end of the line. Once he had his tray he looked for a place to sit down. Nobody seemed to be inviting him to join their table. Suddenly a giant of a black man came up and yanked the tray out of Michael’s hands.”

 “That’s mine!”

 “Why don’t you take it from me?”

 “Heah no fair!”

 “Shut your fuckin mouth cracker and go to your room before I smashed your pretty little white face in.” Michael’s eyes got real big and he ran to his room and pressed the button for the guard to close the door for protection. The cell block inmates laughed; they had plans for Michael but food wasn’t included yet.

 “What’s Sap paying you?” The man asked the huge black man.

 “A good lawyer and 10 grand.”

 “I wish I got that contract.”

 “That fish belongs to me. We’re going to max and he’s my bitch now.”

 “I saw you in the shower; how big does it get?”

 “Over 17 inches and thicker than a beer can.”

 “Ouch” Everybody laughed and enjoyed their trays.

 “You guys get to train his mouth.”

 ******************** 

“Wake up Gus; time to get ready and go to town.” Justin said as he gently shook the sleeping boy awake.

 “Jussin…. Sleepy.”

“I know Gus; you can sleep some more at Debbie’s house. Get up son and let’s get dressed. Gus let Justin pick him up and set him standing. Carefully Justin took off his pajamas and helped him into his pants and shirt, then socks and shoes. He got a brush from the bathroom and combed his hair. He took Gus’s hand and led him down stairs to find Brian drinking coffee in the kitchen.

 “Morning Daddy”

“Good morning Sonny Boy. Did you sleep good?”

 “Still asleep Daddy.” Brian grinned and picked up his son and put him in his lap as he watched Justin pour an orange juice for Gus and a coffee with one sugar for himself. He gave Gus the juice and blew on his coffee cup.

 “What should I do with the money from Marvel?”

 “We don’t need it. Get Theodore to create you a retirement account. He can arrange it where you pay no taxes on it, or on the interest it earns. It’ll grow into a pretty nice wad over the years. You also have an account at Kinnetik.”

“I was thinking about giving some to Debbie.”

 “Don’t worry about Deb; I’m paying her very well to take care of Gus. Her mortgage is paid and Carl makes very good money. Their doing fine Justin.”

 “If Michael hadn’t of messed up he would have half a million dollars now. This is so funny how it all went down.”

“Karma’s a bitch.” They finished their drinks, put on their coats, locked the house and rode into town together in Justin’s car.

******************* 

 “BREAKFAST CALL” The female guard said. The women lined up at the front to get their trays. Once they were handed out, one tray was left over.

 “Who didn’t get her tray?” The guard asked.

 “The child molester boss.”

 “Peterson! Come get your tray now.” Lindsay heard her name called but she just stared at the wall.

 “Who wants Peterson’s tray?”

 “I’ll take it.”

 ********************

 “Hunter, you can ride in with me today to campus and use my credit card to buy your textbooks and supplies.”

 “OK Ben, thanks; could we go looking for a car this afternoon?” Ben thought about how much Justin’s medical bills might be.

 “We have to buy a small cheap used car Hunter. I don’t have the cash for more with Justin’s medical bills coming up.”

 “That’s cool. I’ll pay you back when I sell off the comics on eBay. It won’t take me very long.”

 “I’ll call my agent and get you on my insurance policy. Do you know what you want to major in?”

 “Marketing; I want to work like Brian and Justin. They got the most amazing lifestyle.”

 “It’s a highly competitive profession and you must have a very creative mind.”

 “I bet I can do it. I can do anything I set my mind too.”

******************** 

 “Good morning Justin; how’s my little grandson?”

 “He slept all the way to town; let me take him upstairs and put him to bed. Debbie, do you need some money? I feel funny taking all of Rage profits for myself.”

 “Shit, are you kidding me? Brian’s paying me a mint to babysit and we don’t have any bills. You keep that money Sunshine and don’t you give Michael a fucking dime of it. You deserve it for what he did to you.” Justin nodded his head and took the sleeping boy upstairs. Brian walked into the house.

 “Good morning Deb.”

“Morning asshole.” Debbie grinned and kissed Brian on the cheek putting her lip stain on his face. “Whoops let me get a wet towel and wipe that off. Somebody might mistake you for straight.”

 “And ruin my reputation?” Debbie whipped off her lipstick and stroked Brian’s face. “You want Gus tonight?”

 “Please Brian; it helps me so much to have children here.”

 “Anytime Deb; you can keep him until next week when Mel goes to Canada and leaves JR with you.”

 “Brian, where did I go wrong?”

 “Debbie, we’re not responsible for our children when they’re adults. Mickey fucked up at 35 years old. If I didn’t believe you could raise a child right, Gus wouldn’t be here.”

 “Thanks Brian; that helps to hear it.”

 “You’re the best mother and grandmother in the world. You saved my life when I was a kid. I could have turned out a real piece of shit without you.”

 “Debbie, I took off Gus’s shoes and covered him up. He’s only had a glass of orange juice this morning.”

 “I’ll make him some breakfast when he wakes up. He can sleep as long as he likes.”

 “We were going to the diner but the snow slowed down the time getting to town.”

 “I haven’t looked out; how bad is it?”

 “About 8 inches; just enough to make the road bad.”

“Well you boys be careful and I’ll see you later. Bring me some clothes for Gus tomorrow.”

 “I will maw.” Brian and Justin left her house and got into the new red car.

 ********************

 Michael pushed the intercom three times as instructed for a guard to talk to.

 “Yes”

 “A big black man took my tray from me.”

 “Who is this?”

 “Michael Novotny”

 “Oh you; what would you like for me to do?”

 “Put me into another cell block. I think he’s going to hurt me.”

 “Were all full; you have to stay there.”

 “You have to protect me or I’ll sue you.”

 “Novotny, you ratted on the wrong people. Live with it.” The guard closed the intercom.

 “Oh fuck!”

 ******************** 

 “Good morning Brian. Justin you got an email from Marvel Comics; congratulations.”

 “Thank you Cynthia.  Has legal seen it yet?”

“They’re reviewing it now. Go talk to them.” Justin kissed Brian and walked to the legal department.

 “Heah John, how’s my contract?”

 “You’re surrendering all rights to your art for Rage and any future royalties for it. They agree to keep the characters gay but they will not be required to continue the sex scenes. You grant them total rights to change the plot of the story. You agree to allow them to put your name on each issue as the founder of the story. They have exclusive rights to make the comic a movie with no future payments to you.”

 “I can live with that. Thanks for your help.”

“No problem Justin, congratulations.”

 “Thank you.” Justin walked out and went to the accounting office.

 “Heah Ted, I need your help.”

 “Sure Justin, what can I do for you?”

 “Yesterday Michael gave me total ownership of Rage and later on Marvel Comics offered to buy it from me for a million dollars. Their man is flying in today to sign the contract and give me a cashier’s check. Brian said you can set up a retirement account and I don’t have to pay taxes.”

 “Sure, I can do that. I know an equity hedge fund that’s risk free and pays at least 12% APR. If the market goes down you don’t lose a dime but if it goes up you make a much higher profit.”

 “Are you sure it’s risk free?”

 “Totally, the company is triple A rated with billions. I have our company retirement plans with them. I have my money in their fund too.”

“Sounds good, set me up.”

“Justin, the irony of Michael; had he waited a few days he would be half a millionaire.”

“Karma’s a bitch.”

“I bet Brian told you that.”

“Yep”

“Well in this case that’s true. I’m very happy for you Justin; you deserve it. Brian told me that Michael kept most of the profits for Rage.”

“He did what?”

 “Michael kept 90% of the profit and paid you 10%.”

 “What a weasel Ted.”

 “So in this situation he deserves to get nothing. Your money will double every five or six years in this fund. I love it.”

 “Thanks Ted.” Justin walked out of the room and headed to the art department.

****************** 

WARNING! Michael pays hard here.

“Heah fish, you stink. Go take a shower now.” The huge black man ordered Michael to the shower stall. Michael obeyed him without question. He knew the shower was open and the guards had a camera on it so he felt safe. He went to his room and undressed and wrapped his waist in a towel and step into his flip flops. He grabbed the bar of soap they gave him and went to the shower. Once there he realized all the cell block inmates were in the common area and could see him. He forced himself not to be bashful and got nude. He started the water and soaped up his body; as was rinsing off, the huge black man now naked walked up and placed a shank (prison knife) to his throat.

 “Get down and suck my dick bitch or I’ll cut you wide open.” Michael shook in total fear. The black man pressed the shank against his throat hard. Then he pulled back and shoved Michael down on the floor of the shower. “You better be a good cocksucker if you want to live.” Michael looked up at the biggest cock he ever saw. When he hesitated the black man slapped him real hard. “You got three seconds to start or your dead.” Michael grabbed the morphed cock with both hands and put the stinking uncut head into his mouth. It smelled and tasted like the worse cheese he ever ate. He strained to get the head of the cock in his mouth. “That’s a good fish; use both hands to jack me off.”

 The guards zoomed in on the scene in the shower with Big Ed and Michael. The control officer threw a switch and the camera display appeared in another cell block on the common room TV.  Sap watched as Michael serviced the giant black man. He wished they had audio but this was good anyway.

 “Harder fish, work your hands harder all down my dick; you like my dick boy? Have you ever had one this big before? Yeah, use your tongue to tickle my head. Suck on that head hard. Good, I can feel it now. You might get to live after all. Ahhhhh……I’m cuming fish and you’re going to swallow it all.” Then Big Ed grabbed Michael’s head and shoved his cock in as far as it would go. He shot a massive load that engulfed Michael’s mouth and jets of cum shot out of his nostrils. Michael was starting to choke to death. “If you want to breathe you got to swallow first.” Michael forced his self to swallow the most bitter cum he ever tasted. After four attempts to clear his throat he felt some air come into his nose. “Good boy, you did that real good.” Big Ed pulled Michael’s head off his cock and Michael choked hard trying to get more air. Then he vomited on the shower floor.

 “Please don’t hurt me.”

“Take this soap and put it on my cock; you better use a lot of it.” Michael obeyed Ed and soaped up the monster dick. Big Ed grabbed Michael’s hair and pulled him up hard.

 “OUCH!” Ed then turned him around and slammed him into the shower wall cracking his front tooth. He guided his giant cock to Michael’s asshole and rammed it in all the way.

 “NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!” Michael never felt so much pain in his life.

The other men took out their hard cocks and lined up for Michael’s mouth.

 “You make my friends happy and you can get a lunch tray. Welcome to prison you fucking little rat!”

 Sap watched the show smiling. As Big Ed pounded into Michael’s ass relentlessly, one by one each man jacked off in his mouth pulling him hard by the ears down on their cocks. The guards watched laughing their asses off. They hated a rat as much as the inmates. This was justice; prison style.

 ******************** 

 “LUNCH CALL” The female officer announced. All the women got their tray except Lindsay.

“We got one tray left.”

  “The rich chomo bitch don’t want to eat.” A black woman said. The officer opened the door and walked in. She went to the back and found Lindsay sitting on her rack starring at the wall.

 “Peterson, you have to eat.” Lindsay didn’t move. The guard walked back to the common area.

 “Whoever rolls up Peterson can have her tray.”

 “Let me do it boss.” The same black woman went and packed up Lindsay’s issue and carried out her yellow tub.

 “Ms. Peterson, come with me now. We’re going to get you some help.” The female officer picked up the dazed lost woman and led her out of the cell block headed to the jail infirmary.

 ********************

“Hello, I’m Jerry Griffin with Marvel Comics here to see Justin Taylor.”

 “Take a seat sir and I’ll page him. Would you like a drink?  Coffee, soda, or water?”

 “Coffee black, thank you.” Cynthia got up and made the man a fresh cup of coffee and sat down at her desk.

 “Justin?”

  “Yes Cynthia?”

 “Mr. Griffin is here to see you.”

 “Thank you, I’ll be there in two minutes.”

 “This artwork is incredible.”

 “Justin did them.”

 “He’s very talented.”

“That he is sir.”

 “What does he do here if I may ask?”

 “He owns half the company with his partner; he’s the assistant CEO and Director of the Art Department.”

 “How old is Mr. Taylor.”

 “22”

 “That’s outstanding; this is the finest ad agency in the state.”

 “May I ask what you do at Marvel?”

 “I own the company with my family. I’m the CEO.”

 “We excel in national campaigns. You might consider using us. I’m certain our talent pool and Justin’s art can outperform whoever you now use for your advertising.”

 “How can you be so sure?”

 “We’ve never lost a client. Are you familiar with the ads for Brown Athletics?”

 “Yes; their quite outstanding.”

 “Leo Brown is our client; we do his entire PR internationally.”

 “I’m very impressed.” Justin walked in and approached Jerry Griffin. Jerry looked up at the most beautiful young man he ever saw.

 “Hello, I’m Justin.”

 “Call me Jerry.” The man’s cock twitched in his pants. It was love at first sight. Although married with three children, Justin was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen in his life.

“Our attorney is waiting for us in the conference room. Follow me please.”

“To the end of time Justin.” Jerry thought to himself. He was determined to get to know Justin better. He followed him toward the conference room starring at his perfectly round bubble butt in very tight designer slacks. Within seconds his dick was hard as a rock. They walked into the conference room where Brain and their lawyer sat.

 “This is Jerry Griffin with Marvel Comics, this is John our attorney and my lifetime partner Brian Kinney.” Jerry shook hands with John and then with Brian looking into his eyes. Brian read him like a book and knew he was taken by Justin’s charms.

“Jerry, we read the contract and everything is in order, but I have one request.” Justin said.

 “Sure Justin; what’s that?”

“The comic Rage is based on real people. You see Rage is Brian, and I’m JT. It’s important that when you continue the story JT and Rage remain lovers.”

 “I’m happy to do that for you. Is that all?”

 “The person, who is Zephyr, is a man who recently hurt us very much. I’d really like it if you can remove him from the story totally.”

 “I was already planning to drop Zephyr, Justin. I’m going to make JT another crime fighting hero with Rage like Batman and Robin on this story, but in Rage they’re lovers.”

 “Are you willing to put that into the contract?” Brian asked. Jerry opened his briefcase and pulled out a disk.

 “John, here is the contract draft on WORD 2008, go add the clauses to complete it and we need four copies.”

 “It should take me about 10 minutes.” John took the disk and left the room.

********************

 The last man in line to fuck Michael in the mouth was a black teenager with a 9 inch cut cock. He was a very good looking young man; slim and muscular with an attractive face. Big Ed pounded into Michael ass fast and hard. The red blood made lubrication and the fuck was now very warm. Ed slammed in as far as he could go and enjoyed his third climax of the morning. He pulled out of Michael’s ass and started the shower to clean off the blood. The teenager gently guided Michael out of the spraying water.

 “Heah fish, I ain’t fucking heartless you know. I saved you a real nice pretty boy for last.” Big Ed told him.

“Can you deep throat?” The teenager asked as he lovingly stroked Michael’s face and hair. The gentleness was a godsend after being brutally gang raped in his ass and mouth.

 “Yeah”

  “Show me sweetheart.” Michael pulled the boy to his face and went to work on his beautiful big black cock like it was the best dick he ever had. Michael poured all his love into this blow job controlling his gag reflex and sucking it all the way down his throat.

 “This fish is fucking good Ed.”

 ********************

 “I’m interested in what your company can do for Marvel, Justin.”

 “You wish to hire us for advertising?”

 “Yes; I see six CLEO awards up there and your art work is top shelf.”

 “Brian, what kind of retainer would we need for Marvel?”

 “Jerry, you want to go all media for the best package?” Brian looked at Justin and grinned. Jerry caught the innuendo.

 “Of course.”

 “Then we need two million for concept design. Once we have your ads ready we provide the total hot package that best suits your pallet and makes you very happy.”

“I’m prepared to hire your talent without the concept step. I can start with the same contract I have with our existing Ad agency. Like Leo Brown, we’re a very large company with many products. We are also now producing movies. My present agency’s contract expires next month. I paid them ten million for two years.”

 “And you probably only got ten million in results; nothing like I have here for you.” Again Brian starred at his lover.

 “If you’re able to deliver for me, name your price.”

 “Thirty five million for two years and we do all your work exclusively. I don’t share my clients with anyone. Payment up front.”

 “Are you willing to share your talent with our company; such as Justin’s skills?” Jerry looked at Justin lusting hard. Brian grinned.

 “We have a mutual oral understanding; consider it seriously.”

 “Then have your legal department draw up the contract. I’m the CEO of Marvel and owner.  I can close our deal before leaving town.”

 “Join Justin for lunch and when you get back the contract will be ready for you. Do you like steak?” Jerry was still starring at Justin’s crotch.

 “Sure”

 “I can get you the best young beef steak in the nation right here in Pittsburgh.”

 “Is the bread good?”

 “Hot and Excellent; but I down share a private loaf. I hope you understand.” Justin was listening to them smiling.

 “Sure, the bread’s off the table. I still want to make a deal.”

 “Justin, go ask Cynthia to make reservations for you at The Porterhouse.”

 “Sure Brian; I be right back Jerry.” Justin walked out of the room.

“He’s amazing Brian.”

“If you hurt him you won’t like what happens.”

 “Don’t worry; I just want to worship your lover.”

 “OK, but nothing else Jerry. He's just going to lay there.”

 Justin walked in with John holding the revised contract.

 “Here is the new contract, on page 11 is my new clause promising to keep JT and Rage lovers for the life of the comic binding to future owners, and permanently removing the character Zephyr from the story without an exit issue.” John said as he showed the contract to Jerry who read the new clause and looked over the document seeing no other changes. He pulled out his solid 24 carat gold pen and signed all four contracts. Then he handed the pen to Justin who put his signatures on each copy of the sales agreement. Jerry reached into his briefcase and pulled out the cashier’s check made out to Justin Taylor for $1,000,000. Justin took the check and started to give the pen back to Jerry.

 “Keep it Justin for a souvenir.”

 “Thank you Jerry!” Justin shot him a million dollar sunshine smile and Jerry’s heart raced faster seeing the radiance of this hot foxy young man. “Are you ready to eat?”

“I’m starving Justin.”

 “I can fix that.” Justin winked at Jerry and left the room handing the check to Cynthia for Ted. Jerry followed him out forgetting his briefcase open in the conference room. They put on their coats and left the building. Brian put the contracts into Jerry’s briefcase and closed it. He carried it to his office as John followed him when Brian silently motioned for him to follow.

 “John, exclusive two year contract with Marvel Inc, all media, thirty five million up front and have it ready before Jerry and Justin return. My boy just landed his first whale.” Brian was smiling and soon broke out laughing.

 ******************** 

 “LUNCH CALL… LUNCH CALL, LINE UP.” The guard called out. Nobody moved.

 “Heah fish go get your tray. You move to the head of the line this time. Sit with me and Angel.” Michael went to the window and grabbed his tray and sat at the table Big Ed used. The other’s lined up for their trays behind Ed and Angel. The two black men sat down with Michael and started to eat. Michael looked at the food; it was some green mystery meat sandwich with mustard and ketchup packets, cold French fries, red beans, and a brick of chocolate cake. Michael started to prepare his sandwich. He hadn’t eaten a bite for 24 hours. One of the other inmates came over and gave his cake to Michael.

 “What do you say?” Ed asked.

 “Thank you.” Michael said grinning.

 “THANK YOU SIR!”

 “Thank you sir.”

 “You’re welcomed fishy.”

 “What your name fish?” Ed asked him.

 “Michael”

 “You need a prison name. You got a nickname?” Michael thought about the fairy retreat he went to.”

 “Dumpling” Everyone in the common room laughed hard.

 “Good one. From now on your Black Dumpling; got it?”

 “Yes sir.”

 “Respect, that’s good. What you in for?”

 “Kidnapping, drugs, rape, assault, and attempted murder.” All the men nodded their heads.

 “That’s a real good jacket; good thing you ain’t no fuckin chomo.”

 “What’s a … chomo?”

 “Child molester;” they go to the bottom of the pile; they don’t live long in the joint.”

 “Oh”

 “Listen Dumpling; you’re lucky I broke you in today. At the joint maybe fifty or sixty men would have fucked you the first night. This was easy. I bought you and you belong to me and my brothers; got it?”

“Yes sir.”

 “You ratted on Sap and a bunch of dudes went down last night and you caused it.” Michael’s eyes got real wide. “You paid for it this morning. You’re going to the joint with a clean slate but us blacks own you. Never be a rat Dumpling. No white man there will touch you again. I like your ass so I’m keeping it for now. Angel likes your lips.”

 “You mean you own me like a slave or something?’

 “In the joint you’re my bitch. You do what I say.  You clean out our cell and wash my clothes. I could pimp you out but I don’t want to. Your mouth will work for me. You’ll bring in cigarettes and canteen so me and Angel can run a store. Since I own you nobody will beat you down but I’m getting your teeth pulled when we get to max.”

“There’s nothing wrong with my teeth.”

 “You’ll give better head without em and they pay more for it.” Michael swallowed. “Don’t worry; a dentist will pull them for me. I got connections inside.”

 “How can I eat without my teeth?”

 “You keep the back two so you can chew food. We got to take out the front ones.”

 ********************

 “Reservation for Justin Taylor with Kinnetik.”

 “Yes sir, follow me please. The attractive young male host led them to a rich private little room; the moment they sat down a waiter was there.

 “Good day gentlemen, I’m your waiter Rafael, would you like a cocktail before ordering?”

 “I’ll have a double Cosmo please.” Justin said.

 “Johnny Walker Black over ice.”

 “We just opened an excellent 12 year old bottle.”

 “Wonderful, I’ll take a double of that.”

 “Thank you, here are our menus. I’ll be right back with your drinks.”

 “So Justin, what’s the best fresh steak in the house?”

 “Besides me?” Justin said grinning making Jerry laugh out loud. He was happy for the ice breaker.

 “Yes”

 “The Wagyu Beef; it’s imported from Japan and they make the best marbled dry beef in the world.” Justin told him. Jerry looked at the menu and found it for $469 a plate. It was the most expensive steak on the menu.

 “Is that what you’re having Justin?”

  “Yes, and you have your choice of vegetables and potatoes.” The waiter returned with their drinks.

 “Have you decided gentlemen?”

 “I’ll have the Wagyu, medium rare with grilled asparagus spears and a small baked potato.” Justin said.

 “I’ll have the same.” Jerry told him as he looked at Justin with love in his eyes.

 “Very good selections gentlemen; press that button if you need me. Your lunch should be ready in twenty minutes.”

 “So Justin, how is your agency different that all the others?”

 “We think outside the box, we strive to reach the subconscious of your target market groups using the greatest weapons in advertising; sex, edge, humor, and art.”

 “I’ve never heard it pitched like that before.”

 “That’s our company policy; it’s no pitch Jerry. You asked me how we’re different and I told you. The relationship between Brian and I are the heart of the company. We work differently than other agencies. For example, my art department competes with the ad execs creating the most brilliant campaigns for our clients.”

 “That is very different. I’ve never heard of it before.”

 “There’s so many ways we’re creative I’d need hours to tell you all of them.”

 “How long have you and Brian been together?”

“Going on six years.”

“You must have been what, 16?”

 “I just turned 17 when he took my virginity. We’ve been in love every since.”

 “I see.”

  “We have a beautiful son named Gus, he’s four now.”

 “Are you the father?”

 “Brian’s the biological father; I’m his Jussin.”

 “That’s really cute. Where’s the mother?”

“Not in the picture anymore. Are you married?”

 “Yes, and I have three children; two boys and a baby girl. Justin, how do you know if you’re gay?”

 “I don’t know how to answer that Jerry. I’ve always desired men. Perhaps that’s how I know I am.”

“I’ve never been with a man before; but I have to admit the moment I saw you I desired you.”

 “We know Jerry, and you’re very lucky.”

“How’s that?”

 “Brian never shares me; but this is your lucky day.”

********************

 “After lunch, roll up you shit; you’re moving in with Angel and me.”

 “But there are only two bunks in a room.” Michael realized.

 “The jail’s packed; they need your rack for someone else. You can sleep with Angel, he ain’t that big.”

 “Ok”

 “Don’t worry Dumpling; I’ll make sure nobody hurts you. Sap owed me a big favor so he gave you to me instead of having you taken out.”

 “Taken out?”

 “Yeah, rats usually get killed. You’re lucky he owed me.”

 ********************

 “If Brian loves you Justin; why would he share you with me?”

 “He knows it’s your first time. And he saw the love in your eyes for me. We decided to help you out.  It’s not all the way though. We can’t fuck either way; but you can love my body. You're hungry for gay affection. We care.”

 “Are you HIV negative?” Jerry asked.

“Yes, how about you, negative?”

 “I’m sure; this is the first time I been with anyone except for my wife since we got married over 9 years ago.”

 “Well your secret’s safe with us Jerry. Brian and I are monogamous and exclusive; we’re disease free.”

 “How does it feel to now be a millionaire Justin?”

 “I own half of Kinnetik; I was already a millionaire before you bought Rage.”

  “Forgive me; you look so young like still a teenager.”

 “I get that a lot. May I ask why you wanted a gay comic series?”

 “I have every issue of Rage. I’ve been intrigued with it from the first issue. Now I’m going to buy the movie rights from the studio who dumped it. The bashing made me cry.”

“It’s based on a true story. I was bashed with a bat to the head at my high school prom. You might say Brian’s love saved me. I had a severe brain injury and loss of control of my right hand which for an artist is his worst nightmare.”

 “I’m very sorry to hear that. Who hurt you?”

 “A homophobic prick name Chris Hobbs; I nearly died. I was in a coma for two weeks and rehab for six. Only recently have I regained full use of my hand.”

“Where is Chris Hobbs now?”

 “Last I heard he’s still in Pittsburgh working for his father in Hobbs’ Construction.”

 “Did he go to prison?”

 “No, the judge thought I provoked him by dancing with Brian at the prom. He got 500 hours community service.”

 “That fucking sucks.”

“Yeah, but sometimes life does too. Gay people don’t always get treated right in the system.”

 ********************

 “Lindsay Peterson; I’m Dr. Carol. How are you feeling?”

 “Like I’m breaking into a million pieces.”

 “How did you sleep last night?”

 “I couldn’t sleep; I couldn’t stop thinking about what I did to my son. I kept replaying my sins over and over in my mind. I can’t stop it.”

 “Why aren’t you eating?”

 “I’m not hungry; I want to die.”

 “Do you have thoughts of suicide?”

 “Yes, but I don’t know how to do it.”

 “Have you ever been treated for a mental health problem before?”

 “No”

 “Have ever suffered from depression?”

 “Only recently.”

 “Do you hear voices?”

“I hear the voices of my friends putting me down for what I did to my son.”

 “What are they telling you?”

 “Go to hell, rot in hell bitch, and die you monster.”

 ********************

 “Here are your meals gentlemen, enjoy. May I bring you another drink?” The waiter asked.

 “Wine Jerry?”

 “Surprise me Justin.”

 “Do you have a chilled bottle of French Romanée Conti?”

“Certainly sir. Which year would you prefer?”

 “The oldest that’s chilled so we don’t have to wait.”

 “Certainly, I’ll be right back sir.” Jerry found Justin’s selection in the wine list beginning at $4500 for a one year old bottle.

 “You certainly know your wine Justin.”

 “Living with Brian has taught me many things. Including how to make love.” Justin smiled at the multi-billionaire, and began to cut his steak. Jerry cut off a bite and placed it in his mouth.

 “WOW!”

 “I told you it’s very good. But the desert’s even better.”

“What’s that?”

“Me”

 ********************

 “Where’s Justin?” Ted asked Brian as they were having lunch at an Italian restaurant.

 “Having lunch with the CEO of Marvel Inc, our newest $35 million account paid up front.”

 “Brian that’s incredible; our largest client is Leo Brown for $25 million.”

 “Not anymore Ted.”

 “How did you swing this one?”

 “I didn’t.”

 “Pardon me?”

 “Justin landed him.”

 “Who gets the sign on bonus?”

 “Justin does.”

 “Fuck! He made $4.5 million in one day.”

 “He’s now has the record landing the biggest account in the company even beating me.”

 “Are you jealous Brian?”

 “Are you fucking joking with me? I couldn’t be more proud of him.”

 “I guess the apple really doesn’t fall far from the tree.”

 “You don’t know how true that is Ted.”

 ********************

 “This is a rare day Mr. Taylor; I found one chilled bottle of 1969. It’s considered one of their best years by far.” Rafael uncorked the bottle and handed the cork to Justin; he sniffed it and nodded his head. The waiter poured a small sample and handed the glass to the blond. He took it and held it to the light; it was clear without cloudiness, then he swished it in the goblet glass and smelled the fresh sweet rose aroma. Next he took a small sip and swished it around his pallet; once convinced it wasn’t sour he said:

 “Perfect”

"That's the year I was born Justin." Justin looked at Jerry and winked.

The waiter then filled his glass and then the goblet for Jerry. He placed the bottle in the ice bucket and left the room.

 “To Rage, success!” Justin proposed a toast.

“To success, Rage Part Two.” Jerry clink his glass with Justin’s and they both took a sip.

 “I’ve never tasted a finer red wine Justin.”

 “I’m glad you like it; it our favorite. May I ask the title of your first issue of Rage?”

 “Justice of Revenge”

 ******************** 

 Brian pulled out his cell phone and placed a call.

 “Hello Brian.”

 “Mel, I have a legal job for you. I want to change Gus’s name.” Melanie was silent. “I want it to be Gus Marcus Kinney.”

 “That’s beautiful Brian. I’ll get right on it.”

“Thanks Mel.” Brian closed his phone grinning.

******************** 

 Justin unlocked the loft door and slid it back. He led Jerry into the room holding his hand. He walked to the bed and made Jerry sit down.

 “Relax, while I get comfortable.” Justin then slowing and seductively removed all his clothes. Jerry was hypnotized by the boy’s beauty. Justin walked close to the man with a proud hard on and took his face and gave him the most soul shattering kiss of his life. Jerry put his hands on Justin’s cock admiring the large firm softness to his touch. Once his lungs were burning for air Jerry reluctantly ended the kiss.

 “I love you Justin Taylor.”

 “As a very good friend Jerry, but no more; ok?”

 “You have my word Justin. I respect very much what you and Brian have. I envy both of you.”

 “Let’s get you comfortable so I can put our deal to bed; in a figure of speech.”

"I understand the limits Justin."

"OK, but no more."

“That was incredible Justin; thank you for giving me that experience.”

 “You're welcome Jerry; that was only a taste of our kind of love.”

 “I had no idea the male body could be so beautiful, so sweet.”

 “You’re a quick study; I enjoyed it but that was the only time. Please don’t take it personal but Brian and I never trick out of our relationship. You were like a baby needing to be born; it was your time. It was our duty to deliver you safely. Our relationship is rock solid and helping you out was no risk for us.”

“I’m so honored Justin; you’ve given me so much to think about. I believe I might want a Justin of my own.”

 “Please don’t hurt your family; you can have a secret affair without hurting them. Your bi now and can have the pleasures of both worlds. Many powerful men do.”

 “That’s my idea Justin; I still love my family very much. I still love my wife. I have to be careful.”

“Good; what time is your flight?”

 “I’m in the company jet.”

 “I look forward to the day we can have one for Kinnetik.”

 “I predict you won’t have long to wait. Justin, I have another business proposition for you.”

“What Jerry?”

 “It’s very personal.”

 “Try me.”

 “Can I tell the story of your life with Brian; the prom, the bashing, your recovery, your present lifestyle?”

 “You want to put it in the comic?”

 “The movie Justin; I see a winning movie here. Probably 200 million gross at least.”

 “There can’t be any reference to our true identities.”

 “Agreed; of course Justin.”

 “Brian has to agree to it Jerry.”

 “Of course; name your terms.”

 “Let’s talk with Brian; this is a joint venture for us.”

 “OK”

 *******************

 “Hello”

 “Mr. Peterson?”

 “Yes”

 “This is DA Johnson. I have information for your daughter’s case.”

 “Thank you.”

 “We are ready to send Ms. Peterson to Canada. She needs to waive the extradition hearing.”

 “How soon can she be in Canada?”

 “If you’re willing to pay for the private jet and officers; day after tomorrow.”

 “Gladly”

 “And I spoke to the DA in Canada about her case. We feel she has mental problems deserving our help instead of punishment; provided you can pay for arranging the special care she receives.”

 “Thank you sir; I’m willing to provide the funds for her best care and opportunity to recover.”

“Canada will be willing to work with you like I did.”

“I look forward to helping them sir.”

 “Very good; tell your daughter to sign the form ending extradition and we can handle her very carefully for you.”

“Thank you very much; should I be of assistance to you in the future, let me know.”

“I can do that. Good day sir.”

“Good day.”  Charles Peterson closed his phone smiling. He understood the power of money.

********************

“How was your lunch date Jerry?” Brian asked him smiling.

 “The most delicious lunch of my life Brian.”

 “I’m glad you were well fed. I have the best restaurant in town.”

 “I doubt there’s another one that could top that one anywhere.”

 “Perhaps a new one; not discovered yet.”

 “Yes, perhaps. I have to fear being blackmailed; I felt I could trust you two.”

“Your instincts are right; you can.”

 “Thank you Brian.”

 “Well we have your advertising agreement for your review. Do you wish to confer with your attorneys?”

 “That won’t be necessary Brian; I have a degree in business law.”

 “Very good; here it is.” Brian handed the contract to Jerry.”

 “Jerry, can I get you something to drink?” Justin asked him.

 “Do you have a Dr. Pepper?”

 “Sure, one moment.” Justin left the conference room.

 “Thank you Brian; very much.”

 “No problem Jerry; just this once. Welcome to our team.” Jerry started to read the contract. It was a standard agreement for an advertising agency. He had total control to accept or reject the concepts created and Kinnetik was bound by agreement to work for his company until an accepted series of advertising campaigns were established for each of his products. He was granted 15 major products without a rider requiring an additional retainer for extra work which was very acceptable. He was granting Kinnetik a reasonable period of time to design concepts and a minimum of three months for major product lines.

“The cancellation of contract section should be carefully read Jerry.” Brian said to him. Justin came in with his soda and a glass of ice and poured it for him. The contract stated that should Marvel wish to end the agreement they forfeit 2/3 of the retainer the first 12 months and the entire retainer after that.

 “That’s pretty strict Brian.”

 “Leo Brown accepted the same agreement Jerry. It insures me I have your account for at least two years without some other agency stealing you from me. If we don’t perform to you highest expectations in two years you’re free to hire another agency. And you agree not to hire another agency without our permission which is usually always granted to lower our work load for large clients. We accept when you need local help from time to time. That exception is page 9, paragraph 7.” Jerry read the clause and it was good. He finished the contract ending with payment up front for two years of representation plus the cost for advertising media outlets.

 “I see that you and Justin are the heart of your talent pool. What happens if something happens to either one of you?”

 “Page 10, paragraph 6; you have the right to evaluate the remaining agency talent and products and remove your company from out agency on a standard pro-rated refund amount above the strict exclusive clause. Provided one or both of us is unable to perform for more than 90 days.”

 “This is acceptable; and a very good agreement. All the important bases and contingencies or covered. Brian, I feel like a man just born. We have a deal sir.”

“You’re supposed to feel that way coming out Jerry. Here’s a platinum pen for your signatures and for you to keep as a token of our appreciation for your business. I hope you can balance both of your worlds now. Never tell your wife about this, Jerry; women can’t handle it, and it will end your marriage. Can you do that?”

 “I’m sure I can; much better Brian with your help and advice.”

 “Excellent” Jerry took the pen and signed all three copies of the agency agreement. Then he opened his brief case and pulled out a check book; he wrote a check to Kinnetik for $35,000,000. Once he signed it; he handed it to Brian smiling. They shook hands and then hugged each other. Next, Jerry and Justin had a hug followed by a group hug. Brian had to force himself not to laugh. Jerry needed this physical connection more than they needed his business.

“Jerry, we need your most pressing product to begin with. What has the nearest deadline?” Justin asked him.

 “Nothing is critical mass at the moment; I want you to review all our existing advertising and show me what you can do differently for us.”

 “I can handle that. I’ll get my team on it tomorrow. How long are you in town?”

“I want to head home tonight.”

"Well, when you return, I would like for you to be out guest at our home.” Brian told him.

 “Thanks; out of town hotel rooms are well, lonely I guess for lack of a better way of describing it.”

 “We understand Jerry.” Justin said stroking the new client’s back.

 “Brian, Justin, thank you both again so much for your help.”

 “We’re happy we could Jerry. Do you want to talk to Brian now about the other opportunity you mentioned for us?” This got Brian’s attention. “Brian, Jerry would like to make a Rage movie based our real lives; how we met, the prom, my recovery with your love; all the way up to our lives today.”

 “You told him Justin what happened to us?”

 “The highlights Brian; not everything. He believes it would make a winning movie plot.”

“We have to hide our identities; I don’t want it ever known we are Rage and JT. You would have to remove Justin’s name as the founder of the comic from publication.”

 “I can do that and will do that at once.”

“Jerry, you have exclusive rights now to the plot; you could tell our story without our agreement now.”

 “I don’t do business than way Brian; I never cross a friend either. If we do this; I have your permission and I pay a fair rate for your story rights.”

 “What do you have in mind?”

 “Ten for each of you plus a royalty if it’s a major hit movie.”

 ********************

 “Judge Thomas; thank you for seeing me today.” Melanie said to the gray haired circuit court judge.

 “I’m delight to Mel; you were always a favorite of mine in court; a real tiger.”

 “Thanks. My ex-partner, Lindsay Peterson physically and sexually abused out son Gus who is four. Here is her arrest report. The evidence and her confession are beyond a reasonable doubt. I obtained in this county sole custodial right from Gus’s father to help save our relationship in the past. I wish to revoke my adoption and grant sole custody of Gus to his biological father and his life partner; they are Brian Kinney and Justin Taylor of Kinnetik Advertising. They’re very financially secure and wonderful fathers. Gus has bonded with them and it’s my professional opinion that for Gus, they should raise him.”

 The judge reviewed Mel’s documents and everything was in order.

“Who exposed the abuse?’’

“Justin Taylor saw signs of physical abuse on Gus and took him to see a doctor to be examined. Gus exposed the sexual abuse during the medical exam. The police have a recording of the exam. Justin reported Lindsay as the abuser without delay or denial.” The judge nodded his head impressed. “They also seek to remove Lindsay’s last name from Gus’s and rename him Gus Marcus Kinney. I agree that is wise for the boy’s future. I seek your private ruling on this to avoid publicity. Lindsay Peterson is headed to Canada to face charges and will not be charged in Pittsburgh.”

 “Do you have a prepared court order granting custody to Mr. Kinney and Mr. Taylor?”

 “Yes your honor. Here it is; ready for your approval. And an order revoking Lindsay Peterson’s parental rights.”

“It’s very hard to give up a child Mel.”

 “I’m doing what I know in my heart is in the best interest of our son. I’ll be returning to Pittsburgh and be available for him. We are family sir.”

 “Your motions are granted. I’ll approve them and record them in closed session tomorrow morning.”

 “Thank you judge, very much.”

 *******************

 Jerry was in the conference room talking to his people at corporate headquarters. Brian and Justin were in Brian’s office having a private discussion.

“What do you think about his offer Brian?”

 “Who would have thunk it Justin; our story being worth 20 million plus. Do you trust him Justin?”

 “Yes Brian, I sense no deception at all. He’s telling us the straight facts of his ideas; he could have stolen our story and didn’t do it.”

“Yes, that impressed me.” Brian thought about it. It was a very tempting amount of money for a story. Brian researched Jerry and found he was a multi-billionaire; that was no surprise since he came from old money and controlled a major entertainment corporation. His background was perfectly clean. Jerry had a B.A. bachelor’s degree and law degree from Harvard. He was married one time and had a family.

 “If we have rights to remove anything about our past we don’t want in the story, I say we agree to it subject to contract review.”

 “I was thinking along the same lines. They don’t have to know the times we broke up and shit.”

 “Exactly” Jerry knocked on Brian’s office door. “Come in.” Jerry walked into the room seeing Justin smiling. It was a good sign.

 “So Brian, do you have any questions or concerns?”

“We have rights to remove anything about our past we don’t want in the story.”

 “Done; you tell me your story and I have the rights to add a touch of fiction for artistic license.”

 “OK, and you make no reference to our friends or enemies.” Jerry was shocked.

 “The actions of Chris Hobbs are central to the plot.”

 “Ok; you can use his actions but hide his identity. We want nothing to do with him are do anything to drag him into our lives again. We put that horrible memory in the past Jerry.”

“Granted; you get to read the script and change anything you find crosses the line.”

“That’s a generous offer Jerry.”

“I want the story and believe you won’t hang me up with it.”

“Well I believe today we proved we don’t hang up good people.”

“That you did Brian.”

 ******************** 

 “Gran ma Debbie, if I want to talk about mommy; who’s ok to talk to?”

 “You’re a very bright boy Gus; when somebody does something real bad we don’t talk about it in front of most people. Now for mommy you can talk to your daddies, momma Mel, and me and Grandpa Carl. But don’t tell anyone else unless we tell you to.”

 “How come?”

 “Do you know what a secret is Gus?”

 “No”

 “A secret is something you don’t want everybody to know.”

“Ok”

“All families have secrets Gus; some are small and some are very big.”

“I understand gran ma.”

 “What your mommy did was very wrong and it’s a big secret for our family. If everybody knows it then it hurts us again. Does that make sense?”

 “Uh huh”

“Does it hurt you to think about it Gus?”

“I don’t know why it happened. Was I a bad boy?”

“No sweetheart; you’re a very good boy. It’s not your fault; your mommy is very sick.”

“It’s her fault?”

“Yes Gus, it’s all her fault. But we want to help you get well so remembering it doesn’t hurt.”

 “I am happy Daddy and Jussin want me. They don’t hurt me like mommy did.”

 “There’re not sick in the head Gus like mommy is; you’re very safe with them.”

“Good; where is Uncle Mickey?” Debbie though about Michael for the first time since he was arrested. She remember this is Gus and to talk in his level.

“Uncle Mickey went away on a trip for a very long time Gus.”

“When will he get home?”

“Not for a very long time. He wanted to go away and just left.”

“OK”

Debbie realized for all intent and purposes, Michael was dead to them now. Nothing could change that. She was so angry he would hurt Justin it was hard to have pity for him. He was her son but somewhere along the way he became a monster and not the boy she raised. The fact Justin nearly died galvanized her will power not to let his situation take her down. She was hanging on by a tread and holding on like she advised Justin to do when he was having trouble with is hand after the bashing. God willing, this too would pass. The children kept her grounded and gave her new purpose to carry on for them.

**********************

“Hello Mel”

 “Brian, I just saw Judge Johnson and as a personal favor he reviewed our petitions and approved them all. He’s going to record them in closed session tomorrow morning.”

 “Do we need to be there?”

 “No Brian, he’s already decided on my testimony without meeting you. Since you’re the father and Justin reported the abuse he was very impressed with both of you.”

 “What got approved Mel?”

 “Cancellation of my adoption, sole permanent custody to you and Justin, the name change, and revoking Lindsay’s parental rights.”

 “Thank you Mel.”

 “As of eight tomorrow morning Gus belongs to you and Justin and he has your name. I instructed the court to send the orders to your Kinnetik address Brian.”

 “That very good Mel. When are you going to Canada?”

 “I’ll fly out tomorrow afternoon Brian.”

 “Let Debbie know about the court orders and the change of plans.”

“I will Brian.”

 “Later Mel.”

“OK”

“Brian, I have to leave early to meet the TV guy, furniture truck, and dad’s crew with our equipment. I’ll pick up Gus on the way.” Justin said sticking his head in Brian’s office door.

“What’s the art department working on now?”

“Polishing off the new Petco ad, and brainstorming Marvel; they’ve been studying their website and advertising Brian.”

“I’ll see you at the house later.”

“Later”

“Justin, your new business cards came in with you as the Assistant CEO added.” Cynthia told him.

“I’ll pick them up Monday Cyn, thanks.” Justin walked out of the building waving at the security guard and got into his new red Subaru and drove to Debbie’s house.

 ******************** 

“Ms. Peterson, I’m attorney James Sline and I’ve been hired by your father to help you. I need your signature on this form waiving extradition proceedings to Canada. We’ve arranged for you to be flown there tomorrow morning on a private jet. You’ll  be committed to a mental health hospital for evaluation and treatment. Please sign here.” The attorney told Lindsay and showed her where to sign after handing her a pen.

“I’m not going to jail in Canada?”

“No, your father made arrangements for you to get treatment and to delay your charges.” Lindsay signed the form and the attorney picked it up with his pen.

“I must also inform you that attorney Melanie Marcus petitioned the court and granted permanent custody of your son Gus to Brian Kinney and Justin Taylor. Your parental rights have been revoked and Gus has a new name: Gus Marcus Kinney.”

“He’s my son! I should have had a say in this.”

“Ms. Peterson, the nature of the evidence against you left you no leverage to stop this. I personally with your father’s approval didn’t combat the change of custody for Gus. Frankly you didn’t have a prayer stopping it and we have our hands full keeping you out of jail and prison for the rest of your life. You must realize we’re doing all we can for you.”

“I lost my son, I lost my only son……..” Lindsay broke down crying in front of the attorney.

********************

“Jussin!”

“Hello son, have you been a good boy today for Grandma Debbie?”

“Gus always good Jussin.”

“Hi Deb, you got JR now, right?”

“Melanie brought her over this morning Justin. She should be back next Wednesday late. You’re getting off early today. Friday?”

“No, I have furniture being delivered, a satellite TV man coming, and a home entertainment system being installed. Plus I have a handy man there taking down the old system.”

“I can’t wait to see your house soon.”

“It’s barely livable now. Give us time to set it up and well have you over.”

“Ok, will you bring Gus back Monday morning?”

“Yes, before going to work. Keep his clothes here that you have. We have plenty at the house.”

“Mel told me you got custody now. I’m so happy that’s over.”

“Me too, grab your coat little man, its cold outside.”

“Ok Jussin.” Gus ran and put on his coat and came back to wrap his arms around Justin’s legs hugging him. They left the house and started to drive to West Virginia.

“Jussin?”

“Yes Gus?”

“Gran Ma Debbie said I can talk to you about mommy.”

“Yes, you can Gus. What do you want to know?”

“She said mommy’s sick in the head for hurting me.”

“She right; your mommy is very sick Gus, but that’s behind you now and were going to take care of you.”

“When can I take off my brace Jussin?’

“Not for a few weeks; your arm needs to heal so you can grow up and be strong.”

“OK” Justin looked at Gus in his rear view mirror and felt the boy had more to say. He believed it was wise not to push him about it and let Gus bring it up in his on time. Justin’s cell phone rang.

“Hello”

“This is the furniture delivery for Brian Kinney on Maple Lane, were here but no one’s answering the door.”

“You’re early; I’m on the way now and will be there in 10 minutes.”

“Thank you sir, will be waiting for you.”

“Thanks” Justin closed his phone. He was imagining the house with all the new furniture in it. They paid extra for the men to set it up and build the desk kits.

********************

“Brian, your mother is on line 4.” Brian pushed the button and picked up the phone.

“What is it mother I’m busy.”

“Brian, Claire needs help. She got laid off at her job and fell behind in her mortgage payments. She’s going to lose the house in two weeks if you don’t help her.” Brian pinched his nose in tension.

“Does she still have her cell phone number?”

“Yes, she’s paid that bill and the utilities but she doesn’t have any more money feeding two growing boys. And her unemployment will run out in three months. She really needs a job Brian.”

“Why can’t she move in with you?”

“Brian, those boys would put me in an early grave.” Brian grinned thinking what’s wrong with that.

“I’ll call her and see what I can do.”

“Thank you Brian; I wouldn’t have called if I had any other option.”

“Ok Joan, goodbye.” Brian pulled out his cell phone and called his sister.

“Hello Brian”

“Claire, how bad is it?”

“I owe almost $2700 in back payments with late charges Brian.”

“I mean, what’s the balance on your mortgage?”

“You’ll pay off my mortgage so I can have the house?”

“I can pay your mortgage and let you live there without rent for now, but I’ll own the house.”

“Brian, I have equity in the house; this isn’t fair.”

“They sell it and move down to a house you can afford. Claire, I’m very busy, so make a decision.”

“I owe$92,000 and it’s worth $125,000 Brian.”

“And we’re in a recession and homes aren’t selling either. Joan says the bank is about to take it from you.  I can buy your note and let you live there without rent until you get a job.”

“I guess I don’t have any choice. We have to live somewhere.”

“I guess not. Tell me the bank, the account number, and their phone number.” Claire told him the information.

“Ok, don’t worry about it. I’ll take care of it.”

“Thanks Brian, mom wouldn’t let us move in with her.”

“Yeah, she always was the salt of the earth. I’ll  call you when I get it straightened out.”

“Ok Brian.” He closed his phone and hit the intercom.

“Ted, come to my office.”

“I’ll be right there Brian.” A minute later there was a knock on Brian’s door.

“Enter”

“Yes Brian?”

“Take this information and call them. My sister, Claire Townsend is in foreclosure with her house. Her boys wrecked it and it’s not worth the note amount. It the bank takes it they’ll lose money. Call them and get me the best deal you can buying her note.”

“I know the loan manager there. I’ll get right on it Bri. Both of Marvel’s checks cleared.”

“I wasn’t concerned about them Ted.”

“Just letting you know; as your accountant it’s my job to watch those things.”

“They got money like dirt; I wasn’t worried about it at all. Have you paid everyone yet?”

“I handed out the checks ten minutes ago and posted the direct deposits for some of them including you and Justin.”

“Ok, take the money from my private savings account for Claire’s note.”

“Will do Bri.” Ted left the office to call the bank.

******************** 

“NOVOTNY,  you got a courier letter from Kinnetik.” Michael jumped off his rack and went to the front door of the cell block; the guard handed him the open letter that was searched for contraband first. Michael pulled out the page and opened it. It was a scanned copy of a check from Marvel Comics Inc. made out to Justin Taylor for $1,000,000. The memo stated: All rights to Rage Comic. Below the check in Brian’s handwriting was written: “Fuck you Mikey”. The check was dated two days after his arrest. Michael stared at the check and started to cry.

 ********************

“Gus, you can watch but stay out their way.”

“Ok Jussin.”

“That set goes into the first bedroom on the right upstairs guys.” The men unloaded the bedroom set and started to take it upstairs to Gus’s new room. “Men, let me show you the office for the desks.” Justin led two men to the office room. “A desk goes in each corner with a file cabinet to the right. The frig goes here. The white couch goes there and the chair over there. Put the coffee table in front of the couch.”

“Yes Mr. Kinney.” Justin didn’t bother to correct him. He liked the name.

“Let me show you the media room for the couches that go there.” Justin then led them into the media room; once the men knew where it was they returned to their truck.

“How’s the work going Perry?” Justin asked his handyman taking down the screen and projector.

“Piece of cake Justin; thanks for giving this to me; my kids are going to love it.”

“You’re very welcome to it. Here’s the remote for it.”

“Thanks”

“How does the wall look behind the screen?”

“Real  good, the  screen protected it from staining. I just have a few mounting holes to patch and it’s painted white so it’s easy to cover.”

“Will you be done by five? The big flat panel will be here then.”

“I should be finished and out of here.” Justin smiled and went upstairs. He showed the men  where to put the bed and furniture in Gus’s room.

********************

There was a knock on Brian’s office door.

“Enter” Ted walked in carrying a piece of paper.

“Brian, I got the note for $69,000. They were glad to sell it I might add.” Brian did the math in his head; if the house is worth $125,000 he made $56,000 buying the note then he had another idea.

“Go to legal and make a mortgage for my sister for $75,000,  6% and 30 years simple.”

“Right on it Brian.” Ted left the office. Brian thought about Claire needing a job and looked at his rolodex. He found the number he wanted and placed the call.

“New Age Printing; how may I direct your call?”

“This is Brian Kinney with Kinnetik, give me the owner Stephen Arnold.”

“One moment sir.”

“Brian! What can I do for you?”

“Stephen, how much work do I give you each month?”

“Brian, you’re my biggest client; at least $20,000 a month.”

“I need a favor; my sister lost her job in a layoff and really needs one. She has office skills and she’s very trainable. She has two boys and she’s motivated to work. I’ll promise you 30K in work for at least six months if you can take her on.”

“I’d love to Brian. Send her in Monday morning at nine ready to work.”

“Thanks Stephen; I’ll send you all the work I can. We just landed a major client and you’re going to be very busy.”

“Always glad to get good news. What’s her name?”

“Claire Townsend; she’s 32 years old.”

“I’ll give her a  great job Brian.”

“Thanks, talk to you later.”

“Good day Brian.” Next he called his sister back on his cell phone.

“Hello Brian.”

“My accountant is buying your note right now. A friend of mine is giving you a job.”

“That’s fantastic Brian.”

“Go to New Age Printing Monday morning at nine ready to work. I got your note for $69,000.”

“Thanks Brian. How much rent do you want?”

“I’m going to let you keep the house and I’ll give you a new private mortgage for $75,000.”

“Well it’s way better then were I was.”

“I don’t want to make a killing off of your circumstances but I do want my money to make me a little something. I’ll  make it 6% for 30 years and your payments will be much lower. I’ll give you a month before your first payment’s due. You’ll send your checks to Ted at my office.”

“Thank you Brian; I was so afraid what was going to happen to me and the boys.”

“I’ll have Ted go to your house Monday night and do the paperwork; I have to get back to work now.”

“Ok Brian, thanks again.” Brian closed his cell phone and began reviewing his company budget.

********************

“I’m  all done now Justin.”

“How much do I owe you Perry?”

“Nothing, no charge since I got this sweet projector and screen.”

“Cool, and I’ll keep your card if we need any more work done.”

“The exterior of the house could use a fresh coat of paint.”

“Give me an estimate. Can you handle a two story?”

"My crew and me will work on scaffolding.”

"OK,  do you want to do it in the spring when it’s warmer?”

“We work year round, the paint’s ok if the temperature’s above freezing.”

“OK then, give me your estimate before leaving.”

“I’ll have it ready in about 10 minutes.” Justin looked out the window and saw the DISH TV truck drive up to the house. He ran out the door to catch them.

“Could you park over there? I have a big delivery coming soon.”

“Sure” The technician told him and drove to the side of the front. He parked and got out of the truck.

“My order is for six locations for reception.”

“That’s right; I have a 100” plasma TV coming for the media room.”

“I’ll hang the dish antenna first and then start  in that room to get it ready. It’ll be the central hub for the system in your home.”

“OK”

 ********************

“Tim, show me the ad for Petco.”Brian said as he walked into the art department. Tim went and got the panel for the ad then sit it up on a stand. The photo was two dogs dressed in a tux and a wedding gown. The caption was “Wedding Sale”. The male dog was mounting the female. Brian looked  at the ad and busted out laughing. “I fucking love it.”

“It was Gary’s idea Brian.”

“What do you think about the Marvel Comics website?”

“It ‘s the most boring piece of shit I ever saw. It’s not kid friendly, the links are hard to find and the content’s really dull. We’re working on a new one now with streaming video, lots of Java, and clear easy to find links. And we’re displaying the comic characters in the sexiest poses we can find.”

“Good; let me know when it finished so I can review it.”

“Will do Brian.”

********************

“Justin; there’s a lot of prep work before painting. I’d recommend using an all weather 10 year paint and we’ll do it by hand; not spraying. The total is $9400 for the same colors.”

“I accept your estimate. Do you need a deposit first?”

“I’d like $4500 for materials. We can start next Monday if the weather’s good.”

“Come with me and I’ll write you a check.”  They walked into the house to the kitchen area. Justin left his brief case on the counter. He wrote Perry a check and handed it to him.

“Thanks Justin; now I don’t have to lay off my men. Things are really slow right now.”

“When you get done you can paint the stables too.”

“I really appreciate the work Justin.”

“You’re welcome.” They shook hands and Justin walked him to the door. When Perry the handyman walked out of the house Justin saw his dad driving up the driveway and a Taylor Electronics truck behind him. As Perry drove away the truck took his spot and Craig parked in front of it. Craig got out of the car and stared at the two story mansion. Then he looked around the property realizing it was many acres of land and very beautiful. Justin walked up to his father.

“Welcome to Britin Craig.” Justin looked at his dad and smiled at him.

“This is your house Justin?”

“It belongs to me and Brian together.”

“How big is your mortgage on it?”

“Brian paid cash; I don’t even know what he paid for it.”

“How big is it?”

“Just over 12,000 square feet total not counting the attic which isn’t finished yet. Let me show you the media room.” Justin led his father and the four men working for him into the house. Craig  looked around the interior. It was a palace of luxury and wealth. The floors were granite. There were chandeliers and the drapes were thick and rich looking on the windows. The room borders were natural stained wood. The living room was barely furnished and it had a huge fireplace with a picture about it of Brian and Justin in vivid color. Craig got angry remembering his son was with this man but didn’t say anything. They walked into the media room already furnished  with four rolls of huge home theater couches.

“Everything’s ready for the new equipment. There’s the DISH system ready to be hooked up. I want the TV  mounted high enough for the last couch to see it over people’s heads but low enough for the front row.” Justin told the technicians. They nodded their heads and went to bring in the electronics.

********************

Carl knocked real loud three times on the hotel room door. A Mexican man opened it and looked at him.

“Juan Gomez; you’re under arrest for armed robbery.” Carl pushed himself into the room. Juan reached back and pulled out a pistol; he shoved it into Carl’s stomach and pulled the trigger.

Despite the pain Carl pulled out his service revolver and shot the suspect right between the eyes. It all happened in a second before the female officer behind Carl could do anything but watch the aged detective fall down to the carpeted floor of the dirty hotel room.  The other officer grabbed her radio microphone.

 “Dispatch; officer down, Motel 6, 4477 Culvert St., room B-122, repeat, officer down; over.”

“Copy, what is the nature of the injury, over.”

“Gunshot to the abdomen; over.”

“Is the scene secured; over.”

“Secured; over.”

“Paramedics and back up are in route; ETA for medics 2 minutes; who is the injured officer; over.”

“Detective Horvath.”

******************** 

“Craig, would you like a tour of the house?”

“Sure” Justin led Craig up the stairs and first into Gus’s room. The boy was lying down on his unmade bed taking a nap. “Justin, whose kid is that?”

“That’s Gus; Brian’s son. We’re raising him now; isn’t he adorable?” Craig looked at the little boy with his thumb in his mouth and a brace on his arm.

“What happened to his arm?”

“He got hurt. We should let him sleep; let me show you the rest of the house.” They left Gus’s room and walked into the master bedroom. Craig saw the king size four poster bed with the veined mirror canopy and bright red velvet drapes drawn back. The bedroom furniture was matching oak in natural color without staining. The all wood look was very impressive.

“This furniture is very good stuff.” Justin smiled and led him to the other rooms.

“We had this set; the others just arrived before you got here. I haven’t had time yet to make Gus’s bed. We have one guest room furnished but the house is a work in progress. We just moved in this week. We still have a loft in town.”  Justin finished the upstairs tour of all eight bedrooms and baths. They walked downstairs. Craig admired the all wood staircase and high ceiling. He looks up at the light  fixture.

“Is that real crystal?”

“Yes, every piece of it.” The chandelier was huge with over a 100 drops on it. Once downstairs he led Craig into the dining room where the new dining set just got delivered. It was a huge dark wood table with 12 chairs. Then they walked into the kitchen. It was a chef’s paradise with a center island counter range top, a built in stove, built in refrigerator and a sub-zero double door freezer. Everything was chrome and black and matching. Brian had the kitchen totally remodeled. The cabinets were rich oak with gold trim. The floor was Italian tiles.

“What’s behind this door?”

“The walk in pantry.” Justin opened the door and inside was a pantry as big as Craig’s bed room half stocked with food supplies. “I just got started stocking it.” They left the pantry and Justin led his dad to his art studio. The first thing Craig noticed was the back wall was floor to ceiling glass with four foot wide panels looking into the back yard and a swimming pool just behind the house. Justin had several canvases set up and two projects from New York.

“This is a huge room. Lots of sunlight.” Craig commented.

“I need the light to paint by. We’re having a contractor build a room around the pool to secure it for kid’s safety and for year round swimming.”

“Kids?”

“Yes, we have Gus, and a friend is going to be staying here and she has a daughter who’s a toddler now. We don’t want them to drown.” Craig couldn’t comprehend queers raising children.

“Where’s Gus’s mother?”

“No longer in the picture. Brian and I both have sole custody now.”

“They let you do that?”

“What are you saying Craig? Brian is his father. A judge granted me custody this week. So yes they did.” Justin felt the hate from his father but tried to ignore it.

******************** 

“Brian the police are on line 2; they say it’s a emergency.” Cynthia told him on the intercom. Brian ran to his desk and punched the button for that line and picked up the phone.

“Brian Kinney here.”

“This is the dispatch office for the Pittsburgh Police Department. Detective Carl Horvath has you listed in our files for first contact in an emergency.”

“What happened?”

 “Horvath was shot about three minutes ago attempting to arrest a robbery suspect.”

“How is he now?”

“An ambulance is taking him to the closest hospital from the location of the shooting. He’s going to Northeastern Medical Center Emergency. I have no  information of his status at this time sir.”

“Thank you; I’ll notify his girl friend and go to the hospital now.” Brian put down the phone. He pulled out his cell phone and called Emmett.

“Heah Brian; want to have drinks after work?”

“Emmett, Carl just got shot on the job. Go to Debbie’s house to watch JR for us. Don’t say anything until I get there. I’ll take Debbie to the hospital.”

“Oh my God! I’ll leave right now Brian.” Brian closed his phone and then called Justin.

“Hi Brian, are you still at the office?”

“Yes, Justin, Carl got shot on the job.”

“Fuck  Brian, the crew is installing the entertainment system now and I got Gus.”

“You stay at home and don’t wait for me for dinner. I’ll call you when I know something.”

“Debbie’s going to be crushed. First Michael and now Carl. Fuck this week sucks.”

“Tell me Sunshine; I’m headed now to tell Debbie. Carl listed me for first contact in an emergency.”

“Give Debbie my love.”

“Later”

“Later”

“What was that all about?” Craig asked Justin.

“A friend of ours has a boyfriend who’s a cop that just got shot on the job. Brian has to tell her.”

“Do you need to go to Pittsburgh? We can come back tomorrow.”

“No, I’m staying here with Gus. Let your crew finish up.”

“OK”

Brian walked out of his office carrying his brief case and coat. He went to Ted’s office and walked in.

“Ted, Carl got shot on the job; I’m leaving now to go tell Debbie and take her to the hospital.”

“How is he Brian?”

“It just happened a few minutes ago; I don’t know yet.”

“I’ll wrap up here and head there. Pittsburgh General?”

“Northeastern Medical Center Emergency”

“South side of town then. Ok.” Brian raced out of the building and got into the Vette. He drove to Debbie’s house in minutes since it was close at the other end of Liberty Avenue. He got out and walked in. Emmett wasn’t there yet.

“Brian, Justin already got Gus.”

“Come over here and sit down Debbie.” She looked at him and sat on the couch.

“Carl’s at Northeastern Hospital Emergency now.”

“Debbie made the cross on her chest. “What happened, Brian?”

“He was trying to make an arrest and got shot. It only happened minutes ago.”

“Damn, I hate taking that baby out in the cold.”

“Emmett will be here any minute to watch JR. Go get dressed and I’ll take you to the hospital.”

“You think of everything; give me a minute to get ready.” Emmett walked into the door.

“Do you know anything else?”

“No” Brian shook his head.

“I’m going upstairs and check on JR.” Emmett hopped up the stairs sounding like an elephant tromping in the house.

“Emmett, JR’s dinner is in the frig. Just heat it in the microwave and serve. She has juice in the box too.”

“Don’t worry about a thing Debbie. I’ll stay here as long as I need to. And later Ted and Blake can watch her too.” Debbie walked down the stairs carrying an overnight bag. Brian took her bag and they left to get into his car. On the way to the hospital Debbie began to cry.

“Brian, if I lose Carl too I won’t make it. This is too much to bear.”

“Debbie, they didn’t say he was hurt bad. Let’s see how he is. Remember we need you; the kids need you.”

“First Michael and now this.”

“Being in love with a cop has risks. You always knew that Deb.”

“He only has one month and he can retire Brian. He has enough vacation time to stop now.”

“And the two of you will have a fabulous retirement. You should get married. We could have a double wedding.”

“What?”

“You and Carl and me and Justin.”

“Are you serious Brian?”

 “We want to get married; or at least have a ceremony. I want Gus to see it. I want him to feel secure with us now as his fathers. Reverend Tom at the Catholic Church can do the ceremony.”

“Ha! I bet the Pope would love that.”

“We could do it at Britin and have a huge family reception with two cakes catered by Emmett and Company. Drag queens serving cocktails and singing.”

“Shit Brian only you could make me laugh at a time like this.”

“Were almost there. Leave your bag in the car for now.” Brian turned into the hospital area and followed the signs to Emergency and parked as close as he could. They got out and walked into the building. Debbie recognized Carl’s partner, Ruth.

“Ruth, what happened?”

“We were doing a routine arrest warrant and the suspect had a 22 pistol in his back waist band. He shot Carl in the stomach then Carl put a slug in his head. He won’t be bragging about shooting a cop. He’s being taken to surgery now. He was awake and conscious and their wasn’t too much blood.”

“Did he say anything.”

“He was pretty mad at himself for letting the suspect get the drop on him. He was cussing like a sailor.”

Thirty minutes passed by then a nurse came out of the Emergency section.

“Who is here for Carl Horvath?”

“We are.” Brian told her.

“The surgeon asked me to give you folks an update. The bullet missed his liver by a fraction of an inch. No vessels or vital organs were injured. We’re removing the bullet now and repairing the damage. He should make a full recovery.”

“Thank you Jesus!” Debbie crossed herself and took a deep breath.

“He should be out of surgery in two hours. Then he’ll be in recovery for another hour before being transferred to a room.

“Thank you for letting us know, Nurse.” Debbie said. The nurse walked away and Brian followed her.

“I want Carl to get your VIP room.”

“The police department won’t pay for that.”

“Here’s my card; send me the bill for the room. I’ll provide a credit card deposit now if you need it.”

“That won’t be necessary Mr. Kinney. Let me see if it’s available.”

“Thank you.” Brian walked back to Debbie.

“What was that about?”

“An upgrade to five star accommodations.” Brian said grinning. Brian pulled out his cell phone.

“News?”

“Carl’s going to be ok. He wasn’t hurt that bad. He killed the suspect who shot him. I’m at the hospital now with Debbie; Ted and Blake just walked in.”

“When are you coming home?”

“I don’t know yet. I’ll probably stay with Deb until he’s in a room.”

“I’ll save you a plate of blond twink tenderloin with hot cum sauce on the side.”

“Sounds delicious; later.”

“Later, I love you.” Brian closed his phone smiling. The nurse came back into the room.

“Mr. Kinney, the VIP room is available and now reserved.”

“Thank you.”

********************

“Heah Dumpling; you didn’t cry this hard with my dick in your ass all night. What’s up?” Michael looked at Big Ed and handed the letter to him. Ed looked at the check.

“A million dollars?”

“Half of that should have been mine.”

“No shit? Tell me about it.” Michael told Ed the story about creating Rage with Justin and the artist not wanting to do it again. Then he described his crimes how he tried to get Justin to draw Rage again to save his comic book store. Then he told him about giving everything he owned to Justin including his half of the comic book to not press charges but now the state’s doing it anyway.

“Fuck me dude; you got to be the dumbest fucking punk I ever saw and the most unlucky too.”

“It sucks to be me.”

“You want me to put a hit on this guy?”

“What?”

“I got connections; you want to bump off this Taylor asshole?”

“Fuck no. He didn’t do anything to me. I’m the one who fucked up. Leave him alone. He’s good people; don’t hurt him.”

“Ok, if you say so.”

Angel heard the conversation and got an idea.

******************** 

“Hello Justin; are you still coming to lunch tomorrow?”

“I hope so Mom. Carl got shot today at work but he’s going to be ok.”

“OH DEAR!”

“Brian’s with Debbie at Northeastern Hospital right now. If we come to lunch we’ll have Gus with us.”

“You’re not at the hospital with Debbie?”

“I’m at Britin with a crew putting in a home entertainment system now, and I got Gus sleeping upstairs.”

“Molly’s at a friend’s house for a sleepover. I’ll go to the hospital now to support Debbie.”

“I thought you might want to. First Michael and now this; Debbie’s probably about to blow a gasket.”

“This has been a horrible week for all of us.”

“Mom, would you like some good news about this week?”

“It could use some balance.”

“Michael gave me everything he owned to not press charges.”

“You didn’t do that did you?” Craig walked into the room with Justin.

“Don’t worry, the state is still going forward with it.  I gave his equity in the house to Ben and the comic book store to Hunter and keep Rage. Well in no time Marvel Comics called me and bought Rage from me for one million dollars. I already got paid Mom.”

“That’s wonderful dear. I’d love to see Michael’s face when he finds out.”

“That’s not all; I got the CEO of Marvel Comics to hire Kinnetik and my bonus for doing it was 3.5 million. I made 4.5 million dollars in one day before taxes.”

“I’d love to rub Craig’s nose in that.”

“He’s installing my TV right now. Do you want to talk to him?” Justin said grinning at his father who just literally pissed in his pants.

“Mom wants to say hello.” Justin told his father as he handed him the phone and went to see how the media room installation was going.

“Hello Jenn.”

 “Well Craig, what do you think about your gay artistic son now?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

 “This recession has to be hurting your company; what kind of draws are you taking home each week Craig? You’re four months behind on your child support payments for Molly. Don’t lie to me; what’s your take home?”

“I’m  barely getting by; I’m taking home $400 a week in draws to pay my basic bills. I may have to close the store soon.”

“I’m surprised they shopped at your store the way you treated them over the years. How much did they spend?”

“Over $28,000. That’s enough profit to buy me five or six weeks.”

“Well besides making a million on a comic book and new client bonuses, Justin is making $3500 a week salary Craig. He’s the assistant CEO and director of the art department for the best PR agency on the east coast. He didn’t need a business degree at Dartmouth. Justin’s a highly skilled artist, a natural leader with imagination and vision. With the new millions he made this week and the fact he owns half of Kinnetik Advertising Agency stock  he’s worth about thirty million dollars Craig. He’s 22 years old. Tell me Craig, are you proud of your gay son now?”

“Brian Kinney’s worth fifty million?”

 “They, are worth fifty million dollars Craig; and probably much more. Justin doesn’t know it, but their mansion and estate is in Justin’s name only. Brian had me change the deed this week. That’s another 2.5 million free and clear. Brian loves him very much Craig.”

********************

 Brian and Debbie walked into the VIP hospital suite seeing Carl sitting up in bed smiling. Debbie walked over and kissed him on the lips. She pulled back and slapped him.

 “You listen to me Carl Horvath. You’ve worked your last day behind the fucking badge. You’re coming home and taking your vacation and retiring, or one morning you’re going to wake up without a dick after I cut it off with a butcher knife;  do you understand me?” Brian had his fist in his mouth trying his best not to laugh.

“I love it when you get like this honey.”

 Debbie put both fists on her hips. “I’m not fucking with you! I mean it Carl; I almost lost you today. This is it.”

“You win Debbie; I won’t go back. I’ll get paid leave any way to get over this injury and my vacation pay too. I’ll only go back to clean out my desk dear.” Debbie relaxed and approached the detective’s bed.

 “Good” Debbie looked at his bandaged stomach. “Did they say when you can fuck?”

 ********************

 Wednesday afternoon just after lunch Cynthia knocked on Brian’s door.

 “Enter”

 “Brian, this came in the mail today and you should read it.” She handed him an opened letter sent to Mr. Kinnetik. Brian looked at the envelope and it was stamped “INMATE MAIL” on the front and back. The return address said Alvin Jones; not Michael. Brian pulled out the hand written letter and realized it was very hard to read and looked like something a fourth grader might write. Many words were miss-spelled.

Dear Mr. Kinnetik,

 My name is Angel. I’m in the same cell block as Michael. Some things have happened you should know.

Sap found out Michael ratted on him and sold him to us blacks. The boss now owns Michael as his bitch. The boss has an 18” dick bigger than a beer can. He’s in our cell block too. The first day Michael was here he was raped by the boss in the shower and 10 other inmates ran a train fucking his mouth. The boss broke his tooth. Every night the boss rapes Michael for hours and it hurts him very-very much. The boss is very cruel.

When he got your letter with the big check Michael cried real hard. He told the boss about the comic book Rage, Justin Taylor, and how he gave Taylor everything to get out for nothing and lost the half million bucks. This made the boss really mad and he wanted to off Taylor. He’s the head of the Black Mafia in Pittsburgh and he could make it happen as a favor with a phone call talking our code.

 Michael stopped the boss from offing Taylor. He could have just nodded his head one time and Taylor would be taken out. Taylor won’t get hurt now. Michael is very sorry for what he did. He takes all the blame for being in here. He’s no criminal like us. He doesn’t deserve to be here. He’s just really stupid. I like Michael a lot.

The boss is taking Michael to max with him and going to have his teeth pulled so he can give better head to inmates who pay the boss for Michael’s blow jobs with store. The boss has orders to pimp Michael out to inmates and when he ain’t no good no more and full of diseases the boss has to take him out for Sap. At max Michael won’t live three months. The guards know about this and won’t stop it. They hate rats too.

 Michael saved Justin Taylor’s life. Please don’t tell anyone about this letter. If the boss finds out I’m trying to help Michael he’ll pimp me out for it and kill me for doing this. Please help Michael live. He can’t go to max Mr. Kinnetik.

(signed)

Angel

“What the Fuck!” Brian went to his intercom. “Justin, come to my office.”

“I’ll be right there Mr. Kinney.” Justin said smiling. A minute later he walked into Brian’s office. Without saying a word Brian handed the letter to Justin. The blond read it very carefully twice.

 “Brian, we have to help Michael.”

 “Do you believe this shit? I think Michael cooked up this letter trying to get out of his crimes.”

“This sounds like something Sap would do Brian. I’ve heard of the Black Mafia and they’re real and very dangerous. They control all the heroin and crack cocaine in this city. Michael wouldn’t know about them; I’m sure of it. I believe this letter is real and I believe every word of it.”

 “Fuck Justin; we hung Michael so high I don’t think I can get him down.”

“I don’t care what it costs me; do it Brian.”

 ******************** 

 “Law office; how may I direct your call?”

 Brian Kinney for Thomas Springfield.”

 “One moment Mr. Kinney.”

“Hello Brian, how are you doing?”

“Fabulous Tom; are you still the best fucking criminal defense lawyer in the city?”

“Yes, provided I have enough grease for the wheels of justice. What’s up?” Brian spent ten minutes telling him about Michael’s crime. Then he read the letter from Angel.

“Big Ed”

“What did you say Tom?”

“Big Ed is the head of the Black Mafia. I’ve got him out of trouble a dozen times but I didn’t accept his latest case for murder of a man who’s a distant relative. He’s in the county jail right now going down for life with parole. This sounds exactly like something he and Sap would do.”

“You believe this letter.”

“Yes Brian, I do.”

“How do we help Michael?”

 “The evidence is overwhelming Brian. This is a tough one. I have to persuade the DA to plea down to a charge that will keep Michael in county at most. It’s going to take a lot of  grease Brian.”

 “How much?”

“500 cash up front.”

“And your fee?”

“Fifty thousand cash; 10%. No paperwork. This never happened. You got to eat the taxes Brian.”

“When do you want it?”

“Tomorrow afternoon. When we strike a deal I’ll get Novotny out on bail away from Big Ed until he goes to prison. Michael will have to go into hiding. Then later on Michael will be convicted and have to serve his sentence in county.”

“What kind of deal can you make?”

“Attempted rape; one year in county day for day. Michael will be a registered sex offender for life. That’s the best deal I could get for him under these circumstances.”

 “Is two tomorrow good for you?’

“It is now. What’s Angel’s real name; I’ll save him too.”

“Alvin Jones”

********************

“First National Bank of Pittsburgh”

“Brian Kinney for Andre Moore.”

 “One moment Mr. Kinney.”

 “Good afternoon Brian.”

 “Andre, I need to make a withdrawal by one tomorrow.”

“Why are you calling the bank director for a withdrawal?”

 “$550,000 cash and no questions.”

“Bring a very large suitcase; it’ll be ready Brian.”

 “Thanks”

********************  

Brian walked into Thomas Springfield’s office carrying a huge new suitcase. The receptionists led him straight to Tom’s office.

“Right on time Brian.” Brian raised the luggage onto the conference table and opened it. Inside it was packed with bundles of hundred dollar bills. Tom counted out 50 thousand and put that money in a wall safe.

“What happens now?”

“The car is started. Once I apply this grease the wheel turns today. In county Michael will be rolled up to be transferred to another jail. He won’t know he’s getting out until the last second. At five he walks out the door. Big Ed won’t know it. This is top secret. Angel will have his drug charge dropped on a legal technicality. He gets out at five too. You need to get them and hide them good out of town but he can’t leave the state. He can’t be seen in Pittsburgh or Sap will have him killed.”

“How much is his bail?”

“I covered it Brian; it’s part of my fee. I found out Sap paid Big Ed ten thousand and a good lawyer to take Michael down. The best deal that attorney can make is life with parole for Big Ed after 10 years. He doesn’t have the connections I have no matter how much money Ed has.”

“I want all the information on Big Ed. I want Ed Tom.”

“OK, I can help you with that. It’d be a pleasure Brian.”

“Will Michael and Angel get out at exactly five today?”

“Yes. They’ll leave out the back door of the jail alone.”

“I’ll be ready for them.”

******************** 

The cell block door opened and four armed plain clothes officers walked in.

 “Michael Novotny; your case has be upgraded to the federal level. We’re taking you to federal holding right now. Roll up.” Said one of the men. Big Ed looked at them and knew he had no pull with the feds. Michael got his tub and left the cell block. Ten minutes later a jail guard came to the door.

 “Jones, your drug charge has been dropped due to a legal technicality. Roll up and stand by the door.”

 “You one goddamn lucky man.” Big Ed told him smiling. Angel was grinning like crazy as he grabbed his tub and stood by the door. A minute later the guard took him out and led him to a private room where his clothes were and street possessions waiting for him on a table.

“Do you want anything in your tub?”

 “No sir.”

“Get dressed and hurry up about it. FAST!”

 “Yes boss!” Jones got out of his orange jail jump suit and into his clothes. A minute later one of the “federal officers” walked in.

“Angel, Mr. Kinnetik got you and Michael out. This is top secret so Big Ed doesn’t know about it. We’re actually private security agents. We’re going to take you and Michael out of this city safely today. You both are going into hiding until Big Ed is no threat to either one of you. Understand?”

 “WOW! Yes sir, I got it.” Michael was led into the room with Angel.

 “Michael, Brian got you freed on bail and got you a great plea agreement. Sap put a contract on your life. We have to hide both of you now out of Pittsburgh. We’re taking both of you out the back door with hoods over your heads and pretend to have your hands handcuffed behind you. Got it?”

 “Yeah” Michael couldn’t believe his ears. Brian saved him after what he did to Justin.

 “It’s time; come with me.” Michael and Angel followed the man to the back door. He place hoods over their heads. He looked at his watch and at exactly five he opened the door and slowly led them to a waiting black limo. He put them in and hands helped them find a seat. The agent got into the car and locked the door. He then pulled off their hoods. Michael looked over and saw Brian and Justin smiling.

 “Hello Michael.” Justin said. Brian just stared at him.

 “Guys, I’m so fucking sorry. But I don’t know why you got me out.”

 “Hello Angel, I’m Mr. Kinnetik. Read your letter to Michael.” Brian gave the letter to Angel and he read it out loud.

“FUCK ! He was going to pimp me out and then kill me?”

 “Dumpling; Big Ed lied to you. Sap got him a lawyer and paid him ten g’s to make your prison life horrible. He wasn’t going to sell you but for a week or two. You were going to get gang raped every night in a different cell block. There’s dudes there with much bigger dicks than Ed’s. If you survived the beat downs and getting  nearly fucked to death then he was going to have you stabbed dead. That was the contract.”

 “How much did this cost you Brian?”

 “Your half of Rage plus another 50 grand and the money you need out of town. Add to that the taxes i owe and the private jet waiting now at the airport and what these men cost me; $800,400.” Brian said.

“Best friends for life Brian.” Michael said grinning. Brian got up and punched him so hard he dislocated Michael’s nose.

 ‘I WILL NEVER FORGIVE YOU FOR HURTING JUSTIN! I’M NOT YOUR FRIEND MICHAEL AND I NEVER WILL BE!”

 “OWLLLL!  They why did you save my life?”

 “Because you saved Justin’s. You stopped Big Ed from having Justin murdered. Now we saved your life. We’re even Michael. But I hate you.”

 “Are my charges dropped now?”

 “No, you’re going to plead guilty to attempted rape and serve a year in the county jail. You’re going to do the whole year. When you get out you’re a registered sex offender for life. That’s the best deal I could make Michael.”

 “Let me use your phone to call maw.”

 “She’s not home. Carl got shot on the job Friday. She’s with him at the hospital.” Justin said.

 “How is he?”

 “He’s going to make it.”

 “She would be happy to know I’m free.”

 “Michael, Debbie has disowned you.” Brian said. There was silence now in the car.

 “Michael; let me talk to her. Maybe by the time you get out of county lock up I can change her mind.” Justin said.

“Let me call Ben then.”

“Mickey; you don’t get it. Everybody wants nothing to do with you now. You have to leave Pittsburgh and don’t come back until I give Angel the all clear. You can’t let anyone know you’re not in a federal prison now. If you fuck up you’re dead and all this money is wasted on your sorry ass for nothing.” Brian told him.

“How much did it cost to get me out?” Angel asked Brian.

“Nothing; you came out with the package deal for Michael. Angel, or you gay? Will you stay with him and keep him out of trouble?”

“Yes I am. Yes sir Mr. Kinnetik; I like Michael. I ain’t got anything else to do.” Brian pulled an envelope out of his pocket.

 “Here’s five thousand dollars. Make it last both of you  four months. We need that much time to get rid of Ed. He’s going to max before you go to county Michael.” Brian handed the money to Angel.

 “Where are we going now?” Michael asked him.

“To the airport and a private jet to Philadelphia. I rented you an apartment there. Angel, if Michael fucks up and Sap finds him you’re a dead man too.”

 “I already saw that coming Mr. Kinnetik.”

"Michael; you ran your mouth and almost got Justin killed. If you do it again you won't have to worry about Sap or Big Ed; I'll kill you myself. Angel is street wise and you better listen to him Michael. Angel, if you pull this off I'll give you another 5 grand when it's over. If Michael fucks up; take him out. You get to live and I'll make it worth your while."

"I'm your man Mr. Kinnetik."

The Learjet roared its engines and sped down the airport runway for takeoff. Inside was Michael, Angel and one of the security agents hired by Brian and Justin. Once the private jet leveled off a stewardess served drinks to everyone. Angel sipped on his beer and stared at Michael.

“Dude, I can’t believe you would cross out friends this good. Mr. Kinnetik and Taylor are really great people and rich as hell. They bought this jet for us. What were you thinking doing that to Justin Taylor?” Angel asked him.

 “I had my head up my ass; I wasn’t thinking.”

 “They could have let you go to hell where you deserve to be; instead they spent almost a million dollars saving your life, getting you off and out of jail. If I had friends like that I’d never hurt them.”

 “Well, it’s complicated Angel. I kind of got a thing for Brian and resent Justin having him. I’m fucked up.”

 “Is Mr. Kinnetik, Brian?”

“Yeah, their company is called Kinnetik. Why did you send them that letter?”

“Duh? I saved your stupid cracker life dude. You didn’t have a clue the horror facing you in prison.”

“Thanks”

“I gave Brian my word to keep you out of trouble. You better not fuck up Michael.”

“I’ve learned my lesson, but I hate to go back to jail and be a sex offender.”

 “You can do a year standing on your head. You already know what it feels like being hated as a queer. Being a sex offender’s the same thing. They just keep a close eye on you and you have to let them know where you live and what you drive. You just went from getting a life sentence dying in prison to only one year; you’re very fucking lucky Michael.”

 ********************    

 “Daddy! Jussin!” Brian picked up his son as they walked into Britin’s back door next to their garage. Mel and JR were sitting at the kitchen table having drinks.

“We’re surprised you got in so early and got the kids from Emmett.” Justin said.

 “I left early to beat the traffic.” Mel told him.

 “Have the kids ate yet?” Brian wondered.

 “I brought a chicken meal from town for all of us. We were waiting for you guys to get here. They weren’t that hungry.”

 “Let’s go wash our hands for dinner Gus.” Brian said as he kissed his son on the cheek. Justin kissed him next smiling at the beautiful boy.

 “Did you get Michael out of town?”

 “Yeah, he’s gone. It’s amazing what money can buy you these days.”

 “Don’t mention it Brian; I don’t want to know about it.” Mel told him. Brian left the room with Gus in his arms.

 “Did they put your furniture in the rooms yet? Justin asked her.

 “Yes, I met the truck this afternoon and our beds are made. Everything else is in storage.  I kept everything in the dressers for the move.  That made it easy to get set up here. How are things at work going?”

 “Terrific Mel; I signed up Marvel Comics for Kinnetik. We’re swamped with work now.”

 “Good to hear that. I already bought my office building three blocks from Liberty Avenue.”

“Do you need some help setting it up?”

“Thanks but I already got it covered. Justin, why did Brian keep my name for Gus’s middle name instead of using yours?”

“You’re his mommie Mel, and you gave us custody to Gus. He really appreciates that more than you know. He asked me what I wanted him to do and I said make his middle name stay Marcus. We both decided it.”

“I’m honored Justin.”

 “Let’s get dinner ready; did you get some grilled chicken for Brian?”

 “I remembered to. Brian’s no carbs after seven is very well known.”

 ********************

 “Well Mr. Horvath, we’re past the stage of concern with post surgery infection being a problem. I’m releasing you to go home tonight. No working for four weeks until your surgery heals completely.”

 “Thanks Doc; I need that in writing for work to pay me.”

 “You’re very lucky that bullet missed your liver; it could have killed you in a minute or two.”

 “I know; I remember it happening to other officers.” Detective Ruth walked into the room with Carl and Debbie, as the doctor walked out.

 “Heah Ruthie; what’s cooking?”

 “My husband’s a guard at the county jail. Michael made bail and got out today.”

 “He fucking what?” Debbie asked raising her voice.

 “He cut a deal with the DA and plea bargained his case down to Attempted Rape; they reduced his bail and a high powered attorney posted it. He got out at five today.”

 “I got to find out what happened.” Debbie took out her cell phone and called Brian.

 “Hello Debbie”

 “This looks like the hand of the master; why did you get Michael out of jail?”

 “News sure travels fast in this town. That has to be a big secret Deb. The public has to think he’s in a federal holding tank now. Sap put a contract on his life. Michael was going to be killed in prison. Justin and I decided to stop it. Michael isn’t in town; I hid him in another city still in this state until we can remove the threat to Michael and Justin.”

 “He threatened Justin too?’

 “Thanks to Michael, Justin’s been implicated in this fucking mess. I’m on top of it Deb.”

 “What happens to Michael now Brian?”

“Later on when it’s safe; Michal will plead guilty to attempted rape and serve a complete year in the Pittsburgh county jail. When he gets out he’ll be a registered sex offender for life. All the other charges are dropped.”

 “Wow, I bet that wasn’t cheap to pull off.”

 “No comment Deb. Don’t talk about it either; this is serious shit. If anybody ask you; Michael’s in a federal prison now. Justin’s life could be in danger If the truth got out.”

 “Thank you Brian; I thought I lost him.”

 “No problem but I did it for Justin; shit was getting thick with Michael in jail running his mouth.”

“Brian; I still disown him as my son.”

“I understand maw; don’t worry about him though. I took care of everything.”

“You usually do. Carl’s going home tonight. The doctor just released him.”

 “Great; tell him hello from us. Does he get to keep his dick?”

 “For now.” Debbie laughed hard.

******************** 

“Angel, Brian wanted me to give you this.” The security man gave Angel a cell phone, charger, and a credit card. “Buy clothes for both of you and use the card in an emergency. This is Brian’s numbers and he wants you to call him from time to time with an update. If you do a good job Brian will probably help you later on. This apartment’s in the gay section of town. You have to keep Michael out of the black section where he might be noticed by friends of Big Ed.”

 “Can do; this pad’s really nice.” Angel looked around the furnished apartment with a swimming pool outside. It was too bad the weather was cold.

 “If Michael fucks up call Brian at once for instructions.”

 “OK” 

 ********************

 “Come in boys; lunch is almost ready. How are you Gus?” Jennifer ask the handsome dark haired boy that looked so much like Brian.

 “Fine”

 “Sorry we couldn’t make it last weekend Mom; it was a bad day for us to get free.”

 “I understand; so many things are going on right now. I’m just glad you’re here now.  Help yourself to the bar; there’s time for a drink before we eat.” Brian went and got two beers for himself and Justin.  Gus and Brian went and watched TV with Molly in the living room. Justin followed his Mom into the kitchen.

 “Mom, when we were at Craig’s store, we were the only customers there on what should have been a busy afternoon.”

“Nobody’s buying high ticket items now in the recession. He admitted to me he might have to close the store. Your purchase bought him about of month of time to stay open. He’s four months behind in his child support payments for your sister.”

 “Do you need money Mom?”

 “Thank you for offering but I’m doing fine Justin. I was putting his payments in Molly’s college fund anyway.”

 “That really sucks. He worked so hard for that store to lose it. Maybe I could help him with some advertising.”

 “Why did you buy there? After the way he treated you and Brian over the years I was surprised.”

 “He has the best equipment and technicians in the city. We wanted to get the media room set up and not delay it going out of town.”

 “Oh; why would you help him save his store? I say let the asshole go down.”

 “A dozen good people we know depend on their jobs there. He just needs a little help past the recession. His advertising is shit and I can do way better.”

 “He won’t be able to pay you Justin; he doesn’t have the money to pay for the ads.”

 “I’ll do it pro bono. Does he have a mortgage on the store?”

“A month ago he told me he’s mortgaged up to his eyeballs. The payments are killing him now since sales are dismal.”

“Who has the note?”

 “Probably Commerce Bank, Justin. That’s were his business account is.”

 “I might buy his note and give him a year payment and interest free to help him get by.”

 “Justin, that’s $650,000 son.”

 “The property has to be worth twice that or more. I don’t see any risk Mom.”

 “What will Brian think of you doing that?” Justin grinned.

“Who do think will own Craig’s note?”

 ******************** 

 “Angel, let’s get a bite to eat.” Michael said to his keeper.

 “Ok, then we buy food for the house; we got to make this money last Michael.”

“Don’t worry about it; Brian will give me more if I call him.”

“First of all, don’t touch my fucking phone. Second, I ain’t fucking Brian and Justin over like that. We will make it with the money he gave us. Brian put me in charge and I’m going to do a great job. You get a small allowance each week and when you spend it that’s it Michael.”

 “I’m older and Brian’s best friend. He’s just mad at me now but that’ll pass. I should control the money.”

 “He gave it to me, not you. And he means it you’re not his friend anymore. I see how much he loves Taylor. Your fucking lucky he doesn’t kill you himself.”

 “We’ve been best friends since we were 14 Angel.”

 “Well, you fucked that up good. He didn’t get you out to help you; he did it for Justin and so you can’t run your whinny mouth and get Justin hurt. Big Ed kills people for fun. You don’t know how close you almost got Taylor wacked. There’s a McDonalds three blocks away. Let’s go eat and the grocery store is on the way back.”

 “OK”

 ********************

 Lindsay’s father, Charles Peterson took a late flight to Canada to meet with the DA who has her case there. The DA came to Mr. Peterson’s hotel room near the airport.

“Did you have a good flight Charles?’

 “Very pleasant, thank you.”

 “Did you have any trouble transferring your funds to Canada?”

“Not at all; I’ve already withdrawn the money in cash.” Charles went to the other bed in the double bedded room and opened two suit cases full of Canadian money bundles. “It’s all here; $750,000 Canadian. What happens to Lindsay now?”

 “I will not challenge your attorney’s motion to declare Lindsay incompetent to stand trial and accept the declaration she’s not responsible for her crimes due to mental illness provided she pleads guilty to immoral acts with a child and becomes a sex offender but she gets no jail time. Lindsay will be ordered to have no contact with her son forever. She will remain in the private mental health hospital you’re paying for, at least for six months before being declared safe for society and released on probation for four years. She has to live in Canada during that time.”

 “My family and I are very grateful for your assistance in this horrible matter sir.”

 “I understand; the publicity of such a crime can be very damning to a good family like yours. Well, if you don’t have any more questions, I’ll be on my way.” The DA shook Mr. Peterson’s hand, closed the suit  cases and picked them up and Charles let him out of the room smiling. His daughter would be free very soon. Money doesn’t talk; it screams.

 ********************

 “Do you want me to read you a story Gus?” Brian asked his son now in bed ready for the night.

 “Yes Daddy, please?”

 “I like this one; The Cat in the Hat.” Brian opened the book and began to read to Gus. Justin was outside the door listening to them and watching his lover be a father. He was recording the moment in his memory for a future painting. Within minutes the little boy closed his eyes and went to sleep. Brian realized he was down and closed the book and kissed his son on the cheek; Brian pulled up the duvet covering Gus for the night. He turned out the light and walked out of Gus’s room to find Justin standing there smiling at him.

 “Will you read me a story tonight sugar daddy?” Justin asked with his sunshine smile.

 “I’ll fuck you tonight worthy of someone making a movie about us someday.”

 “I forgot to tell you, Jerry sent me the contract for the movie rights today via email. I gave it to legal to look it over. We have to provide our story in writing within 30 days after signing the contract. Once we provide the story we get paid.”

“Will you write it? I don’t have time and some of it I don’t want to remember, like the prom.”

 “I got it covered Brian. I’ve already started it. Let’s go have a drink; I want to talk to you about Craig.” They went downstairs and Brian made Justin a double Cosmo and a double scotch for himself. They went to the living room were a fire was raging in the fireplace.

 “What about your father Justin?”

 “Mom told me he’s about to lose his store due to the recession. Our purchase bought him a month more time to stay open. He has no advertising and I want to help him with pro bono PR work. I also want you to buy and own his mortgage for the store. The note is less than half what the property’s worth. I want you to give him a year payment and interest free.”

 “You can be the nicest devil of a twat I’ve ever seen. Craig will shit on himself when he finds out I own him. This is fucking brilliant Sunshine; I can’t think of a better way to get back at your father for how he treated us over the years than to own him. I’ll do it but the interest compounds for the year. He can have a year free of payments. Do you know if he’s behind in his payments?”

 “He probably is but I’m not sure. Commerce Bank probably has the note.”

 “Ted can find out Monday who has it and if he’s in default. I can buy it for a discount if his payment record is fucked up. I also want a lien on his inventory too should he go under anyway.”

 “OK, I want his employees to keep their jobs Brian. I could care less about my father.”

 “I understand Justin; you always did have a soft heart for the other guy.”

 “I know most of them and their families. I want us to do this for them.”

 “I’ll get Mel right on it. Craig has to accept the vendor’s lien or I’ll buy the note and foreclose on him. If we take the store we’ll keep everyone working but your father.”

 “Thank you Brian; do you want to seal the deal with a fuck?”

 “Don’t we always Sunshine?” Brian kissed his blond lover and began to unbutton his shirt. The white bear skin rug in front of the fire was about to get a workout.

“Heah Ben, come see what’s in my PayPal account.” Hunter shouted at his father. Ben walked over to see Hunter had $3,254.00 in his account.

“That’s incredible Hunter. How are you selling the comics?”

“One day open bid listings. They’re selling faster than I can put them up. I list each comic with its own eBay page and I set the starting price with what I know its worth with research. Ben, Michael was sitting on a fortune in old comics and he was selling them way too cheap and he wasn’t going for the national collector target market. It’ll take me months to sell them all. At this rate I can make over 75 grand easy.”

“I got news today about Michael from Brian but we can’t tell anybody about it; this has to be a big secret. Justin’s life is in danger too.”

“OK”

“Brian and Justin hired an attorney who got a deal for Michael. He’s going to be convicted of Attempted Rape, serve one year in the county jail, and be a sex offender. He’s out on bail right now.”

“If he comes here I’m moving out Ben.”

“That’s not going to happen. Someone put a contract on his life for telling on them and getting them arrested. Michael’s in hiding in another city now until it’s safe to come back and do his sentence. I’m hiring an attorney in Canada next week for a divorce.”

 “Pardon my language Ben, but fuck Michael. I don’t want anything to do with him ever again.”

 “That makes two of us Hunter.”

 ********************

 “Enter” Ted walked into Brian’s office carrying some papers.

 “Brian, Commerce Bank has the note for Taylor Electronics. He’s almost four months behind in his payments and in foreclosure. He didn’t use any of the money he got from you and Justin to catch up his payments yet. They’re delighted to sell his note. I can buy it for $485,000 today.”

 “What’s the standing balance?”

 “With back payments and late fees; $661,756.00 compounding daily. They don’t want the store since the recession will make it very hard to remodel and sell it.” Brian played with his desk calculator.

“That’s about 73 cents on the dollar. Good job Ted. Go and buy it with the company’s money. Kinnetik will own it now. I’ll get Mel to make a new mortgage for him and a vendor’s lien on his inventory.”

“I’ll have it in 30 minutes Brian.” Ted left the room and Brian got on the intercom.

“Justin, are you free right now?”

“I can be Brian.”

 “Come to my office.”

“Be right there.” Two minutes later Justin walked in to see a smiling Brian at his desk.

 “I bought Craig’s note for 73 cents on the dollar. Kinnetik will own it. I’m calling Mel to write a new mortgage with no payments for one year, compounding interest during the grace period, and a binding vendor’s lien on his inventory. If he goes under we own it all.”

 “This is a bad recession for his business; he might need more than a year before it's over.”

 “Well I’m not giving him more than a year. Do you have an idea for his advertising?”

 “I want to pitch the same reasons we bought there. He has the best equipment and technicians in the city. I need to target the ads for the people who have money to spend.”

“All of the blue bloods in the city read the Pittsburgh Weekly magazine. A full page ad in each issue should create sales. Work on that ad Justin for the rich people in town.”

  “Will do Brian; what does a page in that rag cost?”

 “For me; not that much; the gay owner’s a friend of mine.”

 “Cool; the preliminary website for Marvel Comics is ready; I emailed a link to you just now.”

“I’ll check it out. What’s Gary working on?”

 “He’s building up a Photo Shop for the William Subaru account. It ‘s really hot.”

 “I’m very impressed with him Justin. The kid has talent.”

 “You noticed.” Justin walked over and kissed Brian on the lips. “Was I talented this morning?”

 “Very talented Sunshine. I think I’ll keep you and buy lunch.”

“Thank you Mr. Kinnetik.”

 “Twat”

“But I’m your twat and you sooo love me.” Justin grabbed Brian’s crotch.

 “Get back to work Taylor before you get fucked.” Justin turned around and wiggled his ass.

 “Yes sir boss.” Justin walked out of the office grinning. Brian was rock hard.

 ********************

 “Hello Lindsay; this is our sex offender counseling group. Meet Larry, Jerry, and Judy.”

 “Hello Lindsay.” The other woman said.

 “In this group we discuss your sex crimes. We have to be open and honest in here. You can’t hide from what you did but you can learn how not to repeat the harm you caused your victims. All of you are here for a sexual offense and the court has allowed you a rare opportunity to get well and one day return to society. These meetings are daily during the week for one hour. I’ll also be doing private sessions with each of you. Lindsay, I would like for you to tell us what you did and why.”

 “I went down on my three year old son because he looks so much like his father……”

 ********************

“Hello Brian”

“Mel, we need a mortgage for Craig Taylor and a vendor’s lien on Taylor Electronics as soon as possible. Justin and I will help him with advertising to get his sales going again.”

“What’s the amount of the mortgage?”

 “Make it for $675,000. Ted’s buying the existing bad note right now. Give him a new note for 10%, 25 years, one year grace without payments, and interest compounding monthly during the grace period.”

 “Do you know the value of his inventory?’

“You’ll find that out when you get Craig’s signatures on the new mortgage.”

 “Brian, what if he doesn’t accept the new note?”

“He’s in foreclosure; you’ll take over the proceedings and ram it up his ass. File a mechanics lien on his inventory to cover the defaulted mortgage. Either way I own the store.”

“I’ll get right on it Brian.”

 “Talk to you later Mel.” Brian closed his phone. He turned on his intercom to broadcast all over the Kinnetik building.

 “Listen up everybody; Justin, can you hear me?”

“Yes Brian?”

“I love you twat. Will you marry me Justin Taylor?”

 “Yes I’ll marry you, you big dope.”

 “Come to my office and seal the deal Sunshine.”

 ********************

 “Big Ed, roll up, you made bail.” The jail guard announced over the cell block intercom.  Ed was smiling as he packed up his things and grabbed his yellow tub and stood by the front door. Moments later a guard let him out. He got into his street clothes and was escorted to the rear exit door. Ed stepped out and looked up at the sun and beautiful sky.

 A hundred yards away on a building’s rooftop a professional assassin looked into his rifle scope and pulled the trigger. Big Ed’s head exploded when the high caliber bullet struck him killing him instantly.

 ********************

 Sap was taken to an attorney conference room at the federal holding tank in Pittsburgh.

 “You’re very lucky you weren’t on the DVD’s showing the killing of those boys Sap. I pulled some strings and got your bail reduced to $5 million.”

“When do I get out of here?”

 “They need an hour to do the paperwork. You can’t leave town and you can’t have your passport back.”

 “Works for me.”

 “Your car will be waiting outside for you.”

 “OK”

 ********************

Justin was naked on his back on top of Brian’s desk as the CEO of Kinnetik pounded into the blonds’ perfect twink bubble butt.

 “OH yeah, fuck me Brian; god your dick is huge; fuck fuck fuck fuck….”

 “Brian, turn off your intercom please.” Cynthia said to him.

 “Oh shit!” Brian hit the button stopping the erotic company broadcast and returned to service his lover’s ass.

 ********************

  Sap walked out of the federal holding facility and found his car. He jumped in and put the keys in the ignition and started the engine. A bomb under his seat exploded and the car burst into flames with the car flying apart all over the parking lot. Sap screamed as he was burning alive. Within seconds he was dead. The federal officers handling Sap’s case watched the car explode out the window, smiling.

 ********************

 Justin came as Brian climaxed inside him. Brian was sweating but very happy. 

“You’re the best thing to come across my desk since I open this company Justin.”

 “Since I have to service your sexual needs at work too, I should get a raise Brian.” Brian hit the button on the intercom for Accounting.

 “Ted”

 “Yes Brian?”

 “Raise Justin Taylor’s salary another 500 a week beginning with this week’s paycheck.”

 “Will do Brian.”

 “Anything else Sunshine? Would you like a title to go with the raise?” Brian said with a tongue in cheek smirk. Justin started laughing.

 ********************

 “I’m here to speak with Craig Taylor.”

 “I’m Craig Taylor; and you are?”

 “Melanie Marcus, attorney at law; can we go to your office?”

 “Certainly.” Craig walked to his office showing Mel in and closed the door.

“What’s this all about Ms. Marcus?”

 “I represent Brian Kinney and Justin Taylor of Kinnetik Advertising. They just bought your defaulted mortgage at Commerce Bank. They’re willing to help you with free advertising to increase sales and to give you a new mortgage with no payments for one year to help you.”

 “I never agreed to this. I don’t want Kinney owning my note.”

 “You have no say in the matter Mr. Taylor. The bank was free to sell your bad note to anyone. Would you rather go under than accept their help to save your store?”  Craig thought about his circumstances. He had a buyer lined up to buy his inventory and he was going to file bankruptcy and retire on the cash he could get from his store items and what was in his warehouse; including all the sets he could get advanced to him by his suppliers. He was planning to fuck them in the process.

 “I intend to sell off my inventory and close the store.”

 “You can’t do that Mr. Taylor; I just filed a mechanics/vendor’s lien on your inventory to cover the mortgage. Here it is; should you sell off your store items, that’s grand theft and you will go to jail.” Melanie was smiling as she shoved her dyke attorney dick up Craig’s ass. “Brian Kinney now owns Taylor Electronics until you pay off this mortgage. If you don’t accept the new mortgage I’ll complete the foreclosure and take it from you legally.”

 “I hate Kinney; why is he doing this?”

 “Justin wants to help the employees keep their jobs. They’re going to give you free advertising to increase your sales. They’re doing this for the people who depend on you for a job. One way or another, with or without you, Brian and Justin will own this store, keep it open and keep the people here employed.”

 “What are the terms of this mortgage?”

 “$675,000, 10% simple interest, 25 years, no payments for 12 months, interest compounding monthly for the grace period. You must provide to me today a list of your inventory and their wholesale values, and each month a copy of your sales records and expenses; you will now use Brian Kinney’s accountant for your stores’ accounting until you payoff this note. You will also give Brian Kinney 51% ownership of your company stock. Brian and Justin are paying you 30% market value for the stock for operating cash. They agree to return the stock to you at 100% market value once the note is paid.”

 “That’s fucking outrageous.”

 “You can accept this life preserver or go down the drain Mr. Taylor; personally I don’t care what you decide. Either way Brian Kinney owns the store and inventory. The future question is whether you get to run it and buy it back, or not. I need your decision today Mr. Taylor.”

 “With 51% ownership of the stock, Kinney can fire me at any time.”

 “Then I suggest you do a very good job managing the store Mr. Taylor. I can assure you; if you take too high a draws, or not make the store successful; you will soon be unemployed.”

 ********************

 “Brian Kinney”

 “Mission accomplished; both targets Brian.”

 “Come to my office for a key to a storage cabinet at the bus station. There’s a bag waiting for you there. Good job.”

 “You’re welcome; call me again should you need my services.”

 “I will.” Brian hung up his cell phone smiling. Justin was safe.

“Well Mr. Keller, you graduated with a Marketing degree with excellent grades. You have no working experience yet. Tell me, why are you applying to Kinnetik and what can you do for my company?” Brian asked the attractive young black man wearing a very nice brown suit with a blue shirt and dark blue tie. Brian’s gaydar was pinging hard.

 “Mr. Kinney, your company is the best and you’re known for accomplishing higher goals in advertising. You’re bold and you were the first to target the gay market nationally. I can bring you accounts for companies that sell products and services to people of color. I’m fluent in Spanish and my lover’s Latino. People of color are a mostly ignored target market group but they have made significant gains socially and economically. Black, Latino, and Asian businesses are doing very well despite the recession and they have a hard time getting good advertising for their people. I specialize in obtaining their accounts and creating winning ad concepts for them. I can give them to Kinnetik. I’ve done freelance work while in college; here are some samples of my ads.” Terry Keller handed his work to Brian who looked them over. Brian was very impressed.

“Will you pass a background check and drug test?”

 “I have no criminal record and my credit is excellent Mr. Kinney. I’m drug and disease free.”

“Call me Brian, all my employees do. I think you’ll do fine here. The starting salary is $35,000 fresh out of college and I pay 10% bonuses for signing a new client not counting the cost of their ads. Can you be ready to work Monday morning?”

 “I’m ready to start tomorrow Brian.”

 “Welcome aboard.” Brian got on his intercom.

“Ted”

 “Yes boss?”

 “Come to my office.”

“Right away Brian.” Moments later Ted walked in.

“This is Ted, my chief financial officer at Kinnetik; Ted, this is our new ad man Terry Keller who just graduated from Carnage Mellon with a degree in advertising and marketing. Start him at 35K annually, 10% bonuses, and the usual package of benefits and retirement plan. He starts tomorrow. Terry, do you need an advance to help you get established first?”

“It would be very helpful Brian.”

 “Cut a $2,000 sign on bonus check for Terry today.”

“Come with me Terry and let’s get the paperwork done and a tour of the building.”

 “Thank you for the job, Brian. We’re going to make lots of new business.”

“I also reward outstanding ideas. I’m glad to have you working for us.” Ted and Terry left Brian’s office. Brian got on his intercom.

 “Randy, come to my office.”

“Yes sir Brian.” Moments later the young white man walked in to Brian’s office.

“Randy, I’m very disappointed with your work. Turn in your resignation, and clean out your cubicle. I’ll give you a good reference but your services are no longer required.”

“Mr. Kinney, my wife is expecting our first baby soon. I really need this job sir.”

 “You should have thought of that before sending me shit work. I know Vangard’s hiring. You’ll fit in there just fine. Your work is still better than what they’re putting out. I’ll put in a good word for you and claim you were laid off and subject to be rehired. You can also collect unemployment insurance with no challenge from me. I need your desk cleaned out today. See Ted for your last check. Good luck.”

 ******************** 

Justin walked into Brian’s office.

“The new black ad man is hot. The queers will be all over him.” Justin said smiling.

 “He has a boy friend. He’s a newbie fresh out of college but he gave me a winning pitch.”

“He has great ideas for going after market areas we haven’t approached yet.”

 “Their money’s as green as ours. What do you have there?” Justin hands a letter to Brian.

Dear Justin,

 Michael tells me you’re in charge of the art department at Kinnetik and that you’re a good artist. Please look at some of my drawings and let me know if you like them. I would like to work for you someday.

 (Signed)

 Angel

 Justin gave Angel’s artwork to Brian.

 “This is really good art Sunshine; he has talent, raw but real talent none the less.”

 “His training begins now. I’m sending him one our old laptops with the drawing software’s on it and copies of their manuals. I’m throwing in Photo Shop too. I want him on my team Brian as soon as we can get him here.”

“I have to make sure Michael life isn’t in danger before bringing them back. Thanks for showing this to me. His employment is contingent on him going back to school at company expense.”

“I'll put that in my letter. What will you pay him?”

 “You’re his boss; what do you want to start him at?”

 “Twice the minimum wage; $15 an hour with benefits.” Brian played with his calculator.

 “31,200 a year’s pretty high Justin for a young beginner. Make it $10 an hour for the first three months and let’s see what he can do. He has to pass a drug test to work here.”

“He can live on $400 a week easy. I’ll let him know. Thanks Brian.” Justin kissed his lover and then turned around at the door grinning.

“Seal the deal with a fuck tonight?”

“Deal”

 ********************

“Knock-knock-knock.” Michael and Angel looked at each other in fright. Angel peeked out the window to see a FED EX man holding a huge box in his hands. He went and opened the door.

“Delivery for Alvin Jones.”

 “That’s me.”

 “Sign here” Angel signed the electronic pad and took the big box and closed the door.

 “Who’s that from?” Michael asked.

 “Kinnetik” Angel took out his pocket knife and slowing opened the box. Inside was packing material with an envelope on top. He opened it and read the letter out loud.

Dear Angel,

 Both Brian and I are very impressed with your art. Provided you learn the material in this box, and pass a drug test; you can have a job with us starting at $400 a week with benefits. You have to go back to school at our expense.

Enclosed is a professional drawing kit and sketch pads. Also here is a laptop that is yours now with very important software on it, and I’ve included manuals that will teach you how to work the programs. This is the software we use in my art department. I’m looking forward to having you on my team. Study hard and send me samples of your work. I may send you assignments from time to time. Use your credit card and get an internet service to your apartment. My email address is in the letterhead.

 Your main job is taking care of Michael and you have a job waiting when you return. Consider all this an early Christmas present. You’re very talented Angel.

 Sincerely,

 Justin Taylor

 Assistant CEO and Director of Advertising Art, Kinnetik Inc.

 “Wow Angel, you got a job waiting for you.” Angel dug into the box and pulled out the drawing kit and sketch pads. Then he found the laptop and charger; it was a wide screen top dollar IBM with a separate mouse attachment and a drawing pencil for the screen. There was an internet cord too. Angel held the laptop and started to cry.

 “Why are you crying Angel?”

 “This is the best gift I ever got Michael. I’ve never had a job either.”

 ******************** 

 “Hello Debbie”

 “I’ve made a family decision Brian. We’re having Christmas at your house so get ready for it.”

 “Thanks for letting me know Maw.”

 “You’ll do it?”

 “Sure; Justin will love it. Debbie, I asked Justin to marry me and he accepted. Now you need to tie up Carl and pick a date for our duel wedding.”

 “Oh fuck; you’re serious Brian?”

“Of course I’m serious Deb. So Mrs. Horvath, what day is good for you?”

 “I love spring weddings. Let me look at the calendar. …..  June 1st is on a Saturday. Is that too far off Brian?”

 “It is for Justin; how about March?”

 “March 12th is on a Saturday too.”

 “Call Emmett to reserve his services for us.” Brian told her.

 “I hope Carl doesn’t have a heart attack when I ask him.”

 “Are you going to propose to him Deb?”

“Fuck yeah; I wear the pants in this family.”

 “Carl’s lucky you don’t have a dick.”

“Me too or I’d fuck myself with it.”

 “We’ll be there for Sunday pasta.”

 “Good; see you Brian.”

 “Have a nice day Mrs. Horvath.” Brian closed his cell phone laughing.

 ********************

 “Justin, Jerry Griffin is on line one.” Justin pressed the button and picked up the phone.

 “Hello Jerry.”

 “Justin, I got your signed contract and story. It’s perfect just as you wrote it. I’m not taking anything out. I’ll add some bad guys so Rage and JT can kick their asses. Your life stories are incredible. This movie is going to be a major hit and I’m never wrong predicting a project.”

 “I’m glad you liked it Jerry. It’s all true but not everything included. We’ve had our problems but the movie doesn’t have to show them.”

 “I agree; I’m sending you a check overnight mail for $20 million made out to you and Brian today.”

 “That makes a nice wedding present.”

 “Wedding?”

 “Brian proposed to me over the company intercom the other day and I accepted.”

 “Let me know the date so I can be there.”

 “Will do Jerry.”

 “Can I include the wedding in my movie?”

 “Well, since one of the issues had our wedding; I don’t see why not.”

 “It’ll make the perfect ending to a love story. Fuck I’m really excited about this project.”

“I look forward to seeing it on the silver screen.”

“I have to run, say hello to Brian.”

“Will do Jerry; good bye.” Justin hung up the phone.

 ********************

 Justin walked into Brian’s office with a huge sunshine smile on his face.

 “Who did you just fuck?”

 “You, in about two minutes; provided I get the wedding present I want.”

 “Oh? What's that?” Justin pulled out the check from Marvel Inc. for $20 million and gave it to Brian.

“Your signature.” Justin said with a devious grin as he locked Brian’s office door. Brian pulled out his pen and signed the check.

“Cyn, hold my calls; we’re not to be disturbed.”

“Got it Brian.” Brian gave the signed check back to Justin who put it in the envelope and the lovers began to take off their clothes.

 ********************

 “Come on in boys; grab a beer and talk with Carl until dinner’s ready.” Debbie said as Brian, Justin, Mel, Gus and JR came into Debbie and Carl’s house.

 “Hello Brian, Justin, Mel.”

 Hi Carl; are you going to make Debbie an honest woman in March?” Brian asked the man.

“You bet. We have to be married for her to get my pension from the department if something happens to me. Have you seen the news lately?”

 “We rarely watch TV; we’re too busy in the bedroom.” Brian said grinning.

 “Well I couldn’t have retired at a better time. Last week there were two professional killings in the city on the same day. The leader of the Black Mafia was shot to death coming out of jail after making bail. Then later Sap made bail and his car blew up outside the federal holding building. He burnt to death. There parking lot cameras were down when it happened.”

“Wow; do you think they’re related?”

“We suspect Sap sold drugs to the Mafia. They both have so many enemies we don’t know where to start. The chief already put both cases in the cold file section. Nobody gives a shit about either one of them.”

“Sounds like somebody saved the state a bunch of money.”

 “Yep; how you boys doing?”

 “Things couldn’t be better Carl; we’re making money hand over fist.”

 “Sap is really dead?” Justin asked.

 “Yes Justin; his car exploded by a bomb and he was burned alive.”

 “Good riddance Carl; he was a major sleaze ball. He hurt a lot people.” Emmett walked in the door.

“Hello everyone; the party can officially start now.”

“We were waiting for our queen to arrive.” Brian said with a smirk.

“We have a double wedding to plan.”

 “Ask the little woman what she wants; I’m just paying for it.”

 “I’ll show you a woman with a dick up your ass tonight for that.” Justin said.

 “You’ll have to get me drunk first.”

“Deal”

“Why aren’t we frisky today; just promise me you won’t be wearing matching white tuxes at your wedding.”

“I want Brian in white, and mine will be sky blue.” Justin said.

 “Marvelous! The photos will be divine.” Emmett said waving his arms. “Did you hear about Sap?”

 “Carl just told us about it. Forgive me if I don’t shed a tear.” Brian said.

 “Me too.” Justin added.

 “I wonder who did it.”

“Shit happens when you mess with gangsters.” Brian said.

 “This has put a major hurt on the city’s drug traffic. Dope street prices have tripled recently with them dead.” Carl commented.

 “That’s a good thing.” Brian said smiling.

 ********************

 “What are you working on Angel?”

 “There’s a program on here called Mavis Beacon, it teaches you how to type. It’s really good; I’m up to 33 words a minute.”

 “Damn you learn fast Angel.”

“Brian, this is Terry, do you have a minute?” This was Terry’s fifth day on the job. He was working hard drumming up new clients. So far he signed up a Mexican restaurant chain, a black law firm and a chain of black hair salons in the state. Brian was ecstatic with him. The new guy was a real go getter.

 “Come to my office Terry.” Moments later the very attractive muscular gay man walked in.

 “I have the chance to pitch The Black Real Estate Network in Atlanta Monday afternoon. They have 285 agency offices all over the nation. I already have a concept and sent it to the art department for panels.”

“How good a prospect is it Terry?”

 “I mentioned $2.5 million for two years and they didn’t bat an eye for four national campaigns; payment up front. I’m also going to pitch all media for five.”

“Have Cynthia make your reservations. Get legal to make contracts to your specs. If you land this one I’ll kiss your ass Terry.”

“Ha! My lover wouldn’t like that but thanks for the metaphor Brian. The bonus is plenty.”

“The company record for a sign on bonus is 3.5 million.”

“Who did you land to get that?”

“I didn’t; Justin did and it was Marvel Comics.”

“No shit? He’s really young Brian.”

“Don’t let the blond twink looks fool you; he has horns holding up his halo. He’s as ruthless in business as I am.”

“I’m stunned by his art; incredible talent.”

“Did you know he’s my life partner and half owner of the company?”

 “No Brian; I didn’t. He’s really smart, talented, and very beautiful.”

 Thanks; Terry, if anyone gives you any racial shit, even a sly off color joke; I want to know about it. You’re the first black person to work here. We’re a small company and you’re the first one to walk in the door with the qualifications. You’re an important employee Terry; remember that.”

 “Thanks Brian but let me handle it. I’m very professional but my horns come out when needed. So far everyone has been very respectful and gracious. I feel no bad vibes at all and I don’t have a chip on my shoulder; however, my emotional radar’s strong.”

“If you say so. Except for Justin, Cynthia, and Ted; everybody else can get a pink slip here for fucking up. I won’t tolerate racism or prejudice of any kind.”

“Thanks Brian; but you have no problem here as far as I can see.”

 “Go to Atlanta and nail your first whale.”

 “With a live baited hook; thanks Brian.”

 “I want you to join our Sunday pasta group of gays and friends on Liberty Avenue at Debbie’s house.”

 “Red haired Debbie from the Liberty Diner?”

 “She’s the one.”

 “David and I love her. She knows me and my lover.”

 “Bring him too of course.  Get the details from Ted.”

 “Thanks Brian, we’d love to go.”

 “By the way, we fly first class.”

 “Sweet!” Terry smiled and went to talk to Cynthia.

 ********************

 “Justin, Jerry Griffin is on line five.” Justin pressed the line button and picked up the phone.

 “Hello Jerry.”

 “Justin, the board of directors went wild for the new website.”

 “You don’t need any changes?”

 “None, every page was spellbindingly perfect. How soon can we use it?”

 “Just as soon as legal can obtain the copyright for it. Two weeks?”

 “Excellent Justin. I can’t tell you how excited my people are for your work.”

 “I’m glad to hear that. What’s our next project Jerry?”

 “Full page ads for each of our major comic series; they are going in tween and teenage national rags.”

 “I’ll get my people right on it. Jerry, have you considered a black super hero comic?”

 “It never came up Justin. Do you foresee a market for one?”

 “You can be the first to corner it. Let me work a comic concept together and get back to you with it. I have a black teenage artist who’s very talented. I’d like to see what he can come up with. He would know how to create a winning set of characters. This is a side deal from your contract. If you like it we make a deal. If not, it goes in the shit can with no obligation for you at all.”

 “I’m very interested Justin; it’s a market we never went after. I wouldn’t know how to.”

 “Me neither Jerry; that’s why I delegate it to someone who can pull it off; a very talented black kid.”

 “I’m going to need a TV commercial for the Spiderman 5 movie we’re completing soon.”

 “What’s my time frame?”

 “Four months”

 “30 or 60 seconds?”

 “Both”

 “If you send me the movie for clips I’m on it.” Justin took notes as he talked with their best client. “Anything else?”

 “I don’t want to over load you. Get those done and we move to next.”

 “OK Jerry; I’ll keep you informed of our work.”

 “Thanks Justin; very good job on the website.”

 “Appreciate it Jerry, goodbye.”

 “Good day Justin” Jerry ended the call and Justin called a meeting of his art department.

 ******************** 

 Angel was working a Photo Shop project when an email popped up from Justin.

 Angel,

 Here is your first real assignment. This is very important; pretend the owner of Marvel Comics will look at it, and he might buy it from you for very good money. This is how our business works Angel.

 Create a black super hero character with costume and mask (no cape); add hot wheels too.

He has to be a crime fighter, not a criminal but he can infiltrate crooks and gangs to bust them up.

 Make up a hot name; one word that black kids and teens will like and identify with.

 If he can be attractive to other races of kids; all the better.

 He needs a love interest; best choose a woman who is very hot looking to the horny males.

 Think about the first comic that introduces them to the public. Write a plot.

 Include action and a love scene rated PG-13.

 Outstanding martial arts skills is very positive for our black super hero.

 He needs to be very attractive to boys and girls in looks.

 He needs super powers never done before for a comic series.

Michael can help you with ideas but this is your project only.

Let me know how it goes. I’m sending you a printer and scanner soon.

 Justin

 Angel read the email and loved it. The idea of a black super hero comic was wild. All his life he read comics and wished there was a black hero. All the comic heroes where white. Angel closed his eyes and concentrated. A flash of a character entered his mind. Angel grabbed his sketch pad and began to draw.

 ********************

“Melanie Marcus; who is this?”

“It’s me; Michael”

“Michael; your life is in danger. You’re not supposed to call Pittsburgh. What do you want?”

“I just needed to hear a friendly voice back home. You’re the mother of my child so I called you.”

 “Michael; everyone is done with you for what you did to Justin. Nobody wants to hear from you and it’s dangerous for you to call.”

 “How is JR?”

 “Fine”

 “How is Mom?”

 “Everyone is fine Michael.”

 “I’m so homesick Mel. I don’t know how long I can take it.”

 “Michael Novotny listen to me. You made your bed now lay in it. You have to stay in hiding or you can put your life, Angel's, and Justin’s life in danger. Do you understand Michael?”

“Yeah”

 “You’re only going to do one year and be free. Maybe after that time people will calm down but you better not mess up this deal Brian got you. You will not get a second chance Michael. This is a lawyer talking now.”

 “Yes Mel.”

 “Where is Angel?”

 “Taking a nap; he worked all night on a project for Justin.”

 “Don’t call anyone again Michael; you’re in a federal pen with no access to a phone. Understand?”

 “Yeah”

 “Don’t call anyone in Pittsburgh. Angel is the only one allowed to call here.”

 “OK”

 “Michael; I’ve never meet a more immature, pitiful man in my life. You have to grow now and face the music and follow directions to get past the shit you caused. Grow up Michael. If you call Pittsburgh again I’ll make damn sure Brian knows it. And your ass is grass and he owns the lawn mower. Got it Michael.”

 “OK”

 “Good bye” Michael closed the phone.

 “Did you get that out of your system Michael?” Angel said quietly and scaring the shit out of the whinny man.

 ********************

 “Heah Angel.”

 “Brian, Michael just called Mel. What do I do with him?”

 “Walk up to him and punch him in the nose hard.” Angel walked up to Michael and slugged him in the face real hard.

“What the fuck!” Michael’s nose started to bleed.

 “Done Brian. His nose in now bleeding.”

 “Next time he fucks up. Beat him down. Let him know I ordered it.”

 “Got it. Tell Justin I’m making progress on my assignment.”

 “Will do; thanks for calling me.”

 “That’s my job Brian.”

 “Well done. I’m keeping score for your bonus.”

 “Thanks Brian; good bye.”

 “Later Angel.” Both men closed their phones.

 “Why the fuck did you hit me?”

 “Brian ordered me too. The next time you fuck up Michael; I have standing orders to beat you down good. Don’t think for a minute I can’t do it.”

********************

 “Knock-knock”

  Carl, get the door. Who in our gang would knock on pasta day?” Carl got up and answered the door. He saw a very well dressed black man and a young Mexican twink standing there.

 “Hello, is this Debbie’s house sir?” Debbie walked up to see who it was.

 “Terry! David! Come on in boys. How did you find me?”

 “I work for Brian and Justin now; they invited me to join them today for pasta. I hope its ok.”

“I got plenty guys; he just forgot to tell me you’re coming.”  The lovers walked in and Carl took their coats. “Carl, this is Terry, and his lover David. Forgive me; I never learned your last names.

 “Terry Keller and David Rodriguez, Debbie.”

“This is my finance Carl Horvath. Come on in and get comfortable. The boys and girls should all be here soon.”

 “What kind of work do you do Terry?” Carl asked him.

 “I’m the new ad man at Kinnetik.”

 “How about you David; you look young.”

 “I’m 17 sir. I’ll be attending the junior college this semester.” Brian, Justin, Mel, Gus and JR walked in the house.”

 “Sorry Deb; I forgot to tell you I invited Terry and David over today.”

 “No problem Brian; I got plenty of food.” Brian looked at David for the first time. He was without a doubt the hottest looking Mexican twink he ever saw. He had shoulder length soft shiny black hair and bright blue eyes. Brian had never seen a Latino with blue eyes before. He had an idea to use David as a model.

 “Let me help you in the kitchen Deb.” Melanie said. The ladies went to prepare the meal. Ted, Blake, and Emmett walked in soon followed by Ben and Hunter. Not a minute later Jennifer, Tucker, and Molly arrived. Introductions were done and soon everyone was sitting down on one of two tables beginning to eat.

 “I need to make an announcement everyone.” Debbie said. “Don’t plan anything for March 12th; Carl and I are getting married.” Shouts and whistles erupted around the room.

“And Brian will make an honest bottom boy out me too; a double ceremony.” Justin said grinning. The ones who didn’t know were stunned. They everyone jumped and talked about the happy plans. Emmett talked about his theme ideas with Justin and Debbie. The men quietly listened to them counting what this was going to cost them.

 “We’re doing it at my house and it’s my nickel Carl.”

 “I can’t let you do that Brian.”

 “You can pay the preacher and bring food. The rest is on me. Justin wants more than Debbie; it’s only fair.”

 “Are you sure Brian?”

 “I insist and I asked for the double ceremony so I’m hosting it.”

 “Ok Brian; if you insist.”

“Carl, I’m going to spend a bundle; no way should you try to match it. This is for Justin and you folks get to benefit from our ceremony.”

“Ok Brian; it makes sense when you tell it like that.”

“Debbie; we got to find you a wedding gown.” Emmett said.

“I don’t want to clash with Sunshine’s dress.” That got everybody laughing. Terry and David loved the welcoming feeling of this group and felt right at home there. Debbie looked around at her new family and saw it was good.

Brian and Justin had just finished making love; Brian was smoking a cigarette and Justin was looking at him. Brian could feel his lover's eyes and hear him thinking.

"Something on your mind Sunshine?"

"I want to ask you something but you don't have to answer me if you don't want to Brian."

"I have no secrets from you. What do you want to know?"

"Did you have Big Ed and Sap killed?"

"No"

"Did you know about it before hand?"

"Yes"

"Did you help them do it?"

"A little bit. I was a link in probably a long chain of people and events to make it impossible for the cops to find out who did it or how they did it. I don't know the man who killed them but I now he's a professional hit man. A powerful man had it in for Big Ed regarding his latest murder and wanted him taken out; in fact we both did.  He's a friend of mine. My involvement was the hit man contacted me when the job was done and it was my job to get him paid. He sent a courier man to the office to pick up a key in a box for a locker at the bus station from Cynthia. I never saw him; I only spoke to him on the phone. I bet he doesn’t know who hired him for Big Ed."

"Who killed Sap?"

"I don't know but I have a theory. The same hit man took him out too. I think the Feds hired the same man with my friend involved hiring him. They didn't want Sap to get to live in prison. They didn't have the evidence to pin the murders of the boys buried in his yard on him. I was told this hit man only takes out bad guys; not innocent people and the government will hire him too from time to time."

"Can it come back on you Brian?"

"No way Justin; this guy's a pro. He won't rat on the job even if he was caught and since he only takes out bad guys the cops look the other way when he works. Even Carl was surprised the cases or now cold files so fast; I knew they did it intentionally. The matter is over and done with."

"Is Michael and me out of danger now?"

"To the best of my knowledge; yes."

"Why is Michael still kept out of town?"

"We don't want him here; I don't want to see his face or hear his voice. It's taking all I have not to have him killed myself."

"Is he only going to do a year?"

"Knowing Mikey; he's going to fuck this up for himself."

******************** 

"Enter"

Ted walks into Brian's office where Justin was also called to join this meeting.

"Brian, Justin, I've maxed out how much money I can shelter from federal taxes for your retirement accounts by law. You have to pay taxes on the $20 million you just got from Marvel Inc."

"What are the damages Ted?" Brian asked him.

"You have to pay the maximum rate of 38% or 7.6 million."

"Can't you invest the money in a tax free government security note?"

"Yes, it only pays 2% and that will only delay the taxes, and the maximum tax rate could possibly go up when you have to cash it in or I would have suggested it."

"What do you want to do Justin? It's your money; I fucked you for it fair and square." Brian said with a grin. Justin punched him gently in the stomach.

"Taxes are a sign of success. Pay the tax bill Ted and invest the balance where you see it doing the most good."

"You should recover the taxes in about 3 years Justin. I'll take care of it. Mel's waiting outside Brian."

"Send her in Ted." Ted walked out of the office and moments later in walked Melanie.

"Everything is done regarding Taylor Electronics. I took the liberty of buying 51% of his company stock for 30 cents on the dollar promising to sell it back to him later for 100% value after his mortgage is paid. I need a check from you for $38,567.00 for the stock. Ted will get his store accounting each night via email and handle his accounting for the store."

"I didn't ask for that but it's fucking brilliant."

"Why is that Brian?" Justin asked him.

"I have the controlling interest in his company and see the books; I can fire Craig any time I want to. Way to go Mel."

"He was going to nuke the store and walk off with all the cash he could. Now with the vendor's lien on his inventory he can't do it. If he doesn't make the store successful in a reasonable period of time you can remove him and take over. Legally, you own the store now."

"Get Ted to write you the check. It gives him running money to operate until we can get the advertising going for new sales."

"I have news about Lindsay's case."

"Let me have it."

"Her father cut a deal with Canada. She's committed to a mental health hospital that specializes in sex crimes. She won't get any jail time. They might let her out in six months, she has to plead guilty to sexual abuse of a child, become a sex offender, and serve 4 years probation in Canada. She can't leave the country without permission. She'll have a court order to never have any contact with Gus again. If she violates it she goes to prison for 10 years."

"How did you find this out?"

"A lawyer friend of mine there was watching her case for me and dug up the agreement at the courts."

"Thanks for letting me know. That had to cost a lot of money to pull off."

********************

"Today Lindsay, in your session I'm going to tell you how you probably harmed your son."

"The physical abuse will heal."

"I am talking about the sexual abuse Lindsay."

"I only went down on him; I didn't cause him any pain; he liked it; it felt good to him."

"The fundamental damage done is to the child's developing capacities for trust, intimacy, agency and sexuality. Family background makes a difference: a child from a more secure and privileged background may well be less distressed at the time by the abuse, but is likely to sustain more long-term developmental damage, than a child who has already had to cope with family problems."

"Are you saying, because he had a stable home environment that makes it worse for him?"

"Yes Lindsay; the damage to Gus is life time in happening to him. There is more; a history of child sexual abuse is associated in adult life with insecure and disorganized attachments, and increased rates of relationship breakdown."

"You're saying that by going down on my son, he won't be able to hold a relationship?"

"That is usually what happens, yes. That isn't all the damage you did. A number of studies have implicated child sexual abuse in lowering self esteem in adults. The most sophisticated showed a clear relationship between poor self-esteem in adulthood and those who reported the incest forms of abuse in childhood. They had an increased expectation of unpleasant events and a sense of inability to influence external events."

"You're saying he can't cope with reality now because I did that to him?"

"I hope that isn't the case for Gus; but it often is for this kind of abuse especially by a parent; someone he trusted for protection and love. Sexually abused children face not only an assault on their developing sense of their sexual identity, but a blow to their construction of the world as a safe enough environment, and their developing sense of others as trustworthy. If the abuser is someone they had a close relationship with, the impact is likely to be much more profound."

"What have I done to my son?" Lindsay began to cry very hard in the doctor's office.

********************

 "Mr. Wilson, you have proven the Black Real Estate Network is working for the black community; however, I feel your organization can serve all the people. You only charge a 4% commission rate for your escrow transactions. That's a powerful incentive for everyone of every race to use your real estate company. All the other companies charge 6% for their agent's fee."

"Your idea is very interesting Mr. Keller. How do we get the other races and people to hire us?"

"We do an all media approach with a bold new campaign for your company with national TV ads during prime time. My company Kinnetik will create unique interesting TV spots for your company targeting the vast market of all races and people, white, black, Asian, Latino, seniors, straight and gay. We teach the public your company creed making the buyer save a bundle buying a home with your help with lower agent fees. Your company is too good to only be helping the black community sir. Here is the heart of your new image." Terry took out a panel and held it up. It was a photo of a typical white family with children in front of a beautiful home the caption read: 'Serving All the People: Black Real Estate.'

"I'm very impressed with your approach. Our listings can go sky high."

"You don't change your legal name; we only drop off the word network from the ads."

"What do we do about other brokers we buy homes from?"

"You make it a company policy they have to accept half of 4% commission or they don't get the sale. We advertise "Take off 2% and Buy It". The other agents get to make a sale, the buyer wins, and the seller wins. The 2% becomes a new bargaining chip on the table. It will stimulate sales significantly. Most of the public is unaware of your 4% fee. I want to change that."

"I like it. What will it cost me to make it happen?"

"You hire Kinnetik for one year; for a creative fee of $5 million in advance. We can get you prime air time for your TV spots at a bulk rate discount. Your media cost is extra and you pay as we go. Your $5 million pays us to redo your company website, create billboards, magazine and newspaper ads, new company signs designed, and the creation of 12 TV spots to be rotated on the air so we don't overdo the same spot too many times."

"Who pays the actors, the filming, all of that?"

"We do; it's part of our fee from you in advance. You of course can approve every ad and spot in advance of showing."

"Mr. Keller, you have a new client."

********************

"Why won't you let me blow you Angel?" Michael whined.

"I’m mad at you for calling Mel. I told you not to touch my phone. I have to go get some printer paper; I'll be back in a while." Angel left the apartment to go to the store. Michael was fuming and hated to be rejected. He was scared to death having to serve a year in county jail and afraid he would be raped again. He didn't want to be labeled a sex offender. Michael had a plan.

Twenty minutes later Angel returned to find the apartment very quiet.

"Michael?" Angel walked around to find the man gone. He checked his room and saw Michael's clothes were gone. He saw Michael's apartment key on his dresser on top of a note.

Angel,

Nobody loves me or wants me. I'm getting out of your hair. I won't bother anybody again. I’m going to live on Church Street in Canada. Don't come for me. I'll never go to the USA again. Good luck kid.

Michael

"FUCK!" Angel ran to his room and looked under his bottom dresser drawer. Michael found the hidden cash and took it all:  over $4400. Angel took out his cell phone and called Brian.

"What's up Angel?"

"Michael ran away Brian. He stole all the cash I hid in my room. He left a note saying he's going to Church Street in Canada to live forever."

"Why am I not surprised?  Pack up; I’m bringing you back to Pittsburgh. Do you have a Western Union office nearby?"

"The supermarket two blocks away has one."

"I’m going to wire you $200 cash. I’m also getting you a flight home tonight. Get the money and call me for the flight details. You can hire a cab to the airport. Turn in your keys to the apartment manager."

"What about Michael?"

"His adventure has just begun Angel."

Michael got off the bus at the border and walked over carrying all his clothes wrapped up tight in a sheet. At the Canadian Customs office just over the border in Canada they stopped him to inspect his possessions for contraband.

"May I see some ID sir?" Michael pulled out his driver's license and handed it to the officer.

"What is your purpose for going to Canada today Mr. Novotny?"

"I’m visiting a friend in Toronto." The agent searched Michael's possessions. Then he ran Michael's ID number in his computer. INTERPOL showed him to be out on bail pending sentencing for attempted rape in Pittsburgh. Michael was restricted from leaving the state. There was a blue warrant for him outside of Pennsylvania on file. The agent called for backup and two more officers walked up.

 "Michael Novotny, you are hereby returned to U.S. Authorities for the federal crimes of BAIL JUMPING - title 18 USC 3146, and International Flight from Prosecution; title 18, USC 1073. Place your hands on your head." Michael did as he was told and the officer handcuffed him. They then walked him to the United State's Customs Office and handed him over to American law enforcement.

********************

"Brian Kinney"

 "Brian, this is Thomas Springfield. Michael Novotny was just arrested at the Canadian border for the federal crimes of bail jumping and international flight from prosecution."

 "What's he facing now Tom?"

"Both crimes are based on the original crimes. Attempted Rape has a maximum sentence of 10 years. Therefore; each federal crime will be for 10 years each in a federal pen. Usually they stack the sentences and he has to serve 85% of his federal sentences or in this case 17 years. After serving his federal time he goes to county jail in Pittsburgh for the one year sentence already agreed to. If you hire me I might get his federal sentence cut in half but that's all I can get them to do."

"I'm not wasting another dime on him. Let him go down hard."

"Very good Brian; good night."

"What was that about Brian?"

"Michael was arrested at the border to Canada. He now gets to go to federal prison for 17 years before doing his year in county."

"Michael has to be the most stupid man I've ever met. He's going to be in his 50s before he gets out now."

"The lawyer said he could reduce his federal time to 8.5 years but I say fuck him. Now he really gets to pay for all the grief he caused."

"Let me change the mood. Our wedding on March 12th, is just over 3 months; we don't need condoms on our wedding night if we test negative Brian."

"You sure know how to make me happy Sunshine."

********************

"How are your sales going Hunter?"

"I have over $7,000 in my PayPal account now. I'm withdrawing it to pay you for the car and insurance. I still got tons of comics to sell." Ben's cell phone rang.

"Hello Brian."

 "Ben, Michael took off and got arrested trying to go to Canada to live on Church Street. He's going to do 17 years federal time before coming to Pittsburgh and serving his year here now."

"I don't know anyone named Michael, Brian. Thanks for letting me know."

"You're welcome; I'm calling Debbie now."

 "Don't bother Brian, she doesn't care about him. Don't bring it up."

"OK, talk to you later."

 "Good night Brian." Ben told Hunter what the call was about.

"Michael is such an idiot Ben. What did you ever see in him?"

"I wonder about that myself Hunter. I was lonely; living with HIV, and he was fun to be with. Its history now; just you and me son."

"We're better off without him Ben. Besides; his heart was always for Brian; not you."

 ********************

"Brian, Terry just got in and wants to see you."

"Send him in Cynthia." A smiling Terry walked into Brian's office and handed him a check made out to Kinnetik for $5 million.

"I hope you washed your ass before I kiss it." Brian said smiling.

"I wave on the kiss. The contract is only for one year too. They loved my concept and campaign."

"Take the check to Ted and the contract to legal and spend your time developing your ads. Let's jump on this and get them results for their money fast.  You're now $500,000 richer and your salary is going up to $50,000 a year; very well done Terry."

"Thank you Brian; I felt good about this account. They had no idea the potential for their company to grow with until I pitched them."

"Where are you and David staying now?"

"We rented a hotel room at the Liberty Inn."

"I have a nice loft on Tremont Street. Go move into it. It's very nice."

"What do you want for it?"

 "No charge; just be there and keep it safe."

"Thanks, I was going to take this bonus and buy a townhouse or something."

"I might sell you the loft if you promise to sell it back to me later if you leave it."

"Deal; I have no doubt if it's your loft it's going to be something sweet."

 ********************

"Guys, I want you to select a comic book series you like and work up ads for each one going in tween and teenage rags.  Here's the box of comics. Tim, Gary, come to my office please." Justin said to his art department. The artists followed him into his office and Justin closed the door.

"Your assignment is top secret. Nobody can see your work on this. Here is a copy of the new Spiderman 5 movie. You will take it and create trailers and TV spots for it. Gary, I selected you for your ideas and Tim, I know you're a wiz at video production and editing. Don’t copy this DVD or let anyone else see it. It's a federal crime to do that and you could go to prison and Kinnetik can be fined millions of dollars. Lock yourselves in the video room when you work on it and bring me the clips and DVD everyday when you're done with it. Tim, if I'm not here you're responsible for locking up the video data."

"Ok Justin; how much time do we have to get the project done?"

"They gave me 4 months but I want it finished in 1 month. We're going to exceed all expectations Marvel has for our company. I want their business for a very long time."

 ********************

"Jerry, Anheuser Busch III is here to see you."

 "Send him in Martha." Jerry Griffin asked for his best friend to come see him today. Anheuser was the CEO of Budweiser and several other companies and brands of drinks with billions in sales annually.

"Jerry, how are you doing?"

"Great Busch; I have something to show you." Jerry showed Anheuser his new website for Marvel Comics.

"That's fucking incredible Jerry. Who did this?"

 "I hired a PR company based in Pittsburgh called Kinnetik. They are not like any other agency. They have the most outstanding ideas for national advertising. They increased sales for Leo Brown 67% last year. You mentioned to me wanting a new image for your company. I think you should hire them. I'm giving them all my business now. When does your present PR contract run out?"

 "In three months; I’m glad you brought them to my attention. I know one of the Brown Athletics' ads is up for a CLEO award this year. Who owns Kinnetik?"

 "Brian Kinney and Justin Taylor; they're lovers and very talented with amazing vision."

 "Do you have their card?"

 "Yes, but do me a favor and give your account to Justin. You'll be glad you did. He's the director of the art department and assistant CEO of the company. What's your advertising budget for next cycle?"

 "$500 million plus media. If they do me good work, I'll tell Bill Ford Jr. about them too."

"Is Ford Motor Company looking to change their image?"

 "Yeah, for national and international sales; Bill's PR contract runs out in six months. Why do you want me to give the account to Justin?"

 "He's someone I care for very much Busch."

 ********************

Chris Hobbs got out of his car and walked to the back door of his house. He lived alone now since his latest girlfriend left him for being abusive to her. Two men approached him.

 "Chris Hobbs?"

"That's me. What do you want?" One of the men grabbed him and the other one had a baseball bat behind him. The man swung and hit Chris up the side of his head hard. Chris fell to the ground unconscious and bleeding.

 "Revenge" The man said as they walked away.

 ******************** 

 "Brian, two detectives with the Pittsburgh Police wish to see you." Cynthia said on the intercom.

 "Send them in." Two men wearing suits walked into Brian's office.

 "Hello officers; how may I help you?"

 "Is Justin Taylor here?"

"Yes he is."

"Please bring him here for our interview." Brian went to the intercom.

"Justin, come to my office."

"I'll be right there Brian." A minute later Justin walked in.

 "We're detectives Hook and London; where were you both last night, between the hours of 8 and 10 Pm?"

"We were at home in West Virginia. What's this about officer?"

 "Was anyone else with you?"

 "My four year old son Gus, our roommate attorney Melanie Marcus and her daughter."

"Mr. Taylor, were you assaulted by Chris Hobbs back in 2001 at your prom?"

"Yes, that was me."

"And Mr. Kinney, are you in a relationship with Mr. Taylor?"

"Yes I am."

"Last night between 8 and 10, Mr. Hobbs was struck in the head by a blunt object. He's in a coma now at Pittsburgh General Hospital. You both have motive to hurt him."

 "Officer, if I wanted to hurt Hobbs I would have done it years ago. We put that horrible memory behind us. We want nothing to do with Hobbs."

"You're telling me you had nothing to do with him being attacked last night?"

"That's correct. We haven't heard anything about Hobbs for years." Brian said.

 "Would both of you be willing to take a lie detector test?" Brian looked at Justin who nodded his head.

"Will you only question us about Hobbs?"

"Yes"

"Then we'll do it with my attorney present. We had nothing to do with this and I won't let you pin this crime on us." Brian said staring at the detective. The cop had enough experience to know Brian was telling him the truth.

 "We had to check you guys out first. The prior attack on Justin Taylor established a possible strong motive."

 "I forgave Chris years ago for hurting me officer and forgot about it." Justin said.

"Thank you for your cooperation gentlemen."

"Do you want the lie detector tests?"

"You just past it; have a good day." The detectives left the office.

"Fuck Brian; I wonder who hit Hobbs?"

"I have no idea. Do we give a fuck Justin?"

The detective listened to them through the crack in the open door and smiled.

"Justin, Angel's here to see you."

"I'll be right there Cynthia." Justin walked to the entrance to see Angel standing there smiling.

"Heah dude; where did you stay last night?"

"Brian put me up in this fancy hotel downtown; room service and all."

"Well today I’m going to help you get set up. First we see our accountant Ted to sign you up then you and me are going shopping for an apartment. Do you have a driver's license?"

"Yeah"

"I’m going to co-sign to get you a car. You need to use some of your 5 grand from us for the down payment."

"Sweet! I want a Mustang." Justin grinned and led Angel to Ted's office.

"Ted, meet Alvin Jones, but he goes by Angel. Put him on full time as an artist apprentice starting at $10 an hour. Give him medical, dental, eye care, and tuition benefits. Angel, you get a retirement plan when you make artist here. Ted it's a condition of his employment he goes to school."

"Let me see your ID Angel." Ted said. The teenager handed it to Ted. The accountant entered it into his data base for employees. Ted served as CFO and human resources for Kinnetik. The printer spit out the forms.

"I need your signatures Angel. I'll update your address when you have one."

"OK" Angel signed the forms.

"Let's go tell Brian we're leaving to get your life together." Justin led Angel to Brian's office. Justin stuck his head in the door.

"Busy?"

"Not really." Justin walked in with Angel.

"Angel is signed up for employment. I'm taking him now to get an apartment and a car."

"Do you need the five grand now?"

"You can give it to me later; I'll cover it Brian."

"The Liberty Inn will give him a discount for being with Kinnetik and it's close to the diner. The units are nice and furnished with a TV and phone."

"Sounds like a plan." Justin said.

"Thank you Mr. Kinney for hiring me and helping me. I'm sorry about Michael. I did my best but I couldn't watch him 24/7."

"You did your job; that's all I ask of you. Michael's history; forget him."

"OK" Justin and Angel left the building to go rent his room and buy a car. Brian made a phone call.

"Liberty Inn"

"This is Brian Kinney with Kinnetik, a new employee Alvin Jones will be renting a room from you today.  Charge him 40% and send me the bill for the other 60%. Don't let him now we're doing this. Tell him it's his employee discount."

"Will do Brian; thanks for the business."

 ********************

 "Mr. Hobbs, we have to do surgery now. Chris has internal bleeding and swelling that must be stopped."

"What are his chances for recovery?"

"Brain injuries are difficult to predict. We won't know the extent of the damage until we stabilize him and he wakes up. He could have no permanent damage or possible loss of motor control of his right side. His vision could be affected too. He could suffer headaches and other neurological symptoms. Only time will tell sir."

"Do all you can to save my only son."

"I certainly will Mr. Hobbs."

********************

"Jerry Griffin"

"We delivered the package for you."

"Did you deliver it as instructed?"

"Yeah, I put it right where you told me to."

"Thanks for your help."

"Glad to be of service." Jerry hung up his cell phone and went back to modifying the Rage script with the new developments.

 ********************

"Carol; you called the police twice for Chris Hobbs attacking you. We can get you a deal if you tell us who attacked Chris for you. Otherwise you're going to get charged with attempted murder." The detective told the frightened young girl who moved out of Chris Hobb's house three nights before he was attacked.

"How many times do I have to tell you I had nothing to do with Chris getting hurt? Ask Justin Taylor what happened. Chris attacked him with a baseball bat at the prom."

"We already cleared Mr. Taylor of this crime. You're my primary suspect with the most motive. I can promise you probation if you tell us who did it."

"I have no idea who did it. This is pointless. Do you have anything to hold me with?"

"Not yet, but don't leave town."

"You can take your stupid questions to my father's lawyer." Carol got up and left the room. The detective knew he was at a dead end now.

 ********************

"I got a great 2001 Mustang, 6 cylinder automatic with leather seats and only 41,000 miles."

"What do you want for it?"

"Just $6995 today; would you like to see it?"

"Sure!" Angel said to the salesman at the used car lot. Justin, Angel and the man walked onto the lot to the waiting black Mustang with custom chrome wheels. It was in cherry condition.

"It's got good cold air and the heaters hot. The stereo's Pioneer with a power amp in the trunk and a woofer speaker in the back seat's real panel." Angel jumped into the driver's seat and started the engine. "Take her for a spin." Justin climbed in the passenger side and they took off down the road.

"It this the car you want Angel?"

"It's perfect Justin." Angel turned on the radio and checked out the sound system.

"Get on the freeway and let's see how she handles." Justin said. They drove onto the highway. "Try to set the speed control. You need that so you don't get speeding tickets."

"It works perfectly Justin."

"Let's head back and buy it then." Angel took the exit and returned to the car lot.

"I'll take it." Angel told the man; next he filled out the credit application. The man ran his credit.

"Sorry kid, no credit history and a new job."

"I’m putting 3 thousand down."

"You need a co-signer anyway."

"Give me a piece of paper." Justin said. He wrote down his name and social security number. "I'm the co-signer. Run my credit now." The man ran Justin's credit and it came back with a FICO score of 842. It showed Justin was a multi-millionaire.

"You get the car kid." Justin pulled out his check book and wrote the check for $3,000 down.

 ********************

 "Kinnetik; how may I help you?"

"Justin Taylor please."

"Justin's not in the office at the moment; can I take a message?"

"This is Anheuser Busch III, have Justin call me at his convenience at 857-522-2000."

"I'll let him know right away sir that you called." Cynthia said realizing this was big.

"Thank you." Anheuser hung up his cell phone. Cynthia called Justin's phone.

"Hello"

"Justin, Anheuser Busch III just called here for you. He left his number."

"Busch as in Budweiser Beer?"

"I believe so Justin."

"Fuck! Give me the number."

"857-522-2000"

"Thanks Cynthia." The car salesman over heard the conversation. He was more than impressed. Justin placed the call.

"Busch here"

"Justin Taylor"

"Justin, Jerry Griffin has impressed upon me the outstanding quality of your PR ideas. I wish to consider hiring you for my companies."

"We'd be delighted to help you Anheuser. I love Budweiser personally. Would you like for me to fly to you and discuss the possibilities?"

"I'd prefer to see your company and people. I'll take my jet and be there tomorrow."

"If you stay overnight I'd like to put you up in our company suite at the Hilton."

"Thanks for the offer but my wife will have my ass if I go out of town without her. Is eleven in the morning good for you?"

"It sure is; see you tomorrow at 11 sir."

"Great; good day." Mr. Busch closed his phone.

"What was that Justin?"

"Budweiser wants to hire us."

"Cool"

"What kind of interest are you charging Alvin today for this loan?"

"Usually we get 37% for lot financing. But with your credit we got a bank loan for 5.5% simple."

"That'll be acceptable."

 ********************

 "Are you sure Anheuser Busch III called Justin?"

"Yes Brian and Justin has called him back by now." Brian pulled out his cell phone and hit one on the speed dial.

"Heah hot stuff."

"Justin did Anheuser Busch III of Budweiser call you?"

 "Yeah, he's flying in tomorrow morning at eleven to meet me. Jerry Griffin hooked me up."

"FUCK! Do you have a clue how big their account could be?"

"I have a feeling you're about to tell me."

"Hundreds of millions of dollars each year Justin; we would need at least twice the staff and office space if not more."

"Well you better call Mom then; I have a feeling it's a slam dunk client."

 "She's my next call; way to go top gun."

"Brian, I'm as shocked as you are. Can we do an account that large?"

"We can do anything Sunshine; later."

 "Later; we have to put good karma on this deal tonight."

"I plan on it." Brian hung up his phone and then called Jennifer.

"Century 21"

"Brian Kinney for Jennifer Taylor."

"One moment sir."

"Hello Brian"

 "Mother Taylor; if your son lands an account tomorrow we're going to need three times the office space we currently have."

"I have a listing for the entire 46th floor of the U.S. Steel building downtown for $35,000 a month."

"Can I see it now?"

"Sure, meet me there in twenty minutes Brian."

"Thank you Jennifer." Brian hung up the phone and called Ted to his office.

 ********************

 Justin withdrew $500 from the ATM machine and gave the cash to Angel.

 "Ill give you the rest of your money tomorrow. Angel, we're going to deduct your car insurance from your paycheck. I got you a policy with my agent. Follow me now to the Gay Youth Center."

 "Ok Justin." They drove across town and entered the center.

 "Hi boys; what can we do for you."

 "Angel here wishes to sign up for your GED classes."

 "Excellent; they meet every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday night at 7 PM. The text book is $35. The course is free and tutoring is available for a fee." Justin handed the boy his card.

"Set him up with all the tutoring he needs and send the bill to Kinnetik."

 "OK, Angel, please fill out this form for me. You can start tonight."

 ********************

 "The last tenant left it in perfect shape. All the cubicles and phone lines are still here. Its move in ready right now. There are over 40,000 square feet on this floor. You could have over 100 employees in here and not be crowded."

"How is the parking?"

"The building's 27% vacant and there's plenty of parking. This recession has put a major hit on the leasing market. This was leasing for $75,000 a month. The owners are desperate Brian."

"Can you hold it for me for a few days?"

"I'll lock it up pending contract review. Nobody else can lease it until I remove the hold."

"Do it."

********************

"Stanford Professional Staffing"

"This is Ted Schmitt with Kinnetik Advertising. I need resumes of anyone local and ready to work with human resource management experience."

"You're in luck sir; we have several highly qualified people available now. I'll send you their information by courier service at once."

 "Thank you; and you might compile a list of graphic artists, marketing degreed people, and I'll need two accountants. I only need the HR director first."

"I'll get right on it sir."

"Thank you."

********************

Justin placed his legs on Brian's shoulders. The brunette grabbed the lube and prepared his blond lover for anal intercourse. Justin smiled as he felt his lover's finger inside him making him ready.

"Quit moving your perfect ass Justin; save it for when I'm in you."

"It feels so good Bri." Certain that Justin was ready Brian placed on the condom and lubed up his cock with a very liberal amount of the water based lubricant.

"Justin, if you land this account; you'll earn more in your first month than I've earned all my life."

"Shut up and fuck me." Brian grinned and slowly drove his thick nine inch cock deep into the boy's perfect hairless bubble butt. "Yeah! Go for it Brian; I'm ready." Justin raised his ass to emphasize the point. Brian began to move in and out of the hot, tight, velvety gripping vise of Justin's love tunnel. Brian thought of the day he would be able to feel inside Justin without a condom on.  Hazel eyes stared into sky blue eyes as he picked up the pace making his lover give him the sunshine smile that so warmed his heart.

"Oh yeah, go Brian, fuck the shit out of me Bri……fuck……fuck……fuck…….fuck….." Justin began his chant of love to his suitor, his life partner, his soul mate, his personal stud and best friend as Brian began to pound into Justin's ass hitting his prostate with perfect accuracy. Moments later Justin shot a massive load on his chest and some of it hitting Brian. "Don't stop; I'll cum again."

"I can't hold it much longer…..ahhhhh….ahhhhh…… shit! I love you Justin!" Brian rammed into the boy's body and shot a huge load filling the condom; he then kept on fucking Justin until he felt himself going soft. Brian pulled out and disposed the condom in the waste basket. Justin was grinning from ear to ear.

"That was wonderful Brian; thank you."

"I have this fantasy of getting fucked by my top gun at Kinnetik."

"You're in luck; I have this fantasy of fucking my boss." Justin took a condom and put it on. Brian laid down on his stomach and Justin prepared his lover for entry. Justin lubed up his sheathed cock and slowly entered Brian's body. For about four minutes Justin used every love making trick Brian taught him to be an excellent top in bed. Brian enjoyed this fuck as much as Justin did. Soon the erotic shock of pre-climax came over Justin.

"This beer's for you Anheuser Busch III and it's so good!" Justin screamed as he pounded into Brian's ass coming hard and sweating from head to toe.

"In a bedroom in Milwaukee richly furnish for the king of beers, a middle aged man saw the vision of two young men making love and toasting their sex in his name and smiled. The magic radiating off the beautiful young blond was very strong in his aura. Anheuser knew this team was perfect for his companies.

At 10:15 AM Anheuser Busch III stepped out of his Gulfstream private jet at Pittsburgh International Airport. A limo was waiting for him. He was escorted by two security men and his PA. He gave the address to the driver and relaxed as the car sped away to its destination. Once arriving at the Kinnetik building he was surprised at the exterior and the neighborhood. It wasn’t plush or attractive at all. He didn’t know what to make of it. Anheuser and he people exited the limo and entered the building.

“Anheuser Busch III here to see Justin Taylor.”

“They’re expecting you sir, this way please.” Cynthia said as she led the CEO of Anheuser Busch Companies and his PA into Brian’s office. The man was very impressed with the interior of the building and the art work on display. There were also panels of advertising done by Kinnetik he recognized on the walls. Justin walked up to Mr. Busch and extended his hand smiling.

“Good morning; I’m Justin Taylor.” They shook hands.

“Anheuser Busch, Justin; glad to make your acquaintance finally. Jerry speaks so highly of you and your partner.”

“If I may introduce Brian Kinney, my life partner and founder of Kinnetik, winner of four CLEO awards.”

“Hello Brian.” Brian warmly shook hands with the man and felt his personal power. “Call me Busch.”

“Well Busch; we’re excited to be meeting you today. How can we help you?”

“Let me get to the point; we haven’t changed our company image in several years and our PR has gotten stale.  I’m very impressed with what you’ve done for Leo Brown, Eyeconics, and Marvel so far. Who else do you have for national advertising; all media?”

“We just recently signed up the Black Real Estate Network for a bold new campaign extending their target market to all people and races.  We’re very excited about that project. We’re a young company and this building is our first; we’re soon moving into the entire 46th floor of the U.S. Steel skyscraper downtown. Business is very good.”

“You’re comfortable going for diverse target market groups?”

“Very much Busch.” Brian said with confidence.

“How are you different than other agencies doing advertising and PR?”

“Just like this building is unique, so are we. We think outside the box using the most powerful tools in advertising: edge, sex, color, art, lifestyle, genius slogans and very entertaining ads.  We strive to sell our clients’ products without the consumers knowing we’re selling to them. We reach into their subconscious minds and entice them to buy.”

“Are you staffed well enough to handle an account the size of mine?”

“Not yet, but we can be very quickly. We’re poised to expand now without your account; I’d just have to ratchet it up a couple of notches.” Brian said.

“If I might add Busch; unlike other agencies everyone at Kinnetik thinks about a campaign. My art department works on new ad ideas and concepts, competing with the ad men so we use all the talent we have to dream up the best ideas. If I may brag about my people; our results have been outstanding.” Justin said.

 “The new help will handle the smaller local accounts and our more seasoned senior staff will work on the major accounts like yours would be. We have excellent photographers, models, and access to state of the art video production equipment and genius editors.” Brian added.

“I would need results with seven TV spots and 10 ads within three months; can you produce it for me?”

“Yes” Brian said. “Is that when your present PR contract expires?”

“That’s correct Brian. How do you structure your contract?”

“What's your budget for PR?”

“500 million next cycle.”

“We would go all media, national exclusive contract for one year; unlimited production of products; and retainer up front. During that year we will do our best to get hired the next year, and the next.”

“I’m very interested in expanding into diverse market groups.”

“Unlike other agencies we have many multi-racial accounts now and the talent to service them.” Brian said.

“Jerry never steers me wrong, and my instinct says to go with you. Have your attorney prepare the contract. I have another engagement now and will return at four this afternoon to close our deal.”

“We’ll be ready Busch.” Justin told him smiling.

“Very good gentlemen; see you at four.”  Anheuser Busch III and his PA left the office; Brian and Justin looked at each other stunned knowing they were now in the big leagues without being in New York.

 ********************

“All rise; the Honorable Brent Madding presiding. Be seated.” Michael got up and after the judge sat down he did too.

“The United States of America versus Michael Novotny.” Said the clerk. The judge opened his file on Michael’s case and read the arrest report.

“Mr. Novotny; it seems you were caught with your hand in the cookie jar so to speak. You were ordered not to leave Pennsylvania and you were arrested fleeing to Canada when awaiting sentencing in Pittsburgh. You’re charged with Jumping Bail and International Flight to avoid Prosecution. Were you intending to do that Mr. Novotny?”

“Yes your honor.” The judge looked up at Michael; very rarely did a defendant admit guilt this early in the legal stages of justice. Michael’s court appointed lawyer was shocked at his admission.

“Since you have now admitted your guilt how do you plea to both counts?”

“Guilty your honor.” People in the court room whispered to each other. Other inmate laughed out loud.

“Order in the court.” Everyone got quiet. “Counsel, did you advise your client to plead not guilty today?”

“Yes your honor; however Mr. Novotny has made his own decision against the advice of counsel.”

“Mr. Novotny, do you have any mental health issues that may cause you unable to make your own decisions regarding the serious circumstances you’re facing?”

“No your honor.”

“Very well; court accepts the plea of guilty to both counts; defendant is reprimanded to federal holding without bail; sentencing is scheduled for March 11th. Next case.” The judge said. The attorney looked at what had to be the stupidest client of his career. Michael had no hope now to plea bargain a lesser sentence. Without as much as an ounce of brains, Michael laid his head on the chopping block.

********************

“Let me see; Carl’s family is from Budapest, yours are Italian, Brian is Irish, and Justin is English. I see a European theme here somehow.” Emmett said as he discussed the wedding plans with Debbie.

“Carl and I don’t care how you do it Emmett. The Catholic priest will do the service; that’s enough for me. Do an English/Irish theme for the boys. That should make it simple for you.” Debbie told him.

“I already have a good idea what Justin wants from the previous wedding plans. You could wear a traditional Budapest wedding dress; it’s like a flowery spring dress; lots of colors.”

“I’d only attract flies and bees.”

“OK, we can do the Italian tradition of you wearing a veil to protect the bride from evil spirits.”

“Can I see out it?”

“Of course Deb, it’s lace.”

“I’m ok with that but don’t go nuts with the Italian crap. It’s not that important to me. I’m just happy Carl’s marrying me. Let me and Carl look plain and let the boys shine.”

“I got Justin to agree with a partial Celtic wedding ceremony; they’ll do the same vows and all like you and Carl but they’ll put a ribbon on their hands binding them together forever.”

“That sounds very romantic Em.”

 ********************

“Where are you at Hunter; lunch’s ready.”

“My car won’t start. It could be the battery or worse. I’m at the diner; I stopped for a coke.”

“I’ll be right over and give you a jump.” Ben hung up the phone and put on his coat. Minutes later he found Hunter beside his car.

“We can’t jump it the way you’re parked. Get the tool kit from the trunk and let’s take the battery out and go get it charged up.”

“OK; Ben, this car’s a piece of junk, I’ll soon have enough for a better one anyway.”

“I still haven’t got Justin’s medical bills yet.”

“Call him Ben.” Ben took out his cell phone and found Justin’s number in the memory.

“Hi Ben”

“Justin, did you get your medical bills yet?”

“I’ve been so busy I forgot to call you. My insurance at Kinnetik covered it all. Forget about it Ben.”

“Are you sure Justin?”

“Oh course, I’m not out of pocket for a dime.”

“Well Hunter’s car is acting up and I’d like to help him get a better one.”

“The guy at Liberty Motors is good. I helped an employee buy a car there.”

“Thanks for the advice; talk to you later Justin.”

“Later Ben.” Ben then stopped Hunter from taking out the battery and he called a tow truck to take the car in for repairs.

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“How’s the comic coming Angel?”

“Good Justin; but shouldn’t I be working on a real account instead of practice?”

“I told you to pretend the owner of Marvel Comics was interested in your comic. Now I’ll admit to you he is interested for real and will see what we can create for him. My first serious art job was drawing the comic Rage.”

 “Really? I sure hope he likes it.”

 “In the back of your mind; think of ways to sell Budweiser beers to black young people.”

“OK”

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"You’re in luck Ms. Marcus; the deadline for new ads in the city’s next issue of the Yellow Pages is this week.”

“I want a half page ad; use this photo of me. Here’s the list of my specialties.”

 “What’s the title of the ad?”

“Law Office of Melanie Marcus.”

“And this is your phone number for the ad?”

“Yes, and I have an answering service 24/7.”

“I’ll design the ad and email you a proof today.”

“Sounds good.”

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“Kevin Gelden”

“Ted Schmitt, CFO of Kinnetik. You resume says you were the director of human resources for Hydronics Energy Products for 12 years.  What happened with that job Kevin?”

“The owner sold the company and the new owner let many people go including myself and gave positions to his people. Here’s a letter of recommendation from the original owner.” The well dressed man gave Ted the letter. Ted read it and it was outstanding explaining the circumstances of his end of employment exactly as Kevin described.

“I see you’re married with two children. Tell me Kevin, do you have a problem working with gay people?”

“Not at all; I have a brother who’s gay. My kids love him and we often have him and his partner over to our house for dinner and Sunday lunches.”

“It says here you minored in Marketing, and your hobby is art.”

“I love marketing but haven’t gotten a break to work in the field yet. I paint with oils and draw.”

“I see you went back to school and just got your MBA.”

“Yes, I just finished the program recently.”

“What was your salary before being let go?”

“$95,000”

“I can start you at that and you’ll obtain raises quickly here. We’re a very successful company. I’m the chief accountant and been doing the HR but we’re about to expand very rapidly it seems.”

“I’m very good in a fast pace organization and take great care in hiring the best talent I can find. I don’t rush into quick decisions; I always check out the references of potential employees. I can have a smooth running HR team set up in a matter of days.” Ted looked at the man and smiled; then he reached for his intercom.

“Brian”

“Yes Ted’

“I believe I found our man for HR director; would you like to meet him?”

“Ted, we landed Budweiser and Company; I trust your judgment so sign him up. I’ll meet him later on the job.”

“OK”

“I’m hired?”

“Welcome to Kinnetik Kevin.”

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 “How does the contract look Curtis?” Busch asked his PA and attorney.

“It’s a standard contract granting them exclusive right to represent you nationally for one year, 500 million retainer, unlimited work during that time frame, rights to reject a product and send it back for replacement, with media cost extra.”

“Any trap door clauses?”

“None for either party. This is an ironclad contract; very precise and up to par.” Busch took the contract and looked it over himself. He then took out his pen and signed it. Then he signed the second copy, then the third. Next Brian and Justin both signed for Kinnetik. Justin insisted on sharing this account with Brian and sharing the bonus equally. Busch reached into his briefcase and pulled out a cashier’s check made out to Kinnetik for $500 million dollars and handed it to Justin.

“Thank you for your business. We’re going to spend the next week getting set up at our new offices then we’ll be jumping on your account at once.” Brian said.

 “I’m covered for the next 3 months. I need your work after that.”

 “We’ll have proofs for you way in advance.” Brian told the powerful man. Everyone shook hands.

“Now that we got that settled I need to get home before dinner.”

“Come back and see us soon; or we can go to you at anytime Busch.” Justin said smiling. Busch was charmed by the very young businessman and artist. He could feel great talent radiating from his being.

 “Good day men.” Busch and his PA left to enter their limo and head to the airport. Brian went to the bar and made drinks for Justin and himself.

“What can I do for you Justin?”

“Ted, do you know the stock value in a dollar amount for the 50% share of Kinnetik, Brian gave to me?”

“Yes; however it’s gone up significantly since we gained these new accounts.”

“How much is it?”

“A little over 28 million Justin.”

“If I don’t take the draw from my share of the Busch bonus, and leave it in the company, do I avoid taxes?”

“Yes”

“OK, I want you to apply my 25 million to the stock I got, and take out the remaining amount from my portfolio and pay the company for my stock.”

“Justin, you already own the stock; this will hit your estate balance hard.”

“I want to own my half fair and square. I appreciate Brian giving it to me but now I want to invest in the company and put back in the stock’s value at the time I obtained it.”

“I do see tax advantages for you doing it this way Justin. I’ll take care of it now. Brian will see it when he reviews the budget.”

“Tell him I ordered you to do it this way. I’ll take care of Brian.”

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All of the department heads were in a meeting in the conference room.

“Listen up everyone.” Brian said. “We landed a 500 million dollar contract for Busch Industries such as Budweiser, Michelob beer, etc. Add to that the Marvel Entertainment account we are rapidly expanding the company. I’ve leased the 46th floor of the U.S. Steel building downtown. Over the next two days stop working on your projects and pack up for the move. Monday morning the moving company will get here. You’ll come to work to help organize the move and set up at the new location.  We’ll be hiring and soon have three times the staff we have now. New people will work on local and smaller existing accounts. Existing staff will work on the whale accounts. There’s a major emphasis on diversity marketing. If you believe you know someone with talent who could add to our organization let us know.  Let me introduce you to Kevin Gelden, our new director of human resources.” Kevin stood up and looked at the group. “Say a few words Kevin.”

“Besides preparing for a blitz of hiring new people, my job requires me to review your files and get to know all of you. I must say this is a very talented group and I’m honored to be on this team. Finding new people of your caliber will be a daunting task. Working with Justin, we organized the new location into separate departments. I have copies of the floor plan for each of you to take today. Each department head is responsible for organizing the offices and staff in your group at the new location.  I have an open door policy and I encourage each of you to tell your people to see me with any problems or concerns HR related. Thank you.” Kevin than sat down. Justin stood up next.

“I planned for your existing furniture to be used at the new location. Once you’re settled in we’ll order more furniture and equipment as needed to fill our new space in anticipation of new members. We expect to have a company of 112 people when we’re fully staffed.” Justin sat down. Brian got up.

“Boxes are being delivered this afternoon. Any questions?” Nobody spoke up. “Then get ready for our new digs gang. There’ll be plenty of underground parking for us at that location. After work today I would like all of you to join me and Justin for a tour of the new offices. That’s all for now.” Brian ended the meeting and everyone went to get ready for the changes.

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“Terry, come to my office.”

“Be right there Brian.” The attractive gay black ad man walked into Brian’s office.

“I know David’s going to school full time but I would like to hire him part time as a model.”

“That’s great Brian; do you want him for the Martinez Restaurant chain?”

“Hell no; I want to use him for Budweiser ads nationwide. He’ll be the face of Latino beer drinkers, straight and gay.”

“Do you have a slogan for his picture yet?” Terry asked his boss.

“Taste Me”

 ********************

Two weeks later…..

“Officer, do you have a clue who would hurt my son?”

“Mr. Hobbs, I’ve eliminated Justin Taylor and Chris’s old girlfriend to my satisfaction. Until Chris comes out of this coma and can tell us who attacked him; we’re at a dead end right now. What does the doctor say?”

“He’s being removed from the coma inducing medication this afternoon. There is no more swelling of the brain so he feels it’s safe to wake Chris up now.”

“I’ll go to the hospital tonight and see if he has any important information for me with your approval.”

“Certainly; if Chris is up to it of course.”

********************

“I need orders for staff members from every department head. How many, what qualifications, and any other special requirements you have. I’ll conduct my search state wide for new talent and relocate people who are promising for us.” Kevin told the department heads in the board meeting. “Let me introduce to you George Smith; he’s now in charge of purchasing and supplies.” George stood up and waved at the group.

“I’ll operate on a standard purchase order method. Just send me an order what you want and a detail description if needed. If you prefer a certain brand or supplier let me know. Thank you.” George said his piece and sat down. Brian stood up next.

“We’re sitting on a mountain of money people. Buy what you need to create the best ad agency in America. As long as your department produces results I’m not counting pennies here. Keep your expense budgets within government tax guidelines however.” Brian sat down. “I will add to this meeting that once we accomplished the first wave of ads for our two whale clients; I’m authorizing 10% wage increases companywide for all employees. I’m not against sharing the wealth. Remarkable talent will get more. That’s all for now.” Brian ended the meeting and everyone went to work.

 ********************

“Terry, if I’m reading this contract correctly; I’m being paid $5,000 for a two day photo shoot. And if Budweiser chooses me for their advertising I get a national model release fee of $50,000 for six months?”

“That’s right babe; you’ll make in six months what’s my salary is in a year. And that’s just for now. If your face sells beer like we think it will your next retainer will be much more.”

“I’ll do it. This sounds like a lot of fun too. Are we going to buy this loft? I love it here Terry. The kitchen’s perfect and there’s so much space and height to the room.”

“We could get something better you know.”

“It’s only the two of us; we don’t need more space Terry. I love this place.”

“I’ll let Brian know we want it then. Heah, I always wanted to fuck a model.”

“What are you waiting for stud?” David stared at his handsome black lover with his cat like blue eyes. He began to remove his shirt exposing his cream colored multi-racial skin. His father was Mexican and his mother white with blue eyes. David had a perfect peach soft complexion with pronounced cheek and jaw bones. His ears were attractive and flat. His hair silky shiny solid black and long. Terry got undressed and soon sported a 13 inch hard cock; David stared at his lover looking forward to being fucked by this beautiful man again. They went to the elevated bed and laid down. Terry prepared his twink boy for sex and soon mounted him driving his love pole deep inside the boy’s eager body.

David moaned loud as the giant black pole took him completely. The fullness rewarding him like only a bottom boy can truly understand and appreciate. Although they were only lovers for a few months they were well practiced loving each other and quickly began their personal rhythm of love making. David raised his ample round hot cream colored cheeks matching the penetrations of Terry’s massive rod. David could feel the heat and every vein on Terry’s cock since they recently stopped using condoms. Terry was overtaken by the joy of being inside his beautiful lover and the pounding of bodies could be heard echoing all over the loft. Approaching climax Terry began to hammer inside his lover until spilling his seed in an erotic bliss of an eruption in love.

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“Gran Ma Debbie; I don’t want Daddy and Jussin to marry.” Debbie looked at the little boy and wondered. Carl was in the living room and heard it too. He got up and joined them at the kitchen table.

“Why is that dear?”

“After mommy and momma got married they started fighting and later mommy started to hurt me.” Carl and Debbie looked at each other.

“Gus, have you ever seen your Daddy and Justin fight with each other?” Carl asked him.

“No”

“And I bet they never hurt you; right?”

“No Gran Pa Carl.”

“Most of the time, when two people get married they love each other more and get along better. I’m going to marry Grand Ma Debbie too. I promise you Gus, we won’t act like your mommies did. Your daddies won’t act like they did. It’ll be different Gus.”

“Are you sure Gran Pa? I don’t want to be hurt again.”

“I’m pretty smart about people Gus, and I’m very sure everybody will be the same after we marry each other. We’re going to love and protect you very much.” Carl told the boy.

“Gran Ma Debbie; can I live with you if my daddies start fighting?”

“Sure sweetheart; but it’s not going to come to that. Your daddies aren’t like your mommies. They don’t fight like your mommies did.”

“Ok, they don’t come in my room at night and tickle me either.”

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“Novotny, you have an appointment; turn around for handcuffs.” Michael got off his bunk and stood up so the officer could handcuff him. He was led to a room with a man sitting there with a laptop computer. Michael was seated across from him.

“Mr. Novotny, I’m Ed Carroll, with the federal probation department. The judge has ordered me to do an evaluation of you prior to sentencing. I’ve reviewed your file. You had no criminal history except for the current charges. You’re not a career criminal. You were only facing one year in county jail. Now you’re facing an additional 17 years of federal time for flight and bail jumping. With all due respect to Dr. Phil, what were you thinking?”

“I made a terrible mistake that cost me my lover, my son and daughter, my mom, my friends, my business, and now my good name.  I wasn’t running away from sentencing as much as I was running away from my mistakes. I’m so ashamed of myself now. I’m a broken man with nothing to live for. Everybody has dumped me; including my own mother who I was very close to. As a registered sex offender nobody will hire me. I’d rather you lock me up and throw away the key. It’s better than living under a bridge in the winter time like the ones I’ve seen on TV.”

“Do you feel you have been wrongly accused?”

“No, I did the crimes against me. I don’t think about my actions but I don’t want to hurt other people; I’m kind of trying to hurt myself. I want to self-destruct now.”

“Is that why you pleaded guilty at your arrangement hearing?”

“Yeah, just put me away for a very long time. I don’t deserve to be free again.”

“Do you have thoughts of ending your life?”

“Yeah, but I’m a coward. I’m too scared to act on them; so far.”

“Do you have trouble sleeping at night?”

“Yes”

“Do you have nightmares?”

“Yes”

“Do you hear voices or have hallucinations?”

“Yeah, but there’s nothing I can do about it. I dream of my uncle Vic whose dead telling he how bad I messed up; how I’ve thrown my life away.”

“I’m ordering a mental evaluation for you and possible medication. The judge was impressed with you accepting responsibility for your crimes in court. We rarely see that with a defendant.”

“I was also afraid to go back to the county jail.”

“Why is that?”

“I got gang raped my first day there. They broke my tooth.” Michael showed the man his broken front tooth. “I’m afraid it’ll happen again so I was running away to Canada not wanting to get raped again. It hurt badly.”

“Go back to your room now and try to relax. I’ll see what I can do for you.”

“I’m not worth it really.”

“I will be the judge of that Michael.”

Very slowly Chris Hobbs opened his eyes; the first thing he saw was the face of his mother staring at him smiling.

“How do you feel darling?”

“Tired; how long have I been asleep?”

 “Three weeks there about.” Mr. Hobbs walked up and looked at his son. Beside him was detective London.

“Chris, do you remember what happened to you?”

“I got home just after dark; I stopped to eat dinner at a Chinese joint first and had two beers at the club. Two men approached me as I was about to open my back door. One called out: “Chris Hobbs?” I said “Yeah; what do you want?” Then one of the men grabbed me from behind and the other one had a baseball bat behind him. He swung the bat hitting me in the head. That’s all I remember until waking up now.”

“I’m detective London with the Pittsburgh Police department. Have you ever seen these men before?”

“No”

“Did they say why they were attacking you?”

“No”

“Can you think of anyone who would want to hurt you Chris?”

“Maybe those queers Justin Taylor and his rich boyfriend.”

“I’ve eliminated them being involved. What about your ex-girlfriend?”

“We had our fights but I don’t see her doing this to me.” The doctor walked into the room.

 “Hello Mr. Hobbs; let me examine you.” The doctor took out a pen light and looked at Chris’s eyes. They were equal and responded to light. “Squeeze my fingers.” Chris tried to do as he was told but his right hand was none responsive.

“I can’t close my hand doctor.” Chris said starting to panic.

“Therapy will help with that. Push on my hands with your feet.” Chris passed the motor control test of his feet and had feeling there. “Close each eye and tell me what you see.” Chris obeyed the doctor.

“I see ok with each eye.”

“It appears the only thing affected is your right hand.”

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“And that’s why Gus doesn’t want his daddies to get married.” Debbie finished telling the story how last week Gus was afraid of the marriage of his daddies to Justin.

“I’ll talk to Brian and we can be sure to never fight in front of Gus. I’m glad you told me this Deb.”

“He also talked about his mommy coming into his room at night and tickling him. He said he’s glad his daddies don’t do that to him.”

“He’s thinking about the sexual abuse then. I might want to reconsider getting him some professional help.” Justin pondered the situation. “Did he say anything else?”

“That was all Sunshine; almost word for word.”

“OK; so you and Emmett are going to Britin tomorrow?”

“We’ll be there before you go to work. We have to start decorating for the Christmas party. I’ll babysit the kids at the house until you get home. Emmett’s taking the decorations to your house today and buying more.”

 “It’s nice to have a party planner in our crazy little family.” Justin smiled at her.

“How’s the new office coming along?”

“It’s fabulous Deb; loads of room and very nice. The downtown view is outstanding. You have to come see it soon.”

“I’d like that.” Justin left the kitchen and went to Gus and Carl in the living room.

“Put your coat on Gus; we’re going home now.”

“Ok Jussin.”

 ********************

 “How is the art department shaping up Justin?” Brian asked his lover as they were having after dinner drinks at home while Gus was watching TV in the media room.

“I’m almost fully staffed Brian. I’ve hired graphic artists, free hand artists, Photo Shop specialists, and video pros. Everybody's neck deep in work and loving it.”

“How is Angel working out?”

“Great; he drew a great design for the black hair salons. He’s finishing the first black comic super hero’s first issue and helping with the diversity marketing brainstorming.”

“Your ads raised the sales for Taylor Electronics by 81% since we started them.”

“Dad always was a good salesman on the floor but not much of a businessman despite his ivy league business degree.”

“You have to put bait on your hook to catch the fish; you have to advertise.” Brian said.

“The contractor started the pool room today and the painters finished up. Have you noticed the difference Brian?”

“Frankly, I haven’t even looked at it. Did they do a good job?”

“Their work is excellent; I’m letting them paint the stables next.”

“After that let them remodel inside and out the old Kinnetik building so I can sell it.”

“Good; they need the work. Brian, I want to get a housekeeper/cook or house boy. Soon Mel will be too busy with her law practice to come home and cook every night.”

“We have to find someone we trust with the kids and the kids like that person. Do you prefer a man or woman?”

“For the kids a woman, for the yard work a man.”

“So we need an Emmett who can babysit and cook they the next minute ride a lawn mower around the yard and clean the pool daily.”

“Do we want someone to be living in? They can stay in the pool house.”

“It might be a good idea Brian. We have the room here for another person or a couple.”

“I still want Debbie to babysit for us.”

 “I agree; Gus needs his Grand Ma and Grand Pa.” Then Justin told Brian what Gus said about his mommies fighting and him not wanting them to get married.

 “We make it a rule never to fight in front of our son.” Brian said.

“Agreed; you might as well make it a rule to never fight me Brian. I’m going to win.” Justin said smiling.

“Twat”

“Chicken Hawk”

“Dizzy Blond”

“You win; this drink has me dizzy.”

See; you don’t always win.”

“Love spats don’t count; I pick my battles wisely; you’ll see.” Justin kissed Brian to soften the sting of his words.

“The house looks nice with all your art from the office here.” Brian changed the subject.

“I still kept two paintings at the Kinnetik entrance waiting area. I want to decorate the new offices with our ads and such. I think it’s more professional.” Justin saw Brian’s face change. “A penny for your thoughts.”

“I was thinking about Gus and Lindsay. Should we get him help now?”

“I think it won’t hurt; he’s willing to talk about it; I was deciding on a man or a woman specialist.”

“Get a man; not a mother figure under these circumstances Justin.”

“OK, but I don’t think it matters to Gus; he talks to Debbie about it.”

“Perhaps; another drink?”

“Just a small one.” Mel walked into the room carrying some blueprints.

 “Here is the plans for the house. And I have a bid from a general contractor I found highly recommended.” Mel laid down the prints and Justin looked at them as Brian made drinks for Justin and Melanie.

“I like the open living room and dining room combined. That’s going to be a huge room.” Justin said.

“It has an accordion partition for closing off the dining room.”

“What does the contractor want for the job?” Brian wondered.

“$257,450” Mel said. “That includes everything. He can be done in three months if the weather’s good.”

“Where do I sign?”

 “Right here on page seven. He needs a $150,000 deposit with the signed contract.”

 “Justin, would you get my check book from my brief case in the office?”

“Sure” Justin took a sip and sat down his drink on the coaster and left the room.

“Are you even going to look at the plans?”

“If you’re happy; I’m happy. You’re the one living there Mel.”

“It’s only 1400 square feet but it has upgraded detailing throughout.”

“Sounds good.  You could have built bigger you know.”

 “Three bedrooms is plenty for us Brian.” Justin came in and gave Brian his check book.

“Mel, Debbie and Emmett will be here all day tomorrow decorating for Christmas and they’ll watch the kids at home.”

“She told me today Justin; thanks.”

“What do you buy for a dyke who has everything for Christmas?” Brian asked as he gave her the check.

“Let’s just take care of the kids. We don’t have to buy gifts for each other.” Mel said. “I have news about Michael’ case.”

“What’s that?” Brian asked.

“He shocked the federal court house by pleading guilty for bail jumping and international flight during his prelim. His sentencing is March 11th.  He’s having a nervous breakdown and they put him in the infirmary and have him on mood controlling drugs now.”

“How did you find out all of that?”

“I made a few phone calls.”

“Brian, why don’t we help Michael with his federal case?”

“Are you ready for a fight you’ll lose Sunshine?” Brian had a very serious face now.

“It was just a thought; perhaps he’s learned his lesson Brian; he’s still Debbie’s son.”

“The feds are not like dealing with a county DA. I can’t buy better justice with them.”

“A private attorney can still do better than a public defender. Mikey’s like a kid who messed up. I’m not mad at him and I’d like to do it for Debbie.”

“Mel, make arrangements for Michael to have a good lawyer and send Justin the bill.” Brian said. “Justin, if he gets out and hurts you remember I told you so. I’m through  helping Michael.”

“I can live with that Bri.”

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“Let’s start on the entrance to the house; then we can do the living room.” Emmett said.

“Just don’t expect to get my fat ass on any ladders today.” Debbie told him laughing.

“I got the Santa, sled, and reindeers in the garage. I found the perfect North Pole at Kmart too.”

“Who are those men driving up?”

“Those are the electricians I hired to put up the Christmas lights on the house.”

“How much are you spending on this shit?”

“Justin gave me a $22,000 budget for decorations. I can do lots with that kind of money.”

“Shit, it must be nice to be that rich.” Debbie grabbed a box of tree balls and headed into the house.

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“Brian, Ms. Lily Morgan is here to see you.”

“Send her in Cynthia.” This was the third woman today Brian interviewed for live in housekeeper. He decided to hire a lawn service for the yard and a pool service for the pool. Lily walked into Brian’s office looking very confidant. She had long natural blond hair and pretty blue eyes. She looked to be in her late twenties. She walked up to Brian and extended her hand.

“Lily Morgan at your service Mr. Kinney.”

“Brian Kinney, please be seated.” Lily sat down and Brian reviewed her resume. “I see you have a degree in elementary education and was working for the Pittsburgh School District.”

“Yes, so many people have moved south during the recession they laid off 67 teachers; I was one of them with the least seniority.”

 “What are your present living circumstances?”

 “I moved back in with my folks. I’m not married and frankly not looking.”

“This is a full time position; housekeeping during the day; preparing meals in the evenings and weekends, watching my four year old son and a two year old toddler evenings and on the weekends, and perhaps early education work with my son. You can have two days off a week during the week. What kind of salary would you like for a live in position?”

“I’d be delighted with $130 a day over the table Mr. Kinney.”

“Call me Brian. Can you teach my son how to read and write before he goes to school?”

“First grade is my specialty; I’m totally trained for beginners.”

“Then you deserve more pay.” Brian pressed his intercom button. “Justin, come to my office.”

 “Be right there Brian.” A few moments later Justin walked in.

“Lily Morgan, this is my life partner Justin Taylor; Justin, this is the lady I’m seriously considering for the position at home. She has teaching experience and a degree in elementary education. She’s ready to start now.” Justin read her resume and background check.

“Lily, you look perfect for the job. First I want to say our son Gus was physically and sexually abused by his mother who is now in custody for it. He might talk about the abuse. I want to tell you about it ahead of time so you’re not shocked if he mentions it.” Justin said.

“Can you start right away Lily? Do you own a car?”

“Yes Brian to both questions.”

“I’ll give you $200 a day and medical insurance with my policy here at work.”

“Thank you Brian; that’s wonderful. I accept. If I may be so bold to say something.”

“By all means; speak you mind with us and be totally relaxed.” Brian said.

“Justin, I’ve seen your face in a dream. I dreamed last week talking with my deceased grandmother. She told me to have your baby and give the child to you. It’ll be a boy. Do you believe in destiny Justin?” Justin made his sunshine smile. Brian was like a deer in the headlights.

 “I do now Lily; I wondered when I’d find you. I too have dreamed of this moment happening.”

Justin and Brian told Debbie all about Michel’s legal situation and that he was now facing one year in county jail, and federal time for jumping bail and trying to enter Canada. Carl was still asleep upstairs when the lovers dropped off Gus and they talked with Debbie. She listened very closely to the new information.

“Debbie, no matter how hard you try to hide it; I know this is hurting you. Michael’s your son and it has to hurt. I’m not hurt Debbie; and I’m not mad at Michael. Brian still is and probably always will be.”

“You can say that again.” Brian added.

“This is the worst thing to happen to our crazy family after Lindsay’s crap. I want to help put this behind us. I’m getting a federal lawyer to help Michael with his federal charges. That’s my Christmas gift to you Debbie. I’m going to help Michael get the best possible deal we can get. And I want you to reconsider disowning your son.” Justin said. “I’ve forgiven him Debbie; and you can too.”

“Sunshine; you almost died when he hit you.”

“I didn’t die, and he didn’t mean to kill me; he was just startled when I woke up and stopped him. If I hadn’t gone along with the set up to arrest him it would never have happened. I want you to stop worrying about him now. I’ll keep you informed. Don’t condemn your son. You’ll feel better Deb.”

“Let me think about it Justin.”

********************

“Brian, I have Mr. Busch on line two.” Brian pressed the button and picked up the phone.

“Brian Kinney”

“Brian, I’m very impressed with the new ad concept “Taste Me”; the entire board loves it. The project is a go. I like your idea of saturating the nation with ads and billboards of that slogan and beautiful models. I have to have the exclusive on those models for a year. I’d also like to see a commercial in Spanish with the Latino young man with the bright blue eyes.”

“I’ll get video right on it. He has already agreed to exclusively belong to this campaign.”

“Excellent; give my regards to Mr. Taylor.”

“Will do Busch; thanks for calling; we’ll get right on the ads and posters now.” Brian pressed his intercom button.

“Thanks Brian, good day.” Busch hung up the phone.

“Terry, come to my office.”

“Be right there Brian.” Moments later Terry walked in.

“Busch loved the ads with David. They want a Spanish commercial with him in it. He’s getting signed up for a year retainer. The commercial shoot will pay $30,000.”

“I’ll get David to come in today and sign the contract. He’ll be thrilled Brian. We have the closing on the loft tomorrow at four.”

“Ted will sign for me and Justin. That place has a lot of history Terry.”

“Tell me; a few of your old tricks have showed up at the door. It’s been pretty funny too.” Brian smiled.

********************

“Novotny, you have a visitor.” The guard handcuffed Michael and led him to an attorney room. Michael walked in and sat down.

“Mr. Novotny, I’m attorney John Ford. I’ve been retained by Justin Taylor to help you with your federal charges.”

“Justin hired you? He’s my crime victim.”

“I’m very familiar with your case Michael. Justin expressed that your situation was hurting your mother and he hopes to limit the damage it causes her by limiting how hard the legal system deals with you. I’m glad to say I’ve already made progress on your case.”

“My mother's hurting?”

“Yes Michael. As I was saying; I’ve made progress with your case. I see evidence you were over charged for bail jumping and international flight. Since you did not fail to appear at a hearing they don’t have substantial grounds for those charges. Pittsburgh might charge you with leaving the state against court order but that’s only contempt of court and a misdemeanor. I filed a motion to drop your federal charges; the judge granted my motion half an hour ago.  Arrangements have been made to take you to Pittsburgh County Jail today.”

“I’m not going to get time in a federal prison?”

“No Michael, those charges have been dropped.”

“Can I ask what Justin's paying you?”

 “$5,000”

 “I don’t know what to say sir.”

 “You’re a very lucky man Michael. The victim carries a lot of weight in criminal proceedings. Had Justin wanted you to spend your life in prison you would be doing that. He wants just the opposite to help your mother.”

“Can I use your phone to call her?” The attorney took out his cell phone and gave it to Michael.

 “Hello”

“Maw, its Michael.”

“How are you son?”

“Do you know all about my cases?”

“Justin told me this morning and that he got you a federal lawyer.”

“They’re dropping the federal charges. I’m going to Pittsburgh today. I only have to do a year now.”

“Michael, you listen to me. I disowned you as my son but Justin asked me to reconsider that. He forgave you for hurting him but Brian and I are not so easy. He’s right about one thing; your shit has almost put me in an early grave. Add to that Lindsay hurting and molesting Gus and Carl getting shot this family can’t take much more.”

“Lindsay molested Gus?”

 “You didn’t know?”

“No maw.”

“Well lots has happened to this family and we’re barely hanging on. Have you learned your lesson asshole?”

“I sure have.”

“After everything Justin is doing for you, will you hurt him again?”

“No way maw.”

“Listen to me Michael; I’m going to give you one more chance to be my son when you get out. If you fuck that up I’ll personally take you out myself. Do you hear me?”

“Yeah; I’m not going to mess up ever again Mother.”

“Take care of yourself kiddo; I got to check on the kids; bye.” Debbie hung up the phone crying. She had to admit she was feeling much better than she had in weeks. A huge bolder of worry just lifted off her shoulders.

“Can I make one more call?” Michael asked the lawyer.

“Who to?”

“Justin”

“Go ahead.” Michael pressed Justin’s cell phone number on the keypad.

“Hello”

“Thank you”

“Michael?”

‘Yeah”

“What’s happening?”

“Your lawyer got my federal charges dropped. I want to say how sorry I am and thank you. Maw took be back too and said you had something to do with it.  Thanks Justin. I’m scared to go to Pittsburgh jail though.”

“Michael, Sap and Big Ed had enemies and they’re both dead. You’re safe now. Nobody will hurt you again. Don’t be afraid to come back Michael.”

 “No shit? Thanks for letting me know Justin.”

 “I want you to know I gave your home equity to Ben, and the store to Hunter. I didn’t keep those things. I only kept Rage and you got most of that money getting your charges reduced here. I’d say we’re even now.”

“Me too. You saved my life Justin.”

“I might care about you a little, but I mainly did it for Debbie. You really hurt your mother Michael.”

“I see that now. I’m going to be good from now on. I’ve been so fucking stupid Justin.”

“That’s an understatement. Everything will be ok Michael, just come back and do your time.”

“Will Brian ever forgive me?”

“I doubt it Michael; I truly doubt it.”

“Thanks again JT.”

“Good luck Zephyr.”

********************

“Brian, you got a minute?”

“Why, are you horny?”

 “Funny man; I want to talk business.”

“Come to the office Justin.” A minute later Justin walked in. “What’s on your mind?”

 “I have people now who can do video production at all stages. For what we pay for studio time we can build our own stage set on this floor. We’re going to have lots of commercials to do soon both on set and in the field. I’d like to establish a complete video department under the art department with Tim in charge of it. We have to invest half a million in equipment and lighting at least.”

“It’s a selling point to tell potential clients we do our own TV production work on site. Do it Justin.”

“Thanks; do I owe you a fuck for this?”

“Two fucks; one in the shower.”

 “Deal”

 ********************

 “Assistant DA Lake here.”

“Justin Taylor; I understand you have the case against Michael Novotny.”

 “Yes I do; how can I help you Mr. Taylor?”

 “Are you recording this conversation?”

“No”

“I’m the victim of his crimes. After careful consideration I’ve decided making Michael a sex offender is excessive and not good justice. If you register everyone who wants to have sex with me your sex offender website will crash. I’m asking you to reconsider Michael’s plea agreement.”

 “I’ll speak with Michael’s attorney and see if we can come to an understanding.”

 “I believe you’ve already been well influenced for your understanding. I have a great memory.”

 “Your partner Brian Kinney can get in a lot of trouble Mr. Taylor.”

 “My partner only paid his lawyer; Springfield and you have a private understanding. Brian’s safe.”

“What do you have in mind?”

“Possession of narcotics, six months with time served; all other charges dropped; no probation.”

“I believe we can reach an understanding Mr. Taylor. We always listen to the victim’s wishes.”

“You’re very understanding for listening to me. My personal suffering has been reduced by your decision. Good day sir.” Justin hung up the phone grinning widely.

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 Justin turned around in the shower and stood against the glass wall. Brian lubed his ass for penetration. Next he sheathed his huge cock with a fresh condom and applied the water base lube to it. He was just standing out of the spray from the shower head. Brian aimed at his boy’s ass and drove home his love rod making Justin groan.

“I’ve been looking forward to this all day.” Justin whispered over his shoulder. Brian waited a minute for Justin’s body to adjust to his impalement then he slowly began to fuck the beautiful hot blond twink looking young man’s tender hairless firm round bubble butt. Justin pushed back his eager ass on the ramming cock to make all of it enter him with each inward stroke. Brian was very horny and began to drive his cock into Justin’s body rapidly wanting to climax quickly; the long fuck could be in bed later.

Brian grabbed Justin’s long blond hair and pulled it as he drove his dick home over and over again sending waves of erotic pleasure coursing through Justin’s being. With careful aim Brian assaulted the boy’s prostate gland sending electric shocks to Justin’s balls creating a pre-orgasm rush for the bottom’s pleasure as well. Brian reached around and jacked Justin off in tempo with his fucking action and soon both lovers came together in a moaning state of ecstasy. Brian felt the boy’s cum on his hand and knew the mission was accomplished. He removed his happy dick and disposed of the spent condom. Brian then got on his knees and suck Justin with all the skill he could muster.

Justin rubbed his hands in Brian’s hair as the handsome man serviced him and minutes later Justin came again because Brian’s blow jobs were a thing of legend. They rinsed off and left the shower. After drying off they got into bed. Justin spooned in front of his lover who wrapped him in his arms and soon both of their hearts were beating like one.

 The next morning Justin woke up before the alarm; with a devil grin he slowing moved down on his lover to start a new day.

Brian woke up feeling his lover sucking his dick in bed. He reached down and gently stroked the soft silky long blond hair of his man/boy as he bobbed up and down taking in Brian’s entire dick all he could with his cock sucking skill. Brian tapped on Justin’s head warning him of the approaching climax. Justin worked harder to make it happen. Moments later Brian moaned loud and shot into the hot tight mouth encasing his sensitive cock. Justin came up and disposed of the load on a trick rag and went to brush his teeth. He came back to bed and laid down.

“Good morning Sunshine”

“Good morning”

“How much time do we have?”

“About half an hour before the alarm goes off.”

“Good; I want to play a game.”

“What game’s that?”

“Rape the blond twink.”

“I like that game.” Brian shoved Justin on his stomach hard and slapped his ass cheeks making Justin scream in joyful pain. Then the mature lover took the lube and roughly shoved it into the boy’s hole and soon all over his condom covered cock. Brian got up and mounted his lover and rammed in his dick fast and hard. Justin’s head rose up in shock from the assault on his butt. Brian slapped him softly up the side of his blond head and pushed him down on the bed. Brian got down and bit the back of Justin’s neck growling like a feral cat in heat as he began to rape that hot boy ass with great strength and determination.

Justin relaxed his body and surrendered to the domination of his lover; his attacker, his rapist, his top. Brian put a big hickey on his neck then grabbed both of Justin’s upper arms and supported himself as he began to pound hard into the boy’s beautiful bottom relentlessly.

“Please sir don’t hurt me; I’ll do anything you want just don’t hurt me sir.” Justin begged as the huge cock punished his hole without stopping. Brian rotated his hips making sure to hit inside every corner in the boy’s rectum. The new feelings to Justin were hypnotizing and erotic. It felt like three dicks fucking him instead of only one as Brian moved up and down and left and right driving in his cock after getting in each new position. Then he grabbed Justin around the shoulders from the front and began to jack hammer into his hot tight vise gripping love tunnel as fast as he could fuck and as hard as he could drive it into the submissive blonds’ ravaged rear end.

Justin closed his eyes taken deep into a trance of sexual bliss for this was one of Brian’s best fucks ever; it was rough, fast, hard, ruthless, long and totally hot. Despite the soreness in his ass Justin raised his hips to maximize the penetrations and opened his legs to allow the best exposure to his asshole and Brian took full advantage of the new position and drove in deeper and deeper. Then as he was approaching climax Brian grabbed Justin’s round butt cheeks and braced himself for the grand finale in a massive cum overload of joy. Both lovers were covered in sweat and panting hard.

“YOU FUCKED THE SHIT OUT OF ME!”

“Did I hurt you?”

“Yeah, and I loved every second of it. Thanks for a terrific fuck.” Just then the alarmed went off.

“Saved by the bell; shower?”

“Yeah” The lovers got out of bed laughing and went to clean up from their shared sexual assault and begin their day.

********************

 The kids were having breakfast; Mel was drinking coffee and eating a jammed toast with Lily in the kitchen making an omelet for Justin and fresh toast for Brian when the lovers entered the room.

“I would guess you started with a very good morning from the look on Justin’s face.” Melanie commented slyly.

“You’re very perceptive counselor. How’s your day shaping up?” Brian asked. Brian and Justin sat at the kitchen table. Lily served coffee and toast to Brian and the omelet to Justin with milk and coffee.

“Thanks Lily.” Justin said smiling at the very attractive new housekeeper.

“I have a new divorce case client to meet at ten this morning and a motion to file this afternoon. Things are slow until I get more clients.”

“Have you contacted your old clients in town yet?”

“Damn Brian, why didn’t I think of that? I’ll get on that today.”

“Kinnetik can provide you with very professional advertising too. Justin’s even creating a TV commercial production studio with all the latest gear.” Brian said.

“Why would you want a piss ant account like me with whales to take care of like Marvel and Busch?”

“We’re staffed to take on all clients; big and small. I’ll give you the family discount which means you get our help for free.” Brian bit into his toast and sipped his coffee.

“To a Jew, free is good; you got a deal. I’ll take the kids to Debbie’s and you can head downtown and beat the traffic.”

“Thanks; I had no idea how bad downtown traffic was until moving the office there.” Brian commented.

“Several companies start at eight and get off at four to beat the rush hour.” Mel told him.

“That’s a thought. I’ll see what my staff thinks about that. It might conflict with taking the kids to school first.”

“Let parents have flex-hours and can make up the time somehow.”

“How would you feel about leaving JR in day care at Kinnetik if I set up a nursery with Debbie and Carl running it?”

“I think that’s a great idea Brian. How many Kinnetik babies do you have now?”

“Enough; I was thinking it would help the parents work to have their kids in the building. And if we get busy and have to work overtime on a project the kids are covered.”

“I love the idea Brian. But they also have teenagers coming home in the afternoon too.” Justin said.

“I’m only aware of two dads with teenagers and their wives stay at home so it’s no problem. The rest of the parents have small children not even in school yet.” Said Brian to his lover.

“Office daycare is a great benefit for employees Brian. I think it’s brilliant.” Mel added.

“I could spend my morning teaching nursery school there and at lunch and nap time come back here and do my job.” Lily said. Brian and Justin looked at each other and smiled.

“Kinnetik Kindergarten; a new department is born.” Justin said as he dove into his omelet.

“I have the time Brian; keeping this house clean is easy. I would rather do that then sit here all day waiting for the children and you guys to come home.”

“I like the idea Lily. Let me check on insurance and licensing matters today.” Brian then sipped a good amount of his coffee after it cooled off enough.

********************

Brian sat down at his desk and sent out a companywide email.

I’m considering setting up a nursery/kindergarten for the small children of Kinnetik employees as a benefit without cost to you. If you’re interested in using this benefit; send me an email telling me your children and their ages. A degreed teacher will also be on site teaching the basics.

Brian, CEO

Soon the emails began to come in; including one from Ted.

My baby boy is Blake; he’s only 25 and prefers Pampers.

Ted

Brian read the email and laughed. Then he forwards it to Justin who also got a chuckle. The entire staff was in a great mood and work progressed very well all day. Brian’s day was full of interviews with new ad men some fresh out of college. Most of them were terrible and not near what he wanted. Some were promising and he hired them. They were quick on their feet; they had imagination, and excellent examples of work projects from college and excellent transcripts. By the end of the day Brian hired seven new people, two black, two Latino, and one Asian girl who really impressed him. They were all set to start Monday after passing their physical and drug tests.

“Brian, got a minute?”

“Sure Ted, come in.” Ted walked into Brian’s office.

 “The contractor got the final pass from the county building inspector for Babylon’s remodeling.”

 “It’s about fucking time. Do you have anyone in mind for manager yet?”

 “I’m interviewing three guys tomorrow. One I already like. Your old manager has left town.”

 “Well hire someone so he can hire the staff. I need a projected opening date for advertising.’

“I’ll work that up for you now. Four weeks should be plenty of time. Lots of people are out of work and looking; it won’t be a problem hiring who we need.” Brian looked at his calendar.

“I know this is pushing it; can we open New Year’s Eve?” That was just under 3 weeks away.

“I think we can make it happen, Bri.”

“We’ll advertise a grand opening night for the holiday. Should pack the house. Hire us some good entertainment too.”

“Justin could re-do his King of Babylon dance.” Ted said smiling.

“You convince him to do it. We need a drag show.”

“Ok, I’ll get on it.” Ted left the office. Brian got on his intercom.

“Justin, see me when you can.”

“Be right there.” Justin crossed the hall and entered Brian’s office area. “What’s up?”

“New Year’s Eve, opening night, Babylon Returns; I need for your department to do the advertising posters, ads, and check with Ted for what drag queens he hires.”

“Cool, that’s an easy job and the boys will love it. How was the response to a nursery at work?”

“Excellent; everyone wants it. I got legal looking into the requirements now.”

“We still need Debbie and Carl on board.”

“Thanks for reminding me. I’ll call them next. How goes the new video department?”

“We’re working up a set design, and a list of equipment we need. I might have to go over half a million however.”

“It’s going to cost you a fuck.”

“I’m booked solid for the next month; perhaps I might interest you in one of my young talents who is available?”

“No can do; it has to be your ass or none at all.”

“Well I’ll just have to let one of my other suitors down.”

“What’s Gary working on?”

“Spiderman 5 commercial with Tim.”

“Are they keeping it top secret?”

“The department doesn’t even know they have it.”

 “Good; I hired some interesting diverse ad people today.”

“We’re going to need them. I just heard Ed bragging about taking two more accounts away from Vangard. We’re fucking creaming them Brian.”

“Ahh…sweet revenge. We keep this up he won’t be in business for very long.”

“Have you heard from Busch yet?”

“Shit Justin; I forgot to tell you; the “Taste Me” concept is a go nationwide. You need to find all flavors of models, and David has to do a Spanish commercial for Budweiser.”

“Billboards and ads?”

“Yeah”

“I need to get back to the artists. Anything else Brian?”

“I’m sure there is; I’ll call you when I think of it.” Justin walked up and kissed Brian on the lips.

 “Call me” Justin whispered and with a big smile left the room.

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“All rise…….be seated.” Michael got up and sat down again as the judge entered the chambers. Beside him was his attorney Thomas Springfield.

“Case number 256897; State verses Michael Novotny.” The clerk said.

“Thomas Springfield retained counsel for the defendant. Your honor, the prosecution and I have reached a plea agreement in this matter. Mr. Novotny will plead guilty to a simple possession of a narcotic. It is his first offense with no prior criminal history. We have agreed on a sentence of six months in county with time served, and no probation.”

“This is quite a step down for the original charges; explain to me your reasoning for accepting this agreement Mr. Lake.”

“Your honor, I was personally contacted by the victim of these crimes requesting that the court favors Mr. Novotny with this sentence. He feels this will limit the impact and harm it has caused him and their respective families; after due consideration I agreed to the victim’s request.”  

“Due to overcrowding in the county jail, we’re starting the serving of 2 for 1 days incarcerated for non-violent crimes. Do you accept this with this sentence Mr. Lake?”

“I have no objections your honor.”

“Mr. Novotny; stand up. I accept your plea of guilty to possession of a narcotic substance, and sentence you to six months in the county jail granting 2 days completed for each day served and with crediting you for time served both here and in federal lock up. According to my calculations you’re getting out in 62 days; next case.” Michael couldn’t believe his ears. Thomas Springfield shook his hand.

“How?”

“Justin got the DA to change your sentence. You’re not going to be a sex offender Michael.”

“Damn, I owe Justin big time.”

“Novotny; you had money put on your account.” The guard handed the notes to Michael. He was now credited $100 on his canteen account. With the deposit slip was a note.

Michael,

Make this last until you get out. Keep your head down, your nose clean, and your mouth shut.

Carl and Debbie

Michael’s time in county jail was totally different now. Nobody knew him or anything about his case. He was just another inmate doing his time. Now with money to buy canteen items he could get paper and a pen, buy stamps, send letters, buy candy and food, and better soap and a good razor. Being able to buy deodorant was a rich luxury in jail. Michael spent his days reading paperback books provided by the jail library. He got yard time one hour a day to breathe fresh air outside in the cold Pittsburgh weather. One day at mail call he had a letter from Justin.

Michael,

Brian doesn’t know how much I helped you. Don’t tell him either. Let me do that. I have to impress on you to have no contact with Brian now, or when you get out. He’s still very angry at you and I promise you; if you try to contact him you won’t like what happens.

I’ve talked with Debbie and Carl, and they’ll help you with a small apartment and getting on your feet. You can’t have any contact with the gang if you know what’s good for you. Ben and Hunter want nothing to do with you either. For now, only me, Debbie and Carl are willing to give you a second chance. You’re just going to have to give people time Michael. Mel filed a motion removing your parental rights and it was granted. You can’t see JR either. I’m sorry Michael. I tried to talk her out of it but she wouldn’t budge an inch. Mel is back in Pittsburgh now.

When you get out I’m going to get your nose and tooth fixed so you don’t look more stupid than usual. 

I think Gary at Boytoy will give you a job as a bar back and janitor. I talked with him yesterday and asked for a favor. I know it’s not much but it’s enough to get a start with a new life. You can write me at work; Cynthia will give me your letters without telling Brian.  Babylon will reopen New Year’s Eve.

Michael, I hope you realize you were going to either die in prison very fast or spend the rest of your life there. If it was up to Brian you wouldn’t have a second chance. Don’t make me regret helping you. It was a very bad thing what you wanted to do to me and Brian and you deserved to be punished. After I heard from Angel what happened to you with Big Ed and all, I started to feel sorry for you. But for the most part I’m doing this for Debbie. You broke her heart Michael. She had to try and let you go to cope with what you did to us.  This was worse than when Vic died. Only Carl and I could see it.

With a little luck, I might be the first domino who slowing knocks down the others allowing you a second chance. It won’t happen overnight and you would be very wise not to push it. Well I thought you might like a letter so here it is for what it is: good news and bad and serious warnings. Write me.

Justin

Michael read the letter three times; hanging on every word. Tears were flowing down his cheeks.

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“What do you think Justin?”

“I think you lost your fucking mind Brian; $38,000 for a train set and layout? Where are we going to put it?”

“In the basement; the cost includes installation and teaching me how to run it.”

“Well now that we got your gift picked out; what do we get Gus?”

“This is for Gus.”

“Brian, I am so on to you.”

“What do you suggest then?”

“A kid’s computer with a safe internet connection, and learning software added to it with games.”

“That’s a good idea.”

“He’ll love playing with you and the trains and he’ll love his own computer. Imagine him doing basic math, reading, and typing when he starts the 1st grade.”

“How did you get so smart about kids?”

“Unlike you, it wasn’t that long ago I was one.” Justin said tickling Brian’s sides. “Lily gave me the idea for a computer for Gus.”

“When are you two planning to make a baby?”

“After the holidays and wedding; we have to come to an agreement first.”

“Get Mel to draw it up. We need to give her all the legal work we can to eat up the retainer she got.”

“Are you ok with hiring help during the pregnancy for Lily in the latter terms?”

“Of course; I can’t see the mother of your child scrubbing floors in her ninth month.”

“Ok, that pretty well covers the bases then. I want the mother involved with the baby’s life.”

“Next important question for the day; what does Sunshine want Santa to bring him?”

“A telescope, an observatory, and accessories to go with it.”

“What’s this going to cost Santa this year?”

“You better sit down first.” Brian walked across the hobby store and found a chair.

“$77,000”

“I’m glad you didn’t want the Hope diamond Justin. You got some nerve barking about my trains.”

“I can put my observatory on the land; I didn’t know where to put the trains.”

“My trains will not get in the way of fucking you; your telescope is a threat to our fucking time at night.”

“Nope; full moon and cloudy nights are no good. With our weather I’ll be in bed plenty of nights. But our location in the country far away from city lights makes for a perfect location for a telescope. Astronomy was my favorite subject in school. The scope I want is very powerful and one of the best you can buy.”

“Have you bought it yet?”

“That’s our next store; five blocks away. Is your train paid for yet?”

“Yes Professor Taylor; let’s go see this scope worth the price of a small Mercedes.” The lovers got into Justin’s car and drove to Pittsburgh Optical. They walked in and Justin walked up to stand beside a monster telescope.

“I knew you were a size queen Justin.”

“This is the Meade RCX-400, 20” SCT telescope. It weighs over 400 pounds and is college observatory grade. The onsite observatory is a kit I already ordered it and hired someone to build it after pouring the concrete foundation and telescope pedestal pad. The dome will be automatically controlled. The extra gear is a liquid cooled CCD camera, and TeleVue eyepieces. I’ll have a remote to the computer in my office and will be able to use the scope from inside the house seeing the views on my computer and taking pictures.”

“Very impressive in a fucking very big way Sunshine.”

“Good day gentlemen, may I help you?” Said the gray haired man that was very geeky looking.

“I’m Justin Taylor; I sent you an email today with a list of items to hold for me.”

“Ah yes Mr. Taylor, your invoice is ready.”

“Pay the man sugar daddy.” Justin said smiling as he grabbed Brian’s arm making him blush.

********************

Gus opened Brian and Justin’s bedroom door. They knew what was coming this morning and left the door unlocked and went to bed wearing pajamas. They could sense the little boy sneaking up to their bed while they pretended to be asleep. Gus climbed on the foot of the bed very slowly not to wake his daddies yet. Once in position he pounced on Brian’s sleeping form.

“CHRISTMAS!! Get up Daddy; Santa Claus came here last night. Wake up Jussin!”

Brian rose up and grabbed his son tickling him as the boy held on to Justin’ body laughing.

“Merry Christmas Sonnyboy. Is Lily awake yet?”

“She is in the kitchen making coffee.”

“Well this is the morning to put on robes and go see what Santa brought you; that is if you were a good boy all year long”

“Gus is always good boy Daddy.” Brian and Justin got out of bed and put on robes and followed the excited boy downstairs.

“Let me and Justin get some coffee and you can open your presents.” Gus nodded his little head and ran to the living room to pull out the biggest box with his name on it. Brian, Justin, and Lily walked in with coffee cups and sat down.

“Ok Gus, GO!”  The boy began to rip off the wrapping paper and ribbon on the huge box. Justin got up with a knife to help him open it and pull out the desk top computer system with a flat panel screen and matching keyboard and mouse.

“Computer! I got a computer just like my daddies.”

“That right Gus and Santa told me he put lots of cool programs on it for you. They’ll teach you how to count real high, how to read, and how to type so you can email us messages at work. Let’s set this aside for now and open your other boxes. I’ll help you set up your computer later.” Justin told the boy. Gus then went back to look under the tree. Justin joined him grabbing two boxes.

“This is for you from me and Brian.” Justin said as he gave Lily a present. “This is for you from me.” Then Justin handed a box to Brian.

“That red one is for you Justin.” Brian said. Justin went and grabbed the small red present. They all started to open their gifts. Gus was first opening a box full of new clothes from Lily and a computer video game for his age. Justin was next to find Brian gave him a beautiful man’s watch, an Opera One. This beautiful platinum timepiece has an alligator band and features a Westminster minute repeater and tourbillon with three gold bridges, manual winding, 75-hour power reserve and a see-through backing. The watch has a power reserve indicator, a sub second complication, a minute repeater and a truly elegant face. Justin didn’t know Brian paid $500 thousand for the watch.

“Thank you Brian! Santa gets a special treat tonight.” Lily heard Justin and blushed. Brian opened his present to find a 12 day vacation package for two to Ireland in June; there was a complete schedule laid out for them. Justin knew Brian always wanted to see his home country. Next Lily opened her gift to find a five carat diamond pendant on a gold chain.

“This is so beautiful.” Justin got up and helped to put the diamond on Lily’s neck. She was deeply touched by the gift. Brian finished his coffee as Lily cleaned up the wrapping and Justin carried the computer up to Gus’s room; it took three trips to get everything upstairs. Justin then came back downstairs.

“Gus, Justin got you and me a special present in the basement. Let’s go see what it is.” Brian took his son’s hand and with Justin and Lily following they headed to the basement. Downstairs Gus saw a giant train set elevated off the floor about four feet. There were hills and buildings, tracks and six trains sitting on the tracks. The set had road crossings and toy cars and looked like a small town in the center. Brian took his son to the control panel. “Throw that switch Gus.” The boy flipped the switch and the train set up came alive preprogrammed to run all six trains at once on separate tracks. They whistled and real smoke came out of the stacks on the engine cars. Gus’s eyes were as big as silver dollars as he watched the trains go around the giant table and saw the road crossing gates go down and up.

“Boys and their toys.” Lily said smiling. Justin took a camera and photographed this special moment with father and son.   They watched and listened as Brian explained the giant control panel to Gus and showed him how to switch tracks and slow down or speed up the trains.  Very carefully Gus changed the train’s speed much to his delight. “Well I’m going up stairs to make breakfast for all of us.”

“I’ll help you Lily; these guys are going to be busy for a while.” Justin and Lily left the basement hearing the very happy father and son play.

This is Justin's telescope. Meade RCX-400 20" SCT, .....$50,000

A gentle snow blanket came down on Christmas Eve night covering the grounds of West Virginia and Britin Estate. It was a Norman Rockwell moment for our lovers and things were coming together for their first large gathering of family and friends. Justin wondered if this was all too lesbian for Brian but so far the man was too happy playing with his son to seem to care. First to arrive early was Emmett followed by Carl and Debbie. Next came in Tucker, Jennifer and Molly with a friend. The women went to work in the kitchen while the men set up the tables for the guests yet to arrive.

“There’s more food in the car; here’s the ham. “ Debbie said as she placed the giant platter covered in aluminum foil on the kitchen counter.

“We can get the rest of it.” Molly said and she left with her friend to retrieve the food in Debbie’s car. All over the huge house you could smell a turkey cooking in the oven and fresh bread baking in a special bread machine. Lily had cooked all day yesterday and there were pies, and various assortments of food items for the huge traditional Christmas meal.

 “Shit! I broke a nail.” Emmett said after trying to pick up a table to move it in place with Justin helping.

“If you can find it Lily has some nail glue to put it back on. She might even have your shade.” Justin said grinning.

“I’ll have you know I don’t paint my nails; this is only clear gloss.”

“You’re a queen Emmett; you can’t help yourself painting your nails. It’s in your genes.” Brian remarked.

“Please; at least I don’t bite mine.” Emmett sucked on his sore finger and searched for the lost nail. Brian, Justin, and Tucker finished setting up the tables around the wall of the dining room. Some people would have to sit in the kitchen still for the number who was coming to dinner.

“I’m going to put a case of beer in the box.”  Justin said to Brian who nodded his head. Gus came running into the room.

“Jussin, can you show me how to use the computer?” Justin smiled looking at the excited boy.

“You bet kid.” He grabbed Gus’s hand and they went upstairs meeting Melanie coming down.

“I’ll get the beer Justin.” Brian yelled out.

“You slept in late.” Justin commented. “You missed the opening of presents this morning.”

“I was up half the night with JR having a stomach ache. Besides Christmas isn’t really a Jewish holiday.”

“Then you can help us celebrate a late Chanukah. With your permission I’ll put your candles on the main table.”

“Sure, thank you Justin.” Mel went down as Gus and Justin went up the stairs into the boy’s bedroom.  Within minutes Justin had the computer wired and on the Internet. He set up the parental control program and safety features for Gus to go online. Justin blocked porn and chat rooms, but permitted emails.

“Gus, this is your mouse; look on the screen as I move it around.” Justin showed Gus what the mouse did. “Now I’m going to click the top left button on the mouse while I have it over this icon on your desktop.” Justin clicked the mouse and the program “Typing Instructor for Kids” came up. Gus was sitting in his lap now. “This program will teach you how to type. The more words you learn the more you can write. Now it wants you to type your name in here. Press and hold down the shift key and hit the G one time.” Gus did as instructed. “Now that’s a capital letter G. Now let off the shift key and type u-s.” Gus did it. “Now press the enter key here.”

“I typed my name!” Gus said all excited.

“Now move the mouse and click on this spot saying you’re a new typist.” Gus moved the mouse and hit the button. The next screen said “Hello, Gus, let’s play a game.” Justin read to him what it said. “This software will teach you words and how to type. Don’t worry if you don’t know the words yet Gus; just learn the keyboard and how to type on it playing the games here.”

 “OK Jussin; thank you and Daddy for the computer.”

“If you get stuck or you have a problem, come and get me.”

 “OK Jussin.”

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 A caravan of cars was approaching Britin now. Leading the group was Ted and Blake followed by Ben, Ben’s new boyfriend Don, a grad student who was HIV+, and Hunter, Angel and his boyfriend Eric, a new ad man at Kinnetik right out of college, Justin’s best friend Daphne Chanders and her boyfriend John. Several miles behind the first group of cars was another group led by Cynthia of new employees at Kinnetik; the boys knew they had no one to spend Christmas with so they were invited to join the gang at Britin. Drew Boyd was invited but he was out of town playing a football game on Christmas day. As the cars came up the driveway everyone was very impressed with the huge two story house.

 “This is a mansion!” Angel commented to his boyfriend.

 “Look how much land they have too Angel. This is an estate and a mansion. It must have cost millions.” Eric wondered.

 “I knew they were rich but I didn’t know how rich.” Angel said in awe. Soon everyone was parked and entering the huge double doors in the front. Greeting them was Justin and Brian taking their coats and putting them in one of the sitting rooms off to the side of the front entrance they were not planning to use today. Justin started some Christmas music and Brian rolled his eyes. Everyone was given a drink of their choice. The young people went to the media room to watch a movie, and the older people gathered in groups to gossip. Two subjects, Michael and Lindsay, were understood off limits.

 “Let me take groups of six at a time to the basement and show you what Justin bought for me and Gus for Christmas.”Brian said as he led the first group to see his train layout.

 “Let me take you all to the garage to show you what Brian got for me.” Justin led the others outside for a brief view of his huge telescope in the garage. The observatory was being built after Christmas was over.

“That’s the best telescope Meade makes. I’ve seen that model at the campus observatory. Eric said. “I took Astronomy as my science courses.”

“I’m building a remote controlled observatory 50 yards behind the pool house in the back yard and removing some trees.” Justin told them.

“It’s beautiful and I’d love to see it set up but I got to go inside now; it‘s freezing out here.” Cynthia said and others agreed since they left their coats inside. Everyone hurried back in the back door into the kitchen. Now the living room with a roaring fire in the fireplace was the most popular place to be.

“That’s a beautiful picture of you and Brian.” Ted said looking at the photo over the mantle.

“We’re having one done next week with Gus to go there next. This one will get hung at work.” Justin told him. “Blake, what did Santa give you for Christmas?” Blake grabbed Ted and kissed him.

“I got a new car after Ted got his Christmas bonus at work.” Blake said smiling.

“Yeah, that was pretty cool giving us a bonus when we were new and all.” Angel commented having returned from the media room with Eric.

“We’re having a great year and believe in sharing our good fortune with everyone.” Justin said.

“Bah-humbug!” Brian barked. “You’re lucky Justin threatened me with bubble butt restriction if I didn’t pay bonuses or you wouldn’t have gotten squat.” Justin punched his lover’s shoulder hard.

“Liar; he hates to appear nice. He set the bonus amounts himself. If anyone needs another drink help yourself to the bar or beer box.”  Justin said.

“Is the train set all Gus got this year?” Ben asked.

“We also got him his first computer; he’s upstairs now learning how to type on it.” Brian answered him.

“I want to put another one in the nursery at Kinnetik for him and the other children; maybe two units.” Justin said.

“There’s a nursery on campus for the employee’s kids. It’s a very popular benefit Brian.” Ben said.

“Who the hottie by your side Ben?” Justin asked him smiling as he looked at the very attractive brown haired, blue eyed young man.

“This is Don, a grad student in the Chemistry Department; Don these are my friends Brian and Justin.” They shook hands.

“He looks about Hunter’s age.” Brian said with a smirk of a grin.

“We both get carded in the bars too; it’s really funny.” Hunter told them.

“Welcome to our crazy family Don. We’re happy to have you here. Angel, don’t let the boss know you’re dipping in the company well.” Justin said as he looked at Eric standing with Angel.

 “Huh?” The metaphor flew over the teenager’s head. Eric whispered to him what it meant. “Oh, right.” Angel smiled and knew Justin was joking with him.

“Daphne, who is your escort today?” Brian asked her.

 “This is John, and we’ve been seeing each other for three months now.”

“She’s a firecracker John; you better stay on your toes with this girl.”  Brian warned him.

“How well I know that Brian; this house is very beautiful.”

 “Yes, a palace for my prince. He first accepted my proposal for marriage in this room.” Brian reached down and kissed his blond soundly in front of everyone.

“The country manor of my dreams; you can just imagine how I felt the first time I saw this place. I practically peed on myself I was so excited.”Justin told them sporting a sunshine smile.

“Dinner’s ready in ten minutes if you want to go powder up boys.” Debbie announced. Justin showed them the bathrooms downstairs and everyone took turns washing up for dinner.

 “With Brian’s permission I already cut the turkey and ham for everyone. Come in the kitchen and make your plates. Tell us what you want to drink and we’ll bring it to you. Brian and Justin are sitting at the heads of the main table; all the other chairs are first come first served.” Debbie told the group. Justin made a plate for Gus. Mel made a small plate for JR who had a crib seat beside her at the main table. Once all twelve chairs were taken at the main dining room table the people took seats in the tables on the walls. The younger guest decided to eat in the kitchen so their conversation was more private. Gus ate beside Justin however.

 “Drumstick is good Jussin.” Gus said as he tried to tackle the massive turkey leg. Justin placed the cloth napkin on Gus’s lap.

 “Be careful for bones Gus. Chew slowly.”

 “OK Jussin.”

“Everyone, this lady is Melanie Marcus and our attorney. This is the lawyer to hire if you need one. She’s a pit bull in the court room.” Brian said giving Mel a plug for her legal business.

 “And I’ll give a discount to family and employees of Kinnetik.” Mel told them.

 “What do you mainly do with your law practice?” Asked one of the new ad men at Kinnetik.

“I do general practice so I’m willing to take on any case; however, I specialize in cases for gay clients such as adoptions, child custody, and adult adoptions granting legal rights to gay couples much like marriage would. It’s a valuable loop hole in the law.” For several minutes everyone talked and ate.

“Brian adopted me recently. Mom, if you have no objections, I’m changing my last name to Kinney for our wedding too.” Justin said looking at his mother.

“That’s a wonderful idea dear.  Justin Cole Kinney; that sounds very nice.” Jennifer said. Melanie’s cell phone rang.

 “Excuse me everyone.”Mel pulled out her phone and answered it.

 “Hello” Melanie listened to the man on the other end very carefully. “Thank you for calling. Let me know if anything changes.” Mel closed her phone. “Brian, Justin, can I speak with you two for a moment.” All three of them got up and left the room. Ted, Carl and Debbie watched wondering what was going on.

“What is it Mel?” Justin asked clearly seeing the expression on Melanie’s face.

 “They just found Lindsay in her room. She made a noose from her sheet and hung herself. She left a good bye note to Gus. The paramedics are with her now but they don’t expect her to make it.”

“1001,1002, 1003, 1004, 1005, breathe; body temp?” The paramedic doing CPR ask his assistant. After bagging her more air he used an electronic thermometer.

“98.5, no significant loss of temperature.” The paramedic watched the heart monitor closely as he continued CPR on the lifeless body of Lindsay Peterson.

“She in V fib at least, charge to 200 joules.” The other medic turned on the heart defibulator setting the charge to 200. Moments later the machine beeped telling them it was ready. The lead paramedic took the paddles and applied them to Lindsay’s exposed chest. “Clear;” he pressed the button and the charged jolted into Lindsay’s heart.

 “Beepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeepbeep…”

“She’s tacky and V fib, charge to 300.” The medic set the unit to 300 and flipped the charge switch. He held the paddles so the lead medic could continue CPR while the machine charged to the new setting. Moments later it beeped. “Bag her again and clear!” The medic pushed air into Lindsay’s lungs and pulled away. The other medic grabbed the paddles and placed them on her chest.

“Ka-chunk” Lindsay’s body jerked violently on the floor.

“She’s almost flat lining. 10 CCs epinephrine, charge to 400; you are not dying on my watch bitch.” The medic continued chest compressions and bagging her for air while the other medic prepared the syringe with the last weapon against death. He gave the syringe to the lead medic. The man waited until the defibulator was charged and ready; he stabbed the needle in Lindsay’s chest injecting the pure adrenaline into her heart muscle. Then he grabbed the paddles and placed them on her chest.

“CLEAR!”

“KA CHUNK!” Lindsay’s body jerked off the floor as the huge electric charge hit her heart and body.

“Beep…beep…beep….beep…….beep………..beep…beep…”

“Irregular heart rate; let’s get her to ER; this shit ain’t over yet.”

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“I say we don’t mention this to anyone now. I don’t want to spoil our party.” Brian said.

“God Brian, if she dies what do we tell Gus?” Justin asked.

“We don’t say anything. Let him forget her; best he can. He wasn’t going to see her again anyway.” Brian said with determination.

“I’ll call the Petersons now. I’ll be back to the table in a few minutes.” Mel said. Brian and Justin went back and sat down and began eating again. Debbie looked at them staring wanting answers.

“What happened?” Debbie asked.

“Just some news about a sick friend Deb; I’ll tell you later. Pass the sweet potatoes please.” Justin said.

“I’d hate to be sick on Christmas; it’s my favorite holiday.” Emmett said.

“And I thought the leather ball was your favorite holiday which reminds me; I’m reopening Babylon New Year’s Eve night and you’re all invited.”

“What’s Babylon?” Lily asked.

“It’s a huge gay dance club we own. It was damaged by a bomb months ago and I’ve remodeled it.”

“It’s the best club in town.” Emmett added to the conversation.

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“Charles Peterson here”

“Melanie Marcus”

“Do you know about Lindsay yet?”

“I just got a phone call.”

“I just got a second call; they restarted her heart but she’s in very critical condition; they’re taking her to ICU soon.”

“I’m very sorry Mr. Peterson.”

“Does the little boy know about his mother?”

“No sir and the fathers don’t intend on telling him especially on Christmas day.”

“I understand. Let’s stay in touch.”

“Will do.” Mel closed her phone thinking Lindsay might make it. She returned to the table and wiped food off of Jenny Rebecca’s mouth and hands with a damp towel.

“Lily with your permission I’d like to make an announcement.”

“Of course Justin.”

“I’m going to be a father and Lily will carry my child.” Justin said smiling his megawatt smile.

“OH I’m going to be an auntie again; I’m so excited for you baby!” Emmett got up and hugged Justin as Brian stared at him touching his blond. Next he hugged and kissed Lily.

“Are you going to do it the old fashioned way? Don’t knock it till you try it; you might like it.” Debbie said to Justin. Daphne and Justin looked at each other and broke out laughing. “What’s so funny?”

“It wouldn’t be my first time with a girl Debbie but we intend to do this the clinical way.” Justin said barely holding back his laughter.

“Hell that’s the best part about making a kid.” Debbie said still not realizing the connection between Daphne and Justin. Ted and Cynthia saw they both had very red faces. Brian was grinning at their embarrassment. Most of the people at the table were clueless except for a retired detective who catches everything. Carl looked at Justin and smiled.

“Say Justin; a couple of lesbian officers on the force gave me some pointers if you want to liven up the experience.” Carl said to the blond. Justin froze in shock.

“Ya hoo! You can say that again.” Debbie shouted.

“Please, we’re trying to eat here.” Brian said.

“Well, Carl’s talking about eating too.” Debbie countered.

“That’s a rather tender subject; another slice of this soft meat anyone?” Emmett through out there for fun. Brian placed his clothed napkin on his mouth and left the table running.

“Objection, motion to suppress this B S.” Mel added.

“Motion is granted.” Justin said playing the judge. After a few giggles everyone got back to normal conversation. Brian walked in to whisper in Justin’s ear.

“Is it safe to sit down now?”

“Yes dear.” Justin said as he kissed his husband to be. Brian sat down in his chair.

“What happened to you Daddy?” Gus asked his father.

“It was something I almost ate.” Everyone at the tables busted out laughing but that was the last comment on the subject.

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“BP is 100 over 70, pulse is 60 and shallow. Respirations are 12 and uneven.” The nurse told the ICU doctor looking into Lindsay’s eyes.

“Start and IV with standard electrolyte saline and epinephrine hydrochloride drip two per minute slow rate; high flow O2 on a respirator. Four point her to the bed and maintain constant monitoring of her heart rate. I’m ordering her on suicide watch; check on her every 5 minutes. Let me know if she wakes up; you have orders to remove the breathing tube should she come around.” The doctor said.

“Yes doctor.” The nurse went about following his instructions beginning with strapping down Lindsay’s arms and legs to the special hospital bed made for such a patient.

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“Honey, we’re going to celebrate Christmas when you get out of the hospital.” Mrs. Hobbs told her son.

“Why can’t I leave now?”

“They want to watch you longer and do more therapy for your hand Chris.” His father told him.

“I can’t even pick up a pen or hold a ball. Are the cops any closer finding who did this to me?”

“Without knowing what your attackers looked like they’re at a dead end Chris.”

“I told them an artist was a waste of time; it was dark and I barely got a look at them. I know I never saw them before, they were middle aged and bigger than me, they wore suits, and they didn’t know who I was for sure. That’s why they asked if I was Chris Hobbs; dad, do you have any enemies on the job I don’t know about?”

“The only one I can think of is the laborer you fired for smoking pot on the job site Chris.”

“He couldn’t pull this off. These were hit men. They could have killed me but they were ordered to do this I’m sure. I still think Taylor and his faggot boyfriend did this to me.”

“Chris, the detectives are certain Justin Taylor and Brian Kinney had nothing to do with this.” Mr. Hobbs said.

“Then who would want me to have the exact same injury Taylor got? I swear somebody’s going to pay for doing this to me.” Chris’s parents looked at each other not knowing what to say.

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“Everyone go have a drink; Lily and I will put away the food.” Debbie told the group.

“We can help too.” Molly said with her friend beside her. As the women started to take dishes to the kitchen the group went to the bar room where Justin played bartender and Brian handed out cold beers to who wanted one. Everybody had a drink except for Ted and Blake. Ben had eggnog with a touch of brandy in it. Ben’s boyfriend had a Coke.

“Thanks Brian and Justin; I really enjoyed myself this year.” Hunter told them sincerely.

“You’re welcome Hunter; all of you are. We can do this again next year too. Our crazy family’s growing larger and we probably need to do it here for that reason. Here’s a pen and paper. If you plan to attend the opening night at Babylon New Year’s Eve, sign this and your name’s going on a VIP list. You get in ahead of the line with no cover charge.” Justin told the group. Everyone lined up to sign the paper. Once Justin had their signatures he took the paper to his office. Next everyone went to the media room to watch a movie. Once everyone was seated; Brian got up front to address the group.

“Raise your right hand and repeat after me.” Every one raised his or her hand.

“I swear under penalty of Brian Kinney to never reveal what I’m about to see.” Everyone repeated Brian’s words. Brian picked up the remote and started the Spiderman 5 movie.

“You got to be fucking kidding me! How did you get this?” Hunter asked.

“Trade secret; enjoy the movie gang.” Justin answered him. The picture and sound system was incredible. Everyone was awed by this very rare private viewing of a movie not due to come out for almost six months. After the movie Justin stood up.

“OK, to make this legal; I’m going to show you three trailers and three commercials. Here’s a voting card.  Tell me which trailers and commercials you like best and why. Since you're research subjects it’s legal to show you the movie. Next were going to discuss it and get your take on the movie and if you have better ideas for the trailers and commercials.” Justin told them. After showing them the clips everyone voted. Then they had a discussion about the films.

“I think they’re excellent just like they are.” Hunter said.

“The action scenes are great Justin but the trailers and commercials fail to show one of the best things about the movie; you don’t mention or show the love between Spider-man and MJ, or Mary-Jane Watson. That makes the girls want to see the show as much as the boys. They’ll make their boyfriends take them to see it. It makes the movie both a guy and a chick flick.” Molly’s friend told him. Justin lit up like a light bulb and looked at his lover.

“I’m so glad we did this private viewing Brian.”

“Agreed Sunshine; that’s brilliant and we totally missed it too. Get that girl’s name and address for a bonus check from Kinnetik. You should consider majoring in advertising little miss.” Brian walked over and kissed her cheek making her giggle and blush. She thought Brian was one hot piece of man. “Anybody have any other ideas.” There were other suggestions but none compared to Molly’s friend’s insight. Once the brainstorming session was over; they went for a final drink for the night before leaving.

“What kind of bonus do I get?” The girl asked Justin?

“You don’t have to wait; come with me and I’ll give you a check right now. Molly, join us.” The girls went with Justin to his office. He wrote a check to her for $1,000 consultation fee. The teenager was shocked. That was a brilliant idea and it really helps our project. I’m going to change the clips to include your suggestion. Thank you Susan.”

“Can I tell anyone how I got this?”

“Just your parents; but you can’t mention you saw the movie to anyone else. That’s top secret.”

“OK Justin; thank you so much.” They then joined the group in the living room. After a while the groups slowly began to leave to head back to Pittsburgh. The roads were clear and the snow had stopped falling so it should be safe driving back for seasoned Yankees to drive in. Brian carried a very sleepy Gus upstairs and he and Justin got him ready for the night and tucked him in with kisses.

In the master bedroom the lovers got undressed for the night. Justin took off his amazing watch and placed it on the dresser. “Brian, lie down on your back and enjoy.” Justin said smiling. He got on top of Brian and kissed him passionately. Then he moved down to his feet and began to suck on his toes one at a time as he massaged his lover’s feet. Brian was grinning from ear to ear. Then Justin licked his way up both legs nipping and gently biting as he went up the long legs on the man. He spread Brian’s legs wide and began to give his ball sac a tongue bath. Brian was barely able to contain himself and was hard as a rock.

Then Justin moved up and attacked his left nipple making it hard and sensitive. Once that was done; he moved to the right one. Brian grabbed the sheets forcing him to submit to the sexual torture being done to his body. When Justin was satisfied he had properly aroused the man he moved down and blew warm air onto Brian’s huge erection.

“JUSTIN!”

“Ha! Relax Bri, we’re just getting started.” Justin then swallowed his lover whole sucking on his dick hard. This made it feel like his cock was being turned inside out and Brian thought he would cum right them but Justin grabbed the base and stopped it from happening. He rose up his head raking his teeth on the sensitive penis flesh. Then he licked the swollen head with his coarse tongue and began to gently chew on his lover’s cock head. This was making Brian mad with desire. All he could think about was fucking this blond within an inch of his young life.

Playing with Brian’s balls, Justin began to give his lover an expert blow job like only Justin was willing and capable of doing. Within a minute Brian moaned out loud and shot a huge load filling Justin’s mouth. Justin disposed of the hot load and went and rinsed out his mouth. He was looking forward to the day he could swallow his lover’s seed. He came back to bed and curled up to Brian’s body.

“That was fucking hot.” Brian said smiling as he smoked his post climax cigarette sharing a puff with Justin who normally didn’t smoke anymore. Justin got some massage oil out of the night stand and warmed it in his hands; then he began to play with Brian’s genitals starting a new wave of erotic excitement in his lover’s body. Justin cleaned off the oil and placed a condom on Brian’s erection and applied a liberal amount of their favorite lube. Then grinning he prepared his ass for fucking as he stared into Brian’s hazel eyes.

Justin moved into position and lowered his body onto the impaling shaft driving it straight home inside his hot tight love tunnel. Brian put out the cigarette and sat back enjoying watching this beautiful blond young man fuck himself on his cock. The light was dancing around Justin’s golden long hair has he rose up and down groaning each time the dick dominated his body. Brian rose up and wrapped his arms around Justin’s back as Justin wrapped his legs behind Brian. Then the older man rolled over to place Justin on his back while his dick was still buried and home.

Justin raised his legs up to Brian’s shoulders and he pulled his lover down for a soul searing kiss. When they separated Brian grabbed the boy’s legs and began to fuck him with new determination while looking into the most beautiful blue eyes he ever saw. Brian took great care for several minutes to make this an excellent fuck for Justin by hitting the g spot every time perfectly. Without touching himself Justin climaxed hard shooting a load hitting his chin. Brian laughed and began to pound into that perfect round firm vise gripping velvety feeling hot bubble butt and moments later he too reached a glorious climax. Both lovers were covered in sweat and glowing in love.

“Merry Christmas Mr. Kinney.” Justin kissed his lfe partner soundly. They went and showered and then went to bed very happy for a wonderful Christmas night.

“Get that beer on ice; I need a box of vodka from the storage on bar 2. Sweep up this shit by the entrance. You girls ready to rehearse your numbers?” The new manager of Babylon was in full battle mode.

“Sure sweetie; get the Dee Jay to cue up our tape.” The flaming drag queen told him for her team of girls about to practice their act. Brian and Justin walked into the club to see how things were going. This was Justin’s first time to see the new Babylon. He had provided Brian his ideas for remodeling the interior.

“Lee; will we be ready to open by nine?” Brian asked his manager.

“Were almost ready now Brian; the girls are going to practice and we’re going to test the light system out closely and all the speakers. All the security cameras are operational; the back room is re-furnished and the VIP lounge is locked up as you instructed.

“Where did you find so many hot new men to bar tend?”

“This is a bad recession Brian; a lot of people are looking for a job. I could pick the cream of the crop. Several are straight but hungry.”

“Good thinking; tell them not to let on to the public they’re straight; the queens will buy more drinks from these guys and give better tips. The shirtless look is fucking hot too. Where are the go-go boys?”

“They’re getting in costume now. All of them are barely legal tender from Boy Toy and fucking hot as hell.” Just then five boys wearing barely anything came from the back room.

“Holy shit Sunshine; if I wasn’t getting married…” Justin looked at the new go-go dancers and had to admit they were very beautiful. One little young man had natural long blond hair half way down his back, brilliant sky blue eyes and a hot bubble butt and huge basket to match Justin’s. “Put him on the bar. He’s going to make us both rich.” Justin laughed.

“What’s your name guy?” Justin asked the boy.

“Mark, what’s yours?” The smiling boy asked.

“Were the owners; I’m Justin and this is my partner Brian. You’re going to make a lot of money dancing Mark but don’t take any drugs; just dance slowly and seductively; you’ll make it all night.”

“Thanks Justin, I really needed this job.”

“I think you’re going to do just fine here. Do you have a boy friend?”

“Yes, and he hates me working and doing this but we need the money.”

“Nobody has the right to touch you if you don’t want them to. Take the money from their hands. It usually ok to let them put it in your waist band but only if you feel comfortable. I’ll have the bartenders and security watch you constantly and make sure you’re safe. Stay out of the back room too.”

“Thanks Justin.”

“Lee, change the entrance sign telling everyone do not touch the bar go-go dancer.” Brian said.

“Will do Boss.” Lee got on his ear intercom and told the security man in front to change the sign with the new instructions.

“Mark, tell your boyfriend your very safe working here for us. I won’t let anyone hurt you but you have to do your part and just do your job. Don’t let anyone talk you into having sex or pay you for sex and they will offer it. You’re going to make lots of money just dancing. What’s your boyfriend’s name; I’ll add him to the VIP list and he can get in without a cover charge ahead of the line.”

“Tony Sheppard.”

“Call him and invite him here. Tell him the owners want to speak with him. Does he have a job?”

“He’s still looking Brian.”

“How old is he?”

“Eighteen like me.”

“Tell him to get into his party clothes and report to work as an undercover security agent for the club.”

“Wow! Thanks Brian! He’s going to love that.”

“Are you guys hurting for money right now?”

“We’re staying at the Liberty Inn and this was the last day we had rent. Our stuff’s in his car.” Brian pulled out his cell phone.

“Who name was the room rented under?”

“His name: Tony Sheppard.” Brian placed his call.

“Liberty Inn”

“Brian Kinney, I’m sending Tony Sheppard back to your place for a room. Send me the bill to Kinnetik weekly.”

“Will do Brian; thanks for the business.” Brian closed his phone and handed it to Mark.

“Call your boyfriend and also tell him to go back to the Inn and check in. You both have your room as part of your pay.” The beautiful boy took the phone and called his lover.

“Tony, get this; the owners of Babylon are really cool. They just set it up for us to stay at the Inn for free and you got a job starting at nine as an undercover security agent in the club. They made it a rule no touching me the go-go dancer and security is watching me. Yep, go check back in; it’s all covered and get dressed. …. Me too but I’ll get tips and we can eat after work,. ..Later.” The boy closed the phone.

“When’s the last time you ate?” Justin asked him.

“About two days ago.” Justin took the phone and hit re-dial the last number.

“Hello”

“Tony, this is Justin; one of the owners of Babylon. Before you go to the hotel; go to the diner and get two dinners to go for you and Mark and come here to eat them. I’m calling the diner now to pick up the tab.”

“Thanks Justin; I’ll be right there.” Justin then called the diner.

“Liberty Diner, Kiki speaking.”

“This is Justin Kiki, I’m sending Tony Sheppard to get two dinners to go on me; hold the check until I get there. Let them have whatever he wants.”

“Will do honey; I’ll take care of him.”

“Thanks” Justin closed the phone.

“Thank you Justin; we’re starving today.”

“Glad to help out. Now you boys should do just fine with two jobs and paid rent. He gets paid to help make sure you’re safe here and to watch out for others messing up.” Brian said.

“You guys are like saving our lives.” A tear began to fall down Mark’s cheek. Embarrassed the boy wiped it away. Justin looked at Brian and smiled.

“We’re very happy to have you here and your lover too.  Don’t mess with drugs or touch the booze and you guys will be fine with us.” Justin told him.

“You bet Justin!” Justin stroked his soft long hair and they went to watch the drag show.

“Hey lady, you lady, cursing at your life
You're a discontented mother and a regimented wife
I've no doubt you dream about the things you'll never do
But, I wish someone had talked to me
Like I wanna talk to you.....

Oh, I've been to Georgia and California and anywhere I could run
I took the hand of a preacher man and we made love in the sun
But I ran out of places and friendly faces because I had to be free
I've been to paradise but I've never been to me.” *

*(Charlene – “I've Never Been To Me” from Priscilla Queen of the Desert)

“They’re really good Brian; where did you find them?”

“Ted found them with Emmett helping him. Em knows all the girls.”

“They’re really singing and not lip syncing. They sound great.” Justin said very impressed with them.

“Their half hour act is right before midnight.” Justin’s cell phone rang.

“Hello Mom”

“Justin dear, Craig had a massive heart attack at home. He’s gone dear.” Justin let the information sink in.

“Are you sure? Are the paramedics with him?”

“He was too far gone by the time they got there. He was probably dead a half hour by then.”

“Do you need me? Does Molly need me Mom?”

“I’m fine dear but Molly’s taking it pretty hard.”

“I’ll be right over Mom.” Justin closed the phone. “My father just died of a heart attack. He’s gone.”

“Leave me here and take your car. Come back when you can especially before midnight.”

“OK” Justin left the club and drove to his mother’s house. Tucker was with her and Molly was crying on the sofa.

“Hey Mollusk; I’m so sorry sis.” Justin went and hugged his sister holding her tight as she began to sob in his arms. Justin didn’t know what to say so he just held her until she cried herself out. Once she seemed to get better he joined his mother and Tucker at the kitchen table.

“Craig’s attorney just brought this over before you got here.” Jennifer handed Justin Craig’s will.

Last Will and Testament

I, Craig Montgomery Taylor being of sound mind and body hereby declare this to be my will and testament in the event of my death.

The proceeds of my estate are to pay by final bills.

I leave to my son Justin Cole Taylor the sum of $1.00.

The remainder of my estate, including the liquidation of my business Taylor Electronics, is to be given to my daughter Molly Melody Taylor.

I authorize my ex-wife Jennifer Taylor to execute my will.

(Signed) Craig Taylor

(Witnessed…etc)

“I’m sorry Justin; I had no idea he did this.” Jennifer said.

“I’m not surprised Mom. I don’t need or want his money what little there is of it. He’s mortgaged to the hilt to us for the store. In fact he doesn’t leave her a dime officially. Besides, I would have given my share to Molly anyway. We can’t close the store. We can make it profitable and then Molly will have an estate from him. Brian and I just recently got his sales going again.”

“You own Craig’s mortgage?”

“Brian does, and 51% of the store’s stock. There might be some money in his business account. I’ll pay for the funeral; you just make the arrangements.”

“Who’s going to run the store Justin?”

“I’ll hire someone to do it. Let me handle the business side of it. I’ll make sure Molly gets a great sum in time. I’ll talk to Brian; we’ll probably cancel his debt to us for her.” Justin got up and went to his sister.

“Molly, dad left you everything. Brian and I will make sure the store does real good for you. Dad loved you very much.”

“He didn’t split it with you Justin?”

“No, but that’s ok Molly, Brian and I have plenty of money.”

“That sucks brother.”

“I’m glad he did it this way sis. You’re going to be a wealthy girl now.”

“How much is it Justin?”

“Give me some time and we’ll make you a millionaire.”

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“Hi Kiki; where’s the bill?” Justin asked as he walked into the diner.

“Right here honey; that’s one hot looking boy you sent in here. The men went crazy over him.”

“Describe him to me.”

“Like a hot young twink Brian Kinney.”

“Ha! Why I am not surprised?” Justin saw the bill and gave her two twenties for a $16.70 tab. “Keep the change girl.”

“Thanks, it’s been really slow recently. Nobody has any money to tip with.”

“Has anyone mentioned the opening night at Babylon?”

“That’s all they’ve been talking about Justin; sounds like everybody’s going to be there.”

“They better show up; we spent a fortune giving them the club back. Brian could have sold it to a developer for a strip mall.”

“Since you advertised higher security and metal detectors everyone feels safe going there.”

“That was my idea; I was afraid the gang might be afraid to show up after the bombing.”

“Honey, these queers can’t remember who they fucked last night much less that far back.” Justin laughed.

“I got to run; see you later Kiki.”

“See you Justin.” Justin hopped into his car and drove to the VIP parking space for the owner and parked at Babylon. The thumpa-thumpa music was loud enough to hear through the walls. The music stopped and the drag queens began their show as Justin checked his coat at the entrance. He walked in to see a mob of men handing money to Mark dancing on the bar all smiles. The bartender couldn’t make the drinks fast enough. When Mark had too many bills in his waist band he would gather them up and give them to a real foxy dark haired teenager sitting in front of him. Justin knew it was Tony, his lover. The boy shoved the bills in his pocket and quietly watched the men as he guarded his lover dancing.

“Hey hot stuff, want to fuck a millionaire?” Brian whispered in Justin’s ear as he grabbed him from behind.

“I bet you use that line on all the hot boys.” Justin answered him.

“Just the one I want to fuck.” Brian nibbled on Justin ear making him shiver.

“Mark is doing very well.”

“I’ve seen twenties and fifties go in his pants tonight. The wolves are in heat.”

“What has the bar done?”

“Over 20K so far; he really sells the booze.”

“The other dancers are jealous as hell. I hope they don’t fuck with him.”

“I’ll make sure to warn them not to.” Brian said knowing how bar politics can go. Brian pulled out his wallet and took out two hundred dollar bills and gave them to Justin. The blond owner of the club walked up to the dancing boy on the bar raising the bills high so Mark could see them.

“Two hundred for a kiss on the cheek!” Justin yelled out. All the men turned around and looked at him. Mark got down on a stool and kissed Justin on the cheek, then a peck on the lips.  He took the money and gave it to his lover who stared at Justin.

“I’m Justin, one of the owners; you must be Mark? That’s my lover Brian over there.” Tony looked and Brian waved at him.

“Thank you Justin; you changed our lives today.”

“You guys are hot and selling drinks like crazy just being here. You’re both getting a good salary plus Mark’s tips. If anybody gives you guys any shit, tell security to throw them out.”

“Ok Justin; thanks.” Justin walked back to Brian’s side.

“How the family?”

“Mom’s fine; sis was a wreck. Dad left her everything and me one buck.”

“I own the store; Craig’s got nothing.”

“We can change that.” Justin said looking into Brian’s eyes.

“5…4…3…2…1…..HAPPY NEW YEAR!” Brian and Justin kissed each other hard. They looked over and Mark was on the bar kissing his lover Tony now. Tony took off his shirt and started to go-go dance too. The men went crazy and ordered rounds of high dollar drinks and giving both boys tips.

“Taylor Electronics will cost you a fuck and a shower blow job.” Brian said.

“Deal.”

“Now I’d like to quote from Timothy 4:6 through 8; For I am already on the point of being sacrificed; the time of my departure has come.  I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith.  Henceforth there is laid up for me the crown of righteousness, which the Lord, the righteous judge, will award to me on that Day, and not only to me but also to all who have loved his appearing.”

Brian held Justin’s hand at his father’s funeral as Justin hugged his sobbing sister. The older lover thought it ironic how Craig would hate to see his son holding hands with the man who took his young virginity at his own funeral. Somehow the thought pleased Brian very much.

“Let us pray; our Father, we give to you today Craig M. Taylor, to be received into your care. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, death has no sting with the assurance of eternal life granted by your Son; Amen.”  The simple grave side funeral would have been very small had not many employees from Kinnetik were attending to support Justin, the employees at Taylor Electronics, and all the Liberty Avenue gang there for their favorite Sunshine. Some of Craig’s country club friends were also in attendance.

It was decided to hold an after funeral meal for a handful of guests at Jennifer and Molly’s house. Mostly only close family and friends would attend. Justin was glad this day was almost over and done with. He had little feelings for his father but felt strongly for his sister who was much closer to Craig. Brian and Justin led his mother and sister to the waiting limo to be escorted to their home now and end this sad day for the young girl.

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“Justin, what have you decided to do with the store?” Jennifer asked her son at the table as they were eating; Molly listened closely.

“I promoted the lead salesman on the floor, Bob Howell, to store manager. He doesn’t have total control though; he sends his accounting to Ted each night including purchase orders for processing and makes daily deposits. He hands out payroll and he does the day to day operations of the store. Kinnetik will handle PR and advertising to make it profitable and control the check book.”

“Thank you Brian and Justin; Mom told me how far in debt dad was to you guys.” Molly said.

“For now sis, we’re keeping dad’s debt on the books until his estate is settled and with all this debt we can get you the best deal for his estate. Once we get past the probate legal stuff, things will be changed in your favor. Our attorney Melanie Marcus will handle everything. She’ll keep you informed of the events. You know Molly, Brian and I don’t want the store; it’s going to be all yours; we just want to make sure it’s successful for you.” Justin told her. “Mel is also setting up a trust fund for you.”

“Well this is certainly better than selling off the existing inventory and closing the doors.” Jennifer said smiling. How are things at Kinnetik going?”

“We’re up to our eyeballs with work, and hired many new people. We have about 100 employees now with 10-15 more to go.  Our business is great because in a recession advertising is much more important for survival to other companies.”  Justin said.

“I couldn’t have said it better.”Brian added.

“Debbie told me about a nursery school and kindergarten at Kinnetik.” Justin’s mom commented.

 “Yes, it’ll be two rooms, one large play room and a separate room for infant cribs and equipment. My son will be there too.” Justin said. Both Jennifer and Molly looked at him.

“Justin, you haven’t even conceived yet; how do you know it’s going to be a boy?” Justin looked up and smiled.

“I just know Mom.” Then he went back to eating his meal. Lily too was smiling but adding no more information.  How do you say a dead friend or relative told you it would be a boy in visions?

“Have you decided on a name yet?” Jennifer asked him.

“I’ve decided it won’t be Craig; that much I know.” Justin said strongly. “I know it’s a family tradition to name a new child after a recently deceased family member; but not this time and his last name will be Kinney anyway.”

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Michael Novotny came to the visitor window to see Justin sitting on the other side of the glass smiling. Michael sat down and they both picked up the phone to talk.

“Thanks for visiting Justin.”

“Well I thought if it was me in here I would like a visitor.”

“What’s been going on?”

“We buried my father yesterday; heart attack.”

“I’m sorry Justin.”

“No problem; we weren’t close after he disowned me for being gay. We just went to support my sister Molly.”

“Brian went to the funeral?”

“Yeah, he said he want to know where Craig was buried so he could go back later and piss on his grave.” Michael and Justin both had a good laugh on that one.

 “I’m laughing Justin but knowing Brian he meant it.”

“Since he was late getting home last night I think he already did.”

“Why did you help me Justin? I didn’t deserve it after what I did to you and all.”

“Michael, this was your first real big mistake. I thought you deserved a second chance and like I told you; I did this for Debbie mostly. Just don’t let us down. Do you need money in there?”

“Mom and Carl already gave me some. I’m like a rock star in here with canteen money and mail.”

“There is another reason I came today Michael. Debbie and Carl could only find you a cheap room at the Liberty Inn. They’re going to set you up there. Brian and I have employees living there too. There’s Angel and his boyfriend Eric, a new ad man at Kinnetik, and Mark and Tony; they are so much like me and Brian only younger it’s a riot. They’re the hit of the new Babylon. Mark’s a go-go dancer and pulled down over $2,000 in tips opening night. He’s a very foxy blond twink. You have to avoid getting involved with them Michael in any way. Don’t talk to them about your past with us. Brian won’t like it if he thinks you’re interfering with them. OK?”

“Sure Justin; thanks for the heads up. I guess Babylon’s off limits too?”

“Brian doesn’t know you’re getting out soon Michael. I haven’t figured out how to tell him without gaining the wrath of Kinney on my head. It would be best if you stay low and at Boy Toy. We never go there.”

“I can do that; how about the diner?”

“Sometimes we eat lunch there but that’s all.”

“OK; I won’t go there at lunch time; anything else?”

“You know about Lindsay molesting Gus?”

“Mom told me about it; sick shit huh?”

“Well, she attempted to hang herself on Christmas day but the paramedics saved her sort of.”

“Sort of?”

“When she came to she was very delusional and combative and they’re keeping her sedated now constantly. She could be in the mental hospital for years after that stunt.”

“Are you guys paying for all that?”

“Fuck no! Her father is forking the bucks for her. We wouldn’t pay shit for her.”

“FIVE MINUTES” The guard announced to all the inmates and visitors.

“Justin; will Angel know not to let out my secret identity at the Inn?”

“Yes, I’ll make sure of it. You just remember to do your part until I can break the news to Brian you’re free. Oh, yeah, somebody attacked Chris Hobbs and put him in a coma. Now he has a fucked up right hand like mine was. Isn’t that weird?”

“Wow! Be careful Justin. I bet he blames you and Brian for it.”

 “His parents were at my dad’s funeral so I know they don’t think so. Chris is still in the hospital. I spoke to them at the funeral.”

“I bet that was weird.”

“I’m known them all my life at the country club Michael. They were best friends with my parents. It wasn’t their fault Chris was a homophobic prick.”

“I’d still be careful Justin.”

“VISITING TIME IS NOW OVER” yelled the guard.

“Thanks for coming; I got to go now.”

“Take care, Michael.” Justin got up and left the jail building.

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Brian and Justin had dinner with Mel, Lily and the kids; now they were in the bar room having a drink.

 “Brian, I have to tell you some things I’ve done. I’m not going to keep any secrets from you.”

“You can tell me anything Justin.”

“I called the DA and got a better deal for Michael.”

“I know that.”

“You’re not mad at me?”

“No, it’s your decision; besides, I know you probably did it for Debbie anyway. What else are you going to do for him?”

“Debbie and Carl will set him up at the Inn. I got him a bar back job at Boy Toy. And I said I’d fix his broken nose and front tooth for him. That’s all.”

“Have you been in touch with Michael?”

“A  couple of letters and today I visited him at the jail to warn him not to mess with our employees at the Inn and to stay away from Babylon, and the diner at lunch times to avoid you.”

“Thanks for telling me. I may not always like what you do, but I do trust your judgment.”

“Thanks Brian.”

“You might forgive Michael, but I never will Justin.”

“I know Brian. There is one more matter I see coming up in the near future.”

“What’s that?”

“Who better to give Debbie away at her wedding now then her only son Brian?”

“Do you think he can be there without making a scene?”

“If he messes up; I’ll have our security men filet him personally. We need to talk to the gang and get them to play nice too and not make a scene when they see him there.”

“He should face them at Debbie’s house for Sunday pasta before the wedding so they get it out of their systems.”

“Mel won’t let him get near Jenny Rebecca.”

“She’ll cool off in a year or two. Mel can’t stay mad very long.” Brian said grinning with memories.

“So you’re ok with Michael in the wedding party?”

“I’ll do anything to make Debbie happy on her special day Justin. I can cope with it.” The two lovers looked into each other’s eyes and then kissed passionately with a promise of a good night to follow.

“How is the club doing? How are our boys doing?” Justin asked.

“Babylon is once again the finest gay club in the Pitts. Mark and Tony are the new Brian and Justin Show with guys coming in every night just to see them. On their two week day nights off I’m letting the other dancers take turns dancing on the bar; and I have their word not to fuck with them for being our favorites because they sell lots of booze being there.”

“They really are cute those two.” Justin commented.

“I’m hiring all the go-go dancers to waiter at the wedding too. They liked that.”

“What? No singing drag queens on roller skates wearing bikinis?” Justin laughed.

“Emmett will have to get over it; this wedding is half straight with most of the Pittsburgh Police force showing up for Carl.”

“At least we don’t have to worry about Stockwell attending it.” Justin finished his drink. “You want another one Bri?”

“I’m good; thanks. How are the Spider-man 5 clips coming along?”

“We should have the revised versions done tomorrow afternoon. I got Jerry to send me some cutting room floor clippings to work with to spice it up. He’s considering adding another love scene after I talked with him about it.”

“It’s really important to Kinnetik that his film is very successful Justin.”

“It will be Brian. So far he’s seen huge increases in sales following all our new advertising and the new website going up. All the stores are ordering more comics and their online sales are the highest ever.”

“I’d say we’re off to a good start with Marvel. Now Budweiser is the next hot project to pull off.”

“They loved the ‘Taste Me’ slogan.”

“Yes Justin; however, will the public love it? I want to bounce if off a research group of target market age groups and races before we release it.”

“I’ll set one up tomorrow. Enough talk about shop; I’m in the mood to get fucked by a beautiful millionaire.” Justin grabbed Brian’s hand and led him to the stairs.

“Everyone listen up; I need to let some of you know that Michael’s out of jail now. I asked for him to come join us at Sunday pasta today.” Brian told the group. You could hear a pin drop in the house.

“Brian, after everything he did; how could you want him here?” Emmett asked.

“This is his mother’s house. Michael will give her away at her wedding at our house. I don’t want you making a scene at the wedding when you see him there. This is your opportunity to get it out of your system before the wedding.”

“How did he get out so easy? I thought he was going down forever?” Emmett wondered.

“I forgave Michael for hurting me. Brian and I did some things to get his charges dropped federally and the local charges reduced to simple possession of a narcotic. He finished his sentence in county jail last Wednesday.” Justin told them. “I’m certain Michael has learned his lesson and isn’t the same man who did those things to hurt me.”

“It’s in the Bible we are only as strong as how we treat the least among us.” Debbie said.

“In a karmic sense we will reap the actions that we perform, and it will eventually come back to us. This is so especially when done with malice, and forethought. By karma Michael doesn’t deserve to be helped. He did those things with malice and forethought.” Ben said. “The Bible’s referring to children, the poor, the crippled, the sick; not to an evil criminal who almost got a beautiful innocent person killed.”

“Brian will never forgive him; you don’t have to forgive him either. I chose to but that’s me. He’s my friend at a distance who I trust with a margin of caution now. I’m giving him the room to redeem himself to me. I only ask you to tolerate him for Debbie’s sake. Don’t make a scene about him at the wedding. If you want to let him have it with both barrels today by all means let him have it. That’s your right. But don’t do it at the wedding. OK?” Justin told them as he looked around the room at their crazy little family.

“I’ve known Michael almost all his life. He still thinks like a kid; not an adult; I might not forgive him for hurting Justin but I understand him. This situation has hurt all of us. If I can be in the same room with him then you can too. We need to put this shit behind us. Do this for Debbie; do this for all of us to get along well again. Any objections?” Brian asked them. No one objected.

“Hunter and I will have a few words with Michael in private after we eat with no interruptions.” Mel said. Moments later Michael walked into the front door. Everyone stared at him.

“Hi Michael, come on in.” Justin said breaking the ice.

“Hello Justin.” A very shy Michael walked in and took off his coat.

“Well now that everyone’s here I’ll serve dinner.” Debbie said hoping this wouldn’t turn into a complete disaster today.

“Let me help you.” Jennifer told her. Molly joined her mom with Debbie in the kitchen.

“How are things at Boy Toy Michael?” Justin asked.

“Very good; thank you. I got plenty of hours working there and made new friends; hi Ben, hi Hunter.” Hunter got up and got right in Michael’s face and whispered.

“Fuck you, ... later.” Then he walked off.

“Hello Michael, this is my boyfriend Don; he’s a grad student in Chemistry at the university.”

“Hi Don, good to see you.” Michael was on his best behavior just hoping to get through this night with his skin intact. Don just nodded his head and said nothing.

“Michael, have you met Mark and Tony yet? They live at the Inn too. They work for me and Brian at Babylon now.” Justin said.

“Yes, hi guys, glad you found my mom. I’m sure you’re like adopted now forever.”

“Mother Debbie’s fantastic Michael; we love her.” Mark said. Then Tony high fived his lover in agreement. Justin couldn’t get over how cute the boys were and Debbie was taken by them instantly the first time she saw them for Sunday pasta. They were now part of the family.

“Dinner’s ready; Michael, come sit between me and Carl.” Debbie told him.  Everyone took a seat and began dishing out the food. Debbie passed around fresh hot bread to the crowd. The conversation was light and funny. Michael remained quiet with a feeling of impending doom hanging over him. This was going way too easy and he knew it. All too soon everyone was done with dinner and desert. The stars of the night were Mark and Tony. Their wit and youthfulness was so charming and fun to be near. Molly had a crush on Tony but knew he was gay and she didn’t have a chance. The boys were very nice to her anyway because they liked Justin’s sister as a friend. As the party retired to the living room Mel walked up to Michael.

“Your presence is required outside right now Michael Novotny.” Mel took his arm and dragged him out the back door. “No matter what you hear; do not interfere with me.” Mel ordered the party to stay out of it. Hunter grinned and followed them outside to the back yard.

“I’m going to go to the store; I’ll be right back.” Debbie said grabbing her coat quickly.

“I’m driving.” Carl said right behind her.

“Did you know about this Brian?” Justin asked him.

“No, but it doesn’t surprise me; stay out of it Justin.” Soon everyone could hear Mel’s voice.

“Michael; you seriously harmed a member of this family for financial gain. You robbed from him, drugged him, kidnapped him and tried to rape him. Then you hit him and it almost ended his life. Now in the legal system with the help of your crime victim you got away with it. But you are not getting away with it in this family. I have removed you as the legal father of Jenny Rebecca and if you fight me I’ll have you rubbed out. We’ll tolerate you for Debbie’s sake. That’s the only reason we do it. LET ME WARM YOU UP!”

“SLAP!  SLAP!  SLAP!”

 “May God mistake you for your worst enemy and give you all the curses you wished on him.” Melanie gave Michael a very terrible Jewish curse.

“STPOOPTH!” Everyone could hear Melanie spit in Michal’s face too and walked inside the house. Hunter walked up to Michael next. Then everyone heard Hunter begin.

“This is for dishonoring our family Michael. I disown you as my father forever; and it’s my family duty to pay you back for hurting all of us.” Hunter kicked Michael in the nuts as hard as he could; making the grown man double over. Hunter raised up his head pulling on his hair and slugged him-right, left, right, left, right, left, right…in the stomach as Michael was pinned to the back wall of the house. “You will always be shit in my eyes Michael Novotny.” Then Hunter executed a perfect round house heel kick up the side of Michael’s head in a bone breaking strike heard by everyone inside. Michael fell down on the hard cold ground passed out cold. Hunter walked back inside. “If anybody else wants a piece of him I didn’t leave you very much.”

“Tony, Mark, help me get him in your car and take him to the hospital. Here’s my card, tell them to send me the bill.” Justin said. The boys ran outside and with Justin’s help then put the unconscious man in their car and left for the emergency room.

“Well, Michael has been punished by the law and by the family. I say this is finished. Raise your hand if you think he deserves a second chance.” Justin said to the group as he raised his hand. Everyone raised their hands except for Brian, Melanie, and Hunter. “Will the three of you leave him be from now on for Debbie’s sake?” The three dissenting people nodded their heads.

“Schand zolung.”

“What was that Mel?” Justin asked her.

“It was Yiddish for ‘shame payment’. You might not understand Justin, but we just did Michael’s soul a big favor.” Justin’s cell phone rang.

“Hello”

“Is this Justin Taylor?”

“Yes it is.”

“This is Pittsburgh General Emergency; we are told you wish to accept the medical cost for a Michael Novotny today. Is this correct?”

“Yes”

“We have your records on file. Could you verify your social security number?” Justin gave her his number. “And the name and location of your company for the billing.”

“I sent the boys a card from me; Kinnetik Advertising Incorporated, U.S. Steel Tower, 46th floor; Pittsburgh. Would you like a credit card over the phone?”

“No Mr. Taylor; that won’t be necessary. We just had to verify this information. Mr. Novotny is being treated now.”

“Thank you.” Justin closed his phone.

“Good thing you didn’t fix his nose and tooth yet Sunshine.” Brian said as he grabbed his blond and kissed him with a smacking noise.

“Hunter, did you break your skin or bleed on Michael?”

“No, I kicked him in the soft spot, I punched his stomach on his shirt and kicked his head with my boots. I was careful Blondie.”

“Are you ok?”

“I’ve never felt better.” Ben grinned and hugged his smiling honorable son.

Leading up to the double ceremony of the traditional Catholic wedding of Carl Horvath with Debbie Novotny, and the not so traditional commitment ceremony of Brian Kinney with Justin Cole Kinney was a constant slow cold rain in West Virginia for three days. The plans for an outdoor ceremony at Britin were sadly cancelled. In place they went with plan B; a wedding and ceremony at the Pittsburgh Catholic Church followed by a limo and tour buses taking the wedding party to West Virginia for the reception after a dinner in town. Reverend Butterfield knew he might catch Hell for conducting a gay commitment ceremony in his Catholic church but he already agreed to the backup plan willingly.

Fate would be kind for on the wedding day the rain ended and the sun was shining yet the ground was soaked and saturated with fresh water and the temperature still in the low 40s; not exactly the best weather or conditions for an outside wedding party.

Rev. Butterfield went to great lengths to tell his parish members the church was rented that Saturday for a private ceremony with the hopes no one would find out the gay ceremony was also being conducted there and no great controversy would occur.

Justin insisted on spending the pre-commitment night away from Brian at his mother’s home with Molly and Tucker. The gang tried to give Brian another bachelor’s party which he soundly refused to participate in. He went over 3 months only being with Justin so they could get tested and enjoy their commitment night condom free for the first time in their over 5 years of knowing each other. Their blood tests were indeed negative of any diseases and the lovers were very eager to enter the next stage of their relationship.

Emmett, party planner extraordinaire was in full preparation mode with twice the staff to handle a rather large party for a double ceremony with over 160 people attending.  It was decided to serve an early dinner for the guest first at the privately reserved restaurant The Porter House for the guest before bussing them to West Virginia. Emmett got a great deal of $250 a plate for surf and turf, steak and lobster for most of the guest and special diets for those guests who expressed needing them.

Three locations were humming with activity getting ready: the church, the restaurant, and Britin. Flowers were delivered on time to all the locations; meals were prepared on time and fresh, and Britin was set up with three extra bars and fully stocked to make sure all the guests were well served and could enjoy themselves knowing a tour bus was waiting to return them to their cars at the church.

“What is Brian paying for this day?” Jennifer asked her son.

“I’m not sure for a final amount but I know it’s over 150 grand.”

“Well you look so handsome in your blue tux today. I hope you make lots of photos.”

“Our photographer at Kinnetik is covering everything. I’m sure he will Mom.”

“I still feel odd giving you away like a bride.” Justin laughed.

“Pretend you’re my other best man then. This is a very non-traditional ceremony for our side of it. We can do it anyway we want to; Butterfield said so.”

“The limo just arrived; Molly, it’s time to go dear.”

“I’ll be right there Mother.” Molly came springing down the stairs wearing a very beautiful white flower girl wedding dress. Everyone put on their coats and climbed into the waiting limo to ride to the church.

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“Come on Debbie, the limo’s here.” Mel told the waiting bride. Standing beside Mel was the toddler JR wearing a matching flower girl dress like the one Molly was wearing. Debbie came down the stairs in her new wedding gown Brian insisted on getting for her. A train trail was waiting at the church to join with the gown before the ceremony and her veil. The girls got into the limo and left the Liberty Avenue area for their destination.

At the church, Brian and Carl were already there waiting with the best men of the ceremonies, Detective Ruth was performing as best man for Carl, and Ted was there for Brian. Daphne was there to best man for Justin. Brian thought the alter would be pretty crowded with so many people there for the wedding/ceremony but this is what Justin wanted. Gus was wearing a matching white tux just like his father’s and he was the ring bearer for both couples. He was taking his duty very seriously today. Michael was quietly waiting alone in the church pews for everyone to arrive. He would give his mother away but for the most part avoid everyone in the gang despite assurances his punishment was over.

Guest began to arrive and was sent to sit on one side or the other depending on which couple they were there for today. For the most part, those guests there for both couples sat on the Brian and Justin side and the other side was a majority of Pittsburgh finest both in and out of uniforms. Carl had many friends on the force and they were more than happy to celebrate this day with him. On the other side was a majority of gay people of all colors and persuasions. Standing out was Kiki in full drag dressed for a royal ball. Most of the Kinnetik employees were there and a fair number of frequent visitors at Babylon. The contrast in the church was like nothing Joan Kinney had ever seen in her life. She had received a wedding invitation from Debbie and at first wasn’t going to attend since her son was also making his commitment to another man, but felt it was rude to not go for a good Catholic friend like Debbie was. They had known each other since Brian was a young teenager and in a sense shared him growing up. Once everyone was seated the priest started the wedding song.

“Here Comes the Bride” played on the church speakers as Molly and JR led the procession throwing rose pedals on the carpeted entryway leading to the altar;  behind the flower girls was Debbie escorted by her son Michael hold her arm; Debbie’s gown was bright purple with a light purple veil and long trail streaming behind her. She was a radiant sight with her perfect red hair and purple attire with matching shoes. Once Debbie was on the alter Michael handed her hand to Carl and went to stand behind them. Then the music slowly got quiet.

The next song was the recording “Save the Last Dance for Me” by the Drifters. Walking down the aisle was now Justin wearing his light sky blue tux carrying a bouquet of Golden Gardenias escorted by his mother Jennifer on one arm, and Daphne on the other. For the cops and straight guests who had never seen a gay wedding before this was a real treat. Emmett thought Justin was so beautiful he had to wipe away fresh tears of joy. Soon Justin was at the altar still gazing at the man of his dreams as Jennifer placed his hand in Brian’s and then moved behind them. Daphne stood beside Justin as best man as Detective Ruth was doing for Carl.  Justin held the flowers under Brian’s nose and he smelled them becoming enchanted by the Chinese omen that he would forever love Justin now after smelling the aroma of the rare flower on his wedding/commitment day. Reverend Butterfield then stood up wearing his traditional catholic robe and attire ready to begin the ceremony.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today for the marriage or commitment union of two couples very much in love. For those who are curious, the service will be traditional Catholic for the marriage and civil in nature for the commitment portion.

Let us turn to Christ Jesus with confidence and faith in the power of his cross and resurrection:

(Reader cards given to the guest)  “Lord, have mercy.”

Risen Lord, pattern of our life forever…. “Lord, have mercy”

Promise and image of what we shall be…. “Lord, have mercy.”

Son of God who came to destroy sin and death….“Lord, have mercy.”

Word of God who delivered us from the fear of death….“Lord, have mercy.”

Crucified Lord, forsaken in death, raised in glory….“Lord, have mercy.”

Lord Jesus, gentle Shepherd who brings rest to our souls, give peace to Carl Horvath and Deborah Novotny  forever….“Lord, have mercy.”

Then the priest took the rings from Gus’s pillow and blessed them; he handed vow cards to Carl and Debbie.

“I, Carl Horvath, take you Deborah Novotny, to be my  beloved wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.” Butterfield gave the ring to Carl who placed it on Debbie’s hand.

“I, Deborah Novotny, take you Carl Horvath, to be my  beloved husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish; from this day forward until death do us part.” Then the priest gave to ring to Debbie who placed it on Carl’s hand. Then Butterfield went to conclude the marriage ceremony with the Nuptial Blessing.

“Lord Jesus, you bless those who mourn and are in pain. Bless Carl Horvath and Deborah Novotny families and friends who gather around him and her today….“Lord, have mercy.”

My dear friends, let us turn to the Lord and pray
that he will bless with his grace Deborah now married in Christ to this man Carl and that
he will unite in love the couple he has joined in this holy bond.

All the guests prayed silently for a short while. Then the priest extends his hands and continues:

Father, by your power you have made everything out of nothing.
In the beginning you created the universe
and made mankind in your own likeness.
You gave man the constant help of woman
so that man and woman should no longer be two, but one flesh,
and you teach us that what you have united
may never be divided.

Father, you have made the union of man and wife so holy a mystery
that it symbolizes the marriage of Christ and his Church.

Father, keep them always true to your commandments.

Keep them faithful in marriage
and let them be living examples of Christian life.

Give them the strength which comes from the gospel
so that they may be witnesses of Christ to others.
And, after a happy old age,
grant them fullness of life with the saints
in the kingdom of heaven.
We ask this through Christ our Lord.

I now pronounce you man and wife.” Carl took Debbie and gave her a deep long kiss. Then the ceremony moved to Brian and Justin. Butterfield was winging it here because there was no protocol for the church in such a ceremony.

“Now we witness the union of two people very much in love; if I may have the rings.” Butterfield took the rings, kissed them and gave vow cards to Brian and Justin.

“I, Brian Kinney, commit to you, Justin Kinney, to be your beloved husband and partner, to have and to hold you, to honor you, to treasure you, to be at your side in sorrow and in joy, in the good times, and in the bad, and to love and cherish you always. I promise you this from my heart, for all the days of my life. I am Forever Yours Justin Kinney.” Brian took the ring from Butterfield and placed it on Justin’s hand as he gazed into his beautiful blue eyes.

“I, Justin Kinney, commit to you, Brian Kinney, to be your beloved husband and partner, to have and to hold you, to honor you, to treasure you, to be at your side in sorrow and in joy, in the good times, and in the bad, and to love and cherish you always. I promise you this from my heart, for all the days of my life. I am Forever Yours Brian Kinney.” Justin took the ring and placed it on Brian’s hands then he kissed it and smiled at Brian looking into those hazel eyes he remembered staring at the first time the man took him to be his partner on that very special night years ago.

“Before all your family and friends here today, I pronounce you committed partners for life.” Brian then reached for the back of Justin’s head and pulled him into a devouring kiss and they then held each other taken by this special moment and only stopping when it was time for air.

Everyone in the church began to applaud loudly, except for Joan who only stared at the sight she was seeing in her Catholic church with her son and that boy she remembered from the day she learned her only son was gay. A cold chill ran up her spine as she felt horror for the sin being committed in God’s holy house. She was also in shock seeing the little boy who looked so much like Brian at that age.

The wedding march began to play as Carl and Debbie walked down the aisle followed by a very happy Brian carrying Gus and Justin; rice was thrown at both couples in a showering display of snowing white. The two couples got into the waiting limo headed to the steak house for the early dinner. Then the wedding party were loaded on waiting tour buses to be taken their too.

“By golly we did it Carl!” Debbie said as she kissed her husband on the cheek.

“We sure did honey; I’m the happiest man alive.” The love radiating from the newlyweds was glowing inside the limo. Brian and Justin were very happy for them, and happy for themselves.

“Did you have fun Gus?” Justin asked the little boy riding with them.

“I sure did. Just promise me you won’t start fighting.”

“We promise Gus; things will only get better now.” Justin told him as he kissed Brian again making Gus smile.

“Debbie, did you see the look on Joan’s face?” Brian asked.

“No Brian, I did invite her; I hope it was ok.”

“Well now she knows I have a son. Let’s see how she acts at the reception.”

“Mother, I’d like to invite you to sit with us at the main wedding table if you promise not to express your negative feelings for gay people. You can meet your grandson but don’t mention his mother.” Brian said to Joan who was sitting alone in the restaurant.

“What’s wrong with his mother?”

“I’ll explain later; just don’t mention her and don’t tell him having gay fathers is wrong. It’ll be the last time you see him if you do.” Brian stared at his aging mother until she nodded her head silently agreeing to his terms. Joan got up and Brian escorted her to their table. Joan sat beside Debbie and Carl and little Gus on her right side.

“Gus, this is my mother Joan and your Grand Ma Joan.” Brian said. Gus looked up at her and extended his little hand.

“I’m happy to meet you Gran Ma Joan.” She took the smiling boy’s hand and gently shook it. He was without a doubt the most charming little boy she ever saw. Claire’s boys were never so polite. “Are you going to have steak and lobster with us?”

“I sure am Gus; how old are you?”

“I’m four but I’ll be five soon. I can already read, write and type.”

“That’s very nice Gus. You are certainly a very handsome smart boy.” The waiters came and served the dinner wine; Gus got a Coke. Also sitting at the table were Cynthia, Detective Ruth, Carl’s son and daughter and their mates, Ted, Blake and Jerry Griffin, and Jennifer, Tucker and Molly.

“Mrs. Kinney, I’m sure you remember me, Justin, that’s my mom Jennifer, her boyfriend Tucker and my little sister Molly.” Courtesies were exchanged.

“That’s Ted my accountant at work, his partner Blake and Jerry Griffin, the owner of Marvel Comics who flew in to attend our ceremony today. He’s a client of ours at Kinnetik.” Brian made the introductions.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you Mrs. Kinney.” Jerry said. Joan could smell the wealth and money about the man. Her son certainly had very powerful friends. He was wearing a wedding band but she wasn’t sure if it was with a woman or a man. The waiters began serving the dishes asking who wanted well done, done, medium rare or rare. Brian ordered a done steak for Gus and Justin began to cut it up for him. Joan noticed the very family like way Justin and Brian took care of Gus. She had very mixed feelings about a young boy being with two gay men but keep her feelings to herself.

Soon every one finished eating and the limos and tour buses were loaded for the journey to Britin in West Virginia. When the bus turned down the long driveway Joan got her first view of the grand two story mansion and the beautiful lawns already green and manicured in March. She got off the bus and walked to the double door entrance. Inside she saw the house was elegantly detailed with a décor that screamed great wealth. Never in her long life had Joan been inside such a beautiful house before.

Mark, the go-go dancer at Babylon was wearing a plum red tux and greeted the guests coming in and taking their coats. Even the straight people had to take a double glance at his beauty. Joan wondered what this boy’s relationship was with Brian since he seemed to prefer blonds who were very young.

“Are you with the catering company young man?” Joan asked Mark.

“No, I work for Brian.” He replied confirming her worse suspicions; no doubt a private boy toy for his sinful ways.  Debbie walked up and took Joan’s arm.

“Joan, let me show you around. This is Brian and Justin’s home. It ‘s very beautiful don’t you think?”

“Impressive to say the least; tell me Debbie, do all gay men have boys on the side like Brian does?”

“Huh? What are you talking about Joan?”

“That blond boy at the entrance said he belongs to Brian. Isn’t Justin enough for him?”

“Joan, that boy works for them at their nightclub in Pittsburgh called Babylon. He’s strictly an employee, and so is his lover. I know both of those young boys very well. Brian and Justin have an exclusive relationship with no one else involved. How did you get such an idea?”

“It was something he said; my miss-understanding.” Debbie led Joan into the living room. Over the mantle was the new professional photo of Brian, Justin and Gus. Joan stared at the photo.

“Debbie, Brian told me not to mention Gus’s mother to him and that he would tell me about her later. What’s her story?”

“Originally Brian agreed to be the sperm donor for two lesbian friends to have a child. The mother is Lindsay Peterson.”

“I believe I’ve met her before, she was a friend of Brian’s in college.”

“Yes, well to make a long story short, she physically and sexually abused the boy. Brian and Justin had her arrested and they now have sole custody of Gus forever. Brian even changed his name to Kinney.”

“Where is she now?”

“She in a mental hospital in Canada where the charges are filed; she was living in Canada when some of the crimes happened. We don’t talk about her unless he brings it up.”

“That’s horrible. He’s such an adorable boy. I don’t know why Brian never told me about him.”

“Like I said Joan, he was just the sperm donor with no parental rights until the abuse happened. Add to that the boy wasn’t even in this country until recently.”

“I guess that makes sense. I missed watching him grow up.”

“I have lots of photos. I take care of Gus and his little sister during the day while the parents work. We have a nursery at Brian’s office now for the employee’s children. Carl and I both take care of the kids. The beautiful girl Lily is a live-in housekeeper and nanny here. She also has a degree in elementary education.”

“Brian has another child?”

“No, Gus’s other mother has a young daughter, the little flower girl at the wedding is Gus’s sister.”

“Well they’ve got to great lengths to give Gus a good home.” Joan noticed.

“He has a wonderful life here and he’s very happy.” Debbie told her. “Let me show you the rest of the house. Would you like a drink?”

“A sherry perhaps;” Debbie led Joan into the bar room where one of the handsome bartenders from Babylon was making drinks for everyone.

“Tommy, you got any sherry?”

“No Deb, but I have an excellent red wine here; very old vintage and expensive as hell.”

“I’ll try a glass of that then.” Joan commented. Tom poured the wine and gave it to the older woman who took a sip and smiled. “This is very good.”

“For the hell of it Tom how much a bottle is that shit?”

“$7,500”

“How can Brian afford to waste so much money?”

“HA! Joan you don’t have a clue how much money those boys have. 7500 ain’t nothing to them.”

“I wonder who did their decorations.”

“I sure it was Justin; he has a very good eye for these kind of things. Let me show you the media room.” Debbie led Joan down the hall into the huge media room; kids were watching a movie on the huge plasma screen with the sound system going. Joan had never seen such a room in a house before. Suddenly she felt so poor with her pathetic box TV set at home a fraction of the size of this one hanging on the wall like a huge sharp painting in motion. “Let’s go see the dining room and kitchen.”  Next Debbie took Joan to the dining room. She counted 12 cushioned chairs around the dark walnut table.

“How many people live here?”

“Four adults and two kids; they often have guest over so the chairs do get used. The family usually eats in the kitchen unless they have company.” Joan sipped on her wine as she followed Debbie into the kitchen. Once inside Joan was awestruck with the place; the beautiful oak cabinets with gold trim, the black and chrome appliances built in, the sub-zero side by side freezer and a separate refrigerator also a double door; the top of the line counter appliances and coffee makers. Joan looked at the center island and ran her hands on the fine marble countertop and inspected the spotlessly clean range top. No doubt this kitchen cost more than her house was worth. “Come with me Joan.” Debbie led her next into Justin’s art studio. There Justin was showing some of his work to guests. When he saw Joan coming in her quickly covered a canvas of a nude Brian in bed.

“My goodness; the entire back wall is glass.” Joan commented. The sunlight was just beginning to fade into sundown but there was enough light to see inside naturally. Debbie led Joan to a door and took her down an all glass enclosed walkway into the pool room that was recently finished by the contractors. Several guests were swimming in the heated pool. The enclosure was as big as a zoo atrium and also all glass. The room temperature was a perfect 78 degrees despite it being in the low 40s outside. A slight glimpse of steam came off the heated pool water. Joan was beyond impressed. “I seem to have finished my glass.”

“Well we can fix that.” Debbie said as she took Joan’s glass and went to the bartender in the pool room and refilled it with the same red wine that was in the bar room. “Would you like to sit down for a while before seeing the rest of the house?”

“Yes, I think I would.” Joan and Debbie took seats by the pool and watched the people having a good time. It was mostly young gay men from Babylon swimming; two men were making out in the shallow water. Debbie watched Joan stare at the poolside lovers.

“You’re still upset about Brian being gay, aren’t you Joan?”

“The Bible makes it perfectly clear he’s going to Hell, and probably taking his son with him.”

“First of all, odds are Gus is going to be straight, Second of all, the Bible isn’t clear and how we interpret it is subject to challenge. I know our boys were born gay Joan; and God doesn’t make mistakes. They are gay because he made them gay.” Debbie told her.

“It’s wrong for two men living in sin like this to raise a child; he’ll learn by their example and become lost in this sin too.”

“Talking like that I have no doubt why Brian never told you about Gus.”

“What do you mean?”

“He wouldn’t want you sharing your hate and prejudice with his son. I remind you a woman molested him and physically hurt him. Gus could not be in a better home full of love. Can’t you look at Gus and see how much he’s surrounded by love? Did Brian grow up with that much love in his young life Joan?” The question brought back bitter memories and a tear began to form in Joan’s eye.

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“You have a very beautiful home Brian.”

“Thank you Jerry; we like it a lot. I bought this house and proposed to Justin and the first time he accepted my proposal was in this living room. Then we spent the weekend christening the house.” Brian said with a smirk of a smile. Jerry grinned catching Brian’s meaning.

“I envy you Brian; you have the life I desire but could never have.”

“Why is that Jerry?”

“I have a wife and children; I have the respect and reputation of my family to maintain.”

“So you would deny your own happiness to play their game and pretend to be straight so you don’t upset people, embarrass your family, and friends?”

“It’s more complicated than that Brian.”

“I won’t tell you how to live Jerry, but I’ll remind you that you only get one pass in this life to be happy. Being out and gay isn’t what it used to be; we’re quite accepted these days. I’m sure you can provide for your family and have the life you desire if you decided to do it.”

“I’m such a high profile businessman it would be a national scandal Brian. Parents would boycott their children buying my comics if they knew the owner was a gay man.”

“You can’t buy that kind of free publicity Jerry and it would only increase your sales. You’re still entitled to a private life away from your business life.”

“I’ll have to think about it.  I’m sorry Mark is taken; he’s so beautiful Brian.”

“He’s so much like Justin it amazes me; their very young lovers and who knows how long they might be together. He’s a gem that’s for sure.”

"Let me know if he ever becomes available." Brian smiled.

“Mark, I’d like for you to take a break and meet a very good friend of mine.” Brian said to the young blond party host. “This is Jerry Griffin; he owns Marvel Comics; Jerry this is Mark, a go-go dancer at my night club. I have to go check on Justin.” Brian made the introduction and walked away briskly.

“Hi Jerry; you own the comic books?”

“Yes Mark, and the movies like Spider-man, and X-Men.”

“That's so cool; I love comics. How do you know Brian and Justin?”

“They’re my advertising company nationwide. I also acquired the comic Rage from Justin recently and I’m turning the story into a major movie.”

“Wow! A gay super hero movie; that has to be a first.”

“Are you familiar with the Rage comic?”

“I sure am. I have all the issues; the first ones are collector’s items now.”

“Let me be forward with you Mark. You’re very beautiful and charming. I asked Brian to introduce us.”

“Thanks for the compliment Jerry; however, I have a boyfriend.”

“I understand, and both of you are very young. Have you ever done any acting Mark?”

“No, but how hard could it be?”

“I could see you playing JT in my movie. Interested?”

“Who wouldn’t be interested; I bet it would pay lots of money.”

“Yes it would, and it could launch a career in acting for you. You have the looks and charm to be there; you only lack the connections and your first big break.”

“What would I need to do next?”

“I have a private jet at the airport. I’d like to fly you to Los Angeles tonight and do auditions tapes with you. After a few days if you like I’ll bring you back.”

“Can my boyfriend come with us?”

“I’d prefer you came with me alone Mark. I will of course compensate you for your time doing the auditions.” Jerry looked into Mark’s bright blue eyes and winked at him. “Your boyfriend would get in our way.” Mark thought about seeing Tony letting a man suck him off in the backroom of Babylon this week. He hadn’t said anything to him yet about it. He wasn’t sure if this was the only time his lover cheated on him. Now he was confronted by this attractive and very powerful wealthy man who was interested in him and wanted to consider him for a major role in an upcoming movie. Had Tony not let that man suck his dick and Mark saw it his decision now might have been different.

“If Brian and Justin can give me the time off I’ll go with you.” Mark said smiling. Jerry’s heart skipped a beat. Somehow, some way, he would make this boy his forever.

“Let’s go talk to them.” Jerry and Mark walked through the crowd of guests to find the newly committed couple in the bar room.

“Brian, I want to audition Mark for the part of JT in Rage. He’s willing to fly out with me tonight to LA if you can let him go. I might mention, if we accept him for the part as I believe we will, and he accepts the proposal I offer him, he won’t be coming back.” Jerry looked into Brian’s eyes and winked. Justin caught it too.

“Mark talk with me for a minute.” Justin took Mark to the side. “What about Tony, Mark? You should know Jerry wants you.”

“Justin, I saw Tony letting a man suck him off in the back room this week. I’m pretty upset at him.”

“Is that enough to end your relationship?”

“How do I turn down an offer like the one Jerry is making? He must be a multi-millionaire.”

“He’s a billionaire Mark, and married to a wife with kids.”

“Well, maybe he just wants me for the movie then. I’ll call Tony and tell him I’m going to do the auditions in LA and be back in a few days.”

 “Mark, Jerry’s coming out. He’d probably leave his wife and kids to be with you. He’s not going to want you to come back except by his side visiting us.”

“Let me consider this; he’s a real hot looking man, very rich, wants to make me a movie star, and I can be a billionaire’s puppy? On the other side I have a boyfriend who can’t keep his dick in his pants at work. This is a tough decision Justin.” Mark was grinning so wide his face should be hurting. “His jet is waiting to take me to LA tonight for auditions to be JT in Rage. Did I forget to mention Jerry is drop dead gorgeous in a fine mature way?”

“I didn’t know Tony did that. It’s your life kid and we would miss you, but I think Jerry would fall in love with you and make you very happy.”

“Justin, before we got the jobs at Babylon we almost had to sell our bodies to eat. With Jerry that’ll never happen to me.”

“How is Tony going to take this?”

“He’s hot looking and young. He’s not that in love with me or he wouldn’t have tricked in the back room when he thought I was busy on the bar. He’ll replace me within a week.”

“Why didn’t he come to our wedding and reception today? We hired him?”

“Good question Justin; I wonder who he’s with right now. He said he was too tired but I don’t buy it.” Justin gave his card to Mark.

“If things don’t work out or you need help getting home, call me.”

“Ok Justin, but I think I’m going to be fine.” Justin stroked his fine blond hair and they walked back to where Jerry and Brian were talking. Justin looked into Jerry’s eyes and smiled.

“Well it looks like you found your JT. Take good care of him Jerry; he’s very special to us.” Justin told the man.

“He’ll want for nothing Justin; he’ll know happiness beyond his wildest imagination.”

“Where will he be staying?”

“I have a house on the coast in Malibu. Let’s go to your office and I’ll give you the information. Come and visit us anytime.”

“Where are the wife and kids staying?” Justin went to the point.

“Our house in Beverly Hills; she doesn’t know about the beach house; I just bought it recently.”

“You need to call Tony now, Mark.” The blond boy pulled out his cell phone and made the call.

“It went to voice mail. ….. Tony, this is Mark, I’m leaving for LA tonight to audition for a movie. I don’t know when I’ll get back. Good bye.”  Mark closed his phone and gave it to Justin. “Please give this to Tony, it’s on his cell phone plan. I don’t want him knowing how to reach me.” Brian looked at Justin and shrugged his shoulders. Justin put the phone in his pocket. They went to the office and Jerry wrote down the address and phone number to the beach house.

“Thank you for inviting me to your wedding and introducing me to Mark.” Jerry said.

“We were delighted you came. You two have a great time; maybe we can come visit you soon.” Brian said.

“I’d like that Brian. Thank you very much for your advice. I believe I might just follow it. I think I’ve found my reason to.” Everyone said their goodbyes and soon Jerry and Mark were in a stretch limo headed for Pittsburgh.

“He dumped Tony like a slimy rock.” Brian said.

“He caught his letting some guy give him head in the backroom at the club.”

“Well he’s going to be on top of the world now Sunshine. I guess we sold a lone.”

“We had nothing to do with it. Mark sold himself and very well I might add.” The phone rang in Justin’s pocket. Justin pulled it out and answered it.

 “Hello”

 “Mark?”

 “No, this is Justin Tony, Mark isn’t here.”

“I’m returning his call.”

 “He left you a voice mail. The owner of Marvel Comics was at our reception and discovered Mark. He’s going to LA tonight to audition for the part of JT in the upcoming Rage movie being produced.”

“Why didn’t he take me with him? Why didn’t he take his phone?”

“Tony, he saw you letting a man give you head in the back room this week.”

“FUCK! I only did it one time Justin. I need to talk to him.”

“He already left for LA Tony.”

“He’s not coming back is he Justin?”

“That’s a real possibility Tony.”

“Can I have his go-go job?”

“Tony wants his dancing job on the bar Brian.” Brian took the phone.

“Tony, you can dance too but you have to share the bar with the other dancers.”

 “Ok, I’m cool with that.”

 “Are you upset with Mark leaving like this?”

 “Nah, I can get another one.”

 “Ok, see you later.” Brian closed the phone. “He’s not shedding a tear Justin.”

 “I think they were more in lust than love Bri.”

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 Jerry stepped out of the limo followed by Mark. The cold air was blowing around them. The roaring of the Gulf Stream private jet ready for takeoff was the first noise Mark heard after the limo door opened. Mark followed Jerry up the stairs into the beautiful plane.

“Where to boss?”

 “LAX Bill. But don’t let anyone know I’m back in town yet.”

 “Will do sir.” The steward closed the door and the jet taxied to the runway. They were given VIP status and sent to the head of the line passing 8 commercial jets waiting to take off.

“This is the best window seat Mark.” Jerry led the boy to sit down beside him at a window seat and helped him into his seat belt.

“Drinks?” the steward asked.

“Would you like something Mark?”

 “I’d love a cold beer.”

“Two beers then.” Moments later they had their beers and took a drink as the private jet raced down the runway and suddenly took off into an almost 45 degree angle upward. Within minutes the plane leveled off headed for Los Angeles International Airport. The jet’s power greatly impressed the blond.

“Is this your company jet Jerry?”

“The company has another plane, this is my personal jet; our personal jet Mark.” The boy swallowed hard on his beer taking in what the man just said.

“Can we discuss something personal Jerry?”

 “We can discuss anything. I don’t want to have any secrets with you.”

 “Justin told me you have a wife and kids and you might be coming out and leaving them; … to be with me.”

 “True, I am coming out Mark. I’ve been planning for this moment for some time now. I was just waiting for the right time. And I’m hoping it’s to be with you if you give me a chance to make you happy.”

“Would you still give me the part in the movie if we don’t work out?”

“Certainly, I think you’re perfect for JT and I’m concerned for the movie to be successful.”

 “Why me Jerry?”

 “You don’t know how beautiful you are Mark. You’re also smart, charming and full of youth and wit. Are you a bottom?”

“Mostly, but I like to top now and then.”

 “I’m a gay man and I’m not happy with my wife Mark. I want the life Brian has. Did you know he’s Rage and Justin’s JT? The comic’s based on their lives.”

 “I didn’t know that until now. So that’s what Justin meant when he said you found your JT. He wasn’t talking about me being JT in the movie?”

 “He was talking about both, in the movie and being the JT in my life.”

“I hate to think I’m breaking up a family.”

“It was going to happen anyway with are without you involved.”

“Two more personal questions.”

“OK”

“How big are you and are you cut?”

“Ha! I’m over 10 inches, and yes I’m cut. Am I a keeper?”

“That’s a real possibility Jerry.” Mark looked into his eyes and moved closer until they kissed gently for the first time.

 “There’s nothing I can’t give you Mark.”

“Can you give me yourself, exclusively? Would you belong only to me? The only reason I left my boyfriend tonight was because he had sex with someone else.”

“I can’t imagine wanting to be with anyone but you Mark.”

“This is like love at first sight.”

“The first time I saw you in that plum tux it was love at first sight for me.”

“So you picked the plum tonight.”

 “I sure did and I’m a very happy and lucky man Mark.”

Brian and Justin took off their reception clothes and got into the huge double shower together. Brian took the sponge and began to lather up his beautiful blond lover following their well practiced routine. They had done this so many times, often in the morning they could bathe each other on autopilot still asleep in the shower. The body soap was rich and full as he covered the young man’s body. At the same time Justin took another sponge and did the same to Brian. They weren’t just cleaning each other; they were exploring each other thinking how tonight making love would be different and new.

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The limo pulled up to a closed gate. Jerry rolled down his windows to show the guard it was him. The gate opened and the limo drove into the fenced private beach estate and down the driveway and parked in front of a very modern all wood and glass home rich in architecture details. Mark got out of the car and smelled the Pacific Ocean just on the other side of the house. It was quite warm compared to Pittsburgh weather. He could hear the ocean waves slapping on the shore. Jerry took his hand and led him upon the porch and inside the house. Just inside the door was another guard.

“Welcome home Jerry.”

“Ricky, let me introduce you to Mark; he’ll be staying here with me. I’m assigning you with his protection. Tomorrow take him to town and buy him a complete wardrobe top shelf. Get three tailored suits done. Get housekeeping to set him up in the master bedroom.

“Hello Mark, welcome to Malibu.” Said the smiling ex-cop.

“Thank you Ricky.”

“Mark, are you hungry?”

“I’m good until tomorrow Jerry. Just a little tired.” Mark said with a wink.

“That’s two of us; we’ll see you tomorrow Ricky; go get some sleep yourself.”

“Ok”. The guard then left to go to his private quarters away from the main home. He called another guard to stand out front in his place since he was now going on dayshift with the special assignment to take care of Mark; the bosses new boy.

They walked through the beautiful home richly furnished and into the master bedroom. Jerry took Mark into his arms and kissed him probing deep into his sweet young mouth tasting his essence on his beautiful red lips; running his tongue on his white teeth, enjoying the closeness with someone more beautiful than Justin. Mark rubbed his hands up and down Jerry’s back exciting the man greatly.

“Mark, I have to admit how new I am to making love with a man. I’ve only kissed and given head one time.”

“A virgin huh? I’ll be very gentle for you Jerry. I’m not that experienced myself so we can learn together. You’ve never had anal sex before?”

“No, but I’ve dreamed about doing it many times. I take one look at you and know I want to be inside you.”

“There’s a good chance you’re the biggest man ever inside me so we have to take it very slow.”

“You’re in charge Mark. However you want to do this.”

“I got my latest test last week and I’m HIV negative and I don’t have any STDs. How about you?”

“I’ve only been with my wife and briefly with Justin but it was mostly touching. I’m certain I’m disease free.”

“If you trust me, and I trust you, then we don’t need condoms. It’s going to be much better that way.”

“Agreed; and if we never see anyone else, we’ll never need them either.” Jerry said getting reading for the most wonderful night of his gay life. Jerry began to undress Mark out of his beautiful plum color tux. He was unwrapping a present; and he took great care to do it with love. Mark helped him and started to unbutton Jerry’s shirt. As the clothes came off both lovers admired the other’s body; Jerry was very well built and in shape for a mid thirties man. Mark was small and twink like still with a touch of adorable baby fat in just the right places; he had an impressive nine inch hard on, thick and tasty looking to the hungry billionaire. Mark’s skin was pale white to match his natural blond shade. Jerry imagined how beautiful he would look with a California tan soon.

Jerry ran his hands down Mark’s back and gently took the boy’s bubble butt into his hands feeling their firmness, how round they were, hairless smooth and inviting. Mark grabbed Jerry’s aching 10” cock into his hands and realized this was a whopper and nearly as thick as a drinking glass.

“Why Mr. Wolf, what a big dick you have!” Mark said playing with the man as he stroked his massive rod feeling the pre-cum on his fingers. His sweet young voice was hypnotizing to the older man.

“The better to love you with my little red riding hood.”

“Good thinking;, the best way for me to get accustomed to this monster cock is if I’m on top and slowing taking it in until I can handle it.”

“So I lay down on by back and you get on top of me?”

“Yes, let me be in control at first; I’ll slowing slip it in until I get it all. Then we’ll have to wait until my body adjusts to the size before you get to pound me into tomorrow.”

“Do you like it rough?”

“Not at first; we have to work up to it; we’ll know when it’s time to get heavy.” Jerry picked up the boy who was light as a feather and carried him to the massive California king size bed. Mark’s beautiful long blond hair flowed below his head as he was carried to his new love nest.

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Without words Brian and Justin instantly knew how they wanted to have sex the first time without a condom. They wanted to repeat the first time they made love after meeting under a lamp post outside of Babylon many years ago. Brian obtained the finest lubricant and warmed it to body temperature in warm water getting it ready for this moment. Justin laid on his back and smiled as Brian applied the rich lube to his anus and prepared him for this special session of making love. After Justin’s blow job in the shower he was over the edge and should be able to fuck for a long time before having another climax. Brain applied the lube to his cock and got into position.

“This is one small hole for a man, one big dick for mankind.” Justin laughed as Brian slowly put his hard raw cock into Justin’s tight hot velvety soft love tunnel. The sensation was overwhelming and without thinking Brian drove it all the way home making Justin moan out loud.

“OH BRIAN! That feels incredible; your cock is so hot; I can feel the veins inside me.”

“Damn Justin, I forgot how good doing it raw was.” Brian grabbed both of the boy’s legs and began to slowly fuck the younger man enjoying the feeling of Justin’s hot inner flesh next to his aching cock being gripped on every entry and removal, quickly Brian picked up the tempo fucking his lover harder as he stared into his beautiful blue eyes smiling back at him with the blonds’ arms holding his head for balance. The fire of passion built between them unlike no other time in the thousands of times they had made love and began to engulf them with new heights of lover’s joy.

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Jerry was like a starving man with a feast laid out in front of him. He felt every inch of Mark’s beautiful small young body with his hands, he kissed the boy with a love and passion he had never felt for any other person. He dove down and suck on his large twink cock playing with his tight balls, stroking inside his hairless thighs. Jerry remembered Justin’s instruction how to suck dick and with that lesson gave young Mark an excellent blow job driving the boy wild with erotic pleasure; Mark knew he couldn’t hold back very long.

“I’m cuming …oh….oh…..oh…..” Jerry worked that young dick eager for his hot sweet reward and soon a rapid stream of white Twinkie jizz shot into his mouth filling it; Jerry swallowed and continued to suck. The sensitive cock after climaxing was too much for Mark to stand the torture of being sucked on so close after cuming. He gently stopped Jerry and pulled him up for a deep thank you kiss.

 “You are so delicious!” Jerry said smiling.

“I thought you said you were new at this?” Mark got Jerry to lie down on his back and he grabbed the towel and lube. He first applied lots of lube to his tight boy ass; then he applied it to Jerry’s roaring 10” cock. Mark thought this was going to be hard to take but he was a very determined bottom to conquer this new big living sex machine. Mark craved this monster cock inside him and he mentally prepared himself to make it happen. He got up and straddled the older man aiming his huge cock at his hole and began to sit on it. The moment the giant head of Jerry’s cock broke inside his rectum Mark knew he was in for the fuck of his life.

“Oh fuck! That’s one big fucking dick.” The panting boy said as he adjusted to the intrusion.

“It feels fantastic inside you.” Jerry had fuck lots of pussy in his life but nothing felt this tight and hot to him and this was only the head of cock inside. Mark felt ready and slowly lowered his body onto the impaling rod driving it home inside his gripping vise tight ass as he concentrated on relaxing and letting the massive member take him whole. To help adjust, Mark rose up and then went back down on the giant dick deeper inside his hot young perfect ass. Once Mark felt he was ready, he rose up again and with determination, he sat down all the way putting all 10” inside him to the hilt.

Jerry was in sexual over load without any control of his body and shot a huge load cuming inside the boy. This was the most amazing hole the billionaire had ever fucked and he at that moment gave his heart to this boy forever.

 “Did you cum?”

“Hell yeah!”

“Ha! Do you need a break now?”

“No, were just getting started loverboy.”

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Brian held out as long as he could feeling the climax develop in his loins driven by the hot flesh to flesh contact they were now experiencing for the first time. The feeling was 10 times better than he ever remembered with a condom. Like an animal Brian began to pound hard and fast into the ass that conquered the king of Liberty Avenue; the hot twink bubble butt that wouldn’t go away.

“I love you Justin!” On that confession Brian shot his first hot load of raw cum deep inside his lover’s body. Justin could feel the load coming out striking his inner walls. He felt a great satisfaction to have given his lover this pleasure; this moment they would cherish forever. “That was the best fuck of our lives Justin; for me anyway.”

“Me too Bri.”

“You have to feel how good that is without a rubber on.”

“Tonight is your night; tomorrow night I’ll be on top. Tonight, you fuck me all night if you want to and enjoy me as much as you can.” Justin told him grinning. He was looking forward to a marathon fuck with Brian without the sheath in their way. Brian pulled out and took a rag and cleaned off his lover’s body and his cock. He then kissed Justin for a long time.

“Let me have a cigarette and recharge before round two.”

“I’m going to drink some of this champagne; do you want a glass?”

“Sure; we have to toast that fuck.”

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 Mark grinned as he pulled his ass off the monster cock and lay down beside Jerry. The older man feasted his eyes on the incredible boy beauty lovingly looking at him. Mark tossed back his long blond hair and smiled then rolled on his stomach and raised his round hot ass in the air.

“I’m ready for my close up.” Mark said with a giggle. Jerry got up and began to mount his new young lover. “Take it slow at first so it doesn’t hurt me.”

“Tell me if I hurt you.” Jerry put on more lube and slowly entered the boy’s body.

“AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Damn that’s a huge cock daddy. I’m ok put it all the way in.” Jerry drove in his dick to the hilt almost in shock how good it felt. “I love it! Fuck me slow at first; when I push my ass on you dick you can get rougher.” Jerry began to slowly fuck this hot foxy tight long blond haired trell of a boy who on a scale of 1 to 10 would be a twenty; he was deeply falling in love with every penetration taken totally by this best piece of ass this billionaire can remember. Soon Mark felt no discomfort and with a devil of a grin he raised his ass demanding to be fuck good and proper. Jerry felt the signal and got into position and began to fuck the boy fast and deep. Jerry grabbed his firm round globes and pulled the tight ass onto his slamming cock with all the force he could use.

“YES YES YES NOW WE’RE FUCKING! I LOVE YOU, OH SHIT, GOD THIS COCK IS GOOD, YES YES YES, FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK…” Soon the chanting boy began to make the most erotic noises of squeaks and notes and panting and screams of pure joy loving this man who was giving him the best fuck of his young life.

“I’m cuming! Oh god, I’m so in love with you Mark. I LOVE YOU BOY!”  Then the man shot another massive load inside the hot boy’s ass shaking with an earthquake like tremor he was so turned on. Jerry was covered with sweat as he laid down on Mark’s slender back. He stroked his beautiful long blond hair grateful for today and finding the love of his life.

Jerry reluctantly got off the boy’s body and cleaned them both up. Mark was all smiles as he turned around and began to kiss Jerry with a new youthful passion.

“I’m falling for you Jerry. You better not hurt me. If you just fuck me and dump me I’m going to be hurt real bad.”

“That makes two of us Mark. I can’t imagine my life now without you. That was the most amazing sex of my life.  I feel so much love for you now I don’t know how to express it to you.”

“Just promise my I’m the only one for you. And I’ll give you the same promise. Nobody will touch my body but you Jerry.”

“What’s your last name Mark?”

“Davis”

 “Mark Davis, I promise my undying love for you always. I’m forever yours.”

“I’m happy to hear that but would like some time to think about it first?”

“I’m a man who knows what he wants without much extra thought and I want you Mark Davis. I want to come home to you every night. I want you to be the last thing I see at night and the first face I see in the morning. All my wealth is meaningless to me without you in my life now. I want to spend my life with you. I want to develop you into a major star and give you a life others only dream of.”

“I accept Jerry but remember; it’s not your money or stardom that makes me accept you. You are so beautiful to me and I’m lost and in love with that big cock of yours inside me. I don’t want anyone else to get that dick but me. Deal?”

“Deal; I’m calling my attorney today and divorcing my wife.”

“Jerry, I feel sad for your family.”

“Mark, we aren’t that close. They’ll be fine and you don’t have to see them if you don’t want to.”

“Will your kids get to know me someday?”

“Yes; I’d be proud for them to know you after things settle down. Don’t worry about it. You’re going to be busy in training to be a star. There’s a personal gym trainer, a martial arts instructor and acting lessons for you every day now. It’s hard work to be a star Mark.”

“I think I’m falling in love with you Jerry.”

“I’ll spend all my life deserving your love Mark. I know I’m in love with you.”

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“Oh yeah, fuck the shit out of me Brian, oh oh oh oh oh,….” Justin laid down on the bed on his stomach as Brian tore into his hot round firm ass aiming for the sweet spot, moving his body back and forth to hit inside Justin rectum with new angles giving his bottom the maximum pleasure getting the royal crap fucked out of him; soon for the sixth orgasm Brian slammed in as deep as he could go shooting another hot raw load. Both lovers were sweating from head to toe.

“Damn Brian, my ass hurts so good right now.”

“That’s it Justin for tonight before my dick falls off.”

“You haven’t fucked me that hard since I was a twink.”

“Wait until you feel how great it is without a condom. I can’t find words to describe it Justin; it’s like you’re a new lover with a new ass for me. It’s like virgin tight and hot, and so gripping; you pull the seed right out of me every time.”

“That’s the highest compliment a bottom can receive.”  That sunshine smile hit Brian’s eyes and he thought he might need sunscreen and shades to look at it.

“Come here wife, let’s sleep.” Justin laughed and got into the sleeping position curled up in front of Brian with his ass toward him and Brian’s arms around him. Soon they were settled in for the night.

 “Brian?”

 “Yeah?”

 “Thank you for marrying me.”

“You’re welcomed; remember you promised to still blow me.”

“Yeah”

Jerry woke up climaxing into Mark’s talented young mouth since the boy spent the last five minutes bringing his new lover to this very erotic moment as he slept. Without Jerry knowing it; Mark got a fresh clean warm wet rag from the bathroom and cleaned his huge cock and very carefully began to suck on it without waking the man up. Never in all his years was he woken up this way. Mark swallowed his seed making the sensation of cuming in his mouth ever greater with intense feeling.

“Wow! Thank you.”

“Glad you liked it. I might be full of surprises for you. That should carry me until breakfast. I do deserve breakfast I hope?”

“Anything your heart desires sweet cheeks.” Jerry was glowing with so much love in his heart for this very beautiful boy.

“Are we going out to eat?”

“I have a cook waiting in the kitchen for our orders. Pick up the phone and press 4, and tell Frenchie what you want.” Mark grabbed the phone by the bed and pressed 4.

“Good morning master; what can I do for you?”

“Uh, this is Mark, I’d like blueberry pancakes with grape jelly and crisp bacon on the side and a large milk.”

“Thank you master Mark, and what would master Jerry like this morning?”

“He wants to know what you want.”

“The usual.”

“The usual Frenchie.”

“Thank you sir; it’ll be ready in 15 minutes.” Mark hung up the phone.

“Master Mark?” The boy looked at Jerry with question in his eyes.

“The servants will call you master; you’ll get use to it.”

“How many servants are there?”

“There’s the cook, two housekeepers, a gardener, and six guards full time plus our chauffeurs. Ricky’s my best armed security man so I want him protecting you always when you leave the house. The drivers will rotate. There’s a limo at your disposal and one for me. We can share the jet.”

“Shit! How rich are you anyway?”

“More than we can spend in our lifetimes Mark. Money isn’t an issue for us. Let’s grab a quick shower and have something to eat.”

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Justin Cole Kinney woke up to the masterful oral actions of his life partner Brian Kinney and within a minute he climaxed hard and this time Brian was able to swallow his young lover’s load without concern. It was sweet and hot, just like the hot young man who gave it to him.

“That’s a wonderful way to wake up Bri.”

“Well after pounding you into the mattress half the night it was the least I could do Sunshine.” Brian said grinning. Justin went to suck on Brian next. “No, my dick’s raw; it needs a rest. This was 68, I blew you and you owe me one.” Justin laughed.

“My ass feels so amazing this morning. You fucked the shit out of me Brian.”

“Yeah, we did relive our youth last night. That reminds me of the first six months we were together.”

“I’ll never forget it; you fucked me at least 8 to 12 times a day.”

“Your ass is like the Energizer Bunny; it just keeps going and going and going.”

“More like you were the bunny and my ass got to be the fucking drum.”

“I loved those days; and now without rubbers I have a retreaded hot twink to fuck into pieces again.”

“I just hope you can keep up old man; because I got hundreds of thousands of miles of wear and tear left on me.”

“You keep it tightly hot and I’ll keep it hard; deal?”

“Deal; lets clean up and go have our first Sunday brunch at home as a married couple.”

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“Where did these clothes come from?” Mark asked Jerry as he looked at a new pair of pants, a shirt, socks, and tennis shoes.

“I had the staff go to Wal-Mart last night and get you set up with something to wear today besides a plum colored tux to shop in. It’s the best I could do in the middle of the night. You’ll buy your real clothes today.”

“Are you going with me?”

“I have to be somewhere at work later. I’m sending you to Rodeo Drive in Beverly Hills and I can’t take the chance of my wife seeing me with you right now. She doesn’t know Ricky so it’s safe for you guys. Mark, I have to hide you until the divorce is settled otherwise she gets grounds for a divorce and can hammer me for a huge settlement. Right now I have dirt on her so I can come out ahead if she doesn’t get any dirt on me.”

“What did she do?”

“I got her on camera sucking off our pool boy and getting fucked by him more than once; he’s only 19 too.”

“I understand Jerry; I want to do what I can to help you and if hiding me helps we do it.”

“I’ll be in a position to give her what I want to and she has to take it, or suck my dick.”

“That isn’t an option anymore; that’s my dick now mister.” Mark giggled and grabbed at Jerry’s crotch.

“Right; forgive me little master.”

“Good! I don’t want to have to put you on dick restriction this soon in our relationship.” Jerry grabbed the laughing boy and kissed him hard.

“Damn you’re beautiful. Don’t ever change Mark; stay just like you are.”

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“Daddy!  Jussin!”

“Good morning Gus; how well did you sleep?”

“I slept good Daddy. We can eat now?”

“Lily, didn’t you feed the boy; you shouldn’t have waited on us.”

“Brian, he insisted on waiting on the two of you. I got him to drink a juice however.”

“Gus, some mornings we might sleep really late; you should eat without us son.” Justin said.

“You always have brunch on Sunday and it’s not late. I was not that hungry. That was a big steak and lobster last night and cookies at home too.”

“Everything’s ready; I only have to heat it up and we can eat.” Lily said as she began to put dishes in the microwave. In no time Gus had his funny face pancakes, Justin had a full breakfast, and Brian had his wheat toast and coffee while stealing bits of bacon from Justin’s plate since those calories don’t count. Mel walked into the room just as they were starting.

“Don’t get up Lily; I got it.” Mel went to the frig and pulled out the milk and made a cereal and put a banana in it.

“Where’s JR?” Brian asked.

“Still sleeping; she was teething last night; finally got worn out about 4 Am.”

“Those are fun times. That and being colic-icy, and trying to decide what’s wrong.” Brian remembered when Gus was growing up. Mel took her cereal and sat at the table with a coffee cup fresh and hot.

“What’s on your agenda today?” Mel asked them.

“Don’t we have some trains to take care of today Gus?”

“Yeah! Play trains; will Jussin play with us Daddy?”

“I can for a while Gus, then I’m going to go paint in my studio later when the sun is out good.”

“Groovy”

“What did you say Gus?”

“Groovy; that’s not a bad word is it Daddy?”

“No, I just wonder where you heard it.”

“Gran Ma Debbie says it all the time.” Justin busted out laughing.

“Debbie is still living in the 60s and 70s Brian; I remember her and Vic carrying on and dancing to the Hustle in the kitchen folding clothes when I was trying to do homework.

“What’s wrong with groovy Daddy?”

“It’s just a word old people use; it sounds strange for a young boy to say it.”

“OK” They finished eating and headed to the basement to begin their family day of play.

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Mark looked out the limo’s windows at the city of Los Angeles. Palm trees were everywhere and people were dressed in summer clothes in March. Soon they drove on the west side of the Los Angeles metropolitan area, between Wilshire and Santa Monica Boulevards arriving at Rodeo Drive. The limo pulled up and parked at a VIP spot in front of a store called Armani. Ricky got out and after making sure the scene was safe, he let Mark out of the car and they entered the store. A very well dressed old queen came up to them.

“Good morning gentlemen; this must be Mark.” He took Mark by the shoulders and turned him around to get a good look at him. “He’s right between the boy’s department and men’s department in sizes. I’ll have to alter everything to make it fit him good. Come with me Mark and let me measure you.” They walked back into the empty store reserved just for Mark this morning. Very carefully the man measured the boy’s lower body being careful not to over touch him. He wrote down the measurements. That huge basket and big bubble butt was going to be a challenge to make his clothes fit and look good on him. “Put on these slacks for me Mark.” The boy took the pants and entered the dressing room after Ricky checked it out. A minute later he came out with the slacks on.

“These are baggy on me.”

“Not in the hips or front; the rest I’ll have to make alterations for you. Once I pin up this pair I can then copy them for the rest of your clothes. Forgive me Mark, but I have to touch you very closely to put the pins in correctly.”

 “No problem sir.” The tailor was impressed with his polite manners. He was use to snotty rich children or my shit doesn’t stink boy toys both straight and gay. The man took ten minutes to get the slacks perfectly pinned. Jerry Griffin was a major client for his store and this was a huge sale today. He had to make it perfect for this lad.

“Good; very carefully take them off and put on these designer jeans next.” Mark went into the dressing room and changed. Next the man pinned up the jeans perfectly. “You can get dressed now Mark. The rest I can do with a tape measure.”

“Ok sir.” As Mark went back into the dressing room the tailor spoke with Ricky.

 “I’m so use to future stars coming in here with an attitude. This lad is so charming and a joy to work for.”

“He’s a real sweet kid this one. I hope he stays that way.” Ricky told him. “Here’s the list of the other clothes, shirts, sweaters, jackets, sport coats, ties, underwear, socks and t-shirts. The boss wants his entire collection to be Armani. Deliver them to this address in Malibu.”

“I’ll have the casual wear ready by tomorrow at five. The suits the next day; does he want all three from the spring collection?”

“Make one a winter suit for when they go back east to visit friends. You might throw in a thick leather trench coat too.”

“Very good; express my appreciation to Mr. Griffin for bringing him here. I’d love to help them again.”

“I will.” Mark came out of the dressing room in his regular clothes again.

“Stand here and let me measure your waist, chest, shoulders, arms and stomach.” Mark stood still as the man carefully took his measurements. After getting his neck size he was finished. “Good, all done. Thank you Mark for being such a nice client.”

“It was my pleasure sir.” Next Ricky took him to the store Gucci and bought six pairs of shoes and five belts.  They loaded the boxes into the limo with the driver helping.

“Are you hungry Mark?”

“I’m a growing boy; of course I’m hungry Ricky.” Mark said grinning at the man. “How about cheeseburgers?”

“How about you have to watch your diet now for training; I know what you can eat safely.” Ricky gave directions to the driver and soon they were at the Japanese restaurant Urasawa, a five star establishment in Beverly Hills. They walked in and were instantly seated to a great table. “You can have anything on the menu except beef Mark. The Sushi is the best you can buy in America.” Mark opened the menu and was shocked at the prices but didn’t comment.

“Order for me Ricky; I don’t know what to get.” The waiter came to their table.

“Two shrimp and chicken stir fries wok prepared no grease, wild rice and two lemon waters.”

“Yes sir.” The waiter wrote down the order and went to get the drinks and turn it in.

“Do I have to use chop sticks here?” This kid was too cute.

“Only if you want to try them; open your napkin and you’ll find a fork and knife there.” Minutes later the food arrived steaming hot and Mark found it to be very delicious. Soon the late lunch was over and the limo headed back to Malibu. Once in the house Mark realized Jerry wasn't back yet.

 “Can I go see the ocean? I’ve never seen the Pacific Ocean before.”

 “Sure, I’ll show you the grounds.” Ricky led him out the back of the house on to their private board walk leading to the water. “See the fences going into the water on both sides of the property?”

“Yeah”

“That marks this land which belongs to Jerry. Please don’t try to go outside those boundaries. We monitor the fences constantly and would see you if you do it. You’re safe inside the estate Mark.”

 “This new life is going to take getting use to.”

 You’re not a prisoner Mark, but now you’re a member of the very wealthy and there’re people who would hurt you or kidnap you because of it.  When you become a star it’s going to be very important we protect you and harder to do. You have to help us and not try to get around us or run away.”

“I’ll be good Ricky. What happens if somebody tries to hurt me?” Ricky quickly pulled out his huge gun.

 “I take them out or die trying; that’s my job Mark.”

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“KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK”

“Who is here at this time of the day?” Emmett wondered; he opened his door to see a sad looking Tony standing there.

“I need a friend Em.”

“Well you found one honey; come on in. You want some coffee?”

“Sure; do you know about Mark going to LA last night?”

“I sure do; Justin told me about it after they left.”

“Do you think he’ll come back?”

 “I wouldn’t get my hopes up sweetie. I think he’s gone for good.”

 “How can you be so sure?”

“They really want him to play JT in the movie. And he’s perfect for the part.”

 “At first I tried to pretend it didn’t matter but I sure miss him now. He was a great lover.”

 “Why did you let some man suck your dick in the back room?”

“He paid me $200 bucks for it.”

 “Child, you don’t want to start selling your body. That’s just wrong. Doesn’t Brian pay you enough?”

 “It was a turn on; somebody would give me that much money just to suck me off.”

“And what if he had some disease in his mouth? Were you ready to live with that; maybe give it to Mark?”

“Come to think of it, he wouldn’t have sex with me after that night and he saw me.”

“Good for him. I hope you learned a lesson this time. He was a catch that one; a real keeper.”

“What do I do now?”

“You handle this like a man. I’d pack up Mark’s things and give them to Justin to send to him. Then remember you got to fuck a movie star before he was a big hit. You can always be friends with him later if you don’t make an ass of yourself now. Send him a short note praising his success and opportunity and wish him good luck; Love always; blah-blah-blah. Don’t mention getting your dick sucked. But do mention Auntie Em wants an autographed photo from him.”

 “Ha! He won’t be expecting that. It’s perfect Em and it’ll like give me closure and all.”

 “Psychological counseling’s a quarter on Sunday; leave it on the coffee table baby.”

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Jerry walked into the Malibu house after a rather hard afternoon telling his wife and kids he was leaving them.  The wife was happy since now she could fuck the pool boy daily without fear of being caught. It was hard to tell the children but he promised to visit them often. The older man wasn’t expecting to have a 110 pound blond twink jump into his arms and shower him with kisses. It was the perfect cure for a shitty afternoon.

“I missed you!”

“I missed you too boy. How was your day?”

 “We spent lots of money, had lunch and walked the beach. Ricky was showing me some martial arts moves before you got home. He’s really smart.”

 “Great; have you been to the basement yet and seen the gym and tanning table?”

 “Not yet; I was waiting until you took me there.”

 “This is your house now Mark; feel free going anywhere. If you want to change something tell me and let’s see if we can work it in.”

 “I love it just like it is; I’d like for Justin to do a painting of us though for over the fire place.”

“That an excellent idea Mark. I’ll call Justin later.”

“He can do it from a big photo. What’s for dinner?”

“Frenchie’s making something French tonight. No snails; I promise.”

“There’s something I want from you tonight Jerry.”

 “Anything sweet heart; just name it.”

 “Don’t be frightened, I’ve done it before and know what I’m doing. I want to top you tonight.”

“I had to say anything.”

“If you don’t like it we can stop at anytime. I think you’re going to love it. I’ll be very gentle.”

“Maybe I should see a gay doctor first and make sure everything is ok back there.”

“You’re stalling Jerry. You’re so easy to read.”

 “Will you still respect me in the morning after you had me?” Jerry was now smiling.

 “I promise I do respect your butt.” Mark hung on to the man’s neck and wouldn’t let go.

“I never thought falling for you would get me fucked.”

 “We don’t have to do it; I thought you might like it.”

 “It’s just you’re so big!”

 “Get over it daddy; I only come and you WON this size!” Both new lovers had to laugh on that one. "Besides, it's the little ones that hurt."

 "I bet you say that to all the virgins."

 "And they all believe it too."

"I going to get drunk first."

"Deal."

Jerry had scotch over ice and Mark drank Cosmos as they were approaching time for bed. They were on the sofa in the living room watching a movie on the large plasma flat panel TV. Once the movie was over Jerry turned off the set.

“Would you like another drink?”

“I’m good Mark; let’s go to bed.” The older man finished his drink and sat the glass on the table. Mark downed his Cosmo and sat his glass besides Jerry’s. They got up and walked to the bedroom. Mark had found some candles and the room was lit only by them. It was a very romantic setting. Jerry undressed his young lover and then Mark undressed Jerry and they went to bed.

“Take me first Jerry. Just go slow at first so I can adjust.” Mark kissed his man and then got on his stomach raising his beautiful firm round bubble butt into the air inviting his stud to take him.

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Justin slid his raw cock into Brian’s ass feeling the heat of his tunnel against his bare penis skin for the first time. The erotic sensation was almost enough to make him climax instantly.

“Damn this feels good!”

“Told you so.” Slowly so as not to hurt his lover Justin drove his cock all the way home. Brian relaxed and accepted the entry without protest. Surrendering to someone was hard for Brian to do with only one exception: Justin.

“Let me wait a second before I shoot Bri.”

“Have a quick nut and then you can fuck for longer for your second one.” Justin began to pump in and out of Brian’s rear being shocked at how hot and tight his lover felt. Within seconds he was ready.

“AHHHHHHHHHHH……OH YES!” Justin rammed into Brian shooting a huge young hot load inside the older man who had a very nice ass for his age.

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Jerry got into position and after lubing both of them up, he slowly entered Mark’s small young body. The boy smiled as he felt his lover go into him and raised his ass higher to complete the penetration. Once he was inside Jerry was concerned for his boy.

“Tell me if I’m hurting you.” This wasn’t the time for conversation.

“Shut up and fuck me.” Mark ordered the man. Jerry smiled and began to pull out and drive home his massively huge cock making Mark shiver with the electric feelings it was sending through his young body. Jerry’s cock was so big he couldn’t help hitting or rubbing against the boy’s prostate gland putting the lad into an erotic hypnotic trance. Jerry began to fuck Mark in earnest enjoying this hot tight gripping velvety smooth boy love channel pulling on his penis and drawing out of him his seed very soon. For several minutes Jerry lovingly fucked the boy as he held onto his small round firm hips and admired his slender back and beautiful long blond hair cascading down his shoulders and slender body. It was the most beautiful sight Jerry had ever seen.

“OH this is so wonderful….your body is amazing… I’m falling so much in love with you Mark….” Jerry picked up the speed and began to pound hard and fast into the boy’s ass rapidly approaching a wild climax. “AHHHHHHHH……..Fuck yeah!” Jerry drove it home and shot a hot huge load inside the willing boy’s body. Sweating and panting hard; Jerry finished his fuck by stroking the back and hair of his lover. He pulled out and cleaned them both up. Mark turned around and Jerry took his face for a long thank you kiss.

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 “Brian, I don’t want to ever have to wear a condom again. That was 20 times better than sex with a condom. I just wish we had done this sooner.”

“I actually enjoyed getting fucked this time. I could feel you inside me; all of you. It was fucking hot. How’s your tush tonight?”

“I’m good, you want to fuck?”

“Pretty please? I’ll make it good for you.” Brian said grabbing Justin’s ass firmly then slapping it.

“You better, or I’m making you do it again and again until you get it right!” Justin told him as he laid down waiting for his turn to bottom.

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“Just try to relax. You’ll feel pressure at first like you need to go to the bathroom but that’s normal. There may be a little pain when I put it in but it goes away quickly and then you’ll feel great.”

“Ok; I’m ready.” After careful preparation Mark slowly put the head of his large twink cock into Jerry’s virgin passageway. Just as the head went in he stopped moving.

“Shit that stings”

“Try to relax, it’ll pass in a few seconds; don’t clap down, just relax babe.” Jerry followed Mark’s instructions and moments later the pain was gone. Mark noticed Jerry’s tension leave his body. With great skill and without warning his lover; Mark drove all of his 9” cock straight in to the hilt and stopped.

“AHHHHHHH !!!!!!!! WoW!” Jerry was almost about to pass out from the experience he was having; the first time to be taken by another man sexually.

“Breathe for me Jerry; the first part is almost over; relax and accept me inside you now. I’m not moving again until you’re relaxed.” Mark massaged his lover’s shoulders and back calming him down and taking his mind off of the big cock inside him. A minute later Jerry was relaxed again. “That was the best way to get past that part Jerry. The guy who took my cherry was a pro and this was how he did it for me with the least amount of pain or discomfort. How do you feel?”

“Full; I’m ok now.” Mark then slowly pulled out of Jerry’s hot tight virgin hole and drove it in again slowly getting the man better adjusted to his size. “Damn that feels so good Mark.” The boy smiled and began to fuck his lover with talent, skill and passion. Mark was very happy to have Jerry for his lover. For a grown man he had a hot ass.

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Brian was like an animal in heat as he pounded inside the blond’s hot tight body. Never in his life had Brian enjoyed fucking any other man like he loved fucking Justin. He never got tired of Justin and their lovemaking only got better over time. When Brian was inside the blond; he felt like he was in his twenties again and able to conquer the world. Brian grabbed Justin’s hips as he drove home his large dick enjoying every feeling of the raw hot skin against his penis. If he had to die he wanted it to be fucking Justin raw as his final moments to remember.

Justin was such a cock hound; he raised his bubble butt high up to help with Brian’s entries and felt the stabbing cock take his body with passion. To Justin nothing was more soul satisfying then giving this comfort to the man he loved. Suddenly Justin got a vision; he was getting fucked by Brian many years in the future. The vision made him smile.

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Within two minutes Mark couldn’t hold out any longer and he knew not to overdo it during Jerry’s first time as a bottom.

“OH YEAH! I’m cuming lover; it’s so amazing inside you, so tight, so hot, so goooood! Ahhhhhh…..UH!”

Mark shot his load deep inside Jerry’s body. He slowly pulled out of the man and took a towel and cleaned him up and then cleaned his cock.

“Mark, I foresee our first argument.” The boy was shocked by Jerry’s comment.

“What’s that?”

“Fighting over who gets to bottom.” Jerry said grinning as he took Mark’s face for a long beautiful kiss. Mark came out of the kiss laughing really hard.

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Brian soon felt the need to let his load go and pounded to the the finish line of another fabulous fuck with the most amazing ass of his gay life.  Brian was shaking with the sensation of raw anal sex since he could feel things he hadn’t imagined possible before.

“Thank you Brian for a most excellent fuck tonight.”

“Thank you for being a most excellent fuck Sunshine. As much as I’d love to fuck you all night long; we have to return to our positions as Titans of the Universe tomorrow morning. We have to launch the Budweiser campaign nationwide this week.” Justin curled up in his sleeping position again Brian’s warm body and pulled the pillow under his head.

“We’re going to be a fat fucking success Bri; don’t worry about it. The research groups loved the concept. I have no doubt beer sales will pass all expectations. Goodnight.”

“Goodnight twat.”

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“Your ass is fantastic Jerry; I’ll top for you anytime lover boy.”

“Now I understand why you love to get fucked. It was amazing; the feelings it gives you.”

“Just imagine how I feel with that whopper of a cock you have inside me. What are we doing tomorrow?”

“I have to go to the office early at Marvel for a full day of work. You have three appointments here at the house. From nine to eleven everyday now you’ll meet with your personal trainer in the gym room and start working out to get your body in shape for the movie. Like I said Mark; being a star requires hard work. You’re going to develop muscles you didn’t know you had. Then you have lunch followed from twelve to two with an acting coach. She will teach you how to act on camera. And you will end your day from two to five with a martial arts instructor with stunt experience. That’s your schedule now five days a week for the next several months. Please don’t mention our personal relationship.”

“No problem; when can I read the script for Rage?”

“I’ll print it off in the morning before leaving. JT has a much more important role in the movie than he had in the comic strip. You’re going to be a super hero too beside Rage fighting crime. That’s why you need all this training.”

“So I’m not doing any audition tapes?”

“Yes, after you train up a bit first. We aren’t in any hurry and besides; I’ve already decided to give the part to you.

“What will it pay it if I may ask?”

“Top dollar for a new star in a major role: $750,000 plus expenses and royalties.”

“I hope to do good for you Jerry. That’s really important to me.”

“Mark, you’re already the best thing to happen to me besides the birth of my children. I’m committed to you Mark in every way. Don’t doubt my love for you boy.”

“I’m really falling for you Jerry; I’ve never felt so happy.” The small beautiful blond haired boy curled up with his lover and fell to sleep with a smile adorning his angel like face. Jerry was totally taken by this foxy young man and determined to make him the happiest boy in the world.

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Brian and Justin had a busy morning starting the new week with fresh instructions for the troops taking all morning. They went to lunch and returned to the offices of Kinnetik.

“Brian, Busch wants you to call him the minute you got in.”

“Thanks Cynthia, do you know what’s it about?”

“He decided to double the air time nationally if you can reserve the slots for him. Justin, Jerry Griffin wants you to call him when you can. He’s delighted with the comic book Angel did.”

“Is Angel back yet?”

“He got in ten minutes ago with Eric.”

“Good, we’ll call Jerry together.” Justin headed to the art department as Brian went to his office to call the head of Budweiser Company.

“Marvel Inc”

“Justin Kinney with Kinnetik returning Jerry Griffin’s call.”

“One moment sir while I connect you with his office.”

“Jerry Griffin’s office.”

“Justin Kinney returning his call.”

“Thank you Justin; Jerry is expecting you; one moment.”

“Hello Justin; how are you?”

“I’m great Jerry; may I put this on speaker phone so Angel can join us?”

“Yes, by all means; this is good news for him too.” Justin pressed the button and sat down the  phone receiver. “The Board was delighted with the  comic book and legal cleared the way to use the name ‘Barrack’ for the black super hero. The kids in the research group loved it. Since we added an r to the name the White House lawyers gave us their blessing on the name and we promised the character would always be shown in a very positive light. I’m authorized to retain Kinnetik for advertising of the new comic. I’m paying Angel $700,000 for the rights to the comic. Is that acceptable Angel?”

“You bet sir. Thank you very much.”

“Justin, I’m sending the contract and cashier’s check to Angel with overnight mail.”

“I’ll be looking for it Jerry. That’s all Angel; you can go back to work now.”

“Ok, thank you again Mr. Griffin.” Angel left the office and closed the door. Justin pressed the button for a private call and picked up the receiver.

“Jerry, how is Mark doing?”

“Mark is doing great Justin. We’re very happy with each other. I got him a new cell phone; here’s his number.” Jerry gave Justin the number. “Today he has a personal trainer, acting coach, and a martial arts instructor. He’s in training for the movie. Last night he topped me and I fucking loved it.”

“Good for you; Jerry, do you know the first symptom of being gay?”

“No, what’s that?”

“A pounding sensation in your ass.” Justin laughed.

“I must be gay then because I can still feel him inside me. I started to divorce my wife today.”

“Sorry Jerry.”

“You didn’t know but she was cheating on me and I have evidence. I was leaving her even if Mark wasn’t here.”

“Ok, tell him we love him and to work hard. Thanks for accepting Barrack the hero.”

“The comic’s genius; I smell a big hit with this one. Angel’s fantastic.”

“We found bringing diversity to Kinnetik to be a very profitable move for us.”

“I’m hoping to catch the same wave. Tell Brian hello and I’ll stay in touch. You boys come and visit soon. I can send my jet for you anytime.”

“We might take you up on that for a day or two. Later Mr. Marvel.”

“Good day JT.” Jerry hung up the phone smiling. Hiring Kinnetik was a major turning point in his life.

“Good morning Mark; I’m John Spencer, your trainer. I’ve worked with Toby McGuire, Tom Cruise and many others.  Since you’re a beginner now; we’re going to take it easy at first to get your body slowly adjusted for training. Do you have any questions for me?”

“What are we going to accomplish with your training John?”

“Good question; I have to teach you how to eat and maintain the perfect celebrity body for the camera and media to fawn over. Physically, we’re going to shed off your body fat and replace it with muscle definition concentrating on upper body development. It’s a slow process but you’ll start seeing results of our work in a couple of weeks. In three or four months you’ll be a true Hollywood stud muffin and the next sex symbol.” Mark thought about the side benefit of gaining a better body for Jerry to enjoy.

“Great; let’s get started.”

“That’s a good attitude Mark; very important in training. First we’re going to do some simple stretching exercises. Imagine yourself to be a pile of raw ore entering a processing plant. You’re on a conveyor belt becoming a highly valuable finished rare metal. That’s how we create a new star. We take someone like you with natural good looks and smart brains and transform you into a new actor for the film industry.” Mark carefully followed John as he demonstrated the exercises on the carpeted basement gym room floor.

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"Hello Brian.”

“Busch, good to hear from you. Cynthia tells me you wish to double the national spots now.”

“That’s right. The target testing we did in California was a major success Brian. This new advertising concept is going to be a huge success for us. Sales jumped 57% after starting the ads there.”

“I’m very happy to hear that. I’ll get our teams on the follow up concepts now.”

“I also called to give you a heads up. A very good friend of mine is seriously considering hiring your company after I told him how great you are. I hope you’re up to handling a real whale Brian.”

“If not we’ll get up to speed. Who is it?”

“Bill Ford, Ford Motor Company internationally. Their advertising budget is five billion annually with a one billion dollar retainer up front. You’re going to have to produce ads and about 20 new commercials a month for that account.”

“Damn Busch, I could almost let you sleep with Justin for that much business; almost.”

“He’s hot enough looking to make a straight man think twice that’s for sure. I’m very happy with my wife; thank you.”

“It was a figure of speech; I don’t share him. Do I call Bill Ford?”

“He’s going to call you today and probably fly in to see you guys tomorrow.”

“My schedule will change just for him. I’ll have to expand my video department but it won’t be a problem if I have about 30 days to get ready.”

“You got 90 days before he needs your new ads. Toyota is kicking his ass in advertising and sales. He wants a total make over for the company image and how they show the cars to the public. I told him you guys are smoking the good stuff and dreaming up the best ideas and you’re sharp on diversity advertising.”

“I’ll have goat herders in Pakistan driving Ford Rangers in six months Busch.”

“I have no doubt you could do that Brian. Thanks for making me money.”

“I’m glad we are. Those are magical words to your ad man.”

“Be ready for Bill’s call. If you don’t piss on his shoes you got the account already.”

“I really owe you one for this. We’ll still kick out great work for you Busch.”

“I sure of it. Good day Brian.” Busch hung up and Brian was frozen in his place. His commission alone for the Ford account was $100 million. Despite a hard recession nationwide, Kinnetik was having a record year of growth and profits. Brian put down the phone and hit the intercom.

“Justin, come to my office.”

“Be right there.” A minute later Justin walked in the door. “What’s up Brian?”

“Busch hooked us up with Ford Motor Company for a five billion dollar account and a billion up front retainer. When we land the deal you and I split a 100 million sign on bonus.”

“It’s your account Brian; why are we splitting it?”

“Most of the work is art and video Justin. You own half the company. Let’s set a policy now that we always share major accounts together. It’ll make the accounts more stable legally with two ad men signed on; should one of us become disabled or unable to perform. You’re going to have to rapidly expand your video department for major productions at a very rapid pace. We’re going to need to work sometimes with actors in different languages and locations.”

“I can do it Brian. We can do it. I have some ideas spinning in my head right now. Let me get my team thinking about selling cars and trucks. When do we close the deal?”

 “I’m expecting a call from Bill Ford today and he should be flying in tomorrow to sign up with us.”

“How much turnaround time do we have for our first finished products?”

“90 days”

“That’s plenty of time. Jerry ran with Barrack the black super hero. He’s buying the rights from Angel and giving us the PR contract.”

“Angel made the comic as an employee of Kinnetik. We own that not him.”

“Brian, do we need to take it from him? It’s only $700 thousand.”

 “I was just thinking out loud. Let Angel have it and give him a raise too for good work and the sign up bonus for the account.”

“I was already considering it. He’s kicking out some good shit. He and Gary are like a dream team of fresh ideas for the youth markets. They know all the latest trends.”

“Good, we’re going to need to be fabulous for Ford, Justin.”

“This will make Ted very happy; a billion dollar retainer.”

“He’s my next phone call.”

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“OK stop; 16 pushups is good for a beginner Mark. Soon you’ll be able to do them non-stop. Mark got off the floor panting for air. “That’s it for exercising today. I don’t want to wear you out to fast. Slowly we can increase the amount of work you do. You’re going to feel sore tomorrow morning but that’s to be expected.”

“Can I ask you a personal question John?”

“Sure”

 “Are you gay?”

“I go both ways; why do you ask?”

“Can you teach me exercises to tighten up my ass and strengthen my hip muscles?”

“Ha! Yeah Mark; there're some trade secrets I can show you. Douching with raw lemon juice mixed with water will tighten your rectum. Here’s a great exercise for strengthening your hips.”

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“Brian, Bill Ford is on line two.”

“This is Brian Kinney”

“Hello Brian, Bill Ford with Ford Motor International. My good friend Anheiser Busch III  has sold me on the idea of giving you my PR account for the next annual cycle beginning in three months. Are you interested?”

 “I sure am Bill; I know we can perform and exceed your expectations and raise your sales figures. We’re a very different kind of ad company and think outside the box for the freshest new ideas.”

“Good; I’d like to fly to Pittsburgh tomorrow and see you and discuss the possibilities.”

“I’ll free up my day for you Bill. When will you get here?”

“I’m an early bird Brian. How does ten in the morning sound?”

“Perfect Bill. Will you be staying overnight; can I put you up in our corporate suite downtown?”

 “I’ll fly back tomorrow. I’m emailing to you now the specifics for my contract and what I wish to pay for it. Mostly you’ll be handling national ads and some stuff internationally in conjunction with companies in their countries.”

 “We can do that Bill. We have our own video production team and equipment on site. I’ll be expanding that department to meet your needs.”

“Busch said you could handle it. I’m looking forward to meeting you.”

“Same here Bill, ten tomorrow.”

 “Good day Brian.” Brian hug up the phone and got on his computer. As soon as the email came in from Bill Ford, he printed it out and went to the legal department.

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 Hi Mark. I’m Terri, your acting coach.  My job is to make you a professional actor. First let me give you a new copy of this book Acting is Believing by Charles McGaw. It will teach you the fundamentals and some history of acting.” Mark took the book and looked at the table of contents. “I’ll be bringing you other references from time to time. The first thing to learn is to get in character before a scene. You actually try to believe you’re the character you’re performing. You try to get his emotions, facial expressions, and manners. You and the director will bring life to the character with a new voice and image. With me so far?”

“Yes Terri. I’m a fast learner.”

 “Are you a  good reader?”

 “Yes I am.”

 “Good, in acting you will be doing a lot of reading of scripts off set for practice with fellow actors to help develop the scene in advance. For our first exercise I want you to read out loud the first chapter of this book. Try to read ahead before speaking and put emotion in your  voice with the words. Don’t worry if you create the wrong emotion, the practice of reading ahead and acting with words is what’s important now.” Mark found the first page of the chapter and read the first sentence silently and began to read to her. Terri smiled; this boy was a natural; she had a good feeling about teaching him. He was so beautiful he’d be a major Hollywood hit on looks alone.

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 “A five billion dollar account? A billion dollar retainer? Brian this puts us firmly in the big leagues now. We’ll have a budget to rival the New York agencies. The clout we can have with that kind of budget in the industry will make us unstoppable. If we make Ford successful we’re going to land more major giant clients. We could locate to New York now.”

“Fuck New York Ted. They can come to me. I don’t have to pretend to be a hot shot New York agency. We landed these accounts without being in New York. Because we’re different we got Marvel, and Busch, and tomorrow Ford. If anything we expand right here in Pittsburgh. Justin will need twice the space for the video department and more equipment. He’ll need two more video labs dedicated just to Ford commercials soon and technicians to run them.”

 “Who gets the sign on bonus?”

 “Me and Justin.”

 “For investment I have an idea. I overheard today at lunch this building’s for sale.”

 “U.S. Steel wants to sell this building?”

 “They’re hurting for cash and want to sell the building and lease office space here. They may later move out to a small headquarters in Virginia.”

“What would it cost us?”

 “Let me make some inquiries and see what I can find out. Probably two hundred million down will buy it. If you land Ford we can afford it without a problem. The tax advantages will be terrific for you and Justin.”

 “Work on getting the rights to change the name to Kinnetik Tower, Ted. I don’t want a mortgage payment we can’t meet with less than 50% occupancy not counting our rent payments.”

 “I’m on it. By the end of the day I should know what we can do.”

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“Come in; I’m Mark.”

“Hello Mark, I’m master Hutu, your martial arts instructor. Please go put on this Karate gee so we can begin. I’ll help you with the belt.” Mark closed and locked the front door and took the uniform from the aged Chinese man and went to the bedroom to change. Minutes later he came out holding his belt. He led the man to the basement room set up for training now with exercise pads on the floor.

“Let me show you how to tie your belt. As you progress in the skills your belt color changes with your new levels. Watch how I tie the belt.” The man got behind him and tied his belt. Then he untied it. “Your turn Mark.” Mark took the belt and tied it perfectly on the first try. “Very good, quick learner. Now I’m going to slowly perform your first Kata, or karate dance form. You will follow every move exactly. You will mostly learn Kempo Karate from China with me. It’s the best martial art for a small person.” Then the old master got in front of his new apprentice and began the movements. Mark watched him carefully trying to follow his actions perfectly.

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 “Damn Jerry, I could get you custody of the kids with this evidence.” The attorney told the man after watching the security recordings of Jerry’s wife having sex with the pool boy who barely looked of age.

“I don’t want custody. I want to give her ten million, no alimony and $5,000 per child for support. She gets to live in the Beverly Hills mansion estate until my youngest turns 18 and goes to college then she moves out with nothing. Her name comes off the title with the settlement. If she agrees she can keep custody of the kids. Show her attorney this evidence and threaten fighting for the kids and she gets nothing in the divorce if she won’t accept my offer.  I’ll also pay for the staff at the estate and security for her and the kids. And I’ll pay for their private tuitions and medical insurance.”

“Looks like a slam dunk Jerry. She would be a fool not to accept with this evidence against her.”

“I want a nice quiet divorce; no media circus or shit.”

“They’d be crazy with this evidence to try to smear you publically.”

“I also need to change my will. I’m replacing her with a new beneficiary.”

“Who is that?”

 “Attorney confidence must be maintained Adam.”

“Of course.”

“I have a gay lover, his name is Mark Davis, and he’s 18; living with me in Malibu.”

“I’m very happy for you Jerry. Did you know I’m gay?”

“I check out everybody I work with; of course I knew about you.”

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 “Hello Brian”

“Mother Tucker, Justin and I are possibly buying the U.S. Steel Tower. We would need a buyer’s real estate agent. How would like to be the next multi-millionaire?”

“Oh my God Brian! Are you serious? That would make me the most successful agent in the city, possibly the state this year.”

“Ted’s downstairs now twisting their arm. If he comes back with it in his hands you get the deal.”

 “Brian, thank you so much. If I may ask how are you financing this?”

 “We’re landing Ford Motor Company for a client putting a billion in our account tomorrow if all goes well.”

 “Brian, I’m so proud of you and Justin and don’t know what to say. That’s fantastic.”

 “I got all choked up when I learned about it myself. I’m bringing in an extra set of underwear tomorrow in case I soil the pair I’m wearing landing that contract.”

 “Thanks for the visual. I’ll keep my fingers crossed for you.”

“Thanks Mother Taylor, good bye.”

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Debbie was in the infant room changing a diaper. Carl was playing with two children building a tower of blocks on the floor. Debbie came out  to find Gus on the floor across the room passed out with a purple face.

“GUS!!!!”

Carl heard Debbie scream and looked over to see the young boy on the floor. He ran over and tried to force air into his lungs; the passageway was blocked. With one hand he picked up Gus by his ankles raising him in the air. Then Carl slapped Gus very hard on the back; the second slap dislodged a penny from his mouth.

Very carefully Carl began to breathe air into Gus lungs. He checked and found a pulse rapid and shallow. He maintained breathing for the boy with mouth to mouth watching his chest rise and fall. Moments later Gus started to choke and wake up. Debbie had also called Cynthia who told Brian who raced to the nursery. He was relieved to find his son awake and his eyes open.

“What happened?” Brian asked.

“I was changing a diaper in the infant room and came out and found Gus passed out on the floor with a blue face.” Debbie said.

“It only happened within a few seconds Brian; I saw him less than a minute before this and he was fine. He tried to swallow a penny. Here it is.”

“How do you feel son?” Brian asked him.

“I’m ok. My back is sore.”

“I had to slap his back to remove the penny in his throat.”

“Thank you Carl. You saved my son’s life.”

“That’s the job of a kindergarten cop Brian.” Carl said smiling.

“Gus, promise me not to put anything in your mouth except food or drinks.”

“I promise Daddy. I was holding it and it fell in; then it got stuck and I couldn’t breathe.”

“OK, are you sure you’re ok Gus?”

“I’m ok Daddy, I’m sorry if I scared you.”

“How many kids are in here every day Carl?”

“Eighteen altogether Brian.”

“I want you to hire a young girl to help you. Get an intern from the college. Maybe two, one for mornings and another one for the afternoons.”

“Another pair of eyes is a good idea Brian. I’ll go ask Cynthia to get us some help.” Brian took another look at his son, hugged and kissed him and decided this situation was handled.

“Kid’s will be kids. No harm done. I’m just damn glad you’re here Carl.”

“Every cop learns emergency first aid Brian. That was a simple emergency.” Brian nodded his head and left the nursery to tell Justin what happened.

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“Got a minute Brian?”

“Come in Ted. What do you have for me?”

“Here’s the rough draft for the Ford contract for your review. I just came back from the U.S. Steel office speaking with the CEO.  I got them to lower the asking price because we don’t want their name on the building. I insisted on a five year lease from them for $875,000 a month for their office space. They’ll sell us this tower for 1.2 billion dollars. We pay 210 million down plus closing costs. They agreed to a 60 year mortgage owner carry back for 4% interest. We can make the monthly debt service payments with 49% occupancy without their rent or ours. That includes building maintenance, utilities, taxes and insurance. Our monthly mortgage payment is just under $4 million.”

“Sweet, add to that our real estate agent Jennifer Taylor for a 3% commission paid by the seller and we got a deal.”

“They won’t like that Brian; it cuts too deep into their down payment. They wanted 300 million.”

“Tell them I’ll split the commission with them at closing. Tell them it’s our company policy she gets all our real estate deals. It’s public record; they can see it’s true.”

“They might go for that. They haven’t even listed it yet. They’re saving 3% with only one agent.”

“Push that angle on them. I want an offer ready tomorrow afternoon for Jennifer after landing the Ford account.”

“I’ll get legal to work it up.”

“What’s this building really worth Ted?”

“Full leased and not in a recession…2.75 billion Brian or more. We’re stealing this joint. Not too many dogs are big enough to sniff this hydrant much less piss on it.”

“How old is this tower?”

“It was built in 1970. It has two separate water mains, and four separate electric feeds. Structurally it’s very sound.”

“Order an engineering study anyway.”

“They’re required to get one each year for their insurance Brian.”

“Get me a copy of the last study. Who has the top two floors now?”

“The University of Pittsburgh Medical Center leases the top five floors and they have a ten year lease. They’re the best residents seconded by U.S. Steel; leasing about four acres of office space.”

“Ok, when they move out, we move up.”

 “That’ll be in six years Brian. I’d hate to kick out a good tenet.”

“Ok, just remember we want the top floors later on. How vacant is the building?”

“There’s 28% vacancy right now. Many other clients are struggling to stay afloat.”

“If we buy the building we offer sweetheart advertising deals for our tenants. We’re invested in their success. Put the word on the grapevine to the building that if we buy it they get Kinnetik’s help in the package.”

“Brilliant Brian, that’ll be an incentive to the sellers to work with us. Do you include U.S. Steel in this arrangement?”

“All renters without exception can get help from Kinnetik; a good discount for hiring us.”

“Brian, I have Gardner Vance on line one.” Cynthia said on the intercom.

“What the fuck does he want?” Brian put the phone on speaker. “Brian here.”

“Hello Brian; how’s business?”

“Too fucking busy to chit chat; what can I do for you?”

“I’ll get to the point. I want to retire and offer you the chance to buy my company.” Brian grinned.

“Why would I want your company Vance? I already took over half your clients and we’re buried above our $200 haircuts with new business not counting your nickel and dime accounts. Most of your staff has no talent or vision and would be a liability for me.”

“Well at least buy my client list and contracts so I can close shop with a retirement. I’m throwing in the towel Brian.”

“Are you stuck with a long term lease on your offices?”

“I’ve made arrangements to cancel it early without major cost against me.”

“Put together a list of your clients and their contracts; you have to surrender their advertising deposits and their retainers. I’m not going to do your work and let you walk off with all the cash. Also make me copies of your employee’s resumes; I might need some of them especially art and video skills. I’ll send Ted over now for the information and get back to you with an offer later this week. Tomorrow I’m booked solid but I’ll look at it after that.”

“I should congratulate you for the Budweiser account.”

“Gardner, that isn’t even my biggest client.”

“Who is?”

“Trade secret; I have to go.” Brian hung up the phone smiling. “We sunk his fucking battle ship good.”

 “Let me guess, rob the company client retainers and pension fund, fire the staff, steal the clients and give Vance a small pension with a kick in the ass out the door?”

“I love it when you talk dirty Theodore. Go do it. He’s drowning in nonperformance and can’t produce for his clients. He’ll accept anything rather than end up with nothing. Get those resumes and a list of his video equipment and talent. Justin might want to go with you.”

“I’m on it Brian.” Brian got on his intercom.

“Justin, guess who we’re eating for dinner?”

 “I wouldn’t dare a guess; who?”

“Vangard”

 “No shit? I want to see what kind of art and video department he has.”

 “Ted’s headed over there now. Join him and check out their shit. Don’t let on to Vance we have Ford in our pocket.”

“Got it Brian; this is sweet.”

“He just called me for an out. We now own all of Pittsburgh business and more.”

 “What about his employees?”

“We keep who we want; most of them hit the rocks.”

 “OK; I might need all his artists Brian.”

“Your very own Schindler's List of people to save; you’re such a softie Justin.”

 “I need them if we land Ford and maybe more people too. I’ll bring them in under a trial basis on probation and if they don’t cut it we let them go.”

“I might keep one or two ad men and the rest or toast. We don’t need any other staff. We have our own legal, accounting, all that.”

“Shit Brian; Ford, this tower, now Vangard; this is one hell of a day.”

“I have to read a Ford contract. Later.”

“Later”

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“You’re a very fast learner Mark. Usually a student needs a month to learn that Kata. You did it in one hour.”

“Thank you master; I have a very good memory.”

“We are now going to do some basic Judo. Mainly today I will teach you how to fall without being hurt.” For the next hour the martial arts instructor showed Mark how to fall down and how to throw a grown man using his hips for leverage. The teacher was amazed with the learning ability of his pupil. This young man showed great promise. At this rate he could move up to his first belt by Friday.

“You are making remarkable progress. I would like for you to attend my studio to work with other students Mark.”

“Leave me your card sir and I’ll talk to Jerry about it. I have to have my armed bodyguard with me at all times though.”

“I understand. That will not be a problem Mark. I want you to experience sparing with people your age and of all sizes.”

“Do you have a schedule of your classes?”

“Yes, it’s on my website. The URL’s on my card.”

“I’ll talk with Jerry tonight about it. I don’t foresee a problem.”

 “Very good, our time is done for today.” They both bowed low and Master Hutu was escorted to the front door by Mark.

 “Thank you sir for today’s lesson.”

“I was very happy to do this for you Mark.” The old man walked out and got into his car. Mark went to the kitchen to see Frenchie.

“I’ m starving Frenchie.”

“Master Jerry’s running late. How about a chicken sandwich to tie you over until dinner?”

 “Do you have any Miracle Whip?”

 “I sure do; lettuce and tomatoes?”  

 “Please” Frenchie pulled out a cooked chicken patty and heated it as he made the sandwich ready. He poured a large glass of 1% milk and served it to the boy. Mark dove in because he truly was hungry. “May I have another milk?’

 “Of course master Mark.” Frenchie refilled his glass and gave him the sandwich. As Mark ate his meal, he started to read the next chapter in his acting textbook. Frenchie stayed busy in the kitchen getting dinner ready and cleaning behind him.

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"So Marvel Comics buys Angel’s black comic concept for 700K; then we learn Ford is going to sign on with us probably tomorrow. After that Ted tells me we can buy the U.S. Steel Tower for a song with owner carry back at 4%. Then Gus tries to swallow a penny and scares the shit out of everybody. And to end the day Vance with Vangard calls me wanting to sell his company which is practically worthless. Ted has him over a barrel and we’re applying the grease now before ramming it in.” Brian completed his summary of his day to Mel. Justin listened smiling at the way Brian told it.

“Gus, I taught you not to put anything in your mouth.” Mel said.

 “I was holding it for Kathy; it was her penny. I’ll never do it again.”

“Good boy; I wish I’d known you’d be buying the tower before buying my office building Brian.”

"You can always move in later Mel.”

 “A downtown location would be great for business. I just don’t have enough clients yet to swing it.”

“I’ll make you a deal after we get in. Six months deferred rent to help you get started. Apply the difference on our retainer. Lease or sell your building. I have lots of finished unused office space there now.”

 “How much parking is there?”

 “The street parking and 600 spaces underground.”

 “Save me 2 thousand square feet as high as you can. I’ll do it.”

“Welcome to Kinnetik Tower Ms. Marcus.”

“Brian US Steel counter offered with giving 2% commission to Jennifer and we split it; 12 million each.”

“Hold on for a minute Ted.” Brian pulled out his cell phone and called his mother-in-law.

“Hello Brian”

“Do you have your broker’s license?”

“Yes”

“If you make this deal with me still employed with Century 21, how much do you lose of your commission?”

“I would have to split it with the agency 50/50.”

“Turn in your resignation imminently and clean out your desk. You’re about to make 24 million on this deal all yours now; and you can open your own real estate company in our building.”

“I’d love to Brian. Is this a sure thing?”

“Good as gold Mother Taylor. They agreed to pay you 2% commission on the sale price. I have it in writing.”

“I’m going to resign right now and leave. Thank you Brian.”

“Welcome to Kinnetik Tower.”

“I’ll be there in two hours Brian to deliver your accepted offer and open the escrow. My broker may try to sue me.”

“Let him try; we can put Mel on his ass.”

“Ha! That’s so true; how is my son doing?”

“At night are at work?”

“Brian!”

“He’s fantastic; we’re making money hand over fist. I’m going to shut down Vangard this week too.”

“Terrific Brian; you have no other competitors now.”

“I didn’t anyway but at least I don’t have anyone in the city trying to compete with me. I’m meeting with Ford in one hour; everything hinges on getting that account.”

“I’m now crossing my toes too.”

“Good girl. See you later.” Brian closed his cell phone.

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“Good morning John, come on in.” Mark and Ricky let his physical trainer in the house. They went to the gym room downstairs.

“How sore are you today?”

“Not too bad.”

“Good, we’re going to do circuit training on the gym set. I’ll teach you a repetition of exercises to do twice a day now. It’ll last for an hour. First let’s stretch.”

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“Mark, you can have all my listings and my commissions in escrow. I have to leave at once. I have a better offer.”

“You’re closing the US Steel Tower and cutting out Century 21. That’s a violation of your contract.”

“Wrong Mark, I didn’t obtain that listing with your agency. I was hired as a private broker by the buyer outside of this agency.  I’m opening my own practice downtown in the same tower. I owe you my listings at this agency and no more. My client ordered me not to include Century 21 with this deal. Your name isn’t on the offer. Our agreement is time dated after today. At this point everything is verbal.”

“I have to get my piece of that pie Jennifer. I’ll sue you for sure.”

“My son’s lover’s must be rubbing off on me. Fuck with me Mark and I’ll own you too. You’d be wise to let me go quietly. Corporate won’t spend the money to save your ass if I go after it. I’ll steal your clients and agents if you piss me off.” Jennifer stared at the man meaning every word of her threat.

“Go and good luck Jennifer; I hate to lose you.”

“If things get bad I might have a job for you down the road. You’re smart Mark to let me go gracefully.” Jennifer grabbed the box of her office stuff and left the building grinning.

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“Brian, I have to head back to Ford headquarters right away. You don’t have to pitch me; I’m already sold. Let me see our contract.” Bill Ford took the contract and looked it over. Then he handed it to his PA who was a company attorney.

“Everything’s in order Bill; it’s a solid contract.” The PA told him. Bill took out his pen and signed it. Then Brian and Justin signed for Kinnetik. Once the second copy was signed Bill took out a cashier’s check made out to Kinnetik for $1 billion and gave it to Brian. Brian reached out and shook the man’s hand.

“Thanks for the business. We need information on your product line and future models for next year.”

“I was prepared Brian; I left the box of information with your girl out front. The deadline is 90 days for your first ads; however, I’d like to see your ideas as soon as possible.”

“This is a big job Bill. Let me have 45 days to get it ready for you.”

“Sounds good Brian; I got to run now. Assholes called a damn board meeting this afternoon.” Bill and his PA left the office. Brian escorted them to the elevators.

“We’ll be in touch Bill. You’re going to love our work.”

“If you can sell cars like beer I’m going to love you for sure.”  Once the man left Brian and Justin went to Brian’s office. Brian got on the intercom company wide.

“Attention staff of Kinnetik. We just landed a five billion dollar contract with Ford Motor Company.” You could hear shouts and applauding all over the building. “I want all you people to think about how to sell Ford cars. Remember edge, sex, looks, art, slogans, and entertaining concepts. Peanuts for the elephants with the best ideas; Ted come get this big fat check before Justin faints on me.”

 “I’ll be right there Brian.”

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 “How many zeros are in a billion Carl?”

“Nine; that’s the budget of a city honey.”

“I’m so proud of my boys. I remember after Stockwell they had nothing and was about to lose the loft.”

“That wasn’t that long ago either. Stockwell’s only going to trial next month; this might be a good time Lily to ask for those computers for the kids here.” Carl said.

“Justin already ordered them Friday. They should be here today. An internet guy’s coming to hook up our internet connections.”

 “How much is 5 billion dollars Gran Ma Debbie?” Gus asked her.

“Well let’s go to the white board and write it down. You need to learn these numbers being a Kinney.” Carl broke out laughing. Lily couldn’t help smiling too.

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“Mrs. Griffin, under the circumstances, as your attorney facing this evidence I advise you to accept your husband’s offer. With proof of infidelity this strong, he could get the children and divorce you giving you nothing.”

“I don’t believe this. We’re worth at least 15 billion dollars and I have to settle for ten million?”

“I might mention he drained the joint accounts today. You will get $15,000 a month child support, the use of the mansion and staff until the last child is 18 and gone to college; and he’s paying their tuition and health insurance. He’s also providing you security for the family and limos.”

“Make him a counter offer for 500 million.”

“Mrs. Griffin, Jerry already instructed me not to accept a counter offer. This is the only deal you have or we go to court and take the children, the mansion, the joint assets, and fight to leave you nothing. Any judge will see you on these tapes having sex with that minor boy on those dates before you were separated and will give Jerry what he wants. You also agree that if you remarry no one adopts his children. He’ll continue the child support even if you marry. You can keep your boy toy.” Adam drove in the legal dagger and twisted it for good measure. “May I mention this offer is only good while I’m in this room? If you deny this divorce settlement, we go to court and your actions will become public news.”

“I can’t bet this. You better take the offer quietly.” Mrs. Griffin’s attorney told her. He was the best divorce attorney in Beverly Hills.

“Jerry also agrees to pay your attorney’s fee for you and court cost.” Adam said to sweeten the pot.

“Well, at least he ended our marriage with a final good fuck. Where do I sign?”

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“This is shit; Vance has no decent clients left. What’s his retainer status Ted?”

“He says five million left in his budget.”

 “And he owes his clients over twenty million in work not done yet. The man’s bankrupt.” Brian picked up his phone. “Get Gardner Vance on the phone.”

“Line two Brian.”

“Hello Brian.”

“Vance, you have nothing to give me but your liabilities to your clients. You have five million in retainers and over 20 million in work not done and behind. This is the deal. I'll take your clients provided they give me extensions to get the work done. I take the five million, all your office and video equipment; my pick of your staff; and you get to file bankruptcy and run for the hills. There isn’t enough here to give you a pension.”

“God damn it Kinney; that’s not fair.”

 “I’m not paying you a dollar for five cents of shit Vance. This way you don’t take your clients down with you and hurting the advertising business in general. You save face and some of your people still have a job. This client list is practically worthless to me.”

 “What do you have Brian not to need my clients?”

 “Let me see, I signed up Ford Motor Company this morning for five billion. I have Marvel Entertainment and Budweiser; not to mention Eyeconics and Leo Brown still. There are others who wish to be private. A $100,000 ad budget for a Chinese buffet is a waste of my company’s time but somebody needs to clean up the fucking mess your about to do to our profession.”

“I need at least a pension of 8,000 a month.”

“I’m in a good mood today Vance. I’ll give you $3,000 a month for ten years provided you bend over and let me kick your fat ass out the door. Deal?”

“At least you didn’t ask me to suck your cock.”

 “You’d have to pay me for that privilege and it’s not for sale. What’s your decision loser?”

“I accept Brian.”

“I’ll have legal begin to take your accounts. Prepare to transfer the five million to me. Hire a lawyer for your bankruptcy. I can suggest a good one who can help you and work with me in the process.”

“Who is he?”

 “She; Melanie Marcus; she’s a pit bull and will save your sorry ass.”

“Let me have her information.”

“Cynthia has it; good doing business with you Vance. Stand by for my girl.” Brian pressed the intercom. “Cynthia, give Vance Mel’s contact information.”

“Will do Brian.” Brian hung up the phone smiling at Ted.

“His accounts aren’t in that bad a shape Brian. When you add copyrights to his company’s work we’ll make a fortune on it all.”

“He was a good ad man in his day Ted, but an idiot in business. Go get legal working on his mess.”  Brian got on the intercom.

“Attention Kinnetik employees. We just swallowed Vangard Advertising. That is all.” Brian began to laugh. You could hear the whistles and shouts and applauding all over the floor.

 “Brian, Jennifer is here to see you.”

“Send her in Cynthia.”

“Hello Brian, Ted.”

“Are you ready to strike out into the big leagues?”

“Provided I have my son and his lover for a business partner and I can call my company Kinnetik Real Estate.” Brian got on the intercom.

“Justin, we need you in my office.”

“Be right there Brian.” Soon Justin walked in.

“Hi  Mom.”

“I know you’re busy dear. I’m closing this tower as an independent broker. I resigned from the agency. Brian wants me to open an agency in this building. I’m making 24 million but after taxes I’ll only have 14.9 million. I’ll open shop here if you boys will be partners with me.”

“Jennifer, if we invest all of the 24 million in a new business we can avoid taxes.” Ted told her. “Brian, we have to make her company worth more than 24 million for the equity trade up clause.”

“She wants to call it Kinnetik Real Estate, Justin.” Brian told him.

“We need to make a deal with UPMC to take down their name on the building and put up Kinnetik's. We need to remodel the first floor lobby area. We’ll provide you outstanding advertising for your RE business. We’ll prove your office space and utilities. What percentage of ownership split do you want to do Mom?”

“50/50 between you boys and me.”

“What do you think Brian?”

“I want our legal and accounting department to handle your business activity. Otherwise we have nothing to do with the day to day operations of your RE business Jennifer. You get advertising, office space and utilities. To make it fair, we’ll add 24 million for your stock for half interest in the company matching your money. That gives you 48 million to invest and play with.”

“In this recession I can get some very good properties with that.”

“Show me a profit and we can buy more Mother Taylor. We’re sitting on a mountain of cash.”

“Do you have a signed offer for US Steel ready for me?”

“We can sign it now and it’ll be your first deal.” Brian grabbed the offer and pulled out his pen and signed it; then he handed it to Justin.

“Mom, do you need an advance to get by with until business gets going?”

“I’m good for three months dear or more.”

“We should create her a salary as CEO.” Ted mentioned.

“Put her on the company insurance plan with Molly too. Do you want to add Tucker as a domestic partner?”

“Let me talk to Charles about it Brian. Thank you for thinking of us. Let me go and close this deal and start an escrow.”

“I’ll get legal working on your company charter and stock issue.” Brian said.

“I’m on it Brian. We should also do a press release.”  Ted left the office.

“Well Sunshine, what else would we like to buy today?”

“Lunch”

 “Sunshine; we’re about to be a billion dollars in debt. We can’t afford to eat out boy.”

“I’ll put it on my VISA card. My treat dear.” Justin took Brian’s hand and led him to the elevators.

 "You love to spend my pennies boy."

"I think we can eat on my nickel this time."

Pittsburgh Daily News

 Business Section; Page B-1

Kinnetik Inc. buys U.S. Steel Tower

 Kinnetik Advertising owned by Brian and Justin Kinney has entered an agreement to purchase the U.S. Steel Tower on Grant Street for $1.2 billion yesterday. A spokesperson at U.S. Steel confirmed the press release by Kinnetik saying; “Mr. Kinney made us an excellent offer we couldn’t refuse. We will still keep our corporate headquarters in the building for at least five years.”

The tower was constructed in 1970 and has 64 floors with over 12.5 million square feet of office space. Kinnetik now occupies the entire 46th floor. The terms of the purchase are confidential. Kinnetik Advertising Inc. is promising excellent contract terms for advertising provided to all tenants of the tower. CEO Brian Kinney says: “The businesses leasing in our tower are important to us. We wish to help them succeed in these challenging times with outstanding marketing concepts. Our offer for PR help is extended to existing renters and future ones too. Anyone renting here is part of the Kinnetik family, and we take care of our family.”

 The Assistant CEO and Director of Art and Media, Justin Kinney said: “I’m beginning to design a new interior for the first floor lobby area bringing the tower’s appearance into the 21 century with very modern art and décor. Kinnetik Tower will continue to be the major landmark of Pittsburgh and the pride of our great city. Soon this will be the best building to locate your business in Pittsburgh.”

Broker Jennifer Taylor closed the deal for U.S. Tower

Independent broker Jennifer Taylor, formally of Century 21 until recently exclusively closed the deal for the $1.2 billion sale of the U.S. Steel Tower to Kinnetik Advertising Inc. This makes Ms. Taylor the only billion dollar real estate producer in the state and the highest earning agent this year. When asked what are her future plans: “I’m proud to announce the creation of Kinnetik Real Estate located in the new Kinnetik Tower. I’ll own the company with my son Justin and his partner Brian Kinney. We’ll buy and sell real estate, and provide listing and sales for clients who expect superior performance in these difficult economic times. No listing or buyer is too small or too large for us to handle. We can make the deal or buy your property wholesale. We have significant capital to do business with.”

Kinnetik Advertising enters a $5 billion Contract with Ford Motor Co.

CEO Brian Kinney of Kinnetik Inc. announced yesterday the signing of a $5 billion international contract with the Ford Motor Company. The CEO of Ford, Bill Ford flew to Pittsburgh yesterday and hired our local PR firm for his massive worldwide account. When asked how Brian Kinney landed the deal he said: “Things just snowballed in our favor. First we made smaller national accounts very successful. Then we did great work for Marvel Comics. That account led to Budweiser Beers. After selling a lot of beer, Bill Ford called us wanting my team to work our magic for his company too.  We’re looking to expand our employees with the best talent available; especially in art and video media.”

Mr. Kinney also stated that several Ford commercials will be shot in the Pittsburgh area bringing many needed dollars to our city’s economy.

Kinnetik’s comic “Barrack the Black Super Hero” sold to Marvel

An unknown young artist at Kinnetik Advertising sold his creation rights to the unique comic concept of a black super hero fighting crime named Barrack to Marvel Comics for $700,000 yesterday. Kinnetik Inc. retained the PR rights to promote the new comic in conjunction with their existing contract for all of Marvel Entertainment. “We felt the young artist deserved the rights to the comic since he created it on his own while an employee here. Although legally we owned the comic he created as an employee, we felt this time he deserved the total credit for his work. Kinnetik also granted him the 10% sign on bonus for the PR contract for the comic, and a very nice raise for a job well done. It pays to work for Kinnetik” said Justin Taylor, Director of Art and Media and assistant CEO of Kinnetik in their press release.

Vangard Advertising Inc. enters BK: Ch. 7

Vangard Advertising is closing their doors by Friday confirmed owner Gardner Vance. He has reached an agreement to hand over his existing client accounts and obligations to provide them with PR work by Kinnetik Advertising. The terms of the agreement are confidential. Brian Kinney, CEO of Kinnetik said: “The PR business is very competitive and Vance fought the good fight and did his best. Kinnetik isn’t making any money in this deal but we feel his clients should not suffer for his business miss-fortune. It would be a black eye to the PR profession for them to be left hanging without the marketing help they have paid for and damaging to Pittsburgh’s economy. I ask that those Vangard clients allow Kinnetik a reasonable period of time to work up their advertising concepts and everyone will win. Some employees with Vangard will be retained by Kinnetik however we must avoid duplication of most staff positions.”

Anyone with a credit issue with Vangard is instructed to contact their attorney Melanie Marcus. When asked for a statement Ms. Marcus said: “Sadly there is no money in the pot for Vangard creditors and no tangible assets. Kinnetik is losing millions of dollars accepting the PR responsibility for Vangard’s clients. You can file you claims but frankly this is a dry well.”

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Brian, Justin, Ted, Cynthia, and the other department heads sat in the conference room each reading the morning paper with most of the first page of the business section all about Kinnetik. Brian had that cat who ate the canary grin on his face; Ted was foaming at the mouth with the thought of the business this would bring them; Cynthia knew this day was wasted with phone calls kissing their asses; the HR director feared a wave of resumes from New York wanting to work here, and Justin’s head was spinning wondering if they can keep up with the new impossible workload facing their young company.

“BRIAN!” The older man looked at his young lover and instantly knew the problem. He grabbed Justin’s hand and led him to the CEO’s private bath room and locked the door. He then unbuckled Justin’s belt and pants lowering them to the floor with his underwear; he reached into his pocket and pulled out a package of lube and put in on Justin’s entrance and his cock. Without so much as a finger’s preparation he rammed his cock straight into Justin’s ass and started pounded him into the wall of the stall as he began to lecture to his art department head.

“You will motivate your teams, you will draw brilliantly, you will come up with all the new ideas we need, you will be a fucking genius in everything you create, you will not falter or get afraid, you will be the master of the art and media in this nation, you will delegate what you can and make sure they get it done, and when you do these things…….AHHHHHHHHHHH….YEAH!!!!” Brian rammed in and shot a huge hot load inside Justin’s tender ass. “I will reward you with a great fuck; deal?”

“You got a deal Mr. Kinney; thank you.”

“Good; be fucking brilliant and make me proud. Hire whoever you need and buy what you need; just make your department kick out the ideas that sells this shit. This is the same thing we’re already doing Justin only more of it. My admen can’t touch your brain tank in the art department yet.”

“You always know how to ground me when I start to leave the planet.”

“It works both ways Sunshine; I needed this too. Let’s go sell; but first….” Brian offered to blow the blond but he quietly refused it.

“Time to work now Justin?”

“Yeah” Justin pulled up his pants and got dressed. He walked to the art department and went into his office. On the company database he updated all the new client responsibilities he had. Then he decided who could handle what. He made a list of the jobs and who would work on them. He saved some things for the new artists from Vangard starting tomorrow. Justin went out and called a department meeting and he was fucking brilliant setting up the show maximizing his talent pool.

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 “Here’s the signed divorce agreement Jerry. And here’s your new Will with Mark Davis replacing your wife. I also got her quick claim deed to the mansion and your estate in Hawaii. She agrees to leave all the furnishings and art in the mansion.”

“Well done Adam; what did her attorney cost me?” Adam smiled.

“After we had a private chat before seeing your wife in conference; he twisted her left arm as I broke off the right one. He has my gentleman’s agreement you will transfer 50 million dollars into his off shore account from your Swiss account when the divorce is settled. His fee representing her is $50,000.”

“Well done Adam. Let me get two witnesses in here for the will. Set up a basic trust fund for Mark with a million from my retainer for now. I might do an adoption later since Proposition 8 fucked us for marriage rights. I want him very much protected with the best shells and hidden assets.”

“I have to do it out of country to avoid gift taxes Jerry.”

“I know, open him an account with my bank in Zurich. I can transfer funds there later. Provide me the accounts numbers and keep them in your safe.”

“I’ll email the account info to you later today in two emails for security.”

“I have the routing number, just give me the account number and let me set up the online passwords.”

“Will do Jerry, when can I meet this young man?”

“Come to dinner with us in Malibu Friday night at seven. Bring your lover too.”

“We would like that very much; he’s only 22 himself.”

“I’ll have my chef make something special for the boys.”

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“Ms. Marcus, I have to meet payroll from my bank account this week.”

“I’m permitted to allow you to lay off everyone today and pay them up to today. You can pay no vacation or sick time to your employees. You can’t take a draw for yourself. The balance of your business account must be giving to me today for Kinnetik to deposit. They’re taking on over 20 million in account responsibilities for you and you will have less than 5 million and some office equipment and such to make up for it. You have no company assets to sell or pay debts with. Creditors need to hear you couldn’t pay your employees all you owed them otherwise they will be all over this bankruptcy with challenges.”

“I thought we have until Friday?”

“Vance, get off the ship before it takes you down with it. I have a company coming today to move all your files to Kinnetik’s office. Here is your settlement agreement with Kinnetik.” Vance took the agreement and began to read it.

“I never agreed to transfer copyrights of my existing ad concepts.”

“Brian Kinney isn’t flexible on that point. It’s the only thing that makes it possible for him to break even some day stopping your downfall.”

“I won’t agree to this.”

“Fine, I’m not representing you; Kinnetik will not help you, and you can take your chances now with your employees, creditors, the Federal Court, and your adoring clients.” Mel started to pack up her briefcase.

“Wait; can we talk to them about a small cash payment for copyrights?”

“I know Kinnetik’s position and it would be a waste of time. With all due respect Vance, you’re not my only client. Shit or get off the pot.“ Mel opened her briefcase, pulled out the agreement and handed Vance the pen.

“Fuck!” The man took her pen and signed the document. Mel smiled.

"Now I need a check to Kinnetik for $4.85 million; make payroll and give the balance to my company with your CEO files. Vance wrote and signed the check.

“You get to keep your shirt; smart man. Let my people have all your equipment and files today.” Mel took the signed agreement not leaving Vance a copy, and left the office before breaking out laughing out loud. Vance never read past page two. As Mel got in her car she whispered to herself;

“Sucker! You're not even my client. You keep your shirt but not your pants.”

“Brian, I have a moving company starting to clean out Vangard. I’m not leaving a fucking paper clip on the floor. Where do we put this shit?”

“One moment Mel; Cynthia call downstairs and arrange for me to get about 20,000 square feet of vacant office space in one location closest to our offices.”

“I’m on it Brian.”

“I’ll have a location in a few minutes. How did it go?”

“Brian, I haven’t fucked a man that hard since I was a freshman in college”

“HA ha ha ha ha ha!”

“As expected he didn’t retain me and I didn’t request it.”

“What a fucking idiot.”

“I had two agreements ready; one if he did, and one if he didn’t.”

“Go on.”

“Legally I’m still your attorney. I used the hammer contract. He didn’t read past page two getting hung up on the copyright transfers. He started to refuse to sign and I did the take away technique and packed my briefcase reminding him of the wolves waiting. He panicked and I demanded he shit or get off the pot. He wasn’t my only client.”

“I’d love to have seen that.”

“He signed the agreement without reading it or getting a copy.”

“How bad did you fuck him?”

“Three feet long, thick as a five pound coffee can without grease.”

“Details”

“I cashed his check for 4.85 million and got you a new cashier’s check now. He agrees to hold Kinnetik harmless of any legal action against him. He agrees to secure his private home property to settle any debt he owes with you controlling it. I made him fuck his employees out of vacation and sick pay. He accepts all taxes and penalties due to closing his company. He agrees to pay your legal fees if anyone tries to sue you regarding him or Vangard. And for good measure he waives his pension fund until his federal bankruptcy case is settled and completed as reserve cash for your potential legal fees. But there’s more.”

“Fuck Mel; that’s wicked.”

“No it’s not; I’m a lawyer, we’re fucking sharks and he’s fish food.”

“What else?”

“He’s making basic payroll up to today only. I get a final check of his account balance later after payroll is made. We get the office furniture, copy machines, fancy ad machines, all his photographic and video equipment, his entire video lab worth at least a million in electrical and electronic equipment; dozens of computers with passwords cleared off; files and cabinets, every stinking pen, pencil, paperclip, and cable in the offices; all his routers and servers, and the art on the walls.”

“He is going to shit when you take his art Mel.”

“I hired the biggest meanest bears on Liberty Avenue in full leather; he can try to shit on them. Thirty men with five trucks Brian; I gave them orders to take everything remaining.”

“Mel, take the stuff to the 42th floor. I’ll have one of my security men there with the doors open ready for your trucks. You do realize Mel; within 30 days he’ll be broke, homeless, and unable to hire a lawyer for the bankruptcy filing?”

“You can get his estate if you agree to call off the wolves when they start on him. He’s only about two million down personally and I can lawyer to death the creditors for his company. His estate’s worth 3.5 million Brian at least. You give him 3K a month, and a car to load his clothes in so he can ride off into the sunset.”

“I love you counselor.”

 “20% of what I make for you in this deal?”

“I give 33% for the best fucking pit bull Jewish dyke lawyer in America.”

“You’re a hard man to do business with Kinney; I accept 33%.”

“See you at dinner tonight.”

“See you.” Mel hung up the phone smiling. She just knocked down a very significant portion of the retainer she owed Brian and Justin sinking Vangard hard.

********************

Brian played the tape recording of his conversation with Mel to Justin. The blond listened to it all before commenting.

“Damn Brian, she is so good at what she does.”

“What is his art and video gear worth to us?”

“It’ll save me over 3 million in new purchases. Everyone in the office can get a computer now; they don’t have to share. I need to move art and video to another floor and free up space for offices for your side of things.”

“The most space is on the 42th floor Justin; see if you can use it when we clear out Vangard’s shit.”

“A lot of his stuff is art and media and can stay there. He had one video camera I know was like new and cost $450,000. Tell me Brian, was it ethical what Mel did to him?”

“Let me put it this way. Mel walked in technically my lawyer unless Vance hired her. He did not write a small retainer check. She was not obligated to be his lawyer or provide him legal advice. Vance lost his business by a series of incredibly dumb mistakes. Today he was standing with his feet in the toilet. Mel walked in with a rope to pull him out if he hired her, and she placed his hand on the flush handle if he didn’t. Vance flushed his self down the shitter Justin. He panicked and signed the agreement without reading it all. He didn’t consult with his own legal team. I ask you; is it unethical to pick up the money from a fool throwing it away? Remember we’re saving his clients.”

“Ted told me the copyright royalties are worth tens of millions in future revenue.”

“They don’t count as an asset in bankruptcy court. Future maybe money doesn’t count for creditors to attach.  In theory they may pay nothing.”

“In reality?”

“I wrote his best ads. We might make 80 to 180 million or more in three years off of them when I re-pitch them with brilliant follow up campaigns.”

“Fuck Brian; why did Vance go under?”

“He got where he was living in a 100 foot diameter bubble with a 10 foot diameter income and drained his corporate capital reserves maintaining his lavish lifestyle. He took on accounts he didn’t have the vision or man power to service properly. He borrowed way too much money. By becoming a business man, he lost his visionary creative edge as an ad man and had nobody like me or Cynthia to save his ass when we left. The day he fired me he set this day in motion for his doom. He didn’t realize how much I saved his company from going under.”

“Did you actively try to steal his clients?”

“No, they got disgusted with him for poor performance and hire us. I never cared for the ma and pa clients he likes but their money’s green and junior ad execs can handle them.”

“So, he just had a going out of business sell, and we bought his shit for 10 cents on the dollar.”

“More like 2 cents but you got the idea. I admit we dangled a carrot in his face on a stick but he can’t prove it.”

“Can he sue you; can he sue Mel for not representing him?”

“He can try; he didn’t hire Mel so that ends that; since he signed an agreement to hold me legally harmless and to pay my attorney fees for law suits, he would be pretty stupid to do it. The game of taking down Gardner Vance has only just begun. Soon he’ll realize he has nothing and maybe not enough money to hire a good lawyer. He’s two million dollars in debt personally not counting his business debt exceeding 12 million I know of and that doesn’t include client obligations we assumed. All he has is a home estate worth at least 3.5 million free and clear and he has entered a settlement agreement to fork it over for personal creditors … to me.”

“Shit! He is so fucked Brian.”

“I’m sure Mother Taylor and Tucker will love his estate. They get it for a song. I control it now and I can sell it to who I want to for cash used paying his personal debts, … well partially.”

“Did Mel know you recorded this?” Brian grinned.

“Cover all your bases Justin; no and she didn’t ask me or by law I would have to tell her.”

“Are you going to tell her?”

“We are not going to tell her; the only way she finds out is if she crosses me and sides with Vance.”

“Brian! Mel wouldn’t do that. How could you think of such a thing?”

“Unless it’s a personal call, I always record phone conversations in case of future legal challenges. It wasn’t against Mel, Justin. This is covering your ass on the highest levels. I do it with everyone except you or Ted.”

“When did you start to do this?”

“Since Kip Thomas accused me of sexual harassment at Vangard.”

“Oh; someday Brian I want to talk about that thing.”

********************  

“You got a few minutes Brian?”

“Yes Kevin, come on down.” The HR director, Kevin Gelden walked into Brian’s office.

“Brian, just as I feared, we have received a tidal wave of applications and resumes from phenomenal talent wanting to work here. I need some guidance from you how you want me to proceed.”

“How do you define phenomenal?”

“People almost as talented as you and Justin; young and brilliant and not appreciated where they are.”

“How many people are that good?”

“Two hundred at least; I’m still reviewing samples and resumes. Some of the brightest minds in New York want to get out of the Big Apple and belong to the hottest agency in the nation now.” Brian got on his intercom.

 “Ted, come to my office.”

 “Be right there Brian.”

“Let me get Ted’s input on something.” Ted walked in seeing Kevin. “Ted, considering the buzz we got recently by free publicity, with a very conservative estimate, how many new accounts could we take on if we have the staff to handle them?”

“Brian, for example, legal just got an interest letter from the CEO of General Motors for a copy of your standard agency contract for his review.”

“GM? Why hasn’t someone told me this?”

“They just got it minutes ago; they’re drafting a reply and sending both to you for your approval and signature.”

“How much business can we do if manpower and talent isn’t an issue?”

“Conservatively speaking with aggressive agents in the field closing new clients we should have over four times the business within a year. We’re the hot agency to hire now. The nation is all a buzz about us and our ads.” Brian got on the intercom again.

“Justin, come to my office for a meeting.” Soon Justin arrived and was brought up to speed with the new information and projections for business. Kevin showed him a small sample of the talent wanting to work for Kinnetik. “Ok, now that you know what we can do; how do we do it Justin?” Brian then waited for that blond brain to process this problem.

“We do what I did with the art department competing with the ad men when I took over the department. We hire them all and put them against our existing ad execs and each other; they all compete coming up with the best ideas for a campaign to land the account no matter if they sign up the account or not. The winners move up and the ones without the vision or ideas handle the shit small accounts until they get creative. Bring them here with a moving allowance and a small basic salary to start to prove themselves.  If they have the confidence to compete in our open creative environment; they will accept the employment offers.”

“Brian, most of them will bring new clients to Kinnetik with them away from their existing agencies in time.”

“How many ad execs and how many artist types do you have now Kevin that truly impresses you?”

“I have about 160 execs and 50 artists including major video talent with years of experience and knowledge.”

“Do you understand the open thinking, competing atmosphere of our company well enough to describe it to potential employees?”

“I think I see where you’re going. I have a good idea for a form letter and Justin can review and revise it. I’ll press the opportunity for real talent to excel here, the generous sign on bonus for new clients, and the bonuses for major hit campaigns plus our basic benefit package. They’ll have a fraction of the cost of living here compared to New York. I’ll mention that stating the higher salaries aren’t needed to live well in Pittsburgh.”

 “We now have 112 employees; many are marginal performers. We have the option on the table to hire 210 or more highly skilled, experienced proven professionals to expand our company. Ted, I need risk analysis for cost of their employment by the end of the day. Worst case scenario; they don’t make me a dime for six months. Kevin, write your detail offer for employment consideration form letter. State the cheap salary to begin with, the benefits, and the atmosphere to prove they are top performers quickly. State we will do interviews in the New York area during a very large hiring event by invitation only. Get back to me with it by tomorrow morning guys. Justin, look over the samples Kevin has from the artists and see what you think of each one if you have time to. Your present projects are priority. We have time to look at them later.”

“Everyone is laid out with work; I’m free now. Tim can handle the department while I’m gone.” Justin said.

“Ok, this is only growing pains people; don’t sweat the scary painful feelings you’re having. We already have major obligations to Ford to produce. The additional talent will insure we can do it. Get to work on the things we need to make this happen. If the risk analysis is under 100 million; this expansion is a go people.”

“Is everyone ready for this meeting?” Brian asked Ted, Kevin, and Justin. All of them said yes.

“Ok, Ted you go first. What is the risk analysis for 210 new employees for six months without them making me a cent?”

“Hiring them for $35,000 a year, their benefit packages, a $3,000 moving allowance each, setting up their offices, and the loss of rental income on their office space for six months; all totals $98.77 million.”

“That’s about what I expected Ted. Good work. If only one new man or woman hits a home run within six months that $100 million is paid back. How many are diversity applicants Kevin, racially speaking?”

“We have nine black, five Latino, and three Asian applicants Brian.”

“I want you to make a special letter to them emphasizing we are very interested in hiring them and impress on them the diverse environment of Kinnetik and our mission to produce for their communities outstanding advertising with their help.”

“I can do that Brian.”

“Justin, how does their art look?”

“Several are perhaps more talented than I am Brian. All of them are outstanding. I want every one of them on my team.”

“Let me see your form letter for the applicants Kevin. Do you have copies for each of us?”

“Yes, here they are.” Kevin handed out the letter to each man and they began reading them.

Kinnetik Advertising Inc.

600 Grant Street, 46th Floor

Pittsburgh, Pa 21589

(date)

(Name and address of applicant)

Dear (name),

Thank you for your recent interest in working for Kinnetik. We are experiencing outstanding growth of our client base and are in need of many new employees with the education, experience, talent and vision for our profession and mission.

We operate like no other agency. Everyone has a chance to dream up the next hit campaign or slogan. We pay a 10% sign up bonus for new accounts not including cost of advertising; for example, if you sign up a new client with a $1 million retainer to Kinnetik, you get a $100,000 bonus for the account. That does not insure the account is all yours. Everyone at Kinnetik, ad exec department and Arts and Media, collectively brain storm each new account to come up with the best advertising ideas. Once a person or team proves to have the best idea(s), they are assigned the task of building the campaign. We work together here. This is a friendly competition and this is how we create the best ads in the business and we are rapidly becoming the most successful agency in the nation.

Recently a new ad man made over $1 million in sign on bonus within his first month; others made six figure bonuses for dreaming up home run slogans or concepts. We love to reward creativity and vision at Kinnetik.

The cost of living in Pittsburgh is less than a third what it is in New York. We start everyone at the base salary of $35,000 a year regardless of experience or education. Most employees find the salary not important as they make outstanding bonuses on a regular basis. That is enough money to live well in this city without your bonuses. We also provide a complete benefit package; see pamphlet enclosed.

If you feel you have the vision, and talent to excel in our unique creative environment which richly rewards great vision and imagination, I urge you to accept this invitation to let me know your continued interest joining the Kinnetik team. Top performers get raises constantly here as well.

We are a non-discrimination company and a very diverse group of people. Your race, age, gender, disability, nationality, ethnic background, religion or sexual orientation will not be a factor in your employment.

We’ll be conducting interviews on a future weekend in New York by invitation only. We have over 200 applicants like yourself in New York and we’re prepared to hire all of you. A $3,000 moving allowance will be provided to new employees.

If you believe you have what it takes to be the next winner at Kinnetik, respond to this letter ASAP with your interest to be interviewed. Interviews in New York will be done very soon.

Sincerely,

Kevin Gelden, HR Director: Kinnetik Inc.

“What do you think Justin?”

“I love it; if they expect a huge salary and don’t have the confidence to earn the bonuses we don’t need them.”

 “Kevin, do a background check on each applicant who responds and start a new employee file prior to the interview. We are assuming they are hired before the interview. If they don’t show up high or drunk we grab them on the spot.”

“Got it Brian”

“Ted, get with legal and see how many new people you need for this company expansion in those departments. I might hire the lost souls from Vangard now.”

“I’m on it Brian.”

“Justin, go to the 42th floor and design your new art and media department there: delegate it and oversee it if you like. Shove the Vangard crap to one side and start creating your department. Slowly we move in the new furniture and make offices here as you move downstairs. Hire laborers to help you and technicians to set up the gear.”

 “Will do Bri.”

 “It’s time to build an empire people.”

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 “Melanie Marcus speaking”

“Vance Gardner Ms. Marcus; I demand the art stolen from my offices be returned to me at once!”

“Sir, all items taken from your office is the assets of Vangard and subject to be sold for creditor’s relief. That’s the law sir.”

“You didn’t give me a copy of the agreement with Kinnetik either.”

“Just an oversight; I’ll mail one to your home address today. I’ll need a detailed list of all your current assets and debts both personal and business before filing your court case.”

“How soon will I feel relief?”

“Once the filing is done everyone you owe money is forbidden from contacting you directly. I advise you to get that information to me quickly and you need to formally retain me for the case.”

“How much do you need for a retainer?”

“For a case the size of yours both personal and business: $15,000.”

 “That’s almost all the money I have.”

 “I’m giving you a break sir; any other attorney would charge you twice that amount.”

 “Don’t bother mailing my agreement; I’ll be at your office with the retainer and information in one hour.”

“I have a schedule conflict. Please come at four this afternoon.”

“Very good;” Vance closed his phone and started to get ready for seeing Mel. The female attorney grinned for having delayed the man, she was free all day.

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 “What a fucking mess.” Justin said to Tim as they looked over the new digs for the future art and media department.

“Before we do anything we get a cleanup crew in here. That back wall is perfect for our stage sets; the wall of windows for new office spaces. The central area can be our conference and brain storming section. We’ll need four huge tables and chairs bought and built here. We should install a giant mega flat panel on that post for our viewing during a meeting.” Tim said.

 “You have a good handle and vision for this change. Can I delegate it to you so I can do other work?”

“Sure Justin; I can handle it. Just tell me where you want your office to be so I save that space for you.”

“Put me on that corner away from the entrance. I want glass partitions so I can see the department from my desk.”

“Don’t worry about a thing. I’ll make it happen in record time.”

“Thanks Tim; I knew I could count on you. We’re going to get a lot of new people. Soon we want to find someone to be number 3 in charge.”

“Let’s see who we get for new hires and how they are with the team. We might want to create sub departments here too.”

“Ok” Justin left to go upstairs.

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"97…98…99…100; stop there Mark. You’re getting pretty strong real fast.” John the trainer praised his client.

“I can see the changing definition of my body in the mirror now. I look fine.”

 “Those sit-ups will bring out your six pack. Take five then we’ll work with free weights for a while to build your upper body more.” Mark grabbed his water bottle and took a drink. “I’m very impressed with your attitude about training. You’re making remarkable progress Mark. In a couple of months you’re going to start to look really hot.”

 “I feel great too. Exercise makes me feel better; I’m never tired. It helps with my martial arts too.”

“How is the acting lessons going?”

“They’re easy; you just memorize your lines and pretend to be the character. I’m sure I have more to learn like how to laugh or cry to look natural; stuff like that. Next week we study movement on camera and eye positioning for filming.”

“That’s important to do. Much of your scenes is talking to the camera and pretending it to be a person. Some actors have a hard time getting it right.”

“My coach is great John; I’ll learn how to do it like a pro.”

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 “Ted, come to my office.”

 “Be right there Brian.” Moments later Ted arrived.

“I want you to go to the 42th floor where the files are for Vangard. Locate his employee records and their pay legers. Find out what is owed to his employees for vacation and sick time and get back to me with a figure.”

“Ok Brian; do you intend to pay his employees?”

“Yes, I don’t want them to suffer during this shit and I want them liking Kinnetik when this is over.”

“It won’t be that much money and the good faith it creates is golden. Good thinking Brian.”

“Also look for vendors he owes money to that are our vendors too. I can win points with them as well.”

 “What about the vendors we don’t use?”

“Make me a list who there are and what he owes them. I’ll look at it.”

“I’m on it Brian.”

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 “Gary, this is fucking genius. I love it.” Justin just saw a demonstration of a commercial idea Gary dreamed up for an oil company selling automobile motor oil.  He called Brian to set up a meeting to show it to him. Once they were in the room Gary demonstrated the ad with Justin as the victim.

“SLAP!” Gary slapped Justin’s ass hard with the stick.

 “Think with your dip stick, Jimmy.” Brian busted out laughing as Justin rubbed his sore ass from the sharp strike of the dip stick they got for the demonstration.

“It’s perfect; humor, sexual innuendo, action and product recognition. I want a short Scottish actor with a red beard wearing coveralls and a tie; also put a red cap on him and have him running around slapping people including someone buying the product and finally saying:

“That’s thinking with your dip stick.”

“You really like it Brian?” Gary asked.

“The client will love it and I smell a CLEO award here. Fantastic; Justin give this man a raise today.”

“You just made artist with full benefits and $45,000 a year Gary; way to go. I’m sure there’s a bonus for this idea too.”

“Wow! Thank you both so much.”

 “I can’t believe I almost fired you kid. You’re terrific.” Brian said as he rubbed the teenager’s hair.

********************

“Rage, you can’t just leave me at this lair to worry about you when you’re gone. I can fight; I can watch your back. You can teach me to fight better. I’m young, and fast. My place is beside you fighting the bad guys.”

“JT, it’s dangerous out there. I can’t worry about you when I’m neck deep in trouble.”

 “Let me be with you out there and tonight I’ll show you danger and trouble you’re going to love.” Mark read the script lines with seductive emotion very much impressing his acting coach.

“That was excellent Mark; it made a chill run up my spine thinking of what you had in mind for Rage this evening. You’re a natural actor. Your voice inflection was perfect full of emotion and feeling.”

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 “Brian, we can pay the Vangard employees with less than $100,000.”

 “Cut the checks and make a form letter to each one saying Kinnetik did this for their benefit and good will and we were not obligated to pay them. We felt it was unfair they didn’t get paid. How many lawyers and accountants do you want?”

 “Vangard wasn’t that large; we can use every person he had.”

 “Go tell Kevin to hire them and make room to give them offices. I want two junior people, a lawyer and a paralegal in the art department for copyrighting. Give them a secretary too.”

“Vangard had some excellent girls working there.”

“Have Cynthia look them over. Office staffing is her department.”

“Will do Brian.”

 ********************

 Mark and Jerry are in the shower together. The warm water is cascading down on their beautiful bodies. Mark is against the shower wall as Jerry is fucking him with love like motions, slow and passionate. Mark is groaning as the man’s huge dick was driving in and out of him. The boy pushed back his round firm bubble butt into the invading cock welcoming the assault.

“You are so beautiful to me.” Jerry said as he stroked the long blond hair of his young lover and felt the curves and new muscles of his small back. The sight of his cock going into that perfect ass was driving him crazy. Soon his orgasm was ready and he grabbed the boy’s hips and started to pound hard all 10” into the boy until he shot a huge hot load deep inside him. After Jerry pulled out Mark turned around and began to kiss his lover with youthful passion… a thank you kiss for a marvelous hot fuck from Mr. Marvel himself.”

Justin laid in bed enjoying getting fucked by the highly skilled lover on top of him. Brian was is a great mood and was having a wonderful time inside Justin’s hot round firm tightly gripping velvety textured love channel. Nonstop Brian fucked Justin this evening without pulling out after a climax and was soon about to have the third one. Justin felt like a bottom that had just be thoroughly fucked for nearly half an hour. Both lovers were covered in sweat and panting like dogs in heat.

“Yeah Brian, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck…..” Justin chanted to his lover encouraging him to drive home his big love rod harder and harder. The blond couldn’t get enough of this man’s cock in his ass. Justin was moving about on the bed to maximize the penetrations of Brian’s dick feeling the electric shocks when the man hit his prostate gland. “OH FUCK!” Without seeing it coming, Justin climaxed on the sheet under him without touching himself. Brian felt the boy’s hot ass tighten around him and that was all it took to pull out the third hard climax from his body.

“Damn that was some good ass Sunshine.”

“Glad to make you happy.” Justin said sporting his megawatt smile for the love of his life. He grabbed the trick towel and cleaned up his body and Brian’s. Then he tried to clean the mess on the sheet. “Brian, let me change the sheets, I sort of had an accident here.” Brian looked down to see the wet spot on the bed.

 “Lay a fresh towel on it and let’s sleep. Housekeeping can handle it tomorrow.” Justin got up and grabbed a towel and placed in on the offending wet spot. He carefully laid down and curled into Brian’s arms and they drifted to sleep.

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“Marcus nobody has to lose their home in a bankruptcy without a mortgage.”

“Vance, most people don’t leave twenty million dollars in unfinished business for their clients. You read the agreement and signed it. Your home goes to cover your personal debts; the 13 million you’ve borrowed in the name of Vangard is a lost cause for them. I might add sir; Kinnetik has decided to pay the sick time and vacations of your employees. They’re also providing jobs to all of your art and media, legal, and accounting departments and many secretaries. Most of your vendors will be paid too. Thanks to your agreement with Kinnetik most people won’t be hurt by you going under.

“What’s being done to keep me from hurting?”

“Now that you’ve hired me; that’s my job; first of all, I need you to read and sign this document. With this I believe I can get Brian Kinney to start paying you the $3,000 a month he promised you.” Vance read the document where he promised not to take any legal action against Brian or Justin Kinney, or Kinnetik. For providing this promise he would receive the $3,000 month without delay. Vance needed the money so he signed it and gave it back to Melanie.

“Now I need your signature on this Warranty Deed granting your home to Kinnetik Inc.” Melanie handed the deed to Vance with a pen. Vance hesitated. “You already agreed to give them the property; this will avoid a legal action to take it from you. I’m just keeping your cost down. When this is over you have a clean slate, no debts, and $3,000 a month income.”  Vance considered the end of the tunnel and signed the deed.

“Can I stay in the house?”

“Yes, for 30 days then you have to be moved out and surrender it clean and ready for selling.”

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 “Frenchie, we have dinner guest tonight at seven.” Jerry said at the breakfast table sitting with Mark.

“Who’s coming Jerry?” The boy asked.

“My attorney Adam and his young lover who goes by the name of Fox.”

“I wonder if he’s an FBI agent working on X-files.” Mark said grinning.

“Anything special for dinner sir?”

“Yes, we should have T-bone steaks on the grill. Mark can have a break from his diet tonight.”

“Very good master Jerry; I’ll go to town and get fresh cuts today.”

“You said Fox is young.”

“He’s 22 and a senior in college taking pre-law now. Adam found him the summer after he graduated from high school. They’ve been together since and he’s putting him through school to join his law firm later on.”

“Maybe he can be my lawyer in the future.” Jerry looked at Mark and smiled.

“So Adam and I are doing our part to develop the next generation of gay champions.”

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“Wow; you made a lot of progress down here Tim.” Justin looked over the finished office space for himself, and the arranged office furniture by the windows. Tim now had a team of electronic technicians putting up the stage lighting for three separate filming sets and setting up and testing the camera equipment.

“We got commercials to shoot and I want to be ready to get on them without delay. People can move when we have time or on the weekend. Business comes first.”

“Did the video camera check out ok?”

 “It works perfectly and worth half a million in quality Justin. We still need a second camera for another set or dual filming from two angles.”

“Let’s get everything set up that we have now then make a list of the items we want for purchasing to obtain. We have a blank check to buy what we need here. What are they building over there?”

“Video labs with security doors and locks; we have to protect secret movies and client products before they’re released.”

“Good thinking. Maybe we should install a safe for the samples we have instead of locking file cabinets.”

“Great idea Justin; the clients will be impressed to see that much security here.”

“I have another idea for the window wall. The lighting is perfect for free hand drawing and painting. The artist should get the windows and the offices can be beside them and still have some views.”

“That’s easy to fix and a good point. Natural light is always better to work with. I also had the laborers sort the Vangard stuff and separate it so we can go through it and grab what we want. It cleared up a lot of space in here.”

“I’m going to schedule a department move two Saturday’s from now. We need the new cubicle walls and artist areas set up and ready for us to move in them; department wide at one time. After everyone is here Internet and phones will get installed. For now I’ll order my service in the office to serve us until the others are up and running.”

“Sounds like a plan Justin. This is going to be a great place to work in.”

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“This location will work very well for me Brian. It’s really more space than I need.”

“Mother Tucker, you’ll grow into it. You’re going to be very busy soon. Your offices should say nothing but class so I’m sending you to the best office furniture store in the city to buy what you need in here. Emmett will take measurements and help you decorate for class and sophistication.”

“Christopher Lowell is my middle name.” Emmett said with a flaming gesture.

“Check out some art pieces we have in storage on the 42th floor where Justin is putting in the new Arts and Media Department now. We got them from Vangard; some of them might work for you.”

“Thank you Brian.”

“Once you have your desk arranged we can bring in the wiremen for telephones and Internet including your office network. Justin is working on a logo for your company.”

“For our company Brian.”

“Order new computers and printers too. Talk to you later Mom.” Brian kissed her on the cheek and left the vacant office.

********************

Mel cashed Vance’s retainer check while it was good and took the cash to her bank. Then she filed the deed putting his property into Kinnetik’s name protecting it from creditor claims against Vance or Vangard. Then she went and filed the bankruptcy case downtown. Next she wrote letters to all his personal creditors offering 50% of his debts for a settlement amount outside of the bankruptcy proceeding or making them have legal cost and mailed the letters. Later she modified the filing of the case removing the back pay owed to the employees and certain vendors who were getting paid by Kinnetik. She also filed the agreement with Kinnetik taking over Vangard client responsibilities.

The stage was set for a quick easy case, all the personal debtors would get half their money and walk, the 13 million owed by Vangard would be discharged, and Brian gets Vance’s estate home worth over 3.5 million for a million dollars. Just the estate alone would make a commission for Mel of $855,000 paying back Kinney for his retainer and creating a cushion for her downtown office at Kinnetik Tower with other gains on this case.

She and Brian already talked and he was offering the estate to Jennifer for Mel’s commission plus the million he paid creditors. He wasn’t making anything on the deal and she would have a mansion of a home in the best neighborhood of the city gaining a million in clear equity above her payment for the estate. Everybody wins except Vance Gardner.

 ********************

“Brian did you know Todd and his lover were working in the Vangard art department?”

 “Fuck no!  I don’t want those assholes working here.”

“I already found them not eligible for rehire in their files by Ted. I pulled them out of the hire stack. I just wanted to let you know about it.” Kevin the HR director said.

 “Tell Justin too.  He needs to watch Vangard’s artists for anyone in sympathy with those creeps.”

“Will do Brian; this would have made for an interesting time next week.”

“It would have been a blood bath and mostly Todd’s.”

 ********************

 “$38,000 for a desk and chair set? Emmett this is too much.”

“The queen gets her throne. Brian told me to fix you up good and proper. Besides we get the matching red wood book cases, chairs and file cabinets with it.”

“It would be very impressive to clients in my office.”

“For now I’m setting up your office and the front reception area. As you hire agents we’ll get things set up for them.”

“I need to make places for four people now that are going to work with me.”

“My don’t you work fast honey. Are they new?”

“They worked with me at Century 21 and want to come here and make real money.”

“Well to be fair we buy them matching office sets of good quality so nobody feels the other one has a better set up.”

 “That’s probably wise Emmett.”

“I love spending Brian’s money; did you know this credit card has no limit? I could buy a jet with it.”

“Knowing Brian, he might be buying one himself very soon.”

********************

“Well Lily, everything checks out. I see no problem with you carrying a child. When is your next cycle?”

“I’m due next week doctor.”

“Is the donor in town and available; I’d rather perform the injection fresh instead of from stored sperm.”

“Yes he is and available at anytime.”

“Good; well when you’re ready both of you should come in so we can make a baby.”

“I can’t wait. I’m really looking forward to this.”

******************** 

“Adam tells me you’re going to be JT in the Rage movie coming up Mark.”

“That’s right Fox; I’m in training now for the part. I had no idea how much work went into being an actor. I have a physical trainer, an acting coach and a martial arts instructor.”

“Do you surf? This is a great beach for it. You got nice waves and it’s really clean and private. Surf with me Mark.”

“I’d love to learn how.”

“I could teach you but we have to get you a wet suit and a board.”

 “Fox how safe is it? I don’t want to risk Mark getting hurt and not being able to be JT in the movie.”

“Our waves aren’t dangerous Jerry. If he’s a good swimmer he should be fine and I’ll be right with him. He could also wear a life preserver but they’re uncomfortable or he could wear an inflatable that's not bad; he just pulls a cord to inflate it if he gets into trouble.”

“I can be in the water too Jerry.” Ricky the security man added.

 “Well, you deserve some fun Mark. You’ve been working very hard and barely get out of the house.”

 “Tomorrow we can go buy your gear and bring it here in my truck.” Fox said. “I’ll buy a wet suit for the guard as well.”

“Super! I can’t wait to email and tell Justin about this.” Frenchie began to serve the steaks fresh off the grill. They were eating outside since the weather was perfect for it. The ocean was beautiful at sunset. “I’m going to really enjoy this steak. I’ve ate nothing but fish and chicken for two weeks.”

“And you’re burning off body fat and building muscles like crazy. It’s hard for me to concentrate on this steak instead of eating you.” Jerry said smiling at his boy.

“I can be desert.” Mark said with a giggle. Adam and Fox looked at each other and grinned.

********************

“Justin doesn’t your mother have a birthday next month?”

“Yes, on the 23th of the month. Why did you think of it?”

“I’m getting Vance Gardner’s estate in Bellaire Estates for a song. We could give it to her for a birthday gift. It’s worth at least 3.5 million.”

“What are we paying for it?”

 “About 2.5 or there about.”

 “Ted should check the tax status for how to best do it. We might be better off putting the title with Kinnetik Real Estate and avoid gift taxes on it.”

 “You’re right; I forgot about that shit.”

“I know already that’s the way to go Brian.” Mel added to the conversation as they had dinner.

 “I need to see the house and decide if Mom would like it Brian.”

“I’ve seen it and its very nice inside with an indoor heated pool and gardens. There are sunlight windows everywhere and the interior is richly appointed. Vance spent a lot of money on the house.”

“But if it looks like a home for a single man she may not be comfortable with it.”

“I’ll go over there tomorrow and take pictures Justin. Vance has a month to move out.”

“Thanks Mel.”

“Would I have a room there Jussin?” Gus asked the blond.

“I’m sure Grand Ma Taylor would make a room just for you Gus to sleep over.”

“Vance retained me; I filed his case today, and recorded the deed of the estate to Kinnetik downtown. I’m getting his private creditors to accept 50% of their balances he owes and the business accounts are shafted not counting the vendors you pay off and employees.”

“Sounds like I’m going to owe you money before this is over with. I know we went past my retainer.”

 “We can add it to my downtown rent balance account. I’m going to your tower Monday and find an office space.”

“There is a very nice one next to Jennifer’s offices. You can handle her closings instead of a title company.”

“That’s an excellent idea Brian; thanks for the business.”

 “You can also handle collection accounts for businesses in the building too. Don’t take on any pro bono shit unless you want the case. Working in Kinnetik Tower will provide you with many new clients right there with you.”

“I’ll give the listing to my office building to Jennifer Monday.”

“You can be her first listing; how historic.” Justin said smiling.

 “Brian, you have a birthday coming up soon. What do you want?”

“General Motors in my pocket.”

“This is so much fun Fox!”

“I never saw anyone take to surfing like you Mark. You practically got on the board and just did it.”

“I’m good on a skateboard; it’s just like riding one of them only water and a bigger board. Ricky, you got to try surfing dude.”

“Not in my job description kid. I’m just here to pull you out if you get taken away by a great white.”

“Are there sharks here?”

“No, he’s joking with you. The only sharks on the West Coast or small and harmless; we have to watch for jelly fish or puffers though. Usually they don’t get too close to shore and you have wet suit shoes on for protection from the jelly fish and for warmth.”

“Let’s go out again. The waves are cool and high.” Jerry and Adam sat on his back porch and watched the boys have fun in the water.

“The boys are going to be good friends Jerry.”

“I see that too. I’m glad for it; Mark needs friends here he can trust.”

“How would you feel if they tricked together?” Jerry looked at his attorney for the punch line and realized the question was serious.

“Mark and I have agreed to belong only to each other Adam. He won’t do it.”

“It was just a question; they’re both young and hot. It wouldn’t surprise me or be a threat to our relationship.”

“It’s a matter of diseases and trust for us. We don’t use condoms and don’t want to start.”

“I’ll make sure Fox respects that Jerry. It won’t be a problem. Do you have someone to play Rage yet?”

“I’m still in pre-production with the script, stage sets, panels, and all.”

“You need a big star to play the role with an unknown like Mark in the supporting man role.”

“I contacted Matt Damon’s agent Friday; he’s interested for 30 million.”

“That would be hot, Matt and Mark together. Will he play a gay character?”

“It won Heath an Oscar nomination; I’m sure he wouldn’t mind it.”

********************

Monday morning at Kinnetik

Justin walked into Brian’s office smiling. He placed a pile of car keys on Brian’s desk.

“What the fuck is this?” Brian asked him. Justin started to read a letter.

Dear Brian,

You need these to make commercials. In your underground garage I’ve delivered the following: 10 cars, 6 crossovers, 10 SUVs, 10 trucks, 4 vans, and 4 hybrids; all brand new next year fully decked out Ford models. The titles are given to your legal department for filing. The vehicles are now the property of Kinnetik. You now have a company fleet of vehicles and they are a write off for me as a cost of advertising. If a color doesn’t suit you trade it in for another one at one of my dealers in the city.

 Bill Ford

“Holy shit Sunshine; this is a fortune is vehicles.”

“Was it in his contract to give them to us?”

“No, our understanding was to get a vehicle for filming and return it when we’re done.”

“I’m guessing at least $2.5 million retail for the cars and all.”

“The mark up for vehicles is double Justin for construction cost. His cost for this gift is half that but he can write off the retail. Smart move tax wise on his part.”

“Do we get a tax hit?”

“Ted can answer that one; probably not since it’s provided for production work like a product sample.”

“Sweet; we have a company fleet of new vehicles now.”

“We’re going to keep them cherry for filming. Nobody drives them. Once they serve that purpose we can decide what to do with them.”

“OK, I’ll give the keys to legal for holding.” Justin picked up the keys and left the office. Brian sat down at his desk and sent Bill Ford an email.

Bill,

How did you know I had a birthday soon? Thanks for the vehicles. We’ll make commercials with each one and you decide on the screen if you like the color. Thanks for making it easier to do a great job for you.

 Brian, Kinnetik Inc.

********************

 “Jerry, I have Matt Damon on line nine.” Jerry picked up the phone.

“Hello Matt.”

 “Jerry thanks for considering me for Rage. I’m not opposed to playing a gay role but I’m concerned who will be my supporting man JT.”

“Give me your email address and I shoot you a photo of him.” Jerry got the address and sent a photo of Mark.

“Damn Jerry, he’s fucking beautiful. I might be married with a kid but shit…wow. Where did you find him?”

“Would you believe Pittsburgh? He’s 18, and in training now. He’s a natural like you and he’s going to be a huge hit I’m sure of it. I can see great chemistry between the two of you on camera.”

“Are we going to do sex scenes like Brokeback Mountain?”

“No, I’m going for a PG-13 rating; all you’re going to do is go to sleep together and kiss.”

“What are you offering me?”

 “You pay me 25 million for the privilege to work and be seen with this new hottie.”

“HA! A very tempting offer Jerry. Tell you what I’ll do but keep it a secret. I’ve been getting 25-30 a film but I know you’re financing this one and it’s risky. If you promise me the lead role for your next major film for top dollar, I’ll help you with this film for 15 million. I want this one Jerry.”

“The part or the boy playing JT?”

“I have a feeling JT’s already taken so I’ll settle for the part.”

“Yes he is taken and very happy. He’s gay too.”

“I’ve never seen a more beautiful boy Jerry and that’s a straight man talking. The girls will go wild over him, the boys too. He’s going to sell a lot of fucking Kleenex.”

“He’s a sweet heart, not stuck up at all. And has none of the Hollywood trappings about him.”

 “I look forward to working with him. Who’s coaching him?”

“Terri Watson, John is his trainer, and he’s learning Kempo from Hutu and moving up fast.”

“You gave him the best teachers in the business. Do you want an audition from me?”

“Don’t need it. I see you in the movie now.”

“Send the contract to my agent. When do we start filming?”

“About 2 months after he’s trained up for it.”

“Can I meet the kid?”

“Can you keep a secret Matt?”

“Certainly”

 “He’s my lover; we live in Malibu. Bring your surf board over next Saturday. I’ll email our address.”

“What about Rachel Jerry?”

“She has the pool boy for her fun. I’m divorcing her now.”

“You lucky fucking dog; he's hot and deserves to be a billionaire’s puppy though.”

“I’m the lucky one Matt. I’ve never been happier. See you Saturday and we can make it for dinner too if you like.”

“I’m not bringing the wife. I don’t want it out your gay if you don’t.”

“True, thank you; I’m not ready for that shit yet.”

 “When I get the contract and retainer I’ll sign up. I have a great feeling about this film. The script was fantastic. I'll take 5 up front and 10 after filming.”

“Your agent will have it all within the hour. Later Mr. Movie Star.”

“Later, Mr. Sugar Daddy.” Matt hung up the phone laughing. “This is going to be a fun project; but my agent will shit on herself for me doing it so cheap. I am so going to get my ass chewed for this.”

 ********************

"Hello”

“Mark, I have a play date coming over Saturday to surf with you.”

“Who’s that Jerry?”

“Rage”

“Huh? You got someone to play Rage; who?”

“Matt Damon”

“Oh my god! Matt? I’m going to be in a movie with Matt Damon? I feel faint.” Ricky ran over to the boy ready to catch him. “You’re not shitting me are you Jerry?”

“He just signed the contract. He took one look at your photo and wanted the part. He wants to hitch up to your rising star.”

 “Can I tell Brian and Justin?”

 “Yes, but ask them not to tell anyone else.”

“Ok, this is incredible Jerry; he is so hot and well built. I can just see us in the movie.”

“Me too boy; he was the only one I wanted. Matt gave us a real good deal too.”

“Thanks for letting me know. This earns you a very good night Jerry.”

“I’ll take what I can get but I can’t see you getting any better than you already are.”

“Leave that to me daddy, bye.” Mark closed his phone and called Justin.

“Hello Mark”

 “You busy Justin?”

“Not for you; how are you?”

“I’m great; I got hot news but only you and Brian can know this for now. Jerry found Rage.”

“Wow, who is it?”

“Matt Damon just signed up.”

“No shit? That had to cost Jerry a fortune.”

“He said Matt gave him a big break. He wants to work with me.”

 “I have to go tell Brian, this is important news for us to dream up the best advertising for the movie.”

 “I’m really excited to work with him. He’s like the hottest actor out there.”

“Tell me kid, it’s a big step for him to accept a gay role too.”

“I’ll make it worth his while.” Mark giggled.

“You little devil. How are you and Jerry doing?”

“He’s the best lover Justin; I’m living high and training 5 days a week with a physical trainer, an acting coach and learning Kempo Karate. My body’s changing and I’m on a very strict diet for muscle development and fat burning. We live on the ocean and I surf now.”

“Will you keep your long hair?”

“That might change. Jerry said my natural shade is perfect like it is. I’m tanning too.”

“With Matt in the movie it’ll be a big hit Mark. Count on it.”

“You guys have to come and visit. We can send the jet for you.”

“We’d love to but right now things are really busy here expanding the company. Soon we will, I promise.”

“OK, you want Matt’s autograph?”

“No, don’t bother him, maybe later of the two of you together in costumes.”

“Ok, bye Justin.”

********************

“Got a minute?”

 “I have five if you want to fuck.” Brian smirked at his lover.

“Jerry signed up Matt Damon to play Rage.”

“He must get like 50 million a movie; what a fucking shock.”

“Mark said Matt gave them a good deal; sounds like he wanted the part.”

“Probably a fun gig for him. That’s going to make that movie a super hit Justin.”

 “Too bad it’s only going to be PG-13 though. I’d love to see some Rage and JT sex scenes with the two of them.”

“It’s going to be controversial anyway being gay. It’s a breakthrough film like Brokeback Mountain only for kids too. The religious fundamentalists will shit all over themselves protesting it. I can smell the free publicity. And with Matt playing the leading role I see a global revenue steam for this film now.” Brian’s mind was in PR mode calculating the future profit of this information. “Justin, Matt Damon just quadrupled the potential success of the film.”

 “That good Brian?”

“Are you shitting me Sunshine? This is the best news by far for the film’s future.”

“We should do some pre-filming photos of them together for a sneak preview of the actors.”

 “Call Jerry and talk him into it. He’ll listen to you about it.”

“I’m on it; now, how about that fuck Rage?” Justin grabbed Brian’s tie and pulled him out of his chair and led him to the private CEO bathroom and locked the door. He quickly got his pants and underwear down and then got down Brian’s after getting lube from his pocket. Justin took the lube and prepared his butt and Brian’s cock and turned around offering the man his body.

 Brian aimed carefully and slowly entered his blond lover’s willing ass feeling the hot tight inviting channel of his perfect young rear. The sight of that butt was driving Brian wild. He knew he had a meeting in minutes so this had to be fast. He grabbed Justin’s hips and began to pound into him forcing the young man to lay flat against the bathroom wall with his eyes closed enjoying this afternoon delight. Within two minutes Brian climaxed his load shaking from the feeling of raw sex without a condom in their way.

 Brian pulled up his pants and turned Justin around and dropped to his knees and gave the boy an expert blow job making Justin cum in a minute it was so good and intense. Brian swallowed the sweet hot young seed; now ready for his meeting and to take on the world once again.

Rage (Matt Damon)  in training for the movie.

Mark before:

Two months later…..

“Brian, Jerry just sent me a photo of Mark after three months of intense training, and getting his hair done for filming. You have got to see what Jerry did to that boy. His hair isn’t long but it’s curly now and very rock star. Before I show this to you; remember the skinny boy who is 5 foot, three inches tall with the beautiful face and bright blue eyes.” Justin handed the photo to Brian.

“HOLY FUCK! What a fucking body Justin. They did this in only three months? He’s going to be the next sex idol of Hollywood. Look at those abs, arms, pecs and chest; next to Matt Damon on the screen they’re going to be so fucking wild together. The tabloids will go fucking nuts for this kid. This is absolutely incredible. I see the women going nuts over him of all ages. Mark makes Robert Pattinson look like a fucking troll.”

“Not just the women Brian; no straight man or boy can look at that and not get a tinge in his dick. Maybe I should get a trainer and study Karate. I’m so fucking jealous of that body.”

“Do you realize how much work it took to create that look? Mark had to train intensely for like 6 to 8 hours a day for that body. I would love it Justin but realize the sacrifice that body cost.”

“I’ll pay it; I want that look. I had no idea it was possible that fast either. He was a skinny little twink and now I think he could kick Ben’s ass.”

“For an action movie, he didn’t just train up for looks; the stunts are dangerous and he has to be in shape to perform them safely. I got an email from Jerry yesterday telling me he set aside 150 million just for production; they’re going to do some amazing scenes with the latest cinema techniques known. DreamWorks will do the CA.”

“Two really hot looking stars, a major leading man like Matt, the latest filming  tricks with Lucas, a hot new cutting edge story concept, and a major advertising campaign should equal an Academy noticing project when it’s over.”

“I can’t wait to see the film now. Is Angel done with that Nubian Silk ad?”

“Yes, and he did a great job on it. The website’s almost done too. By the way; Mom called and invited us for dinner Saturday night. She said they’re all moved in and love the house.”

“It’s a palace; I knew she would love it.”

“Tucker proposed to her.” Brian froze and then slowly looked at Justin.

“She accepted; I will officially have a step-father about 4 years older than me.”

“Do you think he’s after her money Justin?”

“They’ve been dating a long time Brian and he has a great job teaching. He doesn’t strike me like a gold digger and he loved my Mom before she got rich.”

“You have a point. I guess he’s ok them. What does Molly think?”

“She loves him; I think he’s her second crush after Tony. We should go to Debbie’s too this week. We haven’t been going lately.”

“Duh? Remember how hard we’ve been working six days a week Justin?  And we’re now averaging three million a week in income?”

“If I have to think of another Ford car or truck to make sexy I’ll puke. What happened to GM?”

“They never got back to me and I don’t care either.  I’m more comfortable selling Ford instead of Obama Motors. They lost a lot of public confidence going under.”

“Busch wants to use David in another series of beer ads too.”

“If he gets any more deals he can send us Care packages soon.”

“They really did a nice job on the loft. It looks much lived in.”

“When did you see it?”

“An hour ago when I went over to talk to David about a new photo shoot for Budweiser.”

“Did you sign him up?”

“Yes, and Busch is sending over an extra $175,000 for this new set for David.”

“That’s a lot of money for a kid.”

“He’s worth it too. They’re selling lots of beer with him. The Latinos are jumping on Budweiser now and Michelob. I’m forever amazed what a pretty face does for advertising.”

“Tell Mother Tucker we accept and Debbie too. I want a vacation before Ireland. Next weekend; I’m going to see if it’s good for Jerry and Mark if we visit for a couple of days.”

“Cool; I’d like that Brian. We need a fucking break bad. What about Gus?”

“We tell him it’s a business trip. We won’t be gone that long. Lily will watch him or he can sleepover with Debbie or your Mom.”

 “He would feel better if he was on an adventure too. Who’s a good physical trainer?”

“Call Ben; he would know the answer to that question. You’re really serious?”

“Watch me”

********************

“I don’t know what to do with my life Mel.”

“Vance, you might want to consider going back to work. The monthly checks from Kinnetik are for only 10 years. You won’t even be old enough for Social Security then. You better think about building some kind of retirement before that and how you’re going to get by after the checks from Kinney run out.”

“I could do management.”

“Yeah, a failed company is great on your resume. Why not be an ad man again?”

“I don’t have the vision or edge anymore. I’m getting depressed too.”

“I’m a lawyer, not a psychologist, and I have an appointment next door in 5 minutes. Your bankruptcy will be final in a month. We have no challenges and we’re only waiting for the court date.”

“Do you know where I can get a job?”

“The Liberty Diner needs a busboy and a dishwasher.” Mel grinned. “The tips are good if you wear tight pants. Justin did great there and look where he is today.”

“Maybe I can find a rich widow.”

“Good luck Vance.”

 ********************

“Brian, got a minute?”

“Sure Kevin, what’s up?”

“I got an application for employment I want to show you.” Kevin gave the application and resume to Brian. The CEO broke out laughing then went to his intercom.

“Justin, my office now.”

“OK” Soon Justin walked in to see a smiling Brian who gave him the application.

 “HA! Is this a joke?”

 “It’s real Justin.” Kevin said. “I called him to verify it and he’s willing to start on the bottom.”

“Gardner Vance wants a job with us? We could use a full time janitor Brian; somebody to clean my cum shots off your CEO restroom walls every night.” Now Kevin was laughing.

“Gelden, was he serious about wanting to work here?” Brian wondered.

“Very serious, he sounded really down and practically begged me for a job; anything to get his foot in the door at Kinnetik.”

“Brian, can we trust him not to hurt us?”

“Call him in for an interview Kevin. Both Justin and I will see him.”

“When do you want him?”

“Today”

********************

“Brian, Vance is here to see you.”

 “Send Justin in first and then Vance Cynthia.” The lady called Justin who entered the office.

“This is a serious interview. I want you to see how I handle this. This situation happens in our business. Cyn, send Vance in.” Brian sat down behind his desk and Justin to a chair to his right. Vance walked in trying to smile.

“Hello Brian”

“Hello Vance; so you would like to work at Kinnetik?”

“There is no better agency in America to work at Brian. You’re having an amazing success now and there is so much I could learn here.”

“I’m not running a school Vance; I’m running an ad agency. What can you offer my company today?”

 “My education; 25 years experience in advertising; my ability to sell the company; my connections; my vision Brian.”

“Ah, there we get to the heart Vance. You lost your vision. I admit in your day you were a hot ad man with fresh new ideas. But you got old and stale. You don’t know how to sell to the market of today. That’s why you couldn’t hire good talent; that’s why you failed.” Vance just lowered his head.

“I’m sorry to have wasted your time Brian.”

“You’re not wasting my time. I might be looking at myself 15 years from now. What happened to you can happen to any ad man Vance. My question now is what to do with you?”

 “Even if I can’t dream up new ads, I can sign up new clients. I have years of experience closing them.”

“Keep talking”

 “Let me start building your client base. Perhaps once I’m here, my vision might come back in this environment.”

 “What kind of money are you expecting starting out?”

 “A basic salary Brian. I’m more concerned gaining the opportunity to recover from my failure and build a retirement before it’s too late for me.”

"BUZZZZZ! You were doing so well and then you started whining what I can do for you instead of what you can do for me. Is that how you plan to close new clients for us?”

“That situation will be different; I’m expressing to you how hungry I am for a job with you and the chance to rebuild my life. This is why I'll succeed and make you money; I have to do it for both of us.”

“Good recovery Vance. What are you driving?”

“I have a seven year old Cadillac.”

“That sucks. You need a better image in the field. Do you still have your expensive suits?”

“Yes”

“Justin, do you have any questions?”

“Vance, this is unusual for us. Do you have any hard feelings toward Brian now?” Justin stared into his eyes.

“I admit at first I did at the lost of my company and the way he raped me doing it. But over the weeks I realized what a great favor you did me and my clients and many employees. The PR business is naturally cut throat and you did what you had to do to be successful. You had every right to benefit at my loss. Today Justin, I only admire both of you and your success.” Brian got on the intercom.

“Ted, come to my office.”

“Be right there Brian.”

 “Gardner, we are 328 employees. You make number 329. Your title is new account rep for a base salary of $27,500 with benefits and bonuses. I’m giving you a company car, a brand new Lincoln Town Car and an expense account. I’m going to take a chance you can light your fire again. I’d rather have a hot ad man any day. When can you start?”

“I’m ready tomorrow Brian, thank you.”

“You might not be thanking me in a month. I’m going to run your ass off. If you’re successful you might be the beginning of a new department of salesmen for our company; a department you might lead. The sign up bonus is 5% for salesmen. You get the car and expense account too. There will be a lot of travel on coach. Do you accept this position?”

“Yes” Ted walked in surprised to see Gardner Vance in the office.

“Ted, meet our new salesman. Take Gardner Vance on a tour then give him to Kevin to sign him up. Show him the Lincoln town car in the garage for his use in the field. Welcome to Kinnetik Vance.” Brian shook his hand and then Justin gave Gardner a welcome shake and his megawatt smile. Brian could not help but see a tear in Gardner’s eye.

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The gold detailed Gulf Stream private jet touched down at LAX at 7:20 Pm California time. The moment the jet’s doors opened Brian and Justin could smell the Pacific Ocean in the air. It was a sunny beautiful day in LA. Waiting for them was a limo and standing beside it was a very hot looking Mark and a man who looked like a Secret Service agent. The future star ran up and hugged Justin hard making him laugh. Then he attacked Brian with the same youthful excitement.

“I’m so glad you came; I’m bored out of my mind wanting company from Pittsburgh.”

“Only three months and you’re already sick of the fish bowl?” Brian asked him.

“No, I just really missed you guys. Jerry’s running late but should be at the house when we get there. Have you eaten?”

“Not since lunch time many hours ago.” Justin told him.

“Good, we’re having steak tonight; a rare treat for me but common with guests.” They climbed into the stretch limo and headed out of the airport.

“Why is eating steak rare for you Mark?”

“Working out is only part of how I developed my body. I couldn’t eat sweets, fats, and carbs usually after 4, no fried food and no beef except on rare occasions and still small portions. I loaded up on fish, chicken, vegetables, fruits, beans and fiber products.”

“I had no idea diet was that important Mark.”

“I have to drink very low or no fat milk, eat only egg whites, no bacon, no hamburgers, and no fries. But I can eat all the grilled or baked skinned chicken I want.”

“What does that diet do for your body?”

“If I don’t eat fat products, my body will burn my body’s fat and if I load up on good protein like fish and chicken, I development muscle mass with my workouts. Had I not stuck to my diet I wouldn’t have this body today. Jerry sure loves the shit out of the new me too.” The boy was all grins thinking how his lover practically worships his body at night.

“I want to learn all about what it took to create the new bod Mark. I want it for me.” Justin told him.

“The martial arts are just as important as the diet and physical training. Training develops muscles but the Karate defines the body. You have to get to less than 2% body fat to get the abs I got and a zillion fucking set ups. Justin I won’t lie to you; this was fucking hard work dude. I worked out seven days a week without stopping and I’m still doing it to get better.”

“You get any fucking hotter kid and you’re going to put Matt Damon to shame on camera.” Brian said seriously.

“The script has me a skinny twink at first until Rage trains me then we reveal the new me on camera.”

“I can see that.”

“Matt’s in training too and he’s really buffed out like a fucking weightlifter and he’s a lot bigger than me. My trainer thinks he's juicing.”

"Are you Mark?" Brian asked.

"Fuck no! Jerry would stomp my ass if I mentioned the idea. He hates drugs."

“I wish there was Rage and JT sex scenes in the movie.” Justin said.

“We’re going to test the boundary of PG-13 and get damn close to it for gay scenes. Jerry’s planning to copy the PG-13 straight sex on TV and fight the rating’s board for discrimination if they bark at it.”

“So you can be in bed together naked to your waist and start to have sex but not actually do it?”

“Yeah, and we kiss, and go to the shower together, stuff they do on TV all the time.”

“I can see the shit fly already.” Brian whispered.

“Why Brian?”

"They’ll claim parents hold a different standard for straight and gay sex; I know just how to handle the PR to promote the movie with the controversy and give the rating board a black eye.”

“Matt said he would take his kid to see it; and any parent who wouldn’t doesn’t support diversity in sexual orientation. We’re even keeping the violence down so they can’t jump on that.”

“I miss LA; I had a lot of fun here before.”

“I love it here Justin, the stores, the surf, the weather, the sun, and the studio is amazing. I heard about the last attempt to make Rage the movie. This time it’s a go; Jerry’s backing it and he won’t pull the plug.”

“What did Damon cost Jerry?” Justin asked.

“It’s a secret so no mentioning it: $15 million.”

“That is a break Mark. He makes a lot more for a movie.”

“Jerry said he’s riding my rising star to re-spark his fame or some shit; I don’t understand it.”

“I do; Matt’s betting on you becoming the next hot super star in Hollywood and by being your leading man in your first film he gets a big boost like he discovered you. Imagine you shoot up like a rocket higher than he ever got; with you he too goes higher than his past successes.”

“Fuck; I’m like a no body newbie Brian. I don’t have an acting degree or any experience.”

“Some of the most successful stars were off the street with no experience until discovered.”

“What’s Jerry paying you for JT?” Justin asked. Mark lowered his head.

“Too much ... Justin.”

“Huh? And this bothers you why?”

“I’m making 15 million too; same as Matt.” Brian realized what Jerry was doing.

“Kid, you’re taking this all wrong. That’s a good contact for a new supporting actor who’s hot in a major film. Matt gave him a break with the promise of staring in his next film for $35 million. They made a private deal. On the next movie, Matt raises his going salary. Matt offered 15 to Jerry to help the project and he wanted to do Rage. It’s like a major star doing off Broadway for fun but no money.”

“No shit? I though Jerry was like throwing money at me or something. I kind of felt dirty.”

“No way Mark; you’re going to earn it. Look at all the work you had to do getting into shape? Filming is long hard hours on set; by the time you finish filming you’ll feel like you earned it; I promise.”

“We’re getting into Malibu now. Our home is north of the beach area. We got our own private beach and security like Obama. Forgive me, this is Ricky; he’s my bodyguard.”

“Hi Ricky, has the kid been good?” Brian asked the security man.

“He’s perfect; I hope he stays that way. I’d hate to see the fame change him.”

“Mark, if you start to lose it mentally or get cocky, get Jerry to fuck the shit out of you.” Justin told him. “That’s how Brian keeps my feet on the ground when I start to go shitty.”

“Sounds like a good excuse to fuck.”

“It works; trust me dude. I’ve had to deal with success and fame too and Brian has kept me good by fucking some sense into me when I needed it. And don’t drink much and never take drugs.”

“I’ve heard all about the young actors who OD’d on dope. Jerry talks about them a lot. He knew many of them.”

“He knows what fame can do to a young man and he’s preparing you to survive it.” Brian said.

“Here’s our estate.” The limo turned into the gated estate; two armed guards stood out front. Justin watched as the all wood and glass home appeared with the incredible high ceiling and sharp architectural details of a very modern design.

“I love this house. Brian, buy me this house.” Justin said making Mark giggle.

“I want to see if he wants to upgrade his jet and sell me the old one.”

“We’re going to get a jet?”

“I feel in love with the bird flying over here. The company can afford and use one.” As the limo stopped Jerry came out to greet them. Mark jumped out first and hugged and kissed his lover whispering in his ear:

“Brian wants our jet.”

“OK”

“Hello there Jerry.”

“Brian, Justin; damn good to see you two; hope you’re hungry because dinner’s ready. Let’s get to the table; it’s been a long day and my boy must be starving.” Everyone walked inside. Justin was having an eclectic moment studying the interior design of the beach mansion.

“Earth to Sunshine…”

“Sorry Brian; it’s so beautiful in here; I’m in shock. This place gives an artist an instant woody.” Jerry and Mark both laughed.

“Mark wants you to paint us for a picture over the fire place mantle.”

“I’d be glad to Jerry.” Everyone sat down in the dining room and Frenchie served the meals. After a few minutes of eating Jerry opened the next topic.

“A cute little birdie tells me you like my bird Brian.”

“Kinnetik’s ready to get one depending what it cost us.”

“I gave $260 million for it; mostly for all the fucking gold in it. It’s custom built and very fast with extended range tanks and very low hours. I’m ready for a new model. I’ll give it to you for say $120 million credit to my account for the extension of Marvel’s contract with you.”

 “You don’t want cash for it?”

“This way I can gain a major tax loss in trade depreciation. I give it to you instead of Obama. When you fly home keep it. My crew can return commercial. I’ll order a new one next week.”

“What will a flight crew cost me full time?”

“Probably $350,000 a year and another 200K in maintenance yearly.”

“I accept Jerry; that’s a very good deal for Kinnetik. I can really impress the whales with that bird and I’m losing no capital funds gaining it.”

“I know Brian; that’s why I structured it that way for you. I like for my friends to be successful. I owe you so much for bringing me and Mark together. There isn’t enough money to repay that favor.” Justin listened to the conversation and barely could believe his ears. They didn’t just have a private jet, they had a top of the line, huge model custom built dripping in solid gold everywhere. Even Brent’s jet (the last director of Rage) was crap compared to this one and a studio owned it too.

“Well my painting is a gift to you from us Jerry. I want a photo to work from; best blown up to size of the painting for me to create the best detail for you.”

“Thank you Justin; we would love that. How’s your steak by the way?”

“Rare, and very delicious tonight. The best we ever got. ”Brian grinned enjoying his lover’s gift for chat.

 ********************

 “Maw, I need money again.” Debbie looked at her son and decided it was time for some tough love.

“Michael; I would have thought after over three damn months you would find a job by now. I'm sick you lost that job at Boy Toy.”

“I’m a felon; nobody wants to give me a chance. Do you think I enjoy begging from my mother for money? I’ve looked everywhere, put in applications, tried temp labor; I’ve even picked up cans for spare change. You make my rent and I get food stamps. Otherwise I’d be homeless and starving.”

 “Everyone in this family is doing great but you Michael. Can you explain that to me?”

 “Hunter got my comics and made a fortune on eBay. That should be my money.”

“It was Justin’s and he gave it to Hunter who had the sense how to sell them for a profit.”

“Ben has my equity and won’t pay me a cent.”

“Again, it was Justin’s money and he gave it away. Now he and Brian or about to be the richest men in the city. What have you ever done to attract wealth to yourself Michael?

“It’s not fair.”

“It’s fair and a crying fucking shame son. You’re almost 36 years old and broke and blaming everybody but yourself. Justin paid to fix your nose and tooth, he paid your medical bills after Hunter spanked you good; spent almost a million dollars keeping you out of prison and all you can do is waste it and cry unfair; complain how unfair life is; I suppose it’s all Justin’s fault now?” Michael stared at his mother; her words quietly cutting him to pieces with the truth. The reality of it all was over whelming to him.

“Brian gave you and Carl a job. Maybe he can give me one too.” Debbie just shook her head.

“Michael honey; how can Brian ever trust you again after what you did? He can barely be in the same house with you. They hardly ever come to Sunday pasta anymore. You know; it might be because you’re here Michael and it’s too painful for them to see you still.”  Tears began to form in Debbie’s eyes. This was her only son and he was still breaking her heart.

“I would have thought Brian would have forgiven me by now; Justin did.”

“Well all you can do is try son; the worse that can happen is he says no.”

********************  

Brian and Justin got undressed for bed. The jet lag across country was catching up with them.

“Fuck, we have a jet Brian.”

“Yeah”

 “We need a hanger and 24/7 security for all that fucking gold Brian.”

 “Yeah”

 “This puts us light years ahead of all the New York agencies.”

 “Yeah”

 “You need to really fuck the shit out me now.”

 “Yeah”

******************** 

“Lay down lover, I’m on top first tonight.”

“Why am I being rewarded?”

“Nothing turns me own more than when you get generous to our friends. Giving them your jet was the most fantastic thing I’ve ever seen you do Jerry. I’m going to fuck your lights out; then I going to ride your cock until it’s raw. In the morning I’m waking you up with a blow job and another one in the shower and you can eat me anytime along the way.”

“Cool, I should give away my toys more often.” Mark prepared his older lover and climbed up and slowly entered him. Jerry loved to bottom for such a hot muscular little man who had the face of an angel and body by God.

“This is what you get when your good to people.” Mark then got a devil grin and began to pound as hard and fast into Jerry’s ass as he could. He youth and new strength was making him into a super human lover and with expert precision he assaulted the man’s butt in every way imaginable sending him into an erotic trance of sexual overload with bottom boy shocking sensations of joy. Mark wrapped his muscular arms around Jerry’s body and grabbed him tight as he fuck like a rabbit on speed for several minutes. Jerry didn’t know he beat off in the bathroom first so he could deliver this marathon fuck for a very long time.

 “OH shit Mark, oh god, oh wow, shit, fuck, fuck, this is great, fuck, damn boy, I love you so much Mark, I’m so in love with you Mark, fuck, fuck, yeah, oh yeah, uhhhhhhhh, oh god…” In a daze Jerry was experiencing the best gay fuck of his life. Mark did every trick in the book to make this the hottest, hardest, fastest, longest fuck he ever gave anyone in his young life. When he felt like he would climax, he would slow down until it passed, then return to the ruthless pounding near rape of his older lover. Jerry completely surrendered his body to his young lover this night; the pleasure far out measured any pain he was feeling. After nearly twenty minutes of cardio high speed full contact gay anal sex, Mark decided his mission was accomplished and rammed as deep as he could go and shot his hot young load deep into the billionaire’s body rewarding him in a way money can’t buy; … only love can.

********************

 “That was the best fuck you ever gave me Bri.”

 “Yeah”

The impressive Gulf Stream jet roared down the LAX runway and in no time was airborne headed nonstop for Pittsburgh on a beautiful Sunday afternoon.

“Brian, why are we ready for a jet?”

“We have lots of employees trying to look like they’re working. There isn’t enough business in Pittsburgh to keep them all busy. We have to go national for more accounts. I see salesmen like Vance and new ad execs flying coach everywhere creating business for us. We’ll use this jet and go after, and service the whale accounts.”

“That makes sense. What do you think this jet’s really worth? I know it’s more than Jerry said.”

“Your very intuitive grasshopper; for us to build this jet today with the new price of gold now triple what it was when Jerry ordered this one, probably over $550 million. This jet has less than 250 hours flight time, which is like a car with only 5,000 miles on it. It’s still brand new.”

“And Jerry knew what he was giving away to us?”

“Yes Justin; you don’t have his wealth and not know what you’re worth or your major assets.”

“I feel funny not crediting him fair market value for this jet on his account at Kinnetik.”

“If we did that, he would get hit with a massive capital gain tax this year.”

“So that’s what he meant about not giving it to Obama?”

“Exactly; instead of a tax hit; he gets a huge tax break. The money is almost the same for him by almost half. We get the benefit, not Uncle Sam.”

“We could cook the books; work more for him under the table.”

“I was already planning on doing that to a silent degree. I won’t let Jerry lose money and he knows it. To discuss it would have been tax evasion. To quietly do it is no crime Justin.” Brian got up and approached the cockpit.

“Hello guys”

“Hello Mr. Kinney.”

“Call me Brian; tell me, do you know a couple of excellent pilots like yourselves who would like to fly this bird and relocate to Pittsburgh and join my company?” The pilots looked at each other and grinned.

“Brian, this is the dream job of every commercial jet pilot in the air. This is like going from driving a stinking bus downtown to driving a private new limo. Instead of the same boring route day in and day out for long hard hours flying planes barely able to fly; you get to drive a limo, a pocket rocket, perfectly maintained for safety without question and safer in bad weather. People who own these jets aren’t worried about cutting costs in maintenance. And there’s fun not knowing where you’re flying to next. You could hire anybody anywhere Brian.”

“I don’t want anybody; I want the best and I’ll pay to have them. I trust you to know who that should be.”

“Charlie just retired and Jason’s sick of flying for American.” The co-pilot said.

“I’ll pay all relocation cost, top scale, full benefit package, and retirement plan fully vested on day one.”

“We have two men for you that will be among the best you can get with thousands of hours in the air flying all around the world.”

“I want them. You’re guests in my home tonight before flying back tomorrow. Now I’m going to close this door and you might not want to peek.” The pilot grinned.

“Have a good time Brian; supplies in the starboard cabinet table.” Brian closed the door and returned to the cabin area.

“What the fuck is starboard Justin?”

“If you’re facing front, the right side.” Brian went to the table on the right and lifted the top.

“Look honey; this model came fully equipped.” Justin got up and looked inside the hidden box to find lube, towels, dildos and a few leather items.

“So it’s time to christen our new toy?”

“How’d you guess?”

********************

“Michael, I know Brian very well. We watch his son and other Kinnetik children every day. They have over 300 full time employees now. We have to expand the nursery soon; maybe create one for the whole building. They bought U.S. Steel Tower and it’s becoming Kinnetik Tower. They’re billionaires at least on paper if not for real yet. Not counting your history and Brian not trusting you; what could you offer them as an employee?” Carl tried to reason with the man.

 “The best I ever did was being the assistant manager at the Big Q.”

 “Did you take any college classes?”

 “One semester, well almost all semester.”

“OK, you’re a high school graduate without college, some minor small retail sales experience with the public, some management duties too.”

“Can I be an ad man and make huge bonuses?”

“They have at least a four year degree in marketing to get in.”

“I came up with the stories for the Rage comic; I can be an official story maker.”

“There is no such job at Kinnetik. How did you lose your job at Boy Toy Michael?”

“A cash tray came up short one night and they accused me of stealing and since I’m a felon I was found guilty and let go.”

“Did you do it?”

"No! A bar back isn’t supposed to handle cash but we got busy and the bartender had me put away money sometimes so he could mix drinks faster. I think he set me up Carl. His twink lover has my job now.”

“I’m sorry to hear that Michael. Have you tried to work at Babylon?”

“I’m not even allowed in the club; Brian’s orders.”

“He won’t even allow you in his nightclub, and you think you can get a job from him at Kinnetik?”

 “I’m desperate Carl.”

“Michael, I’m going to call in a favor. I can get you on at the city but this is hard, back breaking work.”

“Doing what?”

“You see the men on the garbage trucks that pick up the cans and empty them in the streets?”

“Yeah”

“Picking up garbage cans, ten plus hours a day with an hour lunch and no other breaks for $12 an hour without overtime until all the garbage is picked up.”

“How can you get me own?”

“Let’s just say the supervisor of the crews owes me a favor back when I was a detective.”

“What if I can’t handle it?”

“I’ve seen smaller men then you do the work. This is the last month Debbie and I’ll give you money. She’ll listen to me Michael; you have to grow up; you have to make this job work. If you fail; you’re on your own after that.” Michael knew in this house now, Carl was the law.

"I'll do it Carl."

"One word of advice; don't start on the glass dick."

********************

“Welcome to the mile high club Sunshine.” Brian fucked his beautiful boy with the biggest grin on his face loving the hot raw sex, the heat of his hole, the tight gripping velvety wonder of his channel giving him the greatest sensation of gay love possible inside a beautiful young ass; willing and so giving. Justin had his head on his arms and his ass in the air taking in every precious inch of that ramming rod of huge flesh inside his body. He was nearly about to pass out from the trance he was in; with eyes closed imagining he was a new young sex slave in Egypt, and was just sold to a very wealthy king, a new virgin deflowered in a grand golden chariot headed to the king’s palace where his life was now in servitude to please his new master. Slave Justin was grateful this king bought him; he’s so beautiful, and hung so big.

Brian felt Justin clamp down on his dick in an impossibly hard way like a virgin tight hole again driving Brain rapidly to a giant hard shocking climax.

“I LOVE YOU MY MASTER!” The words from Justin’s mouth sounded like his soul shouting its complete devotion and they worked magic on Brian’s loins making him have an uncontrollable orgasm with an intensity he hadn’t felt for many years.

“Fuck….I came buckets.” Justin was panting; sad the vision of his sex slave dream was over….for now.

********************

“Hey Ben; I just heard Carl say he’s getting Michael on the garbage crews for the city.” Hunter spoke to his father after walking from the living room to the kitchen where others were sitting. Gus was in Molly’s lap enjoying some ice cream.

“I’ll tell all my dykes to leave the lids off so the cans get maggots.”  Mel said smiling. Debbie just ignored the comment.

“There’s nothing wrong with an honest manual job Hunter.” Ben said. “I wish him luck.”

“Well at least he won’t make a fool of himself at Kinnetik now.” Mel said. Then Jennifer’s cell phone rang.

“Justin?”

“Hi Mom, we’re still in the air headed back. The pilot says we’ll be in by 2 am tonight your time since we lose like four hours. Can you keep Gus one more night?”

“Certainly honey. I’ll take him to work tomorrow to the nursery.”

“By the way Mom, we now own this private jet for Kinnetik.”

“That’s wonderful dear. I’m so proud of you and Brian.”

 “What until you see it; this plane is really over the top; it was custom built for a multi-billionaire who owns a major Hollywood studio and Marvel Comics. He gave it to us for future PR work.”

“I’m at Debbie’s now; I’ll share the good news son.”

“OK, kiss Gus for me; bye.” Justin closed his phone. Michael and Carl came to see what was going on.

“What good news?” Michael asked her.

“They were visiting Jerry Griffin with Marvel comics; well Jerry gave them his private jet for future work at Kinnetik.”

“Oh my god!”

“What’s wrong Lily?” Debbie asked.

“Wait until you see that airplane Debbie. It’s not a standard business jet; it’s custom made with solid gold.”

The news hit Michael like molten lava. He was going to a garbage truck, and Brian and Justin got a jet made of gold because of Rage; the comic he dreamed of, created, and made happen. Michael’s first thought was how to end his life. 

“Charles and Jason, welcome to Kinnetik boys. I’m going to be flying more that Jerry does. But I want you very happy working for us. How are your living circumstances?” Brian asked his new pilots.

“The families are back home in LA until we sell our houses and can afford to buy here Brian.  We’re stayed in your hotel suite last night.”

“We’ll settle up later; go to Kinnetik Real Estate on the 32th floor and talk to Jennifer. Find the house you want and I’ll buy it for both of you. Once we start to close you’ll hire a moving company at my expense and bring your things cross-country. They you take the jet and get your family members. When you sell your houses well settle up some way. I’ll carry your mortgage so you can close fast.”

“Thank you Mr. Kinney.”

“Call me Brian and my partner’s Justin. No problem men. Go get a nice house. When you get that started come back so we can sign you up as full time employees.” The smiling pilots left the office; they hit the jet pilot’s job mega lottery.

********************

“Novotny! I’m putting you on an easy route for your first day on the south side. Report to truck 116 parked in J-19; move out.” Michael followed the men to the parking areas to find two men in a huddle.

“Your first day huh? Here; smoke this shit or you won’t make it.” The man put a small rock in a glass pipe and gave it to Michael with a lighter.

“What’s this?”

“Hard dude, ain’t you ever smoke hard? This will make you strong, feel good, you won’t hurt and you can carry your load. Let me show you how to do it.” The man put the pipe in Michael’s mouth holding it straight up and lite the lighter. “Suck hard and hold it in.” Michael sucked the sweet tasting smoke and was soon overwhelmed with a massive head rush and tingling all over his body.”

“Shit that’s good. What’s in it?”

“Cocaine, this is crack, hard, white, rock, lots of names. You got to smoke this shit to work here.” The man made another hit and gave it to Michael; this time he held in his breath longer and got a much stronger rush.

“I think this newbie’s ready to work.”

********************

“Justin Kinney here”

“Jerry Griffin here Justin.”

“Hi Jerry, thanks for the weekend, we loved it.”

“We loved having you and come back anytime. I’m sending you the giant photo for our painting.”

“Cool, just send it to Kinnetik; attention to me.”

“Did the pilots my men suggested arrive?”

“Yes, Brian’s getting them sit up now with housing. We got a great secure hanger at the airport and our security company guarding it 24/7.”

“I know those pilots and they’re the best.”

“Glad to hear that Jerry.”

“I want to send Mark and Matt to you next week for a pre-filming photo shoot for PR.”

“Good let me know what day and I can schedule it.”

“What’s good for you?”

“Thursday all day; come with them Wednesday and all of you can stay in our house.”

“Sounds good Justin; I’ve ordered a new plane but will charter one this time.”

“We can send this one back for you. We don’t have anything schedule then.”

“Are you sure?”

“Positive, you’re a client; that’s what it’s for Jerry.”

“Make sure it’s cool with Brian’s schedule and get back to me. It’s no problem leasing one Justin.”

“OK; tell Mark hey for me.”

“Will do; talk to you guys later.”

“Bye” Justin closed his phone and took notes to remember the Rage photo shoot next week.

********************

After about twenty trash cans Michael started to get slower.

“Can I have some more?”

“What’s your name?”

“Michael”

“Michael; this shit ain’t free. I’ll carry you this week but when you get paid you owe me.”

“Ok; how much?”

“Depends; how much you smoke.”

********************

“Brian, I have Fritz Henderson, CEO of G.M. on line two for you.”

“Holy fuck!” Brian picked up the phone. “Brian Kinney”

“Brian, Fritz here. I’m very impressed what you’re doing for Ford.  I want your help selling my cars. Would it be a conflict of interest if I hire you while you work for Bill Ford?”

“I asked Bill about that weeks ago and he has no problem as long as my ads don’t mention Ford products or put down his product line.”

“Good; he’s a fair man and a good friend. His sales are up 47% this quarter. The only thing I see different is your PR Brian. Can I send my jet to pick you up so we can talk shop?”

“I have a bird Fritz, when do you want to get together?”

“I’ll be straight to you Brian; I’m in a hurt locker. Can you come Monday?”

“Sure, can you have a car waiting for me?”

“Certainly, I’ll send my car.”

“Let me have your contact information Fritz, and I’ll get right to you with my arrival time.” Brian took down the very private contact information. “May I get a ball park idea what kind of work load, budget you want to do and retainer idea?”

“Can you wave your magic wand and sell for me like you do for Bill?”

“I have over 300 of the brightest minds in advertising in my office smoking the smart stuff; sure.”

“One year, $8 billion with 2 down.”

“How many models?”

“68”

“I’ll do 40 for that.”

“Bill said you didn’t talk shit. How about $11 billion budget with $3.5 down?” Brian wrote down the figures.

“We can do it. We need eight months turnaround time for all models plus weather clause.”

“You know your business; anybody say they could do it sooner would be blowing smoke up my ass.”

“I’ll see you Monday with a deal in hand Fritz.”

“HE he he he; leave Monday without my arm in your briefcase Brian.”

“I promise to be gentle going in.”

“HA! I look forward to doing business with you Brian.”

“Let me make sure nobody tied up our bird and I’ll call you back.”

 “I’ll be waiting. Good day.”

“You too.” Brian hung up the phone grinning and hit the intercom. “Justin, Ted, John, my office now.” Soon everyone arrived.

 “John, make a contract with G.M., retainer is 3.5 billion, and budget is 11 billion. Servicing PR for 68 models over eight months; add a 4 month extension clause for weather. Next Monday I fly to Detroit to put it in bed.” Ted thought he would faint and sat down.

“Oh fuck Brian, more fucking vehicles. I’m going to fucking puke.”

“The art department is not on the hook this time. I’ll make these ad men earn their money. You can play with Rage and other fun plum accounts.”

“I need to send the jet to LA Wednesday for Jerry, Mark, and Matt staying with us a day or two for a photo shoot.”

“I’ll be back Monday night. It’s available. Ted, what bank can we trust with that much cash in this recession?”

“I’m on it Brian.”

“Justin, we’re about to make 350 million dollars bonus; smile for me.” That brought out the famous sunshine megawatt smile. “Better; don’t worry; these new ad men can handle it with my guidance. You have to get set up to shot the commercials.”

 “I have to triple the media equipment and labs and hire more people Brian. We need a filming lot now.”

“I know.  Go to work people, we got G.M. in our pocket and 300 ad execs to dream up this shit.”

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 Brian though about what to do and grinned; then he went to the intercom company wide.

“Attention ad people. This is Brian Kinney your boss. I actually have a very important assignment for you. Stop pretending your working and follow me. Go to the GM website and study all the GM models of vehicles. Pick a model you like and dream up a sexy, edgy, clever, funny, home run idea for that model in an ad or a commercial. I’m having tea with the CEO of GM next Monday. I want your best ideas people. Take them written up to your team leader ASAP; this is your assignment; our art and media department is too fucking busy to play this time; big company bananas for the smartest ad monkeys. Dumb monkeys still get a salad. Go to work people.”  

Like a bolt of lightening the ad men were struck with the overwhelming opportunity they were handed. This had to be another multi-billion dollar account with the chance for very rich bonuses fast. Finally they had a challenge worthy of the talent pool assembled there. This was the reason they left New York-equal opportunity to win.

Justin and his teams heard the announcement and cheered. They were totally sick of vehicles and it was about time the ad monkeys pulled their damn weight here.

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By lunch time Michael was barely moving. Every muscle in his body ached. His back was killing him. The truck pulled into a deserted spot and they broke for lunch hour but nobody had food. The guys shared their crack cocaine with Michael. Soon he was feeling no pain and very happy. He made friends and he felt like one of the gang. For the first time in months Michael was happy.

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“Tim, we have to rapidly expand video media. We need to organize teams and team leaders for each lab and stage set. We need to order and triple our equipment and square footage on this floor. I have permission to create a filming lot somewhere too and don’t have a fucking clue what I’m doing.” Justin was starting to shake with stress.

“Justin relax; we got some real pro video people from New York. I trust them totally. They’re fucking brilliant and they have the skill to pull this off. We delegate this to them and cut them loose. All we have is photo shoots for the next three weeks. Video is free to dream and grow. You go try to obtain this entire floor from the tenants here.”

“Thanks Tim; sometimes I get so overwhelmed when Brian expands the company so fucking fast. We barely got Ford done and GM’s a much bigger account.”

“Justin, you steer the ship and let the crew handle the deck and sails. Just let me know what we need and I’ll delegate it properly and get it done. You go kiss some ass and get these other businesses to move somewhere else in your tower. We need the whole floor for art and video.”

 “I can do that. Thanks Tim; you got a nice raise coming buddy.”

“Brian, come in and sit down.” Fritz said to the very well dressed ad man entering his CEO office in Detroit at GM headquarters. “How was your flight?”

“A little bumpy landing with the wind here today; made it hard to hold my coffee.” Brian smiled.

“I want to ask you Brian, you accepted my second offer for all 68 models for a small increase in budget and retainer not in proportion to the extra work. Are you overextending yourself to get this deal?”

“Not at all Fritz; we have to expand the video media department and build a filming lot for your work. The first forty vehicles pay for that expansion. The extra will cover our time and effort making more commercials for you with the additional 28 models. Ford delivered all his models to us for filming. How do you wish for us to do it?”

“Would you like to have some cars; we can work something out.”

“Since most ads will be for cars, it would be good to have them on hand. The SUVs, crossovers, and trucks we should pick up at your dealers and return them after filming.”

“So you’re saying it would speed up filming if I give you one of each car up front.”

“Yes it would. Bill Ford wrote off his models he gave to Kinnetik as products samples for us. You need to select the cars you want in the ads, with whatever features and colors, and then we have them to work with and no delay in filming.”

“How soon can you have my first spots ready for airing?”

“I already have my people dreaming up outstanding new ads for your products. I can have the first commercial in a couple of weeks. Let me be honest with you Fritz, your products are a tough sell after the corporate bankruptcy and government takeover but we can handle it. I see a way to push your vehicle quality and the life style of owning an American made product and buying one being good for America. I can’t promise you almost 50% increase in sales like we did for Ford; however, you will see a significant increase and end the business cycle in the black. It may take years to heal the black eye you got in this recession.”

“And you’re sure you can handle an account the size of GM?”

“Ford‘s half the workload of GM and we’re doing it without breaking a sweat. Knock on wood, Kinnetik has never lost a client we signed up. They always renew their contracts with us.”

“Your company has grown quite fast and you’re putting a major hurt on the New York agencies; you stole a lot of good talented people from them recently.”

“They left their $150,000 a year jobs to work for me for $35,000 and the chance to make major bonuses if they dream up the next home run slogan or ad.”

“Impressive; you’re lucky you don’t have to deal with unions.”

“Rarely do white collar people want to create a union.”

“Where do I deliver the cars?”

“I bought the U.S. Steel Tower in downtown Pittsburgh, soon to be Kinnetik Tower. We can secure them in our underground garage.” Fritz got on his intercom.

 “Send Joey in here.” Moments later a middle aged man walked in wearing a sharp Italian suit. “Let my attorney Joey read your contract Brian.” Brian pulled out the contract and gave it to the attorney. Everyone was quiet while he read it.

“$11 billion advertising budget for 8 months with a 4 month weather extension clause, $3.5 billion retainer at signing; PR representation of all 68 GM models both this and next year; right to reject an ad concept and have it redone, granting Kinnetik exclusive rights to GM advertising in the United States during the contract term with a release for local dealers to use local PR agencies for their advertising; this is a good solid contract Fritz; everything’s in order.”

“Go get a retainer check at accounting Joey; thank you.” Fritz took the contract and looked at it himself as Joey left the room.”

“I can throw in a new Ford truck to sweeten the pot.”  Brian said.

“He he he! You’re a riot Brian. That won’t be necessary. What kind of jet do you have?”

“I got a used 18 seat Gulf Stream custom built for Jerry Griffin of Marvel Comics and studio.”

“I’ve heard of that jet, Jerry had it built over two years ago trimmed in solid gold. Gulf Stream has pictures of it in their advertising. They’ll build another one now for $610 million.”

“Gold was a lot cheaper when Jerry built it. She’s my girl after my vintage Corvette.”

“I too have a vintage Vette Brian; they’re amazing cars. Telling me you own a Chevy seals this deal for me.”

“The only reason I own Fords now is they were given to me.” Brian smirked and made Fritz laugh. Joey returned with the check to Kinnetik and gave it to Brian. “Do you have all your corporate money in HBSC now?”

“Yes, I know the owners of that bank and they’re very stable.” Brian handed his pen to Fritz who signed the contract. Brian took a second copy and gave it to Joey who made sure they were identical. Soon both copies were signed.

“Thank you for becoming my biggest client so far. Soon we’ll have a makeover for your website. Now I need to go back to Pittsburgh and figure out how to sell some Chevys.”  Brian put the check and contact copy in his brief case and close it. He stood up with Fritz and shook hands.

“I look forward to seeing your work Brian.”

“I look forward to getting it done for you. Good day gentlemen.”

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“What did the other renters say?” Tim asked Justin.

“I’m giving them 3 months free rent and paying to move them. Everybody agreed to it; they get their choice of the vacant spaces in the Tower.”

 “Good, this guy Allen from New York is my best video man; he was a director of media in a big agency there. I want us to consider him for the job here with us.”

“Did you check his references?”

“Yes, and samples of his work; he’s top shelf and makes great shit and he’s really good organizing everyone.”

 “Bring him in and his file if you still have it.”