Aaron’s POV:

I searched my refrigerator and found nothing that tempted me. Closing the door I grab my keys and make my way to the door. I open my door to the sight of dark green shirt with a black tie. I look up to see a beautiful pair of dreamy chocolate brown eyes belonging to one of the only two men I know with such eyes, Jake and his brother Andrew.

“Andrew.”

“You got a minute?”

“Yeah, come on in,” I say stepping back to let him inside. He dips his head as he comes in. I had wondered when this was going to happen. I know that Jake said his brother supported him, but I still had a feeling that we were going to talk sooner or later. I guess now’s the time, “Please, sit.”

Andrew sits in the chair facing the door, his eyes studying me intently. I take a seat on the sofa and wait for him to begin, inwardly calming myself. I’m not going to deny it, Andrew is very handsome; eyes that make you melt, curly brown hair that makes you want to run your fingers through, a sizeable build that can be enticing as well as intimidating. It’s the same when I look at Jake, though I hope he doesn’t get to be as tall as Andrew, that would cause me to have a relationship with my chiropractor. He’s grown a bit since we’ve been together these past few months. He’s almost at eye level with me, and he’s gotten a bit more size to his frame as well. My pillow is getting even better.

“I’m not keen on the fact that you lied to our parents,” he starts.

“It wasn’t my intent on doing so. Many people don’t believe my age until I show them proof, and even then some don’t believe me. When I first saw your mother, I had a feeling that if she knew her son was with a twenty-two year old man that would have caused major problems for Jake. He handles himself so well that you’d have a hard time believing he’s only fifteen. I didn’t want him to get into any more trouble than he already was.”

“Yeah, my little bro’s a nice kid, sometimes too nice for his own good,” he says looking at me intensely, “Why didn’t you end it there? Why didn’t you just go on about your business when you two got to the store?”

“I wish I had an answer for that,” I say breaking eye contact with him, “When I saw him in the park before I talked to him…I…this feeling came over me. I don’t know how to describe it. I saw him there drawing and he took my breath away. For a moment I had forgotten what I was doing. When I remembered that I was looking for that music store I thought that it was the perfect opportunity to at least talk to him.”

“Our mom still has doubts about you. Even with Jake ‘dating’ Ali. You haven’t brought your dad, or should I say step dad over to the house for dinner. You can’t keep using the ‘suddenly had to leave town’ excuse forever.”

“I know. If I were to tell him, it would blow this whole situation wide open. He knows that I’m gay and if we were to have dinner with your parents, things would not go well.”

“So what’s the story with him? Jake said that you two didn’t get along.”

“My mother remarried when I was seven years old. She found someone that made her happy. I was happy for her. She went through so much to raise me before Paul came along. Anyway, it was just before my eighth birthday, my mother suggested that we go do some ‘guy things’ and sent us off on a fishing trip to a nearby lake. The whole trip to the lake he barely spoke to me. When we got out on the lake that’s when he let me know what he thought about me. I had to sit there and take it since there was no way for me to leave.”

“He didn’t…assault you, did he?”

“No, not physically, it was all verbal. He basically told me that one and only reason he even put up with my existence was because he loved my mother. And that was true, he really loved her. He told me he had convinced my mother to let me keep my birth father’s last name because he didn’t want me to have his and that he couldn’t wait until I was old enough to be shipped off to a boarding school in who knows where. I was too shocked to even cry. On the way back home I thought about the whole conversation and that night I came to the conclusion that my mother deserved to be happy after all she went through. She was married to my birth father for only a few years even though they knew each other a lot longer. It hurt her greatly when he died.”

“When did he die?”

“While he was taking her to the hospital to give birth to me. The other driver ran a light and hit his side of the car they were in.”

“I’m so sorry.”

“It’s ok,” I say finally meeting his gaze again.

“Why didn’t you tell your mom about how he was treating you?”

“It was the first time that I had ever seen her happy about someone other than me. I didn’t want to spoil that for her.”

“But still-,”

“It’s ok. I chose to do that. Seeing her happy was all that mattered to me. I knew someday there would be someone that would love me so I let that moment be hers.”

Andrew ran a hand through his curls and sighs, so he’s the one Jake gets it from, “I’m sure you already know that your step father was looking for you.”

“Yes, he’s called a couple of times. He thinks that I’m trying to break our agreement about me managing his investments.”

“Are you?”

“No. I just decided that I didn’t have to be around him to make his money so I took the money from my mother’s insurance policies and left. I’m glad I did.”

“Why’s that?”

I smile, “If I didn’t, I would have never met your brother.”

“Why Jake? Why not someone else? Someone older?”

“No one has ever made me feel the way he does.”

“You’ve had past relationships?”

“A few yes.”

“Are you clean?”

“Yes. Got my results back two weeks ago.”

“I’m not gonna ask the obvious and you know why.”

I nod.

Andrew runs a hand through his curls again. He has no idea how tempting that is, “I still can’t believe this. My little bro’s really in love with someone. I’d figured he’d really be dating Ali since they’ve known each other for so long. And she’s pretty easy on the eyes, too.”

“Careful detective, or you’ll end up in the same situation,” I say grinning.

He looks at me a moment then smiles, “It’d be one sided anyway. I’ve known she was a lesbian for a while now. Before Jake knew really.”

“Oh?”

He nods, “Yeah, I am a detective after all, I catch on to things quick. I met a girl that did judo and was in a tournament with her when I was in Rock Creek City a while back. I was called over there to help with a case and she happened to be one of the witnesses. We talked and I told her that I knew of someone her age that did judo as well and when I described Ali to her she blushed hard. She gave Ali her first kiss. After that, when I’d see her and Jake around the city I noticed that she had a look about her when she saw a chick she thought was cute so yeah, I knew. Wasn’t expecting Jake though. Hell, I knew he’d been through my stash, but I guess it didn’t have any effect on him.”

“Yes. Furie’s a nice girl, she complements Ali well,” I shrug, “As for Jake, well, it happens. I did the same thing when I was younger than him. Some guys brought some magazines to school and drug me along to look through them while skipping classes and I got the same result.”

“So, how long have you known you were gay?”

I pause, “I was ten and we were on summer vacation. I had walked out onto the balcony that overlooked the pool and saw Paul swimming. I was sitting there with my legs swinging over the side enjoying the breeze when I really looked at him,” I could feel my cheeks warming, “I’d never seen him swim before so I just stared at him. When he got out I couldn’t take my eyes off of him. He…looked great. That’s when things got tight, if you know what I mean. After that, when I saw guys on the beach or in pictures, I got the same feeling. I never felt that way with women, so that’s when I knew I liked guys.”

“I guess it can’t be helped then. I mean there are lots of chicks that would like to date him. I guess they’re gonna have to give it up.”

“That could be because they have an idea of what he’ll look like when he’s older.”

“That could be true. I doubt he’ll be as tall as me though,” After a moment Andrew stands, his eyes tell me that he’s at ease with me, “Well, I’ve gotta get back to the station and finish up some paperwork. Hope I didn’t take up too much of your time, I noticed you were heading out.”

I stand, “Oh no, you’re fine. I was just going out to grab something for dinner that’s all,” I walk over to the door with him. He turns around just before we get to the door.

“Just so you know, and I know I’m going into ‘protective big brother mode’ as Amber likes to call it,” his eyes turn hard and serious, “if you do anything, and I mean anything to hurt him, I’ll make your life a living hell. Got that?”

“Completely.”

“Good,” he responds, his eyes back to their dreamy state, “You have a good evening Aaron.”

“You as well detective,” Then my phone rang. I didn’t bother with it as I was about to open the door for Andrew when Paul’s voice came over the answering machine. I looked back at the machine with a frown.

“What the hell are you doing you little shit?” I froze, “I told you that I would not dump those shares at that price! Are you trying to lose me money? What the hell are you doing down there anyway, fucking every little boy in sight? My P.I. told me that there was a detective checking up on you a few months ago. Are you fucking around with some minor again? You better hope he doesn’t find out about your last little tryst with that Bradenburg kid or he’ll make your life hell. You’d better call me back and let me know what you’ve got on Mikali Pharmaceuticals before you do something stupid,” then the call ends.

I feel a hand come heavy on my shoulder. His voice at my ear sounding of steel, “I guess this conversation isn’t over just yet.”

I could only move when I feel Andrew’s hand move me towards the sofa to sit. He took his place back in the chair, “Do you want me to ask the questions, or do you just want to start from the beginning and tell me everything.”

I take a deep breath then let it out slowly, “When…I was fifteen, Paul caught me watching some gay porn. It just gave him more of an excuse to hate me. My mother was on a trip with some friends so it was just the two of us staying in one of his townhouses while the mansion was being renovated as a surprise for her. Needless to say he wasn’t thrilled at the fact he was staying with a ‘nancy boy’ as he called me so he took off to a bar to get himself sloshed. He came back some time in the early morning and came into my room and proceeded to beat me. He managed to knock me unconscious during the beating so I don’t know if anything else had happened,” I look down at the coffee table, “I woke up covered in bruises and dried blood. For about two weeks I didn’t see him. By the time my mother came back the bruises healed so there was no way to show her proof of what happened.”

“Why didn’t you file a report?”

I shook me head, “No one would have believed me. As far as the world knows, Paul Amshock is a person that loves his family and put us above everything he does. And it doesn’t hurt that he has several cops in his pocket either. A little over a year after that he confronted me about a boy that I knew from school asking me if I was fucking him. I told him no and found myself getting up off the floor. He dragged me into his study and sat me down in front of the television and started a tape. It was a surveillance tape of my bedroom. He has asked security to monitor my room for anything suspicious. It showed me…having sex with the boy from my school.”

“Was that Bradenburg?”

“No, it was another student my own age. Bradenburg was something else,” I say not wanting to meet his eyes.

“He isn’t talking about the twins Victor and Alexander, is he.”

“He’s talking about their younger brother Sasha,” I feel my heart race, “I didn’t know he was a Bradenburg. You never see pictures of their mother or him in the media and I didn’t really know the twins at the time. The twins favor their father while he totally favors their mother. Sasha’s so much taller than the twins it’s ridiculous. He’s six three and he was only fourteen at the time.”

“So you knew his age?”

“Not then, no. It seems he has a talent for getting his way because of his height. I met him in a club. He was with some of his older brothers’ friends and somehow they managed to get him in. We got to talking and ended up in the restroom having sex that same night. We met again at the same club about a week later and did the same thing then decided we should have sex in the parking lot behind the club. Apparently his brothers’ friends had gotten a tape of the scene in the restroom the first time from security and wanted another one. They knew that the lot was monitored but they didn’t care, they could just buy off security anyway. There were lights in the parking lot, but it was fenced in so no one off the street could see what we were doing and we weren’t the only ones out there having sex that night. Anyway, cops flooded the place and arrested everyone on the grounds. They seized the tapes and charged me with sexual assault. I wanted to know why and they told me the guy I was having sex with was fourteen years old.”

“Bradenburg made it all go away.”

I nod, “Paul had wanted to use that as leverage to get out of the agreement I made with him, but when he realized that it would have to be revealed as to why the agreement was ended since there had to be a judgment made in the court, he rethought his decision. The Bradenburgs would have destroyed him in all the circles if it got out about Sasha and the club.”

Andrew ran a hand through his hair again, “You seem to have a knack for attracting underage guys Aaron.”

“He’s the only one I swear…besides Jake.”

“And that didn’t come to mind when Jake told you his age?”

“No, it didn’t.”

“How the fuck can you almost end up spending most of your adult life in jail from that situation and that not have come to mind when Jake told you how old he was?”

“…Everything just left me when I saw his smile.”

He sighs, “Shit,” he runs his hand through his mess or curls again, “You know you’ll have to tell Jake about this, right? He’s not gonna be happy about it.”

“That’s why I’m not rushing anything in this relationship. If I told him now he would think that I was some kind of pervert, that I only like him ‘cause I think he’d look good under me.”

“…Yeah, I’m…gonna pretend I didn’t hear that last part.”

“We aren’t having sex Andrew.”

“And you’re not going to tell me if you are either. That would fuck things over on so many levels.”

I look hard at him, “You don’t think I know that?”

“Then why are you doing this? Do you realize how serious an offense this is in this state? It’ll get you at least twenty-five years. Just tell him it’s not going to work out between you two. He’ll get over it eventually. He’s young, he’s got his entire life to fall in love.”

“And what happens if he doesn’t get over it?”

Andrew goes silent for a moment, “Tell Jake everything and do it soon,” in a low voice.

“I don-,”

“I don’t give a shit about what you think or want right now Aaron,” his eyes hard, “I care about my little brother and if you care about him as much as you say you do you’ll tell him. And he’ll know if you’re spouting out some stupid bullshit so don’t beat around the bush. Tell him straight out.”

I sigh, “Jake told me that they weren’t working out Friday, I’ll talk to him then.”

“Good,” He gets up and walks over to the door, “Remember what I said. You hurt him and I’ll make you wish you never laid eyes on him,” then opens the door and leaves.

Andrew’s POV:

I don’t know how I could have forgotten about the fair. It’s in the middle of August and the week before school starts in this county. Oh yeah, my little bro dating an older guy and I finally had a chance to talk to him the day before, that’s why I forgot. The street fair is always packed with people. It’s a good thing I’m off duty today. The first two days are always the busiest. I helped out the last few hours of the first day since Tony had to take a call. There are too many things that can happen in this area, even if it is four city blocks long. I hope Jake and the others are keeping an eye on Amber. She came back just in time for the fair and since she was babysitting, she made a nice chunk of change to spend. I sit down at one of the mini rest areas in the second block of the fair and watch people walk by for a while before heading down the street to check out the wares people were selling. As I’m looking around I spot Jake, Aaron, Alison, and her girlfriend Furie as they watch Amber and her group of swim friends look over trinkets and baubles. I shake my head. I still can’t believe that Jake’s gay, but, he loves who he loves. Who am I to tell him otherwise, right? I know our folks will be appalled when he finally tells them. I’m almost positive they will disown him. He’ll still be hurt by it no matter how much he steels his resolve. There’s no middle ground with them. I personally have never seen a problem with someone liking the same sex. It’s something that I can’t share with our parents. It’s as if they were…brainwashed to think that way, their reactions when they hear about it. It’s almost scary at times; especially with mom.

“Excuse me mister sexy detective, but you need to arrest that group of teenagers over there for looking too damn hot for their own good,” comes a voice beside me. I look down to my left to see a vibrant redhead with fake purple eyes behind rose colored glasses.

“I should probably arrest you for wearing that shirt out in public Raime,” I say smiling at her. Her tight yellow tank top had ‘fuck you’ written in the shape of a green bong on it to match her hippie green bellbottoms. It didn’t help matters either that she wasn’t wearing a bra and the bong was right in between her high beams.

“Oh you know you like it Drew-baby. Now how ‘bout you lean that hot bod of yours down a bit and give me a hug,” she says. I lean down and hug my fellow triple jumper from high school, “So who are all those people with little Jakie and Amber?” she says when we part.

“The girls around Amber are from her summer swim team. The two older girls you so lovingly commented on are Alison and her friend Furie. The guy talkin’ to Jake is Aaron.”

“Fury? You mean someone actually named their child that?” she says.

“You’ve got a younger brother named after an herb so hush. And she spells it with an ‘i.e.’,” she didn’t have room to talk herself, her name is a version of Marie with the ‘r’ and the ‘m’ switched, Marie also happens to be her middle name.

“And I’m gonna guess that Furie with an ‘i.e.’ is the brunette?”

“Yeah. Alison’s the redhead.”

“Isn’t she like little Jakie’s girlfriend from forever?”

“She’s Jake’s….friend. That’s all,” I say as I look back at the group.

“So are you working this nightmare today or do you have a chance to sit and have a bite to eat?”

“Yeah, I’m off today.”

“Cool. Come on.”

We walk over to the park that was at the end of the fair area and head across an empty street to a place called Stomp. It’s a coffee shop that sells the best deli sandwiches outside of The Corner. We go in and place our order and take a seat next to the window. A waitress brings our order over and we eat for a bit in silence. I notice that Raime wasn’t eyeing the wait staff like she normally does so that means she wants to talk to me about something.

“So how was the meet in Berlin?”

“It was good. I barely won triple but I wasn’t really trying. I won in the two hundred hurdles easily though. So what’s eatin’ you? Has little Jakie done something to piss you off?”

“Huh?”

“Come on Drew, it’s me, Raime. I can tell when somethin’s wrong with you, always could. So spill it.”

The shop was slow today with the street fair and the staff were all at the other end of the shop so I didn’t have to worry about anyone overhearing, “Jake…came out to me a few months ago. Aaron’s his boyfriend.”

“Whoa. I’m guessin’ your parents don’t know this, right?”

I nod, “He met him one day when he was in the park. Aaron came up to him asking for Marc’s.”

“Yeah Marc should really do something to make that place stand out more. Hell, I even pass that place when I’m lookin’ for it. So they met and never really parted, huh?”

“Pretty much.”

“So what’s wrong? Besides the fact that your folks will flip the fuck out when they find out.”

“He’s seven years older than Jake. And our parents have met him.”

“Whoa,” Raime leans in, “They aren’t fuckin’ are they? Blondie can get into a world of trouble, not to mention the shit that little Jakie’ll get from your folks. They don’t know his real age I suspect.”

“He told them he was nineteen.”

“Hell, he looks like he’s about eighteen anyway so that’s cool. I have a feeling though that your mom doesn’t like him,” Raime says sitting back in her chair.

“She has her doubts. She called me the next morning after he brought Jake home late one night and told me the conversation she had with him.”

“And of course you went into detective mode.”

“He’s my little brother. Gotta make sure he’s not getting into trouble.”

“Oh like little Jakie would get into some shit. I’m sure he doesn’t want to risk the wrath of your mom. I’ve been on that end remember?”

I chuckle, “That was funny though when you told her you were hitting on Kimberly to make me jealous.”

“Yeah it was. I mean the look on her face, it was priceless!”

“It was a good thing that Amber started crying right then or she really would have choked you right there in front of all those people.”

Raime smiles, “Good times.”

“Yeah.”

We eat in silence for a bit as some more customers come into the shop, “So what else bothers you about Aaron?”

I sigh and run my fingers through my hair, “…It’s not that I don’t like him. It’s just…”

“He’s your brother’s first love and you don’t want to see him hurt since blondie’s so much older than he is, right?”

I nod, “Well…yeah.”

“Has he been checked out? Health wise?”

“Yeah, he’s clean. He’s also had a run in with some powerful people.”

“Who?”

“The Bradenburgs.”

Raime’s eyes go wide, “You don’t mean,” she leans forward again and beckons me to do the same, “The Sasha tapes, do you?” she whispers.

I pull back from her a bit, “What Sasha tapes? What do you know about the Bradenburgs?” I whisper back.

“Sasha seems to love being an exhibitionist. The tapes are a big hit in the underground porn industry in Europe. You have to be in certain circles to be able to watch them and that’s after people run background checks and all that shit.”

“How many tapes are there?”

“Nine I think. Since no one will tell a Bradenburg ‘no’, they look the other way when he comes to clubs and shit. I think he and his friends go to clubs that have security cameras everywhere and they pay off the guards to tape Sasha having sex with whoever he picks up that night. One of my friends got me into a screening while I was in the Czech Republic. It was one where he was getting’ it good in the bathroom and in a private parking lot by some blon…shit, that was Aaron?”

“He said that the cops raided the club and charged him with sexual assault, but the Bradenburgs made it all go away.”

“Damn,” she says sitting back in her chair again. She smiles, “Well at least you don’t have to worry about little Jakie not knowing what to do. His boyfriend does a pretty good job of fucking. From the tape it looked like that Sasha cat was hung quite nicely.”

“Raime, I don’t need to hear that.”

“Hear what? That your little brother’s boyfriend is an SS?”

“SS?”

“Sword Swallower.”

“Raime, I don’t even want to know how you know that.”

“It’s a pretty exclusive club. Some have a natural talent for it, some are taught by actual sword swallowers.”

“Raime, please.”
“Aw buck up Drew, knowin’ an SS is a good thing. Maybe you’ll catch yourself one,” she says smirking, “And stop worrying about little Jakie, he can handle himself. Your folks raised you to be all nice and level headed. I’m sure they’re doin’ the same with him and Amber.”

“When he tells them, the first person they’re going to blame is Aaron.”

“Yeah,” Raime says picking at her sandwich, “I wish your folks could get it through their thick skulls that you love who you love. Gender shouldn’t matter. Hell my parents are about their age and they accept me, and I’m greedy.”

“That’s for sure. Just a few minutes ago wanted to pick up my younger brother, his boyfriend, his best friend, and her girlfriend as well as me.”

“Well the chicks are smokin’, blondie’s not too bad himself. The two of you are a hot piece of yumminess, as usual, but Jakie’s more to my size though, no offense.”

“None taken. I knew you weren’t really into guys my height or I would have tried with you instead of Kimberly,” I say. All her strangeness aside, Raime’s actually pretty hot. From time to time I would catch myself drifting my sight below her chin. What can I say, I’m a guy and I like chicks. And here’s one in front of me not wearing a bra and the inside is nice and cool in Stomp. I can’t help that I’m a breast man and she’s got a nice pair of handfuls staring at me at attention.

“I’m flattered,” she says, “So the redhead likes carpet, too,” Raime got that look in her eyes that spoke ‘I’m gonna have to introduce myself to some people today’.

“Yeah. I met Furie when I was working a case in Rock Creek City. She met Alison in a judo tournament. Her parents moved here not too long ago and they hooked up.”

“Does Jakie know?”

“Yeah. Jake says that he and Alison came out to each other sometime last year. Her parents are cool with it and if somehow our folks found out before he can tell him, he’s got a place to stay if they throw him out.”

“You don’t think it’ll go that far, do you?”

“I hope not. Amber looks up to him. She’d be crushed if she wasn’t allowed to see him again.”

“How ‘bout you?”

“I have no problem taking him in. I’ve got plenty of space. But I don’t think the folks would like that. They were the ones that helped me get the place for makin’ it through the police academy so quickly. Who knows what they’d do.”

“Well, it’s not like they can take your house or anything.”

“Actually…they could. They have the deed. I make payments to them instead of a bank.”

“Shit, then Jakie couldn’t stay with you. What about Aaron?”

“That’s where I figure he’ll end up if things get bad. Or at the Metworth’s, Alison’s parents.”

The waitress comes to the table with our check and I put money down for our lunch glaring at Raime when she tried to leave money. Hey, I’ll never let a lady pay for her food, it’s rude. Even if she’s got more money than stars in the sky it’ll do her no good with me.

“You ready to go back to the fair?”

“Sure.”

“Good. It’s chilly in here and my nips are starting to hurt.”

“Raime please don’t tell me that.”

“Oh come off it. I know you were lookin’. You’re a boob guy, always have been,” she says as we walk out the door.

“And how have you known that?” I ask as we cross the empty street and head into the park.

“Because you were the only one that saw me go to the storage barn that day when I went to get myself off.”

“And how would I have known what you were doin’ in the barn?”

“Because you were the one watching me when I was playin’ with my nips.”

My cheeks felt a nice shade of red. Busted. It was our junior year during track season and I saw her head into the storage barn. Since she’s a hurdler, I thought she was going to get more hurdles so I went to help. Just before I got to the door of the barn I heard a moan. I stopped and looked around before I peaked in through the slats in the front door. There was Raime with her tank top up and rolling her nipples between her thumb and forefingers as she leaned against the far wall of the barn. Her hair was in her face so I thought she couldn’t see me. I guess she did, “Ok so ya caught me.”

“Don’t worry, I won’t tell,” she says hooking her arm around mine, “Besides, I liked having an audience.”

Jake’s POV:

Sometimes I’m glad I’m gay. What is it with chicks having to try on and then get the opinion of everyone in their group about how it looks on them? I feel for guys with girlfriends, I really do. Thankfully Ali and Furie keep Amber and her friends occupied with that so they don’t ask our opinions. Aaron and I lag back as they check out each booth in the third block of the street fair. It was a nice day out, mostly cloudy so the sun really isn’t a factor today. I’m glad we had a light session today or I would have cared to stay home or just be with Aaron. Since Amber came back from the Venable’s all she’s done was beg me to take her to the street fair. I managed to get out of it yesterday ‘cause we had a heavy lifting session and I was a little sore. But today she jumped on my bed telling me that I had to go with her since it was going to be a nicer day to go than yesterday.

“Wow, I can’t believe that so many people are here,” Aaron says as we watch Ali and the rest look over bracelets.

“Yeah, it’s a big thing here. Something that people can do just before school starts to get in that last minute quality time with the kids type thing,” I say as I look over at the tie-dye shirt stand, “I only come to one day though, it’s a bit much with all these people around in such a small area.”

“I can understand that,” he says running his hand over one of the shirts, “Maybe Friday we can do something minus all the extra people?”

“That sounds good,” I say smiling, “We could check out the nature reserve?”

“I haven’t had a chance to go there yet. That would be great.”

“And it will definitely be less crowded.”

“It’s a date then,” he says looking at me with a smile.

Aaron’s POV:

“How many paths are there in this reserve?” I ask as we pass by a map of the area.

“Eight, but there are some less traveled ones that people like to take,” he says as we walk on down the main path. It’s a nice day out, I guess I’m not used to this warm of weather for it being the beginning half of August. There weren’t too many people out at the trails due to the street fair that started a few days ago. Jake stops and looks around for a moment, then grabs my hand and pulls me in between two large bushes to the left of the path. We continue walking in the uncharted area stepping carefully over branches and whatnot, he keeps hold of my hand the entire time. We stop from time to time admire some of the last blooms of plants before fall makes an appearance. After about twenty minutes of walking Jake stops as he spots a massive gnarled oak tree standing out among a cluster of pines. He tugs me along and soon we reach the destination of the tree. It has a wide base with thick roots plunging into the ground. I lean down to inspect some of the roots.

“It looks like a storm almost uprooted it at some point,” I say as I push against a root.

“It looks like it’s survived more than one,” Jake says placing his hand on the small of my back. I stand up as I feel his fingers slide under my shirt.

“Jacob, we need to talk,” I say. The smile on his face vanishes.

“What’s wrong?”

“I…need to tell you something, about my past,” I walk over to sit in between a section of roots at the base of the tree. Jake follows and straddles my legs as he normally does when we talk.

“What happened? Does it have to do with Paul?”

“Not really. It was something that I did,” I fall silent closing my eyes. I feel his lips press to mine gently, then his forehead came to rest on mine.

“What did you do?”

“I…Not too long ago there was this person that I met in a club one night.”

“A girl?”

“No, it was a guy. Anyway, we talked and then…we ended up…having sex in the men’s room,” I feel him pull back from me. I open my eyes to see his. His expression was unreadable.

“Go on. I have a feeling there’s more.”
“…Not too long after I met that same person in the same club. We did the same thing.”

“This happened before you moved here?”

“Yes.”

“Have you seen him since then?”

“No.”

“Did you get tested?”

“Yes.”

“Clean?”

“Yes.”

“So why tell me.”

“There was a raid on the club and everyone was arrested. The police seized all of the security tapes and went through them.”

“You got arrested for lewd acts in public? Trying to show up George Michael or something?”

I try to smile at the comment, but couldn’t bring myself to, “I was arrested for sexual assault on a minor.”

“…What?”

“The person I was having sex with in the men’s room I was also having sex with in the private parking lot behind the club. They showed me the tape of us having sex in the parking lot. They paused the tape when they saw a frame that showed the other guy’s face clearly. Then they told me that the person I was having sex with was fourteen.”

I could feel his body jerk, “What?”

“They told me the person I was having sex with was Sasha Bradenburg, the youngest son of Alexei Bradenburg, a fourteen year old kid.”

“How…why…”

“I had only heard of his twin brothers and he looks nothing like them or I would have known instantly.”

“How was a fourteen year old kid in a club?”

“His friends managed to get him in.”

“Twice?”

“They have money, it’s not hard to look the other way when you’ve got a couple hundred sliding into your hand. They discovered that the restrooms were monitored and bribed security to let them have the tape that showed us having sex. They wanted another one and I guess that night they got lucky and saw me again. That’s what one of the friends told the cops. I don’t know what happened to them.”

“And I’m guessing the reason you’re not in jail right now is because that Bradenburg guy threw around some money.”

“Yes.”

“Did he even look like a fourteen year old?”

“He’s six three.”

“What the fuck? Six three at fourteen?”

“I couldn’t believe it myself.”

Jake takes a breath, then looks at me, his dreamy eyes turned hard, “So, are there any more minors out there that don’t look their age that you’ve had sex with that I should know about?” he says, his tone implying that he was not happy with what he just heard.

“Jake…”

“How the fuck could you fall in love with me knowing that I’m only a year older than the kid that almost got you locked up for most of your life!”

“Jake…”

“What, you get off on being able to play around with minors or something? You think that you’re got enough money to cover your tracks if you get caught? Or that Paul will bail you out ‘cause you’re the reason why he’s got so much money?”

“Jacob, please…”

He moves to get up but I grab him by his belt and keep him in my lap, “Let go of me Aaron,” he grinds out.

“Jacob…”

“Get your fucking hands off me!”

I let him go and he gets up quickly and puts space between us. This is the first time I’ve ever seen him angry. I get up slowly watching his reaction. He starts to walk back the way we came when I catch up to him and grab his shoulder. He turns around and the next thing I know I’m hitting the ground as pain radiates throughout my face then nothing.

Jake’s POV:

I stand there as I watch him fall to the ground. I run my fingers through my hair and look up at the sky. What the fuck was this guy’s problem? When I told him how old I was that should have turned off his radar immediately. I mean, damn! He would have been listed as a sex offender the rest of his life when he finally got out of jail had it not been for some rich guy greasing palms. I’ve heard that love can make you do crazy things, but this is pretty much fucked up! My mental rant was broken up by the sound of a pained moan from him saying stop. I look at him as he curls himself into a ball with his arms covering his head, like he thinks someone is going to hit him again. Now I’m concerned. I kneel down beside him and touch his arm, he jerks frightened.

“Aaron?” he starts shaking. I take hold of his forearms and gently pull them away from his head, “Aaron, it’s me, Jake,” the look in his eyes scares me, “Aaron, talk to me,” I say but he only starts shaking harder. I manage to sit him up and wrap my arms around him, which causes him to struggle violently. I keep my grip on him and talk to him until he calms. I feel my shirt becoming wet with his tears. After a time he pulls away from me a bit to look at me.

“Wh-what happened?”

“I…was trying to get away from you and you grabbed my shoulder. I turned around and…hit you. When you were on the ground you curled up like you were expecting someone to keep hitting you. Did…Paul ever hit you?” His eyes flooded with tears again. I bring him back to me as he wraps his arms around my waist, “Aaron, I’m so sorry. I should have never hit you,” I say to him as he squeezes me.

“Jacob?” I hear him say after a while.

“Yes?”

“I’m…sorry that I didn’t tell you sooner. I didn’t want you to think that I was some kind of pervert that preyed on young boys. I probably would have never told you if your brother didn’t hear the phone message Paul left when he was there Tuesday.”

“Why was Andrew at your place?”

“He wanted to know what my intentions were towards you.”

“Why?”

Aaron pulled back to look at me, the rim of his ocean blues red, “He was just being the protective older brother.”

I shake my head, “That sounds like something he’d do.”

I release Aaron and stand up bringing him with me. I walk back over to the tree and sit down. Aaron sits beside me for only a moment before I pull him into my lap, capturing his lips with my own, “I shouldn’t have done that to you,” I say as we part.

“You didn’t know,” he says then pinches my nose, “Will you stop apologizing?”

“Aaron, this is serious. The look in your eyes when I moved your arms from around your head scared me. How long had that been going on?”

“He only hit me twice. Once was when he found me watching some gay porn. He went off and got drunk and came back and beat me. The other time was when he had asked me if I was having sex with one of my friends from school. I told him no and then I was picking myself up off the floor. He had cameras put in my bedroom. He showed me the tape of me having sex with my friend.”

“And here I go slugging you just because some rich brat of a fourteen year old likes to fuck older guys on tape,” I say leaning my head on his shoulder. He leans his head against mine and sighs. We sit like this for a while enjoying the quiet. The sun is beginning to set, dimming the sky as we listen to each other’s breath. I’m glad that he told me this now instead of later when chances are I would have done more than just hit him. I smile when I feel his hand playing with my hair. Any tension I had left in me melted away. This is my man, “Let me make it up to you?” I ask my hand inching its way up his thigh, mentally thanking myself for talking him into wearing shorts today.

“I’m the one who should be asking for forgiveness, not you.”

I look up into his ocean blues, “How about we make it a mutual thing, ok?”

He smiles, “What did you have in mind?”

I bring his lips to mine again, teasing his bottom lip with my tongue before seeking entry into his mouth. I bury my right hand in his hair keeping his mouth connected with mine. My left hand makes its way up his thigh and travels over the blended material to the button of his shorts. I undo the button and pull down the zipper slowly. He moans against my mouth as I tug the material away and come in contact with the silk of his boxers. I quickly find the opening and pull out his hardening flesh. I’ve wanted to feel him in my hand for so long. He gasps as I stroke him slowly. I release his lips as he dips his head to my shoulder as I run my finger over his slit.

“Jacob,” he whispers, my own shorts becoming uncomfortable at the sound of my name. I take a drop of precum from his head on my finger and bring to my lips. He brings his head from my shoulder to look at me while I lick my finger.

I moan when I taste him, his eyes cloud with lust, “I want more.”

He toes off his shoes while taking off his shirt before standing to remove his boxers and shorts. He sits down on his clothes while I take off my shirt. I capture his lips again as soon as my shirt is over my head. He leans back against the tree as I kiss my way down his body. I love the sounds that come from him as I stop off at his nipples, my right hand resuming its slow stroking of his cock. I shift to rest between his legs as I make my way to his navel.

“Jacob…please….”

I look up into his ocean blues as my tongue slides lightly over his head. His eyes close as I close my mouth around his head and start sucking, a heady moan breaks free of his lips. I feel his hands come to rest in my hair as I take more of him in my mouth. I bob on his length making his moans louder and my cock harder. My tongue traces the veins with care as I feel his hips buck softly, my name a mantra in his lips. I pull back until just his head is in my mouth and suck on him like he’s the best blow pop I’ve ever had.

“Ja…cob….ooohh....mmm…”

I love the way he calls out my name. I look up at his flushed face, beads of sweat glistening in the sun as I flick my tongue over his slit taking in his nectar. I pump his length with one hand and knead his balls with the other as his head tips back, a powerful cry of pleasure bursting forth spurring me on to bring him over. His hands tighten in my hair and I know he’s close. I suck on his head harder bobbing slightly and trace his entrance with my index finger. His body goes rigid as I watch his mouth open in a wordless cry as he floods my mouth with his essence. I take every bit of it until there’s no more. I kiss my way up his body to his lips, sitting back and straddle him on my thighs as I plunder his mouth. Our lips part and lean my head to his chest as his arms come about my shoulders. His heart is beating furiously in his chest. After a moment he leans back to look at me, I smile.

“…That was…wow…”

“I’m glad you liked it,”

“You’re pretty good at that for a virgin. Bananas?”

“Popsicles and Blowpops mostly but there were a few bananas here and there.”

“Remind me to stock my freezer for when I can’t see you. I’m sure the sight of them alone would get me off,” he says smiling. I hug him to me. My hands roam over his body as I keep him close to me. I reach his ass and can’t help but take each ripe cheek in each hand and squeeze.

“Mmmm, Jacob,” he moans, “I still need to…mmmm…..take care of yoooouuuu,” That’s when I register the throbbing in my shorts. I become hesitant for a second. He’s never seen me completely naked before. I feel his hands travel down my chest to my shorts and I stiffen for a second, he catches it, “What’s wrong Jacob?”

My face heats up rapidly, “I….I…” I can’t look at him.

His hands cup my face and he turns my face in his direction, my eyes still not meeting his, “Look at me Jacob,” I bring my eyes to his, “Tell me what’s wrong. Do you want to stop?”

“No!” I say quickly, then I look away and get quiet, “It’s…just…I’m kinda…em…barrassed…,” my face felt so hot you could have boiled water on it.

“There’s no need to be embarrassed love,” he says coming into my line of sight.

“That’s easy for you to say, you’ve got a normal one. Mine’s…”

He brings his forehead to mine, “What, huge?” I nod slightly, “That’s ok, I like ‘em that way,” I didn’t think it was possible for my face to get any hotter, but it did, “I want to see you Jacob. Please,” After a moment I nod again and reach for my shorts only to be stopped by him, “May I?”

I nod not trusting my voice and close my eyes as I feel his fingers work my button and then my zipper. He slides off my lap as his fingers caress me through my boxers. I can’t help but moan with relief that I’m not confined behind my shorts anymore, it was getting pretty painful even with my moment of hesitation. His fingers slip into my boxers and I gasp as I feel his hands on me for the first time. I lean back on my hands as his trace lightly over my heated flesh. He stops after a minute and open my eyes to his ocean blues.

“Let’s get you more comfortable,” he says. I nod and stand up in front of him. I toe off my shoes as he slides down my shorts and boxers. I step out of my clothes and stand there while he looks me over with a smile, “You’re beautiful.”

My face is still red as his hands come to my thighs, his eyes with the same look of lust as before. He brings his hands up to my hips and then ghosts them along my cock. He licks his lips as I twitch between his hands before they settle at the base of my cock. He leans in and licks my slit and I thought I was going to lose it right there. He looks up at me as he licks again before taking my head in his mouth. I close my eyes and hope that my legs don’t give out on me. His tongue is swirling my head and it’s all I can do to remember to breathe it feels so good, “A-A-Aaron…st-stop…p-p-please,” I stutter out.

He pulls back slowly and looks up, “What is it love?”

“I-I-I need t-t-to s-sit.”

He moves over and I sit at the base of the tree. I lean back and close my eyes and take a few breaths; I never imagined it would feel that good to be in someone’s mouth. I feel him against my legs resting with his arms at my knees, “Are you ok? Want me to keep going?” I open my eyes and nod, I know my voice isn’t working at the moment for coherent responses. He spreads my legs and takes me in his hand again. He settles himself between my legs and I watch as he licks my slit again before taking me back into that warm wet cavern. I feel him move lower and take a chance and open my eyes. I thought I would cum right there. I feel my head at the back of his throat but he keeps going. I never thought that would be possible. My breath catches in my throat as I watch him take more and more of me into his mouth. I close my eyes and lean my head back as he continues his trek down to the base of my cock. I soon feel the tip of his nose brush against my curls, ‘Holy shit,’ I think, ‘my boyfriend can deep throat me’. I moan loudly. I wasn’t going to last long now that I know he can take all of me. I then feel him make his way back up my cock, his tongue moving side-to-side the whole way up. My hand goes into his shaggy locks as my head comes to the back of his throat. I look at him when I feel him smile around my cock. It’s the most erotic thing I’ve ever seen. He then went down again at a slightly faster pace and my eyes rolled to the back of my head.

After a few trips to the bottom he settled on seeing how loud he could make me moan with his tongue in my slit while his hands took care of the rest of my length. It took a while before I noticed that one of his hands wasn’t on my cock. I opened my eyes to find him reaching for my shorts. That’s when I remember the lube that I brought. I didn’t think that he noticed but then I remembered he was straddling my lap earlier and probably felt the tube. He takes me out of his mouth as he flips open the cap. I whimper from the loss of heat on my head, “Aaron…what are you doing,” I pant wanting to be in his talented mouth again.

“I want you inside of me,” he says as he coats his fingers with lube before bringing them to his entrance. My cock twitches at the idea.

“Are you sure I’ll fit? I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t hurt me love, I promise,” he says before taking my head in his mouth again. I watched him with half-lidded eyes as his head bobbed up and down and his fingers went in and out of his hole. After a time his bobbing slowed as did his fingers. He moved from between my legs to straddle me giving me a searing kiss before I feel my head at his entrance.

“Aaron…”

“Shhh, it’s alright love. You won’t hurt me,” he says as I feel my head push through his ring. My hands come automatically to his hips while his right hand was on my shoulder and his left guiding my cock into him. The feeling is incredible. I grip his hips tighter in the effort not to drive myself up into the tight heat that’s engulfing my cock inch by inch. I look up at him and his mouth is open and his eyes closed, savoring the feel of my length filling him. A few minutes pass before I’m fully sheathed inside him, our moans are in unison at the completion. I bring his lips to mine again as he gets used to the feeling of me inside him. He soon breaks our kiss to move up then back down on my shaft. My eyes flutter close as I feel him stroke me in the most intimate of ways. I never would have imagined it would feel this good to be inside of someone. I let Aaron take control of his pleasure knowing that any move he makes will be gratifying to me as well.

“Ooohh….Aaaaaronnnn,” sweet heaven he feels so good. I keep a steady grip on his hips as he starts to pick up the pace. I glance up at him and it’s a sight to behold. His eyes are close and his mouth is parted slightly as moans pass between those scrumptious lips. I feel my cock get harder as I’m looking at his lips, remembering what he did with them not too long ago. I reach in between us and take his cock in my hand and let his movements pleasure him as he moves up and down on me.

“Jacob….more….please…” I stroke him in time with his movements and delight in the louder sounds that come from this action. His grip on me is tighter and it’s bringing me closer to the edge. I stroke him faster to match my need, making him louder. He sounds wonderful, “Sweet gods, Jacob,” he cries as he impales himself harder on my shaft, his fingertips digging into my shoulder.

“Come for me love,” I say, and that’s all he needed. He sits down hard on my cock and stiffens as his milky cream erupts from him, gripping me even tighter. I buck my hips into that heat and release my seed into him.

The only thing we can do is breathe. I hold onto Aaron as if my life depended on him and him to me. We can feel each other’s tremors as our bodies come down from the bliss, and feel the sweat cooling our skin. It was the most memorable experience of my life. I love this man with every fiber of my being.

“I love you Aaron.”

“I love you too Jacob.”

That day stays in my memory even months later. School started up soon after and I’ve been busy with all the typical freshman year hoo-ha. Luckily I’ve had chances to be with Aaron thanks to my ‘girlfriend’ so it hasn’t been too difficult on either one of us even with my mom’s extra restrictions for dating during the school year. The year flies by and it’s now my favorite time of year, track and field season. It does suck that my folks can’t make it out to the meets, but Aaron comes out and even Andrew and Amber have come to some of the invitationals that were early in the season.

We found out near the end of training that Rocket transcripts from her middle school didn’t comply with the requirements that West Giliam had so she wasn’t allowed to start school with us. It turns out that there are new requirements in the state and that not all of the counties have intergraded them into their systems, our being one. Rocket was making her second grade skip. Her first one was going from pre-school to the first grade and now she was coming from seventh to ninth. Her parents we not happy about it and neither was she. The school board wasn’t letting people know openly that they opposed the new requirements and her father was going to make a big show of it so they are allowing Rocket to start the next school year as a freshman instead of making her attend the eighth grade this year. That’s gotta be something getting to take a year off from schooling. She and her mother went to visit relatives out in California.

My first season in track and field went well. I made it through conference and regionals easily and now it was time for the state meet to come around. I walk into the weight room Thursday with the expectation of doing yet another workout this week. The meet was next Monday and I’ve been in there every day after school. Yeah, I’m nervous. Track and field at this level is nothing like I’ve ever experienced before and invitationals only gave you a taste of what’s to come when you get to state. I barely made it into the room when Coach Morgansen stops me. He tells me the results of the last three regional meets in the state. I’m gonna be up against some stiff competition. He pats me on the shoulder and tells me to take the day off. I wasn’t expected home any time soon so I call Aaron after I change back into my regular clothes. He enrolled in spring classes at Hyde like he told my mom and has Thursdays off.

“Hey love,” he answers.

“Hey. Do you think you can come get me now?”

“Sure, is anything wrong?”

“Nothin’s wrong. Coach wants me to take a break today.”

“Ok, I’ll be there soon.”

It’s not long before I see Aaron’s Cadillac coming into the parking lot. As soon as I’m in the car he takes my hand in his and places them on his thigh as we drive off. We get to his place and as usual, I’m up against the wall just as we get inside. We stop after a while and make ourselves comfortable on the sofa.

“You seem a little tense, are you ok?” Aaron asks as his hand is moving over my thigh.

“I’m a little nervous about state. I know it’s not gonna be like regular meets and this will be my first time. I was tryin’ to work through it by workin’ out. Coach thinks I’ll end up hurting myself so he told me to take the day off when I walked into the weight room.”

“I don’t blame him. You are a freshman after all and there will be a lot of pressure on you to perform well. It seems like down here there’s way more pressure than when I was going to school up north,” he squeezes my thigh a bit then looks at me, “Why don’t I give you a massage? That should relax you.”

“Ok.”

Aaron gets up and holds out his hand to me. I take it and he leads me into the bedroom, “Go ahead and strip and lie down on your stomach. I’ll be right back.”

I take off my clothes as he disappears into the bath. I’m on all fours getting ready to lie down in the middle of the bed when he emerges from the room with a bottle of oil and a towel.

“Now that’s an interesting position,” he says smiling. I take note of how I look on the bed and turn red, “Maybe one day we’ll try that,” he adds as I lie down. He sits beside me on the bed and runs a hand lightly down my spine. He stops at my tailbone and caresses it a bit before tracing a finger down my crack. I moan softly into the pillow as is finger goes down to my sac and then his hand comes to rest on the curve of my ass, “Would you let me? Take you?”

I turn over on my side to face him, “Ok.”

“You don’t have to agree with me if you don’t want to Jacob.”

“I know. I have no problem with it. You seem to enjoy it, might as well give it a try,” I say sitting up, “Besides, I seem to remember someone saying something about wanting to have their way with me in a shower not too long ago.”

Aaron pinks, “That was months ago, and we weren’t officially dating then.”

“So you don’t want this nice tight ass of mine?” I say cocking a brow.

He leans in and our foreheads touch, “You’re gonna make me want to take you right now,” his voice was thick with desire.

I place my hand on the rapidly hardening bulge in his shorts, “I’m not stopping you.”

He captures my lips in a hard passionate kiss. My hands are pulling at his clothing as our tongues do battle. We break long enough for him to shed himself of his clothes and then we’re back at it. I feel his hand come down to my now swollen cock and stroke me, making me moan against his mouth. He hand then travels further south to my sac and massages gently, causing me to spread my legs for him. Soon his hand is under my sac as he breaks our kiss to nip his way down to my collarbone, all the while pushing me back into the sheets. I’m on my back as he takes a nipple in his mouth. I feel his fingers tracing lightly over my entrance while he teases me. I’ve never done that before and it feels great. I spread my legs a bit further to let his fingers work their magic. After a few minutes he stops and sits up. I moan in disappointment but then realize that it’s only to grab the bottle of oil and put some on his fingers. He kisses his way down my body and soon I’m arching off the bed as his mouth finds my head and sucks on it gently as his fingers are back at my hole. One finger slides in as he makes his descent down my shaft. No matter how many times he does it I’ll still be amazed that he can take all of me like that. I don’t even realize that he’s got two fingers in me until he takes me out of his mouth.

“Are you ok?”

I moan at him with a small pout but nod my head. I’ve never fingered myself so the experience is totally new to me. His fingers are moving in and out at a steady pace and moving around inside me as they move. His middle finger moves along the wall of tissue and comes to the magic spot. I throw my head back and moan loudly. He works along that spot and soon I feel another digit enter me. My cock takes up residence in his mouth again and I can’t help but thrust my hips gently, his mouth feels so good.

He takes me fully a few more times before he ceases his mouth and fingers, “Ok,” he comes up and whispers in my ear, “assume the position,” I turn over and raise up on all fours. He moves behind me and runs his hands along the backs of my thighs before moving them inside to spread my legs a bit. His hands come up to my ass and he takes a cheek in each hand and massages. Oh hell does it feel good, I’m moaning in appreciation of his talented hands. His fingers make their way to my entrance gently teasing the whole way.

“Aaron…please…” I moan out.

“Are you sure? I can stop…”

“You do…and you won’t have your pillow…for a month,” I say between pants.

I hear him chuckle, “Fair enough,” he says. He caresses my hole one more time before I feel the slickened tip of his head. He starts to push in slowly. His head feels thick inside me. I can’t describe how it feels as he steadily fills me with his cock. His hand caresses my side as he comes closer to filling me. He soon stops and I feel his sac pressed against me. His moan makes me shudder and my cock harder. My eyes are shut tight as I take in this new feeling. He presses kisses along my spine as he waits for me to adjust. I feel heady and I moan as I feel his hands at my hips, wanting to move within me but waiting patiently.

“Aaron…” I say breathlessly as I move against him, giving him the go ahead. Slowly he pulls out a few inches before pushing back in, my moans encouraging him. He works to a gentle pace, both of us savoring the pleasure.

“So…tight…Jacob….mmmm…” he says as his hands grip my hips tighter. His pace is picking up as there’s now a soft smacking of our flesh. I shudder and grip him tighter, making his voiced pleasure louder and his pace faster as he strikes my spot. His hand comes around and takes hold of my cock and I grip him even tighter. His head comes to rest in the middle of my back for a moment stopping his thrusts.

“Don’t….stop…Aar….on please….” I beg wanting him to keep hitting my spot with that deliciously hard length. He starts up again and then increases his pace even more. His hand comes from my cock to grip my hips as he pounds into me. I manage to reach down and stroke myself while his fingers dig into my skin, his moans heavy as he nears the edge and drive my own. I squeeze him tight as I come over the edge into bliss. I barely notice him stiffen after a few more hard thrusts then liquid heat fills me. I feel him drape himself over my back breathing heavily as my head is resting on my forearms doing the same.

After a few minutes Aaron was able to move and gently pulled out of me. I moaned softly as he left me then I lay down on my side out of the way of my mess. I look over at Aaron, a smile on my face mirroring his, “I take it you enjoyed yourself?” he speaks softly.

“Oh yeah,” I respond, “Now I’m wishin’ that you did come into the shower.”

His hand comes to stroke my cheek, “You have no idea how badly I wanted to. When I heard you moan my name I got so hard. I wanted to come in there and take that cock of your and swallow it just to hear you say my name, then pound that nice tight ass of yours until you lost your voice screaming my name. But even before that, I was ready to suck you off the night before when I brushed your cock. You were thick and you weren’t hard and I wanted to feel you in my mouth at full attention.”

My cock was coming back to life at the thought of being in his mouth again. I moaned and reached down and gave it a few pumps before Aaron’s hand took over. I thrust into that warm palm unashamed. I love his hands on me, I love his mouth on me, “Aaron,” I groan. His lips come in contact with mine and then I’m on my back with him over me stroking me and plundering my mouth. I bury my hands in his hair and thrust faster into his hand. He breaks out kiss to move down and take me in his mouth and I fight not to thrust into that wet cavern. I look at him while he works my length with pleasure and a soft hum that has my eyes rolling. When I’m able to look again I see him prepping himself. He releases my cock as he sits up to put more oil on his fingers. He straddles me and brings our cocks together pouring oil over them. I reach down and take his in my hand and stroke him in a deliberately slow pace to see his expression lost in a haze of passion as he continues to prep. He takes my hand off his cock and pumps me a few more times then leans down to kiss me as he positions me at his entrance. His moans take over as he slides my shaft into him. As soon as he seats himself fully on my cock he starts moving. I take his hips and I’m soon meeting his downward movements. He feels so good, hot and tight and I can’t help but snap my hips up driving his upward progress. He leans down to kiss me and I take that opportunity to turn us over. I bury myself in his channel as my tongue is buried in his mouth. His legs wrap around my waist as he tightens his grip on my cock. My moan breaks our kiss and I start pounding into him. His hands come to my shoulders and he cries out, head thrown back into the pillows.

“Jacob….more…” he pants. I love his voice. I bury my face in the crook of his shoulder and give my lover what he wants. His hand comes between our bodies and he strokes himself at my pace. He grips me even tighter as his body stills and his hot liquid splashes us in hard spurts. I manage to thrust hard into him a few more times before I give in and release inside him. I want to just collapse right there but I know that I’m too heavy for him so I muster enough strength to turn us back over and just lie there before drifting off with Aaron in my arms.

I wake from my dream of being inside Aaron to the reality of being inside him as he’s slowly riding my cock looking down at me with those gorgeous ocean blues, “I thought that might wake you,” he says as his hands roam over my chest. I smile then close my eyes to enjoy the feeling when I open my eyes in a panic, “What’s wrong?”

“What time is it?” I ask. He smiles at me.

“Don’t worry. It’s only seven. You’re safe.”

I relax and tug him down for a kiss. When we part he sits back up and begins riding me again. I look over his body as he tilts his head back and starts to stroke himself. I join his hand and his head falls forward, his breaths come shorter and his grip on my cock tighter as he spills his love over us again as I spill mine inside him. He lies atop me for a bit then moves to take my finally soft member out of him, “Come on, we need a shower.”

I’m glad that I have the shower to myself today. Everyone else had left for the day when I finished my cardio. I knew I wouldn’t be able to handle sitting on and benches today especially after all the sitting I’ve done from just school. Fortunately Coach Morgansen liked the idea that I was just going to run today instead of lift. As soon as the water hit my skin I immediately thought of last night. The shower started out honestly enough but when he began to soap my cock it ended up being Aaron pressed against the wall and me pounding into him and him screaming my name. When I thought about it after I got home I was surprised. I didn’t think myself to be that aggressive. I took his hand off my cock and turned him around and pressed him against the wall. He moaned loudly when I rubbed my cock between his cheeks before plunging into him, like he wanted it. My speed was anything but gentle and I’m sure I left bruises on his hips. I know he has teeth marks along the back of his shoulders as I kissed each one after I came hard inside him. He wanted to do the same but I kept him against the wall and reached around to jerk him off while I was still inside him, the feeling of his tunnel gripping me as I stroked him got me hard again and I was soon pounding him again well after he came in my hand. By the time I came down we were both spent and were barely able to get out of the shower. I was drifting in and out of sleep by the time we got to my house and thankfully it was just dark enough out for me to give him a kiss without anyone seeing from the house. I went in and went straight to my room. I couldn’t believe that we just did that. I lay down on my bed and my eyes were getting heavy the more I tried to think about it. I was almost asleep when Amber came in with a sandwich and some water. She left it on my desk and when I woke up this morning it was still there.

I want so badly to take care of the monster but I knew there were teachers lurking around and it wouldn’t be good to get caught jacking off in the shower at school. After a few minutes of thinking about chicks in the shower I sighed. It wasn’t going to work. Finally I gave up and took care of it. Fuck it, I’m a guy and I’m at the age where we get hard over just about anything. When I finish I get out quickly and towel off. I wrap my towel around me and get out into the locker area and gingerly sit down on the wooden bench. Those things are evil. As I’m putting on my socks I notice movement out of the corner of my eye. I look over to find Aaron standing there smiling at the end of the row.

“Hey there,” he says.

“Hey. I thought you were busy today.”

“My last class was cancelled and Andrew called to see if I could pick you up. He said something about having to take on a case at the last minute.”

“Oh, ok.”

He walks over and leans against the locker next to mine, “So how are you feeling?”

“A tad sore, but that’s to be expected. How ‘bout you?”

He shrugs, “About the same.”

“Are you sure? I was pretty rough on you.”

“It’s nothing I can’t handle. Hurry up and get dressed so we can leave.”

“I heard you in the shower,” Aaron says as we come to a stoplight. We were on his way to his place when mom called and said to hurry home since Andrew told her that Aaron was picking me up. I tried to fight off the blush but it didn’t work, “You were thinking about last night weren’t you.”

I nod, “I couldn’t believe I did that.”

“I was a bit surprised myself, but I still enjoyed it. Maybe you’re a natural top.”

“I’m guessing that means someone that likes to be in control?”

“Yes, and you’re very good at it,” he says as we start moving again.

I blush harder and he laughs softly, “So you like that sort of thing?”

“I have no problem with taking or being taken. I imagined that you would be more into taking control.”

“I don’t want to be too rough on you though. I know I left some teeth marks on your back.”

He smiles as we come to the driveway, “And a few fingerprints to boot.”

“Oh shit Aaron I’m sorry.”

“Will you stop apologizing, I’m fine. I have no problem whatsoever with you marking your territory.”

“I don’t want to treat you like you’re property or something.”

“Calm down love, it’s just a figure of speech,” he stops behind my truck, “Actually, I liked it when you did that. I also liked it when you got me off instead of us switching positions. You’re very good at it so believe me, I’ll have no complaints when you want to take me like that, ok?”

“You’re….sure?”

“Yes love. Now kiss me before your mom comes out.”

Saturday has me spending time with the family. It’s my birthday after all and it’s just the thing I need to take my mind off the meet on Monday. Aaron sent me a text this morning saying happy birthday and that he’ll give me my present at a later time and to enjoy the day with my family. Ali’s judo tournament was finishing up today so I’ll see her later for my present. Lucky her, she got to miss the last three days of school this week since it was the regional championships. She just achieved her fourth degree last month in judo. I’m gonna have to make sure I get her something really nice for her birthday. I’ll have my license by Wednesday so I’ll probably take her somewhere or something. She’s been itching to ride in my truck.

We come to the Brothers Juliani restaurant for dinner. Off and on I’m thinking about Aaron. I wanted him to be here with me. But I also knew that would bring up issues and I didn’t want to deal with that. I’m sure Aaron had the same idea. I don’t like lying to my parents. It’s something that I’ve never done before, even when I got in trouble or knew that I would get in trouble, I still told them the truth. I just wish they were open-minded enough to accept the man that I love.

“Are you ok son?” dad asks a worried expression on his face.

“Yeah, I’m good. Just thinkin’ about Monday, that’s all,” I lie. I want them to accept all of me, but they can’t bring themselves to do that.

“You’ll do fine. I’m sorry that your mom and I won’t be there to cheer you on. Maybe Andrew can go in our place.”

“I wanna go too!” Amber starts up.

“You have school on Monday young lady,” mom says giving her a stern look.

“Aw honey, one day of playing hookie wouldn’t hurt. Besides, it’ll give Jake more support since he’s the only freshman in the group to make it to state.”

“Yeah mom, besides, I’m ahead in my classes anyway and I got perfect scores on the last three tests I took. Please?”

It was one of the few times I’ve seen our mom give in. Amber knew how to play it. Mom likes us to get the best grades, “Fine,” she says.

“Thanks mom.”

“Andrew, are you able to be off on Monday?”
“Yes, it’s covered. I’m only doing paperwork that day anyway, so I can sneak out to watch my little bro compete in his first state meet.”

“Thanks guys,” I say.

“Oh hey, do you think we can smuggle Ali and Aaron out of class as well? The more the merrier,” Amber says grinning at me.

“I don’t know shrimp. I think Ali’s got a test on Monday and Aaron’s busiest day is Monday.”

“Oh pooh. And don’t call me shrimp,” she huffs.

Wednesday, finally. The meet went great, Amber and Andrew had a good time. I won shot put by one and a half inches Monday and the next morning dad and I went and got my driver’s license. I was so glad to be driving to school instead of taking the bus. I didn’t even mind that I was late to school. It got even better news when I walked into detention and Coach Morgansen told me that my throw was the best in the nation by one eighth of an inch. Detention was a good thing that day. I’m glad it’s Wednesday ‘cause it means that I have a ‘study date’ with Ali and it’s at her house so that means I’m off to Aaron’s. I’ll go by her place for a while since I know she’ll want to ride with me when school lets out. Plus, we’ve to exams coming up so I might as well get some studying done while I’m there. Aaron’s only got one class that’s at three so I’ll have a chance to get some work done before I go to his place and get my belated birthday present. I can only smile when I think of what it could be…

Aaron’s POV

I wake to the sound of my phone ringing. I look at the caller ID and it reads Winston City Police, “Hello?”

“Aaron, it’s Andrew. Did I wake you?”

“Not really,” I look over at the clock, it read eight thirty, “I was about to get up anyway so you’re timing’s perfect. What can I do for you?”

“I was wondering if I can come over and talk to you. It’s about Jake.”

“Sure. I’ll be here all day so come over when you’re able.”

“Thanks. I’ve got a short day today, I’m just catching up paperwork. I should be done around one. Is that a good time for you?”

“That’s fine.”

“Good, I’ll see you then.”

I hang up the phone and stare at it for a second. ‘I wonder what he wants,’ I think as I get up and head for the shower. After last week, just looking at running water gets me hard as I turn on the tap. He just took control like that, my skin’s tingling and breath is coming in short pants, and I’m not even touching myself. I can’t wait to see him tomorrow. I hope he did well at the meet Monday. At least he didn’t have to worry about school, the perks of being a good athlete I guess. I would love to see that body in motion today, but with it being Monday, I had to deal with the market. I shake my head to rid me of those thoughts as I step into the spray. The shower is completely devoted to the memories of his body on mine, his taking possession of my being. We’re definitely going to have sex in the shower more often. That can be one of his belated birthday presents. He’s taken quite an interest in my jazz and blues collection so I got him several CDs. I’ll give him those first, then we’ll play. I’ll have to think of something to get him to need a shower first though…

I get up from my desk when I hear knocking. Luckily I’m in a pair of jeans so I don’t have to run off to the bedroom to find clothing. Besides, it’s just Andrew. I open the door to find not Andrew but my nightmare for the next four years.

“Can’t you wear something decent when you answer the door? You want people to know you’re a slut?” Paul said walking past me.

“Good to see you too, Paul. To what do I owe this lovely visit?” I say, sarcasm flowing in torrents.

“Can it. I want to know what you’ve come up with on the Baraly Corporation.”

“I was going to fax it to you tomorrow. I do know how to use those things, ya know. Why are you really here Paul,” I say as I watch him take in my surroundings.

“So all this is what my money’s paying for?” he says walking over to my computer. My screen savers are active so he can’t see how much he’s making at the current, he can’t see how much I’m making either thank goodness.

“Actually my mother’s money paid for all of this. Your money just pays for the gas in my car.”

“And of course you’ve got something that will drink up gas like water. Need something to attract the pretty little boys, don’t you.”

“The way you talk about me wanting boys all the time makes me think you’re jealous or something Paul. Really, what the hell do you want? You know I always fax info to you. There’s no need for you to come down here to talk shit to me. You do a good enough job of that over the phone,” I say walking over to him and turning off the screens.

“What are you hiding from me?”

“Just my kiddy porn. Don’t want you to get a hard on. It might give you a heart attack.”

“Only sick bastards like you would get off on kids.”

“And only closet bastards like you would bother to tell me about it,” I look at him for a minute, “You know, I’m beginning to think you’re really interested in me. I mean, why you would go through so much just to know where I am when all you have to do is look at your bank accounts. I bet you got off on it when you saw that tape of me fucking Brandon back when I was in high school? Did you want to know what it was like to have your ass pounded? Or maybe you wanted to be the one pounding your cock into me. Is that it?” I stand there looking at his reaction as his face reddened. I didn’t care whether it was from anger or embarrassment that I knew his little secret. He’s into guys himself. I spied him jerking off to that tape a few weeks after he showed it to me. And I knew the cameras were still in my room and bathroom so I purposely gave him a show when I would shower or when I was changing clothes. Hell I even gave him the privilege of seeing me masturbate from time to time. I know he loved seeing it.

“I would never do such things with a whore like you. I can’t image why anyone would.”

“So you admit that you do like to shove your cock into some guy’s nice tight ass. I guessing the real reason why you’re here is because you want mine, don’t ya,” that earns me a hard slap. I feel blood collecting in my mouth. I put my hand to my face so that I can swallow and not give him the satisfaction of knowing that he’s drawn blood.

“You’ve got it wrong you little slut, I know who you’ve been fucking,” he says looking me hard in the eye, “You’re probably disease ridden already from that Bradenburg whore.” He’s only six feet tall but he likes to think he’s a giant. When I was younger, he was.

“The report on Baraly will be in your study in the morning. Now if you don’t mind, get the hell out of here. I’ve got company coming.”

“Some boy you’re taking advantage of I presume,” he says walking over to the entertainment center, “I’m glad your mother isn’t he-,”

“Don’t you dare bring my mother into this!”

He just looks at me, “She’d be ashamed of you, taking advantage of young boys like that.”

“You have no fucking clue how’d she feel now so leave her out of this!” There’s a knock on the door. I look at the clock, twelve forty-nine. I go to answer the door. I’m flush with relief to find Andrew on the other side.

“Detective, come in,” I say as I stand back to let Andrew come inside. He takes a look at me then to Paul.

“I’m not interrupting anything am I? I know I’m a bit early,” he spoke cautiously. His eyes come back and stay on me a second before looking back again at Paul.

“No not at all. Paul was just leaving,” I say glaring at him.

“Detective, I hope my son here isn’t causing problems in your city,” Paul says putting on his façade that the rest of the world knows so well.

“Not at all sir, he’s a good person. Andrew Tervan,” he says extending his hand.

“Paul Amshock,” he replies as they shake. He takes a look at his Rolex then back up to Andrew again, “Well, I hate to cut this short but I do have some business to take care of. It was a pleasure meeting one of the city’s finest,” he looks in my direction as he heads to the door that I’m still holding open, “I’ll talk to you tomorrow son.”

“Yeah, tomorrow,” I reply coldly as he makes his way out into the hall. I stare at him a brief moment before closing the door. I sigh then turn back to meet those chocolate brown eyes. I can’t help but think of Jake when I look at his brother.

“Looks like I came at a good time,” Andrew says as he comes over to me. He takes my chin between his thumb and index finger and turns my head to look at the reddening spot on my face, “I take it that was the only thing he did?”

“Yes,” I say moving his hand from my face, “It’s nothing really. So what did you want to talk to me about?”

Andrew looks at me for a moment before he speaks. I know he wants to push the issue a bit further, “Jake says you’re good with investments and such. How good are you?”

“Good enough to keep that man rolling in money,” I say as I walk over to my computer to turn on the screens. I’m relieved that he’s not saying more, “Was there something you had in mind?”

“I wanted to set up an account for Jake, just in case our folks find out before he graduates. I’m pretty sure they’ll throw him out when they know. I was talking the other day to a cousin of our, Terry. It seems about a month ago he came out to his folks and they tossed him on the street with nothing. He’s tried asking some of the other relatives for help but he’s being shunned by all of them. I had mentioned it in passing that I ran into him to our mom and she told me that I don’t have a cousin named Terry. I got it out of her that her brother and his wife threw him out the moment it came out of his mouth and that the family will have nothing to do with him. I don’t want that to happen with Jake. I want him to be able to support himself until he gets to college since I know he’ll have scholarships up the yin-yang. My only problem is I don’t know how to make a good deal that can help him should they find out like tomorrow or the next day. Does that make any sense?”

“Yes, I see what you’re saying,” I say sitting down in front of the screens, “Did you have a starting amount that you can work with?”

“I’ve got about four grand stashed away. Is that good enough?”

“I can work with that,” I say as I start creating a separate account, “Now are you looking to deal with options or stocks or what?”

“Yeah, I’ve got no clue where to start with all of that. I’m hoping you can work some magic in that department.”

“Ok, well, the market will be open until four pm so if you’re ready to start today all I need is an account number.”

“Good. I’ll call you with that since I didn’t bring any of that with me.”

“No problem. I pretty much do this for much of the day anyway so you can take your time,” I say as I complete the account. I can feel him starting at the side of my face, “There’s no need to worry about me Andrew. I’m old enough to fight back. Actually, that’s the first time he’s done that in a while. I was a bit surprised myself when he did it.”

“The question I’ve got is would he have done more had I not shown up when I did.”

I shrug and look at him, “Who knows. I haven’t done anything out of the ordinary despising that would make him want to hit me so I really can’t tell you.”

“Still…”

“Don’t worry, if things get out of hand you’ll be the first person I call detective.”

Andrew runs a hand through his hair, “Well let me go so I can get that information for you,” he says walking to the door. I get up to see him out. He opens the door and looks back, “Put some ice on that. Jake will ask a million questions when he sees it. I’m pretty sure he’ll be over today after school. I think he’s addicted to driving his truck now that he has his license.”

“I will,” I smile, “He does love that truck. You have a good day detective.”

“You too Aaron,” I close the door as he walks down the hall and touch my cheek.

Jake’s POV

The first thing I notice when Aaron opens the door is the dark red spot on the side of his face. I touch the spot gingerly as I look to see if there are any more, “What happened?”

“It’s nothing love, just had a visit from Paul.”

“This isn’t nothing Aaron. Why did he hit you? What was he doing here? Did he do anything else? He’s not coming back here is he? Did you let anyone-,”

“Jacob, love, please. I’m ok,” he says as he takes my hands in his. He leads me over to the sofa to sit. As soon as he sits down I’m on top of him, “Tell me what happened.”

“I went to the door thinking it was Andrew, but instead it was him. He came in claiming that he was here to get my reports on a company that he’s thinking about investing into. Why he’s actually here I don’t know.”

“He’s not coming to visit you again is he?”

“There’s a possibility that he might to-,”

“Hell no, don’t let him in here.”

“Jacob…”

“No,” I say taking his face gently in my hands, “He’s not coming anywhere near you while you’re alone.”

“Jacob, I can handle myself.”

“I don’t care. I don’t want him here unless someone’s here with you,” I place a light kiss on his lips, “What did Andrew say when he saw this?”

“He asked if this was the only time he struck me. And he wondered if that’s all Paul would have done if he wasn’t standing outside the door. He was supposed to come at one but he was early.”

“It’s a good thing he was,” I say.

“Jacob, honey, I’m ok. I’m not that weak that I can’t take a hit or two.”

“Still…”

“It’s over now, so let’s not talk about it anymore tonight,” he says as his hands come round to give my ass a squeeze, “I still have to give you your birthday presents.”

I just barely make it home in time for dinner. I try to hide the smile on my face so my mom doesn’t think I spent my time over at Ali’s doing things other than studying. Aaron wanted to give me a massage as part of my birthday present. And of course it ended in sex and of course we had to take a shower. I should have seen that coming. I can’t say that I didn’t like it. Maybe I am cut out to be a top. I mean, the way he was responding to me as I had him pinned against the wall…I need to stop thinking about it. I can’t get hard while I’m sitting here eating, that would be the worst.

“Son, are you feeling ok? You look a little red,” dad asks.

“I-I’m fine dad,” I respond, mom looks at me, oh shit.

“How was your study date tonight? Did you get everything covered?” she asks. Shit, she’s started the fire.

“Yes ma’am, everything except the art project that I have to finish and the math but we don’t get notes on that ‘til tomorrow.”

“What else were you doing while you were over there?”

“Huh?”

“You were smiling awfully big before you walked in Jakie,” Amber says. For the love of fuck! She would have to see me coming in the house.

“Nothin’, really, we were studying.”

“You can’t be that happy to study for exams,” Amber says leaning in, “Did you give her a kiss or something?”

“Amber!”

“Yes, Jacob, your sister has a point. You were looking a bit too happy when you got out of your truck,” mom says giving me a hard stare. Yes, she’s itching to rake me over the coals.

“And there’s something wrong with that? My first year of high school’s almost over. I’m the best in the nation in shot put. I’ve got a hot girlfriend that the guys at school are drooling over. I can’t be happy about that?” That got me the evil look. Oh boy…

“Jacob Michael-,”

Dad comes to my rescue, “Now Katlin, he does have a point. He’s had a great freshman year. So what if he kissed his girl. He’s supposed to do that sooner or later, though I have a feeling Ali kissed him,” he says grinning at me.

I look down at the table, it’s a perfect cover, “Yeah, she did,” thanks dad!

“Awwwww, Jakie’s first kiss!” Ambers says all girly like.

“Shut up,” I mumble.

“I should hope it doesn’t go any further than that until you’re married,” mom says. That kills the mood. For once I’m glad. It’ll make Amber shut up unless she wants to hear mom preach on about that crap, and I’m sure she doesn’t.

The rest of dinner had the conversation steered towards the end of the school year and whether or not I should get a job over the summer. I know that the bookstore near Aaron’s place is hiring so I go along with the idea. Mom limits it to Thursday through Sunday so there will be someone home with Amber. She starts to whine about how she doesn’t need someone to watch her and an argument almost starts between them until I make the suggestion that Ali hang out with her so they don’t have to rearrange their schedules. Mom agrees and Amber gives me a hug.

When I’m away from the rest of the family I take a look at the other present that Aaron gave me. It was a box of jazz and blues CDs like the ones he owns. I put on a Nina Simone CD and smile when Feelin’ Good starts to play. I take off my shoes and sit down on my bed, my smile getting bigger as I lie back. This definitely was a good day. The massage was fantastic. I don’t think I’ve ever gotten hard from someone touching me like that. I wanted to turn over and take him as soon as I felt his hands on my ass. Well, I pretty much did when his hands left my ass I was over and had him pinned to the bed licking every inch of the inside of his mouth. I didn’t give him a chance to complain about not being able to finish the massage. I stopped kissing him long enough to get his shirt off so I could nibble a trail down to his navel. That was one of the few chances his mouth was free to speak actual words and it didn’t last long. My shorts began getting tighter as I remembered taking off his shorts and finding skin beneath. I licked my lips and unbuttoned my shorts as I remembered looking into his eyes before taking his cock in my mouth, truly beautiful. I love the way he moans, the way his hands feel in my hair as I’m bobbing up and down on his shaft. I loved feeling him shudder when I took the bottle of oil and put some on my fingers then teased his entrance. I took as much time as I could prepping him simply because I wanted to watch him as I pleasured him. He’s beautiful to watch. I love the motions his body makes when I suck on just his head, the way his back arches when I hold him in my hand and lightly lick his slit the blow on it.

When I’m done teasing him with my fingers I make my way back up his body to kiss him before filling him. I love the way his fingers dig into my shoulders as I fill him. He didn’t want me to stop moving as soon as I was inside him so I set out a steady pace. At first I wasn’t caring if I was late for dinner. I wanted this man beneath me to writhing in pleasure. Then my need took over and the pace quickened. Aaron didn’t mind at all, in fact he wanted more and I really wasn’t in the mood to deny him. I latched onto his neck as I thrust into that glorious heat. He’s gonna have a time trying to cover that hickey the next few days. His cock felt good rubbing against my stomach and he was delirious with pleasure. His arms were around my neck as he moved against my body to gain release. I had to take my shorts and my boxers off. There was no way the monster between my legs was going to stay covered. It’s a good thing I locked my door and the music was just loud enough to cover any moans that manage to escape the pillow I cover my face with as I start to stroke myself.

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