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Dylan - Chapter 26

I could not believe what I was reading on my iPhone,

Dear Mr. Furman,

We have attempted to reach you by telephone and have left two voice mail messages. As it is now the end of the day, we wanted to provide you with an update on Mrs. Teresa Petrov’s arrangements.

Mrs. Petrov’s remains have not been released to us and the medical examiner has not been able to provide any estimate of when it would. Apparently, the results of the autopsy have shown evidence of an inconsistent conclusion between the cause of death, as reported by the attending physician, and the findings by the county coroner. They have determined that lab tests and her medical history from her family doctor will be required and, in our experience, it could delay the release 24-72 hours.

We are on standby to execute your wishes for Mrs. Petrov’s final arrangements as soon as she has been released to our care and we recommend not making any service plans until that is done to avoid extra costs and emotional upheaval for her young son.

As always, we are available 24/7 if you have any questions or concerns.

Lavergne Zammit
Funeral Director

It is only because Teresa was an out-of-state visitor that an autopsy was required at all. She has been dead 24 hours and it seems so unusual and unseemly that it was going to take up to three more days to just release her body. This is going to upset Dylan and certainly leave everyone hanging as we all wait to get the funeral behind us.

“Walt!” Alicia said as she poked me in the arm with her hand. “Where did you go,” she asked in an annoyed voice. She had tried to get my attention twice before and I was oblivious as I studied and considered the remarkable email from the funeral home.

“Sorry Ali, just something important from the office I had to review,” I lied as I did not want to discuss the news with everyone within ear shot. I certainly did not want to spoil Dylan’s special day.

“Now that Mr. Furman has returned, I just wanted to suggest that we head back to the room and get unpacked into our new space, let Randy and Dylan change into something less formal and then come back to one of the parks in a couple of hours and have dinner and do some rides,” Ali announced. Everyone was either very happy with her orders or had no intention to push back as she seemed that she had already decided for everyone.

We all finished up our last plates from the buffet, paid the bill and started to walk slowly to the door. Everyone was stuffed and perhaps the word waddle was more appropriate to use, but clearly nobody was in a hurry.

As we left the restaurant, there was a small cluster of young kids waiting by the door, wanting autographs and selfies with Randy and Dylan. They had been at the announcement earlier and decided they would wait until after we finished dinner to accost the boys.

We all watched in awe as Randy and Dylan greeted their fans and posed with kids, and a couple of adults, for selfies. I helped by taking some of the pictures with the phones and cameras from the kids and their parents. Markus was standing beside the boys acting as their assistant to make the impromptu meet and greet orderly and safe. He kept watching the boys sign napkins, park maps and even a couple of arms of the girls that were geeking out meeting the new and cute boy stars; but he looked agitated.  

Ali had the presence of mind to snap pictures of the melee and also to fuss about the boys’ appearance having just pigged out on an all-you-can-eat buffet, some of it adhered to their faces and clothing.

As the last young girl got her selfie and autographs, she leaned in and snuck a kiss on Randy’s cheek and then turned her head and did the same to Dylan.  The looks on their faces was priceless. Dylan did not look pleased and Randy blushed, but they were still really nice to the girl, who looked to be 13 or 14.

“I know this was a lot for you to absorb today, but this is likely going to be the new normal for you. I am just surprised that the little announcement at the castle caused that much attention already… before you have even had your show premier. This is a very good sign!”, Markus said.

“Will girls constantly be trying to kiss us? That last one was the only one that caught us, but half the others tried,” Dylan said.

“Yes, I suspect they will but we will be better prepared once you guys start getting better known. One thing we will need to work on is how to sign autographs. You were both printing your names, you will need to develop a cursive signature to look professional,” Markus said.

“Told you cursive was important,” I smirked and remarked, feeling proud of myself as my nagging of Randy for the need to put more effort into learning it had been justified. It was a proud day and a solid point for old dad! Randy rolled his eyes at my comment.

“I though it was fun and I didn’t even mind the kiss!”, Randy said.

Ali got us all moving and directed us down Main Street USA to head back to the hotel. I fell back a bit to talk privately to Tommy. I wanted to know if he had any thoughts on the news from the funeral home.

“It is rare that they hold the body for anything except a criminal investigation. Even when waiting for labs, my experience is that they release the body for the funeral,” Tommy said.

“Yea, that was my feeling as well but what could possibly be leading the examiner to suspect criminality?” I said.

“Let me make some calls to the hospital in the morning and see if anyone there knows anything,” Tommy offered.

“You have already bent the rules and risked your job a couple dozen times over the last 4 days, please don’t get yourself in trouble,” I said.  Tommy just smiled, said nothing and kept walking.

We decided to skip the monorail and burn off more of our gluttony by walking to the Contemporary. 

Up ahead in our procession, Ali stayed alone and took a phone call as we walked. We were half way across the bus bays between the hotel and the Magic Kingdom. I watched as she flailed her left hand around a bit, she finished the call but continued to hold the phone in her hand with purpose.

Ali slowed her pace and allowed Dylan, Aaron and Randy to catch up. She was noticeably slowing the procession and soon everyone was walking in one group at a much slower speed.

As we arrived at the front door to the hotel Ali mysteriously kept alternating between looking at her watch and phone. We entered and Ali announced, “I want to go see what the pool looks like and maybe we can come down later for a swim.”

Tommy said, “I am going to head up the room, I will meet you there.” I noticed Ali whisper something to Tommy and then he said, “On second thought, I would like to see the pool too.”

“What is going on Mrs. Furman,” I said to Ali.

“Nothing, what are you talking about,” she responded.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a boy going up the escalator and he was pointing me out to somebody already out of view. At the distance and, having just come in from the bright day outside, I was unable to make out who it was. Perhaps he was pointing at someone else and it was just my cute boy radar that had me looking.

“You are acting pretty strangely and I know you are up to something. It as if you are trying delay us from going to the room for some reason,’ I said.

“Walter, your imagination is running wild. I just want to see the pool. You know how much I love pools,” she smiled at me and moved back to lead the group toward the pool area. Markus peeled off saying he needed to go pick up something he had left at reception earlier.

Her last comment was particularly strange, because she does not like pools, much less love them.

“Can’t we just go see the pool later, I have got to pee!” Randy announced to everyone.

“Me too,” Ryan said. “Me three,” Rob said.

Just as she was going to say something, her phone pinged. She took it out, thumbed the messaging app and smiled at the text, “Sure, let’s go to the room now and we can check out the pool later.” She then led the group to the elevator lobby.

As we entered the elevator, Mickey’s voice made his cheerful announcements and the elevator ascended on its trip to the 14th floor. I was studying Ali’s face, that was pasted with a “I’ve got a secret,” look on it. As the elevator doors opened, it just dawned on me who that kid on the escalator was and a pang of excitement ran through my body as I put together what she had been cooking up.

“Randy, can you run ahead and open the door for us,” Ali said handing him her Key to the World card. He ran ahead closely followed by his new partner in crime, Dylan.

Ali had her phone out, texted something and stopped in the hall causing everyone else to fall in behind her.

As Randy turned the handle and pushed the door open, we all heard the scream, ”Surprise!” from the voices of my other kids, Julia and Aaron, my father and mother and another familiar voice I could not immediately identify.

We all proceeded into the room and my 12-year-old son Aaron Walter launched himself at me and Julia at Ali. My mom and dad were hugging Randy and Dylan. Looking beyond the four surprise guests was the 5th voice I could not identify earlier … my great friend Donny!

I lost it at this point, seeing all the people I most loved in the world was more than I could take, and I broke down in tears of joy. With Aaron Walter still attached to me like a human sized parasitic growth, Donny walked over to me with a big smile and embraced me in a warm hug.

“You are crushing me,” Aaron Walter said. He had been sandwiched between our bodies as we hugged.

“It is great to see you,” I said to Donny.

“You too Walt. I am so excited about your move to Florida and Randy’s big success today!” Donny said.

Aaron Walter, still hanging from me, transferred his body to drape his 12-year-old frame on Donny. “Uncle Donny!”

“Hey Junior,” Donny said while he squeezed the boy.

Junior was Donny’s nickname for Aaron. Aaron was a clone of me and many would often refer to him as ‘junior’ when he was younger.

Apparently, this surprise party and reunion was instigated and organized by Markus and Ali who felt that Randy and Dylan needed to celebrate the boys success and Markus’s good fortune to be representing the new Disney Channel boy heart throbs. This was exactly what his agency needed right now as he was well on his way to becoming the “go to” guy for tween and young teen boys in Hollywood. He couldn’t wait to issue press releases to Variety and The Hollywood Reporter.

Realizing that not everyone was acquainted with one another, Walt played the good host and introduced everyone and gave a short explanation of where they fit in.

No sooner had Walt finished that there was a knock on the door. Ryan answered it and in walked Markus with an enormous file folder of paper.

“Boys and Girls, ladies and gentlemen. My name is Markus Rich and I am the luckiest talent agent and manager in the world today because I represent the two most talented boys in the world who, as of today, are on their way to becoming the next Disney Stars – Master Randy Furman and Master Dylan Butler and in this folder are the very generous and exclusive contracts that make this official!” Markus announced with great flourish.

A cheer went up. Aaron Walter, Julia, Ryan and Aaron Reid all threw confetti in the air that Ali had given them as Markus made his announcement. On cue, Tommy turned on Queen’s “We are the Champions” on the sound system and everyone gave the boys high fives, more hugs for all and kisses from the grandparents. Ali and I hugged Markus for his hard work to make this all happen.

Another knock on the door and Ryan answered it again. When he saw who was there, he simply pulled the door open wide and stepped aside.

Ricky walked in the room and got everyone’s attention. “Boys and Girl, Ladies and Gentlemen, a few of Randy and Dylan’s fellow Disney Cast Members wanted to drop by and welcome them to the Disney family,” and in walked Mickey Mouse, Pluto, Donald Duck, Chip & Dale and Goofy, who had been waiting for their cues.

The boys beamed and everyone was snapping pictures. Ricky presented the boys with Disney Cast pins with their first names and state printed on them, just like Ricky and all cast members throughout the company.

When he was finished, I went to Ricky and hugged him and thanked him for the nice surprise for the boys. He motioned at Ali and said, “It was all your wife and Markus. Getting my friends to drop by in costume and making those tags was easy. Markus and your wife arranged the flights and orchestrated everything at the park and here in the room. They are pretty amazing with the pixie dust.”

“They sure are,” I said and stood back and watched the festivities.

Donny, having shed Aaron Walter from his body, joined me to observe the frenzy. 

“So, what is the story with Dylan. Is he the latest member of ‘Walt’s Waifs’?” he asked with a knowing grin on his face.

“What makes you say that?” I asked.

“Well, actually Ali filled me in a bit when she called and ordered me to drop everything immediately and get to Orlando. I put together the rest on my own. It’s kind of a sad story though… much more interesting and a lot more tragic than mine for sure,” Donny said.

“Dylan is truly a waif. He lost his dad in Afghanistan when he was younger, his mom unexpectedly yesterday and to top it all off in a truly Disney like story, he has a truly evil step father. It is as if God puts me in the right place at the right time to be able to help and Dylan sure needed it,” I said.

Aaron Reid wandered over looking frustrated. “Walt, having two boys named Aaron in the same place is too confusing. Every time somebody calls for Aaron, both of us look,” he said.

Donny had not laid eyes on Aaron Reid up to this point and his eyes seemed to pop out of their sockets as he was taken aback by this gorgeous little boy standing before him. “Well hello there, cutie pie. Who are you?” Donny said.

I cringed slightly at Donny’s words, but I knew his to be quite flamboyant at times.

“This is Aaron Reid. He is a new friend and will be staying with us for a while so that his mother can deal with some legal business,” I responded.

“My mom is in jail. She is a drug addicted hooker and she almost died yesterday,” Aaron blurted out in a matter of fact way.

I had not expected Aaron to refer to his mother that way and I was stunned at his bluntness.  Donny was still grappling for a way to respond.

Aaron saw the look on our faces and responded before either of us could speak. “My Grandmother always told me to tell the truth and face facts. Walt you have shown me what real parents are supposed to be like today and I have decided that I have to face the facts about my mom. She can never be like you or Ali,” Aaron said.

“Aaron, you must have faith that people can change. Your mom needs help and we are going to make sure she gets it. She loves you, but she has had a hard life and drug addiction is a sickness. Don’t give up on her, you are all she has,” I said.

Aaron cheerfully nodded. “I won’t give up on her, but she has always been a mess… even when she was a kid herself. I hope she gets better, but I am done being poor, ignored and having to watch that mom doesn’t overdose or get beaten up by one of her boyfriends.”

I got down on my knees and hugged the boy. He seemed really depressed about his situation.

I remained on my knees, and pushed his body away from mine slightly so I could make direct eye contact with him and said clearly, calmly and slowly, “I have told you before and I will say it again and again until you believe it. We love you unconditionally and we will promise you that you will always have our love, a safe home, good food, a first-class education, toys to play with, wonderful friends and lots of fun. We will make sure that you grow up to be a man that will one day make this world a better place. We will do everything we can for your mom too and we will love her, because she is your mom and she is the reason that you are alive and healthy and ready to conquer the world. Do you understand this Aaron?”

Aaron had tears in his eyes and his bottom lip was quivering.

“Yes, I understand Walt. Thank you for saving me,” he said and lunged back into my arms for another hug. Our hug lasted a few minutes and I only released him when he stopped crying.

“Sorry Aaron, I forgot to finish introducing the two of you, Aaron, this is my dear friend Donny. I have known him since he was your age and he is one of my very best friends. Oh… and he works for Disney!” I said.

Donny also had leaking eyes but responded with a big warm smile. He stuck out his hand to shake, not feeling that he knew the boy well enough to hug him. Aaron looked at the outstretched hand, seemed confused and instead hugged the man. Donny wrapped his arms around he boy and patted his back as they remained embraced. They released each other and I noticed the boys studying Donny.

“Isn’t Donny a name for a kid?  Shouldn’t you be Don or Donald?  Are you gay? I am and I have good gaydar and I think you are gay. You dress and smell gay and you are way too good looking to be straight. Oh, and the way you said ‘Hello there, cutie pie’ sounded incredibly gay.”

“Aaron!” I said, shocked at his question.

Donny laughed, “It’s OK Walt. You are a very intuitive little boy. I don’t mind the question; I am proud of who I am. Yes, I am gay Aaron.”

“Called it!” Aaron exclaimed with a fist pump like he had just won a video game.

Donny chuckled again and cupped Aaron cheek, “I like you Aaron. You are cool little kid.”

“You like me or do you like-like me,” Aaron said and again Donny chuckled and ruffled his hair.

At this point I was blushing and speechless at this new side of Aaron I was seeing and hearing. He was obviously becoming more comfortable with his situation and showing his real personality. I could imagine his bluntness comes from the environment he has grown up in. I had certainly seen other hints of a bad case of growing up too fast.

Donny did not further qualify his degree of “like.”

Quickly changing the subject back to the issue of clarifying Aaron’s name so that he and Aaron Walter could be distinguished.  I called over Aaron Walter and the four of us discussed a solution.

“Aaron Walter, Aaron Reid has said that the two of you are having issues sharing the same name. Do either of you have a suggestion how we should handle that?” I asked.

“I have an idea, I will be Aaron the Elder and he can be Aaron the Younger,” Aaron Walter suggested.

Aaron Reid wrinkled his nose at that, “I am only one year younger than you.”

“That sounds very medieval,” Donny joked.

“Aaron Reid, do you have any nick names,” I asked.

“Yea, my mom calls me Mouse,” Aaron Reid said.

“Is that because you like Mickey Mouse?” Donny asked.

“No, it’s because my mom said I had balls the size of a mouse,” Aaron said.

Aaron Walter doubled over in laughter. Donny and I looked at each other sharing a silent giggle.

“They aren’t mouse-sized anymore, but they were. Wanna see? They look really cool now?” Aaron asked as he reached for the waist band of his shorts.

“No!” I quickly responded. Donny and Aaron Walter kind of shrugged as if they were curious and would have liked to have seen.

“Do you like that nickname?” Donny asked.

“I don’t like why I got it, but I do like it,” Aaron responded.

“Then, from this point forward, you shall be known as Mouse,” I said with an official sounding voice.

“Walt, can I ask Donny some questions about being gay?  He is the first gay adult I have actually met,” Mouse said.

I looked at Donny, he smiled at me and nodded his head.

“Sure buddy, you two chat and get to know each other, I need to go and visit with everyone anyway,” I said.

Mouse took Donny’s hand, “Can we go to your room so we can talk privately. I have lots of questions!” he asked.

Donny looked at me with an expression I couldn’t really read.

“Aaron, I mean Mouse, maybe you guys should just stay here. I am sure Donny hasn’t had time to check into his room yet,” I said trying to help Donny out and also because I was concerned about what Mouse would try based on the sexual precociousness he has been exhibiting since he joined us.

“Sure, I have. It is a couple doors down from here. If it is ok with you Walt, it is ok with me.” Donny said way too eagerly.

I nodded my head silently and the two of them headed out of the room with Mouse holding Donny’s hand, like they had known each other more than 20 minutes. I should have warned Donny about Mouse and his sexual curiosity and perpetual horniness; being alone together in his room might not be a good plan.

Aaron and I rejoined the rest of the gang and enjoyed reconnecting and celebrating the big day. Everyone was getting along great and Aaron and Julia fit in like they had been with us from the beginning of this crazy adventure. Aaron was sticking close to his little brother and Dylan. Julia seemed smitten by Ryan and did not leave his side.

Ali and I finally had a few moments to catch up and talk, just the two of us.  I filled her in on Aaron Reid’s new nickname and explained that he was with Donny chatting. Ali filled me in on all of the organization she and Markus had done while waiting at the studio.

She booked three other rooms for the night on the same floor and Donny, as a senior Disney Cast Member, arranged his own complimentary room. She and I would stay in the 2-bedroom Presidential Suite along with Julia. Dylan, Randy, Mouse and Aaron would stay in the 2-bedroom lock-off suite attached to ours. Our old room, the Vice-Presidential Suite, would be occupied by Rob, Ryan, Tommy and Markus if they wanted to stay the night with us. Mom and dad have their own studio room.

“You are a marvel,” I said to Alicia in awe of her organizational skills.

“Takes one to know one,” she replied.

Ricky interrupted to advise us that the characters had to leave now as it was the end of their shift. We took a full group photo and then they marched out the door with Ricky leading the way.

Ali updated everyone on their accommodations and handed out key cards. Everyone drifted off to their rooms with the understanding that we were to meet up for a late dinner in the Magic Kingdom and go for a swim after.

As soon as the hub bub quieted down, I excused myself to go and lie down for a few minutes, I was exhausted. I excused myself and disappeared into the palatial master bedroom, a room so large it likely had its own zip code. I stripped off my pants and slipped into the king-sized bed in my boxers and thumbed through the news on my phone.

Dylan wandered in silently, stripped off his shirt and pants, crawled in the bed, snuggled up to me, put his arm around my torso and his head on my chest and promptly fell asleep. I enjoyed snuggling with my boy and held him close while he dreamt of his new and exciting future.

*****

Mouse and Donny sat at the dining room table in Donny’s one-bedroom suite and Mouse starting peppering him with questions almost from the second the door closed behind them.

“When did you figure out you were gay?” Mouse asked.

“When I was about your age. I started to figure it out when I starting puberty at 11 and shortly after my 12th birthday I was absolutely sure.” Donny replied.

“Did you have anybody to talk to about it. I don’t and it is very hard keeping it a secret and figuring it all out.”

“I told by big-brother Mark and he helped me a lot. Walt too, he and Mark were friends and he treated me like his little brother. They both helped me understand and answered my questions. They did not want me to tell anyone until I was 14, when I was sure of my orientation and also because my parents would go crazy.”

“So, when did you tell your mom and dad?”

“Actually, I didn’t tell them. The parents of a close friend told them that he caught his son and I having sex when I slept over one night. That was the day I told you about when I finally realized that I was gay. It was also the moment in time that I wished I could change or just die.”

“Die! Did you try to commit suicide?”

“I didn’t try, but I thought about it a lot. I did not have a great home life and it was going to get a lot worse.”

“Were you poor too?”

“No, my family were, and still are, very wealthy. My parents are workaholics and they really didn’t spend any time with me and treated me more as an inconvenience than as a son. I was alone a lot. I was mostly raised by nannies and my brother.”

“Were your parents mad when they found out?”

“Not sure mad quite covers it. My mom cried for weeks and my dad actually threw me out of the house… I still can’t believe how any father can be so cruel. I was only 12 and he threw me out! Other than suddenly learning their child was gay, I was a really good kid!  I was tidy, got good grades, never gave them any trouble, but he physically grabbed me by the arm and dragged me outside the gates of our home and said “You are no longer my son, you faggot. Never come back here. He closed and locked the gates and went inside leaving me alone in the dark with nowhere to go,” Donny explained.

Donny continued, “If it wasn’t for my big brother Mark, I am not sure what would have happened to me. He snuck me back inside until my dad calmed down. He eventually got over it and my mom stopped crying, but until the day I left for college, they treated me differently… like I was a border in their home and not their child. They refused to let me go to Church with them saying that I was an embarrassment. My parents fired my nanny and my brother moved out permanently to take a job upstate when I was 13. I felt abandoned and alone. Mark arranged for Walt to look out for me since he lived and worked in the same neighbourhood that I lived in. He saved my life; he is my hero and best friend.”

Mouse looked shocked at this story, he had never told his mom and was now worried what might happen when he did.

“I see that look of worry on your face Mouse. Things are different now and more people are accepting of gay people. The world is getting better, it is not perfect, but it is better than when I was your age and it will keep improving. You have Walt and Ali in your corner and they will help you tell your mom,” Donny said.

“When you and your friend got caught by his dad, was that the first time you did sex stuff,” Mouse asked.

“No, I had done sex stuff, as you call it, for about a year at that point but that was my first real crush on another person. His name was Jamie and I was in love,” Donny said.

Of course, Donny had his first sexual experience with Walt at Euro Disney back in 1992, but he decided that was too much information at this time and he was sure I would not approve of him telling this carefully guarded decades old secret. The experience with Jamie really was the defining moment of his sexual identity anyway.

“Hmm. I have never had a crush on anybody yet but I have done some sex stuff,” Mouse said and giggled nervously.

“Want to discuss that?” Donny asked.

“No, I don’t think I should because it was secret. But I did get molested by Dylan’s step-father this morning. It was some touching, nothing too much,” Mouse said.

“I am sorry… you were molested this morning… as in today? Does Walt know?” Donny asked aghast.

“Yes, this morning. I will tell you the whole story later. The man is in jail, Walt beat them up bad,” Mouse said trying to recall the event which was a total blur now.

“Listen Mouse, you don’t have to rush yourself. Even to decide if you are gay or not. You are what, 10 or 11, you have your whole life ahead of you. I didn’t know for sure until I was 12 and only when I actually fell in love with a boy. Every boy likes to experiment with his penis and sometimes even play naked games with male friends. That does not mean you are gay; it just means you are growing up. Don’t worry about a label just yet, take the time to figure it out” Donny said.

“But all I think about is doing sex stuff with boys and even men. I really don’t like girl parts... they scare me. I got excited at the motel pool when I saw cute boys swimming but I am not interested in the girls, even when they wanted to play sexy games,” Mouse said.

“Maybe you are gay then. But whether you are gay, straight, bi or whatever; those are just labels. You need to decide what makes you happy and who you really are. Pick boyfriends, or girlfriends, based on who they are and how they make you feel, not for what part is found between their legs,” Donny said.

“Donny, do you like young boys too? Like, boys my age?” Mouse said.

Donny was taken aback at that question. This conversation suddenly took a turn and Donny had a feeling that this was a question that could lead to more than he had bargained for.

“Do you mean like or like-like,” Donny said trying to stall and lighten the moment.

“Why do you ask that question buddy? I mean, yes, I like boys and girls very much. If you are asking if I like boys sexually, I don’t want to lie to you… yes, I do,” Donny admitted.

“Really!” Mouse happily exclaimed.

“Yes, but that does not mean I have ever done anything with a boy. Well, at least not since I was a child myself. I read fictional stories on the internet about men and boys who have sex and I enjoy thinking about boys, but the world hates men who love boys sexually, almost as much as they hate murderers. The law ruins their lives and put them in jail when they are found out. My adult relationships have been with adult men only and my involvement with boys is to look and not touch,” Donny explained.

Mouse got very silent and suddenly he got up off the bench seat at the dining room table. He walked over to the window and stared out of it for several minutes. As if he had decided something, he turned around and plopped down on the couch. Donny stayed seated at the table wondering if he had freaked the boy out by his admission or maybe disappointed him with the legal reasons, he avoided a relationship with a boy. Mouse remained silent and stared off into space like he was working something out in his mind.  

Donny decided to break the silence and said, “Let’s head back and see what Walt and the gang are up to.”

“I like it here. Can we stay in your room for a while longer? I like talking to you,” Mouse said as he kicked off his shoes and socks.

“You stopped talking so suddenly, so I wasn’t sure you still wanted to talk. I thought I said something that upset you. What else do you want to talk about,” Donny asked with a nervous tremble in his voice.

“Do you have kids,” Mouse asked.

“No kids or even a boyfriend right now. I am so busy at work; I don’t really have any time for a relationship.”

It had been about thirty minutes since Donny and Mouse left and I was feeling guilty about not warning him about the boy and his perpetual state of arousal. I decided to text him to check in.

“I should have warned you that Mouse is perpetually horny and I have no doubt will try and get you to do something sexual with him. Just FYI, until yesterday, he lived in a one-room motel with a prostitute mother and was exposed to all sorts of sexual situations.”

Almost immediately the response came back,

“I am starting to see that now but I can handle an 11-year-old.”

Walt responded,

“That is what I thought back in 1992 in France… LOL. Be careful.”

Mouse had stretched out on the couch with one leg flat on the cushions and the other bent at the knee and splayed open like he was trying to get Donny to look up his pant leg.

“When you were a kid, did you ever do sex stuff with an adult,” Mouse asked as he started to swing his bent leg back and forth trying to draw Donny to sneak a look.

“I don’t really feel comfortable answering that, Mouse,” Donny said in a voice that was too cross sounding. I surprised myself at the terseness of my response.

Mouse sat up and looked startled. “I am sorry, I am asking you too many questions,” Mouse said and Donny could see tears in the corners of his eyes.

“Hey, it’s ok buddy,” Donny said as he stood up and moved to sit beside the boy.

“I am just not comfortable talking about specifics about my sex life with a young boy,” Donny continued.

Mouse sat there with a dejected look on his face. Donny, afraid to hug him in case he took that as an invitation to do more. He really wanted to try to make him feel better although every instinct said that he should keep his hands to himself.

“Do you want to head back to Walt’s room now, or still hang out here,” Donny asked.

In a small voice Mouse responded, “Here please,” he paused and then said in the same voice, “Don’t you like me?”

“Mouse, I don’t really know you very well yet but you seem like a very nice boy. And you are really very cute too,” Donny said mentally kicking himself for the cute comment. That was grammar school code for telling somebody you have a crush on them. He was concluding rapidly that his assurance to Walt that he could handle an 11-year-old boy was utterly untrue.

“You think I am cute?” Mouse said in an excited voice with a giant Cheshire Cat grin on his face.

“Check this out, I’ll show you cute,” Mouse said and then pulled his t-shirt over his head and threw in on the floor.

Mouse was rubbing his hands over his slim torso and chest to show off his young and beautiful body to Donny.

“Yes, you are a very handsome and fit young man. Maybe cute was not the right word,” Donny said.

Mouse took Donny’s hand and placed it on his tummy and moved it is circles. Donny was starting to enjoy this. Touching Mouse’s tummy sent shivers up and down his spine, gave him butterflies in his stomach, inflate his penis to maximum erection mode and made his heart race.

“Mmmm, that feels nice. Does it feel nice to you too,” Mouse asked while still directing the willing hand in widening circles that now covered the entirety of Mouse’s tummy and chest.

This boy was not talking like an 11-year-old. Asking Donny if ‘rubbing his belly felt nice to him too’, was seductive language that his mother likely used in his presence back at that motel with her clients.

Donny nodded and gulped knowing that this was the opportunity that he had dreamt of for so long, but had resisted. He took over control of his hand and continued to stroke Mouse’s tummy and chest. Mouse lay down on the couch and Donny didn’t miss a beat and continued to rub with his hand and sometimes trace with the tips of his fingers giving Mouse goose bumps from the feelings.

Mouse, was lying on the couch clothed only in a pair of shorts and his underwear. Donny continued to stroke the pretty little boy before him as if he were in a trance.

“Take my shorts off,” Mouse requested.

Donny, trembling, complied and put his fingers under the elastic waste band of Mouse’s shorts, and pulled them down. Mouse raised his bum so he could get them over his bubble-like butt. He continued and pulled them off his feet and tossed them to where Mouse had dropped his shirt earlier. Mouse, now clad only in his new white cotton briefs that Ali had bought for him from Target yesterday.

Donny sat staring at the near naked 11-year-old before him and clearly saw a very stiff penis pointing towards Mouse’s head and tightly ensconced in the boys undies.

“Please rub me some more,” Mouse asked.

Donny started at his little feet and rubbed each foot and between each tiny toe. Donny had never been intimate with a young boy as an adult, and he marveled at how new and fresh every part of Mouse’s body was. Holding a foot in his hand, he noted how soft it was and that there was not a mark or blemish to be seen.

As Donny continued to massage and feel every inch of Mouse’s body, he lifted each leg feeling the developing muscles beneath the surface while enjoying the silkiness of his hair free skin. He wanted to feel him with his lips and bent over and lightly grazed his leg with his lips and then kissed his lower calf up to his knees.

He explored each knee and especially loved the feel of their backs. Mouse moaned and smiled at Donny clearly enjoying the attention as Donny massaged and touched every inch of his knees. The front of Mouse’s knees were soft, but not as much as the rest of his legs. From the very light and faded marks, it appears that the boy had had a few scrapes there over his 11 tender years. Donny once again bent over and kissed each knee on the front and back causing Mouse to moan and shiver.

Donny put both of Mouse’s legs flat on the couch and stood up. He bent down and lifted the boy lovingly in his arms. Donny raised his arms and put them around Donny’s neck and buried his face in his neck.

Donny carried Mouse to the bedroom, where the bed had already been turned down for the night by the Mousekeeping cast. Donny lay him on the bed sheet and then pulled the sheets the rest of the way down. Donny stood and admired the gorgeous boy before him for a few moments. Mouse stared into Donny’s eyes as the man devoured his body.

“Is what I am doing ok sweetie? We can stop anytime.” Donny asked.

“Yes, it is, I have never felt so nice before. Can you keep rubbing me?” Mouse asked sweetly.

Donny got on the bed beside the boy and continued where he left off working on his thighs. Mouse spread his legs widely giving Donny more access, and was clearly displaying his arousal under the cotton briefs he was still wearing.

He kneaded each hairless, blemish-free thigh up to the hem of his briefs, but not beyond almost as if he was intentionally teasing Mouse. In fact, he was trying hard to not assume that the boy wanted sexual contact as he specifically asked him to take off his shorts. When he started out, Donny was earnestly trying to resist fooling around with the boy but his resolve had broken down and he desperately wanted to unwrap the cotton-wrapped package that was so tantalizingly laid before him.

Donny finished up on Mouse’s thighs but enjoying the smoothness, he rubbed his cheek against it. As he did this, he got a good whiff of the boy’s scent and it was intoxicating. It was a combination of the Disney H20 body wash that he loves so much, mixed with a very slight smell that he could not identify but he figured that it was the smell young boy sweat. Both smells infused with the essence of a clean fresh skin that brought back sweet memories of Jamie so many years ago and was putting his libido in hyperdrive.

Skipping over Mouse’s brief covered boy parts, he started the massage again on his tummy above the waist band of his Cat & Jack boy briefs. He grazed his hand in circles over Mouse’s tummy, starting with large ones and getting smaller until he reached his perfect and cute innie belly button. He had a thought of what an artist his mother’s obstetrician was to tie the most picture-perfect navel he had ever seen.

He rubbed his hand back and forth over the little indent and gradually ended up with a single finger that lightly poked the glorious tummy crater. Mouse was whimpering at this point; the feelings were so intoxicating.

“That feels so good Donny, don’t stop,” Mouse whimpered.

Donny bent over and stuck his tongue in and licked and kissed around his little navel and tummy. Mouse put his hands on the back of Donny’s head and was trying to push him down to pay attention to the hard tube that was hiding in its cloth enclosure. Donny held his ground and would not go any further south… for now.

Mouse’s penis was flexing in his briefs as if to hypnotize the man who was pleasuring this little boy’s body without even acknowledging that the best parts were right there and ready to sample.

Donny moved further north and decided to pay some attention to the boy’s arms and hands. He started massaging his palms and stroked each dainty finger using lewd looking masturbation style stokes that were lost on Donny as his eyes were closed as he basked in the feelings.

Donny moved to his little arms and noticed the first sign of hair. Not really hair he realized, but more like the fuzz on a peach. He used his lips and cheeks to feel the light downy fur. Moving up his arm to his elbows, he spent time rubbing the crook of his arm. As he did that, he felt the boys heart beating through a pulse point there.

Donny closed his eyes and just felt the beat of his heart pounding through the artery in the back of his elbow. The beat made Donny feel like he was part of this boy and it was that moment that he fell in love. Feeling his heart beating was almost like an electrical connection was established between them. He sought out more pulse points and then put his ear to the boys chest. Donny was overwhelmed with emotion as he heard and felt that rhythm of life that they shared.

Donny lifted his head and resumed massaging, this time his chest, where he gazed at the two tiny nipples. They were raised slightly from the stimulation of his hand rubbing back and forth over them. He moved on to feel his chest and he traced each rib with his finger. Mouse arched his back and his penis was again flexing in his briefs.

Donny bent over and kissed each nipple and sat up to gauge the boy’s reaction. Donny mewed like a kitten and Donny went back and licked and sucked each boy nipple causing the moans to get louder and included some serious panting. Donny moved down the centre of Donny’s chest with his tongue, over his stomach and appeared to be heading to the prize package when he stopped at his briefs, sat up and said “Flip over sweetie, time for the other side.”

Donny flipped onto his tummy and Donny’s breath was taken away. The contour of the boys back and cotton encased bum were art. Michelangelo would have thrown David out of bed and embraced Donny as his muse. Donny was transfixed and Mouse was concerned that Donny had fallen asleep.

“Why aren’t you doing anything,” Mouse asked.

“Mouse, you are simply so beautiful, I was just taking it all in,” Donny replied.

Having memorized every square inch of this boy god, Donny started to touch him again, starting with fingers tracing his spine from waist band to the base of his skull. Donny’s hands spread out to massage his entire back. He gave the boy a light, but good, massage that served to relax Mouse even more than he was already.

As Donny was working on Mouse’s lower back, he spotted the same downy fur covering the area and disappearing just above the waste band of his briefs. Donny leaned in and applied butterfly kisses over his entire back, down his legs and on the soles of his feet. Mouse giggled at the sensation.

Mouse was now thrusting his pelvis, and hard penis into the mattress.  Donny noticed that one of his hands had disappeared under his body in the approximate area of his boy bits. Donny could see little fingers peeking between the boy’s legs.

Suddenly, a noise disturbed the scene as his phone buzzed with a text message from Walt.

“You have been a long time; shall I assume that you are doing more than talking?  Dinner in 20 minutes. Meet at my room.”

“How are you doing buddy,” Donny asked.

“I feel yum, yum, yummy!” Mouse said with a cute little giggle.

“Had enough?” Donny asked.

“Please take my underwear off,” Mouse said as his continued to ground his parts into the mattress and his other hand had now retreated to his groin too.   

“Are you absolutely sure,” Donny asked.

“Don’t you want to,” Mouse said confused.

“More that anything in the world right now,” Donny said.

“Then yes, I am sure,” Mouse said.

Donny moved to straddle Mouse’s legs and reached up and put his fingers in the waist band of his briefs. Mouse pulled his hands out from under his body and laid them at his sides.

“Lift your bum up a little, handsome,” Donny said and Mouse complied.

Slowly, Donny pulled the briefs over Mouse’s bum, back down the other side of bubble mountain to reveal one of the most sensuous sights known to man. A tween boy’s perfect bum. Any man or women that says that they do not love the very sight of a tween boy’s plump bubble bum is a liar. Even people who are not boy lovers, cannot help but be aroused by the sight and this one was no exception.

Words fail to properly describe the sight. The two cheeks looked like two loaves of unrisen dough. They were white in comparison to the rest of the golden tan of this boy that clearly spends a lot of time under the Florida sun. 100% hair and blemish free. It was perfectly perfect in every way.

Donny was overwhelmed at the sight. His heart raced and his breathing was becoming ragged as he was now on the cusp of realizing every fantasy, he has masturbated too for more than 20 years. Laying before him was a completely naked, beautiful, sexy, 11-year-old boy. A boy that he had fallen in love with. It flashed though his mind this very strange day had started out like any other back at his office at Team Disney in Glendale, just hours ago he was running through LAX to grab a flight to Orlando and now he is kneeling over his fantasy… it seemed so surreal.

He watched the boy breath seeing his body rise and fall with each breath. The sheer perfection of the boy was like looking at one of those 3D boy renderings that are, thankfully, replacing the need for actual child porn.

This boy was like a gift to the earth from God, he was so beautiful. He lay before Donny, patiently letting him drink in his nakedness while he was enjoying the anticipation of being touched, loved and made to feel wonderful. Mouse was so trusting and was offering himself to Donny without fear or reservation. 

The boy was so relaxed with this kind man that knew how to make him feel all the feels. Donny was gentle and loving and made him feel special for the first time in his life. Sure, he loved Walt, but his was a fatherly kind of love. Donny was special and he knew this is what he wanted more than anything.

Mouse knew that other kids his age were not really looking for this kind of experience, but he knew he was different. His life experience had been very different than his friends as his exposure to sex on an almost daily basis between his mother and her boyfriends had prematurely sexualized him.

Donny on the other hand, with tears in his eyes, was having second thoughts as he was afraid of doing something that would harm the boy and that they would both regret later. He was about to call it off when Mouse asked for his hand and he placed it on his right bum cheek.

It was like the boy sensed his reluctance and wanted to help him take the next step. It worked; the moment that he laid his hand on the boys naked bum flesh he felt like he was going to ejaculate in his pants. He put his other hand on the other cheek and rubbed each up and down enjoying the feeling of the softness of the skin, the way the cheeks moved when they were massaged, the little dimples that formed when Mouse clenched his muscles and the mystery of the hidden valley of his crack.

The curves from his neck to the little creases between his bum and legs were sensual and alluring and he took a moment to trace them again with the tips of his fingers. He then lightly ran those fingers along his bum crack causing Mouse to clench his cute globes, giggle and wiggle. Donny felt his own penis involuntarily twitch in his pants. Little goose bumps formed on his skin as a reaction to the light touch back and forth. He teased, but did not dip into his valley.

Donny went further and further as he traced the enticing seam between his cheeks and allowed his fingers slip between the boys legs to his taint to the bottom of his tiny scrotum that was flattened beneath his body. He grazed the little bag with each dip causing the boy to squirm more and more.

Mouse was moaning and squirming on the bed and without further warning, Donny shot streams of semen into his own briefs without as much as a single touch.

Donny lay down between Mouse’s legs and spread them wide. His face was over the boys bum and he leaned in for a kiss and a sniff. There was that intoxicating boy smell again and it was glorious.  Donny kept kissing back and forth while he kneaded his bum cheeks with his hands. Mouse was squirming almost uncontrollably now.

“Donny, I am going to cum now, please hold me!” Mouse said, with a hoarseness to his little boy soprano voice.  

Donny was taken aback at his use of the crude word “cum”, but he figured that was a word he heard daily in his sad life while he was trying to sleep as his mother earned her income in the next bed.

He stood quickly and in one motion, flipped the boy over picked him up and embraced him while continuing to massage his bum. As he held Mouse, the boy had a mind-blowing dry orgasm that shook the little guys body like he was having a seizure. Donny held the boy and stroked his back and bum as they hugged as Mouse enjoyed his post-orgasm glow.

As he came down from his bliss, Mouse was red from head to toe. Donny laid him on his back again exposing to him, his still very hard boner and cute little sack of balls. Donny got close to the boys penis and inspected it. Like the rest of his body, totally hairless pubis, penis and scrotum.

Mouse, still bonered up and ready for another orgasm, said to Donny, as he looked over his prize, “You can touch it, suck it, lick it, rub it but please stop staring at it!”  

Donny was about to take hold of the cute little scrotum, pointed at it and said, “May I?”

“I already said you can. It’s all yours,” Mouse said.

Donny reached for the little bag and felt for, and found, his almond sized testicles and decided to fondle them for a few minutes. Mouse was pretty much moaning non-stop now as Donny stroked and lightly tugged his boy bag.

Donny, using his finger, traced from scrotum up Mouse’s pulsing dink and back down the other side. Mouse is not circumcised, but half his glans were already showing and Donny gently took hold of the finger width shaft and lightly pulled his foreskin down to expose the rest of the mushroom head of the world’s most beautiful penis on the galaxy’s most cute little boy.

Donny gently masturbated the boy while he moaned and bucked, enjoying the feelings that were exploding in his body like fireworks at one of the Disney parks.

“Sweetie, can you flip over on your tummy again,” Donny asked and he complied.

Donny crawled up between the boys legs again to finish what he had started. Donny’s head was hovering above his bum, but this time he used his hands to spread his cheeks to expose his little boy hole. Donny dipped his nose in and took a sniff and checked for cleanliness.  “You are a very clean little guy,” Donny said.  Mouse had no idea what he was talking about until he felt the man’s tongue licking his crack from taint to tail of his spine, including right over his hole.

He did it several times, each time spending more time licking the boys anus to Mouse’s delight as evidenced by the horizontal dance he was doing along with the moaning and exclamations of his name and directions on what to lick next.

Donny stopped the full crack licks and stalled over Mouse’s pucker. Donny pushed his tongue into the anal opening. It only went in a few millimeters but it drove the boy to the brink.

“Donny, keep doing that. It feels amazing. Oh my God. Mmmmm.  Ahhh. Donnnnn….eeee… Holy f…….” Mouse exclaimed and then loudly yelled “Oh my God daddy, I’m cumming again!”

Donny worshiped that bum and once the boygasm subsided, he flipped him over again and allowed him to recover while he finally stripped out of his own clothes.

Mouse’s orgasm exclamation “daddy” fascinated him. The boy never really had a father, so he was curious where that came from. He made a note to ask some other time, but he really liked it.

“Don’t worry sexy boy, I am just changing my clothes, I am not stripping so you have to do anything to me. This was all about you,” Donny said.

“You don’t want me too?” he asked.

“More than life itself, but not this soon. Also, we have to meet everyone else for dinner in 15 minutes,” Donny said.

Donny was now naked and had his back to the boy as he cleaned the semen off his body from his earlier automatic ejaculation.  Once clean he turned around.

“Wow!  You are bald like me!  Can you lay down so I can lay on top of you for a few minutes,” Mouse asked.

“Umm… sure, but I thought you would want me to, ah…., ‘play’ with your penis before we have to go,” Donny said.

“I do, but I want to feel your body touching mine,” Mouse said.

Donny changed places with Mouse and he lay on top of the man. His penis poking into Donny’s tummy.

“This feel nice,” Mouse said as he squirmed and humped Donny’s tummy with his incredibly still hard penis.

“It sure does, but do you want me to finish the massage?” Donny asked.

“I do, but I want to do this first,” Mouse said as he moved down to line up his penis with Donny’s. The boy carefully lowered himself so his penis was touching and lined up with Donny’s. He went right to his task and rubbed his body over the man’s with special emphasis with rubbing their erect penises.

“Oh damn, I am going to ejaculate again, please stop. I don’t want to squirt my semen on you,” Donny said.

“Again?” Mouse said and refused to stop causing Donny to ejaculate between their bodies coating both of their groins with his offering. Mouse was surprised that he said ‘again’ as he had no idea that he had previously ejaculated in his pants.

Mouse felt Donny go flaccid and stopped moving and just lay still on top of his friend, content, naked, sticky and still horny.

Donny was catching his breath and after a few minutes said, “Ok, off you get.” 

Mouse got up off him, went to the washroom and came back with two facecloths.

“Lie down boy,” Donny ordered and he went about the task of wiping up all of his semen that he had squirted on his little body.

“Ok, let’s finish the job,” Donny said as he resumed masturbating the boy with one hand while he gently pulled and fondled his scrotum with the other.

Mouse was hard, horny and squirmed like a fish on dry land.

Donny was an expert at masturbation and he knew what felt good, great and fantastic. As he rubbed the cute little boy penis, he admired the silky smoothness of the skin over the iron hardness below. With his ball fondling hand, he reached down between his legs and traced the boys taint a few times back to the line on his little boy sized scrotum.

With his other hand, he was exploring the boys penis and once again pulled down his skin to expose his little head. He paid attention to his little frenulum and that sent the boy into a fit of squirming and very loud moaning. He clearly was enjoying that. Donny felt Mouse’s testicles contract up into his body and not wanting to miss the final act, Donny engulfed Mouse’s penis and scrotum with his mouth and gave the boy a blowjob to remember. He released his balls and then took them back into in his hand again while he bobbed up and down on his hard boy toy.

“I am going to cum again, but it is feeling weird this time. mmmmmmmm awwwwww.  Keep doing what you are doing Donny, suck it faster,” Donny virtually screamed.

His balls completely disappeared into his body, and he was screaming “OH DADDY YOUR LITTLE BOY IS CUMMING AGAIN” and with that he had his third orgasm of the day.

Donny had a big smile on his face as Mouse finally regained his focus.

“Holy crap Donny, that was incredible.”

“It was, and it came with something extra…”, Donny said.

“What?” Mouse said.

“You squirted a little big of semen when you came. Just a little, but that means your days of dry orgasms are over, little guy,” Donny said.

Mouse jumped up, hugged Donny and said, “I love you.”

Donny took Mouse’s head and told him to put his head to his chest.

“Hear that? As of now, my heart beats for you Mouse. I love you too.”

Donny and Mouse hugged and with their chests pressed so firmly together, they felt each other’s hearts beat as one for the first time.

“Let’s get cleaned up and go for dinner,” Donny said.

“I am starving!” Mouse said as he jumped down off the bed. He pulled his briefs on and ran to the living room to grab his shorts and shirt and was dressed in seconds flat.

“Ready,” Mouse yelled from the living room.

“OK, head over to Walt’s room and I will be there is a few minutes.”

“OK, don’t be long or I might keel over from hunger,” Mouse said and seconds later heard the door open and then click shut.

Donny sat on the edge of the bed and tried to gather his thoughts about what just happened.

He though to himself, “I am 33 and in love with an 11-year-old boy. What am I going to do now?”

He looked down at his now flaccid penis and spoke to it, “Well, that’s another fine mess you’ve gotten us into.”

He then realized that the boy is going to smell like sex and he forgot to ask him to keep their fun a secret. Surly he knows not to tell anyone even if they could smell the semen and sweat.

 

- to be continued -

 

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