The Mansion Boys...and Girl

Now that Calista and Aidan have met, they get more acquainted - maybe too acquainted. As expected, Harrison and Jack are just madly involve with one another, allowing Harrison to get into some unexpected kinks. Aidan shares his 'label' with his sister. And, finally, Garrett is freed from prison. I'm really enjoying writing this story and appreciate hearing what you think!

Still standing in the hallway, Calista and Aidan were locked into a deep gaze. Both of them felt something coursing through them, it wasn’t just the warmth and emotion of finding a long lost sibling. There was something more, a lustfulness that seemed like it shouldn’t be there between brother and sister, but it was.

They finally broke their embrace and Aidan shook off his emotion like a dog shaking off water. As he stepped back, Calista turned and ran to Jack and Harrison. She grabbed them both and hugged them firmly.

“I love you guys. Thank you so much for making this happen. This is amazing!” Calista cheered as she jumped up and down like she had just won both showcases on the Price is Right.

Aidan finally stepped into the living room and approached Jack. He still was a little misty eyed. “Yeah, I gotta thank you too. I’m really happy to know I have family. I mean, I have a family, my mom, but you know, real family. Someone with the same genes as me.”

“I see crying is in the genes,” Harrison said with a playful smirk.

“Shush silly! Crying is beautiful! You should do it more.” Calista kissed Harrison on the cheek.

“This is all great. So, do you want Harrison and I to leave you two alone, or do you want to head out for a nice dinner to celebrate? I have a standing reservation at Alinea.”

“Are you fucking serious? You can just walk into the most highly rated restaurant in Chicago and they will seat you? Dude.” Aidan said incredulously.

“Dude, he’s a fucking multi-billionaire. He probably owns it.” Harrison quipped.

“What’s an Alinea?” Calista asked.

* * *

Dinner turned out to be a very fun and informative time for all involved. Aidan was especially impressed that they were eating at this big deal restaurant. It made Harrison and Calista realize that they might be getting a little spoiled by their higher status in life and maybe they shouldn't take it for granted. 

Aidan got a chance to learn all about his new family - including the extended family of Jack and company. He also got to share more about his life, including his reluctance to trust people or get close to anyone. Calista and Harrison related to that very well. It seemed like everything was working out nicely for Calista and Aidan. Many stories were shared with plenty of laughter and even some tears. 

Jack found himself developing a crush on Aidan, not that this would be an unusual thing. Jack had a fondness for young boys and Aidan was a near perfect specimen. Having already had sex with him - and amazing sex at that - only added to the allure. Harrison was also becoming infatuated with their new friend. He had a hard time not showing his interest. With the spark that Calista felt when they met, Aidan was turning out to be a serious object of desire.

On the car ride home, Calista began to turn the conversation to Aidan’s sexual prowess. She started out with his stripping.

“What is it like going on stage with all of those creepy, horny old men leering at you? Doesn’t it feel weird to be getting naked in front of them? How do you even get hard?”

“Um, there’s a young girl in this car who needs to be careful talking about horny old men…” Jack snickered.

“Oh, Jack, you’re not old. At least not like those guys.” Calista responded.

“Definitely not like those guys.” Harrison said with a sweet smile.

“It’s not that bad. They’re not creepy or old. You might not want to fuck any of them, but they’re all just having fun. I dance to music I like so I can get lost in it. I don’t even really think about the crowd. Sometimes I spot someone that excites me and I think about fucking them. That usually gets me hard. Unlike a lot of the other dancers, I don’t get drunk or cracked out before I go on, so I can control things a little better. I make a lot of money at it, so I make it work.”

“Is Aidan your real name? I mean, if you’re a dancer and whatever, shouldn’t you have a stage name?” Harrison wanted to know.

“Yep, my real name is, in fact, Aidan. Aidan DiMarco. That’s my dad’s name, at least the dad who raised me. Anyway, I didn’t want to be bothered with a stage name like the other guys. I don’t know, I guess if you have to worry, you do that. I never stick around long enough for anyone there to get to know me. Zach is the closest thing I have to a friend there - and Zach is his real name too by the way. I try to watch out for some of the other boys. It can be real shitty there. There’s drugs and alcohol and tricking, I try to stay out of that. Poor Owen is always dumped on and the boss is always abusing him.”

“Owen as in Billy?”

“Yeah, Jack. That’s the one. I worry about him.”

“It feels like there’s a story there. Well, Harrison, I think we’re heading back to Randeez soon.”

“I already know what you’re thinking.”

“Yeah there is a story. It’s not a happy one. If you helped him out, that would be amazing. I don’t think he deserves what he goes through.”

It was becoming obvious to everyone that Aidan was not only hot as fuck, but he was a genuinely nice kid. He had a little edge to him, but that wore off once he was in the presence of what will become his new family. No matter what happened, Jack was pleased he could give this kid a new lease on life.

“Are you going to keep dancing there? Is that your only job? Do you turn tricks? Can I come see you? Can I come to the bathhouse with you? Do you have a boyfriend? I’ll bet you have lots of friends. Am I going to meet your mom?”

“Whoa! You are shooting a lot of questions at me!” Aidan responded while holding his hands up like he was defending himself against a punch. 

“Calista is always full of questions. You will get used to it.” Harrison deadpanned while Jack laughed at the exchange.

“How else do you learn anything? So, do you have answers for me?”

“You will definitely meet my mom. She’s a social worker. You’ll be happy to know her specialty is helping families with trans kids.”

Calista smiled widely and began to cry. “Oh my god, I have to meet her right away!” For the moment, she forgot about her other questions.

“It will happen soon, I promise. We’ll talk about the other stuff.”

* * *

The boys wanted to go out dancing, so they all headed over to Halstead Street and went to one of the popular clubs there. Jack hung back at the bar while the three boys danced and partied the night away. In the wee hours of the morning, they went back to the apartment.

“On nights like tonight, I feel like one of those old men you were talking about. I’m off to bed,” a yawning Jack said as he hugged Calista and Aidan and kissed Harrison. “Aidan, I’m really happy you’re here.”

“I’m right behind you. Actually, I’m definitely going to be right behind you.” Harrison hugged the siblings and grabbed Jack.

“Ok, I think I could stay up a little bit longer. Good night kids.” Jack and Harrison disappeared down the hall.

“So, um, do you want to stay up and talk some more? There’s still so much to tell you. I didn’t answer all of your questions.” Aidan said as he walked up to Calista.

“Oh yes, I have so much to tell you too!” She kissed Aidan on the head and went to the window. “It’s so nice out tonight, let’s sit outside.”

The balconies at Jack’s penthouse were huge, almost like a full room themselves. Jack had one balcony set up with a garden and two others were set up to entertain. They couldn’t even see around to the ones off the bedrooms. They settled on the one that was right outside the living room. It had a couch and some cushy chairs. Calista sat on the couch and patted the seat for Aidan to sit next to her. Aidan happily obliged, sitting fairly close to her.

“Jack seems really cool. He’s very handsome.”

“Mmmmmm, yes he is. I love Jack in so many ways. So many guys his age are just creepy and lecherous, you know, like the guys at your club. Jack is, hmmmm, just awesome.”

“Yeah, yeah, really the guys at the club are cool.”

“If you say so.”

I do have one question about Jack. When I was with him at Steamworks, I could feel, like, scars? All over his back. When the light hit him just right, I could see them. What happened to him?”

“Oh, Aidan, there’s so much to Jack you don’t know. Not even we know everything. He is kind of a mystery in some ways. I will let him tell you about it, ok?”

“Fair enough. It’s his story, he should tell it.”

“That reminds me, since I know you fucked him already, I will say that we all have. We have a lot of sex with each other. Somehow, I don’t think that bothers you.”

“Wow, no. I should be weirded out by that, but I can see how it works.”

“So you’re just like a sex machine, then? Can never get enough ass?”

Aidan laughed, “you say that like it's a bad thing. I am horny all the time. I kinda need to fuck. If I don’t, I get…” he paused for a moment, then continued, “you know how when someone doesn’t eat enough and they get what they call ‘hangry’? That’s how I get if I don’t fuck at least once a day.”

“Jeez, you are a sex machine. You’re going to get along well in our house.”

“I hope so,” Aidan said suggestively.

“Ok, so are you going to keep dancing, do you turn tricks, do you have a boyfriend, can I come to the bathhouse, annnnnnnd…..oh yeah! Do you have another job?

“You are relentless. Here we go…I think I will keep dancing, I definitely do not turn tricks and never have, I don’t have a boyfriend nor have I ever had one, I guess you can come to the bathhouse with me, and I work at a record store. Did I get it all?”

“Yes! I am so glad you're not a hooker. I hated doing that. It’s awful. Now, I want lots of details.”

They talked for another two hours or so, sharing stories about their exploits. It was a much more lighthearted conversation than the more serious stuff they talked about earlier and still wanted to talk about. They even shared some details about their sexual experiences. Aidan stepped away to go use the bathroom. Calista sat there, looking out at the bright city lights and let her mind wander.

She was enchanted by her brother. His silver-blue eyes and beautiful smile bewitched her. His charming ways captivated her. He was just so stunningly good looking, it was hard not to fall for him, even though he was her brother. She had been feeling more and more like this all night. When they were bumping and grinding on the dancefloor, it sealed the deal. He made her extremely horny. She was hooked. She could tell Harrison and Jack were too. 

She wondered for a moment if there was something more afoot. If Aidan was just going to get what he needed and disappear. After all, he just stumbled upon one of the richest men in the country and it would be easy to take advantage. Even after all the talking they did that night, Aidan was still somewhat mysterious. No matter, she wasn’t going to let that interfere with the joy she felt in finding him. She also decided she would elevate things a little between them.

Aidan sat down again. Calista leaned into him. “Is it wrong that I want to kiss you right now?”

“Like, more than a peck on the lips? Hmmm, no, I don’t think so. Why? Do you want to kiss me?”

“I have for the last several hours. It just seems, weird? You’re my brother and I just met you.”

“Haven’t you kissed boys you just met before?”

“They weren’t my brother.”

“Does that matter?”

Aidan leaned in closer. They were now almost nose to nose. He put his hand on the back of her neck and idly brushed his fingers through her hair. She felt goosebumps when he touched her. They stared into each other’s eyes. 

“You are so beautiful. You’re…radiant. So joyful and…”

Calista cut him off with a kiss. She lightly grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer. She pressed her lips against his and tenderly eased her tongue into his mouth. Aidan responded just as she hoped, he kissed her back. She was feeling confident. She knew just what she wanted. 

All of those feelings that Calista had, Aidan was feeling them too. He knew he wanted her. He wanted to have her like he’s had so many others. He wanted to take her and be in command of her. He was mesmerized by her beauty. Her sweet demeanor and chipper personality made her all the more attractive. He was always the aggressor, he was always doing whatever he wanted, little did he realize, he had met his match. Calista had come into her own and was very much a dominant partner. He didn’t realize what he was in for. It would be something he was basically unfamiliar with - being the prey, not the hunter.

For a short while, it was a mutually involved kiss. Calista and Aidan were both feeling their way through what was happening. Both of them had a million thoughts running through their heads. They were slightly unsure about brother and sister getting so intimate with one another - though that didn’t last long. Aidan began to feel his confidence kicking in and he pushed back on Calista, trying to ease her back onto the couch so he could have his way with her as he normally would with anyone he was with. She let him have his moment, but she knew she was ultimately going to drive this bus.

As Aidan pushed Calista back, she finally resisted. She put her hands on his shoulders and without breaking from their lip lock, she took control and pushed him back. A stunned Aidan tried to ward off her advance, but was so taken back by it he lost the will to do so. He was truly surprised at how this sweet, sprightly, seemingly weak little girl was being so aggressive. Calista eventually won this minor battle and had Aidan on his back with her straddling him, sitting right over his crotch.

She slid her hands over his shirt and leaned into him. She kissed him gently on his lips and smiled at him. He looked bewildered. Aidan had never been in this position ever in his life. He wasn’t sure what to do.

“Did you really think you were just going to subdue me like the men and boys you prey on at the bathhouse?”

“I…uh…wow.” Aidan closed his eyes and shook his head as if he were coming out of a disturbing dream. “I am…usually…”

“Shhhhh,” Calista said as she held her hand lightly on his mouth, “I don’t care what you usually do. We play my way, or we don’t play at all.”

Aidan was dumbfounded. He really had no idea what to do. He was even a little uncomfortable at the idea of letting himself go. He feared losing control and worked so hard to maintain it in every aspect of his life. He wanted to play. He really wanted to fuck her. He tried to push back again.

“I don’t think I can do this, like this.”

Calista sat up straight, but still remained on top of him. He attempted to wriggle away.

“You know, I know this feeling very well. Being afraid of something different. Something you’ve never done. Aidan, my sweet little brother, let yourself go.”

“I can’t. This isn’t me. I’m sorry. I want you, but not this way.”

Calista was annoyed. She rarely got mad at anyone. Her instinct was to just love or just let something be. She wasn’t letting this go. She wanted to take a stand. For all she’d experienced, she wasn’t going to let anyone take anything away from her, not even her little brother.

“Wow. I thought you were more thoughtful than this. You seemed so smart. So kind. This is disappointing. I know you’ve had your struggles, but maybe they haven’t changed you. Maybe they’ve left you the person you already are. My struggles have changed me. Do you know how many times I was right where you are? Only the man on top was much bigger and far less attractive. He was usually stronger and was taking me against my will. I had to lay there and let him do what he wanted so I could eat. So I could help my little family stuck on the streets. I had to do that over and over and over again.”

Aidan began to feel even more uncomfortable. He also felt a little ashamed at how he reacted. He heard some of the stories earlier, but now they were hitting home. He was understanding them now. Calista continued.

“But that was Lucas. Poor, weak, sad little Lucas. I’m not embarrassed by who he was, but I don’t need to be that anymore. I’m Calista and I’m more and more sure of myself every day. I know you want me - and I want you. I’m sorry that a pretty girl who knows what she wants scares you.” Calista began to cry. “I’m sorry that you are so afraid of yourself that you can’t let someone desire you and love you and have the pleasure of giving themselves to you willingly, not just be taken by you.”

Calista jumped up off the couch and walked over to the rail. She sobbed and looked out over the city. The faintness of dawn was starting to appear. A stunned and guilt ridden Aidan laid still for a moment. He finally stood up and walked over to Calista. He stood next to her and reached his hand out.

“I’m sorry. I’m so, so fucking sorry. This is all so overwhelming.”

“You don’t think I’m overwhelmed too? I just met my long lost brother and I want to fuck him senseless.”

“Oof. That’s…wow…kinda what I was thinking.”

“Yeah, except you assumed you were going to. You didn’t even give a thought to the fact that I might want to fuck you! I had to build up to this. I had to fear the rejection I JUST GOT!”

Calista turned to Aidan and pounded her fists into his chest. She was just tall enough to look down into his eyes. At that moment, she decided she wasn’t letting this go. She pushed him back against the rail and gave him a deep, heavy kiss. Her show of dominance still threw Aidan off, but he chose not to fight it. She exerted herself on him even more forcefully as she kissed down his neck, unbuttoning his shirt as she did.

While still uncomfortable and unsure, Aidan was also aroused, as evidenced by the growing bulge in his khakis. Kissing and biting his neck and ear, she was moving her hands all over his body. His shirt slid to the ground and she ran her hands up his smooth, hairless chest as she removed his t-shirt. In a moment of levity, they both laughed as the t-shirt slipped away and drifted off into the sky as it flew off Aidan and over the balcony. 

Passion flowed from Calista as she took control of her little brother. She took his nipples in between her fingers and pinched and pulled while she continued to kiss, lick and bite his torso. Aidan was so stupefied, he just leaned back and let her do what she wanted. He was completely turned on by her actions, even though it wasn’t what he thought he wanted. 

Calista moved on to undoing Aidan’s pants. She quickly unbuckled his belt and undid his pants. She pushed them down, along with his boxer briefs, all in one motion. His cock sprung up hitting Calista in her crotch where her own cock was straining to be released from her delicate panties. Aidan reached out to try and put his hands up her blouse and she slapped them away. She held them against his chest with one hand while she slid her other hand deep into his thick hair and gently pulled his head back. She licked up from his collar bone to just under his ear and bit him.

Seductively, she whispered into his ear while he winced at his hair being tugged, “by now you should understand that this is my show. You let me do what I want. You do what I say. Understand?”

Aidan didn’t respond. Calista pulled his hair harder. “Yes! Yes, I understand.”

“Good boy. Next time it's `yes Mistress Calista.’”

He said nothing. She yanked his hair and applied pressure to his balls with her knee. “Yes Mistress Calista!” he shouted.

Aidan’s mind was racing. This was overwhelming. He was saying and doing things he never imagined. He was not only being dominated, it was by a girl, his older sister. He was sweating, despite the cool dawn air. Calista took him by the shoulders and spun him around. It happened so unexpectedly, he didn’t have time to resist. He found himself looking out over Chicago staring out into the emerging morning light. He knew what was coming next and he feared it. Aidan had only been fucked twice in his life and that was more than five years ago when he was only 13 and also against his will.

As she eased herself down on her knees, Calista slid off her dress and her panties. Her slender cock was finally free. She knelt behind Aidan and ran her hands over his ass and slid her fingers along the crack. His ass was perfect. She parted his cheeks and blew lightly on his hole. She took in the musky smell and then touched her tongue to his hole, lapping it gently with the tip. Calista was gifted with a tongue perfect for eating ass and she went right to it, devouring the beautiful ass in front of her. Since Aidan never let anyone near his ass, he also managed to miss out on this sensation. He moaned like he never had, sounding more like a woman getting expertly eaten out than the manly, assertive top he usually is. Calista was pleased with her work and was ready to take her final reward.

Slowly, Calista stood up, gliding her hands up Aidan’s perfectly defined back, skimming his spine with her tongue. Once she was standing, she wrapped her arm around Aidan’s neck and pulled him back. She let out a mischievous laugh as she rubbed her cock against his ass. She could tell from her rimming that his ass was very tight. She looked forward to penetrating it. It would be the first time she fucked someone so tight, since her usual bottoms were all much more experienced. She spit into her other hand and rubbed it in the crack of his ass. She spit again and lubed up her cock. As she pressed against Aidan’s unyielding entrance, he shivered with fear. He braced himself for the unwelcome intrusion. She pulled tighter on his neck and forced her way in.

“Yeeeeowwww! FUCK! GOD DAMNIT! FUCK!!” Aidan screamed out into the morning light. He felt as if his asshole was being ripped apart, the pain shooting through his body with a searing, blinding agony. “STOP! PLEASE!! PULL IT OUT!!” Calista ignored his cries and instead pushed in further.

Soon, all eight and half inches of her slim, delicate member was inside of him. He continued to quivver and cry out. Calista reached around with her other hand and grabbed his still very hard cock. She slowly stroked it as she pulled harder on his neck, causing Aidan to choke a little. She just held her cock inside of him knowing that it was completely agonizing for him. She felt an incredible rush of power. 

“Oh god, please! I can’t! Please stop!”

“Awwwww, just relax little brother. It will feel better soon. Be lucky I’m not Harrison. You’d be passed out from the pain of his monster.”

Aidan was not comforted by this news. He was feeling lightheaded. His pain took on a different, sharp, piercing feel as Calista eased her cock back and then slid it back in. She started slowly, feeling some sympathy for her virginal brother. The pressure of his inflexible sphincter tightly wrapped around her cock, almost crushing it with its unrelenting force was invigorating for Calista. This feeling of such a tight hole was making her feel so powerful. She began to increase her pace.

At this point Aidan felt he had two options - just take what he was getting, or fight back and take her down. He knew he could do that, but felt it would not be the best idea. He grabbed onto the rail and let his big sister pound him for all he was worth. She let his neck loose and grabbed his hips and pummeled his ass harder and faster. Aidan floated in and out of dizziness, feeling his ass get fucked like it was the first time. It might as well have been since it had been so long. The feeling of pain had given way, slightly, to a shred of pleasure. Calista was lost in her own zone, pounding and pounding, getting as deep as she could. She grabbed his cock again and jerked it vigorously. Aidan felt himself cross the point of no return. His body tensed up even more and he let out a howl as he shot thick ropes of cum through the bars of the railing and into the air.

Calista was now jackhammering Aidan’s ass with a ferocious intensity. She knew she would cum soon, but willed herself to hold off because she so enjoyed this amazing sensation. Aidan desperately wanted her to stop. Now that he had cum, the feeling of pain was more prevalent again. He just needed this to end. Calista was no longer able to control herself. She felt her body quake as she had the orgasm of her life. Stream after stream of warm cum filled Aidan’s gut. It seemed neverending. She had never cum this much. Her body spasmed and then went limp as the last blasts of cum drained out of her, taking her energy with them. She slowly pulled herself from his hole and went to the couch, where she fell back, panting like she’d run a marathon.

“Oh my fucking god. Fucking Christ,” Aidan uttered in a hoarse, weary tone. He just leaned over the balcony, breathing heavily, trying to regain his composure.

“That…was…the most intense fuck I’ve ever had.”

“That was intense for fucking sure.”

Aidan made his way over to the couch and sat next to Calista. She leaned over to him and kissed him on the forehead. “Please don’t be upset with me.”

“I’m not. Well, I mean, I won’t be. That was really fucking extra.”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I had no idea you were a virgin like that.”

“Technically, I’m not. I was raped by my boss at the warehouse I worked at when I was 13.”

“Oh no! AIDAN! Why didn’t you tell me? I would never have done that! I fucking raped you!” Calista burst into tears.

“Calista, it’s ok. Stop. You didn’t rape me. I had my chance to stop you. You can’t rape the willing. I wanted something, I just didn’t know what, probably not that. Please don’t cry.”

“I should never have done that. Damn it! I want to be something that I don’t know how to be! I hurt you. I’m so sorry. I hope you don’t leave me. This is a terrible way to begin our…our…family…ship. Oh whatever! It’s bad!”

“Dude! I mean, well, never mind. I won’t leave. I just found you. Maybe we went too far too fast. I liked a lot of what you did. I like you. I want to be around you and your family.”

“Your family too.”

“I hope so. I really want this. Ugh. I’m also fucking exhausted.”

“I love you.” Calista whispered as they cuddled up together and fell fast asleep.

* * *

This morning was no different than most others when Harrison and Jack woke up together. There were many ways Harrison liked to wake Jack up in the morning - and usually Harrison was the one who woke up first - fucking, sucking, even fisting. One way that had fast become Harrison’s favorite was felching. He was inspired by Jack’s love of sucking his cock after he’s fucked him or someone else. Jack told him how much he loved the taste and the feeling of degradation. Harrison also loved the taste, especially how different it could be from one time to the next. He loved the smell of being buried in Jack’s ass - much like he enjoyed Blaze’s farting in his face sometimes. He really enjoyed the feeling of submission. It wasn’t how he wanted to be all the time, but he liked to submit occasionally. With a man that he loved and was wildly attracted to, he felt comfortable learning new things about himself.

Harrison shifted himself under the covers and buried his face in Jack’s ass. He fucked Jack hard the night before and dumped a huge load into him. He dug his tongue in and was able to taste his cum that was barely oozing from his well worked hole. He intended to get every last drop of it, running his tongue around the ring of Jack’s hole and darting it in and out. He sucked the juices from Jack’s ass, desperately wanting it all. His efforts caused Jack’s sloppy hole to relax and allow the cum to flow more freely. Jack’s well-used, stretched out ass was delicious anytime, but he would slurp it even more eagerly when it was slick and messy with his cream. It was the best way to eat his own cum as far as he was concerned.

Harrison’s cock became hard and throbbing and there would surely be another round between them to come in order to sate his near constant desire to be inside his man. Once he finished his sperm snack, he climbed up on a groggy, but awakened Jack and affectionately prodded him with his immense boy cock. Harrison wrapped his arms tightly around Jack and slid his cock up and down in Jack’s greedy ass. While Jack loved to be fucked by Harrison any time and any way, he especially loved the sensual morning sessions. For some reason, it was a time they could substantially feel their love for one another. 

Once Harrison filled Jack with another load of seed, he rolled over and went to take care of his own cock. Harrison stopped him.

“Oh no. You’ll do that when I say it’s time.”

Jack smiled. He loved when Harrison told him what to do. “Yes, Sir…my love.” 

They both got out of bed and decided to see what was up with Calista and Aidan. Jack was looking forward to making everyone breakfast. They walked past the other bedroom and saw that it was clearly unused. Once in the living areas, they saw no one there either.

“Where the fuck are they?” Harrison inquired.

“I have no fucking clue. Where would they go?” Jack looked out toward the balcony and saw clothing on the floor. “Oh wait. I think I know where they are.” Jack said as he motioned for Harrison to follow him.

They quietly opened the door and stepped outside. As they made their way further out, they could see Calista’s and Aidan’s feet hanging off the couch. They both had painted toenails. Jack and Harrison looked around. It was obvious something had happened. They stood close to each other and smiled at the two naked siblings curled up together on the couch. Calista was holding on to Aidan, who was clutching a throw pillow. Just like she would have when they were living on the streets, Calista sensed someone was there and looked up.

“Oh, um, good morning?” She said, a little embarrassed.

“Good morning, beautiful. Looks like you two had some fun last night?” Jack responded.

“Oh fuck,” Aidan sat up briskly, “um, we can explain…yeah…uh…good morning?”

“No explanation necessary,” Harrison offered, then followed with a smirk, “but details are.”

***

More than two weeks have gone by since Aidan came into the picture. For now, not much has changed for him. He still attends school, works at the record store and dances at the club. He made a conscious decision to not completely uproot his life, though he knows he has the opportunity to make some big changes. 

One change he did make was to back off from his bathhouse exploits. Instead, he used that time to be with Jack and Harrison. It had become all too obvious to everyone that there was some serious interest and, with Calista’s blessing, they allowed themselves to explore that. Of course, he fully planned on going back again soon. While Calista and Aidan haven’t ruled out another sexual excursion, they decided to first spend more time learning about each other.

Aidan is still satisfying his insatiable sexual appetite, even though the bathhouse hasn’t been in the equation. Regardless of any changes in his life, he is still a sex addict. He still has to fuck someone every day. This has simply ended up a bonus for his fuck buddies in the dorms. He even fucks the snippy guy who always berated him. He’s also fucking Jack and Harrison - sometimes together, sometimes individually. 

Since he still dances at the club, he has really taken Owen, known to the patrons as Billy, under his wing. Jack has been helping out so that Owen could move out of the bad situation he was in. Aidan has also been helping a new kid, Donovan, who started at the club despite Aidan and Zach telling him otherwise. With Aidan and Zach’s help, Jack is getting the intel he needs to make some big moves regarding the club. He just needs to do it the right way and at the right time. Zach did finally get his chance to fuck Harrison.

Calista got to meet Aidan’s mother. It was an incredibly emotional experience and went extremely well. Mrs. DiMarco and Calista hit it off beautifully. They made plans for Calista to be involved in Mrs. DiMarco’s work, which put Calista over the moon. Everything is moving along nicely for Aidan and the rest of the crew.

As Aidan and Calista got to know each other, she made an observation. Aidan seems to ignore some typical gender norms. He polishes his nails in different colors, he wears jewelry that most would consider pretty feminine and on a few occasions he’s even worn girls clothes or shoes. Harrison had even mentioned that he had on nail polish and jewelry when they saw him dance the first time. He clearly had no regard for what others thought about it. One day, she asked him about it.

“So, little bro, I see you paint your nails different colors a lot.”

“Yeah, and? I think it looks cool.”

“It does! I don’t mean anything by it! I was just curious.”

“Curious if I’m trans?”

“I’m sorry, this is rude. Never mind.”

“No, no. It’s ok. We’re learning about each other right? I had all kinds of questions about you, this is only fair. I guess I’m surprised no one said anything sooner. Basically, I am non-binary. I don’t give a shit about gender.”

“Ooh, that is so cool. So you don’t think you’re a boy and you don’t feel like a girl? What do you feel like?”

“Me. Just me. Who decided polished nails were for girls only? That’s stupid. I like the way I look in my pearls or in some of the clothes I wear. You know, I also like that I have a dick. Gender is so forced. If it is who you are, great, but it doesn’t work for everyone. I’m cool being what people call femme sometimes. I’m comfortable enough in myself to do what the fuck I want. Just like you!”

“I think our parents had tons of extra girl genes and gave some to us both. They missed the mark with me, but for now I’m good with my body the way it is. I still know I’m a girl though. It’s so weird.”

“You’re a riot. It’s not. It is just who we are. Knowing who we are makes us cooler than everyone else. And anyone who doesn’t like it can fuck right the hell off.”

“You’re beautiful in so many ways.”

“Everyone has something beautiful, or hot, or sexy, or cute, or handsome, about them. And you? You just happen to be in the top one percent.”

* * *

The date to get Garrett out of prison kept getting moved back. Getting someone out of maximum security prison is even challenging for someone as skilled as Wagner and as powerful - and rich - as Jack. However, it wasn’t impossible and Wagner had finally made it happen.

He called Jack and filled him in. He was going to fly out to Kansas with Blaze and take care of getting Garrett out. They would stay at a hotel in Kansas City. Wagner would even refrain from taking advantage of Blaze, despite his desire to. He wanted the boy to have a clear head. Wagner also didn’t want anyone else there. He thought that was not only the easiest way to go, but the safest. Once Garrett was free, Wagner would give the boys some time alone at the hotel and then he’d bring everyone home. He set up some of the things Garrett was going to need to get readjusted to the world.

The final piece of the puzzle was taking care of the corrupt people who made this mess. It was all part of an elaborate scheme that made a few people very rich while basically screwing over a bunch of young guys. Eventually, more than 30 kids would be mixed up in this horrible situation. The scumbags preyed on homeless boys, poor kids and folks in prison who all had little or no family. All but three of them are still alive in horrible places that they don’t belong in. Once Garrett was taken care of, then Wagner and Jack could put their plan into motion.

The plan would end up being a big national news story. Wagner and Jack stayed out of it, but they let a friend at The New Yorker break the story. By the time it was all over, prison guards, wardens, prosecutors, judges, politicians and a few private individuals would all go down. With the help of many of Jack’s powerful friends - including the Missouri Congressman who Blaze fisted into oblivion so many years ago - they made everyone pay.

In the end, they were able to rescue the other 28 kids that were falsely imprisoned. Jack anonymously set up a trust fund to help them all recover from the horrible experience. Wagner would go on to try and find heirs for the three who didn’t make it. Jack put Blaze in charge of the fund to give him some real life experience in running something. Blaze was reluctant at first, but with Dillon’s and Bon’s help, he did the work and actually found it therapeutic.

* * *

“We’re coming for you tomorrow.”

“Really? No one here will tell me shit. One of the guards just keeps telling me to ‘get ready for something big.’ That usually means they are going to beat the fuck out of me or rape the fuck out of me. Or both.”

“No, really Garrett. We’re in Kansas City and we’re coming tomorrow. I promise.”

“God damn boy. I can’t wait to see you. It hurts how much I want to see you. I’m probably going to hug the fuck out of you for like an hour.”

“You can hug the fuck out of me forever for all I care. I love you Garrett. I really do.”

Garrett let out a deep sigh. He was silent for a minute. He had never in his life told someone he loved them. He never had a reason to. Blaze was worried they’d get cut off before they said goodbye. Just as he started to speak, Garrett finally said something.

“Fuck Blaze, I love you too. I so fucking love you.”

That was the first time Garrett had ever said that.