To Protect and Serve – Chapter 6

Chapter 6 — All Star Drama Encountered

Aug 6, 1995 – Somewhere in Texas – All Star’s Tour Bus

‘Joey, the conversation between Justin and I is finished.  You can return and we can continue where we left off with our own conversation,’ JT telepathically spoke to Joey.

“Justin, I hope you weren’t mean to him,” Joey said as he passed Justin in the corridor on his way back to where JT sat.

“I didn’t say anything to him that he hasn’t already heard before,” Justin replied as he continued walking as Joey stopped where JT was.

“Welcome back,” JT spoke as he looked Joey in the eyes.  “You’re back and now we can finish our talk.  The last thing you said was…”

“The last thing I said was, JT would you be my boyfriend?”  Joey asked, wrapping his arms around JT’s neck as he waited for JT’s answer.

Ware County, GA – Georgia State Prison

“Prisoner 178001278, here are your belongings, you’re free to go.  Keep your mug away from people you shouldn’t be near and you’ll go far in life,” the prison guard spoke as he handed the man the packet that contained his belongings and then handed him a piece of paper.

“So am I really free to go?  I don’t have to deal with you fucking sleazebags anymore?”  The man asked, looking at the guard and then back at the gate he just walked through.

“That’s right asshole,” the prison guard replied as he eyed the man and then put his hand on his crotch.

“Whatever sleazebag, you’re not getting none of this ass, ever again,” the man spoke as he grabbed his things and then stepped up to the next gate as a buzzer sounded.  “You won’t be abusing Jamie Fowler, ever again.”

“The way you’re acting, you’ll be back real soon,” the prison guard stated as the man walked through the gate that led to the outside.

“That’s what he fucking thinks,” the man said as he stepped outside, took a deep breath and then exhaled.

“Your limo awaits Master Marek.  Where would you like to go?”  The driver asked.

“Take me to the airport.  I must get to Texas.  Once in Texas, the Psychic Warrior will once again be mine.  He’ll never leave me, never again.  This time I’ll make sure of it!  We’ve been apart for a very long time!”  The man snapped as the driver looked in the rearview mirror and smiled.

“It’s good to have you back Master,” the driver said as the car started and then drove off.

Dallas, TX – The Police Department

“Officer, I don’t belong here.  Just let me go and we can forget that all of this ever happened!”  Poltergeist yelled as a police officer looked at him strangely.

“You’re under arrest, you’re going to be here for quite some time.  All that hootin’ and hollering isn’t going to help your cause boy,” the police officer said as he pointed his baton at Poltergeist.  “You belong here.  When you’re caught stalking someone and you try to hurt them, you go to jail.”

“Fuck this shit!  I’m outta here!  Later loser!”  Poltergeist screamed as he moved backwards quickly and then disappeared from the jail cell as the officer’s eyes widened.

“What the fuck!  Where in the hell did he damn go?  No one told us we had one of those freaks on our hands!  Cap’n, that guy that nigger brought in just disappeared in thin air,” the police officer stated.

“Well damn!  I guess I need to contact that music group that was here a couple of days ago and tell ‘em that guy escaped that was stalking them boys,” the police captain stated as he shook his head.

Somewhere in Texas – All Star’s Tour Bus

“Justin, what did you say to JT?  Did you do anything to hurt the relationship he and Joey are trying to develop?”  Lance asked Justin with a stern look on his face.

“I didn’t say anything to them that they haven’t heard before, so lay off of me Lance!”  Justin yelled.

“Look Justin, if you hurt Joey’s feelings in any way, you’ll have to deal with me and Jon.  I’ve talked to Jon about the whole situation and he will not tolerate harassment of any kind,” Lance stated.

“What’s the problem here Lance?  Why are you even defending him?  Are you gay or something?”  Justin asked.

“Yes, I’m gay also.  Do you have a problem with that Justin?  Do you?  If so, let me know now so I can solve the problem for you!”  Lance snapped.

“I—I didn’t know, I’m sorry.  I just don’t know how to handle this.  Like damn, two out of five of ‘All Star’ is gay.  How am I to deal with this information Lance?  How am I supposed to handle the break up and drama of this damn group if this information were to get out?  You know the media will pull us apart, piece-by-piece Lance.  I haven’t worked all of these years just for us to plummet to the bottom of the charts!”  Justin snapped.

“Hey, what in the hell is going on in here?”  Joshua asked, walking into the room.

“This bastard’s gay too,” Justin replied, throwing his hands up.

“Is that true Lance?  Are you gay too?”  Joshua asked with a frown on his face.

“Yeah, I’m gay, but what does that have to do with Justin being a prick?  What does that have to do with Justin trying to break up Joey and JT?  He needs to let them be, let me be…” Lance trailed off as he left the room with tears in his eyes.

The Bunk Area – Joey’s Bunk

“Okay, to answer your question, I’ll be your boyfriend Joey, but there are a few conditions,” JT stated as Joey looked at him strangely.

“And the conditions are,” Joey said.

“You don’t change too much of your life to keep this relationship going.  To everyone outside of this bus, I’m your bodyguard and nothing more.  In private, anything goes.  You will keep this relationship discreet from the media and no one outside of ‘All Star’ will know of us.  Can you deal with those terms Joey?”  JT asked.

“Sure, I can handle those terms, now kiss me so we can seal this deal,” Joey said, pulling JT close and kissing his lips.  “I’m ready to be your man and you be mine.”

“Okay,” JT replied as Joey slid his hand down JT’s chest, tickling him a bit as he stopped at the top of his pants.  Moving them around on the bed, Joey moved in closer to JT as he unsnapped the button to JT’s pants and then unzipped them, moving his hand under JT’s underwear.  Looking JT in the eyes, Joey started to fondle JT’s manhood.

“Joey, what are you doing?  We can’t do this here,” JT squealed, grabbing Joey’s hand, stopping him from touching him the way he was.

“Come on JT, I just want to play with it.  Come on, just let me touch it,” Joey begged, massaging JT’s dick more.

“Stop it Joey,” JT said as his eyes glowed a bit.  “If you keep doing that, you’re going to get me going and I don’t think we need to be doing something like this with your friends around on this bus.  You said you would keep this discreet.”

“I am keeping this discreet, the curtain is closed,” Joey said as he leaned in and kissed JT’s lips as he continued to fondle JT’s dick.

“Oh God,” JT moaned as he stopped resisting Joey’s actions.

“That’s it baby, enjoy it,” Joey said as JT moved his hand inside Joey’s sweatpants and started fondling his dick.

The two men kissed and jerked each other off until they both reached orgasm.  Satisfied with the pleasure they had created for themselves; both men fell asleep in each other’s arms with smiles on their faces.

Late Morning

“Excuse me, what in the fuck were you two doing in there last night?”  Justin asked Joey as he passed him on his way to the bathroom.

“That’s none of your business,” Joey replied, glaring at Justin.

“It’s all of our business when you’re doing things on the bus that we all can hear,” Justin stated as Joey shook his head.

“I don’t want to hear this shit right now.  Just let it go man,” Joey said as he opened the bathroom door as Justin grabbed his arm, stopping him.  “Look man, it’s too damn early in the morning for this!”

“Answer me damn it!”  Justin snapped as Joey snatched his arm away and then walked into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him as Justin shook his head and then started banging on the door.

“What in the world is going on out here?”  JT asked, stepping out of the bank that he shared with Joey.

“No, what were you two doing last night?  I’m not okay with you two having sex on the bus with us!”  Justin snapped as he pointed his finger at JT.

“JT, don’t say anything.  Justin, you come with me,” Barbara stated as she grabbed Justin by the collar of his shirt and led him to the front of the bus.

“Let go of me Barb,” Justin whined.

“Leave those two guys alone Justin.  No one has done anything to you or to jeopardize you or your career.  Behave and let them be Justin.  From what I can see, Joey has had a hard time dealing with all of this for so long and now that it’s out in the open with you guys, you are the only one that’s giving him shit.  Let JT be his companion, if that’s what Joey wants.  I know JT and I now the way he is.  I know he won’t do anything to jeopardize his or anyone’s careers around here.  Just let things be Justin,” Barbara stated as she pushed Justin down into a seat and then handed him his cell phone.

“Just to let you know, I don’t like any of this.  I believe Joey and Lance are going through some sort of crisis or phase that made them turn to men.  Some girl out there in the world broke their hearts and now they’re afraid to be with women or something.  I—I can’t let them be this way, it’s wrong,” Justin stated as Barbara shook her head.

‘That little shit is getting on my damn nerves.  It’s no wonder he and his girlfriend argue so much.  It’s very clear, he’s a fucking pain in the ass.  Someone needs to teach him a lesson,’ Hank thought as he watched Barbara and Justin.  ‘I have something for him.  When I’m done with him, he’ll know what it’s like to be an asshole.’

“Hank, what do you think about all of this?”  Justin asked, looking at Hank as Barbara shook her head again.

“Excuse me, I have to go.  I’m heading back to the bunk,” Hank replied as he got up and then walked to the bunk area.

“Damn, that was really rude of him.  What’s his problem Barb?”  Justin asked as he looked up at Barbara.

“The problem is, it seems you’ve gotten on a lot of nerves recently Mr. Lake.  With all the ranting and raving you’ve been doing, people are bound to walk away from you while you talk.  Call your girlfriend, it’s way after seven and you’re late with your call.  If you need me, I’ll be in the kitchen area, having something cool and refreshing,” Barbara stated with a smile as she waved and then walked off.

The Bunk Area – Tyler’s Bunk

“Tyler, I don’t know what to do anymore.  I love him, but I don’t know how to approach the subject.  If I just come out and say it to him, then Justin will have another damn hissy fit.  I just don’t know what to do here.  Maybe I should quit and return to X-Compound… at least there, there isn’t anyone to fall in love with and pine after so much,” Hank stated as Tyler shook his head as Hank started crying.

“Stop it Hank, stop it right now.  You’ve had this crush on Lance for two damn long.  Either you act on it or give it up.  I’m tired of you whining about this all the time.  Just go for it already.  If you don’t do something soon, this will hinder your ability to protect him, then what’s going to happen to the both of you?”  Tyler asked as Hank sniffled and then looked down at his hands.

“Okay fine, I’ll tell him how I feel, but what if he doesn’t like me back?  What happens then?  How will I go on?”  Hank asked as Tyler slid out of bed, standing next to Hank as he grabbed his shoulders.

“You know, for the powerful person that you are, you sure do have some insignificant problems that you just insist on creating for yourself.  If the guy doesn’t like you, it wasn’t mean to be.  Just go ahead and move on or you might have to quit.  Knowing you, you’ll not get over this any time soon,” Tyler said as he sighed and then walked away from the bunk.

“Tyler,” Hank said as Tyler shook his head and then waved his hand dismissively at Hank.  “Fine, I’ll take your advice.”

Somewhere Else in Texas – An Unknown Location

“Come on Mitch, have you located them yet?”  Poltergeist asked, walking over to where Shaman stood.  “I need Justin and I need him badly.  I’ve been dreaming about him since my memory and powers returned.  When I get my hands on that Psychic Warrior, he’s going to wish he didn’t fuck with my mind like that!”

“You two are crazy as hell.  If that Psychic Warrior guy already beat the hell out of you, then what’s the use in trying again?  If he beat you once, I’m quite sure he can do it again, go figure.”  Wolf stated as he looked at Poltergeist and then shook his head.

“If you don’t want to get to the sweet-looking Lancey-poo, then you don’t have to Steve.  Unlike you, I want my Justin and I want him right now.  So, if you don’t have any plans of making that happen with Lance, then shut the fuck up!”  Poltergeist snapped, pointing his finger at the other man, knocking him down to the floor with an invisible force.

“Fuck this shit man!  I’m not going to jail like you did.  I’m going to blow this joint.  I don’t need this bullshit that you’re trying to lay down,” Wolf stated as he turned around.  “If you ever hit me like that again, I’ll eat you alive!”

“Calm down, we shouldn’t be arguing amongst ourselves,” Shaman stated as Wolf looked at him, growling as he stepped backwards.

“What the fuck is your problem man?  You were the one that joined us, saying that you couldn’t live without your precious Lancey-poo.  Since we all had something in common, we all have an agenda here… an agenda to find the guys that we love.  When I came to you, you were interested in making your dream of being with Lance come true.  If you didn’t want that, you should’ve turned me away back then!”  Poltergeist screamed as Wolf shook his head.

“You guys have the problems.  I’m not in the mood to go up against a psychic that can kick my ass, like he kicked yours!”  Wolf screamed.

“You are a piece of fucking work!  Mitch here could’ve saved his energies, trying to find you.  I should just teleport your back to where you were, just to get rid of your ass, but I can’t do that, you know way too much about us,” Poltergeist stated as he shook his head.

“If Lance liked me, then I would pursue him, but he doesn’t.  Lance met me in a dance club a few weeks ago.  We had fun, we had sex and all, but he never called me.  He got what he wanted from me and he never said anything else.  All I have to remember him by is the underwear he left in the hotel room with me.  He never returned any of my calls.  So, I guess I’m out.  I don’t have time for this petty game you freaks are playing,” Wolf stated as his body shifted into a wolf and then he ran from the shack the guys hid in.

All Star’s Tour Bus – The Bunk Area

“Hey baby, what’s going on?”  Joey asked, crawling into his bunk to see JT sitting cross-legged in the corner of the bunk with glowing eyes.  “What’s happening JT?  JT, what are you doing?”

“I—I sense something wrong.  We’re—we’re approaching danger,” JT replied as his eyes glowed brighter.  “The danger is almost upon us!  Someone tell the driver to stop us now!”

“What in the world?”  Wanda said as she slid the curtain to the bunk back.  “What’s going on JT?  What is it that you see?  What is this danger you speak of?”

“Wanda, what’s going on with him?  Is he okay?”  Joey asked, looking up at Wanda as she noticed the tears streaming down JT’s face.

“What in the hell is going on back there?  What’s with all the noise?”  Justin asked, walking towards the bunk area as Wanda turned around quickly, blocking his path as he pushed past her.


“Ahhh!  What in the hell was that?  That hurt very badly!”  Justin screamed as his body was slammed into the opposite wall by a sonic energy sound bolt projected at him by JT.

“Damn it JT, what did you do that for?”  Wanda asked as JT’s eyes stopped glowing as he vanished and then reappeared outside of the bunk where Justin was.  “What’s going on JT?  Why did you zap him with that sonic beam?  Is Justin the source of the danger that’s approaching us or what?”

“Get back Wanda, that’s not Justin!”  JT snapped as Wanda raised an eye at him.  “Okay, it’s Justin, but his mind is being controlled by someone else!”

“He’s being controlled by who?”  Wanda asked as a psychic image of Marek appeared in front of them.

“Well look what we have here.  I have you now Psychic Warrior, you cannot escape me!”  Justin spoke, sounding like Marek as JT’s eyes widened and then he fainted.

“What in the hell is that?”  Joey asked, walking through Marek’s psychic projection.

“Joey don’t,” Wanda said as JT opened his eyes and then looked around.

“Everybody get out of here now!  Don’t let him touch you!  If he does, he can possess you too!”  JT screamed as he grabbed Joey’s hand and then vanished with him.

“Wanda, lock in on everybody else and teleport them away from here.  I think it’s time for us to do our job,” Hank said as he ran for the front of the bus where Lance sat as he grabbed him quickly.  Looking up, he projected beams of energy from his eyes, blasting a hole in the ceiling of the bus allowing him to fly the two of them outside.

“Asaya Masalli Magotti, Star Power Change!”  JT screamed as his body exploded in light as a strange ribbon-like energy flared around his body as his clothing changed into his costume.

“I’ve told you multiple times that you can’t escape from me Psychic Warrior, not now, not ever!”  Justin screamed, walking off the bus.

“Guys, don’t do anything, if you do, you’ll only hurt Justin!”  JT yelled.

“How are we supposed to protect ourselves without hurting him?  Can you telepathically separate Marek from Justin?”  Hank asked as he and Lance floated in the middle of the air.

“I’ve tried that already, but it seems Marek’s telepathic powers are stronger than they used to be.  Now that I don’t possess all of my magical powers, I can’t beat him,” JT stated as he and Joey floated down to the ground.

“Try as you might, you won’t win,” Justin spoke, waving his hand through the air as JT’s body is thrown across the ground.

“Justin, what are you doing?”  Joshua asked as he ran over to Justin and then grabbed his arm as Justin quickly grabbed him and then threw him through the air.

“God no!”  Tyler screamed as he leapt into the air, flying as fast as he could to catch Joshua’s falling body.

“Come on Justin, you have to listen to me.  Snap out of it.  Don’t let that freak control your mind and body like that.  Fight him!  Fight him for yourself!  Fight him for the love of yourself and Veronica!  Fight for your friends that he can possibly kill, using you to do it!”  Barbara screamed as she rushed over to him as she projected beams of ice from her hands, lowering the temperature around his body.

“Frosta, what are you doing?  Don’t freeze him!  You might hurt or kill him that way!”  JT yelled as his eyes shimmered with a gold-colored energy as Joey’s body hovered behind him.

“Hell, I don’t care what that bitch does to this boy.  It won’t hurt me at all,” Justin said as he waved his hand as Barbara was knocked backwards.

“That’s it!  I may not be able to psychically hurt you, but let’s see what my magic can do!”  JT yelled as his eyes glowed an eerie green color.  “I son of the daughter, daughter of the father command the heavens to open and admonish this evil!”

“Really Psychic Warrior?  Really?”  Justin said as he waved his hand as JT’s body slammed into the tour bus, knocking it over.

“Damn, that didn’t work at all,” JT stated as he shook his head and then got up off the ground.  “I guess I have to use a different method.  Power of shadows heed my command, set Justin free as quick as you can.  Leave his soul and mind intact, let the form of  Marek be… be ramsacked!”

“Oh that’s never going to work,” Hank said as he shook his head.

“Look!  It’s working!  It’s actually working… I didn’t know my man could do that kind of thing.  That’s so cool,” Joey said as he floated above the others.

‘You pathetic fool!  You might’ve pushed me out of the boy’s body, but I can still fight you.  Remember, I know what powers you have and I know how to push your buttons to make you use them!’  Marek’s psychic projection spoke as it flew around the area, trying to find another person to possess.

“I’m not going to allow you to grab another person here and possess them.  I suggest you give up!  Sorry to burst your bubble Marek, but a lot of things have changed about me.  I’m not the same person, with the same powers that you remember.  Don’t toy with me and you won’t get hurt!”  JT snapped as he zapped Marek’s psychic projection with a psychic energy bolt.

‘We’ll see about that.  I’ll return and when I do, you won’t know what hit you!’  Marek telepathically projected his voice as his psychic image disappeared.

“Is everyone okay?  Is everyone accounted for?”  JT asked as he looked around.

“No!  Where are Tyler and Joshua?”  Lance asked as he continued looking around.

“Yeah, where are those two?”  Joey asked as his body floated down to the ground.

“Don’t know where they are.  I just know that when Justin tossed Joshua into the air, Tyler went after him, but I don’t remember seeing either of them come back down to the ground,” Wanda stated as she looked around.

“No, something’s not right here.  I don’t sense either of them nearby.  Wanda, do you have your communicator with you?”  JT asked as he moved over to where Wanda stood.

“Yes,” Wanda replied, opening her jacket and pulling a small communication device out as she activated it.  “Stryker, Stryker come in.”

= It seems Mr. Stryker can’t answer your call right now.  Mr. Stryker and his little friend Joshua are very busy right now.  I want Psychic Warrior right now.  If he doesn’t turn himself over to me, Mr. Stryker and his little friend Joshua will never be seen again. =

“Damn JT, Marek has them.  What are we going to do?”  Wanda asked, sighing as she shook her head.

“I don’t know.  I just need to know which one he possessed, Tyler or Joshua,” JT said as his eyes glowed a strange red color.

“I don’t like the way his eyes look right now.  Is that a bad sign?”  Joey asked as he looked at Wanda and then at Barbara.

“JT, come back to us man.  Don’t let this push you over the edge.  There’s no need for that,” Hank stated as his image shifted, taking on an image like that of JT’s.

“That’s not going to work Hank,” Wanda spoke as she shook her head again.  “Morphing into JT’s father isn’t going to do the trick this time.”

“This shit is freaking me the hell out!  What in the hell is going on around here?  Who’s that guy?  Why does JT look like that?  What’s the deal with the Marek guy?  What’s the damn history between him and JT?”  Chris asked, looking at Wanda and then over to Barbara as Wanda placed a strange looking crystal over JT’s body as he froze in place but his body trembled as if he was resisting what Wanda was trying to do.

“Now isn’t the time for this,” Wanda stated as Chris closed his mouth and then looked down.

“What happened to Hank?”  Chris asked.

“Be cool, he only changed to look like JT’s father in hopes of getting him to calm down,” Wanda replied as her eyes glowed as the crystal that floated near JT disappeared.  “When JT gets really upset, like he is now, his darker side tends to take control and he’s harder to interact with.

“Well right now I don’t like the color of his eyes or the way he’s looking right now,” Chris stated as he shook his head.  “He looks like the devil.  Is he evil or something?”

“Most of the time no, but sometimes he acts that way when his darker side takes over,” Wanda stated as Barbara shook her head. 

“That’s not really explaining things,” Chris stated as Barbara rolled her eyes.  “As I said before, this is some freaky shit.  This doesn’t explain what happened to Justin and where Joshua and Tyler are right now.  Who is Marek and why is he trying to get to JT, what’s the big connection there?”

“The connection there is Marek met JT a long time ago, they dated, had a bad time at it and here we are,” Wanda stated as Barbara sighed.

“I don’t get it,” Chris stated.

“Okay, a long time ago, one of the guys that JT was protecting, fell under attack by some terrorists.  A bomb went off and JT got hurt.  One of the guys that came in to look after JT, while he was hurt was Marek.  The two of them later fell in love and were happy for a bit, until Marek found out about JT’s powers,” Barbara stated as Chris sighed and then shook his head.

“How did he find out about JT’s powers?”  Joey asked, looking around as JT floated a few feet from him, emanating psychic energy around as he used his powers, trying to psychically locate Joshua and Tyler.

“One day, JT accidentally read his mind, discovering that Marek was a psychic and that he was also responsible for the terrorist attacks that caused his accident,” Wanda explained as Joey’s expression changed to a mean one.  “When JT found realized all that was going on, his darker side took control and he and Marek fought which led to JT ending up in a coma.”

“He ended up in a coma?”  Joey spoke, shaking his head.

“Yeah, he ended up in a coma.  While he was comatose, Marek possessed his body, the same way he possessed Justin’s and tried to use JT’s other powers to gain control of the world.  JT resisted and regained control of his body, putting Marek into a coma and then had his body locked away in a federal prison,” Wanda explained as Joey’s eyes widened.

“I’ve known him for a long time and he never told me about that,” Hank stated, looking down, his expression changing to a hateful one.

“Ah guys, it seems there’s something happening,” Chris said as he backed away, pointing at JT.  “Is he okay?”

“Don’t know, but we need to know what our next plan of action is going to be,” Wanda stated as JT’s eyes stopped glowing as he fell to the ground and started crying.

To Be Continued…

The Chastayne Life – Chapter 1

Chapter 1 — The Fear of Love

Jan 1, 2015 — Albany, NY — The Chastayne Family Estate — The Backyard

“Well, it’s about damn time that you showed up,” Hillary Chastayne, the eldest female of the Clastayne children spoke as she walked over and hugged one of the two men that had entered the yard.  “So bro, what did you bring me back from Paris?  I know you went shopping, so you might as well give it up already.”

“Of course we went shopping, but we didn’t bring you anything back with us,” one of the men replied as the other man looked down and then snickered at the shocked expression on the woman’s face.

“Come on, you’re joking, right bro?”  Hillary said as she cut her eyes at the man.  “I can’t believe you didn’t bring me anything back with you JT.  You—you always bring me something back when you go out of the country.  I… Damn, I’m speechless here.”

“Yeah right, like that’ll last very long,” JT, currently the eldest male of the Chastayne children stated as he laughed and then shook his head.  “You can’t keep quiet for longer than a minute girl, so don’t even try it.”

“Fuck you JT,” Hillary spoke as she crossed her arms across her chest.  “So, you didn’t bring me a single thing?  Not one simple, little gift?  You didn’t bring me anything at all?  What about you Alex?  Did you bring me anything?”

“No, he didn’t bring you anything either,” JT replied as he shook his head.  “We’re not your personal shoppers Ms. Thang.  We didn’t bring you anything at all, so stop asking.”

“Believe it girl,” the other man identified as Alex spoke as he turned around and then chuckled as Hillary glared in his direction and then displayed the middle finger.  “My husband can’t be wasting time, trolling through stores, looking for gifts for you; he’s supposed to do that for me only.”

“Fine then, be that way jerk,” Hillary said as she turned her back to the two men.  “You’re useless to me anyways.”

“Oh whatever Hill; you’ll get over it eventually,” JT said as he walked up behind Hillary.  “Besides, I didn’t buy you anything, but you’ll be getting something real soon.”

“What?  Really?  What is it?”  Hillary asked as she threw her arms around JT’s neck, hugging him.

“I’m not going to tell you, but I suggest you go here later on tonight and you’ll find out,” JT suggested as he handed Hillary a business card with someone’s name scribbled on it as Alex sighed and then shook his head.  “Please be there before nine or you might not get anything at all.”

“Why do I get the feeling that this is some kind of set up?”  Hillary asked as she looked at JT strangely.

“In a way, it is a set up girl. Just be there on time or else,” JT said as he looked over the rim of his glasses at her.  “Do as you’re told and you might find something very interesting.”

“Hmmm, the way you’re talking, it better be worth my time bro,” Hillary stated as she looked at JT.  “It better be worth a whole lot.  Worth a whole lot, if you know what I mean.”

“Damn girl, just take it and go on,” Alex said as he sighed and then shook his head.  “You already know what it’s for, stop acting like…”

“Behave Alex,” JT said as Alex turned around and then walked towards the gate.  “Alex?  Alex wait!”

“Let his ass go JT,” Hillary said as she walked over to the outdoor bar, picked up the bottle of wine that sat there and then poured herself a drink.  “You know Mommy and Daddy don’t really like him.  Let him go on about his business.”

“Hush up girl, you know I love him, he’s part of my family,” JT said as he looked down.

“Can you really call what you two do, love JT?”  Hillary asked, looking JT in the face as she took a sip of her drink.  “You know people don’t consider what you two have as a real family.”

“It’s love, just like anybody else in love,” JT said as he glared at his sister, looking as if he wanted to smack her.  “I’m not going to have this argument with you again.”

“You might want to have that argument with Daddy,” Hillary said as she shook her head, pointed her finger at him and then took a sip of her drink.  “He’s waiting for you in hi study upstairs.”

“He’s what?  Why didn’t you tell me that little tidbit earlier when we got here?”  JT asked as he shook his head.  “I’m really not in the mood for hearing one of his damn lectures about being on time and how important it is to be punctual.  He just loves pointing out when people make him wait.”

“Well, you might as well settle on in for the long haul bro, you just might hear one,” Hillary stated as JT sighed and then walked away as he headed into the house.  “It serves his ass right for not bringing me an actual present back from Paris.  I bet he bought that faggot everything he wanted.  I hope Daddy kicks his ass.”

A Few Minutes Later — Inside the House — The Upstairs Study

“Come on in here boy,” James Chastayne, the patriarch of the Chastayne family spoke as he stood up behind his desk.  “I expected you here a few hours ago.”

“I’m sorry Dad, I wasn’t aware that you were here, waiting for me,” JT stated as he walked into the room as he closed the door behind him.  “So Dad, what’s on your mind?”

“Sit down boy,” James suggested as he pointed to the chair in front of his desk as he took a seat in his own.

“Ah, I think I’d rather stand,” JT replied as James looked up at him and then motioned at the chair again.  “Dad…”

“Sit your ass down boy!”  James harshly demanded as JT shook his head and then sat down.  “I’m in no mood for your diva-styled antics right now, so zip it up boy.”

“Dad…” JT said as he stood back up from the chair as James stood up also.

“Shut up boy!”  James snapped as he pointed his finger at JT.  “Sit your ass down and you better not move an inch.  Because you think you’re a damn man, doesn’t mean I can’t knock the hell outta you!”

“Fine,” JT said as he sat back down.  “What’s the problem now Dad?”

“The problem is you, as always,” James replied as he looked at JT closely.

“Excuse me!”  JT snapped as James’ eyes widened a bit.

“You and that white man—the white man that you’re with is the big problem I have to deal with,” James stated as he looked over at JT.  “Before I go any further, I would like to know why in the hell you were seen in Australia, acting as if you don’t have any damn responsibilities here… What kind of hold does that damn white man have on you son?”

“Love,” JT replied as he shook his head and then looked down.  “We love each other Dad.  If that’s what you call a hold, then yeah, we have that hold over each other.”

“That’s not natural boy,” James stated as he looked at JT.  “If your grandfather was here to see you, he would be ashamed of you.”

“He’s not here, so oh well,” JT said as James got up from his chair and made a move to hit him, but stopped himself and then turned around, breathing deeply as he moved back over to his chair and then sat down as he crossed his leg over the other one.

“One of these days… One of these days you’re going to sass me and I’m not going to have the self-control I have right now, to remain as calm as I am,” James stated as he looked down, picked up a handkerchief from his desk and then wiped at his forehead.  “You’re going to cross me wrong one of these days and there won’t be any more you.”

“So Dad, what are you trying to say?”  JT asked as he leaned closer to the desk with his face in his hand with his elbow on the desk.

“Boy…” James said as JT held up his hand.

“Dad, are you saying that if I don’t conform to the way you want me to be, you’ll kill me?  Is that it Dad?”  JT asked as he jumped up from the chair, knocking it over.  “So, what is it Dad?  You want me to act more like Hillary?  Do you want me out there, sleeping with anything that moves, using people for their money?  Oh wait, or do you want me to be more like Derrick?  Do you want me acting like a thug in the street, trying to kill people and getting money out of them in fear?  Do you want me like him?”

“I ought to…” James said as JT shook his head.

“But as you know, he’s no longer with us.  So Dad how is it that you want me to be?”  JT asked, both of his hands on the desk as he looked at James closely.

“How dare you!  How dare you talk ill of the dead like that!  Don’t you have any kind of respect for your brother?”  James asked as he got up from the chair, getting in JT’s face.  “Your—your brother was a fine young man that knew how to act like a man, of which you know nothing about.  He knew how to get things done, the way you should, but you don’t!”

“I get it.  You want me out there in the streets, running hoes and slinging dope, is that it Dad?”  JT asked as he moved away from the desk and then walked towards the door.  “Sorry Dad, but I want to live a little bit longer and going to jail isn’t an option for me or my kids.”

“Hold the fuck up boy!  Where do you think you’re going?  I’m not done with you!”  James snapped.

“I think I’ve heard enough for one day,” JT said as he opened the door.  “When you want to have a civil conversation with me, let me know, that’s when I’ll return here.”

“If you walk out that door boy, you’ll be sorry,” James said as he slammed his hand down on the desk.

“I guess I’ll be sorry then.  My husband and our children are waiting for me,” JT stated as he walked through the door, closing it shut behind him.

Half An Hour Later — A Car on a Deserted Highway

“So, are you going to tell me why you’re being so quiet right now?”  Alex Donovan, JT’s lover and husband asked as he placed a hand over JT’s knee.  “You haven’t spoke a word since we left your family’s estate.”

“Fine, a word,” JT replied as he looked down.

Alex’s POV

Damn, whatever happened between him and his Dad must’ve been a real big deal.  For him to be acting like this right now, it must’ve been monumental.  I wonder what happened between them.  When it comes to JT’s family, anything is possible.

“That’s real funny handsome, but that’s not what I meant,” I said as I slowed the car down, pulled over to the side of the highway and then turned the engine off.

“Why did you stop Alex?”  He asked as he turned and looked at me.  “If you don’t get back on the road, we’re going to be late getting to where we need to be.  We don’t need to keep our boys waiting.”

“I’m sure Caleb and Mason will be fine until we get to them,” I said as he sighed.  “What did Sir James say to you?”

“It doesn’t really matter Alex,” he replied and then sighed again.  “Just get back on the road before it gets too late.”

“Come on babe, I would like to know what’s going on with you,” I said as I lifted his chin and then kissed his lips.

“As always, Dad isn’t happy that I’m with you and says that it’s not natural that we’re together,” he said with a frown as I kind of figured that conversation would rear its ugly head again between him and his father.  His dad is always spewing homophobic crap at him about the two of us being together.  One of these days, he’ll learn his lesson and keep his mouth shut.  “He asked why in the hell was I in Australia.”

“Well did you tell him that you were there with me?”  I asked.

“No, I didn’t have to tell him that, he already knew,” he replied as I wondered how he would know that.  “I guess he wanted to talk about that, but I left before I told him anything about why we were there.”

“Why?”  I asked, wondering what could’ve happened that would make him leave his father abruptly.

“He actually had the damn gall to threaten to kill me,” he replied, my eyes widening with fear upon hearing that.  “He didn’t actually say he would kill me, but he alluded to it.  He said that there would be no more me if I continued sassing him.  He acts like I’m some kind of mindless slave or something.  I’m a grown ass man; I can say and do whatever the hell I want!”

“When it comes to your Dad, maybe you should just be quiet and not say anything to make him angrier than he normally is,” I said, wondering what else was said to him while he was with his father.  “I don’t want to lose you baby…”

“You’re not going to lose me handsome,” he said as I shook my head.

“Come on baby, please don’t piss that crazy ass man off,” I said as he looked at me closely.  “Don’t do anything that would cause him to do something stupid.  So please baby, don’t piss him off.”

“Just living my life the way I do, pisses him off Alex,” he replied as he looked up at me as I saw a few tears in his eyes.  “He’ll never be happy with me, ever!”

“Are—are you happy with you baby?”  I asked, wondering if my husband really loved himself or not.  “Are you okay being a gay man?”

“You already know I’m happy being a gay man.  If I wasn’t happy being gay, do you think I would’ve married you?”  He asked, looking at me with a weak smile on his face.  “I’m just sad that I have a fucked up family that does what it can to cause unneeded stress, drama and problems for me, for us.”

“Well I’m not worried about that baby and you shouldn’t either,” I told him.  “There’s nothing your father, family or his friends can ever do to run me off.”

“Yeah right, just give it some time Alex,” he said with a frown.  “I know my family and I know what they’re capable of.”

“What I already know of your family is enough to turn me off of the rest of the Chastayne family, but I’ll always love you, no matter what,” I told him, leaning in and kissing his mouth.

“You say that now,” he said as his cell phone rang.  “I’m not in the mood for talking to anyone, so I’m just going to let that go to voicemail.”

“Baby, don’t let your family get you down,” I said, rubbing his neck as I leaned closer and kissed his forehead.  “I don’t need you getting down and depressed because of the actions of the high and mighty Chastayne family.”

“Regardless of what you say, I’m part of that family and I always will be.  There’s no changing that Mr. Donovan,” he said with a sigh as he shook his head.  “Let’s just go before it gets too late.  The boys are waiting for us.”

“Okay baby,” I said, starting the engine and pulling back onto the highway so we could go pick up our kids.

A Few Miles Away — Another Highway

Dylan’s POV

“Hey baby, how are things going with you?”  I asked my boyfriend, caressing his cheek as I leaned in close to kiss his lips as he sighed and then pushed me backwards away from him.  “Baby?”

“So, why are we here Dylan?  Why in the hell are you meeting me here, on this abandoned damn highway and not at that big fancy house that you live in on the hill?”  He asked.  “Why are we parked out here, miles from town, on this damn highway of all places?”

“This—this was the safest place for us to meet,” I replied as he sighed again, shook his head and then turned his back to me, looking out the window.

“I—I’m tired of this shit Dylan, really I am,” he said as he crossed his arms across his chest and then made a move to open the car door as I grabbed his hand, stopping him.  “Why are you stopping me Dylan?  I don’t want to be here, not like this!”

“I—I’m sorry baby, but…” I said as he interrupted me.

“Why—why can’t we be open like everyone else?  Isn’t your brother John open with his lover?”  He asked.

“John is open, but everyone in the family hates him,” I said with a frown.  “I don’t want to be on the receiving end of that kind of hatred from them.  Hell, they already don’t like me as it is because I’m white.”

“I don’t believe that Dylan,” he said as he turned around in the seat, looking at me.

“Believe it Alan,” I said as he shook his head and then looked down.  “They—they treat me totally different than everyone else in the family.”

“How do they treat you differently?”  He asked.

“They don’t really share anything with me,” I replied as I looked down at my hands.  “I really don’t know what the Chastayne family business really is; I just know that it’s real hush-hush.”

“Oh please,” he said as he shook his head again.  “That’s not a secret Dylan and you know it.”

“Oh here we go,” I said as he looked at me and then turned back around in the seat.

“Oh here we go what Dylan?  It’s not like you don’t know that your Dad dabbles in criminal activities.  Hell, you know that he owns those night clubs on the east side of town and you know he’s running drugs and whores through each and every one of them.  I hope you don’t think that law office downtown is the real deal with the Chastayne family,” he said as I shook my head.

“I don’t know Alan, that’s what I’m talking about.  If that’s what’s really going on, then I don’t really know, mainly because no one in the family will actually say anything to me.  I’m the outsider in the Chastayne family.  I’m not really one of them, so they treat me differently,” I told him as he sighed and then shook his head.

“You can’t be that naïve Dylan,” he said, placing a hand on my leg.

“You call it being naïve; I call it being in the dark about what everyone else knows that I don’t.  It’s always been like that Alan,” I said as he just looked at me.

“Fine Dylan, if you didn’t know, I just told you,” he said as placed a finger under my chin and lifted my face so I could see his eyes.  “If you don’t believe me, maybe it’s time you go find out for yourself.”

“Meaning what baby?”  I asked as he sighed and then shook his head.

“If you want to find out what it is that your family does, maybe it’s time you go find out on your own,” He said as he grabbed my hand, rubbing the top of my fingers.  “You know, be a little bit nosey and proactive on your own.  Better yet, I’m sure your brother John will help you out with that.  From what I hear around, he’s not too keen on what your Dad does either.  Why not talk to him?”

“Me and John… We… We don’t get along very well,” I said, wondering why we didn’t get along.  I don’t’ remember ever doing anything bad or wrong to him, so why doesn’t he like me?

“I don’t believe that Dylan,” he said as he sighed again.  “Just talk to him and see what he’ll tell you.”

“Why don’t we just change the subject baby?  I would rather talk about us, not what the Chastayne family does, while my back is turned,” I said as he shook his head again and then sighed.

“There’s really nothing to talk about, pertaining to us that is,” he said as he looked at me.  “Every time we see each other, we’re either in the car on a deserted damn highway like tonight, meeting up at a hotel in the next town over or you pop up at my place late at night where no one could see.  Besides that, there’s really nothing new.  Nothing ever changes with…”

“I—I hope to change that one day Alan, I really do,” I said, leaning in and kissing his lips.  “I want to be able to be with you in the open, but—but as I said, I’m not ready for that kind of hatred.”

“If you love me, like you claim you love me, then isn’t that kind of so-called hatred worth it?”  He asked.

“I—I, Alan…” I said as he shook his head again, unsnapped the seatbelt and then opened the door.  “Alan, wait baby…”

“No Dylan, no!  It seems I’m not worthy of having your love!”  He snapped as he got out of the car and then slammed the door shut, causing the window to shatter and break.  “I’ve had enough of this madness Dylan Chastayne!  I’m tired of waiting around for you to see the damn light!”

“Alan, please…” I said as I got out of the car and followed behind him as he walked down the highway.

“Leave me the hell alone Dylan!”  He snapped, shooting me the bird as he kept walking down the highway as a car passed the two of us.  Oh great, someone has seen us.  “Go on back to your rich family and forget that you ever knew me!”

“I—I can’t forget that I ever knew you, I love you Alan Quatermane,” I said, hoping that would snap him back to reality.

“That’s a bit lie Dylan!  You don’t know what love is!”  He snapped as he turned to me as I noticed he was crying.  “I—I can’t keep doing this to myself.  I—I want someone in my life that wants to be with me, that can be with me, without hiding and that’s not you and it never will be!”

“That—that can be me Alan, just please—please give me a chance here and let me do things my way,” I said as he shook his head.

“No Dylan, I’ve given you chance after chance and yet, here we fucking are!”  He yelled as he turned back around as I grabbed his hand and then pulled him to me, kissing his lips quickly as he melted into my arms, flowing into the kiss.  “Dylan, I—I don’t want to hide my love for you.”

“I don’t want to hide either,” I said as he sighed and then turned his gaze away from mine.

“Then don’t” was all he said as he pulled away from me.

A Few Miles Down the Road

Hillary’s POV

What in the hell is wrong with this damn picture here?  Are my eyes deceiving me here?  It seems my little brother Dylan has a secret of his own.  Why in the hell is he carrying on with that guy, in the middle of the damn highway like that?  Why in the hell didn’t he take that shit to a private place, like a hotel or someplace?  From what I can see and what I heard, the two of them are having an argument.  I wonder what has the both of them on edge so much.

I wonder if he’s told anyone about his secret.  I’m sure Daddy doesn’t know, being that he hasn’t made any off the wall comments about him and he’s still alive.  Hell, he must be good at what he does, I didn’t even know and I’m good at figuring out fags when they are around me.  Being that there hasn’t been any fighting at the estate, I’m sure he hasn’t told anyone about this new development in his life.  Seems little brother is like big brother.  When Daddy finds this shit out, he’s going to go through the fucking roof.  Then again, being that Dylan isn’t really his son, maybe he won’t.

Oh sweet little Dylan, what am I going to do with you?  Wait, this could work to my advantage, if I play my cards right.  Being that Daddy sees gay men as being unnatural and nasty, I’m sure I can get Dylan to do my bidding, just to keep his secret from Daddy.  I wonder just what I can get him to do for me?

Late Evening — The Chastayne-Donovan Home — The Kitchen

“So, with all that you’ve told me tonight, about what happened between you and your Dad, are you going to work in the morning?” Alex asked as he walked over to the stove and looked JT in the face.  “Are you going to be around him, where he could possibly do something to hurt you baby?”

“Yes, I’m going to work in the morning baby,” JT replied as he turned his gaze away from Alex.  “There isn’t a week that goes by that my Dad or somebody in the Chastayne family…”

“I know you might be used to them threatening you, but this threat came from the big man, your dad of all people,” Alex said as he shook his head.

“Come on baby, I’m totally used to that sort of thing. I’m sure the threats he made are just that, threats and nothing more than that,” JT stated as Alex sighed.

“I’m not ready to take the chance that this will be the time that he carries out his threats against you,” Alex said as he wrapped his arms around JT’s waist.  “Caleb, Mason and I need you, we can’t lose you now.”

“You and the boys aren’t going to lose me,” JT stated as he put down the knife and then turned to Alex.  “I wish you’d stop worrying about things that aren’t going to happen.”

“It’s hard not to worry when there are crazy people in the world that make threats against my husband’s life on a regular basis.  You might not worry about it baby, but I do.  Because you don’t worry about those crazy family members threatening you, I worry about them following through on their words and killing you, because they can,” Alex said as he turned away from JT as JT grabbed his hand, puling him close and turning him around as he noticed the tears in his eyes.  “I love you baby, but your family scares me.  You may not take them seriously, but I do baby.”

“I know you do baby.  They used to scare me too, but I don’t worry about them anymore,” JT said as he laid his head on Alex’s shoulder.  “Besides, I have a strong husband to protect me.”

“Oh, now I’m your strong husband,” Alex said with a smile.  “Last night you said I was weak when we were watching those scary movies.”

“Ha, you were a wimp last night baby,” JT said with a smile.  “You were acting like Freddy and Jason were actually coming to get you.  They would have to go through me first to get to you.  I’m the only one that plagues your dreams handsome, you got that?”

“Ha ha ha, real funny baby,” Alex said as JT laughed.

“Yeah, I thought it was.  It’s getting late, are the boys tucked in and asleep?”  JT asked as he rubbed Alex’s tummy.

“Yes, our little bundles of energy are tucked in and asleep,” Alex replied as he turned his head slightly and kissed JT’s lips.  “Why don’t we hurry this along and get up to bed as well?”

“Hmmm, it sounds like someone is feeling a bit frisky,” JT stated as he turned back to finish what he was doing.  “When I’m done preparing things for tomorrow’s outing for Caleb’s class, I’ll be right up.  Why don’t you go ahead and get the bed warm for us and…”

“Are you sure baby?”  Alex asked.

“Yeah baby, I’m sure,” JT replied as he started on something else.  “I have one more batch to do and I’ll be done.  I shouldn’t have told Mrs. Garvey I’d help with their class outings if I’d known she would have me doing this sort of stuff.”

“I tried to warn you baby,” Alex said as he laughed, kissing JT’s cheek as he waved and then walked up the back stairs.

“Yeah yeah whatever, just go warm up that bed,” JT said as he continued what he was doing.

To Be Continued…