Three college roommates licking dick heads and sucking cocks like experienced gay lovers

A Timeless Place Ch. 04

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They entered the spacious room. Jonathan was in Tony s arms. Tucked securely to his side the youth had his head resting on his shoulder his arms latched around the man s trim waist. He was led directly to the far bed where they both kicked off their shoes stretching out together. Greg felt the need to join them comin up behind Jonathan s body.



Bruce and Peter glanced at each other having the same thought at the same time.



C me on… Bruce motioned his head to the door with a grin.



They made their way down the hall of doors that lined both sides of the motel. Coming to the elevator they stepped in as the doors opened and to the back of it standing there silently for a moment. The doors closed. Bruce stepped forward touching the ground floor button.



It s nice to just hear some quiet for a change he commented as he moved back to the rear wall beside Peter.



Yes I had hoped we could spend some time alone the man informed him in an almost whisper.



Bruce now eyed him curiously. Did you want to–



No Bruce. Peter lifted a hand halting his query instantly. His full lips turned up into a rich smile. A slow shake of his head produced itself. I am not ready to display my…affections so openly he explained.



Bruce chuckled. Sorry man. We ve gotten so used to it it s just how we live.



I understand. And I m pleased that you do. In fairness I m not ready for it just yet. Peter moved closer to Bruce but did nothing more.



I don t think you re even sure you want this Peter. the man looked to him tempted to drape an arm about his shoulders. But he didn t not wanted to frighten him.



Correct again Bruce. I m not. But I do know I care deeply for you. he volunteered right away.



One step at a time Peter. If you rush you might be sorry. he warned.



The man nodded moving back to the spot he had originally been standing as the doors opened again. Bruce looked at him grinning. He understood Peter s reservations and would never try to pressure him in any way. But his body was thrumming with heat and titillation of desire for the man.



Quickly he suppressed his longing and need as they stepped out of the elevator and around the corner. Once again Peter stopped admiring the huge fountain in the center of the lobby. Then he followed Bruce out the back door into the courtyard that was filled with shapely hedges paths and flowerbeds.



They meandered along the paths for a long while talking to each other. Then the subject turned to Jonathan.



I don t understand Jonathan s reaction to me tonight. He s never talked to me like that before. Bruce openly expressed knowing Peter know more about Jonathan than any of the rest of them. Except maybe Tony.



Something startled him. I overheard him saying to himself …I know I m not crazy… Then in the same breath he said I saw it. I know I saw it.



Saw what Peter? What did he see? Bruce halted their forward motion turning to him to ask.



I do not know. He would not say the man returned simply.



But you asked him? Bruce pressed to be sure.



Yes of course I asked. But when Jonathan does not wish to talk pushing him will only serve to cause him to enclose himself completely within himself. He will tell one of us when he is ready the man assured him with a gentle nod.



Bruce stared at him for a moment. It was the first time he understood why Jonathan had clammed up on them so many times before. And they had only been meaning to help him. They knew he had issues with self-mutilation and self-injury that they all had desperately tried to understand. But as soon as they had begun to pressure him into talking about it he would seal himself up so tightly that none of them could get him to talk then.



Even though he now knew this and realized the truth he still had that deep desire to just shake it out of him if he could. But he had never done this and knew he never would. He just wanted Jonathan to be open with them about everything. It was the only way anyone could help him get through all of this.



He will talk my friend. Peter grasped his shoulders in both hands. You must have faith. He never holds it in for long. It may come as a question or perhaps an inquiry of advice. But he will open himself to one of us soon. We all must be patient with him he leaned down a bit catching eye contact with Bruce who smiled through his worry.



Bruce nodded agreeing with him fully. Peter s hand came up to cup a cheek. His eyes locked onto Bruce s. His thumb caressed the skin that was covering his cheekbone. They both could see the affect of it in the other s stare. The contact was a mutual desire that rose in them both threatening to overwhelm them. Peter almost leaned his head toward the man for a light kiss. His powerful sudden urge to do so startled him somewhat. And yet he knew he wanted to lean into him. He was more than aware of the curiosity he had for this man. A strong cognizance of his desires to feel Bruce s arms around him his body pressed to him closer than it had been that day in the forest was overcoming him. A strange intoxication of sensation was rising within him fast.



Bruce stared at him watching the changes reflecting in Peter s eyes. It seemed strange to him that he could read them so easily and knew what was going on behind those lovely transparent irises. And even though he wanted to reach up and grasp Peter s arms he didn t. He only stood there gazing into the deep richness of emotion that was being poured out to him in the man s gaze. If any moves were made Peter would make the first. He would not be guilty of persuading the man to his downfall in the event he might regret it later.



I m sorry Bruce… Peter dropped his hands moving on ahead of him quickly.



There s no need to apologize Peter. I… He caught himself about to tell him he enjoyed it as he stepped up behind him coming along side of him.



…You enjoyed my touch. Peter asked completing his unfinished statement.



Well yes… Bruce chuckled nervously. Inside he was screaming to him that he wanted so much more. But said nothing at all.



I wanted… Peter stopped again turning to Bruce looking at him squarely once more. Frustration at his inhibitions forced him to sigh long. I wanted to kiss you he informed him then.



I know Peter. Bruce cocked his head to one side a bit with a slightly sympathetic expression. It ll come when you re ready. I won t push you. I promise.



Peter nodded. I know you wouldn t. You are much too honorable to do such a thing.



Thank you Peter. Coming from you that means so much to me. he admitted.



Peter sighed again. He glanced off to his left as he always does when something was troubling him.



Talk to me Peter. Bruce urged softly.



That is what I desire Bruce. I want us to talk. And I know you have many question to ask me. I am willing to answer as many as I have knowledge of. he volunteered.



Okay… Bruce perked then. Any time he could spend with this man was fine with him. And he loved hearing his voice and the thickness of his Russian accent.



He led them to a nearby bench where he sat offering for Peter to park next to him. The man did half turning to face him. Ask Bruce… He urged then.



How long have you and Tony known each other? was his first query.



Ah… Peter smiled knowing he would have to give him some background on this one. As you have been told already Jim s operations were beginning to attract the attention of my government. Tony had already infiltrated the man s forces and was working undercover for his organization. But he was very confused at the time I met him first. It seemed Mr. Bowman was pouring on the charm with him attempting to lure him into his bed.



I had need of someone reliable on the inside that could get me in. Tony and I made friends from the very beginning. I could tell he was not a criminal. He has a kind heart though he refuses to allow those on the outside of his circle to see this. Only his closest friends and companions know his gentle side. You are lucky to have grown up with him and known him as you did. Or you may have never known him as you do…



I know… Bruce agreed with a nod of his head.



I befriended him after watching him for more than a month. One evening I saw him healthy and strong the next he was battered and terribly bruised. I took the chance to approach him that night….



Tony was seated at a small round table outside a cafГ© right next to the motel he and Maurice were staying at. In his hand was a very small cup that he was nursing. Peter sat not two tables away watching the man who had naught but a simple tee-shirt and a pair of jeans on his police issue revolver strapped around his waist.



The night before when he had seen him at this very place he had been healthy strong and glowing with vibrant manhood. But tonight was a much different story all together.



One eye was swollen shut. His lips and the face on the same side was cut and terribly bruised. A large reddened bite mark was left on the side of his neck. This suggested an abusive sexual relationship that perhaps Tony needed some advise about.



And his demeanor was not the same as it usually was. It seemed to Peter that this Tony appeared so very alone at the moment. And he thought to himself that it was time he befriend this man to help him if he could.



Hello Antonio Santini… he slipped up on the table Tony was parked at nursing a hot cup of coffee.



Tony looked up into his face with the one good eye not daring to give him a smile. He remembered seeing this man hanging around quite often of late. But he slowly moved a hand under the table to secure his weapon anyway.



There is no need for that my friend. I mean you no harm…especially when you have already incurred enough damage. he grinned kindly at him.



Hmm… Tony moaned at having to be forced to recall how it had happened. What s yer business here friend . his tone was a bit sarcastic but Peter overlooked it.



You look like you could use one. I thought I would attempt to soothe your pain a little. his kind words and gentle voice did seem to have that affect on him.



Okay have a seat. Tony rescinded his arguments out of curiosity really.



You re not from my country. You must be an American. Peter pulled out the chair speaking softly to the man for privacy as he sat watching people meander past them languidly.



Yeah so… Tony tipped the tiny cup that he brought to his lips sipping on the hot liquid. …what s yer point? he quipped grimacing at the bitterness of it.



Peter chuckled lifting the flask of curdled cream that was in the center of the table pouring a bit into the small cup. He lifted the even smaller spoon agitating it a little. Now try it Antonio…



Tony stared at him wondering to himself who had sent this damn angel to take care of him so. And knowing it would be rude to at least not finish the cup he at any rate tasted it once more. To his surprise it was much more palatable. Thanks man he nodded gently then grimaced with pain from it.



You were not so abused last night when I saw you last. What has taken place to affect such damage to you Antonio? Peter leaned to him almost whispering.



I…I don t want to talk about it he grumbled low. …And please call me Tony.



Yes… Peter smiled already knowing he would prefer that. And it gave him to know he had made some progress with this one. No one calls him Tony but those who are close to him. He knew this. Tony it shall be.



He stared at him for a moment. Your friend is very jealous of you sitting here with me now. his eyes were locked onto Tony yet he could see Maurice in the distance grueling with so much watchfulness over the fact that Tony was being entertained by someone other than he.



That son of a bitch can go fuck himself. Tony growled low at the man.



Ah… Peter nodded singularly with realization. He is the one that has done this to you. I suspect you became his little pet last night also. his expression was most serious. And with the information he had about Maurice and his habits he made that assumption easily. I m sorry he has done this to you.



Friend if you want to remain so can the convo okay? the man remarked bitterly.



Forgive my concern Tony. I only meant it as such.



I know man. And I m sorry I m being such an ass. I do appreciate your concern.



No need for apologies. I understand completely. Peter leaned back against the chair watching Tony sip more of the coffee. That is a police issue revolver you wear Tony. I was admiring it the other day.



Now Tony set the cup down and started to stand up. Peter swiftly reached for his wrist and even though the man deftly moved to prevent it he had him before Tony could get out of reach quick enough.



I am not your enemy Tony. I know you are undercover working for Mr. Bowman. I am also attempting to infiltrate and gain knowledge of his dealings in my country. But I have no access to his ring. It is much too tightly sealed. Can you assist me? Would you help me? he spoke so fast and in such a whisper that Tony had to really listen to catch it all.



You re working for the Russian government? Tony asked silently. Show me your credentials he almost growled at the man.



I cannot here when Maurice is watching so closely Tony he reasoned.



Tony looked around him quickly. C me ere… he made his way inside the little café for a second cup of coffee. Peter followed him quickly handing him his leather encasing of the card with all his insignia s on it. He glanced at it taking in the information fully and quickly then concealed the returning of it to the man.



Two coffees… he asked of the man behind the counter holding up an index finger and his thumb.



Right away Peter began to converse with the same man ordering something a bit lighter for Tony s liking. The man chuckled making a joke about him being a lightweight American. Peter didn t agree but smiled knowing not to inflame the man who would be serving them their coffees.



That is how I befriended him. He took me to meet Maurice telling him that I would be an excellent choice for a bodyguard or some other position in Mr. Bowman s ring. Maurice tested me most of the evening in the motel room they were staying at. I noticed then the blood on the sheets of the bed and knew the man had sexually abused Tony. It angered me that this man would do such a thing to my new friend. I vowed silently to myself then that he would do no more damage to this man while I yet breathed.



Then after he had tested me he left us alone to do whatever was in his mind to do. He did not return until late the next evening. We made haste to the States where I met Mr. Bowman for the first time. He was amiable toward me. But his eyes would often undress me I know.



When we were all settled again one night we were seated in his luxurious office. Tony arrived with much of a cheerful grin on his face. Right away Mr. Bowman accosted him taking him in his arms. At first I had thought he meant to only greet him…



Tony you look so happy tonight. Jim surrounded him hugging him close for a moment.



I am…I had a good day. He admitted.



Excellent my love. I have something very special for you. his smooth way and soft whisper against Tony s ear made him shiver.



Jim moaned at the affect he was having on the man in his arms. His body surged suddenly with even more desire than he had had before for this one. Tony was most exciting to him and had been a great challenge for him to say the least. And he had wanted him unquestionably. And now he would have him like it or not.



Before anyone could think he had Tony pinned against the wall. His body pressed him there harshly. His hand moved abruptly from the back of the man s neck to hold his hands where they could do no damage at all.



You like that don t you Tony? he crooned softly into his ear.



The man bucked against him trying to free himself of the hold he had over him. Right away Jim took his ear between his teeth. Fight me yes…Tony… he groaned huskily. Biting down he tasted Tony s blood. That drove him insane with arousal for this man. Is that all you have Tony? he spoke low but gruffly into his ear for only Tony to hear. I d love to see more my love.



Mr. Bowman… Peter had been on his feet the moment Jim had grasped his friend at the back of the neck slamming him to the wall.



Leave us Peter! All of you! Leave us! the man growled at them.



You mean to tell me that Mr. Bowman raped Tony too? Bruce griped in surprise.



Not exactly Bruce. As I had said Tony was quite confused. He was being swayed by the man and it was almost accomplished.



C me on Peter… Maurice chuckled after a moment of Peter s bold stare at the two against the wall. He watched as Jim s lips and tongue began to break Tony s resolve quickly. And if the man wanted this he could not deny him of it in the least. He turned leaving the room with Maurice only hoping Tony knew what he was doing.



It was many years later that Maurice sexually assaulted that young girl. He had sent me to do his dirty work while he assaulted Tony the same way again. When I returned early the next evening I found him in the bathroom cleaning his wounds. Tony and I then went downstairs to the same café where we sat talking and drinking coffees. The owner also brought us pastries saying we had been his best customers all day. With a broad smile he left us to our conversation in which Tony revealed to me his plight the night before…



I had gone to bed early. I knew Maurice was really antsy but didn t think anything of it. I wasn t really feeling that well and went right off to sleep… Tony sighed heavily as he stared into his small cup. It seemed he was lost in his own world for the moment as the memory of the events the night before forced their way back into his mind again.



Take your time Tony. I know this must be very difficult for you. Peter lifted his hand placing it on Tony s forearm in a gesture of comfort toward him.



Tony nodded only still recalling it.



You have no need to say more my friend if you do not wish.



I know Peter. And I appreciate that. But I have to talk to someone. Tony looked up at the man beside him at the round table they were seated at outside the cafГ©.



Then I will hear all you have to tell me friend. And I will think no less of you when you are finished. he assured him.



I didn t give it up easily Peter. He cuffed me to the damn bed again while I was asleep. I couldn t get away from him or do anything to protect myself. It was the same thing the last time he did this to me. And then is when he tells me he drugged my cola to make me go to sleep both times. That s why I didn t feel well. That s how he was able to cuff me and I didn t wake up…



I know a good remedy for those cuts and bruises on your wrists Tony. Do you have them on your ankles also?



Tony nodded his eyes misting a little from his emotional pain. He unconsciously bit his lip trying to quell the tears that threatened. Already bruised and swollen it hurt. But Tony was comforted by the pain of it somewhat.



Tony you will begin to bleed again if you do not stop. Peter warned watching the man literally almost bite through his lip. He took out the clean hanky in his pocket dabbing the oozing wound lightly when Tony released it finally. Hold that to it. It will stop the bleeding. he looked at the man with so much concern now…

So Maurice did rape Tony… Bruce interrupted with his rhetorical question. He was more or less just thinking out loud.



Yes he did twice. It was all planned you see. He had acquired the cuffs from a shop down the street the first time he did this. At the apothecary he had the owner mix him a sedative that would make Tony sleep soundly but last only long enough to secure him to the bed. When Tony awoke he was being raped. He fought him strongly which incurred the injuries to his face and body. Maurice stuffed a sock in his mouth tying a gag around him to keep him quiet from curious neighbors. Then he did as he pleased with him the rest of the night. Peter looked down at the squares of concrete beneath their feet as he revealed this to Bruce.



And Tony didn t kill him when he was let go? Bruce inquired then.



Maurice had left him unconscious. He uncuffed him and left the room staying away from him until we had to rescue him. By the time I had returned Tony was feeling the emotional affects of this unfortunate drama of his life.



Bruce nodded understanding that completely. Having experienced the degrading emotional affects of Jim Bowman s wickedness he could not blame Tony in the least.



So what happened with the little girl? He asked watching the many emotions that were flashing across Peter s face.



We had just left the cafГ© and went up to the room. I had offered to tend to Tony s wounds insisting upon it to be honest with you. He was suffering needlessly. And I for one would not abide by it. Peter s voice became deeper and stronger with his emotions as he told the story.



I had gotten the desk clerk to send someone up to change the bedding and towels in the bathroom when I finished. She was not happy until I gave her a couple rubles to quiet her complaints about having to do this. And she angered me with her comments that we had played to rough. But I kept my tongue for Tony s sake focusing my attentions upon his comfort alone. Just as she was about to leave the politzi came to arrest Tony…



The little cleaning lady almost jumped as she opened the door seeing them standing there. Abruptly she covered her mouth with a screech. Then she rattled at the officials making many inquiries of them and their purpose there.



Peter came to Tony s defense right away. He has been with me all night. He has done no wrong. We sat and drank coffee downstairs most of the night. Then I brought him up here to tend the wounds his room mate left on him from the night before…



But you did not do this to him? the short plump woman asked then.



Of course not woman. Don t be obtuse he grumbled then.



If this is so the shop owner will agree you were his patrons all night? One of the cops asked.



Of course he would. Peter defended with a gentle smile.



Go and check this out… The commanding officer requested of his junior.



If you need him for questioning I would like to accompany him. He is not familiar with our procedures. Peter offered then.



We ll see… the man looked past him and the woman to Tony who was sitting slumped forward on the bed. It appears your story must be true. He barely has the strength to sit up. It would take much more to do what has been accused of him. I do not see that he was physically capable of doing this crime. the commander approached Tony lifting his chin from his chest staring into his distant gaze. He is not even coherent. What is he on?



Nothing sir. I promise you. He is exhausted and in much need of rest. What is he accused of? Peter inquired now.



Raping and beating a young girl half to death. The man answered with disdain.



The woman gasped putting her fingers over her mouth again. But he couldn t have! They were together when they came up to their room! I just finished changing this room! They have been right here for the past hour! she stomped her foot on the floor strongly in protest.



I assure you this man did no such thing. Peter defended quickly.



The junior officer arrived with the captain of the force. Come now… The captain barked at the man that was inspecting Tony s wounds now. This man is not guilty of this crime. We go back to the yard. He waved a hand at the man urgently. We apologize for any inconvenience sir. he said as they left closing the door.



So Maurice blamed Tony almost getting him arrested for something he did. Bruce chimed sarcastically.



Yes. And if I and the cleaning lady had not been there he would have quietly gone with them and been prosecuted for the crime. Peter volunteered then.



Bruce groaned most displeasurably. That snake… Peter chuckled. I made Tony lie back and sleep until the afternoon when the woman returned to the room in a terrible dishevel.



There s a man on the phone that says he must speak to you or this Tony! He is very upset! You must come! she grasped Peter s arm half dragging him down the stairs. When they arrived at the desk she shoved the handset to him. Peter put it to his ear. Hello?



Peter is that you? The gruff voice of Maurice was on the other end.



I have a mind to hang up now Maurice and leave you to your plight. he commented seriously.



You do and I swear you ll never walk again. the man threatened strongly.



Whether I walk again is not up to you Maurice. What is your business and be quick about it. I must change Tony s dressings from what you have affected upon him. Peter boldly voiced.



Oh aren t you the righteous one. Maurice quipped angrily. I need to get the fuck outta here Peter. They mean to hang me! You have to get in touch with Mr. Bowman and tell him I m in trouble. He ll tell you what to do.



Peter groaned most unpleasantly. And if I don t?



Then Mr. Bowman will see to you when you get back to the State asshole. He ll be very suspicious of you and Tony for whatever cover-up you might be thinking about.



Oh I mean to tell Mr. Bowman the truth of the matter Maurice. You can rest assured of that. And I m certain the man will be very disturbed that you have twice raped his little pet. Now you see fit to do the same to an innocent little girl. And you want me to assist you in getting free? Peter laughed sardonically at the last.



Peter! I swear…



The man listened as other angry voices came over the line. He could make out that they insisted Maurice end his call right away.



No! Wait! I m not finished yet! Maurice shouted at them in urgency.



The line went dead. Peter chuckled at Maurice s quandary. But stood thinking about what must be done from the boss point of view. Still before he made that decision he must know Tony s feelings on the matter first.



I will return to make a call madam. Would you excuse me. he nodded politely at her then made his way up the stairs.



The door was still open and Tony was still fast asleep. He hated to even disturb him. But he must know how the man felt about this before he made any decisions at all.



Tony… He lightly shook the man awake.



The man moaned groggily sitting up rubbing his eye.



I m sorry my friend. A new development has arisen in which I must know your desires. he explained.



Oh? What s goin on? Tony almost appeared to be drunk as he tossed his legs over the edge of the bed.



Maurice has just called me. He said they will hang him soon and wants one of us to call Mr. Bowman and find out what to do about this. The man informed him slowly knowing his condition was not favorable for normal conversation.



Let him rot… Tony grumbled ardently.



Peter chuckled. Yes my feelings are the same my friend. But what would Mr. Bowman say?



Ha! When he finds out what Maurice has done he ll hit the fuckin ceilin . Tony boasted.



Then you should be the one to tell him. He would want to hear this from you not me. Peter advised.



True. Tony stood staggering into the bathroom. Let me wake up and I ll do it. he called from behind the door.



I will retrieve you some coffee my friend. Peter went to the door leaving the room promptly. He returned only a few minutes later with two fresh cups of coffee in hand.



Tony was inspecting the large bruise on his side that Peter had wrapped tightly.



No Tony. You must leave that be. the man fussed vehemently.



But it hurts Peter. Tony glanced up at him as the man set the cups down on a small table beside the bed.



Then you should inform Mr. Bowman about it and seek medical attention. the man moved to him strongly tearing Tony s hands away from the bandages that encircled his ribcage.



Oh you want me to tell bowman that Maurice raped me? That would be a good laugh for him. Tony looked up at him grimacing as Peter tightened the ace bandage again.



You should tell him what has happened Tony. He will know when we get back anyway. To surprise him with this would be a worse fate for you than for Maurice. This I assure you. he didn t look at the man s worried stare as he worked.



You re right. Bowman would be furious with me if I don t tell him at all.



Then you know what you must do. he clipped the bandage securely then handed him a cup of the coffee. We must also prepare to leave right away. I m sure he will want us home quickly.



Tony nodded moaning at the feel of the hot liquid that was exceptionally good that day. What time is it? he asked knowing Bowman would be up late but they needed to call him before he retired.



It would be ten pm for him. Peter stated looking at his watch knowing what Tony was thinking in asking.



I need to call him right away. he set the coffee down standing.



They meandered down the stairs asking the woman at the desk to use the phone. Tony made the call to his private number that only Jim s inner circle knew.



This had better be a life or death situation. his voice was as smooth and though it sounded non-threatening Tony knew he was serious. He could hear Jonathan sniffling in the background and knew the man was up to his abusive ways.



Mr. Bowman we have a situation over here. Tony returned quickly.



Stay… he heard Jim command to Jonathan and move from wherever he was. …Be quick about it Tony. His tone changed to the demands of the moment.



Maurice is in jail for sexual assault of a young girl. He just called a couple minutes ago and said they re gonna hang him soon.



They all stood there hearing Jim screaming through the phone a long string of profanities in his wrath. Tony held the phone away from his ear it was so profoundly heard. It was a long moment before he calmed again.



You must tell him Tony. Peter spoke up then.



Tell me what! he shouted then.



I ll tell you when you re calmer Mr. Bowman. Tony offered.



Give me the phone Tony. He must know the truth. Peter deftly secured it from the man informing him of what Maurice had done to Tony twice now.



And he never told me the first time? the man yelled at Peter then. Get him back on the damn phone Peter!



Thanks for nothin Peter. Tony quipped.



Peter shrugged as he took the handset from him.



Mr. Bowman I…



Hush Tony. You need not explain yourself to me. I know it must have been difficult for you to trust me to deal with this in the first place. But you know I would have. You can leave Maurice to his fate. He deserves whatever he gets. a short pause came then. Better yet rescue him and bring him to me. I will deal with him myself. He ll wish he had been hung by the Russians. His voice was most pleasant again.



Yes sir… Tony understood his point completely.



You take care of your body Tony. Let Peter nurse you until you get home. Then I will have my doctor tend you. the man suggested. Get here as quickly as you can. Do not meander about Russia after you have gotten Maurice out. I am calling to make reservations for you right away so you will have a limited time to secure the wretch.



Yes sir. Tony kept repeating over and again until he hung up the phone. I have work to do. Give Jim a few minutes and find out when our plane leaves. he instructed Peter as he made his way up the stairs to the room.



Less than an hour later a man with a military hair cut and a dark suit entered the precinct with orders to escort Mr. Dubois to a facility elsewhere where the execution would take place. He was informed then that the young girl had survived the night and had positively ID d Maurice as the perp.



Tony chuckled as the man was bringing Maurice to him. He could see he wasn t sure what was going on and why. The man that cuffed his hands behind him he didn t recognize at all. His pulse began to race as he knew now that Tony and Peter might not ever find him once he was taken away from here. But he let the man lead him out of the building and down the steps thinking to escape if he could once outside.



But the man was ready for him and gave him a tight pinch over the large artery in the man s shoulder. He pressed him between his body and the car keeping him secured. And soon Maurice succumbed to the blackness that swirled around him so violently.



When he next awakened he was on the plane headed toward the U.S… Disoriented by all that had taken place he looked around him realizing Tony s disguise and disgust.



You did it you son of a bitch. And I thought you were one of them. he laughed.



Don t count yer chickens too quick Maurice. Jim is not happy with you at all. He informed him.



Well fuck you too Tony. the man groaned his smile fading quickly.



Just tellin ya up front man. Mr. Bowman is pissed. He explained.



So Maurice actually expected to go home and not face the music? Bruce asked with a bit of a chuckle in his voice.



Yes I m afraid so. He truly believed he was immuned to the man s wrath.



Did Jim actually punish him?



Peter chuckled shifting to rest his arm on the back of the upright of the bench. Let s just say he needed some serious medical attention when the man was finished.



Oh I ve got to hear about this one. Bruce chimed now very engrossed in this story Peter was telling.



Peter nodded with another short laugh. We arrived at the airport and took a cab to the mansion…



The three men entered the office where he was seated behind his desk. Jonathan was there under the desk giving the man one of his specialties. That is until his enforcers arrived.



That s enough Jonathan. Go and see that Mrs. Cora feeds you well babe. he stole a kiss from the youth as he came up from under the desk.



Jonathan grabbed his shirt from the back of one of the chairs putting it on before he left the room silently. Jim stood moving to the bar making drinks for everyone including himself.



Have a seat gentlemen. I know your flight must have been long and grueling. he seemed so very pleasant at the moment. And how are you feeling Tony. he turned with the four glasses in his hands. Giving each one a glass he went to his chair sitting again.



I m very sore sir. My chest hurts maddeningly. He complained lightly.



I ll have my doctor look at you as soon as I m finished here. he paused for only a second. I m sure Peter has done an effective job at tending you or you would not be standing I m certain.



No sir. You re right. Tony respectfully answered.



Jim smiled briefly giving a slight nod of approval. Maurice I hear you have been very naughty. What did you do to Tony? He asked before the man could lie to him about it.



I only meant to have some fun with him. He was just such a prude. That s not my fault. the man chimed with a grin.



You also saw fit to grossly ignore my warnings to you when you are away from me. The man grumbled taking a long swallow of his drink. He then ran his thumb around the glass watching the action as though it amused him to do this.



Mr. Bowman I m really sorry about the little girl. I ll send her parents something for their loss sir.



The man suddenly tossed his head back laughing boisterously. You arrogant prick! he then slammed the glass on the table breaking it into large chunks.



She lived! You fool! he stood coming from around the desk toward him slowly. She identified you! Of all the idiotic things Maurice! Now you have implicated me in your blunder! And I am most displeased with you. his tone calmed at the last.



Suddenly he drew his automatic from the inside of his coat. Maurice looked down the barrel of it holding his breath long waiting. Waiting for Jim to end his miserable life. Waiting to see if he had the guts to do it.



Jim pressed the end of the barrel right at his forehead. He forced Maurice s head back with his strong coercion. I oughta just kill you now you arrogant fool. But that wouldn t be any fun for me now would it? the man grinned sarcastically.



No sir. It wouldn t.



I assure you Maurice. This will not be any fun for you at all. I am so put out with you I really would rather pull the trigger than to look at you. his tone was so very smooth.



Then pull it sir. Maurice haughtily stated.



You fucking… he eased back on the trigger quickly. It clicked causing the man to become even more incensed. Raring back he slammed the weapon against the side of his head. Blood splattered everywhere as Maurice slumped sideways abruptly.



He realized Jim was so very serious. It had never occurred to him that Bowman would actually kill him. That is until now. Hearing the tale tell click of the trigger forced him to know this truth. And now he would endure a most terrible beating from the man because he had not loaded his gun.



Tony and Peter jumped to their feet trying to avoid the blood that was covering Jim Maurice and much of the furniture nearby. They did nothing to stop the man hoping he would make an end of Dubois life. With him dead all of them could sleep much better.



Both of them had not ever witnessed Jim actually kill anyone. And Maurice was already unconscious having slid from his chair into the floor. That was where Jim was at the moment. Crouching over Maurice pistol whipping him to death. Unfortunately for all of them he didn t manage to actually kill the man. He recovered after months of hospitalization and specialized care from Jim s physician.



He probably never intended to kill the prick. Bruce grumbled strongly.



That is what Tony believes also. But I do not. Jim has never been so angry. I had seen him angry before but this was horrendous Bruce. If only you had been there to witness it you would know what I mean. Maurice actually had to undergo plastic surgery to correct much of the damage the man did to his face. He was not recognizable as the same man when he had healed the first time. After the plastic surgery he was himself again. But he also gained a much needed respect for James Bowman afterwards.



Bruce chuckled. You don t say? he jested. They both laughed for a moment. Then Bruce fell silent thinking. I wonder if that could be part of the reason he only gave him a quarter of his investments.



I believe it is. I would almost guarantee that Maurice was originally meant to receive much more from the man s will. But it is obvious that he was sane enough on the day he changed it to recall that Maurice was no more deserving of anything at all really. He gained a respect for the man yes. But after his beating he was never the same. He would not openly disobey Jim. Instead he would devise ways to do this so that he could not find out. Or if he did it could be covered up somehow.



But Jim was no moron. Did you know that Mr. Bowman was planning a terrible accident for him during the shooting or possibly right after?



No I didn t. Bruce looked to him curiously.



Yes he grew very tired of hearing of Maurice s blatant disobedience. He had already discovered Tony. And as you heard on the tape he had meant to lure him in completely. Thankfully Tony was much wiser. But I was never sure he knew of me. So I stayed. And a good thing I did. Maurice would have killed Jonathan long before he attempted to that night we chased you down in Texas.

And Tony would ve killed Maurice but he was afraid he d hit you. Bruce informed him.



Yes Tony was always afraid for his aim. But I grant you he is very good. His confidence was weakened the day Bowman asked him to take one shot at Maurice….



It was after their return from Russia. Maurice had finally healed from the beating he had miraculously lived through. Jim was most displeased at this fact and wanted Maurice out of the way completely. His anger still hot he sat one day thinking of ways to be rid of the mongrel.



Tell me what you think Peter. You are the most level-headed of us all. What would be your solution to this problem? Jim nonchalantly waved the hand of the arm that the elbow was propped on the arm of the chair he sat in.



Sir I will not be a part of blatant murder…



Can it Peter. You re in this as deep as the rest of us. Jim chuckled. Just answer me please his tone was one of such calm that it seemed he was having one of his better days that day. I must be rid of him before he kills us all. Now please what are your thoughts on this?



I agree that Maurice is a liability to this organization. And to answer you there are many ways to be rid of him. Poisons are expensive that are not detectable but very effective. There are those that will make it appear he has had a heart attack. One will slow down his circulation and respiration so that he will appear as dead. But once he is buried he will awaken not long after…



Hmm… Jim grinned thinking on that one seriously. …That would be gruesome. he chuckled then. What else could be done?



Just shoot him sir. Tony piped then. Get it over with damn. his vehemence was most evident.



Jim studied Tony long for a moment. Are you willing to be the shooter? I will not pull the trigger a second time. I could have ended my whole career over him that day. But if you do this Tony You get one shot at it. And clean up your mess afterwards. You re a damn good shot kid. I wouldn t deny you your vendetta against him. So think about it and let me know quickly.



I don t need to think about it sir. Give me a rifle and a scope. I ll have him out of your way in ten minutes or less. Tony piped.



Jim chuckled. No Tony. Let s make a sport of it. Use your police revolver instead.



Tony looked at Peter then back at Jim. His breath was caught in his throat for a moment. You can t be serious sir. he grumbled.



Actually I am Tony. You are more familiar with that weapon so use it. the man stood going to the bar. And once you are done with him return to me so that we can discuss your future with us.



Sir?



Jim finished pouring his drink then turned taking a single sip of it. Returning to the chair he was seated in he sat gracefully. Where is Jonathan? he asked of Peter then.



I m not sure sir. The last I saw him he was resting from last night sir. Peter reminded him in his way that Jonathan had only just returned that morning from servicing one of Mr. Bowman s customers.



Ah… the memory of that struck him at its mention. When he awakes I d like to see him. There are some things I need to discuss with my nephew. he ordered gently.



There s no need to bring the kid in on this Bowman. Tony grumbled.



NO? the man leaned toward him in emphasis.



Sir I will do it. But holding Jonathan will only make me nervous. I ll probably miss.



What kind of monster do you think of me Tony? I have no intentions of putting Jonathan up for your loyalty to me. he relaxed again. His face appeared suddenly unimpressionable. My nephew and I have things to discuss for tonight. This has nothing to do with you. But I feel you have something to confess to me don t you Tony? he grinned finally.



Sir? Tony shifted nervously in his chair trying to act as though nothing was wrong.



Yes my love. But I am willing to offer you much. I have need of you. And I do like having you here. You do an excellent job for me. I am willing to pay you twice what your organization is paying you now. Besides that you have stolen my interest. I ll give you a car pay all of your outstanding bills I ll even give you a bonus to start that would help you take care of that one debt that keeps hounding you so. You think about it while you rid me of Maurice. he waved the man off like he always did when he was finished with whomever he was talking to at the time.



Sir… Tony stood knowing he had already been dismissed.



Go Tony. Return to me with an answer. You will be happy with me if you stay. I will say that. the man blatantly rested his hand over his crotch where Tony s eyes settled knowing they would.



Groaning Tony rushed out of the room. Sweat beading on his face as he did. He almost hated the affect this man had over him. But now the man knew he was a cop. What would he do?



He rushed to his room to retrieve his revolver trying to quell the implications that had suddenly arisen. His only thought now should be killing Maurice. But deep in the back of his mind his own survival was prevalent.



Going up onto the roof he knew Maurice was in the courtyard. It was his ritual lately since he was now living in the hospital of the mansion. Each day he was brought out to the courtyard to bask in the sun. Today would be no different.



Finding the closest vantage point he positioned himself. Sweat was dripping into his eyes as he aimed down at the man s head. Wiping it away with the shirt over his shoulder he aimed again. His hands trembled.



Come on Santini. Ease up. Stop thinking and just shoot the bastard. He was thinking to himself.



Taking a deep breath he aimed again letting it out slowly. Knowing he had his target he fired that one shot that was afforded him. But to his dismay Maurice bent down to smell a stupid rose. The bullet zinged past the point Tony had aimed.



Son of a bitch! I should ve anticipated that! He scrambled back from the roof as Maurice began to look up to see who was firing at him. Crawling to the trapdoor he jumped down and hurried back to his room. Quickly he packed up his belongings. In a matter of two minutes he was out the front door. He knew Jim would be furious that he missed. And knowing that he would also be murderous at the same time having seen the results of Maurice s failed attempt he also knew Jim wouldn t make that mistake twice.



Damn… Bruce commented harshly. Poor Tony.



Yes but at least he was finally away from the confusion that had him trapped. Peter remarked.



Oh yes…



And he did come back to tell him his answer. Mr. Bowman insisted he return to at least clear the air with him.



You re joking? Bruce coiled finding it hard to believe Bowman could be so thoughtful.



It was a ploy to get Tony back under his wing. You see as he stated in the tape he wanted Tony. He was hard up for him and miserable the entire time he had been gone. He began to substitute Tony s presence in his bed with Jonathan or…



Maurice… Bruce groaned.



Yes. Peter smiled. He wanted Tony. But not having him there he had to feed his appetite somehow.



Was he that sexual? Bruce asked then.



As much or more than Tony is. Peter stated with a grin.



Bruce laughed. Okay I get the picture now.



He thought for a moment. He still had so many questions to ask of Peter. But he didn t want to weary him with so many at one time.



If you would like we can continue this in the morning Bruce. I know you must be tired. Peter offered.



That would be nice Peter. But I m not ready to go back to the room just yet. he volunteered.



As you wish my friend. the man smiled with understanding.

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