Chapter 16:

Back Home Again

    They were just getting the last of Delray's slave boys loaded into the boats when they were interrupted by the sounds of guns clicking. Ben Toeber spun around with his flashlight, the beam falling upon two very large and muscular young men - one black, one white. They were nullified, nude except for their leather utility harnesses, and wearing heavy boots. Ben blinked in surprise as they dropped their weapons and raised their arms. Then they dropped to their knees and bowed. Ben found that not only strange, but arousing as well. "Sir," the black one spoke up, "From what we can tell, we're the last of Mr. Delray's guards. I think the rest were killed in the shelling."

    "What do you want?" Ben asked, as the slave boys cowered behind him. But it was Alem, the African boy, who spoke up.

    "Master Ben, sir, I know them! They're...they're different." Alem waited for permission to go on. Ben nodded and touched his cheek. "I don't know their names, sir, but they're the only ones who were never mean to us on purpose."

    "Sir," the white guard asked, "You've got every right to shoot us right here, and I kinda hope you do. But we grew up on this island. When we weren't boys anymore, Delray promoted us to guards. He shot us full of hormones, made us work out, and well...sir, we've got nowhere else to go. We're just as much slaves as the boys are. We'd like to come with you, sir."

    Sander, who'd been helping Delray's boys onto the rafts, looked up. "You're the guys from under the air shaft," he remembered.

    "We knew you were up there," the black guard smiled at him. Sander gaped at him.

    "You LET us get away?" the boy asked.

    "Like I said, killing boys bothers us," one guard replied.

    "Most of the boys know we're not like the other guards," the other added. "And sir, you're gonna need help with them. Delray's got 'em all pretty fucked up in the head."

    Toeber called Chow, who consented, on one term - if he thought for one second that the guards were compromising him in any way, he'd simply toss them overboard. The guards dropped their utility harnesses and happily agreed. With the guards' help, they finally got the boys all settled across various yachts and fed and bedded down for the night. Then Tsu removed Hop Sing's and Sander's black collars, throwing them overboard as the armada hit deep water and sped off for the Chilean coast.

    Ben Toeber was a  man who did things by the book. Once they rendezvoused with the Chilean navy, he told them the whole story. As he was in the midst of it, something out to sea exploded in a huge fireball that shot glowing flame and ash into the sky. "I think we, ahhh, broke something back there?" He offered. The officers laughed. As it turned out, no one in the military or the government of Allied South America wanted anything to do with over fifty sexually mutilated and emotionally damaged boys. One Admiral even put Ben in contact with the local government, where homeless and wild boys were still being hunted down in the streets and shot like rats. Toeber wound up with not only Delray's boys, but with a new boat full of supplies and least two dozen shocked Chilean boys from juvenile custody, who were totally freaked out about seeing the nullos. "It's cheaper for us, trust me," the official said, as he politely tossed Toeber and his entourage OUT of South American waters.

    They made for San Carlos Island at a much slower pace, mainly to keep the boys from becoming seasick. It was a rough trip for most of them, but fortunately, Doctor Knox had had the foresight to send a nurse along. Manfred, an old San Carlos boy himself, had just complete nursing school and returned to the island to work for Toeber and Knox.

    Freed of their black collars - for the first time in their lives that some could remember - many of the boys took advantage of it. They began to open up and talk, spending every free moment on deck in the sunshine. They also went through provisions at an alarming rate, which was just what they needed. Some of them, however, cowered below decks and just sat staring. Others huddled together tightly, afraid to lose contact with one another. Nights were also an adventure, as a great many of the boys - who insisted on sleeping together, or with the adults - woke up with screaming nightmares.

    Ben thought about it for two days, then he finally came to the conclusion that he was going to have to risk collaring them all. It was simply too easy to misplace one, or have one abducted. And the more he thought about it, the more he realized that he couldn't bear losing any of them. It confused him, the way he was feeling - the way he'd been feeling since seeing Delray's boys on the beach that night. He presented his idea to Sander and Hop Sing, and while somewhat withdrawn, the idea of being collared again didn't bother them. In fact, Hop Sing wanted a collar back around his neck. He was afraid to be without it. Ben didn't blame him a bit.

    They docked to refuel and take on supplies at a small island port in the South Pacific, only a few more days away from home. That was when Ben assembled the boys and decided to give them a rest on dry land for a few days. It was easy to arrange, since he knew the man who ran the resort very well. He was more than happy to clear out a space for the crowd. Ben imposed upon him for use of his phone, and placed several calls to Switzerland.

    "Now boys," Toeber explained patiently, as Sander and Hop Sing stood on each side of him. "I know you're scared, still, but we're not going to hurt you. You should all know that by now. What I have to do is put collars on you," Ben said, which sent some of the rescued boys into tears again. "They're for protection, and tracking," Ben went on, "And they do NOT, I assure you, DO NOT harm you! Hop Sing?" Ben asked, and Hop Sing stepped forward. Ben snapped a red collar around his neck. Hop Sing looked confused. "The red collar means no one has the right to touch you, hurt you, or anything," Ben explained. "It locks into a tracking system, and it serves as a communicator also. If you need something, squeeze it and talk. It won't come off, and it won't break, but it won't hurt you."

    "It's OK," Sander assured them, really. They're not punishment collars."

    "Thank you, Ben," Hop Sing bowed slightly. Then he hugged Ben and touched his collar for reassurance. "Father?" He asked. "Right here, son" Tsu's voice replied. Then Ben snapped a gold collar around Sander's neck. Sander looked confused.

    "You've been promoted," Ben told him. "I think you've probably got some good ideas for how to train the new boys? You wanted them, you got them. They're all yours, Sander." Sander beamed at him. A red or gold collar meant that no one could fuck him as they pleased! He and Hop Sing were no longer sex slaves! It made them both so happy that they hugged one another - violently, laughing all the while.

    That was pretty much all it took to convince the other boys. All of Delray's boys and the South Americans were fitted with red collars and registered. Some of the reluctant ones cried and tugged at the collars, but not many. Most of the SA's, as Ben called them, just sat on deck with their legs crossed as the journey got underway again.

    It took over a week to make it back to San Carlos Island.

    When the armada arrived, they were greeted by the sight of Mrs. Tsu standing on the end of the pier in a brightly colored two piece bikini. "Uh oh, it's the little woman," Chow offered. Mr. Tsu cringed. As soon as the yachts docked, she set in to complaining and didn't stop all the way back to Ben's office. On the boats, boys just sat and stared at the island.

    "I think it's a good place," one of Delray's old guards assured the boys near him.

    Moments later, Ben Toeber and some staff came back to expedite the unloading of the boys. The SA's were terrified, naked and surrounded by nullos, but they managed to get them off the boats too. Ben did a quick head count with his handheld, and gasped when saw that the boy population of his island had just doubled. The staff took the boys in hand, and Doctor Knox almost had a fit as he began triaging Delray's boys. He was in for a long night, it seemed, as he and Manfred and the guards fled with the new arrivals.

    Sander and Hop Sing were the last ones off the boat. As they got down and turned around, Ben was there with his arms around their shoulders. "You did a good thing, boys, I'm proud of you," he said.

    "Just think of all the money you'll make now," Sander said wryly.

    "It's not about the money, not anymore," Ben replied wistfully, "It used to be, but not now. I had no idea anyone could be so cruel to boys."

    "And nullifying them like you do us isn't?" Sander asked. Hop Sing remained quiet.

    "That's going to have to change," Ben nodded. "Lester Delray showed me one thing, and that was that I'm not perfect. In a way, I liked hurting boys just as much as he did. I was a hypocrite."

    "But never after the cut," Hop Sing added.

    "Yes, even then," Ben corrected him, "Because I thought that just because I had a boy under contract, and he was trained, and cut, that he had to be a sex slave. Then on Delray's island, when I was going off on him, I realized that I was wrong. Not every boy I bring here can be a green-collar boy. For some of you, it's like hell on earth, I'd wager," Ben mused.

    "I hate it, sir," Hop Sing whispered. "It's so shameful."

    "Well, you're all in for a surprise," Ben assured him, reminding him of his red collar. "Look there," he pointed.

    Sander and Hop Sing looked up at the end of the pier and smiled.

    There stood Chris, Matti, Lewie, a man in some awful Bermuda shorts and a funny hat, and even Timmy! Next to them stood another boy, a nullo, in a green collar. He was holding a little boy's hand - he was wearing a red collar - and waving. Next to him stood a taller boy in a red collar, and a young woman holding a baby. Off to one side stood another Chinese boy that Hop Sing didn't know, also a nullo.

    "Timmy! Chris!" Both Sander and Hop Sing yelled, racing forward to a violent reunion in the middle of the pier. They went crashed into each other and went down in a heap, hugging and kissing and laughing and crying all at once.

    "There's more to it than money," Ben sighed, as he watched Chow and Li confront the newly neutered Keye.

    "You're looking well, nephew," Chow said.

    "Thank you, uncle," Keye bowed, the both of them hugged him. "Did you find Jin?"

    "I did, just as I feared, Keye. Delray had him. He's here now, though." Keye nodded.

    Li touched Keye's nullo place and smiled. "Looks good on you," he commented, "Didn't I tell you?" Keye nodded again.

    "Feels funny," Keye smiled, "But they take good care of me here, sir!" Chow then introduced them, but Hop Sing was more interested in his friends and politely excused himself, about to burst with happiness.

    "Timmy! You're OK!" Hop Sing cried, "They told us you were dead!"

    "Hell, I almost was!" Timmy said seriously. "Your uncle tried to kill me with some kind of nonstop fuck machine! Tore me up bad inside, but Doctor Knox put me back together, better'n'new! Thanks to your sister!"

    "Who?"

    "An Dong's pregnant girlfriend," Timmy told him, as the couple greeted their little brother too, "Doc got some kind of juice outta the baby mess, when the baby came early, and used it to treat me. Something about growing new nerves from baby-stems or something? Said without it, I'd have been ruined for life."

    Hop Sing looked up, looking more closely at the rest of the greeting party. He recognized An Dong and Jie Kang, his brothers, but what got his attention was the nullified boy in the green collar holding Jie Kang's hand. "Guo Jian?" Hop Sing gasped. "Is that you?"

    "Brother!" Guo Jian yelled, as he came to join them. Hop Sing stared at him in shock, unable to believe it. Right in front of him stood the very thing he'd been trying to prevent all along - Guo Jian was wearing a green collar and he had nothing but smooth pink skin between his legs. But then Matti and the rest of them were there. Hop Sing didn't know what to do as his brother hugged him.

    "Don't flip out on me, kiddo," Matti laughed at Hop Sing, and they noticed a small bandage behind his left ear. "Your brother's as gay as gay can get, and he volunteered for neutering! Hell, he's worse than Timmy there! He wore me out training!"

    "Hey!" Timmy protested, "I ain't been fucked since I woke up in the hospital," he told them. Then he looked away. "I...I dunno if I can. He said I might be ruined, in the head, I mean." Chris snorted. Timmy punched him playfully.

    "That's why Ben called me," Mr. Gunter Schmidt of Switzerland told them, bending down to hold Timmy and reassure him. "When you're ready to try, I'll be here. And if you can't, you can still go home with me. I'll still love you, even if you can't fuck."

    Sander's jaw dropped. "Yeah, right," he sneered, glancing at Matti, who had suddenly started trembling.

    "Sander, I'm sorry," Matti said, looking away. "When they took you I...I had this breakdown. Doctor Knox found a chip implanted behind my ear, and when Tsu fixed the systems, it caught me talking to Lester Delray. Sander, he had me...hypnotized or something. I was being bad to you because he told me to, to make you suffer and then you'd not care if they took you. He wanted me to make you hate it here, so you'd be easier to take, to want to leave or not care! I...I...," Matti choked, and started to cry.

    "Believe him, Sander," Ben said, greeting the rest of them and thanking them for coming as Lewie began mauling him! "Delray admitted it to me, Sander. Matti was his worm here, and he was just a pawn in a very bad game to get at you." But Sander didn't believe it.

    "Brother," Hop Sing then said to him, taking Sander by the chin and making him face him, "All the time I was with him, Matti always talked of you. Then he'd get all distant, and then he'd train me some more. Then at night, sometimes, he'd talk in his sleep and cry. And it was always for you. If Delray wasn't controlling him sometimes, why would he do that? I could never figure out why he wouldn't let you come over to see us. Now we know. He was Delray's boy for years," Hop Sing reminded him, "Look at the boys we rescued, brother! He had to be just as much of a mess as they were."

    "M-Matti?" Sander asked shyly, "Is that true?"

    Matti turned to face him, looking down at him, and bent down to face him. He hugged Sander so tightly that it hurt. "I never wanted to send you away," he cried, "I always wondered why I did it, why it made me feel so good to hurt you - then so bad after I did! Then when you disappeared, I had...had that breakdown. That's when Knox found the chip! Sander, I'm so sorry!" Matti sobbed, "I'll never send you away again," he promised.

    It was the way that Matti held him that convinced Sander. He didn't grope him, he didn't slobber all over him. He just held him, touching him, just as Ben had done that night on Delray's beach. And Sander realized, finally, that the way they had both held and touched him was exactly the same way that Hop Sing had held him the whole time he'd been trying to cheer him up.

    "Sander," Ben reminded him, "No matter what you think, you ARE loved here."

    "And so are you," Mr. Schmidt told Timmy. "We'll take it slowly. Knox said we're lucky you didn't have brain damage, you know."

    "How could you even tell?" Chris asked, which got them all to laughing again.

    Then Hop Sing went to his biological brothers and bowed slightly. It shamed him to be seen as he was - collared, nullo'd, naked. His face burned with the shame of it, but An Dong lifted him up and hugged him. "Meet your new nephew, Tsu Chung Sing," An Dong told him, presenting him with what looked a little baby Buddha. "He was early, but Knox fixed him all up!"

    Hop Sing gently touched the baby's face, and the baby cooed. Hop Sing put his head on An Dong's shoulder and cried again.

    "There is no shame in what you did, little brother," An Dong assured him. "And Ji's been gay since he was eight. He couldn't wait to get here and stay. It's not your fault; you did not fail anyone. Wong did this to you, always remember that!"

    "Wong's dead," Hop Sing managed.

    "Yeah, I killed his ass," Sander said proudly. "That's what he gets for fuckin' with us!"

    Ben blinked at him, suddenly very worried about this particular lot of boys.

***Epilogue***

    It was an extremely busy following  week for the staff of San Carlos Island.

    All of the new boys, once cleared by Knox, had to be logged and photographed. Then they had to be assigned dorms in the boys' hotel. There was also the issue of their mental health, which prompted Ben to recolor a batch of collars in deep sky blue for the Delray boys. The SA's all got red collars, and immediately went into Sander and Matti's new training program, with all the trainers put on emergency overtime duty. None of them complained. That meant that the Delray boys could pretty much do as they wished, even fuck clients if they wanted to, but they didn't have to do it. Most of them were trained already, anyway. The new color gave them the right to refuse. Ben advised the current guests, and they were all very understanding and tried to help out. And there was also the problem of getting them settled into the San Carlos routine. It took a lot of convincing for some of them, and everyone realized there was a long way to go when Knox presented Ben with this report on them.

    "Fifty-two boys, forty-four nullos, eight castrated only. Two with brain damage, ten with no teeth, one hemiplegic, twelve incontinent, one mute, and all malnourished, to say nothing of their mental health. Ben, I need help," Knox conceded. "These boys are fucked up."

    Help came in the form of simply living on the island. There were decisions to be made, and things were quickly changing.

    For starters, Hop Sing was thrilled that his family had relocated to the island. He found that his father and Ben and Chow now owned HKS3 and were rebuilding it. The fact that he could now live with them again changed his whole outlook, and he was actually happy for the first time since coming to the island. It took some time, but Hop Sing also eventually adapted to the fact that his brother, Ji, they all called him now - was just as big a slut as Timmy had been. Ji, it seemed, had willingly signed a five year contract, not that they needed the money now. He simply liked to fuck. He'd also volunteered for nullification, after seeing Keye being done. He was a total submissive, anyway, so he'd never really miss not having a dick of his own to be sucked or to fuck anyone with. It didn't take him long to forget about jerking off, either, since he was the first boy to have Knox's experimental prostate injections done on him. It increased his sensitivity, and orgasms Ji had were mind-blowing. Hop Sing, being away at Delray's island, had missed all the excitement and the wild orgy that ensued during the double nullification, the second to take place lately. He was glad that he had!

    Mr. Gunter Schmidt had also invited along one of his banker friends, one Herr Kern, who had come asking for Hop Sing right off the bat. "I need some code words for a dead man's account," he told the boy. "Did you know John Wong?"

    "I killed him," Sander said proudly. Hop Sing cringed. Herr Kern explained that Wong had had an account, and since he was dead, it was "pay out on death" to his heirs, but he needed the access codes and retina scan. Then Hop Sing remembered the cave and Wong's dying words. "Tsu boys," he said clearly into Kern's handheld, "An Dong, Guo Jian, Hop Sing, Jie Kang."

    "Confirmed identity, funds paid on death," the handheld said. Kern showed Hop Sing the screen. "You're rich," Kern congratulated him. Sander almost fainted when he saw the figures on the screen.

    The next thing was the revamped training program, which involved Sander moving into Matti's new room in the penthouse of the boys' hotel. Sander reasoned, with Hop Sing's help, that it would be better for new trainees to live with a couple for two weeks to see how life there was. Matti would train them, and part of that was fucking Sander to show them how much fun it was. Sander was in total bliss over it, and it seemed that he'd made a full recovery. He even took on clients when Matti was busy training, much to Ben's surprise and relief.

    Dorm accommodations also changed, and the worst shock to the boys was the fact that Mrs. Tsu had appointed herself "the universal mother". Ben had left her alone; he knew better. "Boys need a mother," Mrs. Tsu told him sternly, "And so do you!" Mr. Tsu fled to IT and locked himself in! Mrs. Tsu spent her time harassing the boys about the state of their dorm rooms, their diets, and their nasty habits. But they all took it well.

    Since Sander had moved in with Matti, that left a void in Hop Sing's dorm room. Even worse, Chris' contract was up to expire in a few weeks, as was Timmy's. Chris happily resigned on until the age of 18 with Ben, citing that he had nowhere else to go and didn't want to leave. Having been sold to Ben by his step-parents, there was no one who wanted him. Timmy, who still had the contract with Mr. Schmidt, sex or not, was torn on what to do. But when Schmidt very gently and tenderly made love to him for the first time since his injury - it was more than just a fuck - proving that he could still do it, Timmy made up his mind and signed off to go to Switzerland. Ben bemoaned his loss of income, but he was all blow. He was just as happy to see Timmy recovered as anyone. The boys begged and  pleaded to see Timmy off and to go to Switzerland with him as a long goodbye. Ben said he'd think about it as Timmy moved into a suite with Schmidt and prepared to leave the island.

    The influx of new boys in the converted hotel also shook things up.

    Chow's nephew, Keye, along with 24 - the little mute Delray boy, were moved in with Chris and Hop Sing. Hop Sing had been offered a set of rooms with his family, but had declined on moral grounds. It wasn't fair to the rest of the boys if he lived with his family, and besides, Keye and 24 needed a brother. The Tsu's understood fully, and Mr. Tsu was honored by his son's nobility. Visits were wide open, however, and Hop Sing saw more of his mother than he really wanted to. No matter where the boys turned in the dorm hotel, it seemed that she was there!

    Down the hall, Lewie was moved to the suite next door to Hop Sing with with Alem, the African Delray boy, and one of the SA boys in a red collar who hadn't been cut or trained yet, and Sean, the outgoing Irish nullo. The trainers were very busy that week. Alem had a green collar, and since he'd been one of Delray's favored pets, he knew how good sex could feel if done right. He was more than willing to risk finding out if anyone would hurt him on San Carlos, but no one did. Herr Kern, the banker, had him first and rated him at 99%, saying only that he was too anxious!

    Across the hall, Ji - Hop Sing's brother - was put in with an SA boy and Ty, the penectomized San Carlos boy. They were joined by  the Delray boy, Niram, from Thailand. Ty, however, was now a nullo. It seemed that Wong had managed to torsion his balls when he'd been on the island, and Dr. Knox had had to remove them. Ty was now a nullo, just like his friends. Niran adapted well, and he and Alem spent a lot of their time helping the other Delray boys to adapt.

    Faced with a population explosion of boys, Ben was forced to revamp his island system. Not all of the SA or Delray boys, he knew, would be trained successfully. He would be surprised if even half of them made it to green collar status, but he vowed not to force them. Money was no longer the prime issue. A billionaire several times over, Ben wasn't worried. He could take care of the boys forever, if need be. However, he'd paid nothing for them, and any that went to work were pure profit! That, and he was going to have to revise the island school day to accommodate a lot more uneducated boys, once the busy season was over. Some of them couldn't even read and write.

     When a month had passed, he called in the two guards from Delray's, along with Knox and Mrs. Tsu for a "war party" as he called it. The guards, he knew, were thrilled with their jobs on the island, including the use of various sex toys and even some men who were very turned on by the burly nullos. For them, life was grand on San Carlos Island. They debated what to do with the boys that they knew would fail the tests, and the ones who would refuse nullification and not make good 'workers'. In the end, it was decided that any of the boys who wanted to stay - but couldn't or wouldn't fuck - could all put in eight hour work days doing various chores. A lot of it would be field work in growing food, but Ben had farming equipment that made that easy enough. They also sent out bulletins worldwide, and after a hard security check by Chow and Tsu, even managed to get about a dozen of the boys adopted out to real families. What Tsu didn't tell them was that he and Chow had secretly implanted the adoptees with chips like Hop Sing's, and they'd be watching via the blue collar that would never come off. The adoptive parents were warned, and in the end, only one boy came back to San Carlos for being abused. Chow dealt with the parents accordingly.

     By the end of the month, they'd managed to sort out which boys would be doing what. Ben was surprised at the odd split between Delray's boys and the SA boys. Just as he'd guessed, after all the boys had been trained and evaluated, not all of them had passed. Most of Delray's boys, already conditioned - probably permanently - for obedience and sex, opted for green collars. Most of them realized that all they had to do was sleep, get up, eat, bathe, fuck, eat, fuck, play, eat, and sleep again. For many of them, their first time with client cemented their decisions. They were starved for affection, and Ben was careful as to who got them. He even managed to sell a few of them to clients, who promised to bring them back regularly for visits. Only a few of them opted for real-work detail, but even they seemed happy with that. After all, they still got to live in the boys' hotel and have their friends. For the Delray boys, San Carlos Island was paradise.

    The SA boys were another matter. While some of them weren't bothered by the sex, just the opposite of Hop Sing, they were totally freaked out at the thought of being nullified. Ben patiently explained the issues of world overpopulation, how they'd been castoffs, and how the island rule was that boys there were all rendered incapable of dominant sexual ability. Even if they didn't want to be green collar sex boys, they still had to be at least castrated on the basis of inability to reproduce, and in fairness to the other boys. Some of them volunteered for nullification and a green collar, but most didn't. Ben then came up with another idea: He offered them surgical castration in the hospital, implantation of prosthetic balls, and the promise that they could have hormones to develop into men when they chose to leave the island. He also gave them the option of a green collar, nullo'd or not. Some of the guests had requested intact boys, after all, and once castrated, they'd still be dependent on their partners for orgasms.

    "It's that or get shot at home," Ben reminded them, and the boys agreed to it. When Knox was done with it, other than not being able to feel their balls, none of them could really tell the difference. They were also allowed all the privileges that the other boys enjoyed, and after a while, the all adapted.

    That left only Timmy.

    Certified healthy by Doctor Knox, and also certified "more than recovered" by Herr Schmidt, Timmy reported to Ben's office where his green collar was removed. His friends came along too. Chris sniffled as the green collar was removed. Timmy had been his first friend on the island when he'd come, both of them new and scared. He was going to miss him. But  Chow and Tsu had been busy modifying Hop Sing's chip model. They implanted Timmy with larger one, with GPS coding, and one that could interface with any wireless system for Internet access. They just didn't tell Schmidt. Timmy thought it was cool.

    They surprised him that night with a goodbye party at Matti's place, the boys only. It was a special time for them, as each of them had new responsibilities to see to every day with the new boys. They hadn't been seeing much of one another, and it was hard facing the fact that Timmy was leaving for his new life that night on a charter flight.

    So it was that they each turns cuddling with Timmy, although none of them could do anything sexually. Timmy, however, was in total bliss as each one of them - even Hop Sing - kissed him goodbye and touched his enhanced nullo place. Knox had, in fact, implanted even more regenerated nerves in the area. Timmy was now so sensitive that just kissing him there could send him into orgasm. "There's nothin' wrong with a good fuck," He told Hop Sing by way of parting advice. Hop Sing had waited until last to say his goodbyes, remembering how they'd all touched when he'd been first been cut. It was a brotherhood of sorts, and his brother was leaving him.

    "I have to go," Timmy repeated to them, "I...I don't think I can DO it with anyone else, and Herr Schmidt, well, he really loves me. Tha's why I can't stay here, guys. I'm afraid of other men. Men like Wong. I...I'm afraid they'll...,"

    "I know," Sander agreed, from his place on Matti's lap. "I was wrong. Maybe someday, Timmy," he added, as Matti licked his ear and moved his hips. Sander shuddered in ecstasy. "Maybe Matti could fuck you goodbye?" He offered. "He wouldn't hurt you."

    "No," Timmy grinned, "Long as I can do it with Gunter, that's all that matters."

    Chris laughed and hugged him. "I'm gonna miss you," he cried.

    "Hey, you got newbies to take care of," Timmy reminded him. "They need you. And just wait until Doc fixes 24's voice box! Then we can find out his name!"

    They all laughed at that.

    "Timmy, report to Ben's office please," the intercom chimed.

    "Goodbye," Timmy whispered, wiping his eyes. They all kissed him one last time, and then Timmy closed the door behind him.

    He was gone.

    "Ben's not gonna let us go," Chris whined, as Matti drew him into a hug.

    "Island boys don't get to globe-trot," Matti told him. "They have to stay here and fuck!"

    Chris laughed.

    "Says who?" Hop Sing growled at him, moving into a defensive stance.

    Sander laughed at his brother.

    The sound filled the room, brightening it.

THE END