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received a curt, “Enter,” and he did as instructed, closing the door behind him.

“You wish to see me, Mr. Converse?”

Converse, his expression unreadable behind his large desk, simply tossed into the air what looked like an invitation, the thick cream paper falling to the carpet before Aaron could catch it. He picked it up, saw that it was indeed an invite—to Marc Anderson’s art show at Healy’s. He’d just been talking about that, and it seemed the event was turning into the social highlight of the end of summer in Wonderland. What surprised him, though, was the fact that Danvers Converse had received one. He’d thought the only place they wanted to see Converse was at his own funeral.

With all of Eldon Court attending, the last thing they wanted was to share crudités with their enemy.

“I’m displeased,” Converse said.

“It’s just a gallery showing,” Aaron said. “It seems you’ve been invited. Is that what has you upset, that someone dared to include you in something? Would you rather just watch the video?”

Converse’s eyes narrowed into slits of anger. “Hardly.

This…cheap thing was passed along to me by Parker St. John. My understanding is that he received one too.”

“That’s strange. The guys on Eldon Court like Parker about as much as they like you.”

Converse’s bald head grew red at Aaron’s sudden forthrightness.

“I’ll have no more of that insolence from you, or I’ll have your job.”

“You want to take everything else away from me, why not my job?” Aaron said boldly, “and it’s not like I can stop you, right? From firing me that is. As for my home, I’ll fight you to the bitter end. To the death.”

“Such histrionics. That’s it, Mr. Walters, consider this your final day at the Bayside.”

Aaron couldn’t help it, he laughed. Laughed so loud his sounds shook the walls. “Oh, Mr. Converse, you don’t want to do that.”

“And why not?”

“I know plenty about you, Mr. Converse,” he said, wondering just how much he should reveal, how far he was willing to go. “You know, about your sexual proclivities and your sick desires. Can’t have sex yourself, can you, but you sure get off by watching other people fuck each other, right here in your hotel, and you turn on the video intake, pull out your pathetic little dick and stroke it and then what—you cry when you come? Don’t think we’re all intimidated by you, sir. We know you’re just a bitter old queen in the guise of a powerful businessman. We are closing in on the real truth about what happened years ago on Eldon Court, at Number Two, and all signs point toward you being involved.”

If Converse had had eyebrows, they would have been raised to the roof. “Utter nonsense. Cease these meaningless threats and maybe, just maybe, you and your boyfriend will come out of this unscathed. That’s more than I’ll give those damn twinks Dane and Sawyer, or the old guys…what are their names, Edgar and Jack? And as for that pest, Rich North, he’ll wish he’d never returned to Wonderland, much less Eldon Court, with his bottom-feeding partner. Mr. Walters, I’m offering you this one last opportunity—trust none of them, only me, and you’ll come out smelling like a rose.”

“All I smell is bullshit.”

Converse rose from behind his desk. Standing, he was somehow less intimidating, not more. He was just a slimy, pathetic creature, hairless and blotchy, nervous that his plot to seek revenge on Eldon Court was failing…would fail.

“Goodbye, Mr. Walters. Your final paycheck will be mailed.”

Aaron nodded. “Perhaps I’ll see you at the gallery showing, sir.”

“Hmmph,” was the arrogant reply.

As Aaron started out of the office, he turned to his former employer. He knew he was in a position of power, and he locked his strong arms on his hips for effect. He saw Converse staring back at him, knowing this was the last time he would see his well-defined legs, his muscled chest; and he knew he would no longer watch him fuck people on screen, he’d no longer endure waxing jobs from that old battle-ax in the hotel’s salon.

Aaron felt empowered now, manly. He puffed his chest up, confidence building. “Oh, Mr. Converse, if you can’t make it to the gallery, perhaps you can send someone in your stead. I think your nephew would like to go. He’s cute, probably a bottom, I’m sure he’d get along well with all of us boys on Eldon Court.”

“My nephew…I have no…” Converse was attempting to say, but again, his face was florid, anger bubbling to the surface. “So it was you…how dare you come to my home and interfere…Walters, you have no idea what you’re doing…”

“Oh, but I do. It’s called pushing the envelope, playing my hand, whatever, pick your metaphor. I believe his name is Troy, and he lives in your mansion down in Carmel,” Aaron said, and without waiting for confirmation, he slammed the door behind him. Then he let out a deep breath. It was chancy, revealing his trump card like he had, but enough was enough, it was time to shove this thing into action. To defeat Danvers Converse meant to push him over the edge. Mentioning Troy seemed to have gotten him close. All the way down the corridor, he could hear the sound of smashing glass coming from inside Converse’s office.

Aaron Walters couldn’t help it, he was turned on, his cock growing with desire.

It felt good to be in control.

“Where the hell have you been, baby? Don’t you know we have guests arriving in…like, fifteen minutes.”

“Good. That gives us just enough time.”

Paolo looked at his lover, noticed the tone in his voice—deep, commanding—and when he looked down at the man’s crotch in those tight white shorts, his intent was obvious. Paolo felt his mouth go dry at the notion of sudden sex. He watched as Aaron dropped those shorts right there in the kitchen, his cock springing to lively life. Just like in the car ride back from Carmel, the intent was clear.

Then Aaron spoke. “Suck me, Paolo, suck me now.”

Paolo needed no further urging. He dropped to his knees and took the hard cock into

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