idea of either Mr.Wiltons Russ or Mr. Carmichaels Owen touching Henry, tastinghim, putting their hands on his skin. It was a dirty, sick secret,this crazed possessiveness; he wasnt really a Superior boy at all,he was substandard.Hehad enjoyed meeting a Ganymede boy again, though, even if he didntwant to share Henry with him. Russ had told him some things aboutLawton parties that made Martin wish they went to that schoolinstead, but Lawton was an academically demanding place and Henryswasnt really the sort of intelligence that made for impressivetest results.Thecousins were all charming people, and their slaves were likewisewelcoming. Clearly, the reunion with his uncle had been the highpoint of the party for Henry, but for Martin Jesse Wilton had provenmost memorable of all Henrys extended family. Mr. Wilton wasshockingly affectionate and demonstrative with Russ, seeminglywithout concern for how his performance might be received, and Martinthought his behavior delightfully scandalous. However, as interestingas he found Mr. Wiltons relation with Russ, he hoped Henry wouldnot take cues from his cousin in this regard. Martin did not thinkHenry had the personality to carry off such flagrant behavior; itsuited him better to be circumspect.Whatdid appeal, however, was Mr. Wiltons proposal that Henry watch himreceive oral pleasure from Russ, and the suggestion that he wouldlike to watch Martin serve Henry, as well. It was only the idea ofHenry having physical contact with other boys that Martin didntlike; he was enthusiastic about the prospect of voyeuristic games,and hoped Henry might be given another opportunity to play in thefuture. Henry had been stunned by his cousins offer, but Martinwas quite sure he had been curiousand temptedas well.DECEMBER29, 1900Asthe New Year drew closer, Martin started to worry about the potentialfor jealousy on Henrys part. What if Henry asked him to perform atthe party but then regretted his choice? Though it made him feeldisloyal to think so, Martin wasnt sure he could count upon Henryto be fair if he made decisions that he later came to regret.Considering how unhappy Henry had been to learn about some of the sexthat Martin had had before they even met, Martin did not trust Henryto be reasonable about sex that he might have with other partnersnow, even at Henrys behest.Saturday,two days before Mr. Ross party, following a late lunch, they laycurled together in Henrys bed and Martin made a halting attempt toask Henry what he intended to do.Henry?Hmm?Henry nuzzled Martins neck and drew him close, stroking his backand wriggling closer still.Areyou looking forward to Mr. Ross party? Martin tried to make hisvoice sound light and without care, but he thought he came off alittle constricted, a little nervous.What?Oh, sure. Henry kissed Martins throat and pushed on hisshoulder, rolling him onto his back. I havent been to a partyin awhile, he noted. He ran his hands up and down Martins sidesand Martin stretched out long, arms overhead and toes pointed, tobetter enjoy the contact.Whyis that?Whywhat? Henry bent and flicked at Martins nipple with his tongue,and each lick sent a sizzling bolt of electricity to Martins cock.Oh!Why havent you been to a party?Iguess they didnt think Id want