When Hope pulled up in front of the Club, his senses were in disarray, as was his hair from the fast bike ride.

He ran quickly into the foyer of the building, darted toward the heavy black curtained door, nodded to the guard, went two floors down the stairs, and ran down the long hallway of colorful doors toward the Staff Room.

The door was open and Norman was already "taking roll call" of the rainbow boys, but when he saw Red enter, he was immediately distracted by him, shifting his eyebrows:

"Here comes the missing person! The customer is already here! You wanna get a ticket, buddy?! Or get special attention?!"

Red took the hint and, folding his arms in a sign of respect, with a guilty look, quickly scurried over to the locker.

"You need some help, berry? Here's some candy!" - was Green's soft voice as he held out a mini-Snickers to Red.

"Everyone's favorite red flower is back...it was very quiet here before you came," of course Indigo couldn't stay away from what was happening, he peeked out from behind Green's graceful figure and began to scrutinize the school uniform on the young man who had run into the room.

"Jealous, you creep! You'd better concentrate on the customers, you're not in their esteem, only two newcomers requested you today and that only after two hours. Get some rest and you'd better keep quiet!" - Green shushed the guy in blue and nudged Red in the direction of the bathroom.

"Whew! Why didn't I put my jacket on today!!! Stupid!!! okay... All later! Gotta get ready soon", -Red grabbed the chocolate and rushed to the restroom.

A minute and a half, hastily dressed in underwear and robe, hair styled with gel in two movements, lenses inserted, a couple of slow inhales and exhales, and Red was ready. He put the candy in his robe pocket and headed for the "workstation".

This time the eleven steps were walked without thought and alone. The boys and Norman had already dispersed, and Indigo had disappeared somewhere.

As he entered the room with the customary, "Khun, good evening, sorry I'm a little late," Red saw a man on the bed.

He looked to be about forty-five, but the network of wrinkles on his face and gray hair gave away his more respectable age. His hair was wet, a towel wrapped around his narrow waist, his eyes blank, staring somewhere into the wall. The client was holding his head with his left hand and rubbing his left forearm with his right and was silent.

"Khun, are you all right?" - Red asked, but there was no response.

The next thing that happened for the guy was like a slow motion movie: the man started breathing frequently, he shook, beads of sweat appeared on his body, and then he turned very pale, curled up and fell on his side, letting out a groan.

Red ran over to him and, remembering his grandpa's first aid instructions as he went, pressed the emergency button, then lifted the man to a semi-reclined position, checked his breathing - it was shallow and weak, and his pulse was rapid, indicating tachycardia.

No one came running, as Red had hoped, and the boy, trying not to panic, checked the man's breathing again. It was becoming infrequent, spasmodic, with occasional sobs.

"His heart is about to stop! Where is Norman!" - the boy pressed the call button several more times sharply.

There was no time to wait, the client was almost out of breath, and his pulse was barely palpable. Red made a decision without question and started CPR as Troy had taught him, alternating mouth-to-mouth breathing and sharp pushes with his palms against the left side of his chest.

"What a day it is today!!!! Breathe!!! Please breathe!" the boy yelled as he continued to resuscitate the man.

This went on for five minutes and Red was already wet with sweat and his hands were starting to go numb.

Then suddenly...

The pulse began to recover, the client was breathing, but still unconscious.

"Okay, it's going to be okay! Lie here for a while! I'll bring help soon!" - Red spoke out loud, not for the client anymore, but to hear at least his own voice and calm down a bit, as his heart was pounding like crazy at that moment.

The guy quickly ran out into the hallway, adjusting his disheveled robe as he went.

No one.

The rest room. Empty.

The boy rushed as fast as he could to the staircase and, climbing three steps at a time, reached Norman's office in a few seconds. But he had to stop, for he heard loud voices from the ajar door....

"So that's why you're bothering my boys with your questions?! The rainbow section is clear! I'm keeping an eye on everything!" - Norman shouted.

"You're out of touch with what's going on under your nose, you idiot! One of your favorite flowers is definitely involved! The Red one is the most suspicious, and that Green mamba is obviously covering for him. Take a closer look!" - Red recognized Indigo's voice.

"Don't you dare speak to me like that! And don't you touch my men! They're tried and tested up and down the line! There can certainly be no trouble on their part! Do your assignment and get out! Out of respect for Troy, I won't touch you, but just in case, you better not get in trouble!" - "Daddy" was clearly furious, the words came out sharply, as if he was swinging his sword, wanting to kill his opponent.

"Yeah, come on! Don't get so seething! Let's cooperate. We were raised on the same farm... you could say brothers. That's a good point, Norman. The contagion is spreading from this cesspool. Open your eyes wide! The Yellow story is a case in point!  And as for your men... my instincts never fail me!" - Indigo's voice softened, and he spoke to him as if he were an old friend.

"Things aren't entirely clear with Yellow yet... And speaking of the farm! You know that Troy and Red..." - Norman didn't have time to finish as the guy in the hallway couldn't wait any longer, though he was very interested to hear the whole conversation between the two of them, especially the part about his coworker, but worry for his client's life overcame that feeling. Tapping his knuckles twice on the door, the guy ran into the office:

"P'Norman, I've been pushing the button, but no one's come! There's a customer down there in a bad way! I've done CPR, but he's not conscious yet..." 

"Go to the break room! I'll take care of it!" - After Red's words, Norman immediately ran out into the hallway, while dialing someone's cell phone number.

"How interesting you have it here after all! Another customer out of commission. And you, kid, you're still in high school... I see you're doing well... You can make money here for fun and ice cream. Do you do everything? Do you have any other part-time jobs?" - A stream of caustic words came out of Indigo's mouth, but Red kept his composure and left the room, deciding to ignore the man's words today.

Walking to the Staff Room, Red watched Norman and his assistant carry the client's body out of his workplace. The recently cardiac arrest survivor's eyes were ajar and he was mooing something, so the guy let go a little:

"He's Alive! Thank the gods! Scared the hell out of me!"

Following Red, Indigo entered the room and, to his surprise, silently walked over to the couch and began flipping through a magazine.

"So everything in my life is a mess... This one's got a hold of me. What does he suspect me of? I need to ask Norman more about this thing with the clients and Yellow" , - he thought about what had happened while putting the container in the microwave.

"Whew! That's a good warm up!" - Green entered the room stretching, his long hair disheveled, his face slightly flushed, and his eyes sparkling like two obsidians.

*Beeeep*

"Strawberry, I'll finally get to see you eat! Us handsome guys need to carefully take care of our beautiful bodies to keep us wannabes happy for a long time to come!" - The guy in green sauntered over to the table and elegantly sat down on the chair next to Red, putting his leg over his leg.

"Eat up, little birdie! You've just lost a lot of calories pulling a client from the other side of the world... who you probably dragged there yourself..." - Indigo finally spoke up.

Green's eyebrow crept upward, he tsked at the person speaking, then peppered the person sitting next to him with questions, "Honey, did you have an emergency during workflow? Did you whisk a client away? Is everyone alive?"

"He was already bad as soon as I walked in, and then he had a heart attack...had to do CPR while I waited for people to help. Strangely, the button didn't work..." - Red calmly explained the situation to Green.

"I see. In our line of work, you see all sorts of things. I haven't been surprised by anything for a long time... Although no, I lie... There is something exciting..." - The handsome man smiled and lowered his gaze to his robe, which he was rubbing with his dainty fingers.

"What are you talking about?" - Red was eager to know more about his green benefactor.

"Green! Are you here?" - There was no reply, for Norman's assistant, a short fellow of about twenty-five with a small scar on his cheek, ran into the room, seeing the purpose of his coming, he spoke quickly, "Khun Itto and Riley Foldie called to say they couldn't make it tonight, and have paid for you to-night. Go to their mansion right away! Here, I wrote down the address."

"Yoohoo!!!" - Green burst out, but he shyly covered his mouth with his hand, and then smilingly took the doubled folded paper from the hands of his interlocutor and began to talk aloud to himself: "Why am I so happy! Ordinary customers. Nothing special... I'll run to change!"

Green's behavior seemed strange to Red, but cute, and he smiled at the figure leaving for the restroom.

At that moment Norman joined the boys, "Aran, run upstairs and close the matter with the client in the red room!"

The 'daddy's' right hand immediately disappeared down the hallway, while Norman continued: "Red, are you okay? You've got another client. It's going to be hard to cancel him, he's been diligent in getting through to you, even got as far as Mrs. Makoto, and he's paying double rate again."

"Is it really Lion?!" - the eyes of the guy in red read fear at the moment and his interlocutor noticed it.

"Why don't we tell that hog you're sick?" - Norman was clearly worried about Troy's son.

Red was immediately relieved when he realized it wasn't his trainer and, taking a deep breath, he replied, "It's okay. I can do it."

"... Okay," the word was said with an intonation of apology, as Norman clearly wanted to help Nong, but he couldn't refuse his client and management either.

"Why don't you give him another hug, Warden?!" - Indigo couldn't resist retorting as he watched this scene.

"Shut up! You'd better think of a better way to get in touch with your customers, because all you get are complaints about you! We'll talk to you separately..." - Norman immediately changed his face, the actions of the blue member of the rainbow family clearly annoyed him.

Red wanted to get away from Indigo as soon as possible, so he went straight to the red door, even though he still had ten minutes to spare. In front of the door, he pulled a Green's candy out of his pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it into his mouth.

"Delicious," the guy smiled as he chewed the candy bar, pushed all thoughts away and walked into the room.

"And you're early here today! Did you miss my mouth-watering body?!" - Hog was coming out of the bathtub, on the way wrapping his immense pelvis in a towel, and when he sat down on the bed, from which the bed sagged strongly even moaned a little, he continued with a smile:

"Today is my birthday! I want to try something new, honey! You're going to make me happy, aren't you!"

After saying that, Red got a little worried until he saw the client pull out a large clear bag with something fluffy inside from under the bed.

"I have a very voracious imagination, you know... Tonight you and I are going to role-play! I'll be the leopard and you be the hunter! You catch me and then kneel down and I'll punish you in the usual scenario," the hog's words were accompanied by a puff of breath as he was overexcited by his own idea.

Red was dumbfounded by his client's suggestion, but had no idea what awaited him next.

When the fat man put on the leopard mask and the rusty-brown fur belt with black spots that held the fancy tail, Red found it hard to breathe, his eyes widening and his body shaking convulsively.  It was only by an incredible effort of will that he was able to hold back the laughter that wanted to break free, keeping a serene expression on his face.

*Breath in – Breath out*

And just as Red was beginning to get it right, the fat man, apparently determined to show himself in all his glory, began to wiggle his hips, causing his huge tail and small erect penis to sway funny and chaotically.

Fat Khun

Red was getting sick with every movement of the "leopard", he wanted to laugh out loud, but he held back his laughter as best he could, which made his face redden, and a tear even rolled from one eye.

But the client had no intention of stopping there, and making an awkward feline lunge towards the guy in red, showed his "claws" and growled loudly: "Rrraaaaawrrrr!"

Red swallowed and, whispered: "Excuse me, Khun, I'll just be two seconds..." and ran to the customer bathroom.

He quickly found a freshly folded large towel folded several times and dabbed his face into it.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah, how... how... how can I take this? This is the only thing missing from my life! Aaaaaaaaah!" - the guy could only mentally scream, and the moan that burst from his gut was absorbed by the towel.

"It's time to get out... The client is having a birthday and I have to pull it off or I'll be punished... Red! Pull yourself together! Even though we didn't expect this, you and your composure are the only thing we can hope for now!" - Red pulled back from the saving towel and, after another inhale and slow exhale, stepped out of the tub.

"Let's get started, Khun...! You animal! I'll catch you and punish you for what you've done to the villagers!" - the guy took off his robe, turned on the hunter, and stood in an image-appropriate attack pose.

For the next fifteen minutes the hog meowed and ran around the room with Red playing along.

After the beast was caught, the boy blurted out: "Oh, almighty leopard! I kneel before your greatness! I have been blind! Punish me for my foolish folly!" then performed the last part according to the client's script.

This time Red had to take everything the fat man offered... every last drop, even though it was disgusting, but the client was paramount within these walls and he had to be satisfied, especially on his birthday.

"Congratulations to you, Khun! Good health to you! I'm off!" said Red, putting on his robe and trying not to think about the nasty taste in his mouth, remembering the taste of the candy he had recently eaten.

"You were on top of the game today, kid... I even looked at you differently... Here you go!" - the client was already without his equipment, sitting on the bed covered by a blanket, and handed the guy an ajar envelope with bills peeking out.

"Thanks, Khun! Don't mention it!" - Red pivoted back, unwilling to take the money from the fat man.

"Take it, don't fool around! You earned it honestly. And another thing... I want to be your patron, and I don't care if I'm not the only one... I know you're in high demand... but if you don't mind, I'd like to help you, and if the need arises, not just financially... Agreed?" - The customer stood up and took Red's hand and placed an envelope in it.

"I... Thank you! But I don't need anything... I can't... You've already paid too much ... I'm sorry, Khun!" - Red didn't want any patrons, his only desire was to work this year without much loss, so he handed the money to its owner again.

The customer squinted his eyes and got up from the bed, once again exposing his body, he approached the guy sharply and very close, "Take it! Don't spoil my mood on a day like this! We'll talk more about patronage, I'm serious and I'll visit you often!"

Red had no choice but to nod, take the envelope, and go out into the hallway, where Norman was waiting for him.

As they walked down the hall, "Daddy," seeing Red's slightly dazed state, patted him on the shoulder and said in a whisper, "Don't worry. I'll try to work something out and you'll see him less often."

"Thanks...but I don't think he's going to let go of me that easily now...I'm going home," Red's eyes read sadness and even a bit of hopelessness again.

Norman only sighed heavily.

Red ran into the room, grabbed his belongings and ran to the bathroom where he quickly cleared his stomach and mouth, changed his clothes and went out into the room. He wanted to go to the kitchen to get the container, but there was Indigo sitting at the table....

"I'm done for the day... I want to go home", changing his intended route, the guy left the building as quickly as possible.

Troy was already waiting. Hope was very happy to see Grandpa, because he could only feel completely safe around him: "Grandpa, have you been waiting long? Have you had dinner? Why don't we get something good to eat and watch TV?"

"Sorry, kid... But we have somewhere to stop. I'll have a quick word with someone and then we'll head home, where Tom Kha and Pad Thai and fast food shrimp are already waiting for you," Troy was pulling onto the main road.

"Good. I'll go to the ends of the earth with you!" - Hope was smiling and already anticipating a warm evening of heart-to-heart talk over a delicious meal.

Half an hour later they pulled up to a solid European-style mansion, surrounded by ornamental plants of varying heights, clearly designed by a skilled gardener. The gates opened and Troy taxied out to a wide marble porch with columns.

"Grandpa, whose house is this?" - Hope was impressed with the dwelling.

"The house belongs to the Foldie family, but I didn't come to talk to them, I came to talk to their guest. Luckily I was able to catch him today" - Troy parked and was already getting out of his retro car.

A butler let them into the house and escorted them into the spacious living room. Two handsome guys with dark hair with bright copper strands in it, their faces bruised and bruised, and... on top of them, with his bare knees between each of their legs, a man with wet black hair below his shoulders, wearing a beige silk tight-fitting shirt, sat on a spacious couch very close to each other.

The figure seemed familiar to Hope and his brain immediately pieced together the information:

"Green went to Itto and Riley Foldie's tonight. That's him!"

One of the two very similar looking young men was kissing Green's neck as he tried to treat his wounds, while the other had one hand on the inside of his thigh and the other on the guy's buttocks on top of him.

"Riley, don't mess around! Otherwise I might accidentally poke you in the eye with my wand!" - the guy on top of the brothers coquettishly stroked both guys in turn with his free hand.

"Hello, I apologize for interrupting!" - Troy interjected.

"Greetings, P'Troy! We've heard a lot about you. We could use a couple of your fighters, cause you see what's going on!" - Itto looked away from stroking Green's ass and greeted the speaker.

"Grandpa wasn't speaking with the one Green called Riley, which means it's Itto," Hope immediately analyzed the situation as Troy had taught him.

"Of course, Khun Itto, we can discuss this tomorrow. I'll leave you my card. Now, we're in a hurry and I wouldn't want to disturb you, so let me take Green for just a little while," Troy was quite courteous to these youngsters.

Green, fluttering like a feather, gracefully descended from the couch, grabbed Troy's hand and led him up the stairs, winking at Hope.

"And he feels right at home here," - Hope smiled to himself.

"What a sweetie he is!" - Itto stretched out.

"Uh-huh...let's talk later," Riley looked at the cute young boy and pointed his finger at a chair that was next to the couch, "Have a seat!"

Hope sat down in the indicated seat, immediately pulling his earplugs and phone out of his pocket. He sometimes practiced this way, so as not to embarrass people who were nearby for one reason or another and who needed to discuss personal matters. Only this time he didn't turn on the music, deciding to listen to what the twins were talking about and get to know them better, but... he ended up regretting his decision a little....

The guys decided they couldn't hear them and started discussing the events of tonight.

"Ah! I'm ready to get punched every day if I can be consoled like this afterwards! The moment he came up to me in the shower... and very gently stroked and kissed every bruise on my body, and then lightly jumped up and hugged me with his slender white legs... honestly, bro... I fell in love with him! He's unbelievable! I had forgotten all about P'Cath! Green has always been a passionate and tireless devil with us, and today he revealed himself as a gentle sexy angel! Mmmm... I can still hear his arousing scent and feel that firm tender ass in my palms..." - Itto spoke with closed eyes, smiling blissfully and leaning his head back on the back of the sofa, but suddenly he woke up, stood up, frowned slightly and pouted: "But... I remember you ruined everything! Lined up behind him and took him first!"

Hope blushed at this point, and wanted to turn up the music so he couldn't hear their conversation, but he was afraid he'd be declassified.

"Bro, I'm 15 minutes older than you - I'm entitled! Hahaha! Okay, I apologize though! I couldn't help myself... His ass was beckoning me like a Siren... And you're wrong, I didn't spoil anything - we were having a good time - our loud moans, which must have made all the servants ashamed, are proof of that! And also in my defense, it was me who helped his hand to move more actively on your pressed cocks! No offense! As soon as the guests leave, I promise that Green's sweet ass will be yours...and my mouth...mmmmmmm," Riley spoke in his defense, and then closed his eyes anticipating soon to have sex with his favorite rainbow boy.

But Itto resented him again, "You always do that! You know I love to see the face and most importantly the eyes of the person beneath me, right?"

"I'd like to look into my partner's eyes too..." - suddenly popped into Hope's head.

"You've already looked at him in the shower! I'm not ready to wait and stand by!...!. And another thing...I want to tell you - during our fucks in the bathroom I caught myself thinking that I don't want...won't share him with anyone else...well except you! And about P'Cath... we're not going to have access to his body, and if I have to choose between him being unattainable and Green being caring and not inferior, I'm going to choose the latter," Riley sounded serious.

There was silence. Hope couldn't hold back a smile when he heard the twin's last words, as he was very happy for Green.

And only Itto wanted to say something when Troy's heavy footsteps were heard on the stairs. When everyone turned around, they saw a scowling man descending and Green silently galloping barefoot down the steps and waving his arms in front of him.

"Butterfly, fly to us, honey! We'll keep you warm!" - shouted Itto lovingly.

"We gotta go! Have a good day!" - Grandpa placed his card on the designer resin table, and then grabbed Hope by the wrist and led him toward the exit so quickly that the boy didn't even have time to say a proper goodbye to the homeowners and Green, only to wave at them.

Once outside the gate, Troy immediately started talking: "I talked to Green and then Norman on the phone... Let's talk about today's incident, shall we? Or maybe you want to ask me some questions?"

"No... I've had a very, very, very, very, very long and hard day.... Today I want to rest, and tomorrow I will definitely torture you with questions, as there are indeed some - a whole carload of questions," - Hope didn't want to talk now, he was remembering the past day, looking out the window. Small sparse drops were rolling down the glass, the sky wanted to rain again. His head was spinning, and the only thing he wanted at the moment was for this endless Thursday to be over as soon as possible.

"All right, son. Let's go home."

"My home is you now, Grandpa," Hope was uncomfortable with the endless images racing before his eyes: of Anuman's punishment, of the client in cardiac arrest, of the "patron" with the ears, of Indigo's assignment, but it was the situation with Lion inside the school walls that bothered him the most:

"He's ignoring me because he's not interested in me anymore! Even his eyes have changed... He's no longer looking at me with those burning eyes like the first time we met or the first training session... I don't know how to describe my feelings for you yet, Lion... Oooh... Even though you don't think about me anymore, I can't stop thinking about you, P'Jake..."

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