After his night with Pony, everyone just knew how fair he was.  All the elves approached him now.  And Amadeo was absolutely mad for them.  He was arranging dates in advance around his classes.  He waited around for Eddie to clean up and went home with him.  He would meet one of the Fay at the cafe during the day and go to his dorm room.  It seemed every night he brought someone to his playroom.  He saved his favourites for the nights.  Up in his own bedroom he and Matt had sex.  Matt was on the verge of tears because he said he was in love with Amadeo.  And Amadeo was unnerved by the experience, he didn't want Matt to love him, he just wanted Matt to fuck him again.

By the next year, he had his first audience with a Queen.  J was a man nearly 30 years old.  Amadeo knew that he would retire soon.  You just couldn't grow old and stay a Faerie.  Pony would most likely take his place.  It was Pony who brought Amadeo upstairs to J at the Limelight.  J was the least fair of the Queens.  He chose very selectively.

He was a very muscular man, Amadeo noticed, when J held his hand for Amadeo to kiss.  Amadeo took it and kissed it.  "You are The Wooden Boy?" J asked.

"Most often, when I don't get everything I want."

"Do you know what that is?"

"I think you would be more than enough for tonight, J"

"Pony will drive you over later."  J had left.

"Pony?"

"He should retire.  He only shows up here so he can pick from the Fay, seeing how they ought to be the best, as they practice so often."  Pony stepped up behind Amadeo and put his arms around him.

"Id almost rather be with you tonight."

"J will not keep you too long I think, and I'll drive you home."

And then Amadeo realized, he was up in the rafters with Pony, a Fay Prince, and only the Queen named Mab and two of her Faeries were with them.  Amadeo went to the rail and looked out.  He could see the whole dance floor, it wasn't so far that he couldn't pick out people he knew, and looking up he could see into the Deejay's booth above the stage.  All he had to do was turn around and he could see one of the large stained glass windows.  Pony kissed him on the neck.  "Come on, we'll walk to my car," he said linking his hand with Amadeo's.  And Amadeo let the Prince take him away.

Pony drove him over to J's.  He told Amadeo to go up the stairs.  Amadeo did.  J was in a large room lying on a bed, unclothed.  "Take your clothes off, Faerie."  Amadeo had a very odd feeling.  It wasn't shame.  Something wasn't quite right.  And it wasn't simply the fact J was the most domineering elf he'd ever met.  Amadeo walked quickly but lightly across the room.  He opened the armoire and saw the camera there.  And the camera just fell.

Amadeo turned and looked at J.  Then suddenly he started laughing, "Im real, Im a real boy now."  He left the room skipping.

Pony was surprised to see him.  He looked past Amadeo at J.  "Youre the Queen now, Pony," Amadeo said looking back to make sure the naked man had heard him.  He left through the front door.  Pony was soon behind him.  Amadeo knew Pony was innocent of it all, innocent but frightened Amadeo wouldn't see that.

"Don't be sorry, Pony.  You knew he shouldn't have been a Queen."

"Yes, but Amad, I can't be a Queen.  I don't really know enough people.  And what will they say about me when J is dethroned, I was his Prince."

"It doesn't matter to me really...but you're beautiful, so very built.  Some Queen will add you to their court.  Damn, I just wanted something."

"Let's go back to the club and find some nymphs to dance with us," said Pony very impulsively.

"Oh GAWD yes!  The night is saved."

Amadeo came back to his dorm late at night.  Charlie's door was open and he couldn't resist the temptation to go in. Charlie was awake.  Amadeo wanted to know what it would be like having sex with someone who wasn't Fay.  He was like a child the way he wanted things.  And Amadeo just could never get enough of anything.

Amadeo closed the door and Charlie turned around to look at him.  "You don't have to anything you don't really want to," Amadeo said quickly.  He couldn't recognize the emotion on Charlie's face.  "I know you want to have me Charlie."

"Take off your clothes."

Amadeo started unbuttoning his shirt.  He thought that perhaps Charlie was his replacement for J.  Things seemed a near blur with the Fay, they all made themselves willingly into near androgynous beings so they really ceased being Human. But Charlie could only be a man, boyish as he was.  Amadeo wondered if he would like being with Charlie.  "What is it you want from me?" he asked as he opened his shorts.

Charlie was staring at him, looking angry.  He didn't say anything, but tugged at Amadeo and bent him over the bed.  Amadeo turned quickly.  He put the foil on Charlie.  And then Charlie took him from behind, all but slamming against him. It was rough, and fast, and direct.

When Charlie withdrew, Amadeo turned around and kissed him.  Charlie seemed hesitant to receive such an intimate pleasure, but he soon began to reciprocate Amadeo's movements.  Amadeo lay back on the bed pulling Charlie over him.

His expression had changed to one of wonder.  He was kissing Amadeo and stroking his hair.  Half-dressed still he took off his shirt.  "Are you my fag now?"

Amadeo laughed out loud, "I don't belong to anyone."  He left the room with Charlie still wanting him.  The next day, Charlie seemed embarrassed by what he had done.  Yet, after a while, he was calling Amadeo into his room and putting pieces of jewelry on him.  That would be the signal to begin.  After a month or so, they'd nearly changed roles.

Amadeo was the beautiful boy in a pink shirt and a faded pair of Denim shorts and Charlie would be the naked boy lying out on the bed ready to be devoured.  Amadeo thought the whole thing marvelous and funny.

It was the same with Charlie and with the Fay.  Amadeo almost never resisted any temptation.