Chapter 1

"I can't take it any longer, Greg. Ugh! I don't understand why you always make me tease like this!" Caruss screamed in his room, staring at the magazine he was clutching. He was enjoying the numerous publications of his ogling ultimate crush, Gregory Wayle who's one of Greentown State's finest hunk models.

"You are truly handsome, huh? I'll never get tired of staring at you, my gosh!" he said with a charming twisted mouth, expressing his amorous zeal.

However, Gregory Wayle's promotions are lacking, yet his charisma was strong enough to encompass an incomprehensible longing in his supporters. Furthermore, paparazzi who are aware of his existence would undoubtedly daydream, and Caruss is one of them.

"Damn! You are so f*cking hot! Ugh! You're driving me crazy, Greg. Why you're so attractive, huh?" Caruss looked up, as if he were going insane.

He maintains his identity hidden from the rest of the world because he fears his father, Lord Pearson, will assassinate him. Even if the entire scenario is a total fiction, the only thing that may make him happy is to spend some time in his room and fantasize about his ogling hunk idol, Gregory.

He used to think that all he felt was just sexual desire. But when Gregory Wayle came into his life, everything changed so fast. He had no reluctance to reveal his true nature to his family and even to refrain from 'touching' boys back then, and curiosity prompted him to bring out his true shade when he first viewed Gregory's titillating hunk magazine.

"I don't know why I'm always like this to you? Sh*t! I can't get over it," he murmured, burying his face in the blanket and smiling as he brushed his lips into the magazine.

With so much clandestine collection, Caruss had to be cautious lest his father find out. But, just a few hours later, his joy was abruptly interrupted by misery.

The sun had fallen and everyone was gathering to dine. The atmosphere was still ventilated enough to be charmed by an old fashion rock crystal strung from a ceiling with an admiration of the fancy, and so quirky canvas displayed on a stone brick structure. The nooks were trembling like if Lord Pearson's heart had once been consumed by fire. He let out a yell and summoned his sole eldest son, Caruss.

"Caruss! Get down here right now!" his arrogant, booming voice screamed, putting an end to Caruss's fantasy upstairs.

When Caruss heard his father yelling downstairs, his eyes seemed to darken. When he stepped down to confront his father, everything blew up in flames as the clamoring tape of him was now fully exposed.

"You worthless faggot! How dare you bring shame to this family!" Lord Pearson struck Caruss in the face with an outstretched palm.

Lady Rosell, Lord Pearson's second wife, approached Caruss and gave him a loving embrace in response to what had occurred. For nearly a minute, she knelt and nuzzled her head while softly clutching it tightly.

"Enough!" she pleaded, managing to keep her husband's hand from striking Caruss once again.

"You're a son of a gun-smut animal! You ruined our family's reputation! Where are your manners, huh? You're nasty, gross, and dropping crap! Take the hell yourself out of here, now!" Lord Pearson's raging head and gleamed reaction indicate what Caruss did was unacceptable.

However, Fredo, Caruss's older stepbrother, smiled in the corner as he was being glad to witness the engrossing scene. Instead, he must soothe the humiliation down, he just enjoyed watching them.

The youngest, Flynn, who's the only child of Lady Rosell and Lord Pearson, was terrified of the incident too. This restricts attachment to the toy whenever the lord is heard screaming.

"Papa, papa, stop!" The child tried to halt the fuming father but the older brother yanked him to keep going with Caruss's embarrassment.

"Leave him alone. Papa should merely reprimand him for his heinous act!" Fredo said, demonstrating how much he feels about his stepbrother, Caruss.

"Big brother! Caruss!" shouted Flynn, who also expressed sympathy for his older brother, but Fredo resisted speaking to him immediately away.

"Hey, dude. Listen to me. Don't ever be like him, okay, who has done nothing but degrade our name. He should vanish because he will never have a place in this family again. Do you get me?" Fredo convinced Flynn to loathe their stepbrother because he couldn't win his heart and only wanted to be with Caruss in the first place.

"Pa, I'm not sure how the scene will dissipate. All I knew was that I was drunk as they trifled with me," Caruss explained, tears chopping through Lord Pearson's raven leather shoes.

"Don't tell any lies, my dear fag. You didn't restrain yourself to avoid them. Besides, you weren't intoxicated since you relished it, right? You even named a hunk model's name. You're embarrassing," Fredo said, his brow furrowed in disdain and his arms crossed across his chest.

The voluptuous possession Caruss had committed on the tape demonstrated how much he desired Gregory's lucious physique. He was the first to perpetrate the chagrin, and the huge opprobrium instantly heated up in the character of the Pearson's family, known for their carnage throughout Greentown State.

"And even if that doesn't disperse, you still gave rise to. And do you even think I'll still believe you with the amount of stupidity you've done, huh? You haven't changed, idiot! Gay critter! What a shame!" Lord Pearson struck Caruss in the face with a powerful blow, as the youngest Flynn clasped his hands to placate their father.

"Please, Papa." said the child. "Have mercy on him. Brother Caruss didn't intend to it to happen," his voice was clamped while the traction was lengthened.

"I said enough! He didn't anticipate anything to betide," Lady Rosell, who was also experiencing inexplicable emotions, pleaded.

"Ugh! Don't take his side, Mama. He earns what he conceals," Fredo's rolling eyes express disdain for his mother's continued support and why she was still on Caruss's side.

"Pa, please forgive me. I didn't want to tarnish your name," Caruss wailed until he was completely soaked and strangled by his sobs.

"It's done, Caruss. It's been aired all across Greentown State, and we're now detested. Do you know what they reckon of us, huh? That a child of a powerful Lord Pearson is simply a greedy jerk bon vivant!" Fredo appeared on the angle, asserting unbearable things as he expressed his rage at his stepbrother.

"That's enough to say! Don't fling firewood if you know it's on fire!" Lady Rosell said, her teeth clenched in anticipation of the ardent episode.

"Make sure you straighten up your predicament. Don't you ever trudge in this house if everyone hasn't shirked yet. You've made me silly in Greentown State. Dagnabbit!" Lord Pearson drew a leg to boot with a knee bent over Caruss's face to drag away.

While Caruss was depressed by what had happened, the breeze abruptly altered. He didn't expect the footage to leak all around Greentown State, where it created a tremendous blunder that hurt his father's feelings right away.

Because of the tape's persistent sweep, he was concerned that his hunk idol, Gregory Wayle, may be thinking about the scene.

"You're just a headache, my dear fag. You already know that Papa is horrendous and then you still feast with strippers like that?! Maybe you'd better leave this house, Caruss since you are just a disgusting jerk!" Fredo said, persuading Caruss to leave.

"Don't, Caruss, don't! Don't listen to him. Don't leave us with Mama. Please," Flynn begged as he tightened his arms to his big brother while getting a peek at Lord Pearson.

"I don't need your existence here. From now on, teach yourself to live with your own. Don't ever show up to me until you've spruced up your mess!" Lord Pearson yelled as he aimed to jab Caruss out with hefty arms.

"Get lost, dear fag!" Fredo even mumbled, obviously satisfied with what his father said.

Caruss just bawl over, while Lady Rosell also felt sorry for what had ensued. He then scrambled to his room to get his stuff but the younger brother, Flynn, tried him to stop.

"Big brother, please, don't leave. Papa was just upset," he said as he snuggled Caruss down to the bed.

"I'm sorry little bro. This is what I am supposed to do since we know how horrible Papa is. Don't worry, I'm not going far away from you," Caruss stammered in explaining to Flynn.

"My dear, just understand your father, okay? He hardly can't seem to ratify your true color since it's the family's bloodshed, knowing that this reputation race was tough." Lady Rosell's cold voice encouraged Caruss to feel better.

"Mama, I think it's better to not divulge you about my retrieval in here since Papa's ailment is getting worse. I don't want to add burden anymore," Caruss replied to Lady Rosell while he was busy tucking his things.

"Oh, son. You're not a burden. Don't speculate like that? I can't bear seeing you with this. Even if you're distant away, I can't afford to worry," Lady Rosell's voice was trembling as she tried to explain to Caruss.

"Big brother, when will we meet again?" Flynn asked weeping and he tightly held Caruss's arms.

"Don't be sad, little bro. I'm going to visit you here. Not often but I will come. You should still do what I taught you, okay?" Caruss cheerfully replied, giving Flynn a sweet assurance as he caressed its back too.

"We will going to miss you, my son," said Lady Rosell as she burst into tears in front of them.

Caruss faced his stepmother and gave her a wider arm to embrace. "Ma, I'm so sorry. I didn't heed they taped the scene. They were just messing me around," he reasoned out.

"Shush. Enough. You can't deviate the way your father thinks of you now. I know I can't stop you from leaving. I'll just find someone who can help you to move temporarily. Just be careful, okay?" Lady Rosell expressed grief and unhappiness.

Then, they could do nothing but pursue the lord's command. The young Flynn was also weeping, longing for Caruss for having their final minute. 

However, the stability and potent connections of the Pearson family have Lady Rosell directly set up Caruss a temporary location to dwell.

 Also, she didn't want his husband to know about it but to burke instead. She knew that Lord Pearson would be indignant when found she was aiding Caruss since she couldn't afford to watch the stepson of having no one else to approach.

But Caruss refuses Lady Rosell had offered to him since he also yearns to testify the life without the bloodshed from the wealth of their lineage rather than reside in a luxurious condo.

 Even if it was against Lady Rosell's will, Caruss wishes to live in a simple apartment to acquaint him with survival in a lower class.

The clouds rumbled as he soon left the mansion. As Caruss entered the taxi outside, he first saw his older brother Fredo in a distance who's approaching to chastise him again.

"Take care of your new life, bother. I'm sure you can sully Papa's stature again. I mean, not anymore since you do not belong to this family. Thank you for being such an obedient child, Caruss. Just enjoy your life for being a fag, alright? You're damn greedy for men, aren't you?" Fredo was being sarcastic since he doesn't want Caruss to be part of the family anymore.

"What is my fault with you? What can that do to you?" Caruss asked in stupefaction and was confused why his stepbrother, Fredo, even dared to mistreat him.

Fredo laughed. "Nothing, dear. Oh, by the way, please accept my gratitude first before leaving. You might think that I didn't care about my stepbrother," Fredo chuckles as he demands a jelly dildo to whip him up for being a fag, then waved after as it felt jovial to watch his fleeing. 

Fredo even dared to signal Caruss to hopefully never return. While, Caruss, could also hear Flynn whined as yelling only his name. He soon left the house with a heavy heart that he had no choice but to stay away from them.