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   THE DUNGEON MASTER by Rafe Morgan (Copyright 2012)

   BOOK III: THE MAZE (Scott and Rabbit)

   Chapter 15

   In the morning I let all the boys sleep late, not waking them until I
went around with glasses of the breakfast drink I had frothed up in the
blender.

   "What's this stuff?" Eddie wanted to know as I handed him a glass.  Both
he and Mike had been asleep beneath the covers when I entered the big
bedroom.  The dark haired boy sat with his eyes screwed up blinking in the
lights I just turned on and regarded the breakfast drink with suspicion.

   Mike reached out for the other glass I was holding, and then after
watching Eddie take a cautious sip, tasted the foamy drink himself and made
a face.  "Bleah!"

   "Better drink up," I told them with a smile.  "This is all you get until
after the laser tag match."

   "Geez, Joe," Mike whined.  "I'm hungry!"

   "You'll play better this way," I assured him.  "You'll be lighter and
quicker.  Make sure you take a good dump, too.  And then get a shower. 
I'll be down in a few hours to put make up on you."

   "Why we gotta' like do all that stuff?" Eddie wanted to know.

   "You�ll be on camera today.  You wanna look good, don't you?  This is
a movie.  Let's make some money!" Holding out a fist I waited for each of
my young assets to punch it with their own.  "Be as light as possible.  We
want speed and quickness!"

   Eddie nodded his curly head and toe-headed Mike gave me a confident
grin. I locked their door and then went to see Todd.  Like the other two,
the slender boy was asleep when I came in.  He lifted his head to blink at
me once the lights came on.

   "Breakfast," I told him, handing over a big glass of the protein drink.
Todd sniffed at the liquid, gave me a look and then began to drink. 
"Listen," I said.  "Here's the deal..."

   While I repeated the instructions I'd given Eddie and Mike, the boy
drained his glass and handed it back without a word.  "I'll be back down to
open the bathroom for you," I told him.  "Then you can do what you have to
do, and if you wanna stretch or warm-up you can be out on the mats."

   With another brief stare at me Todd nodded, asking no questions or
giving any other sign of what he might be thinking.  I made sure he was
locked in before taking the breakfast glasses upstairs.

   Scott and Rabbit were still asleep when I brought drinks into my
bedroom. When I clinked the glasses, Scott stirred, opening his eyes, and
then lifted himself up onto the pillows at the sight of what was in my
hands.  His eyes gleamed with eager excitement as I handed him his drink. I
winked at him and he giggled.

   Beside him Rabbit was curled up beneath the coverlet, looking very young
and innocent as he lay with his cheek on the pillow.  The long silky lashes
of his eyes lent his relaxed features a feminine beauty that was haunting
in its appeal.  I gave his soft hair a gentle stroke and the lashes
fluttered as his eyes opened.

   "Time to wake up and have some breakfast," I told him in a low voice
when his gaze focused.  The boy regarded me wide-eyed for a moment, then
squirmed into a sitting position to take the glass I held out to him. 
There was a tenting of the light bedcovers over his groin and when I put my
hand there my fingers rubbed a firm stiff hardness through the cloth.  With
a sly grin at the boy I asked, "Having a nice dream?"

   Scott giggled but Rabbit bit his lower lip and gave me a solemn nod.

   "Do good for me today, guys," I said, looking at both of them.  Scott's
expression turned serious as they both nodded in response.

   Once they had finished the breakfast drinks, I reminded the boys about
taking a dump and showering.  "I�m gonna be down early to put make up on
you," I warned.  "Make sure you're ready.  I'm gonna' do you guys first
because you're getting something special and it'll take a while to put on."

   "What, Joe?" Scott�s face lit in eager excitement as he tugged at my
arm.

   "You'll see.  It's a surprise." I gave his firm little butt a pat and
grinned at him.  "I only just thought of it and I hope I can pull it off.
We'll see.  Just get yourselves ready and I'll be around in a few hours."

   The blonde boy turned to Rabbit who was staring up at me, eyes wide with
curiosity.  With a nod to both of them I left the bedroom, closing the door
behind me and went off to do a quick cleanup of the breakfast things.

   The next chore was preparation of the laser vests and for that I
returned to the basement, piled them all by the weight bench, and then
opened up both bedrooms as well as the connecting doors to the bathroom. 
This allowed me to keep an eye on Mike, Todd and Eddie while I topped off
all the power packs in the vests, cleaned them, and set their electronics
for 30 lives.  At the same time I also boosted the shock level delivered on
a hit.  This would come as a surprise to the boys at the outset of the game
and I expected it to heighten the action.  Then I tested the radio
controlled disarming link and, as a final task, pushed loaded dart tubes
into the left shoulder pockets.

   All three boys came out to watch at first, Mike and Todd clad in their
nylon workout shorts and Eddie wearing nothing but his usual grin.  The
curly haired little imp had lost all his initial modesty and only put on
clothes when I required it for paintball practice.  The rest of the time he
was always naked, showing off his piercings, flaunting the tiny gold hoop
at the tip of his boy spike by fondling himself to remain erect.

   Although Scott and Rabbit had often told the others about the dart tubes
and their function, none of the three had ever seen one.  I gave them a
tube to examine and they passed it hand to hand before watching me slip it
into position on a vest.  Then they lost interest and drifted away, Todd to
the cable machine, while Mike followed Eddie back to their bedroom.

   "A dump and a shower," I called to them.  "Don't forget!"

   This brought forth a giggle from Eddie and he whispered something to
Mike as they went through the door.  Within a few moments I heard the
sounds of their videogame starting up.

   Over at the cable machine Todd performed a set of exercises at each
station, including a set of 20 incline sit-ups, and then got down on the
mats to do some stretching.  I was watching him out of the corner of my
eye, admiring his slim graceful beauty when, suddenly, he drew his knees
up, pushed into a back arch, held the position for a moment, then dropped
back onto the mat and did nine more just like it.  When the set of ten was
complete, the boy executed a perfect kip back to a standing position, a
move executed with a seeming effortlessness that startled me.  So did the
single cartwheel that followed, which took Todd to the edge of the mat. 
Without a moment's hesitation he then dove into a hand stand, walked on his
hands over to me, dropped to his feet and straightened up to face me,
panting a little, pride mixed with an innocent appeal showing on his face
as he waited for my reaction.

   Todd�s eyes remained locked on mine as I stood up and took a step
toward him.  Rubbing both hands on the silky smooth rounded points of his
shoulders I gripped him while smiling down into his face.

   "You've been saving that to show me, haven't you."

   Todd nodded, dark eyes glowing with the fierce need to prove himself
that I knew he carried within himself.

   "You're one of my best," I assured him, caressing the firm rounded
muscle of his shoulders.  "There's nothing you can�t have if you ask me
for it.  I'm so proud of you!"

   I felt the boy quiver.  His eyes widened as he continued to gaze up at
me.  "Fight hard for me," I whispered, and he nodded.  Then I went on, "One
will be eliminated today.  I know it won't be you!  Show me how well you
can fight!"

   Suddenly the boy put his arms around my waist and hugged, his body
trembling.  I stroked him, patting the rounded firmness of his butt through
his thin workout shorts until he let go.  "Do what you need to get ready,
now," I instructed.  "Then stay loose.  It won't be too much longer. 
Tonight, it's your turn to stay with me.  We�ll do something special!"

   Eyes bright with pride and excitement Todd nodded again and padded off
on bare feet into his room.  I locked the door behind him and then went
into the big bedroom to watch Mike and Eddie play their videogame.  Neither
paid any attention to me.  After a while I heard the flush of a toilet from
the bathroom.  A few minutes later there was a sound of water running in
the shower.  I waited until it stopped, gave Todd a few more minutes to dry
off and then went in to check.  The slim graceful boy was combing his thick
hair in the mirror, naked except for a towel wrapped around his middle. 
Taking the comb from his hands I completed the job for him, bent down to
kiss the glossy muscular curve of his right shoulder and then picked the
boy up, carrying him to his bed where I deposited him on his back.

   "Soon," I whispered, leaning down to kiss him again, this time on the
lips.  Todd wrapped his arms around my neck opening his mouth so we could
exchange a long deep embrace and then I left him, going through the
bathroom, closing and locking his connecting door behind me.

   Mike and Eddie turned their heads when I came in, Eddie grinning and
Mike with a smile that softened his sharp features.  "You guys need to
start getting ready," I told them, clapping my hands together.

   "C�mon, Joe," Mike protested.  "We gotta' finish this!"

   Eddie's grin spread even wider and then he laughed.  "Mikey's losin�.
He wants a chance to catch up."

   "You can have five more minutes," I said, tapping my watch.  "Then I
want you in that bathroom takin� a shit."

   This brought a convulsive giggle from Eddie, but Mike, his controller
held in both hands, turned back to the TV screen looking determined.  I
watched the boys, keeping one eye on the time, and gave them more than five
minutes because I could see they were getting close to a stopping point. 
Mike's character executed a double somersault across a chasm, firing bursts
from a weapon at the same time.  He was hit in midair and crashed down
sprawling, life meter at zero.

   "Shit!" Mike exclaimed, falling back onto the bed with his arms flung
out like his dead character.

   "Okay," I told Eddie, who was grinning in victory.  "Pause it.  Let's
start getting� ready..."

   The dark haired boy pushed a button on his controller to freeze the game
and then stood up, small naked body smooth and glossy under the fluorescent
light, gold piercings in his ear, belly button, and tip of his stiff boner
glittering.  Eyes full of mischief, knowing I was admiring him, he thrust
out his narrow hips in a sensual pose and squirmed a little, arching to put
his little stiffy on display.

   "Get in there and take a dump, Stud Muffin," I ordered, picking the boy
up and then tickling while he wiggled and laughed.  Finally I shooed him
into the bathroom with a smack on his pert rounded butt.

   Over on the bed Mike remained stretched out, head turned to one side,
eyes staring and the tip of his tongue showing at the corner of his parted
lips.

   "Let's go, Tiger," I ordered, leaning over to pull the sturdy little
youngster up by his arms.  Mike remained limp until I tickled him, which
made him laugh and try to curl into a ball.  "Into the bathroom," I told
him, carrying the boy halfway, then sending him like Eddie through the
doorway with a pat on his firm little rump.  I went in behind him, stood
over both boys until I was sure they had emptied their bowels, and then
waited as they took a shower together, checking as they emerged that they
had cleaned up thoroughly and shampooed their hair.

   "You can play some more now if you want," I told them once they were
dried off and had their hair combed.  "I'll be down in about an hour to get
you made up.  Then we'll go over."

   "When we gonna' eat, Joe?" Mike pleaded.  "I'm hungry!"

   "Once the fight�s over you can have whatever you want," I assured him.
"All except for one of you, that is." I gave a light tap to the shoulders
of both boys.  "Just don't be the one that gets eliminated."

   Mike and Eddie looked at each other.  "Ain't gonna' be me," Mike
declared confidently.  Eddie grinned.

   "Come on," I said herding the boys back into the bedroom.  Mike reached
for a pair of workout shorts but I stopped him.  "You don't need to keep
any clothes on."

   This brought another giggle from both boys and they scrambled, naked,
onto the bed, picked up their game controllers, and were engrossed once
more in screen action by the time I left the room.

   Upstairs Scott and Rabbit were also immersed in a videogame but they
turned it off and stood up without a word when they caught sight of me
entering.

   "Make up time," I told them.  "I'm gonna try something special and I'm
not positive I can bring it off, so bear with me."

   The boys glanced at each other and then drew close, watching with
curiosity as I got masking tape and tubes of body paint out of a bureau
drawer.

   "With any luck this won't look too bad," I said, sitting down on the
edge of the bed and positioning Scott in front of me.  "Now hold still�"

   Working methodically I used strips of tape to outline a big five pointed
star on the left side of Scott's face, roughly centered on his eye.  It was
a job since I had never tried anything so ambitious before, but at last I
had something that looked striking and I applied red paint, smearing it on
with my finger to cover everything including his eyebrow and eyelid. 
Rabbit, who was watching with fascinated interest, drew in his breath when
I pulled off the tape, revealing the pattern.  More red paint, streaked in
with my fingers, went into Scott's blonde hair and before I was done the
boy was squirming with impatience.

   "What is it, Joe?" he pleaded.  "Lemme' see!" The moment I released him
he scampered over to the mirror.  "Oh wow!  Awesome!"

   "Now me!" Rabbit placed himself in front of me.  "Me, Joe!  I want one!"

   Rabbit was a head taller than Scott so I had to work at a different
angle, but the boy helped by hunching down.  Once again I struggled with
the tape, arranging the star on the right side of the boy's face so it
would look different from Scott's.  For Rabbit I used bright blue paint,
filling it into the design with my fingers and then streaking his thick
brown hair with both yellow and electric blue.  When the tape came off he
too ran over to the mirror and examined himself, turning in various poses.

   "This is awesome, Joe," Scott assured me, posing next to Rabbit as well.
The boys were naked and I was amused to see them both rigidly hard as they
admired their reflections.  The combination of streaked hair, striking
facial designs and smooth beautifully defined bodies was so arousing that I
hardened as well and it was all I could do not to take both of them there
and then.

   "You guys better not blow this," I told them in a voice made horse by
sudden urgent desire.  "If I lose either one of you today, I'm gonna' be
pissed!"

   Scott giggled, but Rabbit stared at me in the mirror with a fierce grin.

   I stood up, put away the paint tubes and then led the boys into the
bathroom.  There I applied lipstick to their mouths and mascaraed their
unpainted eyebrows before leading them downstairs to the basement.  Mike
and Eddie were still engrossed in combat on the videogame when I unlocked
the door but they both dropped their controllers and scampered over the
moment they saw Scott�s and Rabbit�s face paint.

   "Oh, wow!  Paint me like that, Joe!" Eddie pleaded, staring up at my
veterans and then tugging at my arm.

   "Yeah, me too!" Mike demanded.

   I held up a hand.  "After you win a few times you can get made up like
that.  These guys are the reigning champs.  They get the special makeup for
now."

   Herding all four boys ahead of me into the bathroom I unlocked Todd�s
connecting door, found him waiting there to join us and made him up first,
applying lipstick and mascara while Eddie and Mike crowded around watching.
Then each of the younger boys took his turn, standing in front of me by the
sink, allowing me to apply the cosmetics before turning to the mirror so
they could admire themselves.

   "Okay," I said, straightening up and clapping my hands.  "Everybody into
their vests."

   Led by Scott and Rabbit, the boys trooped out into the workout area
where I had the vests ready, neatly lined up on the mats.  "Careful of your
makeup," I cautioned as Rabbit picked his up.  Both my veterans let me help
them to ensure that nothing smeared their face paint.

   Once the boys were ready, I got the camera out for pictures.  Each boy
posed for individual shots and then we did a group picture with them all
crowded together on, or else crouched in front of, the weight bench.  Then
I lined them up by the paintball target frame and brought out the
handcuffs.

   "This is for the movie," I lied, as Scott turned around, putting his
hands behind his back.  Mike and Eddie looked startled for a moment, but
after watching Scott and then Rabbit submit to being cuffed, they followed
their lead.  Finally, with a cool stare at me, Todd put his hands behind
his back as well and with all the boys secured I led them in single file to
the garage.  Cold air swirled around their bare legs and Eddie gave a
squeak as he stepped onto the chilly concrete.

   The moment I had the van cargo door pulled aside the boys scrambled in,
kneeling or sitting on the Ensolite pad that covered the cargo space,
providing insulation against the cool late fall temperature.  "The heat
will be coming on in just a minute," I promised as I locked them in. 
Hurrying around to the driver side I hit the button to raise the garage
door, started the engine and then waited for the temperature gauge to move
off its peg before turning on the vent heaters full blast.  There were
sighs of relief from behind me.  I turned to grin over my shoulder.

   "Everybody okay back there?"

   Scott giggled and Rabbit answered, "Yeah.  Now we are."

   "Next time I'll get the van warmed up ahead of time.  I shoulda thought
of that.  Okay, here we go..."

   Backing the van out cautiously, I turned it around, hit the button that
closed the garage door and then drove out onto the street.  It was the
early afternoon of an overcast fall day and the usual lunchtime traffic
clogged the roads.  There was no need to hurry so I drove slowly.  It was
nearly 25 minutes before we arrived at the Industrial Park.  As always
there were cars parked in the various front lots, but the back warehouse
area was deserted.  I pulled up next to the side door, left the engine
running for the heat and got out.  No one was around.  Once I had the door
unlocked I stepped inside, turned on the power and then stood for a moment
listening.  Beyond the plywood partition wall the maze was silent. 
Everything seemed dim and mysterious, light from the gray day outside
diffusing into shadow from the line of windows beneath the roof.

   I went to the van, unlocked the cargo door to slide it back and helped
the boys one by one scramble out to enter the building.  Once they were all
inside I shut the van down, closed up, and then with Scott and Rabbit
leading the others in single file, I followed them around the narrow
passage that led to the maze entrance.

   "Listen up," I told them when we were gathered at the barred gate. 
"Today's rules are simple.  For one of you this is it.  The first to go
down�s gone, but I don't want you to stop when that happens.  Take the
game to its finish because there�s a prize for the winner.  Once the
first kid goes down all your vests will be disarmed and you play just like
you do at home.  Go down and stay down when your lights start blinking on
and off continually.  Got it?"

   "Uh-huh...  Yeah...  Yeah, Joe..."

   All the boys nodded their heads while Scott looked around grinning.  In
the dim light the star on his face and stripes of color in his hair looked
black.  I hoped the cameras would pick up better detail, so his red body
paint and Rabbit's blue would show differently.

   "Okay, there's five of you.  When you're un-cuffed, go to the corner I
point at.  Scott, you'll be last and start in the center.  Any questions?"

   Scott's eyes gleamed with the same mischievous excitement as his grin.
The other four stared at me with solemn faces.  I turned, unlocked the
door, and then beckoned to Rabbit.  "You first..."

   The lanky boy stood in silence while I un-cuffed him.  Then after
checking and arming his vest I pointed to the far right hand corner of the
maze.  "Back there." Rabbit met my eye for a moment, gave a confident nod,
and strode off into the maze, disappearing within the dim forest of
pillars.

   In the same way I sent off the rest of my gamers, Eddie to the far left
corner, Todd to the near left and Mike into the remaining near right
corner. Once they were all in place I armed Scott's vest, gave his bare
shoulder a squeeze and whispered, "Off you go, sport.  Win this for me! 
I'm counting on you!  Start from the center..."

   With a grin that lit his painted face the blonde boy nodded and hurried
off into the maze.  I watched his progress while I mounted the stairs to my
observation platform and the moment he reached a spot close to the center I
yelled out, "Start the game!"

   At the sound of my voice Scott, Eddie, and Mike were in motion, their
smooth compact figures darting from pillar to pillar in search of targets.
Both Todd and Rabbit remained in place, heads cocked to one side, listening
for revealing sounds of movement.  This cautious tactic was so typical of
both boys that I smiled to myself.  In laser tag played for 'keeps' a slow
deliberate stalk of opponents might pay off, but other times speed and dash
were needed.  It would be interesting to see the game play out.

   From the vantage point of the high platform I leaned forward on the
railing, watching the action below.  To my surprise, and probably to his as
well, it was Scott who took the first hit, his rapid zigzagging between
pillars taking him into the path of Mike, who nailed him with a quick shot
from a gun that was up and ready.

   There was a flash, a 'Zap!  Zap!' and with a high pitched squeal Scott
tumbled onto the concrete, the enhanced shock level I had programmed into
the vests not only producing a cry from him, but also making his whole
body, arms and legs included, jerk and twitch.  Mouth open, eyes staring,
he lay quivering while Mike hit him with two more bolts, and then somehow
Scott was able to get off a shot of his own.  Mike dropped with a squeal -
and that gave Scott enough time to roll into shelter behind a pillar.  It
was several seconds before either boy could regain his feet, and after that
I noticed both were more cautious in their movements.

   Todd and Rabbit were coming in now and the action became general.  Flash
followed flash and 'Zap!  Zap!' sounds were nearly continuous.  Bodies lay
quivering and jerking everywhere as the boys caught each other in the
aisles between pillars.  My new shock levels were making it unnecessary for
them to simulate agony when hit.  The game was going much faster than I had
anticipated and I longed for some way to monitor lives and reprogram the
vests remotely.  All of that was technically possible, but the electronics
would make the vests too bulky.  It was with a pang of regret for not
having set the vests to 60 instead of 30 lives that I resigned myself to
living with the system I had.

   'Zap!  Zap!'

   Sound effects came again.  One of the taller figures was down, vest
flashing from hits.  I checked the monitor and saw it was Todd, bracketed
by fire from two sides, his slim body writhing and jerking.  I leaned
forward wondering if this was his finish, but even as I did so one of his
attackers, it looked like Eddie, was dropped from behind by another player
attracted by the noise.

   Like the swirling pattern of a kaleidoscope, positions changed.  Todd
regained his feet and sounds accompanied by flashing broke out on the other
side of the maze.  A small boy, I saw it was Mike, tumbled jerking to the
floor.  Then in a rapid exchange, Scott and Rabbit traded shots, each
dropping the other.  Scott rolled away while Rabbit was hit again
repeatedly by Eddie before the small curly haired boy was himself nailed by
Mike who had lined him up after spotting him in a lane from six pillars
away.

   'Zap!  Zap!' 'Zap!  Zap!' 'Zap!  Zap!'

   The sounds came even faster because chance had the boys momentarily
converging on each other.  Bodies twisted, vests flashed.  I saw Scott go
down, then Mike was writhing on the floor again.  Rabbit and Todd exchanged
fire, both taking hits that sent them jerking onto the concrete.  Then
Eddie's small figure was there on the monitor, bare legs spread apart as he
leveled his gun at some target, fired - and then jerked convulsively as his
own vest lit up.  He went to his knees, head pulled back, body arched. 
Then he was toppling to the floor, body twisting as he fought to roll away.
His vest lit up again, then again!  I leaned forward in anticipation.  This
had to be it, I thought.  The boys were expending their lives at a prodigal
rate.  Eddie had been hit many times.  Any second now...

   Flashes and sounds from a few aisles away showed that Eddie�s attacker
- I could not tell if it was Todd or Rabbit - had himself been taken down!
After a few seconds the small boy regained his feet, disappeared behind a
pillar, and then was flitting down an aisle his gun held out as he searched
for new targets.

   Flash!  �Zap Zap!�

   Dim figures darted through the maze.  I lost track of Eddie for a moment
when I turned to the monitors trying to identify players.  I caught a
glimpse of Rabbit peering from around a pillar.  Then he was gone.  More
'Zap!  Zap!' sounds...  A vest was flashing from repeated hits!  A small
figure was down.  Was it Eddie?  Afraid to take my eyes off the action for
even an instant to check the monitor I watched hit after hit nail the
little player jerking on the floor.  He was caught in a crossfire between
two larger dim figures.  I leaned forward, holding my breath.

   Flash!  'Zap!  Zap!'

   One of the attackers was twisting and writhing on the floor!  The small
figure rolled to one side, scrambled to his feet, leveled his gun -

   Flash!  POP!

   The dull bang was barely audible over more 'Zap!  Zap!' noises but I was
sure I had heard it.  For a moment all the action seemed to freeze...

   The small player I had been watching staggered, took a step, and fell to
the floor, hands clawing at his throat.  The writhing of his body was not
the jerky response to electric shock but a twisting and arching of total
agony.  I watched in fascination as the boy's vest began to flash
rhythmically.  He arched up, small body in quivering tension...  Then it
collapsed in a sprawl.  The bare legs kicked, jerked, and were still. 
Glancing at the monitor I saw the white-blond hair and realized it was Mike
who had gone down and not Eddie as I had supposed.

   More flashes!  More 'Zap!  Zap!' sounds!  None of the other players had
stopped while I had been watching Mike's final agony.  Dim figures flitted
through the maze, firing shots and taking hits.  Only then did I realize
that I had to do something if I was not to lose more assets.  Fumbling in
my pocket I dug out the radio control, hit the switch and then watched in
some anxiety, wondering if the damn thing had worked.

   I had reacted only just in time.  In the rapid flow of the game all the
boys' lives had been diminishing fast.  Within seconds of my using the
remote LEDs lit up, �Zap-Zap�s� sounded, and then another vest began
flashing repeatedly.  It was Todd.  In the monitor I saw the slim boy
twisting on the floor, arms flung back over his head.  He jerked a few
times and then lay still in pretended death as all the boys had learned to
do in the games at home - eyes staring and mouth half open.

   Off to one side Eddie appeared from behind a pillar, shiny black curls
glinting in the dim light.  He trotted to where Todd had fallen, stood over
the taller boy for a moment and then darted toward a pillar to his right.
Just as he reached it he was hit.  �Zap!  Zap!� His vest LEDs flashed.
The little boy staggered, than dropped flopping to the ground.  In the
monitor I saw Scott draw a bead on him from an aisle three pillars away. 
Another hit jerked Eddie - another.  He gave a little cry as his body
convulsed; then Scott's fifth shot jerked him again and his vest LEDs
started blinking, on-off-on-off...  Eddie knew he was done.  Just as he
always did in the practice games, he pulled the pouch of his thong aside to
reveal his boner, allowing it to jut proudly, the gold piercing at its tip
glinting in the dim light as he assumed the loose sprawl of pretended
death.

   Now only Scott and Rabbit remained, my two veterans.  I watched,
fascinated, as they crept about in the maze, each seeking to ambush the
other.  For a moment the advantage seemed to be with Rabbit, because
alerted by the noise from Eddie's vest when Scott took him out, Rabbit had
been sneaking in, laser gun at the ready.

   Anticipating Rabbit's tactic Scott had backed away from where Eddie had
fallen, seeking cover, but in the process he very nearly put himself in
Rabbit's line of fire.  Luck saved him.  At the crucial moment Rabbit
zigged off in another direction and they missed each other.  But some
slight noise must have betrayed Rabbit�s presence because I saw Scott's
head turn.  He stiffened, listening.  A moment later I was shocked to see
him lean back against the pillar, turn his laser gun on himself, and fire a
shot into the sensors on his own vest.

   Flash!  'Zap!  Zap!'

   Scott's head pulled back, his sturdy compact body arching in shock.  He
quivered, twisted and then fired again.  There was another flash from his
vest.  The �Zap!  Zap!� sound effect came again!  This time the
electric shock took Scott to his knees.  He nearly toppled, but caught
himself, grimaced and then fought his way back to his feet.  Moments later
he was upright, poised to move in any direction, gun leveled as he peered
about, watching and listening.

   I grasped his strategy at once.  Having seen that Eddie's vest was
disarmed and assuming his own was as well, he had taken a chance and
sacrificed two of his lives, deliberately making himself a target by giving
away his position.  Now he was waiting for Rabbit to appear, hoping to
ambush the taller boy first.  It was a daring and imaginative ploy, and to
my delight it was working!  A few pillars away Rabbit's dim lanky form
emerged into the aisle, head turned in the wrong direction.  Scott saw him
first!  He fired, catching Rabbit's side sensor and the taller boy spun,
falling to the ground, twitching and writhing as his vest flashed.  He
tried in vain to control his jerking long enough to get off a return shot,
but Scott would not allow him any time.  He squeezed the trigger of his
laser gun, beaming hit after hit onto the sensors of Rabbit's vest.

   With all the other players down there was no one to drive Scott off. 
The blonde boy made every shot count.  Slender legs kicking, Rabbit arched
and quivered to the shocks, the orgasmic response bulging the pouch of his
thong with a rigidity I could see in the monitor.  Suddenly the LEDs of his
vest began to blink and after a few last convulsive shivers he collapsed
into a sprawl on the floor, arms flung out and one knee pulled up, sagging
outward.  In his groin the satin thong was tented so far out it was pulled
away from his belly and in the monitor I could see the stiff shaft beneath
quivering to the boy�s excited heartbeat.

   Scott rose from the shooter�s crouch he had assumed and trotted
forward to stand over Rabbit's motionless body.

   "Game over!" I yelled from the platform.  "We have a winner!"

   With a grin Scott raised a fist over his head, pumping it in a victory
salute while he looked up toward me.

   I gave him a fist pump in return and then called out, "Everybody to the
gate!  I'll meet you there!"

   ---------------------- End of Chapter Fifteen ----------------------