Date: Sat, 24 Oct 2015 20:46:48 -0400
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: City boy Farm boy chapter 33

The usual disclaimer apply.  This is intended for adults over the age of
18, and may not be reproduced without the author's written permission.
This story contains sex between consenting teens and family members and
takes place on a farm so use your imagination.  Yes, you read that right,
and this chapter gives some graphic details on that.  So if that offends
you, do not read any further!  Enjoy!


City Boy Farm Boy Chapter 33

*** I stood there frozen.  I gazed into his beautiful brown eyes and saw
more love for me than anyone had ever had.  I took his offered hand in mine
and opened my mouth to speak.

"I..."

Bear knelt there looking up at me.  I saw a flash of panic as I am sure his
mind went to thoughts of me saying no.  I felt his hands begin to tremble,
his palms becoming moist and clammy.  His gaze began to lose focus and his
head slowly lowered.  I caught his chin and lifted his face to look again
at me with his clearly hesitant eyes.

"Are you asking me to be your boy?  To like go steady?"  Now my hands began
to tremble.  Bear nodded his head, the silver ring he held in his fingers
slowly pushing onto the tip of my ring finger.

"Ye... Yes.  I want you an me to be like real boyfriends."  I knocked his
hat off his head so I could stroke my fingers through his long silken hair,
to hold the side of his head.  Bear leaned his head against my hand still
looking up at me.

I looked at the ring he held.  It was beautiful.  A simple plain silver
band, clearly handmade by him, with slight imperfections and marks from the
tools he had used, yet highly polished.  I nodded my head, the wetness of
my eyes now running down my face.

"YES," I nearly screamed.  "Now come on hurry up and get it on my finger
before I become a blubbering idiot."  Bear held my hand and slid the ring
onto my finger.  A perfect fit.  He took my hand and kissed the ring and
the finger where he had placed it.

"I seal this ring to you with a kiss, my kiss.  No one can take this ring
from you except for me."  He kissed the ring again and then stood to face
me, his hands holding my face, our bodies pressed tight together.  "I
choose you for life.  I promise to be faithful to you.  I promise to love
you, to commit to you and support you.  My heart will be your shelter, and
my arms will be your home."  His lips then pressed to mine and we kissed.

When we separated, we realized we had a small audience.  Several couples
who had also been in the restaurant as well as our waiter and the maŚtre
d had gathered nearby and began clapping.  We saw them standing there.  I
was such a "nelly".  I held out my hand and showed off my ring.  Bear had
his arm around my waist and began walking us closer to the group as they in
turn walked to us.

The ladies flocked to me, gawking at my ring, commenting on how beautiful
it was.  Bear was shaking the hands of the husbands as they clapped his
back and told him good job and congratulations.  The waiter smiled and left
while the MaŚtre d cried almost as much as I had.

We were soon driving home, Bear taking the long route as we still had time
before curfew.  I sat pressed to him, YES, looking at my ring the whole
time.

"Now you need to make one for you," I said, snuggling under his arm,
pressing my face to his chest.

"I have one already.  It's in my pocket."  I felt his pocket and then the
other and could feel the ring inside.  I worked at it with my fingers and
could feel his cock hardening under my hands.

I pinched and pulled the ring, finally working it free of his tight jeans
pocket after several intense minutes.  I held it up to inspect it, the dash
lights glinting off its surface.  The same as mine, although his showed
more defects and tool marks.

"It's damaged," I whispered.

"It is a reflection of me.  Yet through you I shine."  I rose up and took
his hand, sliding the ring onto his finger.  I repeated the kiss to the
ring saying it was now sealed to him and only I could remove it.  I
snuggled back to his chest, his arm holding me tight.

I snuggled lower, the heat from his tightly packed crotch acting like a
magnet, pulling me closer and closer.  I lay on the seat facing him and
quickly worked his jeans open, pulling his hot cock out into the cool air.

He moaned as my lips slid over his head and down his shaft, his cock
throbbing wildly in my mouth.  My head bobbed slowly up and down, sucking
his steel hard cock, my tongue finding that sweet spot under his head and
tickling him as I know it drives him crazy.

He slouched down in the seat, giving me more access to his mighty pole.  I
moved to my knees and began sucking him faster.  Bear pushed his hand
inside my jeans along my ass.  His strong fingers quickly finding my hole
and digging them inside me.  He soon had two fingers, wet with his spit,
finger banging me hard.  From tip to hand, he thrust them in and out while
his remaining fingers kneaded my cheeks.

I had his cock buried in my throat, his hips thrusting up as much as he
could, my head trapped by the large steering wheel.  I felt as he tensed,
the truck suddenly revving, bolting forward.  His fingers found my
prostrate and pushed hard as his cum blasted down my throat.

I felt us swerving the truck speeding faster and faster.  I was suddenly
thrust forward, my back bending round the shifting lever, my body wedged
between it and the seat.  Bear's cock had been ripped from my mouth, his
fingers torn from my wanting hole.  I looked up and first saw his cock, cum
still oozing out of the slit, soften as I watched.  His abs and chest
heaved with heavy breath, his face holding a look of sheer terror.  His
eyes looked to me as he sat frozen gripping the wheel with both hands.

"Shit, are you OK?"  His words gasping with his panted breath.

"Yeah," I muttered as I slowly worked my way from the floor.

Clouds of dust swirled about outside past the windows.  I slowly turned to
look forward and as the dust began to clear, saw a huge pine tree right in
front of us.

"I... I only shut my eyes for a second," Bear confessed.  "Fuck, I was so
into you sucking my dick, and I didn't wanna cum, F U C K !"

Bear's hands we now all over me.  Rubbing every part of my body, checking
to make sure I was OK.  We ended up with me laying on the large seat, Bear
over me.  His cock sticking out of his jeans, once again hard as ever.

I looked at his face, his expression one I knew very well.  His hands
ripped at my jeans, opening them.  He sat back and pulled my boots off and
then my jeans.  He moved my legs around him as he pushed his Jeans lower.

He spit several large gobs of spit into his hand and lubed his cock.  He
lay on top of me, all of our hands guiding his cock into my tightness.
There was no ceremony, just a deep need to make love to me right at that
very second.  I clawed at his shirt, ripping mine open as well.

"No pecker tracks," I moaned as he buried his entire length in me.

"Gonna shoot my juice inside you.  You the one gotta be worried bout
juicing the truck."  He spoke this to me as his teeth bit my neck.

"Fcuk me Farm boy!  Breed me like the stud you are."  My voice jerky as
Bear fucked me hard.  "I'm your City boy and I need me some country fucking
to make me like you."

Bear was literally slamming his cock into my ass now.  His balls and body
slapping against me with a sexy smacking sound.

"Yeah baby, come on fuck me harder.  Be my stallion and breed me.  Fuck all
your seed into me and make me all yours."

Bear was fucking me so fast that he would lose control from time to time.
His cock would slip from my ass and he'd end up stabbing me, missing my
hole completely.  He'd then adjust and BAM, bury his cock back in me.

"Fcuk, fuck, fuck," Bear moaned.  "Gonna cum baby.  Gonna nut real big in
ya."  His thrusting increased in speed.  "FUCK cumming ya ready?"

My cock exploded between us, his abs having milked my cock this whole time.
I hugged him tight with my arms and legs, as he slammed his cock home and
began filling me with his Farm boy cum.

When we both had composed ourselves, Bear knelt between my legs and leaned
back to pull his cock from my hole.  He rubbed his fingers over it, trying
to relax it and make it tighten up so I wouldn't leak.

I somehow managed to get out of the truck, Bear having climbed over me,
making sure to drag his soft, still hot cock over my mouth.  He held me so
I could let his cum drool from my ass.  I was wrapped around him tight, his
cock hardening as his load dribbled out onto his cock.

He braced me to the side of the truck and was working his meat back into my
ass so he could fuck me again when we saw lights heading towards us.  We
scrambled to get dressed.  As the car slowed and pulled up behind us, we
could clearly see it was a local cop.  We looked at each other and
chuckled.  It was clear by seeing our disheveled clothing, what we had been
up to.  However, as the cop got out of his car, we knew there was no time
to straighten up.  He was speaking into his walkie-talkie and flipping open
his ticket book as he slowly began to approach.

A large black crow suddenly appeared and landed on the hood of the truck,
nearly scaring both Bear and me to death!  It was huge!  Biggest one I had
ever seen.  It looked at us with its black eyes, its head shaking back and
forth.  It gave a mighty cawing sound and began hopping.  It cawed again
and flapped its gigantic wings lifting itself up to the roof of the truck.

With another look at us, it then turned to look at the cop as he was about
to round the back of the truck.  The crow cawed several times and the cop's
walkie-talkie squawked to life.  The cop stopped and listened to the
dispatcher explain there was a 10-49.  He then spoke into his radio.

"10-5 base. Unit Baker, I'm 10-2 code three."  He spun about and ran
quickly to his car, jumped in and pulled up alongside the truck.  I
breathed a slight sigh as Pa's pick up was huge so it blocked most of his
view.  "You boy OK?"  We nodded we were and he gave us a wave and zoomed
off with his lights and then siren blasting.  Bear and I looked to each
other and began laughing.

"Holy shit," Bear nearly screamed.  "We are two lucky guys."  We hugged
tightly at our good fortune.  My mind then thought back to the big crow.  I
separated from Bear and looked to see the crow was gone.  Bear's hand to my
shoulder snapped me back.  "You OK babe?"

"Yeah, just um... where's the bird?"  Bear's eyes followed mine and then
back to mine, shrugging.  "I mean its weird right?  It shows up when the
cop is about to bust us.  It makes all that noise and then the cop gets
that call.  Now the cop is gone and so is the bird."

"Yeah," Bear breathed quietly.  We stood in silence a few minutes when Bear
walked to the front of the truck.  I followed now seeing just how close we
had come to smashing into the tree.

A tiny two to three inches separated the truck's huge bumper from the trunk
of the tree.  Bear and I hugged each other, realizing just how stupid we
had been.  We walked back to the truck door and climbed back inside.  Just
as Bear was about to turn the key that fucking big crow landed back on the
hood.  This time, I fully admit he scared me enough that I peed a bit in my
jeans.  It cawed at us and spread its wings.  They beat the air with an
almost thumping sound.  It then lifted up and flew off into the darkness.

"OK," Bear said as he started the truck.  "I admit it.  I'm scared now."

We arrived at the farm to find the house and the barn, lit up bright.
Stopping briefly to fix our clothes, we headed in to find Ma on the hall
phone.  She motioned us to go into the living room as she finished her
call.

"Boys, I need you to get change and drive over to Mr. Paul's house.  Seems
the dang fool fell or something and got himself badly hurt earlier.  Now I
don't know the whole story, but your Pa drove over on his tractor and said
to tell you boys, to hurry over as soon as you get home."  We Didn't
hesitate and dashed upstairs to quickly change into work clothes, and
within five minutes we were back in the truck, speeding over to Mr. Paul's
ranch.

Driving down the long driveway to the main house, it looked like some kind
of outdoor disco.  All manner of flashing lights and people moving about.
Fire, rescue and police vehicles were scattered all over.  I knew that
Mr. Paul was a respected man in the community, even though what I'd seen at
the end of summer now had me questioning that.

Bear saw Pa and drove over to where he was.  We hopped out just as they
were wheeling Mr. Paul out of a stretcher.  He had both legs in massive
splints, as well as his right arm.  A big horse collar stabilized his neck
and a large padded bandage of some type encircled his head.  There was a
lot of blood on his face and upper body, but his eyes were open.  How he
saw us, I do not know, but he cracked a weak smile and raised his
un-splinted arm, giving us a small wave.

The paramedics loaded him into the ambulance and they drove off, followed
but most of the other emergency people.  Pa was talking to another man his
age and the Chief of Police.

They were at the entrance to the barn talking.  I could hear the man with
Pa talking about what had happened.

"He was up in the loft," he pointed up at the second floor of the barn
about twenty some feet above the main floor.  "He was tossing down hay
bales.  I told him to stop that I'd do it, but you know Paul, stubborn
asshole."  Pa and the Chief chuckled at this comment.  "Then next thing I
know he's all busted up laying on the floor.  Right over there."  Bear and
I looked to see where he was pointing.  Clearly, we could see the mass of
bloody bandages and cut off clothing strewn about.  We walked closer as the
men continued talking.

"Did you see him fall," The Chief asked

"I don't know what I saw."  I looked up to the loft and wondered how anyone
could have survived such a fall, especially Mr. Paul.  "I was down here
moving the bales he dropped.  I really only saw up through the cracks in
the loft floor."  I moved underneath the loft and looked up, trying to
imagine what he could have seen.

"Go on, the Chief coached him.  Tell me what happened next."

"Well, I heard something like maybe he'd lifted too much?  Ya know like a
'UFF' sound.  That's when I looked up.  I saw him up there and I don't
know, think I heard him say something like oh my God.  I heard the 'UFF'
sound again.  Ya know UFF like someone knocked the wind out of you or
something.  I dropped the bale I was moving and ran out to the main floor.
That's when he fell. Bam, right there."

As I listened to him talk, I saw all that he said the bale of hay he claims
to have dropped and where Mr. Paul landed.  The man sighed and scratched
his head.

"That's when I swear I saw something move up there."  He pointed again to
the loft.  "I can't describe it any better than I did to the other cops."

"Right a large dark shadow," the Chief said, looking I a small notebook.
"With no real shape, more like a black cloud.  Now when did this happen
again?  I mean as close as you can get to an actual time."  The man thought
for a minute.

"Little over an hour ago."  He shook his head.  "Soon as I knew he was
alive I called 911."

"Very good Chuck, Thanks for going over it with me again.  We'll be in
touch if we need anything else."  The Chief and Pa walked him out of the
barn.

Bear and I scrambled up the wooden ladder and began checking out the loft.
After looking quickly around, we couldn't see anything strange.  The
windows were either covered with stacked bales or on the other side of the
barn.  The only way up or down was the same ladder we just climbed and was
right near where Mr. Paul had landed.

The Chief and Pa came walking back in and Bear and I quickly joined them
below.  Pa told us to round up the livestock and get it all bedded down.

The horses all bedded down I was standing outside, pissing on the side of
the barn when I heard the Chief talking on his radio.  Seems Mr. Paul had
two broken legs and a dislocated shoulder.  He'd hit his head and the
hospital was going to keep him overnight.  The Chief spoke back, talking in
all the code talk they use, so I don't know what he was asking.  There was
a short pause before another voice responded.  A voice I had heard earlier.

"Unit Baker 10-3.  I was checking on a vehicle parked on the side of Route
109 when I got the call.  Just some kids was all.  I made sure they were OK
and responded."  I froze hearing this.  This was the cop that stopped
behind us!  "I was first on the scene, Victim and another male subject were
the only ones present at that time."

The Chief responded and the call ended.  I looked to see Bear and Pa over
by the truck.  I quickly zipped up and made my way to them.  It was decided
that Pa and us would crash here tonight so we could care for the horses in
the morning.  Pa would then drop us at school and go to the farm to take
care of his stock.

Pa and Bear ran home to get the stuff we'd need and left me with the Chief,
who made a few more observations and then himself left.  I closed up the
barn and several of the out buildings.  I resisted the urge to open the
trap door and descend into the tunnels.  I chose instead to go into the
house and get things ready for Pa and Bear.

I stripped down to just my boxer briefs and got ready to make up beds for
Pa and one for Bear and me.  I'd been here at Mr. Paul's enough times to
know where things were kept.  As I was pulling blankets from a closet in
Mr. Paul's bedroom, I found an old box tucked in behind the lines.

Now I am a good boy, as I am sure you know by now.  I would never do
anything blatantly wrong or even slightly questionable, right?  Yeah,
Right.  If you really think that, well I have ocean front property in
Arizona to sell you, cheap!

OK so I find this box and I look at it for just a minute or two.  I Set it
on his bed and lifted the cover off.  Jack pot!  Mr. P's porn stash.  All
manner of magazines, straight and gay and oodles of Polaroid's and regular
pictures.  Mostly of younger guys like Bear and me, although some were
younger and yes some older.  As I dug through them, I began to notice that
the pictures, aged.  I don't mean the people in the pictures, I mean the
actual photos themselves.  OK, big deal.  So Mr. P was a perv, albeit an
old perv.  I am not judging him for that.

I put everything back in the box and slid it back where I had found it.  As
I was tucking it back against the far inside corner, I heard a slight
scraping sound and noticed the back wall of the shelf give way slightly.  I
pulled the box back out and cleared the shelf of all other items.

I gave the back corner a slight push with my hand.  There was an audible
click and the entire back wall section of shelving shifted as if on a sort
of hinge.  After finding a string that was somehow attached to the inside
of this little door.  I found I could pull it towards me and the wood swung
outward.

I could barely make out another box, tucked into this cubbyhole, set back
in the darkness.  I was about to reach for it when I heard Pa's truck
rumbling down the drive.  I quickly shut the little door and replaced the
contents of the shelf.  I darted out and to the bathroom.  I was getting
the shower running when my men came walking in.

I gave Bear a big hug, much like I would if this was our home and he was
just getting in from work.  I kissed him, then went right to Pa and gave
him a hug just as big as I had Bear.  Pa moaned as I hugged him, lifting me
by my butt as he nuzzled my neck.

"Now you better stop this right now," Pa scolded me playfully.  "I can't be
held responsible if you insist on keeping this hug going."  I laughed as it
was clear he had no intention of letting me down.  Bear was right there
too, hugging both of us as Pa carried us down the hall to the bathroom.

Pa stood us on the floor and stepped back to look at us.  He motioned us to
turn around and as we complied he reached out and felt our asses.

"I know I need me a shower and from the way my truck stinks Y'all do too."
He slapped both are butts making us squeal like little boys.  "Now git yer
butts over here and strip your Pa of his dirty clothes."

We quickly moved to where he stood, Bear dropping to work on Pa's boots
while I began undoing the buttons of his shirt.  I could feel his eyes
watching me as I slowly worked each button.  Tugging his shirt open as each
was undone.  When I reached his belt, I tugged his shirt up out of his
jeans, making quick work of the last two buttons.

I stood in front of his and slide my hands up against his tummy and chest,
moving his shirt back over his arms and shoulders, letting it drop to the
floor behind him.  I looked down and nimbly began to remove his belt,
pulling it free with a snap.

Bear had finished with Pa's boots and now knelt in front of his Pa and me.
As I manipulated the button on his jeans, Bear slowly slide the zipper
down.  We each moved to a side and together pulled Pa's jeans down his
legs, his massive man cock bobbed in front of him as it slowly became hard.

His smell was not a nasty BO smell, but more a manly 'I worked all day'
scent.  I moved quickly around in front and pressed my face up under his
large daddy balls.  I sniffed his scent and was about to lick them when his
calloused hand grabbed my hair and pulled me back.

"Easy there son.  No need gittin all ahead of yourself now."  He released
me and stepped back to the bench where he sat with his legs spread.
"Alright now.  Give yer Pa a nice show."  He smiled a big smile as his hand
stroked the length of his mighty cock.  "Go on git ta stripping and
dancing."  He gave his cock another slow pull.  "I said DANCE!"  His hands
leaving his cock to clap one loud clap.  I will not lie to you, I was
extremely turned on by this aggressive side of him.

Bear and I began to bump and grind, ever so slowly, moving about.  We
started back a ways from where Pa sat, but soon were taking turns moving
between his legs to dance up close.  It wasn't long before Pa was using his
beefy fingers to pull our underwear off.

He took our hands and led us into the shower.  I was prepared for a slow
sensual time of washing each other, followed by hot shower sex.  Pa,
however, seemed to have other ideas.  Each of us was in turn bent around
Pa's hip, his fingers working over our boy holes.  He then worked the
shower douche up inside us, filling our asses with warm water.

We were each told to hold it as long as we could before Pa let us go get
rid of it.  As the shower continued, Pa would not allow us to make any
sexual contact.  Trust me by the time we got out we were both very
frustrated.

After drying, we ended up in the room I had prepared for Pa.  He lay on the
big bed and had one of us on each side of him.  We were cuddled up beside
him, each of us caressing his strong body, feeling his fur and the muscles
under his skin.

Finally after what seemed like eternity, Pa moved me to lay on him, his
cock beating against my wanting hole.  He moved Bear to squat over his face
and feed me his cock.  By how Bear was moving, I knew Pa was munching his
ass.

Somehow, I really don't know how, Pa lube his cock.  I roughly rubbed his
fat head over my hole finally pushing it inside me.  I groaned as his
massive daddy cock spread me open.  Oh, thank god Bear had fucked me
earlier or Pa's cock wold have ripped me in half.

"Yeah Pa," Bear moaned, "Fuck his ass."  I moaned appreciation in response,
wiggling my ass signaling I wanted more.

"Ain't nothing sweeter after a long day workin, than some sweet as sugar
boy pussy on my face and another boy pussy gobblin up my cock."  Pa's words
were mixed with slurps and wet licking sounds, as he thrust his hips
shoving several more inches into my hungry hole.  Pa made another loud
slurp from Bear's ass and his hand smacked my ass hard.  "Easy son, let'er
loosen some ya hear?  Yer so gol dang tight ya gonna make me cum already."
I looked and could see him peering around Bear at me.  "I'm planning on
fucking your cunt long and hard tonight. Ya hear?"  I moaned again, Bear's
cock buried deep in my throat.  I fought hard to not cum, but my cock
rubbing the fur of Pa's belly was making that almost impossible.

Just when I thought I was going to cum, Pa pulled Bear's cock from my mouth
and quickly moved me off of his cock.  I collapsed against him with the
sudden withdrawal of both cocks.  Mt mouth and ass left feeling empty.  Pa
rolled onto my back, laying on his chest.  With a couple skillful moves,
his cock was right back in my ass, his powerful legs keeping up a steady
fucking.

Pa pulled bear over both of us, pushing Bear down on my cock as Pa greedily
sucked his son's cock in his mouth.  I groaned seeing this.  I mean the
sight of Pa sucking Bear's cock was so hot for me to see.  I loved how any
sexual activity the two of the shared always turned Bear into a little boy.

Bear whimpered as he always did, his hips fucking his daddy's mouth with a
fever like no other.  I could not control myself, and my cock exploded in
Bear's mouth.

I think the shock of my sudden cumming shocked him, and he choked briefly
on the volume my balls dumped into his mouth.  Quickly after, Bear whimper
louder and I looked to see the shaft of his cock throbbing and Pa's throat
swallowing quickly as his boy emptied his nuts.

I think all of this and the fact, as Pa had said earlier, a tight boy pussy
on his cock, made Pa loose it as well.  His hand gripped my hips as he
lifted me slightly, his cock fucked into me roughly.  His load quickly
filling my ass and the extra squirting out around his cock.

I again collapsed down on to Pa's furry body, his strong chest rising and
falling, causing me to relax even more.  Bear lay next to us, his lips
finding mine, his voice whispering to me that he loved me.

Pa slipped from under me, his cock slowly easing from my sore hole.  He
moved to the end of the bed and lovingly licked and kissed my ass, soothing
the soreness.

He spooned me against Bear and continued to eat at my ass in a tender way.
The last thing I remember was him moaning softly that he loved his boys.



I woke in the morning, the three of us a massive tangle of bodies.  Pa
snored loudly to one side of me, while Bear laying half on me, drooled
heavily on my neck.  I was snug and secure with my men.  The house was warm
and I could smell a wood fire burning in the living room.

The sun was just starting to lighten the sky as I lay there.  I wished I
could control time as I wanted this feeling to last forever.  I lifted my
hand so I could look at my ring, my eyes not able to see it in the darkness
of the room.  I played with it on my finger, twisting it back and forth,
feeling the love it represented and the love that was put into making it.

Pa rolled over, now facing me.  His thick, soft cock rolling between my
legs.  I reached down and touched it, Pa's gruff morning voice giving me a
startle.

"Ain't got time for play tight now son, gots chores to do.  And you butt
heads got to get ready for school."  He stroked his hand down my chest.
"How's ya pussy feeling this morning?"  He asked this as his hand moved my
leg and his fingers stroked over my hole.

I screeched in pain as they lightly grazed over my hole.  I felt as if
someone was shoving broken glass up my ass.  Pa reacted quickly, moving to
kneel between my legs.  My cries of pain waking Bear, his body jerking and
tumbling onto the floor with a thud.  His head appeared moments later, his
hand rubbing the back of his head.

"What's the big idea asshole," his voice dropping off as he saw the look on
his dad's face.

Pa trotted from the room and returned with a warm cloth which he pressed to
my ass.  The heat helped lessen the pain, but as I tried to move, it was
clear I was going to have trouble walking.

Bear ran and got a flashlight, shining it on my ass as he and Pa examined
me.

"Gonna be sore for a day or two, but I don't see nothing wrong."  Pa moved
me under the covers and told me to rest.  He and Bear would do the chores
and then come back to check on me.

I must have drifted off because the next thing I heard was Pa talking on
the phone.

"Yeah I ain't gonna let him go to school.  Yeah, it's just red and sore.
Fuck Ma, I am such a stupid fool.  I know I gotta be more careful with him.
Yeah, I'm keeping Barrett home too.  Yep, he can keep watch while I come
home to do the chores.  Alright buttercup, I love you too."

I heard him make kissy noises and then the sound of the phone being hung
up.  The footfalls of his heavy boots were softer than he normally made and
soon I saw his form coming into the room.  He gently lay next to me, his
big hand caressing the side of my face.

I felt his lips press to my cheeks and then his hand pulling my head to his
chest, where he held me tight.  I was shocked when he began to hum softly,
his fingers stroking through my hair.  I had never had anyone comfort me
like this burly man was this minute.  I allowed myself to relax, rolling
more onto him, holding him as my face nuzzled the opening of his shirt.

"He gonna be OK Pa?"

"Shh, yeah gonna be just fine.  I'm sorry son, but no shoving your poker in
his twat for a while, ya hear?"

"It's OK Pa, we know ya didn't mean it.  Codester ain't gonna be mad at
ya."

"Are you guys going to start making out now?  Should I leave you be?"  I
chuckled these comments as I lifted my head from Pa's chest.

"Nuff of y'alls lip," Pa scolded me jokingly.  "Here's the deal.  I'm
leaving you both here while I go tend to the chores.  No school today for
you Princess.  I want you to stay in bed and rest."  Pa pushed me back onto
the bed off of him.  "Once I got the chores done, I'll come get ya and
bring ya to the house."  Pa stood up and looked at Bear.  "As for you,
Clementine.  You get to be a nursemaid.  Make sure he gets some more sleep
and when we get him home, you make him soak in a hot tub."  Pa left to go
pee and Bear stripped naked and slid into bed with me.

"Pa's all tore up he hurt you, babe.  Please don't be mad at him."  Bear
kissed me softly.

"I'm not, I guess we all got sort of carried away is all."  I listened to
make sure Pa was still in the bathroom.  "Besides, as soon as he is gone, I
have got something mega-major to show you."



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