Date: Mon, 2 Jan 2017 23:36:40 -0700
From: Ocelot <fullmetalocelot12@gmail.com>
Subject: Ashton and Noah Chapter III

Ashton and Noah Chapter III

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      When I had fallen asleep with Noah in my arms, I was warm and happy.
I could only hope he felt the same way.  However, waking up was a different
story.  Rather, being woken up.  A loud burst of cannon fire jolted me
awake.  I bolted upright, and then rolled off the bed, taking cover.  The
cannon fired again.  This time, with my head clearing, I realized it was
accompanied by music.  Apparently Noah was blasting the "1812 Overture" on
my stereo.  After another blast of cannon fire, the volume abruptly
dropped.  He must have found the volume control.

	Picking myself up off the floor, I decided to attend to an
important matter of business.  When I was done in the bathroom, I headed
downstairs to attend to Noah.  The "1812 Overture" had given way to the
"Tannhauser Overture" He was lounging on the couch.  No, he was pretty much
sulking on the couch, his face contorted in a scowl, his feet up on the
Tony Montana glass coffee table.  I decided to be gentle.

	"Hey there.  Good morning, Noah.  I hope you're feeling better."

	"I'm not no fag," he said, glaring at the stereo as if it had
somehow offended him.

	"I never said you were," I said, sitting down in an easy chair.

	"I don't like the idea of having a dick up my ass," he grumped.
"It sounds like a real pain in the ass.  I don't see much point to it.
Don't you get your dick all covered in shit?  Why would anyone want to put
their dick in a hole where shit comes out?"

	"You're losing me, Noah.  I'm not sure what your point is, and why
you've brought this up."  I was trying to figure out what was going on here
and how to keep him from exploding and walking out again.

	"You have sex with guys.  You were engaged to one once.  Everyone
knows it.  You haven't hidden it at all.  Now, I show up, we shower because
I'm a pussy and scared, and then you get hard, and for some damn reason, I
get hard as well.  I even stroked my cock!  I wasn't thinking clearly and
now we're going to have sex!"

	Through sheer force of will, I was able to keep my cock from
getting hard.  I wanted to have sex with Noah.  I wanted to run my fingers
through his hair, kiss his soft looking lips, cup and squeeze his beautiful
bubble butt and suck his cock until he orgasmed while in my mouth.

	"We don't have to have sex.  If we did, I'd get into a lot of
trouble if we got caught.  I prefer to have sex with people over 18, so
we're both consenting adults."  I said this gently to try and ease his
mind.  "Just because we showered together doesn't mean that we have to have
sex.  There's a difference between making someone feel warm and safe and
having sex.  I'd never dream of making you do anything you wouldn't want to
do.  Forcing you to have sex with me is rape, and I'm not that kind of
person.  I'm a smart responsible guy.  If I can't find someone to have sex
with, I know how to use my hand."

	That got a small smile from Noah.  "Ashton," he said, "I get so
much hate from people at school because I don't have a girlfriend, or
anyone to date.  Not that there's much of a choice.  It's a small school.
So many people in town can be narrow minded and straight laced when it
comes to sex.  Guy on guy sex is a taboo here."

	"Noah, you're a kid.  You don't need to have a girlfriend or a
boyfriend to enjoy life.  Just a friend.  You need you be able to enjoy
being a kid, enjoy growing up, enjoy not having adult responsibilities or
adult problems."

	He looked at his hands as if they were entertaining.  I looked at
my own hands because I didn't want to make him uncomfortable by looking at
him too long.  "I've never even been kissed yet.  It's so embarrassing when
other kids I go to school with have been kissed and I haven't."

	"You're worrying about it too much," I said gently.  "You don't
need to be kissed right away.  It'll happen when it happens.  No need to
rush it.  Your first kiss should be something that's romantic, makes you
happy, and worth remembering."

	"Do you remember your first kiss?"

	I thought back.  I could remember every detail.  "It was with a guy
named Javier.  It was in the parking garage of a hospital.  We were teens.
I remember that he had whiskers that kind of scratched me as we kissed.  We
even did a bit of French kissing.  Our arms were around each other, and I
felt like I was walking on a cloud."

	"That sounds nice," he admitted.  "So, assuming if I kiss you, your
goatee would scratch me?"

	"I don't think it would.  When it's stubble, my facial hair is
scratchy.  But my goatee is actually soft and not at all painful."

	He looked at me, with kind of a nervous glimpse.  "Can...can I
touch it?"

	"Of course.  It's only a goatee.  It's not like you're banging on a
nuclear weapon with a sledgehammer."

	"I'm sorry," Noah said nervously.  "It's just..."

	"It's okay.  I don't judge and I won't make you feel like an ass,"
I said to reassure him.  He got up, and walked over to where I was sitting.
Tentatively, he stretched out his hand, and gently touched my goatee.

	"It is soft like you said," Noah murmured.  He was gently my facial
hair, and I was relishing in his soft hand touching my face.

	"All my life, I've had soft facial hair when it's grown."

	"All my life I've never known anyone with facial hair.  Everyone at
the store is clean shaven.  It's for sanitary reasons."  He sat on my leg,
caressing my face.

	I could feel my pulse.  It was like my heart was pounding in my
throat.  No close contact with anyone had made me feel like this.  I wanted
to wrap my arms around him and make out with him.  I could feel my cock
start to harden and demand to be touched and stroked.

	Noah jumped up like he'd been shocked.  I was so into him touching
me that I hadn't realized that my cock had been pressing against him.  He
stalked back to the couch and sat down.  I cleared my throat.

	"Sorry about that, Noah.  It's an automatic reaction. My dick's got
a mind of its own.  I can't control it.  Close contact, and bam!  It gets
hard, and won't go down until I've got its mind on other things."

	Noah shot me a look, but I couldn't interpret it.  "Kind of like
mine.  It always gets hard and then I have to masturbate and cum like two
or three times before it goes soft."

	"I remember being your age.  I had to jerk it three or four times a
day just to keep my dick happy."  I hoped that talking about something
exciting like jerking off would help soften his mood.

	"Remember last night in the shower, when I told you I'd seen dicks
on the internet before?"  He looked at me again.

	"Yeah, I remember," I said, my heart fluttering at remembering his
naked body.

	"I've always looked at straight porn on the internet because that's
what society thinks is normal.  But..." he trailed off.

	"It's okay.  Go on," I said gently.

	"But...I've never been into women's bodies.  They're nice to look
at, I guess, but I've always found myself looking more at the dicks on guys
or at their asses and ball sacks."

	"Despite what society says about what's normal, they don't know
jack shit about what's normal for you." Noah smiled at this.  Not his usual
million dollar smile, but it was enough to make me think I was on the right
track.  "It doesn't matter what you look at for pleasure, so long as it's
not illegal.  I mean, one of my friends took magazines from his step dad,
and it was straight porn.  We looked at them and jerked off together.  He
didn't care I liked looking at the guys more than he liked looking at the
women.  I didn't force myself on him, or make him feel uncomfortable
because I preferred guys over girls.  I tried to be interested in girls,
but I could never feel about them the way he felt about girls."

	"So, it's normal for a guy to like guys?" Noah asked.

	"It's perfectly normal, Noah.  There are guys who like girls.
There are girls who like guys.  There are girls who like girls, and there
are guys who like guys.  It's absolutely perfectly fine if for any of that
to happen."

	He looked at me, tears in his eyes.  I could tell they were tears
of gratitude because he was smiling and looking happy.  "Thanks, Ashton.
You've made plenty of things clear.  It's not something that's easy to talk
about because it's not an easy subject."

	He got up, and surprised me by giving me a hug.  I wrapped my arms
around him, and hugged back.  Then I was really surprised when he gently
placed his lips on mine and kissed me.  I wanted to make this special for
him.  I wanted him to remember this moment for years to come.  I drew him
closer to me, and gently placed my hand on the back of his neck.

	His tongue probed my lips and I parted them.  I felt his hot slick
tongue probe my mouth and touch my own tongue.  Noah moaned in pleasure,
and I echoed it.  It was one of the best kisses I'd ever received.  I did
my best to make sure it was the best kiss Noah had ever received.  My cock
was throbbing against my shorts, and as he drew even closer to me, I could
feel Noah's own erection, rubbing against me.

	Finally, he pulled back, breathing heavy.  "Oh my god," he gasped.
"That was so awesome. I could never imagine a kiss could feel so
wonderful!"

	"Yeah, kisses and cuddles are great." I agreed.

	"Is sex even better?" I should have expected the question, but I
didn't.

	"Well, sex is indeed enjoyable, for the top and bottom.  It helps
if you do things that you know your partner likes," I said carefully.

	"Ash, you're a good looking guy.  You've shown me more love and
care and respect than I've received from my own father.  Since you're not a
family member, I want to have sex with you.  After you left the store
yesterday, my heart did a little leap every time I thought of you.  I biked
to your place because I wanted to see you again."

	I was stunned.  This beautiful blonde haired, blue eyed twelve year
old wanted to have sex?  With me, no less!  When I was his age, I would
have fucked anything with an asshole.  I wanted him to understand things,
and having all my blood currently in my cock didn't help matters.

	"Noah...I would love to have sex with you.  You're a beautiful boy.
You're gorgeous.  You're adorable, and have a great body.  But I'm an
adult, you're a minor.  If I had sex with you, consensual or not, I'd be in
a lot of trouble.  Sure, you could say we didn't do anything illegal, but
the people with the badges and in the courts would have the weight of their
law on their side."

	"I promise, Ashton.  I'd never tell on you about what we might do
together."  He placed his hands on my chest, then ran then under my shirt
and massaged my chest a bit.  It was quickly becoming clear who would win
this battle.  It was two against one.  Beautiful Noah and my traitorous
cock against me.  One thought was clear in my mind.

	"I would love to get naked and do things with you, Noah, but we
can't have sex right away," before I could finish my thought, he broke in.

	"Is it because of me?  Is there something wrong with me?  My
height?  My cock size?  I can't control those things!"

	"Nonononono!" I exclaimed.  "You're beautiful and perfect in every
way.  It's your hole, Noah.  You're young, and your ass is small.  It needs
stretching and preparation before we can have sex."

	"But we can kiss and things without it?" he asked, looking me in my
eyes.  I looked back into his beautiful blue eyes and nodded.  Grabbing my
hand, he pulled me up to my feet, and up to my bedroom.  He laid on the
bed, and beckoned me to come close.

	"Be gentle with me," he whispered in my ear.  "It's my first time
doing anything like this."

	"Beautiful, wonderful, and perfect Noah.  There is no way I'd
mistreat you, especially in a precious and special moment such as this."
After whispering this in his ear, I kissed it.  I moved my way down.  I
kissed his neck, his cheek, and back to his soft and full lips.

	He moaned as I kissed his lips, and then removed his shirt.  I
gently kissed his throat and then the space in between his nipples.
Kissing my way around his torso, I avoided the fresh bruises and the ones
that were fading.  I kissed my way down to his belly and went back up
again.

	My hand went to between his legs, and fondled his cloth covered
cock.  Looking down, I could see it was straining to escape and be free.
Noah ran his hands up my arms and all over my back.  He buried his face
into my neck and moaned in happiness.  He kissed my neck and then moved and
gently rubbed my chest through my shirt.

	I quickly removed my shirt and shorts and then after I untied the
draw string, I pulled Noah's shorts off.  He lifted his butt to help me
out.  Lying beside him the red head of my cock was resting on his thigh.
His own four inch erect cock was pointing straight up.  Rolling onto his
side, he looked at me, eyeing me up and down.  "You're beautiful," he said,
his voice thick with emotion.  "I love you, Ashton."

	"I love you too, Noah." saying that, I knew that it was true.  I
loved him.  I'd do anything for him.

	I leaned over and tongued his nipple. Gently, I took it into my
mouth, and began sucking and gently biting it.  He sighed in happiness and
weaved his fingers in my hair with one hand.  With the other, he reached
over and took hold of my hand.  I moved to his other nipple, and began
licking and sucking it.  His breathing increased as I gave him more and
more pleasure.

	I kissed my way down his torso again, and stopped just before I
reached his throbbing cock.  "please, suck it" he begged me in a hoarse
voice.

	Wanting to comply, but also wanting to delay the pleasure a little
bit longer, I moved and kissed the insides of his thighs, and then licked
his ball sack which was hanging loose. Gently, I took one of his testicles
into my mouth, and sucked.  Noah groaned in happiness and pleasure.  I let
out a moan of my own, and took the other into my mouth.  After his balls
were sufficiently sucked, I licked his hard throbbing shaft.

	"Oh, Ash, that feels really good!  Don't stop" Noah gasped,
thrusting his hips into the air.

	I wrapped my free hand around the hard shaft, and stroked him a few
times before wrapping my lips around his dick and I began sucking.  I
didn't show any finesse.  This was just pure love and lust.  Slurping
noises emanated from my mouth as I worked his shaft deeper and deeper into
my mouth as I kept sucking that beautifully hard dick.  I swirled my tongue
around on his sensitive head, and was rewarded with more thrusting and
moaning.

	I could easily take all four inches into my mouth, and I did so, my
nose pressing against the as yet, hair-free pubic area.  I alternately
sucked and licked his dick.  I reached around, and wormed my hand between
his body and the bed spread.  I cupped and squeezed his beautifully soft
ass cheek.  It wasn't too long before he was moaning my name, and thrusting
into my mouth as his orgasm wracked his body.  I could feel his dick throb
in my mouth as Noah had his dry orgasm.

	Crawling back up to be face to face with him, his eyes were half
closed as he enjoyed his post orgasm bliss.  I wrapped my arms around him,
and brought him close.  I kissed his forehead and then his lips.  A few
moments later, I felt his hand wrap around my still erect cock.  He gave it
a few experimental strokes and then looked into my eyes.  I nodded, and he
began kissing my chest.  He fingered and rubbed my nipples and then he
worked his way down to my cock.  He stroked it a few more times.

	"What's this stuff coming out?  Is it cum?  Did you cum already?"
Noah asked his voice curious.

	"No, that's called precum.  It happens when I get aroused and close
to intimacy."

	"Wow, your cock is positively dripping with it.  Is it because of
me?" he asked.

	"Yes, Noah.  You drive me and my cock wild."

	I could feel his tongue touching my engorged cock head, lapping up
some of my pre.  "It tastes nice," Noah said.  "I like it."  He continued
to lick my cock and then he gagged as he tried to suck too much of it.

	"Easy, Noah.  Take it slow, a bit at a time until you can get used
to having something big and thick in your mouth."

	He carefully inserted the head and about an inch into his mouth.
Though it wasn't much, it was one of the best blow jobs I'd ever had.  Noah
grasped my throbbing shaft with one hand and began jerking me as he sucked
and licked the tip.  Moaning in pleasure, I resisted the urge to thrust my
cock into Noah's mouth.  I grabbed the back of his head and guided the pace
of his mouth bobbing up and down on my cock.

	In a few minutes, I was close to orgasm, and stopped him.  I pulled
up face to face, and kissed him again.  "Roll onto your stomach."
Obediently, Noah rolled onto his stomach.  Trailing my hands down his
smooth soft back, I ran my hands over his perfect bubble butt.  I straddled
him, and gently placed my cock between his ass cheeks.

	"This isn't sex, but it's as close as we can get."  I slow began
thrusting, my cock sliding easily between his cheeks.  They grabbed my cock
as if they were made for it.  Noah reached his hand back, and I took it in
mine, squeezing it, telling him things I couldn't tell him verbally.  He
squeezed back, responding to my thrusts and squeezes.

	I admired how his ass moved in time with my cock thrusting.  With
my free hand, I massaged his butt cheeks, admiring how smooth and soft it
felt.  My breathing got heaver as I got closer to orgasm.

	"Noah, I'm cumming.  I'm going to cum," I panted.

	Rolling over, Noah took hold of my cock, and began jerking it.
After a few jerks, I came, shooting several ropes of hot white cum all over
his beautiful chest.  He kept jerking me, and milked my dick until there
was nothing left.  He slid down, and took my softening cock into his hot
and eager mouth, and sucked me clean.  I collapsed next to him completely
spent.

	Noah swiped his fingers through the puddles of cum on his chest.
Gently, he tasted one finger.  "It tastes kind of salty, but it's also kind
of nice.  I hope my own cum will taste just as good when I'm able to make
it."

	"I'm sure you will," I said.  Gently, he sucked on one cum covered
finger.  I leaned over and sucked another.  When his fingers were clean, he
leaned over and kissed me.  I could taste my cum on his tongue. "Come on,
let's get cleaned up and have something to eat."

	Nodding, Noah stood up and headed to the shower.  I admired his ass
for a second before getting up and joining him.  Adjusting the shower to a
nice warm temperature, we stepped in.  We embraced again like we did the
night before, but this time it was different.  We kissed as the hot water
cascaded over us, and ran our hands over the other's body.

	I reached for the shampoo, and gently massaged it into his long
blonde hair.  He smiled through the suds, and I kissed his lips as the suds
were rinsed away.  Pushing me down a bit so it'd be easier for him, he
applied some shampoo to my own hair.  The suds swirled down the drain as he
ran his fingers through my hair to help rinse it clean.

	Lathering up a wash cloth with some body wash, I gently scrubbed
his chest so it was free of my cum.  As I cleaned his body, I kissed each
part.  My favorite was kissing his cock and balls after I'd cleaned them.
Smiling, Noah took the cloth from me, and scrubbed me clean, kissing as he
went.  When he finished, we embraced.  Our cocks were hard again, and I
reached down and began jacking our cocks together.

	Reaching around and pulling me closer to him, Noah began licking
and kissing my nipples.  I leaned down and began kissing and licking his
neck.  I didn't want to leave any visible hickies.  Within minutes, Noah
was shuddering in my arms as his second orgasm rolled through him.  His
ecstasy pushed me over the edge, and I was bucking my hips, feeling my cock
pulse as it shot out several ropes of sticky white cum.

	Gasping, we clung to each other until we'd recovered enough to
stand on our own.  I turned off the water, and grabbed a towel and gave him
a rub down, being gentle with his cock which had returned to normal size.
Taking a towel for himself, he rubbed me dry, and together we went into the
bedroom again.

	"I'm going to need more clothes," I said as I looked at what I had
that was clean. "I didn't plan on sharing my wardrobe with someone. Much
less someone who's smaller than me."

	"There's a town about twenty miles away.  It has a mall with
everything you'll need for clothes and stuff," Noah said beside me.  "I can
show you where it is.  The store's closed on Sundays so Fish won't need
me."

...

	Ninety minutes later, we had eaten, and were pulling into the
parking lot of the mall.  "Do you think they'll be open?" Noah asked as we
climbed out of my car.

	"It's retail.  They value money more than the downtime of
employees.  They'll be open."  Resisting the urge to take him by the hand,
we walked into the mall.  Noah guided me to a directory of the mall.
Scanning the list of stores available, I found one that would most likely
have everything we needed.

	Quietly, so nobody could hear us as we walked towards the store, I
said "Keep it cool, and don't do anything that'll get me into trouble.
Call me Uncle Ashton.  Everyone knows I don't have kids of my own, so
calling me dad would tip them off."

	Nodding, Noah said "I understand, Uncle.  It'll be just another day
of an uncle and his nephew together at the mall."

	Walking into the store, we found that it had everything Noah needed
if he'd be staying at my place.  We found him socks, pants, and shirts that
fit his frame.  When we were browsing for underwear, he said he wanted to
try on a pair of each kind to decide what suited him best.  A sales
associate guided him to the dressing rooms, and I stood nearby, browsing
shirts for myself.

	"Psst.  Hey, Uncle Ashton!"

	It took a second to register that I was being paged.  I turned
around until I saw Noah's head poking out of the dressing room door.  He
beckoned to me with his index finger.  I quickly hurried over to his
dressing room, and he let me in.  He was standing naked before me.  Before
I could appreciate his naked body, he spoke.

	"I don't know what kind of underwear to pick.  I like boxer briefs
like yours, but I want your opinion." He pulled on a pair of black briefs.
His boner was obvious.  It filled out the underwear nicely, but I wanted to
see how everything looked before making the final choice.

	"That looks nice Noah, but I want to see everything."

	Noah turned around, giving me a view of his perfect bubble butt and
how the briefs caressed his sweet globes of flesh.  "You just want to see
me naked again, don't you?" he said with a devilish grin.

	"Of course I do.  But I also want to see you be properly clothed."
After he took off the briefs, I leaned in and gave his cock a few strokes.
I kissed him to smother any moans he may have made.

	"With that kind of asking, I'll do anything for you," he breathed
in my ear.  He tried on boxers next, and then after some more stroking and
kissing, he pulled on a pair of blue boxer briefs.  "I like these the
most," he said, adjusting the waistband.

	"They do fit you better, and if you're excited, it won't show as
much."  I cupped his crotch in my hand, and kissed his lips.  I could feel
his cock throb through the cloth.  I could feel my own getting erect.  I
needed to get onto other matters or else we'd have sex in the dressing
room.  I wouldn't mind that, but I didn't want to get caught.

	"Get dressed.  We'll pay for everything you've got." I said,
handing him the shirt he'd borrowed from my closet.  "You can change in the
car so you're wearing clothes that fit nicely."

	Nodding, Noah got dressed.  Clutching clothes close to our bodies
to hide our obvious erections, we made our way to the counter to purchase
everything.  In the time it took to ring up and fold the clothes into bags,
my erect cock had deflated.  Noah looked at me and nodded and I knew that
his dick had gone down as well.

	"Is that all?" Alice the sales associate asked me.

	"Yeah, that'll do for now, thanks."

	"Your total is two hundred and seventy five dollars and twenty two
cents, sir."

	Tugging on my sleeve, Noah pulled me down so he could whisper into
my ear.  "I can't pay you back.  It's too much to spend on me."

	"It's no problem.  I can afford it.  I love you, and want the best
for you.  You're worth all this and more," I whispered back.

	"I love you too, Ashton.  Thank you."

	Sliding my black American Express card across the counter, I began
loading Noah up with the bags we'd accumulated from our shopping in the
store.  Signing the sales slip, I picked up the last of our bags, and we
left the store.

	"So where now?" Noah asked me.

	"Water, thirty five liters.  Carbon, twenty kilograms.  Ammonia,
four liters."  My phone was ringing.  I plucked it from my pocket, and slid
my thumb to answer the call, silencing Edward Elric's recitation of the
ingredients in the average adult human body.

	"Hey, Cyrus.  Tell me you've got good news"

	I listened and smiled.  It was good news indeed.  Smiling at Noah,
I pointed to another store we had to now go in because of the news.
Frowning, he looked at me but obediently followed me into the store.  It
was a fine clothing store.  Suits hung from racks.  Ties and belts were
organized by color.

	"Why do we need to shop for a suit?" Noah asked.

	"Suits, plural.  We need to look sharp for tomorrow morning."

	"What's happening tomorrow?"

	Setting down our shopping, I gently nudged him so he could get
measured and fitted for a suit.  "I'll tell you later.  Get something dark,
and I'll pick out some ties and belts for us.  When you're finished, it'll
be my turn."

	"Okay, Ashton.  I trust you."

	Browsing through their collection, I picked out a tie for myself,
and a clip on for Noah.  Collecting belts to add to our haul, I headed over
to where Noah was being fitted and submitted myself to being measured.
Luckily enough, our frames were the right size so we bought our black suits
right off the racks.

	"Now, we can head to the car." I said.  Dumping our shopping in the
trunk, and hanging the suits in the back, I continued.  "Also, now I can
tell you what that was about."

	"Well, don't hold back," Noah said, buckling his seat belt.

	Buckling my own belt, I started the car.  "Well, the state police
have arrested your father for abuse.  Also, there's a seldom used state law
that says that plaintiffs of a case that is handled by Social Services can
have a judge fast track and determine where the minor or minors can be
safely placed into the custody of a legal guardian appointed by the court,
but said case must be handled in twenty four hours or less."

	"What?"  Noah was clearly perplexed.

	"Your dad's in jail, and likely to remain so.  Tomorrow there will
be a hearing for a petition to make me your legal guardian.  We wear the
suits so we'll look nice."

	"Is that really going to happen?  That'd be awesome!" Noah turned
his face to me when I stopped at a light.  I could see tears of happiness
in his eyes.  But as I looked, he became downcast.

	"Noah?  What's wrong?"  I queried.

	"I don't want to tell anyone about what's happened to me.
It's...embarrassing.  Having to sleep on a cot in the store, not having a
proper bedroom at home.  It's really more of a corner of the floor to sleep
in."  His voice shook.

	I remained silent until we were on the interstate and I didn't need
my right hand to shift gears.  I took him by the hand.  "Noah," I said,
keeping my eyes on the road, but ears and heart on the boy in the passenger
seat. "I love you, and wouldn't deliberately do anything to hurt you or
make you do something you don't want.  But the thing is, the most
compelling testimony will come from you.  You'll be able to convince the
judge that your father is unfit to raise you.  You'll be able to convince
the judge that I'm better suited to raise you."

	"But what if they don't believe me?"  He sniffed.

	I could understand he was really scared.  "I get that it can be
intimidating and scary.  But I promise you this.  Endure this moment of
unpleasantness, and things will be much better for you."

	"I want you there," Noah said firmly.

	"I'll be there with you.  I promise."

	I pulled into the parking lot of a small medical clinic that was
open every day.  "Why are we here?" Noah asked me as I turned the car off.

	"Tipping the odds in our favor for tomorrow."

	We walked in and were greeted by a friendly receptionist.  I
explained that Noah needed a complete physical check-up and that to help
calm him, I'd submit to one as well.  Everything went well until it was
time to talk about immunizations.  My shots were up to date.  However, Noah
hadn't been to the doctor in several years, and as a result was missing
several inoculations.

	"Will the shots hurt?" Noah fearfully asked.

	"They'll hurt a little," I admitted.  But it's a small price to pay
for good health.

	"I'm doing fine as I am!  I feel great!  I don't need shots!" Noah
exclaimed.

	"Could I borrow a stethoscope?" I asked the doctor.  "There's a
little thing I want to do to calm him down."

	Wiping the stethoscope with alcohol pads, the doctor handed it to
me.  "Noah, come here." I got him settled in my lap.  "Put this on, and
listen to my heart."  Noah plugged the ear pieces in, and taking his hand
in mine, I placed the chest piece in his hand, and then placed it under my
shirt and above my heart.  "Can you hear it okay?" I asked him.  I felt him
nod.

	After a few moments, I could feel the tension ease out of his body.
Gently removing an ear piece, I whispered in his ear.  "Noah.  I love you.
You know that." He nodded against my chest again.  "I would never let
anyone do you harm.  My heart beats for you.  It's full of love for you.  I
know that getting some shots might seem scary, but it's for the greater
good.  I know you feel perfectly fine, but it's better to have them and not
need them, then need them, and not have them.  Do you understand?"  Again,
another nod against my chest.  I replaced the ear piece and let him listen
to a few more minutes.

	When I judged him to be hypnotized by listening to my heart, I
nodded at the doctor and nurse.  Working quickly, they gave him the
necessary shots.  Noah didn't even notice.  When they were finished, I
rubbed his back to wake him up.

	"Okay, I'm ready," he announced.

	"They're already finished.  Check your arm," I said quietly.

	Looking at the Band-Aids on his arm, he looked surprised.  "I
didn't even feel a thing.  Are you sure they're done?"

	"They sure are.  Let's pay, and get copies of your records.
They'll help us tomorrow."

	"Okay, Ash.  Thanks for everything.  I owe you a lot."  Noah stood
up, and took my hand and though I didn't need help to stand, I allowed him
to help me up.  It was so nice to hold his soft hand in mine.

	Arriving back at the cabin, we unpacked, and Noah was heading to my
bedroom to place his new clothes when I stopped him.  "As much as I want to
share a bed and a closet with you, if we're to get visits from Social
Services, it's best if we put up a false front."

	"What?" he looked puzzled.

	"You can sleep with me in my bed if you want, but you'll have to
put your clothes and other possessions in another bedroom.  Use a different
bathroom.  I want to present all evidence that we're sleeping in different
rooms, and that we're using our own different facilities."

	"Oh.  Okay."  Smiling his million dollar smile, Noah scampered off
to a guest bedroom.  I went to my bedroom and hung up my new suit.  I
stretched out on the bed, and thought of everything that had happened over
the past few days, and everything that could happen over the next few days.
Soon, Noah joined me, and snuggled up close to me.  I kissed him, and
closed my eyes.  Yes.  I was quite happy with how things were turning out.
I could only hope that things went our way tomorrow.


	Well, that's it for Chapter III.  One scene of nudity, but there
will be more in Chapter IV.  As I said, it'll be spread out over several
chapters, both story and sex.  Sorry it took so long, work decided to try
to make me a casualty of 2016.  Too much work, not enough time for writing.
But enough of my griping.  I'll get to work on Chapter IV tomorrow.  If all
goes well, I'll get it posted in a week or so.  Thanks for waiting!  Keep
on reading!

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