Date: Wed, 31 Aug 2005 23:50:08 -0400
From: ocalacowboy46@yahoo.com
Subject: Cowboy's Love Chapter 3

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love between a teenage boy and a grown man.

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Last Time

All too soon they had reached Dave's house and as they pulled into the
drive, Dave saw his Dad's car in the driveway. He wished he could just
stay in the truck and go back with Jimmy, but he knew he would have to
face his dad sooner or later. As he said good bye to his teacher, and
reached over to give him a quick hug thanking him for taking care of him
today, he didn't see the shadow watching his every move. He got out of
the truck and stood, watching his teacher and new friend drive away
before turning to go into the house.  All of a sudden he felt his arms
being jerked behind his back and his backpack being thrown to the ground.
He remembered thinking of Jimmy as everything went black.


A Cowboy's Love Chapter 3

On his drive home, Jimmy Duckworth could not shake the uneasy feeling
he had. He couldn't help feeling something wasn't right. All he could
think about was Dave, and how sweet and innocent that child was, and of
the huge ugly purple bruise and the cuts on his back. What had happened
to that child was the question that kept playing over and over in his
head, and the image that was burnt in his mind. He thought, well, once
he got home and got out of his clothes and relaxed in the hot tub with a
nice Bloody Mary, maybe he could get those things out of his mind. As
he drove into the yard of his nice, split level, two story ranch style
house, he was greeted by Bozz and Cayman, his and Gary's two miniature
Dobermans. He could always count on their meeting him when he got home,
if Gary made it home before him. Getting out of his truck and playing
with the two hyper pups for a few minutes before going in, Jimmy looked
up to see Gary standing there grinning from ear to ear watching him
play.

"Hi, sexy" Gary greeted his lover as he walked toward him embracing him
in his arms and kissing him passionately. "Missed you today lover.  How
was your day"

"It has been a troubling day today, dear. I am worried about one of my
best students," Jimmy replied, laying his head on his partner's
shoulder and basking in the warm embrace of his arms.

"Whets wrong jimmy?  I know you don't worry without good cause," Gary
replied, holding him tighter and running his hands over his head. "What
happened to make you worry so much?"

Jimmy recalled every detail of the story as they walked together to the
house. When he told Gary of the huge bruise and cuts on Dave's back2
Gary gasped, and tears began welling up in his eyes.

"Oh that poor child!" Gary moaned, half crying. "Do you think he is
being abused?" Gary asked, showing the concern in his voice

"I don't know what to think, to tell you the truth. He said he fell off
his horse while riding in the woods, but. . . "

"But you are not buying that story." Gary finished his statement for
him

"Something tells me that his father is abusing him. We are going to see
him Barrel Race tomorrow evening and then take him to dinner" Jimmy
told his lover, as they cuddled together on the sofa. "Speaking of dinner,
do you want to go out tonight? Or just maybe order in a pizza and spend
the evening snuggling together?" Jimmy asked, as he wrapped his arms
around Gary and gave him a passionate kiss, letting his tongue wander in
his lover's mouth, tasting his sweet taste. Their special moment was
interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

"I'll get it babe; you sit and relax," Gary told Jimmy, seeing his
lover's eyelids getting heavy with sleep. Gary answered the phone and
heard, "Hello? Is Jimmy there?" The voice on the other end was not one he
recognized, but he could tell when the voice asked for Jimmy that
something was wrong, and chills ran up his spine. "Hold on, he is right here.
"Babe," Gary said, covering the mouth piece.  This is for you, and I
think you'd better take it." He gave the phone to Jimmy and then stood
there, holding his lover, as he saw his partner's face go ashen while he
listened to the voice on the other end.

"Dave, calm down.  Where are you now?  Stay put; Gary and I are on our
way.  We are coming to get you. Calm down, babe, everything is gonna be
okay." Just hang tight.  We are on our way.  I've got to hang up now so
we can come get you.  Just don't cry, okay?  I told you everything is
gonna be okay," Jimmy said, as he hung up the phone before breaking down
sobbing in his lovers arms.

I take it this is the child who you were talking about earlier," Gary
said, as he pulled his lover toward the door.  They got in the car and
Gary took off to the place Jimmy told him to go. Gary broke every speed
limit in the country trying to get to the boy.  He had never seen his
lover so upset.

"Were you able to find out what happened?" Gary asked, as he drove
toward town

"No.  The only thing he could tell me was that he was hurt," Jimmy
said, crying and shaking with fear. "I swear, if I find out who has hurt
this child, I will break them in two with my own hands," Jimmy cursed
under his breath.

Pulling into the parking lot of the JR Food store, a local convenience
store and gas station, Gary could see the silhouette of a small boy
sitting on the ground, with his back against the building and his head in
his hands. Before the car was stopped, Jimmy was out of the car and
running to the frightened and crying youth. Kneeling beside the young man,
Jimmy wrapped his arms around him, picked him up and carried him to the
car. The child was almost hysterical and clung to Jimmy like he would
never let him go. Finally, finding the courage to speak without
frightening the child anymore than he already was, Jimmy asked him what
happened.

"Dave, sweetie, what happened?  Who did this?" he asked, seeing blood
on the child's face and clothes.

"He hurt me bad.  There is blood," Davey cried into the chest of his
older friend and teacher.

"Where are you hurt and bleeding babe? We need to get you to the
doctor," Jimmy said, holding the boy and trying to calm him down while also
trying to find out who did this and what all had been done to this
precious child.

"No please, no doctors," Davey cried, as the sobs wracked every inch of
his body, causing him even more pain. "I hurt back there; I am
bleeding, but please Jimmy, no doctors.  They will blame my mom and take me
from her," he pleaded, holding his friend.

"Okay, we need to get you back to our house, though, and see how bad
you are hurt," Jimmy told his little friend.  He climbed into the front
seat, putting Davey in between himself and Gary. Forgetting the two had
not met yet, Jimmy finally pulled himself together enough to introduce
the love of his life to Davey.

"Davey this is my boyfriend, and the love of my life, Gary. Gary this
is my new friend, as well as my star pupil, Davey." You could see
Davey's eyes grow as big as saucers as he looked up at the tall, extremely
well built and hot looking guy sitting next to him behind the wheel of
the car.

"Hi," Davey managed to stutter, not once taking his eyes off Gary

"Hi Davey, or is it just Dave?" Gary said trying, not to giggle at the
way the boy was undressing him with his eyes.

"You and Jimmy can call me Davey, but no one else," Davey told him
still staring at him with those big, soft, puppy dog eyes that would melt
any heart.

Jimmy wrapped his arms around Davey, pulling him tight against him, and
whispered in his ear, as Gary backed the car out of the parking lot and
headed toward home, "You trying to put the make on my man there big
boy?  Cause if you are, it's gonna cost you." Jimmy giggled like a school
girl.

This caused Davey to blush and turn bright red, but also caused him to
stop crying, as he was too shocked at what Jimmy had said.  Was he that
obvious while he was staring at Gary.

"Wow, you got such a hot boyfriend dude," Davey whispered back to
jimmy, causing Jimmy to laugh and look at Gary winking.

Gary and Jimmy began to laugh as Davey blushed bright red.

"Hey dude, thanks for the compliment. I think you are pretty hot
yourself," Gary said' reaching out and giving Davey a quick hug as they drove
back toward home.

The quick hug from Gary made Davey feel more at ease with the two men.
Jimmy was already hugging Davey as close to him as possible, and Jimmy
could still see the pain in his face as they drove down the deserted
dirt road to their home.

"Davey, are you still hurting son?" Jimmy asked as he gently hugged the
lad close to him.

"Yeah, Jimmy, it still hurts like hell. I can barely sit down," he
answered, as he started once again to cry. "Why did he do this to me,
Jimmy?  why can't he love me like any other father loves his son?"  He
continued to cry as his body suddenly spasmed with pain.

"Gary, get us to the house quick," Jimmy said to his partner, who
already was beginning to step on it, and let the Plymouth Duster eat up the
road. Soon they pulled into the drive.  Jimmy got out and was helping
Davey from the car when suddenly Davey went stiff and his body began to
convulse in pain.  "Gary, I need some help.  We are gonna have to carry
him gently.  I don't think he can walk. I could carry him by myself,
but I don't want to hurt him anymore than he already is." Just as Gary
reached his partner and the young lad, Davey seemed if he was totally out
of it. The two men, one on each side, helped the boy into the house and
onto the bed.

In the light, both men were shocked at what they saw.  The boy was
covered in blood; his face was bruised and bloody; and the clothes he was
wearing were also covered with blood.

"Damn! I know I promised him no doctors, but this is more than we can
handle.  This kid needs a doctor now," Jimmy exclaimed, looking at the
bloody mess before him. "I think I know someone who maybe able to help
us. He was the doctor who saw Davey at the hospital today, and he is
gay, so I might be able to get him to come here and check Davey out for
us," Jimmy said, as he remembered he had Dr Smith's card in his wallet.

Going into the other room, Jimmy opened his wallet and took out Dr.
Smith's card as he reached for the phone and began to dial. Three rings
and the phone was answered by a man whose voice Jimmy did not recognize.

"Smith residence," said the voice on the other end of the line.

"Yes, is Dr Smith there?" Jimmy asked

"Yes, may I say who is calling, please?" the unidentified voice asked.

"This is Jimmy Duckworth. Dr. Smith saw a student of mine today in the
ER, and I have that student here with me now.  We really need Dr.
Smith," Jimmy said hurriedly

"Smith here," Dr Smith said, as he came on the line.

"Dr Smith, this is Jimmy Duckworth.  You saw my student today when I
brought him to the ER. He really needs a doctor now, but he refuses to
let me bring him to the hospital. He is really scared, and in a lot of
pain," Jimmy pleaded with the doctor

"Say no more.  Tell me where you are, and I will come right out," Kevin
Smith told the excited teacher. As Jimmy gave the doctor his address,
Kevin wrote it down. "You don't mind if I bring my partner with me do
you?" the doctor asked of the young teacher

"No, of course not.  Just hurry please," Jimmy was pleading with every
breath.

"Okay, see you in a few minutes then. Tell young Davey I said hang in
there; I am on my way," the good doctor said, trying to calm the teacher
down and reassure the patient that help was on the way.

Hanging up the phone and going back into the bedroom, Jimmy was
shaking.  He wasn't sure if it was from being scared, or if it was from the
anger he felt towards the boy's father for what he had done to this
precious boy.

"Dr Smith is on his way," Jimmy said quietly to his partner, so as not
to disturbed the boy who had drifted off to sleep. Turning and walking
back out of the room, Jimmy motioned for his partner to follow. "I
don't know what to do about Davey." Jimmy sniffled as the tears started
rolling down his cheek

"I know babe, I hate to see him like this," Gary replied, pulling his
partner into a tight embrace.  "Right now I would love to get my hands
on the bastard that did this to him."

Jimmy just stood frozen in his lovers warm embrace, his thoughts
searching for what they could do to help this boy. It was obvious that Davey
loved his mother, but Jimmy decided something had to be done.  He
couldn't stand by and let the child get hurt anymore. Jimmy remembered he
had Davey's mom's work number, where he had called earlier today from the
hospital. He hated making the call, but this was one call he knew he
had to make. Her son had been beaten and raped by his own father.  There
had to be a stopping place somewhere. As he and Gary waited in silence
for the doctor to arrive, Jimmy began making plans for what he had to
do, when the silence was broken by a bloodcurdling scream.

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