Date: Mon, 14 Apr 2008 18:28:20 -0400
From: Chris Johns <chris-johns@hotmail.com>
Subject: Cruelty to Children Final Pt.

End of the line for book one. I hope you enjoy this closing chapter and
observe all the rules as well.

				Chapter 16
			       Reminiscences

The years were rolling by so fast it wasn't until John finished high school
that I wondered where they had gone. Tim was playing college football and
already being approached by the big teams. John was going to study to be a
physio. He knew half of what he needed already. At school he had
understudied the physio there so that he could tend to Tim when he got
hurt, which was frequently. Tim loved it to the point where he wasn't at
all shy about throwing a solid erection whenever John touched him. Lying on
the massage table in our gym, naked and with a hard penis sticking up would
have embarrassed a lot of guys, but not Tim.

Six years prior to Tim leaving college I had said to his biological father
that he would be sorry when he saw my son run out for a major league team
and be lorded as one of the future greats. Well it happened. The Miami
Dolphins paid a lot of money to sign him after college and the sports
papers were predicting that he would be one of the truly great players. An
absolute natural was how they put it. They also wrote about his family, his
thirteen brothers and the adopted father who was the best known and most
successful child psychologist in the country. Praise indeed. Of course I
took a ton of photographs when he signed pro, and the papers gave us prints
of the signing and Tim stood with his thirteen brothers.  I had all the
paper articles copied and put in a scrap book along with all the
photographs and took them round to Tim's biological father. He didn't
recognise me at first and was very wary when he realised. He let me in to
the house and we sat down while I showed him the scrap book.

"Tim is a credit to me, he has grown into a truly delightful young man. We
call him Tiny Tim and he is one of the most gentle and caring people I
know. Thank you for giving him to me, you have no idea how much joy he has
brought into my life, my other sons and every one he comes into contact
with."

I got up then and started to leave. I looked around and saw a sterile house
with no love in it. I dropped the scrap book on the coffee table and said.

"You can keep that, I don't need pictures and newspaper articles I have the
real thing to show me the love and respect that should have been yours."

Cheap shot huh!

I had a string of young men now in whom I was inordinately proud. Ryan was
a Social Worker already making a name for himself working to get as many
kids as possible out of state facilities and into loving caring homes. Kent
who had worried me was a carpenter, and as far as I could make out, a
bloody good one. He was always making things that the other boys wanted,
designing from scratch where necessary so it was no surprise when he asked
me to help with funding a furniture design company. I did of course, the
foundation had money and so did I.

Eric was going to be a lawyer and was engaged to be married, as soon as he
had passed the bar.

"I told Valery that I would make love to him whenever he wanted me Dad, but
I don't want to go with any other boys."

So it had come to pass, Eric was bi but with strong leanings to
straight. It was only his love for the timid little boy he had shared with
for so many years that could bring out his gay side.

Adam, my other timid little boy who had been raped by Kent was studying
accountancy.

"I'll look after Kent's business Dad and give him a boost whenever he needs
it."

Who would have believed that? Kent had protected Adam physically after we
got over the rape trauma and they were lovers, but Adam proved the stronger
character ready to do battle on the business front for his big brother and
lover.

The stories were endless. Matt and Kevin bought a home together as
permanent lovers but we still had threesome's occasionally, always with
love and tenderness.

Problems with Ryan and sex? No, he had become my permanent lover and never
worried about my romps with Kevin and Matt. Of course there was a good
reason for that as I found out one day when I arrived home early and found
Matt and he making love in our bed. I did the devastated dying swan bit
until the three of us were rolling round the bed almost hysterical .

The boys started to leave home to do their own things and I kept two
bedrooms permanently free as guest rooms for when they visited. The
remainder of the rooms I filled with new Daniels boys. The judge changed,
Jane Simms was promoted and moved to state where she works tirelessly for
the kids, but no one tries to stop my adoptions so the Daniels family has
just got bigger. Most of them love having a brother who is a major league
football player even if they don't see very much of him, and another one
that builds them individually designed furniture.

Most of them are gay but the odd straight boy joins us.

Tim gave me my final chunk of joy from the original bunch. When he renewed
his contract, a clause was added that made it compulsory for the club to
employ Big John as a physio. Most people soon realised that the two were
lovers but no one said anything. Tim was too good to ditch and too nice for
anyone to want to. Gay sportsmen would become less intimidated over the
years thanks to Tim and John's lead.

Matt joined me at the house one night when Kevin was on call at the
hospital and told me I should write a book about the Daniels boys and here
it is. I'm still in my forties so I guess this can only be Book 1 because I
am sure before I retire there will be many more Daniels boys all of who
will be smothered with the same amount of love as the originals.The big
difference will be that none of them will become my lovers. I have the two
best, the remainder will just be my sons to love and cherish and perhaps
guide through their first homosexual encounters, I am after all
inordinately well qualified for that task.


If/when I write Book 2 there will be a good dose of trauma involved,
particularly when Jason is asked to try to rehabilitate the boys who raped
Ryan. There will be tons of loving as well and some sadness when the family
gets unexpectedly and tragically smaller.  Whether it happens depends on
you readers having the ability and volume to convinve me I should do it,
and me finding the time to write what equates to another book.