Date: Tue, 8 Aug 2006 15:24:29 -0400
From: Silent Ninja <Silent_Ninja@comcast.net>
Subject: Karate Force Ch. 5 (Revised)

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This story is totally Fictional, a fantasy, a story made up in my own
head.
It contains erotic and sexually explicit behavior between men and
consenting Teen and pre teen boys. If it is illegal for you to read such
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Story Dedication:

I would like to dedicate this story to Miguel Sanchez and Phantasm for
your inspiring stories on homeless youth and ways to help them.
Thanks guys, keep up the AWESOME work, because I was once a homeless
youth myself, and thank God someone came along and helped me.

I'll reply to all positive comments but flames will be ignored and
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Silent_Ninja@comcast.net

Special Thanks:

Special thanks go out to Miguel Sanchez and Paul P. for their great work
on proof reading this chapter for me.
Thanks guys, I really appreciate your help on making this chapter even
better by clearing up my mistakes.

Reader Thanks:

I want to take a moment to thank my readers for your feed back on Timmy,
Travis, Mark, Shawn and Matt. Thanks for your comments, your criticism,
and your encouragement.


From the previous chapter:

    I started class off by reading the article to the entire class, and
then I shouted, "Line Up!" We exercised for about 35 minutes, and then I
broke the class up into smaller groups according to the color of their
belts. I made my rounds to each group, helping, and making suggestions
where needed. About twenty minutes before class was over, I called them
to attention, and began to tell them all about a karate tournament coming
up in three months, that I signed them up for.

    "It's a tournament for all ages and all ranks. I personally think we
have the best dojo in the state of Pennsylvania. I think we have the
ability to go to this tournament and win it with no problem because
you're all winners in my book already. I know, without a shadow of a
doubt, you'll make me proud. No matter what, win or lose, I just want you
to do your best, and that's what makes you all winners in my book."

To Be Continued


Chapter 5

    In the next few weeks our Kimono Dragon Dojo trained really hard for
the up-coming tournament, and the lessons in the park have grown also; we
now have about 40 kids show up every time we meet. I've also noticed a
big difference in the children's attitudes, they're working as a team,
and they're watching out for each other, and this is what I wanted to
see happen.

      The friendship between Shawn and Mark grew also; they were
inseparable, like a set of Siamese twins. Where you saw one, you saw the
other. Mark became a regular visitor at our house and he was like a part
of our family. Then one day Shawn came to me and asked, "Daddy, I love
Mark like a little brother, can we adopt him?"

      I knew this was coming, so I already had Josh Williams, my
attorney, working on it. I said to him, "I'll see what I can do about it,
but please don't say anything to Mark until I know something for sure."
He gave me a big hug and said he wouldn't say anything. I sent him off to
his room to get ready to go to the park just as I heard the phone begin
to ring.

      I answered the phone and said, "Hello, Matt Jones here." "Hey Matt,
Josh here." The voice on the other end replied. I said, "Hey Josh, What's
up? Any word on adopting Mark yet?" He answered and said, "We go to court
Friday morning at 9:00 A.M., and we have the same judge that we had for
Shawn's adoption." I thanked Josh and went to get ready myself. Then,
Shawn and I were off to get the other boys. About half-way there I looked
at Shawn and said, "After class tonight you and I need to have a talk
with Mark to find out if he would like to become my son and your
brother." He looked up at me with that award-winning smile I love to see
and then he said, "Oh Daddy, I love you so much, I knew you could do it."

      We got to the hotel and the boys were ready to go, after loading
them up, we were off to the park. We arrived at the park about 40 minutes
early, and when we got out of the Expedition, the boys ran off to help
set things up. Mark came back over to me a few minutes later and gave me
a big hug and said, "Thank you for letting me take karate Mr. Jones, I
love you." I gave him a big hug and he ran off to help the other boys
finish setting everything up.

      I started the class about 10 minutes later by shouting, "Line Up!"
Once everyone was in their lines, I called Shawn up to lead them through
their exercises. While the class was exercising I saw a kid running
toward us yelling something I couldn't understand, until he got closer.
Then, I heard him yell; "Help! Mr. Jones, Help!"

      "Come on Timmy; we're late, let's cut through this alley, it's a
short-cut to the park" Travis said, as they hurried on their way. But, as
soon as they entered the alley, they were suddenly grabbed from behind,
and slammed up against the wall. Then, Carlo and Pedro said, "We got you
now, you little faggots, and we're going to have some fun with you pussy
boys." Then, Pedro began to punch Timmy and rip his clothes off of him.
When I heard Timmy start to cry, I got mad. I kicked the asshole holding
me in his nuts, and when he dropped me, I ran to get help.

      "Well, your little fag buddy ran out on you, so I guess you'll have
to satisfy us both on your own." Pedro said to Timmy right before he bent
him over a trash can, and tried to force his nine-inch, rock hard cock
into Timmy's small rectum. While the two violently had their way with
Timmy, Travis arrived at the park, and ran toward everyone yelling;
"Help! Mr. Jones, help."

      Now, before I could even hear what Travis was saying, I knew
something was terribly wrong, by the look of fear on his face. He was
crying hysterically and his small body was racked with uncontrollable
sobs. Once I got him calmed down enough, he told me what happened to him
and Timmy. I put Andy and Michael in charge of the class because they
were two of my best black belts, and I knew they could handle anything
that might come up before I got back. I gave my cell phone to Travis and
told him to call 911 and tell them what happened and where we are going.
I took Nathan with me because he knew right where Travis was talking
about. Then we ran off to help Timmy.

      As we approached the alley, we could hear Timmy crying, as the
assholes talked trash to him while they abused him. I looked at Nathan
and with anger in my voice said, "I don't want these assholes to have any
chance to get away, so go around and enter the alley from the front. I
want to take them down, and take them down hard." I finished by saying,
"These assholes ain't leaving this alley walking." Nathan shook his head
in agreement and went around to enter the alley from the front.

      Nathan and I entered the alley about the same time, and when one of
the assholes noticed Nathan, he laughed and said, "Well well, if it ain't
the street fag, Nathan Wilson. Did you come to get some of this tight hot
boy-pussy for yourself?" Nathan replied saying: "No Carlo, I didn't, I
came to put a stop to this shit once and for all." Nathan continued
talking while walking toward the young man; "Carlo, we were best friends,
we grew up together, and we were closer than brothers, but then you
changed into an asshole when my dad caught us sucking each other and you
turned on me."

      Pedro spoke up then and said: "Carlo, shut that asshole up, while I
finish up with this pussy-boy." When Pedro turned back to Timmy, I
stepped into him, and took him out with a kick to the side of the head
which sent him reeling into the trash-cans. When he came up, on the
attack, he had a switch-blade knife in his hand and he lunged at me. I
took his wrist out with a chop, causing him to drop the knife. Then I
gave Pedro a kick to his knee that had him writhing around on the ground
in pain. I looked over at Nathan just in time to see him land a kick to
Carlo's jaw, which dropped him like a sack of potatoes.

      I ran over to check on Timmy as we heard the Sirens of the police
and paramedics getting closer. Timmy was a bloody mess. He was bleeding
from his rectum, his nose and mouth, and from several other places on his
body. He opened his eyes, looked at me, and asked, "Where's Travis? Is he
okay?" I smiled at him and said, "Travis is okay, he's the one that got
help for you." He smiled and he closed his eyes as the paramedics got
there.

      When the police officers entered the alley, I Immediately
recognized Officer Simmons and his partner, Officer Murphy. They
handcuffed Carlo and Manuel and put them in the back of their patrol car.
Then they walked over to me  and asked, "Hi Matt, what happened here?" I
shook their hands and filled them in on what happened, everything from
Travis running into the park, yelling for help, to finding these assholes
raping Timmy, and Pedro coming at me with a switch-blade knife. I told
Officer Simmons that I would be coming to the hospital and I would be
bringing Travis with me if he needed to ask him any questions. He thanked
me and left with Carlo and Manuel.

      Nathan and I made our way back to the park and our karate class.
Once Travis saw us coming, he ran over with tears in his eyes and began
to ask several questions, all at once, "How is Timmy?, Where is he at?,
Is he ok?, Can I see him?" I quickly told him the paramedics had to take
him to the hospital but I would be taking him to see Timmy after we
dropped the other boys off at the hotel. This seemed to help calm him
down some, but you could tell he was still worried about his friend.

      I loaded the boys into the Expedition and we headed for the hotel.
I sent Shawn in with Mark to help him get some clothes to spend the night
with us, and told them to hurry back because we needed to get to the
hospital to check on Timmy. While Shawn and Mark were gone inside, I got
a good chance to talk with Travis. I told him that I wanted to get Timmy
and him off the streets and into somewhere safe and warm. I told him that
they would have three square meals a day, good clothes to wear, a soft
bed to sleep in each night, and a chance to go to school and make
something of themselves. Travis looked at me with tears in his eyes and
said, "Oh thank you Mr. Jones, I would like that very much." Shawn and
Mark came out then and we were off to the hospital.

      We arrived at the hospital about 10 minutes later and went inside.
I walked up to the nurse's station and saw Sheila entering something into
a computer. She looked up at me and said, "Hey Matt, Officer Simmons and
Tim Blackman said they would be right back, and Dr. Matthews will be out
to talk to you after he gets out of surgery with the young man you
rescued earlier." I thanked her and went to sit with the boys.

      Officer Simmons and Tim Blackman came over to us not too long after
we sat down, and I introduced them to Travis. Officer Simmons asked
Travis several questions about what happened to Timmy and him. Travis
answered all of his questions and Tim took care of the paperwork for
Timmy and Travis to be placed in our hotel. Dr. Matthews came in to talk
to us about three hours later.

      He told us that Timmy had some serious rectal damage, several
broken ribs, and one of his ribs had punctured his right lung. He went on
and said that Timmy  was in serious condition and would be in ICU for
several days. He told us all to go home and come back tomorrow, but
Travis looked at him with tears running down his cheeks and asked, "May I
see him for just a few minutes Please?" Dr. Matthews agreed to let Travis
and I see him for a few minutes, and walked Travis and I back to where he
was laying in a hospital bed hooked up to all kinds of machines and
monitors.

      Travis walked over to the side of Timmy's bed, took his hand and,
with tears streaming down his cheeks, said in a very soft voice, "I love
you Timmy Martin, please don't die on me, you're my best friend, I need
you." Travis continued by saying: "I got us a place to live now, we don't
have to live on the streets no more, please come back to me." Dr.
Matthews came in about then and said that Timmy needed his rest now, and
we needed to leave. Travis kissed Timmy's hand, and bent over and kissed
Timmy on the cheek and said, "I love you Timmy Martin, I'll be back
tomorrow."

      I shook Dr. Matthews' hand and told him: "If anything with Timmy
changes, call me, no matter what." Then I gathered up the boys and we
headed out to the Expedition. Once in the SUV, I asked the boys if they
were hungry, and yup, you guessed it, they said they were starving. I
went through the drive-through at McDonalds and ordered them something to
eat, and then we stopped at Wal-Mart before going home to pick Travis up
something to wear for tomorrow. We just got the basics; underwear, socks,
a couple pairs of shorts, and a couple of t-shirts. I also grabbed him a
toothbrush, a hairbrush, and some underarm deodorant, and we were ready
to go home.

      Once at home, I took Travis and showed him a bedroom he could use
for the night, and then I sent the boys to get their showers. Once
everyone had their showers I went around and tucked them all into bed. I
went into Travis's room first, bent down and kissed him on his cheek, and
told him if he needed anything just come and get me. Then I went into
Shawn's room and bent down and kissed Mark and Shawn on their cheeks, and
gave them both a big hug. I turned off their light and went to bed
myself.

      I laid in bed thinking about Travis and what happened to him and
Timmy, and, the more I thought about it, the madder I got. I finally
dozed off about midnight, and about 1:30 A.M I was woken up by a ear
piercing scream coming from Travis's room. I got out of bed and hurried
down to Travis's room. I turned on the lights, walked over to his bed,
and took him into a big hug. I held and comforted him while he cried
hysterically and his small body was racked with uncontrollable sobs. I
looked over at the door and there stood Shawn and Mark with concern on
their faces. I told them that he would be okay, he just had a bad
nightmare, and I sent them back to bed.

      After a little while, Travis was able to tell me about his dream.
He had a nightmare about the attack on him and Timmy, and he wasn't able
to get help in time for Timmy. I kept reassuring him that Timmy was safe
in the hospital, while I held him in my arms. I finally got him calmed
down enough to go back to bed, but before I could get out of his room he
asked, "Mr. Jones? May I please sleep with you? I'm still scared."

      I agreed to let him sleep with me and he jumped out of bed and
followed me down to my bedroom. Once in my bedroom I made him go to the
bathroom before getting into bed. When he came out of the bathroom he
climbed into my king size water-bed and I climbed in behind an almost
nude boy wearing nothing but his tighty whities. Once I was in bed,
Travis slid his young lush body back against me, grabbed my arm and
placed it around him.

      Did I mind this? Hell no! I didn't mind it at all! I had my arm
around a beautiful 13-year-old, 80 pound, 4 foot 11 inch, green eyed, red
headed, almost nude, boy that had his body against mine? This was a
boy-lover's dream come true, and I laid there enjoying the sensations I
was feeling while holding this beautiful teen boy.

      I woke up to the feeling of someone sucking on my cock and, when I
looked down, I saw Travis looking up at me with fear in his eyes. I
reached down, pulled him up, wrapped both arms around him, and said to
him, "Oh Travis, don't worry, I'm not mad at you, but that isn't
necessary." I think you're a beautiful young man, but you have Timmy,
and he needs you now, more than ever."

      I looked over at the clock and saw that it was already time to get
up, so I sent Travis to his bedroom so he could get his shower, and I
went into my bathroom and took one myself. After my shower, I got dressed
and went into Shawn's room, woke him and Mark up, and told them to get
ready for breakfast. I went down and told Mrs. Gonzalez that we had one
more for breakfast besides our usual house guest, Mark. She chuckled and
started fixing more scrambled eggs, sausage, and toast.

      I let the dogs out, poured myself a cup of coffee, and then we
heard the boys coming down the stairs like a herd of buffalo. Mark was
the first one in the kitchen and he walked over and gave Mrs. Gonzalez a
hug, and then he gave me one and said, "Good morning, something sure
smells good." Just then, Shawn and Travis came into the kitchen, and
Shawn gave Mrs. Gonzalez a big hug and then introduced her to Travis. She
gave Travis a hug and said to him, "I hope you're hungry this morning
Travis, I cooked enough for an army."

      We all sat down to a fantastic breakfast, and when everyone was
filled to the bursting level, Shawn and Mark got up and cleared the
table. Then I ask Shawn to take Travis down to the barn in the golf-cart
to show him the horses and to feed them while he was there. Once they
were gone, I looked at Mark and said, "Come on in here with me Mark, we
need to talk about something."

      I walked into the living room, sat down in my recliner, and pulled
him into my lap, and then I said to him, "Mark, Shawn and I love you a
lot little buddy, and we have something very important to ask you." I
continued and said, "You are already a big part of our family, and Shawn
and I want to make it legal." Mark looked up at me with confusion in his
eyes and asked, "I love you and Shawn too Matt, but what does legal
mean?" When I told him we wanted to adopt him, he began to cry and he
wrapped his arms around me and kept saying, "Oh yes! Oh yes! Oh yes!, I
love you."

      Shawn and Travis came back about then, and Mark ran over to Shawn
and gave him a big hug and excitedly said, "I'm going to be your little
brother, I love you Shawn." Shawn hugged him back and said, "Welcome to
the family little brother, I love you too, Mark." When Mark ran off to
tell Mrs. Gonzalez his great news I looked at Travis and asked, "Travis,
would you like to stay here with us until Timmy gets out of the
hospital?" He smiled and replied, "AWESOME! That would be so cool." He
walked over, smiled seductively at me and gave me a big hug and said,
"Thanks Mr. Jones."

      I rounded up Mark and we were off to the hospital to check on
Timmy. Once at the hospital Shawn ask if he could go up to see Nurse Mary
and Nurse Julie and introduce them to Mark. I agreed, and told him where
I would be, and to come down to the waiting room in a few minutes.

      Shawn took Mark by the hand and said, "Come on little brother, I
want to introduce you to the nurses that took care of me." They got into
the elevator and pushed the button for the third floor, and when it
opened, Shawn spotted Nurse Mary and he walked up to her and said, "Hi
Nurse Mary, do you remember me?" When Mary looked up from a chart she was
reading, she smiled real big and said, "Oh Shawn, yes I remember you
sweetie, how could I forget my favorite patient." She walked out from
behind the nurse's station and gave him a big hug, and then she noticed
Mark and ask, "Shawn, who is this cutie you have with you today?"

      Shawn started to introduce Mark to her, when Mark spoke up and
said, "My name is Mark, and I'm going to be Shawn's little brother on
Friday, they're adopting me." Mary gave him a hug and said, "Well Mark,
you're a lucky little guy, to have a great big brother like Shawn and a
wonderful new dad."

      Mark answered her and said, "Yes ma'am I am, I love Shawn and
Matt, they've been real good to me." Then, Nurse Julie walked up and
noticed Shawn standing there, and gave him a big hug. Shawn introduced
Mark to her and then filled them both in on everything that had happened
since his birthday party that they came to. Before Shawn and Mark left,
Dr. Brown walked up to the nurse's station and saw Shawn and said: "Hey
Shawn, you're looking great, who's your little buddy?" Shawn introduced
Mark to him, and then Shawn gave his favorite nurses a hug, told them
bye, and headed for the ICU waiting room to find his dad.

      On the way back to the ICU waiting room, Mark said to Shawn, "I got
to pee, can we please stop at the restroom?" Shawn answered him saying,
"Sure little brother, come on, it's right down here." We both used the
restroom, washed our hands, and headed for the ICU waiting room.

      Shawn and Mark entered the ICU waiting room, found a couple of
empty chairs, and sat down to wait for their dad. After waiting for a
little while the boys heard an announcement come over the intercom system
and it said, "Code Blue in ICU, Code Blue in ICU, Code Blue in ICU." The
boys didn't understand the announcement but they saw their dad and Travis
come hurrying out of a door and walk toward them.

      Shawn knew something was wrong by the look on their faces and he
asked, "What's wrong Dad?" I answered him by saying, "Timmy has gotten
worse and they had to call in a special team to work on him. That's the
announcement you heard earlier for the Code Blue team. As we heard the
"Code Blue" announcement come over the intercom system again, we all
joined hands and said a silent prayer for Timmy.

To Be Continued


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