Date: Tue, 24 Aug 2010 17:19:51 -0400
From: Marvin <nphillydogg@aol.com>
Subject: roswell heights-15

[Roswell Heights is a (fictional) high rise housing development in South
Philly, more commonly known as "the projects" or The Heights. It's three 15
story buildings (originally built back in the 50's), all within a few
hundred yards of each other. After years of mismanagement and neglect, it's
become a drug heaven for dealers and criminals.]

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ROSWELL HEIGHTS-15
Father's Against Drugs

	Father's Against Drugs (or F.A.D.) was an organization started by a
bereaved father who lost his son to senseless street violence. 46 year old
Julio Espisedo devoted his life to the memory of his boy by making sure
everyone within the sound of his voice knew and understood the importance
of drug free society.
	Arming neighborhood watchers with flashlights and walkie-talkies,
they often ventured out into the community in pairs, discouraging drug
dealers by taking back their street corners one block at a time. Before
each patrol, the men would meet at Julio's house for a debriefing,
supplies, and to plan a course of strategy. Some of the most problem areas
were frequented, with patrollers sometimes staying on the corners for hours
at a time to insure no drug activity happened on their watch. Police cars
gave a helping hand by cruising through those blocks more often while FAD
members were on duty. Other areas where hit periodically, encouraging
neighbors to call the FAD hotline whenever they saw drugs or crime in the
area. But no matter how often patrols came around, the drug dealers would
return, inevitably stealing back the corners as soon as the FAD fathers
retired to bed.

	During their latest meeting, the men were gathering for another
night of service (drinking coffee and eating doughnuts supplied by the
local Duncan Doughnuts). Julio's living room and dining rooms had been
transformed into a meeting areas, with his sofas and tables pushed aside
against the walls while fold up chairs aligned in the center of the
floors. Member participation often varied, with any given night bringing
out 20 to 30 concerned parents. Most were hard working parents who could
only afford to give a few hours a week to help keep their streets clean of
the riffraff threatening their peaceful existence, while others were
diligent diehards who were determined to win back the war.
	Julio had already started the meeting, assigning teams of two (or
more) to particular streets or houses that had been targeted by drug
dealers for standing up against them. "The residence are scared that
threats to firebomb their homes are real...! We can't afford to have people
afraid to speak out for that kind of fear! I need people to keep a close
eye on these houses at all times! I'm currently working with police to set
up a surveillance camera to catch the perpetrators IF they do indeed carry
out their threat!"
	Just as the meeting was about to disburse, an unlikely visitor
walked in through the open front door. Julio looked up from the back of the
dining room (the chairs facing him), then smiled as 17 year old Kaleb
Nelson stepped in...

"Welcome, son...! Come in..., have some coffee and doughnuts...!" offered
the older man as heads began to turn to see who he was talking to...?

"Hold up..." yelled one of the members (Oscar Mosses), standing up in
protest. "...I KNOW you're not inviting HIM into our meeting...!?"

"Why not...?" asked Julio, hunching his shoulders dumbly.

"He's ONE OF THEM!" said the man, pointing at the neighborhood menace. "Its
kids like HIM that are bringing our neighborhoods down! Who help these drug
dealers poison our community and keep the crime rate at an all time high!"

"That's right...! I SAW him selling drugs on the corner just last week!"
agreed another man, joining the protester.

"We can't penalize people for past crimes..." reasoned Julio, defending the
boy. "...otherwise some of US might not be invited to these meetings
ourselves...!"

"That may very well be true..." argued the man, having had prior arrests of
his own. "...but THAT BOY is a KNOWN drug dealer for Kane! He's not here to
help us..., he's most likely here to SPY on us! To learn WHO each and every
one of us are so he can go back and report it to Kane! Then ALL of our
homes will be targeted for firebombs!"
	The group started to mummer in agreement, worried about their
families and properties...

"He's not here to spy on us..." assured Julio (realizing the debate was
getting out of hand), "...I invited him to the meeting!" he added, getting
shocked looks from most of the room. "Is it not part of OUR JOB to reach
out to these kids...? To help them change their minds and to want to become
something more than just a statistic on the evening news...? WE as `role
models' have got to teach these mostly fatherless boys the meaning of
responsibility! Even if we have to march out there and do it ONE boy at a
time!" stated Julio, reasoning to the fathers in the core of all of
them. "Now I know most of you have your own kids to raise..., but we can't
forget the ones without fathers of their own...! They NEED someone..., --a
man preferably, to bond with! To learn from! Abandoning these kids and
leaving them to the neighborhood drug dealers to raise is only breeding a
society of criminals who only look out for themselves! THAT, is what is
killing our community! And we HAVE to stop it!"
	The majority of the men began nodding their heads in agreement with
Julio, accepting Kaleb as they welcomed him into their meeting. The
teenager can't remember being more scared, he thought the group of angry
men would turn mob on him, beat him up, then turn him over to police. He
breathed easier when they allowed him in, one of them handing him a fresh
cup of coffee...

"You okay...?" asked Julio, making his way over to the teenager as the
group began to break up in pairs.

"Yeah..." he said nervously, as some of the men gave him evil
looks. "...yeah, I'm fine...!"

"I'm surprised you're here..." admitted Julio, patting Kaleb gently on the
back for support. "...I didn't think you'd come...!"

"Well, I..." started Kaleb, not sure if he made the right decision. "...I
wannit to see what it was like..."

"Well..." said Julio, looking back out into the crowd of men as they
mingled about, gathering their flashlights and walkie-talkies. "...as you
can see, we're well organized...! We meet here first to see how many
fathers we have in attendance, then we set up perimeters to walk while
keeping in constant communication with each other so there's no
surprises...!"

"And..." started Kaleb, feeling nervous to be so close to so many dads at
once. "...that stuff you said about teaching us to be more responsible...?
How you gonna do that...?"

"I'm in talks with the Mayor and the local Councilman to start up a program
to help young former drug dealers get the education they need to go to
school and get good jobs! To get their GED's, help them get into Community
College, find a job, and start making good life choices!" explained
Julio. "You CAN'T stay out here selling drugs for Kane..., that lifestyle's
a dead end for kids like you!"

"I know..." said Kaleb, fighting back a tear as his emotions began to get
the best of him.
	Julio placed his arms about the boy as FAD onlookers began to see
his point clearer.

"uh, guys..., you have your assignments..., go on without me...! I'll catch
up later...!" suggested Julio, as the men began to leave the house single
file.
	Kaleb caught himself before he started blubbering like a baby. He
fought back his tears as he manned up. "You okay...?" asked Julio, looking
into his face as he rubbed his shoulder...

"Yeah..." said Kaleb, taking a deep breath. "Want me to help you clean
up...?"
	Julio looked around the house at all of the left behind, half empty
coffee cups, half enter doughnuts, and paper napkins scattered about the
floor...

"That would be nice...!" he said in agreement.
	The two men began folding chairs and tossing trash and emptying ash
trays. Over the walkie-talkie they could hear groups calling out
check-points, giving all clear signs and reporting no disturbances. Kaleb
couldn't help stealing glances at Julio as he watched the man pile his
wooden chairs against the dining room wall, his last memory of the man
holding him face-flat against a neighbor's alley with his fat uncut dick
stuck up his ass (chap-11). Kaleb could practically still feel the cum
deluge Julio shot in him, dripping from his well fucked asshole as he tried
to man his corner for the rest of the night. The slick slimy feeling
between his cheeks kept his dick hard all night, waiting for the moment
when he could get home and jack off properly. Thoughts of Julio being his
dad and rescuing him from the hood filled his brain. He jacked-off in bed
to the idea of servicing his father (Julio), making him happy, with his
mouth and ass at the older man's disposal.
	Julio caught Kaleb looking at him several times (the boy quickly
turning his head in the opposite direction), and thought the boy was still
angry about what happened between them the other day. Building up the
courage to bring it up, he took the full trash bag from Kaleb's hand (their
fingers brushing against one another) as Kaleb blushed.

"Look, son..." he said, reading Kaleb all wrong and wanting to come
clean. "...about what happened the other day..., I didn't mean to do that
to you...!"

"It's okay..." smiled Kaleb, holding no grudges.

"No..." challenged Julio. "...I was wrong...! No matter how mad I got, I
shouldn't have taken it out on you like that...! You're another man, not a
piece of meat..."

"It's alight...! I didn't mind...!" explained Kaleb.

"For real...?" asked Julio, looking at the boy questionably. "You didn't
mind me raping you in an alley...?"

"Well..., at FIRST I did..." laughed Kaleb, admittedly. "...but then, it
was like..., I dunno..., it wasn't bad...!"

"It wasn't bad...?" repeated Julio stunned, as he walked the trash into the
kitchen.
	Pulling the drawstring, he tightened the tall white kitchen bag
before placing it in the corner and returning to the dining room to
continue the conversation...

"I guess what I mean is..., after the fucking Kane's been giving me...,
anything else feels..., kinda good...!" admitted Kaleb.

"Are you serious...??" asked Julio, stunned by the information. "Kane fucks
his underlings up the ass...? And yall LET HIM...??!"

"Well..., in MY case he did..." said Kaleb. "...I screwed up his money, so
he took it out on my ass...! Said it was better than killing me...!"

"And you were okay with that...?" asked Julio, astonished anyone would
allow themselves to be treated like that.

"Well..., no..." said Kaleb, not knowing how he felt. "...that's just how
it is..., --that's life!"

"Life doesn't usually consist of ultimatums like `get butt raped or
die...', that's a situation of your environment!" explained Julio. "Believe
me, there are many men who go to work every day without that decision
hanging over their heads!"
	Kaleb stood silently, not sure how to respond. Everyone knows `the
streets' live by a different set of rules, in order to survive, you have to
do what is necessary.... "What did you want to be when you grew up...?"
asked Julio, changing the subject.

"I dunno..." said Kaleb, believing he had no future.

"C'mon..." pressed Julio, wanting to get inside the kid's head. "...there's
gotta be something you've always wanted to be...! A doctor..., a
fireman..., a policeman..., a basketball player...?"
	Kaleb blushed...

"Actually..., I've always wanted to be a cartoonist..." he said, looking
down at the floor.

"Really...??" asked Julio, genuinely surprised. "Can you draw?"

"Kinda..." answered Kaleb, shyly. "...I draw comic book characters and
cartoons..."

"That's wonderful..." smiled Julio, "...see..., everyone's got a talent...,
you just need to know how to focus that into a career that makes money for
you...!" Kaleb nodded in agreement. "Can I see your work someday...?"

"Yeah." answered Kaleb, feeling a little less embarrassed.

"Good..., bring some of your drawings around at the next meeting!"
suggested Julio.

"Okay." smiled Kaleb, assuming he attend another meeting.

"Okay..." said Julio, looking around for his walkie-talkie and
flashlight. "...we'd better get out there with the others on patrol before
it gets too late..."
	Just as Julio spotted his equipment sitting on a nearby table,
Kaleb grabbed his forearm, pulling him back in place...

"Julio..." he started, dropping his eyes to the ground bashfully. Julio
reached up (pinching Kaleb's chin) and lifted the boy's head to see him
face to face.

"Don't be afraid to look a man in his eyes when you speak to him..." he
said as a rule.
	Kaleb looked into the older man's eyes...

"...I just wanted to thank you for helping me..." he said sincerely, his
emotions raw as he allowed his guard to drop. "...no one's ever took the
time to sit down and talk with me like this before...! I appreciate it...!"
he thanked.

"I know..." said Julio, feeling sorry for the boy. "...a lot of young boys
such as yourself never had a father figure sit them down and explain
responsibility to them...! That's what I want this organization to be
about..., reaching those children and showing them that there is more to
life than surviving another day! You're a bright, healthy, handsome young
man..., the world should be yours for the taking...!"
	Kaleb felt an overwhelming desire to hug Julio, but was afraid of
being rejected. Julio however, saw what Kaleb needed in his eyes and
reached out to pull the young teen into his arms, causing Kaleb to lose it
as he began crying like a lost child. Julio understood Kaleb's need to
release, as years of playing it hard and tough finally caught up with him.
	Kaleb felt so moved by Julio's care, (even if it turned out to be
bullshit) that he wanted to do something to show the man his
appreciation. While Julio was hugging Kaleb, he inched his hand down and
began fondling Julio's crotch. At first Julio did nothing to deter it, the
hand felt so good that his dick started to plump up and fatten
immediately. But as Kaleb's fingers began massaging the length of his tool,
he pulled back, breaking the hug...

"Don't..." said the older man, holding Kaleb back by his shoulders.

	Kaleb looks hurt by the rejection...  "I just wanted to..."

"Don't...!" repeated Julio, firmer. "I'm not Kane..., you don't have to
fuck me because I did something nice for you...!"

"I know..." said Kaleb. "...I WANT to!"
	Julio looked shocked.

"You want to what...?" he asked, needing clarification.
	Kaleb looked him dead in the eyes...

"I want to suck your dick!" he smiled confidently, never wanting anything
more in his life.
	Julio didn't know how to respond. No one had offered to suck his
dick for him (without expecting payment for it) in a very long time. The
idea of someone wanting him, wanting his dick, hit him like a can of paint
after spending so much of his life honoring his son's memory. Sensing
reluctance, Kaleb got down onto his knees and began unfastening Julio's
pants before he could change his mind. He unbuckled the belt, unfastened
the clip, pulled down the zipper, then hefted out the hardon he knew was
engorged just for him.
	Unfamiliar with uncut dicks, Kaleb looked at it strangely for a
moment as the foreskin completely covered the head. Not knowing what else
to do, he leaned forward and stuck his tongue into the tiny hole of the
soft floppy skin, finding the sensitive dick head hiding inside. Running
his tongue around in circles, he began tasting pre-cum which was already
starting to ooze from Julio's tip. Julio reached down and pulled back the
foreskin, revealing the round tan head. Kaleb looked up and smiled,
flicking his tongue around the sensitive head before suckling the
crown. Julio squirmed as Kaleb's lips and tongue paid too much attention to
the head. Taking the boy's skull in his hands, he began pushing more dick
between his lips, making his mouth descend on his shaft.

	Julio looked over at the unlocked door, knowing they could be
disturbed at any minute. He knew he should go over and lock it (or better
yet, END this thing with the boy before someone gets hurt), but he didn't
want to stop the train once it pulled out from the station. He could feel
Kaleb's mouth inching further down his dick, taking more of him in, even as
he relaxed his hands on the boy's head. Kaleb was definitely sucking
because he wanted to, not because he was being forced or had to as
punishment.
	Kaleb found sucking Julio's uncut dick a bit trickier than some of
the other's he'd gone down on. The foreskin (which he had no idea what to
do with) kept bunching up in his mouth every time he withdrew towards the
head. He wasn't used to the skin moving so much on normal dicks, and found
it quite nerve-wrecking to say the least. Every time he got into trouble,
Julio would hold the skin down at the base, making his dick appear tighter
so Kaleb's mouth could move easier.

	Kaleb started to enjoy sucking Julio's dick once he realized the
trick of holding the foreskin. He bobbed his head back and forth,
corkscrewing his head naturally as he twisted his mouth around the 8"
shaft. Julio was practically hitting the ceiling as Kaleb's mouth danced
effortlessly across his swollen gland. Every time Kaleb's tongue slid along
the underbelly (with every down stroke), Julio felt more pre-cum ooze from
his sensitive tip, coating across Kaleb's tongue.
	Kaleb could taste the delicious pre-cum that seemed to flow
naturally from Julio's dick. In fact he liked it so much, that he wanted to
taste the onslaught. Sucking faster, he encircled his lips around the
Puerto-Rican sausage and began taking it as deeply as he could. Julio felt
his dick head touching into the back of the boy's hungry mouth, poised to
start deep throating...

	Unable to take anymore of this exquisite punishment, Julio hooked
his hands under Kaleb's armpits and hoisted him up to his feet. Kaleb
wondered what was wrong until he felt Julio undoing his own pants. Julio
turned Kaleb around (away from him), then pulled down his pants and
underwear in one quick yank. Naked from the waist down, Julio positioned
the boy on his knees on his sofa, then pulled his brown cheeks apart.
	Julio had always had an obsession with performing oral sex on
girls, but it wasn't until recently (with Kaleb) that he realized he could
get the same oral pleasure from eating a man's ass. Diving between Kaleb's
cheeks, he latched his mouth onto the boy's brown hole and began sucking,
licking, chewing, poking, swabbing, and lavishing the tight boy cunt with
his tongue. Kaleb couldn't believe how good getting his ass ate felt. He
rested his head along the back of the couch and let Julio have at him,
moaning softly as the older man pulled apart his cheeks and ate his hole
with gusto.

	Julio pressed his face up between Kaleb's ass cheeks, then looked
up over his back and began removing the kid's shirts. He wanted the boy
completely naked as he started to run his hands all over his brown
body. Kaleb pulled his shirt off overhead, then tossed it aside before
resting his head again. He spread his knees to widen his ass cheeks,
occasionally reaching back to pull them apart obscenely and allow Julio's
expert tongue to dive deeper into his body, his facial hairs tickling the
boy's sensitive skin along the crack like soft erotic sandpaper.
	Julio rubbed his hands all over Kaleb's back and buttock, feeling
the soft smooth skin. Eventually he began rubbing the backs of his thighs,
probing his hand up the center until he came across Kaleb's hanging balls
and hard dick. Julio hesitated touching the items, being forced to realize
he was fucking a boy and not a woman. But inevitably he began stroking the
teen's hairless sac, loving the smoothness of the scrotum while he
continued to eat his ass. Kaleb could feel his own dick started to ooze
pre-cum as his body became more excited by the older man's touch.

	All too soon he felt Julio remove his mouth and stand up. With no
lubricant in the house, Julio would have to fuck Kaleb naturally. He pulled
back his foreskin, then rubbed his dick head across the boy's asshole,
allowing his plentiful pre-cum to moisten the anus. Then he slowly
(carefully) began pressing inward, massaging the anal muscles with his dick
head. Kaleb felt the dick starting to make its way into him, and pressed
back against it, wanting it inside him even more than Julio did.  "Take it
easy baby..., it'll get in there..." warned Julio, wanting it to feel good
for both of them.

	Kaleb feel his asshole beginning to open up after the terrific
tonguing it received. He felt Julio's dick head moving into him, slowly
prying him open to where there was no pain at all. Kaleb couldn't believe
he was taking the dick painlessly, no dick had ever entered him without
causing some sort of viscous pain in the beginning (that is until Julio).
	Julio felt the boy's hole open for him, then slowly slid his entire
dick in up to his hairy groin. He buried all 8 inches of his Rican sword,
then felt Kaleb's anal muscles starting to tighten and squeeze around him.
	This was going to be a great fuck.

	Julio pressed his hairy pubes against Kaleb's upturned ass cheeks,
letting the boy know he had all 8 inches buried in his backside. With his
pants down around his ankles, Julio opened his button shirt, then pulled
his wife-beater up overhead to reveal his hairy torso, then laid down
against Kaleb's bare back. Kaleb felt the hairy man's body against him as
he rose up to meet him. Julio pressed his face in behind Kaleb's head, then
slowly started to fuck. "This is definitely one of the best pussy holes I
have ever fucked..." he whispered into the boy's ear. Kaleb beamed with
inner pride as he arched his back and tilted his head backwards. He could
feel Julio pulling and pushing in and out of him, the heavy foreskin
helping the dick glide easier as it moved without effort. While the skin
stayed still, the dick moved back and forth, causing less friction and more
deep probing pleasure.
	Julio hugged Kaleb's young body from behind, running his hands up
his smooth torso, across his hard nipples and down his flat stomach and
into his soft pube hair. Julio ignored Kaleb's dick, stopping at the pubic
hair which he scratched and massaged and pretended housed a juicy clit as
he dug his dick deeper into the boy's ass. Kaleb could feel Julio's hot
breath on the back of his neck as they fucked, his hairy chest and stomach
scratching his smooth skin sensually, causing his body to break out in
goose bumps.
	Kaleb reached back, running his fingers through Julio's shag as he
tilted his head back further. Julio (sensing the boy wanted to kiss) leaned
forward, stretched over his back until their lips met. Julio felt the boy's
soft lips kiss against his own, then felt his wet tongue lick across his
hairy mustache. Kissing was a big part of Julio sex makeup, so he felt
robbed after their first encounter in the alley when he only got limited
access into the boy's hot mouth. This time however, he wanted Kaleb in the
worse way, so he pulled his dick out of his ass (unexpectedly)...

"What's wrong...?" asked Kaleb, knowing Julio hadn't cum yet.

"Nothing baby..., lie down on your back...!" insisted Julio, pushing Kaleb
into position. Kaleb did as told, getting down on his back on the sofa as
Julio pulled his legs open and got in-between. "I want to be able to SEE
your face this time..." he informed as he pushed his hardon back inside.
	Kaleb raised his legs and spread them wide, giving Julio's body all
the room it needed as the older man settled down on top of him. He'd only
been fucked in this position once before, when Kane first took him in his
apartment (chap-1), but it hurt a lot as Kane wasn't compassionate and
didn't care about Kaleb's needs. This time, there was no pain as Julio
pushed up inside him, then lay on top of him chest to chest. Kaleb could
feel the man's balls pressing into his ass, indicating that he had managed
to sheath the entire rod in one move.

"Ain't THIS better...?" asked Julio, kissing Kaleb gently on the lips.

"Definitely..." agreed the boy, wrapping his arms about Julio's neck as he
tilted his head sideways and pulled the man closer to him.
	Julio mashed mouths as he inserted his tongue between the boy's
lips. Kaleb sucked the older man's (cigarette tasting) tongue as Julio once
again began fucking him. This time Julio had complete access to Kaleb's
mouth as he smothered the boy with French kisses.
	Kaleb exhaled into Julio's mouth every time the man thrust into
him, drawing out his breath. After a few minutes of warm up, Julio began
moving his hips, driving his dick deeper and faster. Kaleb could feel the
dick sliding through him, the soft sensitive head poking deep inside his
colon, pressing through soft tissue to bury deep with every thrust.

	Julio was in his zone, fucking Kaleb in this position (missionary)
allowed him to kiss while he fucked, giving him the illusion of fucking a
woman. Ignoring the hard 7" dick poking him in his stomach, he began
pounding his way through Kaleb's soft hole, the amazing boy-pussy becoming
juiced with desire and pre-cum.
	Kaleb began to pant into Julio's mouth, the deep probing pressure
in his ass becoming too good to bear. Each inward stab caused his own dick
to jump with excitement as his prostate was being mutilated. Kaleb didn't
know what was happening to him as his asshole became the center of his
world. He spread his legs wider so the dick could dig deeper, his anus
swallowing every inch as the dick pummeled through him with increasing
speed. Julio began showing signs of weakness as he began to breath harder
as well, holding his open mouth against Kaleb's more so than actually
kissing. The two men panted and moaned in unison as their bodies slapped
together musically. Kaleb was the first to cum (without touching himself)
as his stiff dick suddenly bricked harder, then started hosing great gobs
of cum all over their stomachs.
	He panted and groaned in Julio's mouth as the cum shot from his
body, painting them both in slick white sauce. Julio felt the warm
discharge, but didn't stop fucking as he picked up the pace and pumped
faster. He drove his dick through Kaleb's now tightening, pulsating anus,
with a lust and a power he thought he lost long ago. He banged the boy
beneath him with all the strength his aging body could muster. Then with
one last piercing stroke, rammed his dick balls deep and unloaded.

"AARRRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH...!!!!" he yelled at the top of his
lungs as the cum gushed from his body in rivers. An extremely heavy cummer,
his wide dick slit opened up and allowed what would measure 2 shot glasses
of sperm to fill Kaleb's ass, splashing and splattered against his anal
walls liked tidal waves from an angry tsunami. Kaleb hugged Julio's body
tight as he felt the deluge of sperm entering him, flooding his rectum and
colon, and even gushing from the stretched anal lips to drip down along
Julio's contracting balls to stain against the sofa cushions.
	Julio stayed inside Kaleb for a long time, catching his breath,
resting, and draining his prod as he continued to kiss the submissive boy
and feed him lots of tongue. Kaleb could feel the cum oozing from his
body. He loved the feeling of being completely filled by the older man's
semen. Just knowing he would be carrying the cum around with him (to jack
off with later at home), made his dick hard all over again as he swallowed
Julio's tongue again and again...

"Is THIS what your organization is used for...?!" asked a familiar voice in
the background, startling both man and boy.
	Julio spun around to find one of his members, (Oscar [the man who
protested Kaleb's participation the most]), standing in the doorway
watching.
	Kaleb couldn't help noticing the hard lump in the man's jeans...

"No...! No.., it's not what you think...!" defended Julio, jumping up from
the sofa (and from between Kaleb's spread legs). "Honest...!"
	Oscar saw Julio's hooded dick bouncing down between his legs as he
tried to defend himself, the cum he shot up the boy's ass still dripping
from his wrinkled foreskin...

"Don't even TRY to explain, Julio...! You disgust me, man! Using US as a
front to fuck some teenage ass!" yelled the man, tossing his flashlight and
walkie on the table.

"It's NOT like that...!" pleaded Julio, his reputation on the line.

"It WASN'T like that at all...!" defended Kaleb, getting up off the sofa.

"I TOLD you this boy would be your downfall, Julio!" stated the man,
backing away. "Now you're just gonna have to suffer the consequences when
everybody else finds out!"
	Before Julio could say anything to sway Oscar into believing he
wasn't a pedophile, Oscar turned and walked away, slamming the door shut
behind him.
	Julio wiped his hand across his face nervously, taking a seat on
the couch as he raked his fingers roughly through his hair.

"Do you think he'll tell everybody what he saw...?" asked Kaleb, noting the
worry on Julio's face.

"What do YOU think...??!" snapped the older man, seeing his life disappear
down the drain.

"He won't tell anybody..." said Kaleb (hoping more than believing) as he
stood by the window and watched the man walk down the street.

"How do you know...?" asked Julio, needing a cigarette badly. "HOW do YOU
know he won't tell anybody...??!"

"Because..." said Kaleb, looking back over his shoulder from the
window. "...his dick was hard the whole time...!"

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