Date: Sun, 01 Sep 2002 19:46:09 -0400
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Day My Life Began Book 2, Chapter 8

The story continues. If you are not of legal age to be here, leave now or
ask your parents permission. I don't want someone's parent angry with me.
Don't lose the trust of your parents, believe this or not, they do care
about you. This story is copywrited and protected so don't copy or alter the
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You may e-mail the author at: miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com. I try to respond
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Disclaimer:

Legal of consent varies from state to state and from country to country.
Please make sure you know what the legal age is should you decide to enter
into any kind of a physical relationship. Also, if you have relations with
someone for the first time, make sure to be safe and use protection.

While I do not condone sex between adults and young boys (under the age
of 14), I know it does happen. I will not stand here and preach morality
but strongly urge that intercourse be saved until you are sure of your
feelings when you decide to show the ultimate act of love.

This is the final chapter to the series. I want to apologise for taking so
long to finish the chapter. This is a story of fiction and is ment to be how
things could be insted of how they are in reality. I hope you have enjoyed
this story as much as I have enjoyed writing it.

I wish to thank all of you who have read this and my other story, Julio.

DEDICATION

In Loving Memory To:
Ashton Cody Sanchez
Jan 5, 1989 to June 29, 2002

This chapter is dedicated to my late son Cody. His bright smile and
infectious laugh in gone but not forgotten. I feel his presence every time
I sit down to the computer.


The Day My Life Began, Book 2

A New Beginning - Life With My Two Boys

Chapter 8 - Once a Boy, Now A Man

	Bryce came back in and snuggled next to me and said. "Terry said for me to
come to see her tomorrow after school and we can work out a schedule. I told
her it would be easier if I had day shifts and she said she would take care
of things."
	The rest of the evening passed without further comment about tomorrow. I
had to admit though, I wasn't quite sure how things were going to go and I
didn't want Bryce getting upset. I felt if things were taken slow and his
father explained things gently, Bryce would understand. This kid does have a
head on his shoulders. Only tomorrow knows what's in store.
	I slept soundly and because I had to work only a half day today, I could
sleep in until 7 or so. I would pick Bryce up at school and take him to the
station so he could get his schedule. I heard the phone ring once then stop.
I rolled over thinking it was a wrong number but Bryce got it ofter the solo
ring. He was talking to Terry about his schedule and she had asked him if he
wanted to put in a few hours this afternoon which he gladly accepted. He
quickly went upstairs and changed his clothes and put on his uniform. He and
Jimmy walked out the door and headed to the bus stop for their final day of
class. Several girls thought he was "hot" in is uniform while a couple of
boys tried giving him a hard time.
	Jimmy had already worked things out with Davey on what they were going to
do when school got out today. Jimmy would catch the bus with Davey and head
over to his house for a few hours before their outing tonight.
	I tried to go back to sleep but my bladder wouldn't allow that so I decided
to rise and shine. I had poured my first cup of coffee when the phone rang.
It was Terry telling me that Bryce would be working from 12:30 until 5 and
could I see he gets to the station. I informed her I would then proceeded to
finish reading the morning paper along with my coffee.
	By the time I finished my last cup of coffee, it was almose 10:30 so I
decided to get ready for work. I went upstairs and laid out a clean uniform
shirt and put all the necessary hardware in it's proper place. I turned on
the shower and then got clean underwear and proceeded to get clean. I was
about half finished when I suddenly realized that there wasn't someone else
in here with me. This had been almost a daily routine since Bryce had
arrived and I suddenly realized I missed presence.
	I thought to myself. "Man Mark, you have it bad. This kid has really got a
hold on your heart. Have you taken leave of your senses? Shit man, he's only
a kid. Yeah, a 15 year old who knows what he wants. How can this be handled
so everyone gets what they want without getting hurt?"
	That was the million dollar question, I thought. I thought about it until I
was ready to walk out the door when an idea hit me like a ton of bricks.
"Yes, that it! That's the perfect solution and if the cards are played just
right, everyone would be a winner." I had a smile on my face as I closed the
door to the house and got into the Ram to pick up Bryce for his first day of
work. I thought a little more until I pulled into the school parking lot
just as the kids were coming out for the summer.
	Just as Bryce opened the door, Davey and Jimmy came running up to the
truck. The boys told me they would walk home from Davey's so they could get
ready for their evening out with Chris, Trey and the others. I told them
that he would call the house around 5:30 and they said they would be there
as they headed for the bus.
	I called 521 to advise them that I would be at the station in about 15
minutes so Bryce would not have to miss any calls.
	When we arrived, Terry took Bryce into her office and took his picture so
she could issue him his ID card that every person was required to wear on
their uniform at all times. I went out to my unit and took mine off the
visor and clipped it to my collar just as the ambulance pulled into the
parking lot. Terry issued Bryce his pager so he and every other member would
know what was happening in case there was a need for extra personnel when
they were away from the station.
	As Bryce was heading out to meet the crew, the alarm sounded. He gave me a
quick hug then jumped into the back of the rig and was off on his first
call. I heard the dispatch and it was only a minor injury so his first call
would be routine. I knew it would be only a matter if time before he had his
baptism by fire.
	I was sitting inside chatting with Terry when she asked if Bryce would be
staying in the states or heading back "down under?" The question took me by
surprise and I asked her "why do you ask?"
	She smiled and said. "He's a neat kid Mark who really loves you more that
you may even realize and I would hate to see him be torn away from you by a
person he dosen't even know."
	I took a gulp of my soda and swallowed hard. What was she seeing that I
wasn't? Were things that noticeable to others as they appear to be to her?
Shit, what have I done?" I asked her "What do you mean, girl?"
	She laughed and said. "Quiet, mate! Don't 'ave a heart attack on me now. I
see how he lights up when your name is mentioned and to quite honest, I've
tried to 'it on him myself but he wouldn't give me a go. We're mates and all
but I've also figured out he's gay. Don't worry Mark, I know you would never
hurt the lad and no one will know, at least not from me. I also told Bryce
that and he said he would not light up so bright when he hears your name."
	As soon as I was able to coax my heart from my throat, I sopke. "Shit girl,
next time hit me with an engine. The leaat you could have done was tell me
this at home and not in the staion. I just don't want to lose him."
	We finished chatting then I heard a page for a mutiple vehicle accident so
I decided to hit the streets.
	"Rescue 16, Second ambulance call, Rescue 9 assist, Squad 9. Holland and
Plaza. Multiple vehicle accident with injuries. Possible entrapemnt.
Priority one. Time 1306. Rescue 16, Second ambulance call Rescue 9 assist,
Squad 9. Holland and Plaza. Multiple vehicle accident with injuries.
Possible entrapemnt. Priority one. Time 1306."
	I was listening to the call when I heard. "521 we're less than a mile from
the scene, we'll handle for Rescue 16. 10-4 521 I'll send you the call.
Rescue 9 you can 10-19 (cancel your response). The voice said over the
radio. "Also, dispatch, 521 is clear from our last call with the patient
refusing transport."
	I thought "He's had the training, passed all the expams and did well on
practical exercises. Now is the time Bryce will either sink or swim. I heard
Dave tell the dispatcher that he would take command so I knew there was a
friendly face should he freeze. I went on about my business and let them
handle things. I would get a report later if something happened.
	I was near the hosptial so I decided to see if things were still on for
tonight. As I was heading to his room, I saw Neil leaving. "Hey man, what's
up?"
	He smiled and said "Look at these" as he handed me a file folder. I opened
and my eyes wanted to fly out of my head.
	Bryce's father was all I had heard he was and more. It seems his projects
had done very well and if handled properly would allow Bryce to live very
comforatably.
	I entered his room and saw him watching the tube. "Afternoon Tom." I said
trying to remain upbeat. "Are we still on for tonight?" I asked. Hoping we
were. Then Tom dropped his little bomb shell.
	"You bet mate, we are." He repiled. "I'd like to have a few words with you
alone if that's alright, first?
	I looked at my watch to see what time is was and it read 1:30. It was a
slow day so I decided to call in and take the rest of the afternoon off. My
boss didn't have a problem with it and he said to keep the Ram until 5:00 in
case there was an emergency. I looked at Tom and said. "I have the rest of
the day off. I'm going to get myself something to drink and come back up
here so we can talk. Is there something I can get for you?" He told me he
wanted a large soda so I got him that while I was getting myself one.
	It took me about 15 minutes to go to the cafeteria and get back to his
room. I pulled up a chair and Tom began to tell me what he knew about Bryce.
It seemed he know quite about the boy even though he had never met him
personally.
	Tom began speaking. "I know quite a bit about the lad even though we've
never been properly introduced to him. I always knew where his mother lived
and as he grew, I would secretly watch the lad play with his mates. When he
was in school, I would go there to see him and I must admit, I was a bit
jealous that I wasn't a part of his life. By the time he was eight, he had a
striking resemblance to me and I'm glad he still does. By the time he was
eleven, I wondered why he never had the Shelia's hanging onto him but I was
quite shy meself when I was his age so I never gave it much thought. One day
when he was twelve, I saw him and friend go into the woods and I did
something that opened my eyes about my son. Now, don't get me wrong Mark.
What I did was wrong but it has given me a better insight into my son's
background."
	"The two lads went into a very secluded spot and began undressing each
other. Well, I won't go into details but I knew then that Bryce was
different of the other lads. I also knew if the other blokes found out about
his secret, they could make his life a living hell." Tom stopped speaking
and took a drink of his soda.
	I had to coax my heart back out of my throat because it was racing a mile a
minute and suddenly I was afraid that he was going to try to take him away
from me. I looked at him and said. "Tom, it's not uncommon for boys that age
to experiment with each other. So how do you know it wasn't a passing
fancy?"
	Tom took another sip then continued. "They had met each other for about
four months until his parents left for Queensland and Bryce was devistated.
It seemed like he'd lost all interest in everything. Shortly after that, his
mum decided to come back to the states. I had a friend here so I had him try
to keep and eye on them and that's how I learned she had died. I also found
out that the foster family he was living with were into drugs and you became
his new foster parent. I do have to say, he seems very well adjusted and
happy. He's seems more interested in school than he's ever been and I'm glad
he has decided on a career with the fire brigade, although I will worry
about him.
	I finally regained my composure and was able to think again. "Are you
saying that you are upset that Bryce may be gay?" I asked very honestly.
	Tom thought for a second and replied. "I'll admit that  was shaken by my
discovery but I've had time to adjust to the idea that he may indeed be gay.
although it dosen't matter to me what he is as long as he is happy."
	Suddenly there was a knock on the door. It opened and there stood Bryce in
his uniform looking quite sharp. "Hi, Dad. Hello Mr. Collins, sir." he said.
	"Hey sport." I answered. "What are you doing here?"
	"We brought in that accident victim." Bryce said. The guys are having
lunch. Since I ate before leaving school, I'm not huungry. So I decided to
see you here. I saw the Ram outside.
	"There is something I think you should know." I said to him.
	"What?" Bryce asked. "Are you're going to tell me that he's my father? If
that's it, I've already figured that out. We are the spitting image of each
other."
	I never could accuse him of being slow. "Well yes son, you're right. This
is your father."
	Bryce walked over to the man and gave him a hug. "Why didn't you try to see
me when I was younger?"
	Tom took a sip of his drink to clear his throat. "Well son, it wasn't for
me not wanting too but your mum said she didn't want me in your life. I
hadn't been all that good a father when you were younger but I did try to
provide for you. You see lad, your mum was a proud woman and wanted to make
a go of it on her own. I respected he wishes, but I'm sorry I didn't stand
up more for myself so I could see you. I've been regretting that decision
every day of my life." Tom paused for a second before continuing. "No son, I
not going to try to take you away from Mark. I know he's done well for you
and I know you two love each other quite a lot so I won't do that to either
of you."
	Bryce started to speak when his field instructor called him on the radio
saying they had to get back on the street.
	I told Bryce that we would came back here tonight and visit after we had
dinner downstairs in the cafeteria. He gave us both a kiss and headed for
the elevator.
	Tom had to wipe his eyes after getting his kiss from Bryce. I knew that
that was probably the first kiss he had ever received from him so I didn't
say anything. Besides, what could I say? He was, after all, his father.
	When I stood to kiss Bryce back, I noticed he had started to sprout wood in
his pants. This was also seen by Tom and I was afraid that he was going to
say something to that effect, but he didn't.
	We continued chatting and when I looked up at the clock, I suddenly
realized that we had been talking for over two hours. I had to get myself in
gear and get the boys ready for their night out with Chris, Trey and his
friends. I told Tom that we would be back around 7 or so and he said that he
couldn't wait to talk with Bryce some more.
	I took the Ram back to the station and went to pick up Jimmy and Davey. On
my way back to the station, Trey called me on my cell phone to asked if
things were still on for tonight and I said they were. We got home about
4:45 and the boys went and took their shower so they would be ready when
Trey arrived.
	Just as I was about to head upstairs, the phone rang and it was Trey asking
if he could pick the boys up in about 15 minutes rather than wait until six.
Just as I was about to answer him, Jimmy and Davey came running downstairs
dressed and ready to go. I told Trey it was fine to come and get them.
	I told the boys Trey was on his way over and to let me know when he arrived
so I knew they were leaving. I headed upstairs and began to get undressed so
I could take a shower. I set out clean clothes and turned on the shower just
as Jimmy came bounding into the room. He told me Trey was here and they were
leaving. I told him I expected the two of them to behave themselves because
Trey had permission to punish them as he saw fit if they didn't. Jimmy's
eyes got big when he heard that but what he didn't know was I hadn't said
anything like that to Trey.
	Jimmy gave me a hug and kiss before he went out to Trey's car and he said
they would be good. I took my uniform off and stepped into the shower. Just
as I began to wash my hair, I felt two arms wrap around my waist. I opened
my eyes to see my beautiful Bryce standing there in all is glory. I also
felt his manhood standing proudly at attention. Mine was soon in a similar
state.
	Bryce took over soaping my body with his very talented hands making sure to
clean every nook and cranny spotless. As soon as he hit the crack of my ass,
I let out a little moan. When his finger probed my pucker, I shuddered. He
gently inserted his finger and found my magic button. Bryce stroked my
prostate with his finger as his other stroked my meat and soon had me
exploding against the shower wall. Bryce quickly wrapped his arms around my
waist so I didn't fall on my ass and began to probe my mouth with his
tongue.
	When I regained my composure, I rinsed my self off and decided to return
the favor to my beautiful god. I started on his hair stopping only to allow
him the chnce to rinse the shampoo out. I then washed his chest paying
attention to his cute dark brown nipples. When I would come in contact with
one, he would close his eyes and suck in air. I slid my hands around to his
back and washed that along with his shoulders. When he rinsed off, I did his
legs and feet allowing him ample time to make sure all the soap was gone
before he set a foot back on the floor. I lathered my hands and washed his
gorgeous manhood. This was the first time that I allowed myself to touch his
dick. It was hard as steel yet soft as a newborn baby's behind. I slid his
foreskin back and carefully cleaned his purple head. As soon as I touched
it, I felt him shudder and moan in approval to the ministrations I was
giving him. Next, I soapped his muscular behind and gently washed his
buttocks. I then slipped a finger inside coming in contact with his pink
pucker. As soon as I came into contact with his hole, it seemed to open as
if it had a mind of it's own and pull my finger inside. My right index
finger was gently snaking it's way inside when I felt Bryce's prostate. At
first contact, Bryce moaned and my left hand reached for his rod and I
gently began to storke his boy toy and massage his love button. Soon, Bryce
was rocking back and forth in time to my stroking and pushing. Within a few
minutes, I sensed Bryce beginning to tense telling me of his impending
release. I eased off on massaging his prostate and allowed things to ease
off a little but he would have none of that. He would thrust his butt back
onto my finger as I pumped on his tool demanding it's release. I granted him
his wish. I push my finger deeper into his hole and pumped for all I was
worth.
	Bryce let out a loud moan then I felt him shudder releasing his first jet
blast of hot male love juice. Two, three four powerful blasts came out of
his tool. Then he had three more less powerful shots followed by a small
drool of creamy liquid. I removed my finger from his hole and wrapped my arm
around his waist, returning the favor he gave me only minutes earlier. I let
him rinse the soap off his now deflating stick and I held him tightly as he
returned to earth from his mind blowing orgasm and I rised off his smooth
buttocks and his pucker.
	"Man, what a rush." Bryce said with a grin from ear to ear. "I've never had
a cum like that before. Not even when Jimmy and Davey did it. You have very
talented fingers Mark. Thank you."
	With that, he sent his tongue exploring for my tonsils. If thay hadn't been
removed when I was five, he would have done the job on the spot.
	We both rinsed off again and stepped out of the shower and got dried. I
looked at the clock on the night stand and it read 6:15 PM. I looked at
Bryce and said. "We better shake a leg because we don't want to keep your
father waiting.
	We dressed quickly and were out the door heading off to the hospital. It
only took five minutes to get there so we had plenty of time to go and eat
before we went up to the third floor to Tom's room.
	I bought Tom a large soda on our way out of the cafeteria. For a hospital,
the food wasn't all that bad. A perosn could survive if they had to. We
exited the elevator and were soon in front of Tom's door. Bryce knocked
before we entered. I handed Bryce the drink and he carried it over to his
father and set it on his table giving him a hug.
	We sat down and Tom looked at Bryce with about as much love as I had for
the boy. He had managed to take a few photographs of him without his
knowledge and Bryce was surprised to see them.
	When he a younger, he was a mop topped kid who stayed covered on only the
necessary places. I had to laugh because Bryce look a lot different now than
he did back then although he manages to keep himself tanned.
	"How way your day, son?" Tom asked his son once he regined his composure.
	Bryce smiled as the word son registered in his head. "Not bad for my first
day." He shuffled through the picutres his father had handed him and then
all of a sudden he swallowed hard.
	We both noticed this and Tom asked. "What's wrong, son?"
	Bryce just sat there staring at the photograph. Soon tears started to roll
down his face.
	Tom slid over to Bryce and looked at the picture that caused his son to
totally break down. Then he did something that took me by surprise. He
lifted his son up and sat him on his lap and rocked him as if he were a new
born baby. "Sshh, now son." He wispered. "It's alright. I know, he was your
best mate. That's why I've held onto this photo so long."
	Bryce just stayed there in his father's arms and let all his emotions roll
from his body. He must layed there for at least fifteen minutes without
saying a word.
	Then he looked up as his father wispered into his ear. "I know you two had
something very special." Tom said.
	"Bu bu but how do you know?" Brice stammered.
	Tom took a sip of his drink then a long deep breath. Then he began to
explain to his son how he knew. "Well son, it's like this. I'd been secretly
watching you for several months at school and I saw you two becoming real
pals. I would see you to sneek off into the woods after class some days and
I began to wonder what you were up to.
	At first, I thought you were having a smoke until I went down to the creek
after you two left but I didn't see any signs of cigarettes. Then I thought
you may have been skinny dipping but the water was still a little cold for
that. So one day I decided to follow you two just to see what you were
doing."
	Bryce shifted on Tom's lap as he took another sip of his soda then
continued speaking to his son. "I found a spot where I could see you but not
be seen. Mind you, I'm not proud of the fact I went spying on you. I thought
you were, well I didn't know what you were doing. But, when I saw you two
holding each other, I had a pretty good idea."
	When Bryce heard this, he broke down again. Like before, Tom held him while
he cryed. After another ten minutes, Bryce looked up at him and spoke almost
snapping at him. "You hate me now, don't you? Come on admit it, you hate
me."
	Tom put his finger over Bryce's lips and said. "Sush that noise right this
minute. I don't hate you."
	"Yeah, right." Bryce shot back.
	I had to speake up after that. "Bryce! First of all, you don't talk like
that to an adult. Next, you didn't even give your father the chance to
finish speaking before you interrupted. Now give him a chance to finish
telling you every thing he has to say. Understand?"
	Bryce nodded his head and whispered "Sorry, dad."
	Tom began to speak again. "Lad, do you think you were the first boy to ever
experiment with a person of the same sex? While Bryce was shaking his head,
his father continued. I happen to know first hand that you're not. The
reason I know is this, I did it to when I was your age and there is nothing
to be ashamed of."
	Bryce looked at his father not wanting to believe what he was saying at
first. But there was something in his father's eyes that told him he wasn't
lying. "Would it matter if I liked boys instead of girls?"
	Tom looked at him and asked. "Are you happy with who you are?"
	He had to think about that for a minute or two before answering. "Yes sir,
I am."
	"Then, what you are isn't important. It's who you are, that is the only
thing that matters." Tom said smiling.
	"Would you have any objections to Mark adopting me?" Bryce asked.
	"Not at all." Tom replied. "I'll even go to court with you two and give the
judge my blessing."
	He hugged his father and once again he started to cry. This time it was
tears of happiness and relief. Tom brought his lips to Bryce's ear and with
his eyes looking straight at me said. "I would, however, wait until you were
a year or two older before you two become involved physically. Besides, it
wouldn't surprise me if you were crawling into bed with Mark at night."
	This time I was sputtering while my ass was sucking wind. How could he have
figured all that out? I guess it was the same way Terry did. "Well then, I
guess I should start the ball rolling and get hold of my lawyer to get the
papers filed." I said.
	Tom spoke up again. "In Australia, the age of consent is 15 unlike here
where it's 18."
	What I had thought of earlier that day came back to me. "Tom, I have the
perfect solution to this situation." When I made this statement, Bryce had a
puzzled look on his face. "Don't worry son, I know this will work and you
will be happy."
	Bryce was still lost. I could see it on his face when I said. "Tom, I'll
talk to you later if that's alright with you?"
	"Not a problem." Tom answered. "I'll be here for another day or two."
	"When you are ready to be discharged, you can stay with us. Is that
agreeable with you?"
	Tom thought for a minute then said. "I accept, that is very gracious of
you."
	I looked at my watch and it read 8:55 PM. Visiting hours are over at 9 so
we decided to head on home. "Let me know when you can leave and I'll come
pick you up. Visiting hours are over in five minutes so we should get
going."
	We said our fare well's and Bryce gave his father a hug and kiss before he
would leave the room. As we were waiting for the elevator I began to wonder
how Jimmy and Davey behaved. As we stepped into the elevator, I felt Bryce's
arm slip around my waist. I felt his arm gently squeeze me and I looked down
into his eyes.
	He looked up at me with both love and confusion. I kissed him on the
forehead as the doors opened to the lobby. We walked out to the truck and
and I said. "What's wrong, son?"
	"Nothing, pop." He started. "I just can't figure this out. He acts like he
really missed me all these years but he never tried to find me until now. It
just doesn't make sense."
	When we reached the Ram and I got in, I fastened my seatbelt and said.
"Sure it does son. Your father loves you very much. He knew you were safe
and sound here in the states with me. Then when he saw you for himself, he
knew he made the right decision to let you stay. Sure, he spied on you but
he was worried that you might be doing something a boy your age shouldn't
have. He saw you and your friend starting to make out so he left. He didn't
need to know the details nor did he want to. He has totally accepted you for
who you are and still loves you. That's why he's letting me adopt you. Now
does this make sense?"
	Bryce was quiet for a while mulling all this over in his head. I could even
see the gears grinding away in his head. He turned his head to me and said.
"Yeah, pop. I finally do. It took me a while to put everything together but
I finally realize where he is coming from. You know something? I really love
him. Not like I love you, but I do."
	"I know what you mean, son." I said. There are all different types of love.
I'm glad you have come to terms with this."
	He looked at me and asked. "Now, what were you two talking about earlier in
at the hospital?"
	Shaking my head, I replied. "Sorry son, I'm not saying until I have all my
ducks in a row. If I told you and things didn't work out, I don't want you
getting upset." On the way home, I called Neil at home and made an
appointment for Monday so I could put my plan in motion.
	Bryce didn't like this but he did accept it. I could see he was pouting a
little but I wasn't going to give in to him. Like I told him, I didn't want
his hopes getting up if anything were to do wrong.
	As we pulled into the dirveway, Trey was dropping my other two off. "Well
boys, I see you aren't tied to the top of the car so you must have behaved
yourselves." I said winking to Trey.
	"Yeah we did dad." Jimmy said. "Huh, tie us to the roof of the car? You
wouldn't have done that, whould you Trey?" Looking into his eyes.
	"Well now?" Trey said, scratching his chin. "Let's just say it was a good
thing you two behaved and my rope was back at home." He rubbed his arm when
Davey punched him.
	"I'm hurt!" Jimmy said pouting letting his lower lip stck out some to add
to his expression.
	Trey unfastened his seat belt, opened the door and flew out chasing Davey
playfuly as the boy squeeled in delight. Soon Jimmy was chasing after Trey.
Bryce wasn't going to be left out in the fun and he took off after Jimmy.
After a few minutes of running, squeeling and panting, the two little
monsters were being carried over the shoulders of Trey and Bryce and all you
could see was their legs kicking wildly in the air. Chris decided the safest
place to stay was in the car when I heard both boys saying. "Lemme down,
lemme down!"
	I couldn't resist the temptation of smacking their backsides a couple of
times each. The older of me three then proceeded to dump his little parcel
gently on the ground as Davey looked over to Jimmy saying, "Thanks moron,
and popped Jimmy on the arm."
	Jimmy jumped up and started chasing Davey saying "who you calling a moron,
nit wit!" And the race was on again. Soon I had two monstors running around
the front lawn like a couple of funny farm rejects. As they ran past me, I
scooped each one up in an arm and held onto the pair as they continued to
exchange pleasantries with each other.
	"See what I have to put up with?" I said to Trey with a smile on my face.
He just stood there with a smile on his face nodding his head in agreement
and he took a turn at swatting the boys behinds before heading back over to
his car to get Chris home.
	He started his car and they both waved good bye as they drove off. I
carried the two wiggle worms into the house and dumped them on the couch. I
looked at them in a mock frown saying. "Well, that sure was a nice way to
impress a guest. Now he'll be thinking I'm raising two uncooth children who
don't have manners."
	Bryce was standing there with his arms folded across his chest shaking his
head. He said "Crikey, pop! The lot of them ought to dumped down the
dunney."
	Jimmy started to jump off the couch at Bryce when I pushed him back down
and "alright boys, time to settle down."
	I reached down and scooped Jimmy up into my arms and gave him a hug letting
him know that he was forgiven. He just gave me that develish grin he always
does to worm himself back into my good graces. I gave him a kiss on his
cheek and told them it was time to settle down and get ready for bed.
	"Aw, dad." Jimmy wined in my ear. "It's still early. Do we really have to
do to bed yet?"
	I looked him into the eyes and replied. "Ok, you don't have to go to bed
but you do have to get into your night clothes."
	He wiggled down and the two of them were up the stairs like a shot and came
back down carrying their robes wearing only a smile as they settled down on
the couch to watch some television. I went up to my room and got into my
sweat pants and Bryce came back down wearing only his robe and joined me on
my recliner for a little snuggle and cuddle. We found a movie on HBO and
unwound from the evening's activities.
	After the movie went off, I noticed two boys sound asleep on the couch with
their arms wrapped around each other. I gently unwrapped Jimmy from Davey
and carried him upstaris while Bryce got Davey. We tucked them into bed,
covered them and gave each one a kiss good night. As I was closing the door,
I heard the boys mumble in unison saying "good night, dad. Good night
brother."
	We each returned their "good nights" and headed back downstairs to make
sure everything was off and secured before we went to bed. After doing our
nightly ministrations, I slid into bed then Bryce spooned himself against my
chest. I kissed him good night and turned the night light off and drifted
off to dream land.
	The next day being a Saturday, I had the day off so this old man could
sleep in. That was until my bladder started it's usual morning rendition of
the "I'm Fixen To Wet Your Bed Blues" and made me get up to see it didn't
happen less I drown Bryce. Then I would get of ribbing that I soon wouldn't
forget. Once that was taken care of, I smelled coffee courtesy of my setting
it up the night before. It was taking hold of my nose and leading me
magicaly down the stairs and into the kitchen.
	I poured a cup of my liquid wake up juice and retreived the newspaper from
the front poarch. I had a cup of that liquid elixer beofre may to rejects
from the funny farm came bounding down the stairs to greet me.
	"Morning Dad." Jimmy said heading for the pantry. He grabbed the box of
Frosted Flakes while Davey got two bowls from the cabnet.
	I looked over the newspaper and say what they were eating and thought
"Great, when the sugar hits them they will be bouncing off the walls wound
up tighter than an eight day clock." "Morning boys." I replied. "Did you two
manage to magically get some manners while you slet?"
	Davey was the frist to fall for the dangling hook I set in front of them.
"Yes, pop. We got manners. Wait a minute. We always have manners."
	Oh, then what was last nights display?" I asked. Your version of "How To
Win Friends and Influence People?"
	"No!" Davey said trying to defend himself. "You started it when you said
Trey could tie us on the roof. But you should have seen us last night at the
restraunt. We were perfect gentlemen."
	Bryce heard this while coming into the kitchen and couldn't resist getting
in on the act by saying. "That's only because they didn't know you as well
as we do otherwise they would have seen through the act you were putting
on."
	"Oh, come on." Jimmy said pouting. "You are making us look like we are
always messing up."
	I could see that they were starting to take this to literally so I brought
it to an end. "Ok boys, settle down. We were only picking on you. We know
you really aren't bad kids. But I have to admit that you are very gullable."
	They looked up at me and realized they had been had. Jimmy was standing
near me and I pulled him on to my lap and hugged him saying. "Did you two
have a good time last night?"
	Jimmy finally smiled and said. "Yeah and Mrs. Wells said we could have what
ever we wanted and it was on the house."
	"Oh great." I said smiling at them. "There goes their profits for the
month. Haven't you heard the nick-names the manager at the Corrall has given
you two? He calls you two Hoover and Kirby." (Named after two vaccuum
cleaners.) Jimmy was pouting again. He knew he couldn't argue that point.
They both were walking steam shovels when it came to food. Bryce was no
slouch in that department. When we go to a regular restraunt, my credit card
chokes, sputters and hic-cups before the company finally gives then an
authorization number to complete the transaction.
	When breakfst and picking was done, we went into the living room when I
heard the phone ring. It was Tom and it seems he was being dischared. He
said he would go back to the hotel if it was too soon for him to come over.
"Nonsense" I said. "I'll be there is a few minutes."
	I went to pick Tom up while the I had boys changed Bryce's bed and cleaned
up his room a bit. Then Bryce said "Dad, have you lost your mind? You want
him to know you and I sleep together in the same bed. He'll hate me for
sure."
	"Relax," I said heading towards the door. "Don't you remember what he said
last night. He dosen't care as long as you are happy. Besides, what makes
you think anything will happen while he's here? Even though he understands
how things are, it doesn't mean we would do anything while he's here in our
home. I will show respect to our guest."
	While we were on our way back home we had a chance to discuss my idea for
Bryce. We talked about all the pros and cons but decided it was worth the
chance. We even figured out what the worst case scenario would be. I took
the long way home on purpose so we could have plenty of time to talk but I
forgot about two boys that would want meet their newest brother's father.
	As I pulled into the driveway, two rascals came running out of the house
like their pants were on fire. We managed to exit the Ram before being on
the receiving end of twenty questions. I corraled my boy while Tom got Davey
then we headed for the house. As I sat Jimmy down on his feet I said. "Don't
you two have any manners or did you lose them last night?"
	Davey was still on Tom's shoulder when he felt a semi-sharp sting to his
butt. "Hey, cut that out! This isn't funny."
	Tom set him down and looked up at him thinking he was the guilty party.
That was until he saw Bryce standing behind him and tried to run at him.
	I stepped in front of the boys and while corraling then again said.
"Alright you two. I know you can behave even if it's only for a few minutes
at a time."
	"Crikey," Tom said. "You got your hands full with the lot of them, don't
you?"
	I nodded and smiled then said. "It's not that bad. I wouldn't give this
crew up for the world, even though I have to ask myself if I haven't totally
lost my mind."
	I was just about to say something to them againg when the room suddenly
began to smell like rotten eggs when Bryce spoke up saying, "Damn, what
crawled inside you and died or didn't you make it to the dunny in time?"
	Davey followed suit holding his nose and saying "shit dude!! No more
lobster for you. You're rank!"
	Jimmy was just satanding there with a big shit eating grin on his face
saying "you know what they say about pay backs, don't you?"
	I had to go into the family room on that. Tom was right behind me when I
said to the boys "why don't you three go out and play for a while?" When
they left, Tom and I ironed out a few more details about our appointment on
Monday.
	The rest of the weekend went by quickly and quietly, thank God. Before I
knew it, it was time to see Neil. Tom and I headed over to his office hoping
we could get this fast tracked on the docket. Since Tom was willing to give
his blessing to us, the judge may agree also.
	Neil was waiting when we arrived and we headed to the conference room. I
laid out what I wanted and Tom stated he was in agreement. Neil got his
secretary to change a few things on the paper work he uses to fast track an
adoption and had them printed out for our signatures. "All right Niel, now
go and earn the big bucks I'm paying you."
	Neil just shook his head and looked up to the ceiling. We shook hands and
returned home. It would be a few days before we knew one way or another when
the case would be heard.
	On Thursday, I received a call from Neil on my cell phone telling me the
case was on the docket for Monday morning at 10 AM. "Shit!" I thought. "I
have to wait another weekend but now I can at least tell Bryce what my plan
is going to be." I decided to wait until Friday before I told Bryce so he
would be able to work with out having this on his mind.
	Friday night, I decided to take everyone out to dinner and tell Bryce and
the boys what Tom and I had been working on. Neil said that since he saw the
case on the fast track docket we stood a very good chance to get my plan
approved.
	We arrived at the restraunt and the three of them were acting like their
feet were on fire as we headed to our table. After I order drinks for
everyone I began to speak. "I know you are all wondering what Tom and I have
been up to with regards to Bryce. Over the past few months, I have come to
realize a few things. The first of which is that I do indeed love Bryce very
much. Next, Bryce is way ahead of himself in school which means he will be
able to graduate a full year early. I'm sure you all know what career he
wishes to chose and I do support him in this. If things stay on track as
they are now, Bryce will be able to enter the Fire Academy when he is 17."
	The drinks arrived so I stopped where I was and we were ready to place our
order. When the waiter left, I continued where I left off. "Seeing that
Bryce will only be 17, the Academy would make him wait a full year before he
could enter. But I'm not willing to wait a year to see this happen. So what
I decided and Tom agreed to as well, is for me not to adopt Bryce."
	Jimmy almost choked on his soda and Bryce suddenly went pale. Jimmy said "
Bu bu bu but Dad, why? Don't you want Bryce to be your son and my brother?"
	I looked at Jimmy and smiled saying "I don't need a piece of paper to tell
me that." Then I turned to Bryce and said "son, in order for you to be able
to go to the Fire Academy at 17, you need to be an adult in the eyes of the
law. So here is the plan. Instead of adopting you, I am asking the court to
emancipate you."
	"Eminceawho?" Jimmy said.
	I laughed a little and replied "emancipate. It means to make an adult. See
boys when this happens, Bryce will be an adult in the eyes of the law. He
has the right to make up his own mind and he dosen't need my permission. As
a 17 year old adult, he would even be able to get married on his own."
	Bryce was letting all this digest. I don't think he was expecting this but
after a few minutes he suddenly began to smile. He gave me his wicked smile
and I had a very good idea of what he was thinking about too. "Pop, I think
I already know the answer to this but I just have to ask it anyway. I can
still stay where I'm at, right?"
	"Do you really think I need to answer that, son?" I said smiling. He shook
his hand and I said "I didn't think so."
	When the chow hounds finished eating everything in sight, we all headed
back to the house. As soon as we entered the house, Jimmy and Davey headed
upstairs like their pants were on fire. I looked up just as they were about
to come down in their usual evening wear. "Hold it boys." I said. "Not with
company and I don't care what Tom says this time. Now scoot!" They returned
wearing their speedos. I just shook my head because I knew I was beat. I
never told them what to put on but something had to worn. I went and changed
into my usual and so did Bryce. When I hit the recliner, I was soon joined
by my love. He snuggled close and he pulled my right arm over his shoulder
to his chest and he held my left hand in his. After a few minutes of this, I
looked into his eyes and said "are you happy, son?" He just pulled my arm
tighter on to his chest so I knew his answer.
	After the news went off, I turned off the television and locked the doors.
Jimmy and Davey were already asleep so Bryce and I each carried one up to
bed. We said good night to Tom and Bryce gave his father a hug and kiss
before coming into our room. We each did our nightly ministrations and were
soon ready for bed.
	When Bryce came to bed, he rolled over to face me then began to speak.
"Dad, does this also mean what I think it does?" He looked deep into my eyes
and he could tell by what he saw, that the answer was yes. He slid his arm
under my pillow and scooted closer to me so he could embrace me. He looked
deep into my eyes and said "I love you very much Dad. At first I wasn't sure
what you were saying but after listening closly, I understood every word you
said. I felt his hand inching closer to my groin and I put my hand on his
and stopped his progress. He knew what I was telling him even though I
hadn't spoke.
	I did, however, kiss him deep before turning the light off. Bryce spooned
himself against me and we were both soon drifting off to sleep.
	This had to be one of the longest weekends in my life. Jimmy and Davey were
really showing off and on more than one occasion I was ready to hang them
both by their feet until they were twenty one. Tom was enjoying their
antics. "I can arrange it that you can take those two back to Australia with
you." I said with a straight face.
	About thirty seconds after I said that Jimmy suddenly realized what I said
and he pouted out of the room.
	Monday finally arrived and none too soon for me. Davey asked if he could
come also so Dave brought his suit over so he would be properly dressed for
court. I hadn't slept that well Sunday night and was awake at 5:30. I turnd
onto my side and watched Bryce as he slept and the thought of not having him
in my life suddenly filled my head. I slid my arm under his pillow  as he
rooled over facing me. I wrapped my other arm around him and held him like I
did many times with Jimmy.
	We must have laid like that for half an hour until the alaem went off in my
bladder. I gently uncoupled myself from Bryce nad went into the bathroom to
answer natures call when then I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist. As
soon as I shook of the last drops off my tool, I was spun around and kissed
very passionately and suddelny I was very turned on. "Slow down tiger." I
whispered in his ear.
	"God Mark," Bryce said back. "I want you bad. Please?"
	I was losing the battle with my consciense. I turned on the shower and said
"Alright, you win." Bryce udes the toilet to relieve himself and I checked
to see what time it was. The clock read 6:15 AM. We had 45 minutes before
the rest of them would be getting up and ready for court.
	As soon as I stepped into the shower mt mouth was attacked again. Bryce was
very passionate. His hand began rubbing my low back and butt cheeks. I began
to play with his nipples and as I touch one, I felt him suck air.
	Bryce continued his assault on my tongue as I reached for the soap to begin
lathering him. He final broke his lip lock and I began soaping his back and
shoulders. I had him lathered in record time and then went to work cleaning
his pucker. As soon as my finger grazed it, his dick jumped as if he had
been shocked. I felt it relax so I gently eased it inward. With my other
hand, I took hold of his member and slowly began to stroke.
	He leaned back against me as I worked his member in my hand. After a few
minutes, Bryce was bucking backwards onto my finger and each time my finger
hit his prostate, he would moan. I had to clamp my mouth over his so he
wouldn't wake the rest of the house. Faster and faster I stroked his tool
and then with one backward thrust, he impaled himself on my finger and blew
his wad. One, two three, four, five shots of man juice. I braced myself so I
could hold his weight while the final squirts drooled from his now deflating
manhood. I removed the finger from him and lifted my mouth off his so he
could talk more clearly. Unbeknowning to me during this trist, I had shot
off myself without any coaxing from Bryce. My love juice was slowing rolling
down the side of his leg.
	"Ummh!" Bryce moaned. "Man, that was the best ever he hissed into my mouth.
I think yours was too wasn't it?"
	I couldn't deny that fact. "You are one hot kid, you know that? Now here's
another news flash for you. I love you."
	Bryce was lost in both lust and love. He handed the saop to me and I
quickly washed. It seems we allowed enough time for ourselves, but not
enough hot water. "Shit!" I heard Bryce yelp. "That's cold. I'm out of
here."
	I did a quick rinse job myself and the water was off. I grabbed the towels
and we quickly got dried and warm.
	We got ourselves drfessed and headed down stairs. "Muuum." Bryce said as
his nose smelled the liquid wake up juice. "I'll take a cup too, please?"
	"Sure thing." I said as I  get extra cups out so Tom could have some when
he came downstairs.
	Tom was down just as I had set the put back onto the coffee maker. Then we
all heard "OH SHIT! Fuck! Damn it!" Bryce was rolling when he heard Jimmy
and Davey run out of hot water. I was snickering also.
	Shortly, down came the two eskimos. "Who used all the hot water?" Jimmy
asked. I was fixing coffee and Bryce was getting their cereal bowls down out
of the cabnet so no one answered. I felt a punch on my arm and Bryce did
also. Bryce shot Davey a look that said "cool it, now."
	Everyone was starting to get a bit egdey so I had to clam things down.
"Alright now. Everyone settle down. Jimmy, sorry about the hot water. Bryce,
I know you're starting to wonder how things will go in court but you guys
don't need to be getting wild."
	We got breakfast finished without any further incidents and at 9:30, we
were out the door. Ten minutes later we were pulling onto our parking place
at the courthouse. We saw Neil satnding outside waiting for us.
	"Morning, Mark." Neil said with a smile. "Hi Jimmy, man you've grown since
I the last time I saw you."
	He was trying to calm everyone down but it really wasn't work well. At
9:55, we entered the courtroom and took our places. Since there wasn't any
real opposition to this, there weren't others in the room. The door to the
judges chambers opened and we all stood until he took his seat.
	Judge Martin signed Jimmy's adoption papers last year but that was just a
formality so I didn't think he would remember me. But I was wrong. "Good
morning Mr. Thomas," he said. "I see you are back again and this time it's
not for a petition to adopt."
	"No Your Honor, it isn't." I replied. "This is a Petition for
Emancipation."
	"I see. And does this young man understand the ramifications of such an
undertaking?" He asked while reading Neil's brief.
	Bryce stood and spoke. "Yes sir, I do. I know if this is granted that in
the eyes of the law I will be considered an adult and I will have all the
responsibilities also. I further realize that should I break the law, I will
be seen as an adult and not a child. I further understand that as an adult,
I will have rights that children don't."
	The judge looked at Bryce and asked. "Why do you wish to be emancipated?"
	Bryce took a sip of water and began to speak. "I am a full year ahead my my
peers in school and will graduate when I am 17. You see sir, I want to
become a fire fighter but when I graduate, I will have to wait another year
until I am 18 to be able to go to the Fire Academy. As an adult I will be
able to enter, provided I meet their requirements. Although, I don't forsee
any problems." Next year, I will be able to take the Emergency Medical
Technician Program at the community college. I will have to have that before
the fire departemnt will even look at my application but again I feel that I
should pass."
	"Where will you live and how will you provide for your financial needs?"
The judge asked.
	Tom suddenly spoke up. "Your Honor, if I may. I am the lads natural father.
I have established a fund that Mr. Thomas will have access to so any
financial need he will have may be covered. There is $100,000 dollars and it
earns a fair amount of interest so money will not be a problem. Should more
be required, I will be glad to provide it with them. I have provided
documantation of that for you plus there is a complete statement as to why I
feel this is in Bryce's best interest."
	The judge sat there for several minutes studying the papers but not showing
any facial expression. Then he began to speak. "I have read the statements
from Mr. Collins, the biological father and Bryce's current foster father,
Mr. Thomas. I also know he has adopted you, James and that both of you are
doing very well since I signed those papers. While 15 is considered mature
by other countries, the laws of this state do not."
	When I heard those words my pucker must have suck in enough air to turn
this room into a vacuum. The judge continued. "There are circunstances where
by a person, when shown proper proof to judicial systems, can be
emancipated. Having read all the documents and hearing from the parties
here, it is the determination and order of this court that the minor child,
Bryce Moore, be emancipated as of this date and he has all the rights of an
adult. There is, however, one exception. He can neither purchase or consume
alcohol nor have the right to vote unti the required age set forth by law.
This court is in recess." Then judge banged his gavel. Beofre he left the
bench he had one more thing to say. "Bryce, I wish you the very best of luck
in your education to become a fire fighter. Good luck to you, young man."
	After we rose to our feet, the judge exited towards his chambers. Bryce and
I embraced each other tightly. Jimmy and Davey were patting him on the back
the took their turns getting hugged. We headed towards to the door then
stepped into the hallway. I saw Neil hand Tom an envelope and he handed Neil
one in return. I watched as Tom destroyed what Neil handed him and I was
wondering what was happening.
	Tom handed me the trash and said. "That was your check to Neil to pay the
bill. See mate, I started this ball rolling in the first place. I also had
Neil look into the emancipation too. So, since I started this, it was up to
me to finish the job. Neil has been paid in full and since I won't take no
for an answer, you can keep your mouth closed."
	Who was I to argue. Tom was right and there wasn't a thing to could do. We
all shook Neil's hand then headed to our vehicle. I saw Tom climb into the
far back seat and I asked him "Why are you sitting back there? There is
plenty of room here with us so come on."
	Tom look at me through the read view mirror and replied saying "No mate.
Not right now. Besides, I think Jimmy and Davey have something they want you
to do."
	I turned around to look at Jimmy as he handed me a CD saying. "Put this in
and then pause it." I did what he asked then when they told me they were
ready, I pushed the play button. I heard the twang, twang, twang of the
banjo then Jimmy start singing  the song Love Is A Rose by Linda Ronstadt.
	Davey joined in perfect harmony when Jimmy got to "Who's your love when you
say the word mine?" Jimmy and Davey, Bryce and I lifted each other's hand in
the air.

	Love is a rose but you better not pick it,
	Only grows when it's on the vine.
	Hand fill of thorns and you know you've missed it,
	Who's your love when you say the word mine?

	I want to see what's never been seen,
	I want to live that age old dream.
	Come on boys lets go together,
	Let's take the best right now, take the best right now.

	Love is a rose but you better not pick it,
	Only grows when it's on the vine.
	Hand fill of thorns and you know you've missed it,
	Who's your love when you say the word mine?

	I wnat to go to an old hoedown,
	Long ago in a western town.
	Pick me up when my feet are dragin',
	Give me a lift and I'll hail your wagon.

	Love is a rose but you better not pick it,
	Only grows when it's on the vine.
	Hand fill of thorns and you know you've missed it,
	Who's your love when you say the word mine?

	Love is a rose but you better not pick it,
	Only grows when it's on the vine.
	Hand fill of thorns and you know you've missed it,
	Who's your love when you say the word mine?

	We said over and over "Who's your love when you say the word mine?"
raising our hands in the air as we headed off to our life together as a
larger family.
	Tom decided that it was time to return to Australia so we stopped by the
travel agent so he could bool his return flight. There was a flight to
Australia tomorrow leaving out of New York so he decided to take that
flight. He made arrangements for a hotel room so he could sleep before his
24 hour journey back to the land down under. His flight to New York left a 7
in the morning so Tom said he would take a cab and not to argue. I didn't.
	I made a reservation at Chris' mother's restraunt for a big blow out. I
heard my credit card suck air as I was making the reservation. I had her
invite Chris and all his friends so they could celebrate with us also. After
the night I knew we were going to have, I was glad Tom was taking a cab. I
felt I wouldn't be capable of driving at taht hour anyway.
	After the celebration at the restraunt, Tom dorve us home and Bryve and I
went straight upstairs. Bryce had a look about him I hadn't seen before.
Physically we was the same but there was something else. I couldn't put my
finger on it but I did like it.
	When we climed into bed, a new chapter in my life was just beginning.

The End