Date: Tue, 22 Feb 2005 13:53:26 +0000
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Pilot Bk. 2 Ch. 8

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The Pilot - Book II

Chapter 8

We walked back into the room and Ms. Eggleston said, "Robert, I have someone
who is willing to be your foster parent."

He looked at her and said, "That's fine. Can you tell me who it is? Will the
come and see me here in the hospital?"

"I can answer those questions," she said. "In answer to your second
question, yes they will come and see you. In answer to your first, Lt.
Taylor is going to be your foster parent."

Shane almost leaped into Robert's bed he was so happy. Robert beamed and
said, "Oh thank you Buck. Thanks so much. It's great to have a father now,
not some drunk who orders you around and hits you."

I walked over to him and kissed him on the head then said, "That will not
happen in our home."

I walked Ms. Eggleston to the security doors and chatted for a couple of
minutes. I opened the door and she said, "Oh damn, here comes trouble."

Linda was looking at the elevator and off stepped a disheveled woman with
blonde hair that looked like she had been rode hard and put away wet.
Looking at her hair, one could tell that this was Robert's mother. As soon
as Karen Wright's eyes met Linda's she started screaming, "Where's my child?
What have you done with my son?"

I pulled my ID out of my back pocket and said, "Lady, if you don't stop
screaming I will have you removed from the hospital."

This had been a very long day and it wasn't close to being over so I wasn't
in the mood for some screaming bitch with a bad case of PMS. I pointed over
to some seats out of the way and the three of us went over and sat down.
Linda Eggleston looked at the woman and said, "Your son is a patient in this
hospital and will be so for several days. You are also forbidden to have any
contact with him what so ever. His room is by the nurse's station so they
can see who goes in and out of the room. At the present time, there are only
two other people authorized to go into his room other than hospital
personnel. Is your son the only person you are concerned about?"

Now I did find it rather unusual for a woman who had two children to just
ask about one and not the other. If I had two kids I would jumping up and
down wanting to know about both of them.

"My son is my only concern," she said. "Now where is he?"

This woman was beginning to bore the hell out of me so I said, "Lady, your
son is in the custody of Social Services. I've heard you rant for the past
five minutes about him. Don't you want to know about your daughter, of have
you totally forgotten about her?"

"Oh yes," she said suddenly looking concerned. "Where is my little girl? How
is she?"

Now this snow job just really friend Linda's cookies. I had only just met
her and she was all lady but I was about to see another side of her I hope I
don't see to often. She looked at his mother and said, "First off Ms.
Wright, your son is a ward of the county and has been placed in foster care.
Because of what happened to him and the question of why he was where he was
at the time of the injury is the primary reason for us placing him in foster
care. Secondly, your sudden interest in your daughter's well being is
touching but unmoving. A parent with two children would want to know where
both her children were, not just one. For your information your children
were bitten by a poisonous snake this afternoon and your daughter did not
survive. Your son is in fair but serious condition but he should recover. If
it hadn't been for this man here, both your children would be dead. I will
inform the nurses station that you are not allowed access to your son and if
you try, the county will press charges against you."

Her acting is getting better all the time. She started crying saying; "My
boy needs to be with his family at a time like this. He needs our love and
support to help him through his sister's death."

I had really had enough of this little soap opera and said, "Lady your son
was placed into foster care for two reasons. You know the first but the
second reason is he wants it. He made his wished very clear not once but
twice, the first time to me and again later to Ms. Eggleston. Being a foster
parent myself this was the first time I had a child tell me he was adamant
about not wanting to be sent back home. If my son and I had not been out
four wheeling this afternoon, your son would be dead also. I would like to
know what they were doing there and not in school?"

Her attitude went from crying and concerned to smug then said, "If I know
him, he talked his sister into hooking school after my boyfriend put them on
the bus this morning."

"Your boyfriend put Robert and Amy on the bus this morning?" Linda asked
surprised.

"That's what I just said," she said.

"Funny Ms. Wright," Linda said looking her in the eyes. "Robert tell a much
different story but there is one way this can be resolved. Tomorrow I will
talk with Robert's bus driver and see which story is correct."

Robert's mother suddenly changed her tone all together. She said, "What do
you mean see which story is correct?"

I looked at her and said, "Robert says he was very drunk and wouldn't take
them to the bus stop. Furthermore he says your boyfriend told them to get
out of the house and not come back until you got home. If what Robert says
is true, find this most negligent on your part."

Ms. Wright now had a totally different attitude. She went from caring and
concerned to a real jackass. She stood up and said, "Well if he wants to be
in foster care, you can just keep him. I'm fed up with his lying and shit so
if there is someone stupid enough to want him, just let them adopt the
little shit."

With that, she got up and headed for the elevator. I looked at Linda and
said, "She needs professional help. She changed personalities s many times
it was hard to tell just who I was talking to. If what she just said is
true, I think Shane would love to have a brother but I'm not about to have a
lawyer have her sign papers. I would rather have a judge terminate her
parental rights first but there is time for all of that."

Linda nodded her head in agreement with me then said, "I agree but we would
need to know the status of the birth father. I mean, if you wanted to pursue
adoption. I just don't think there is a chance in hell this woman will
change enough for a judge to give her Robert back and not since he doesn't
want to go."

"I agree," I said and we headed back to Robert's room.

I opened the door slowly and had a nice sight greet me. Shane had lowered
the side rail and was sitting beside Robert and Robert had his head on
Shane's shoulder and both were sound asleep. I showed this to Linda and she
whispered, "Looks like a brother bond has already formed."

I smiled and said, "Shane maybe small but he can be very protective.
Although I'm sure when he's well Robert will assume that role."

Linda had a digital camera with her and she took a picture on the two of
them. The camera flash startled Shane and he tried to move and I put my
finger to my lips so he didn't move. I looked at the photo and just smiled.
Linda said her good-byes and said she would email me the photo.

I looked at the clock and it was after five. I kissed Robert on the head and
he slowly opened his eyes. He saw Shane beside him and he started saying,
"Don't be mad at Shane Da I mean Buck. It was my idea. I'm sorry, it won't
happen again."

I kissed him again and said, "There's nothing to be sorry for son. Shane is
your brother now and he cares abut you. There was nothing wrong with what I
saw and I expect you two will fall asleep at home like that also. It's all
right if you want to call me Dad. I am your foster father."

Robert looked at Shane and said, "Is it OK with you too?"

"Why not?" Shane said. "I call him Daddy."

Both boys just giggled then I said, "Son it's late and I'm very tired. We'll
grab some burgers on the way home for dinner. We will be back tomorrow and
we will visit with Robert."

I leaned down and kissed Robert on the cheek and he said, "Thanks for
everything Dad. I'm really starting to hurt again. Can you get the Doctor
for me?"

I walked out the door and saw Randy at the nurse's station. He saw me
standing by Robert's room and came over. He said, "How's he doing?"

"We did get some things worked out with Linda Eggleston," I said. "He
doesn't want to go back with his family and I have been approved to be his
foster father. He also said he is pain and needs something for it. Does he
have an order written so he can ask for it?"

He scribbled something into his chart then said, "Yes, I've just written and
order for Demerol IV, that should keep him comfortable."

I thanked him and went back inside to get Shane. I kissed Robert once more
and Shane did likewise then left to go home. I stopped at a fast food place
and picked up burgers and fries. The light lunch I had was well gone from my
stomach by now and I was starving. After we ate, I went in and took a warm
shower. I felt Shane's hands massaging my body and I almost fell asleep as
he worked the knots and tension from my muscles.

I washed Shane too and even though I gave his boy tool a good cleaning, he
didn't get hard. We dried off and just lounged in the nude. By ten, we were
both ready for bed. We peed and brushed our teeth then quickly fell asleep
as soon as our heads his the pillows.

The next morning I woke first and was in need of a serious piss. When I came
out of the bathroom I noticed Shane had kicked the covers off. I was now
looking at my naked sleeping god. His little penis was flaccid and just
touching the sheet. His breathing was slow, soft and deliberate and I was in
total awe of his beauty. He rolled onto his back and I saw his eyes flicker
as they opened. He smiled at me and I went and crawled next to my little
angel. I kissed his nose then he said, "Morning Daddy."

I rubbed his chest and belly then he quickly scooted into the bathroom for
some much needed relief. I heard the toilet flush then he walked back in. I
kept my crotch covered because I wanted to marvel more at his soft boy cock.
I would love to be able to take that soft morsel into my mouth and be able
to bring it to life but my boy's body had it up and ready most of the time.

He came back over and I said, "I want you to keep your eyes closed for me
son. He stopped where he was and I quietly got out of bed. I kneeled in
front of him a immediately brought his soft joystick into my mouth. I licked
and suckled his little piece of flesh and soon he was at full staff.

I was so hot by this that I wanted Shane to fuck me and do it long, hard and
fast. I pulled off his tool and looked at him with all the love that I
possessed. I kissed him passionately then said, "Son, I want you to Daddy a
very big favor. I want you to take your dick and fuck me."

Shane kissed me back and said, "Sure thing Daddy."

I hopped on the bed and got the lube and spread a little on the outside of
my hole. I pulled Shane over to me and lubed his joystick then said, "I want
you to line your dick up at my hole then go in hard with just one push."

I lifted my legs offering him my most private place. He lined up and pulled
his foreskin back exposing the head. He touched it to my hole then slammed
in with all the force he could muster. My eyes slammed shut at the invasion
and said, "UNGH! Now son fuck me hard."

He didn't need to be told twice cause this kid is a little sex machine. He
started pounding my hole like a jackhammer. He went at it for fifteen
minutes when I started feeling my balls start to churn. He was going so fast
he was hitting my prostate on only the third or fourth stroke. My balls were
telling me of their impending release when Shane said, "Oh shit Daddy. I
can't hold out any longer. Oh Daddy, I'm gonna cum. UNGH! I'm ahhh
cuuummmmmiiinnnggg!"

Shane fired his load into my ass but I still needed some relief. My son got
his breathing under control then noticed I hadn't cum yet so he lay beside
me and took my leaking tool into his mouth. God his mouth felt so good. It
was wet, hot and warm. He knew how to use his tongue because he was swirling
it around the tip and trying to push it into my piss slit.

I felt my balls give me the unmistakable feeling that they were soon going
to release their pent up load. After a few more minutes of Shane's
ministrations I could feel the hot molten cum begin to work it's way to the
top of my dick. I held back for as long as I could when I finally said, "Oh
shit son I'm going to cum. You ungh better ungh be ready ungh."

I knew this was going to be a mother of a load and I just hopped I wouldn't
gag my boy. As soon as I felt my juice start moving upward I said, "Ah oh
ungh son, I'm going to cum. Can't ungh hold ungh out. I'm
cuuummmmmiiinnnggg!"

I fired six of the biggest blasts I think I have ever released. Shane took
each load and swallowed it like it was his last meal. He came up to me and
curled into my chest and just lay there while recovered. I fired so much and
so hard that my balls hurt.

I rolled him on top of me and saw those green eyes of his and fell in love
with him all over again. He kissed me on the lips and said, "Feel better now
Daddy?"

I returned his kiss and said, "Oh thank you son. I really needed that."

He looked at me and said, "I know. I get like that too and you've done it
for me enough so why wouldn't I do it for you?"

I hugged him close then got up and carried him into the kitchen. We had
breakfast in the buff then took a shower and went to see Robert in the
hospital.

His progress was slow but he was improving each day. When we went to see him
on Friday we had a very pleasant surprise greeting us. Robert was sitting up
eating his breakfast with a huge smile on his face. He said, "Hi Dad, hi
Shane. I feel great. Dad, do you think I can come home?"

"Well son," I said smiling at him. "Isn't this a very pleasant surprise?"

"Yeah Daddy," Shane said. "Can Robert come home today?"

"I think you're asking the wrong person boys," I said looking at both my
boys. "You need to be asking Dr. Walker."

Robert said, "He hasn't been in yet Dad. I feel good and I can even walk. I
took my bag and stood up and moved some."

"All right son," I said because I knew I wouldn't get any peace if I didn't.
"I will talk with the doctor and see what he says."

I went out into the hall and looked around then went to the nurse's station.
Standing on the far end was Dr. Walker. He looked up and saw me coming and
said, "Hi Buck. How's the patient today?"

I looked at him and said, "I was hoping you could tell me. Robert is sitting
up and eating saying he wants to come home."

"Really?" he said smiling. "I guess I was right deciding not to hang the
third round of anti-venom."

I was still wondering what he was thinking so I asked, "Think he might be
ready to leave then."

"I don't think he will need the IV's any more because his kidneys are almost
100%," Randy said. I'll take a look at him and see if he is really ready."

Randy got a nurse to come with us and we went back to Robert's room. Shane
was sitting on the side of the bed when we came in and I said, "Look who I
found Robert."

"Hi Dr. Walker," he said quite chipper. "I feel fine today. Can I go home
with Dad and Shane? Please? I'll do what ever you say but please let me go
home."

The nurse went over and started removing his IV and Dr. Walker said, "When
the nurse gets done taking the IV and tube out of you, I'll examine you."

"Tube?" Robert said. "Oh no Doc, no girl is touching me there. Dad put it in
me, can't he take it out?"

We started laughing when he said that but I said, "All right son, I'll take
it out."

When the nurse got done she took the IV pump back to the nurse's station. I
put on a pair of gloves then deflated the balloon in the tip of the
catheter. I told Robert to lie still and I quickly slid the rubber tube out
of his penis. The doctor said, "Your penis might itch or feel funny for a
little while. If you think there is something wrong, show your Dad and if
there is, he can call me."

Dr. Walker checked Robert over and said, "Well Robert, I think you can
finish getting better at home."

Shane was standing and Robert almost jumped right into his arms and they
hugged each other. Randy and I just stood there laughing. Robert turned his
head and said, "What's so funny Dad?"

I said through the giggles, "Nice view son."

He turned around and looked and saw his bare butt over exposed for all to
see. He turned several shades of red then said, "Funny Dad, real funny."

I got Robert's clothes out of the closet and Shane helped him get dressed.
Dr. Walker wrote the discharge orders and prescriptions. I still had IM pain
medication left from when Shane was in the hospital along with syringes so I
was set there in case he needed it.

Once we had everything it took a couple of minutes for a nurse to bring in a
wheelchair so we just sat and talked. Shane looked at me and said, "Can
Robert share my room?"

That was a very interesting question considering Shane slept with me. I was
sure how to answer him so I said, "He can sleep there or in his own room. We
have four so there is plenty of room."

The wheelchair arrived and I went on ahead so I could get the truck and pull
it to the front door so Robert wouldn't have that far to walk. I pulled into
the circle drive just as the nurse wheeled him out. I opened the front door
and Shane helped him inside. Shane sat next to him and they belted
themselves in together. I looked at them and said, "You know you guys can't
make a habit of this. It really is against the law."

The boys nodded their heads and I took off headed for home. It took about
twenty minutes to get home in the midday traffic, which is good for Miami in
late April. I opened the garage door and pulled the truck inside. Shane
helped Robert out and we went inside. He looked around and said, "Wow Dad,
this is a nice home you have."

I looked at him and said, "This is your home now too son. Please don't ever
forget that."

I went and called Linda at work and said Robert had been discharged and
asked if she could get his things. When I got off the phone, Shane was
showing Robert around. I heard Shane go into the bathroom and Robert came to
me and said, "Dad, would you mind if I slept with you for a few nights until
I got used to the new surroundings?"

I thought about that for a few minutes then said, "I don't thing that will
be a problem son. Shane ends up there most nights also and with a king size
bed there should be plenty of room."

Shane forgot we had company and came ditty bopping out of the bathroom in
his birthday suit. Robert looked at him and just giggled. Shane stopped dead
in his tracks and blushed. He asked, "Daddy, is it all right if I go nude. I
don't mind Robert seeing me."

I looked at Robert and asked, "Do you mind son. When we're alone in the
house, we lower the blinds so no one can see in and we just act naturally."

"Gee no Dad," Robert said. "Personally I think it's cool. I like the idea
and besides, my dick is itchy and my underwear is hurting it."

I thought for a minute and said, "Well, you can go nude but both of you keep
a pair of shorts handy because Ms. Eggleston is coming over with Robert's
things.

Robert shed his clothes and I saw my second child in his glory. I went over
and sat down and the boys came over and cuddled on my lap. I turned on the
television and let the boys watch cartoons.

I was just dozing off when the doorbell rang. The boys scurried to put their
shorts on while I went to the front door. Ms. Eggleston was standing there
with two garbage bags of Robert's belongings. I took them from her and she
said, "Robert's mother was still in one of her moods. She said she would
gladly sign papers if you wanted to adopt Robert."

I thought for a moment and asked, "Could there be a clause in there stating
that when she signs the papers giving up her rights, she can never go back
and say she made a mistake?"

"I don't know," she said. "Besides, there is still the issue of the father
and his rights."

"Just a thought," I said. "Besides, I don't think Robert will care if I
adopt him or not just at long as he is with me."

Linda smiled and said, "That is the important thing."

We talked for a few more minutes while Robert and Shane put his clothes
away. They got done just before Linda left and Robert came out and told her
thank you for all she had done. I really think this took her by surprise
because I think I saw a few tears in her eyes.

She turned and headed for her car as I closed the door. I looked at the boys
and decided that pizza was in order for tonight's dinner. The boys were back
watching the tube so they didn't hear me place the order. About thirty
minutes later our dinner arrived much to the delight of two hungry boys. We
spent a quiet night relaxing when Robert said, "Dad I'm starting to hurt bad
again."

I had watched him all afternoon and he hadn't done anything all the
strenuous so he was still feeling some of the full effects of the bite. I
went out to the kitchen and took out one of the vials of Demerol and fixed
and shot for Robert. I came into the living room and said, "Robert, can you
come with me son."

Robert got up and followed me into the bedroom but on his way he needed to
make a stop in the bathroom. I heard the unmistakable sound of water hitting
water so I knew he could pee on his own. I patted the bed and Robert got up
and lied down. I motioned for his to roll over and he slid down his shorts.
He looked at me and said, "Is this going to hurt Dad?"

Shane sat beside his new brother as I said, "Yes son it is. There is nothing
I can do about it. Just try and keep your hip relaxed and it wouldn't be too
bad. Please don't move."

I wiped his hip and inserted the needle. I started to inject the medicine
when he screamed, "Ow Daddy it hurts. Owwwwwwieee!"

He squeezed Shane's hand and I heard him loudly crying. I removed the needle
and put the cap back on then scooped my new son into my arms. (Yes, I know.
You're not supposed to do that.) I pulled his shorts the rest of the way off
and massaged the spot where I gave him the injection I had tears to because
I made his cry. I rubbed his butt and said, "I'm sorry son. Daddy didn't
mean to hurt you."

He finally calmed down and said, "I know Dad and I'm not mad."

I picked him up and carried him back into the living room. I had Shane pull
the covers down because he was going to asleep in a very few minutes. I sat
in the rocking chair I had and just held and rocked Robert to sleep. I saw
Shane watching me and he was just smiling. He looked at me and said, "You
love him, don't you Daddy."

I nodded my head and said, "As much as I love you son. I love you both
equally."

Robert was sound asleep so I stood up and carried him the bed. I laid him
down and covered him then turned out the light. I left the door open part
way so I could hear him if he woke and got scared. Shane and I watched a
little more television then decided to call it a day. Shane got in on one
side of Robert and I got in on the other that way he could feel us both with
him. I turned out the light and snuggled with my newest son.

To be continued