Date: Sun, 01 Jun 2003 23:36:59 +1000
From: David Weick <venturis682@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Rescuee Chapter 4 (M/Y/Y) anal, oral

The Rescuee Chapter 4
By Venturis

Disclaimer: If this type of material is illegal in your state or you
are too young, then don't read it!

This story is about the burgeoning love between an adult male and a
youth. The story is set in Queensland Australia, and most Australian
slang terms used are explained. I apologise if any readers were a
little confused as to where the story is set.

*** PLEASE NOTE ***

The legal age of consent in Australia where this is set is 16, so
what my characters are doing is not illegal. This has only happened
recently, bringing the legal age to be the same for straights as for
gays. All I can say is about bloody time! This may not be the case in
whatever part of the world you are in, as different countries have
different laws. Please be sure to check the age of consent BEFORE you
get down and dirty!

Comments to venturis682@hotmail.com


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*** From Tristian's point of view ***

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As I walked home with Josh I found myself hanging off his every word,
I had dreamed for so long that he would be the one who would take my
virginity from me, it had become almost an obsession! Now that he
had, I was falling more and more in love with him, with every step
together we took, with every word he spoke to me I felt myself move
closer and closer emotionally to him. He was the one man in the whole
world I wanted, he was the one man I truly loved! Josh said
something, I'm not even sure what, but it jolted me back to reality,
Chris! Could I love Chris as much as I loved Josh? Did I even want
to? Was it even possible to love two people together? I knew I would
have a sleepless night pondering over that question alone, but I also
knew deep in my heart that I would do anything to spend my life with
Josh! Even learn to love Chris!

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*** From Josh's point of view ***

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I ended up having a shit of a night at work, a couple of arrogant
tourists expected six star service from what was essentially a three
star restaurant. They abused me several times and I ended up losing
my cool with them totally and 'accidentally' spilt coffee on the so-
called 'lady'! But shit, she deserved it! Then we had trouble in the
main bar with a couple of drunken locals causing trouble, they soon
found out that I was not a person to piss off! I had to bash a little
sense into them, and then I threw them out after barring them for a
month. Even the boss could see I was not really in a good mood, the
problem of Chris and Tristian was always at the back of my mind while
I worked. I was worried partly because Chris had not come down to
dinner, partly because Tristian thought he loved me too and partly
because Chris did not seem interested in a threesome! Was I taking
too much for granted? I knew we had some tough times ahead, and being
preoccupied with this all night, just seemed to bring down my normal
jovial self to something almost demonic. The other staff even noticed
it, and I noticed wryly that they made a point of staying out of my
way. This was no way to be when dealing with people, who knows what
damage I was doing to the bosses business, I just wished I could go
home and try to sort out some of the feelings that were rampant in
our love triangle as I now thought of it. Shit what a mess!

Finally about 1:00 am the boss said I could knock off, and I gladly
made my way home. As I walked home I let the cool fresh mountain air
fill my lungs, taking in deep breaths, allowing my bad mood to
subside and hopefully disappear.

The house was dark as I got home, and the door unlocked. I entered
and was met by my Chihuahua's Buddy and Biddy. The rest of the house
was as quiet as a mouse, I looked in the bedroom and Chris was lying
on the bed, face down asleep. I moved closer to him and sat beside
him, gently stroking his soft cheeks. I noticed tear tracks down the
side of his face, he had been crying, my heart gave a jump, had I
lost the one true love in my life? He stirred a little in his sleep,
moving his head into my hand. I bent down and kissed him on the
forehead and he mumbled something in his sleep. I started to get up
to get undressed and have a shower, when he started to mumble louder
in his sleep.

'No Josh, please don't leave me!' his head started to thrash a little
on the pillow, his arms flung wide, narrowly missing me. 'NO, DON'T
LEAVE ME, COME BACK, I LOVE YOU!' he suddenly screamed. I knew then
that he was in the grip of a nightmare! 'NO JOSH, COME BACK, come
back, please come back!' the last emotional outburst almost a
whisper. I was moved immediately to tears. The poor boy thought I was
leaving him, God what had I done?

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*** From Tristian's point of view ***

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After I left Josh I made my way home, arriving a little late, my
parents were already home and wanted to know where I had been. When I
said I had been at Josh's and Chris's, my father freaked!

'I don't want you anywhere near that fuckin poof!' he screamed, 'You
hear me? Or his little faggot friend! You stay away from them!'

'You can't pick my friends you fuckin homophobic old bastard!' I
yelled back at him, from there it just degenerated into a screaming
match. He backhanded me and then I ran to my room and locked the door
behind me and fell crying to my bed. Great sobs of pain escaped from
me, I could not believe how bad my dad was, and how my mum had just
agreed with everything he said! I had stopped short of telling them I
was gay, I knew that would invoke a thrashing that would at the very
least put me into hospital, at the most leave me dead! I had been on
the receiving end of his outbursts all too often, and I knew not to
provoke him when he was like that.

I cried myself to sleep, my only solace was the knowledge that I
loved Josh with all my heart, and I hoped he loved me too. My last
conscious thought was that I had to get out of this house, soon, or
either my dad or I would do something horrible to the other!

I woke about 1:15 am, the house was quiet, I cracked the door open a
little, there where no lights on, and I could hear my father snoring
in his room. Now was my chance! I quickly threw some stuff into a
pack and snuck out the door, quietly making my way to the front door
I opened it and stole outside, closing the door softly behind me. I
had a quick look around, no-one was about at that time of day, so I
headed off to where I knew I would be loved. I made the short walk to
Josh's house in just under five minutes, I was in luck, the lights
where still on! I hoped that Josh would help me. I knocked on the
door and heard Josh's dogs bark, I hoped I was doing the right thing!

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*** From Josh's point of view ***

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I sat back down next to Chris, unsure of what to do. Finally I
decided that the best option was to wake him and talk to him, but
just as I was about to shake him, he awoke with a start. He looked at
me through bleary eyes, tears were running down his cheeks, I could
see the pain he was in.

'Josh! You're still here!' he exclaimed sleepily.

'Yes mate, where else would I be?'

'I was afraid you'd left me!' I drew him into my arms and held him
tight, at least I knew that was what he wanted most right then.

'Shush, its allright I'm not going anywhere! I'm here for you now.' I
cradled him for awhile, he held onto me for dear life, making it a
little hard for me to breathe. Finally I looked into his eyes and
asked. 'So what brought all this on? Why did you think I was leaving
you?'

'I saw how you and Tristian where joking and enjoying each other's
company and I thought he was trying to steal you away from me.' He
sobbed. My heartstrings broke then, tears running down my face, I was
appalled with myself for being so damn thoughtless!

'Oh Chris, yes I like Tristian, maybe I could even love him, I think
maybe I do, I've known him a long time, and admired him all that
time, but I have room in my heart for both of you. You are my life
now. Tristian is always welcome, but if you don't want him around,
we'll ask him to leave us alone, and find someone else.'

'No I don't want that, but I don't know if I can love you both, but
maybe I can try?'

'I'll leave that up to you Chris, I won't force you into something
you don't want. Tell you what, Tristian will be around in the
morning, what say we all talk then?'

'OK, I love you Josh, more than life itself!'

'I love you too Chris, and I love Tristian, but if I must choose,
I'll choose you! Now, do you mind if I go have a shower?'

I went and got some clean clothes ready for a shower, just as I was
heading down the hall, I heard the dogs bark, then a soft knock on
the door, followed by a slightly louder rap. I wondered who it was at
that time of night and went to answer the door, there stood Tristian,
and his eyes blackened and tear stained, a pack in his hands.

'Tristian, what are you doing here? At this time of night?'

'I've run away from home, my dad beat me again, and called you and
Chris poofs. We had a big argument, again, I've just had enough of
him. Can I stay here?' he asked.

'I guess so, come in.' I ushered him in and shut the door. Chris had
heard voices and joined us in the living room.

'Tristian? What happened?' Chris asked. Tristian repeated his story,
I knew I wouldn't get my shower just yet, so I sat both boys down and
we all just talked and talked. I explained to Tristian the dilemma
that Chris had with him and me. Tristian was shocked and the two boys
talked out their differences, finally hugging each other closely. I
hugged both boys, I was happy to see at least that problem sorted
out! Then we tackled the next problem, Tristian and his mean old dad!
I was at a bit of a loss as to what to do there. I would need to talk
to James, my lawyer and see what I could do, perhaps I could take
Tristian in as well, and when I put the idea forward both boys seemed
enthusiastic about it. Finally, just as the sun was coming up, I
called it a night. I was beat, the boys were yawning more and more,
so I suggested we go to bed and at least try to get some sleep!

We all stripped naked and crawled between the covers, I took the
middle of the bed, Tristian on my right and Chris my left. I kissed
both boys and drew them close to me, holding them tightly. The boys
must both have found a new lease on life, for the next thing I knew,
Tristian had turned around into a 69 position and Chris was gently
forcing his rock hard six-inch cock into my hole! I did the only
thing I could, took Tristian's cock into my mouth and relaxed my
sphincter so Chris could have his fun! I licked all around Tristian's
cock, tasting the head, the sweet precum as it dripped from the end
of his hard cock, the musky taste of teenage meat. Yumm! I groaned in
pure pleasure as Chris gently drove himself deeper and deeper into my
very being, Tristian started to fuck my face, so I reacted to that by
slowly fucking his face, being careful not to distract Chris from his
action. Tristian moaned around my throbbing hard on, the vibrations
from his voice sending thrills along my spine. I moaned around the
mouthful of hot boycock in my mouth, I knew the vibrations gave him a
thrill as well, as he moaned again. We both moaned as we sucked
harder and harder, Chris's actions became more urgent, I felt
Tristian tense up, then as I tasted the sweetness of Tristian's hot
load, I felt the heat of Chris's cum as he shot deep inside me. It
was too much for me, I came heavily into Tristian's mouth, the boy
swallowing hard, struggling to keep the hot fluid from escaping,
somehow he managed to keep it all in. He withdrew from my cock,
turned and drew Chris to his mouth, they kissed, sharing the remnants
of my load.

We all lay back once more in each other's arms, I kissed both boys, I
looked at Chris, and said teasingly, 'See, I told you I could love
you both, but you wouldn't believe me!'

'Yes, and you seemed to have proven that, but we all have a long way
to go. I'm sorry Tristian for thinking you wanted Josh for yourself.
Can you forgive me?'

'I forgive you Chris, on one condition! We stop fighting over Josh
and just love him and each other!'

Chris grinned a big approval, leant over and the two boys kissed
again. Not wanting to be left out I forced my mouth between the two
locked lips, turning it into a three-way kiss. We broke and I told
the two boys to get some sleep. I lay on my back with a boy in each
arm, their heads resting on my shoulders. As I started to drift off,
I thought about the day's events, what a rollercoaster! At least the
problem of a jealous teen seemed to be fixed, but only time would
tell for sure.

*************

An insistent knocking on the front door awakened me a little later,
the dogs raced out of their bed and started yapping, and then I heard
the unmistakable loud voice of Tristian's dad!

'Josh you bastard, get up, I want to talk to you!'

Chris and Tristian had woken by now, I handed Chris the bedside phone
and told him to call the police, then told Tristian to stay where he
was. I got out of bed, pulled on a pair of shorts and went to answer
the door. I was a little apprehensive, I knew this would not end
well!

I opened the door, there stood Tristian's dad, he was red in the face
from being so irate, the veins sticking out of his neck, and he was
shaking with rage.

'Have you got my son here you fuckin pervert!' He screamed at me.

'He's sixteen, that's legal in this country Stan, he can do what he
likes, but yes he is here!' I remarked.

'I want him back home now! I won't have him associating with your
kind!'

'Fuck off Stan, what do you want to do, fuckin beat him up again?
You're nothing but a child abuser, a weak cunt who gets his jollies
from bashing women and kids! Tristian can stay here as long as he
likes, and you'll have to get past me first to get him!'

'Yea, fuck off dad, I've had enough of you and you're beatings, and
you're homophobia, I love Josh, and I love Chris and I'm staying
here!' Tristian screamed from behind me.

The veins in Stan's neck stood out more, I saw his right shoulder
drop and knew what was coming next! He swung what should have been a
giant haymaker at me, but I was ready and ducked. Both my dogs saw
what was happening to their master and flew in and grabbed an ankle
each, their sharp teeth penetrating the skin on his ankles. He let
out a yelp of pain and as he was distracted I let fly with a left
hook that sent him flying backwards down the stairs. He landed on his
feet and immediately turned and ran back up the stairs, ready to kill
me and whoever else was in the house. He got in a lucky shot that
collected me on the side of the face, and I felt the bone crunch as
he connected with my jaw. That was enough to make me really wild! I
sent two quick lefts and a right into his face, followed by a left
into his ample gut. As he bent over in pain I brought my knee up and
connected with his crotch, he screamed in pain. Just then Tristian
pushed me out of the way and then he drove his father with the
biggest, hardest right cross I have ever seen! It was so hard he
knocked his father clean out! Stan lay on the landing, out cold, I
turned and stopped Tristian from hitting the unconscious man again,
holding him close as his rage subsided. All the pent up rage from
years of abuse (which I found out about later) had been in that one
punch, I felt sure that if I had not been there to stop Tristian, he
would have killed his abusive father.

Tristian was shaking that much I had trouble calming him down, but
eventually between Chris and I we got him seated at the table. That
was when Chris, the darling boy, told me he had captured the whole
episode on the video camera! I went to kiss him thank you, and that
was I finally realised that my jaw was broken! A shot of pain raced
through my jaw as my lips touched his, I pulled back and screamed in
pain. Both boys raced to my side, asking what was wrong, concern and
worry in their voices. I realised I could hardly talk, so I just
pointed to my jaw. Tristian raced to the phone and rang the emergency
number 000 and called for an ambulance. He just got off the phone
when the dogs barked again, the cops had arrived!

The sergeant viewed the video and asked a few questions, that's when
we found out that Stan had been beating Tristian since he was six!
The constable who was with the sergeant threw a bucket of cold water
on Stan to wake him, then he was cuffed and charged with numerous
assault charges, including child abuse, and led away. The ambulance
arrived and checked me over, he seemed to think it was just
dislocated, I hoped he was right, as I didn't really want to have my
jaw wired for six weeks! Either way I was off to spend some time in
hospital. At the same time he checked Tristian's hand, it was
obviously broken, it looked like we would both get a ride in the
ambulance!

As I was barely able to talk, I asked the sergeant, by writing it
down, if he could ring my mate Bill to come look after Chris and
bring him down to the hospital for me. He agreed and just as Tristian
and I were being loaded into the back of the ambulance Bill turned
up, concern all over his face. I mumbled some instructions as best I
could, then laid back and let the painkillers do their work.

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>From Chris's point of view

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I was appalled at what Tristian's dad had done to my new dad, his jaw
was all bruised and looked broken, he was in a lot of pain. Thank God
I'd had the presence of mind to video the whole episode, that
evidence alone would get Tristian's dad into a lot of trouble. I was
also appalled at how badly Tristian's dad had treated him for so
long. My heart cried as he related the story of his miserable
existence to the policeman, tears streamed down my face, and
Tristian's. After the policeman had taken our statements I hugged
Tristian close to me, letting him know I understood. After all, I had
been through the same thing. I was worried for Josh though, what
would happen to Tristian and I if he had to spend a lot of time in
hospital? How would we live? Where would we live? That question was
soon answered though with the arrival of my dad's friend Bill.

The ambulance man said he would need to take Tristian to hospital as
well, as his hand was broken, suddenly I felt really alone again, it
seemed that every time my world came together, it all came crashing
back down. I knew deep down I was being over emotional, but hell, I
was only sixteen, and a lot had happened over the last few weeks, not
all of it good. I was becoming an emotional wreck again.

Bill had a few quiet words with dad, (I now thought of Josh as dad,
not Josh.) Bill came over to me and told me that he would look after
me for awhile, then he told me to get some clothes together as he
would take me into town so I could be nearby until we knew what was
happening with Josh and Tristian. Bill was a really nice man, I
decided I liked him a lot, but not in the same way as I liked dad and
Tristian! Them I loved! I packed a few things for myself, as well as
some stuff for dad and Tristian, and then Bill took me back to his
place for some breakfast. Bill's wife cooked up a treat and when I
was full, Bill loaded the gear into his Nissan Patrol and we headed
off to the hospital to see dad and Tristian.

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>From Tristian's point of view.

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Man I was so bloody wild! My stinking, hateful father who had who
caused me so much pain was now inflicting pain on the one man I truly
loved! And what's more I knew that if Josh couldn't hold him he would
whip both Chris and me as well! I watched in horror as he slammed his
fist into the side of Josh's face and cringed as I heard the bone
crunch. Only a year ago he had done that to my hand, it had taken a
long time to come good, my left hand still gave me a few problems
from misshapen fingers as the bastard would not even take me to the
doctor to get it fixed. I could feel the years of rage and abuse
build up within me, this had to stop, now! I pushed Josh aside and
drove my fist into my fathers face with all the hate and anger from
ten years of abuse. I hit him so hard I think I broke a bone in my
hand, but I didn't care, I wanted him out of my life forever, and I
was ready to stop the abuse right then!

Luckily Josh stepped in and pulled me back, or I would have kept
going! I was shaking so much with rage, my mind in turmoil as I
looked at the unconscious figure lying on the front porch. Eventually
Josh and Chris calmed me down, how I loved them both! Honestly, if it
were not for them I would have taken all my rage out on the bastard
who was my father!

Slowly I became aware of my surroundings again, there were two new
faces, and it dawned on me that the police had arrived, then as they
asked me about what had happened, the floodgates opened. I told the
policeman all about the years of abuse not just from my dad, but from
my mum as well. I told them how I had loved Josh from a distance for
nearly two whole years, how I wanted him to be my dad instead of the
low cunt I had as a father. I laid out my life story, I could see the
tears in Chris's face as he sat and listened, hell even the policeman
was shaking with rage at the story of my miserable existence. He
assured me that it would be all right, then he left to check on
something with Josh. Chris held me tight, both of us crying into each
other's arms, supporting each other, showing our love. I think it was
then I realised just how much I really loved Chris, as much or maybe
more than Josh!

We parted as the ambulance man came to check my hand, he said it was
broken and he would take me to hospital with Josh, Chris could meet
us there. I let the ambulance man lead me to the back of the
ambulance, Josh was laying on the stretcher, he tried to smile at me,
but I could see the pain in his eyes as he did. I reached out my good
hand and held his tightly and smiled back at him. Dimly I was aware
of my dad yelling obscenities from the back of the police car where
he was cuffed. I just ignored the cunt, both my lovers were in pain.
One in physical pain, one in emotional pain. And I could nothing
about either at that time. I sat on the spare seat next to Josh in
the ambulance, and then the door closed and we were on our way to
hospital. What a prick of a way to start the day!

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>From Chris's point of view.

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As Bill drove towards town, I could feel the pain building in me
again. I sat beside him and listened as he tried his best to cheer me
up, but it was not working, I was worried for my dad and for
Tristian. I was also worried for myself, but I didn't really want to
admit that. Suddenly as we reached about the halfway point, the tears
started to flow, I felt the great wracks of emotional pain flood over
me, I held my hands to my eyes and cried and cried, not even aware
that Bill had pulled over!

I felt his strong hands on my shoulders, he reached down and undid
the seat belt, and held me close to him, letting me shed my fears.

'Why does this shit always happen to me?' I bawled. 'Why, why?'

'It's life's little way of testing you Chris,' crooned Bill. 'It'll
be allright, you'll see!'

He must have held me for nearly twenty minutes as I slowly pulled
myself together, until finally we were able to continue the journey.

We reached the hospital, how I hated that place, yet in a strange way
loved it too. It was where I had seduced Josh for the first time, I
loved it for that, but hated it too, because I had spent so much time
there. So much time in pain from my real dad! (What brought that
memory flooding back? I had not even thought of the bastard since
Josh had rescued me from him!)

We went in to the emergency room and asked about Tristian and Josh,
they were both with the doctor, and we were asked to wait. We sat and
waited, I felt the emotions building again, and Bill must have seen
it in me because he drew me close to him, reassuring me that it would
all turn out OK. How I hoped he was right!

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That's it for this chapter guys, hope you liked it! Sorry about all
the violence in this one, but it is necessary for the story to
continue. Following chapters will have less rough stuff and more of
the loving stuff! Thanks go to Jerry and James for keeping me
motivated. Ta dudes!

I'd love to hear what you think of the story, so feel free to Email
me with comments and suggestions! Email address is
venturis@hotmail.com