Date: Mon, 18 Apr 2011 11:45:22 -0700 (PDT)
From: Puer Amore <pueresamo@yahoo.com>
Subject: PT 28 Tornado Warning

TORNADO WARNING PT 28

By
Barry
pueresamo@yahoo.com

Disclaimer: This work is one of fiction. Any resemblance of persons or
places mentioned in this story to actual persons or places is only slightly
more than coincidence. Readers of this story should be familiar with my
story: Forgive me, Jody, as particulars from that story are recounted here.

------------------------- All Rights Reserved ---------------------------------

ACKNOWLEDGEMENT: Many thanks to my dear friend Daryl for his efforts to
proofread and edit my work. His assistance has been invaluable.


David began to rise from the bed to make his way to the kitchen.

"Oh NO you don't!" I exclaimed.

"What?" He replied.

"Are you kidding?. you had your way with me?now I want some of you, Baby."
I said with a smile.

"Of course." He replied as he crawled back onto the bed and mounted me. He
straddled my chest, one knee on either side, as I raised myself into the
usual position, my back against the headboard in position to accept his
penis.

David braced himself with one hand against the headboard and used the other
hand to position his penis, already dripping precum onto my neck, for me to
take him into me.

David gently slid his magnificent penis along my outstretched tongue until
it was home in my mouth. I could feel his hot precum issuing from David's
meatus onto my happy tongue.

As his penis found its home in my mouth, I began performing fellatio upon
it.

David took in a deep breath:

"God, Barry, you don't know how I have missed this."

With a mouthful of David, I couldn't really respond, other than to more
tightly squeeze his penis against my tongue and cheeks.

"I'm packing one Hell of a load, Barry, so be ready. I'll withdraw to your
lips when I'm about to cum, like always, so I fill your mouth and not
overload it to dribble down your chin." David announced.

David assumed control of my fellatio by taking charge of the stroke of his
penis and the depth and rate of that stroke.

Soon a shudder came over him and he spoke:

"Can't hold it any longer, Barry. I love you?please take all of me."

He barely finished saying that when penis began to swell to its maximum
girth. I could feel his glans swell and knew what was about to happen.

I stuck my tongue against his meatus to feel it open and begin delivering
his delicious elixir into my mouth. I removed my tongue, so as not to
impede the process. Instantly, my mouth was full of David's precious
essence. I swallowed furiously to keep up with the bursts of his cum as
they spurt into my mouth from David's meatus.

I reached with my right hand to place my index finger against David's anus
to feel it contract with each ejaculatory spasm. His contractions were as
strong as when he was a boy. Between each spasm I inserted my finger a
little further inside his anus and into his rectum. It was very hot, but
welcoming?it was always that way.

"God?. feels good, Barry." David groaned.

After what must have been 8 or 9 spasms, the intensity began to
lessen. Finally, his ejaculation terminated in a protracted issue of his
residual cum into my eager mouth. I helped the process along by tracing my
finger along his perineum to move any residual cum along his urethra, to
his meatus and into my mouth.

"Good to the last drop, indeed." I said in a distorted voice, still having
David's swollen penis at home in my mouth.

He chuckled.

"You've always liked the taste of my cum, Barry. I don't know why." David
observed.

"Because it is unique, David. It doesn't have that chlorine tang that most
semen has. There's no chlorine in your cum, David, leaving it sweet?indeed
delicious. Besides, it's your essence, David, and I'll always, greedily,
consume every drop of it." I professed.

"I love you, Barry; I'll always love you. I could never live without you in
my life."




He went on:

"You know, now that you mention it, Danny's cum is sweet and doesn't have
that chlorine tang either."

"It's true. Danny's cum is sweet and has no tang?. I don't know what the
difference might be. Next time Dr. Ben comes to visit, I'll ask him for an
explanation." I replied.

 "Maybe Danny's cum, being nearly scalding hot when he shoots, burns off
the chlorine." David said with a chuckle.

I smiled:

"You might just be right, Sweetie. If Danny's cum were any hotter it would
burn the tongue."

David smiled, and offered me the last of his cum, still pooled on his
meatus.

I licked it onto my tongue and repeatedly kissed David's meatus and glans,
then turned loose of him so he could be about the chore at hand.

David made a brief stop in the bathroom to wash his hands and splash a
little water on his face.

Soon, David's adorable butt disappeared through the bedroom door and into
the hall.

I was slow to recover from the powerful orgasm and ejaculation I had just
experienced as a result of my loving encounter with my precious David.

I continued to lie there for a few minutes relishing in the notion that my
David was home and all, therefore, would be right with the world.

My penis, finally, began to become flaccid, and I could feel the flush
drain from my cheeks.

Travis appeared in the doorway and, after confirming that David and I had
finished our encounter and, indeed David had left the room, spoke:

"Barry?  looks like the new neighbors are moving in. Shall we kibitz?"

"Yeah?guess we might as well see who we'll be sharing the block with now. I
hope it's not another family of prudes." I replied.

We walked to the bay window in the living/den to snoop. Fortunately, the
window is tinted and, while we could see everything going on outside, they
couldn't see anything going on in the room.

The house was immediately across the street and one lot to the East, from
our house.

There was a full sized moving van and a smaller rental minivan in front of
it.

There was a very large man?so big in fact, that Travis was moved to say:

"Holy Crap?he looks like "Fat Bastard" from the Austin Power's movie!"

"Can't argue with you on that observation, Travis." I said.

"Fat Bastard's apparent son got out of the minivan and moved to the back of
it, waiting to be helpful.

"Damn, he's cute." Travis observed.

Danny, who was in the kitchen helping David with preparing lunch, was
listening to the exchange between Travis and me and called out:

"Who's cute?"

"This kid who's moving in across the street, that's who. Don't worry he's
just cute?he's not gorgeous like you, Danny." Travis replied with a
chuckle.

Both David and Danny left the kitchen and came to the window to join Travis
and me. David, still wiping his hands from the lunch effort on a dishtowel,
looked out the window and spoke:

"He really is cute, isn't he?"

Danny spoke:

"Hell yeah he is?. damn cute."

He went on:

"It would be really cool if he's gay."

"We couldn't be that lucky?. it doesn't really matter, anyway. I just hope
he's friendly and nice, unlike the former occupants of that house." I said.

"Damn?he's cute!" Danny repeated.

Fat Bastard opened the rear door of the minivan and motioned toward the
cute kid to get something from the minivan. Cute kid climbed into the
minivan and emerged with a table lamp. He tripped getting out of the
minivan, fell on top of it and shattered it into a thousand chards.

Fat Bastard did not hesitate to see if the boy was OKAY?.he immediately
removed his belt and began beating the boy with it.

David and Travis reacted first, since both had, in their respective pasts,
been subjected to such treatment at the hands of their respective fathers.

"Let me go kick his ass, Barry. No kid should have to be beaten over
anything, and certainly not over an innocent accident."

"Wait, David. He's already stopped beating the kid." I observed.

"Yes, but the kid is still lying there on the pavement crying. He was hit
at least a half dozen times. I know how that feels, Barry. I'm not going to
allow that Fat Bastard to get away with it." David insisted.

"I agree, Barry. We can't allow that to go unanswered. I've been beaten
like that, same as David, and I'm not gonna allow it to happen to that poor
kid." Travis added.

"Yes?but we can't go running over there naked. Lets, at least put our robes
on, and then we can go and confront this asshole. We have to be careful,
guys, as a father, that fat bastard is legally within his rights to engage
in corporal punishment. I don't want to intervene if it will only induce
fat bastard to further beat the kid to demonstrate to us who's in charge."
I said.

"Yes, but that was not a spanking, Barry, that was a beating?believe me, I
know the difference." David said.

"I agree completely, guys. Still we must respond with restraint so as not
to exacerbate the incident." I said.

We all hurriedly put on T-shirts and shorts, and went as a group across the
street to confront this ogre.

He was still standing over the kid, belt in hand, but had not struck him
further.

"Welcome to the neighborhood?..uh?.uh?" I said, indicating that I was
struggling for a name.

"Greg" he replied.


"Well, Greg, I think you'll find the neighborhood to your liking, and
you'll get along fine with us if we never see or hear of you beating that
boy, as we just witnessed, ever again. We don't accept that sort of abusive
behavior and will not tolerate it." I said.

The boy, now whimpering through his tears, looked at us and smiled
sheepishly.

"This is none of your damned business?Stay out of it?or I'll call the
police." Greg said.

"No need to call, Greg, three houses down from your house lives the Chief
of Police. We know him well. Shall I have one of the guys here to go and
get him?" I said.

"Listen, you son of a bitch, you don't know anything. This kid is
completely worthless. Hell, if it were legal?I'd sell him to you and he
could become your problem."

"We'd be glad to take him, too. No boy deserves to be beaten like you just
did to this kid. As you just said, such a thing is illegal or we'd gladly
take him."

"Oh Yeah? I remember now? the real estate agent told me there were some
nudist faggots living across the street?I forgot. That must be you guys,
huh?"

"Let me give him a karate lesson, Barry."  David interjected.

"Bring it on, faggot!" Greg said.

David began to move forward, but I stopped him, placing an arm in front of
him.

"Don't flatter yourself, Greg. David is a third degree black belt. He has
won numerous karate tournaments all over the country and, I assure you, he
can kick your ass with one hand tied behind his back. You don't want to
explain to your wife how it is that some nudist faggot kicked your ass?do
you?"

"My wife deserted a long time ago, when the boy was just a toddler. He has
no memory of her, and I wish I didn't either." Greg said.

"So, you get back at her by beating her son?"  I said.

"Fuck you. Like I said, this is none of your damned business." Greg said
profanely.

"You made it our business when we saw you, with our own eyes, beating this
boy. So now, it is very much our business. Chief Kindle is a dear friend,
and I bet he can get Child Protective Services involved to make sure you
never beat this boy again without the threat of incarceration?call my
bluff?PLEASE!" I said.




I turned to look at the boy, still lying there on the pavement, though he
had turned onto his side and was now looking up to witness what was
happening:

"What's your name, young man?" I asked.

Greg interrupted:

"His name is Carson, as if it's any of your business."

"Like I said, Greg, you've made it our business." I reminded.

"Fine, asshole, he'd probably be quite comfortable with you guys anyway. He
loves to run around the house naked. Ever since he joined that damned swim
team, he loves to be naked." Greg announced.

"So do you." Carson said to Greg.

"Shut Up! You little shit." Greg responded.

"Look, let's try to defuse the moment, Greg. We were about to sit down to a
light lunch. Let Carson join us, it will give you a chance to cool down, as
well, as it goes to your broken lamp."

"Oh what the fuck!" Greg said, as he bent and began gathering up the chards
from the broken lamp."

I turned to Carson again:

"Are you hungry, Carson?" I asked.

Greg interrupted again:

"He's always fuckin hungry!"

"Carson?I guess you and Danny have that in common. Danny has a metabolism
that is forever in overdrive and so he's hungry much of the time." I said,
as I pointed to Danny, who smiled and nodded.

"Would you like to join us for lunch, Carson?" I asked.

Carson turned to Greg for approval.

"Go Ahead, let someone else pay to feed you for a change." Greg said.

Travis extended a hand and Carson took hold of it to help him get to his
feet.

We began to walk across the street toward our house. I looked back to see
the men from the moving van giving us a thumbs up for what we had done. One
of them ran to give me a card to call, in the event we needed any witnesses
to the event, for legal purposes.

As we approached the front porch, Carson spoke:

"Do I have to get naked?"

"Of course not. If you're not comfortable with being nude, you can remain
dressed. If you want, we will all remain dressed through lunch, so you will
be comfortable. It's your call." I said.

"Oh I don't mind being naked, I've got a decent build and I don't mind
showing it off?but? I'd be embarrassed for you to see my butt." Carson
advised.

"Why would you be embarrassed, Carson?" David asked.

"Cause Greg keeps it all black and blue most of the time?it's not a pretty
sight." Carson said.

"You call your Dad by his proper name, Carson?" I asked.


"That's the most kind name I have for him. Mostly, my friends and I call
him the fat asshole." Carson said with a smile.


"I must confess, after what we witnessed just now, Fat Asshole is probably
a good name for him. I'm sorry, Carson, I don't mean to insult your Dad."
David said.

"Please, I don't consider him my Dad, he and my Mom adopted me as an
infant, before my Mom split, so he's NOT my biological Dad. He's just Fat
Asshole." Carson replied.

As we entered the house, Carson said:

"You guys can get naked. I'm cool with it. Whenever my butt isn't all black
and blue I'll get naked with you. Like Greg said?I run around naked all the
time. It's cool."

"As you wish, Carson. I assure you, though, with all the tournaments David
suffered through, I've seen his butt all black and blue, as you put it,
many a time. There's nothing to be embarrassed at." I suggested.

"You guys won't laugh at me or anything?" Carson asked.

"Of course not, Carson. We would never do such a thing." I assured him.

Once in the house, we found Landon and Lance watching out the window to see
what all the commotion was about.

As we got into the foyer I spoke:

"Lance?Landon?. this is our new friend, Carson. Please welcome him."

"Welcome Carson, you're welcome here." The boys said, in near unison.

"Thanks, guys." Carson replied.

"Carson is a bit self conscious about getting naked with us. You remember
how your were similarly hesitant to let us all see your nearly permanent
erection, Lance?"

Lance grabbed his erection and wagged it at us:

"I'm not shy to let anybody see it now, though."

We all chuckled.

Carson took a long look and said:

"Damn that's about the hardest hard-on I've ever seen."

"Thank you!" Lance replied proudly

We all chuckled again.

"Well, Carson is reluctant to let us see his butt because it's black and
blue from the beatings he's had to endure. Let's let him know we understand
and will NOT in any way embarrass him about it."

"Hey Carson? You're welcome here and you don't have to be embarrassed about
anything?.I promise. Once you're a friend, we're with you 100%?you don't
have to be shy or anything like that" Lance said.

"He's right, guy, er?I mean, Carson. I only became friends with the group a
few days ago and I feel completely comfortable with them. They welcomed me
and I love them for it." Landon added.

"We love you too, Landon. We're delighted to have you with us." I said.

"You guys are pretty cool. I like you already."

"Let's eat!" Danny exclaimed

We all chuckled.

I turned to Carson and said:

"See, I told you Danny's always ready to eat."

Carson smiled.

We all began to disrobe and, once naked, we started for the table.

We turned to see Carson disrobing as the rest of us had arrived at the
table.

"I'll be right there, guys." Carson called out, as he removed the last of
his clothes, his briefs.

Carson was well endowed. His penis was well above average in size as were
his testicles.

As he approached, we saw Carson only from the front so we weren't really
ready for what he had in store for us as it went to his butt.

Lance spoke first:

"Damn Boy, you've got a great body. You've got a great set of
equipment. Your dick and balls are perfect. Your butt couldn't be all
that??." Lance stopped speaking as he went behind Carson's butt and took a
look.


"It's hideous, isn't' it.? Carson said, as he hung his head and began to
well up with tears.

Lance looked up at me with an expression as if to say?. you must see this,
Barry.

"Don't be embarrassed, Carson. Please don't be embarrassed. We are your
friends; we'll get you through this. I promise."

I went behind Carson and was immediately aghast. His butt had been beaten
to an extent that it was obvious many blood vessels had been burst
repeatedly over time. His butt was nearly misshapen from the abuse.

I was both horrified and furious over what I was seeing.

The others were seated at table by now, so I said to Carson:

"You must trust us, Carson. Your friends must see what a brave guy you are
for enduring this."



With that, I turned Carson such that his butt faced the others that they
might all see.

David immediately began to cry. He jumped up from the table and shouted:

"I'll kill that bastard. I'll kill him."

Travis interjected:

"No, David?We'll kill him."

"Calm down you two?. you know that's not the answer." I said.

"It's AN answer, Barry. It may not be THE answer, but it's AN answer."
David proclaimed, as he shook in his anger.

I turned to Carson:

"You see, Carson, both David and Travis were subjected to beatings, as
well. They know precisely what you've gone through. In fact, I first met
David in his hospital room after he had been put there by a beating he had
endured. I fell in love with him the moment I saw him. Travis, too, endured
beatings from his late father. So both of them can especially identify with
your situation."

"I wish my father was the late Greg." Carson replied.

"Carson, we're now you're friends, I promise you we'll put a stop to this?
no matter what it takes." David promised.

"We damned sure will, Carson. You can count on it." Travis added.

I turned to David and said:

"As soon as we finish lunch, please get the camera, we'll need photographic
evidence of this abuse. Also, we need for Chief Kindle to see this." I
said.

"I don't want everyone to see my butt, guys." Carson said.

"I understand, Carson, but this is for your own good. You want the beatings
to stop, don't you?" I offered.

"Yeah, course I do." Carson replied.

"Please trust me, then." I pleaded.

He nodded.

"You can trust Barry, Carson. He's come to the rescue of us all. You can
trust the rest of us, as well. I promise." Added Travis.

"Barry." You didn't say your name outside before?Barry, huh?"

"I'm sorry, Carson, I guess I was so involved with your Dad's abusive
behavior, I forgot my manners. Yes, my name is Barry.

"Great to meet you, Barry?and all you guys, too." Carson said.

David still had tears running down his cheeks having been so moved at
seeing the bruises and broken blood vessels on Carson's butt. He rose and
moved toward Carson.

"Would you be offended if I hug you, Carson?" David asked.

"No, David, of course not. No one ever hugs me, though. I don't remember
anyone ever hugging me. Are you sure you want to? Greg says I'm worthless,
why would anyone want to hug me?" Carson replied.

David extended his arms and took Carson into his embrace. Carson was, at
first stiff in his response, but then melted into David's arms. It was a
beautiful sight to behold.

David spoke:

"Carson, you are anything but worthless. You must never listen to anyone
who would tell you such a thing. You are a real treasure; you are
priceless. I don't know what the Hell Greg's problem is, but if he's not
very careful, right about now, he'll find himself in the hospital with a
problem I will give him."

Carson went utterly limp in David's arms; he was so moved with the
affection and the commitment that David had just made.

"That's true for us each and all, Carson. I promise we will be your
champions and will do everything in our power to protect you from further
harm." I added.

"Damned Right, Hell Yeah, Count on it". Came the chorus of replies from the
others.

David tilted Carson's head back just enough to kiss him on the
forehead. Carson was crying.

"Why are you crying, Carson?" David asked.

Carson choked back his whimpering and said:

"I don't know, exactly. I've never cried because I was so happy before."
David looked at me and said matter-of-factishly:

"I'm gonna kill that fat bastard. I'm ready right now."

"David?. no you're not, Dammit. Then none of us would have you to hug and
love. You know it's not the answer, any more than it was with your own
abusive father. We'll deal with this and we'll do so within the law." I
insisted.

David pulled Carson's cheek back to his breast and kissed him repeatedly on
the top of his head.

"Let's eat!" Danny said.

That remark broke our spell and we all sat to complete our lunch.

Afterwards; We took the evidentiary pictures of Carson's butt and the backs
of his legs.

Carson had bonded to David instantly, and didn't move from David's reach at
any time thereafter.

"You guys are really GREAT, I'm damned glad that you came to help me, when
you did. Greg waits till I try to get back to my feet, when stuff like this
happens, then beats me again for trying to get back up." Carson explained.

David clenched his fists when he heard that.

"So, if we hadn't happened upon the scene, that fat bastard would have
beaten you even more?" David asked.

Carson nodded in the affirmative.

"He's not just a fat bastard, he's a sick bastard." I added.

"Travis, please call the chief. If he's running on time, he should be home
for lunch. Tell him I'm requesting he drop by to see something he will want
to get involved in. Tell him I said it's very urgent."  I requested.

Travis nodded and headed for the phone, while the rest of us continued to
console Carson.

We all took turns hugging Carson and assuring him we are here for him.

Travis returned and indicated that the chief would drop by on his way back
to the station within the next few minutes.



Travis spoke to Carson:

"Did I hear Greg say you were on a swim team?"

"Yeah, I was. I quit cause in the Speedo the other guys could see my
bruised butt and they wondered what the Hell was happening to me. My coach
called Greg and accused him of putting the bruises on me, and said he would
call the police if any more bruises were found on me. So, Greg made me quit
the team."

"Well, I was on a swim team when I was in school, too?" Travis began

I interrupted:

"Not only on a swim team, but eventually, Travis became a swim coach?and a
damned good one, too."

"Really, Travis?" Carson asked.

"YUP?. would you like to swim with me right now?" Travis asked with a
smile.

A wide smile formed on Carson's face, but he looked to David for
permission.

David smiled and nodded.

Carson followed Travis to the anteroom and out to the pool.

The two of them had barely gotten into the pool when the other boys joined
them. It was Splash, Splash, Splash, as Landon, Lance, and Danny wasted no
time being in the pool with Travis and Carson.

Now just David and me?I could see the rage still festering in David's mind.

Just then, the doorbell rang. It was the chief.

We ushered him in and went into detail about Greg's abusive behavior of a
few hours earlier, and how he expressed a willingness to sell Carson to the
highest bidder, if only it were legal.

"Finally, chief, there's something you need you see. It's a case of a
picture being worth a thousand words." I said.

"Very well, Barry." The chief replied.

I motioned for him to follow me to the poolside deck.

I called to Carson:

"Can you please join us for just a moment, Carson? Then you can swim some
more."

Carson came to my side and put an arm around my waist. He was cold from the
pool water, and gave me something of a shock when he put his arm around me.

"Carson, this is our friend Chief Kindle. He can help us and, most
importantly, you. I need him to see your butt. Don't be embarrassed. He's
our friend." I said.

Carson nodded and turned around to expose his butt to the chief.

A look of absolute horror came over the chief's face when he saw Carson's
butt.

The chief took a long look at Carson's battered behind, then turned him
around to face him.

The chief knelt down in front of Carson and said:

"Who did this to you, son?"

"Greg." Carson replied.

"Is that your Dad?" The chief asked.

"Yeah?well, he's my adopted Dad, he's not my real Dad." Carson explained.

"How long has he been doing this to you, Carson?" The chief asked.

"Always?long as I can remember." Carson added.

The Chief was visibly upset?no?he was furious. He turned to me:

"We need pictures, Barry."

"Already took some, chief." I said.

"You need to take many?from every angle. Front, side, back, and from
several angles on the backside." The chief recommended.

I had Danny retrieve the camera to take still more pictures.

"I can swear that these pictures were taken in my presence and on this date
and time, Barry. There will be no question of their authenticity." The
Chief advised.



We took dozens of pictures.

The Chief became more upset with every passing moment.

He called for the dept. doctor to come and give his assessment. We allowed
Carson to continue with the swimming until the doctor arrived.

The doctor, finally, arrived.

We called Carson from the water, once more and the doctor examined him
thoroughly.

When he finished, once more, Carson took to the water.

"Well, Chief, the doctor began, it's hard to know without an MRI and some
other procedures, but the boy may have already suffered permanent
damage. He's been beaten severely and frequently. He might have suffered
nerve damage in addition to the blood vessels that have been ruptured, and
apparently, ruptured, repeatedly. This boy should be in protective
custody."

"That was my conclusion, as well, Doc. Thanks for coming by. When you get
back to the station, please write up a thorough report on this matter. I'll
need to take it to the district attorney. Also, sign the necessary forms to
place Carson into the temporary protective custody of Barry, until this all
gets sorted out in court." The chief instructed.

"No problem, Chief. The forms will be waiting on you." The doctor advised.

The Doctor made his exit and drove off in his police car. I'm sure all this
activity made for juicy gossip in the block, at least with all the
busybodies who relish such things.

The chief asked for something to wrap around Carson, briefly.

I put a terrycloth robe around him, as well as donned my own to walk across
the street with the Chief.

We walked together back to Greg's house, whereupon the chief knocked on the
door.

Greg came to the door to find the Chief standing there with his badge
presented.

"Oh, you're returning my kid from these faggots, huh?" Greg said to the
Chief.

"Are you Greg?" The chief asked.

"I damned sure am."

"First, then, what did you call my dear friend, Barry? Was it faggot? Was
that it?" Chief asked.

Greg realized he had just stepped in it, and the smirk disappeared from his
fat face.

"Was it? Faggot?was that it?" The chief inquired again.

Greg just shrugged.

The chief went on:

He turned Carson so his back was at Greg.

He removed the terrycloth to expose Carson's entire backside to Greg.

"Did you do this to this boy?" The chief asked, with maximum distain.

Greg shrugged.

"I asked you a question?. DID YOU DO THIS TO CARSON?" The chief yelled.

"I want to talk to my attorney." Greg said.

You have him call me. I'll tell him which of the district attorneys I have
refereed this matter to.

"In the meantime, my only decision involves whether or not to arrest you on
the spot or to wait till the D.A.'s office issues a warrant. I will get
Judge Meadows to issue a protective order to place Carson with Barry until
the matter is resolved." The chief explained.

"I don't give a shit. Barry can have him, for all I care. I'm tired of the
worthless little shit and have been for a long time." Greg replied.

"That's how you feel about your own son? The judge will be most interested
to hear that, I'm sure." The chief said, furiously.

"The kid is worthless, and he'll bankrupt you just trying to keep him fed
and clothed."

Greg went on:

''Why would any judge place Carson with these fag?with these characters,
anyway?"


"Judge Meadows is a close friend of Barry and the rest of these
"characters", as you put it. He knows that Carson will be safe with
them?. THAT'S WHY!" The chief screamed at Greg.

"Fuck it?I don't care. I won't fight it. Let the little shit go with Barry
and the rest. I'll be glad to be rid of him. If you want to prosecute me
for spanking my son, I'll bet you'll discover it's perfectly legal for me
to resort to corporal punishment?. I'm sure my attorney can explain that
fact." Greg arrogantly retorted.

"I assume your attorney will know the difference between a spanking and
battery. What you've done here is Assault and Battery? and worse, I think
that, to any jury, it is Felony Child Abuse; ask your attorney what the
difference is, smart ass." The chief said.

"Where are the boy's clothes?" The chief asked.

"All his stuff is still in the minivan." Greg responded.

The chief turned to Carson and said:

"Get all your stuff, son."

Carson did so and I helped him to carry the large laundry basket full of
his stuff back to the house.

We sat the basket on the porch and I told Carson to return to his swim with
Travis while I finished up with the Chief.

The chief told Greg that he was to stay away from Carson, and that he would
be served, later in the day, with the order from Judge Meadows, wherein all
the particulars would be cited.

The Chief returned to the house and instructed me:

"If Greg shows up over here, or, in any way, attempts to contact Carson,
call me immediately.

He went on:

"I need to tell Carson some things."








We went to poolside and the Chief called Carson to the edge of the pool.

"Carson, I want you to know that I have known Barry and all the guys here
for a very long time. They are good friends to me and have helped me
frequently. You can trust them, completely. They will take good care of you
while all this gets sorted out. If, in the end, you want to stay with them
long term, I'm sure the judge will make it possible. I'm obliged to tell
you, that, at the same time, if you wish to stay with another family, in
foster care, the decision will be, in large measure, yours."

Carson replied:

"No, I can tell already, I want to stay here with David, Travis and the
other guys. I was happy here right away."

The chief spoke to Carson once more:

"Greg has been instructed to stay away from you. If he fails to comply,
he'll accumulate additional charges. He must make no effort to contact you,
not in person, not on the phone, not in any way. Do you understand?"

Carson nodded in affirmation.

The Chief went on:

"Your nightmare is over, Carson. Barry and the guys will take good care of
you. You will probably need to have Barry or one of the guys bring you for
official pictures of your injuries and to have an MRI made of those
injuries. Do you understand? You must mind Barry in any direction he might
give you. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Sir." Carson replied.

The chief concluded:

"Do you understand that the lifestyle here includes nudity and that Barry
and the other guys are gay, though they will not try to force their
lifestyle choices upon you? I explained that, if you become uncomfortable
and wish to enter the foster care program, that's your call?. OKAY?"

"I think it's pretty cool." Carson replied.






The Chief smiled:

"So do I, Carson. I come here often to go skinny-dipping. I like being
nude, and always feel at home here. I'm always treated like family, and it
means a lot to me. I know these guys very well, and can promise you that
you will be safe and warm and fed here and I think you will become very
fond of these guys. I have."

"I've only been here for a few hours, but I can tell that you're right,
Sir. I'm sure I'll love all the guys quick." Carson said with a smile.

I accompanied the Chief to the door as he explained that he would recommend
the judge arrange a stipend to help defray the costs of adding a new mouth
to feed so unexpectedly.


"It's not necessary, Chief, though, I admit, it will be helpful." I said.

The chief, nodded ,gave me a hug, and made his exit.

Just as he got to the street, one of the squad cars arrived to serve the
paperwork on Greg.

The chief accompanied the officer to Greg's house and personally witnessed
its delivery.

The Chief, then, walked the few doors back to his house, as the squad car
drove away.

As I closed the door, my mind was reeling with the events that had just
taken place. I gathered my senses long enough to look upward and exclaim:

"Thank You Ganymede!"

I walked to the pool. As I approached, Travis spoke up:

"He's a strong swimmer, Barry. He's had a good coach."

I smiled and nodded.

Travis continued:

"He'd be even more a strong swimmer if his battered butt weren't so sore
that it inhibits his kicking as he swims, cause it gives him
pain.. Hopefully his butt will heal up over time, then he'll be an awesome
swimmer."






I spoke to Carson:

"Well Carson, you see you're welcome here and we will all defend you and be
your champions. We'll quickly come to love you deeply and hope you will
come to love us as well. As the Chief said before; you will always be safe
and warm and fed here, and I might add you'll be loved and protected here,
as well."

"I know, Barry, Travis was telling me his story while I was showing him how
well I swim. You're awesome, Barry. I feel right at home here. It's like a
dream come true." Carson declared.

"Would you like to accompany us to dinner, this evening, at the restaurant
of a friend of ours?" I asked.

"Sure, if you really want me to. Greg says I'm utterly worthless, so why
would you want to spend money on buying me dinner?"

"David already corrected you on that matter, earlier, sweet boy. You are
invaluable, Carson, you are worth more than all the gold in the world. You
must never allow anyone to get in your head and convince you of such a
thing as being worthless. As you spend more time with us, you'll come to
understand how precious we regard you. You are worth so very much that it
cannot be expressed in mere words, Carson. We will convince you through our
love how valuable you really are. Just give us a chance to show you."  I
said, as a tear welled up in my eye.

Carson slowly formed a wide smile:

"I love you guys already. You're awesome, all of you. David is already
special to me, and I know all of you will, too."

OKAY, then. I need to call Trey and ask him to set an additional place
setting.

I called Trey and explained to him we'd be bringing Carson along for the
evening's festivities. I gave him a brief synopsis of the day's events and
that Carson was ours, at least for now.

After Trey listened to my recounting of the day's events, he exclaimed:

"Let me guess?. Ganymede?"

"Yes, I think so, Trey. Carson has a very low opinion of himself, so try to
make him feel special, as you always have for each of us."

"You know I will, Barry. See you tonight."


I called Pop to inform him I'd be bringing along a boy he hadn't expected,
and that we would pay his part of the tab.

"Nonsense, Barry. Tonight is my treat and I will be delighted to include
another guest, what did you say his name is, again?" Pop replied.

"His name is Carson, Pop. He's been the subject of much physical abuse and
has the bruises to show for it. He is a little shy about meeting new
people, so don't engage him beyond where he leads." I said

"I understand, completely, Barry. See you tonight."

"See You, Pop, and thanks." I concluded.

CLICK?. the phone went dead.


I turned to see David finishing up the clean-up from our lunch:

"I'm sorry, Baby, I should have done all that. I'm so distracted with
Carson's appearance that I wasn't thinking."

"It's OKAY, Barry, Danny helped to do most of it before he went to splash
around in the pool with the others." David replied.

"Let's join them, Sweetie." I suggested.

David finished drying his hands on a dishtowel and replied:

"Let's do. I'll bring along some lemonade"

We arrived at poolside to find Carson being coached by Travis on some new
techniques.

 David placed the pitcher of lemonade and the plastic glasses he had
prepared on a tray and set it on the table. David and I sat down side-by
side and David put an arm around me.

Carson observed our affectionate embrace and said:

"So?you guys are lovers, huh?"

"We are all lovers, Carson. Barry, Danny, Travis and me." David explained.

"Can I still sit on your lap, David? I'd really like that." Carson said.

"Of course you can, Carson. You're not a little guy, exactly, but you're
welcome on my lap as you would be on Barry's or Travis' or Danny's." David
advised.

"COOL!" Carson replied.

"If he sits on my lap, you might not be able to even see me, he's nearly as
big as me." Danny offered with a chuckle.

After some more time being coached by Travis, it was time to get out of the
pool and dry off. Travis helped to dry Carson, being especially careful and
gentle with Carson's butt:

"Thanks, Travis?you're GREAT!" Carson complimented.

"I want to sit on your lap now, David?is it OKAY?" Carson asked.

"Of course it's OKAY, Carson. Just sit down on me slowly?your body is going
to be cold from the pool water?so don't shock my body."

Carson did as requested, and very slowly sat on David's lap. Even so, David
experienced goose bumps briefly until Carson's body began to warm.

Carson leaned his head back to rest it on David's shoulder. He placed his
arms back to lock his hands by the fingers around David's neck. It was a
rather erotic scene... Carson's dick and balls resting just above
David's. I couldn't help but drink in the sight. Carson's balls came to
rest on David's penis and as Carson's scrotum became warm it extended over
David's penis so that much of David's penis was covered, his glans and
meatus remaining exposed.

I was drinking in the sight when Lance happened to look in our
direction. He pointed at Carson's genitalia and said:

"Why is there blood on Carson's meatus?"

I couldn't' see that detail from my angle of view, so I reached gently to
take Carson's penis in hand and lift it gently to allow me to better see
his meatus. As I took Carson's circumcised penis into my grasp, it began to
become erect.

Indeed there was a droplet of blood mixed with some Cowper's fluid at
Carson's meatus.

"Why is there blood here, Carson?" I asked.

"Oh I get that all the time, Barry. It means I need to jerk off. I can go
to the bathroom and jerk myself off, and I won't have that problem for a
while." Carson suggested.

"Carson, it's not normal for blood to appear at the tip of your penis in
this way." I advised.

"It's not?" Carson asked.

"No it's not. I think it would be good for you to ejaculate, but I think we
need to collect your semen and let the Dr. determine why you bleed from
your penis in this way." I said.

"Collect my what?" Carson asked.

"Collect your semen, Carson?. You know? the stuff that comes out of you
when you jerk off." I said.

"Oh?. well, OKAY, I guess. I don't want to gross you guys out by jerking
off in front of you." Carson said.

"Carson, sweet boy, you won't gross us out at all." I began

Lance jumped in:

"Hell, I'll even race you to see who can cum the quickest?Landon will too."

"CUM?" Carson replied.

"Cum is a slang term for semen, Carson?. it's the stuff that comes out of
you when you jerk off." I said.

"Oh, OKAY." He said.

"In fact, Carson, I'll have David jerk you off and collect your cum in a
glass. You can just enjoy the ride. OKAY?" I suggested.

I motioned for David.

David looked at the blood / Cowper's mixture and became visibly upset.

"OKAY, Carson, I want you to lie on the table here, on your back. Just
place your arms over and behind your head. I'll take it from there."

"How COOL. David is going to jerk me off. No one except one of my swim team
buddies and I have ever jerked each other off. He got so grossed out at the
blood, we never did it again."

David took Carson's penis in hand. Before he began stroking Carson's penis
he asked:

"You know Carson, based on the development of your genitals, I'd guess your
age at 14. You have well developed genitals and a good crop of pubic
hair. Would I be right?"

"Damn close, David. I'll be 14 next month." Carson replied.

"So?what are my genitals?" Carson asked.

"Well, your external genitalia would include, primarily, your dick and your
balls, Carson. Whomsoever circumcised you used a technique that left your
frenulum in tact, so that's good?.but that is still part of your
penis. Later I'll explain what each of the structure are. Your glans,
meatus, corona, frenulum, perineum, vas deferens, testicles and all the
rest. OKAY?"

Carson's penis was growing in girth as David's explanation proceeded.  The
blood and Cowper's fluid mixture increased at Carson's meatus

"Barry, I want to check his vas deferens before I begin to masturbate him."
David said.

I nodded in agreement.

David continued to hold Carson's penis as before, but took his other hand
and began to feel Carson' vas deferens through the skin of his scrotum.

The blood increased dramatically as David gently squeezed Carson's vas. It
became obvious that Carson's testicles were the source of the blood.

David looked at me and slowly shook his head. It was obvious that Carson's
testicles had endured damage at the hands of Fat Bastard, as well.

"OKAY, Carson, I'm going to masturbate you now." David announced.

"Mastur??" Carson asked.

"Yes. Masturbate. It's the proper term for jerking off."

"COOL, GUYS!!!!! David is going to jerk me off. Go ahead, David, this is
really cool." Carson exclaimed for all to hear.

By this time, Carson's penis had swollen to its maximum circumference and
length. It was throbbing in anticipation.

"OKAY, Carson, I'm going to go slow. Call out when you are about to
shoot. I need to collect all of your semen for examination." David
announced, as he began to stroke Carson's penis.


Lance and Landon stood next to Carson and began to masturbate each other at
the same time.

This is so damned COOL. I bet I'll beat you both?.I cum pretty quick.

All three boys were headed toward ejaculation

Carson closed his eyes as David took him to the point-of-no-return. His
abdomen began to contract. His scrotum retracted, pulling his testicles
tight against his abdomen..  He was ready to ejaculate.

"Now, Guys! Here it comes." Carson shouted

"Me too." Lance called out

"Me too." Landon groaned.

I was too busy concentrating on Carson's ejaculation to take note of who
really shot first. I think it was Lance.

David positioned the glass to collect Carson's semen. Carson nearly filled
it up. It was a shot glass, and Carson was really packing a load.

The first three or four of Carson's ejaculatory spurts were nothing more
than blood. The remainder of his shots were a mixture of blood and
semen. It would have been quite erotic, but instead, it scared the Hell out
of me.

David was visibly upset, as well. He looked up at me and slowly shook his
head, still again.

"I think we'd better call Dr. Ben and tell him about this."

I nodded in agreement.

Dr. Ben wanted to see Carson immediately. He even drove to our house to
examine him. So Carson would feel comfortable, Dr. Ben disrobed, as well.

Dr. Ben first observed Carson's butt:

"My God, Barry, who has done such a thing?"

I briefly explained. Then Dr. Ben shook his head and turned to Carson

"OKAY, son, I'm going to examine you, now. Don't freak out on me. I'm going
to handle you in a way you may have never experienced." Dr. Ben explained.



"Holy Crap?my, what did you call them?genitalia?  has never had this much
attention." Carson announced with a chuckle, as Dr. Ben took his scrotum in
hand.

"Well, for starters, the reason his testicles appear so large is that they
are swollen. He probably has an infection." Dr Ben announced.

Dr. Ben turned to Carson:

"Does it hurt when you ejaculate, son?"

"Sometimes, but I'm used to it." Carson asked.

"Has it always been that way?"

"No, Sir, but a few times when my Dad would spank me, the belt would whip
around my side and smack me in the balls. That's when I started having the
blood when I cum." Carson advised.

"My God, Barry. My God." Dr. Ben remarked.

"OKAY, I'm going to give you a couple of prescriptions?in fact, I may have
some samples in my case out in the car, but when they run out you can fill
the prescriptions. I'll make them for you, Barry, so there will be no
question at the pharmacy about filling them." Dr. Ben said.

Ben instructed Danny to retrieve his case from the car. Danny put on some
shorts, just long enough to do so. Soon Danny was back with the case, and
naked once more.

Ben removed the samples from his case and explained:

"One of these is a cream. It needs to be rubbed into his scrotum about
every four hours. It will be absorbed directly into his scrotum and help to
kill his infection. The other is a lotion.  Lastly, here are some
antibiotic capsules. He'll need to take one four times a day.  The lotion
should be gently applied to his butt to help with the curing of the
swelling and broken blood vessels. Try to keep his butt exposed, which
should be the norm here. I don't want the lotion to be rubbed away into any
clothing. Rub it into his butt slowly till it is all absorbed. "

Ben turned to Carson and asked:

"Are you allergic to any antibiotics, son?"

"I don't think so. I'm not sure I've ever taken any." Carson replied.

"Well, this antibiotic is generally well tolerated by everyone. Barry will
watch for any signs that you are having a negative reaction to it, and will
call me if so. OKAY?"

"OKAY." Carson replied.

Dr. Ben turned to me and said:

" I'll type up a report on all of this and send it to you, Barry. I'll
provide notarized copies for you and for the police."

"Here is the semen sample we collected, Doc." David reported, as he handed
the specimen to Dr. Ben.

Dr. Ben held it up to the light and said:

"My God."

Dr. Ben smelled the specimen, placed a finger into it and tasted the semen
he gathered on his finger:

"It smells OKAY, but from the taste, and the presence of the blood, I'd say
he does, indeed, have an infection."

"OKAY Carson, just one more thing. I need to check your prostate to make
sure it hasn't at some point been ruptured. It's not the most comfortable
procedure, but it doesn't take long." Dr. Ben said.

Carson, having no idea what was about to happen looked to David for
approval.

David nodded in the affirmative and said:

"It's OKAY, Carson. I've had it done many times. It's just having a finger
up your butt for a minute or so. If you don't fight it, it actually feels
pretty good."

"OKAY, if you say so, David." Carson replied.

"OKAY, Carson, lie across my lap, butt up. I'm going to lube your rectum
with some stuff, and then, as David told you, I'll place a finger into your
rectum to check your prostate." Dr Ben explained.

As Carson took his position across Ben's lap he spoke:

"My prostate is up my butt?"

"Not exactly, Carson. It lies against the anterior wall of your rectum and
can be felt through the wall of your rectum. That's how we examine it. It's
called a digital rectal exam. I'll try not to be in there any longer than
necessary."

"OKAY?. does it hurt?" Carson asked.

"No?though it might not feel comfortable, and might make you feel like you
need to defecate, er, that is, you might feel like you have to poop, it
doesn't generally hurt.

Dr. Ben gently inserted his index finger to Carson's anus, then, into
Carson's rectum.

"His rectum isn't full but there's a lot of feces present." Dr. Ben
announced.

He spoke to Carson:

"Son, do you think you can poop for me? Then I'll be better able to feel
your prostate."

"I think I can, Doc." Carson replied.

"OKAY, let's go into the bathroom and see if you can poop for me." Dr Ben
said.

"There's some saline enema bottles in the cabinet, Ben."

"Great, that will really help to flush him clean."

After a few minutes, Carson and Ben returned. Carson resumed his position
across Ben's lap.

"OKAY, Carson, I'm coming into you one more time. Try to relax. I'll be as
quick as possible."

"OKAY, Doc." Carson answered.

Ben, once more, generously lubricated Carson's anus and his own finger with
K-Y. He slowly and gently placed a finger at Carson's anus and entered his
rectum. Before he began the actual exam, he turned to me and said:

"Barry, do you have another glass? I'm going to milk his prostate and
collect its fluid for examination at the office."

Dr. Ben spread his legs apart to ensure that Carson's penis and testicles
were dangling there such that I could place the collection glass at
Carson's meatus to accept the prostatic fluid.

"OKAY, Carson, here we go." Dr. Ben announced.

Dr. Ben's finger twisted gently and rotated against the rectal wall of
Carson, who let out a gentle groan.

"It won't take much longer, buddy, hang in there." Ben said.

"Here's the left lobe." Dr Ben announced.  Prostatic fluid began issuing
from Carson's meatus in copious quantities. Ben milked it till the volume
of fluid began to subside.

"Here's the right lobe." Dr. Ben announced

Again the fluid began to issue from Carson's meatus in huge quantities. I
collected it into the glass.

"I don't feel any scar tissue or other irregularities in his prostate,
Barry. That's a good sign." Ben said.

"I'm going to come out of you, now, Carson. Are you still OKAY?" Ben asked.

"Yeah?. actually it feels kinda cool?I could get used to it." Carson
answered.

Ben looked up at me and winked.

"Well, a lot of guys like that sensation, Carson. You may be one of them.

"Hell Yeah?I like having a dick up my ass, Carson. Don't feel weird about
it. It feels really good." Lance chimed in.

"If it feels like this, it does feel pretty good. I have to admit it."
Carson confessed.

Dr. Ben retracted his finger slowly from Carson's anus. As it made its
exit, Carson emitted a rather protracted fart:

"Oh, I should have warned you about that little side effect, Carson. Please
don't be embarrassed. It's a fairly common thing."

"Sorry Guys!" Carson called out to us.

"It's not a problem, Carson. You heard what Dr. Ben just said. Happens all
the time." David interjected.

"Just lie there a little longer, while I clean up your anus and wipe all
the K-Y off your butt." Dr. Ben instructed Carson.

He complied.

Ben, cleaned Carson's anus and butt crack to remove all the K-Y.

OKAY, Carson. You're all cleaned up, now.

I reached to Carson's penis and squeezed it to extract the residual
prostatic fluid from his urethra and move it along into the glass.

"Damn?that feels good, too." Carson proclaimed.

"Glad you enjoyed it, Carson." I chuckled.

"Okay, Carson, I think we're done for now." Dr Ben announced, as he wiped
his fingers on a medicated, pre-moistened wipe."

Carson stood up and so did Dr. Ben.


Dr. Ben turned to me once more:

"Apply the lotion and the cream, Barry. Give him his first dose of the
antibiotic and keep an eye on him for about an hour. If he has any sort of
negative reaction?call me immediately."

"Will do, Doc. We'll be good nurses for him. You know we will. Thanks for
coming on such short notice. We really appreciate it." I said.

"No problem, Barry. I was finished with my office appointments,
anyway. Otherwise I might not have been able to get here so quickly." Ben
replied, as he began to get dressed to leave.

"Just send us the bill, Ben. We'll take care of it." I said.

"There will be no bill, Barry. Just invite Jacob and me to your next dinner
party." Ben said.

"Will do, Ben. You're the best." I proclaimed.

Ben smiled widely and laughed:

"There are some who think so, Barry."


After Ben had made his exit, I tossed David the cream and the lotion.

"I assume he'll want you to do the honors, David."

"And I'll be happy to do so." David replied.

David called to Carson to come to him.

Carson complied immediately.

"OKAY, Carson, The doctor wants these two things applied to your scrotum
and you butt. So, I'm going to do so." David explained.

"My scrotum?" Carson asked.

"Yes, that this sack of skin that yours balls are in." David said, as he
took Carson by his scrotum.

"Cool, David. That feels really good. I think I could like gay stuff."
Carson said.

"You probably would, Carson. This is just a medical treatment, even though
it does involve your balls and probably will feel quite pleasurable." David
said.

"OKAY, Carson. I'm going to sit here on the lounge. I want you to lie down
across my lap with your head at the pillowed end of the lounge and your
butt on my lap so your balls are right at my reach." David instructed.

Carson complied with David's instructions.

David opened the cream and squeezed out a generous amount of it onto his
palm.

It had a bluish tint to it, and according to the instructions, it was to be
massaged into the scrotum and testicles until absorbed, as witnessed by the
bluish tint disappearing and the scrotum becoming dry to the touch.

David began massaging the cream into Carson' scrotum and balls:

"Feels warm, David. I like it." Carson declared.

David continued to massage the cream into Carson's scrotum. The scrotum
responded to the warmth of the cream by becoming fully extended, Carson's
testicles resting at the bottom of that sack.

The other effect of having his testicles massaged was, as one might expect,
that Carson's penis became very erect.

David called out to me:

"Barry, could you help hold his penis in check, as I've got both my hands
at play, massaging his testicles and holding his scrotum at maximum
extension."  "Sure." I replied.

I went to help. I took Carson's penis in my hand. It was busy trying to
escape my grasp to continue its dance.

"Damn, Carson, your penis is powerful. I can barely hold it still." I said.

"Really?" Carson replied.

"Really." I affirmed.

As I held Carson's penis still, preventing it from dancing about on its
base, semen, this time unbloody semen, began to issue from his meatus to
run down my hand into his pubic hair. I called to Lance to bring me a small
towel. I placed the towel at the base of Carson's penis such to allow the
semen to be absorbed by it and not get so much into his pubic hair, where
it can be a big mess and hard to clean up, if allowed to dry there.

David continued to massage the cream into Carson's testicles, until the
bluish tint might diminish.

"Sorry, guys, I'm gonna cum again?. I can't stop it." Carson announced, as
his body began to stiffen up."

"It's OKAY, Carson. Let it fly." I advised.

Almost before I finished uttering those words, Carson let fly a string of
cum that even Lance would be proud of. It must have risen three feet into
the air before gravity took over and pulled it to land on his abdomen.

"Uh?Uh?God it feels good." Carson groaned as his ejaculation proceeded.

 "I'm happy you had such a pleasurable ejaculation, Carson, and better yet,
there was no blood this time." I said.

"My balls are so hot from the cream and from David playing with them, I had
to cum, there was no stopping it." Carson explained.

"We wouldn't want you to stop it, Carson. It's only natural. Enjoy it." I
said.

It took several more minutes before the bluish tint began to diminish as
David rubbed the cream into Carson's testicles. I busied myself sopping up
all the cum that had come to rest on Carson's abdomen. The smell of it was
normal, though very strong.

Carson's penis continued to palpitate in my hand until, finally, all the
cum had been drained from it. I traced my finger along his perineum to
coach it all from his meatus.

"Wow!" That was the most powerful I've ever had. I really blew my cum all
over the place, didn't I?" Carson exclaimed.

"You did a great job, Carson. You really did blow cum all over the place. I
think I got most of it sopped up on the towel." I replied.

"Dammit?. I didn't even get to taste it." Lance complained.

"Until this infection is eliminated, none of us better taste it, Lance." I
reported.

"You guys would taste my cum?" Carson asked.

"Hell yes, Carson, we'd do more than taste it, we'd let you shoot it into
our mouths?.or our butts, if you prefer." Landon added.

"No Shit?" Carson asked.

"Absolutely, Carson. I'd love to try a mouthful of your cum?. once your
infection is over." Landon said.

"Wow! I've never even thought of trying that. Is it really good?No
kidding?"

"It damned sure is, isn't it, Barry?" Lance exclaimed.

I turned to Carson and said.

"They aren't kidding, Carson. We find it really delicious. You may
not. Perhaps we'll find out if you decide to try it. It's OKAY if you don't
want to try it, as well." I said.

Carson formed a wide smile and said:

"I never thought of trying it, but I'm sure if you guys like it, so will
I. I'll try it sometime." Carson said.

"OKAY, Carson, just let us know when you want to try it and if there's some
one of us whose semen you'd prefer to try." I said, leaving the decision to
Carson.

"All right, the blue has all disappeared, Carson. Let's roll you over and
do your butt." David said.

Carson complied and was now butt up for David to apply the lotion.

David looked down to see Carson's battered and bruised butt once again. He
looked up at me and mouthed silently: I'll kill the fat bastard.


I nodded in appreciation of the sentiment.

This time, David poured out the lotion onto Carson's butt. He began rubbing
it into Carson's butt.

"That feels warm too, guys, it feels really good." Carson announced.

We weren't keeping a close eye on Carson, as David rubbed the lotion onto
his butt. After a bit I looked at Carson to find that he was sound
asleep. He was so precious and in his sleep was entirely angelic.

I motioned for David to take a look. He did, smiled, and continued rubbing
the lotion on that precious little butt.

"He's a little angel, isn't he?" I whispered to David, who nodded in
agreement.

"He is indeed." David whispered back, as he continued rubbing the lotion
into Carson's butt.

"Let him sleep and keep rubbing the lotion in. I'm going to look through
his clothes and see if he has anything suitable for our visit to Trey
tonight." I whispered once more.

David nodded in understanding.

I looked through Carson's things and found some things that would be fine,
though they need to be washed and ironed. I loaded his things into the
washer and started it running.

I made a round of drinks for us all, and returned to the patio Canopy with
them.

I shushed the boys to be quiet, so that Carson could sleep on David's lap.

When I looked more closely, Carson was in REM. He was really sound asleep.

We all sat around the table and began to enjoy our drinks.

"Poor Guy!" Travis whispered.

"I'm really glad he's with us now. He'll be safe." Danny added in his own
whisper.

"He's very lucky. What if you guys hadn't come along?" Landon also
whispered.

"He hasn't been so lucky before today, Landon. Hopefully he starts a new
life as of today." I responded.

We continued to watch David rubbing the lotion into Carson's precious butt.

"Danny, take two towels and cover his back and another to cover his legs,
so only his butt is exposed for David to apply the lotion. I want him to
stay warm." I whispered.  Danny did as I had asked, covering Carson except
for his butt.

David finally finished rubbing the lotion into Carson's little butt. He
dried his hands on one of the towels, and motioned for Danny to bring him
his drink.

Danny complied.

David sat there motionless, not wanting to wake Carson. He leaned forward
and kissed Carson's battered little butt. He looked at the group of us and
slowly shook his head.

David motioned for an additional towel, with which he covered Carson's
butt.

Carson seemed to be completely at peace. We were all so at peace just
watching Carson sleep. We had plenty of time for Carson to sleep before we
had to dress for Trey.

I tended to Carson's clothes as he continued to sleep.

As I loaded his clothes into the drier, I looked heavenward and once more
whispered:

"Thank You, Ganymede."


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