Date: Thu, 12 Jul 2007 14:39:01 -0700 (PDT)
From: Deep Diver <deepdiver_pr@yahoo.com>
Subject: Master and the Mate - Chapter 35
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"Manny, your natural father wants you to go live with him. But
we are going to fight him legally and try to keep you with us, if
that is what you want," Kyle revealed.
Mark's eyes opened wide. "He can't have him. Manny is now
my brother. He belongs here with us."
"I wanna stay here. I don't want to go with him. Don't let him
take me." Manny whined.
When we got home we were coming from a lawyer's office and
we are going to fight to keep you Manny, but I can't promise
you that we will win. Ry is very upset. More worried than I
have ever seen him and this will weaken him. I need you guys
to be strong for Ryan so he and I can fight this. Can you guys
help me help Ryan? Kyle said rousing the crew.
Master and The Mate
by Deepdiver
ed by Dave Loud
Chapter 35 - Christmas Tide
In the next group session, everyone was eying Ryan to see if
they could detect any changes brought on by the chemo or radio
therapies. But there were no external changes that they could
detect. There was no hair loss nor loss of weight as they had
expected. However there was one unseen change. Ryan's ass
hole felt like he had been sunburnt and he experienced
discomfort when he would wipe his ass after defecations. He
had discussed this with the radiotherapist who had recommend
that he clean himself with Prat since he was forbidden to use
any other lubricants or creams.
He had gone for radiation therapy in the morning. Again he
found himself in the smaller waiting room. One lady who
seemed somewhat depressed spoke to the small group of waiting
patients.
"I'll be so glad when I never have to hear that thud again," she
said referring to the heavy metal door which enclosed each
patient as their turn came up.
"On the contrary, that sound is our hope of life!" Ryan said
reframing the experience for her and the others patiently waiting
their turn. "Just imagine how many people in the world have no
access to a machine like this. We are the lucky ones and thank
God for that sound we have the hope of survival."
"You know I never would have thought of it that way. Thank
you, now I will be looking forward to that sound! It like the
thunder of God's voice giving us hope," she said.
Now, again with his sore butt on the hard seat, Ryan thought, my
sore ass is a reminder that I have the hope of survival. What a
small price to pay for possible many more years of life.
"I would like to speak first, if that's ok? Dr. Loud." Dean said
looking somewhat anxious. "First I want to say that both you
and Roger have been an inspiration to me. You both stand for
your rights and don't let anyone put you down. You both have
given me hope and the courage to admit to myself that I too am
gay. I am sorry Mom and Dad, if that disappoints you. But that
is who I am and I can't change and I am so tired of hiding it
from you and from my friends."
Dean's father responded first. "Son, I have often said there is
no wrong that you can commit that will make us stop loving you.
While we many not approve of everything you do and while we
will always try to correct your behaviour as we have done since
you were a boy, you can always count on our blessing and love.
Dean and his father stood and embraced. His mom stood as
well and joined them in their embrace. Then Dean hugged his
friend Roger and finally Ryan.
"Dean what you have just admitted to your parents and friends
did indeed take courage. A courage I never had. It was long
after my parents died that I learned to accept myself. You are
an inspiration to me and I hope some day to have as much
courage as you." Ryan said affirmingly.
The rest of the session was dedicated to the theme of self
acceptance as a first necessary step to accepting others'
differences. Ryan related it back to tolerance and tried to help
the group see that unity was only possible when we accept our
diversity and being able to live with diversity depends on the
Christian virtue of tolerance. The session ended when Jack
Crawford's mother asked if she could lead a prayer for Ryan's
health. She also gave thanks to God for the gift of courage that
Dean had received and for healing in Roger's family.
The next day Manny's social worker called and informed Ryan
of the date for a hearing and explained to him that the judge
wanted the boy to have a full up to date physical exam in his
file. Ryan immediately called his GP who recommended a
pediatric doctor and he made an appointment for the following
week.
When the boys came home from school, Kyle and Ryan got
them into the Honda civic and took them to a nearby lot were
they were going to pick out a Christmas tree. Kyle drove and
Ryan gave one of his lectures.
"Boys, remember, anyone can go out and buy a beautiful robust
and full Christmas tree. Its just a question of money. However,
there are two trees in this lot that nobody wants. They will be
left overs and burnt on Christmas eve. Our mission is to find
those two trees and save them. Manny since you are the
shortest in the group I want you to find the tree with a so so top
half but the best bottom half and you Mark are to search for the
tree with the best top but don't worry about the bottom.
Marks family tree had always been the nicest that they could
find. He was beginning to think that the chemotherapy was
affecting Ryan's brain and had visions of having the two saddest
looking trees decorating their house. He wished he hadn't come
to buy the tree.
Manny on the other hand had never had a real Christmas tree.
One year his mother had a centerpiece on the table that was in
the shape of tree but it was artificial, and his father had flung it
across the room in one of his rages. The idea of going to a lot
and buying a real tree, even the worst on the lot was like a
dream come true.
Once they parked the car, Manny flew out the door on his quest
for the "perfect" unwanted fir. Mark was last to get out of the
car and would have rather fallen into a hole in the earth then
been seen going home with a less then perfect tree. He was
walking as if he were going to his execution when Kyle noticed
him lagging behind. Ryan had gone ahead to watch after
Manny.
"Mark, I can tell you are feeling embarrassed just by looking at
you. Remember that we are trying to support Ry and he has
asked you to do something that means a lot to him. If you don't
want to do it, that if fine; just wait in the car. But if you love
Ryan even a little bit, dive into the sea and find the tree that is
drowning!" Kyle said to Mark but was speaking just as much to
himself as he too had no idea of what madness Ryan was up to.
Mark turned and started walking back to the car. Suddenly he
saw a tree lying near the trash heap. He felt drawn to it and
went over and stood it up.
One of the kids that was hawking the trees said, "you can have
that scraggler if you want it. No charge, we'll never be able to
sell it anyway."
Mark looked it over and sure enough. The top was great, but the
bottom was so bare and sickly it was obvious why no one would
have it.
A half hour later the crew arrived back home with the two trees
and helped Ryan lug them down into the basement. Mark and
Kyle couldn't stand to watch as Ryan took out an electric saw
and began working on them. Manny whose faith in Ryan was
unquestioning stayed with him awed by the metamorphous that
was taking place before his eyes. He saw Ryan take the bottom
half of one of the trees and with a double pointed nail join it to
the top of the other. Then using black tape he covered up his
work so well that even a trained eye could not detect his
handiwork. Then he took the remaining branches from the left
over stalks and used them to fill in by splicing them into the tree
and again using tape to hold them in place.
Manny helped Ryan pull the tree up stairs and upright it into the
stand that Kyle with Mark unenthusiastically had readied.
When they beheld the tree, they suspected that Ryan had it
hidden in the basement all the time and couldn't believe it was
the same two scrawny trees that they had brought home.
Manny thought he was the luckiest kid in the world with the best
Christmas tree of all! "What a F.......overwhelming Christmas
tree me and Ryan made".
"Ryan and I" Kyle corrected him inspired by Dave L's work.
"No it was Ryan and me!" Manny insisted, not catching the
grammatic correction.
Yes, but you said, 'me and Ryan and that is incorrect,'" Kyle
explained.
"No I said me and Ryan not you and Ryan!" Manny argued.
"Well lets just give thanks that he said, overwhelming and not
something else!" Ryan said to interrupt the debate."
Both Kyle and Mark began stringing the lights. Each string was
a different colour and each connected to a dimmer with three
separate plugs so that the tree would fade from all the lights lit
into only the blue, then fade into green and finally yellow. Each
stood in awe as the colour changes hypnotized them into a
relaxed state as they joined arms around their first family
Christmas tree.
"Dad, I'm sorry I didn't trust you. I thought this was going to be
the ugliest Christmas tree ever and it turned out to be so majestic
and we haven't even put the decorations on it yet," said Mark.
"Ry its beautiful. You make me so proud." Kyle added.
"The mystery of the Incarnation is what we celebrate at
Christmas - Christ's Mass. Jesus takes on our ugly sinfulness
and transforms it into the beauty of holy innocence. He was
born in a smelly, filthy animal pen with unbathed herdsmen
about, but we remember the visit of shepards, kings and gold
and the aroma of incense. God takes our suffering and
transforms it into our joy. We must believe that and learn to
look beyond the ugly exterior to the inner beauty of each person.
The four tightened their grip as they continued to hug around
their Christmas symbol.
Over the next few days, Manny was put through several medical
exams including a dentist. His laboratory reports all came back
negative, but he needed extensive dental work, probably due to
a lack of oral hygiene, poor diet and neglect. The dentist was
also recommending braces to correct the mal alignment of his
teeth. Copies of all these reports where placed in a folder and
given to the social worker to place in his case file.
A few days later Kyle took Mark shopping to by gifts for Ryan
and Manny while Ryan took Manny shopping for gifts for Kyle
and Mark. Since the boys had no money of their own other
than pocket money for snacks at school they were given a limit
but allowed to use one of Ryan's credit cards. Ryan used both
the Citi card and the Discover card because neither had a yearly
quota and they both returned a small percent on each purchase.
Ryan paid his cards faithfully on line on the tenth of every
month and was proud that he had never had to pay any interest
on his purchases. His philosophy was to wait to buy until he
had the money to pay, but always to pay with a credit card and
thus stretch his earnings. He would never have been able to
afford the yacht if he hadn't been left to him by his brother, but
he lived comfortably. Luckily he has saved over the years and
now could easily bear the burden of feeding and caring for his
new found family.
Manny picked out a nice dress shirt and tie for Ryan that he
could use with his suit for work. Mark, bought a clock for Ryan
designed as the helm of a ship since it was the yacht that had
brought them together. Ryan had already ordered the lap top for
Kyle to help him with his studies and now bought each of them a
gold chain and crucifix. For his good friend Dominic he bought
a set of stainless steel cylinders for frying cannolies. For Bill
and Tony, Jerry and his undercover lover, two neck chains one
with the word 'master' and the other with the word 'slave.' For
everyone else he planned to make some homemade jam and so
he bought a couple of cases of mason jars and plenty of fresh
strawberries.
Once Ryan had turned in his students' final grades, he had much
more time and with the help of his boys began making the jams.
They watched him drop five pounds of sugar into a pot and
bringing it to a boil together with the fresh strawberries that he
had pureed. He carefully scaped off the scum which surfaced to
the top of the boiling liquid, after he added the gelatin and
pectin, the preservative, as Manny slowly stirred the concoction.
Kyle and Mark had the mason jars in a large pot where they
were being sterilized by the raising vapours of boiling water.
Once he was ready, the jars where removed with long prongs
and placed on sterile towels and allowed to dry. Ryan then
poured the steaming liquified jelly carefully into each jar making
sure not to allow the slightest bit to come into contact with the
rim of the jars. He then placed a sterilized lid on each jar. As
they cooled the lids would sink down creating a vacuum seal.
Ryan would carefully examen each jar to make sure the lid had
been sucked down.
"I've never lost a jar of jelly, but the trick is in be very careful
not to mess the rims which will allow air to enter the jar later."
he explained to the boys. Once fully cooled and inspected again
by Ryan he allowed the boys to gift wrap each jar. As they
approached Christmas, Ryan baked tons of homemade bread
using his grandmother's recipe.
"Manny would you get me the salt," asked Ryan.
"Mark can you pour the warm milk with the melted butter and
yeast in it over the flour?" Ryan directed as he kneaded the
dough.
"Kyle, can you grease the bread pans, please?" Continued
Ryan.
As he worked the dough into various shapes and sizes he gave
Manny some dough to work just as his grandmother had done
with him when he was her "gofer."
"Manny, Mark and Kyle you are now officially my 'gofers.'"
"What's a 'gofer?'" asked Manny.
"You know. Go for the salt, go for the milk!" Ryan said as
everyone mocked him.
But once the bread had cooked and they spread the strawberry
jam over it the contentment on everyone's face became another
Kodak moment etched on each of their memories that would
forever be associated with their future Christmas celebrations as
it had been in Ryan mind since his own childhood.
That night, Ryan and Kyle received an email from their lawyer,
Jerry Young:
In answer to your inquiries, I reccomend that we draw up a
LIVING TRUST, naming your heirs. None of the estate
can EVER be taxed; neither can it EVER be contested by
ANYONE in ANY court system! The only fees or costs
necessitated are my original attorney's fees or charges to
draw up the document. Period. That's it. No attorney will
ever again be needed before or after your demise.
Within the LIVING TRUST, is a 4-page MEDICAL
DIRECTIVE, naming an "AGENT" (family member,
friend, gay lover, whoever ... it matters not!) who will make
responsible medical decisions FOR the person if he should
not be able to make those decisions himself, and actually,
the "AGENT" has more legal benefits than a parent or
spouse, and cannot be turned away by ANYONE for
visitation rights.
The LIVING TRUST is actually more legally binding and
safer than even a marriage certificate.
With this document, the gay lover/partner cannot be turned
away from the sick room by the parents, wife, children, or
anyone else who doesn't approve of the relationship, and
the gay lover/partner cannot be kicked out of their home
because of angry relatives.
Just let me know, if you want me to draw up the papers.
Hugs,
Gerry Young
[author's note: the above email was basically composed by
gerry_young@tickiestories.us if you have any further question
feel free to contact him. I want to take this opportunity to
recognize and thank him for this important contribution to the
story.]
That night, Kyle and Ryan renewed their love by having
romantic love. There were no toys, no gimmicks, just pure
sexual explorations as they gave physical pleasure and received
spiritual joy from each other.
"Ry, you make me feel so fulfilled."
"Kyle, Now I know why there was an emptiness in my life
before we met. It was the void in my heart waiting to be filled
by you." Ryan declared. "Kyle do you ever feel jealous of the
boys and I?"
"At first I did a bit, but now, I understand that they are our
family and as we raise them together our love deepens. If they
were not part of our lives, I would never have known who you
really are." Kyle affirmed.
"Well, I do feel jealous of you at times. Jealous of this house
when you are here and I have to go to work, jealous of the boys
and you when they come home early and I am still out, jealous
of the time that you pass and I am not part of it." Ryan said
revealing more of himself.
Then eventually found themselves in a 69 position. Each
swallowing the penis of the other in tandem. Ryan would take
Kyle cock between his lips and tease the head with his tongue as
Kyle remained still and enjoyed the loving stimulation of his
master's tongue flicking around the crown of his cock. Then
Ryan would remain still, but with Kyle's cock held between his
firmly closed lips. Kyle would then give the same treatment to
Ryan's cock head, but added a special exploration of his piss
hole with the tip of his tongue. Ryan's body reacted with
anticipatory spasms. Then Ryan would take more of Kyle's dick
into his orifice. Now using the flat surface of his tongue along
the underside of Kyle's penis he heard him moan. Both men held
onto the legs of the other and rubbed them sensually as they
both delighted in their mutual efforts at trying to communicate
their love through the pleasurable stimulation of their man tools.
Ryan took Kyle's nice firm cock down his throat and
deliberately swallowed. Kyle reciprocated following Ryan's
lead. Both had to fight the gag reflex and learn to coordinate
their movements. This took some effort, but since each's only
goal was to pleasure the other they soon arrived simultaneously
at the plateau of orgastic ecstasy and both exploded as a reaction
to one anothers' selfless stimulations of the other. They both
feel asleep as babes with each others' cocks in their mouths.
All too quickly they arrived at the day of Manny's placement
hearing. Both were surprised to see a atypical court room
designed to look more as a play room than court of law. The
judge wore an ordinary dress with all trappings of the legal
system absent or disguised so as to make the children they
handled as comfortable as possible. Sitting on opposite sofas
were Ryan together with Kyle and Manny and their lawyer. In
the other sat Manny's dad, his girl friend and his legal council.
In a large over stuffed chair sat the judge. And in another not so
large stuffed chair sat the case worker.
"I have been reading very carefully the contents of Manny's file.
I would like to remind you that this court is not unbiased.
Family court by law must when possible favour reuniting natural
parents with their children. It is only when circumstances do not
permit this option that we can seek other solutions. You must be
Emmanuel Rivera?"
"That's me, but my friends call me Manny."
And you are Mr. Rivera, Manny natural father?"
"Yes, I am, Your honour."
"And you are seeking custody of your son. Can you tell us why
you abandoned him in the first place?"
"Your honour, I was going through some bad times and had lost
my job and I thought that he would be better taken care of if I
disappeared. But I love my son and want to be the one to raise
him together with my future wife," said Manny's father.
"Manny are you happy in Dr. Loud's home?"
"Yes, I have never been happier in my life. I do miss my mom,
but my new dads don't fight like he did with my mom. They
never yell at me, even when I mess up and now I have a brother
too." Manny said, afraid to say too many bad things against his
dad in case he would have to go home with him. He knew he
would have to pay the consequences if that occurred.
"Mr. Rivera, are you aware that Manny needs extensive work
on his teeth which will require many visits to the dentist and be
quite expensive?" Asked the judge.
"How expensive?" Rivera answered showing his irritation.
"I should think in the thousands of dollars." The judge said
testing the father's interest in the boy.
Rivera and his lawyer went into a huddle after which the lawyer
asked for a recess. During the recess which was granted, the
lawyers went into a caucus. After their 'parley,' Ryan's lawyer
told him that for the right price, Rivera would allow the boy to
stay with him and Kyle.
"I would be willing to give him the blood money he wants, but
what guarantee would I have that he doesn't come around
looking for more later on?"
We discussed this ourselves and his council is trying to convince
him to sign a paper giving you full custody but you will have to
pay more." Said Ryan and Kyle's attorney.
"Offer him $3,000. If he is willing to sign. See if that is high
enough to tempt him.
They finally agreed on the price of $5,000 for Manny and
informed the judge. She agreed to the compromise but made the
natural father pay for Manny dental bills and a monthly
allowance in exchange for visitation privileges.
Rivera was furious, but realized that he wouldn't get anything if
he didn't accept the terms that the judge had ordered and the last
thing he needed was a kid to look after. Nor did he have any
interest in visiting with the boy.
The judge took note and wrote in Manny's file his reactions to
the decision. She also noted that Manny and his father left the
court with neither making any effort to greet one another. She
was satisfied that justice had prevailed and Manny was in the
better home.
To be continued....
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