Date: Sat, 5 Nov 2016 18:00:58 -0700
From: Robert Bourne <robbnifty@gmail.com>
Subject: Gay/Beginning/Gym Romance/Gym Romance-8

Gym Romance - Part 8 :  Pleasing the Doctor

This is for all of you to enjoy. Please do not reprint, sell or use in any
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story and it's characters.  Enjoy.


Marc had left Jon and Kyle asleep in his guest room. Both nude as the day
they were born, and absolutely beautiful together on the bed. In their
sound sleep, they must have been too warm, as all the covers had been
kicked off. Marc's cock was rock hard very quickly. Even though he was a
doctor, he was also a gay man and knew good looking men when he saw them,
and this wasn't strictly a professional situation now.

He left the room, and let Jon and Kyle be alone. They needed each other
right now. Jon was such a surprise. He was always the guy that really
wasn't into finding a relationship, wasn't even sure he wanted one. He was
happy with the odd jack off session or suck off session, but strictly
wasn't into fucking quite yet. Then it seems he lost his virginity to Kyle.
Jon truly seemed to be in love. Good for him. I wonder if they stay
together, if they will play together outside the relationship. Jon seemed
like he might be that way.

Marc headed down the hall a couple of doors to his bedroom, and stripped
down to his boxers, still hard has rock. He was hard enough that just a
little precum was starting to flow a bit. He decided to just strip off the
boxers too, and began slowly rubbing his almost seven inch, cut cock.  He
could feel his heart rate clearly tangible. Marc's mind slowly drifted, as
well as himself, while he jacked off.

Marc felt hands wandering over his hairy chest, tweeking both his
nipples. Then while his nipples were being teased, he felt a tongue in the
triangle of his abs between is belly button and his pubes. This triangle
area for him was exceptionally erotic, and caused him to moan. He then felt
that tongue slowly make its way to his balls, and lightly dance across his
scrotum. At the same time another tongue began playing with a nipple.

Marc opened his eyes and saw Kyle licking and feeling his hairy chest,
while Jon was working on his neither region. Kyle moved up and lifted
Marc's arm to get at his slightly trimmed pit. Marc's pits, like his ab
pubes triangle, was also a highly erotic area for him. Okay, Marc was just
a pool of erotic zones actually, except his ears and sides, ticklish
laughter kills a mood.  Marc's moans hightened a little deeper and louder
as his pits and balls were being lavished.

Kyle started to lick across Marc's chest staring to lean over Marc, licking
through the hair from one nipple to other.  Then with his tongue he caused
Marc to lift his other arm to expose his other pit for attention. As Kyle
began licking Marc's other pit, Kyle's hard cock began to touch Marc's
arm. Marc could feel the very wet lips of Kyle's foreskin touch his arm,
and get his arm wet. Marc was surprised at how wet his arm was
getting. Kyle must really put out precum. He loved the feel on his arm, but
wished it was dripping into his mouth.

As Marc was thinking about Kyle's cock depositing its nectar directly into
mouth, he felt his legs starting to be lifted, and Jon's tongue starting to
dip lower, and lower. Jon's tongue was just below his scrotum, tickling
that the area where the loose skin stops and the thicker hair started,
lifting his legs a little more. Now tickling the wondrous area half away
between, even just slight nibbles and playful pulling of hairs with his
lips. Legs lifted just slightly more, to open his cheeks and exposing
Marc's hairy hole.  All the while Jon's tongue was dancing on his taint,
and Kyle's tongue going between his nipples and pits. Marc was quickly
going into overload.

Just when Marc thought he'd moan himself to pieces, Jon's tongue touched
his ass pucker, causing Marc to moan very loud, and his cock to jump with
just a touch more precum starting to flow. No where near as much as Kyle
was depositing on to his arm and side though.

Jon's tongue was really doing a dance on his pucker, tickling and lightly
poking, saying let me in. Which Marc's hole was very happy to start doing
so. The more Marc moaned now, the more his hole started to open. Jon's
tongue dipping further and further into Marc's warm body.  A good portion
of Jon's tongue drove into Marc's hole, his pucker making a quick pulse on
Jon's tongue with a loud moan, then suddenly Marc's hole opened wide.  When
Marc's hole opened wide, Jon's tongue slide marvelously deep into Marc's
body. With the loudest moan yet, Marc's hole pulsed on Jon's imbedded
tongue.

Jon's tongue was so deep, his face was flat against Marc's hairy ass
smelling that highly intoxicatingly male scent. Jon could feel Marc's hole
pulsing on this tongue, and his heart beat in the distance. Jon pulled his
tongue almost all the way out and shoved it back in, eliciting another loud
moan from Marc, and glob of precum to pop out of Marc's cock onto his
stomach.

Marc moved is arm a little, and was in between Kyle's legs. He reached up,
and started lightly petting Kyle's balls, feeling the few hairs on his
scrotum, tickling them, causing Kyle to moan into his arm pit. Kyle then
started to playfully pull on Marc's pit hair, at the same time Jon pulled
his tongue out and did the same with some of the hair around Marc's hole.
Marc continued to reach further back on Kyle, feeling his way behind Kyle's
balls, feeling his hair thicken up, coming to Kyle's tight pucker.

As Marc lightly finger thumped Kyle's hole, Kyle moaned harder, and Marc
felt more precum slip from Kyle's cock.  Marc started carefully pulling
Kyle up to him. Kyle didn't quite get the hint at first, then got the drift
of what Marc wanted. Kyle got up on his knees over Marc's body with his
hard cock pointing at Marc. Marc could see Kyle's beautiful hard penis, all
covered with its foreskin, leaking like a faucet. Marc continued to pull
Kyle towards him, opening his mouth. Marc felt the wet wrinkle of Kyle's
foreskin touch his lip, and a drool of precum hit his chin, then the
luscious cock entered Marc's mouth. Marc immediately became ravenous for
the sweet the nectar pouring out of Kyle's penis.

Kyle moaned loudly as his cock was engulfed by the Marc's mouth. Kyle's
moan was so loud and sexy Jon peeked up over Marc's body. Jon saw Kyle's
strong back and beautiful ass, and how it dimpled and undimpled from his
slight movements in Marc's mouth. Jon loved the view in front of him. He
could see Marc's hands on Kyle's cheeks. Jon noticed just a little peach
fuzz on the Kyle's cheeks as you looked close to the deep valley. Jon saw
as Marc started to pull Kyle's cheeks apart how that peach fuzz became
thicker and darker around Kyle's hole. Marc's fingers where teasing around
Kyle's hole, and causing Kyle to moan loudly.

Marc loved having Kyle's cock in his mouth, and how Kyle's precum was
drooling into him. As he was sucking he started to pull Kyle's ass cheeks
apart, and running a finger around Kyle's hole. As he did so, he started to
run his tongue into Kyle's foreskin, between the skin and the head. This
was driving Kyle mad.  With Marc's tongue in the skin, right at the pee
hole, he could almost feel the precum pouring out. Oh how sweet that precum
was.

As Marc was savoring Kyle's precum, Jon leaned over and sucked in Marc's
hard on, using his talented tongue on Marc's pee hole. This caused Marc to
moan, which vibrated along Kyle's hard on, which turned up Kyle's moan with
a twitch to his ass pucker. Jon took Marc's cock all the way down and
buried his nose in Marc's pubes. What a manly smell in his pubes. With
Marc's cock all the way down, Jon was just able to also get a little of his
tongue out to tickle the top of Marc's balls.

Jon started moving up and down on Marc's cock. On his upswing he swirled
this tongue around Marc's head, then back down into his throat.  With
Marc's moans, he was giving Kyle's cock a workout.  In fact Marc thought
Kyle's cock was getting a bit thicker, and certainly more precum was coming
out.  My god was he a leaker, and truly nectar.

Marc's mind thought of what it would be like to get Kyle's cum, if his
precum is so sweet, his actual cum has to be cream. With Marc's mind
thinking of this, his own cock was getting thicker, and his balls were
starting to draw up.

Kyle's breathing started increasing, and his balls were drawing up high,
getting ready to fire. Kyle's precum stopped suddenly, and his cock got
thicker yet. Marc thought he could feel Kyle's cock starting to throb with
Kyle's heartbeat, and he was slightly humping his hips.

Jon couldn't wait for Marc's cum to shoot. He knew any minute he'd have a
mouthful, as Marc's cock was pulsing, and his balls had tightened against
his body.

Kyle let out one loud groan and started shooting down Marc's throat.  Just
as Kyle started to shoot, Marc let loose with a heavy load.  Each pulse
shooting a large glob of cum, not even looking to slow down.  Kyle
continued moaning and groaning with his orgasm.

"Marc! Marc, help!"  Marc was brought out of his reverie, hearing Jon
yelling for him, and loud moaning and unintelligible words other than Jon's
name.

Marc got up in a hurry, ignoring all the cum over him stomach and chest,
dotting through out his chest hair in a erotic form of cinnamon roll
frosting.  Scurrying down the hall to the guest room. "Marc, help
Kyle. He's screaming, I can't wake him up"

Marc pushed open the door all the way. As he came into the room Jon had his
arms around a thrashing Kyle, murmuring in Kyle's ear. "I'm here love, I'm
here. I'm okay. Wake up Kyle. I'm right here."  Kyle was calling out to
Jon, scared like Jon was hurt. He seemed to be locked in a bad dream, even
though his eyes were open they were sort of glassy and all pupil,
completely scared.

Marc grabbed the small towel in the drawer by the bed and dumped the glass
of ice water on it, then carefully was blotting Kyle's cheeks, forehead and
cheeks again. The shock of the cold brought Kyle around. He was breathless,
and wild eyed, but now awake and not screaming. Kyle now heard Jon, and Jon
loosened his arms, which allowed Kyle to turn around into Jon's arms and
bury his face into Jon's fuzzed chest.

Marc carefully swiped the back of Kyle's neck and a little on his
shoulders, continuing to bring him more around.  Jon looked over at Marc,
and little less harried with alarm, and noticed male frosting over Marc.
Jon reached for the cloth, and pushed it over to Marc's chest, and mouthed
wipe off, then went back to murmuring the Kyle.

"Jon, he shot you. I couldn't knock him a way, and he shot you. I couldn't
do anything."

"I'm right here, love. I'm okay. It was just a dream. I'm okay."  He took
Kyle's hand and placed it in the center of his fuzzy chest, right where his
heart is. "There. Feel my heart beating. I'm okay."

Kyle's breathing starting slowing a little.  While Marc was standing and
wiping himself off, with a very cold cloth, Jon rolled onto his back
pulling Kyle into him.  Jon guided Kyle's head to his fuzzy pec, getting
Kyle to use him as a pillow. "Here, listen to my heart. Your safe, I'm
safe."  He stroked Kyle's head down to his shoulder blades.  Kyle's
breathing slowed to a much more normal pattern, and pulled himself closer
to Jon.

Marc looked on at this, and was touched at how loving it was. Saw the look
in Jon's eyes. Jon was in love, he knew that for sure. It was obvious as
well that Kyle had feelings for Jon, and not just a child crush. Hopefully
this situation doesn't drive them, but closer together.

"I'll leave you two alone for a bit. Kyle, do you want anything more to
help you relax. You can have one more dose of the medicine if you want."

"No, thank you...  I'm sorry I forgot your name. I don't like taking
stuff. I'm sort of okay."

"It's Marc, sweetie.  You won't get hooked if that's what your concerned
about.  its only to help you rest."

"No, I appreciate it. But, no."

"Okay. I wish I braved giving you a small shot of whiskey, but I don't want
it to mix with the remainder in your system. I'll go fix us all some tea, I
we could all use it. Jon, you want a shot in your tea?"

"Please, I think I better, just a small one"

"Okay. You two just relax here, don't worry about getting dressed, I'm not
if you don't mind. If you can, talk some. I can't hear you from the
kitchen, unless you yell for me." Marc left the room.

"Jon, I'm sorry. That dream was just so real. You must think me some sort
of baby." Kyle started to cry lightly.

"Love, your no baby. You're a man that has been hurt, scared and feeling a
little lost. A bad dream is normal."

Kyle sat up a little, and looked in Jon's eyes, "Jon what am I going to
do. I don't want to burden you with this. I don't have any family."

"What are you going to do? Your coming home with me. We'll just set you up
in the guest room, at least for a while, or as long as you want to be in
that room."

"Jon, I have no way of repaying you. I'm sure Dad has at this point locked
me from my Trust account that would be starting now that I'm 18. I just
don't want to burden you with me."

"Your not a burden. Kyle, time for honesty I think, especially now it
seems.  Kyle, I'm falling for you. I'm hoping you won't want to be in that
guest room long, I'm hoping you'll want to be in my room, make it our room.
I don't want to push you. I know we've not officially know each other that
long, but in a way we have with all the meetings and talks at the gym. I
know chronologically your 18, but really, your older in the soul."

"Jon, I've loved your since you first showed me how to use the gym. Okay, I
had a crush on you big time. But now, I think its love, but I don't want to
push you or lead you on.  I want to be with you though, and not just
sexually, so I guess that's love."

Marc was finished fixing up the tea and walked back with the tray of tea
and whiskey. He was beginning to hear more of Jon and Kyle's voices.  As
much as he tried, he did eaves drop.

"Kyle, we'll take it slow. You move into the room. You be the guide as to
how far and how much you want to go. Just know, I'm falling for you, your
home is my home."  Jon pulled Kyle into him, and just held him.

Marc came into the room. "Here we go guys."  We poured tea into each cup,
plus a quick shot of whiskey into Jon's and his cup.

"Your looking more relaxed Kyle. Feel like talking a little?"

"I'm scared Marc.  I've never been so scared in my life. Its like my legs
have been cut off."

"That's a good way of putting it. How does emotionally winded sound to
you?"

"Yes, that's a good way of saying it. If you need a place to land for a
while, my door is open to you."

"Thank you Marc, I guess I'll stay with Jon. He has a spare room."  Kyle's
eyes on Jon showed his true feelings towards Jon.  Marc could clearly read
Kyle's eyes. No, it wasn't just a child's crush, Kyle was in love with Jon,
as much as Jon was in Kyle.  Again came to Marc's thoughts, good for them.

"Did you grab as much of your personal papers you could, account
information if you have any, passports, birth certificates or anything.  I
know you made a mad dash out."

"Yes, as much as I could. But, I'm sure my Dad closed anything and locked
me out of anything that could have any money I could use. I have a Trust my
Grandfather left for me for when I turned 18. I'm not sure how much its
worth, and Dad is the Trustee or something."

"Really? My Ex, who's still a good friend is a very good Attorney. I'm
going to call him over. He'll get things sorted out for you on that front.
You deserve to have what is yours from your Grandfather."

They all had finished their teas. Marc gathered up all the dishes. "I'll
just clear up these things, and go call Bud over.  I'm sure it'll take him
him over an hour to get here.  You two relax a little bit, take a shower.
There's some of my extra clothes in the closet, should fit you both.  Well
I know it'll fit you Jon, we were always the about the same size.  If I
remember Jon, you were good at massages, give Kyle some attention in that
direction, there's oil in the drawer still I think." Marc walked out of the
room, and quietly closed the door on the young lovers.

"You want one Kyle?"

"One what?"

"Massage, then a shower?"

"I've never had a massage. I guess, yes."

"Besides, it gives me a reason to have my hands on you, if you are up to
it. I can't take away the pain for you, but I can show you I care and love
you. Roll over onto your stomach."  While Kyle was rolling over, Jon looked
in the nightstand drawer, and indeed found a bottle of citrus mint oil.

Jon started to straddle over Kyle, but first looked down at the manly broad
back in front of him, and the beautiful ass. Ever so slight darker peach
fuzz coming up from the valley of his cheeks, and just a little of the fuzz
coming up the crack towards is back. Jon guessed that peach fuzz will
spread over all his butt cheeks like his in a few years. Jon couldn't help
it, his penis started to chub up. He then straddled up closer to Kyle's
butt, so he could reach Kyle's shoulders.

He put a good amount of oil in his hands, and rubbed them together to get
the oil warmed. He then lightly rubbed his hands from Kyle's shoulders all
down his back and sides and top of Kyle's butt. Then began working on
Kyle's shoulders.  Carefully working Kyle's neck and shoulders, until he
felt muscles relaxing.  Moving to shoulder blades.  Kyle cooed a little at
this.

Jon continued to work down Kyle's back. Making sure muscles began relaxing,
and no knots appeared. Jon put a little more oil on his hands, and moved
down a little so he could work on Kyle's ass a little. As he reached Kyle's
butt, Jon's cock chubbed a bit more, and started to leak a little. Even
though Jon didn't really want to get excited, he couldn't help it. Kyle was
just so handsome. He began at that triangle at the top of Kyle's ass, the
oil darkening the peach fuzz, spreading the oil down and over Kyle's
cheeks.

Feeling Kyle's dimpled cheeks, looping around the bottom of his cheeks,
fingers gently going through Kyle's valley.  Darkening the fuzz coming out
of there, and Jon's fingers feeling the start of the denser thicker hair
contained there in, not quite actually touching Kyle's hole. Kyle moaned a
little, and lightly wiggled his ass. Jon continued the loop back up to the
triangle.

As Jon came down his ass, he started at the tops of Kyle's hairy legs.  The
hair started just below the tight cheeks. As Jon reached his hand between
Kyle's thighs to grab the muscle, his finger tips brushed a testicle,
causing Kyle to moan, and the testicle to twitch. Jon continued down the
leg to his feet, and rubbed the one foot.  Jon moved over to the other leg,
and just like the other, his fingers tickled across Kyle's other testicle,
causing more moaning and a twitch from the testicle.

Jon moved back to Kyle's butt, stroking and kneeling his cheeks. Jon loved
the feel of Kyle's body, the tone, the softness. Jon slowly began working
his way back up to Kyle's body, straddling his butt so he could get to
Kyle's shoulders again. While leaning up to Kyle's shoulders, his hard cock
rubbed against Kyle's butt, leaving a trail of precum, and eliciting a moan
from both Kyle and Jon.

"Jon, I better roll over, other wise Marc's mattress will get really
wet. I'm getting sort of close." Jon then carefully reached under Kyle's
tight abs and felt a rather large wet slick spot, Kyle the human syrup
machine. Jon pulled out his hand, and licked his fingers clean of the sweet
syrup.

"Okay, turn over and lets work on the front a little, and then we'll jump
into the shower."

Jon got up off Kyle, leaving a wet trail of dotted precum. Kyle rolled
over, a very hard cock poking almost straight up, and extremely wet with
precum, and still leaking down his shaft. Jon put more oil on his hands,
and straddled Kyle, with Kyle's hard on pressed under Jon's balls and
taint. Kyle let out a moan as Jon's body pressed against him.  Jon began
spreading oil over the Kyle's very manly chest. Such a nice little patch of
hair between his pecs, and the wonderful little circle of hairs around his
nipples.  As he spread the oil the hairs darkened and looked even more
manly.  Jon notice a little triangle of peach fuzz darkening in a triangle
below Kyle's throat.  He hadn't noticed that before in the shower, must be
the oil. Kyle is a real looker, but if his hair keeps coming in he'll show
a really nice hairy chest.  Jon liked hair on man, it was so much more fun
to play with and feel.

As Jon rubbed Kyle's chest, he was moving his balls and ass against Kyle's
hard cock, causing Kyle to make funny moans and squeaks, while all the
while wetting Jon's neither area with precum. Jon was doing his fair share
of moaning as well.

"Jon, I'm getting so close to shooting soon. If this is what a massage is
like all the time, I want one everyday."

"I can tell your getting close, you've got my balls and all pretty wet with
all that pre you put out."  Jon was getting close himself, even though his
cock wasn't getting alot of rubbing.  He was just hot for this man, so in
love, so in lust for This man. For the first time he could think of, he
wanted a hard cock in him, he wanted THIS cock in him again. He knew he
wouldn't be able to hold back from shooting if he slide it in him,
especially if it bumped is prostate at all.

Subconsciously, or may be consciously, he moved his ass a little forward,
feeling Kyle's cock moving further back. He felt the head just pass his
hole, but still trapped a little by his valley of cheeks.  He then leaned
forward to kiss Kyle. Just as his lips met Kyle's, Kyle's cock was touching
his pulsing hole. Jon lustily kissed Kyle, sticking his tongue deep into
Kyle's, at the same time pushed back onto Kyle's cock which slide happily
into Jon.

Kyle felt the sudden furnace of heat and tightness, and groaned into Jon's
mouth as Jon moaned into Kyle's.  Jon's cock gave a mighty pulse, and shot
a huge glob of precum onto Kyle's stomach just as Kyle's cock did the same
right against Jon's prostate, making it all that more slippery. Both men
were breathing heavily, balls pulling against the bodies and the flush of
sex brightening their chests.

Kyle couldn't take it any longer and started moving his hips, driving his
cock deeply into Jon. The cock massage against his prostate was just too
much for Jon, he felt his cum starting to boil up, and with a muffled groan
he began firing his cum all over Kyle's chest and stomach. Feeling Jon's
cum starting to cover him, and the rhythmic pulses of Jon's ass on his
cock, put Kyle of the edge, and he shoved his cock as deep as he could and
shot his cum deeply into Jon with his own muffled groan.

 Once their intense orgasms settled a little, Jon reluctantly let Kyle's
still hard cock slide from his ass, with a little cum sliding out with it.
Jon leaned into Kyle's chest and abs, and started licking up as much of his
cum as possible, all the while Kyle was twitching to all over from the
ticklish feeling of that. Jon then leaned up and kissed Kyle deeply,
sharing the gathered cum with him. They passed Jon's cum between
themselves, with sexy moans and much crotch mashing.

Jon finally broke the sexy, cum filled kiss, "You ready to shower?"

"Yes, lets. I'm sticky and smelly now. Oh, well, I like the smell because
its you, but others may not like the smell."

"Oh, I think they wouldn't mind, but with how easy you blush, we better
shower."

They climbed into the shower together, and took a quick shower, but still
lovingly soaped each other, and enjoyed their touches. They found some
jeans and shirts in the closet, no underwear, but that was fine the jeans
were very soft. After dressing they wandered into the living room.

"Hi you two. Kyle you look rested, and not so wild eyed. Bud should be here
any minute.  I hope you don't mind, but I so your bag of papers, and faxed
them over to Bud. He was having his assistant do so searching while he
drove here, apparently he has a good friend at the bank where your trust
is."

"Thank you Marc, but honestly I don't know what good it is to get him
involved. My Dad is a very good Attorney, and I'm sure has closed up
everything."

They heard a horn sound from the front. "Bud must be here. I'll just go out
front and get him." Marc then left to go outside.

"Kyle, lets hear what Bud has to say. He knows a lot of people, and he's
not just a good Attorney, he is actually one of the best in the State, I'm
sure he would spin circles around your Dad. He helped me greatly after my
parents were killed. I'd bet I got a much greater settlement due to him,
and he really didn't charge me."

Marc came into the room with a very distinguished, and very good looking
middle aged man in tow. He was also tall, at least six foot five, if not
more.  His stature and look in his eyes said it was well into his forties,
but physically you'd think not past his mid thirties.

"Jon, look at you! You look wonderful. Come here, give us a hug!", and Bud
threw open his arms. Jon quickly let himself be embraced in the huge man's
arms. Then Bud ruffled his hair.

"You must be Kyle. Come get the same." Bud then enveloped Kyle in his
arms. The warm embrace from Bud caused Kyle to tear up a little. This hug
felt like was a Dad's hug to a son should feel, and he'd never had a hug
like that. "Hey there sweetie, you're okay. You up to talking a bit?"

Kyle wiped his eyes, "I'm sorry. I can talk.  I'm sorry a cried.  I know
your probably not old enough to be a father, but you made me feel like it."

"No worries, more where that came from if you need it. Before we down to
business, do you happen to have a dollar on you?"

"I do Bud, I just to get my wallet." Jon said as he started to head to the
bedroom.

"No Jon, that's nice of you. I'm asking Kyle though."

"Well, I think so. I think I saw my wallet on the coffee table with the
papers." Kyle turned around and grabbed his wallet.  He did have a dollar,
a few other bills.  He probably could pull together a decent drive through
meal with what he had. He handed the dollar to Bud.

"Thanks Kyle.  That's my retainer fee, I'm your Attorney now. So from this
point on, no discussions of what we do or say outside of us, and Jon."

"Bud, I can't let you do that, that's way to generous."

"You can young man, and you will. Nothing gets my back up than an asshole
parent dumping there gay child, and treating them as so much trash." Bud's
eyes flashed with anger, and Kyle felt he never wanted to be on that end of
his anger.

"On the drive over, had took the liberty of few a things. Love car
conference calls, and a good assistant. You may be 18 just now, and an
`adult', but in this jurisdiction with you still in high school for two
more months you need a guardian. For now, I'm your guardian for the next
couple of months until you graduate, here's a copy of the papers for this,
all signed by Judge Harper."

"Also, here is copy of a restraining order against your father. So he can't
come close to you, same type of order for you Jon so he can't come pester
you either. But there is more than that for your part Kyle, it restrains
him from touching your Trust. We'll be seeking to release your father as
the Trustee and releasing the Trust in full to you.  Now, one other think
Judge Harper did for me was give me an order to look at that Trust. Which I
know the bank President personally, and was able to get the low down."

Bud guided Kyle to the couch to sit down, and Jon followed to sit with
them.

"Kyle, you were extremely special to your Grandfather apparently. There is
a safe deposit box awaiting you, which your Grandfather disclosed there is
a video in there for you from him. This is a special type box, as my friend
actually has your key, apparently your Grandfather didn't want your father
to have access to this, or frankly know about it. It was set up that when
you first came to the bank to take control after graduating, you were to be
released the key. We'll get that later."

"Marc mentioned to me, you've been very concerned, okay very stressed, as
to how you would survive. Well, to answer that question, quite nicely.
That Trust of yours is more than enough that you don't have to work unless
you want to. You'll need to invest some of it to meet that, but you will be
quite comfortable. Maybe not so much as mister money bags next you, but not
far from it."

Kyle's head began to spin, and his eyes were starting to fill with
tears. He didn't know how this could be. He knew his Grandfather was
wealthy, but his father made it sound as if it all went to Kyle's father,
and the Trust was just a school trust.

"Here's the plan. I want to get some pictures of the bruises and lumps on
both of you, and then use those to press charges against your father, and
frankly seek disbarment against him.  From there, to sue to release the
Trust in full to you, and if there was any dipping into the Trust, that you
get reimbursement back."

"Bud, how can I thank you?"

"You have, and paid for my services. Now how about we finish that hug."

Kyle all but flew into Bud's arms, and was enveloped into a strong hug. All
the stress, all the worry began to drift out of Kyle in the forms of
tears. He wasn't quite sobbing, but he was crying. Bud just held him, and
stroked his head.  Bud intended to go after as much as he could against
this father, how could he just toss out such a lovely and loving child. He
didn't deserve this young man as a son, and he didn't deserve to continue
to be an Attorney either. He'd be quite happy to see this father end up
with jail time.

Jon sat on the couch with quiet tears slowly drifting down his cheeks. If
anyone ever hurt Kyle again, they'd deal with him directly. Jon reached
over and began to rub Kyle's back gently.  After a few minutes, Kyle
untangled himself from Bud, and melted into Jon's arms. Kyle was cried
out. Jon just held him close, and gently kissed Kyle's forehead. Then
carefully took Kyle's chin in his hand, feeling the stubble coming in, and
pulling Kyle into a long kiss, not a deep kiss, but a deeply passionate
kiss as it was.

Marc then came into the room, with small cordial glasses. Three that were
full, and one half full.  "I think we could all use a little drink. Kyle
I'd give you more, but I don't think you should have more than that. Cheers
to starting new lives."



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