Date: Thu, 1 Oct 2009 16:13:09 +0000 From: David Lee <dlee169@hotmail.com> Subject: Second Chance, Chapter 43 Second Chance, Chapter 43 Warning: This story is copyrighted by the author known as David Lee and may not be reproduced in whole or in part without explicit permission. This story contains descriptions of love and sexual fulfillment between people of the same gender. If possessing or reading this kind of material is illegal where you live, please leave this site at once. My previous stories may be quickly accessed by searching for my name under the "Stories by Prolific Net Authors" heading which is found under the "Information for Readers" spot. You may write to me at dlee169@hotmail.com. I'll do my best to answer promptly. Please put the title of this story in the "subject" line when you email. For the full disclaimer and additional info, please read the statement that precedes Chapter 1. As always, I thank my editors Tom and David for their proofing my work and giving me suggestions and lots of positive feedback. They're an integral part of this effort. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 43 "I'm telling you Deputy Barns, it's downright disgusting. These young hooligans from the city are ruining our lake. They're running around naked and embarrassing all of us." "I haven't had any other complaints Cornelia. No one else has mentioned anything out of the way." "That's because they're cowards! They don't want to rock the boat. They've all thrown in the towel on trying to win the culture wars." "Culture wars?" "Yes culture wars. People aren't pushing back against the homosexual agenda. Even Dobson has raised the white flag. Do you know that queers can even marry each other in Iowa just to our south? The very idea! I'm glad my parents aren't alive to see this. The traditional family is being destroyed. Our values and morals are going to hell in a hand basket. Surely the times talked about in the Book of Revelation are upon us." "Um, okay Cornelia. I'll keep my eyes open for any suspicious activities. And the DNR officers will be out on the lake today and Sunday making occasional checks. Now, I have other things to attend to..." "I'm not finished! You haven't even seen the evidence yet. Here, look at these." "The boys in this picture look like ordinary kids." "Do you see that there's an innocent baby with them?" "Yeah, he's a cute kid. I can tell which one is his daddy or maybe his older brother. Looks just like the guy who's standing by him." "It's irresponsible of them to have a baby out like that!" "No it isn't. We had our kids at the lake that young and so did you as I recall." "That's different! We were responsible adults; these are kids." "I remember that your Jerry almost drowned while your back was turned. I'm the one who got him to the hospital." "That's not what we're talking about here!" "Okay Cornelia, I think we're finished talking." "There's more. Here look at this one. Those boys are naked and hugging each other. You can even see that boy's erection. It's disgusting. You have to arrest them for public nudity and lascivious acts or something." "How old do you think these boys are?" "I'd guess about 16 or 17." "Definitely underage?" "Definitely!" "How did you come by these pictures?" "I was out photographing nature late last night and I happened to be near their camp." "This looks like it was taken in the dark from some distance. It's not at all clear." "I have an infrared camera and a telephoto lens." "So you in fact went out with the intent of catching them naked." "What does it matter?" "Do you want to call your lawyer before we continue?" "Of course not! Why would I waste my money?" "Because I'm required by law to arrest you for producing and possessing child pornography." "You're doing what?!" "Cornelia Owens, I'm holding you on suspicion of producing child pornography and on suspicion of possession of child pornography. I must remind you that anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law." "You can't do that! I'm bringing you evidence of public nudity and probable homosexual activity. You're as bad as the rest! You have no respect of the laws of God or man!" "I AM upholding the law. Please follow me to the holding cell." "I won't!" "Deputy McDonald, would you please assist me?" "Yes sir!" the other deputy said biting the insides of his cheeks to suppress a grin. ---------- "I wonder if we'll see the dragon lady today," Blake said to no one in particular. "She probably got angry at her lackey husband and accidently burned their cabin down with her morning breath," Eric giggled at the image in his mind. "I'll bet Josh could paint that. He's really good at dragons." "Yeah, my dragons look quite realistic." Josh snickered knowing that he and Eric were thinking of the same thing from St. Patrick's Day. "Why do I sense that there's an inside joke here?" Rob asked with one eyebrow raised. "Because there is," Josh blushed. "Care to share?" Josh looked at Eric who shrugged and grinned. "We can show them one of the pix when we get home I guess. If we can't trust them, whom can we trust?" "What?" Rob asked. "Well, Josh painted a certain part of my anatomy to look like a dragon with the body-paint left over from the LGBT St. Patrick's Day dance. We can show you how cool it was. I know you've both seen everything anyway." "Sounds interesting!" Rob enthused. "I'd like to see it if you won't call me a dirty old man." Blake agreed. "No, it's okay." Eric assured him. "It's really a work of art. I've seen nude people with body paint like that on the `net from the naked bicycle ride they have out in Seattle. It's kinda like that." "There are some great examples of body painting on lifeout under the gallery section," Blake added. "Hey, how come you've been keeping that info from me?" Rob said attempting unsuccessfully to look upset. "I looked on that site before we met, but I'll be glad to share it with you if you want when we get home. I might be a turn-on for both of us. ---------- Eric and Josh were cleaning up after the breakfast that Blake and Rob had prepared when a DNR boat slowly came toward their camp. The operator cut the motor at just the right time to allow the craft to drift forward and ground gently on the sandy beach. "Hello guys. Are you having a good time out here?" "Yeah, it's been great. We're taking our friend's baby boy out camping for the first time. So far he loves it. He even said his first word yesterday." As if he'd been cued, Robbie began the mantra of da-da, da-da. The man laughed heartily. "Smart little guy you've got there," he said to Rob. "Anyway, I'm Deputy Barns and I wanted to check on you to see if you've been harassed out here." "Well, other than a nosey old lady, I'd say no one has actually bothered us." Josh smiled. "Does this look familiar?" the deputy asked of Josh as he handed him the infrared picture or Eric and him naked and aroused. "I can truthfully say that I've never laid eyes on this photo, Sir and I'm sure that none of my friends have either." "Good answer. Are you a lawyer in training?" "My dad's a lawyer." "Well, the two guys in this photo can't be positively identified because it's too blurry. Also, they have nothing to worry about because they aren't purposely exposing themselves. If I can establish that they're minors, I could charge a certain lady on possession of child porn. What do you think I should do?" "I'm not convinced that she should go to jail on pornography charges," Josh grinned. "I think she's nuts and I do think she should be taught a lesson." "That was kind of what I was thinking." Deputy Barns responded. "Cornelia has always been a bit too holy for the rest of us, but lately she's gone over the edge. I truly suspect she's in the early stages of Alzheimer's. Poor George! He's a saint to have put up with her all these years. I've got her at the office in a holding cell, but I haven't filled out any paperwork. I thought I'd check with you guys and George to try and determine how justice might best be served. I tend to like the spirit of the law better than the letter." The guys discussed the situation among themselves and Deputy Barns for several minutes before coming up with a possible solution. Then the deputy headed out to talk to George Owens privately. The poor man had already received a ranting phone call from his wife and a rational one from Deputy Barns. He was waiting at home for a discussion with the latter. ---------- "Here's the idea the boys have come up with, George and I urge you to agree to it. I can't really hold Cornelia without formally charging her as a pornographer. I went through the motions for her benefit, but I wanted to try to avoid an actual arrest. I'm playing it a bit loose and free." "Cornelia's been strange, uh stranger, lately and our kids are coming this very afternoon to talk about what we should do. I'll do whatever's necessary to make this go away. Will you be in trouble when Bud gets back from vacation?" "No, I've cleared it with Sheriff Tate already. He agrees with how I've proposed to handle it. Now here's the deal. The boys want the original camera card with their pictures on it and they want to have any other prints and files so they can destroy them if they wish." "She doesn't have a computer, so this will be easy. I'll get the memory card and the backup photos from the file drawer." Deputy Barns gathered it all in plastic bag that he'd brought and took George to the sheriff's office. He let the man drive his wife home in her car (after both had signed a paper that they wouldn't try to sue him for false arrest). Cornelia left in a subdued mood, muttering about how Communists had taken over the country, but not ranting and raving. Both men were thankful. ---------- The guys were delighted not to have to worry about who had pictures of them naked and they rather liked several of the photos Cornelia had taken of them. Since her camera used the same memory card as theirs, they were able to review everything on it. "Whoa, here's one we didn't expect," Josh said as he passed the camera around. It was a picture of George coming out of the lake nude in the soft light of early morning. Cornelia was probably going to blackmail him into doing her bidding by threatening to turn him in too. They erased it immediately. They didn't see anything of Cornelia or George during the rest of their short stay. Everyone relaxed as a result. They hadn't realized how much the situation with the "dragon lady" had stressed them until it was over. "What time are we striking camp tomorrow?" Rob asked as they all lay nude on the smaller island basking in the afternoon sun. "We could pack up after a late breakfast and go see Blake's mother on the way home if you like." Josh suggested. "It's not that far out of the way actually." "I really would like to see Mom," Blake said. "She and I have been communicating through Aunt Mary's email, but it would be good to have a face to face. She's beginning to change and she wants to see us and our son, of course. I'm glad you're open to doing that." "Hey, we're all bros," Eric insisted. "I mean we're family by love if not by blood. We have to be there for each other." "You're gonna make me cry," Blake sniffed. "Then I take it all back!" Eric joked. "I guess that I can't be Josh's bro anyway unless I want to be guilty of incest!" "You do have a way with words, my brother and lover," Josh chimed in. "Ain't nothin' gonna keep me from lovin' you, Babe." ---------- Eric and Josh made dinner on Saturday night. It consisted of brats that had been frozen hard enough to keep until then. Along with them, they served three warmed up cans of German potato salad and the rest of the fruit. Their larder had just enough left for an adequate breakfast the next day. They wouldn't be packing any food out. In their campfire that night, they burned the paper copies of the photos Cornelia had taken of them. They'd print better ones of any they liked on their own equipment when they got home. Josh said he was "inspired" by the one of the two of them embracing naked in the dark. Eric wasn't sure exactly whether he meant inspiration for a painting or for a repeat of the hot sex they'd shared. "Would you guys like us to watch Robbie while you have a "date" on the beach tonight?" Josh asked of Rob and Blake. "That's a kind offer, but it won't be necessary. He can't get out of the tent because he's obviously too little to know about zippers. We can lay our towels out under the stars and we'll still be close enough to hear if he fusses." Rob said. "Okay, but let us tend to him if he wakes up. We don't want you to have to interrupt anything," Josh insisted. "I've already had my birthday loving two nights in a row. So, if our time gets cut short, it won't be the end of the world." "Thanks. We'll hold you to it," Blake smiled. "I do want to make love in the moonlight. It's really romantic." The couples laid out their beach towels a few feet apart. They weren't going to get into a foursome, but they weren't embarrassed at making love in fairly close proximity of each other. Hearing the sighs and moans of other lovers was a real turn-on for everyone. At one point, Blake urged Rob to "do" him harder. That brought the other boys' heads up long enough to see Rob's firm, golden buns thrusting in the moonlight. Both of them felt a surge in their loins at the sight. They went back to nursing on each other's cock until Blake cried out in ecstasy: "I'm cumming!" That was enough to send everyone else into nirvana along with him. ---------- Josh awakened early feeling something cool against his chest. He opened his eyes a crack to see Eric smiling at him in the subdued light. He felt an object on his chest and saw a similar one hanging from a chain on Eric's neck. "Happy birthday Lover! I hope you like the present." "Man, I thought all of the hot sex I've been getting was my present. Wow, this is cool!" "I'm glad you like it. See, I have the other half. When you put them together, they form a whole, complete heart. Apart, they're only half. I thought it would be a symbol of our union until we get rings and take formal vows." "It's perfect! Could we get our initials engraved on them so you have mine and I have yours?" "Sure! I was thinking about that. In fact the jeweler suggested it, but I was afraid you might think it would be too obvious to everyone else." "I hope it is! If anyone asks, it will give us an opportunity to come out to them. That way coming out might be gradual. It's like we're not pushing it on anyone, but it's there if they want to inquire... Let me express my thanks," Josh said as he licked his way across Eric's chest and headed southward. "Uh, I've gotta piss big-time." "Okay, I need to do that too. Let's do it quickly." The boys clamored out of the tent and watered a nearby tree. Then they sat down in the shallow cold water to rinse off their dicks. Before the mosquitoes could zero in, they were back in the tent drying off hurriedly. Josh continued where he'd left off. Within minutes, he had Eric writhing in the ecstasy/agony of unfulfilled lust. "Stop!" Eric insisted. "Please let me bring you up to speed." Getting Josh caught up to where he was didn't take long. Once Josh was close, he quickly turned around in the 69 position. From that point on, they nursed slowly but steadily. Suddenly their mouths were filled with the sweet, sticky product of their love. They kissed deeply, tasting themselves and each other as they came down from their high. Then they fell back to sleep until they heard Robbie "chirping" his morning greetings in the neighboring tent. ---------- Blake's mother was rather emotional when she saw her son again. It wasn't a complete surprise because the boys had called ahead to ask Aunt Mary if it would be okay to drop in. But hugging him brought tears to her eyes. Mary not only made them feel welcome, but insisted that they stay for lunch. "I'm sure you've been eating well enough out there, but I want to have you for a meal too. There's something special about breaking bread together." She said. The women doted on Robbie, naturally. He was pleased to be the center of attention and said his new word for them repeatedly. They were certain that he was a child protégée. One would have thought they were the little boy's grandmothers. Rob held back, letting Blake take the lead in feeding and changing their son. He knew that it was important to Blake to show his mother that he was a responsible adult in a loving relationship with another guy and his baby. Blake figured out what Rob was doing and loved him for it. Little Robbie was the dove of peace helping to reunite another mother and son who had been estranged because of who they were. This child was indeed a miracle. Before they left, Blake asked his mother to come and visit them in St. Paul. "You might like to settle there, Mom. There's a lot more opportunity for employment." "Oh, I'll probably stay right here since Mary's alone too. Your stingy father turned out to have more money than he ever let on. My lawyer doesn't want me to even look for a job until after the judge decides my alimony. After that, I think I can get hired at the new nursing home that's being built here. I've kept up my LPN license without your father's knowing about it. He never would let me work outside of our home. Now he's going to pay for it!" ---------- Almost as soon as the car was out of the drive, Robbie was fast asleep in his car seat. Rob looked adoringly at his son and then at his lover. The two of them leaned into each other and joined their son in dreamland. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Author's notes: As always, I appreciate emails from readers and try to list their names. I've heard from the following since last posting: Paul R, Rutabaga, Bill K, Cal, Mark & Charlie, Harry T, Jim We, Carroll, Chris B (about Zeke), Karserus, Rad, and Polar. Autumn is coming to the Midwest. It's chilly and rainy as I send this off to be posted. The boys in the story are barely into summer, but we're headed for winter! Hope this finds you healthy and happy, David