Date: Thu, 26 Sep 2002 20:36:53 -0700 (PDT)
From: Waddie Greywolf <waddiebear@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Cabbage Patch Cowboy Part 6"

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CABBAGE PATCH COWBOY PART 6

Jimmy Sue held the wedding shower for Linda Sue.  Her house was the biggest
and almost all the women in the community were there except Judy and
Dorothy.  They received invitations.  Buck asked Jimmy Sue to invite them
due to his and Morgan's close relationship. Jimmy Sue did as requested and
received no reply. Morgan's wife and daughter didn't send so much as a
card.

The night of Buck's bachelor party was the Saturday night before the
wedding.  It was thrown buy Morgan Lovejoy, Dan Justin, Quinton Tate and
Gary Stiles.  Morgan, Dan and Gip picked Buck up along with Waddie.  The
two boys were to be included.  Morgan and Dan agreed they were too close to
Buck not to be included.  They needed to see what adults do at these things
anyway.  They should be included.  Then, too, the deciding factor was
hardheaded old Buck wasn't going to have a bachelor party unless the boys
were included.

"Them boys have become Dan and me's world. No boys, no Buck!"  And he meant
it!

They got Buck in the car and the two boys blindfolded him and giggled like
crazy `cause they knew what was coming.  Buck had no idea.  They drove for
a while and got out of the car and led him into a building.  He guessed
correctly, it was the Grange Hall.  They sat him on a tall stool, like a
bar stool and Dan and Morgan disappeared.  The boys kept him company. Dan
and Morgan soon returned to keep him company while the two boys
disappeared.  Finally they returned and Buck was told he could take off his
blindfold.

Buckely Livingstone Claymore got the shock of his adult life. For once in
his life, Buck Claymore had no words to say.  He opened his mouth to speak
and nothing came out.  He settled for shaking his head and grinning from
ear to ear.  In front of him stood close to two hundred of his dearest men
friends of his community naked as the day they were born, including Waddie,
Gip, Morgan, Dan, Gary and Quinton.  All naked down to their boots.  They
all refused to give up their boots. A cowboy don't care about the rest of
his clothes but he's stark naked without his boots.

They all yelled, "Surprise!"  and you can bet your ass the big man was
surprised.  Buck lost it!  The big son of a bitch had tears coming down his
face as he hugged first one then another but they wouldn't let him go on
until he had his clothes off.  He had to undress in front of all those men.
Didn't bother Buck a bit.  He threw his clothes off faster than any of them
had.  He, too, put his boots back on.  He stood up and the men went crazy
applauding and whistling for the biggest man there.  Then they let him hug
each and every one.

No one held back from the big man. Nobody seemed to give a damn they had
his big dick sticking in their belly or their's in his. They only laughed
harder and hugged all the tighter.  They all loved him. Most had gone
through school with him.  Many were the shy, smaller kids he and Morgan
protected, included and encouraged all those years and they most of all
told him of their love and greatest wishes for happiness in his marriage.
They had no doubt he would be the best of fathers.

He carried Gip in one arm and Waddie in other half the night.  He was so
proud and grateful to Morgan and Dan they included the boys. It was his way
of saying, `I'm sorry for being such a stubborn, hard headed old bastard.'
Gip and Waddie commented that by now being nude in front of all these grown
men meant nothing to them.  Dad Dan and Morgan had to laugh at the boy's
lack of inhibitions or shyness.  Dan couldn't have been prouder of nor
happier for Gip.  Being around Waddie and Buck did exactly what he thought
it might.

Gip was no longer shy about meeting anyone and would walk right up to a
naked man and introduce himself.  So would Waddie and they were included in
everything. They were not retiring nor hiding behind their dad's.  Dan had
to admit if it hadn't been for the Friday evening naked poker games he
didn't know whether he could have done this or not.  As it turned out, the
party was such a success that he and Morgan felt very proud.

When Dan, Morgan, Quinton and Gary came up with the idea they didn't know
whether they'd get a lot of flack or men not wanting to come and get naked.
Every man except six accepted as fast as they got their invitation
including their regular minister.  One man was in the local hospital with
pneumonia and there were five others that declined; the sheriff and four of
his deputies.  They thought they should remain on duty in case there were
any disturbances from the party.  There wasn't any disturbances.  No one
missed the corrupt sheriff and his hand fed deputies.  No one else wanted
to miss the party and all were glad they attended.  It was talked about and
laughed about for years afterward.

"There's never been another bachelor party in this town like old Buck's."
They'd all say, "Yeah, I was there, naked as a jay bird!  Had the time of
my life.  Boy was old Buck surprised.  T'weren't your usual bachelor party,
that's for damn sure!"

Waddie shared with his brother Gip what he'd suggested to Buck about
running for sheriff.  They came up with a unique plan to get the men at the
party talking about it.  They'd place themselves by men they knew were
influential in the community and Gip would start their conversation.

"You know Waddie, I was thinking, about what we were discussing the other
day and I think I really didn't understand what a great idea you had.  Your
Uncle Buck would make one hell of a sheriff for this county. I think we
should try to convince him he could win?"

"Aww, I've tried and he just laughs at me.  Hell, I'm just a kid what do I
know, but I have to agree with you, brother, Uncle Buck is the perfect man
for the job of sheriff.  It'll take more than you and I to convince that
hard headed uncle of mine he should run for sheriff.  He doesn't see
himself the way other men see him as a hero, a good man, a leader and
someone loved by everyone in this county."

"Hey, Joe! J'a hear what the kids were talking about?  They got a damn good
idea! Buck Claymore running for sheriff.  Hell, Buck would make a fine
sheriff for this county.  One we could be proud of instead of that money
grubbing ass hole we got for a sheriff now."

Then several others would get going and agree.  Then Waddie and Gip would
move to another group and start the same conversation with the same result.
They all thought it was a damn good idea and several approached Buck.  Buck
wasn't a dummy.  He knew where the talk had started and gave his evil eye
to the two boys, but then smiled real big.  He was proud that they thought
enough of him to get talk started.  He wouldn't talk much about it that
night but it sure started him thinking.

There was a lot of drinking and a lot of guys got drunk but there were no
fights.  No words of temper that they knew of.  They found out it's just
real hard to be mad at a man when you're both standing there buck ass
naked.  Whatever disagreement two of them might have the humor of their
naked state over came any hostility and usually ended in them hugging and
declaring their everlasting friendship for each other.

The usual things went on with a strip tease popping out of a cake.  Every
man there got a hard-on and laughed at each other.  Then they laughed at
Waddie and Gip because they did, too.  The men were so loaded by that time
nobody gave a shit.  The young lady was treated with respect and almost
died when she saw the guest of honor's dick hard as a rock.  It was the
biggest damn dick she'd ever seen on a man in her life and she played it up
big time with Buck.  She even told Buck, his bride to be had to be the
luckiest damn woman on the face of the earth.  Buck blushed and all the men
hooted and hollered.

"And I see your boy is going to grow up just like his old man!" she
motioned to Waddie.  Waddie blushed but nobody told her any different.
Waddie and Gip were sitting next to Buck and she played it up to them too.
Waddie blushed along with his uncle and so did Gip.  A good time was had by
all and Waddie and Gip ended up the next morning with a very sick Buck
Claymore in his bed.

They played nurse to him with aspirin and cold wash clothes for his head
`til early afternoon. He was really grateful to have the two boys there to
help and thanked Dan over and over for letting Gip stay over with
Waddie. Buck never was a drinker and had a little too much.  He was paying
for it half the day on Sunday.  He missed church.  So did almost every man
in town.  They even had to bring in a substitute minister `cause their
regular minister had attended and was too damn sick for services.  The
women all looked at each other and snickered while some clucked their
tongues.  They knew what had gone on.  They didn't know about the nudity
but they knew about the bachelor party.


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


The big day had almost arrived.  The wedding of the decade, some folks
said, between Mr. Buckley Livingstone Claymore and Miss Linda Sue
Davenport.  Every relative known to both families were invited.  There was
an open invitation to the entire town in a full page announcement in the
local newspaper. Everyone welcome and the town took the young couple to
their hearts.  Judy and her two kids were noticeably absent.  They had been
invited.  Buck insisted his brother's family be included and they were.
They chose not to come.  They didn't send regrets nor a congratulations
card.  Morgan didn't apologize for them.  He knew he didn't have to.

Morgan was Buck's best man and Linda Sue asked her younger sister, Mary
Ann, to be her maid of honor. Of special note to the entire town was the
young, handsome ring bearer, Mr. Waddie Claymore Lovejoy.  Morgan Lovejoy's
son and Buck Claymore's God son.

The night before the wedding Buck was a nervous wreck trying to tie up
loose ends and Waddie was trying to calm him.  Waddie had to insist his
uncle sit down and breathe deeply several times while he held the huge man
in his arms and told him it would be all right.  Calm down. Here, a small,
almost six year old boy was calming his mountain of an uncle.  It was a
funny scene but not to them.  Waddie didn't call on his uncle to calm down,
he tapped directly into the little boy inside his uncle and told him,

"Now just calm down.  Everything's gonna' be just fine.  Waddie guarantee's
it."  And the big man calmed down and thanked his diminutive friend. Hugged
and kissed Waddie and told him,

"Thank God, you're here with me, Sweet baby, don't think your old uncle
could've made it through without you."  Waddie knew damn well he could've
but he appreciated the sentiment.

"Come on, Uncle Buck, what you need is a good hot shower and your nephew to
scrub your back.  It may be the last time he gets to scrub your back and
he's gonna' make damn sure he gets it really clean for tomorrow."

"Let's do it, Cowboy, but I guaran-damn-tee ya' it won't be the last time
you scrub you old uncle's back.  Can you imagine me asking Miss Linda Sue
Davenport to scrub this old cowboy's back?"  They both laughed.

"Damn, I'm gonna' miss you, Uncle Buck, but I'm so happy for you I can't be
sorry nor sad.  When you love someone like I do you then you want happiness
for them and I want that for you and Aunt Linda."

"Would you believe me if it told you I was gonna' miss you a lot?"

"Sure I would but I don't want you to.  I'll be here when you get back.  I
want you and Aunt Linda to have a wonderful honeymoon and I ain't so young
I don't know what goes on, on a honeymoon."

"Oh you do, do you?"

"Yes Sir, I do and don't ask me to tell ya', `cause if'n you don't know by
now you're up shit creek without a paddle, Son."  Buck roared with laughter
at his nephew.

"Danm, you are growing up fast, Waddie.  I talked to your dad about your
wishes.  Your gonna' stay this last two weeks in June with my mom and dad,
your grandma and granddad, and Friday afternoons, Dad Dan is gonna' pick
you up to spend the weekends with them and Gip.  How's that sound?"

"Great, Uncle Buck.  I have a great time with Dad Dan, Momma Sue, and my
brother.  They're like family to me. I know they think of you as family,
too."

"Well, I hope so. I think of them that way. I love Dan, Jimmy Sue and Gip
and so does Linda Sue.  She thinks the world of them. They're just damn
good folks and they truly think of you as their second son."

The two men were in the shower and Waddie had just finished scrubbing his
uncle's back and they were almost through.  They both rinsed and got out
and toweled each other dry.

"I apologize, Cowboy, but I just gotta' pick my buddy up and carry him into
bed one last time before we part. It's important to this old buckaroo."
Waddie just giggled at his uncle's silliness but he knew a part of him was
serious.  Buck never failed to steal a kiss on the way to the bedroom.

They got in bed, turned out the lights and Buck pulled Waddie up tight to
him.  Waddie reached up and kissed his uncle gently on the mouth.  Buck
returned it equally gently.

"Gonna' miss holding on to my little buddy, Waddie."

"I'll miss you keeping me warm, Uncle Buck.  But damn it!  Don't talk like
that.  Things may not be quite the same but they'll be better in some ways,
too.  Dad Dan told me that and I agree with him."

"Dan's a wise man.  You can go to him with anything, Son."

"I know, we're both lucky to have him in our lives.  Uncle Buck, I'm so
proud of you and proud to be a part of your life."  Waddie turned his head
up to Buck and he kissed him with a lingering gentle kiss.

"Waddie, if I have a son, he could never take your place in my heart.
Don't mean I won't love him, but there'll always be a special place in my
heart for you.  Goodnight Son, I love you."

"Love you too, Dad."


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


The wedding came off without a hitch. Dad Dan and Momma Sue were in the
wedding.  Gip was an usher and performed his job with dignity and all
seriousness.  He and Waddie kept winking back and forth to each other.  Gip
thought his big brother was a knock out in his small white tuxedo and black
cowboy boots. (It was West Texas, what the fuck did you expect?)  He had
both wedding rings in his right jacket pocket. He kept checking every ten
minutes to make sure they hadn't jumped out.  He performed his duty without
a flaw except when it came time for him to give his uncle the rings.  He
found two massive hands lifting him up to hold him and his uncle stole a
kiss.  The audience all went, "aawwww."

"Uncle Buck, this ain't the way it's suppose ta' go."  Waddie whispered in
a mock upset tone.

"I know that, I just wanted to steal a kiss from my buddy that was so good
to hold on to his Aunt Linda's and my rings.  You got `em, Cowboy?"

"Yes Sir, here they are."  Waddie turned to his Aunt Linda.

"Aunt Linda I'm so proud to be a part of your wedding.  I love you and I'm
so happy for you."  Linda Sue had tears in her eyes as she took his hand
and spoke,

"I love you, too, little one, and I'm proud to have you an important part
of our wedding."

"You always did love her more'n you did me."  said Buck in a mock hurt
tone.  Buck stole another kiss and giggled at Waddie's objections as he put
him down turned him towards his dad and patted him on the butt to go to
him.  The audience giggled and again went "aawwww."  Morgan took Waddie's
hand, turned him around and held Waddie pressed back against him to
watch. He was so proud to watch his uncle and aunt finally tie the knot.

There was a huge reception at the Grange Hall.  The largest gathering place
in town.  Everyone was there including Linda Sue's Aunt Agatha and her two
daughters, Clara and Zelma, who drove down from Dallas.  Aunt Agatha was
charmed by Waddie and asked him to sit with her for a while.  She seemed
fascinated with him and his resemblance to his uncle was uncanny.

He got her a piece of wedding cake and some punch then he and Gip got some
for themselves.  Aunt Agatha was impressed with the closeness of the two
young boys who called each other brother.  They talked about all sorts of
things and Aunt Agatha asked Gip about a small red area behind his ear.

"Oh that.  That's just a birthmark, Ma'am. It's small one. Waddie has one
on his left leg that looks just like a cowboy boot.  It's up further on his
leg than I suppose would be polite to discuss with a lady, Ma'am."  Aunt
Agatha smiled and nodded.

"Well, Gip, that's very gentlemanly of you but I don't think the word
`groin' is going to shock this old lady."

"Yes, Ma'am, that's pretty much where it is."

"I'd say that was an unusual birthmark, indeed, Gip." Aunt Agatha smiled
Gip and raised an eyebrow at Waddie.

`She know's,' thought Waddie, `I saw the connection cross her face.  She
knows I saw it, too.  Think fast!'

"Brother, that cake was so good, would you mind getting your big brother
another small piece while I keep Aunt Agatha company."

"Sure, Brother, glad to. I'd like one, too. You, Aunt Agatha?"

"I've had enough, but thank you, young man."  Gip left for more cake.

"Well done, young man; very diplomatic.  So,...how long have you known,
Waddie?"

"I almost died about ten months ago, Aunt Agatha.  I can't talk about why I
almost died, not because I don't know, it's just to painful for me to talk
about.  If you ask Aunt Linda she can tell you.  A beautiful angel came to
me and told me many things and gave me a choice of going with him to God or
returning. He told me everything Aunt Agatha. I had to return for my
brother here and them.  I didn't know about them and thought I would have
to live my life in the horrible place I almost died in.  I didn't want to
live anymore, Aunt Agatha, it was so bad and no one loved me enough to
care.  The angel told me who my real parents were and that I had to live
for them, they need me.

"Indeed they do, Waddie. Has it been hard for you, Dear?"  Waddie looked
away in the distance.  A tear rolled down his cheek. "That answered my
question, child.  And you don't want me to say anything?"

"It's not time yet, Aunt Agatha.  The angel told me I had to wait."

"How long?"

"He didn't say but I get the idea it's somewhere around my tenth or
eleventh year."

"And you're how old now?"

"You should know that Aunt Agatha."  Waddie smiled sweetly at her.

"Of course, how dense of me and how clever of you.  You will be six years
old the tenth of next month.  So we're looking at four to five more years.
That's a long time."

"I know Aunt Agatha but I've lived with my uncle, slept in the same bed
with him for the last ten months and I've come to love him dearly.  He
loves me as much as I love him but he's unsure why. Since he's my God
father he thinks that makes me the son the angel told him he had to come
back for.  You see, the same angel saved his life on Iwo Jima."

"Remarkable!  I believe you, Son. I believe every word, otherwise you
wouldn't have known.  I saw the minute your brother spoke of your birthmark
you knew I would know.  I saw it flash across your face. Beyond that, it's
just too bizarre not to be true, and that, sometimes is the way of
miracles."

"I'll be around my uncle constantly because we've developed interest
together in roping and rodeoing.  He won't let that connection drop.  He's
all ready invested a lot of interest in that for both of us.  Aunt Linda
Sue is the hardest for me.  She pines her heart away for her lost child
while he's holding her hand.  She thinks my tears are sympathy for her. Her
pain hurts me deeply and I only want to say to her I have no bad feelings,
Mom, I only want to love you.  I did share with her more than I should
have. I told her one day she would see the boy she spoke of again.  I told
her I couldn't tell her how I knew but if she trusted me, and believed I
wouldn't lie to her it would happen.  I swore her to secrecy.""

"Waddie, you are a most remarkable child. I don't want to keep your secret
but I will if you wish. However, you must allow me to tell my niece and her
new husband that I am most impressed with you and for them to always be
open to you.  But, most of all, since I am now privy to this information
you must allow me be your aunt.  I have never wanted or needed to be a
child's aunt more in my life and I think you could use an understanding
adult."

"That sounds fair to me, and I couldn't agree more Aunt Agatha; you are,
after all, my Aunt Agatha."  The matronly, dignified, refined lady took
Waddie in her arms hugged, kissed him and shed a tear.  Her niece was
looking straight at her, saw the exchange and called her husband's
attention to it.

"Yes child, I am your great Aunt Agatha.  Will you come visit me?  We have
much to discuss.  I want to know everything."

"I would love to visit you Aunt Agatha, and tell you all.  My angel never
said I couldn't tell my great Aunt Agatha. In fact I prayed for someone to
discuss this with and He may well have sent you to me. That man that was my
uncle's best man is my dad. Would you want me to bring him to you and
introduce him."

"That would be very nice but here's your brother with your cake. Enjoy that
first. I must congratulate my niece and her new husband."

Aunt Agatha excused herself and went though the reception line to
congratulate the happy couple.  Linda Sue introduced her new husband to
Aunt Agatha as her beloved aunt whom she lived with while working in
Dallas.

"I see you've been charmed by Buck's God son, Auntie Boo."

"I must tell the two of you something."  She made sure she had Linda Sue
and Buck's full attention.  "He is an exceptional child.  He has been
touched by the hand of God.  I have long prayed to meet such a person and
now I have met two.  Your husband is the other, my dear niece. You are
blessed my child to have this man call you wife."  She hugged Linda Sue and
then hugged Buck and kissed him on the cheek. "But, my most important
message to you, both, is always keep your heart and home open to that boy.
He will, one day, provide you with a miracle."  Aunt Agatha turned and
walked away in tears.

Linda Sue looked at Buck and neither knew what to make of Aunt Agatha's
prediction.

"How does he do it, Linda Sue? He charms everyone."  asked Buck shaking his
head.

"I know how he does it. It's those big blue eyes that people look into and
see no end of love inside him. I also think a lot of you has rubbed off on
him in the last ten months.  He idolizes you.  He imitates you.  He wants
to be like you.  I've never seen a kid so in love with a surrogate parent."

"Ahh, but I'm more than just a substitute, I'm his God father.  Morgan told
me half of him belongs to me." stated Buck.

"Which half?"  Linda Sue teased.

"Easy.  The half that loves me."


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


Aunt Agatha returned to Waddie and Gip. She had more questions for Gip.

"And you, young man.  You are one of the most handsome young men I've seen
and your parents are friends of both the bride and groom. Is that right?"

"Yes Ma'ma Aunt Agatha, my Mom right there and my Dad right there beside
her were both in the wedding and I was an usher."

"They're fine looking people. I see where you get your good looks.  And
they've accepted Waddie as your brother?"

"Oh yes, Ma'am.  Waddie calls my dad, Dad Dan and my mother's name is Jimmy
Sue.  He calls her Momma Sue."

"I think that's wonderful.  I can tell the both of you are very much in
love with each other and that's a wonderful thing.  Guard that love
carefully through the years and you'll be glad you did.  It's also right
that you should call each other brother.  You are brothers."  Waddie put
his arm around Gip and pulled him close.

"Aunt Agatha is a wise and kind lady, Gip."

"I agree, brother."

Waddie brought Morgan over and introduced him to Aunt Agatha.  She charmed
and flattered Morgan until she had him eating out of her hand.  Then she
hit him with her question.  I would like to have your son visit me in
Dallas for several days towards the end of summer if you would see clear to
allow him to do that.  He is a wonderful young man and I would enjoy his
company.

"Well, Ma'am he is in the charge of my brother Buck and his new wife, your
niece I believe, until the end of summer when Waddie has said he'd like to
come back to live with me.  Perhaps you could arrange something with
them. If it's all right with them then I have no problem.  I'm sure Waddie
would enjoy a visit to Dallas."

"You are very kind, Mr. Lovejoy.  It's been a pleasure to meet you and you
have a fine son you should be very proud of."

"Thank you, Ma'am. Pleasure to meet you, too."

Aunt Agatha returned to Linda Sue and her new husband.  "Mr. and
Mrs. Claymore I understand Mr. Claymore's God son is in your charge until
the end of summer.  I'd like to have him come to Dallas for a visit either
the last week in July or the first week in August which ever is more
convenient for you and him. If you could arrange it I'd be most grateful.
I'll send a bus ticket and meet him when he arrives.  He told me he'd like
to visit and I think I would enjoy the young man's company."

"Well, certainly Auntie Boo.  Let me discuss it with my husband and we'll
contact you as soon as we return from our honeymoon.  Will that be soon
enough?"

"That will be fine, my Dear.  And Mr. Claymore it has indeed been a
pleasure to meet you and is with great honor and pride I welcome you to our
family.  Our family is indeed blessed.  And, you Sir, have a most charming
and lovely bride.  Of course, I'm a bit prejudice.  My love for her is
great."

"Thank you, Aunt Agatha, for such generous words and I'm also proud and
honored to become a part of your family.  I'll try to live up to your
expectations.  We'll surely make arrangements for our God son to visit.  I
think he would gain much wisdom from a visit with you."

Aunt Agatha beamed.  Buck had captured her heart.  She knew from the time
Linda Sue had described him to her almost seven years ago he was the man
for her.  This only confirmed it in her mind.  She had indeed prayed to God
to let her witness a miracle and he had heard her prayer.  He not only
granted her prayer, he made her a part of the miracle. She had a front row
seat.  More than she ever hoped for.

She wondered what else this remarkable child, Linda Sue's son by Buck
Claymore would have to tell her. She would pray daily for the child.  God
would listen, he would forgive, he has sent his angel to guide him. She
must add Waddie to her prayers, not only of thanks, but for protection and
guidance for this beautiful child.  She returned to her two daughters and
made preparations to leave to return to Dallas.

Agatha left the small town with a full heart.  So full she thought at
moments it would burst.  Her daughters were amazed at her radiance.  She
positively glowed.  She looked ten years younger.  Her daughters would
gently question her but the most she could tell them, with unsummoned tears
falling from her eyes, she had become a part of a miracle that day.  A
wonderful, beautiful miracle that she had prayed for all her life. Agatha
prayed on the way home for God to let her live to witness this
miracle. Then she would have no regrets but with the fullest of hearts
return to His beloved arms as soon as He should call her name.

"What do you make of that, Dear?"  Buck asked his bride.

"Auntie Boo has her ways Darling. She's a shrewd but kindly woman that
would hurt no one.  She did the same with me when I was young. She saw a
lonely little girl and took me under her wing.  Obviously she senses in
Waddie what we all do.  A fount of love that's only now learning how it
should flow.  He could do worse than a visit with my Auntie Boo."

"Well, she certainly is impressed with Waddie.  I wonder what she meant,
he's going to provide us with a miracle.  As far as I'm concerned, he all
ready has.  I couldn't love that kid more.  I'm sorry I couldn't help
myself from scooping him up in my arms to give me the rings.  I saw the
unconditional love in his face when he looked at me to hand me the rings.
I've stolen so many kisses from him I just had to have one more. "

"I'm glad you did, Darling."  Linda Sue kissed Buck, "When he turned to me
and said what he did my heart leaped to my throat.  It was with such love
and honesty he said it.  I'm glad you did, Buck. It made him feel all the
more included.  Like we hadn't forgotten him in our joy."

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

Dan and Jimmy Sue came over after all the commotion died down and asked the
happy couple when they planned to return.  They didn't have a strict
schedule but around the first of July.

"We have to be back for Waddie's birthday."  replied Buck.

"Is his birthday in July?"  asked Jimmy Sue.

"Yes, the tenth."  replied Buck.  Jimmy Sue looked at Dan and just shook
her head.

"Gip's is the eleventh." said Jimmy Sue like the amen to a prayer. All four
stood there quiet for a moment.  The boys came running up and stood by Dan
Justin.  He put his arms around a boy on each side and pulled them close.

"Did you know your birthdays are within a day of each other?"  Dan asked
the boys.

"Oh yes, Sir, Dad," spoke up Gip, "We've known since the first day we met.
Why, is it important?"  The adults laughed at his honesty and innocence.

"Do you find that a coincidence, Cowboy?"  Dan asked Gip.

"No Sir, Waddie and me just figured it was God's way of saying, `I want you
two next to each other.'"

It wasn't the answer any of the adults had expected and they were stunned
at the simplicity and valid understanding of the boy's reasoning.

"I have no doubt, that's exactly what He was trying to tell the two of you
and us slower adults as well.  How could we have missed that?  Thanks,
men."  Dad Dan told the two of them while Buck, Linda Sue and Jimmy Sue
shook their heads and laughed.  There was no doubt in their minds that's
exactly what God was trying to tell them.

Linda Sue looked puzzled for a moment and asked her husband,

"Buck, are you sure Waddie's birthday is July tenth?"

"Yes Dear.  Morgan showed me his birth certificate.  Why?"

"Oh, nothing.  It's just such an unusual coincidence that his birthday and
Gip's is one day apart."

"Yes, but I'm satisfied with the boy's answer. I believe it, too.  You
didn't see them the first day they met.  Even Dan was impressed.  Said he'd
never see anything like it before."

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

The reception was over and it was time for the bride and groom to be off on
their honeymoon. Their bags were packed and loaded in the back of Buck's
brand new Ford car he bought the week before.  There was the usual throwing
of rice, the boys had tied tin cans to the rear bumper and Quinton help
them.  He wrote in washable poster paint.  "Just Married" across the back
windshield.  The young couple were off to explore the west.  They wanted to
see Carlsbad Caverns, Las Vegas, Yellowstone, the Grand Canyon, and several
other sights they had listed.  Buck had been invited by his old war buddy
Audey Murphy to visit him in his home in Hollywood.

Everyone including the boys helped clean the Grange Hall and didn't leave
until nightfall.  Ma and Pa Claymore had left with the Davenports to the
Claymore's to fix dinner for all the workers.  It included Morgan, the
Justins, Dr. and Mrs. Dyer, and the Ingersols, Quinton and his parents.  It
was a sit down, family affair and everyone was in great spirits.

"Waddie, Gip!" said Dad Dan, "Mrs. Claymore's not had time to pack a bag
for Waddie so would the two of you like to stay here tonight and they'll
bring you out in the morning to the ranch."  Waddie looked at Gip and knew
it was fine with him.

"Yes Sir, Dad Dan that would be fine with us."  The Claymore's were
pleased.  The boys gave Ma Claymore a hand clearing the table while the
adults talked and had coffee.  They even washed and dried the dishes for
her.  She was thrilled to have the time to sit with her guest and hear the
conversation.  The boys finished and came back in to stand next to Dad Dan
and he put an arm around them.

"Say what they will about kids today, got my arms around the best two boys
in the county."  Then he stole a kiss from both.  "Here, here!" agreed the
rest of the adults.  Dr. Dyer had a couple of comments.

"I can't believe the way Waddie has developed in the last ten months since
I first met him in the hospital.  My Lord, the way you've grown, Waddie.
You're going to be bigger than your uncle.  I'll give your dad credit
Waddie, he did the right thing by allowing you to stay with the Claymores.
No one can doubt the love in their home and their love for you."

"Well, I can tell ya'll, one damn thing," said Quinton, "in three years
ain't nobody in the state of Texas, man nor boy, that's gonna' beat the two
of `em at roping.  You're looking at two fine cowboys that are gonna' make
history for this little town."  The boys blushed and Quinton winked at
them.


Everyone said their goodbyes and the Claymores promised to have the boys
out early tomorrow morning.

"No rush."  Dad Dan told them.

"You boys want more dessert?"  Ma Claymore asked.

"Not me. You want anymore, Gip?"  Waddie ask him.

"No Ma'am.  I'm about ready to drop. If'n you don't mind I think we'd like
to go up shower and go to bed."

"Fine.  I'll pack Waddie's bag in the morning.  Now I know the rules.  You
boys won't be disturbed unless we holler up first.  And I'll wait `til you
come down tomorrow morning to go up and pack Waddie some clothes."

"Thanks, Ma Claymore."  both the boys said and hugged her and Pa Claymore
goodnight.

They ran off up the stairs to Buck's room.

"Damned if they ain't just like Morgan and Buck, Hon."

"Yes, but Pa there's something special about those two boys."

"I know what you mean, mother.  They grab your heart and don't let go."


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


"Should we sleep in our room across the hall or Buck's bed?"  asked Gip.

"Where would you like to sleep, Little Brother?"  Waddie took Gip in his
arms and kissed him on his forehead.

"Buck's bed, of course.  I miss him all ready and I know you must.  At
least we can sleep with his smell all around us."  Gip confessed to his
brother.

"I don't miss him `bad.'  I do miss him but I want to miss him `good.'  I
want to be glad for him and Aunt Linda that they're going to have a great
time together.  Then, too, I have my little brother to help me over any
sadness and you're big brother will do his best to see you though."  Waddie
kissed him again gently.  Gip turned his head up to Waddie and they kissed
a deep and lingering kiss in each other's arms.

"See!  That helped a lot all ready.  Let's get our clothes off and try that
again."  Waddie suggested to Gip.  They threw their clothes off and stood
naked in front of each other just looking.  They stood there for several
minutes admiring the beauty of each other's perfect young bodies.  Finally,
Waddie held out his arms to Gip and he came to Waddie.  Waddie held him in
an embrace.

"I love you, Waddie."  said Gip softly.

"That makes me feel so good to hear you say that, Little Brother, and I
love you more than words can tell."

"I've never had anyone love me like you do.  My parents love me like their
son and I love them, too. But there's something special about your loving
me and me loving you.  I'm always so proud when I'm with you that everyone
in town knows you're my best buddy , my brother, my friend."

"Don't you think I feel the same way about you, Gip? If there's any doubt
in your mind let me know so's I can tell you hundreds of times if necessary
of my love for you.  If I didn't have you, Gip, I wouldn't want to go on
living.  I think about you morning, noon and night.  Uncle Buck gets mad
sometimes when he's trying to talk seriously about something and all I can
talk about is you. I love you too, Cowboy, with all my heart. Don't never
doubt my love, Gip.  One of the reasons I came back and didn't go with the
angel to live with God was because of you.  He showed you to me and told me
your name and I would call you, `Gip.'  I didn't make that up, I didn't
give you that name, the angel told me."

"I guess that's the real reason I love you so much, Waddie, is you prove to
me every day how much you love me.  You put me first before yourself all
the time and try your damnedest to make sure I'm happy.  You do a wonderful
job, too, I might add.  When we're roping you encourage me but when I miss
you don't criticize me.  You tell me, `It's all right, buddy!  Let that one
go!  You'll get the next one!'  It makes me try all the harder to win your
praise and when I do make the catch you lavish me with praise and don't
take any for yourself.  When you're the one that made your catch, too.
We're a team."

"I know, Gip, but I don't need a lot of that.  Seeing you make a good catch
and how you beam with pride when I tell you, you done good, makes my heart
beat faster in my chest and I can't wait to get my Cowboy's clothes off of
him and hold him in my arms like this."  Waddie gently nuzzled Gip to get
him to kiss him again and he did.  They kissed another kiss that was more
passionate and caused each of their dicks to grow hard.  Gip reached down
and took hold of his brothers dick and moved the foreskin back and forth
which sent Waddie to his tippy-toes.

"Easy, Cowboy.  You know how sensitive you are.  Let's get in the shower
and clean up.  It's been a hot day and it's going to be a warm night.  I
need to scrub my little brothers back."

"I know I need to scrub my cowboy's back."  said Gip.  And the two boys
went off, arms around each other to the shower.

Waddie learned that if he adjusted both shower heads a certain way the
stream of water would crisscross each other and two could stand in the
middle and neither would have more of the water than the other.  He
carefully adjusted the temperature to Gip's preference, a bit warmer than
he preferred but he would soon get use to it.  They stood for a while in an
embrace and then soaped their cloths and washed each other.

Gip loved to wash Waddie's penis.  He knew how sensitive it was to Waddie
and would carefully pull back the foreskin and clean him with little or no
discomfort.  There was always some but he had become so good at it, Waddie
told him he'd rather Gip do it than do it himself.  Of course he always got
roaring hard and Gip could well see that Waddie was going to be as large as
his uncle or larger.

Then Gip would allow Waddie to wash his penis.  He was not as sensitive as
Waddie but the mental idea of having his cowboy, big brother, holding his
penis and washing it for him with all the gentleness in the world caused
him to get roaring hard every time.  It didn't help any that his big
brother would stand behind him, put his big arms around in front of him,
kiss him behind his ear and run his tongue down his neck while doing it
either.

Waddie would kiss Gip's back in a certain spot that would make Gip want to
collapse in Waddie's arms in ecstacy.  As they rinsed they would make the
sweetest love and sometime Gip had the feeling he was going to overflow
with his love for Waddie.  That's the only word he knew to describe the
feeling he had.  As they were drying each other, Gip asked Waddie about it.

"Waddie sometimes when we're making love and kissing I feel like my love
for you is going to overflow out of my body.  Have you ever had that
feeling?"

"Almost every time we make love, Gip."

"I've never felt anything like it before but I stop just before
overflowing."

"Do you think it would feel good to overflow?"

"I don't know.  I guess I'm afraid because I don't know what would happen
if I did overflow.  Have you ever overflowed?"

"Yeah, Gip.  Lots of times."

"What does it feel like, Brother?"

"You described it best.  You overflow.  It is an overflowing sensation but
it's wonderful.  After you `overflow' you feel so relaxed and at peace with
yourself and the world, nothing can touch you.  It's almost like God
reaches down and put his finger on you and makes this wonderful feeling go
through your body.  It kinda stretches out the person you call `you' inside
of you and makes you realize what a hug from God must feel like.  It almost
becomes a sacred thing or at least it does to me.  But it's best to do it
in someone's arms because you have them to share the experience and it
makes your love stronger."

"Did someone teach you, Waddie?"

"Now what do you think?"  Waddie smiled real big at Gip.

"You're lucky to have an uncle like Buck."

"Well, he didn't exactly teach me. It happened to me by accident the first
time we showered together.  Then he showed me how by doing it to himself
but grown men have an extra benefit we don't have."

"What's that, Waddie?"

"Well, remember when you've felt of Buck's big balls and you've also felt
your dad's and they told you one day you'd have them, too?"

"Yeah."

"Well, they produce tiny little critters that make a women pregnant to have
a baby and their called sperm.  Well, when they `overflow' they call it
`coming' and they shoot a lot of it out of their dicks and it flies all
over the place.  It feels twice as good to them because when they
`overflow' they really overflow.  When we do it we can have the same
feeling but won't have the sperm come out because our balls haven't
descended into our ball sack yet."

"When will that happen?"

"When we're about eleven or twelve.  Some guys as early as ten and some as
late as thirteen.  Depends on the guy and his body and how fast he's
maturing."

"What do they do after it flies all over the place?"

"Well, they usually take a towel and clean it off themselves but I think
that's such a waste."

"Why, Cowboy?"

"`Cause I love the way it tastes. I love Uncle Buck's come."

"You've tasted his `overflow'?"

"It's called `come,' Gip.  Yep, it flies all over the place and some times
gets on me.  I take my finger and wipe it up and put it in my mouth.  Uncle
Buck got kinda upset the first time he caught me doing it.  I told him if
it landed on me it was only fair that it was mine to do with as I wanted
and since I loved the taste, it was mine to eat."

"Gosh, that's kind of exciting.  What's it taste like, Waddie?"

"It tastes like Uncle Buck.  It's like...like....tasting his smell or his
presence.  Like now, laying here, we smell him all around us and his `come'
has his distinct flavor.  He grumbled and tried to be angry with me, when
he caught me tasting his come, but I could tell he was trying hard not to
smile. I could tell he was actually proud that I liked the taste.  Told me
he used to love to eat my dad's come.  Said he couldn't get enough of it.
Use to sit in class in high school dreaming of how my dad's come tasted and
get a big on hard-on then get home and almost rape my dad to suck his come
out of him for another taste.

After about the fifteenth time, he saw how much I was enjoying it he asked
me if I wanted a big ole glob of it.  He fed it to me off his finger and
man was it good.  Now if we jack off together he always takes pity on me
and feeds me a little.  I'd eat it all if he'd let me and he knows it.  But
he thinks I'm too young for that and I appreciate his guidance.  He's never
been wrong yet.  At least he tells me about anything I want to know and
tells me the truth.  I can take whatever he tells me to the bank. It don't
mean I don't beg him for more every time."

"Dad doesn't tell me much about that sort of thing."

"Bet he would if you asked him.  I have a feeling you and me could talk to
Dad Dan about anything and it wouldn't bother him.  I bet you he'd be just
like my uncle. He'd tell us the straight truth."

"Can you teach me to, `come'?"

"Sure, if you like. Be happy too.  I can tell you what to look for and how
it should feel.  I'd like to show you with my mouth if you'd trust me."

"You mean, put my dick in your mouth."

"Of course, we're buddies ain't we. I just cleaned yours and know it ain't
dirty.  You know how you wanted to feel me all those months and were
afraid.  Well, I've wanted to taste you all these months. Take you in my
mouth."

"I don't know if I could do that...I mean take someone in my mouth.  Maybe
you but nobody else."

"I wouldn't ask you to until you were sure you wanted to.  Just cause I
taste you don't mean I expect you to taste me.  What kinda buddy would I be
to talk you into something you weren't ready for.  I'd never do that, Gip.
Just like the touching.  If'n you never want to taste me I ain't never
gonna' love you any less.  But it ain't gonna' do you no harm to see if you
like me tasting you.  If you do it's just another way I can show you how
much I love you."

"Well, let me think about it for a while.  Roll over on your stomach and
let me rub your back."

"Oh, you know you don't never have to ask Waddie twice to do that."

Gip begins to rub Waddie's back and Waddie closed his eyes.  The hot shower
and the warm air from the hot summer night relaxed him.

"Waddie can I ask you about something that's been bothering me?"

"Sure Gip.  You know I'd tell you about anything you asked me."

"What does Aunt Agatha know about you and your birthmark that I don't?"
Waddie froze. He should've known his brother was one sharp kid and there
wasn't too much that got by him. Every muscle in Waddie's body tensed.
What was he going to tell his brother?  He couldn't lie to his buddy.

"Gip, would you trust me to tell you that I want to tell you in the worst
way but I can't.  The angel told me some things but he made me promise not
to tell anyone.  I haven't but when you told Aunt Agatha about my birthmark
it triggered a memory in her and she put two things together and discovered
one of the things the angel told me not to tell anyone.  I think he sent
her to me so that I could talk to an adult about it and not keep it bottled
up inside me."

"The angel told you not to tell anyone, not even me, your best buddy?  I
would never tell a soul. I've told you things I know you'd never tell and
you have to me, too.  But wait a minute,...okay, I see.  I really can't
expect you to go against your word to one of God's messengers `cause if you
did then I really couldn't trust you either.  I'm sorry Waddie.  I
shouldn't have asked. I'll leave it alone."

"Damn.  Now I feel so bad because it's something I would love to tell you
as my buddy, my love."

"Uhhh, Waddie?"

"Yes, Baby."

"Uhhh, we ain't alone in the room, Brother?"

"What are you talking about, Gip?"

"You better take a look.  I think it's your angel, Waddie."

"Waddie turned to look and saw the light from Mr. Urial standing there."

"Don't be frightened, Gip." Waddie took Gip in his arms, "It's Mr.Urial, my
angel. You can see him, too?"

"Ye...ye...yes, Waddie, I...I can see him."

"He's a good angel, Gip.  He's our friend."

"Hi Mr. Urial. It's nice to see you again."

"Nice to see you young man and this is the young man you returned for that
you call `Gip' I believe?"

"Yes Mr. Urial.  Say hello, Gip, he won't hurt you.  He's an angel."

"Hello Mr. Urial." said Gip quietly.

"Hello, young man.  You have a wonderful young man for a buddy and friend,
Gip.  Always trust him, he will never betray your trust.  He will never lie
to you.  At the darkest moments in your life he will be there for you. He
wasn't trying to hold out on you as a friend. I did indeed tell him not to
tell anyone but I did send Aunt Agatha for him to talk to.  And since you
decided to trust his word that his angel told him he couldn't tell, my Boss
told me I could allow him to tell you what he knows.  The Almighty One told
me you can be trusted not to tell anyone.  Certain things come to pass and
if you did tell anyone, it would upset the balance of the future and that
could be disastrous.  Can you keep his secret if he tells you, Gip?"

"Yes Sir. I know I can, Sir.  I love Waddie too much to betray him."

"I believe you, Son and so does my Boss.  Waddie if you want to share it
with your brother, you may but we still expect you to share with your Aunt
Agatha.  You will visit her the last week in July and have a good time.
She will help you, Son.  She is a wise and strong women whom God has chosen
to bless.  You may go with him Gip if your parents will allow. Since you
will all ready know what she knows.

By the way, men, that bit you two pulled at Buck's bachelor party with the
conversation about Buck running for sheriff went way beyond the Old Man's
expectations.  The heavens shook for two days from his laughter.  He
thought that was a little bit of heaven himself.  He's told your story to
all the saints and laughed every damn time.  So that's also why he wants
Gip to share this with you Waddie. It'll make it easier for you.  You're
going to discover Gip has inner strengths neither of you would ever guess.
He will lead you by the hand through this, Waddie.  Trust him.

Now I must leave you.  God has blessed both of you.  Love and cherish one
another and when you teach Gip to `overflow' tonight Waddie. Hold him
tightly afterward and pour your love into him.  He will be confused but
your love with show him the way.  He will call out to you his name of love
for you alone."

"Thanks, Mr. Urial. Thanks a lot, Sir.  Good to see you again, Sir."

"Goodnight men, sleep peacefully and know that His love surrounds you and
hold each other close against the darkness of the night."  and he winked
out.

Waddie held Gip who was almost too afraid to breathe.  He kissed Gip behind
his ear to bring him around to reality.

"I promise Waddie, I'll never doubt you again about anything.  I believed
you about seeing an angel but I thought it was something you may have
thought you saw or heard.  Oh brother, I'm so sorry. Can you ever forgive
me?"

"Hey, hey, Cowboy!  There's nothing to forgive.  I would love you if you
told me I was full of shit!  At least you tried to believe me and some
folks don't.  Uncle Buck does `cause he's seen him, too.  The angel saved
his life on Iwo Jima.  Told Uncle Buck he couldn't die because he had a son
to live for and he thinks it's me his God son.  Here's the secret: the
angel really meant he had a real son to live for that he doesn't know
about. If the angel told him he had a God son then that would have meant
me, right?"

"Yes, I understand that, but were's the real son?"

"I'm getting to that.  Remember the `come' I told you about that a man
shoots inside a woman to get her pregnant so she'll have a baby."

"Un-huh"

"Before Uncle Buck left for the war, he and my Aunt Linda didn't know if he
would come home or not.  He could've possibly been killed and not come
home.  Aunt Linda wanted to sleep with him because he never had been with a
woman before. She didn't want him to possibly die without ever having shot
his come inside a woman.  Well they did."

"And did she get pregnant?"

"You're following just fine, Gip.  No, because Uncle Buck didn't want to
get her pregnant.  If he did get killed in the war, then she would have to
raise his kid alone and he loved her too much to burden her with that
responsibility.  She was so young she could have found anther man to be her
husband if Uncle Buck didn't come home.  He agreed to sleep with her if he
could wear a rubber or condom.  Do you know what that is?"

"Yeah, Dad showed me one and told me what they were for.  Told me not to
pick up one that was used and try to use it for a balloon."

"Yeah, well Dad Dan was right `cause they usually have a man's come in
them.  You don't want to mess with old come.  Fresh come out of your buddy,
fine.  Old come in a rubber, no."

"So your uncle wore one and it caught his come so your Aunt Linda couldn't
get pregnant."

"Damn! You're sharp, Gip!  That's exactly right!  Uncle Buck goes to the
restroom in the motel, takes off the rubber full of his come and drops it
into the trash can next to the toilet."

"Oh no!  She didn't...!"  Gip put his hand over his mouth in awe.

"Yes, she did, Gip!  She got it out of the trash and put some of his sperm
inside her `cause she loved him so much she didn't care.  Even if something
happened to him she would still have his baby."

"So now she's pregnant and your uncle goes off to war not knowing, right?"

"Shit Gip!  You could almost tell this story.  What happens next?"

"Aunt Agatha lives in Dallas.  I know your aunt went to live with her in
Dallas to work.  She has second thoughts about the baby and...."

"Damn, you're really sharp, brother!  Let me help you out here.  She's
afraid if Buck comes home and finds out she had his baby and went against
his wishes he might not trust her anymore.  He might be angry with her and
not want to marry her.

She decided she and Buck can have other children if he comes back so she'll
give this baby up for adoption. But instead of legal adoption she lets the
nurses in the hospital find a home for the child and sign all the papers
showing the adopting parents as having given birth to the baby.  The head
nurses's cousin had a nephew, a man, who couldn't have children who was
looking for a boy to adopt and he took the boy as his own."

"Oh no, Waddie!  No fucking way!  Oh my God!  Morgan was the man that took
the baby and that baby was...."  Gip started crying in Waddie's arms.
Sobbing in sorrow and sympathy for his beloved friend who he realized he
was, only now, just beginning to know.  What pain he must have suffered and
now that he knew, not being able to tell must be horrible for his friend.
How could this boy be that strong.  He was no older than Gip.  He knew he
couldn't!  He couldn't be as strong as Waddie!  Then he began to see that
this strength inside Waddie is what he fell in love with the first day
Waddie took him in his arms.  His strength never let a doubt enter Gip's
mind that Waddie was going to love Gip and Gip was going to love him.  This
revelation doubled Gip's love for his brother.  Something clicked inside
Gip and he felt a wellspring from deep within his gut that told him he
could be strong and he would share this burden with his brother.

"There, there, Sweet baby,...go ahead and say it.  Trust me, it will help
you understand."

"The baby Morgan took from the nurses was you, Waddie, my brother and best
buddy, my friend.  And that means that Morgan ain't your dad and Judy ain't
your mom and those two awful kids are no relation to you whatsoever.  The
angel was right when he told your uncle he had a son to live for and that
was you.  But you're also his God son!  No wonder Aunt Agatha was impressed
and stunned. She was a changed woman after she talked to us.  But what did
the birth mark have to do with anything?"

"Before my mom, Linda Sue, gave me to the nurses she saw two birth marks on
her baby.  A large mole on his big toe and the cowboy boot birth mark on my
left leg next to my groin.  She told Aunt Agatha when she returned to her
home and she remembered all these years.  She was suspicious because of
Buck and me looking so much alike."

"So your uncle has no idea you even exist as his son."

"No, he knows that we have something very powerful and strong between us
but he doesn't know why.  He loves me like I was his own son,...what he
doesn't know is, I am his son."

"And you've known for....?"

"Almost ten months, Gip.  It'll be a year when we start school in the
fall."

"And when can you tell them?  When can they know?"

"That's the hard part!  I can't tell them and neither can you.  We can't
tell anyone.  Things have to happen the way they're suppose to or it will
alter the way things are suppose to turn out in the universe.  I don't
understand it and I don't expect you to understand it, we just have to
accept what Mr. Urial tells us.  I don't know when this is all to happen
but I get the idea it's to occur in my tenth or eleventh year."

"My God, Waddie! Lemme' see,...six, seven, eight, nine, ten...." Gip
counted on his fingers, "You mean you have to go four or five more years
with Morgan as your dad living with those awful people?"

"Yes but, you have to understand, up `til ten months ago Morgan was the
only dad I knew and I loved him.  This may sound strange, under the
circumstances, but I still love Morgan as my dad.  You can't turn love on
and off, Gip.  Do you think you could walk out of this room and forget
about me overnight."

"Oh God, no, Waddie.  Don't even talk like that.  I wouldn't want to live
without you."

"Well, maybe you can understand why I love Morgan.  Morgan ain't all
bad. He's got a lot of problems he hasn't dealt with but I think he's
trying.  The angel told me I'd have to get several more beatings from
Morgan before the time comes for them to find out about me but my angel
will be there, he'll put his hand on me and I won't feel anything.  I won't
even cry.

I haven't told you some of the other good things that's gonna' happen. You
and I are going to have open season on Willie and then there's something we
get on Willie that's gonna' blow him out of the water."

"Like what?"

"Don't know exactly but I trust Mr. Urial and you should, too."

"I do, Waddie.  I trust you first and him second."

"Well, it should probably be the other way around but I don't think
Mr. Urial would mind. He's an understanding kind of guy.  I know he must've
scared the piss out of you.  He did me several months ago.  After the first
day I met you, Uncle Buck and I were riding back in his truck.  We were
talking about thanking Mr. Urial for saving Uncle Buck's life and bringing
him and I together and you and me, and all of a sudden Mr. Urial was
sitting next to me. I told Uncle Buck, I damn near pissed my pants. I want
you to be sure and remember to tell Buck you met Mr. Urial.  He'll believe
you."

"Did your uncle see him?"

"No, but he knew he was there and thanked him for saving his life and
bringing us together. He did see the seat was indented where Mr. Urial's
butt was sitting and saw it spring back when he disappeared. Uncle Buck
don't never doubt me anyway.  I wouldn't never tell that man a lie, nor
your dad either for that matter."

"Dad's convinced you never would.  So am I, Waddie.  I love you more'n ever
now, Waddie."

"How `bout letting Waddie show you his love. Lay back there on the bed on
that big pillow."

Before Gip knew what was happening Waddie had taken him in his mouth and
was sucking on him like he was an all day sucker.  Gip squirmed under him
but couldn't deny he found the sensations unbelievably sensual.  Waddie
stopped for a moment.

"Want me to stop, Cowboy?"

"God no, Waddie.  I love it."

"Now,...when it starts to really feel good and you don't think you can
stand anymore, relax, let your body go limp and let Waddie do the rest.
Trust me now."

"I will, Waddie."

"Waddie started in again and he could tell the way Gip was responding to
him that it wasn't going to be too long before Gip would be `overflowing'
as he put it.  It was a good description..  He sucked and sucked on Gip's
beautiful penis and knew all he had to do was pull his foreskin back and it
was orgasm time for his buckaroo buddy.  He slowly reached his hand down
and before Gip could figure out what he'd done he pealed him back all the
way and was sucking on his exposed head.  Gip breathed deeply three times,
remembered, went limp and Waddie took him home as he felt his friends body
start to shake then shudder three times in quick succession.  Gip's body
went limp.  It had been accomplished.  Gip had his first orgasm.

Waddie moved up immediately and took his limp brother who lay in a daze
into his arms and began to kiss him gently on his mouth until he felt Gip
come to him and start to make love back to him.  The angel had been right.
Gip was spent and totally confused.  He didn't know whether he like that or
not until he felt his Cowboy pouring his love into him and filling him with
the sweetness that only Waddie's strength could give him.  What he did for
Gip suddenly became a prized and beautiful experience for him.

It was better than coloring within the lines. It was the gentle kiss of
your dad as he told you goodnight. It was like standing on a hill on a
windy day with a kite string pulling at your heart. It was going down hill
with your feet on the handlebars of your bike. It was riding in the big
saddle of your dad's roping pony.  It was your mom slipping you a fresh
bake brownie behind your dad's back.  It became a physical confirmation of
Waddie's love for him and he felt the goodness and fullness of life.

He felt rich beyond measure to have this handsome young buckaroo for his
brother. There were no words in Gip's limited child vocabulary to describe
the sensation and the hunger with which he consumed Waddie's seemingly
endless outpouring of love for him.  He could never imagine any human ever
showing him this much love and attention.  His soul popped to the surface
like a fishing cork after being thrown into the water.  He was back, now,
floating in the stream of life with Waddie and loving him in return.

"Oh Waddie!  Oh Waddie!  Thank you, Waddie!  Oh thank you, my Cowboy!
Thank you, Clay, I love you so much."  Waddie paused for a moment and knew
without asking that would be Gip's secret name of love for his Cowboy.
Clay!  Clay for Claymore.  Waddie liked that. It made him feel recognized
as Buck's son.  He needed that and his brother was providing it.  Gip felt
it!  He knew it! A voice had come to his ear and whispered. He had no
questions for that voice.

Gip knew it was meet and right so to do to call his beloved cowboy, Clay.
Gip called him that several more times.  It lit Waddie's fire each time.
It poured into Waddie not only Gip's love but his compassion and
understanding as his undeniable soul mate.  Gip was confirming Waddie's
existence, his place in the universe.  Gip didn't need Waddie's verbal
conformation he had all the positive feed back he could handle.

Years later, in intimate moments, or if Gip wanted Waddie to know how
serious he was, he would quietly call him Clay and Waddie would melt.  It
was a name known only to them and ultimately Buck when he overheard Gip
call Waddie, Clay.  He knew why Gip was calling Waddie, `Clay' and never
betrayed their trust.

Waddie had his name for Gip. It, too, was sacred unto them.  That name no
one but them has ever known and Waddie will take it to his grave to be
spoken once more, upon arrival, to call his beloved brother to his arms
forever. `There will be no more need for rain, the brothers two, will be as
one again.'


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Mr. and Mrs. Buck Claymore's honeymoon was picture book perfect.  Buck and
Linda Sue took their time.  Didn't rush to do anything.  They spent two
days with Audey Murphy in the Hollywood hills and he showed them the sights
of Hollywood.  He took them to the Brown Derby for dinner and they saw
several stars that Audey introduced them too.  They were as interested in
Buck being Audey's buddy as he and Linda Sue were in them.  Audey was still
a bachelor and wouldn't marry for sometime.

They left Los Angeles and headed to Las Vegas and spent several of their
last days there.  They had several more days to go on their honeymoon
before they were to return.  They found a wonderful restaurant in one of
the Casinos and were having a quiet dinner.

"Having a good time, Dear?"  Buck asked Linda Sue quietly.

"Just being with you is a good time for me, Buck.  Do you remember telling
me it was best that we began together and learned as we went along?"

"Yes, I remember the night well. It was a beautiful night.  One I thought
of many times while wet, cold, hungry, dirty in the trenches of France and
on Iwo Jima."

"You were right, Darling.  You have learned and taught me so much that I no
longer feel inadequate.  I had fears, Buck."

"Nonsense.  If anyone taught anyone, it was you taking an old shit-kickin'
cowboy and making him feel like a prince."

"But for all the love and play...of going and seeing...."  Linda Sue didn't
finish her sentence but looked away to her side then played with the napkin
in her lap.

"There's something missing."  Buck quietly stated.  Linda Sue didn't know
whether to confirm his statement or not.  She didn't want to seem
ungrateful or not totally committed in her love for her husband.

"Glad you brought it up, Darlin.'  For all my Goddamn medals for heroism, I
didn't have the guts to bring the subject up.  Some hero, huh?"  Buck
laughed and put his hand on Linda Sue's.

"We've seen and done enough, Sweetheart.  What we're missing is a little
body of love back in our hometown that we both are drawn to like a damn
magnet.  I won't deny it and I know that's what you're trying to talk to me
about."

"You're right, Buck.  The only word that comes to mind is we `need' him in
our lives.  I didn't really realize how much I needed him until we were
away about a week and then something inside me started nagging, and gnawing
at me like I'd left my own child behind. I tried to be up for you and have
a good time but...."

"There ain't no `buts' about it, my love. I knew from the second day we
were at Audey's where your heart was.  It was with me, too.  You never
stopped your flow of love to me but I tried not to let you see the hole in
my heart.  I went overboard trying to see to it we had a good time.  We
have!  Bottom line Darlin' we're hopelessly in love, not only with each
other, but with a bright, little, six year old boy. I couldn't be happier
to admit to either.  Let's go home to our baby, he needs us. I made a
commitment to a frightened little boy, I'd love and protect him as if he
were my own.  I didn't count on falling this deeply in love, but how could
any feeling person help falling in love with him. Couldn't love a kid more
even if'n he were my own, Darlin.'"

Linda Sue Claymore started crying into her napkin.  Her big husband put his
hand on hers to calm her.

"I love you so much, Buck.  I'm proud to be your wife and call you husband.
I feel exactly the same way.  I have to nurture that child some way; try to
be the mother he never had.  Let's go home, Buck."

The honeymooners had their honeymoon and were ready for life together.
They drove directly from Las Vegas to home and were home three days ahead
of schedule.  It was no surprise to Ma and Pa Claymore nor the Davenports
who just happened to be having lunch at the Claymore's with Ma and Pa
Lovejoy and their soon-to-be six year old grandson.  The adults had made
bets as to when Mr. and Mrs. Buck Claymore would be rolling in.

Ma Davenport won.  She announced they would arrive shortly before lunch
today.  In fact, she insisted they set out two more places at the table for
them.  Good thing they did.  No one but the six year old boy was
surprised. He couldn't believe it. His birthday and Christmas had come
early.  The two most wonderful people in his world were back early from
their honeymoon.  Unbeknownst to them, his mom and dad, his parents had
come home to him.



End Part 6
09/22/02
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