Date: Wed, 18 Aug 2010 19:21:44 -0700 (PDT)
From: Joshua Howard <jjhoward2@yahoo.com>
Subject: Missing in Action Dad / Incest / Chapter 3

Missing In Action Dad

By

J. J. Howard

Previously in chapter two:

Carlson walked outside and over to Jason's vehicle, he was angry and now he
intended to take it out on Daniel.

"Hey slut... yeah you whore," Carlson said when Daniel looked over at
him. "I know what you two are up to and I don't like it. He told me how you
are going to be his private boy toy and that he's gonna fuck you morning,
noon and night," Carlson said trying to open the door.

"He promised me that I wouldn't have to be," Daniel said opening the door.

"Well he lied, now how about you and I go for a ride boy," Carlson said,
grabbing the boy by the shirt. "I'll show you how a real man treats his
sluts," Carlson said almost dragging the boy toward his car.

Jason came out and found that his SUV's door was open, keys in the ignition
and no Daniel around. He looked around for the boy and saw Carlson driving
away with Daniel in the front seat.

"You fucking prick," Jason said, hopping into his car and starting it. "I
don't know what you are up to mister, but not with Daniel you don't," he
said, throwing the SUV into drive and flooring the gas pedal.

Carlson saw Jason following him and stepped on it, deciding to get onto
Interstate 91. He sped down the highway at almost ninety, and when he came
to the fifty mile an hour curve, he lost control, rolling his car over
several times, coming to rest on it roof. Jason stopped, he got out and ran
over to the vehicle and suddenly it burst into flames. The force of the
explosion threw him several feet back and he could he screaming coming from
the burning car.

Now chapter three:



Jason could not believe his eyes, as fear gripped his senses. He slammed on
the brakes, causing his SUV to fishtail before coming to a stop. He threw
the vehicle into park and jumped from the SUV, running as fast as he could
toward the burning car.

He got to the car and saw Daniel in the back seat still buckled in, so he
grabbed the door handle and the heat was already becoming intense.

"Carlson quick, give me a hand with Daniel," Jason yelled to his partner.

"Huh...oh fuck, the car is on fire," he yelled, struggling to get out.

They both worked feverishly to free Daniel, who was trapped between the
crushed roof and the seat above. Jason looked to the front of the car and
could see the flames beginning to lick at the back of the front seats.

"Can you reach the seat belt release," Jason asked, but Carlson couldn't
reach it.

"Here mister...use my knife," a stranger said from behind him.

Jason turned quickly and grabbed the knife, without looking who was handing
him it. He cut through the seatbelt, tossed the knife behind him to the
ground and pulled Daniel from the car.

"I called for the fire department and an ambulance," the stranger said,
helping Jason and Carlson with the unconscious Daniel.

They carried him over to the side of the road, and just as they laid Daniel
on the ground, the car exploded, knocking the three men to the
ground. Jason looked up to see the handsome face of the stranger as he lay
upon him.

"Ah... thanks for shielding me, but I think that I'm good to go," Jason
said while the stranger looked down at him.

"Huh...oh sorry man, the name is Marcello, Marcello Lombardi, but my
friends call me Marc," he said getting up, offering his hand out to help
Jason stand.

"Jason Michaels and thanks for the help Marcello."

"Ah Jason... can you help me please," Carlson moaned, and when the two men
turned to look at him, Carlson had a chunk of metal protruding from his
chest.

"Carlson, oh my God what happened?" Jason asked, kneeling beside his
friend.

"The car exploded and afterwards, I had this," he whispered and he pointed
to his chest, "sticking out of me," he explained before passing out.

Jason panicked; his emotions and attention were torn between Carlson and
Daniel. Marcello, who had stayed in the background until now, was a pillar
of strength for Jason.

"The ambulance has arrived Jason, why don't you step back and let the
paramedics do their job," he said, helping Jason to his feet and staying
beside him for moral support.

"Carlson and I go back nearly thirty years together, ever since we met in
grammar school," he told him. "What did you say your name is?" he asked,
looking for the first time at Marcello.

Marcello was his height and weight, but that was where the similarity
ended. Marcello looked like something that Michelangelo had sculpted. His
shirt was off and that chest was absolutely hypnotic to Jason.

He had broad shoulders and muscular arms with a chest covered with dark
balk hair, with nice ruby nipples rising from the hair, just begging to be
nibbled on. Jason's eyes drank in every square inch of Marcello, even
following the man's treasure trail down to where it vanished into his
jeans.

"Damn this guy is fucking hot," Jason thought, staring at the man.

"Hello Jason... the paramedic is calling you," Marcello said, bringing
Jason back to reality.

"Huh... oh thanks," he said and hurried over to the paramedic.

"The boy is going to be fine, but I'm afraid that your friend is not so
lucky. He's lost a lot of blood and we need to get him into surgery
immediately, to ascertain the extent of his injuries." Mike, the paramedic
told him. "We'll be taking them both to the hospital, but your friend needs
to go first, so a second ambulance is in route for the boy."

"Thank you Mike," he said, still not believing how his day was going.

"Why don't I take you to the hospital Jason, seeing how your SUV is out of
commission," Marcello said, nodding in the direction of Jason's burning
car.

"My car... what the fuck," Jason said looking at the firemen as they hosed
down his vehicle.

"The explosion Jason, your SUV was close, so it caught fire when the other
car exploded," Marcello told him. "Come on buddy, they are taking him to
Baystate Medical Center," he said, pulling Jason along toward his truck.

***

Jason glanced occasionally over at Marcello while the man drove. His mind
was on Daniel and Carlson, but his eyes were lingering on Marcello.



"What's wrong Jason, that's the second time I've caught you staring at me,"
he asked, smiling over at Jason.

"Was I... I was," Jason said, knowing that it was true.

Jason didn't know what to say, after all, he had never been attracted to
men. But then before Brady came into his life, he had never looked at boys
either.

"Jason, can I be open and honest here? I know that we just met, but then, I
feel like I've known you for years," Marcello said. "Oh fuck it Jason, I'm
gay and I find you absolutely irresistible."

"I...I don't know what to say Marc, I've never done this sort of thing
before." Jason said looking over at Marcello. "I mean with another man," he
added.

"You're straight aren't you?" Marcello asked, losing his smile.

"I've always thought so, but now I don't know Marc. I find you compelling
and when you are near me, I find myself unable to concentrate," Jason
confided.

"How about we go for coffee and talk, that is after we find out how your
friend and that boy is doing," Marcello asked.

"Ok Marc," Jason nervously said.

***

"Where is your dad Brady," Carlson Jr. asked.

"I don't know, he should have been here over an hour ago," Brady said.

"I know, my dad is late also. Come on, let's walk home to your house, it's
closer than my house is."

"What if our dads come by and we aren't here JR?"

"They made us worry, so let them worry for being late," he said pulling
away.

At the apartment, Brady unlocked the door and the two boys went straight to
the refrigerator, grabbed a couple of cokes and headed into the living
room.

"You wanna watch TV JR?" Brady asked, sitting beside his friend.

Brady was looking at JR and suddenly JR leaned over and kissed him, not
briefly, or lightly, but intensely, slipping his tongue into Brady's
mouth. JR pushed Brady over onto his back and lay on top of him, as their
mouths kissed.

"So where's your bedroom Brady," JR asked, breaking their kiss.

"I don't have one, I sleep with dad, like you do JR," Brady confessed.

"You and your dad... don't tell me that you two have been fucking around,"
JR asked.

"All weekend and I guess he wouldn't mind if we used his bed. But we have
to make sure we fix up the sheets, I'd hate it if he found out that we were
messing around in it." He told him, taking JR by the hand and following
Brady into the bedroom.

Brady slowly undressed JR, as did JR to him. The soft light of the sun,
gave a glimmer of softness to the two boys as they stood and looked at each
other. The let their hands glide over each other's bodies, touching for the
first time, Brady gently ran his fingers around JR's erect nubs that stood
up hard from his perfect pecks, and he leaned down to lick them.

"Mmmm," JR moaned, as the touch of his friend's tongue sent shivers down
his back.

"Please don't stop Brady, take me and make me yours," JR said, as he held
his friend to his nipple. Brady bit it, a bit hard, sending more chills
coursing through JR's body.

"Fuck yeah Brady, just like that," he howled.

Brady was excited as he turned his friend on, realizing one of his
fantasies, having wanted JR, ever since they first meant online.



"I need you to fuck me Brady," JR said, taking Brady's hand in his, walking
together with Brady leading the way.

He laid JR down on the bed, climbing between his spread legs, and he
lowered his mouth down to his brothers. Their tongues danced to the gentle
beat of their hearts, as their arms held on tight to each other, and the
sunlight filled the room. Brady kissed JR's neck, gradually moving closer
to his Brady's mouth with each move he made. As he got to his cheek, he
kissed his cheek, and then went right for his mouth. He pressed his mouth
hard to JR's mouth both of them caught up in the heat of their passion, and
when JR opened his mouth, Brady slipped his tongue inside. They dueled
together as they kissed, their hands searching out new territories now.

Brady sat up and he looked down at JR, who was smiling intently up at
him. Brady lowered himself down to his JR's cock, taking it into his
mouth. This is the first time that JR had ever had someone sucking his
cock, other than his father, and now his best friend was doing it to
him. He closed his eyes, as Brady gave pleasure to him, enjoying every
sensation that Brady was giving his cock.

"Ooooooh fuck Brady, suck my cock," he moaned, as he flirted with his
climax.

With JR' cock still in his mouth; Brady began to fondle his balls. His hand
worked its way to JR' ass, finding his rosebud, Brady ran his finger around
the edge. JR jumped as Brady' finger touched the outer ring. His breathing
increased with anticipation of Brady's cock, which would soon be entering
him. Then he felt Brady' finger enter his rosebud, as it searched out his
prostate. Once he hit it, JR jumped again and letting out a gasp...

"My God Brady, what ever you are you doing to me," he gasped, "don't stop,"
as his head and hands thrashed about, grabbing at the sheets.

Up and down, Brady sucked on JR's cock, as he ran his free hand's fingers
through JR's pubic hair. He inserted a second finger into JR's ass, and JR
tensed up some from the invasion. Brady moved his free hand over JR's
six-pack and up to his nipples. He rolled his nipples around with his
fingers, pinching them firmly, before he ran his hand back down to his abs,
running his fingers through the creases of his six-pack as he sucked hard
and fast now on his cock.

JR could feel his orgasm start to crawl its way through his loins, his
breathing became more rapid, and Brady knew what that meant. Desperately JR
tried to hold back from cumming, but it was no use, his semen rose like a
thermometer through his cock, like lava in a volcano.

"Oh fuck, Brady," JR screamed out, gasping for breath, as his impeding
climax limited his ability to talk. "Oh god... Brady... cumming," he
howled, and no sooner were the words out of his mouth, JR let loose with a
blast of cum filling Brady' mouth.

Brady takes every drop, careful to not lose a single bit of his friend's
precious liquid. JR's cock shot another and then another and he drifted off
in ecstasy as the last drop of his sperm shot from his cock and flowed into
Brady's hot mouth. Brady held on to JR's cock until it went soft, and he
let it fall from his mouth, removed his fingers from his brother's virgin
pucker, and then spit his brother's cum into his hand for lube.

He worked it into his teen pussy, rubbed it on his throbbing hard cock, as
he moved his mouth up to meet JR' lips. Brady kissed him long and hard,
pushing his cock slowly into JR's pussy and bottomed.

"Oh fuck...stop...wait please," JR cried out, winching in pain, but he
didn't want it to stop.

"Are you alright JR," Brady asked, and then leaned down to his lips,
kissing him passionately.

JR looked his friend in his eyes, and then whispered the words he had
longed to say for so long,

"I love you Brady more than my life," and they kissed.

JR looked at his friend with tears in his eyes and said, "Fuck me lover."

Brady pulled his cock all the way out of JR' ass, and then rammed it back
into him.



"Fuck yeah... how I have waited for this moment Brady," he said,
"more...fuck me harder and deeper," he yelled as the passion now overtook
him and he pushed his ass up to meet Brady's thrusts.

Sweat began to pour from Brady's body as he pounded JR's willing pussy. JR
watched, as the sweat glistened in the sunlight on Brady's chest, and he
reached up and ran his hand over the glistening muscles of Brady' arms and
chest.

"You're fucking hot Brady," JR gasped out with a shaky voice.

Brady looked down at his friend, as his heart filled with new feelings for
him. His lust was taking him over, as well as their rhythm. Brady needed to
cum so he began to fuck JR harder, leaning down and kissing him.

JR wraps his arms and legs around Brady, which caused Brady's dick to slam
deeper into JR's ass. Brady lifted up, as JR grabbed onto his own hard
cock, and while Brady pounded his ass, JR began to beat his cock to the
rhythm that Brady was fucking him by.

"Oh fuck... I'm gonna cum... aaaaggghhh yeah fuck me," JR bellowed out,
shooting his load on his face, chest and stomach.

"I'm cumming buddy," Brady yelled, shooting his river of cum deep inside
JR's hot tight ass. Repeatedly he shot volleys of sweet cum, slamming his
cock harder and deeper into JR' ass, until his balls were empty. He shoved
his cock into his ass several more times before he leaned down and kissed
JR's sweet voluptuous lips, licking up his JR's cum from his face with his
tongue, before he pulled his spent cock from JR's ass, collapsing on the
bed next to him.

"That was fucking intense JR," gasped Brady, trying to regain normal
breathing.

"You're telling me sweetie, I don't think I will ever walk normal again,
your cock gave me such a work out."

***

"How are you holding up Jason?" Marcello asked, handing him a cup of
coffee.

"Ok I guess, but I wish that someone would tell us something."

"It's going to take a while to patch up Carlson, and as for Daniel, he
didn't look to bad," he said.

"Marc listen, about that attraction we seem to have toward each other,"
Jason began. "I don't know if I am up to a gay relationship," Jason said,
looking intently at the handsome man.

"I don't expect you to go out and marry me Jason, but just think about the
two of us getting to know one another better." He told him, placing his
hand over Jason's hand.

"I'll admit that I am attracted to you...but..."

"There is always a but, isn't there?" Marcello asked. "Don't worry about it
Jason, I'm a big boy and can take it."

"What I was going to say is...I'd like to see where this new friendship
could lead," he said, smiling at the man warmly. "There is something else
that you should know, but at the moment I don't know you well enough to
share it with you."

"That's fine Jason; let's not go getting all crazy on each other here. Lets
see where our friendship goes and if we become more than just friends good,
and if not then so be it. I'll be contented with just being your friend."

"What do you do for a living Marc?"

"I'm a Massachusetts state police officer, what about you?" he asked.

"Really, me, I'm a detective with the Springfield Police department, and so
is Carlson. As a matter of fact, he's my partner."

"It may not be any of my business Jason, but what exactly was going on that
led to the accident?" Marcello asked.

"It's a long story, but the short of it is, I was chasing him because
Daniel was in his car."

Marcello gave him a long hard look, as he tried to figure more into the
story. "Chasing him, but why, did he mean to do harm to your son?"

"Truthfully, Daniel is not my son, but a kid that I had befriended, and
yes, I think Car had more than his well being in mind for Daniel."

Still getting the looks from Marcello, Jason explained the story of Daniel
to him. When he finished, Marcello had a warm smile on his face.

"So tell me, are you and Carlson romantically involved, and were you
planning on using Daniel sexually?"

"My God no and that is to both of your questions. I only wanted to get the
boy off the streets and give him a stable life again."

Jason was appalled by the accusations but he realized that it was the cop
in Marcello that had asked him that.

"I know that there are men that like younger boys, but as long as the boy
is the one that wants it, I have no problem with it." He said, pausing a
long moment before continuing. "I was molested when I was ten, a neighbor
made unwanted and unwarranted sexual advances toward me. To make a long
story short, he raped me one day when my parents left me with him to watch
me after school."

"I'm so sorry Marc, whatever happened to the man?" Jason asked.

"I told my parents when they came home and Tom, that was his name, was
arrested. It wasn't until I was twelve and met my father's brother Antonio,
that I felt this attraction to an older man."

"Did you two do anything?"

Again, Marcello was quiet. "I shared my bedroom with him because I was the
only boy in a family of six sisters. So that evening when he thought that I
was sleeping, he removed his shorts and began to jerk off. He was seventeen
and I was, as I said, twelve. So I silently laid there in the dim light and
watched him. His cock was enormous, then I took it to be a good foot long,
but afterwards, I came to realize that it was eight inches."

"So what happened that brought you two together?" Jason inquired.

"As I said, I laid there watching him and when I heard his breathing
getting fast, I sat up and took his cock into my mouth. Well needless to
say, his breathing was fast because he was ready to shoot, and he
did... into my mouth."

"Damn, how did he react?"

"He pushed my head down on his cock and it slid right down my throat, and
of course I began to gag. He was to far gone to stop and held me on his
cock, until he had emptied his balls down my throat."

"I hope he was remorseful after," Jason said, his cock springing to life as
he listened.

"Oh he was, and he was very ashamed of what he had just done. I assured him
that I was the one that put my mouth on his cock and not to worry about
it. He just looked at me and then pulled me into a kiss."

"Hot, that if fucking hot Marc," Jason said, squirming to adjust his hard
cock.

"I told him about the rape years earlier and then confided to him how I
liked the feeling of a cock in my ass, so his smile really got wider with
that. To cut to the end of the story, my legs were up in the air and his
cock was balls deep in my tight boy pussy. We fucked for almost an hour
with him having the most amazing climax that he's ever had," he said,
looking off as if he had just experienced then.

"So incest doesn't bother you?" Jason asked, looking for approval.

"Not at all, as long as both parties are mutually agreeable with the
act... why?"

Jason was quiet for a while, his eyes looking around the near empty
room. "I had sexual relations with a male family member Marc."

"Well seeing how you are single, and that Daniel is not your son, who
Jason?" he asked.

Again came the silence and the deep intent staring into Marcello's eyes,
before Jason got the nerve to answer him. "My biological son Brady," he
confided, and then waited to see Marcello's reaction.

"But you said that you're single, so where did this Brady come from," he
asked, and Jason spent the next ten minutes telling him the story. "Damn, I
would never have guessed you for incest, but to be truthful, I find it
arousing."

"I did too until I realized that he was my son, but Brady insisted on
continuing our affair," he said. "Now, I..."

"Excuse me officer, but are either of you here for a patient name Daniel?"
a nurse asked.

"I am ma'am, how is he doing?" Jason asked rising to his feet. "Also, how
is the other officer that was brought in?"

"The officer is still in surgery, but the boy is asking for you," she
said. "If you would come with me, I'll take you to his room," she said.

"I'll wait here for you Jason," Marcello said and Jason nodded before
following the nurse.

***

Daniel looked so frail and helpless, as he laid there in the bed with his
eyes closed.

"Hello Daniel, how are you feeling," Jason whispered, not wanting to wake
him if he was sleeping.

"Hi Mr. Michaels... I've felt better, but then I have felt worse," he said,
smiling up at Jason. "What happened to me and where is your partner?" he
asked.

Jason explained everything that he knew and Daniel explained what had
happened at the precinct with Carlson. And by the time that they had
finished, both were nearly crying.

"I knew you couldn't be like your partner was saying, or else you would
have used me and left earlier at the park. I went with him because I didn't
want to make trouble for you sir."

"Daniel, please call me Jason or Jay, but not sir," Jason said holding
Daniel's hand.

"I can't, it would be to disrespectful," Daniel said. "If you don't mind, I
would like to call you dad," he asked, looking for Jason's approval with
his eyes.

"I'd like that son, now lets see about getting you out of here," Jason
said, and left to find a nurse or doctor.

"Did you hear, some guy just died upstairs in the operating room," Jason
heard this nurse say as she quietly spoke with another nurse.

"I guess his wounds were more serious than it looked," the other said, and
Jason backed away, not able to handle the death of Carlson.

When he re-entered Daniel's room, a doctor was there. "Ah, here you are
dad," Daniel said. "Doctor O'Neill says that I can go home now," he said
smiling.

"That's great son, so what about his injuries?" Jason asked.

"He had lots of bruises and a few minor cuts and burns, but nothing to
warrant keeping him here," the doctor said. "Here is his prescriptions for
pain and a cream for his burns, and if he has any other complaints, call my
office and I'll see him."

"Thank you doctor, but where are his clothes," Jason asked.

"I'll get the nurse to get the boy a set of scrubs, because we had to cut
off his clothes when they brought him in," the doctor said and then left.

"I love you dad," he said. "Nobody has ever cared for me as you have,
except my real mom and dad," he said and started to cry, Jason just held
him and let him cry, gently rubbing his back.

"Let it out Daniel, it is not good to keep it in," he told him.

Daniel cried uncontrollably while Jason held him tight, his grief for his
dead parents that he had kept in him, now washed over him. When he finally
got himself under control, he apologized for his crying.

"I am so sorry for losing control like that, dad," he said, wiping his eyes
with the back of his hand. "I just couldn't hold it in anymore," he
said. "I've never really mourned my parent's death," he said.

"Don't worry about it, Daniel, you needed to let it out. Besides, it's not
healthy to hold it in. Now don't you feel better for letting go of all that
pent up pain," he asked and Daniel nodded.

"Yes I do, because I have had that bottled up in me for a while now. I
usually don't cry in front of people, let alone another guy," he said
getting red.

"Daniel, there is nothing wrong with crying. We all have to do it from time
to time, if we didn't son we would go crazy," Jason said, realizing that he
is still holding Daniel, so he released the boy.

"It's alright if you hold me dad, my father use to hold me all the time
when he was alive," Daniel confided. "It makes me feel secure," he said and
his eyes looked up at Jason.

"Let's get you home son," Jason said, not wanting this conversation here in
the hospital, and he needed to let Carlson's son know about his dad's
death.

"I hope these scrubs fit, they are the smallest size that I could find,"
the nurse said stepping into the room, handing Jason the scrubs that she
carried.

"I'm sure that they will fit him fine," Jason assured her, she smiled and
then left the room, pulling the curtain closed to give them some privacy.

Daniel was so excited about going home as he looked at the scrubs that the
nurse had bought him, he smiled. He took his gown off and stood there naked
in front of Jason, naked.

Jason's eyes went up and down Daniel's lean body, drinking in every square
inch of that boy. Daniel's cock hung down a good five inches and to the
right, over his nice firm balls. He had a bush of hair that matched the
hair on his head and Jason could feel himself getting hard as he looked at
Daniel, so he turned toward the door.

"I'm not bashful dad, not being what I was out on the streets," Daniel,
said. "Besides, we are both guys and we both have the same works dad, but I
do imagine that yours is much larger," he said and Jason could feel his
face getting warm.

Jason knelt down and let Daniel slip his legs into the pants and Daniel's
cock was mere inches from Jason's face. Jason swallowed hard, taking in the
boy scent of Daniel before standing.

After Daniel had tied his scrubs, he turned to grab his shirt and Jason
noticed how nicely that the pants hugged Daniel's ass. Not wanting to cause
his cock to react to the view, Jason turned as Daniel pulled the shirt on
over his head.

"What do you think dad?" he said to Jason, standing before him with his
arms outstretched.



"Very handsome, you look very handsome and just like Duggy Houser MD from
years ago," he said, referring to a television show starring Neil Patrick
Harris."

"Ok dad," and they both laughed as they walked from the room with Jason's
arm over Daniel's shoulder.

***

"Well look at you Daniel," Marcello said, and Daniel just gave him a
strange look, not knowing who this man was that was talking to him.

"This is Marcello, son," Jason introduced him, "a friend of mine. He's all
set to go home," Jason told Marcello.

"What about..."

"I'll tell you later," Jason mouthed, not wanting to get into that
conversation or to let Daniel know that he had died.

"A doctor came out looking for you a few moments ago, but I told him that
you were somewhere in the emergency room with Daniel."

"Let's just go home... oh my God Brady," he said, remembering that he was
supposed to pick him up from school. "I was supposed to pick him up after
school Marc," he said in a panic.

"I'm sure that he would have walked home or something by now Jason. Let's
get Daniel home and we can take it from there if he's not home."

"God, I am really screwing up as a dad," he whispered to Marcello.

"No you aren't, you had a lot on your mind Jason, so don't worry about it."

***

They drove home with Daniel in the back seat, sleeping from the drugs that
he'd been given for pain. When they parked Marcello's truck, Jason quickly
got out.

"I'm going to check and see if he's home first. Let Daniel sleep and I'll
be right back out," Jason told Marcello, before hurrying up the stairs to
his front door.

He inserted the key into the lock, turned the handle and stepped into the
room.

"Brady are you home son," he called out, but got no answer.

He listened for a moment and heard moaning coming from his bedroom. He
hurried down the hall thinking the worse. When he entered his bedroom,
there on his bed, was Brady, and he was fucking JR again.

"What the fuck is going on in here," Jason asked, shocked by what he was
witnessing.

"Dad!" yelled Brady, surprised to see his dad standing in the doorway.

"Mr. Michaels!" exclaimed JR, he too was surprised.

"I want you two dressed an in the living room... now!" he sternly said,
leaving the boys alone.

When he entered the living room, Marcello and Daniel were sitting on the
sofa.

"What's wrong Jason?" Marcello asked.

"Nothing, it's just my son and his friend," Jason said, not willing to
share what he had just witnessed.

Brady and JR joined him in the living room, and they were surprised to see
two others sitting there.

"Can we step outside dad to talk about this?" Brady asked.

"Why don't we step outside for a while, so you three can talk
confidentially," Marcello suggested and he, along with Daniel got up to
leave.

"No, I think that you two should stay," he said. "If we are going to be a
family here, I think that Daniel should be here."

"Then I'll step outside to let you all talk," he walked off and stepped
outside.

"I'll be right back," Jason said. "Brady, this is Daniel, Daniel, this is
my son Brady and his friend JR." he said and left to talk to Marcello.

"So how did the town slut come to end up with Brady's dad?" JR asked.

"What... the town slut?" Brady asked, looking from JR to Daniel and then
back to JR.

"Yeah, he use to live on the same street as me, until he ran away," JR
said, "but he hustles guys for a living now."

"I had to, to earn money to live," Daniel said defensively.

"So you been hustling my dad?" Brady asked.

"No... but he offered me a place to live, so I could get off the street."

"I don't think so kid," Brady said angrily. "I just found my dad and I am
not about to share him, especially with some whore."

"That'll be enough Brady, now apologize," Jason said, re-entering the room,
along with Marcello.

"I won't... he's just some whore and I won't share him with you dad," Brady
yelled, while Daniel backed away and quietly from the room.

"My heart has enough room for both of you son, now apologize," Jason
demanded.

"I don't have to, he's not here anymore," Brady said, and the guys looked
around the room, finding no sign of Daniel.

To be continued...

There you go, chapter 3. I didn't give you a cliff hanger, but I did not
tell you the truth either... can you guess what it is?

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