Date: Sat, 14 Sep 2013 13:06:02 -0700
From: Hunter <wolfpup@fastmail.fm>
Subject: Kyle's Ten Golden Rules (GAY / Young friends) chapter 24

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KYLE'S TEN GOLDEN RULES
CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR

I nuzzled against my little angel's neck as he sighed a bit tiredly now
while the room became quiet once more.  Jaden rolled over on to his right
side facing his friend as he cuddled closer forcing me and Evan to adjust
our position slightly.  In the end the two boy's bodies were intertwined
together snuggled up closely facing each other while I pressed up against
Evan's back my right arm cradling both of them protectively.  I quivered
excitedly as the two boy's aromatic body fragrances intermingled and
combined forming a new scent that seemed somehow uniquely balanced.  This
was going to get interesting now that Jaden seemed to have been finally
accepted by Evan as a sexual partner.  It was obvious the two boys cared
for one another deeply while at the same time Evan being deeply in love
with me.  My feelings for Evan ran deep, but I could tell that both Evan
and I were also beginning to fall for the sandy haired boy snuggled up
under the bed covers with us.

Sighing I just shook my head wondering what was to come.  Evan's mom would
be coming home in a couple of days, Don was still out there posing a threat
even though no one seemed to know where he was, and now my friend Gabe was
on my mind.  I knew he would be upset if he knew how things were developing
sexually for his little brother.  He was my best friend in the whole world,
and I didn't want him to be upset, but Jaden was his own person and we were
all still so young living in the moment.  I knew at some point this would
all probably come to a head with Gabe, but I was hoping my friend would
come around accepting things for what they were, and perhaps allow himself
to finally draw closer to his younger brother.  I didn't believe for a
second Jaden was gay, but I did believe he had deep feelings for Evan and
me on many levels including in a sexual kind of way.  For now I thought
this was perfectly fine and completely alright for the other boy.  Things
change quickly in our young lives, and I wanted to live for the moment and
enjoy what we each had to offer one another.

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An entire frustrating week sort of slipped by for me because I hadn't heard
a word from Gabe.  I knew he was mad, but we've never gone this long
without talking to each other.  Even when I was at camp I had talked with
him a few times.  Jaden had told me his brother was being a jerk and that
the two of them had a pretty big blowup.  After he got back home from the
overnight stay Gabe had confronted Jaden threatening his younger brother,
but Jaden had just blown him off effectively telling his brother to go get
bent.  I mean `go get bent'...where exactly did that expression come from I
wondered as I sat on the bench perspiring and breathing hard from exertion.
It was another hot Saturday afternoon, and our first soccer game against
another team.  We were up four to zip, and Coach had substituted several of
his key players so that some of the other guys could get some play time in.
Even though we were this far ahead coach Peterson had always been good
about getting players in the game no matter how close the score.

Usually he would substitute them in gradually at various points making sure
we still stayed strong, but with the lopsided score he had pretty much
taken the entire first string out long ago giving our second and third
string recruits ample playing time.  I could already tell with this game
that we had a very strong team this year.  Evan and Jaden's team were
playing right after ours as I looked back noticing my precious brown haired
angel sitting on the bleachers rooting our team on looking truly handsome
in his new Howling Timber Wolves team uniform.

Coach Peterson had really outdone himself with color choices and design on
the outfits.  The gold colored Nike Rio II Game shorts with green accents
looked great.  There was the typical Nike Swoosh logo on the left leg in
silver, and a small round snarling wolf bust on the right leg done in
shades of green with silver highlights.  The green accents matched they
boy's forest green colored short sleeved Nike Rio II Jerseys with gold
accents to match their soccer shorts.  The silver stitched Nike Swoosh logo
was prominently visible on the upper right chest and a gold two inch wide
diagonal line ran on the upper portion of the boys' torsos beginning from
the boys' left shoulders all the way across their upper rib cage.  On the
lower left side of the diagonal line were large silver colored numbers
belonging to the boys, and also in silver stitching their last names on the
back of the shirt across the shoulders.  A large gold colored design with
shadings of silver depicting a Howling Timber Wolf was displayed
prominently on the backs of the boys' jerseys with their player numbers
stitched in forest green within the body of the image.  They each had a
pair of forest green colored Nike III classic socks that were about knee
high with a silver colored Nike Swoosh logo on the front lower shin.  Just
below the right knee was the same small round snarling golden wolf bust
done in shades of green with silver highlights just like on the front of
their jerseys, and just below the knee on the left side were the player's
numbers stitched in white.  I had to be honest and say I was rather jealous
of the boys' team uniforms, and as I looked back Evan was making me horny
in his sharp looking outfit.

Sitting next to Evan was his mom wearing sunglasses and still looking a bit
banged up.  It didn't show too badly with her make-up and clothing she was
wearing.  Mattie was next to his mom, and it seemed as if both boys were a
bit clingy, which I guess was understandable in light of the situation.  We
had picked up their mom last Tuesday and she moved into the old farmhouse
section.  She was genuinely touched, and had cried in my mom's arm which
broke my heart to see her like that.

My mom was sitting with them as well.  My dad had mentioned he needed to
leave for a while in the middle of my match, but had promised to be back in
time for when Evan's game started.  He had asked me if it was alright to
miss part of my game, and I had told him it was just fine.  It sort of
worked out anyway since the second and third string players were now
playing leaving me sitting on the sidelines to watch and root them onwards.
I heard the whistle blow indicating the end of the match, and noticed Jaden
climbing up the bleachers sitting down next to Evan while his parents
settled in next to my mom.  I didn't see Gabe and looked around a bit
disappointed until I finally spotted him in the upper section of the
bleachers off in the corner away from everyone else.

Shaking my head a bit worried I turned back around to get up and go with
the rest of my squad out into the middle of the field to shake our opposing
team members' hands.  Glancing over my shoulders I noticed Evan had climbed
up next to Gabe and the two of them seemed to be talking alone.  It took a
minute or so to finish congratulating everyone and the opposing coach had
come up to me and chatted for a bit wanting to tell me how much he admired
my playing skills.  I was truly flattered that another coach would take the
extra time, and thanked him as I turned to make my way back towards our
bench.  Glancing up towards Gabe and Evan it looked as if the two boys were
having an intense discussion.  Not intense as in arguing or anything, but
rather as if it was serious.

Coach Peterson gathered us all in to have a chat, and I tried to pay
attention to him, but had that sort of nagging feeling making the hairs on
the back of my neck stand up.  Several minutes went by as he began his
initial assessment comments about our game.  He always did this immediately
after each game pointing out the more obvious issues giving us something to
chew on until our next practice where he went into more details with us.
Of course we had won, but no game is without their flaws, and he pointed
them out to us not in a bad way but rather as something to improve on.  The
nagging feeling on the back of my neck made my hairs stand up again forcing
my attention to wander back up to the bleachers.  That's when I saw Gabe
abruptly get up and come bouncing down the stairs as if in a big hurry.
Evan just watched him go and my eyes wandered back towards my friend who
seemed upset.

"Um...Coach Peterson...I...I've got to go...sorry...but it's important.
I'll explain later."  I promised him getting up as he nodded indicating it
was alright which allowed me to take off after Gabe.  He disappeared for a
moment around the concession building as I hurried to find him.  Just as I
rounded the corner of the building I spotted him running towards the side
of the bathroom building once more disappearing from sight, but at least I
had managed to close the gap and was practically on his heels.  I hurried
to catch up the rest of the way hustling a little more, and rounded the
next corner before coming to a stop.

Gabe was stooped over the large trash bin, and I heard grunting noises as
his body seemed to heave.  "Oh fuck Gabe are you alright?" I asked pretty
concerned for my friend when his body contracted and he lurched again
before coming up for air.

It didn't look like anything had come up, but his face was completely white
as a sheet.  His eyes seemed to burn, and it looked like he was about to
say something when he turned shoving his head back down towards the trash
receptacle while his body heaved again.  I didn't know what to do, but he
looked awful so I just walked over towards him and put my hand on his
shoulder rubbing his back tenderly like my mom did when I was feeling sick.
His body continued to contort and contract with nothing coming out of him.

After a minute or so he seemed to calm down and sighed as he straightened
his body out.  "Are you alright?" I asked him really concerned and he just
looked down nodding his head while wiping the back of his hand across his
mouth to dry off the spittle around his lips.

"W...why didn't you say anything?" He blurted out catching me by surprise.

"What?" I asked him utterly confused.

"About Evan...I mean shit, all these years how come I didn't know?" He
asked me seriously.

"What...you think I've known about this for years?" I asked him totally
baffled.  "Of course I didn't...I mean I just found out like a day or so
before I left for camp, and that was just by accident.  Do you think this
has been easy for me or Evan and his family? What the fuck Gabe." I told my
friend a bit pissed off at him again as he just held up his hand in a
gesture of peace.  Taking in a deep breath I nodded my head letting him
know it was alright.

"Kyle...why didn't you tell me the other day, or even after you found out?"
He asked me shaking his head and tearing up.  "For Pete's sake Kyle you
have to know that I would have understood and tried to help." He told me
seriously looking hurt that I hadn't confided in him.

Sighing about this whole mess I just cursed.  "Fuck." I spat out as I
walked over towards a tree sitting down in the shade pulling up my knees to
my chest as Gabe followed me looking for answers.  "I don't know what to
say Gabe...I mean it wasn't for me to tell anyone."

"So does Jaden know?" He asked as I nodded my head.

"Yeah...at first nothing specific, but after we got back my parents had to
tell Evan about his mom." I replied shaking my head.  "It got really bad
then Gabe, and Evan blamed me for it all." I looked down fiddling with a
twig in my fingers.

"Why would he blame you for something a creep did?" He asked me seriously.

"Because he had begged me not to say anything, but this was just too big
and I told my mom." I responded as he nodded his head.  "If it hadn't been
for Jaden it would have been really bad.  I guess that's when Evan talked
to your brother and told him everything."

"I just don't understand how no one knew any of this shit was going on for
years.  How can that happen?" He wondered out loud not really expecting an
answer.

"Gabe I'm really sorry for everything, but I just couldn't say anything.
Evan means the world to me, and I couldn't take the chance of breaking that
confidence again." I told my friend seriously hoping he would understand.

"So the guys from camp knew about it too?" He asked me looking critically
at me while I nodded my head feeling guilty that those guys had been
confided in first.

"Yeah, in a lot of ways camp was a good thing for Evan.  He was able to be
himself and not have to worry day in and day out.  It allowed him to relax,
and with the friends we made at camp he finally was able to let others know
who he trusted." I told him shrugging my shoulders hoping my friend would
understand.

"And he told Jaden too when you guys got back." Gabe nodded his head
understanding and seeming to finally see the time line of events and how it
had all unfolded.

"Yeah, he was so hurt by me that he turned to Jaden and thank goodness he
did.  Gabe you really don't understand what a great kid brother you have.
He's the best thing that's ever happened to Evan in my opinion, and it's
like the two of them are attached at the hips...almost as if there is
something special between the both of them." I spoke gently to Gabe looking
at him not wanting to have him getting upset regarding his little brother
as my friend just looked at me nodding his head.

"I know Kyle...it's just he's my little brother...you know what I mean." He
sighed slumping his shoulders as he looked away off into the distance.
"I'm worried is all?"

"About what?" I inquired noticing how his eyes glinted as he just glanced
at me.

"He's too young to get involved...sexually." He finally admitted to me as I
raised my eyebrows at him.

"How do you know he's sexually active at all?" I responded.

"Well...I don't.  I mean when I asked him about it he just told me to go
get bent.  I mean what the fuck does that really mean?" He asked not
expecting an answer while he continued.  "Anyway, I'm pretty sure...you
know...him and Evan...sex...," he told me seriously as he just sort of
glanced at me before looking away.

"So what if they are?  I mean...you're joking right.  Are you forgetting
some of the shit we did at his age?" I asked him trying hard not to laugh
when he shot me a look.

"That's different and you know it." He asserted getting a bit
uncomfortable.

"Don't be an idiot...how is it any different? I fired back a bit perplexed
at his attitude trying to understand as I began to recall our heated
conversation from last week.  "Oh hell Gabe...you don't think him doing
that shit makes him gay do you?  I mean is that what you are worried
about?" I asked him as he looked sharply at me telling me everything I
needed to know.  "You're a fucking idiot...you know that?  I mean if memory
serves me right you did a lot of gayish shit with some of our friends, and
if I'm not mistaken you are pretty straight as they come.  What makes you
think Jaden's any different?  Hell, he's only twelve you know so just let
him be a kid and have fun already.  I can't believe you are worried about
this shit.  Besides, what if he were gay...then what?" I asked a bit
perplexed as he just snapped his head up scowling at me.

"What do you mean if he's gay?" He asked me.

"Just what I said...if he's gay...what then?  I mean would you hate him?" I
asked seriously as he opened his mouth to respond before snapping it shut
while I waited for an answer.

It got quiet for a long time before I finally heard him sigh and shake his
head.  "No I wouldn't hate him if he was gay, but are you sure he's not
gay?" He asked me as I just shook my head.

"No Gabe I'm pretty sure he's not, but who knows for sure about these
things.  Hell I'm not even sure about me anymore." I admitted to Gabe as I
bit my lip nervously not knowing how he was going to respond to my
admission.

Gabe just belted out laughing and shoved me in a friendly manner.  "Good
one Kyle, but I've seen you with the girls and know just how horny you
get." He continued to chuckle and then stopped when he saw I wasn't
laughing.  "What the fuck Kyle...for real?  I mean...when?" He asked as he
just stared at me shaking his head while I just shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know Gabe...but I think I'm in love." I answered him honestly.

"With who?" He wondered out loud when all of a sudden his eyes got really
big.  "No fucking way Kyle...I mean shit...it's one thing you might
be...um...gay...but with someone who's only...," He left it just hanging in
the air as he shook his head while it once more got quiet around us.  We
were all alone sitting under the cool shade of the maple tree so we didn't
have to worry about being overheard.

"Well?" I finally asked not able to stand the quiet stillness anymore.

"Well what?  I mean how am I supposed to respond to that?  I just found out
my best friend is gay, and he's in love with a boy the same age as my
younger brother.  How the fuck am I supposed to answer?" He asked me
seriously.

Digging a hole nervously now in front of me with the small stick I just
shrugged my shoulders not knowing how he was supposed to respond.  "Do you
hate me?" I asked needing to know for some reason.

"What...no...I mean...I don't know.  I don't think so...at least about you
being gay...but Kyle...um...how serious is this between
you...and...um...Evan?" He asked wanting to know.

"Pretty serious I suppose.  I mean he's admitted to me that he's had a
thing for me since he was eight years old.  I mean where the fuck was I not
to know something like that, and how the hell does an eight year old have
those kinds of feeling for another person?" I questioned a bit dumbfounded
as Gabe just stared at me.

"For real...he told you this?" He asked shaking his head.  "Damn, how the
hell didn't we see any of this shit? I mean him falling for you, and then
this Don crap." He managed to get out, but I could tell he just wanted to
puke regarding the whole Evan getting abused both physically and
psychologically by that creep.

"Please Gabe don't let this thing with me affect Evan's friendship with
your little brother.  I mean Jaden really is a sweet kid and very special.
I just wish you can see that because all he wants is to have you be his
brother.  He's different from you and your older brother Jason...he's a lot
more...um...sensitive.  You need to show him you care about him, and this
would break his heart if you came between his friendship with Evan." I
pleaded with Gabe hoping he would understand.

"What...of course not...don't be an idiot.  Shit...Evan's been hurt enough
with all this shit regarding Don.  If anything I'm proud of Jaden and how
he stuck by his friend doing the right thing even though I didn't know any
better at the time." Gabe sighed shaking his head.  "I guess I'll just have
to trust you too...after all you've always been there for me and I guess
you being gay...and...um...with...you and Evan...um...you know...I guess
that is all good too." He grudgingly admitted to me as he sort of smiled
letting me know were cool with him...at least where he was concerned.  "As
for Jaden...yeah you're right and I suppose I do need to loosen up and show
him how much I care." He sighed and gave me a shove when he saw my
triumphant look.  "Don't get all cocky." He stated and then laughed when he
realized the play on words.  "And don't read anything into that?" He
chuckled as he punched me and then climbed to his feet offering me a hand
up.

We headed back to the bleachers, and while I headed up the stairs Gabe
veered off towards the sidelines motioning for Jaden.  His little brother
hesitated a moment looking around real quick before heading over towards
Gabe.  The smaller boy stopped a couple of feet away from his older
brother, and they both just stood there not saying a word.  Then all of a
sudden Gabe just stepped forward giving his little brother an affectionate
hug.  I glanced over towards their mom and I could see a small smile form
on her face as she clasped her hand together and hugged them to her chest
ecstatic at the display of affection her boys finally showed one another.

Gabe took Jaden by the hand and led him over to one of the benches where
they were completely alone.  He sat down motioning for Jaden to sit next to
him so they were on a more equal level as they began to talk with each
other.  They chatted for a long time and Coach Peterson looked over at
them, but let it slide realizing this was important for the two boys.  A
few moments later Jaden leaned in and wrapped his arms around his brother's
neck holding him for the longest time before letting go.  Gabe patted his
brother's left cheek in a supportive manner allowing the boy to get back to
his warm-ups.

A couple of minutes later Gabe settled in next to me noticing how Mattie
was snuggled up on my lap with my arms around the smaller boy holding him
affectionately.  "Shut up." He stated seriously as it got quiet for a few
seconds before he glanced over at me and just smiled chuckling and shaking
his head.  "Alright...it did feel good...you know." Was all he said
concerning the hug between him and his little brother.

"Have a good talk?" I asked simply.

"Yeah...we cleared the air." Was all he stated responding to my inquiry as
I nodded my head.

"And us...we're cool?" I reasserted.

"Yeah...we're all good too." He responded as his lips curled up in a smile
and he just shook his head trying to digest all this new information.

Just then I saw my dad dropping off a large box next to the players'
bleachers waving at Coach Peterson who nodded curtly acknowledging the
package.  Coach motioned everyone to come in and gather around the
bleacher.  Picking up a smaller box that was sitting on top my dad came and
joined us.

"What's in the box?" Mattie asked curiously making my dad smile and open up
the box before handing over something to the boy.

Mattie opened it up and it was an exact replica of the jerseys the other
boys on Evan's team wore.  They weren't real soccer jerseys, rather just
plain t-shirts, but the colors and design was a perfect match.  The small
curly haired boy scrutinized his shirt noticing it had Evan's soccer number
seven on it, and on the back across the shoulders it stated `Evan's lil
bro.'

Mattie smiled and gave my dad a big hug.  "That's so cool." He announced
and immediately stripped out of his other shirt not in the least bit
concerned being half naked before slipping the new one over his head while
my dad handed one out to Evan's mom, my mom, me, and himself.  Mine stated
`Evan's big bro,' Aunt Liz's stated `Evan's mom," my mom's stated `Evan's
Aunt,' and my dad's stated `Evan's Uncle,' and all of them had Evan's
number seven on them.

"Whoa, way cool Mr. Schonefeld." Gabe admitted nodding his head
appreciatively at the show of support for Evan.

There was a small commotion going on around the coach when he started
passing out t-shirts to all the boys and they all smiled when he told them
to make sure and thank the Schonefeld's for the gift.  The boys were sent
scattering as soon as they received their t-shirts, and they ascended the
bleachers handing them out to their parents who were stunned with the nice
gesture.  One by one the boys came down giving my mom and dad a warm hug
thanking them for being so thoughtful.

Jaden came up the bleachers carrying several t-shirts as well.  One for
each of his family members: his mom, dad, Gabe, and his sister, who wasn't
there today because she had a sleepover at her best friend's house.  The
rest of the players had received one for their parents or guardians.
Evidently my dad had talked to the coach and gotten all the appropriate
information to make the t-shirts for all the player's parents.  He had them
done on post at the craft shop, and managed to get it done at cost.  Coach
Peterson had given him the software that had the design of the team's
uniform on it so my dad was able to get it duplicated with the appropriate
numbers and names.

Some of the parents came over to offer my dad some money for the shirts,
but my dad refused saying it was a gift.  One of the parents asked if they
could get a couple of t-shirts done up for some of their other family
members who always come to all the games in support of their son.  They
told him they'd be happy to pay him, and my dad said it would be fine
taking down their information.  When he told them the cost they were
stunned asking if he was sure about the price.  He explained he got it done
on Post at the craft shop so he was able to get them done at cost.  Once
people found out about it they all came down wanting other shirts for
family members as well.  My mom, Evan's mom, and Jaden's mom took over at
that point getting out a pad and pen taking down all the appropriate
information promising everyone the new batch would be done before the next
game the following Saturday.

The shirts were a success and my dad managed to bring the entire team
family members together that day.  From that point forward all the
bleachers were filled with the green and gold colors of the Howling Timber
Wolves team family members.  I had to smile and appreciate such a good
thing for Evan and Jaden to experience as I watched them take the field in
their sexy uniforms while all the parents cheered them on in their matching
t-shirts.  Both Evan and Jaden had made the first string players, with
Jaden being voted the team captain.  I thought it appropriate since he was
not only the best player, but also the most respected and considerate one
as well.

The game began and we all cheered our players on.  Within moments our team
was pressing forward against the opposing team passing off the ball to one
another in quick succession.  The play went back and forth a few times, but
the Howling Timber Wolves seemed to be in control for most of that time.
Then all of a sudden there was a break as the guys pressed forward.  Evan
took control of the ball, and as one of the players came in for a tackle he
booted it across the front of the goal just as Jaden approached and slammed
it with his foot into the net.

The bleachers came alive as we roared and cheered while Evan tackled Jaden
to the ground and the rest of the team members piled on top with the
referee muddling towards the celebrating boys trying to separate them out.
The spectators began to sit down and as I settled in my seat Mattie all of
a sudden leaped up, cupped his hands to his mouth, and in a high pitched
little boy's voice belted out a howling sound.  Gabe and I looked at each
other and smiled before standing up next to Mattie and letting loose our
own little howling wolf sound in appreciation to our players.

Evan immediately looked up towards the stands recognizing Mattie's voice
even though he was howling and waved laughing his ass off while Jaden put
his arms around his friend's shoulder and waved to us appreciatively.  The
rest of the players sort of huddled around giggling at the wolf howl before
waving to the little boy appreciatively.  Gabe snatched up little Mattie
around the waist and held him up high in the air.  Mattie belted out
another howling racket noise while everyone in the stands began to laugh
and started to clap appreciatively.

The ball was put into play again and it became obvious that the Howling
Timber Wolves were the stronger team as they quickly stole the ball and
pressed forward once more.  Within another couple of minutes they once more
scored this time with a pass from Jaden to Evan off in the corner as he
quickly smashed his foot into the ball sending it off at a quick clip
towards the opposite corner of the goal.  The ball swished into the corner
of the net and the crowd erupted into a cheer while Mattie, Gabe, and I
cupped our hands together and began to howl like a pack of wild crazy
wolves.  It sort of caught on as some of the parents including ours started
to howl for our boys.  By the time we scored the third goal the entire
stands erupted in a maddening howling sensation, which would become the
trend throughout the rest of the season.

Coach Peterson started to rotate everyone into the match, and by the end
everyone had put in plenty of play time into the game it ended with a score
of eight to one, with us winning.  The guys gathered in the center of the
field as they thanked the opposing team before gathering around the team
bleachers.  Once gathered together the players fanned out facing the
bleachers and their parents, and with Jaden counting down: three, two, one,
all of the players cupped their hands around their lips at the same time
and howled back at their adoring supportive fans.  We all stood up and
clapped appreciatively starting a brand new tradition from that point
forward.

By the time the second game rolled around news had spread like wild fire
and the stands became inundated with spectators and family members.  Mattie
received a new shirt.  On the back were two rows now with the top row still
reading `Evan's lil bro,' and right below that spelled out in big letters,
`The Original Howler.'  Mattie was tickled pink, and the other parents
thought it only appropriate as he sort of became the unofficial mascot and
spokesperson for the team.

After the big route in this first game we all headed out to the local pizza
joint for a bite to eat.  I couldn't keep my eyes off of Evan, or for that
matter my hands as I snuck little gropes under the table while we munched
down on pizza.  The long benches around the tables were crowded with people
so no one even noticed when I slipped my fingers under Evan's soccer shorts
leg opening forcing aside his protective cup so I could stroke his hard
sweaty erection.  It was so damp and moist that my fingers seemed to slide
along his slicked up hardened shaft.

Evan glanced sideways at me and just giggled while he shifted a little
opening up his legs further.  I teased him some more for several minutes on
and off before releasing him.  I had to chuckle when he looked at me and
pouted with those big round eyes of his.  It now became a bit uncomfortable
for him so he had to reach down and try to slip his hard cup back over his
dangling bits and shaft that was still a little stiff.  His cup wasn't a
good fit like this, and a bit uncomfortable as he now scowled at me for
getting him all worked up like that.

"What?" I asked him knowing he couldn't answer with everyone sitting around
us, while Jaden, who was sitting on his other side, just giggled knowing
full well what we had been playing at.  We stayed at the pizza parlor for a
couple of hours playing some of the video games in the arcade.  There were
pool tables, air hockey tables, and even ping pong tables as we gave them
all a try.  It was just pure fun for everyone involved until it was time to
head home.

After saying good-bye to Jaden and Gabe, we climbed back into our car and
headed home.  I couldn't help myself as I kept eyeing Evan in his dirty
uniform.  We were both filthy and grimy from our game, but it just sort of
turned me on seeing him like that.  I could tell this had been a long day
for Aunt Liz since she hadn't fully recuperated yet, but she hadn't
complained all day just wanting to be with her boys.  She was sitting with
Mattie on the front bench in front of us, and both of them were dozing with
the little boy curled up in his mom's arms.

Evan was leaning up against me as I stroked my hand between his thighs
knowing that the action was completely hidden from view.  My curly haired
boy had his hand shoved down the front of my shorts as he gently massaged
my leaking four inch toy.  It was a bit difficult with the jockstrap and
cup constantly getting in the way, but it still felt nice and I couldn't
wait to get him alone once we got home.

Mattie went with Aunt Liz into the other part of the house and Evan
followed me into our room so we could get cleaned up and changed.  As soon
as the bedroom door closed I was all over Evan as I twirled him around so
he was facing me and leaned down kissing him lightly on the lips.  His
sweaty grimy boy scent wafted up to my nose making my jiggle worm wiggle in
my soccer shorts.  Our kiss became even more heated as he wrapped his arm
around my neck and I lifted him upwards cupping his two golden delicious
apples while he wrapped his legs around me.

"You are such a fucking sexy turn-on in that uniform of yours." I gasped as
Evan nibbled on my lower lips driving me crazy with his dirty musky sweaty
scent continuing to seduce me wildly.

Our mouths attacked one another as he constricted his legs trying to hump
me with little success because of his jockstrap and cup getting in the way
making him get a bit frustrated.  Walking over towards the bed I lowered
him down on top of the mattress while I grabbed the hem of his shirt and
yanked on it.  He held up his arms and the dirty filthy material lifted up
and over his head easily.  I quickly peeled off my own shirt and lowered my
shorts and jockstrap to the ground stepping lithely out of them.  My penis
twitched and jerked between my legs as if enjoying breathing in fresh air.
I pushed Evan backwards on to the mattress with his feet dangling over the
edge.

My eyes razed him greedily as I knelt down in front of him easing my body
between his legs and forcing them slightly apart.  Leaning down over on top
of him I pressed our chest and stomach together while nuzzling his neck and
slowly slathering my tongue down across his chest.  My wet little shovel
left a trail of spittle around his right nipple and all the way down to his
belly button leaving behind a clean trail as I licked away the filth and
grime in the process.  Sweaty dirt never tasted so delicious.  Evan
quivered and I could see his cup pressing outwards against the fabric of
his soccer shorts knowing full well his thick hard penis was stretching out
for some relief.

His cup held his small endowment in place, but it strained to be released
as it continued to force his tight jock strap upwards making me giggle.
Evan was breathing hard already realizing what I was going to do to him,
but waited tolerantly knowing his patience would pay off for him in the
end.  I placed my hand on top of his solid cup and gently forced it down
teasingly against his hard cramped erection and noticed him wince.  The
firm plastic cup material pressing down on him like that was a bit painful
against his burgeoning erection.

Spreading apart his legs a bit further I eased up the fabric material on
his right leg until his entire jockstrap and cup were exposed.  The tip of
his hammer was sticking out on one side completely peeled back making me
giggle as Evan lifted his head taking a look and laughing in the process at
how difficult his cup made it for him.  I dipped my head between his sweaty
groin, and nuzzled him along the crease of his legs sticking my tongue
beneath the edge of the jockstrap flicking it against his little fleshy boy
pouch.

Evan jerked at the sensitive touch and settle back down a bit while I
continued to tickle this spot with my tongue enjoying the heady sweaty
scent and taste emanating from between his legs.  The boy relaxed enjoying
himself while I slipped my tongue upwards rolling the tip of it around his
crimson colored shapely acorn.  Evan gasped and his flesh tower twitched
upwards in response forcing the tight jockstrap to bulge upwards even
further.

"Shit," Evan gasped as I smiled up at him and he reached down
affectionately running his fingers through my hair.

"Are you ready?" I asked him and grinning when he smiled at me nodding his
head.

Reaching up I took a hold of his waistband and eased down both his soccer
shorts and jockstrap at the same time.  His fishing pole and tackle seemed
to sigh in relief as they were liberated from their confinement.  I pulled
the restricting clothing completely off of him dumping them on top of his
jersey.  I paused briefly taking in his sleek body and throbbing penis.  I
reached down almost subconsciously to my own Leaning Tower of Pisa which
pointed out from my body in an upward forty five degree angle and quivered
in delight as I briefly stroked my thin hard erection.

Evan's skin flute thumped up and down enticingly as I now reached out and
slowly eased his tight skin over the ridge of his knob.  I nudged my nose
against his smooth hairless sagging coin purse pressing my tongue up
against his two half dollar pieces making them knock up against each other
before slurping them up giving them a bit of a polishing.  Evan's hips
ticked upwards as I rolled around his two chestnut sized yummy tasting
truffles.  Letting the sweet treats slip from my mouth I focused on my
ultimate prize as I slipped my warm damp lips over his strawberry flavored
skin covered swizzle stick.  His sweaty slicked up salty tasting treat
slipped deeper into my mouth while I wiggled my fingers between his wet
crease.  His nether region was extremely warm and still damp with
perspiration from his game.  It was so damp and wet that I didn't even have
to lube my finger before I slowly slipped it past his guarded opening.

I've been sliding my finger inside of Evan every chance I got these days,
and it seemed to pay off as he remained relaxed allowing it to easily glide
past his guarded virginal door.  He even shifted slightly giving me more
access and started to moan enjoying being fingered like this.  I felt his
glory tower quiver when I began to wriggle my fingers around inside of him
searching out his pleasure lever.  His thunder thumper began to leak and I
lapped it up with my tongue enjoying the new taste of his musky sweaty
funky grime intermingling with his sweet tasting textured cream.  Instead
of being turned off by his filthy dirty state it only drove me mad as I
began to slurp him up in earnest slathering my tongue all over his pale
three inch sweaty and grimy hard skewer.

My lips sucked on his hardness as my eyes focused on his pale pubic mound
noticing the blue spidery webbing along the flat surface all the way up to
his belly button that was increasingly speeding up its spastic contractions
as he began to crest in his heightened sensitivity.  Focusing on the task
at hand I started to pound my finger inside of him further and added a
second finger for the first time ever making him gasp and quiver at the
unexpected addition as he tried to relax allowing it to slide inside of him
all the way.  With two fingers inside of him now I began to press around
with even more pressure making him lift up his head and gasp while my
tongue slathered along the length of his Raphe line on the bottom side of
his shaft.  I continued to travel along the line until I reached the
underside of his acorn shaped head and frenulum which is the skin that
attaches his glans.

Evan was dripping in perspiration now his body all slicked up as I lifted
my left hand on top of his stomach and slowly caressed his skin making him
quiver in delight.  I continued to make love to his acute pulsing hard
quivering muscle with my lips and was rewarded when he let out a soft gasp
his hips hitching upwards slightly while his legs extended outwards
stiffly.  Wriggling around my finger I found his little release lever and
pushed on it moving his orgasm into overdrive.

The feeling of his glans expanding in my mouth was all the warning I
needed.  I felt the first blast of cream spattering up against my tonsils
forcing me to swallow as I suctioned him now like a vacuum making sure to
clean up any mess he managed to generate.  Evan's orgasm ran through him
like a freight train his body stiffening up like a medical board.  He was a
double donor so when he emptied out his first storage tank I began to work
on getting him to open up his secondary facility.  It didn't take long
because I had gotten good at getting him to disengage the lock and open up
his doors as I flicked my tongue up against the tip of his knob looking for
the right combination.  My fingers continued to wriggle around inside of
him as they bumped up against his fun button once more.  His second orgasm
shot through him a bit faster, this time like a speeding bullet as he was
forced to finally empty out the last of his sauce to me.  He moaned
ecstatically and twitched before his erection slowly ebbed and shriveled up
in my mouth.  I didn't let his now shriveled up soft penis immediately slip
out of my mouth; instead, choosing to leave it inside my damp cave.  I made
sure not to stimulate his soft penis in any way while I held on to it with
my lips, but his soft fleshy limp noodle seemed to twitch on its own now
and then.  It was a strange sensation and really made me even hornier for
him.

The boy's breathing seemed to even out as he finally reached down and
gently pushed my head away so his soft fleshy pepper could get some air.  I
crawled up on top of the bed and lay down next to Evan slowly running my
fingers around his stiff little nipples feeling the boy shiver.

"I so love it when you do these little tender things like that." Evan
whispered softly as he rolled on top of me so he could return the favor.

I watched him slowly retreat downwards until he eased me inside of his
mouth.  He knew I was close already getting worked up with tending to his
needs.  For some reason it excited me to watch Evan work on me as his lips
seemed to fold around the circumference of my thin sleek four inch hard
tube.  I could see the dark thick blue vein pulsing along my shaft and was
fairly certain that I had a similar kind of blue webbing all along the
length and breadth of my tubular meat just like the other boys had that
I've suckled up into my mouth.

Seeing Evan's lips curl around me like that just sent me into overdrive as
all of a sudden my body stiffened out of nowhere with my two spunk tanks
constricting inside of my body expelling everything I had in one single
blast with the other three of four strong contractions having nothing left
to offer up.  It had happened quickly and unexpectedly catching both of us
by surprise as Evan continued to suck up the remaining meager dribbling
contents before letting my flaccid weed whacker slip from his mouth.  He
settled in next to me and I leaned over giving him a gentle kiss licking up
some of the milky sauce that had gotten away from him.

"What the hell happened?" Evan giggled as I also laughed just shaking my
head at a loss.

"Damn I'm not sure.  I think you being so filthy dirty and dressed in your
cool soccer outfit turned me on so much that it just happened a bit fast.
You don't mind do you?" I asked him a bit worried he didn't have any fun.

"Are you kidding.  Fuck that single blast just about knocked me on my ass."
He giggled and blushed still a bit shy when things were all said and done
concerning what we've been doing together.  "Besides it's nice knowing that
things are still new and spicy between the two of us." He admitted.

"Yeah...it always seems like the first time when I'm with you my little
sweetness." I disclosed to him wrapping him up in my arms just enjoying
having him to myself like this.

It still amazed me how I lucked out with having someone special I could
hold in my arms every night when I went to bed.  "Come-on, we better hop in
the shower before someone comes looking for us wondering what we are
doing." I giggled both of us getting up and heading for the shower.

Getting cleaned up was just as much fun as I slowly ran my hands across his
naked body enjoying the slick feel of his skin.  Mattie slipped inside
joining us and we simply made room for him without a fuss.  Any more it
wasn't uncommon for all three of us to shower together like this as we ran
our hands over one another.  I had come to terms with Mattie and his early
budding sexuality.  He continued to get erections and enjoyed the sensation
of my hands on him, but I just cleaned him up running my fingers lightly
over him letting the boy enjoy the brief contact.  Sometimes he would jack
himself off as I soaped him up enjoying how it felt while I was running my
hands over his skin.  Evan and I never commented or berated him and just
let Mattie be himself.  We did remind him though from time to time that
this was all just between us.  He most definitely understood that most boys
his age didn't enjoy this kind of freedom in front of his older brothers,
or for that matter at all.  Most boys his age didn't even participate in
any sexual activity yet.  The younger boy knew he was lucky in many
respects having two older brothers who understood him and didn't mind that
he fooled around and experimented like this with himself and other boys.

Summer vacation seemed to blow by us at a rapid clip now.  Mattie, Evan,
and their mom settled in comfortably into our lives, and the two boys
seemed to blossom and grow even more with a newfound sense of freedom and
relief from the stressful years that seemed to have smothered them in many
ways.  School would be starting next month so there was still plenty of
freedom for us boys, but soon enough it too would be quickly over.

From time to time some of our friends from camp would visit or we would
head over to one of them for a day.  Mattie especially loved it when Benji
came over, and believe me he utilized these times to the fullest often
taking the boy off to the side so they could be alone for a period of time.
Each time both of them returned with flushed cheeks looking very pleased
indeed, and it didn't take a rocket science to know that they had been
playing with each other in the missile silo.

Chase had come over several times as well, and I had to smile when both him
and Evan headed over to the barn where my dad had converted the extra room
for Evan so he could paint.  Both of them would disappear for hours on end
as they worked on projects together.  Most of the time Chase only stayed
for a few hours out of the day before heading over to Tim who had managed
to talk his parents into leaving him behind with his aunt and uncle.

Riley had returned to California, but we had remained in contact and
watched him from time to time on the sports station when he had
competitions.  He was doing really well this year having some wins under
his belt and placements as well during the times he didn't win.

Jaden and Evan continued to be inseparable with the boys spending a lot of
time together.  It didn't happen often, but from time to time the two boys
would find themselves intertwined in a sexual kind of way as they pleasured
one another.  They enjoyed these times together and didn't seem to mind
this sort of interaction.  I was happy for Evan seeing him just be himself
and interact this way with someone else his own age. The two boys cared
deeply for one another on many levels, and enjoyed how it felt to be
together in a sexual way, but that is as far as it went between the two of
them for the moment.  I got the impression it was because of what Evan and
I had together so they were both just reluctant to let it be anything more
for the time being.

From time to time even I hooked up with Jaden when he needed some extra
attention and wanted it from me instead of just from Evan.  It rarely
happened, but I could tell he had feelings for me as well and sometimes it
just boiled over.  To be honest I also enjoyed those special moments with
the fit young boy.  Jaden was open and accepting of my relationship with
his best friend, but sometimes yearned for my company as well enjoying our
quiet and alone time together.  Sometimes I felt a bit guilty because I
knew Gabe wouldn't approve what Jaden and I did together, but it was
Jaden's choice and I really did have feelings for the younger boy too.  It
seems as if Evan and I had consented into allowing Jaden into our inner
sanctum, and had accepted him without any reservations as part of our
sexual relationship.

After the initial incident between Evan and Jaden during the weekend of my
birthday party, I had sat down with my brown curly haired boy to discuss
what had happened.  He wasn't upset that it had happened, and truly
appreciated the incident, but seemed concerned about how this would affect
our own relationship.  I had to be honest with him and tell him that I
really felt it was the right thing for him to pursue his feelings for
Jaden.  The two of us were together and that wasn't changing anytime soon,
but he had never been able to experience things with other boys his own age
like he should so I encouraged him to truly give it a chance between him
and Jaden.  I also reminded him that at some point even a girl might end up
being something he may pursue in the future.  He was still young and really
didn't know what he wanted at this stage in his life so many things were
still possible for him.

After our conversation he seemed to open up more and accepted Jaden into
his life in a reserved kind of sexual way, and not just only being friends.
Jaden didn't mind in the least and actually seemed to crave this type of
relationship as he explored his own sexuality.  In a way this casual and
slow paced sexual encounter between the two boys was truly a blessing as it
really did allow Evan to open up and be more his own age.  It also gave
Jaden what he so desperately needed with another boy his own age at this
time.  It made me happy to see this sort of bond forming between the two
boys.  This was a bond that nothing would ever be able to tear apart.
There might be tensions and strains from time to time, but Evan finally had
a friend his own age that he could trust and count on.

As for soccer we were blazing a trail with both teams still undefeated.  It
looked as if both of our teams would be heading to the State finals
competing for the title in our respective categories.  Newspapers have been
picking up the story of Coach Peterson's success with the two divisions,
and people were responding to the Howling Timber Wolves as their unique
game-time traditions seemed to sweep through the state.  Both teams still
had one more game to play for the regional title before we were eligible.
If we won, then it would be off to the State Final two weeks later.

Early during the week we received a phone call from Dmytri, the artist from
camp, announcing Evan had won the overall first place prize.  The news
really wasn't unexpected but the boy was still ecstatic and so were the
rest of us.  Dmytri explained there would be a showing at the campgrounds
open to the public Saturday afternoon beginning at three in the afternoon
until six that evening.  It was the same day as our regional finals;
however, we might just be able to make it in time.  My game started at ten
in the morning and Evan's right after that.  It might be a close call and
we may be a little late, but we had assured the artist that we would be
there for sure.

Dmytri said it wouldn't be a problem if we were a bit late because it
opened up to the public at three in the afternoon and it wasn't until
around five that the official recognition ceremony presenting the awards
would be held.  This worked out great for everyone, but Dmytri did say it
would be nice if we got there as soon as possible because people would want
to meet and chat with the artists.  We agreed and said we would get there
as quickly as possible.

Somehow news got out and during the week Evan was interviewed by the news
media.  There was a flurry of activity around our place throughout the
week.  An article featuring Evan with an image of him and his painting made
several local newspapers.  The camp was inundated with phone calls trying
to get more information about the event on Saturday and it looked like it
just might end up being a big crowd that day.  All the attention made Evan
a bit self conscious and nervous.  Of course we all teased him to no end
making him blush shyly while also making him a bit nervous.  Everyone from
our group of friends called and congratulated him.  All of a sudden he
became the most popular kid in our small community, and kids who had
ignored him or had given him a hard time in school in the past started
calling him up wanting to be friends all of a sudden.  Evan took it all in
stride though, but remained loyal to his true friends who had accepted him
from the beginning.  Of course there were some kids from school that were
sort of his friends to begin with, and he made sure to recognize them, but
as for the others he was civil but sort of steered clear of them.

Saturday was a bustle of activity as we got ready.  The stands were full at
the regional playoffs by the time the starting whistle blew beginning our
game.  Everyone from our friends at camp, except for Riley, showed up to
show their support and would be hightailing it to Evan's art award after
the game.  Riley may not have been there physically, but we knew he was
there in spirit, and all the guys understood he couldn't be there since he
lived so far away.  He had left an email though congratulating Evan and
also giving a shout out for our upcoming game.

In short order my team showed full dominance and the final score ended up
being four to one.  Up next were Evan and Jaden as the stands swelled with
the gold and green ranks of the true loyal fans.  The boys took the field
and within the first three minutes of play scored their first goal.  A high
piercing sound emanated through the air as we all stood up and howled like
a big pack of Timber Wolves.  By the time it was all over the Howling
Timber Wolves players were standing in front of the crowd howling back at
us in a sign of support and complete victory.  Throughout the season they
showed complete dominance over other teams as they won by large margins.

What was unique though is that they never gloated or showed disrespect to
the opposing teams.  They celebrated together when they scored as was
expected, but not one single player ever taunted or teased any players on
the opposing team.  From the start Coach Peterson had expressly forbidden
any such behavior and warned he would cut anyone immediately from the team
he caught misbehaving in an inappropriate and unsportsmanlike fashion.
Most of the kids on the team weren't even like that to begin with so it
hadn't even been an issue.  Jaden had also set the tone from the beginning
always making sure to congratulate fellow team mates and never take full
credit for anything he did opting to share the glory with his buddies.  He
was a natural leader, and he conducted himself in the most sportsmanlike
manner at all times.

We skipped the awards ceremony our coach understanding saying that he would
make sure to get with us afterwards.  We rushed home as we quickly got
cleaned up, foregoing for the first time our normal passionate sex play.
It had become a tradition for me and Evan to pleasure one another after the
games as a reward, not to mention he just simply made me horny to no end
when I saw him out there getting filthy and grimy in his sharp outfit.
There was just something about having sex with him when we got home after
one of our soccer games as we literally tore into one another.  I think I
turned him on the same way because even though our sexual interludes were
always passionate, during these moments it seemed even more powerful.

We arrived at camp and it was already brimming with people coming to see
what all the fuss was about.  As we approached the main building Mattie all
of a sudden shot out and literally leaped into another boy's arms.

"Riley...you're here." The smaller boy shouted as we just looked on in
amazement.

"Whoa...Evan dude...you've sort of shrunk on me." Riley teased the curly
haired little tyke in his arms as Mattie leaned back and smiled at the
older boy.

"I'm not Evan you silly ninny...it's me Mattie." The smaller boy quipped as
Riley got a serious look on his face and then reached down pulling out the
waistband on Mattie's golden soccer shorts and snuck a peek at what he had
hidden beneath the fabric.

Mattie had left his Howling Timber Wolves jersey and shorts on as Riley
took a closer look at the boy.  "Hmmmm...I guess you aren't Evan.  I've got
it on good authority his good little soldier is a tad bigger...so I guess
you really are Mattie." Riley teased as Mattie squirmed in his arms trying
to get loose.

"Hey...no fair." Mattie retorted clamping his hands over his shorts
concealing himself while Riley finally released him with both boys
chuckling at the interplay.

"I know but I just couldn't resist." Riley smiled down affectionately at
Mattie as he ruffled the boy's curly locks.

"Riley it really is you...how did you..." I began as I walked up to my
friend giving him a warm embrace.

"Yeah, well I couldn't miss out on this event.  Sorry I couldn't make the
soccer match.  By the time my plane got in and my aunt picked me up it was
too late so we came straight over here." He explained as everyone gathered
together giving him a welcoming hug.

"Oh Riley, this is Mrs. Prescott.  Mattie's and Evan's mom." I introduced
Riley as he stepped up giving her a warm hug.

"Um...I hope you don't...you know." Riley smiled nodding towards Mattie and
what had just happened.

Aunt Liz just waved it off.  "No Riley it is just healthy boy banter and no
call for any worry.  Besides, I think Mattie enjoyed the extra attention."
She smiled looking over at Mattie who just blushed about being caught
enjoying these little types of sex games.

"I...um...whatever." He sighed as he settled in next to Benji who wrapped
his arm around his smaller friend and smiled at the boy's little
predicament.

He was saved though when Dmytri saw us and herded us all inside.  From that
point on it was a bustle of activity as everyone made their rounds enjoying
the festivities.  Evan spent a lot of time with his painting as people made
their way through the impromptu gallery asking him questions and chatting.
It was a fun time with all of our friends gathered together once more.  The
awards ceremony was brief and after a while people started to filter away.

There was still a good group of people hanging around as it got close to
six in the evening.  I was chatting with some of our friends from camp
joking around with Dmytri when I saw a disheveled Evan approaching me
looking a bit out of sorts and very frightened.  He ran up to me and almost
knocked me over as his eyes were spread open widely the whites of them
showing his fear.  He was clutching a green and gold baseball cap in his
hands looking around as he clung to me tightly.

"W...where's Mattie." He squeaked out in a panic releasing me and looking
around.  "Is he with mom or your folks?" He asked me obviously shaken as I
tried to calm him down.

"What's wrong Evan?" I asked him trying to remain calm, but knowing
something must have happened while Sage became alert hanging close to my
legs.

"He's here." Evan looked around in a panic as the rest of our group
instinctively looked around for nothing in particular.

"What...I mean who Evan?  What's going on?" I tried to remain calm, but the
way Evan was behaving it began to frighten me too as my heart thundered in
my chest.

"Don...I...I saw him...I mean I'm sure it was him...but I panicked and ran
back...and...and I found Mattie's hat on the ground."  Evan way crying now
as others began to mill around wondering what was happening.

My heart leaped into my throat as I tried to remember where everyone was at
the moment.  My folks and some of the other parents had gone out looking
around the camp.  Mattie had been with us for a few minutes, and shortly
after Evan had stated he was going out to take a breather, Mattie had
disappeared as well.  Shit...this wasn't good because I figured he went
looking for our folks.

Everyone was speaking at once now and I couldn't think my mind was becoming
mush as I started to panic.  I felt Sage nudging up against my legs
nervously as I suddenly spoke up taking control.

"Guys...quick fan out find my dad.  Evan take me to where you found the hat
and Dmytri come with us." I commanded as everyone hesitated.  "Move." I
snapped making everyone jump before they dispersed while I grabbed Evan by
the collar and shoved him out the door.  Dmytri was close behind us along
with several other people who were caught up in the moment.  I pushed,
shoved, and urged Evan forward since he seemed a bit dazed and panicky when
he suddenly stopped and looked around.

"I...I think it was here." He told me as I gazed all around for any clue.

It got noisy again and people started to talk all at once.  It was making
my head spin and it was difficult to think.  It was impossible because all
the excitement was affecting my focus with what I was trying to concentrate
on.  "Everyone shut the fuck up." I commanded.  "I can't think and this is
important." I stated making Sage stand up and growl menacingly thinking I
was in trouble and trying to find the source so he could protect me.

It got quiet as Evan began to rant.  "Kyle...we've got to find
Mattie...let's go." He started to panic and leave when I reached out and
grabbed him holding on tight and shoving him towards Dmytri.

"Quiet Evan let me think.  Dmytri no matter what happens don't let him go."
I stated pointedly noticing Evan start to squirm and scream.

"Let me go I've got to find Mattie." He yelled all beside himself upsetting
me even more.

"Evan shut up already I can't think straight and I have to get this right
or we are all screwed.  Stop fighting and stay put because I can't worry
about both you and Mattie at the same time.  I promise...I'll find Mattie.
Rule number six and five...remember" I told him grabbing him by the collar
and shoving my face in front of him while other people shifted around a bit
nervously.

Evan looked into my eyes and put his head down nodding.  "Yes I remember.
Never promise anything you can't keep, and tackle one problem at a time."
He sighed looking back up at me pleadingly.

"I'll find him...I promise." I reiterated as I sighed taking the hat away
from him.  "Sitz" (pronounced zits) I commanded for Sage meaning `sit' and
giving the appropriate hand signal to him making sure I had his full
attention.

I heard someone start to speak and I swiveled my head around looking in the
direction of the voices.  "Quiet.  This isn't easy you know.  If I don't
give the proper commands in the proper order something bad can happen.  I
need to think...it's not like I do this sort of thing all the time." I
snapped a bit too harshly as a sort of nervous stillness fell over all of
us while I searched my mind for the proper words and hand sign for the dog
to obey.

Once given he would obey it explicitly, and I didn't want to screw this up.
These were commands given out in wartime and in some ways a bit different
to this situation yet also slightly similar.  I've gone with my dad several
times when he went on base to train with Sage, and knew several commands
having watched often enough, but I've never given them personally, and it
wasn't easy to focus in this pressured position.  I needed to concentrate
not only so I could find the appropriate words, but also the hand signals
to relay the importance of my command.  Of course Sage didn't need both,
but when done in tandem there would be no confusion as to the intent of the
command.

Sage sat still listening attentively and watching my every move acutely as
I took a deep breathe collecting my thoughts, stepped forward, and placed
the cap under the Malinois nose so he could get a good whiff of Mattie's
scent "Such verloren...Mattie" (sue-kh fur-loren) I commanded in the
foreign language meaning `to search for lost article,' in this case meaning
Mattie, and giving the appropriate hand signal before once more letting
Sage smell the hat.  "Pass auf...Mattie" (paws owe-f) which means `watch
over' and once more giving the hand signal.  "Schutzen...Mattie"
(shoe-tz-en) meaning `protect', with the appropriate hand signal.  I
repeated everything methodically once more hoping I had done it right
before barking the command "Geh" (gay) meaning `go' sending him off on his
assigned instructions.

I sighed in relief when Sage immediately got up and sniffed around.  He
seemed to pick up a scent and tore down the trail in the opposite direction
of the main buildings.  I sprang after Sage as he led the way about ten to
fifteen yards ahead of me.  Some people had started to follow me, but I was
a long distance runner and most people were just plain out of shape;
especially, the parents.  It didn't take long before it was just me and
Sage as I stretched out my legs running after the large Malinois, but
keeping a nice pace so I wouldn't get winded after only a short distance.

The war dog was highly trained and sensitive immediately figuring out the
appropriate speed to maintain while instinctively knowing the pace I wanted
to set.  We seemed to eat up a lot of ground very quickly, and then I
thought I detected some movement up ahead.  I noticed Sage had honed in on
it and was itching to be released from his constraint.  The only thing
holding him back was his training and a voice command giving him
permission.  "Geh...Los" (gay...lowes) I shouted releasing him as he
immediately tore away from me and I too went all out taking off in a
sprint.  I was fast, but the dog was like lightning as he sped over the
small rise out of sight and he let loose a snarling growling barking sound
along the way.

The movement I had detected was way up ahead, but I knew it had to be
Mattie and I wasn't taking any chances.  As for Sage, he knew this was a
mission to protect and understood that barking from him would more than
likely create a reaction on the other person to just release the captive
individual and run for it.  Sage's instructions were to protect, and this
was one tactic he seemed to instinctively recognize.  Moments later I heard
the vicious barking and snarling noises and headed right for it.  Two
minutes later I spotted Sage as he stood guard in front of a huddled figure
snarling at something unseen in the distance.  This was yet another tactic
in training to deter anyone from changing their minds and returning back.

By the time I arrived I was winded and sucking in air, but I ignored it as
I knelt down next to the crumpled figure on the ground that was whimpering
in fright.  It was Mattie and I scooped him up in my arms protectively
whispering to him soothingly.  He flinched when I touched him, but
immediately recognized me and clung on to me tightly not letting go.  Sage
continued to snarl wanting to be released once more.  Turning towards the
dog I was about to command the dog to kill, but my father came barreling
down the trail and ordered Sage to lie down.

He had seen me about to give out a command, and he must have known what it
was going to be.  "No Kyle...let it go.  He's probably long gone." My dad
stated, which seemed to be confirmed when we heard a vehicle engine revving
up as if barreling down some unseen back road.  My father was breathing
hard a bit winded from his full on sprint.  "Damn Kyle...you never told me
you were such a good long distance runner.  I spotted you way back, and
couldn't catch up to you."  He smiled hesitantly as he knelt down next to
us and reached out towards Mattie.  The boy flinched and clung on to me
whimpering and still crying in my arms.

Dad looked over towards Sage and simply said "yes" the command for a good
job and Sage's reward.  The training method always implemented a reward
system of both voice and a treat in the form of a toy.  Sometimes he was
rewarded with a toy, sometimes with a verbal gesture, and sometimes both.
The verbal reward my dad just gave was good enough for Sage as he muzzled
up against my father, and then against Mattie as if to tell the boy it was
alright now.  I smiled at the dog and patted him for good measure.

"Help me up dad.  I don't think Mattie is going to let me go." I sighed as
I held on to the boy.

My dad noticed something in Mattie's hand, and managed to get the boy to
release it.  To me it looked like a piece of someone's shirt.  Mattie must
have torn it from Don.  "Let's go," my dad motioned as he tucked the piece
of cloth into his shirt pocket.

It was a long walk back with me literally stumbling into the outer edges of
camp completely spent and barely able to hold on to Mattie anymore.  I
tried to set him down a couple of times along the way, but he just gripped
on to me even tighter and started to cry hysterically.  I could see a big
welt on the side of the small boy's face.  Don had hit Mattie so hard that
it had left his hand print on the poor little guy's cheek.  It made me
wince and I nearly lost control of myself wanting nothing more than to sit
down and cry.  My dad had urged me on, and was helping as much as he could
understanding how tired I was getting.

Spotting a bench I stumbled over to it and sat down.  "I can't go any
further dad.  Go get the others while I catch my breath." I told him as he
motioned for Sage to stay by our side and ran back to the main building for
help.

"Oh my poor sweet little Mattie boy." I sighed as I rocked him tenderly.
"What did he do to you?" I whispered softly in the boy's ear while he just
cuddled up to me and closed his eyes not answering or responding.

Breathing heavily I just continued to rock him gently and tried to
recuperate.  My entire body ached and my arms felt like lead as we swayed
gently back and forth for a few moments.  I heard some noise and when I
looked up I saw Evan running towards us nearly knocking me down as he threw
himself on to me wrapping his arms around both his little brother and me.

"Mattie," Evan whimpered noticing his little brother flinching before
settling back down when he released us.  "Thanks so much Kyle...I...I'd
just die if something happened to Mattie." He sniffled wiping away the
dampness that had threatened to overwhelm him.  "Is he alright?" Evan asked
looking his brother over, but having a hard time since Mattie just held on
to me refusing to let go.

"I don't know Evan.  I mean he looks a bit banged up...nothing serious, but
he refuses to let me go." I stated as Evan just nodded his head.

"I know the feeling." He sighed sitting down next to us and just stroking
is brother's back gently.

Aunt Liz showed up a minute or so later looking pale as a sheet with my
parents and a few other people in tow.  Mrs. Prescott knelt down next to
her little boy and reached out to him.  He didn't flinch at her touch, but
still refused to let go while one of the other parents stepped forward to
take a look.

"Let's have a quick look then." He began.  "I'm a doctor and I just want to
take a quick assessment." He told Mrs. Prescott who nodded her head giving
permission.

The man looked Mattie over real quick taking the boy's pulse and some other
vitals, before checking out his cheek wincing at the hand print.  He spoke
gently trying to get the boy to answer while he methodically and
professionally looked the small boy over as best he could.  After a few
minutes he stood back up and smiled reassuringly.

"Why won't he let go?" I asked the doctor as he just smiled and shrugged
his shoulders.

"It could be any number of things.  Maybe he trusts you, or maybe it is
because you found him first, but one thing is for sure he's in shock right
now.  It's perfectly natural, and if that's what he wants for now just let
it be.  He'll be alright, but I recommend a good nights' sleep, and then
see how he is doing in the morning.  I'll write out a prescription to help,
but I'm sure he'll be much better come morning." The man assured us as
Mrs. Prescott sighed in relief.

It still took a while before we made it back home.  The police had shown up
taking everyone's statement and taking pictures of Mattie's face, well as
best they could because he refused to release me the entire time.  The
police seemed to think that with Evan being so prominently presented in the
newspaper lately that Don, or whoever since they couldn't confirm it had
actually been Don, must have picked up on it and had taken this opportunity
to try something.  More than likely when the perpetrator didn't have a
chance with Evan he just grabbed Mattie.  The police complimented me and
said if it weren't for Sage and my quick thinking it could have been really
bad.  Afterwards we had said good-bye to our friends promising to call them
up for an update tomorrow."

Mattie slept curled up in my lap the entire way back home.  He finally
walked by himself into the house, but clung on to me refusing to let go
needing to have contact with me in some shape or form at all times.  We
gave him some sort of medication that the doctor prescribed.  The man had
said it was a very mild sedative and wouldn't do anything except help
Mattie relax a little and perhaps allow him sleep more soundly.  He
cautioned us about having doctors prescribe anything stronger saying it
wasn't necessary, and some tend to overdo it on medicating children.  What
he prescribed wasn't any stronger than an aspirin, but different, and would
just help to relax Mattie physically and mentally.

"Come-on sweetheart...let's get a bath going so we can get you cleaned up."
Mrs. Prescott bent down next to her son, but he just latched on to me not
wanting to be separated.

I was about to say something to Mattie in order to encourage him to go with
his mom, but she just smiled and shook her head.  "It's alright Kyle.  You
heard the doctor.  If it's you he wants then it will be just fine." She
smiled reassuringly at me as she leaned over and hugged me to her.  "Thank
you Kyle for meaning so much to my boys.  I can't thank you enough to have
been blessed to have you in our lives." She sniffled and then released me
wiping away the wetness from her cheeks while my mom hugged and consoled
her best friend.

"It'll be alright Aunt Liz.  I can take him with me and get him cleaned up.
I don't mind going to bed early since to be honest I'm totally wiped out
myself." I told her seeing if this would be alright.

"Thank you Kyle...I really appreciate that.  I'll come in after you boys
are in bed and tuck you in...if that is alright?" She hesitated asking to
make sure it was alright since I was much older and no longer needed to be
tucked in.

"That would be nice." I told her leading Mattie away and into our bathroom
while Evan headed into the other one thinking it might be easier for me to
take care of Mattie saying he would be coming to bed too after getting
washed up even though both of us had taken a quick shower earlier.

Turning on the shower I let it warm up as I peeled out of my sweaty damp
clothing rubbing my sore arms.  Mattie just stood there the entire time
watching me intently as if in a daze.  When I looked into his eyes they
seemed dull, no longer sparkling with life and vitality that he seemed to
always exude during his waking hours.  He was always bubbly and alive, but
now it had all been sucked out of him making me sad and angry at the same
time.  As if that fucking asshole hasn't already done enough damage to this
family; first Evan, then the boys' mom, and now Mattie...poor sweet
innocent Mattie.  Thinking about all of this was making my blood boil, and
I had to calm down so I wouldn't inadvertently scare the smaller boy even
more.

Kneeling down next to my sweet innocent little curly haired guy, I slowly
peeled him out of his dirty filthy clothes.  The state of his outfit almost
looked like Don had half dragged and half carried the boy.  Of course the
police said there was no proof that Don had done this, which they had said
the same thing about the incident with Mrs. Prescott when she got beat up.
They held that it was her word against his.

Evidently there was some legal wrangling going on over the last several
weeks or so with Don having gotten lawyers and making some sort of claim
against Mrs. Prescott and the boys.  I didn't know what Don was up to, but
when there were these sorts of legality issues involved the police didn't
want to jump into the fray taking sides or making any conclusions.  They
had taken everyone's statements at camp, but couldn't do anything
officially against Don since no one other than Evan had supposedly seen
him, and even then it wasn't a one hundred percent certainty that he had
actually been there since there were so many people at the event.

Sighing I tried to shrug these thoughts from my mind as I slowly removed
Mattie's clothes.  I lifted his shirt up over his head tossing the shirt
aside and taking a quick look at his body.  Mattie just stood there letting
me run my hands over his chest, stomach and back checking for bruising and
scratches.  There were all sorts of scratches, and some bruising along his
body, so I got up with Mattie following me and grabbed my camera taking
some quick pictures making sure to put the date and time stamp digitally on
the images for recording purposes just in case we needed them.

Next I removed his socks and pulled down his soccer shorts leaving him in
his colorful cartooned red boy's briefs.  There were more scrapes and
bruising on his legs and thighs so I snapped some pictures of those as
well.  Figuring I was finished I pulled down his underwear and gasped at
the large bruising on his left upper leg running between his lily white
butt cheek, over the front, and up towards his pubic mound and inner thigh.
Basically his midriff, the area that a boy's underwear would cover.
Sighing I grabbed my camera snapping some close up images of his bruise
trying not to get his intimate bits in them.

"Here Mattie cover yourself up." I whispered softly taking his hands and
making him cup his little boy bits.  Satisfied, I got up and took some full
length pictures of his entire body so the images would show him in his
entirety letting there be no doubt about the bruise and who it belonged to
before I zoomed in closer taking just his upper half of his body so the
bruise would show even more along with showing his face. Putting away my
camera I rummaged through some stuff for a second finding what I needed.  I
started up my computer, plugged in my digital memory card and downloaded
the images putting them in an encrypted file before wiping away the images
off my digital card and sending them off securely into a safe place before
shutting down my desktop.

Taking Mattie by the hand I led him back into the bathroom as we stepped
under the warm water.  I quickly washed off my body before tending to the
smaller boy.  Slowly and gently I washed and rinsed his hair before running
my soapy hands across his body.  Mattie just stood there rooted in place
not saying or doing anything as my fingers ran across his skin.  While I
soaped him up I noticed he began to get an erection as it slowly increased
in size bobbing up and down along the way each time his heart pounded in
his chest.  I thought this was a good sign and continued to wash his legs
and feet before coming back up and gently running my fingers over his
erection.  Sighing I pulled back his foreskin so I could wash off his glans
and noticed the first signs of life when he all of a sudden placed his
hands on my shoulders for support while his hips sort of hitched upwards
and he let out a small groan of pleasure.

The small boy quivered as I wrapped my right arm behind him giving him some
support.  I felt him rubbing my shoulders affectionately as I slipped his
hoodie back into place.  He whimpered when I removed my hand and I watched
as he gently reached down taking his small erection in his thumb and finger
peeling himself back again and just rubbing his thumb against his knob.  He
just stood there as if waiting expectantly.  Sighing I removed his hand and
I slipped his skin back over his glans as he whimpered again and then
looked down at me pleadingly.

"Mattie...I don't think this is such a good idea." I whispered to him
softly as he just stood there staring at me.  Sighing, I just shook my head
and leaned down taking his succulent little two inch fat shower eel into my
mouth and slowly masturbated him with my lips.  Running my tongue around
the ridge of his glans seemed vaguely familiar, reminding me of Evan on so
many levels as I felt it swell and heave around in my mouth.  It didn't'
take Mattie long at all before he was moaning softly his entire body
stiffening up briefly before it began to quiver and ripple with his orgasm.
It seemed to last a long time, even longer than I remembered, as I kept
suckling on his blank shooting pistol feeling it jerk around in a rapid
fire kind of fashion.  It was as if all of his bottled up emotions was
being released through a small funnel taking time before it could all empty
out.  Finally his orgasm seemed to run its course with his body slumping on
top of me and the tension seemingly leaving his body.  He appeared much
more relaxed now and responsive as I let his soft fleshy stumpy penis slip
from my mouth and stood him back up.

"Are you feeling better now?" I asked him as he responded for the first
time just nodding his head and hugging me instead of latching on to me.
"Good, do you remember what happened?" I asked him as he scrunched up his
eyebrows and then got a little scared looking around a bit frightened.
"It's alright Mattie you're home and safe with Evan, your mom, and all of
us." I reassured him noticing him calming down.  "Can you tell us what
happened?" I asked him again as he sort of just looked at me pleadingly
making me sigh and smile at him.  "It's alright Mattie...we can talk about
it later.  Are you ready for bed?" I asked him as he hesitated looking
towards the door which lead to his room.  "Would you rather sleep in my
room tonight?" I asked him noticing him nodding his head before hugging me.
"Alright, let's hop out and get dried off.  Your mom is going to come in
and tuck us in alright?" I asked him as he smiled nodding his head.

Evan was already waiting for us in bed as I slipped in next to him noticing
he was naked as well.  "Are you alright Mattie?" Evan asked his little
brother as he snuggled up closer to me since I was in the middle.

Mattie was staring up at the ceiling when he heard his name and scrunched
up his eyes at his brother questioningly without answering before rolling
his left leg on top of my body.  "He's alright Evan." I responded instead.
"He's not speaking yet, but he does remember what happened.  Let's just
give him time." I told Evan as I leaned down and kissed him softly on the
lips.

There was a soft knocking sound on the door before Mrs. Prescott looked in
and smiled.  "Hey guys how are my little men doing?" She asked as she knelt
down by the bed and lifted up the bed covers tossing them aside wanting to
have look at Mattie.

Evan and I yelped scrambling to cover ourselves up as Mrs. Prescott's
eyebrows shot upwards at all three of our naked bodies pressed up against
one another before she looked away.  "Oh...um...I'm sorry Kyle...I...I
didn't realize...um...I just wanted to check Mattie out to see if he was
hurt." She stuttered realizing that we all had slipped into bed naked.

"Um...it...it's alright...I guess.  I mean it's nothing you haven't seen
before." I responded tossing the covers back over our naked bodies while
Evan just giggled unable to help himself.

"Well...um...yes...but not for a while." Mrs. Prescott smiled shaking her
head.  "You've...um...grown up some since then." She teased making me smile
and blush.  "So...you boys...um...sleep...like this...you know...naked all
the time?" She asked a bit curiously now as Evan began to blush realizing
his mom had sort of caught us even though we weren't doing anything...bad.

Looking at Evan I just blushed and nodded my head.  "Um...most of the
time...I suppose." I told her honestly as she just smiled and nodded her
head.

"Is it alright if I take a look at Mattie?" She asked as I nodded my head
and peeled back the blanket trying to keep my nakedness covered.

For the most part I was successful being able to cover up my bits, but
Mattie was draped over me and had cuddled up refusing to move again so my
whole left side was a bit exposed.  I watched while Mrs. Prescott cringed
at the large bruise on Mattie's left side.  Evan had looked as well and
gasped at the nasty bruise.

"That's the only real bruising I saw Aunt Liz.  Most of the other ones are
just small scrapes and small little bruising.  It's almost as if Mattie was
dragged across the ground, which was smart on his part because it slowed
Don down enough where we could catch him.  Thank goodness Sage was around
so we could find Mattie quickly." I stated as Mrs. Prescott covered us back
up and kissed Mattie before doing the same for me and Evan.

"Yes, and thank goodness you were around Kyle." She whispered softly
shaking her head.  "Listen, I'm sorry about the...um...blanket...you know."
She offered up chuckling.

"Yeah...um...you won't..." I began before Mrs. Prescott reached out taking
my hand into hers.

"Don't worry Kyle I won't say anything to your mother.  We all know how she
can...well...we all know how she is." Mrs. Prescott chuckled as she patted
my hand.  "As long as you boys don't do anything you don't want to or do
anything to hurt each other.  I'm perfectly fine with it Kyle...just keep
in mind that things change in life." She stated looking at me and then her
son, Evan, meaningfully.

"We know Aunt Liz...and we've talked about it." I assured her feeling
comfortable enough with her to talk about it since she seemed to understand
our feelings for one another.  "You're...um...alright...with...you
know...us being together?" I asked her timidly noticing Evan blushing with
the turn in the conversation.

Mrs. Prescott leaned over and kissed Evan on the cheeks.  "Evan I know
you've had feelings for Kyle all these years, remember, you told me when
you were like eight.  I should have known how you are about things, and
should have realized that sooner or later you would..." She sighed shaking
her head as she smiled at us.  "Yes Kyle I'm alright with it, and I know
your parents would be too so keep that in mind because at some point you
are going to have to let them know if this is truly what you want." She
stated nodding her head knowingly at me.  "Like I said I won't say
anything, but keep it in mind sweetie." She patted my hand.  "Evan remember
Kyle is older so once school starts things may change, just keep that in
mind, alright?" She asked Evan who blushed and nodded his head.  "I trust
you Kyle and know you wouldn't do anything to hurt my boys.  You've proven
that to all of us time and time again so if this is something they want
then I'm perfectly fine with it." She sighed looking at me letting me know
I have her permission as long as her boys want this sort of relationship.
"Good then...enough said for now...but if you need to talk...either one of
you...I'm here...alright?" She pointed out to us as we both nodded back
letting her know that we understood.

Leaning in she gave Mattie a tender kiss tucking the boy in who had just
lain there snuggled up to me.  She smiled fondly at her youngest boy as she
stroked his hair lovingly before she leaned over giving her eldest boy a
soft kiss stroking his hair in the same loving fashion.  Looking down at me
she leaned in and kissed me lightly on the cheek as well running her
fingers through my hair.  "All three of you boys are my children." She
whispered softly.  "Thank you for protecting them for me Kyle.  You mean
the world to me as much as my own boys...remember this alright?  I love all
three of you with all of my heart." She told us as she got up and left us
alone in our own thoughts.

A few minutes later my mom and dad came walking into the room with Sage
close at hand.  "That was a very brave thing you did today son." My dad
praised me as he placed his hand on my cheek lovingly.  You know that we
love all three of you boys?" He asked us as me and Evan nodded while Mattie
just lay there by my side not responding, but still listening.

My mom leaned in giving us all a hug and kiss.  "Kyle, your father has to
leave tomorrow." My mom stated making me suck in my breath in shock before
she held up her hand to alleviate any bad thoughts about him being deployed
already.  "It's nothing like what you are thinking Kyle, but you're father
has to go get recertified." She told me as I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Recertified for what?" Evan asked curiously.

"I have to get recertified every year as a war dog handler or they can
reassign Sage to another handler.  I've already held off too long because
of what is going on, and if I don't go now we will loose Sage and I don't
want that to happen.  I know its bad timing, but it can't be helped."

"That's alright dad I understand and I think we all can agree that making
sure Sage remains a part of our family is important." I responded as Evan
nodded concurring with my sentiment.

"Thanks boys...I'll be back in plenty of time for the State Championship
games though, so there is at least that, but I'm worried about what to do
in the meantime.  With me gone and Sage not here to protect you boys you
all have to be more vigilant, understand my meaning?" My dad asked us
seriously as we nodded our heads and understood perfectly.  "Good then, we
just wanted a quick chat and wanted you to know in case you wake up and I'm
gone already.  I have to leave early in the morning." My dad told us as he
leaned in giving us a hug and kiss followed by my mom doing the same.

They got up and turned off the lights closing the door behind them.  "I'm
scared Kyle." I heard Evan whisper as I wrapped my arm around him.

"It'll be alright Evan." I told him as I breathed out softly and felt him
throw his right leg over my body so he could cuddle up closer like Mattie
was doing.

"Yeah, but what if Don comes back while your dad is gone?" He asked
shivering in my arms.

"Don't worry he won't.  Besides, he doesn't know my dad and Sage will be
gone, and I think we scared the crap out of him today so he won't be coming
by anytime soon.  It's not like being out there in the middle of nowhere
like at camp." I assured Evan as he remained quiet for a minute.

"Yeah...I suppose.  Thanks Kyle...you know for Mattie.  I...I'm sorry for
the way I acted at camp." He whispered softly.

"Why...you didn't do anything wrong." I replied.

"Yes I did...I almost messed everything up."

"Don't say that.  If you wouldn't have come right away and told us then it
could have been worse.  You immediately thought about your little brother
and that got us to look for him right away.  You did the right thing Evan
and don't ever distrust yourself again.  You are a lot stronger now than
Don realizes so don't fall into his trap by doubting yourself.  He will get
what he has coming to him one of these days.  He doesn't know who he is
messing with." I told Evan confidently and with conviction looking down at
him while he nodded his head.  "Now let's get some sleep I stated yawning
despite it still being early.

It seemed like I had just fallen asleep when my dad shook us awake.  "Get
up boys and pack some things." He told us when my eyes fluttered open and I
looked around.

It was dark outside indicating it was still very early in the morning, and
I looked over at the clock noticing it was four in the morning.  "What's
going on?" I asked my dad rubbing away the sleep from my eyes.

"I'll tell you during breakfast, but I need you boys to pack some things up
in you're carry on cases.  Enough for five or six days.  Hurry up and get
dressed then come down for something to eat.  I'll explain everything." My
dad stated smiling at us before getting up and walking out the door so we
could get up.

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