Tip and Ty

By E Walk

(Copyrighted by the author)

Edited by Radio Rancher

Chapter 51 - Make Him Go Away

This is Zack.

I still wasn't sure what was happening. All of a sudden we have this juvenile delinquent in our bathroom taking a shower. Mark had warned Bart to be quiet and not wake Chris. Mark went to make up the sofa in the sitting area so Bart would have a place to sleep.

When Bart came out of the shower, he was dressed in the briefs, he looked around, "What do you want me to put on and where am I going to sleep?"

Mark was very calm, "Bart, you're wearing your pajamas. That's how we all sleep here. Just make sure you don't leave this apartment without other clothes on. Speaking of which, go get your dirty clothes for me so I can wash them. That way you will have clean clothes to put on in the morning."

Bart brought his dirty clothes and Mark left to put them in the washer with some of the things that Chris had gotten earlier in the day. I looked at Bart, "You're going to have to sleep on the sofa for the next couple of nights while Lance and Lane are staying with us. They should be back shortly. I'm going to take my shower before they get back and use all of the water to wash all of their excitement down the drain."

When I came out of the shower, Bart was standing in the doorway of the bedroom looking at Chris who was crying and tossing, "Daddy Mark and Daddy Zack, please don't let Bart hurt me."

Bart looked at me and he turned away and went back into the sitting area. I pulled on my briefs and sat down and held Chris, "Chris, what's wrong?"

He put his arms around me, "Daddy Zack, I dreamed that Bart was here and was going to make me do things."

I held Chris and was thinking the worst. "Little one, what happened?"

"I had this dream that Bart was here and he was looking at me."

I was getting concerned. Surely Bart wasn't that stupid. "Chris, Bart is here. Did he try to do something to you just now?"

Chris stiffened, "Daddy Zack, why is he here? Make him go away. He isn't going to sleep with us is he?"

Just then Mark came into the apartment with two laughing guys. I carried Chris into the sitting area and Bart had tears running down his face. Mark immediately recognized that something had happened. He turned to Lance and Lane, "Get your showers and meet us here in the dress for the day, briefs a la mode. Make sure you don't use all of the hot water thinking about your dates. Save that for later."

As soon as Lance and Lane went into the other room, Mark whirled around, "Okay what happened here?"

Chris was sobbing, "Nano Mark, please make him go away. He just wants to hurt me."

Mark took Chris from me, "Christopher Warren, we won't let your brother hurt you and we are going to keep both of you here as long as we can, so that your other father can't hurt either of you again. I need your brother to help me with all of the work around here. I am going to take you back to bed or you will be a grouch in the morning. Daddy Zack and I will be in shortly so there is no way anyone can hurt you."

I went and sat down beside Bart, "Would you like to explain what happened?"

Bart was almost shaking, "Zack, please believe me. I did nothing to Chris. I was standing there thinking how innocent he looked when he started to moan. When he started to cry, I realized that I almost took that innocence away from him like our Dad did mine. Then I saw you come out of the bathroom and I was glad that you weren't my Dad. Zack, my Dad has been using me for over a year. I don't know what I am anymore. Kevin rather hit the mark on the head. I guess I'm nothing but a male slut."

I hadn't realized that Mark was standing there listening to our conversation. Mark came and sat down, "Okay male slut, we're about to change your image. One of us will take you to get that mop of yours cut and then we're going to buy you some clothes that don't make you look like a hood. Before you go back to school on Monday, you are going to be looking like the Nerd Jock."

"If you stay with us for any length of time, you are going to become a model student. We're going to get you tested for social diseases and then we'll go from there. Bart, I'm not trying to embarrass you, but how many people have had sex with?"

Bart looked like he was shell shocked, "Don't I get a vote? I have had sex with about a dozen guys other than my Dad."

Mark was on a roll, "You don't get a vote until you make the honor roll. When you had sex with these people were they using the proper protection?"

Bart was confused, "If you're asking if they were wearing rubbers when they fucked me with their cocks the answer is no. As far as me making the honor roll, that's out of the question. I can't read."

Mark pulled Bart next to him, "We are going to need to teach you the proper terms for the body part and then get your eyes checked. We'll take care of the reading even if we need to home school you and work your ass off."

Bart had to be sharper than he had been led us to believe, "He looked at Mark, didn't you mean to say buttocks, sir?"

We were sitting there laughing when Lance came out of the guest bedroom and sat down, "Lane will be out as soon as he finishes cleaning the shower. He lost the contest tonight."

Mark looked at Lance, "What contest are you talking about?"

Lance grinned, "When we take a shower together we jack off and see who can shoot their spunk the highest on the wall. The loser has to clean the shower."

Bart was almost falling off the sofa from laughing so hard, "So do you help each other or what? Shouldn't you have said, we were watching each other masturbate or relieved the built up tension and then measure whose semen went the highest."

Lance gave Bart the finger and muttered, "That sounds like something our Dads would say."

Lane came out of the bedroom in his briefs, "What would our Dads say?"

Lance looked at Lane, "Can you believe that this creep accused us of taking care of each others' anxieties? He's hoping that you didn't do a good job cleaning the shower so he can see if he can beat the marks we left on the walls in the morning."

Mark stood, "Guys, there are some sodas and juice in the frig. I'm going to go take a shower and check for high semen marks."

Mark went to take his shower and came into the living room while he was drying his hair. "Lane, you missed some spots. What's Chris going to think when he see some strange markings running down the walls of the shower. Zack get me a beer and I'll be right back so these creeps won't keep ogling my body."

Mark came out of the bedroom in his bikini briefs and Bart's eyes about popped out of their sockets. He wanted to make a comment. But Lane told Bart about Tim and Tom's comment about Jumping Jiminys. Bart started laughing hard again. "You guys are going to cause me to go into cardiac arrest if you keep this up. Would everyone please just go to bed? This has been one hell of a day for me."

Mark stood, "Well if that's the way you are going to talk, I'm leaving. You could have said nicely, `Guys, this has been an exhausting day and I'm getting tired.'"

Bart got up and hugged Mark, "I didn't mean to hurt your feelings or your sensitivities, but this is all so new to me. I don't know if I can handle two ugly men bossing me around."

Mark hugged Bart really tight, "Good night dude, and don't mess up the sofa too much while you play with your little penis. He kissed Bart on the cheeks. Mark moved to Lane and Lance and hugged them. I did likewise and we all deserted Bart leaving him in the sitting room.

Mark had kissed me goodnight and we crawled in bed on either side of Chris. It was about three o'clock when I heard someone sobbing. Chris was sleeping peacefully and Mark was quietly sawing logs. The sound was coming from the sitting room. There was enough light that I could see that Bart was pulled into a ball. His body was jerking and he was moaning, "Why did he have to hurt me? He's my Dad. No one will ever like me again."

That was all I could take. I gently shook Bart. "Bart, you're having some bad dreams. Do you want to talk about them?"

Bart woke up, "I'm sorry for waking you Zack. I was remembering the first time my father used my body. He was so brutal. I had a big game that night or I would have stayed home because I was hurting so bad. I made it through the game but we lost because I couldn't move around very well. I guess I began to get addicted to him using my body and wanted more. I began to let some of the people at school use my body."

"I even started going to the parks to see if I could find someone that would plough me. Zack, it's going to be hard to do with out someone using me, but I don't think you and Mark are about to let that happen anymore, are you?"

I pulled Bart close, "Listen Bart, if you are going to be living here, you are going to have to go cold turkey. After we get you tested for HIV/AIDS on Monday, you will not have sex of any kind. If you do we'll send you back to your parents so fast that your head will be turning. Now go to sleep son, we'll talk more tomorrow."

I stood to leave and Bart stood and grabbed me, "Zack, did you mean that last comment? Please can I call you and Mark, Dad?"

I held him, "Bart, you may call us Dad as long as you obey the rules. Mark has put down some very strong rules that you need to follow." I pulled him close and kissed him and went into the bedroom. I had a difficult time falling back to sleep. I wanted to go after Mr. Winters and make him regret the day that he started to use Bart.

I was awakened early by Mark asking me if I wanted to go run. I shook my head no and went back to sleep. When Mark got out of bed Chris rolled closer to me.

This is Mark.

Everyone in the apartment was still sleeping so I went to the kitchen to start the coffee, Beau was sitting there and the coffee was already starting to drip into the carafe. Beau looked at me, "I was beginning to think that no one in this house was going to get up. Are we going to go for a run?"

I hugged Beau, "Come on boss, let's do it. It's Saturday and no one needs to be anywhere early. How far do you want to run?"

Beau and I went to the park and began to run around the lake and I explained everything that had been happening. Beau stopped. "Mark, this isn't something to joke about. It sounds like you have got yourself into a fine pickle."

I was a little miffed, "Beau, I have done nothing wrong nor has any of my employers. We can't help it if these young people show up at the doorstep of the house. Wait until you see David, he is a very intelligent young man. We found out last night that Bart can't read. I have no reservations that Chris can be a very good person if he has the proper supervision. Right now he is a very scared and insecure little boy."

We continued running and Beau stopped, "What about this Bart person? Is it too late to save him?"

"Beau, I only met him last night, I honestly don't know what to make of him. He has built this aura about him that makes people think he is a cocky kid, but I think that deep down he is crying for help. I don't know how long his father has been using him, but he said enough last night to indicate that this wasn't something new."

As we were walking back to the house, we were met by Brian and Todd walking toward the park. Brian looked at me, "Why didn't you tell us you were going for a run? Thanks for inviting the guys to the party. They had a blast. They are really excited about going to this Ryan's house tonight. Do you suppose it's safe?"

I started to laugh, "I've met Ryan's parents and I am guessing it might be the most supervised party that your sons will ever have been to. I almost fell through the floor when Ryan told us last night that his parents have accepted the fact that he might be gay. Most of the other people who will be attending are as straight as day and night. We'll talk to you later when the fireworks begin again."

When we got into the house, three sixteen year old guys were fixing breakfast and giggling. Lane looked at us, "Go get the others up. Hi Mr. Benson, breakfast will be ready in thirty minutes."

I woke Tip and Ty and the four children and then I went to the apartment and got Zack up and we went to take a shower. While we were in the shower Zack told me what had happened during the night. I looked at Zack, "Daddy Zack, I'm not sure we're ready to be parents to two young men. I would like very much to be able to keep them, but I can't fathom that they would be put into our custody. In the meantime we will do what we can. I can't imagine much happening soon since it's the weekend."

When we got out of the shower, we were both naked, thinking that Chris was still asleep. When we entered the bedroom, Chris was sitting up watching us. We both were very nonchalant as we put on briefs and got dressed for the day. Chris started to speak and I was almost afraid to hear what he was going to say.

I don't think either one of us was prepared for his question, "Dads, if I stay here, where would I sleep? I don't want to sleep in the same room with Bart and I don't think you want me to be in your bed when you are both here."

Zack answered, "Little one, until we get things sorted out, you're going to sleep with Nano Mark and me. Now get your little fanny out of bed and get dressed before I turn you over my knees and make it so red that you will think it is on fire."

Chris jumped up, "Daddy Zack, you wouldn't do that would you?"

I grabbed Chris, "Daddy Zack wouldn't do that, but we might smother you with kisses."

Chris surprised us both, "I think I'll just let Daddy Zack paddle me. I don't think I can stand being kissed by the two of you with your doggy breaths."

We were the last to arrive and Lane, Lance and Bart made a big production of serving everyone breakfast. They finally sat down and there was a lot of laughter around the table until the doorbell rang."

It was 8 o'clock on a Saturday morning. Who could be at the door?"

Author's Note: If you would like to read more of this story and other interesting stories, you might want to visit www.tickiestories.us..

Editor's Notes: Well I hope it isn't that horrible father person, and I use the word person loosely. It looks to me as if just maybe Bart can turn his life around. I certainly hope he can. He has been through a lot, and it won't be easy for him, but if there are any people in the world that can help him it is Mark and his family. One thing for sure that needs to happen and that is that Bart has to make things up with Chris. I think Chris will forgive him, but he will need to show Chris that he won't hurt him any more. And apologize to him.

Darryl AKA The Radio Rancher