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            Operation Angel Rescue

by Erastes
Copyright 2019 by Erastes
Chapter 20 – The Advocate.

On Tuesday I woke the boys fairly early, and after we finished breakfast I had them put on something nice for our trip into the city.  It was going to be a long and busy day, so I suggested they should bring a book with them to read while the others were being interviewed. 

During the drive I heard the boys discussing the types of things they planned on telling the advocate, and after hearing this I reminded them that they needed to relax and be spontaneous.  I didn’t want them to sound rehearsed or the advocate might get suspicious that they had been coached.  I also told them that they shouldn’t all be saying the same things or in the same way, because that might set off alarm bells for the advocate as well.  I told them to just be themselves and answer the questions the same way they might respond to me, while also keeping in mind that they should keep their comments positive. 

I drove directly to the courthouse and parked in the visitors’ lot, and then I led the boys to the second floor as I looked for room 202.  It was the first door at the top of the staircase on the right, so I knocked lightly on the door before I opened it.  I obviously didn’t have to do that because it opened into a waiting area, and off of that were a handful of smaller rooms.  Before long, an older woman stepped out of one of the rooms and asked our names.  After I told her, she introduced herself. 

“Hello, I’m Martha O’Donnell and I’m the advocate assigned to this case.  I’ll meet with each of you separately, but I’m confused.  You seem to have one more boy than what I was told about.” 

“Yes, the oldest boy, Laine, is not part of the adoption.  He’s a friend who came with us because we have other things to do after we leave here.  I’m taking the boys to see a movie and we’re going to do some shopping.” 

“Ah, that sounds lovely, so I’m sure they’ll enjoy it.  I’ll meet with the boys first and then I’ll speak with you.  I’ll start with the youngest boy…” and after saying this she hesitated briefly as she glanced down at a piece of paper she was carrying, “James Palmer.” 

“Jamie, she wants to meet with you first,” I advised him. 

He looked a little uncomfortable as he walked forward to go with her, and then the rest of us settled in to wait our turn.  The boys took out their books and began to read while they were waiting, and I did the same.  When Mrs. O’Donnell came out with Jamie about thirty minutes later, she looked at the boys and smiled. 

“Whenever I have to deal with multiple adoptees, I usually find them playing games on their phones, texting, or listening to music, so it’s refreshing to see these boys reading instead.” 

“Dad bought these books for us, and he also got us educational software for the ‘puter so we can work on it to get ready for school,” Jamie told her.  She looked at him curiously when he called me dad, so I felt I’d better explain. 

“I’ve had custody of these boys and they’ve been living with me for a while now, but they only recently started calling me dad,” I explained. 

“Yeah, it didn’t seem right to be calling him Eric or Mr. Schultz, so we all agreed to call him dad,” Dakota offered. 

“I see, but I didn’t realize they’d been living with you for an extended period of time,” she replied. 

“Dakota, the boy who just spoke, has been with me a couple of weeks longer than the others, but they’ve all been with me for a while now.” 

“And they feel close enough to you to call you dad already?” 

“It was their idea.  Jamie asked if he could call me dad first because he never knew his dad, and since doing this seemed to be important to him, I agreed.  Dakota asked next, seeing his dad was also out of the picture and he didn’t get along with his stepdad.  Glen decided to do it as well, and after they were all calling me dad they also asked if I would adopt them, and I was happy to agree.” 

She nodded before she spoke again.  “That’s very interesting, and now I’ll meet with Glen Wittes.”

Glen got up and went with her, and after they’d disappeared into the office I asked Jamie a question.  “So how did it go?”

“She seemed nice and just asked me if you were nice.  She also wanted to know what it was like livin’ with you and if I wanted you to adopt me.  I told her yes, cuz my mom was dead and I didn’t know my real dad, and she was writtin’ all that stuff down while I was tellin’ her about it.” 

“I see, and it sounds as if it went well.” 

He nodded and then I handed him his book before he sat down in the chair next to me.  About a half hour later Glen and Mrs. O’Donnell emerged from the office, and she asked for Dakota to join her next. 

“Any problems?” I asked Glen as soon as the office door closed behind them. 

“Nah, she just asked me why I wanted you to adopt me, so I told her my dad’s in prison and my mom’s in jail.  I also told her they said my mom was unfit to raise me even after she got outta jail, so they put me in a foster home.  She knew I’d run away from there, so I told her why I left and said it was because the other kids were pickin’ on me about my parents and I got sick of it and took off.  She asked if I might run away from you too, and I told her no, cuz I liked livin’ with you cuz you were nice and took good care of us.” 

“Then it sounds as if your interview went very well too.” 

Glen then went back to reading his book, and when Dakota emerged with Mrs. O’Donnell I knew it was my turn next.  It also meant I didn’t have a chance to chat with Dakota before I went with her, and I followed her into the office and sat down on the chair she pointed at. 

“So how did you first become involved with these boys?” she began. 

“My best friend is a sergeant with the police department and he called me when Dakota was brought to the station.  He’d been picked up by mall security and turned over to the police.” 

“I’m not sure I understand.  Why did he call you?” 

“I have a doctorate in psychology and work for a school district and he thought I might be able to help Dakota work through whatever problems he was having.  He also knows I’m financially independent and could afford to do this, and I was more than willing to help.” 

“So you’re a professional.” 

“I like to think so.” 

“Are you married?”

“No, I’m afraid not.  However, I have a very large house and each boy has his own bedroom.” 

“If you aren’t married then why do you live in such a large house?” 

“I guess when I had it built I was hoping that my friends would come by and spend time there when they were on vacation or during the holidays.  The thing is, I love the peace and quiet of living in the country and I own 960 acres, so I guess I felt a small house wouldn’t be appropriate for such a large spread.” 

“Yes, the boys mentioned that you own a lot of land and you allow them to drive four-wheelers to get around on it.” 

“Yes, I trained them on the four-wheelers in stages.  I have also supervised them every step of the way before I allowed them to follow me around as I drove my four-wheeler, but they aren’t allowed to use them when I’m not there.  Training them to drive was the best way to gain their trust and for them to see how much land I own.” 

“Yes, they seemed very impressed by that.  So why does a single man want to adopt three boys?” 

“I didn’t at first, but as I got to know them and heard their stories, I wanted to do whatever I could to make up for the lousy hands that life had dealt them.  They’re all great kids and I’ve really enjoyed having them around.” 

“They’ve told me that you cook all of the meals.” 

“Yes, I cook, clean, do laundry, and whatever else it takes.  I also try to supervise their educational endeavors, since I felt they might be behind others their age after what they’ve been through.” 

“Yes, I was impressed by the fact that you bought those things for them to use, as well as learning the boys have agreed to work with the software, as you asked.” 

“Yes, I’ve sort of used the four-wheelers as an incentive to get them to cooperate.  They all knew I wouldn’t teach them how to drive or allow them to ride on the trails with me unless they also did those things as well, so they’ve been fully cooperative.” 

“It sounds as if you’ve been using a little positive reinforcement?” 

“Yes, that’s exactly what I’ve done.  I learned about B. F. Skinner’s behavior modification techniques in college and have used them with the students I work with at school, and now with these boys.”

“Very impressive and the boys seem to be responding to it.” 

“Yes, they are.” 

“You must be very effective at school as well.” 

“I like to think so.”

We talked for a little while longer, and when we finished I asked her if I had to worry about the adoptions being approved. 

“I will write up my report and forward it to the family court judge.  He’ll then have a copy forwarded to your attorney, and then your attorney will contact you.  I’m sure you’ll be satisfied when he informs you about the contents of my report.” 

I thanked her and left the office, and then the boys followed me out to the SUV.  Once we were inside, they asked how my interview went. 

“I think it went very well and I don’t believe there will be any problems with the adoptions.  She seemed to be very impressed with each of you boys.” 

“I think she was impressed with you too,” Dakota responded.  “She asked me lots of questions about you and it looked like she was happy with the things I told her.” 

“Anything in particular?”

“Just what your house is like and who fixes the meals and stuff like that.  She also asked about the books we was readin’ and the educational software you bought for us.  I also told her ‘bout you teachin’ us to drive the four-wheelers.” 

“Yes, she asked me about each of those things as well.” 

“And she asked me whose idea it was to start callin’ you dad,” Glen interjected.  “I told her Jamie and Dakota started doin’ it first and then I did it too.  She asked if you’d told any of us that we had to call you dad and I said you just told us we could call you Eric when we first got there and never told us anything else.” 

“Ok, well I guess you boys must have told her the right things, because she seemed satisfied with all of it.” 

“Yay,” they all cheered. 

I then drove the boys to a restaurant for lunch, and we were able to take our time eating before going over to the lawyer’s office.  During that time the boys continued telling me about the various things they remembered from their chat with Mrs. O’Donnell, and nothing raised any red flags for me.  I also used my phone to look up the times the movie they wanted to see was going to be shown, and when we finished I had them hop in the SUV so I could drive them to Murray’s office. 

After I parked the car, the boys walked with me to the office, since I didn’t want to leave them alone in the car on a hot day.  Murray’s secretary smiled at the boys when we entered, and then she called her boss to let him know we were there.  He came out a few minutes later to greet us. 

“Eric, it’s nice to see you again, and I take it these are the young men I’ve been doing all the work for?” 

“Yes, they are.”  I then introduced him to each of the boys. 

We then went into his office and he gave me all of the paperwork, and then he asked how the interviews with the advocate went. 

“I thought they went quite well,” I answered, and then each of the boys told him a little bit about what they’d discussed with the advocate.

“I’m glad to hear it went well,” Murray concurred. 

As soon as we left his office, we went back to the SUV and I drove the boys over to the cinema complex.  We went directly to the ticket booth and I purchased our tickets, and then I bought everyone a drink before we headed to the assigned theater to watch X-Men: Dark Phoenix.  The boys were chatting excitedly as we took our seats, and Jamie and Dakota sat on either side of me.  Each of the boys was looking forward to seeing it, and we only had to wait about fifteen minutes before the previews began.  Once those ended, the lights dimmed completely as the movie started. 

In this particular version of the franchise, Jean Grey gets hit by some kind of cosmic force when she’s in space and it has the side effect of increasing her strength and causes her to become mentally unstable.  Eventually, she spirals out of control and ends up hurting the ones she cares about the most, including the X-Men.  Since she is so powerful, the X-Men have to find a way to save both Jean and the planet at the same time. 

The boys seemed to really enjoy the movie and I enjoyed it as well, although not as much as they did.  However, it did what I wanted and pleased the troops, and after we left the theater I drove them over to a sporting goods store so they could pick out a swimsuit.  I let them look through the selection first and then I had each boy pick out a couple of different swimsuits to try on. 

Before they went into the changing rooms I advised them to leave their underwear on while they were doing this, and stated that they could choose the pair they thought looked best.  They came out to model them for me after they tried each pair on, and to my surprise they sought my opinion about which swimsuit I thought looked best on them. 

“It’s more about which one you think looks best and that you feel comfortable in,” I replied. 

“Yeah, but which one do you think looks good on me?” Laine countered. 

The others basically said the same thing, and once I gave them my opinion, they each selected the swimsuit that I’d pointed at.  I guess my input mattered after all. 

Once we finished up there, I took the boys out to eat dinner before we headed home.  It was a little earlier than we normally ate, but not by much, and I wanted to do this so I didn’t have to cook as soon as we reached the house.  It had already been a long and draining day and I didn’t want to have to start fixing a meal after the long drive home. 

After we ordered, the boys began chatting with me.  “You picked that swimsuit for me cuz you could see my bulge better, didn’t you?” Laine asked, although in a hushed voice. 

“Actually, I thought it showed off your ass better,” I shot back in the same low tone. 

“That’s ok too,” he said with a grin.

“Thanks for doin’ that for us,” Jamie said next, “and for takin’ us to see the movie.” 

“You’re welcome, and I enjoyed it too.”

“I know, but I still wanted to thank you.” 

“So what do you boys want to do when we get home?” 

“I just want to take it easy,” Glen suggested. 

“Yeah, me too, so maybe we should just watch TV,” Dakota added. 

“Ok and how about tomorrow.  Would you like to go for a walk in the woods on the government land or drive the four-wheelers over more of my property?” 

The boys spent the next several minutes debating this amongst themselves, and they even continued doing it after our meals were delivered.  Finally, Dakota answered for them. 

“We wanna ride the four-wheelers around tomorrow, and then we can go on a walk the next day.  Ok?” 

“It’s fine with me, as long as it’s what you boys have agreed to.” 

“Yeah, it is,” they all confirmed. 

After we finished our meals, we loaded into the SUV again and headed home.  As soon as we got there, I had the boys take their swimsuits to the laundry room so I could wash them before we used them to swim in the pond, and then I waited to see what they wanted to do next.  They had all gone to the family room to see what was on TV, and a short time later I heard someone call me. 

“Dad, aren’t you comin’ in to watch TV with us?” Jamie shouted. 

“Yes, I’ll be right there.” 

When I went in to join them they were arranged the same way as every other time, but as soon as I sat down Jamie crawled onto my lap and leaned back against me.  Laine was still sitting on the floor between my legs, and when Glen noticed that Jamie was on my lap again, he came over and took Jamie’s place on the sofa. 

“I’m glad he decided to do that again, cuz now I can sit next to you,” he stated as he sat down beside me. 

“Yes, Jamie seems to enjoy sitting on my lap, rather than beside me.”

“That’s good, cuz now I get to sit with all of you too.  I liked doin’ that the last time.” 

“I didn’t realize it was important to you to be able to do that.” 

“It wouldn’t have been if I was still livin’ with my other dad, cuz he’d never do stuff like this with me.  I always wanted him too, but he never would, and I really like being close to you now.”  

“Then I’ll sit on Dad’s lap every time we do this so you can sit there,” Jamie offered. 

“And who says I want your bony butt on my lap?” I quipped. 

“You know you like doin’ this too,” he replied as he wiggled his little ass before he tilted his head so he could kiss me on the cheek. 

“You must be taking lessons from Dakota,” I teased. 

“Hey, I didn’t do nothin’,” Dakota objected. 

“No, not this time, but he’s doing the same types of things you always do to get me to give in when you’ve done something without asking first,” I replied. 

“Ok, so maybe I’ve done that a few times.” 

“Oh, you’ve done it more than just a few times.” 

“Shhh, let’s just watch TV,” he urged with a smirk. 

Seeing it was Tuesday night, I knew it meant we’d be watching NCIS, FBI, and NCIS: New Orleans because the boys liked those shows.  I enjoyed them as well, so I spent the next three hours watching those programs with them.  When the last show ended, we all went upstairs to shower and go to bed, and I was definitely ready for a good night’s sleep, but Dakota had something else in mind for me.  As soon as we got into bed, he told me what he wanted. 

“I need you to make love to me before we go to sleep,” he stated emphatically. 

“Dakota, I’m beat and don’t think I can do that tonight.  It’s been a long day and I’m really tired.” 

“Awww, come on.  We gotta do somethin’.” 

“What if I just suck you off instead?” 

“I’d rather you made love to me, but I guess doin’ that would be better than nothin’.” 

Seeing he’d relented, I reached over and slowly fondled his genitals.  He immediately reacted and began to firm up, and this caused him to quickly push his boxer briefs down to his knees to give me access.  As soon as his penis was exposed, I leaned over and used my tongue to stimulate his glans and I used my hand to manipulate his scrotum.  After doing that for a couple of minutes, I moved between his legs and removed his underwear completely, and then I bent down to work on his scrotum with my lips and tongue as well. 

Dakota was moaning and squirming about on the mattress as I did this, and eventually I used my hands to grab behind his knees so I could lift his legs, and then I pushed them back to his chest.  As soon as he was in this position, I dove down and attacked his twitching hole.  Dakota liked it when I rimmed him, and since I knew I was too tired to get it up to make love to him tonight, I felt this might suffice.  I attacked his chute with my tongue and did my best to drive him crazy with delight, and then I worked my way up his perineum so I could attack his scrotum.  I took his testicles into my mouth, one at a time, and toyed with them briefly, and then I took both of them together.  When I released those watery orbs, I moved on to my next target. 

I paid attention to every inch of flesh on his quivering penis as I worked my way up the shaft to the glans, which was already leaking profusely.  I took a few seconds to enjoy his pre-ejaculate first, and then I opened my mouth and lowered it over his erection.  As soon as I’d swallowed it completely, I began to nod up and down on it and maintained a nice, steady rhythm. 

His hips began bouncing up and down on the mattress as he mirrored my actions, and a few minutes later he grabbed the sheets with both hands.  As he clutched the fabric between his fingers, he bucked upward and then froze as the first strands of his creamy boy seed filled my mouth.  I enjoyed the flavor for as long as I could, but eventually I had to swallow, since he continued firing more strands after that, and then I continued sucking on his penis until I’d drained it completely. 

When I realized it was time to pull off his deflating rod, I moved back up beside him and stared into his beautiful face as he enjoyed the wonderful feelings that were still coursing through his body.  When his eyes began to flutter open as he returned to the land of the living after enjoying his post-orgasmic haze, I leaned down to kiss him.  He still wasn’t completely with it, so he didn’t react at first, but then he returned my kiss with as much passion as he felt at the moment. 

“Thanks, that was really great and I feel better now,” he said when we eventually pulled apart. 

“I’m glad, and I enjoyed it too.”

Now that he’d recovered, I settled in next to him and he immediately placed his head on my chest and cuddled with me.  It was apparent that he wasn’t about to put his underwear on again, so I pulled the sheet over both of us, kissed him on the forehead, and then we gradually fell asleep.

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I wish to extend my thanks to Emoe and Donny for editing these chapters for me and offering their suggestions. 

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My other stories:

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/different-points-of-view/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/a-throw-away-kid/

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-guardian/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/chance-of-a-lifetime/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/all-the-worlds-a-stage/

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/watching-noah-grow/

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Although the boys in these stories sometimes have unprotected sex, I strongly urge all of you out there to be smart and protect yourselves from various sexually transmitted diseases by using taking appropriate precautions before engaging in sex.