Date: Thu, 6 Oct 2011 06:46:33 -0400 From: RJ T10000 Subject: RJ Chronicles - Paradise Lost - Paradise Found RJ Chronicles - Paradise Lost - Paradise Found This is a work of creative writing otherwise known as fiction. If you shouldn't read this don't. Don't like the story there are other areas to search through. Enjoy. RJ. RJT10000@gmail.com M/b/b/b Authors note: This a continuation story, that the characters have been defined in the Iowa series, Cruising America series and now the Boys Club of America. This will most likely be the end of the RJ Chronicles. But we shall see. I bought the ranch house almost three months ago now, outside of Fort Dodge, Iowa, and it is coming along nicely. Ryan officially turned 10 years old and Tyler was coming up on 11 quickly. Carl was 11 and 3/4s. You gotta love the age when 1/4s 1/2s and 3/4s all counted as milestones. I haven't married Pam yet but we are getting close. She agreed to a pre nuptual agreement so she can't suck my money dry. But I do take care of her and the boys very well. I made her get ride of the skate board she was driving and got her an SUV that we can fit in and the boys are safer. I also got rid of my jeep and bought a full size pick up with the extended cab, to work around the house and again we can fit in. I still have the America Cruiser and my Harley but they don't move much anymore. I have become a home body with our boys and loving every minute of it. I still Coach 4th through 8th grade boys but do it more part time now because of Coach Clark and Coach Chad helping out everyday. Since Ryan turned 10 I am going to get the boys 4x4s and of course one for me. Pam doesn't want anything to do with them and insists the boys were helmets when they ride. I can live with that. My ranch is sitting on five acres and the Matson farm is over 1200 acres only 2 miles away. Plenty of riding space, and the boys can ride with Brian, Pete and Eric, their older cousins. Well Brian and Pete anyway. Eric runs the farm and his young wife Alexa is getting close to giving birth to twin boys. Plus little RJ my godson. Tyler got the cast off his broken leg only two weeks ago. We need to work on getting the muscle strength back in his leg, and the spring/summer session of the swim team is starting in two weeks. Ryan and Carl are still swimming on the winter team. The team isn't doing very good anymore. Coach Carter has his head up his ass so I don't help much anymore, just go and support the boys. They have a meet this Saturday. They still can make state finals but they are loosing ground and loosing meets. Saturday is when I am getting the 4x4s so I blackmailed my little imps. Tyler goes to swim practice with his brothers but he can't compete yet. Pam made dinner and the boys cleaned up as usual. "Hey guys, If you do real well at the swim meet on Saturday, maybe, just maybe we will get the 4x4s we have talked about". "Daddy, please". The three whined in harmony. "You have to make me proud" tormenting them. Carl said "Daddy, then make us fast again. Coach Carter won't shave us to make us fast". "Alright son, I will shave you for the meet and anyone else that wants to on the team". Pam chuckled "You are a bastard RJ". "You have no idea" I got an evil grin "Wanna watch". "Maybe, it could be a turn on too". "It is for me, thirty naked boys lining up to get all body hair off of them except for their heads". She said "Your rotten". "Yes I am, but I also know how to win a swim meet, Carter is a bone head". "Agreed". I drove the boys to school Friday morning. Just as I was about to turn into the school Ryan said "Daddy, look at that someone threw old sneakers over the power line". Jesus, right in front of the school. "Boys you see those two hanging on the corner with the bandanas, white t-shirts and their pants around their knees?". "Yes Daddy". "Those are drug dealers. They are also in a gang. The sneakers over a wire is a sign for a drug dealing area. Promise me that you will never go over there". "Yes daddy". "Not good enough, promise me you will stay away from them". "I promise daddy", "I promise daddy", "I promise daddy". "Okay get to class, I have things to do". Saturday came and I shaved Carl and Ryan. All the boys on the team from big Tommy to little Tom Tom lined up and I shaved them clean and oiled them up for the meet. The oldest 17 and the youngest 6. Thirty boys ready to compete. Coach Carter blew a head gasket when he came into the lockers. "I won't have this, this is cheating". I said "Its not cheating its called a winning advantage. I gaurentee the other team is doing the same thing so you are just leveling the playing field". Carter went on a tieraid. "I won't stand for this". One of the middle aged boys said "Coach, you are calling us cheaters, that is not fair. What is wrong with trying to win. Otherwise give us beach balls and sand pails to play with". Carter continued his tieraid. "I am forfeiting the meet". He stormed out and found the other head coach. "Flying Marlins forfeit, my team is trying to cheat". I was right behind him. There were two boys right next to the other coach. I said "Coach do you mind if I inspect these two swimmers?". "Go ahead". I said "Boys please take off your warmups". They looked at their coach and he nodded approval. Both boys were about 15 and clean shaven and oiled for the meet. I said "Coach Carter your an asshole. These boys can still make state finals and now you just gave that away. You do not deserve to be a coach. My boys will be on another team that wants to win". By now the team was out of the lockers to see the exchange between coaches. All the parents caught the act as well. The other coach said "I do not accept the forfeit, the boys will swim". To the amazement and probably horror of the parents, the first was Charlie 13, dropped his warmups and his speedo on the floor. "I Quit, Coach Carter. You call us cheaters to our faces. If we can't win whats the point, lets go home mom and dad". He walked out butt naked and carring his head high. Every boy of the 'Flying Marlins' dropped the warmups and the speedos at the pool side including Brian and Pete the assistant coaches. 32 "I Quit" and 32 heads held high walking out of the YMCA baring all. Not to mention some woodies because of the excitement. Coach Carter tried to salvage the situation, but the parents of the team took over. I led my three naked sons to the truck and turned the heat on high and covered them in a blanket. I went back into the locker room and collected sweats and street clothes for the boys. The parents collected their sons clothes and emptied the YMCA. The boys got dressed in the back of the truck. Ryan asked "Tyler why did you get naked too. You couldn't swim in the meet?". Tyler held his head high and said "I'm still a Flying Marlin, if my brothers and my teammates are going to quit so am I". I said "Very good boys, I am proud of you". All three in harmony said "4x4s". "Yes boys you get your 4x4s today. Just one stop on the way, you guys can help pick". It was Ryan "Pick what daddy?" "A ring". Carl was the first "YES". He leaned up to me and kissed my ear "Your mine tonight daddy". Why do I have a feeling its going to be a long night. I picked a moderate engagement ring, and wedding band set. The boys all agreed. Carl said "Mom is going to like this". Ryan piped up "Daddy should we start calling Ms Pam, mom or mommy now?". "Why don't you ask her that question, after I give her the ring and she says yes?". "Okay". On to more important things for the boys. Getting the 4-wheelers. I had to laugh watching them in the dealership. Each boy ran to the bigest 4x4 on the floor and climbed on. "Daddy I want this one" echoed three times. I picked them up one at a time and put them on smaller 4x4s that they could handle and still grow into for a couple of years. I got on the biggest one in the dealership for myself and added a trailer. The boys just had to decide on a color. Ryan took blue, Carl took Black, and Tyler took dark green. I took the cammo one just so the boys couldn't argue. I fitted the boys with helmets and boots, I got my 15% cash discount and they said they would get them preped and delivered late this afternoon. The boys were going nuts. Now I know I am getting boy cock and ass tonight. The 4x4s came as promised. I led them down the side of the road and crossed over to the farm. I stopped short of getting to the big house. I was horny as hell and had to drop a nut. I didn't care which of my sons was going to get my cock but at least one was. I decided on Carl. I picked him up off the 4x4 and undid his pants and lowered his underwear to his ankles. He took off his helmet and boots and removed his pants and undies. His brothers helped him out by sucking my cock and leaving saliva behind so I could get in his small ass more easily. Carl stood on the floor board of my 4x4 and his ass was the perfect height. He leaned forward and held Tylers and Ryans shoulders. I slid my 6 inches into his ass and grabbed his hips and fucked him. Carl is usually a quite lover but not today. "Oh yeah daddy that feels so good, don't stop, take my butt please". My balls were banging against his 11 year old ass. Tyler and Ryan had their own small cocks out and jerked themselves while I took Carl. I filled his ass with my cum. I pulled out of his ass and my cum was leaking out of his ass. Tyler and Ryan didn't care. Tyler licked up Carl's ass and Ryan sucked the cum off of my cock. All three have become very good at swallowing my cum. I turned Carl around and sat him down on the seat. I sucked his cock and balls even tasting some of my own cum. Ryan climbed on Tyler in a 69 and they sucked each other to a climax at the same time as Carl did. As Tyler was sucking Ryan he had Ryan's ass crack open and played with his hole with his fingers. When the boys climaxed in each others mouths I picked Ryan up an turned him toward me. I held him up and lowered him on my cock. He wrapped his arms around my neck and hung on while I lifted his small ass up and down on my cock. His little cock twitched again because of the hair on my belly. I came in Ryan's ass as well. Tyler asked "Daddy do you have any more cum or do I have to wait until later?" "Give me a few minutes to recover baby and we'll see what I'm worth". I sat on the seat of my 4x4 and three little hands played with my dick and balls until I was hard again. Tyler climbed on my shaft and rode up and down until I came in his butt too. All three took a turn licking my cock to clean me up. I put my pants back on and they did the same. Each boy had a wet spot on his ass, with Carl taking the most of my load. They put their helmets back on and I took them home. Carl was the first in the door and Pam saw his ass. "What did you do to my son?". "That would be our son, and make that our sons". I pointed to the other two with cum stains on their asses. "Jesus RJ". She started to strip each boy there in the kitchen. "No sense in letting you three sitdown anywhere first". Three naked beautiful boys got marched to the bathroom to get cleaned out and cleaned up. Each with a smile on his face. Each hugged me and said "I love you daddy" as they got herded to the back of the house. I put the 4x4s away and I headed to the master bedroom to get cleaned up as well. I pulled a nice black teddy out of her drawer and put the engagement ring on top. I went into the boys bathroom naked and grabbed her nice ass and whispered in her ear "They wore me down some but I think I still have some loving for you as well. I need a shower". I got out of the shower and dried. I opened the bathroom door and she was standing there in the teddy and the ring on her finger. "I accept your offer of marriage" "Good, the boys are getting tired of calling you Ms. Pam". I yelled to the boys "Order two pizzas, one plain, one mushroom. Ryan I think you can ask your question now". All three boys flew into the master bedroom. "You did say yes right". "Yes boys, I said Yes, now go order the pizzas". "Yes Mommy". She dropped to her knees and took my cock in her mouth and I started to rise. She released me and said "After pizza or first thing in the morning you are mine". "Yes Mrs. Towsend". I put on sweats and she covered the teddy for now. My private cell rang after dinner. It was the Marlton swim coach. "How did you get this number?". He said "Your assistant coaches, your nephews are very persuasive in their arguements about state finals. Your coach Carter is an asshole and I don't have a problem with taking my team to state finals because of him. Your nephews on the other hand aren't giving up that easily on the Marlins. Since the Marlins and Marlton are tied in the standings and only one team can go they have proposed a winner takes all meet. They have also volunteered you as the new head coach, and they are giving us home pool advantage. Are you interested Coach RJ?". "Where are my nephews that are giving everything to you?". "Sitting at my dinner table". "Interesting When?" He said "I can have the pool on Wednesday night this week". "Can I speak to Brian or Pete please?". "Hello?". "Get the team back in the water starting tomorrow at 11:00 and 4 to 6 hours after school. I'll get the coach bus. You have your challenge.". Pam said "What was all that about?". "Brian and Pete just begged for a swim rematch. Winner takes all at Marlton for a spot in the state finals. The 'Flying Marlins' are still alive" "Daddy the team quit". "The team quit on Coach Carter, Not Coach RJ". I got gang tackled by my boys. I picked up my phone and called the director of the YMCA. We swam the boys Sunday all day, Monday and Tuesday after school until 8:00. They were going to be ready as the can be. Wednesday I had all the boys meet at the school locker room. I shaved each boy carefully holding their dicks and balls as I shaved their pubic area, arms, legs. "Coach RJ that tickles". "Sorry" as I fondled their little packages. "Lets go, Oil on the bus". I drove the hour to Marlton. Most of the parents were following the team bus with banners and signs. The team dismounted the bus and little Tom Tom lead them in "WE ARE THE FLYING MARLINS". The boys shook hands and we started the meet. Marlins 72 Marlton 35. Flying Marlins are going to the state finals. The boys high fived and sang all the way back to Fort Dodge. The boys that lingered in the locker room late after showers got a special bonus from me, Brian and Pete, in the way of a blow job. One parent asked "Why were you in the lockers for so long?". "Uhm, Coach RJ gave a victory speech and got us ready for finals" as he adjusted his softening 12 year old dick. "Come on boys lets go home, mom's waiting for us". "Yes daddy". The boys ran through the house yelling we won, we won... I threw them on the bed and tickled them and then stripped them down. I sucked Tyler's 2 1/2 inch cut cock into my mouth and tongued his balls and ass crack. When Tyler shuddered I moved to Ryan with his 2 1/2 inch cut cock. Pam came in and sucked her own sons 3 inch cut cock off as I finished off Ryan. Tyler and Ryan shared my cock between them until Pam mounted me and took over. The boys played with her nipples until they turned into a triangle sucking each other for another round. We never did put pajamas on the boys that night. The three of them were spooned in front of me and Pam was behind me. We all slept like babies. (2). What do you want to be when you grow up? I got up early and woke each boy one at a time to get them cleaned up for school. I sucked each one, I showered with them and got them dressed and fed. In front of the elementry school, and the junior high school and the high school were gang bangers and drug corners set up. This shit has to stop. The gang bangers, some looked to be school age some older. But they all had the oversize white t-shirt, baggy pants, and the same bandana colors. The bangers were trying to talk to kids crossing the streets for school and handing out free samples. I put the three into their classes and grabbed my digital camera with a huge telephoto on it. Time to do some recon on the bangers. I photographed every gang banger and any kid or anyone else for that matter of who tried to conduct business in front of the schools. I needed some help. Specialized help. I went to see Principal Winston to discuss our problem. "Principal, you do realize that you have gang bangers setting up drug shops right across from the schools?". "Yes I know RJ. We call the cops, maybe they get caught with a bag or two and go away for a day. Someone else just takes the place. We have the gangs in the classrooms wreaking havoc scaring and intemidating the entire high school. It is starting in the junior high as well". "Expell them". "Its not that easy. If they do something illegal then yes, but this is a public school that has responsibilities to the community. If your son decides to wear baggy pants I can't expell them for it. Bottom line we have to actually catch them selling drugs or what ever to take actions". I said "I don't like it". "I don't like it either RJ. If you have a suggestion or a solution I'm all ears". "I have some ideas, but I need help. Specialized help. I need to make some calls, and if I get the help I'm looking for there will be a meeting, probably at Bill Matsons. I would like you there as well. However, when I say to you, 'Tom its time to leave' you leave. Don't ask questions and keep your mouth shut". "Agreed, what do you need from me". "Can the school afford to hire some security detail for a little while. I want to educate the students and intimidate the bangers. If no one buys their shit maybe they will go away". "We can do something for a while". "Good they will be armed and so will I". He nodded his agreement. "I'll keep you informed". "Thanks RJ". "I have work to do. Coach Clark will take over daily PE routines. I am going to use Chad to help me". "Agreed". "See you Tom". I called Bill Matson and Bruce Edilson first to get the ball rolling. Bill took on calling his friends from Special Command Operations. I asked Bruce if he had some Deputies that wanted to make extra money as security officers in the schools. He readily agreed. I contacted local police, fire, ems, hospital staff, and the local military recruiters. Bruce contacted his buddies in the state troopers and HRT. The fix was in. Time to setup a meeting. More calls were made. Bill Matson's house Friday 8:00pm. I called Doc Hargrove for a special favor as well. I called Pam and asked if she can get off early. "Why". "We need to talk, Brian will pick the boys up from school and take them to practice". "Okay". Bill also called some of his political friends as well, chief of police, captain of the troopers, fire chief and others. Bruce also contacted some of his 'special friends'. I called Tom Winston and gave him the meet time and asked him to make another call for me. Pam came home and I was working on the computer. "Hi, what are you doing". "Design plans for 'America Cruiser II". "Huh?". I pointed to a chair next to me. "What is going on RJ". "How much time do you need to get your sister and parents on planes?". She shrugged "Anytime I guess why". "Lets get married Sunday after church, call your family and the Reverend". She picked up her cell and started calling. "They can be here Friday afternoon, Reverend Johnson will be thrilled to marry us. Now are you going to tell me what is going on". I typed a cover letter, attached the plans and hit send to Custom Cruisers. I sat back and started to tell Pam. "There are gang bangers and drug dealers taking residence at the schools and all over the town. I am putting a plan together to educate the kids and scare the bangers away. There is a meeting at the Matsons Friday night. I will be home late. The men coming to the meeting have very special backgrounds as do I. If things go well then everything stays status quo. If things go wrong then you and the boys dissappear and I will follow. New house, new location, new identies, new school everything". "RJ your scaring me". I continued. "Tom Winston is calling my old alma mater to possibly transfer the boys there. It is a special school system that is suited for AP kids and others. I have 40 acres back east that my cousin uses to hunt on. It is not far from the school. I wanted to move Tyler and Ryan there but they wanted to stay mostly because of being friends with Carl, Brian and Pete". She started with the "What about's". I cut her off. "Pam do you trust me". "Of course, with Carls life and mine". "Everything will be taken care of, I just need you to take care of our sons for a little while in a safe place. You know the rules of the farm including the 'Tea Party'". "Yes, don't ask, and don't tell". I said "That is all I am asking from you. Trust me. Don't ask and Don't tell". "Okay my love, I'll do what ever you ask or tell me to do". "Good, I love you and our sons. For now everything is status quo. Work, school, swimming, everything. I want you to have bags packed and ready to leave on a moments notice or less. And don't tell the boys". She sat there digesting what I just said. "Yes my love". I said "One more thing have you ever fired a weapon?". "No, but I am a fast learner". I pulled the sig out of the lock box and led her to the back acres. After a few stray rounds she was hitting at what she aimed at. I said "On Friday why don't you invite Karen, Jill and Alexa over to meet your folks. I'll make sure Brian and Pete bring the boys home and stay a while after practice". Friday night. Seven men and Principal Tom Winston sat in the big room. Bill Matson said "All secure. Speak freely". Tom said "What's on your mind RJ?". I started "Tom first we educate the students. 'What to you want to be when you grow up'. Make it a week long essay, with plenty of details. We show them cops, firemen, armed forces of all branches, doctors, lawyers, nurses, and of course teachers. I'll do the EmCee work. We need all the students all grades". Tom said "Easy, use the High School auditorium. Mandatory attendance". I had my laptop connected to the plazma tv. "We show them these. I will crop out faces for the students. Everyone else gets to see who they are. If we can stop the money flow and the kids say no, maybe they will move on. The gang tats and the bandanas indicate 'El Diablo'. Well connected into Colomibian cartel, guns, money, drugs, meth labs, coke cutting facilities all of it ". "Bruce are your guys on board?". He nodded. "Second the school security forces start to check for drugs and weapons on school property. Locker checks, pat downs for suspisous persons, etc. I don't know if you can inforce a dress code, but a boy that has his baggies around his knees and is showing to much crack will have his pants pulled up and his belt tightened. Anyone that wears colors, bandana or otherwise will have it confiscated during school hours. They can get it back at the office after school. That is if they can identity it to be their personnal property. You know how lost and found can be". Tom nodded his head, but said "You can't touch the students, as a teacher its against the law". Bruce said "I knew that was coming". He tossed me a badge. "Hold up your right hand. Good enough you know the drill. You are now a Detective Sergeant for Brewster County Sherriff's department. You can do anything to anybody". I was handed another badge. "State Police, same thing". "Third, harrass the street bangers. Constant cop cars on patrol. If they put up the sneakers 'were in business sign' we take them down. Keep them on the move. Cops become cross walk guards. Cameras always aimed at them taking pictures of the bangers and the kids that try to score. I'll take care of that with Chads help. He will be on the school roof with a long lens and wearing full body armor". Tom stopped his objection. "If we can nail them with a bag or two, then they will at least spend a few hours off the street or the hallways". "Any questions on phase 1?". One special guest said "We need to go higher up the chain to make a difference. Everyone you are targeting is small fish". I held up two fingers and he was quiet again. "Any thing else for phase 1?". No. "Tom when can you set up the school". "That depends on you gentlemen when do you want it". Quick discussions and "Thursday afternoon". "Done. All students will be in the High School auditorium right after lunch, which ends at 1:00 for the HSers. The place is yours at 1:00. We will have the elementry upfront and go back to the high schoolers, unless you want it different . Okay then gentlemen before RJ throws me out I will take my exit. Good evening and Thank you". Just as Tom left, two unexpected showed up. Eric and Bill's brother Steven. Bill said "I figured an Air Force special operations pilot wouldn't hurt. Besides he's a great spec ops coordinator now. If you don't tell your story, he will, or I will". We greeted and hugged. I said "I thought you were out". "I got another chance so I got promoted and took on black ops. You might be surprised at the support you will get on this op. Besides I still owe my life to you, this is only a small payback". "So what's the plan if education and intimidation doesn't work". "Simple find the leaders and eliminate. Destroy everything they have. Tag 'em and Bag 'em. We need hard intel to find our targets. We snatch the street vendors, get the supply chain. There has to be a main person hiding in the shadows to do the resupply operations. We need the labs locations and wipe them out. Any bad guys there at take down are to be eliminated". Steven Matson said "I will get you the intel you need, hardware and boots on the ground. Our resources in indian country say a huge shipment is inbound right now. We think Miami but that may change" I said "Bill, You take on the news angle. You be the mouthpiece and spin the angle our way. 'Rival gang war, explosion in a meth lab' that kind of crap. Just keep them looking in one direction". "Got it". I said "You still have your budies in the concrete business?". He nodded. "Well I need to build a large garage anyway at my place. Just dig it deep enough and don't forget the lime. Six feet of concrete on top should do the trick". "It will be done". Another spec op said "I have a fleet maintenance garage other side of town. Full survellance, no one in no one out. I have the van fleet as well for snatch and grabs". Steven said "Good, then it will be base operations, John we will coordinate". He nodded. I said "The rest of us get our hands dirty. Except for you Eric. Take your young family and get in the storm bunker or better yet get the hell out of town. Go visit Alexa's grandparents or something". The meeting ended. When the men left Eric said "What about you uncle RJ, If you are the mouthpiece at the school, you are going to be a target". I said "I know that. I am putting plans in place as we speak. The cruiser is going away with a new one being built. The house and property are yours if you want it. Otherwise sell it. The deed will be transferred to your name. Pam will disappear with the boys and I will follow. New house, school, names, etc. You guys may want a contingency plan in place as well. Brian and Pete should be in college. You too Eric". Eric said "That's it, poof and your gone?". "Yes Eric, I will do what I do best, become a ghost and protect my boys". He laughed and took a sip of beer "Who is going to protect them from you?". I said "My wife, Pam and I are getting married on Sunday, please knock some of the dirt off of you so you can be my best man. Besides she has her own fun with the boys. She did come to the Tea Party when we were in Denver". Bruce choked on his cigar and Eric coughed and had beer out his nose. Eric coughed again "How do you always do that to us?". "Timing is everything Eric, timing is everything". I did recon all week with Chad on the roof. Cops harrassed the bangers on the corners. It was time. All the professionals lined up, kids were seated in the auditorium. I took the stage. I could see five bandanas in the back. "Good afternoon, you all know who I am. I have an assignment for all of you. You have a week to turn in an essay paper on "What do I want to be when I grow up". I handed the mic around the stage area and everyone took a turn at what they do as a professional. The mic came back to me and I started the slide show. "Does any know what these people are doing? How about the sneakers over the wire in front of the schools? How about the bandanas?" Five bangers were looking for an exit but all the doors were guarded. Other kids figited in their seats. "These are drug dealers and gang members that have moved in to take over". I focused on one banger I knew was trouble. "What is the matter Mr. Gonzales, Well I am just going to call you speedy. Unconfortable that we have detailed photos of your gang selling drugs to kids in front a school. Speedy back there and his pals all wear the colors of a gang. I am not showing the faces of the gang members to the students. Look behind you speedy, see all that law enforcement. I didn't hide the gang bangers faces from them. They know who you are and are coming to get you". "By the way all lockers are being searched and will continue to be done. Anyone caught wearing gang colors will have them removed. Anyone caught with drugs or weapons will be expelled from school and turned over to the law". "No more boys and girls. This town will not tolerate gang activity and drugs around our children. Say no and walk away, or run away" "Oh speedy, by the way, you are expelled for posession of narcotics in your locker with intent to sell to minors. Captain Marshall how much time is speedy looking at?". Trooper Marshall said "Oh, he is 17 so he will be charged as an adult, I give him about 20 years in prision". Speedy screamed "FUCK YOU. Your dead mother fucker, your dead. Fuck You" as the cops cuffed him. I said " You know something speedy, I really don't think that I will be the one fornicated in the near future". The cops took the bandanas off the other four teens. I switched to live feed of gang hang outs, in front of the school and other areas in town. One after the other a gang banger was being tossed into a dark van and the sneakers cut down by heavily armed men in black ops clothing and black faces. I turned off the video. "You all have a choice and an assignment. If you want to join a gang, join one of these gangs. Cops, Firemen, Military, Pilots, Doctors, Nurses, Farmers, Electricians, and don't forget about Teachers". I pointed around the room. "Or you can join the 'El Diablo's or what ever gang, hang out on a corner and sell drugs to kids. What is it going to be?" "NO DRUGS AND NO GANGS COACH RJ" "Good. Dismissed". My boys ran up to me. "Daddy that was so cool. How did you do all this?" I said "I had a lot of help, come on lets get out of here" We walked out to the truck. The corners were clear. Pam had to work late so I made dinner and took Tyler to my bed. I had his knees and ankles in the air and my cock in his ass when she came in. "So how did it go at school". Tyler said "Daddy was great mommy". They both went about like nothing was happening except that I am fucking a 10 year old boy in his ass. I said "We'll see what tomorrow brings" and continued in my sons ass until I came. She said "You made the mess, you clean him up" She went to get Ryan and Carl ready for bed. It was about 11:00 when the front window was smashed with a brick. It had a note on it. "Fuck with us and die. You have been warned. El Diablo". So much for my pep rally at school. Pam woke and came out to the living room. I showed her the brick. I got water and the pills for the boys. I woke each boy and had them take the pills. "Daddy what is this for". "Please take it and go back to sleep". They did as they were told. Pam packed the bags in the rental car and I carried three sleeping boys to the back seat and buckled them in and kissed them goodbye. I made sure she had everything, she did including one of Bill's browning 9mm. I kissed her and she said "Hurry up, and come back to us". She pulled away to keep the boys safe. I had other things to do. (3). Time to Cleanup The Neighborhood. The first call I made was to Steven Matson. He took care of the rest. The second call was to Eric and Brian to follow me in the cruiser to the drop off point. I packed my special bags in my truck. I dropped the cruiser at a truck stop 40 miles out of town. It would be picked up tomorrow by custom cruisers. Brian and Eric returned to the farm. I headed for "Operation Ghost Rider" headquarters. I got there by 1:00am. Everyone else was in position by 2:00am. 32 heavily armed special operations professionals, tactical radios, explosives, MP4 assualt rifles with silencers, sniper rifles also silenced, night vision goggles, plus full body armor, helmets the whole nine yards were ready to go play with some gang bangers. We knew what we were going up against, automatic weapons, and such. Difference is we are an elite group of professional killers. We also have a special weapon in the sky. 15000 feet up is a special ops osprey that has technology to look right through walls. We deployed and sycronized the strike with command and control. at exactly 3:30am the war on drugs was declared. Two meth labs went up in flames on oneside of the bangers headquaters, two coke labs went at the same time on the other side of the row house building. The bangers were screaming and shooting wildly. We picked them apart like a duck shoot. One banger turned an automatic pistol to me. I put four in his chest before he hit the ground. I stepped over him to my next target. "Ghost Rider 5 and 6. Two bandits in closet space, on left weapons visible". Two head shots each. Two more dead bangers. The automatic gun fire stopped. An occational muffled pop from a "Ghost Rider". Every room was swept and cleared. Weapons destroyed, drugs and money burned By 4:30 gang banger headquarters was completely engulfed in flames. Excellerent on the banger bodies would take care of the cleanup here at least. The Ghost Riders returned to command and control. Others returned from other assults. It was a shame that the fire department had so many other calls that they couldn't spare other engines and ladder trucks to fight an obvious multi alarm fire. The fire chief wouldn't endanger his men due to reports of poisonous methane gas leaking at the fire site. They had two fire trucks and fought the blaze from the street. They might have just pulled out their dicks and piss on it to fight the blaze. They had to declare it a total loss. The six o'clock news show showed the completely destroyed set of row houses burned to the ground. "It has been reported that a rival gang war has taken place on the south side of town. It also has been reported that drug labs were the cause of the fire that destroyed the building. It would appear that the gangs shot at each other over a turf war. We will bring you more of the story as it is available. Back to the studio". Bill Matson had the hole dug for my garage. Three vans pulled up at 5:30 and dumped 17 bangers in body bags into the hole. The hole was covered with dirt and a truck load of lime. More dirt. A steam roller moved over the area. More dirt. The concrete pad was poured and setting by 9:00am. The rest of the weekend was quite. The Ghost Riders stayed on high alert incase re-enforcements came in, or someone started looking for a dead banger. I went to school on Monday and started working the hallways and lockers with my deputies. Four of the five trouble makers were in the hallways crossing to another class. The teens were clean and had no gang related appairel on at all. Their pants high and tight, shirts tucked in. They had books under their arms. I let them pass to the next class. I stopped one on his way to PE. He stood straight up and looked at me. I said "Whats going on today. I see four of my trouble makers looking good and going to classes". "Yeah coach, it wasn't worth it. Especially after what happened last week. I plan on getting an education and I'm going to talk to one of the military recruiters, so I have something to do when I graduate. Listen to me graduate, I barely have gone to any classes". "Talk to your teachers they can help or come find me, you know where my office is". "Yeah, thanks. I gotta go to gym". Three days went by with no troubles at the school, until a nut job got in the hallway with a gun. The kids were changing classes so the halls were full. He fired on automtic at kids screaming "You killed my brothers", then turned to me. He hit me twice before Marc and I put two rounds between his eyes. I was hit in the shoulder and the vest. The whole thing lasted less than a second. Marc, a deputy, called on the radio and the place was crawling with EMS and Ghost Riders. Six kids were hit but would make it. One boy died instantly. I looked down at the mad shooter. It was 'Speedy'. I said "So Speedy, you want to be a gang banger when you grow up now". I turned to a Rider "How did he get past survellance coverage?" "I don't know we are sweeping the school now". I said "Wand or frisk everyone now and in or out of the buildings. Two Ghost Riders posted at every door". "We have it covered, we need to get you to a hospital before you bleed out" I came out of surgery and Captain Marshall was by my bed. "The shooter had help from the inside, A janitors closet window was left open on the back of the school". I hissed "Find them". "Already being done. By the way you know the shot in the vest would have been a kill shot". "Yeah, I kinda figured that one out on my own. Have the boys parents been notified yet?". "Yeah, a Trooper is bringing them in now. All the other parents as well". "I want to talk to them". "Later". The doctor injected something into the IV tube. When I woke I was in a strange place, in a strange bed and a Doctor and Nurse were there. I tried to speak. The doctor stopped me. "Don't speak, you are in a safe house. There are six of your men standing guard, along with a dozen more men. Your family is here as well". I tried to get up and he held me down. "My family, why are they here". "They are under protection detail as well, you don't know where you are and neither to they, and we plan on keeping it that way. If you feel up to it I will bring them in to see you". All I could do was nod. Three beautiful crying boys and a crying wife came in to be at my side. "Daddy, Daddy are you Okay?". I hugged each one with my good arm. Pam leaned in and kissed my cheek. The doc or nurse must have drugged me again. I opened my eyes. My boys and Pam were sitting at my side. The doctor checked me out. I said "Please don't knock me out again. I need answers". Captain Marshall was there with another man in a suit. "Marshall what is going on?". He said "How are you feeling?". "Like I've been shot and drugged, now answer my questions". Pam took the boys out of the room, the doc and nurse followed closing the door behind them. "Who is this and Tell me what is going on". It wasn't a question. I drank some OJ to try to clear my head. Marshall said "This is Special Agent Michaels. Leave it that for now. What do you remember?" "EVERYTHING". "Too bad, All the kids wounded are doing fine. The parents of the dead boy do not blame you at all. As far as the war on drugs and the gang bangers in Ft. Dodge everything is quiet and back to normal. Kids go to school and play on the streets like they always did". "How long have I been out?". "Three weeks". "WTF WHY and where am I". Marshall said "Don't ask. El Diablo has put a price on your head, which also means your family. Special arrangements have been made to keep them all safe. Which also includes your brother and sister and your 'Adopted family'. You carry a two million dollar bounty on your head. Dead with proof. Steven Matson used a lot of resources to monitor the El Diablo cell traffic. The word is out nation wide. RJ Towend is to die, bring proof and get paid. It seems that high school punk had two older brothers. The eldest was the local capo of the posse and the middle brother his leutenant. The youngest making his way up the ranks quickly. Their uncle runs San Diego operations, 60% of the drug traffic is coming from that area, and the uncle sent them out to Ft. Dodge to establish mid-west operations. Needless to say we pissed off a lot of gang bangers and drug runners and you are being blamed for it. A bunch of high paid lawyers had everyone we snatched out in hours, even the kid from school". WTF. "It gets worse. Some reporter has got a vendetta out for you". He dropped a garbage newspaper on my lap. "Do you know her?". "Yeah, I should have broken her neck years ago when I had the chance, she's the bitch reporter that tried to get pictures of Eric when he got raped and beaten 7 years ago". "Your wish came true, she died in a car accident two days after that got published". He dropped another newspaper on my lap. He continued. "Ready for the really bad news?". "No, but go ahead". "You have been indited for money laundering, fraud, extorsion and half a dozen other major crimes. All of your personnal assests and wealth have be siezed by the goverment. Your house has been foreclosed, vehicles reposessed, everything you own is gone. You don't have a pot to piss in. Even the new cruiser is gone". "By the way El Diablo had a bead on your family because they have someone working for that cruiser place in florida. Your family would have been dead already if we didn't grab them". My rage took over. Marshall stopped me. "There is good news if you calm down". "WHAT". "Your dead. You got shiffed in prison by the El Diablo. Or at least by one of our agents inside the organization. Bled out in the showers. Twenty witnesses. Bounty already paid. RJ Towsend is a broke child molesting scum bag that got what he deserved". Marshall opened the door and Pam and the boys came in. He continued, he handed me a passport and continued "This nice clean cut man has plenty of money, can travel the world if he wants, take care of a family. "Oh bought everything RJ owned for a penny" "What the fuck are you babbling about and who is this". The doctor handed me a mirror. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO TO MY FACE". Pam said "Well, he is taking that well isn't he". The boys started to giggle. I read the name on the passport "Calvin Jackson Wilson' Calvin?, do I look like a Calvin to you?" Pam said "We can call you Cal or CJ if you like" The suit spoke up. "You and your family will be protected if you decide to settle in the USA. We have limited resources in other countries. The El Diablo may never stop hunting for you. They are like cock roaches, kill one on the kitchen floor and there are a thousand in the walls breeding more. Think carefully where you want to settle. Here is a list of best places and the best schools. You have all of your money plus more. I wouldn't reccomend Custom Cruisers but Featherlite also makes a similar RV as do others. Your belongings are in a safe storage location, including the 4x4s, vehicles everything. All have been transferred and replated to your new identity". Looking at my new face I asked "How did you do this?". "Facial recognition from your boys. We imaged them and combined a master image and then ran it through an aging process. Your face my be sore for a while but it is permenent, including the freckles". "Freckles?" "Yeah daddy, I'm Calvin Jackson Wilson Jr.". I looked at Carl "I'm gonna make you pay for this". He giggled "I know". I asked "What about the others?" "Bill Matson sold the farm to a huge farming conglomerate and has moved to Florida with his wife under new names. Brian and Pete are in college again with new identities. Eric and his family are safely relocated as well under new identities. Bruce's wife Jill has filed for divorce and has gone back to nursing school. Oh. Bruce asked me to give you this. He said you would know what it meant. He said that was a secure number". He handed me a business card. "Boys Club of America. Security Specialist #17". I flipped the card and got the secret emblem. "I'll be damned". "Everyone relocated does not know where you and your family are or will be and visa versa. Its best that it stay that way. Ghost Force will help you find a job of your choice. I have been authorized to offer you a desk job with Ghost Force. Your days of field work are over". "Boys step out please". Pam led them out with the doc and nurse. "Ghost Force what are you talking about?". "The overall success of the Ghost Rider mission has brought on new changes and now sanctioned and fully funded. Ghost Force now officially works for many government branches domestic and foriegn. Steven Matson is Director of Operations and has offered you a Command and Control post of your own. Tonight at 3:00am local Ghost Force 3 is going after the El Diablo in San Diego and Ghost Force 1 is taking down the Dallas operations at the same time. The only difference in mission strategy is we destroy the guns and drugs. We keep the money to refinance the operations. I'll have the live feed here in the house if you want to watch". "No thanks, I've seen it up close and personnal". "Please think about what you want to do and where you want to live. Just as we brought you and your family here, you will leave the same way. You will go to sleep and wake up in a new life. Your identity had to change, your wifes should also. Changing the boys first names is optional. Additionally if you really don't like the name we can change paperwork but it will take a few days". "Let me sleep on it. If you'll excuse me know I would like to spend private time with my family". They departed and my family came in and closed the door. Carl, or my son that use to be Carl said "Daddy, can we sit on your lap or will that hurt you". "You can come up one at a time. Just stay away from my shoulder and chest". He had a grin "Its not your chest I am interested in". He pulled the sheet down and undid the draw string of my pajama bottoms. "Pam go get the doc, see if I can get out of this tubing". "Yes CJ, see that doesn't sound so bad" "Okay what is your name now?". "For now its still Pam. They only wanted to do the paperwork once for me and the boys. Since everything was in your name they had to make a decission and name you". The doctor and nurse came in and untubed me. "Your penis may be sore for a day or two. I will have the survellance video turned off for your privacy. Please give me 10 minutes". They left. Pam said "So what do you think Cal? I kinda like that too. CJ or Cal?". "I don't know yet, stick with CJ for now". "What are we going to do, I can work anywhere you that is different". I said "Actually I don't have to work at all. I still am an Engineer but that would reveal who I really am so that is out. Ghost Force is a possibility but then I work nights all the time and would be away from my monsters. Teaching. I do like to teach. But like I said I don't have to work. We could buy and island some where and just watch the world go by but I would get board. That is why Tom Winston offered me the PE coach job in the first place. I think I made a difference". Carl said "Daddy, Has it been ten minutes yet". He slid his small hand around my cock inside my bottoms and lightly tugged on my cock. "That feels good but maybe we shouldn't do this here", his little hand did feel electricifing especially since it has been weeks. "Tyler please grab a warm wet washcloth and a towel from the bathroom". She took over for Carl. "I'm allowed". I just put my head back and enjoyed the feeling. I did have a crazy thought, I could join Bruce as a security specialist at BCA. I have to give him a call sometime. As she stroked me to a slow climax I asked "So what name do you want?". She thought about it "My middle name is Katherine. Call me Katie". "Calvin and Katie Wilson. Thats not bad. I can live with that. How about the boys, change them or leave them. Carl Willson, Tyler Wilson and Ryan Wilson" "Daddy I thought I could be Calvin Jr. I gave you my freckles remember". "Are you sure you want to be called junior. I would never name you that, but I'm ok with it how about you guys, any problem with Carl becoming Cal Jr?". "He's the oldest, if one is going to get it, it should be him". I asked "Are you sure, he's the oldest, but Tyler you were my first son". "No daddy I'm ok with it". Pam uhm Katie said "You should change all the names just to be safe. CJ" "You're right Katie. Lets see Ryan your easy we add a 'B' so now your Bryan, Okay?" "Cool, I like it". "How about it Tyler, what do you think". "I don't know I like Tyler" I said "Okay, How about Tyson, just don't bite my ear off. We still can call you Ty" "Huh? Okay I guess". I said "You really don't want your name changed". "Not unless I have to, to help protect us". "Okay everybody listen up. Use only your new names from now on. Practice so you don't slip up. You are Wilson since the day you were born. You never heard Towsend before. What a strange name anyway right". "Right daddy". "Good". All three boys got close to my cock to catch some cum. It has been a long time. That will change soon enough. Michaels came in the room in the morning. "The name is fine. Katherine or Katie for short. Carl becomes Calvin Jr. Tyler stays as is and Ryan becomes Bryan. I want to teach Elementry and Jr. High PE. Some school that has advanced placement programs as well. Warm climate but not scortching either. Boys swimming team as well. I want to wake up just like this whole thing was a bad dream". "You got it. I will start the process and hopefully we will have you setup in couple of days, week at the most. The doc has cleared you for limited mobility so feel free to roam the house and make it yours. However you can not leave the house or your familly. We will check up on you but the inside survellance has been turned off. Here is a new cell phone, we will call before we enter the house unless WWIII just started with El Diablo. My number is speed dial 1, Marhsall is 2 and the doc is 3 and the maid is 4. Any questions?". "No. Thank You". He departed. I walked out the bedroom/hospital room in pajamas. "Hey look who's up. Are you hungry?" "Yeah I guess, I still feel whacked out" Katie made breakfast. It did feel good to have solid food. The boys came out of their room also clad in pajamas. "Hi daddy". "Good morning Calvin, Tyler and Bryan" Katie made eggs, bacon and toast for them too. "So Mr. Wilson what are you going to do today to keep you from climbing the walls and killing your offspring" "Inside Video survellance has been shut off. They will call my cell before they come in the house unless its an emergency. I think I am going to payback the little snot that gave me freckles first and work my way through Tyler and Bryan. Then I will take a nap to recover from these three and then I plan on making passionate love to my wife. How about you?" "I guess I will be cleaning up cum out of three boys to keep me busy". "Ready Junior?" "Ready Daddy". My chest and shoulder still hurt and taped up so the hospital bed would have to do. I unbuttoned his pajama top one handed and slid it off him. I ran my left hand all over his silky smooth chest. I undid his pajama bottom top snap and then the fly snap. His pajamas hit the floor and he stepped out of them. His boy cock growing to its three inches in length. He unbuttoned my top and slid it off and untied the waist string and lowered my pjs off. I couldn't pick him up. He said "Daddy don't hurt yourself I will do everything". I got on the hospital bed and laid back. "Whats first?" "I want to suck your cock and balls and lick your ass" "Yes Daddy". He climbed up on the bed and crab walked his little mid section to my face not touching my bandages. I sucked his circumcised 3 inch boner, freckles and all. I steadied him by his ass with my hand. I moved to his balls and sucked his tiny 11 year old nuggets. I went back to his cock and returned to his ball sac. "Turn around". He backed up to the foot of the bed turned around and backed his ass right to my new face. I steadied him by playing with his cock while I tongued his ass crack and stuck my tongue in his boyhole. He was watching my six inch cut cock twitch. He pulled his ass away from my face and knelt between my knees and took my cock into his beautiful mouth. He sucked each of my hairy balls and returned to my cock leaving as much saliva on it as he could. "Ready Daddy". "Go ahead Calvin". He squatted down on my cock and I popped into his ass. "Daddy this feels good, I have missed you inside me". "Me too son, me too". He rode me and I played with his cock and balls and jerked him off while he had my cock buried in his ass. I think we came at the same time. He got off me and got warm wet washcloth and cleaned me up. He pulled the sheet up to my chest. "Take a nap daddy you need to rest. I'll send Tyler in after lunch". "Thank you Cal". He did wear me down so I followed my little doctors orders. He walked out cum dripping from his ass. I slept through lunch all together. Katie brought dinner in on a tray. "The boys are eating now". She stayed with me while I ate. I went to the bathroom and it is the strangest feeling to look in the mirror and have no idea who is looking back at you. "Freckles, why in the world would laser freckles on". She came behind me and hugged me and kissed my new face. "I like them, and it does make Junior a dead ringer for you. The apple didn't fall far from the tree with our three boys". "Your right Katie. It's just different". "Don't worry. Soon enough you will be barking orders to 10 year olds and making sure that the jock strap fits just right to your liking". "Jesus he does tell you everything doesn't he". "Everything". She stuck her tongue in my ear and grabbed my cock. "I will send in Tyler and then you are done for the night Coach Wilson". "Yes Maam". Tyler and I did the same act as Calvin. I sucked his 2 1/2 inch cut cock, balls and ass. He sucked my dick and lowered himself on me. I came in his ass and he cleaned me up and left me to sleep the night, cum dripping out of his ass too. Four days later. Four Days Later. I woke feeling groggy. Punch drunk sort of feeling, getting hit too many times in head or too many shots of JD or something. Pam was sleeping next to me. I got up to take a piss. What a nightmere. I looked at the face in the mirror. "Fuck it wasn't a dream, I am Cal Wilson and my wife Katie". I walked around the house like I have lived here my life. Next bedroom, three sleeping pajama clad boys, in two double bunk beds. Their clothes were hanging in the closet. The furniture, the pictures everything was almost perfect. I walked around my five bedroom ranch house looking at everything. My chest was still taped and so was my shoulder. Where are we? I opened the front door and looked around. No other houses, sandy grass. I walked around the side of the house. 4 4x4s. Next to the 4x4s was my truck and Katie's SUV. I looked at the license plate "New Mexico". I walked around the house and back inside. On the kitchen table was packages. I opened the first one. 'Raton, New Mexico'. You just transferred from Pittsburgh to take the PE coaching job. You transferred because of the AP needs of your sons. You bought the house four weeks ago and used Spirit Specialized Moving Inc. Your previous principal is Micheals. Report to Principal Edwards next Monday at 9:00 to register the boys in school and start work. He will offer your wife a part time job at the school. I continued to read our backgrounds and went through the other packages. 5 cell phones all programmed and all secure numbers. Keys to the house and vehicles. Maps, directions, local stores, churches, the schools. Wow, the Ghost Force certainly took care of everything, even stocked the kitchen. I made coffee. Katie rose before the boys. She did what I idid walk around the house like we lived here for years. "How?". "I don't know but we have been moved. The truck and SUV and the 4x4s are outside". "Where?". "Raton, NM, North east corner, close to Colorado and and hour or so from Santa Fe. Here read. I'll get coffee and wake the monsters". "Santa Fe, Isn't that where you found the Boys Club of America convention?". "Yep". With a sly grin on her face "Do you think they would let me in?". "I can ask, first things first". "Mommy, Daddy where are we" echoed three times. "Home boys, were home". Formerly RJ. RJT10000@gmail.com PS. I have other ideas for writing. I may post them as a different author and may take a crack at Young Friends. I may continue this series if the feed back warrents. After all it is a new school and swim team for Coach Wilson. Keep your eyes open for the Boys Club of America - A View from the Inside. If you like the BCA series, you're gonna love this one. I will keep the RJT10000@gmail.com running for sometime anyway. Later.