Date: Tue, 18 Jan 2005 01:14:26 +0000
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Pilot - Part II

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The Pilot - Part II

I shot so much my balls actually hurt. I fired eight of the biggest blasts I
ever have and he caught most of them. When he looked up at me he had my love
juice rolling down the sides of his mouth. He slid his finger out of my hole
then I sat him on my lap. I leaned down then Shane planted a kiss on me that
under any other circumstances would have had me hard. He looked at me then
said, "Did you like that?"

That was one of the best blowjobs I can ever remember getting and he asks me
if I liked it. I hugged him tightly to me chest and said, "Joystick, that
was the best one I've ever had. You totally amaze me."

I turned him around and start washing the grime off his little body. I
washed his hair three times and when it was finally clean, he had the most
beautiful auburn hair I have ever seen in my life. I next went to work on
his arms. It took almost ten minutes of gentle scrubbing but I finally had
both his arms white again. I had to see which side was the dirtiest and that
was by far his front. His front was literally caked with mud so bad I
couldn't tell if he had a belly button and if he was circumcised or not.
Cleaning his joystick was going to be a major undertaking. I had to get it
clean but not hurt it in the process. I decided to make that my last area so
I had him stand facing away from me while I started on his back and this
allowed the water to run onto his penis to soften the caked on mud. I looked
at the piece of soap in my hand so I quickly stepped out and grabbed a brand
new bar.

I got an old washcloth and lathered it up and began washing his back. The
presoaking I had him do paid off because his back was white like his arms in
no time at all. I looked at his legs and thanks to the hosing I did at the
helipad made those almost as easy as his back. I had him step away a little
so I could look at his butt. I sensed his cheeks wouldn't take to long but I
didn't know about his rectum. I had him lean over my lap and I spread his
cheeks apart and his little hole looked pretty bad. I adjusted the
showerhead so it would gently run onto his hole while I washed his cheeks. I
used the washcloth and to break the hard stuff up then I switched to my
hands so I wouldn't irritate his soft skin. Shane turned his head so he
could see me and said, "That feels wonderful Buck. It's just like a massage.
Can you do my back while I lay here?"

I soaped my hands again and re-washed his back. I massaged his back for
about ten minutes then looked at his face and his eyes were closed. The
little guy had fallen asleep in the shower. I took the washcloth and started
washing the mud and grime that was caked on his rectum. It didn't take that
long thanks to having the mud soften under the water. I didn't want to rub
too hard with cloth so I used my fingers. Within a couple of minutes his
once black looking hole was now pink.

I guess my little joystick had had a really hard day because he was still
sleeping soundly. I really hated to have to disturb him but it was time to
flip over to his back. I gently reached my arms under him and turned him
belly up so I could start washing this side of him. I needed both my hands
and arms so I said, "Come on now sleepy head. Sit up here so I can get the
front of you clean. I'm almost done now."

Shane kissed me on the cheek and said, "I want you to give me massages all
the time Da I mean Buck. Did you already wash my butt hole?"

"Yes I did son," I said smiling lovingly at him. "You didn't even move a
muscle."

"I never even felt it," he said as he leaned his head on my chest. "It fells
good to get all that off me."

I took a look at his penis and gently rubbed it with my fingers and the mud
started washing right off. I kept it under the water while I lathered my
hand up and washed his chest. It took only two good washings and his chest
was white. I did do it once more so I could concentrate on his little pink
nubbins. I ran my thumbs over each one and I heard Shane suck air. I looked
at him and said, "Does that feel good son?"

Before he could answer I looked and saw his penis was coming to life. I
wanted him stiff because the mud was coming off very easy now and I could
see that he wasn't circumcised. This had me a little concerned because I
didn't know if I could retract his foreskin. I soaped my hands and started
working on the outside of his tool. It only took three washings and that was
totally clean. I rinsed off my left hand and gently slid the foreskin back
and let the water run on the gland. I picked it up and all the mud on the
underside rolled right off. I soaped my hand up and gave his tool one final
washing.

I decided to stand him up and rinse Shane good from head to toe. I could now
see he had beautiful skin. He leaned against my leg as I soaped my left hand
for a really good yet soft penis washing. I slid the foreskin back some with
my right and started washing it up and down. Shane moaned and said, "That
feels super Buck. Surprise me with some more things, will you?"

I did surprise him with more. I rubbed his perineum then up to his small
balls as he sucked wind again and moaned even louder. I kissed the top of
his head and said, "Does that feel good when I rub the place in the middle?"

I rubbed it again as I slowly continued jacking him. With each up stroke on
his tool I went up on his perineum and done on the down stroke. I got him
into a slow stroke then I wet my finger real good and out his now pink
pucker. I rubbed it and Shane said, "Ummm Buck that feels so good. Go
inside, I really love that."

I wet my finger and slid it in up to the first knuckle and wiggled it
asking, "How's that joystick?"

I slid it back out really soaking it with spit then slid it all the way in
slowly. I hit his magic button and he said, "Oh God Buck, finger fuck me. Go
out then all the way in."

His wish was my command. I used my finger just like a dick and started to
slowly long stroke him while slowly increasing my jacking speed. Soon I was
giving him everything I had and Shane was moaning louder than I was. He was
bucking his hips hard and saying, "Faster Buck, jack me faster. Deeper, fuck
me deeper."

This kid was a sex maniac when he gets turned on. I found his little love
button and let that take over. I made my finger like a vibrator and then I
heard, "Oh shit Buck. I can't hold back much longer. It feels so fucking
good man, don't stop."

This went on for about another five minutes when he finally said, "Oh shit
Buck. I feel it coming. Don't stop please. Make me cum Buck, oh please make
me come."

I started working my finger in and out again then felt his hole clamp down
on my finger. I kept jacking and fucking when he screamed,
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Buck, I'm cuuummmmmiiinnnggg now!"

This little kid clamped down on my finger with his hole and fired five
strong blasts for someone his age. He collapsed in my lap and I just help
him until he came back from the outer reaches of space. I kissed his cheek
and said, "So did you like that?"

He just giggled and said, "No silly, I loved it. Buck, I have never cum like
before in my life. You are one in a lifetime."

I held him close and asked, "What do you mean one in a lifetime?"

Shane sighed and said, "Well Buck, I know I'm gay and have known for a few
years. But I have had this affection for someone older than me. Someone that
will not only care for me like their son but will also be my lover and teach
me how to do things sexually. I know that sounds totally weird but I know
what I want and I also know this crazy world won't accept someone my age
living and loving someone your age so I sure won't ever say anything because
I don't want to ever lose you. I guess what I'm saying Buck is that I'm
falling in love with you."

I was blown away by what Shane just said. This sounded like a person twice
his age. I adjusted the water and rinsed my little joystick to make sure he
was totally clean. I got him into a towel then quickly dried myself off. He
looked so different now I couldn't imagine this was that same muddy kid I
carried in here a little while ago.

Once Shane was dried, I helped him into his coveralls and carefully zipped
them closed. I reminded him to be careful because he was going commando. I
got his sneakers out of the dryer but they really looked ratty. I decided to
go to the exchange and find him some decent clothes and underwear. I looked
at him and said, "Come on son, we're going to get you a few proper things. I
know those look bad and I'm sorry but it will only be for a short time."

He put his sneakers on and said, "I know Buck and if I have to wear them
longer, that's alright too."

We went out to the truck and I lifted Shane into the seat and then got
myself in and off we went. The first thing we did was to check out boy's
sneakers. I found a pair of Nike's that Shane loved, fit him perfectly and
were on sale. The next thing we did was get him some boxer-briefs like mine.
He said he like the way if showed off my equipment. I got him six pairs plus
six tee shirts. I also got him several pairs of shorts and two pairs of long
slacks. I paid for everything and on the way out to the truck, my little
joystick jumped into my arms thanking me for the clothes.

We went back to the house and put his things away and he put a new pair of
underwear on to protect his manhood. I have to admit that although Shane
isn't very tall, he is developed where it counts. I forgot to put on clean
underwear after the shower so I quickly striped and got a pair out of the
dresser. No sooner had I turned around and was facing Shane, he was stiff.
He looked at me and said, "I'm sorry Buck. When I see your perfect dick I
get turned on. Do you have a ruler or something, I want to measure mine."

I took him over to the computer and took a six-inch ruler out of the drawer.
I handed it to him and he set is at the base and it measured right at five
inches. I put on my boxer-briefs and Shane did the same. He even got the
same color out as I did.

The next stop was dinner. I was hungry so I knew Shane had to be starving.
We went to the best steak place I knew and said, "What is your favorite cut
of steak Shane?"

He thought about it for a few minutes and said, "Gee Buck, I don't know. My
parents never had steak when we ate out and at home it was always on my
plate."

I looked at him and said, "Well the son, I'm going to teach you how to order
different kinds of steak."

I asked him several different questions about how he liked his meat tender
or kind of chewy. He preferred it to be tender and juicy. He looked at the
menu and said, "What kind of steak is like that?"

I thought for a minute and said, "For a good amount of meat that is both
tender and juicy I recommend prime rib cooked medium rare."

The waitress came over and asked if we were ready to order. I looked at
Shane and he said, "I'll have the 8 ounce prime rib cooked medium rare. I'll
also have a baked potato with butter and the vegetable of the day."

I was proud of him. I bet this was the first time he's ordered his own food
in a restaurant. I looked at the waitress and said, "I'll have the 12 ounce
prime rib medium rare with baked potato and the vegetable of the day. The
young man will have a coke and I'll have coffee."

We sat and talked for different things and how we were going to see about
his grandmother. I told him I would get back with the fire department and
see if they can find out anything for us. As we were talking I felt a hand
touch my leg then felt fingers interlace with mine. I looked at Shane and he
had a smile on his face that totally accented his emerald green eyes. I know
my intelligent side is telling me this is a big mistake but my love and
romantic side is screaming at me to go for it with everything I have. Talk
about your moral dilemmas, this is a big one.

The waitress brought our dinner and it smelled delicious. I showed Shane how
to properly fix a baked potato and warned him that it indeed was very hot.
He cut a piece of his steak and said, "Buck this is fantastic. It is the
best steak I have ever eaten. I remember when my parents cook steaks, they
always come out black and tasted nasty. Thank you for teaching me about
steaks."

I smiled at him and said, "You're very welcome. Ordering a steak is a right
of passage where I come from."

When the waitress came back, all she saw was two empty plates. She asked if
we wanted anything for desert and I saw Shane's eyes light up at that word.
I got a chocolate sundae for joystick and a cup of coffee for me. When Shane
was finished I paid the bill then headed home to relax and unwind.

I parked the truck in the garage then checked the answering machine for any
messages before getting out of my clothes to relax. Now as a rule, I
normally lounge in just my FOTL's but now I have someone else to think
about. I was standing in my drawers debating if I should put on a pair of
shorts when a voice said, "Can I just get in my underwear?"

That problem was easily solved but I knew the next one was going to be a bit
harder. I had set Shane up in the other bedroom but after his little speech
I realized those arrangements may have gone out the window. I heard the
water running in the bathroom and that tells me that my little guy is
cleaning up.

I got comfortable in the reclining love seat when out of nowhere I have a
beautiful eleven year old attached to my lap. I kissed his nose and said,
"Did you have a good time tonight?"

He kissed my nose in return then said, "I had a great time. I am so thankful
that you came into my life but I don't know what I'm going to do if I have
to leave."

"Saying good-bye is always hard joystick," I said holding him close to my
chest. "But with things like cell phones and computers, keeping in touch is
easier then ever."

I knew there was a good chance his parents were with his grandmother and
tomorrow they would all be reunited. I felt for Shane because I know this
was the first time he has really fallen in love. All I could do is try to
have him think positive thoughts.

I let Shane flip through the TV channels for find something watch. After
going through them three times and finding absolutely nothing Shane said, "I
don't know about you Buck but I'm getting tired.

I turned off the tube and checked the front door to be sure it was secured.
We turned out the lights and headed for bed. We walked down the hall and I
make the left turn into my room. Shane was standing outside looking oh so
pitiful. I knew I would probably hate myself in the morning but I said,
"Come on joystick, I know this is where you want to sleep."

I lifted up the covers and quickly my bed was occupied. I turned out the
light and slid in beside Shane and as I was getting comfortable, my hand
brushed against bare hip. I rolled over and our eyes met and I did another
inspection to see if my first one was indeed accurate. Within thirty
seconds, my thoughts were confirmed. I felt a hand tugging my underwear down
so rather than fight it I just lifted my hips and let them go.

Shane rolled onto his side then scooted back until the crack of his butt was
pressed firmly against my dick. I laid my arm over his arm and chest then I
felt his hand take mine as we drifted off to sleep.

I was awoke by a wiggling eleven year old trying to release himself from the
covers and my arm so he could quickly make it to the bathroom before having
a major accident. I watched him jump out of the bed with his morning wood
pointing towards his belly button and his creamy white buns wiggling as he
walked as fast as he could without running. About five seconds later I heard
the unmistakable sound of water hitting water so I knew the accident was
avoided. Shane came running back inside and jumped on the bed landing almost
on top of me. He slid under the covers but crawled right on top of my chest
and stomach. He kissed me on the cheek and said, "Hi Buck. Did you sleep
alright last night?"

"I sure did son," I replied. "How did you sleep?"

"The best I've slept in ages," Shane said.

I gave Shane a good cuddle and a kiss then I had to get myself in gear
because I had to work today. I was just about to go into the bathroom to
shave when the phone rang. I couldn't get it in time and I heard Shane
talking to someone. I walked in and he handed me the phone saying, "It's
some man Buck."

It was my boss and because of all that is going on with Shane, he has given
me the day off. I hung up the phone then grabbed Shane and tossed him on the
bed. He looked at me strangely as I yanked off his underpants then said, "I
have the day off. Is there something you would like to do at the present
time?"

Shane smiled at me while reaching for my tool then said, "There is a place I
would like you to put this."

"Are you sure son," I said looking very concerned. "Your hole is quite small
and you can see just how big I am."

He smiled at me and said, "I hope you won't get mad but when you were
asleep, I went snooping and found these. Also I think you might want to look
at my butt again."

My young lover showed me my stash of butt plugs then bent over showing me
that he had inserted the third largest one into himself. I smiled at him
saying, "You are serious about wanting to be my boyfriend and lover, aren't
you?"

He smiled saying, "You're a once in a lifetime catch Daddy and I'm the one
who's got you and I'll be damned if I let you go without a fight. I love my
parents but if they have been killed, I want you to adopt me. Hope you don't
mind me calling you Daddy?"

I pulled him onto a hug and said, "How could I mind that? I feel flattered
you want to call me Daddy and I will be honored to call you my son. If your
parents have been killed, I will adopt you."

I was about to be a totally complete man. The most beautiful and wonderful
boy in the world wants me to be his new father and he is offering me his
most private of all places to make love to him. He bent over then handed me
the next size plug then I reached up and gently removed the one in him. I
put a finger full of lube in and on his hole then gently inserted plug
number four. I saw him wince a little then he said, "It's OK Dad, I'm just a
little raw from the mud that was caked there."

I reached over to the nightstand and grabbed the bottle of skin lotion and
massaged some into his perfect ass cheeks and around the crack and hole. I
playfully slapped his ass and said, "Roll over here and let me sample that
five inch piece of choice meat there."

He giggled and said, "Are you trying to perv me you dirty old man?"

"You bet your cute little ass I am now get it over here," I said laughing.

Shane rolled over bringing his feet to my head so we could have our first
69-love session. I reached up and removed the butt plug and cleaned the area
with some Kleenex so I could put something else into that pink hole.

I reached up and rubbed his little nubs with my thumbs and he moaned softly
as he started going down on my tool. God this kid could suck a dick. He was
taking a good 5" into his mouth so I thought it time to give him some
pleasure too. With our unusual height, (me tall and him short) I could take
advantage of giving Shane real pleasure. I started massaging those perfect
globes of muscle and skin then after a few minutes; I leaned forward and
started teasing his hole with my tongue. Shane gasped and said, "Damn Daddy,
what are you doing back there? Whatever it is sure feels good."

"I'm rimming you son," I said in between licks. "That is what eating your
ass hole is called. Do you want me to stop?"

"Yeah," he said. "In about 20 minutes."

"Your wish is my command," I said and I returned to licking that glorious
hole.

I got him nice and wet then started sucking his prime meat. I took my middle
finger and started massaging his back entrance then slowly inserted it to
the first knuckle. Shane started moaning and said, "Christ Dad, has anyone
ever told you you're a wonderful lover?"

I stopped sucking him and turned him around onto my chest and kissed his
deeply and passionately. Shane started moaning do I decided to give him his
wish and make love to him. I rolled him over onto his back and continued
kissing him and feeling his soft chest. I was getting him hotter by the
second and so I asked him, "Son, do you still want me to make love to you?"

"Oh yes Daddy," he said looking at me with those emerald green eyes. "I want
to be on my back so I can look at you. I've done this with Timmy but he sure
wasn't as big as you. I want you to take the number six plug and put it in
me."

I know that was going to hurt some so I started getting him hotter. I
started nibbling on his neck and rubbing his tits. He started moaning and
bucking his hips on and off the bed. I lubed my finger and slid it into his
hole while I started kissing him again. I moved my hand from around his neck
and took hold of his joystick. I started doing a slow jack on him then slid
in a second finger. His hole was pretty loose from the number four plug so
it wasn't too long before he was ready for a third finger. I started pumping
in and out with the three fingers when Shane said; "Oh shit Dad, put it in
me. Please put you dick in me now."

I looked into those green eyes and saw nothing but love coming from them. I
felt him grab my dick then he squirted some lube on it and started stroking.
When it was fully lubed he rolled over onto his back. I got a pillow and
placed it under his hips then said, "I want you to put your legs on my
shoulders then when I tell you, I want you to push like you have to take a
humongous shit. When the head pops in son, it is really going to burn. I'll
stop and give you all the time you need to get used to it. I also want you
to tell me if it hurts to much for you and I'll stop."

Shane kissed me deeply and said, "I know love. I want this more than
anything. I want my Daddy, lover and best friend in me."

I leaned in and kissed his soft lips and said, "All right now love, push and
do it hard."

He pushed out and me in and I felt the head start to stretch his opening. I
could see him straining to hold it and I was starting to sweat but then it
went in. I stopped cold as he said, "Argh shit Daddy it hurts and burns.
Just please don't take it out."

I could see the tears streaming down his cheeks as he fought to let his
little hole stretch to meet the mighty invasion. I wanted him on his stomach
so it would be easier all around. I kissed him and said, "Do you want me to
take it out son?"

"NO!" he screamed. "Please Daddy, don't take it out. The pain is easing up
now. Just give me a few more minutes."

Little did he realize that I would give him a lifetime but I said, "Alright
son. Just say when."

I rubbed some more lube on my dick then he said, "OK Dad, start going in."

I slowly started going in and I had to be real careful because there was no
way he would be able to take all eight inches. I slid past his prostate and
he said, "Oh ummmmm Dad, that felt good."

I would inch in then pull out and inch back in and pull back out. I got into
a rhythm and soon Shane was moaning like he was in heat. I let myself go in
to far once and he said, "Ungh ouch dad. My belly hurts now."

"I'm sorry son," I said kissing his forehead. "I got a little carried away."

He smiled at me and blinked those eyes at me and everything was all right. I
got back into a routine with him and soon my little boy was moaning saying,
"Oh god dad this feels better than I ever could have imagined. Please don't
stop and I want to fee you cum in me."

I kissed him again and said, "Anything for my boy Shane."

I started to feel my balls begin to boil and my sperm working its way to the
top. I started picking up the pace being so careful not to want to bottom
out on him. We both had sweat pouring off us when Shane said, "Damn Dad I
don't want to cum yet but I can't hold it much longer. Oh fuck Dad I can't
hold it. Love me Daddy. Harder. Oh shit Daddy I'm cummmiiiinnngg."

When he came his ass clamped down on my dick and sent me over the edge. I
moaned saying, "Oh gawd son I can't hold out either. I'm going to fill you
now son. Shit I'm ungh cum ungh cummmiiiinnnngggg!"

Shane flooded his chest with five shots of watery semen and each time he
fired his hole would contract causing me to send yet another shot deep into
his bowels. I filled him up with six shots of my love then held on so I
wouldn't collapse onto him. I reached one arm under his back then rolled us
both onto my back and Shane on my chest with my dick still inside his love
canal. Shane laid his head on my shoulder and I swore I could hear him
purring lie a kitten. I felt the cum inside him start to ooze out so I
picked him up and headed to the shower.

Shane looked at me and said, "That was totally fantastic Daddy. I can't wait
to do that again."

I looked at him and said, "Easy son, I am not risking you being torn. It
will be at least a week before we do that again. I also want to see you to
be sure there isn't any bleeding but I don't think so."

He stretched across my lap and said, "You can look at me anytime you want
Dad. I think I love you more now than I did before."

I kissed him and soon we were tongue wrestling. I felt something poking me
and said, "Not again you little horn dog."

He just giggled and said, "I can't help it but I know we have things to do
today."

I looked at his lovely hole and it was open a little so I took the shower
handle down and sprayed some water inside. He stood up and I started washing
him and it was so much easier this time and it only took a few minutes. I
gently washed his hole and the water washed out all the sperm I deposited. I
sprayed water around there one more time to be sure it was empty then we got
out and dried off. Shane looked at me and said, "Think a small butt plug
will keep me dry back there in case there is something left inside?"

I hadn't thought of that so I said, "Good idea. When we get back home, I
will take a look at you again."

We went out to the kitchen and had a bowl of cereal then headed off to the
base. When we got there the captain asked, "What are you two doing here? I
gave you the day off."

I looked at him and said, "I want to drive over to Shane's house and check
it out and see if his parents might be inside. If they aren't, they could be
at his grandparents. We need to know something."

He just nodded so I took Shane and went to get my turnout gear. I told him
to hold out his arms and I dropped my coat into them. He looked up at me and
said, "Damn Dad, that thing weighs a ton. How do you wear it?"

I had to get on him for his language. It's one thing at home but not cool in
public. I looked at him and said, "Son, you need to watch you language in
public. People will ask questions if you talk like that around me and I
don't stop it."

He immediately dropped his head and said, "I'm sorry Dad. I've heard so many
kids talk like that I guess I've picked up some bad habits."

I leaned down and kissed the top of his head and said, "Cussing is just a
sign of ignorance and I know you're a smart boy with lots of brains."

He lit up when I said he had brains because he did and he knew it. I stuck
my helmet on Shane's head and he carried my coat while I took my boots and
bunker pants out to a U.S. Forrest Service pick-up truck. I put my gear in
the bed and we were off. I didn't know what I was going to find nor did I
know what I wanted to find. I was really confused cause if Shane was going
to stay with me he was going to have to go through some serious hurt and I
didn't want that either.

Shane gave me the directions and we just talked while I drove. It took about
20 minutes to get there and I saw fire engines lining the streets as we got
close to the neighborhood. I entered the subdivision and was met by a police
officer. I explained the situation and since I was with the Forrest Service,
he let us pass. I found the Battalion Chief and made the introductions. He
said Shane could not go into the area. I asked him if there were any active
fires and he said no so I said that the boy was not going into the house
because I knew that would be just way too dangerous.

The chief relented at that point so we drove over to his house. When we got
there I couldn't believe the devastation I was seeing. Houses were just
charred shells of what they once were. Shane had to count houses as we
turned the corner onto his street. He pointed to his house then broke into
tears. I put the truck into park then brought Shane onto my lap and held him
as he cried. When he finally was able to talk he said, "God Dad this whole
area is totaled. I don't think I want to live here any more."

"I completely understand son," I said as I kissed his cheek. "Even if the
area was rebuilt, it would be hard knowing what all took place."

I cut off the engine and went around back and pulled the tailgate down. I
sat down and kicked my shoes off as an ambulance pulled in behind us. I
started talking with the crew as I got into my turnout gear and they said
they were pronouncing any bodies that happened to be found. I told them if
there were two in there I would let them know. I asked them to stay with
Shane while I searched. I put my gear on then decided to check the garage. I
looked at Shane and said, "How many cars do you have son?"

"Two Dad," Shane said. "If they were home, both would be in the garage."

I looked over at the door and it was a solid metal door. I walked around to
the side of the garage and I found yet another solid door. I walked back to
the medics and said, "Would you happen to have a K5 on your rig?"

A K5 is like a chainsaw but with a large carbon fiber wheel that can cut
through wood, plastic and corrugated steel. It is used to open roofs and
walls. One of the men came back carrying one and I took it over to the
garage. I started it and in just a few minutes I made a door in the door. I
pulled the cut door out of the way and I saw Shane's nightmare begin.

Before I even entered the garage I saw two cars. I was debating should I
find the bodies and let the paramedics go in and have Shane find out that
way or do I tell him myself and let him cry and grieve in my arms. I chose
the latter and walked down the driveway carrying the K5. I took my helmet
and coat off then took my little joystick in my arms. I kissed his cheek and
said, "Son, there are two cars in there. I'm so sorry son."

I looked at me and fighting back the tears said, "Daddy, maybe grandma came
and got them or maybe they went next door. Maybe."

At that point his grief finally over took him and he started crying. He
squirmed and squirmed so I let him down and he started running. I was still
in my bunker pants and boots so one of the paramedics took off after him. I
got out of those pants and slipped my street shoes on and saw Shane with a
huge lead on the paramedic. I started the truck and chased him down that
way. 'Man this kid is fast,' I thought to myself. 'He should be on the track
team or something.'

Suddenly he collapsed falling face first onto the street. I saw the
paramedic radio to his partner and soon the ambulance was behind me. I
quickly checked his neck for injuries but got a cervical collar for him just
to be safe. Once that was in place, we log rolled him onto his back. He had
a nasty abrasion on the side of his forehead and what looked like a lump
forming. I knew protocol dictated he be checked out at the local hospital
but with his parents unavailable Child and Family Services were sure to step
in.

I had to think fast because my little joystick's future depended on it. Then
it hit me, I was a state licensed foster parent for emergency placements. If
this didn't qualify as an emergency I don't know what would. The young EMT
was examining Shane then we placed him on a stretcher. Just as we picked him
up, he opened his eyes. He looked at me with those green eyes and said, "I'm
sorry Daddy. I just needed to get away from there and all I could think of
was to run. Guess I messed things up didn't I?"

I looked at him and said, "No you didn't son."

Just at that moment it hit me. THE BUTT PLUG!! I had to get that thing out
of his butt and make sure his rectum had returned to normal before any
doctor or nurse saw him. Again I thought fast and said, "Shane said he needs
to pee very badly. He knows your paramedics like I am but he is very shy and
only wants me to help him."

We loaded the stretcher into the rig and they closed the doors giving us the
privacy we needed. Shane rolled onto his side and quickly undid his shorts.
He slid them down and I gently slid the plug out of his rectum, wiped it off
and put it in my pocket. I looked back there and thank god it was closed and
totally back to normal. I got him a urinal for him to pee in and sure
enough, he did have to go.

I opened the door and handed the EMT the evidence that Shane in fact had
peed. The paramedic rode in the back with Shane and I followed in the truck.
Just then the paramedic opened the door and I stepped inside. Shane was
vomiting. I looked at the paramedic and said, "We need to go Code 3."

To be continued