Date: Mon, 18 Apr 2011 11:45:22 -0700 (PDT) From: Puer Amore Subject: PT 28 Tornado Warning TORNADO WARNING PT 28 By Barry pueresamo@yahoo.com Disclaimer: This work is one of fiction. Any resemblance of persons or places mentioned in this story to actual persons or places is only slightly more than coincidence. Readers of this story should be familiar with my story: Forgive me, Jody, as particulars from that story are recounted here. ------------------------- All Rights Reserved --------------------------------- ACKNOWLEDGEMENT: Many thanks to my dear friend Daryl for his efforts to proofread and edit my work. His assistance has been invaluable. David began to rise from the bed to make his way to the kitchen. "Oh NO you don't!" I exclaimed. "What?" He replied. "Are you kidding?. you had your way with me?now I want some of you, Baby." I said with a smile. "Of course." He replied as he crawled back onto the bed and mounted me. He straddled my chest, one knee on either side, as I raised myself into the usual position, my back against the headboard in position to accept his penis. David braced himself with one hand against the headboard and used the other hand to position his penis, already dripping precum onto my neck, for me to take him into me. David gently slid his magnificent penis along my outstretched tongue until it was home in my mouth. I could feel his hot precum issuing from David's meatus onto my happy tongue. As his penis found its home in my mouth, I began performing fellatio upon it. David took in a deep breath: "God, Barry, you don't know how I have missed this." With a mouthful of David, I couldn't really respond, other than to more tightly squeeze his penis against my tongue and cheeks. "I'm packing one Hell of a load, Barry, so be ready. I'll withdraw to your lips when I'm about to cum, like always, so I fill your mouth and not overload it to dribble down your chin." David announced. David assumed control of my fellatio by taking charge of the stroke of his penis and the depth and rate of that stroke. Soon a shudder came over him and he spoke: "Can't hold it any longer, Barry. I love you?please take all of me." He barely finished saying that when penis began to swell to its maximum girth. I could feel his glans swell and knew what was about to happen. I stuck my tongue against his meatus to feel it open and begin delivering his delicious elixir into my mouth. I removed my tongue, so as not to impede the process. Instantly, my mouth was full of David's precious essence. I swallowed furiously to keep up with the bursts of his cum as they spurt into my mouth from David's meatus. I reached with my right hand to place my index finger against David's anus to feel it contract with each ejaculatory spasm. His contractions were as strong as when he was a boy. Between each spasm I inserted my finger a little further inside his anus and into his rectum. It was very hot, but welcoming?it was always that way. "God?. feels good, Barry." David groaned. After what must have been 8 or 9 spasms, the intensity began to lessen. Finally, his ejaculation terminated in a protracted issue of his residual cum into my eager mouth. I helped the process along by tracing my finger along his perineum to move any residual cum along his urethra, to his meatus and into my mouth. "Good to the last drop, indeed." I said in a distorted voice, still having David's swollen penis at home in my mouth. He chuckled. "You've always liked the taste of my cum, Barry. I don't know why." David observed. "Because it is unique, David. It doesn't have that chlorine tang that most semen has. There's no chlorine in your cum, David, leaving it sweet?indeed delicious. Besides, it's your essence, David, and I'll always, greedily, consume every drop of it." I professed. "I love you, Barry; I'll always love you. I could never live without you in my life." He went on: "You know, now that you mention it, Danny's cum is sweet and doesn't have that chlorine tang either." "It's true. Danny's cum is sweet and has no tang?. I don't know what the difference might be. Next time Dr. Ben comes to visit, I'll ask him for an explanation." I replied. "Maybe Danny's cum, being nearly scalding hot when he shoots, burns off the chlorine." David said with a chuckle. I smiled: "You might just be right, Sweetie. If Danny's cum were any hotter it would burn the tongue." David smiled, and offered me the last of his cum, still pooled on his meatus. I licked it onto my tongue and repeatedly kissed David's meatus and glans, then turned loose of him so he could be about the chore at hand. David made a brief stop in the bathroom to wash his hands and splash a little water on his face. Soon, David's adorable butt disappeared through the bedroom door and into the hall. I was slow to recover from the powerful orgasm and ejaculation I had just experienced as a result of my loving encounter with my precious David. I continued to lie there for a few minutes relishing in the notion that my David was home and all, therefore, would be right with the world. My penis, finally, began to become flaccid, and I could feel the flush drain from my cheeks. Travis appeared in the doorway and, after confirming that David and I had finished our encounter and, indeed David had left the room, spoke: "Barry? looks like the new neighbors are moving in. Shall we kibitz?" "Yeah?guess we might as well see who we'll be sharing the block with now. I hope it's not another family of prudes." I replied. We walked to the bay window in the living/den to snoop. Fortunately, the window is tinted and, while we could see everything going on outside, they couldn't see anything going on in the room. The house was immediately across the street and one lot to the East, from our house. There was a full sized moving van and a smaller rental minivan in front of it. There was a very large man?so big in fact, that Travis was moved to say: "Holy Crap?he looks like "Fat Bastard" from the Austin Power's movie!" "Can't argue with you on that observation, Travis." I said. "Fat Bastard's apparent son got out of the minivan and moved to the back of it, waiting to be helpful. "Damn, he's cute." Travis observed. Danny, who was in the kitchen helping David with preparing lunch, was listening to the exchange between Travis and me and called out: "Who's cute?" "This kid who's moving in across the street, that's who. Don't worry he's just cute?he's not gorgeous like you, Danny." Travis replied with a chuckle. Both David and Danny left the kitchen and came to the window to join Travis and me. David, still wiping his hands from the lunch effort on a dishtowel, looked out the window and spoke: "He really is cute, isn't he?" Danny spoke: "Hell yeah he is?. damn cute." He went on: "It would be really cool if he's gay." "We couldn't be that lucky?. it doesn't really matter, anyway. I just hope he's friendly and nice, unlike the former occupants of that house." I said. "Damn?he's cute!" Danny repeated. Fat Bastard opened the rear door of the minivan and motioned toward the cute kid to get something from the minivan. Cute kid climbed into the minivan and emerged with a table lamp. He tripped getting out of the minivan, fell on top of it and shattered it into a thousand chards. Fat Bastard did not hesitate to see if the boy was OKAY?.he immediately removed his belt and began beating the boy with it. David and Travis reacted first, since both had, in their respective pasts, been subjected to such treatment at the hands of their respective fathers. "Let me go kick his ass, Barry. No kid should have to be beaten over anything, and certainly not over an innocent accident." "Wait, David. He's already stopped beating the kid." I observed. "Yes, but the kid is still lying there on the pavement crying. He was hit at least a half dozen times. I know how that feels, Barry. I'm not going to allow that Fat Bastard to get away with it." David insisted. "I agree, Barry. We can't allow that to go unanswered. I've been beaten like that, same as David, and I'm not gonna allow it to happen to that poor kid." Travis added. "Yes?but we can't go running over there naked. Lets, at least put our robes on, and then we can go and confront this asshole. We have to be careful, guys, as a father, that fat bastard is legally within his rights to engage in corporal punishment. I don't want to intervene if it will only induce fat bastard to further beat the kid to demonstrate to us who's in charge." I said. "Yes, but that was not a spanking, Barry, that was a beating?believe me, I know the difference." David said. "I agree completely, guys. Still we must respond with restraint so as not to exacerbate the incident." I said. We all hurriedly put on T-shirts and shorts, and went as a group across the street to confront this ogre. He was still standing over the kid, belt in hand, but had not struck him further. "Welcome to the neighborhood?..uh?.uh?" I said, indicating that I was struggling for a name. "Greg" he replied. "Well, Greg, I think you'll find the neighborhood to your liking, and you'll get along fine with us if we never see or hear of you beating that boy, as we just witnessed, ever again. We don't accept that sort of abusive behavior and will not tolerate it." I said. The boy, now whimpering through his tears, looked at us and smiled sheepishly. "This is none of your damned business?Stay out of it?or I'll call the police." Greg said. "No need to call, Greg, three houses down from your house lives the Chief of Police. We know him well. Shall I have one of the guys here to go and get him?" I said. "Listen, you son of a bitch, you don't know anything. This kid is completely worthless. Hell, if it were legal?I'd sell him to you and he could become your problem." "We'd be glad to take him, too. No boy deserves to be beaten like you just did to this kid. As you just said, such a thing is illegal or we'd gladly take him." "Oh Yeah? I remember now? the real estate agent told me there were some nudist faggots living across the street?I forgot. That must be you guys, huh?" "Let me give him a karate lesson, Barry." David interjected. "Bring it on, faggot!" Greg said. David began to move forward, but I stopped him, placing an arm in front of him. "Don't flatter yourself, Greg. David is a third degree black belt. He has won numerous karate tournaments all over the country and, I assure you, he can kick your ass with one hand tied behind his back. You don't want to explain to your wife how it is that some nudist faggot kicked your ass?do you?" "My wife deserted a long time ago, when the boy was just a toddler. He has no memory of her, and I wish I didn't either." Greg said. "So, you get back at her by beating her son?" I said. "Fuck you. Like I said, this is none of your damned business." Greg said profanely. "You made it our business when we saw you, with our own eyes, beating this boy. So now, it is very much our business. Chief Kindle is a dear friend, and I bet he can get Child Protective Services involved to make sure you never beat this boy again without the threat of incarceration?call my bluff?PLEASE!" I said. I turned to look at the boy, still lying there on the pavement, though he had turned onto his side and was now looking up to witness what was happening: "What's your name, young man?" I asked. Greg interrupted: "His name is Carson, as if it's any of your business." "Like I said, Greg, you've made it our business." I reminded. "Fine, asshole, he'd probably be quite comfortable with you guys anyway. He loves to run around the house naked. Ever since he joined that damned swim team, he loves to be naked." Greg announced. "So do you." Carson said to Greg. "Shut Up! You little shit." Greg responded. "Look, let's try to defuse the moment, Greg. We were about to sit down to a light lunch. Let Carson join us, it will give you a chance to cool down, as well, as it goes to your broken lamp." "Oh what the fuck!" Greg said, as he bent and began gathering up the chards from the broken lamp." I turned to Carson again: "Are you hungry, Carson?" I asked. Greg interrupted again: "He's always fuckin hungry!" "Carson?I guess you and Danny have that in common. Danny has a metabolism that is forever in overdrive and so he's hungry much of the time." I said, as I pointed to Danny, who smiled and nodded. "Would you like to join us for lunch, Carson?" I asked. Carson turned to Greg for approval. "Go Ahead, let someone else pay to feed you for a change." Greg said. Travis extended a hand and Carson took hold of it to help him get to his feet. We began to walk across the street toward our house. I looked back to see the men from the moving van giving us a thumbs up for what we had done. One of them ran to give me a card to call, in the event we needed any witnesses to the event, for legal purposes. As we approached the front porch, Carson spoke: "Do I have to get naked?" "Of course not. If you're not comfortable with being nude, you can remain dressed. If you want, we will all remain dressed through lunch, so you will be comfortable. It's your call." I said. "Oh I don't mind being naked, I've got a decent build and I don't mind showing it off?but? I'd be embarrassed for you to see my butt." Carson advised. "Why would you be embarrassed, Carson?" David asked. "Cause Greg keeps it all black and blue most of the time?it's not a pretty sight." Carson said. "You call your Dad by his proper name, Carson?" I asked. "That's the most kind name I have for him. Mostly, my friends and I call him the fat asshole." Carson said with a smile. "I must confess, after what we witnessed just now, Fat Asshole is probably a good name for him. I'm sorry, Carson, I don't mean to insult your Dad." David said. "Please, I don't consider him my Dad, he and my Mom adopted me as an infant, before my Mom split, so he's NOT my biological Dad. He's just Fat Asshole." Carson replied. As we entered the house, Carson said: "You guys can get naked. I'm cool with it. Whenever my butt isn't all black and blue I'll get naked with you. Like Greg said?I run around naked all the time. It's cool." "As you wish, Carson. I assure you, though, with all the tournaments David suffered through, I've seen his butt all black and blue, as you put it, many a time. There's nothing to be embarrassed at." I suggested. "You guys won't laugh at me or anything?" Carson asked. "Of course not, Carson. We would never do such a thing." I assured him. Once in the house, we found Landon and Lance watching out the window to see what all the commotion was about. As we got into the foyer I spoke: "Lance?Landon?. this is our new friend, Carson. Please welcome him." "Welcome Carson, you're welcome here." The boys said, in near unison. "Thanks, guys." Carson replied. "Carson is a bit self conscious about getting naked with us. You remember how your were similarly hesitant to let us all see your nearly permanent erection, Lance?" Lance grabbed his erection and wagged it at us: "I'm not shy to let anybody see it now, though." We all chuckled. Carson took a long look and said: "Damn that's about the hardest hard-on I've ever seen." "Thank you!" Lance replied proudly We all chuckled again. "Well, Carson is reluctant to let us see his butt because it's black and blue from the beatings he's had to endure. Let's let him know we understand and will NOT in any way embarrass him about it." "Hey Carson? You're welcome here and you don't have to be embarrassed about anything?.I promise. Once you're a friend, we're with you 100%?you don't have to be shy or anything like that" Lance said. "He's right, guy, er?I mean, Carson. I only became friends with the group a few days ago and I feel completely comfortable with them. They welcomed me and I love them for it." Landon added. "We love you too, Landon. We're delighted to have you with us." I said. "You guys are pretty cool. I like you already." "Let's eat!" Danny exclaimed We all chuckled. I turned to Carson and said: "See, I told you Danny's always ready to eat." Carson smiled. We all began to disrobe and, once naked, we started for the table. We turned to see Carson disrobing as the rest of us had arrived at the table. "I'll be right there, guys." Carson called out, as he removed the last of his clothes, his briefs. Carson was well endowed. His penis was well above average in size as were his testicles. As he approached, we saw Carson only from the front so we weren't really ready for what he had in store for us as it went to his butt. Lance spoke first: "Damn Boy, you've got a great body. You've got a great set of equipment. Your dick and balls are perfect. Your butt couldn't be all that??." Lance stopped speaking as he went behind Carson's butt and took a look. "It's hideous, isn't' it.? Carson said, as he hung his head and began to well up with tears. Lance looked up at me with an expression as if to say?. you must see this, Barry. "Don't be embarrassed, Carson. Please don't be embarrassed. We are your friends; we'll get you through this. I promise." I went behind Carson and was immediately aghast. His butt had been beaten to an extent that it was obvious many blood vessels had been burst repeatedly over time. His butt was nearly misshapen from the abuse. I was both horrified and furious over what I was seeing. The others were seated at table by now, so I said to Carson: "You must trust us, Carson. Your friends must see what a brave guy you are for enduring this." With that, I turned Carson such that his butt faced the others that they might all see. David immediately began to cry. He jumped up from the table and shouted: "I'll kill that bastard. I'll kill him." Travis interjected: "No, David?We'll kill him." "Calm down you two?. you know that's not the answer." I said. "It's AN answer, Barry. It may not be THE answer, but it's AN answer." David proclaimed, as he shook in his anger. I turned to Carson: "You see, Carson, both David and Travis were subjected to beatings, as well. They know precisely what you've gone through. In fact, I first met David in his hospital room after he had been put there by a beating he had endured. I fell in love with him the moment I saw him. Travis, too, endured beatings from his late father. So both of them can especially identify with your situation." "I wish my father was the late Greg." Carson replied. "Carson, we're now you're friends, I promise you we'll put a stop to this? no matter what it takes." David promised. "We damned sure will, Carson. You can count on it." Travis added. I turned to David and said: "As soon as we finish lunch, please get the camera, we'll need photographic evidence of this abuse. Also, we need for Chief Kindle to see this." I said. "I don't want everyone to see my butt, guys." Carson said. "I understand, Carson, but this is for your own good. You want the beatings to stop, don't you?" I offered. "Yeah, course I do." Carson replied. "Please trust me, then." I pleaded. He nodded. "You can trust Barry, Carson. He's come to the rescue of us all. You can trust the rest of us, as well. I promise." Added Travis. "Barry." You didn't say your name outside before?Barry, huh?" "I'm sorry, Carson, I guess I was so involved with your Dad's abusive behavior, I forgot my manners. Yes, my name is Barry. "Great to meet you, Barry?and all you guys, too." Carson said. David still had tears running down his cheeks having been so moved at seeing the bruises and broken blood vessels on Carson's butt. He rose and moved toward Carson. "Would you be offended if I hug you, Carson?" David asked. "No, David, of course not. No one ever hugs me, though. I don't remember anyone ever hugging me. Are you sure you want to? Greg says I'm worthless, why would anyone want to hug me?" Carson replied. David extended his arms and took Carson into his embrace. Carson was, at first stiff in his response, but then melted into David's arms. It was a beautiful sight to behold. David spoke: "Carson, you are anything but worthless. You must never listen to anyone who would tell you such a thing. You are a real treasure; you are priceless. I don't know what the Hell Greg's problem is, but if he's not very careful, right about now, he'll find himself in the hospital with a problem I will give him." Carson went utterly limp in David's arms; he was so moved with the affection and the commitment that David had just made. "That's true for us each and all, Carson. I promise we will be your champions and will do everything in our power to protect you from further harm." I added. "Damned Right, Hell Yeah, Count on it". Came the chorus of replies from the others. David tilted Carson's head back just enough to kiss him on the forehead. Carson was crying. "Why are you crying, Carson?" David asked. Carson choked back his whimpering and said: "I don't know, exactly. I've never cried because I was so happy before." David looked at me and said matter-of-factishly: "I'm gonna kill that fat bastard. I'm ready right now." "David?. no you're not, Dammit. Then none of us would have you to hug and love. You know it's not the answer, any more than it was with your own abusive father. We'll deal with this and we'll do so within the law." I insisted. David pulled Carson's cheek back to his breast and kissed him repeatedly on the top of his head. "Let's eat!" Danny said. That remark broke our spell and we all sat to complete our lunch. Afterwards; We took the evidentiary pictures of Carson's butt and the backs of his legs. Carson had bonded to David instantly, and didn't move from David's reach at any time thereafter. "You guys are really GREAT, I'm damned glad that you came to help me, when you did. Greg waits till I try to get back to my feet, when stuff like this happens, then beats me again for trying to get back up." Carson explained. David clenched his fists when he heard that. "So, if we hadn't happened upon the scene, that fat bastard would have beaten you even more?" David asked. Carson nodded in the affirmative. "He's not just a fat bastard, he's a sick bastard." I added. "Travis, please call the chief. If he's running on time, he should be home for lunch. Tell him I'm requesting he drop by to see something he will want to get involved in. Tell him I said it's very urgent." I requested. Travis nodded and headed for the phone, while the rest of us continued to console Carson. We all took turns hugging Carson and assuring him we are here for him. Travis returned and indicated that the chief would drop by on his way back to the station within the next few minutes. Travis spoke to Carson: "Did I hear Greg say you were on a swim team?" "Yeah, I was. I quit cause in the Speedo the other guys could see my bruised butt and they wondered what the Hell was happening to me. My coach called Greg and accused him of putting the bruises on me, and said he would call the police if any more bruises were found on me. So, Greg made me quit the team." "Well, I was on a swim team when I was in school, too?" Travis began I interrupted: "Not only on a swim team, but eventually, Travis became a swim coach?and a damned good one, too." "Really, Travis?" Carson asked. "YUP?. would you like to swim with me right now?" Travis asked with a smile. A wide smile formed on Carson's face, but he looked to David for permission. David smiled and nodded. Carson followed Travis to the anteroom and out to the pool. The two of them had barely gotten into the pool when the other boys joined them. It was Splash, Splash, Splash, as Landon, Lance, and Danny wasted no time being in the pool with Travis and Carson. Now just David and me?I could see the rage still festering in David's mind. Just then, the doorbell rang. It was the chief. We ushered him in and went into detail about Greg's abusive behavior of a few hours earlier, and how he expressed a willingness to sell Carson to the highest bidder, if only it were legal. "Finally, chief, there's something you need you see. It's a case of a picture being worth a thousand words." I said. "Very well, Barry." The chief replied. I motioned for him to follow me to the poolside deck. I called to Carson: "Can you please join us for just a moment, Carson? Then you can swim some more." Carson came to my side and put an arm around my waist. He was cold from the pool water, and gave me something of a shock when he put his arm around me. "Carson, this is our friend Chief Kindle. He can help us and, most importantly, you. I need him to see your butt. Don't be embarrassed. He's our friend." I said. Carson nodded and turned around to expose his butt to the chief. A look of absolute horror came over the chief's face when he saw Carson's butt. The chief took a long look at Carson's battered behind, then turned him around to face him. The chief knelt down in front of Carson and said: "Who did this to you, son?" "Greg." Carson replied. "Is that your Dad?" The chief asked. "Yeah?well, he's my adopted Dad, he's not my real Dad." Carson explained. "How long has he been doing this to you, Carson?" The chief asked. "Always?long as I can remember." Carson added. The Chief was visibly upset?no?he was furious. He turned to me: "We need pictures, Barry." "Already took some, chief." I said. "You need to take many?from every angle. Front, side, back, and from several angles on the backside." The chief recommended. I had Danny retrieve the camera to take still more pictures. "I can swear that these pictures were taken in my presence and on this date and time, Barry. There will be no question of their authenticity." The Chief advised. We took dozens of pictures. The Chief became more upset with every passing moment. He called for the dept. doctor to come and give his assessment. We allowed Carson to continue with the swimming until the doctor arrived. The doctor, finally, arrived. We called Carson from the water, once more and the doctor examined him thoroughly. When he finished, once more, Carson took to the water. "Well, Chief, the doctor began, it's hard to know without an MRI and some other procedures, but the boy may have already suffered permanent damage. He's been beaten severely and frequently. He might have suffered nerve damage in addition to the blood vessels that have been ruptured, and apparently, ruptured, repeatedly. This boy should be in protective custody." "That was my conclusion, as well, Doc. Thanks for coming by. When you get back to the station, please write up a thorough report on this matter. I'll need to take it to the district attorney. Also, sign the necessary forms to place Carson into the temporary protective custody of Barry, until this all gets sorted out in court." The chief instructed. "No problem, Chief. The forms will be waiting on you." The doctor advised. The Doctor made his exit and drove off in his police car. I'm sure all this activity made for juicy gossip in the block, at least with all the busybodies who relish such things. The chief asked for something to wrap around Carson, briefly. I put a terrycloth robe around him, as well as donned my own to walk across the street with the Chief. We walked together back to Greg's house, whereupon the chief knocked on the door. Greg came to the door to find the Chief standing there with his badge presented. "Oh, you're returning my kid from these faggots, huh?" Greg said to the Chief. "Are you Greg?" The chief asked. "I damned sure am." "First, then, what did you call my dear friend, Barry? Was it faggot? Was that it?" Chief asked. Greg realized he had just stepped in it, and the smirk disappeared from his fat face. "Was it? Faggot?was that it?" The chief inquired again. Greg just shrugged. The chief went on: He turned Carson so his back was at Greg. He removed the terrycloth to expose Carson's entire backside to Greg. "Did you do this to this boy?" The chief asked, with maximum distain. Greg shrugged. "I asked you a question?. DID YOU DO THIS TO CARSON?" The chief yelled. "I want to talk to my attorney." Greg said. You have him call me. I'll tell him which of the district attorneys I have refereed this matter to. "In the meantime, my only decision involves whether or not to arrest you on the spot or to wait till the D.A.'s office issues a warrant. I will get Judge Meadows to issue a protective order to place Carson with Barry until the matter is resolved." The chief explained. "I don't give a shit. Barry can have him, for all I care. I'm tired of the worthless little shit and have been for a long time." Greg replied. "That's how you feel about your own son? The judge will be most interested to hear that, I'm sure." The chief said, furiously. "The kid is worthless, and he'll bankrupt you just trying to keep him fed and clothed." Greg went on: ''Why would any judge place Carson with these fag?with these characters, anyway?" "Judge Meadows is a close friend of Barry and the rest of these "characters", as you put it. He knows that Carson will be safe with them?. THAT'S WHY!" The chief screamed at Greg. "Fuck it?I don't care. I won't fight it. Let the little shit go with Barry and the rest. I'll be glad to be rid of him. If you want to prosecute me for spanking my son, I'll bet you'll discover it's perfectly legal for me to resort to corporal punishment?. I'm sure my attorney can explain that fact." Greg arrogantly retorted. "I assume your attorney will know the difference between a spanking and battery. What you've done here is Assault and Battery? and worse, I think that, to any jury, it is Felony Child Abuse; ask your attorney what the difference is, smart ass." The chief said. "Where are the boy's clothes?" The chief asked. "All his stuff is still in the minivan." Greg responded. The chief turned to Carson and said: "Get all your stuff, son." Carson did so and I helped him to carry the large laundry basket full of his stuff back to the house. We sat the basket on the porch and I told Carson to return to his swim with Travis while I finished up with the Chief. The chief told Greg that he was to stay away from Carson, and that he would be served, later in the day, with the order from Judge Meadows, wherein all the particulars would be cited. The Chief returned to the house and instructed me: "If Greg shows up over here, or, in any way, attempts to contact Carson, call me immediately. He went on: "I need to tell Carson some things." We went to poolside and the Chief called Carson to the edge of the pool. "Carson, I want you to know that I have known Barry and all the guys here for a very long time. They are good friends to me and have helped me frequently. You can trust them, completely. They will take good care of you while all this gets sorted out. If, in the end, you want to stay with them long term, I'm sure the judge will make it possible. I'm obliged to tell you, that, at the same time, if you wish to stay with another family, in foster care, the decision will be, in large measure, yours." Carson replied: "No, I can tell already, I want to stay here with David, Travis and the other guys. I was happy here right away." The chief spoke to Carson once more: "Greg has been instructed to stay away from you. If he fails to comply, he'll accumulate additional charges. He must make no effort to contact you, not in person, not on the phone, not in any way. Do you understand?" Carson nodded in affirmation. The Chief went on: "Your nightmare is over, Carson. Barry and the guys will take good care of you. You will probably need to have Barry or one of the guys bring you for official pictures of your injuries and to have an MRI made of those injuries. Do you understand? You must mind Barry in any direction he might give you. Do you understand?" "Yes, Sir." Carson replied. The chief concluded: "Do you understand that the lifestyle here includes nudity and that Barry and the other guys are gay, though they will not try to force their lifestyle choices upon you? I explained that, if you become uncomfortable and wish to enter the foster care program, that's your call?. OKAY?" "I think it's pretty cool." Carson replied. The Chief smiled: "So do I, Carson. I come here often to go skinny-dipping. I like being nude, and always feel at home here. I'm always treated like family, and it means a lot to me. I know these guys very well, and can promise you that you will be safe and warm and fed here and I think you will become very fond of these guys. I have." "I've only been here for a few hours, but I can tell that you're right, Sir. I'm sure I'll love all the guys quick." Carson said with a smile. I accompanied the Chief to the door as he explained that he would recommend the judge arrange a stipend to help defray the costs of adding a new mouth to feed so unexpectedly. "It's not necessary, Chief, though, I admit, it will be helpful." I said. The chief, nodded ,gave me a hug, and made his exit. Just as he got to the street, one of the squad cars arrived to serve the paperwork on Greg. The chief accompanied the officer to Greg's house and personally witnessed its delivery. The Chief, then, walked the few doors back to his house, as the squad car drove away. As I closed the door, my mind was reeling with the events that had just taken place. I gathered my senses long enough to look upward and exclaim: "Thank You Ganymede!" I walked to the pool. As I approached, Travis spoke up: "He's a strong swimmer, Barry. He's had a good coach." I smiled and nodded. Travis continued: "He'd be even more a strong swimmer if his battered butt weren't so sore that it inhibits his kicking as he swims, cause it gives him pain.. Hopefully his butt will heal up over time, then he'll be an awesome swimmer." I spoke to Carson: "Well Carson, you see you're welcome here and we will all defend you and be your champions. We'll quickly come to love you deeply and hope you will come to love us as well. As the Chief said before; you will always be safe and warm and fed here, and I might add you'll be loved and protected here, as well." "I know, Barry, Travis was telling me his story while I was showing him how well I swim. You're awesome, Barry. I feel right at home here. It's like a dream come true." Carson declared. "Would you like to accompany us to dinner, this evening, at the restaurant of a friend of ours?" I asked. "Sure, if you really want me to. Greg says I'm utterly worthless, so why would you want to spend money on buying me dinner?" "David already corrected you on that matter, earlier, sweet boy. You are invaluable, Carson, you are worth more than all the gold in the world. You must never allow anyone to get in your head and convince you of such a thing as being worthless. As you spend more time with us, you'll come to understand how precious we regard you. You are worth so very much that it cannot be expressed in mere words, Carson. We will convince you through our love how valuable you really are. Just give us a chance to show you." I said, as a tear welled up in my eye. Carson slowly formed a wide smile: "I love you guys already. You're awesome, all of you. David is already special to me, and I know all of you will, too." OKAY, then. I need to call Trey and ask him to set an additional place setting. I called Trey and explained to him we'd be bringing Carson along for the evening's festivities. I gave him a brief synopsis of the day's events and that Carson was ours, at least for now. After Trey listened to my recounting of the day's events, he exclaimed: "Let me guess?. Ganymede?" "Yes, I think so, Trey. Carson has a very low opinion of himself, so try to make him feel special, as you always have for each of us." "You know I will, Barry. See you tonight." I called Pop to inform him I'd be bringing along a boy he hadn't expected, and that we would pay his part of the tab. "Nonsense, Barry. Tonight is my treat and I will be delighted to include another guest, what did you say his name is, again?" Pop replied. "His name is Carson, Pop. He's been the subject of much physical abuse and has the bruises to show for it. He is a little shy about meeting new people, so don't engage him beyond where he leads." I said "I understand, completely, Barry. See you tonight." "See You, Pop, and thanks." I concluded. CLICK?. the phone went dead. I turned to see David finishing up the clean-up from our lunch: "I'm sorry, Baby, I should have done all that. I'm so distracted with Carson's appearance that I wasn't thinking." "It's OKAY, Barry, Danny helped to do most of it before he went to splash around in the pool with the others." David replied. "Let's join them, Sweetie." I suggested. David finished drying his hands on a dishtowel and replied: "Let's do. I'll bring along some lemonade" We arrived at poolside to find Carson being coached by Travis on some new techniques. David placed the pitcher of lemonade and the plastic glasses he had prepared on a tray and set it on the table. David and I sat down side-by side and David put an arm around me. Carson observed our affectionate embrace and said: "So?you guys are lovers, huh?" "We are all lovers, Carson. Barry, Danny, Travis and me." David explained. "Can I still sit on your lap, David? I'd really like that." Carson said. "Of course you can, Carson. You're not a little guy, exactly, but you're welcome on my lap as you would be on Barry's or Travis' or Danny's." David advised. "COOL!" Carson replied. "If he sits on my lap, you might not be able to even see me, he's nearly as big as me." Danny offered with a chuckle. After some more time being coached by Travis, it was time to get out of the pool and dry off. Travis helped to dry Carson, being especially careful and gentle with Carson's butt: "Thanks, Travis?you're GREAT!" Carson complimented. "I want to sit on your lap now, David?is it OKAY?" Carson asked. "Of course it's OKAY, Carson. Just sit down on me slowly?your body is going to be cold from the pool water?so don't shock my body." Carson did as requested, and very slowly sat on David's lap. Even so, David experienced goose bumps briefly until Carson's body began to warm. Carson leaned his head back to rest it on David's shoulder. He placed his arms back to lock his hands by the fingers around David's neck. It was a rather erotic scene... Carson's dick and balls resting just above David's. I couldn't help but drink in the sight. Carson's balls came to rest on David's penis and as Carson's scrotum became warm it extended over David's penis so that much of David's penis was covered, his glans and meatus remaining exposed. I was drinking in the sight when Lance happened to look in our direction. He pointed at Carson's genitalia and said: "Why is there blood on Carson's meatus?" I couldn't' see that detail from my angle of view, so I reached gently to take Carson's penis in hand and lift it gently to allow me to better see his meatus. As I took Carson's circumcised penis into my grasp, it began to become erect. Indeed there was a droplet of blood mixed with some Cowper's fluid at Carson's meatus. "Why is there blood here, Carson?" I asked. "Oh I get that all the time, Barry. It means I need to jerk off. I can go to the bathroom and jerk myself off, and I won't have that problem for a while." Carson suggested. "Carson, it's not normal for blood to appear at the tip of your penis in this way." I advised. "It's not?" Carson asked. "No it's not. I think it would be good for you to ejaculate, but I think we need to collect your semen and let the Dr. determine why you bleed from your penis in this way." I said. "Collect my what?" Carson asked. "Collect your semen, Carson?. You know? the stuff that comes out of you when you jerk off." I said. "Oh?. well, OKAY, I guess. I don't want to gross you guys out by jerking off in front of you." Carson said. "Carson, sweet boy, you won't gross us out at all." I began Lance jumped in: "Hell, I'll even race you to see who can cum the quickest?Landon will too." "CUM?" Carson replied. "Cum is a slang term for semen, Carson?. it's the stuff that comes out of you when you jerk off." I said. "Oh, OKAY." He said. "In fact, Carson, I'll have David jerk you off and collect your cum in a glass. You can just enjoy the ride. OKAY?" I suggested. I motioned for David. David looked at the blood / Cowper's mixture and became visibly upset. "OKAY, Carson, I want you to lie on the table here, on your back. Just place your arms over and behind your head. I'll take it from there." "How COOL. David is going to jerk me off. No one except one of my swim team buddies and I have ever jerked each other off. He got so grossed out at the blood, we never did it again." David took Carson's penis in hand. Before he began stroking Carson's penis he asked: "You know Carson, based on the development of your genitals, I'd guess your age at 14. You have well developed genitals and a good crop of pubic hair. Would I be right?" "Damn close, David. I'll be 14 next month." Carson replied. "So?what are my genitals?" Carson asked. "Well, your external genitalia would include, primarily, your dick and your balls, Carson. Whomsoever circumcised you used a technique that left your frenulum in tact, so that's good?.but that is still part of your penis. Later I'll explain what each of the structure are. Your glans, meatus, corona, frenulum, perineum, vas deferens, testicles and all the rest. OKAY?" Carson's penis was growing in girth as David's explanation proceeded. The blood and Cowper's fluid mixture increased at Carson's meatus "Barry, I want to check his vas deferens before I begin to masturbate him." David said. I nodded in agreement. David continued to hold Carson's penis as before, but took his other hand and began to feel Carson' vas deferens through the skin of his scrotum. The blood increased dramatically as David gently squeezed Carson's vas. It became obvious that Carson's testicles were the source of the blood. David looked at me and slowly shook his head. It was obvious that Carson's testicles had endured damage at the hands of Fat Bastard, as well. "OKAY, Carson, I'm going to masturbate you now." David announced. "Mastur??" Carson asked. "Yes. Masturbate. It's the proper term for jerking off." "COOL, GUYS!!!!! David is going to jerk me off. Go ahead, David, this is really cool." Carson exclaimed for all to hear. By this time, Carson's penis had swollen to its maximum circumference and length. It was throbbing in anticipation. "OKAY, Carson, I'm going to go slow. Call out when you are about to shoot. I need to collect all of your semen for examination." David announced, as he began to stroke Carson's penis. Lance and Landon stood next to Carson and began to masturbate each other at the same time. This is so damned COOL. I bet I'll beat you both?.I cum pretty quick. All three boys were headed toward ejaculation Carson closed his eyes as David took him to the point-of-no-return. His abdomen began to contract. His scrotum retracted, pulling his testicles tight against his abdomen.. He was ready to ejaculate. "Now, Guys! Here it comes." Carson shouted "Me too." Lance called out "Me too." Landon groaned. I was too busy concentrating on Carson's ejaculation to take note of who really shot first. I think it was Lance. David positioned the glass to collect Carson's semen. Carson nearly filled it up. It was a shot glass, and Carson was really packing a load. The first three or four of Carson's ejaculatory spurts were nothing more than blood. The remainder of his shots were a mixture of blood and semen. It would have been quite erotic, but instead, it scared the Hell out of me. David was visibly upset, as well. He looked up at me and slowly shook his head, still again. "I think we'd better call Dr. Ben and tell him about this." I nodded in agreement. Dr. Ben wanted to see Carson immediately. He even drove to our house to examine him. So Carson would feel comfortable, Dr. Ben disrobed, as well. Dr. Ben first observed Carson's butt: "My God, Barry, who has done such a thing?" I briefly explained. Then Dr. Ben shook his head and turned to Carson "OKAY, son, I'm going to examine you, now. Don't freak out on me. I'm going to handle you in a way you may have never experienced." Dr. Ben explained. "Holy Crap?my, what did you call them?genitalia? has never had this much attention." Carson announced with a chuckle, as Dr. Ben took his scrotum in hand. "Well, for starters, the reason his testicles appear so large is that they are swollen. He probably has an infection." Dr Ben announced. Dr. Ben turned to Carson: "Does it hurt when you ejaculate, son?" "Sometimes, but I'm used to it." Carson asked. "Has it always been that way?" "No, Sir, but a few times when my Dad would spank me, the belt would whip around my side and smack me in the balls. That's when I started having the blood when I cum." Carson advised. "My God, Barry. My God." Dr. Ben remarked. "OKAY, I'm going to give you a couple of prescriptions?in fact, I may have some samples in my case out in the car, but when they run out you can fill the prescriptions. I'll make them for you, Barry, so there will be no question at the pharmacy about filling them." Dr. Ben said. Ben instructed Danny to retrieve his case from the car. Danny put on some shorts, just long enough to do so. Soon Danny was back with the case, and naked once more. Ben removed the samples from his case and explained: "One of these is a cream. It needs to be rubbed into his scrotum about every four hours. It will be absorbed directly into his scrotum and help to kill his infection. The other is a lotion. Lastly, here are some antibiotic capsules. He'll need to take one four times a day. The lotion should be gently applied to his butt to help with the curing of the swelling and broken blood vessels. Try to keep his butt exposed, which should be the norm here. I don't want the lotion to be rubbed away into any clothing. Rub it into his butt slowly till it is all absorbed. " Ben turned to Carson and asked: "Are you allergic to any antibiotics, son?" "I don't think so. I'm not sure I've ever taken any." Carson replied. "Well, this antibiotic is generally well tolerated by everyone. Barry will watch for any signs that you are having a negative reaction to it, and will call me if so. OKAY?" "OKAY." Carson replied. Dr. Ben turned to me and said: " I'll type up a report on all of this and send it to you, Barry. I'll provide notarized copies for you and for the police." "Here is the semen sample we collected, Doc." David reported, as he handed the specimen to Dr. Ben. Dr. Ben held it up to the light and said: "My God." Dr. Ben smelled the specimen, placed a finger into it and tasted the semen he gathered on his finger: "It smells OKAY, but from the taste, and the presence of the blood, I'd say he does, indeed, have an infection." "OKAY Carson, just one more thing. I need to check your prostate to make sure it hasn't at some point been ruptured. It's not the most comfortable procedure, but it doesn't take long." Dr. Ben said. Carson, having no idea what was about to happen looked to David for approval. David nodded in the affirmative and said: "It's OKAY, Carson. I've had it done many times. It's just having a finger up your butt for a minute or so. If you don't fight it, it actually feels pretty good." "OKAY, if you say so, David." Carson replied. "OKAY, Carson, lie across my lap, butt up. I'm going to lube your rectum with some stuff, and then, as David told you, I'll place a finger into your rectum to check your prostate." Dr Ben explained. As Carson took his position across Ben's lap he spoke: "My prostate is up my butt?" "Not exactly, Carson. It lies against the anterior wall of your rectum and can be felt through the wall of your rectum. That's how we examine it. It's called a digital rectal exam. I'll try not to be in there any longer than necessary." "OKAY?. does it hurt?" Carson asked. "No?though it might not feel comfortable, and might make you feel like you need to defecate, er, that is, you might feel like you have to poop, it doesn't generally hurt. Dr. Ben gently inserted his index finger to Carson's anus, then, into Carson's rectum. "His rectum isn't full but there's a lot of feces present." Dr. Ben announced. He spoke to Carson: "Son, do you think you can poop for me? Then I'll be better able to feel your prostate." "I think I can, Doc." Carson replied. "OKAY, let's go into the bathroom and see if you can poop for me." Dr Ben said. "There's some saline enema bottles in the cabinet, Ben." "Great, that will really help to flush him clean." After a few minutes, Carson and Ben returned. Carson resumed his position across Ben's lap. "OKAY, Carson, I'm coming into you one more time. Try to relax. I'll be as quick as possible." "OKAY, Doc." Carson answered. Ben, once more, generously lubricated Carson's anus and his own finger with K-Y. He slowly and gently placed a finger at Carson's anus and entered his rectum. Before he began the actual exam, he turned to me and said: "Barry, do you have another glass? I'm going to milk his prostate and collect its fluid for examination at the office." Dr. Ben spread his legs apart to ensure that Carson's penis and testicles were dangling there such that I could place the collection glass at Carson's meatus to accept the prostatic fluid. "OKAY, Carson, here we go." Dr. Ben announced. Dr. Ben's finger twisted gently and rotated against the rectal wall of Carson, who let out a gentle groan. "It won't take much longer, buddy, hang in there." Ben said. "Here's the left lobe." Dr Ben announced. Prostatic fluid began issuing from Carson's meatus in copious quantities. Ben milked it till the volume of fluid began to subside. "Here's the right lobe." Dr. Ben announced Again the fluid began to issue from Carson's meatus in huge quantities. I collected it into the glass. "I don't feel any scar tissue or other irregularities in his prostate, Barry. That's a good sign." Ben said. "I'm going to come out of you, now, Carson. Are you still OKAY?" Ben asked. "Yeah?. actually it feels kinda cool?I could get used to it." Carson answered. Ben looked up at me and winked. "Well, a lot of guys like that sensation, Carson. You may be one of them. "Hell Yeah?I like having a dick up my ass, Carson. Don't feel weird about it. It feels really good." Lance chimed in. "If it feels like this, it does feel pretty good. I have to admit it." Carson confessed. Dr. Ben retracted his finger slowly from Carson's anus. As it made its exit, Carson emitted a rather protracted fart: "Oh, I should have warned you about that little side effect, Carson. Please don't be embarrassed. It's a fairly common thing." "Sorry Guys!" Carson called out to us. "It's not a problem, Carson. You heard what Dr. Ben just said. Happens all the time." David interjected. "Just lie there a little longer, while I clean up your anus and wipe all the K-Y off your butt." Dr. Ben instructed Carson. He complied. Ben, cleaned Carson's anus and butt crack to remove all the K-Y. OKAY, Carson. You're all cleaned up, now. I reached to Carson's penis and squeezed it to extract the residual prostatic fluid from his urethra and move it along into the glass. "Damn?that feels good, too." Carson proclaimed. "Glad you enjoyed it, Carson." I chuckled. "Okay, Carson, I think we're done for now." Dr Ben announced, as he wiped his fingers on a medicated, pre-moistened wipe." Carson stood up and so did Dr. Ben. Dr. Ben turned to me once more: "Apply the lotion and the cream, Barry. Give him his first dose of the antibiotic and keep an eye on him for about an hour. If he has any sort of negative reaction?call me immediately." "Will do, Doc. We'll be good nurses for him. You know we will. Thanks for coming on such short notice. We really appreciate it." I said. "No problem, Barry. I was finished with my office appointments, anyway. Otherwise I might not have been able to get here so quickly." Ben replied, as he began to get dressed to leave. "Just send us the bill, Ben. We'll take care of it." I said. "There will be no bill, Barry. Just invite Jacob and me to your next dinner party." Ben said. "Will do, Ben. You're the best." I proclaimed. Ben smiled widely and laughed: "There are some who think so, Barry." After Ben had made his exit, I tossed David the cream and the lotion. "I assume he'll want you to do the honors, David." "And I'll be happy to do so." David replied. David called to Carson to come to him. Carson complied immediately. "OKAY, Carson, The doctor wants these two things applied to your scrotum and you butt. So, I'm going to do so." David explained. "My scrotum?" Carson asked. "Yes, that this sack of skin that yours balls are in." David said, as he took Carson by his scrotum. "Cool, David. That feels really good. I think I could like gay stuff." Carson said. "You probably would, Carson. This is just a medical treatment, even though it does involve your balls and probably will feel quite pleasurable." David said. "OKAY, Carson. I'm going to sit here on the lounge. I want you to lie down across my lap with your head at the pillowed end of the lounge and your butt on my lap so your balls are right at my reach." David instructed. Carson complied with David's instructions. David opened the cream and squeezed out a generous amount of it onto his palm. It had a bluish tint to it, and according to the instructions, it was to be massaged into the scrotum and testicles until absorbed, as witnessed by the bluish tint disappearing and the scrotum becoming dry to the touch. David began massaging the cream into Carson' scrotum and balls: "Feels warm, David. I like it." Carson declared. David continued to massage the cream into Carson's scrotum. The scrotum responded to the warmth of the cream by becoming fully extended, Carson's testicles resting at the bottom of that sack. The other effect of having his testicles massaged was, as one might expect, that Carson's penis became very erect. David called out to me: "Barry, could you help hold his penis in check, as I've got both my hands at play, massaging his testicles and holding his scrotum at maximum extension." "Sure." I replied. I went to help. I took Carson's penis in my hand. It was busy trying to escape my grasp to continue its dance. "Damn, Carson, your penis is powerful. I can barely hold it still." I said. "Really?" Carson replied. "Really." I affirmed. As I held Carson's penis still, preventing it from dancing about on its base, semen, this time unbloody semen, began to issue from his meatus to run down my hand into his pubic hair. I called to Lance to bring me a small towel. I placed the towel at the base of Carson's penis such to allow the semen to be absorbed by it and not get so much into his pubic hair, where it can be a big mess and hard to clean up, if allowed to dry there. David continued to massage the cream into Carson's testicles, until the bluish tint might diminish. "Sorry, guys, I'm gonna cum again?. I can't stop it." Carson announced, as his body began to stiffen up." "It's OKAY, Carson. Let it fly." I advised. Almost before I finished uttering those words, Carson let fly a string of cum that even Lance would be proud of. It must have risen three feet into the air before gravity took over and pulled it to land on his abdomen. "Uh?Uh?God it feels good." Carson groaned as his ejaculation proceeded. "I'm happy you had such a pleasurable ejaculation, Carson, and better yet, there was no blood this time." I said. "My balls are so hot from the cream and from David playing with them, I had to cum, there was no stopping it." Carson explained. "We wouldn't want you to stop it, Carson. It's only natural. Enjoy it." I said. It took several more minutes before the bluish tint began to diminish as David rubbed the cream into Carson's testicles. I busied myself sopping up all the cum that had come to rest on Carson's abdomen. The smell of it was normal, though very strong. Carson's penis continued to palpitate in my hand until, finally, all the cum had been drained from it. I traced my finger along his perineum to coach it all from his meatus. "Wow!" That was the most powerful I've ever had. I really blew my cum all over the place, didn't I?" Carson exclaimed. "You did a great job, Carson. You really did blow cum all over the place. I think I got most of it sopped up on the towel." I replied. "Dammit?. I didn't even get to taste it." Lance complained. "Until this infection is eliminated, none of us better taste it, Lance." I reported. "You guys would taste my cum?" Carson asked. "Hell yes, Carson, we'd do more than taste it, we'd let you shoot it into our mouths?.or our butts, if you prefer." Landon added. "No Shit?" Carson asked. "Absolutely, Carson. I'd love to try a mouthful of your cum?. once your infection is over." Landon said. "Wow! I've never even thought of trying that. Is it really good?No kidding?" "It damned sure is, isn't it, Barry?" Lance exclaimed. I turned to Carson and said. "They aren't kidding, Carson. We find it really delicious. You may not. Perhaps we'll find out if you decide to try it. It's OKAY if you don't want to try it, as well." I said. Carson formed a wide smile and said: "I never thought of trying it, but I'm sure if you guys like it, so will I. I'll try it sometime." Carson said. "OKAY, Carson, just let us know when you want to try it and if there's some one of us whose semen you'd prefer to try." I said, leaving the decision to Carson. "All right, the blue has all disappeared, Carson. Let's roll you over and do your butt." David said. Carson complied and was now butt up for David to apply the lotion. David looked down to see Carson's battered and bruised butt once again. He looked up at me and mouthed silently: I'll kill the fat bastard. I nodded in appreciation of the sentiment. This time, David poured out the lotion onto Carson's butt. He began rubbing it into Carson's butt. "That feels warm too, guys, it feels really good." Carson announced. We weren't keeping a close eye on Carson, as David rubbed the lotion onto his butt. After a bit I looked at Carson to find that he was sound asleep. He was so precious and in his sleep was entirely angelic. I motioned for David to take a look. He did, smiled, and continued rubbing the lotion on that precious little butt. "He's a little angel, isn't he?" I whispered to David, who nodded in agreement. "He is indeed." David whispered back, as he continued rubbing the lotion into Carson's butt. "Let him sleep and keep rubbing the lotion in. I'm going to look through his clothes and see if he has anything suitable for our visit to Trey tonight." I whispered once more. David nodded in understanding. I looked through Carson's things and found some things that would be fine, though they need to be washed and ironed. I loaded his things into the washer and started it running. I made a round of drinks for us all, and returned to the patio Canopy with them. I shushed the boys to be quiet, so that Carson could sleep on David's lap. When I looked more closely, Carson was in REM. He was really sound asleep. We all sat around the table and began to enjoy our drinks. "Poor Guy!" Travis whispered. "I'm really glad he's with us now. He'll be safe." Danny added in his own whisper. "He's very lucky. What if you guys hadn't come along?" Landon also whispered. "He hasn't been so lucky before today, Landon. Hopefully he starts a new life as of today." I responded. We continued to watch David rubbing the lotion into Carson's precious butt. "Danny, take two towels and cover his back and another to cover his legs, so only his butt is exposed for David to apply the lotion. I want him to stay warm." I whispered. Danny did as I had asked, covering Carson except for his butt. David finally finished rubbing the lotion into Carson's little butt. He dried his hands on one of the towels, and motioned for Danny to bring him his drink. Danny complied. David sat there motionless, not wanting to wake Carson. He leaned forward and kissed Carson's battered little butt. He looked at the group of us and slowly shook his head. David motioned for an additional towel, with which he covered Carson's butt. Carson seemed to be completely at peace. We were all so at peace just watching Carson sleep. We had plenty of time for Carson to sleep before we had to dress for Trey. I tended to Carson's clothes as he continued to sleep. As I loaded his clothes into the drier, I looked heavenward and once more whispered: "Thank You, Ganymede." -------------------------END CHAPTER 28 TORNADO WARNING-------------------