Date: Mon, 3 May 2021 01:00:00 -0700
From: John Henry <niftyjhenry1988@gmail.com>
Subject: Growing Up Kyle Chapter 28 (Gay/Incest)

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Chapter 28


Rick woke on Monday morning with a raging boner. All weekend long, he
could hear Ry and Kyle "experimenting". He jerked off so much to the
sounds of the boys' activities that his balls hurt and he could barely
produce any cum. Luckily, Charlie was a very sound sleeper, so Rick
wasn't concerned with his youngest son hearing anything his 6-year-old
ears shouldn't.


He had a lot to do, but he took the time to ejaculate before taking a
shower. It took Rick a long time to get the boys to wake up. Charlie was
always the most difficult to rouse, so Rick started with him. Once
Charlie was in the bathroom taking his shower, Rick opened Kyle's door.
The 12-year-olds were very naked and cuddling. Rick swore at himself as
his cock started to swell once more. Ry was very attractive, almost as
much as Kyle. Rick closed the door, knocked a little too loudly and
waited to hear movements before reopening the door.


"Time to get ready for school," Rick said, relieved that the boys had
covered themselves. "I'm dropping you off, so you'll have time for
breakfast."


Kyle groaned his thanks, while Ry stretched, nearly uncovering himself
again. Rick wondered if he'd have enough time to shoot one more load.


Everyone was quiet in the truck. Rick kept looking in the mirror to see
if Kyle and Ry were doing anything, including holding hands, but they
weren't. He wasn't sure if he was curious or jealous...maybe both, he
reasoned with himself. Charlie was the first to be dropped off and ran as
fast as he could to keep from being hugged by his dad. Kyle, however,
gladly accepted his hug before leaving with Ry. Ry and Rick shared an
awkward moment, neither sure if they were going to hug or not, which
resulted in an equally awkward handshake. Kyle only laughed.


The first order of business was to go to the District Attorney's Office.
He was meeting with Assistant District Attorney Marshall about the
progress of Dan Clark's case. He felt odd and irritated that he had to be
friendly to the people trying to put his wife in prison, but it was for
Kyle's sake, which barely softened his hardening feelings.


"Please have a seat," ADA Marshall said, as she closed the door behind
Rick. "Thank you for coming in today. Given the circumstances, I
wouldn't have blamed you if you hadn't." She made her way behind her
desk, took a seat and opened a very thick file. "Before we begin, I need
to make it clear that you're here only to discuss the case involving your
son, Kyle, and the defendant, Dan Clark. I cannot answer any questions
regarding the charges against your wife or the case itself. I am also not
involved with that case, so I don't have any information that doesn't
directly tie to the case we're discussing. Is that understood?"


Rick nodded, feeling frustrated all over again. "Who is handling that
case, then?"


She pulled a sticky note off of the file and said, "That would be my
colleague, Bill Pearson. Given that the case is active, he may not be
able to discuss the case with you either. That's not legal advice, just
general protocol."


Rick nodded again.


"So, I asked you to come in today, because it was brought to our
attention that your son and Cody Morrow have been engaging in a romantic
relationship."


"Is that illegal now?" Rick asked defensively.


"No, but it might raise some questions during the trial. We want to make
sure that witnesses limit their contact with each other, so it doesn't
appear that their testimony has been rehearsed. I know it may seem like a
moot issue, but we want to make sure that the defense can't claim that
false testimony has been given, which could potentially eliminate their
statements. We're confident that we have enough physical evidence to
convict, but having witness statements helps the judge or jury understand
the impact of the damages done. The last thing we want is for the judge
or jury to come away not trusting us or the victims. Does that make
sense?"


"Yeah, I guess," Rick responded. "So, what does that have to do with
me?"


"As Kyle's current guardian, you have more contact with him, so are you
aware of any conversations between Kyle and Cody about their experiences
with Mr. Clark?"


"No. Not that I'm aware of." Taking a moment, Rick thought back to
Kyle's birthday weekend. "Now that I remember, Cody and Kyle had talked
about it, I think. Cody had bullied Kyle at the beginning of the school
year, and they made up once Cody found out about Kyle having been a
victim of Dan's, I mean, Mr. Clark."


"And they openly discussed the case?"


"Kyle said that Cody had apparently asked Dan to target Kyle as a
victim, but I guess it wasn't true or something; I'm not sure. It was a
few weeks ago, and even Kyle was confused by it. In the end, I think Cody
misunderstood what his role in the situation was, so Kyle forgave him."


"I see," She said, taking down a lot of notes. "Would it be alright
with you if I asked Kyle to clarify the situation with me? We can do it
over the phone if that works better for the two of you, so he doesn't
have to miss school."


"Yeah, that should be fine."


"Great," ADA Marshall said, finishing her notes. "Okay, so Mr. Clark
was transferred from the hospital back to the county jail a couple days
ago. He will not be released, as he had violated his no-contact order
last time."


"That's good."


"In full transparency, we have been in negotiations with his lawyer
regarding a plea bargain."


"I thought you said you had enough to convict? So why offer him a
deal?"


"As unsettling at this can be, this is common practice. Even though we
have enumerated at least 30 boys, we have only been able to identify five
of them. We feel very strongly that we can get convictions on those 5,
but we're not sure about the other 25; with that said, we can avoid the
entire trial if  Mr. Clark is willing to accept a deal, which puts him in
prison for a long time. It also means that Kyle, Cody and the other boys
won't have to testify, which if it goes to trial, they will have to."


"I get it."


"At this moment, Mr. Clark has turned down all of our offers. We're
going to offer him one last deal, and if he refuses to take it, we'll
have a hearing to set the start date."


"How long could a trial take?"


"It depends on if we can identify the other victims and their
willingness to testify. At this point, it could take a year." Rick
sighed heavily and rolled his eyes. "But," Marshall continued, "Kyle's
testimony could be done in a couple of hours; however, he would be asked
to relive and speak out on everything that happened in as much detail as
he can, including graphic details, to a room full of strangers."


"The catch 22 of it, huh?"


"That's how the legal system works, unfortunately."


"When will you be contacting his lawyer?"


"My assistant should be sending the deal by the end of the week."


"Great," Rick said, not meaning to sound snippy. "Sorry," He quickly
added, "it's been a very long couple of months."


"I understand. The legal system doesn't move as fast as all would
like." ADA Marshall escorted Rick out of the office, handing him one of
her cards and reminded him to set a phone call with Kyle.


Rick had an early lunch at a nearby cafe. The place was quiet and gave
him time to think. He hated all of this. If it wasn't for his boys, he
knew he would've left Ronda years before. She was too high strung at the
best of times. He knew she meant well, but her good intentions had turned
him into a single father of two.


Rick went to the Public Defender's Office next. He was going to meet with
Ronda's lawyer, Gill McDonald. The Public Defender's Office was a stark
contrast compared to the D.A.'s Office. Everyone wore cheap suits. The
building itself was just as drab, with no individual offices, making
confidentiality almost a non-point. The only thing separating the sitting
area from the main floor was a cubical wall.


"Hey, Rick," Gill said, extending a hand. He was a nice guy, but Rick
sensed that there was definitely something smarmy about him. Rick shook
the man's hand and they went to a little corner away from everyone else.
"I'm glad you could come. I would've had you stop by sooner, but things
have been crazy busy around here."


"I can see that," Rick said passively. Interns moved quickly from desk
to desk and a copy station. Those that weren't moving, were on phones or
typing.


"Have a seat," Gill said, as he sat behind a desk. "So, before we
begin, I have to make it clear that I can only discuss your wife's case.
I cannot discuss the active case against Mr. Clark in regards to your
son, Kyle, and can only discuss details about that case that have an
impact on your wife's defense, which I have to say is a little limited."


"Yeah, I had the same talk with the D.A. a few hours ago."


"Oh?" Gill grabbed some paper and a pen.


"We didn't discuss Ronda, so don't get excited."


Gill chuckled and said, "I see. Well, you never know. Anyway, when was
the last time you spoke to your wife?"


"We talked on the phone Saturday afternoon. I was planning to see her
after we're done here, actually. Why?"


"Did she mention the plea deal?"


Rick looked confused. "No. No, she didn't."


"Don't worry," Gill said. "It's pretty standard to negotiate for
lighter sentences to see if we can find a compromise instead of a
potential, long-term sentence."


"So, I've been told," Rick said darkly. "What was the offer?"


"Before we get to that, we need to talk about the charges." Gill opened
a file, almost half the size as the one the ADA Marshall had on her desk.
The lawyer lifted a couple of pages, put on a pair of glasses and said,
"It looks like your wife was charged with one count of Attempted
Manslaughter in the First Degree and one count of Unlawful Use of a
Weapon in the First Degree. The manslaughter charge is a Class B felony,
while the weapons charge is a Class C. If convicted, Ronda could face up
to 108 months in prison, or about 9 years before good time."


Rick felt the color drain from his face. 9 years! Kyle would be an adult
and Charlie would be as old as his brother is now. He didn't want to
think of how old he would be. He couldn't even process having to be a
single parent that long. "You mentioned a deal?"


"Yes," Gill answered, flipping a couple more pages. "The D.A. offered
to drop the weapon charge if Ronda would plead guilty to the attempted
manslaughter charge, which would drop the time to 72 months or 6 years."


Rick didn't really know anything about the law, except what he had seen
on TV. He thought it all sounded so harsh. "Why is it manslaughter and
not assault or something like that?"


"That's a very good question. Normally, it would've been assault, but
based on the witness statements, the medical reports and your wife's
statements to officers during booking, the D.A. believes that Ronda was
trying to kill Mr. Clark. Most of his wounds were to his dead, with the
rest being defensive wounds from him trying to block the bat. Mr. Clark
suffered some minor damage to his brain as a result of the attack, and
the D.A. believes that it is enough to elevate the charge from assault to
manslaughter. To be honest, she's lucky Mr. Clark pulled through, or she
would be looking at Manslaughter I charges or worse, murder."


Rick dropped his head. What the fuck is wrong with you, Ronda? Rick
thought. He fought back tears of frustration. His life wasn't perfect
before meeting his wife, but couldn't help but wonder what he had done to
deserve her. "So," Rick said, choking back his emotions. Gill tried to
hand him a box of tissues, but Rick just waved them off. "Is Ronda
taking the deal then?"


"Well, that's why you're here." Gill pulled another file. It was
thicker than Ronda's and looked old and battered. "How much do you know
about Kyle's birth father?"


***Coming Soon, Chapter 29***