Date: Tue, 17 Dec 2019 16:43:52 +0000 (UTC) From: Fritz Subject: Raising Boys 45 Thanks for all your responses to this story. Comments, questions or even criticism are always welcome at fritz819@yahoo.com Please remember that Nifty needs our donations to continue to provide these wonderful stories. A special thanks to the generous readers who have made contributions in our name to non-profits which support children in crisis and to those who have made donations in our name to Nifty. It is the season of giving. I hope we can all find it in our hearts to do what we can to support the wonderful gift of stories found on this site. Again, thank you. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html RAISING BOYS 45 Derrick and I had just left Samantha Littlechurch's office. She had told me she thought she might be falling in love with my good friend, Gil. She had also let me know that she knew or strongly suspected I also had a special relationship with Gil and with her son Casper. She had also said she never wanted any of that to change as long as we all were happy, fulfilled, and loved. "I can't believe she just gave you permission to have sex with her boyfriend and her son," Derrick said. "That is what I just heard, isn't it?" "She's an extraordinary woman." I said. "Can you even imagine how many more happy marriages there would be if more women had that kind of attitude? Or more men? Or if everyone had that attitude?" "It would be nice," he said. From there, we drove directly to Dr. Goldman's office. We were in the office waiting room. "I guess it's no secret now," he said. "I'm a lousy fuck." ""I would strongly disagree, but I'll reserve judgment. Just because that skank said so sure doesn't convince me." "She wasn't telling the complete truth. I did fuck her several times, although it wasn't regular at all. It was really more like I used her vagina to drain my nuts. Where we really fell out was when I didn't want to give her oral. She had a previous boyfriend whom she said loved to eat that puss all night. It was never comfortable for me. I used every excuse I could think of to avoid going down on her and she started calling me nasty names because of that. The situation just escalated while we were married. We hadn't had any words like we had today for years. She's gotten much nastier. And I guess she was pissed when she realized the gravy train had left the station. That Harold really was a fuckweasel, wasn't he. He may be a pussy-eating fuckweasel, but he's a fuckweasel nonetheless." Oh my God!" I said. "That guy was a fuckweasel extraordinaire. Where did she find him?" "I don't know," he said. "I've only seen the guy a couple of times and I certainly never saw as much of him as we saw today. I'd like to know more about the whole situation but I hate to bring it up to Der. I don't want him to relive any unpleasantness. I'm sure it broke his heart when they sold his car." "He's a sweet kid," I said. "And one helluva hot firecracker in the bed. He was hitting all the right spots when he fucked me this morning. When we realized you were watching, it made it so much hotter." "It was beyond hot to watch. It looked like you were really enjoying it. I just don't know if I could ever do it." "You better rethink that," I smiled. "Your boy is going to be a championship fucker and if he's as horny as his dad, you better learn to enjoy it. You know he's going to want you to fuck him too, don't you?" "You think so?" he asked. "I guarantee it," I said. "He wanted his dad's dick to be his first one to suck, you don't think he wants to give you that boy cherry?" "I'm sure you're right," he said. "That is incredibly exciting, but the idea of taking a dick is pretty foreign to me." "It wasn't foreign when you had a finger in your manhole and you were asking for more. You were ready for a dick last night," I said. "Would you like to fuck me?" he asked. "Hell yes," I would, buddy," I said. "I'd love nothing more." "You may think it's silly but I'd like you to be the one to fuck me," he said. "I've really come to trust you and I'd feel better if it was you. What you did last night was amazing. I never thought I'd be begging a guy to put something inside me." "Wait till you feel your kid inside you." The testing was completed within ten minutes. I asked if Dr. Goldman was in but the nurse said he and Mrs. Goldman had left the previous day to complete their mission trip in the Philippines. We were about to head for home but Derrick asked if I'd be willing to make one more stop. He wanted to go by his house to tell Savvy he was leaving and he wouldn't be back. He also wanted to get some clothes for a few days until he could go back and move all his personal stuff out. I told him I'd be glad to. We headed for his house. It was on the mountain in a gated community near the golf and country club. The area was superb and the views were simply indescribable. We pulled up in front of a beautiful home. He gave me his gate code but it didn't work after two tries. He was about to ring the bell but my phone rang. It was Michael. "Hey, buddy, are you with Derrick?" he asked. It was very unlike this man not to exchange some pleasantries so I knew something wasn't good. "Are Derrick and his son with you?" he asked. "Derrick is," I said. "His son is at my house." "Where are you guys?" he asked. "Right in front of his house," I said. "We came by to get some of his things." "Don't go in," he said with urgency. "Get out of there. I think you know I'm not an alarmist but you need to get the fuck away from there now. Go get his kid and give me a call immediately. Before we hang up, ask him if he has a Randall Tunlaw who works for his company." I asked him and he didn't think the name sounded familiar. He said that Jack would know. Michael asked that we call him right back. I agreed to do so." He called Jack, who was working at my house. He asked about the name and it didn't ring a bell for him at first. "I have the list of which guys are on which jobs if you'll give me a second. Here he is. There's a guy who goes by Randy but his last name is Renlaw." "Thanks, buddy, "he said. "I'm not at all sure what's going on, but would you mind running upstairs and bringing my son downstairs with you? I' sure I'm being silly but I don't want to take any chances at all." He agreed to go upstairs and find Der and bring him downstairs until we got home. I called Michael back with the news. He felt the name was too close to be a coincidence. I told him we were on our way home. He said he would meet us at my house. I knew this wasn't good news and I said a silent prayer that things would be okay. Derrick's phone rang. It was his worker Jack. He couldn't find Der. Derrick told him to keep looking and we would be there in about 6 more minutes. When we got home there was no one there. We went outside and there was no sign of Der or Jack. Seconds later, we saw Jack walking out of the guest house. We both ran down to him. He said there was no sign of Der. We went back into the house. I told them to scour every inch of the downstairs and the garages and I would take the upstairs. Our search was fruitless. There was not a sign of the sweet boy. The doorbell rang and it was Michael. I brought him in and we gathered in the library. Derrick was near panicked, Jack looked very upset and I could see the worry on Michael's face. "So tell us what is going on, Michael," I said. "We can't find Der anywhere." "Well," he began, "it may be that nothing is going on. But I don't think any of you will want to take that risk." At that moment, the doorbell rang. It startled all of us but I got to the door pretty fast. I opened it to find Der, standing there alone. Derrick ran over to him and embraced him. He had forgotten the door code the boys had given him. The relief in having his boy safe and in his arms was obvious to all of us. We went back into the library. We all sat again, except this time Derrick had his muscular, football hero son on his lap. I knew he wouldn't be taking his hands off his boy or letting him out of his sight any time soon. As it turned out, our boys Jack and Bradley had taken Der to lunch with them and dropped him back here on the way to their class. Michael reiterated that things might be fine, but there was reason enough to worry and take precautions. He said David the investigator had taken the photos provided by Derrick of his wife and, using facial recognition software, had found some things. As it turned out, Savvy had only been in Vegas for about six months prior to the night she met Derrick. He had worked as a stripper off the strip, not a dealer or a model. She was involved with this Randall guy, who had moved to Vegas with her and there was some indication they may have been married at one time. They were both persons of interest in the disappearance of a building contractor in Washington State a few months before the two of them hit Vegas. Savvy was reported as the last person to see the contractor before he disappeared. The contractor had been married and had a couple of kids. He has still not been heard of. Some of his acquaintances had identified Savvy as the woman he had been having an affair with for several weeks before his disappearance. "Derrick, can you call and see if this Randall showed up at work today?" Michael asked. Derrick left the room to place the call. "Did Derrick go home last night and do you when he last saw Savvy?" he asked me. I told him Derrick and I had gone to Der's football game and he did not return home. I told him Derrick and Der had spent the night here. Der blushed a little when Michael looked over at him, but the man winked and nodded. "Randall did not report for work today," Derrick reported as he came back into the room. "Derrick, did you keep any cash in the house and do you have any insurance on which your wife is the beneficiary?" "There is a safe in the closet of the master bedroom with a little over $35,000.00 in cash. My dad always kept a stash of cash and I've always done the same. It would be easy enough to get into that little safe and she may even have found the key. It's entirely possible I could have told her where the key was when I was on a binge. There is also a life insurance police payable to her for $250,000.00. We also have a policy for a million buck on me but Der is the beneficiary. Savvy tried to get me to change it but I had said I would not. She was pressing pretty hard and it sounds like she may have tried to forge a signature or that she could have even bought other policies. It wouldn't have been hard to do when I was drinking heavily." "I didn't think Randall had been at work today," Michael said. "David has him and a woman on security video this morning in the north part of town buying a pistol and a shotgun. He couldn't identify the woman because she appeared to be wearing a scarf and huge dark glasses. I'm guessing it was Derrick's wife. I don't mean to scare you, but you can understand my concern." "Of course I can, Michael, and I appreciate it," Derrick said. "But I'm ready to go to my fucking house and kick this guy's head in and throw that bitch out!" "Dad," Der said quietly, "if you think for one second I'm going to allow you to do anything that puts you in danger, think again. I just got my dad back and I don't intend to take any chance on not having you with me. I don't mean to be disrespectful, dad, but I am begging you to listen to what these guys tell you to do. They all have your best interests at heart. I know you're angry but I couldn't stand to lose my dad. I love you so much!" "Son," the big man said, "You're right. I'm not in a place to make good decisions right now. I trust you and these guys. I'll do whatever keeps my boy safe. I haven't done that for far too long. All I care about now is what's best for my boy." Der hugged his dad and held on to him. "I think to be absolutely safe," Michael said, "it's best if Der and Derrick disappear until we locate Savvy and this other guy. David said they are not at the residence and we have no idea where they might be. I'd like to find a place no one would think of them being. Can you guys think of anyone you trust absolutely?" "Hang on a second and let me make a call," I said. "I left the room and made a call. I was back within two minutes. "I've got a place," I said. "I think it might be a good idea for Jack to take Derrick's truck and park it back at the business. I can take Der and Derrick in the Navigator the location I have in mind. The Navigator has darkly tinted windows so no one can see who is inside. If we leave here all at once there is no way we can all be followed. I think we should all take extra safety precautions till this thing resolves. I know Der and Derrick will be safe where I'm stashing them for as long as it takes to find Savvy and her gun totin' stud muffin. I don't like the idea of those two being on the loose and armed." "I only have the clothes that are on my back," Derrick said. "That's all right," I said. "Where I'm taking you, it's always clothing optional," I chuckled. That got a smile out of Michael and a confused look from Jack. The boys had helped Der unpack his clothing and had put things into Ren's room, knowing Ren would be excited to have Der stay with him. The boy ran up to grab his toiletries and a few things to wear and was back down in a flash. We were all prepared to leave at the same time. "Thank you, Michael," Derrick said, "for everything you have done to keep my boy and me safe. I assure you I will make it up to you if it takes the rest of my life." "Before we left, Derrick walked over to Jack. I overheard him tell the man he had a lot to talk about with him and a lot to make up for. Jack hugged him tightly. I got Der and Derrick into the Navigator and we took off just as the other guys left. I made certain I closed the security gate at my house and, after watching carefully, I was reasonably sure no one was following us. I would've thought Der might be a little scared and nervous, but the boy was cool as a cucumber. O think just being with his dad gave him courage. I drove directly out to the Boyd Ranch bit took the hidden lane down to Shaggy's cottage. He was not a great fan of Derrick but he'd said he would keep both guys safe for as long as we needed him to. On the phone I had told Shag I knew he was not a great fan of the man, but I felt he'd immediately see a changed man. He was skeptical but open. We got there just as Shaggy arrived. Der got his bag and we went into the house. The place looked great. Shaggy was doing some updating and the place was very nice and comfortable. He told Der to take his things up the stairs to the big loft bedroom and he greeted Derrick with a handshake. I could tell there was some tension between them, although Shaggy had welcomed his son with a warm hug. "Look, guys," I said quietly enough that Der couldn't hear. I" know you guys have a little history. I don't pull punches so I'll lay it out. Shag, I know you didn't much care for the way Derrick treated his employee who was also his buddy. Derrick has been through a lot that he may or may not choose to share. The most important things to him are making amends with his son and anyone else he might have treated badly, including Jack. I believe he is earnestly trying and I know you well enough to know that you are a man who believes in second chances. You learned that from Bill Boyd." "Rob, you're right as usual, buddy." he said. He turned to Derrick and opened his arms. Derrick went in and these masculine guys, two of the most masculine guys I'd ever known, embraced. "Derrick, I am going to tell you something," I said. "I know how you feel about your son. I think you know how I feel about my sons. I would trust Shaggy with either of my boys, anytime, anywhere. I have complete faith in this guy. He will never judge you guys. He even has a couple of good stories about the Reverend Fee that you might get him to share." I said. Shaggy went to the fridge and got a beer for me, a beer for Derrick, an O'Douls for himself and a soda for Der. "Get comfortable, guys," Shaggy said. "Mi casa, su casa, and I really mean that." My cell phone rang. I walked outside to take the call as the guys were getting acquainted. It was Samantha. "Hey, gorgeous," I said. "You just couldn't stand being without the sound of my voice, could you?" I chuckled. "Never, my gorgeous ginger god," she said. "But something has me confused. You were just in my office a few hours ago with the newest hunk in your stable, that gorgeous Derrick. Well, I had started the paperwork on the house he wants me to sell for him. Then, not even thirty minutes after you left my office, I get a call from one of my associates saying she had been contacted by a Mrs. Savannah Derrick wanting to list and essentially do a quick sale on a house at another address. The listing he gave me earlier is a nice home, but this second one is one of the top addresses in the entire city. The woman is trying to dump the house and she said she would take about a quarter of its value. Am I losing my shit or what?" she asked. "No, goddess, you're not losing anything," I said. "I'm glad you called. To make a long story short, the house you are listing - the one we discussed earlier today - is where Derrick's first wife and mother of his son have been living. Derrick has found out some nasty things and the first wife and her current husband, Captain Weaseldick, have been booted. The house is in his son's name and that is the property he wants you to sale. This second place is the house in which Derrick has been living with his current wife, Savvy or Savannah or whatever. She is an unsavory character and has some shady acquaintances. He has now left her and I have just stashed Derrick and his son in a safe place because the woman he married in Vegas while on a bender a couple of months ago seems to be not at all who or what he thought she was. Turns out she brought a guy with her when Derrick brought her home and installed her in his beautiful house up at the Ledges. We aren't sure what is going on and this is news. Sounds like she's trying to liquidate everything she can in a hurry. She and the guy who may actually be her husband or ex-husband were seen earlier today buying a couple of firearms and it turns out they are both persons of interest in the disappearance of a contractor who was having an affair in Washington State. Does that answer your question?" Oh my God!" she said. "There hasn't been this much exciting news in our town since Betty Wilson had her husband shot. If I don't call Bea immediately she'll kill me dead. This is better than any shit she's gotten chasing lifeguards at the ledges. She'll be livid I got this before she did." I could hear her howling. "Of course you can tell our precious Bea, but we need to keep it between us until l there is some resolution." "I promise," she said. "I adore you, ginger god!" I went back in and updated the guys on what Sam had told me. "Savvy really is crazy," Derrick said. "She's also pretty stupid. That house appraised at 400k when we built it when Der was only ten. Prices there have skyrocketed. That deed is also only in my son's name so there is no way she could sell it unless she's found someone to do some damned good forgery." "What it says to me is that she's desperate," I said. "She's got the cash from the safe, probably some jewelry and other valuables from the house. That's a pretty big score for a couple of small-minded grifters like these two seem to be. They're probably at least smart enough to know that leaving witnesses is not a good thing" "Oh shit," Derrick said. "My dad stored all mom's jewelry in the safe there. He said it made him sad to look at it after she died. That's probably somewhere in the neighborhood of 150,000.00, maybe a little more. Mom liked nice things and she inherited a lot from her mother. Knowing my mom, buying jewelry was probably the only way he ever got any. The good news is that there were pictures of all the good stuff in our safe deposit box. I wanted those things to be there for Der in the event he ever chose to get married or had children to hand them down to." "Dad," Der said, "I hope you know that none of that stuff means anything to me. As long as you're safe and I'm with you, nothing else matters. I'm really sorry that I kept secrets from you about life with mom and Harold. If I'd spoken up sooner, things could have changed. Granddaddy was always trying to get me to come and live with him but I just couldn't do that. I saw the way he treated you and I loved you too much to ever put up with that." "Son," Derrick said, "don't even try taking any blame in this. You've been about as perfect a son as a dad could ever ask for. I'd live in a tent in the woods as long as I had my son with me. I mean that." When I had come back in, all the guys had taken their shirts off. Now Derrick started kissing his son. The kisses quickly went from sweet to passionate. They knew we were watching and I knew the young one loved being watched. I went over and sat on the arm of Shaggy's chair. The sexy man started kissing me. Just as he got my shirt off, my phone rang again. I quickly went outside. I don't think Derrick or his son had even noticed. It was Jack, Derrick's worker. I had given him my cell number in case he thought there was anything I needed to know. He told me that the company had called. Derrick's wife had been in the Derrick office early this morning asking about Derrick's whereabouts. Fortunately, no one knew, as only Jack kept track of what jobs all the employees were on. Jack had been told Savvy appeared anxious and he was told she had been alone. I thanked him for the information. I went back into the house and things had heated up further. Der was now naked, lying on his back on the sofa and his dad had the boy's cock all the way in his mouth down to the wild pubes Shaggy kissed the boy. It was just incredibly hot to watch these two handsome men and this beautiful boy in action. Shaggy turned around and smiled at me. I watched as Derrick took his mouth off the boy's dick and stuck a finger in his own mouth. I knew he was about to finger his boy and I wanted to see it. Derrick saw I was watching and smiled as he raised the boy's leg to give me a clear view. He began to tease the boy's hole. Der's dick was twitching and jerking as his dad teased his beautiful tiny pink hole. I saw him rub his boy's perineum, thrilled with the boy's response. Der was gasping as his dad rubbed his slick taint with his wet finger, knowing I was watching him. Derrick was gaining confidence by the minute as he inserted the tip of that wet finger into the boy. We all heard his sharp intake of breath. He pulled his mouth away from Shaggy's as he moaned. "Oh yeah," the boy said. "Oh yeah." Der was moaning so much now that Derrick looked afraid he might be hurting him. I went over to them. I opened my mouth, inviting the man to put his fingers in my mouth. He gave me two and I sucked on them. I got them nice and wet and released them as I leaned in and spit on the boy's hole. It was now very nice and slick and I nodded to Derrick. He slowly inserted his index finger about halfway as the boy moaned. I leaned down close to his ear. "Keep going, dad," I whispered. "Your boy wants this." He gave him his whole index finger and we could see when he touched the boy's p-spot. He groaned and started humping, wanting his hole used. "That hot little fucker," Shaggy muttered, as he began to feed the boy his tongue again. I began to kiss Derrick as I watched him set up a rhythm with his fingerfucking. I could tell the man was feeling the boy's fucknut now and the boy moaned every time his dad's finger slid over it. "Give him another finger now," I whispered to Derrick. "He's ready." He withdrew his finger from the boy and that was not what the kid wanted. He grabbed for his daddy's hand, guiding it back to his butt. "Patience, son," I whispered to the boy. "Your daddy won't disappoint you." Derrick gave him two fingers and the boy was moaning gently as he got fingerfucked by his dad. I saw Shaggy stand up and go into his bedroom. I didn't understand until he came back to us with a tube of lubricant. He handed it to the boy's dad and smiled. "Your boy's ready for his daddy's dick," I whispered. "I'm afraid I might hurt him," the man said. "Ask him what he wants," I said. "Son, do you want your daddy to fuck you?" he asked. "That's all I've ever wanted," the boy whispered as he looked him in the eye. Shaggy started kissing him again as I went down on Derrick's thick uncut meat. He was rock hard but his foreskin still covered the cockhead. I pulled it back and wet it with my mouth and he moaned. He knelt down again and kissed his boy's pink virgin hole, then he got to his knees between the boy's legs. We knew what was going to happen and the boy knew too. He was quivering for the thing he had been waiting all his life for. His dad was about to make love to him. Derrick lined up his hard, thick cock with the boy's hole. As it made contact, the boy gasped, knowing his dad's dick was about to enter him. "Do it, dad, please," he said. His eyes were rolled back so that only the whites could be seen. He was already in ecstasy knowing what was about to happen. I wondered how many nights he had jerked off in his bedroom, dreaming about this. I kissed him and licked his neck. "Your daddy's about to make love to you, Der," I whispered. "Are you ready?" His eyes still closed, he smiled weakly. "Yes, sir," he said in his hoarse boy voice. "I'm ready. Derrick began to insert his thick daddy cock into the boy's beautiful hole. When he gasped, he faltered for a minute, fearful he might be hurting him. "Go ahead, Derrick," I said. "It might hurt a little but that won't last long. He wants his daddy in him." I watched as he inserted that thick cock into the boy. Der really gasped as he plunged it to the hilt. "Hold it still for a minute, while he gets used to it," I whispered into his ear. "He'll start moving when he's ready. He did as I instructed. When the kid began to get used to the thick cock in him, he was ready to fuck. He started wiggling his butt and I nodded at his daddy. He began long, slow strokes, almost pulling out and then quickly plunging all the way back inside him. Derrick was on his knees on the leather sofa. The boy's legs were on his shoulders. He could see the look on his boy's face as he began to fuck him with a rhythm. The boy's cock had softened when his dad entered him but he was getting hard again, his cock bouncing as his dad fucked him. Der was still gasping on every thrust. I knew he didn't want it to ever end. I knew the feeling of being filled with a hard cock and I loved it. I still had my pants on as I watched this hot fuck in progress. It was a thrill to see a dad taking his boy's cherry. I unfastened my pants and Shaggy had them off, along with my underwear instantly. He kissed me again as we watched Derrick fuck his boy. He started thrusting now, his climax beginning to build. We watched Der adjust his position. I knew that was so his dad was hitting his fucknut with every stroke. I saw the boy's cock begin to twitch and I knew he was ready to shoot without being touched. I kissed the boy as Shaggy took his cock in his mouth and got all of his hot load. Derrick was still pumping and he was ready now. We watched as his body went rigid and he groaned loudly. No one moved for a couple of minutes, Derrick's spent cock still in his son. The boy's breathing became even and we realized he was sleeping. His dad gently kissed him and carefully removed his now soft cock from the boy. Shaggy suggested his dad carry him into his bedroom so he could get a nap. We followed as the dad carried him into the bedroom and lay him on one side of Shaggy's big bed. I realized this was not the bed originally here and that Shaggy had replaced it with an extra large one. I wondered if Alejandro and Javi had joined him here and my dick twitched. Derrick noticed that and indicated I should lie down. I lay on my back as Derrick got between my legs on his knees and began licking my nuts. Shaggy was surprised because he had known the guy for a while and he had done nothing but let himself be sucked off. He sucked me for a while, then indicated Shaggy should lie beside me. Shaggy did so, his hard, uncut cock sticking straight up, his cockhead still covered by his very long foreskin. Derrick moved over between Shaggy's furry legs and began to tease that foreskin with his mouth. He was trying to retract it but couldn't quite manage with his mouth alone. I gave him a hand as I reached over and slid it back, revealing his plum-sized pink cockhead. I knew how good this man tasted because I'd had him in my mouth. Derrick went right down on that dick without hesitation. Shaggy looked surprised as this macho man began to seriously suck his cock. Shaggy smiled and gave me a wink as I moved around behind Derrick who was on his hands and knees sucking my friend. I decided to go for his hole. Without touching it, I spread his cheeks, revealing his hairy pink hole. I went straight at with my tongue. Derrick moaned, the sound muffled by Shaggy's cock in his throat. I could see Derrick giving Shaggy a serious blowjob. The boy was still sleeping soundly beside us. I now had Derrick's tight virgin hole soaked with my juices so I gave him my index finger. I stuck it right in to the hilt and he gasped. I held it still and he began to wiggle his muscular ass. I knew he was ready so I withdrew, spit on it and gave him two fingers. He gasped as I grazed his fucknut. I began to knead it and he was moaning. "Ask my buddy if he wants to be fucked," I said to Shaggy. I could see Derrick nodding his head as I began a rhythmic in and out motion with two fingers. He was pushing back against me, wanting more. "Did he say yes?" I asked. Derrick nodded again without missing a stroke on Shaggy's cock. "He said yes," Shaggy said with a smile. I grabbed the tube and generously lubricated his hole. He was moaning even more loudly now as I crammed a gob of lube into his hairy virgin hole. I then got to my feet and squatted down so that my cock was level with his virgin hole. I put the tip against his pink hole and entered him. He gasped as he was penetrated by a cock for the first time in his life. He stopped sucking for a minute. I saw Shaggy stroking his face and telling him it would be okay. I held my cock still as he calmed down and got used to the feeling I knew so well. When he began to wiggle, I began very slow in and out motions. He started sucking Shaggy's cock again as I established a slow rhythm. I gave him my whole cock then pulled it completely out. I made him beg for it then thrust back into him. Again he gasped. I started fucking the man's beautiful bubble butt. After several minutes of fucking, I felt my climax starting to build and I started fucking even faster. I was like a jackrabbit, squatting, my feet on the bed as I fastfucked this guy who was a virgin till I entered him. I felt my nuts boiling and really began to pound him. I was moaning and he was gasping. I emptied my balls into his no longer virgin manhole. He was still sucking on Shaggy as if there was no tomorrow. When my cock began to desensitize, I pulled out of him. He moaned. He wanted more so I crawled around to Shaggy and told him I believed Derrick wanted more cock. Shaggy wanted to make him ask for it. "Do you want another cock, Derrick?" Shaggy asked him. "Yes, sir," he said. "Okay, buddy," he said quietly. "Your wish is my command." He took his cock away from him. I leaned in and kissed Derrick deeply. "Are you sure you want t his?" I asked. "More than anything," he answered. Shaggy flipped him onto his back and spread his legs completely. His ass was still thoroughly lubed so he went straight to business. He bent the man's muscular, hairy legs back to his smooth chest and put his thick cock right against that pink hole. He went straight in and filled him up. Derrick was lubed and ready to be fucked again. Shaggy started pounding the guy. I had been with Shaggy and he was excellent. It was a joy to watch him pound that hole. Derrick was gasping. His thick cock was still soft, bouncing with each thrust Shaggy gave him. I leaned down and began to kiss him. I looked over and Der was awake. He smiled broadly as he watched his dad get fucked like he just had. He leaned in and kissed his dad. They were kissing passionately as Shaggy pounded that ass. I was telling Shaggy was close as he was fucking hard and fast. He began to moan. "Take that dick, man, take it all, I'm about to breed that ass," he said. I had forgotten what a verbal fucker the man was. I could tell it was turning Derrick on. "I'm about to shoot a load in that manpuss," he said. All Derrick could do was moan as Shaggy's body went rigid and he gave the man his second cumload of the day and only the second breeding of his entire life. Both of them lay still, Shaggy's head on the man's chest. Der leaned in and kissed both men. I could see that Der was already rock hard again. Shaggy withdrew his cock. Derrick moaned as if he wanted even more. I saw him reach his hand into his son's bushy crotch, finding that he was hard. He pulled his son in to kiss him. He pulled his son on top of him and I could see the man was about to take his third cock. I loved that he was insatiable. I leaned down beside both of them and kissed them deeply. I told them how much I had enjoyed it and how I couldn't wait for them to return to my house. I said I needed to run to pick up my boys. They both kissed me and thanked me. Shaggy led me into the shower and even joined me for a quick one. After I dried and dressed I walked back over to the bed and kissed both guys. I could see Der was giving his dad a slow, leisurely fuck and kissing him constantly. Derrick looked like he was in heaven. Shaggy walked me out to the car even though he was still naked. He said he couldn't ever have believed a man could change that much that quickly. I agreed and told Shaggy the guy had actually travelled a pretty tough road. I hoped they would become good friends. I told him if he or the guys needed absolutely anything to pick up the phone. I didn't want either of them leaving that house until the wife and her friend were found. He promised to make that happen. "I don't think it will be a problem with you in charge of that horny boy and a man whose sexual desires have been unleashed after a lot of years. You guys just have fun and you keep them safe. He kissed me deeply and I knew he would. I got into the car and looked at my watch. Surprisingly, I still had an hour and a half before the boys got out of school. I decided to run by the hospital to see if Meghan was still there and to check on her condition. I knew that would be the first information Kurt would want when they got home. I smiled at the thought that my precious Ren would be home again in just a few more hours. I drove directly to the hospital. I went directly to the floor. I saw the nurse we had spoken to earlier about someone notifying the child's mother whenever he dad would visit. She motioned me over to the desk. Very quietly she told me we had been right about someone on her staff notifying Fee when Meghan's dad came to the hospital. There was a nurse's aide who was a member of Reverend Fee's church who had followed his instructions to notify him or the girl's mother whenever the father or anyone else came to visit. The aide admitted it and had been fired immediately. I had not liked the woman on our initial visit. She was very apologetic that this had happened on her watch. I told her I had suspected she had been the culprit and apologized for having judged her prematurely. She was very gracious. She also told me she wouldn't be caught dead anywhere near that cult and would be glad when Meghan was discharged because the young guy has been in the room constantly with other boys and young girls. She said they had been very disruptive and she had caught several things happening in the room that were inappropriate. I confirmed that the girl was still there and that she was likely to be discharged the following day. I went into the girl's room. She was listening to music but she took her ear buds out when she saw me. "You again, homo?" she asked. "Meghan, I'm sorry you're so angry and I'd like to know what I could do to help you get past this," I said quietly. "I thought I made it plain I didn't want my homo daddy or any of his faggy friends here," she spat. "Just what is it you are so angry about?" I asked. "Your dad loves you very much, Meghan." She laughed haughtily. "He's not my fucking daddy," she said. "I told you I heard my mom tell our pastor." "Do you know who your real father is?" I asked. No, homo," the girl said. "I asked her but she wouldn't tell me that. I'll get it out of the bitch soon enough," she said. At that moment the handsome boy who was here before came in with another girl about Meghan's age. The girl went over and sat on the bed. The guy gave me a sneer and asked what I was doing there again. I knew this was Reverend Fee's son. "Meghan's father is out of town. He's coming back this evening and I knew he would want to know how she's doing," I said. "How are you doing, Meghan? "he asked in a sarcastic voice. "He says he's here to see how you're doing but I think the fag came back hoping to see my big dick. All the fags like my dick." I could not believe this boy's arrogance. "You came back for another show?" he asked. "We'll fucking give you one." The girl who came in with the young asshole looked familiar but I was unable to figure out where I'd seen her. "You're gonna do both of them?" I asked. I moved over against the wall and discretely removed my phone from my pocket. "You mind if I use your bathroom?" I asked. "Sure, go ahead, faggot," the boy said. "He's probably going in to beat off thinking about my hard cock." All three of them laughed. I went into the bathroom and turned on the video record feature on my phone. I flushed and went back into the room. "I think I better leave now," I said. "Do you have any message for your dad, Meghan?" I asked. "Yeah, tell him he can kiss my ass," she said. Again they all laughed. "Don't you want to hang around and watch me play with the girls?" he asked. I realized this guy was a serious exhibitionist. I decided to give him some rope. "I doubt there's much to see," I said. "Oh yeah?" he sneered. He ripped the sheet off the bed. Meghan was in only the hospital gown with no underwear. The boy told her to spread her legs. She did so immediately. "Your dad's homo friend wants a show, I'll give the homo a show." he said. "I bet you've never even seen a puss before, have you?" he asked me. I said nothing but continued to video. "Get your fucking clothes off, Cicely," he commanded. The girl who had come in with him obeyed without hesitation. She pulled the cotton blouse over her head. She was not wearing a bra and she seemed proud of her small, perfect breasts. She dropped her very short skirt, exposing a white thong which left nothing to the imagination. She then sat down but the boy told her to lose the thong. She did so, without any protest, exposing her smooth cunt. The boy got into the bed beside Meghan scooting her to the very edge of the bed. He then pulled Cicely onto his lap so that he was between the two girls, one who was nude and the other in a hospital gown pulled up to completely expose her small tits and the rest of her body. "Show me those cunts," he said. Both girls obeyed and spread their legs. It would have been a very erotic scene if not for the detestable asshole directing it. He began to rub them between their legs. Both of them spread their legs. They were enjoying this and this was not their first rodeo. He began to finger both girls while maintaining eye contact with me. Cicely began to rub her breasts. She was breathing faster. Meghan didn't seem to be excited but was enjoying showing off. Cicely put her hand on the boy's crotch but he brushed it away. I thought that was interesting. "You've done this before haven't you, boy?" I asked. "You bet I have faggot," he said. "I can do it to any girl in the whole high school and most of them in the middle school." "Really?" I said. "Even the middle school?" "Hell fucking yeah," he smirked. "The younger the better. I like the hairless ones but you can see Cicely here shaves her cooch. Meghan will if I tell her to." Cicely was breathing much faster now. He had his finger directly on her clit and he was fingering her to a climax. She started gasping and went rigid. He laughed at her. "Slut can cum just thinking about my cock," the boy bragged. Meghan reached for his crotch but he brushed her hand away. "Either of you ever seen his cock?" I asked. It was obvious neither had but they didn't want to admit it. "I know the answer to that," I said. "He only takes it out in the dark because it's ugly and covered with freckles. Bye now!" The boy was speechless. Obviously I had guessed correctly. Either that or he knew what his dad's pecker looked like and somehow I had seen it. I didn't care which. I had gotten some video which might be useful. And I had finally figured out where I had seen Cicely. It was in a silver frame on the coach's desk. That little bitch was the football coach's daughter. I smiled as I hit the button to take me to the lobby. As I got into the car, I gave Michael a call. I told him I had some additional video from his favorite holy family, but I wasn't sure how useful it might be. He said he would love to see it tomorrow when he came to my house. He said there had been no word on Derrick's wife but David had notified law enforcement regarding Savvy and Randy or whatever the fuck his name was. He asked if Derrick and Der were in a safe place. I assured him that they were. He then told me he had withheld a piece of information earlier. "What is that, Michael?" I asked. "You will remember I told you they were persons of interest in the disappearance of the young contractor in the Pacific Northwest? He was found a couple of weeks ago, according to David." "So he was found safe?" "Not exactly, Michael said. "He was found in a shallow grave in a wooded area with a bullet in the back of his head." "Oh shit," I said. "Oh shit is right," he replied. I just didn't feel good about giving that information in front of the kid. You can tell them if you think it's appropriate. I knew I wouldn't want Mike to be scared like that if I were in that position." "I think you did the right thing," I said. "You guys are still coming tomorrow?" I asked. "You bet," he said. "We'd never miss a skinny-dipping opportunity at the Ross house," he said. "Kiss your boy for me," I said. I knew it was only a few hours till my older son would be home. I couldn't wait to touch him and hold him and smell him. I was amazed at how much I had longed for him. I actually got to the school a few minutes early. The day had seemed so long. I realized it was because I was anxious about Stewart, Ren, and Kurt in that small plane. Just thinking about it made me queasy so I tried to put it out of my mind. I was glad to see Alejandro waiting to get Yarro. His hug felt very familiar and reassuring. He knew that Stewart, Ren and Kurt had been out of town and were due home soon. He said he and his boys were looking forward to visiting tomorrow and meeting my friend. He was very excited that Gil had just called to tell him he was approved as a foster care provider for up to six kids. He said it would never have happened without Sam pulling some strings. I again thanked my stars she had come into our lives. I told him I was so glad she had come into our lives just as I was glad that he and his boys had come into our lives. He hugged me again and I found myself crying as he hugged me. He held me until I got control. Then he dried my eyes with his handkerchief. "I don't know what's wrong with me," I said. "I know exactly what's wrong with you," he said. "It's nothing that won't disappear when you touch your boy again. I promise. We can no more live without our boys than we could live without our hearts. " "Thank you, Alejandro," I said. Our boys came charging out the door of the classroom. It was as if they didn't know whose arms to jump into first. I ended up with Yarro and Landry and Alejandro was holding Flynn. They were covering our faces with licks and kisses. Alejandro gave me one of his smiles. He loved this as much as I did. "See," he said. "We are fine when we touch our boys." I left with Landry and Flynn after bidding them goodbye and telling them we would see them tomorrow. We went by the middle school and stopped in the principal's office. She said she had just sent an e-mail to me with Ren's assignments for the weekend. She also said she was looking forward to reading Ren's paper. I was amazed this busy woman could remember such a detail about a student she had hardly met. I took my boys by Dairy Queen and we all had small Blizzards. They were both such sweet boys. I wondered what Ren was like at their age and I knew Derrick had missed so much of his own son's life. We could never get that missed time and those missed opportunities but we could make the most of the time we had together. When we got home, Jack and Bradley had just arrived. I told them we had stopped for a snack and offered them fruit salad, which they both loved. They accepted and sat down to chat while the boys went up to change, which is also known as getting naked for the little ones. Both boys told me how much they had liked Der. They said he was smart and handsome fun and they hoped to see him again soon. They had hoped he would be here this afternoon to swim with them and they asked when he might be back. I told them most of the story, adding that we would want to be extra careful about keeping the security gates locked until the bad guys got picked up. I assured them that I didn't feel we were in any danger, but that a little caution could never hurt. I asked Jack if he had heard from Rick. He said he had heard from him a lot since our visit but they hadn't talked today. He also said Rick had to attend a dinner tonight but he expected to be in town in time for the swim meet in the morning. I could tell the boy was excited about seeing him and Bradley was looking forward to meeting him. The little boys came downstairs and I took them out to the pool while the older boys went to get undressed. They joined us very shortly and we had a fun time in the pool. I kept looking at my watch. I had a weird feeling in my gut which I knew was simply my irrational fear of small planes. I tried not to let on to the boys. Jack and Bradley knew I had been edgy and they went out of their way to give me touches and hugs. I decided we would have pizza for dinner and that I would order when Stewart called from the airport. He had said he would call as soon as they landed so that should give me plenty of time to place the order and have the meal delivered hot at the time they got in. I went up and grabbed a beer and waters for the boys. I called Derrick to check on them. He sounded good. He said none of them had put clothes on since I left. When I called, he said Shaggy was getting the grill ready to put steaks on for all three of them. He said he had never been as happy and I could hear it in his voice. He said Shaggy had told him all about Alejandro and his boys and he and Der could hardly wait to meet them. Shaggy had told them the story of his relationship with the Boyd family and about Donald. "Shaggy also told me about Moose and the cum-crusted panties but I told him I ain't believing that one till I hear the words from your mouth," he said. It sounded as if there was some serious sharing going on and that made me feel good. I simply couldn't tell him the news I had gotten from Michael about Savvy's previous lover being found in the woods. "The only thing that could make this better is if you were here with us," he said. "Thanks, I appreciate that," I told him. "Let's hope this will all be over soon." The phone rang. It was a little earlier than Stewart had thought they would be getting in but I felt certain it was him. I answered before the second ring. It was Samantha. "Hello, gorgeous," I said. "Robby, honey, I'm so sorry," she said. "Sorry about what, beautiful?" I asked. "Oh honey, the plane crash..." Those were the last words I heard. A bomb went off in my head. I felt myself falling. I was trying to scream but couldn't make a sound. Then everything went black.