Vince pulled the
Bronco in front of the ranch house and set the brake. Casey got out the
same time Vince did but waited for his dad to come around the truck to
go into the house together. Vince glanced at his boy and could
see the discomfort and desolation in his eyes. He knew he was sharing
his brother’s fear and pain. Vince was thinking to himself,
the situation was like sitting on a powder keg. Casey opened the door
for his dad and followed him through. He sat his backpack
containing his school work down on the hall table and followed his dad
into the kitchen. Vince poured himself a glass of juice from the
I be all right.”
“I ain’t so
sure, boy.” Vince said almost as an
Vince took a
couple of swallows of his drink and finished it. There was a major
cloud of despair hovering in the room; an air of foreboding; doom and
it! I can’t take me no more a’ this. I know what chu’ need,
boy. C’mon, follow your old man. You made me a promise this
morning I expect you to make good on, and I damn well better see them
store bought leg of mine on the front row of the chorus jes’ a tap
dance’n their little hearts out.”
Casey grinned at
his dad but didn’t say anything. He followed Vince up to the
bedroom. He helped his dad undress and helped him off with his
legs. He carefully sat them aside. Vince motioned for Casey
to get undressed.
clothes off’n you, boy, and be quick about it! Don’t keep your old man
wait’n!” Vince barked at his son, trying to sound like a no nonsense,
hard-nosed dad who was fully in control of the situation. Casey knew
better, but he loved his old man for playing the part. It only made his
dick get harder. He knew his dad rarely initiated anything between
them. He always let Casey set the pace of their
relationship. Vince would rather jack-off than force anything
between them. It was the first good smile Vince had seen on his son’s
face since they got home. It was Vince’s first sign he was doing
something right. Casey slowly took his clothes off in front of
his dad and could see his old man responding. Casey was all ready
hard as a rock from the wonderful, full, healthy, clean body smells
coming from his dad as he helped him undress.
propped up in bed with a couple of pillows behind him. He
motioned for Casey to lay out in front of him. Casey responded by
crawling upon the bed throwing his arms around his dad’s waist and
laying his head in Vince’s lap to breath in the essence of his old
man. His dad’s male odors were overpoweringly stimulating to
him. He felt like his dick was going to burst its skin. He
could feel his dad rock hard beneath his head. Vince was stroking
his head and petting him.
“Git down there
on it, Son. Take all you want from your old man. I’ll do my
best to hold off as long as I can for ya.’ Jes’ let yourself go,
honcho. Put them damn gears inside yore’ head in ‘park.’
Take all your old man’s love you can handle, boy.”
It seemed like a
dream to Casey. It was like he became separated from his body and
became an extension his dad’s. He needed desperately to become an
extension of his father; his love; his strength. Casey made love
to his dad’s big bull-like balls and sucked every good flavor he
could. He sucked each ball into his mouth to chase it around with
his tongue. He cleaned with his tongue to the base of his old
man’s sack and could smell the strong male fragrance of his hole.
That would wait for later. Casey needed other things from his dad
right now. He needed to lose himself, even if for a only a few
minutes, within a passionate bond, a comfort zone, they shared so many
He could feel
his dad’s communication though his gentle but strong, calloused
hands. He would gently rub his boy’s head and every now and then
let out a pleased or pleasurable sound to encourage him. Vince was
rarely vocal when he and Casey bonded but his boy needed to hear some
words of encouragement right now.
suck on your old man’s big balls, boy. Clean ’em real good for
'em, Son. Damn, that feels so good. My boy’s learned how to take
good care of his old man. I’m proud of my boy. Take all you want,
Son. Yore’ ole man ain’t going nowhere. He’s here for you,
boy. Take as much as you need, cowboy.”
running dialogue stirred a renewed passion and Casey began to throw
himself into the erotic pleasure of this experience with his dad.
Between Casey and Vince this sort of bonding was all about Casey.
Of course it felt wonderful to Vince, but the main focus was his boy
getting his needed fill of his love. If his boy was hurting,
Vince always knew he could move his son’s emotional love gage from
empty to full. Vince was going to hold off as long as he could to
make sure his boy got a full tank.
and making, what seemed like to Vince, endless love to his balls
and penis, his beloved son, Casey, slowly but surely impaled himself on
his dad’s cock. Casey inched his way forward taking more and more
of Vince down his throat. He’d learned to control his gag impulse
though many sessions with his old man. He would move back a bit to
breathe and then take more. Casey didn’t stop until his was
laying with his chin pressed into Vince’s hairy balls and his lips
pressed tightly against his dad’s pubs. He could smell his dad’s
pungent, clean, masculine odors as he simply relaxed, and closed his
eyes with his dad’s penis resting deeply in his throat.
He would lay
there for a few minutes enjoying the feel of his dad within his
body. Vince learned some time ago to let his boy go with
it. He seemed to need the feel of his dad firmly pugged into his
throat. Casey would ease off every now and then, and take
another slow but sure trip to the base of his dad’s penis to once again
impale himself. Vince had his hands placed on his son’s head resting
them gently. He moved them slowly down and under Casey’s neck to feel
himself stretching out his boy’s throat. He could feel and
massage his own penis while gently rubbing Casey’s neck. Casey
would moan and urge his dad for more.
sometimes repeat that action and lay impaled on his dad’s dick for
several minutes at a time. Vince knew not to rush him. It was something
he seemed to need. It would drive Vince crazy because he wanted
to ejaculate so badly, but he played mental games with himself to hold
off. He wanted Casey to take his fill of him this evening.
He needed to fill his boy with his love. He began to speak to
Casey again. Vince knew certain things to say to his boy that would
start a further passion within him.
“Ah, Case,— my
handsome cowboy,— that’s your old man’s love you be suck’n on. That’s
his love what’s filling your beautiful throat. Just know your old man
loves you, boy. Know that’s his all you’re hooked up to
there. Pull it on tighter, Son. Yeah,— ‘at’s good.
Press them pretty lips against your old man’s belly. ‘At’s
it! A little more, cowboy. Woah,— you’re almost there,
pod’na. Hummm,— there! ‘At’s it! ‘At’s it! Now
that’s snug, boy. Now you got all your old man in ya.’ That’s
what you needed to feel, ain’t it, boy? That’s a good feel’n,
ain’t it, Son?” Casey knew his dad didn’t expect a reply.
more minutes, Casey pulled off Vince and quietly told his dad he needed
to take his love. He was ready to receive his dad’s seed.
“Git up here,
boy, and give your old man a kiss first. Let your old man show
you how much he needs you to take his love; how much he needs to give
it to ya.’”
remember a time when his dad had been this demonstrative in their love
making. He could tell his dad was really worried about him. He
moved to his dad’s handsome face and gently began to kiss him. Vince
enfolded him within his big cowboy arms and held him tight. Once again
he let Casey take the lead and take all he needed. It was a kiss
for the Longhorn record book. By the time, Casey broke off from their
kiss, Vince was so ready for his son to take his love he could feel his
entire body tremble in anticipation as Casey moved down to take his
Casey could see
from his dad’s drooling penis he was primed and ready. He no more
than got his mouth around it, took one good, long, slow hit on his
dad’s dick down his throat when he felt his dad’s load traveling the
length of his shaft. He felt his dad’s hand on his head holding
him down on him. Vince exploded into Casey’s throat and
mouth. It was one of this strongest and hardest ejaculations
since he and his boy had been sharing physical love. Casey pulled
back a bit to swallow, but Vince pulled him back down on his dick for
his second and third volley. There was so much of his dad’s come,
Casey couldn’t get it all down fast enough and some was forced up and
out his nose. The smell of his dad’s ejaculate, strong and powerful,
with every breath was more erotic than Casey could handle. His
own body started to spasm and tremble. Vince couldn’t believe
what was happening. He knew he had to hold his penis in his boy’s
mouth and ride him on down. Its what Casey wanted. Casey’s hips
bucked twice and then a third time before he collapsed into a pool of
his own fluids on the bed. He had come as he wanted,— impaled on
his dad’s penis. It was over. It was done. Casey was spent.
His dad lay wasted.
deeply, sighed and laid back on the pillows. He was gently
holding his boy onto him. He knew Case would let him know. Casey
didn’t seem to want to move. Finally, Vince felt Casey’s tongue
gently cleaning him and getting deep under his foreskin to retrieve his
dad’s hidden treasures. Vince released his grip and allowed Casey
to slip off of him.
“Git chore’ butt
up here, boy!” Vince barked at Casey as he held out his big arms
to his son.
“But, Dad,— ?”
“Don’t make me
no never mind, it washes off and we gotta’ change the sheets tonight
Casey move up
into his dad’s powerful arms and collapsed as Vince poured more of his
love into his son. He stole kisses, petted his boy and told him
he didn’t need to be afraid; his dad was here and they would get
through this together. He and his brother didn’t have to take
this on alone. He made Casey feel like he was five years old
again, being held close to his huge, imposing dad. In comparison
to his small size at the time, Vince was a huge man. Now, Casey
was almost the same size as Vince; yet, his old man could still reduce
his heart to that of a five year old, trusting child. Casey’s heart,
for the moment, was at peace.
Case?” Casey could hear the mischief in his old man’s voice and
braced himself, “I could swear I watched them damn legs a’ mine jes’ a
tap dance’n on their own over their by that chair a while ago.
Damned if’n ya’ didn’t keep yore’ promise, boy!” Vince laughed at his
“I meant what I
said in the truck, old man.” Casey reaffirmed to Vince.
“I know you love
me, boy. You can’t have no doubts I love you, too.”
glimmer.” Casey smiled. “Kiss me, old man.”
another kiss of gentle understanding and bonding. Vince had
gotten his boy over another hill. He could feel Casey rallying in
his arms. He could feel his missing spirit flooding back into his body
as he kissed him. After having come only minutes before they were both
hard again. Vince reached down and grabbed himself a big ole
handful of Longhorn dick.
that’s jes’ plain nasty!” he joked, “Damn, it’s a wonder yore’ bother’s
jaw didn’t need wiring back together after riding yore’ thang.
‘At’s your granddad’s gift to ya.’ That and them eyes of your’n.”
“I’d like to
meet him someday.”
wouldn’t, Son! You wanna’ make yore’ old man git a heart
attack? Don’t never talk like that, boy. You read that
letter from my brother. You know how he is. I
guaran-damn-tee ya’ that old bastard ain’t changed a lick. He’s
still wallowing in his Hell on Earth he created for his-self, and I
don’t want you near him. I know you’re curious, Son, but trust
your old man on this one, he just ain’t worth the pain.”
“I didn’t say I
was gonna’ try, Dad. I just said I’d like to meet him.”
“I know you
would and I apologize fer gettin’ so upset. C’mon, honcho, pull
my chair over here, and we’ll go shower. We need to get us some
dinner and change the sheets. Damn, Case,— that’s a lake a’ come on the
bed. Better strip it ‘for we go to the shower, Son.” Vince
* * * * * * *
I helped my dad
in the shower. I was feeling a lot better after his injection of
cowboy love. I wasn’t kidding with my bother. It be some strong,
powerful shit. I could feel it working inside me just a’ fighting
off them scream’n green meanies of fear and self doubt. I helped
him get his legs back on, we changed the sheets, made the bed and went
downstairs to fix dinner. It was his night to cook and he decided to
make one of my favorites, his world famous Italian hamburger helper
surprise. The surprise was it always turned out just a little different
each time. He’d get creative and add something new. It was always
good. He got a really good scald on it. I was fixing a salad when
the phone rang. Dad answered.
Longhorn. It’s Sidney Wainright calling, Sir.”
howdy, Son! Good to hear from ya’ again. How’s yore’ old
“He’s just fine,
Mr. Longhorn,— ornery as ever.” Young Sidney laughed.
glad to hear that! And how’s old Sticker, Son?”
he’s doing fine. He’s keeping my ass in line, Mr. Longhorn.”
“Damn glad to
hear ole Sticker’s doing his job! He’s a fine man, Son. You
listen to that cowboy, you’ll learn a lot.” Dad advised Sidney.
“Ya’ wanna’ speak to my boy, Son?”
“If it’s all
right, Sir. Is he there?”
“Shore’ he is,—
hold on, Son. It’s for you Casey. It’s yore’ little buddy,
I took the phone
buddy, what’s up?”
“Damn, Casey,— I
really like your old man.”
kinda like a fungus ya’ can’t get rid of. He jes’ keeps grow’n on
ya.’” I laughed and heard Sidney roar on the other end.
“Listen, Case, I
can’t make it Wednesday evening. When I accepted your invitation
I forgot something dad had planned. I told Mr. Wiggins about your kind
invitation on our way home and he reminded me about dad’s plans. Can we
make it another time? How about Thursday evening?”
Sidney. Dad, Sidney can’t make it Wednesday evening. His
dad all ready made plans for them. How ‘bout Thursday?”
“Why don’t chu’
invite him over for the day. You and Dwayne are gonna’ be trying to
built that bird cage. I think you two could use some smarts and
know’n that kid it’ll come out look’n like the damn Taj Mahal.” Dad
laughed. “We can take him home in the evening after dinner sometime.
Find out from his dad what time he has to be home.”
I heard Sidney laughing on the other end.
“I heard him,
Case. He’s funny. I’m sure that’ll be all right with dad
and Mr. Wiggins. I’ll let you know at school tomorrow, and tell
your dad I just happen to have the plans for the Taj Mahal on my lap
top. I’ll bring it along. I wouldn’t wanna’ disappoint him.”
“I’ll be sure
and tell him, Sid.”
“He’s hang’n in
there. I know he’s look’n forward us gettin’ together and talking with
you. So am I, Sid.”
“Yeah, me, too.”
Sidney replied, “I told Mr. Wiggins how fond of you and Dwayne I am,
and he said I couldn’t a’ picked better friends. Look, I’ll see
you guys tomorrow. Tell your dad thanks for me and I’ll look
forward to seeing him again.”
Sid! Thanks for calling, little buddy.”
I hung up the
phone and told dad what Sidney said. He got a good laugh out of
it. My spirits were picking up. I knew food would help and
we just about had everything ready. We sat down to eat, and I ate
like a pig. I caught my dad watching me and grinning.
asked with a mouthful of hamburger helper surprise.
how you pack it away after we have a little session like this
evening?” He laughed.
“Yeah,— I gotta’
agree with ya,’ Dad. There’s just something about it that makes
me get the honggries. Thanks, Dad, I don’t think I have to tell ya,’ I
really needed that. My old man’s love has a way of centering me.
I’m a lot better now.”
dads are for, Son,— or at least, they should be.”
After I did my
homework, we watched T.V. for a while, but I soon got bored with it. I
turned to look at dad.
too?” He asked.
I’d lot’s rather be laying in bed with my old man, holding him, talk’n
to him and stealing a kiss or two.”
doable. It’s a can do. Don’t sound too damn shabby to your
old man, either. C’mon, boy,— turn that damn thing off and let’s
high our butts up to bed.”
After I got dad
settled for the night, I lay there in his arms and we talked quietly,
sealing a kiss or two now and then. I don’t remember when I drifted off
to sleep, but I woke up in the early hours of the morning and found his
arm gently thrown over me pulling me close. As I lay there
listening to my dad’s slow, soft breathing, I realized how lucky I was
to have a dad like him. How could a man, as bad as my dad told me my
grandfather was, produce such a loving man as my dad? I knew, one day,
I had to find out for myself.
* * * * * * *
Dad dropped me
off early at school the next morning. It was Wednesday morning, our
last day of school before the long holiday weekend, and I was looking
forward to a great weekend with my dad and my brother. Dwayne was
all ready there waiting for me and we watched as Mr. Wiggins’ big,
black, imposing Humvee pulled up to the curb. We could see him
with his big black Stetson pushed slightly back on his
head. He turned and saw Dwayne and I, and put his hand to
the tip of his hat in a gesture of acknowledgment. We waved to
him. I pointed to the Humvee, and gave him and okay, thumbs
up sign for his new truck. He laughed, waved as he pulled away.
! ” I said in a disgusted manner.
know. He’s so damn good look’n it’s unlawfully sinful. Ever’ time
I see him, my dick gets so damn hard it hurts, and what’s worse, my
twat twitches so bad it’s down-right painful. If that cowboy
wanted to rape me,— I’d sell tickets, bubba!”
don’t chu’ ever point a finger at me again and tell me I’m bad.
That’s jes’ plain awful.” I told him laughing my ass off as
Sidney walked up to greet us.
buddy?” I said through my laughter.
Hey, I got great news. Dad said I could spend the day with you
guys. He had nothing but good words to say about you and Dwayne,
Case. I don’t know what your dad did for him, but my dad thinks your
dad is one Hell of a man. He said as long as I was with you two
and Mr. Longhorn he didn’t care what time I got home as long as it was
before ten. What time should I be there?”
“May as well get
an early start on our project. Is nine to early?”
fine. Mr. Wiggins will drive me over. We’ll be there at nine.”
buddy,— you make damn sure, and don’t take no for an answer, you get
that big cowboy to come in for a few minutes for coffee.” I
winked at Sidney and broke up. Dwayne rolled his eyes at me about
the thought of Mr. Wiggins bringing Sidney over, and it started me
laughing again about what he said.
“What the Hell
is so funny? What are you two laughing about?”
“Ah, my brother
just said the damnest off the wall comment about your good looking
trainer when you guys pull up a minute ago. I told him never to tell me
I was bad again.”
say?” Sidney was laughing at us ‘cause we broke up laughing again.
wanna’ know, little buddy.” I assured him breaking up again.
“Hell, I ain’t
proud!” Dwayne stated. “I’ll tell ‘em.”
what he said about Mr. Wiggins to Sidney. We thought Sidney was
going to have an attack.
had much worse thoughts about him than that, believe me.” We
laughed again. Sidney continued, “You’d think living with
someone, day in and day out, year after year, you’d grow use to them
and their appeal wouldn’t have quite the same effect on you.
Wrong! My poor dick ain’t been soft since I reached
puberty!” He said disgustedly. That only set us off on
another round of laughter. “I have to lay on the bench-press in our gym
every other day with him spotting me. I can look right up his shorts
and see his horse dick and them big, bull balls a’ his hang’n between
his legs. I forget what the fuck I’m doing and drop the weight on my
chest ever’ damn time.”
Stop! I can’t hear no more!” I yelled at Sidney. I was in pain from
laughing. I checked to see if Dwayne was still breathing.
About that time
Gary Peacock and two of his regulars sauntered past us. Peacock had a
sneer on his face and was glaring at us the whole time.
them girlfriends has to be laugh’n about? Probably how good
they’s sucked each other’s dicks last night.” He said loud enough
the whole schoolyard heard him. I flashed.
Peacock! I got chur’ girlfriend right here, you garbage mouthed
faggot!” I groped my longhorn through my Wranglers so he could
clearly see the outline. Would you believe,— he looked? I moved
my hips toward him in a suggestive manner. “You’re so damn obsessed
with call’n everybody else a queer it’s so obvious you’re just trying
to draw attention away from you being a cocksucker. You’re the biggest
Goddamn faggot in this high school, Peacock. You ain’t fool’n
nobody, butt breath! The only reason them four brainless twits
follow you around is ‘cause you’s suck’n their dicks. They
wouldn’t give you the sweat off their balls, otherwise.”
I must have
struck a nerve with Peacock. He came unglued at the hinges and
started calling me everything but a good man. I just turned my back to
him and smiled at Dwayne and Sidney. He lost a lot of status from
my sharp words and planted a seed of doubt in everyone’s mind about
him. It put a noticeable chink in his authority with his buddies,
too. I almost,— not quite,— but almost, felt sorry for him.
Longhorn, if that really is your name. You and Harding are all
the time running around suck’n up to that little faggot. You
ain’t fool’n nobody neither. You three be suck’n each other
off. There’s talk about you sleep’n with you old man, too.
Now, that ain’t only major homo, it’s down right disgusting!”
I walked to him,
grabbed the front of his jacket with one hand and lifted him off the
ground. I heard Dwayne and Sidney drop their books and knew they
had my back. Each went and stood in front one of the other two of
Peacock’s pals daring them to make a move to help him. They
weren’t about to go through Dwayne or Sidney to help Peacock.
When I’m really pissed, a calm comes over me that I’m more afraid of
than my anger. Its put the fear of God in a couple of men over
the years. I held him and looked him straight in his hate filled
“See that little
man behind me, cocksucker?” I said slowly and calmly in a deliberate
voice, “He’s more man in a minute than you’ll be in your lifetime, you
filthy bag of shit! If I ever hear of you calling him a queer, a
cocksucker or a faggot again, I’ll hunt chu’ down like the rabid, foul
mouthed dog you are, I’ll find you and beat chu’ within and inch of
your Goddamn, worthless life! I don’t give a fuck what chu’ say about
me, ‘cause ever’one knows who the real queer in this high school is,—
it’s you, pussy face! As for my dad,— he’s more of a man than you
and your drunk’n old man put together; that is, if’n he really is your
old man. There’s talk around town he ain’t chore’ dad, and you
know what that makes you, Peacock? A bastard! A gin-U-wine
butt fuck’n, queer bastard! Don’t get much lower’n that, does it, fuck
face, by your own definition?! You so much as mention my dad
again and you’ll wish to Almighty God you never done it! I’ll
squash yore’ pansy ass like the worm you are! Got that, you
unholy, come drink’n faggot?” I yelled in his face only inches from
his eyes, and nodded his head once. With that I threw him away from me
like a piece of trash, with all the force in my arm. He fell
backwards and down on the ground. He got up grumbling and hurried
away to be followed by his posse. The three of us were surrounded
by all the other students patting us on the back. They were
telling us how glad they were to see Peacock put in his place. I had no
idea he was so hated by the rest of the students. I was pleased to see
they were including Sidney in our moment of triumph. After the crowd
disbursed, things quieted down a little. We still had a few
minutes before the bell for first period.
“Proud of you,
bubba.” Dwayne said softly patting me on the back. “That
asshole deserved that.”
don’t know about Peacock, but you damn sure got my respect. I swear,
those words could’ve come directly from your dad’s mouth, Case.
You sounded just like him.” Sidney chuckled. “Thanks for your
kind words, I won’t ever forget that, Case. I dearly loved
you calling him pussy face.” Then Sidney really did break up
laughing. Dwayne and I joined him.
“Ah, what the
fuck, Sidney? You’re our buddy now, you belong to us. I ain’t
even gonna’ qualify that statement. You’re too damn bright not to
understand what I mean. We love ya,’ little brother.” I
threw my arms around him and hugged him. I thought Sidney was going to
lose it for a minute, but he didn’t. I knew, as moved as he was, he
knew this wasn’t the time or place.
he gets a hug, so do I!” Dwayne jump up and hugged Sidney as
well. Sidney laughed at Dwayne’s enthusiasm, but he didn’t hold
back. Most of the entire school witnessed our bonding with Sidney
and from that day forth we were a threesome.
* * * * *
We sat together
at lunch and pretended nothing happened. We were laughing and
joking with each other. Sidney was keeping us entertain with his
stories. I could feel the more he was around us the more
comfortable he became and the more open we became with him. We
noticed Peacock was minus two of his guards. The two that were
with him earlier were nowhere to be seen. They started distancing
themselves from him. We decided his actions were probably getting
a little out of hand even for them. I worried about him a
little. He seemed like more than just your average high school
bully. I wasn’t sure, but I felt he was deeply, emotionally
troubled. He might be even dangerous. One of his statements
was really bothering me. I tried to keep it to myself, but I
quickly learned you can’t keep much from Sidney.
troubling you?” he asked.
ya’ mean?” he just looked at me and grinned.
“Yeah, I know
you too well by now, bubba. Sidney’s right.”
“Ah,— it was
jes’ something that asshole said this morning.”
“About chu’ and
your dad?” Dwayne asked.
could he know anything about me? I know you two have nothing to do with
him or his group. You’d never say anything anyway. It jes’
ain’t like you.”
“He doesn’t know
a damn thing, Case!” Sidney jumped to my defense. “He was fishing
in the dark. He’s seen how close you and your dad are. You two
never tried to hide it. You love each other too much to deny
it. You’re not overt about it but someone like Peacock is looking
for anything he can twist or pervert to his benefit. It’s a
common thing with people like him who have nothing better to do with
their narrow minded, vacant lives than to see folks who are living life
to the fullest and try to invent things, just in case, by some slim
chance, they might be right and devastate you. Did j'ever play
“Yeah, lots a’
principal. You guess where the other man has his ships, and if
you guess right, you get a hit. You sink his battleship, right!”
Sidney was beginning to make a lot of sense.
what he did. He accidentally scored a hit, but you played it
cool. You didn’t contradict him. That would’ve been the
worse thing you could’ve done. Then he’d know because of your
anger, he scored a direct hit. You just acted like he didn’t know
what the fuck he was talking about but you weren’t going to allow him
to defame your dad. I think you scored a greater hit with your
shot in the dark.”
“Weren’t no shot
in the dark, Sid.”
see.” Said Sidney.
“He don’t look
nothing like his old man; however, he looks one Hell of a lot like old
Ben Reason who owns one of the gas stations in town. There was
some talk Gary’s mom and Mr. Reason had an affair shortly after she
married Gary’s dad. I don’t think Gary’s dad can have kids;
leastwise, that’s what I’ve heard. Everyone thinks that’s why his
dad drinks so much. One day he finally woke up and realized, Gary
weren’t his son.”
“Come to think
on it, Gary does look a lot like Mr. Reason.” Sidney allowed.
“Woah! I’d say you didn’t just sink his ship you destroyed his
“Yeah, but I
ain’t real proud of that.”
times, Case, when you can’t feel that way. You can bet chur’ ass
he would’ve taken the hit if the situation were reversed. Peacock
is so damn jealous of you, Dwayne and me he’d do anything to destroy
any one of us if he could with no conscience. Our conscience is
what separates us from the animals. Peacock is, in my humble
opinion, an animal and operates without conscience. If a man treats you
fairly, you deal with him fairly. If a man attacks you like an
animal, you attack him back like an animal. That doesn’t mean you
have to stop having a conscience. Just feel bad about it
for a while, then let it go.”
“Damn, Case,— he
makes a lot of sense, you know?” Dwayne said.
does. Thanks, Sid, I appreciate that.”
friends for, Case?”
* * * * * * *
dad picked me and Dwayne up since Dwayne would be staying with us
starting this evening.
called again and asked me to bring you home, Son. Jump in. I don’t know
why she called ‘cause I told her yesterday I’d pick ya’ll up
today. She just seemed kind of anxious about something.”
pleased to be riding home with us again. Dad kept looking in the
rear view mirror at me and Dwayne. Something was troubling him. I know
him too well.
Dad?” I took a shot in the dark.
“Damn, does it
“No, I just know
you too well, Dad.”
yore’ momma didn’t tell me nothing, so I don’t know what’s going on
over to yore’ house. She wants you and Case to get your chores
done, get back in the Bronco and for us to get out of there.
She’ll have some clean clothes ready for you to take with you.”
“Yes, Sir, Mr.
“By the way,
we’ve all been invited to the Winchester’s for dinner. I think Spence
wants to talk with us some more.”
“Fine by me.” I
agreed. I loved Donna Winchester’s cooking.”
* * * * * * *
We got to
Dwayne’s place and Sadie Dunbar came out to greet us again. She
seemed okay. She just told me and Dwayne to go get his chores
done. She brought out a bag of Dwayne’s clothes and dad put them
in the back of the Bronco.
“I decided to
leave for my sister’s as soon as Brad gets home this evening,
Vince. I wasn’t gonna’ leave ‘til tomorrow afternoon; however,
she’s had a turn for the worse and they need me. I just want you to
know how much I appreciate you taking care of Dwayne this
weekend. If something happens and I can’t get back right away
would you mind keeping Dwayne at your place.”
better’n that, Sadie. Of course, I’ll take care of Dwayne for you
as long as it takes. He’s got a second home over there with Casey
and me. You don’t never have to ask, Sadie. We’re glad to have him.
He’s a good boy.”
I knew I could count on you. Can’t say that about a lot of folks these
days. I don’t know what Brad’s gonna’ say when I tell him I sent
Dwayne over to your place for the long weekend, but I’m gonna’ tell him
tonight when he gets home. I’d just as soon Dwayne be over there
with you and Casey. I don’t know why, but I just don’t feel comfortable
leaving him with Brad for tonight or the weekend. I guess Dwayne
told you he had a fit last night about some damn thing he thought the
boys didn’t do right. Dwayne apologized and ran right back out
there to do it again. Brad followed him out there to make sure he
got it right. Dwayne wouldn’t tell me, but I think he and Brad
had words. I’m afraid my boy’s pulling away from me, Vince.
I can’t get him to talk to me anymore.”
Dwayne didn’t say a word to me about anything. Maybe he told Casey? I
don’t know, I ain’t had time to talk with the boys. They didn’t
say much on the way here. They were just thrilled they were gonna’ get
to spend the weekend with each other and their buddies. We’re stopping
by the Winchester’s for dinner. They love Dwayne, too. He’s
always welcome when we get an invite to their place for dinner.”
people, Vince. Spencer and Donna’s been good to me and Dwayne.”
Dad told me
later, he came within a hair’s breath of telling Sadie what was going
on, but he just couldn’t. Sadie had so much on her shoulders
right then and he didn’t think it would be the right time to tell
her. Dwayne would be safe with us for the weekend. Well,—
safe with dad,— I couldn’t guarantee his safety with me. I was secretly
planning on lovingly raping my bubba.
Dwayne’s chores, he checked everything twice and was sure everything
was done perfectly to the Colonel’s expectations. Sadie told
Dwayne goodbye. She hugged and kissed him.
“You be a good
boy, and mind Vince, ya’ hear? You be good to your brother, too.”
That surprised Dwayne and I. Sadie never referred to me as
Dwayne’s brother before.
mom. I love you.”
“I love you,
too, Darlin.’ Now, go! Ya’ll git on out a’ here.”
I could tell
Mrs. Dunbar was worried. She didn’t try to hide her urgency in
getting us out of there.
* * * * * * *
We didn’t run
into the Colonel when we left. Since the Winchester’s lived the
opposite way on the ranch road we wouldn’t run into him there either.
We had to pass back by Dwayne’s on the way home, but by that time the
Colonel would be home. He wouldn’t see us anyway in the dark.
We arrived at
the Winchester’s and Spencer must have been expecting us because he
came bounding down the front steps again to welcome us. He had a
huge grin on his face and went to dad first. Nothing would do but
a big bear hug and a buss on the cheek. Dad returned his
enthusiasm. Dwayne was next and got the same treatment. It
was my turn next, and I was really glad to see the old man again.
He had become sort of security blanket for me, Dwayne, and dad.
His genuineness was catching. We all found our spirits lifted by
his unrepressed love for the three of us.
gentlemen. C’mon in! He invited.
We walked into
the big house and dad gave Spence his hat to put on the hall
table. Dwayne and I weren’t wearing our hats. We’d just gotten
out of school and didn’t have time to get them. Dwayne had his in the
truck but since I wasn’t wearing mine he didn’t put his on.
came from the kitchen and greeted us warmly with hugs and kisses.
She remarked how well my dad was looking. He was looking pretty
damn good lately. I think it had something to do with the evening we
had together last night. I certainly felt lighter on my feet and more
at peace with the world. Donna went back to her kitchen and
Spencer ushered us into his office/study and closed the door.
Dwayne and I took the couch again and dad sat in the same, large,
comfortable, leather, wing back chair he sat in the last time.
Spencer got a glass, some ice from a small fridge in his office and
poured himself a couple of fingers of Scotch.
gentlemen? You men have a long holiday weekend coming up,— you
looking forward to it?”
I looked at
Dwayne and he nodded for me to take the question.
forward to the break, Mr. Winchester, but we’re sort of uneasy about
what’s going on at Dwayne’s place.”
“Vince told me
Sadie gave her permission for you to spend the weekend with Vince and
Casey.” He spoke to Dwayne.
“Yes, Sir, Mr.
Spence looked at
“She moved up
her departure for her Sister’s from tomorrow afternoon to this
afternoon. She told me she was gonna’ tell the Colonel this
evening she gave Dwayne permission to stay with us all weekend, but I
agreed to bring Casey and Dwayne over to do his chores every
afternoon. She said something about Brad getting on Dwayne’s case
last night and said he ranted and raved for a couple of hours.
Dwayne didn’t say anything to me about it. Did he talk to you
about it, Case?”
“I didn’t tell
nobody, Mr. Longhorn. I’m just so embarrassed at what’s going on
I don’t want to cause no trouble for nobody.”
what he wants you to think, Dwayne. He’s brainwashing you, Son,
to make your believe you’re a bad boy. He’s got you thinking
you’re a bother to everyone, so you don’t tell anyone because you don’t
want to be troublesome. You’re not a bad boy, Dwayne.
You’re a damn good boy, Son. We’ve got to do something about this
pretty damn quick. Any suggestions?”
No one said
talk about it. I know we’re meeting a little earlier than we planned,
but maybe that’s a good thing. What we talked about the other
night should still be pretty fresh in your minds. Do you know if
the Colonel has the long weekend off, Dwayne?”
“I think he
does, Mr. Winchester. He said something to me about having me to
himself for four days. I didn’t tell him about mom giving me permission
to stay with the Longhorns for the weekend. I thought that should
be up to my mom.”
“What happens if
you go back over there to do your chores tomorrow and he orders you to
not go with Vince and Casey ‘cause he wants you to stay there with him?
Who will you obey, him or Mr. Longhorn?”
because my mom left me under his supervision.”
good, Dwayne. Okay,— what if he tells you, he’s your step-dad and
you damn well better do what he tells you?”
“He’s not my dad
and marriage to my mother don’t give him control over me if it’s her
choice to leave me in someone else’s care.”
“Humm, have you
been thinking a lot about this, Son?” Spencer smiled at Dwayne.
waking minute since Mr. Longhorn got my mom’s permission yesterday for
me to spend the weekend with them; however, to be honest, my mom told
me that. She told me to tell him that if he orders me to stay
there with him.”
“That’s good, at
least she realizes the Colonel has no legal say in what you do or who
she leaves you with. Well, I thought I was gonna’ have to explain your
position to you, but you seem to have a pretty good grip on who you
should listen to if he tries to get bossy and control you.”
ain’t gonna’ be by himself. I’ll be there with him and so will
Casey. An adult will have a lot more leverage against the
Colonel. I’m not the least bit afraid or intimidated by Brad
Dunbar. He pulls his pants on one leg at a’ time, jes’ like the
rest of us. However, Sadie didn’t just give her permission, she
asked me personally, if I would accept Dwyane into my care during her
absence. She expressed her concerns about the relationship
between her husband and her son. She further asked me this afternoon if
she had to stay longer than she thought if I would take responsibility
for Dwayne’s care until she returned. She was worried and didn’t
wanna’ leave him with the Colonel. She couldn’t wait for us to
get out of there so we wouldn’t run into him.”
pretty heavy, Vince. It,— uh,— also gives you stronger legal
footing to throw at him if he gets adamant. If he should threaten
violence, protect yourself but don’t start nothing. Casey’s got a
cell phone, have him call the sheriff immediately. You have legal
grounds for keeping Dwayne and there’s not a Goddamn thing he can do
about it. Okay,— I think that takes care of one of my
concerns. Have you thought about what we talked about last time,
“Yes, Sir, Mr.
Winchester, a lot.”
“And did your
brother take you by the hand and lead you through your final
door?” Mr. Winchester asked somewhat rhetorically. He all
ready knew the answer. Spence smiled knowingly at Dwayne. Dwayne
blushed and looked at me.
“He sure did,
Mr. Winchester, and it was wonderful, Sir.”
“Then you were
able to understand the difference between what the Colonel’s doing to
you and what your brother shared with you?”
difference in the world, Mr. Winchester. I love my brother and what we
shared was because we wanted to. He didn’t have to if’n he didn’t
want to. I was willing to be his buddy without that. Likewise, I
had a choice in the matter. However, ever’ time I’m around the
Colonel my ole dick acts like it’s got a brain of its own. I keep
a hard-on most of the time around him. I try’n stay away from him as
much as possible, but when he yells and screams about something I done
wrong, I run down to the barn and try to do it right. He follows
me down there and tells me what a no good little faggot I am. He grabs
me and kisses me hard while he reaches down to feel my crotch. I
don’t understand why he kissed me if’n he don’t love me? It don’t make
no sense to me. When he finds me hard as a rock he pushes me away
from him, like I was a piece of trash. I fall down, he laughs at
me, calls me a filthy little queer, and that’s after HE kissed me!
“See, just look
at chu’!” he tells me, “You know you want me, you little cocksucker.
Why? ‘Cause I’m a man! A man who takes what he wants and I’ll have your
ass to take for four days this weekend. You never will be a man,
boy! The closest you’ll ever get to becoming a man is to be a
slave to a man like me who’ll take pity on your queer ass and let you
suck his man-juice out of him so you can feel like a real man for a
little while. After a while, you’ll want more and more so you can
feel like you’re a man like him, but you won’t ever be a man, you
faggot, without his dick to suck. I’m really look’n forward to
this weekend. I’ll have four days to keep you tied up in the
barn. I may even bring you home a treat. I got a big, black
recruit who has a cock on him that’ll fill that queer tank of yours for
damn sure. I’ll bring him home and let him fuck you for an hour or
more. Would ya’ like that, faggot?” I wouldn’t answer him,
but he kept yell’n at me ‘til I did. I told him, yes, sir.
Anything to get him to stop yelling at me. I’m still confused,
Mr. Winchester. He’s right, I do want him, even if he’s a no good
rotten son of a bitch. Why do I still want it with him,
Sir? I don’t want him to have that control over me no more, Mr.
Winchester. One thing I realized this week, more than ever, I
need yours, Mr. Longhorn’s, and Casey’s help; oh yes, and someone
Dwayne turned to me asking if I would explain Sidney to Mr. Winchester.
“The night my
brother and I spent our first night together, we had a similar dream
about our little buddy at school, Sidney Wainright. In our dreams
he was helping us with something, but we couldn’t quite figure out
what. He’s coming to our place tomorrow to spend the day with
Dwayne and I. He knows about us anyway. You can’t hide much from
that kid. He took one look at Dwayne and I yesterday and just
knew. We’ve covered his back on a couple of altercations he’s
gotten into at school and today he covered my back. He may be small,
but take Dwayne’s and my word for it, he’s not to be messed with.
We watched him cold cock ole Skipper Davis and he ain’t never laid a
hand on Sidney. You know how big ole Skipper is. We just decided
to tell him everything. Maybe he’ll have some idea how to
help. He’s a smart kid, Mr. Winchester.”
“Yes, there’s no
telling how intelligent that boy is. His dad’s brought him to me a
number of times and his trainer as well.”
Dwayne looked at
me and rolled his eyes. I broke up laughing.
“I see you men
think the same as most folks about Sidney’s trainer. Y’ain’t alone,
men. Holy crap, what a man that cowboy is!” Mr. Winchester winked
at my dad like they shared a common secret about Mr. Wiggins. “Anyway,
I think that’s a wonderful idea. Do you men feel like you can trust
“There ain’t a
soul, other than the three men in this room, I’d trust more’n him, Mr.
Winchester.” I declared.
“Ya’ll plan on
telling him tomorrow at your place?”
“You can trust,
Sidney, men. Ain’t a finer boy in these parts. He ain’t only
intelligent, his dad and Sticker Wiggins has raised him right. He
has a good strong heart and keen sense of right and wrong. You can’t go
wrong by befriending that young man. Now, Dwayne, remember we
talked about addiction?”
“Son, it’s easy
for any person, male or female, to get addicted to another
person. They don’t even have to love them. I know that sounds
weird, but it’s true. Physical addiction to another person is as
difficult to break as any other addiction; maybe more. It’s easier for
men to become physically addicted because that’s the way nature planned
it so a man and a woman would stay together. Only thing is, it
works for two males or two females the same way. What he’s doing is
making you become physically addicted to him. There ain’t no love to
it! When he kisses you it’s because he wants to reenforce his control
over you. Believe me, Son, don’t entertain the idea it’s to show
you his affection. It’s far from that. The man don’t love
you or he wouldn’t be treating you like he is. You don’t treat someone
you love like that, Dwayne! I want you to keep one thing in the back of
your mind. When you get all hot and bothered, your dick gets hard
because of him and his crazy talk;
been fuck’n with your brain as well as your body long enough to cause
this addiction. It ain’t your fault, Dwayne. You say you
wanna’ break free, so the only thing now is to figure out how you can
go about it. You ain’t alone, Son, we’ll be with you every step of the
First of all you
have to decide what you want to accomplish. I don’t think telling
your mom is going to do it. At this point, he probably has her
just about as brainwashed as you. His approach to her is a little
different, but essentially has the same result. He gets her to
think the way he wants her to. He’s probably been bending her ear
day and night with a constant barrage about how irresponsible and what
bad a boy you are. He might even be telling her you’re a pathological
liar and you’d tell a lie when the truth would do more good; and, other
shit like that! He’ll tell her he can’t stand a liar or someone
who perverts the truth. He’ll hammer home, over and over again how
irresponsible you are, and he won’t stop until he convinces her.”
“Well,” my dad
spoke up, “I can verify that. Sadie told me he moans and groans
bitching to her about what a bad boy Dwayne is, he’s irresponsible and
Brad’s gonna’ have to shape his ass up. She just chalks it
up to his military background. She thinks the Colonel is trying
to run their home like a boot camp and Dwayne is just another one of
his recruits. However, I think it’s beginning to get to Sadie
with all she has on her plate right now with her younger sister dying
“So, his next
step is to close off your mother from you, so if you got really
desperate and went to her, he could claim you’re a liar, you’d do
anything or say anything to get rid of him because you refuse to let
him make you into a good little soldier. You been fighting him
every step of the way, and it’s time for her to make a decision. He’ll
have all kinds of examples of things you’ve said or done to prove his
point until Sadie will begin to wonder if you really are a good boy or
not. At that point, she’ll probably give him the benefit of the
doubt. She’ll give him free reign over you and probably tell you it’s
for your own good; exactly what he will have told her to tell
you. From there on, he's home free; he’s got you where he
Winchester,— why would he go to all this trouble? Surely he couldn’t
hate me or my dad that much he’d want to do this to me. Doesn’t he love
my mother? I’m her only kid. He knows how much I mean to her. If
he loved her he wouldn’t be doing this to someone she loves as much as
me. I know my mom, Mr. Winchester, she wouldn’t have married him
if she didn’t think he really loved her.”
he’s what we call in psychological terms a sociopath. He will do
anything, say anything, be anything to anyone to get what he
wants. A sociopath has no conscience who they hurt or destroy to
accomplish their objective goal no matter what it might be. Over the
weekend I want you and Casey to look-up the word ‘sociopath’ on the
internet and learn all you can about it. Get Sidney to help.
That’s right up his alley.”
wrote the word on a note pad and handed it to me. I took it from him,
folded it and put it into my shirt pocket.
Dwayne, I thought a lot about his actions and something’s not right.
There was something we were all missing. Just wanting to get back
at your dad or make you into his sex toy isn’t enough to explain his
actions. Like you said the last time you were here, he could probably
make you into his sex toy more easily by showing you some genuine
affection. He could have you eating out of his hand with a
minimal amount of investment on his part. I got to thinking about
a movie we watched recently where there was a lot of international
intrigue and one of the characters kept saying, ‘follow the
money.’ Follow the money in your case, Dwayne. Vince, what
do you think the Dunbar ranch is worth on today’s market?”
“I’d say from
half to three-quarters of a million. The way California land values are
rising every day it’s hard to keep track.”
was to happen to your mom who would get the ranch, Dwayne?”
“I would,— he
wouldn’t! I think mom had an agreement drawn up before they got
married. I think he signed it understanding if anything happened
to her he wouldn’t get the ranch, but I would.”
“Are you sure
about that, Dwayne?”
Mr. Winchester. I ain’t positive, but I know there was talk about
it. I overheard them.”
“But, you’re not
a hundred percent sure Sadie went through with it?”
“Naw, Sir. Ain’t
never talked to my mom about it. Didn’t never think about
it. I figure it was her business as an adult, and it was
something I didn’t need to know.”
assume she did, and if anything was to happen to her, you’d get the
ranch. What if you were, somehow, removed from the picture? Say,
you disappear and are never heard from again?”
There was a
silence in the room that was deafening. I could hear a ringing in my
ears. My dad sucked in air like he hadn’t even considered that
God!” Dwayne uttered quietly. “Why didn’t I see that?”
he’s got you worried about other things. He’s keeping you busy
fighting for your very existence. That’s the way sociopaths
operate; that’s the way they do things. They subvert and confuse.
They get everything in place, then move in for the kill. Look
what he’s doing? He just about got you convinced you’re
worthless. He knows it’s only a matter of time before you break
and give into his demands. Then he really starts in to shape you
like he wants you. He brainwashes you more and more until you’re ready
to become any man’s slave, and— he sells you. You’re never heard
from again. He keeps your mom around for a while until the smoke
clears then something mysteriously happens to her. He’s her husband,
you’re nowhere to be found, he gets the ranch. It’s a little more
complicated than that, but you get the picture.”
“That rotten son
of a bitch!” Dwayne said under his breath.
“Wait a minute,—
is that anger I hear coming from you, Son?” Spencer Winchester
stared at Dwayne and then smiled. He’d made his point in spades.
Dwayne looked at dad and me and smiled sheepishly.
“Damn right it
is, Mr. Winchester!” He replied with considerable conviction.
Dwayne! Remember what that cowboy sit’n in that chair told you the
other night, be very angry, Dwayne! Your step-dad is a monster!’
another silence and somehow I knew Mr. Winchester was going to end this
meeting on that note. He wanted Dwayne to go away thinking about
what he told him.
gentlemen,— that’s enough for tonight. I think I managed to get
everyone’s adrenalin pumped to a level of action. So let’s meet
again soon and I want you all to consider actions and
consequences. If we do this or do that, what will be the possible
outcome. It’s not only you we have to think about, Dwayne.
We have to consider your mom and actually what we want to see happen to
your step-dad. Perhaps, next time, we’ll have another member of
our rescue group?” He asked looking at Dwayne and I.
invite him, Mr. Winchester. I think Dwayne and I would like for Sidney
to be included.”
“I agree. That’s
fine. If we meet here, of course he’s welcome to join us for dinner as
well. We’ll be glad to have him. Dwayne, I think Vince will agree
with me, you’ve come a long way from the confused, frustrated young man
who sat there several days ago.”
“No doubt about
it, Spence. I told him the other night I was proud of him for
facing his demons and I still am. We’ll get through this together, Son.”
* * * * * * *
When we left Mr.
Winchester’s study to go in for dinner, there was nothing more said
about the subject. Dwayne was more open and happy at dinner than
I’d seen him in a while. Even dad noticed. Of course, my old man
don’t miss much. On the way home we passed back by the Dunbar
ranch. My old man knows how to make the best of a bad situation
with a bit of humor.
“On the count of
three, cowboys,— a salute to Colonel Jar-head! One, two,
three!” And, in unison, we all shot him the bird.
End of Chapter 9
~ Texas Longhorns
Copyright 2005 ~