Date: Fri, 17 Jan 2003 16:13:15 -0600
From: J Wray <jwray000@ameritech.net>
Subject: Freeing David 10

This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to real people, real places or
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The story contains both male/male sex and power and surrender (S/M)
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Freeing David 10

When I caught up with the guys at my car, DJ and Russ were chatting, but DJ
was fidgeting. I handed Russ the keys. "Can you drive? I want to sit in the
back seat with the young'n here." DJ shot me a look that made it clear his
dad and Russ were the only guys he wanted to call him that, but he didn't
object to getting in back with me. I pulled him against me as we headed out
and asked Russ, "Does David tend to run on time?"

"Very much. When he said, 'Give us an hour,' he meant it. If he's going to
take longer, he'll call. The only hang up might be that bull."

I turned to DJ. "Lie down and put your head in my lap, Boy." He started
squirming around so he could do it and have his mouth at my crotch. I
boxed, his ear lightly, "On your back, Boy."

"Oh." His grin told me he knew what I meant to begin with. When he was in
position, I put my hand on his chest. He put his hands on mine to hold it
more tightly. With a deep breath he relaxed a little.

"Know what's happening, David?"

"My dad going off with Paul is making me real nervous."

"But your head says that's OK, right?"

"Yeah, but it's still scary for some reason."

"The last time they were together, Paul sent your dad away and you didn't
see or hear from him for seventeen years."

"Oh." He looked at me seriously. "But this is different."

"Quite. Your head knows that, but there's still that little boy in you
that's not sure."

He gave me a little smile and squeezed my hand tighter. "That little kid's
downright scared and there's a little piece of me that agrees with him."

"That's why I asked Russ how punctual David is. Give him the hour he asked
for, even allow a little extra for the bull to decide what to do. If he
isn't back by then, then start wondering where he is."

He sighed, "I'll try."

"For a while that little boy will worry every time David leaves, even if
it's just to go to the hardware store or to go to work. Knowing where those
feelings are coming from will help, but it won't make them go away. You may
want to see a good counselor about this. That was a big trauma in your
life."

"God, your hand is hot!"

"Are you feeling better?"

"Yes. Just like I always do when you do this." He squeezed my hand to his
chest again. "I think I can stand waiting for him now."  He was quiet for a
little while, then observed, "She believed all that crap, didn't she?"

"Yeah. It's too bad she trusted Simms so much." Russ answered. "She must be
a very frightened woman most of the time."

"She is. She tried hard to make me that way, too. To some extent it
worked." He squeezed my hand to his chest again. "Getting away from home
helped some, and Michael . well, he does neat things."

Russ had navigated to the bull without help, but the bull stayed in the
road. I stepped out of the car and walked toward him. He tossed his head,
so I went to scratch his ear. At that point he got up and moved out of the
way of the car.  "Go on down to the cabin." I told them. "I'll walk on down
in a bit." Russ looked at me strangely but drove on. DJ smiled and winked
as they went past.  After they were around the curve and out of sight, the
bull turned into Tony, one of the cuter members of our team. 5'8", good
shape, swimmer's build, tanned all over, 4" uncut cock when it's soft,
large balls. He's mostly hairless except for his arm pits and pubic hair,
which is brown like the buzz cut hair on his head.  He could be a teenager.

"So what are all these intense emotions I've been sensing?" Tony asked.

"People have been finding out all sorts of new information." I told him the
entire story, including the event with Mildred this morning.

"Now it makes a little more sense. There have been some really odd
combinations of happiness, anger and fear."

I also told him about the sheriff, how he'd treated DJ and about the letter
to David. "Do you think you and Matt could find out more about the guy. I
suspect David and his son are going to want some revenge after they think
about it for a while. I want to be able to offer them some satisfaction
short of shooting him."

"We'll get his full life's story. It may take a few days. We will probably
find something you can use."

"Good. By the way, David's father and his Uncle Paul are going to be coming
this way fairly soon. Let David, Sr. in. Use your judgment about Paul.
Paul did tell me a while ago that he wanted to talk to Rafe again."

"How soon?"  Tony asked. I looked at him with an eyebrow cocked. "Well, I
can probably get Rafe here in the next few minutes." Tony explained.
"David can drive the car on down to the cabin and Rafe and Paul can talk in
that grove of trees over there." I grinned.

"See what happens. Paul may panic and run, but I don't think so." Tony and
I hugged and as soon as I was out of the way he was a contented bull
again. Tony was well hung, but I think he really liked having bull
balls. They were large, even for a big bull.  I waved as I headed down the
lane. The bull tossed his head, switched his tail and lay down across the
road again.

.

Two sets of clothes were at the beginning of the path that led to DJ's oak
tree, so I stripped out of mine and walked slowly back to where DJ and Russ
were. DJ was stretched out on his stomach on a blanket and Russ was sitting
astride his butt giving him a slow back rub.  I watched for a while just to
take in the sight. David's all over tan was emphasized by Russ' lighter
skin tone. Russ was in good shape for someone nearly forty, but he didn't
work to keep his muscle definition up the way DJ did. He was taller than DJ
and David, but probably weighed about the same. They were mostly in the
shade from the tree, but beams of sunlight occasionally highlighted Russ'
red hair and created coppery highlights around his body.

After watching for a while I joined them, sitting on a corner of the
blanket. Russ smiled at me; DJ's eyes were mostly closed, but he sort of
waved a hand to show he knew I was there. The slow backrub continued, with
an occasional contented moan from DJ.  Russ' approach was very sensuous
without sexual overtones in spite of the fact his cock and balls were
resting on DJ's lower back. I admired the way David and Russ both seemed at
ease with nudity and sensuality. It was quite a contrast to how Paul and
Mildred acted. DJ clearly liked the difference. Eventually Russ moved down
so he could massage DJ's glutes, then eventually worked down each leg.

When that was finished he got up. "Turn over, Son, and I'll work on your
neck and shoulders."

"Uhhh, I'm not sure I should."

Russ swatted him on the butt playfully. "Turn over, pup. Your dad, Steve
and I all like to be naked.  That means we see each other a little aroused
or even down right hard at times. That's the way male bodies are. We don't
take it as an invitation to jump into bed."  Then he snickered a
little. "Well, sometimes your dad and I do, but that's different. Besides,
I notice you don't have a tan line, so you must like being naked, too, even
outdoors.

"Well.." DJ was a little reluctant, but he slowly turned over. His cock was
definitely plump but not hard. Russ sat down and started a good head, neck
and shoulder massage.  Slowly DJ's cock deflated back to its relaxed
state. Russ had just finished his work when a car came down the lane. DJ
took a deep breath and blew it out; he was clearly glad David was back. He
leaned up on one elbow. "Think I should tell him where we are?"

"With three piles of clothes near the path, I think he'll catch on pretty
quickly." Russ assured him.

"What about Paul?"

"I doubt if he's with him, but we'll just have to wait and see." DJ caught
my little grin as I said it. He started to ask more, but decided to wait.
Russ was right. Within a couple of minutes a naked David came down the
path. DJ stayed where he was but suddenly looked as tense as a wound
spring.

"Get up here and give me a hug, pup." DJ was on his feet in an instant and
grabbed his dad in a tight hug. David held him tightly. "Did it seem like a
long time?"

"Yeah. How long was it?"

"About 45 minutes."

"Sheesh. Russ gave me a massage while we waited, and that helped, but.."

"I know. It'll be like that for a while. It's something we'll have to work
on." DJ nodded and slowly loosened his grip. Finally they sat on the
blanket side by side, still touching.

"Where's Paul?" Russ asked. David grinned.

"There was a man with the bull when we arrived. Paul knew him and I think
it may have been the one he asked you about, Michael.  Anyway, the guy
suggested they send me on down here with the car so they could talk for a
while. Paul was quite willing. He said he'd walk down later."

"From what Michael tells me, the pup here didn't get touched much when he
was a kid." Russ observed to David. "What say we work on that for a while?"
David looked from DJ to Russ.

"What do you have in mind?"

"Lay down, Pup." DJ flopped back on the blanket, laughing. He was delighted
with his new family. "Roll over, Puppy." He laughed again and rolled onto
his stomach and spread his legs a little. "David there, Michael there and
me here," Russ said, pointing to DJ's side, head and other side. We assumed
our positions. "And now we touch him." They started by just placing their
hands on his back, holding still for at least a minute. I put my hands on
his head and did the same thing. Finally they started moving in random
patterns; sometimes they used fingertips, sometimes the whole hand;
sometimes they moved slowly, sometimes fast. DJ moaned. After a while I got
tired of just the head and moved to sit between his legs. He spread them a
little more for me, giving me a clear picture of his balls hanging down to
the ground.

I placed my hands on the backs of his knees for a while, then gradually
started moving both up and down his legs. Russ and David were expanding
their areas, too, including his head and his butt. My range was from his
butt to his feet. Each of us, from time to time, tickled his crack and ran
our fingers down to tickle his balls.  "This is great," he murmured. I
noticed that Russ and David were starting to slow down and use the entire
palm in their touch, so I copied them. Eventually they came to rest again,
and so did I. "MMMmmmmmmm."

"Turn over again, Puppy."  When David and I got out of his way he languidly
complied. He used an arm to push half over, then sort of flopped onto his
back with his arms out and legs spread. He was mostly hard and didn't even
seem to be aware of it. Maybe he didn't care now. We started the same way
as before - hands making contact, sitting still, then moving and using lots
of variations. Again we slowly expanded the areas we were touching, finally
including his cock and balls. His cock had initially deflated a little but
it filled out again when we started including it. We were honoring his
whole body, not specifically trying to get him aroused. Again Russ and
David slowed their motions and stopped; then they lay down, one on each
side, each looping an arm over his chest.

DJ let out a big sigh. Tears were running from the corners of his
eyes. "Wow!" It was a whisper. "That was wonderful. Thank you." He was
loving the catch up process.

"David?" It was a call from the direction of the cabin. Paul had
arrived. The threesome started to move.

"Stay there, I'll get him." I told them.

Russ and David relaxed again, but DJ wasn't sure what to do. "But.." he was
trying to sit up.

"Relax, Son. If he has problems with us this way, it's his problem. What's
he going to do, go get Mildred?" They all three laughed and DJ settled
back, still looking uncertain.

I walked down the path to the cabin and came out into the clearing just as
Paul approached the four piles of clothes. "Hello, Paul. We're down here."
His mouth hanging open made it clear he didn't frequently encounter a naked
man walking out of the woods.

"Oh." He looked at the piles of clothes again, then at me. "Maybe I should
go home."

"I really think you should join us, at least for a while."

"But.." He looked at the piles again.

"Don't worry, we're not having sex, we're just enjoying being naked." Maybe
it wasn't fair, but I decided to tease him a little. "You enjoyed being
naked with Rafe, didn't you?"  His mouth fell open again and he looked like
he might faint.

"How..?"

"You look so much happier than you did at the house, and I don't think all
that came just from finding David again." He blushed deep red and still
hesitated. "Come on man, get those clothes off and join us." My tone
carried a hint of command. It worked.  He slowly stripped down to his
boxers and hesitated. "Take those off and put your shoes back on unless
you're used to walking outside barefooted."  He did as I said. He took
orders well.

When he was ready, I pointed down the path. "Go ahead. It's a pretty good
trail most of the way."  I followed him to the clearing. Russ, David and DJ
were still lying on the blanket. DJ was back on his stomach and Russ and
David each had a leg over one of his legs and an arm over his back. Paul
stopped and stared. He'd probably never seen naked men just being together.

David looked over his shoulder. "Hello, Big Bro. Have a good time back
there?" Again Paul turned deep red. "Oh. Sorry. I didn't mean to embarrass
you."

I decided to help Paul out a little, then apply some heat of my own. "They
just finished a touch therapy session with DJ." I told him. "Why don't you
get one, too?"

Paul took a step back, almost running into me. "I don't . I don't know
how." He was clearly nervous.

David sat up. "Lesson time. Come on you two, give Paul some room." Russ sat
up and DJ moaned, then got to his feet, walked over to Paul and took his
hand.

"Come on, Paul. It's great!" He led Paul forward. "Lay on the blanket
between Russ and Dad." His tone, too, had an edge of command in it, and
Paul complied without any further resistance. DJ knelt between his
legs. "Want his head, Michael?" We repeated what we'd done with DJ. At the
beginning Paul was so tense it was like touching a board, but eventually he
gave in to the sensuousness. Toward the end DJ pulled his cheeks apart
slightly and exposed his asshole. It looked red and puffy, like it had been
used recently. The guys smiled at each other but didn't comment, and David
ran his fingers lightly down the crack to his balls and then back. By the
time we stopped moving our hands he was drifting on the sensations, totally
relaxed.

"Time to turn over, Paul." Russ said. Paul started to turn over with no
complaint, but then froze as he realized how exposed he was going to
be. "Relax, man. We aren't going to do anything more than we've already
done."

"Turn over, Paul." Again it was DJ issuing a command. I could tell he liked
doing that. I wondered how much repressed anger was behind it. Paul
finished the turn and closed his eyes. His cock got hard when they included
it in the touching. It was as slender as DJ's but at least two inches
shorter. His scrotum was so covered with black hair it was hard to tell how
large his balls really were. When we stopped we were silent for a while,
then Paul opened is eyes.

"Wow!  I've never experienced anything like that. Mildred.." He stopped and
shook his head. We didn't press him to continue the thought.

The sun was dipping behind the trees and someone's stomach rumbled
loudly. It had been a long time since breakfast. Paul looked at David and
grinned. "Your stomach still has a clock. Why don't I go get a couple of
pizzas and bring them back here?"

"Yeah!" from DJ.

David agreed and Russ and I didn't object. Paul took suggestions and got up
to head out.

"Want company?" I asked.

"Sure."

I got up to follow him. "Remember, we're going to need two fires later," I
reminded the guys. DJ shot a look at Paul's back. I could only guess at the
meaning. I shrugged.

.

On the trip I asked a couple of questions to get Paul talking and then just
let him ramble, giving me more insights into their household. Mildred
really did run the family, and though he felt they needed to lighten up on
the way they were raising 'Pauli,' he didn't have the courage to stand up
for his convictions. After Mildred's revelations this morning,he was sorry
he hadn't been more assertive.

I decided to throw in an observation. "DJ said he didn't get touched much
at home."

"DJ? Oh, David Jr. Right." He looked a little sad. "He never did like Paul
as a name, but Mildred wouldn't even consider calling him David." He
thought for a moment. "I guess Mildred got her ideas of how children should
be treated from the 'dear departed' Reverend Simms. She thought touching
him too much would be bad for him. I was afraid to touch him too much."

"Afraid?" I was mystified.

He looked out of the corner of his eye at me. "I've known I wanted . what
Rafe and I did for longer than I can remember. When Pauli ., DJ, was a
baby, it was wonderful watching David take care of him. He gave him baths,
he changed his diapers, he fed him. When . DJ got older they'd play games,
David would hold him on his lap, all the stuff fathers should do. When I
did any of that I'd get an erection, and I was afraid that I might . well,
you know what they say homosexuals do to little kids. I was afraid I might,
well, I don't know. I didn't want to hurt him."

"Child molesters do awful things, Paul, and many anti-gay groups claim all
homosexuals are child molesters. They aren't."

"Yeah. I know that now."  He was quiet for a mile or so.

"Why did you move to Iowa?"

"I didn't have a job and Mildred's father had an opening for me. That, at
least, was her main argument for the move. She also thought David was
having too much influence with DJ. She thought a young man giving his kid
that much attention, loving him that much, was unnatural. She argued that
moving would be better for DJ. David was dead set against the move, of
course, but the job argument won out. He still visited whenever he
could. Mildred didn't like that, either. In fact there wasn't much she did
like about David. Looking back, I don't think she even liked his son
much. She sure didn't act like a mother. I'm not even sure she likes me any
more; but we're used to each other."

He was quiet again, then observed, "We were awful parents. I'm surprised he
even touched me today." More silence. "It felt so good, too. Mildred and I
don't . haven't .." He didn't complete the thought. "I need to apologize
and ask if he'll forgive us. Or forgive me, at least. I don't think Mildred
thinks there is anything to be sorry for." He thought a few moments.  "She
may not even let me back in the house."

"Do you want back in the house?"

"I guess. It's the only life I know, and I don't know what stories she'd
tell people if I moved out."

"Would you like another life?"

Big sigh. "After talking to, . well, after being with Rafe I do, but I
don't know if I have the courage to make the change. Or the energy."

We arrived at the pizza shop and he placed the order then looked around. "I
have to call Mildred and tell her where I am. I owe her that much at
least." He looked at me. "Are you guys staying at the cottage tonight?"

"I assume so. Russ and I slept outside last night. David and DJ talked a
long time - all night as far as I know. I suspect we'll do something like
that tonight. Want to join us? The outdoor mattress is definitely firm."

"I'd rather do that than go home."

"I should warn you that David and Russ are going to do a 'Welcome to our
family' ritual with DJ tonight. You may find it a little . odd." I had no
idea what he'd think of it. He wasn't a virgin when it came to man-to-man
sex any more.

"Maybe I could participate, give them my blessing, so to speak."

"You'll have to ask them about that.  If you put it that way, I think
they'll go along with it." He nodded and headed to the phone. When he came
back he looked relieved.

"The answering machine picked up, so I didn't have to explain anything. I
said I'd be staying at the cottage tonight and would be back tomorrow." He
grinned. "She may attack the machine with a meat cleaver, but better it
than me."

.

After eating the pizzas we just relaxed and waited for it to get
darker. The guys had made two piles of wood for the fires while we were
gone, so there wasn't anything else that needed doing. DJ was snuggled
between his two dads looking very content. All of them looked happy. I had
stretched out on my back and was quite surprised when Paul laid his head on
my thigh not far from where my cock was resting. For a man who was
reluctant to get naked earlier in the day, he was being quite brazen. I
moved my arm so my hand rested on his shoulder. Finally David spoke up.

"Did Michael tell you that we were doing a ritual with DJ tonight, Paul?"

"Yes. He said you were going to welcome him to your family, and I thought
maybe I could add my blessing to it."

DJ sat up and looked at Paul. "Your blessing? You're not mad?"

"Paul . DJ, we were terrible parents. I hope you can forgive me for my part
in that. I would be . honored to bless this new direction in your life."

"Maybe you'd better describe the ritual to him, Michael." David suggested.

I looked at the three men. "Cowards." I said with a grin.  I described the
plan, and Paul got hard. He wasn't paying attention to his cock at first,
then he tried to roll onto his stomach to hide it. "I gather you find the
idea pretty hot, Paul."

"Uuuuh." He wasn't used to talking about such things at all, let alone with
a group of men. "Yeah, I guess it showed, didn't it?"

It was clear they had given the lead role to me, so I took over. "I think
it is about dark enough to start. DJ, you should be clean for this. Go do
what you need to do and take a shower. Paul, you go with him, and when he
gets out of the shower, dry him off in the most sensuous way you know how,
then bring him back here for the ceremony. And DJ, remember to bring the
stuff we'll need."

DJ looked from Paul to me and back again. He was dubious.  "In a way he's
closing a part of his relationship with you." I told him. "He will be
giving you back to your real father. He should be part of the preparation."

DJ stood up. "You're right. Come on, Paul." He had given in gracefully, but
he wasn't thrilled about it. I hoped Paul would take the chance to explain
a little and apologize again. DJ still harbored a lot of anger.

.

By the time they came back we had the fires lit and a blanket laid out
between them. I felt the presence of the tree. When we heard them coming
along the path we took positions on the blanket facing the opening in the
trees. Paul came into the light first, then DJ. Paul took his hand and led
him to stand in front of the three of us. "Paul David Perkins, I give you
back to your father and into his family." It sounded pretty formal, maybe a
little corny, but I decided to copy his format.

I looked at DJ. "Paul David, do you want to join your father's family?"

"Yes, more than anything."

I looked from David to Russ. "David and Russell , do you want Paul David to
be a part of your family?"

"Yes, very much." They said it in unison.

"Paul David, David and Russell want to mix their male essences with yours
and anoint you with it to claim you as part of their family. Paul wants to
add his male essence to the sacred mix to bless your new family group." I
hadn't been sure how to describe what I was supposed to be doing for this
whole process, when suddenly the words came to me. "I want to share my male
essence with you as a symbol of your connections to all men and to the
universe. Do you wish to be accepted into their family in this way."

"Yes, I do." He looked excited enough to explode. I held out my hand and he
passed me the lube.

"On your back, Boy."

"Yes, Sir." He moved smoothly to his back on the blanket, his knees
bent. When I knelt between them he lifted his legs and rested his ankles on
my shoulders. I put some lube on his asshole and worked it in with one
finger. That alone was enough to get me hard. Then I lubed my cock well.

"Uhhh, Michael?" It was David. He had noticed I wasn't using a condom.

DJ spoke up. "It's alright, Dad. It really is." David looked from DJ to
me. I nodded slightly. David let out a puff of air and gave a short nod,
though he still looked dubious, even scared. He'd seen too many men die.

"I know you don't know me that well yet, David, but it really is OK. I
would not place your son at risk." He looked searchingly into my eyes for a
long time, maybe a minute. Then he looked a little startled and nodded. The
tree had spoken.

He smiled. "OK, I believe you.  Fuck my son, Michael. Make him blow his
load." DJ smiled, and used his legs to pull his butt closer to my cock. I
raised up so his butt was pulled up in the air and inched forward until my
cock touched his puckered asshole. I rubbed it up and down and around and
back, mildly probing from time to time.

I watched the trust in DJ's eyes and watched the lust build. "Fuck me, you
stud." he whispered.

"I didn't hear you, Boy." I whispered back.

>From the corners of my eyes I could see the three men slowly stroking
their cocks. DJ's lust was building. His cock was hard and dripping. "Fuck
me, Sir." Each word was a little louder.

"Are you sure, Boy? You don't seem very definite about it?"

"Fuck me, Sir!" he yelled. He used his legs to pull me toward him, and my
cock sank about halfway into his chute. His eyes registered surprise, but
he knew what he wanted. "Bury it in me, Sir!" he yelled again, and pulled
me with his legs again. This time I helped and my balls slapped his butt as
I sank to the hilt in his hot asshole. He gasped slightly, but he wanted
more. "Fuck! Me! Sir!"

"You're hot tonight, Boy. I like that." I let his butt down a little and
started a gentle rocking fuck. He wasn't just hot, he was in full blown
lust.

"Fuck me harder, Sir! Please, Sir!" He pulled with his legs again to bury
me deeper if he could.

"OK, Boy. You asked for it!" I started a fast, hard fuck. Little pulses of
precum dribbled from DJ's cock each time I thrust into him. I looked up,
and all three men were keeping pace with my thrusting. David and Russ each
had a hand behind the other. I could guess where those fingers were. We
watched each other. When I slowed down, they slowed down. When I sped up,
so did they. Paul was watching it all, mesmerized, stroking firmly,
pinching a tit with his free hand. It seemed like it was only a short time
until each cock was fully engorged, each head starting to get darker.

I looked back to DJ. "Are you ready, Boy? Do you want more?"

His eyes left mine to check out the men in his family stroking their hard,
drooling cocks over his head. His eyes returned to mine, glazed with
lust. "Yes! Sir!"

I repositioned slightly so on each thrust I was hitting his prostate. I
knew he couldn't last long that way. I couldn't either. I was close. DJ
started groaning and muttering, pinching a tit with each hand. He had never
touched his cock. Then his volume began to build in time with my
strokes. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck. Me! Fuck! Me! Fuck! Me!! Fuck!! Me!!
FUCK! ME! FUCK! ME!! FUUUUUUUukkkkkkk AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh h h h h h
."

His words and the contractions of his butt sent me over the edge, and I
filled his gut with my seed, his symbolic connection to other men and to
the universe. The yells and moans of the other men reminded me to stay
upright and out of the way of the loads they were dumping on his chest and
belly. The night air was filled with the sounds of heavy breathing and the
smell of cum. Lots of cum.

When I opened my eyes David and Russ were on their knees, each using a hand
to mix the loads and spread them all over DJ. Chest, belly, cock and balls,
arms, face, even into his hair. Any place they could reach. Paul watched
for a few moments, then fell to his knees and joined in. The looks being
exchanged between DJ and his two dads said more than words ever could.

I watched Paul. He was feeling a little left out. "If you want to be a part
of their family, Paul, spread some over your heart, too." They all looked
at him.

He started to do it, then stopped. "May I?" He looked at each man in
turn. David nodded. Russ nodded. DJ waited a long moment before he
agreed. I had the feeling that if it had been up to him alone the answer
would have been 'no.' He wasn't ready to have Paul in his true family.

Paul rubbed his hand over his own heart, smearing some of the blended loads
on his skin, then placed it back over DJ's heart. Russ and David
spontaneously did the same thing, touching themselves, then putting their
hands on top of Paul's. Paul said, "I know that was hard, DJ. Thank you. At
the moment I don't really deserve your trust. I'll try to make it up to you
somehow, but maybe the only way I can do that is to become the man I should
have been all along."

"None of us did all we could have for you, Son." David said. "That's
hindsight.  At least now we can try to be the best family you could
possibly have."

"Thank you." DJ whispered. "That is what I've always dreamed of."

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Comments are greatly appreciated. They are part of what keeps all the
writers here writing. If you like it, tell me. If you don't and can provide
some constructive comments about why, I want to hear that, too.  The story
is mostly written, so suggestions for story lines are not likely to show up
in this piece, though they might be included in a later one.

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