Date: Wed, 3 Aug 2016 19:32:46 -0400
From: strike1463@aol.com
Subject: city boy farm boy chapter 49

The usual disclaimer applies.  This is intended for adults over the age of
18, and may not be reproduced without the author's written permission.
This story contains sex between consenting teens and family members and
takes place on a farm so use your imagination.  Yes, you read that right,
and this chapter gives some graphic details on that.  So if that offends
you, do not read any further!  Enjoy!

***** - He stayed with us for a while.  Kneeling there, stroking his hands
over our young bodies.  Bear had fallen asleep, and I was fighting to stay
awake.  My last memory was of dad kissing my head.

"I love you son."

Chapter 49

I woke at my normal time, half past dark thirty.  I showered quickly,
washing last night's funk off my skin.  I donned a fresh pair of undies and
headed out to the kitchen for coffee.  I was lost in thought, staring out
the small window over the sink.  The sky was just lightening up, and I
could see the dark storm clouds looming in the distance.

As I waited for everyone to wake up, I set to cleaning the house.  Bear was
the first to stagger out, his cock swinging back and forth over his balls.
For being a true farm boy, he didn't do mornings well.  His eyes mere
slits, his hands feeling along whatever they felt, leading him to the
kitchen.  I joined him, leaning back against him, his strong arms wrapping
around me as he slowly woke up.

We were discussing the plans for the day when my dad joined us wearing some
briefs that seemed a bit too tight for him.  He stopped and looked down
when he saw us both looking him over.

"Yeah, I don't think these are mine," He commented.  He moved his fingers
in through the leg holes, adjusting the fit, and rubbed his bulge.  "Nope,
for sure these are someone else's.  Funny thing is, I got them from my
suitcase, so I think they might be a pair of your old ones.  Maybe they got
mixed up in the laundry back home."

"Ain't nothing hotter than wearing your son's undies, huh, dad?"  Bear
spoke up as he snapped the waistband of the pair I was wearing.  We laughed
as my dad turned bright red, knowing he'd been found out.

"Not as hot as wearing the ones I used to find with a fresh load of spunk
in them."  He calmly poured himself a cup of coffee and moved opposite of
us, leaning on the counter.

My cock hardened as I thought back to shooting off a load in my underwear.
How I'd cum, then just toss them on the floor, never giving them a second
thought.  Now imagining my dad finding them, and him putting them on.  My
cock throbbed as I thought of him getting hard and maybe even cumming in
them, his load mixing with mine.

Bear motioned for him to come closer.  My dad silently obeyed, moving to
stand in front of me.  Bear skillfully released my boner and stuck my head
through the fly hole of the briefs my dad was wearing.

I could feel my head rubbing my dad's cock as Bear stroked my shaft
quickly.  I didn't think it possible, especially after the ball draining
sex we'd had last night, but I was soon shooting a hot load of my boy juice
all over my dad's cock and balls.

Bear left my head in dad's undies and pulled the waistband back.  We all
peered down and watched as my cock leaked the last few drops of my cum onto
my dad's throbbing shaft.  My cum covered him in it's white, hot gooeyness.
Bear manipulated my cock so my head stroked my dad's cock and very soon his
cum was mixing with mine.

Bear moved from behind me, now standing beside us.  I held my dad's undies
open as Bear stroked his cock over the opening.  We all watched as he soon
added his load to the cummy mess, that now soaked my dad's crotch.  My dad
stepped back, my cock pulling free of his undies, our mixed load of cream
seeping through the white fabric, dripping to the floor.  I could not
resist, and dropped to my knees, mashing my face to his tight crotch.  My
mouth began sucking the taut fabric, sucking the still warm ball juice
through it.  My dad's cock had softened and never re-hardened, but still, I
sucked and licked all the musky goodness I could.

When I had cleaned him as best I could, I switched to Bear's monster cock,
which throbbed in its semi hard state.  I suckled his head first, savoring
the last bits of cum from his slit.  I then looked up at my dad as I slowly
slid Bear's entire length into my mouth and throat.

My plan was to blow my boy and make him cum again.  Putting on a show for
my dad, but Bear pushed me off his cock, saying we had work to do and fun
time would come later.  I knew he was right and stood so we could all get
dressed when my dad took my cock in his hand, leaning over.

"Yes, chores first, then fun, but someone needs to be cleaned off first."
He quickly sucked my cock, his lips pushing my skin back as he took me in
his mouth.  I let out a deep groan as his tongue swirled around my pole,
but as soon as I was fully in his mouth, he pulled back.  "OK, you're
clean."  He kissed my cock head and then repeated the kiss to Bear's cock.
Standing up he smacked our butt's and to us to get a move on.

We had our chores done in no time, dad helping us as we went.  When we were
finished, dad headed to my sister's place, Jacob, and Damien heading into
town.  This left Bear and me alone, for the first time in a long time.

Where all the chores were finished, we waited for all to leave, then headed
down into the tunnels.  We soon found several side tunnels we had not
discovered before.  Several of these dead-ending, and others leading to
small rooms.  Most were empty, save for litter and debris strewn about the
floor, but one contained several wooden crates and a large locked trunk.

Searching through the smaller crates turned up nothing but more trash.  It
appeared as if mice or rats had found them and chewed the contents into a
comfy home.  Turning to the trunk, we examined the lock.  Yeah, this was
nothing new for sure.  It was huge, and the keyhole was definitely for a
large key.

"I saw some hacksaw blades, up in the hay room, in that old tool chest of
Mr. Paul's," Bear said standing up and heading out of the room with the
only flashlight.

"Wait, don't leave me down here in the fucking dark," I squealed a bit too
girlish, quickly clearing my throat.  Bear broke out laughing.

"Oh my god, you sound like a little queer boy!"  He continued to laugh as
he shut off the flashlight.  "EEK, eek!  No, please don't turn off the
light!"

"Oh fuck you bitch," I grunted as I felt around for him.

"Are ya scared some boogie monsters gonna come a git ya?"  I spun, trying
to find him by his voice.  "Fraidy cat!"  I spun more listening for his
feet to shuffle.  "Big bad monsters gonna get ya and rape ya.  Shove his
big fat cock up yer tight sweet hole."  There was a loud crash, and
suddenly Bear was shoved against me, knocking both to the floor, his crotch
ramming against my ass.

Never one to miss an opportunity to grind on me, Bear shoved his quickly
hardening cock against my jeans encased ass.  He pressed his lips to my
ear;

"You OK baby?"  His crotch slowly grinding on me.

"Mmhmm.  Yeah, I'm good."  I felt his hands slide along my sides as his
upper body lifted from my back.  He hooked under my shoulders and roughly
flipped me over.

"Good, cuz the big bad monster man is gonna claim his prize."  Now it was
my turn to laugh.

"Monster, MAN?  Where?  You?"  I cackled with laughter, knowing for sure he
was less than pleased.  "Boy, maybe, but man?  MAN?"

His movements were fast, and I heard the unmistakable sound of his zipper
being yanked down.  I opened my mouth to laugh harder and was happily
surprised as he shoved his big cock into my mouth.  He continued to stuff
his meaty cock into my mouth, holding himself up with one hand, while the
other struggled to shove his jeans down.

I reached up and tore open his shirt, the plinking of busted buttons,
echoing off the walls of the little room we were in.  Grabbing his shirt
tails, I yanked his hips down taking his entire cock into my mouth, his
already tight balls, resting on my chin.

"Easy tiger," Bear cooed to me.  "Ain't but one aggressor here and it ain't
gonna be you."  He lifted his hips up and pulled his cock from my mouth
with a loud sucking pop.  He then lowered himself just enough to let his
tip brush my lips, pulling back as my lips tried to get more in my mouth.
"Ah, ah, ah.  I ain't gonna make it easy for ya."

I struggled against him as he asserted his dominance over me.  Well, OK, I
play struggled is more like it.  I loved him even more than I already did
when he was this way with me.  He knew it too.

"Please baby," I begged, "lemme suck your cock."  I whimpered softly as he
continued to tease me, dancing his cock tip on my lips.  I felt his slit
dragging, opening as he did.  His pre, drooling out and painting my face in
the pitch blackness.  Then without warning, he was up on his knees, his ass
on my crotch.

His fingers tore at my shirt, ripping the cloth from my body.  I heard it
flutter away as he tossed it somewhere in the dark room.  Next, he was at
my feet.  My boots, roughly pulled from my feet, thudding against a far
wall.  Socks, gone.  Belt, unbuckled and tossed away.  His fingers dug at
my jeans, ripping them open.  He stood and lifted my legs up, stripping the
tight denim off.

I pulled my feet from his hands and sprang to my knees.  I felt his legs
and how his jeans were around his thighs.  I began tugging them down, hi
hands on my bare shoulders for balance.  I felt his cock slapping my face
and struggled to get it back into my mouth.

His strong hands clasped my head as he jammed his steel hard cock down my
throat.  His jeans gone, I now worked at his boxers, his cock sticking out
the fly hole.  I struggled with what to do, wanting him naked like me, but
not wanting to let his cock out of my mouth.

We must have shared this thought, as his hands left my head and tore his
boxers from his body.  His actions of ripping them completely off worked
his cock back and forth in my mouth.  His hands finally coming back to my
head, fingers combing through my hair.

He let me suck him a bit longer, then ripped his cock from my mouth.  He
picked me up and somehow found the large trunk, pushing me back onto the
lid.  He put my legs on his shoulders as I heard him spit into his hand.
Warm wetness relaxed my twitching hole as I heard him spit again in his
other hand.

I heard a slick stroking sound, and then his hot cock head pushing at my
ass.  He leaned over me and with a loud grunt, shoved several inches of his
thick cock into my love hole.

We grunted in unison at his entry, his spit allowing his cock to slide
deeper.  His face was over mine, hot breath, bathing my face.  Oh God did I
love him this way.  Rough and needful.  Allowing his primal, animal lust to
drive him on.

"Yes," I moaned; "Take me hard.  Fuck me like an animal beast."  My fingers
dug at his back, pulling him to drive his cock deeper inside me.  "Oh God
Bear, fuck me as only you can fuck me."  His grunting was all I needed to
hear.  I knew my words were affecting him.  I knew he loved hearing how
great he was.  I'm not saying he is conceited, but, what guy doesn't love
hearing what a stud he is?

He was now driving his full length back and forth.  My pucker, clenching
tight, keeping his head locked inside me.  I leaned up and kissed his open
mouth.  His drool poured into my mouth as I sucked hungrily on his tongue.
His breath was ragged and gasping.  His body had formed a thin coating of
sweat.

He worked his arms under me, pulling me up, my legs now around his waist.
I clamped my arms around his neck as he bounced me on his cock, his
powerful legs supporting us both.  He would bounce me up and take a
staggered step.  I would sink down on his cock, and we would moan together.
This continued until, somehow, he found the entrance to the room we were
in.  Then, still, in total darkness, he maneuvered us down the passageway,
occasionally stopping to slam me against a wall, thrusting his cock rapidly
in my needy ass.

Somehow we made it back to the first main room, the dim light blinding us
both.  I could finally see his eyes.  The love he truly held for me.  The
passion we felt for each other.  Bear carried me on his cock into the small
room with stairs, where he finally collapsed.  He drove his cock balls deep
into me and finally, he came.

He arched his back, pulling at long last from my mouth, and let go with a
mighty grunt.  His cock throbbed so hard inside me, I swear I saw it
pressing out against the skin of my tummy.  He remained arched, his body
twitching with each surging orgasmic pulse.  The sight of my Bear, in the
throes of passion, made my cock jerk and spew my load of cum between us.

It was the most intense orgasm I've ever had.  The first four shots
streaked up his chiseled abs and chest.  The next two blasted me square in
the face.  The rest, jerked from my cock onto my abs, thick and creamy.

I relaxed under him as he collapsed onto if me.  I could have remained as
we were for the rest of time, but Bear had other ideas.  He leaned back and
slowly slide his still hard cock from me.  I was then in his arms as he
carried me up into the barn.

"Gonna run for the house, ya ready?"  I nodded I was and clung onto him
tight.  He moved us quickly through the barn, stopping briefly at a bale of
hay.  I think he thought he wanted to fuck me again right there, but a cold
breeze caused us to shiver, and we were then making a dash to the house.

Bursting through the front door, his foot kicking back, slamming it shut.
He ran us back to our room and flopped back onto the bed.  I repositioned
myself over him, in a crab position.

"Wait," Bear begged me.  "Poop some a my goo on my cock baby.  Lemme fuck
it back into you."  I worked my ass and soon felt as my hole reluctantly
released some of his load onto his cock.  "Oh fuck-in-a!"  Bear moaned as
his spent cum drooled onto his cock.  "That's so hot.  Wish ya would a
saved some so I could see that again."  I felt him rub his bone on my hole
as I worked and spit out another sizable gob of his cum.

Bear grabbed my hips and thrust his cum covered cock up into my pucker.  I
waited till he pulled out again, and then let my ass spit more cum onto his
cock.  Each time, his moaning got louder.  He would fuck his head in and
out a few times, then withdraw.  I released as much of his seed as I could,
and he quickly fucked it back into me.

"Gonna cum," I growled, my cock dark red and throbbing.  Bear cupped his
hand over my cock head and pulled it towards him.  I groaned at the
pleasing pressure and my cock erupted into his hand, my cum pouring from
within his grip down over my nut sack, where he used his cock to move it to
my horny pussy and fucked it deep into me.

Bear came right them.  He held his tip just inside me, my ass mixing my
load and his, then spitting out, squirting it all over his cock, balls, and
crotch.  Exhausted, I felt his cock softening, and moved up, sitting down
on his semi hard cum soaked shaft.  I let me ass grip the base tight as I
leaned forward, laying on the only guy I loved.

I woke some time later.  The clock beside the bed read three forty-five,
yet the darkness outside said it was much later.  I lifted off of Bear who
was still asleep under me.  We stunk of sex, and our skin was slightly
stuck together.  I sat up, realizing Bear's fat semi was still deep in my
hot love cave.  I looked down at my deflated cock, which began to twitch
back to life.

"Oh no, don't be getting any ideas now."  I felt my balls ache in agreement
to that statement, but my cock continues to swell from the feeling of
Bear's cock, snug as a bug in a rug, within me.  I lifted up, a soft moan
escaping my lips as I felt his cock hardening as it slid from the heat of
my pussy.

By the time only his head remained in me, we were both fully hard again,
our balls hanging low, looking completely empty.  I made the decision to
pull free, but my arm slipped and down I sank onto his fuck stick.

I moaned as it slid back into me, every muscle in my body screaming in
exhaustion, yet my brain craving him to fuck me one more time.  I struggled
to rise back up, succeeding only in wriggling my ass against his still cum
slimed crotch.  His cock rubbing my special spot, making me moan again,
louder.

I struggled to my knees, leaning over my stud.  His cock was struggling to
throb, but more so just teasing my love button, with weak pushes and
caresses.  I again tried to pull off of him, my ass now showing it also had
a mind of its own, clamping his shaft where the head began.

OK, I thought.  Let's roll to the side and he'll pop right out.  Yet to
accomplish this move, I had to sit back down on his cock, the head now
really pushing my pleasure center, my own cock now drooling a watery pre,
another low pleasured moan, escaping my lips.

I could feel all of our cum mixing inside me, his cock the stir stick,
making sure it was well combined.  I again tried to rise up, this time
relaxing my sore, but still needy boy pussy.  I could feel our loads
squirting from around his shaft, and wanting to keep it all in me, I
squeezed tight, his cock throbbing with more force, his head thrusting
against my prostrate.

That did it.  That was the moment I lost all ability to hold back.  I
gripped Bear's shoulders and bucked my ass back onto his meaty cock.  In me
fully, I jerked myself forward, letting my pucker capture the ridge of his
head, holding his cock prisoner in me.

I repeated these actions, my eyes closed and my head back.  With each
movement, either taking him in or sliding him out, I realized it was taking
less and less effort.  I dropped my head and opened my eyes, my sight
focusing on his eyes staring back at me.

"Oh baby, are ya trying to go for some kinda record or just flat ass tryin
to kill me?"  He did not wait for my answer. Actually, I'm not sure I could
vocalize anything but grunts and moans.  He took my face in his calloused
but loving hands and pulled me to kiss him.

I know I've said this before, many times I'll wager, but this kiss was the
kiss of all kisses.  It involved every part of us.  Lips and tongues.
Hands and arms.  Torsos and legs, and yes our cocks.  His hips continued a
slow thrusting as my ass sucked his cock.

He managed to spin me on his cock and pulled me back against him.  My legs
spread wide, outside of his, his hips thrusting balls deep into me.  His
hands held mine, stretching my arms wide, somehow causing more tightness
with my ass on his cock.

My shoulders were tight to his upper chest.  My head, beside his, my back
to his chest.  My hips were raised, his legs fucking his cock back and
forth.  More and more of our spent loads, oozing out along his lunging
cock.

I moved our hands, sliding them down, over my chest and abs.  Snaking out
thumbs under my straining cock, our fingers probing around my base.
Feeling my balls drawn tight to my shaft, my sack all but gone.  Bear
released my hands and held my cock motionless.  Only the movement of his
hips jamming his tool into me caused movement of my cock between his
pressed palms.

"I'm gonna make ya shoot like before.  Make ya shoot in my hand and let it
run onto my pecker."  His voice was soft and loving in my ear.  "Then when
it's on my pecker I'ma gonna push it into you."  His voice, to me the
sexiest voice in the world, pushed me over the edge, and I groaned, my
cock, unable to shoot, drooled my load down over my shaft and onto his.

A bright flash and mechanical whirring sound startled me.  I lifted my
head, Bears cock now pushing my cum into my ass, and saw my dad, Polaroid
camera in hand, standing in the same cum stained briefs he had on in the
morning.

Snap, whir, snap, another picture.  I watched him as he moved closer,
pointing the camera right at Bear's cock fucking me.  Snap, whir, snap.
Now climbing up between Bear's legs, he aimed at my cock as Bear pushed it
with his now open hand at him, my cum still drooling out in long, thick,
white strings.

"You boys are the fucking hottest things," Dad moaned, taking a new picture
and tossing it beside Bear.  "I've seen some really well-done porn in my
life, and even some very hot live action shows in Boston, but never
anything as hot as you boys."  Snap, whir, snap snap, whir, snap.

Dad moved closer.  His body now pressing against our spread legs, his daddy
cock trapped in his still damp undies.  Bear pushed my cock against his
belly, and I moaned again, my head falling back beside Bear's as more
pictures were taken.

I reached up and began to play with my dad's nipples.  He moaned as he
pushed his crotch to where Bear was making love to me.  I felt as he leaned
back, pulling from my pinching fingers, one hand lowering the front of his
briefs, hooking them under his balls.

I could feel him rubbing his cock against Bear's, now riding against the
underside of Bear's.  Bear move to the side just a bit, his hand reaching
down to his cock.

"Let me out babe, but clamp it shut quickly."  I knew what he was going to
do.  I released him and squeezed tight, saving all our juice.

I lifted my head and watched the expression on my dad's face as Bear
gripped their cocks and move them to my pussy.  I knew just how to move as
Bear slowly eased their cocks into my nearly worn out hole.

"K dad, we go all in together, then you start fucking, got it?"  Bear spoke
through clenched teeth, his voice strained, focusing every ounce of will
power to hold off cumming.  My Dad moaned and nodded his understanding as
their cocks sank into me.

Once they were all in, dad moved to a raised squat, bracing himself on
Bear's knees.  I watched as his hips began fucking his cock into my now
stretched and again tight hole.  He made three maybe four thrusts when Bear
pushed back into the bed, his cock sliding about halfway out.

"Aww fuck," was all he moaned, his cock giving long paused throbs, as he
came yet again.

My dad took my softening cock in one hand and milked my cumy shaft, his
thumb rubbing my head as he too lost control and came.  His eyes focused on
my pussy and their cocks, his body trembling as he grabbed the camera and
took another picture.

"My boy is very full," he groaned, "All this cum is just squirting out of
him. Oh, fuck that's so hot."

Dad finished cumming and slowly leaned back, his cock popping free of my
boy twat with a wet, gooey slurp.  Snap, whir, snap.  Snap, whir, snap.
The last shot up close.

Dad stood, his cock hanging happily over his hairy balls.  He leaned in and
snapped a couple more pictures as Bear eased his cock from my sloppy hole.

I tried to close my ass, but it was so used, so tired I couldn't close it
tight.  All our loads drooled out of my weak pucker, running all over Bear.
My dad dropped the camera and pushed Bear's now soft cock back into me.

"Let me get some towels."  He dashed from the room, Bear taking the time to
kiss me lovingly.

Dad returned and took control.  He eased Bears cock from me and held a
towel to catch our seed.  He was close between our legs again as he wiped
and cleaned Bear and me up.  We were all soft, but even so, when dad leaned
over to wipe my abs, his soft cock pushed into my hole, making me moan.

He kept wiping me, his soft cock teasing my still oozing hole.  I nearly
passed out when he worked his soft head in past my pucker, letting my ass
suck his head like a baby sucks its mama's tittie.

Dad remained still, my boy pussy sucking lazily on his head.  He never got
any harder, but I felt him cum a small amount after a short time.  He ended
it all by leaning back and playing a tug of war with my hole.  He'd lean
back and start to pull out, then stop and let my ass suck him back inside.
Then with one final pull, his cock pulled free, the sight of his limp daddy
dick, covered in cum, flopping about, made me drool one last small cum of
my own, my moans nearly silent from exhaustion.

After a short nap, Bear and I slipped on some sweatpants, pulling on our
spare boots, donning heavy coats over bare chests, and headed out to feed
and bed the animals.

Once they were cared for, Bear and I descended into the tunnels to retrieve
our clothes from before.  We chuckled as the only things worth saving were
our boots.  Shirts, jeans, undies, all torn and tattered.  We dumped the
rags in with the rest of the trash of the crates, lugging our boots and the
flashlight back up to the barn.

As we headed back to the house, we realized we were in for one hell of a
storm.  The air had that telltale bite to the wind, and snow had begun to
spit from the sky.  We made a quick check of outside doors and double
checked the animals.  As we crossed the drive to the house, Damion and
Jacob arrived back from town.

They reported that it was already storming thirty miles south, and it was
heading our way, quick.  We invited them in for supper, but they gave each
other a quick look, and we knew they wanted some alone time.  We bid them
good night and headed back into the house.

Dad had drawn the curtains and stoked the fire.  He heated up Thanksgiving
leftovers and already had the table set.  He ordered us to strip and get in
the shower before we ate.

"Come on get moving you two studs," he joked.  "Get moving before I have to
paddle your behinds."

We headed off and were soon showered and clean smelling.  Dad had stuck his
head in the shower room while we were washing, telling us what we already
knew.  There was a storm coming, and that Damion and Jacob were bedding
down at Jacob's cabin.

"Not that it makes any difference to you two horn balls, but I have locked
the doors so no one will walk in."  Dad gave a small chuckle.  "So, ah,
don't wear anything to, um, complicated."  He then left us to finish.

Bear backed me up to the wall and held my head.  He looked at me for
several minutes before finally speaking.

"I love you with all my heart."  He kissed me deeply, pressing his wet body
to mine.  "I have never loved anyone as much as I love you, and I will
never love anyone like this again."  We kissed again, turning so now he was
back to the wall.  "You and me, now and forever."

We ended up just relaxing with dad, the rest of the night.  We reclined on
the couch, lights off, front curtains open so we could watch the falling
snow.

"The way it's storming now, you might not be able to leave tomorrow," I
said looking at my dad.  He pulled me close and let his hand drop to my
soft cock, laying against my leg.  His fingers gave my shaft a gentle
squeeze as he kissed my head.  He repeated this same movement with Bear,
his hands tenderly stroking our cocks.

"Then I hope it storms like this forever, so I don't have to."  I sighed
contentedly, hearing dad say that.

Bear stood and faced us, his hand reaching to pulling me up.  I agreed, it
was time for bed, and we still needed to change our sheets.  We both gave
dad a kiss, and he, in turn, gave our sore cocks a sweet cock head sucking.

I turned and kissed my Bear as my dad suckled his cock head, his hand
pulling down on my cock.  When I tried to pull back from the kiss, Bear
threw his arm around my neck, holding me there.  I could just make out
dad's head as he was now clearly sucking Bear's cock, his hand working my
cock like you work an udder, milking a cow.

Neither one of us got fully hard.  Dad sucked as much of Bear's big cock as
he could, taking almost the whole thing.  When Bear finally released me
from our lover's kiss, I knelt under him and between my dad's hairy legs.
I used just my mouth and took his soft cock with my lips.  I suckled him,
loving the feeling of his daddy cock flopping around in my mouth.

I moved up to lay on the couch, dad's cock still in my mouth.  I was going
to stroke my own cock while I sucked him, but he seemed happy to do it for
me.  It wasn't long before we were all moaning and drooling one last final
cum.

Bear pulled from dad's mouth, his cock about half hard, the hardest of all
of us.  We kissed dad good night again and headed off to our room.

I woke at some point, held firmly in Bear's strong arms.  My dad, still
naked, sitting on the side of the bed, his gentle hand stroking my head.

"I love you, son, I always will."



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eBook Bark at the Moon - Coming of the One and Army of the One - Bark at
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Faithfully,
Little Wolf