Andrew's Trust

Chapter 1 - Get to know us

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DO NOT EVER HURT A CHILD

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Chapter 1 - Get to know us

Andrew

Ethan and I take care of my son, Josh. Well, actually he's not really my son, but Ethan's silly sister put me on the birth certificate because she didn't want his no-good father to have custody of him. I didn't find out that she had done this until she started to travel for work and asked us to watch the boy. Josh is only eight. His mom, Kelli, is away on business during the summer months. He's been with us for a week already and things are going well.

He is a cute kid, with blond hair, and blue eyes that are as deep as the ocean. He still has a bit of baby fat and rounded features. He has dimpled cheeks, a very smooth and beautiful stomach along with a nice boy butt. And yes, his butt cheeks have dimples too. I look at him and think that he really could be my son. He's so damn cute.

I am the one designated to help with bedtime since I'm home every night while Ethan has to do the three-on-four-off rotation. Josh seems to have bonded with me more than Ethan and even calls me dad., but still calls Ethan, Uncle.

It's bath time tonight. I run the tub to fill it with nice warm water. I put in a few drops of the strawberry bubble bath and have Josh stand in front of me. I carefully slide down his briefs. He doesn't always go naked during the day like the rest of us, but he does run around in his superhero underwear.

I slide his briefs down and place my hands under his armpits to lift him into the tub, "Arms up, Joshie, into the tub. Now sit down."

"I want more bubbles!"

Even though the room smells like strawberries and you can't see the water, I squeeze out some more and swish the water around to make them foam up. I lift a handful and place them on his head. "Here you go. A nice head of bubbles."

He grabs some and makes a beard. "I made a beard, dad! Shave it off!"

"Buzzz," I say as I move my hand to wipe the bubbles from his chin. I really enjoy how happy this boy is and he enjoys being with us. He's found his penis, and always likes to show it off. He seems to be hard all the time. I don't remember being hard as often as he is when I was eight. Of course, as you already know, I was pretty well versed in sex by eight and a professional by ten. It's not something I'm proud of, but I don't regret a moment of it. I vowed never to hurt a boy like my daddy hurt me. I need to earn Joshie's trust and keep it.

Ethan

You all may remember me, I was a firefighter that ended up rescuing a rent boy from a burning building downtown. At first, he was hitting on me thinking I was just one of his Johns or that I wanted something in return for helping him.

When I grabbed him as we were being crushed by falling bricks and then the ladder, I realized that this could have been what happened to my older brother. You see, my brother, Lincoln, ran away when I was younger than the boy I rescued. We have never found Lincoln and something just struck me about this boy. I'm sure you realize that I'm talking about Andrew, the love of my life, my everything, my amazing lover. Andrew has nothing but love in him, but he had been betrayed by his father. I can't tell you the number of nights we talk and cry over what that bastard did to him.

From the day Lincoln disappeared, my family kind of fell apart. My father became distant, and my mom became angry. They fought daily, and my mom walked out on us and I felt abandoned. I found out about a year later that I had a sister, but we rarely got to see each other. Longing for my father's attention, I worked alongside him as he created a foundation to help runaway and homeless kids. I decided to go into firefighting because it gave me brothers.

In the fire academy, we learn to be brothers. To have each other's back, to trust your life to your brother. I have a bond with my fellow firefighters that I never had at home. Trust, that's something you have to earn, and when it's betrayed you feel like your world has ended.

I'm getting off track here, sorry, but this boy, Andrew, fell into my life, my arms. I saw how fragile he was. By ten years old he had been through hell. To this day I can only imagine the things he had to do to survive. He hasn't told me all of it, but the parts I have heard make me cringe.

The night of the fire, we were both injured and taken to the hospital. I never told Andrew this, but one of my fellow firefighters told me that I shouldn't help him, that he was just a little faggot rent boy. That he loved getting fucked in the ass. That's when the weight of his situation hit me. My brother who I looked up to, was probably raped and maybe even killed. He didn't deserve this. I didn't know Andrew's story, but I could see the innocence in him, and knew he didn't either. I told Rory "Fuck off. You don't know his story. He's too young to want to do this." That's when I knew I had to help this little boy. What I didn't realize, was that I needed him more than he needed me. I was a virgin, never been on a date. Shit, I didn't even know whether I liked girls or boys. To have this kid hitting on me, suggesting that he suck my dick in return for a place to stay actually disgusted me. I knew I had to show this boy the love I never received from my father, and the love his own father betrayed. Anyway, tonight I'm at the firehouse and Andrew has our boy, Josh. Thankfully I reconciled with my mom and sister and we are raising her son while she travels for work. Oh, and dad, well, he and mom got back together and since Andrew and I got married, they have been the best parents ever. They love Andrew almost as much as I do.

Josh

I love it when dad gives me my bath. He lets me spend as much time as I want in the water. If it gets cold, he runs more hot water and mixes the bubbles. Don't tell him, but when he swishes the water, it makes my willie feel all tingly and it gets hard. I think he thinks my willie is always hard. I've seen dad's willie hard and it's really big. I want to touch it, but I'm afraid to ask him. Maybe someday I will. Oh, dad is about to wash my willie. It feels so good. Oh my, is it supposed to tingle like this? It feels so good. "Dad, that tickles."

Andrew

Josh really likes it when I wash his penis. I try not to be too sexual, but I can't help it. The boy is beautiful and his little cocklet is so perfect. Some day I hope to be able to suck on that morsel to give him his tingles, but I've promised to keep things clean and not introduce him to anything inappropriate. It's hard since Ethan and I often find him in bed with us in the morning. We both sleep naked and for some reason, Josh ends up in bed with us as naked as we are.

I know as a young boy I loved the attention from my daddy, but I also remember the pain and fear that since I have my dad's DNA, I might snap as well. I get frustrated because Josh really does want the attention. I love the boy, and frankly want him to experience the joy I had when things were good, but I can't shake the fear that I may turn into my dad.

As I get ready to tuck Josh into bed, I give him a kiss on the forehead as usual. Josh grabs me around the neck and pulls himself up and kisses me back right on the lips. I know this excites Josh as he somehow pulls his entire body into me as I'm leaning over and he pokes me in the belly with his hard little dick. Josh refuses to wear pajamas and sleeps as naked as the day he was born.

I never react, I just kiss him back, put him back down on the mattress and pull up the covers. As I smooth them out, I always rub over Josh's cock and see him shudder as my hand passed over the boy's erection.

This is our routine every night. It reminds me of the routine with my daddy before it all went bad.

It's sad that my dad hurt me like he did, but I would have never met Ethan had it not been for his abuse. I wouldn't change a thing if that's what was needed for me to be with my wonderful husband. I can't chance hurting Josh either. I know how lucky I am and had it not been for some terrifying events, Ethan and I wouldn't be together. Honestly, I think Josh is more fragile. He is a delicate boy.

Ethan is out this evening with his Boy Scout Explorer Post. He is an adviser, and they usually finish up around 9:30. The drive home is just minutes unless he has to drop off a kid whose parents couldn't pick them up. On those nights it seems to be about an hour or so extra, especially in the summer when the kids don't have school the next day. Apparently, the parents don't want to be bothered and Ethan doesn't mind taking them home. Parents seem to think that scouting is a babysitter, but the Explorer program is a career-centered program to teach kids career skills. His group of kids are all pretty bright. They are ages 14-18 and the post is a search and rescue explorer group sponsored by his forest service fire department. There are 20 kids in the group, 14 boys and 6 girls. Even though it is against the policy, there were several times, like when Ethan has to take kids home, that there would not be two adults present.

The Post is full of very dedicated kids. They work with military precision since their job is to rescue people and not put their own lives in danger. Because of that, and the exercises they do, they are very comfortable with each other and know they can trust their lives to their team.

For the most part, the post participates in group searches, where a person has gone missing and they have to do a sweep of an area for them. Occasionally, they are called upon to help in smaller groups of two or four to do a more dangerous search. The program tests the kids and put them through survival programs that are military-grade.

For Ethan, a normal work week is 3 days on and 4 days off just like his firefighting days. They are teamed up with the forest service fire department and work the same shifts. There is a fair amount of heartache with his job as not all searches become a successful rescue and a few turn into recovery jobs. Those devastate Ethan especially when the victim is a kid.

We live next to the national forest on Ethan's father's old farm. We call it Grizzly Valley Ranch. More about that later. There are some great trails, camping, a river, and even a beautiful waterfall. Hikers and campers often go off-trail and get lost. Tonight, Ethan's team got that dreaded call. They are being deployed to find a pair of boys that are lost. They are just eleven and twelve. Apparently, they were out with one of the boys' fathers and they wandered off and never returned to the campsite.

The missing boys were near the waterfall so the immediate concern was not only a search and rescue but the possibility of a water rescue or worse, a recovery. When Ethan showed up to prepare for the post meeting the ranger asked for his team's assistance. Ethan asked the parents of two of his seasoned boys if they could go assist. The rest of Ethan's team would head downstream while he and his two boys would start from the campsite and see if they can find the boys' trail.

The boys he picked have received all six of their rescue certifications and were always prepared with a go bag. They wanted to be ready to put their skills to use. This was what the boys wanted to do for a living and the more exposure they got to the job, the easier it will be to get hired after they graduate.

Ethan, Robert, and Eric joined the rest of the team at the command post to get their orders before it got too dark. Thankfully sunset wasn't until after 8.

Back at home, I tell Josh that his uncle may not be home for a few days because of the search.

"Who are these boys he is looking for?" Josh asks.

"They were camping with their father and they wandered away. That's why we always worry about you getting lost."

"I know not to leave the yard without telling you. I remember when you told me about that mountain lion that Grandpa saved you from. I hope the boys don't get eaten by one."

Josh is so cute as he worries about the two lost boys. He's so proud of his uncle and knows that he will find the boys safe and sound.

"It's bedtime, let's get you tucked in." I tuck Josh into his bed with the usual hug and kiss. Tonight, Josh slips me the tongue as I kiss him goodnight. Where did he learn to do that? I hesitated a split second before pushing back with my tongue and entering his mouth. Josh pulls me down right on top of him. His boner is poking me in the stomach. I don't know what came over me. I keep wrestling tongues with this little boy. Before things get any further out of hand, I decide I better stop it. I tuck him in, and tell him "I love you Joshie!"

"I love you too, dad."

I slip out of his room to relax before I go to bed.

I go to the living room but I'm really restless because of the events that took Ethan away. He isn't coming home like he was supposed to, but I should be used to it because of his job. I always worry about Ethan's safety when he is out doing a rescue. I guess I'm just so insecure about losing the most amazing man in my life. My worries go back to the night Ethan rescued me, and the explosion at the apartments that happened after that where he was missing for days. I thank the universe every day that Ethan was fired and asked to join the search and rescue team. I can't lose the love of my life.

The house is quiet tonight. Too quiet. With Timmy off at college and Josh in bed, it's just me and the TV. Maybe we should get a dog. We have the property and Josh would love him, but they're a lot of work. I may have to look into that. I'm not tired yet, so I'll just watch some TV.

I streamed a couple of shows until I got tired and decide its time to go to bed. I'm still not used to sleeping alone when Ethan is gone and he's supposed to be here tonight. Ugh, what am I going to do.

The bed feels so empty. Having Josh around helps me, after all, he's a mini version of Ethan. As I lie in bed, tossing and turning, I hear the bedroom door open slowly and a faint call out from Josh. "Are you awake dad?"

"Yes my little angel."

He comes over to the bed, hops up and curls up against me. "I'm worried about uncle Ethan and the boys. I got a bad feeling. Can I sleep with you?"

"Of course! You know your uncle, everything is going to be fine. He will find them." How did he know I want someone to cuddle with? This boy is so cuddly.

Josh's smooth back comes into contact with my fuzzy belly. I don't know why it got fuzzy as I got older. Maybe I should get it removed, but both Ethan and Josh seem to like rubbing it. Josh giggles and wiggles until his butt was right in my crotch. His wiggling triggers the blood flow to my crotch, and the boy ends up with a nice hard cock laying right in his little butt crack. Josh whimpers and sighs as he pulls my arms over him. We stayed that way until he was breathing deeply and purring. I fall asleep listening to him.

Sometime during the night Josh rolled over and is drooling on my chest. His mouth is on my left nipple and he is purring away. I don't know if it was him drooling on my nipple, or my morning wood, but my cock is hard as a rock. Since we are sort of facing each other, my cock is wedged between Josh's legs, under his little dick and pushing up against his little marbles that clung to his body. My cock was leaking pre-cum and I could feel the wetness between Josh's legs. I wonder if I was humping him in my sleep.

As Josh wakes up, he does some cute little mumbling and flicks his tongue against my nipple. That shot electricity through me and my dick bobbed up pushing harder against Josh's perineum.

Josh's reaction is to slide down and clamp his legs tight and he starts humping my stomach and sliding on my cock. I cant last long with this going on. I know I need to stop this, but damn, it feels so good. Josh finishes waking up and lies there staring at me. Suddenly he reaches up, kisses me, and says "I love you, dad."

"I love you too. We need to get up." I head into the bathroom to take a shower and am followed by the pitter-patter of Josh's bare feet.

"Can I come in?"

"Why not, I think it's about time for you to start showering since you're a big boy. Hop in. My daddy started showering with me when I was about your age."

"But I still like baths sometimes."

"That's OK buddy, you can take a bath or shower. It's always up to you."

The shower has two heads and body sprays on both sides. Josh thinks it is really neat and calls it the car wash. The head is on a slider so I lower one for Josh.

"You can wash your own hair and use the body wash on a scruffy. See?" I showed him. I didn't want to make the shower too sensual, but why not. I loved showers with my dad. I was conflicted. Does Josh want it?

"But I need you to help with my backside."

As I am soaping his back he asks me to clean his bum because he likes how it feels. I try to be quick but he wants me to linger on his hole a bit. When he finally agrees that it is clean, he reaches over and grabs my flaccid penis. Well at least it was before he grabbed it and it immediately has a mind of its own growing rigid and sticking out just under his chin. He soaps his hands and rubs them up and down my shaft. I am trying not to react but he is quickly pushing me over the edge. I'm usually not a quick cummer, but before I can pull away I shoot my load all over his face. Josh is in awe and keeps stroking getting shot after shot in his face and open mouth. Without thinking he licks his lips and swallows it down.

"Dad, that's yummy. What is it?"

Now I have some explaining to do and how do I explain this to Ethan?

"Josh, it's called cum and it's what happens to a man when his penis gets really excited." What am I saying? He's going to have even more questions.

"But I've never seen that from my penis." He looks like he's sad.

"That happens after you grow up and become a man. You're still a boy, so it won't happen to you for a while."

"Does it feel good?"

Shit, how do I explain this? "Yes, it feels wonderful. Right before it happens, it tingles and kind of feels like you have to pee, but then, it's just the most amazing feeling. They call it an orgasm." Why am I explaining this to an eight-year-old?

I quickly clean him off and decide the shower is over. We get out and dry off and then more questions begin.

"Why do you and Uncle Ethan suck on each other's penises?"

I guess Josh has seen Ethan and me in our bedroom. He has definitely seen us performing oral sex and I'm sure he's seen much more.

"Well, I told you that it feels really good like when you were rubbing it, right?"

"Yes."

"Well, it feels just as good when someone sucks on it, but that should be private. Were you spying on us?" I'm trying to get him to stop this line of questioning.

"I'm sorry, dad. I was scared one night when I heard noises, so I came in the door. I didn't knock like I'm supposed to, and I saw you and Uncle sucking on each other's penises. I watched for a bit and left. I didn't want you to catch me looking."

"Well, your Uncle and I are married, so we can do that. It's how we show our love for each other."

He looks so confused and lost. I don't know how to stop this or get him off-topic. I lead him to the bed and lay him down.

"Here, let me touch you. You can say stop at any time if you don't like it."

"Okay."

I wrap my fingers around Josh's cocklet and he immediately gets hard again. I stroke carefully and feel the loose skin slide against his hard core. Josh let out a moan.

"Does that feel good?"

"Yes, dad, it feels great!"

I let go and he doesn't look happy. I spit on my fingers and put them back. The look on his face as my hand gets close is so funny. I can tell he's not so sure about spit on his cock, but once I touch it, he squeals.

"Dad, that is much better."

What am I doing? I shouldn't be doing this, but then again, I enjoyed it when my dad did this.

"Dad, I think I'm going to pee!" Josh wiggles and squirms.

I can tell he's about to have a boygasm.

"You won't pee, just relax."

I stroke him without breaking the rhythm. Suddenly he goes stiff, he shudders and lets out the most amazing squeal of happiness, and ends with a sort of sigh. I'm sure you know what I mean if you've been with a boy getting their first dry orgasm.

"Did you like that?" I ask. I know, stupid question.

"Dad, that was amazing!"

"Josh, we can't tell anyone that I did that for you though. It's not something we share. If the wrong people find out, I will be taken to jail for touching you."

"But you're my dad. You can touch me."

"Yes, but people don't understand, so nobody talks about it. You can't talk to anyone about this other than me or Uncle, and only when we are alone, okay?"

"Okay. It's our secret!"

"Pinky swear?"

"Pinky swear!"

We interlock pinkies and I kiss my boy and start tickling him. He is laughing so hard I think he's going to wet the bed, so I stop. Sure enough, he jumps up and runs to the bathroom to piss.

When he comes out, I grab his little hand and we go out to get breakfast, nude, as we always are. On the way to the kitchen, Josh asks why uncle Ethan likes it when I put my penis in his butt. Apparently, he saw us doing more than oral through the door. How do I answer this question? I try to change the subject by asking what he wants for breakfast and he keeps bugging me for an answer. I tell him we will talk about that later. I am hoping he will forget.

End of Andrew's Trust 1 - Andrew Thomas