Date: Mon, 29 Mar 2004 00:50:25 +0000 From: Brad Goodman Subject: Unconventional Family - Chapter 11 This story involves very intimate relationships between teen boys and men, pre-teen boys and men, and men and men. If this type of material is illegal where you live or if you are offended by such subject matter than do not continue and leave. This story is a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. This story may have some real accounts of relationships in it and the names of those involved have been changed to protect the innocent. This story is my property and can not be reproduced without my expressed written consent. Only the Nifty Archives has my permission to publish it. Blah, blah, blah, blah....... Use your best judgement. You know what you like and why you are here. ********************************************************************* Okay I know the last chapter was a bit disappointing for all you die hard fans used to getting a nice sex scene or two in each chapter and this one may disappoint as well. There will be no sex in it but it is intrigal to the story. There is a sweet bathing and shaving scene but it is more of a tender and loving moment and not a wld sex scene. Chapter 12 is named the New Year's Orgy so I am sure it will please all those needing some relief. I have been working on another story called Stevie Brock Expereience in celebrity and have not been able to work on this one as much. I will try to update each as often as I can. Check it out if you have time. I appreciate all the emails of support although it wasn't many for the last chapter. I guess character development and story line doesn't please most people. I will get back to sex and the one thing I can actually write well. You may send your comments, feedback and pics to bradgoodman30@hotmail.com And now on with the story........... Unconventional Family Chapter 11 - The Homecoming By: Brad Goodman I stood there in shock for several minutes before I could react. I stepped out and took the painfully thin figure into my arms and hugged him tightly. I held him for quite a while and we both began to sob. I almost didn't recognize him. He was so thin and his hair was a mess. It was much longer than it had ever been and he needed a shave. He really didn't shave before he moved out almost a year ago. He looked bruised and his eyes were red and blood shot. He was in dire need of a bath but I couldn't let him go. "I missed you so much." I sobbed into his ear. "I missed you too Daddy. I love you." He replied and began to cry harder. My sweet Joey had returned to me. He was 16 now and looked a bit ragged. The young man was still beautiful it was just buried under a layer of dirt and months of malnutrition and abuse. He was weak and collapsed into my arms. I held the young man up for a minute and then I scooped him into my arms. I carried him into the house and sat him down on the couch. I looked into his sparkling green eyes and the soul of the boy I once knew was still there. Joey had left in a fit of anger because I could not turn my back on another boy. His jealousy and anger at so many finally boiled over. Joey was pale and gaunt which was so different from how he looked when he ran away. His cheeks were sunken and for lack of a better term the boy looked heroin sheik. It broke my heart to see him this way but I was ecstatic that he had come home. I sat next to Joey with one arm around him and caressed his face with my other hand. He smelled awful but I didn't care. Jacob walked into the living room and his face contorted with 100 emotions as he recognized his brother sitting there. He ran over and almost knocked Joey off the couch as he wrapped his arms around Joey in a loving embrace. "Nick come quick. It's Joey!" He yelled. In seconds Nicolas came running into the living room and he jumped on top of them hugging them both. I wrapped my arms around all three boys and we hugged and cried for several minutes. The rest of the house had wondered in and were staring intently at us. David, Tony, John, Michael and Jeffery had never met Joey and we had never really talked about him as it was quite painful. They were all aware of who he was and they stood there staring at us all seeing Joey for the first time in person. I knew Joey wouldn't be comfortable talking about the last year with everyone in the room and I scooped him up to carry him off to my room to talk. I placed him on the bed and he relaxed. The boy was bruised under his shirt and I saw him wince as I scooped him up. Nick and Jake followed us into the room. "Joey, we missed you so much!" Nick exclaimed. Jake added "We are so glad you came home." Joey mustered a weak smile and nodded at them. "Thanks, I missed all of you too. I am so happy to be home but I wasn't sure I would be welcome." "Joey" I almost shouted but quickly regained my composure, "You are always welcome here. I love you and will always love you." Joey smiled and we hugged and cried some more. "We don't have to talk about it now do we?" he whispered in my ear. "No, of course not kiddo. What about getting you cleaned up?" I asked him. He nodded and Jake and Nick reluctantly left us. I asked them to bring him some clean clothes and they both agreed to find some for him. Joey was weak and probably could have done it himself but he asked me to help him. I lifted Joey's shirt over his head and then I helped him undo his shorts. He had kicked his shoes off and I helped to remove his socks. He didn't have any underwear on but I didn't ask why. I scooped the naked thin boy into my arms and carried him to the tub. I set him down in it and I turned on the water. I quickly got the water heated up and then put in the plug. The tub began to fill and I grabbed a wash cloth and some body wash for the boy. I came back and sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi tub. I looked over Joey for the first time and was appalled by the marks on his body. Joey was very thin and malnourished. His normally tan skin was pale and seemed just to hang off his frame. His face was sunken and his eyes had bags. His once button nose was a bit bigger but still not too big. His dark blond hair looked brown with the dirt and grime in it. His green eyes were the only recognizable part of him. He had a small growth of hair on his chin and above his lip. It wasn't really a goatee and it really looked like he hadn't shaven for a while. His silver dollar sized nipples were brown and still very cute but his once developing chest had lost all muscle tone. His stomach still smooth and flat had no trace of his once budding six pack. Joey had a very thin happy trail leading down from his naval that ran maybe two inches. His legs had very fine hairs on them and looked smooth as they got wet. His crotch had no hair what so ever. He had to have shaven it. I was afraid to ask why he did it. As I looked over him what troubled me the most was the bruises on the backs of his thighs. His legs seemed bruised and had a couple of cuts and abrasions on them. The boy had several dark red welts on his backs that looked like he had been lashed with a belt. He had a deep purple bruise on his right side just below his rib cage. What bothered me the most was the burn mark on his left arm. It looked like some one had inflicted it on purpose. I was beginning to tear up again when I noticed the water was full enough. I turned the water off and was just about to hand Joey the washcloth. "Can you wash me? I always liked it when you used to do it." I nodded to Joey and squirted some body wash into the hand towel. I lathered his shoulders first and then worked down his back. He was a bit taller now and must have stood about 5'8 but didn't weigh more than 105lbs. I gently washed his chest and then his legs. I tried very carefully to not stimulate the teen's genitals but he sprang an erection none-the-less. It was bigger than before too. His teen cock was just under 6 inches and very cute still. His balls were still hairless or shaved and about the size of golf balls. When I finished washing his body I had him dunk his head and then I squirted some shampoo into my palm and began slowly massaging and washing his scalp. The boy melted with my touch. I gently ran my fingers through his hair and slowly rubbed his temples. I massaged the top of his scalp and caressed the base of his head. Joey dunked down and rinsed the shampoo from his hair. When the boy emerged his hair was as I remembered it. I kissed the top of his head and helped him up out of the tub. I dried him very thoroughly and caressed him gently so not to aggravate any of his bruises or cuts. Joey seemed to have a bit more energy now that he was clean and he wrapped the towel around his waist. I walked him over to the vanity. I removed my shirt and placed it on the counter. "Brad, you still look good. I always loved your body. I am sorry I am not much to look at now." Joey told me. "Joey, don't say that. It isn't your body that matters to me. I love you no matter what you look like. But I would like to shave that stuff off your face." I smiled at him. "Okay, that would be great." I walked Joey in front of the mirror and I moved close to him until my chest rested on his bony back. I got the shaving cream and squirted out some into my hand. I lathered his face and then rinsed my hands. I picked up my razor in my right hand and took his chin into my left hand to study it. I gently began to shave the boy making slow downward strokes. I did the job slowly and he did not flinch once as I did it. The little tart tried to tempt me by rubbing his bony butt over my cock but I resisted his advances. This was not the time or the place. I finished his shave and rinsed the remaining shaving cream from his face. We walked into the bedroom and found the clothes Nick and Jake had gathered for him. I put on my shirt and he got dressed. "Can I have something to eat, Brad?" Joey asked. "Of course. Let's go to the kitchen." We went into the kitchen and I made the boy a sandwich and gave him some Pringles. They are his favorite. He ate and we chatted about the changes to the household. He didn't talk much and just took in all the changes that had occurred in the past few months. Everyone had joined us at the table and we just sat around and told stories and laughed. For a minute it was like Joey had never gone. When everyone had finished snacking and Joey had finished eating he told me he wanted to tell me everything in private. He was almost in tears before he even began. We went back to my room shut and locked the door and he sat on the bed for a few minutes. I sat next to him and kissed his forehead. "I love you Dad. I am so happy you let me in. I was so wrong and I have done the worst things since I left." Joey began. "It is okay baby. I love you no matter what you have done. You can tell me anything." I hugged him. "Well when I left I went to a friend's house. He had just graduated and got his own place. He was cool at first but then he wanted me to sell drugs at school. I did it but then when they caught me I ran away. He told me if I couldn't sell at school I had to earn my rent some other way. He started allowing men to come to the apartment. They would pay him to have sex with me. I like to have sex but it just kept getting worse. They wanted me to be younger so I shaved all my hair off. I shaved my pits and my crotch. They wanted me to do more and more. Then they wanted to fuck me bare." Joey sobbed more and more as he told his story. "You let them fuck you without condoms?" He nodded. "Joey we will need to take you to the doctor and get you checked out." I explained. He nodded and then continued. "It was like that until the end of summer. Then he told me I wasn't getting enough tricks and would have to walk the streets for some. I refused and he threw me out. I had to let some fat ugly guys suck me from time to time and I even found a few regulars. I made ends meet and then I met this guy in October. He runs the Pizza Hut over here. He told me I could live with him. I moved in and everything was okay at first. He was nice but then he got to be an asshole." Joey started balling his eyes out. "It's okay sweetie. You don't have to go on if you don't want to." I gently rubbed his back. "No, I want to get it out now. I want you to know." He took several deep breaths and then continued, "After about a week he told me he wanted to try some new stuff and he tied me up. I thought it was weird but I agreed. He got rough with me though. He started pinching me hard and then he squeezed my balls so hard I thought they were gonna pop. I told him to stop and then he stuffed a sock in my mouth and taped it down. He pulled out a huge dildo. It was hard He started hitting me with it. It was like two feet long. He rammed it up my ass and...." "Joey you don't have to tell me all the details if you don't want too. I get the picture." Joey nodded and continued, "Well, he did that stuff to me and worse. He kept me tied up for days and would hit me with belts, and pour hot liquids on me and other stuff. He raped me all the time. I begged him to stop but he wouldn't let me go. I was trapped there for several months and then I started telling him I liked it. He didn't buy it at first but I kept it up. Finally he let me free. I ran away as soon as he went to work. I spent a couple of weeks on the street and then I saw you drive by one day. I followed your truck as far as I could. I have spent the last week trying to figure out which house was yours." "Joey, I am so sorry kiddo. I wish I could have rescued you. I wish I knew where you were and I would have taken you home. I love you and you are welcome here always." I kissed his forehead and we hugged some more. "Thank you Brad. I love you too. I don't ever want to leave." "That's great Joey. I do need to set some ground rules though." I looked at him sternly. Joey nodded and said "Okay." "First, no drugs." Joey nodded and I continued "Second, no sex till we get you checked out. Third, no sex with people outside the house when you are active again. And finally, you have to promise me you won't leave like that again. No matter what the problem is with me or someone else in the house you will always talk it out and not go running off into the night." Joey nodded and replied "I promise Brad. I never want to go any where." I loved the way that Joey alternated between calling me Dad and Brad. It was always cute. We hugged and cried some more and then we headed out to talk to everyone else. We didn't go into details with everyone else but we did let them know that Joey was moving back home. Jake and Nick were excited and both offered there room. I explained that Joey would be staying in my room until we decided how to work out the room assignments. It was only about 3:00 and I called our family doctor and he agreed to see us right now. He understood my situation with the boys and has been a great help with things. We went down there and he examined Joey thoroughly. He gave us some creams and ointments for Joey's wounds and then he did a rapid HIV test. Joey came back negative and looked negative on the other STD tests. We had to wait on several other tests but the boy seemed to be lucky. We arranged a follow up visit in ten days and we headed back home. Joey and I talked and it seemed like old times. I loved him so much still and did not want him to leave again. I had to do some additional shopping to ensure Joey would get some cool presents for Christmas as we had a lot to be thankful for this year. On Christmas Eve we allowed each boy to open a present and then Christmas morning was a circus. The boys all got tons of CDs, video games, DVDs, toys for the younger ones and of course clothes. I did go a little over board and I bought 3 Honda Sportrax 250EXs for the boys. They are the smaller ATVs but they are cool. They only ran me about $3500 each so it wasn't bad. When we wheeled them in from the garage the boys all went crazy. Joey looked so happy I wanted to cry. In fact all the boys' cheerful faces and beautiful smiles made me want to cry. I loved these guys and I wanted to stay with them forever. We all hung out and had a good time that day. We went to the movies in the afternoon. It is a tradition for us. The next day we went to play paintball like we do every year and the boys had a blast. There were only a couple of other people there and we all paired off to play. We had a father and his 12 year old son and 13 year old daughter, a couple of 16 year old teens on a team with myself, Nick, Joey, and Jeffery. The other team was made up of a father and his 11 year old son, a mother and her 9 year old son and his 10 year old friend, along with David, Jacob, Tony, Michael, and John. We all played for about two hours and had a great time. We have a ton of camouflage and we all blended in with our wooded surroundings. They had several playing courses and one of them had a mini town. We ran in and out of buildings playing soldier until we were all sore and had trouble carrying on. When we were finished we went to eat at Burger King and then home. The holidays seemed to fly by quickly and before we knew it I had Joey's test results and he was completely cleared. He had healed up a bit and the New Year was upon us. I can't believe it, 2004 is upon us and I am ready to face the challenges and adventures the New Year will bring. Everyone in the house wanted to stay home and do fireworks on New Year's Eve so that is what we did. The party and the orgy that ensued that night is the stuff legends are made of. To be continued..............