Date: Thu, 14 Dec 2023 22:41:27 -0600
From: William Marshal <williammarshal5301@gmail.com>
Subject: Aging Out 15

Aging Out 15

The Fall had transitioned into Winter at The Whitman, and everyone was busy
with either school or the lodge's holiday reservations. The Whitman had a
regular clientele of customers for the holidays. For some it was just to
grab a couple of day of relaxation in the middle of the busy holiday
season. However, for others The Whitman was a place where they could spend
a few days of the season where they and their significant other were
welcome and wanted. The Whitman was the best, sometimes the only family,
many of the guests would have at that time of year. Dirk and Jay went out
of their way to make sure The Whitman was a place where Christmas and New
Years was for everyone.

No one was more into the holidays than Austin. As a foster kid, Christmas
was something he dreaded. Christmas was a family time and Austin was well
aware he didn't have a family, that he was an interloper in some other
family's Christmas. However, now he had a real family and was intent on
making up for what he had missed.

"Damn it boy, you have been singing Christmas carols nonstop since that day
after Thanksgiving," Dirk said with a smile.

Austin was restocking the old bar in the Whitman. The Backwoods was closed
for the season, so the small bar attached to the dining room had been
reactivated. "Come on Dirk, don't be a Grinch," Austin said.

"I'll have you know that I can keep the holidays with the best of men,"
Dirk said.

"Who can keep the holidays with the best of men?" Jay said as he carried in
an arm load of wood for the fireplace.

"I can," Dirk said emphatically.

"That's good to know, because I want a new iWatch from Santa."

"I want; I want; I want." Dirk said to Jay. "You are the worst little
spoiled brat at Christmas... Although, I guess you did save my life."

"Huh?" Austin said.

Dirk and Jay looked at each other, then Dirk said, "I guess it's time to
tell the kid about our first Christmas."

Jay walked behind the bar and grabbed a bottle of Jack Daniels and three
glasses. "This is a story the is best listened to with a drink in your
hand."

"Well," Dirk said, "you know I was shot over there, and Jay's was in charge
of the office that processed my paperwork. What you don't know was what an
asshole I was to Jay and anyone who tried to help me. I was in pain,
bitter, and self-destructive. I was in and out of the V.A. and I couldn't
keep a job."

"I thought..." Austin said, then stopped.

"I know, you thought I met Jay and we just fell in love. That's the story
we like, but it isn't the truth." Jay walked up behind Dirk put his arms
around him and gently kissed the nape of his neck. Dirk continued, "I
couldn't keep a job. I started abusing my pain medication. Eventually I
ended up on the street. Unfortunately that's the story of a lot of vets."

"While Dirk was going through hell, I was dealing with my own shit," Jay
said. "I decided to come out to my family. I thought they would be
accepting, Boy did I misjudge them. I was basically disinvited home for the
holidays. I and some of my family, not all, have since reconnect, but that
year, I was persona non-grata. So, I decide to just stay home, get drunk,
and sulk. However, my commanding officer found out I wasn't going home and
he voluntold me I was serving Christmas dinner at the V.A."

"Jay was dishing out mash potatoes and gravy when I went through the line,"
Dirk said. "The cops had picked up the night before, and when they saw my
prescription from the V.A. pharmacy in my pocket, they decided to drop me
there instead of the city detention center. To this day I don't know why
they did that. It wasn't their normal procedure. I guess my guardian angel
was looking out for me."

"Anyway," Dirk continued, "The V.A. was warm and there was a TV and hot
drinks, so I decided to hang around after eating until they kicked me
out. Eventually Jay found me and we started to talk. Well, he talked to
me. I tried to ignore him."

Jay laughed, the said, "Yeah, Ebenezer Scrooge had nothing over on this
guy. He didn't say more than two words to me until I mentioned I had a
couple of bottles of whiskey back at my place, then he became real chatty."

"That tells you how low I'd sunk," Dirk said, "I was willing to hang out
with an officer to get a drink. And it wasn't even good stuff like this."
Dirk raised his glass to look at the amber liquid then gulped it down, and
poured another.

"When I got him to my apartment," Jay said, "The first thing I did was
shove him in the shower and threw his clothes in the wash."

"Yeah, I will have to admit, I wreaked," Dirk said with a chuckle.

"I found Dirk some sweats and socks and we sat on the couch watching `A
Christmas Story' and drinking whiskey. After the movie, we spent an hour or
so just talking."

"While we talked the weather had turned really nasty and the snow was
beginning to pile up, Dirk said. "I think Jay could sense that I din't want
to go back out in the snow. The shelters would already be full and I didn't
look forward to a night sleeping in a doorway or alley. Thankfully Jay
asked me to stay, but that presented a new problem, Jay's had a one room
apartment, and a very short futon in his living room."

"I offered to sleep, on the floor in the living room," Jay said, "but Dirk
said he wasn't taking my bed. We argued for at least ten minutes, then he
finally said, `fine, we'll just share the bed'."

"You should have seen the look on Jay's face when I suggested we share a
bed," Dirk said. "You would have thought he was staring at the Zombie
Apocalypse. Finally, he manage to get out, `I'm gay.' To which I responded,
`I've served three tours in the Middle East. I think I can fight off a
desk-jockey, candy-ass, officer....what you'd better worry about is whether
you can fight me off. You should have seen Jay's face. It was shifting back
and forth between fear and excitement."

"All we did that night was cuddle," Jay said, "but it was the best therapy
possible. We both had things to work through, but there was never a
question that we would be working through them alone. In fact, we still
have regular cuddle therapy sessions."

"That's an amazing story," Austin said, "So Christmas is a special time for
you guys. Why do you keep the lodge open rather than going on a trip or
cruise to celebrate?"

"Because you never know when a down on his luck, bum wreaking of booze and
piss might need a place to cuddle," Dirk said.

"Okay Austin, I know you have a question you are dying to ask." Dirk
said. "What is it?"

"When did the two of you.... You know...."

"Fuck?" Dirk said finishing Austin's question. Austin shyly nodded.

Dirk and Jay looked at each other, smiled, and Jay said, "New Year's
Eve. We'd been watching the Time Square New Year's Eve party when we
started messing around. Eventually, I was bent over that little futon and
Dirk was railing my ass. We both came at the same time that stupid ball
dropped to signal the New Year in New York."

"I doubt Hallmark is going to turn that into a movie," Austin said, "but
that is one of the most romantic stories I have ever heard."

Just then the front door of the lodge opened and the twins walked in, and
Paul asked, "What's up."

"The opposite of down," Austin said and everyone groaned.

"Every day, Our Principal ends the morning announcements with a Dad joke,"
Peter just said. "That joke was so bad you just made him seem cool."

Austin made like he was reading a list and said, "Peter, mean and hurtful,
one lump of coal." Then he made a checkmark in the air with his finger.

Before Peter and Paul started in, Jay said, "Come on Thing 1 and Thing 2. I
have just the job for two little hooligans."

"Who are you calling little?" Paul said.

Jay wrapped an arm around each of the twins necks and said, "When either of
you can take me, that's when I stop calling you little. So let's go. The
leaves are clogging the gutters on the back of the lodge and I have just
the crew to unclog them."

When they were gone, Austin asked Dirk if Tyce knew his and Jay's story.

"Yes, we told him a while back, but asked him not to share it. We hope you
will do the same."

"Absolutely. You and Jay have done so much for me. I..." Austin started to
get choked up, and Dirk pulled him in for a big, caring hug.

They broke apart with the sound of airbrakes in the parking lot. A tour bus
with 40 men had just pulled up. Capitalizing on their success promoting
local breweries and wineries, Zeke and Donte had expanded to "Hochatown
Booze Cruises." They bought a restored old 1950 Greyhound bus and worked
with the Oklahoma Ag-tourism board to market beer and wine tours. Zeke took
care of the business end, and Donte was the tour guide and
entertainer. They had worked a deal with Dirk and Jay to use The Whitman as
the tours' home base and to give their customers discounts on weekend
stays. While not everyone on the tour stayed at the Whitman, most did eat
there Friday night when Zeke and Donte checked in and met their groups.

At the same time the bus was unloading, Tyce came rushing in from his last
class. "Sorry," he said, "Professor Grimke seems to have a very dubious
grasp of time on Friday afternoons."

"Don't worry," Dirk said. "April and May will be helping me get the group
checked in, and Austin has already restocked the bar. So, catch your
breath."

"I will be so glad when this semester is finished," Tyce said, then gave
Austin a kiss. "If I weren't Austin's massage practice dummy, I don't know
what I would do."

"Hey Austin, when you are ready to practice on real men, Jay and I are
ready."

Austin laughed, "I get it everyone wants a massage. Well spoiler alert,
everyone is getting a coupon book for the Mountain Fork Spa for Christmas."

"Mine better be the only one with a special happy endings coupon," Tyce
said with his arms crossed.

"You know it babe," Austin said and gave Tyce another kiss. "Now let's go
get our costumes on. We have tips to earn."

"Costumes, what costumes?" Dirk asked.

"You'll see," Tyler said.

When they came back Dirk and Jay both had to laugh. Tyce was wearing red
Santa booty shorts trimmed in white fake fur. They were being held up by
red suspenders that were the only things covering his naked upper body. He
also had a red Santa hat. Austin had on an equally sexy elf costume with
green booty shorts and a top that was V-cut all the way down to his
naval. On his head, he had on a green elf hat. He was also sporting a pair
of elf ears and pointy shoes with bells.

As they expected, Tyce and Austin cleaned up on tips. Of course, like all
the tips the staff earned, they went into the communal tip jar and were
shared equally. The dining hall and bar closed at 9 p.m. and most of the
guests had left even earlier, so Austin and Tyce were back at their
apartment by 10:30. When they open the door to the apartment, they found
they had uninvited company.

"I see we're going to have to start locking the door when we leave," Tyce
said.

"I thought you guys were going out to a party after the basketball game."
Austin said.

"We were, but the team played like shit. The coach told them if he found
out any of them were partying after the game, fucking their girlfriends, or
even jacking off, they were off the team, Peter said. "That kind of threw a
wet blanket over any party plans."

"That, and we're missing Ethan and Evan bad," Paul said.

Peter added, "They're on a university campus with a lot, I mean a lot, of
hot guys. They don't rub our noses in it, but well, we're a bit jealous."

"So you want them to be exclusive," Tyce asked.

"No, that wouldn't be fair,"Paul said. "What we want, what we need, is some
cuddle time with our own hot college bros. We're not expecting anything
nasty. We know you guys are practically engaged."

"Come on you two, let's just chill and watch a movie," Austin said.

The guys ended up sharing a comforter, watching "Home Alone", and drinking
hot chocolate spiked with Peppermint Schnapps. It was after one o'clock
before Peter and Paul headed back to their room.

When they were gone, Austin and Tyce stripped off their clothes and climbed
into bed. Austin curled up beside Tyce with his head resting on his lover's
right pec. "Ummm" Austin purred, "This is so good."

"Yeah, there is no way I would keep my sanity if I didn't have you to come
home to. You don't know how much I have counted on you to carry me this
semester. You have been so encouraging and supportive. As long as I don't
bomb any of my finals, I am going to end up with a 4.0 this semester. I
have never had grades like that. In high school, I had to struggle to
maintain a 2.5 GPA. Thank you for sticking with me."

"Hey babe, don't underestimate yourself," Austin said. "You are the star
player here. I am just a cheerleader and the team manager who can give a
pretty decent massage."

"Now who's underestimating himself. You give a lot better massage than just
`pretty decent'."

"So is that your way of telling me you want a massage?"

"No, I'm telling you I need a massage; However, the only way you're going
to reach the spot that needs attention is with your cock. My prostate had
been aching for some P.T. -- pecker therapy."

Austin laughed, "Pecker Therapy? I haven't heard a penis called a Pecker in
years. That sounds like something grandpa would say: "Hey Ty, you'd better
stop playing with your pecker all the time, you'll wear it out before you
even get to your 13th birthday."

"That just goes to show what you know, It was my eleventh birthday."

Austin grabbed Tyce's cock and gave it a couple of good tugs and said, "I
don't think you could wear this out if you tried, and I'm pretty sure
you've tried."

The boys laughed and played under the cover, but soon they were hard and
hot. Tyce threw back the covers, rolled onto his back, grabbed his ankles,
and said, "Get busy."

Austin smiled and dived into Tyce's ass tongue first. It wasn't long before
moaning switch to begging as Tyce was desperate to be fucked. It was like
he had an itch he couldn't reach himself, but Austin could. Austin knew
just where to scratch, and was willing to do so for as long and as often as
Tyce needed him to.

The feel of Austin's cock alternating between massaging and pounding his
prostate was absolutely a drug for Tyce. He was addicted and each thrust
brought him to a new level of excitement until he was completely lost in
the an intense orgasm. Once Tyce's body began shaking from the force of his
orgasm, Tyce let go and added his own intense cum to that of his lover. It
was like the energy of their combined orgasm could power a small city. Then
for some time following, each involuntary jolt of Austin's cock would
provoke a corresponding charge to shoot from Tyce's ass to there rest of
his body.

Finally, Austin's cock slipped from his lover, and the two cuddled.

"I love you more than I can put into words," Tyce said. "I can't imagine
what it would be like without you."

"You won't ever have to find out," Austin said. "I am here for you
forever."

Then a few minutes of silence, and Tyce asked, "Did we just get engaged."

"I think so," Austin said.

"That's nice," Tyce said, and the happy couple drifted off to sleep in each
other's arms.

The next morning Tyce got up and made breakfast for Austin. When Austin
smelled the bacon frying, he woke up and joined Tyce.

They didn't really have must to say, until Tyce said, "I want you to now I
was serious last night, but I will understand if you were just caught up in
the moment. I don't want to push... I mean..."

Tyce was beginning to struggle for words and Austin shut him up with a
tender kiss. After that Austin said, "I absolutely commit myself to you. I
have wanted this for a while, but haven't known how to express it to you."

"Same here!"

"So now what?" Austin asked.

Tyce smiled and said, "I want us to get engagement rings. Not girly rings
with diamonds, but something that says hot gay studs."

"Yeah!" Austin said. "I know there are some websites that will let you
design your own rings. I think that will be fun."

"Then let's not tell anyone about being engaged," Tyce said. "That way,
when the rings come in, we can start wearing them to see how long it is
before someone figures it out."

So that night, Tyce and Austin got on the internet and started looking for
rings. They decide on dark grey black titanium rings with a blue
stripe. Inside the rings they had `Tyce & Austin 5/18' engraved. 5/18 was
the day they first met.

It was the week before Christmas and Tyce was finally done with classes. He
did finish the semester with a 4.0 GPA, and Dirk had given them the night
off to celebrate and bought them tickets for the Weezer concert at the
Choctaw Casino. Since the Choctaw Casino was one of the places you only had
to be 18 to gamble, Jay decided to also get them a room for the night.

"This is going to be so legendary," Tyce said as he threw his bag into the
trunk of the car.

"No, it's going to be beyond legendary," Austin screamed. "It's going to be
epic."

Just then the mail carrier drove up, and Austin ran over to get the mail
and put it in the apartment before they left. When he got the mail he
quickly looked to see what was in it, then stopped and pulled out a small
package. He looked up at Tyce and said, "They're here. The rings are here."

Tyce smiled and said, "Bring them with us. I have an idea."

When they got to the casino and checked into the room, it was 4 p.m. The
concert started at eight.

"So what's your idea?"

Tyce opened the package and took Austin's ring, then dropped to one knee
and said, "Austin Cox, I love you. You have filled a hole in my life, and
now I can't imagine a day without you. Will you spend the rest of your life
with me?"

"Yes," Austin said. Then Tyler slipped the ring on Austin's finger.

Next Austin took Tyce's ring and also dropped down on his knees and the
boys were looking into each other's eyes. Austin said, Tyce Wheeler, I love
you. In your arms I am safe and immensely joyful. You are my hero. Will you
spend the rest of your life with me?"

"Oh yes," Tyce said with tears starting to form in his eyes. Austin slipped
the ring on Tyce's finger and the two kissed. Finally, Tyce said, "I have
something in my bag." He stood up and opened his bag and found a bottle of
wine from one of the local wineries. "It's not champagne, but it is one of
your favorites."

Austin smiled and grabbed two plastic glasses, and Tyce poured wine into
each of them. They smiled and each took a drink; then Tyce said, "I can't
wait until after the concert. I need you now." Austin smiled then slowly
stripped off his clothes until the only thing he was wearing was his new
ring. Then Austin started undressing Tyce until he was wearing just his
ring.

Tyce poured them each another glass of wine, and said, "Let's take a bath."
For the next hour, they soaked in the tub, drank wine, and teased each
other's lips, nipples, and cocks. When the wine was gone, Austin turned
around to give Tyce access to his perfect bussy. Tyce wasted not one second
getting one, then two, fingers into Austin, who was soon moaning and
begging for more.

"You like that babe?" Tyce asked.

"Oh yes, it's sooo good."

"What do you want?"

"I want you to fuck me. I want you to own my ass. I want that huge college
stud cock buried deep inside of me."

"Damn you turn me on," Tyce said then removed his fingers and replaced them
with his cock. Austin groaned as Tyce sank all the way in. His hole was
stretched and Austin stood on the line between pain and pleasure. Tyce was
laying his torso on Austin's back and had his arms wrapped around Austin's
chest. Austin yelped as Tyce pinched his right nipple. He pinched it a
second time and Austin's cock was instantly drooling a large quantity of
pre.

Tyce slipped his free hand down and grabbed Austin's pulsing cock and said,
"You get off on that, don't you?"

Austin moan.

Then Tyce squeezed Austin's nipple again and said, "I bet a couple of tugs
on this hard shaft and you'll be shooting a load into the bath. Is that
what you want?"

"Yes, please daddy, make my cum."

Tyce pumped his cock into Austin's ass a couple of time than squeezed on
Austin's nipple.

"Fuck! Fuck! Ooooh FUUUCK!" Austin moaned, and Tyce heard the sound of a
stream of cum forcefully splashing into the tub, followed by four or five
more splashes.

After Austin was finished, it was Tyce's turn, and he began fucking
Austin. He started slow and gradually built until Austin's ass was being
railed, but he still kept begging for more. Finally, Tyce yelled "I'm
cuuummming," and exploded inside Austin. Even after six huge loads, Tyce
cock kept spasming in an effort to pump out even more.

When his cock finally deflated enough to fall out of Austin, Tyce said, "In
addition to all those things I said earlier, you've got the sexiest fucking
ass in all of Oklahoma."

After showering and getting dressed, the guys decide they weren't hungry
and would wait until after the concert to eat. Instead, they decided to hit
the casino for an hour. Tyce decided to try his hand at Blackjack, and Tyce
headed for the slots. Tyce was about ready to call it quits, when the
machine he was playing suddenly when crazy. At first he thought he'd done
something wrong, but soon people were gathering around and cheering as the
machine kept flashing and bells continued to ring. It wasn't long before a
couple of people from the casino showed up to congratulate him and asked
for his players card and I.D. In the end, Austin ended up winning $7,200.

"Are you staying at in the hotel?" one of the casino employee's asked.

"Yes, but I and my friend are getting ready to go to the concert," Austin
said.

"Then we'll just keep your winnings at the cashier's cage until you are
ready to pick them up."

"Thanks," Austin said, still overwhelmed and excited by the entire
experience.

When Austin and Tyce met up to go to the concert, Tyce said, "Well, I
didn't win, how did you do?"

"I won a bit," Austin said trying not to smile too big.

"Well, let's go find our seats," Tyce said.

The concert was amazing. Somehow Jay had managed to get floor seats right
up close to the stage. Tyce said he was sure, Zeke and Donte had something
to do with that. Tyce and Austin didn't sit down for the entire
concert. They danced and sang along with the band. It was a great time.

They also had to laugh at a couple of thirty-something women who'd had
quite a bit to drink. For some reason they never caught on that Tyce and
Austin are gay and a couple. Several times while they were dancing, one of
the women would squeeze one of their asses or try to grope their junk. At
the end of the concert they even invited the boys up to their room.

Tyce politely smiled put his arm around Austin, and said, "Sorry
ma'am. That is a very tempting offer; however, my boyfriend might not
approve." He then gave Austin a kiss.

"Fuck," one of the women said, "Why are the cute one's always gay?"

The four had a good laugh and the two women apologized for their
handsiness.

Austin said, "Don't give it another thought. We took it as a compliment."

After they left the concert, Tyce asked, "Where do you want to eat?"

"I have a voucher for one of the restaurants that's open 24/7?"

"Where did you get that?" Tyce asked.

"I'll tell you after we stop by the casino. I have something I need to do."

Tyce was curious, but decide to just go along. When they got to the
cashier's cage, and Austin presented his I.D., Tyce was shocked to see the
cashier count to 72 $100 bills.

"I can't believe you won that much money, and I really can believe you have
been so calm about it." Tyce say excitedly.

"Well, until they actually put the cash in my hand, I kind of thought it
was a big prank," Austin said as the reality began to settle in. "Someone
like me doesn't get lucky twice in one year, let alone one day."

"Lucky twice, what do you mean?" Tyce said a bit confused. "You won two
jackpots?"

"Yes, one of them is named Tyce."

"So, that makes me a `Tycepot'."

"No, you are a sexpot, and I plan on getting lucky a third time tonight."

"Oh babe, that's not luck. That's a sure bet."

The food voucher was a gift that came with Austin's jackpot. No doubt, an
attempt to get him to stay at the casino and give back some of his
winnings. However, Austin wasn't taking the bait. After they replenished
their fuel, Tyce and Austin headed for their room and a long night of love
making.

The next morning after along shower together, they loaded up and headed
back to The Whitman. They had to be back to open the bar and greet a new
tour that was meeting at 4:00. Also, Dirk had called a staff meeting for
three. So, the guys needed to get back to restock the bar, cut up some
citrus, and make sure the glassware was all clean and back to the bar.

During the holidays, and with much of the staff still in school, Molly had
started having a sandwich platter available for the staff to grab a quick
snack before going to work. So, she brought the sandwiches and some chips
to the meeting. Just as the meeting was getting ready to start, Tyce and
Austin both reached to a sandwich from the platter in the middle of the
table, and Emily and Elsie both screamed at the same time.

"What the hell?!" Dirk said.

Then Molly said, "Their hands, look at their hands."

As much as Tyce and Austin wanted to play off the rings as nothing special,
their blushing smiles betrayed them. The meeting quickly transformed into a
celebration of a new step in Tyce's and Austin's relationship, and no one
was more happy for the two than their proud parents, Dirk and Jay.

Dirk and Jay cared very much about all of their staff and their friends,
but Tyce and Austin were special. They came to The Whitman without a
family, and Dirk and Jay adopted them, and they adopted Dirk and Jay. So,
on Christmas Eve, when the McAllisters, April and May, and the twins were
with their families, Tyce and Austin were with theirs.

After closing the bar and office on Christmas Eve, It was time for the
Dirk, Jay, and the boys to celebrate and exchange gifts. However, before
they started, Jay said everyone needed put on the flannel PJs he'd
orders. Dirk rolled his eyes, but Jay insisted. The PJs were amazing, and
while Dirk continued to say matching PJs for Christmas was too
hetero-suburban, Dirk did have to grudgingly admit he liked how they felt
next to his naked skin.

Dirk's Christmas tradition was Hot Toddies. He mixed Bourbon, hot water,
honey, and lemon juice and a few secret spices for his personal take on the
traditional drink. He served it along with a variety of holiday snack. It
was perfect.

When it came to exchanging presents, there were a number of thoughtful
gifts, but the surprise was a when Dirk said, he'd booked a seven day
Mexican cruise for the four of them, and they had to be in Galveston on
Jan. 4th. He called this the Whitman Boy's Vacation. Something he intended
to be an annual event.

However, the most emotional moment, was when Tyce and Austin gave Dirk a
shirt that said, "World's Greatest Dad," and Jay a shirt that said,
"World's Greatest Uncle." The two quickly stripped off their PJ tops,
exposing two very muscular torso's that, despite the messages on shirts
they were about to slip on, had not yet turned into `dad bods.'

Jay said, "So, I'm the uncle; you know what that means...I'm the fun one."

Dirk said, "No, I think it means you're the irresponsible one."

"Like I said--the fun one."

Austin took out his phone and snapped a picture of Dirk and Jay arm in arm,
in their new shirts, and wearing huge smiles. Then he and Tyce joined them
for another picture, which Austin posted to his Insta with the caption "My
Family Christmas." It wasn't long before the pic had a couple of hundred
likes from friends and Whitman guests.

After presents, it was time for some more of Dirk's Hot Toddies. While Dirk
was filling glasses, Jay pulled up Amazon Prime on the big screen TV and
started "Miracle on 34th Street" Dirk and Jay snuggled on the couch, and
Tyce and Austin took the large pillows on the floor. By the time the movie
was finished, Austin was asleep and Tyce had to gently wake him to get him
to the bed. The boys were spending the night in Dirk's and Jay's guest
room, and it was a good thing because the Toddies were having an impact.

Once in bed, Austin snuggled up against Tyce and said while shedding a
tear, "I finally got my Christmas wish. I got a family of my own."

At the same moment, Edgar Jackson was liking Austin's Insta post while
shedding a few tears of his own. Knowing that, against all odds, one of his
boys making a good life after aging out, was just the best Christmas
present a hard working social worker could get.

The End of Aging Out

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