Date: Wed, 4 Feb 2015 17:59:49 -0500
From: Personal <gmwatson118@gmail.com>
Subject: Trials and Tales of Law and Love Chapter 11

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Chapter 11 - Coming to Terms

"Mitch, why don't you go ahead and go home. You need to talk to Tony,"
Mitch's father said as he went to his son behind the desk. "Francine and I
will be looking into our options. We won't let her win this son, it's just
not an option." Francine then walked over to Mitch and said, "We will beat
this, but it's going to be hard. Go home to your boys and think this
over. Also I'm not 100% sure, but since she has petitioned the courts for
full custody of the twins because of an unsafe and unwholesome environment,
we have to be prepared." Mr. Brown looked over at Mitch as his face turned
even more sullen at Francine's statement and said, "You can't mean that
Francine?" Francine looked at both of the Brown men and said,
"Unfortunately, yes, Mr. Brown. Mitch and Tony have to be prepared, because
DSS could show up on his doorstep at any time now."

Mitch was still in a daze as he got up to leave his office.  His mind was
consumed with a myriad of thoughts. He just couldn't stand the fact that
Rebecca could be so selfish and hateful. It was her choice to leave, not
his. As far as he was concerned, they would still be together if she hadn't
packed up and left so abruptly and without any warning. She left him to
care for two newborn baby boys by himself. And then, Tony, out of nowhere,
came and filled her role better than anyone could possibly do. Tony was
perfect as far as Mitch was concerned. Without him, he didn't know where he
would be right now. All he did know was that they had to do everything they
could to protect their sons.

Mitch was practically in a daze as he made his way home. He pulled into the
driveway to gather his thoughts before going in to tell Tony the news.
Mitch slowly got out of the car and made his way into house. He took a deep
breath as he opened the door. He could hear Tony talking to their sons as
he got closer to the family room. The boys were talking to Tony just as
much as Tony was talking to them. A mixture of English and baby babbles
filled Mitch's ears. It warmed his heart that Tony cared about him and the
boys so much. He could walk out of all three of their lives at any time,
but he chooses to stay. Despite how difficult it might be and the obstacles
that seem to pop up daily, Tony still chooses to stay, which makes Mitch
love him anymore.

Tony was leaning over the boys' bassinet when Mitch walked up behind
him. Mitch pushed his crotch against Tony's ass, which made Tony jump at
first. He leaned back into Mitch and said, "Hey, Daddy. I didn't hear you
come in. Your guys were just having a little conversation about what we
were having for dinner." Tony craned his neck back to give Mitch a kiss as
Mitch wrapped his arms around Tony's waist. Tony pulled back and said, "I
missed you, baby. I know you just left for the office this morning, but
I've been missing you all day long." Mitch kissed Tony again and said, "I
missed you and my little men today too. It definitely was an adjustment
going back to the office today after being off for nearly two weeks." Tony
turned around and wrapped his arms around Mitch and gave him another kiss,
then said "Why don't you go ahead and get changed so I can get dinner ready
for you and the boys."

While Mitch went up to change, Tony rolled the boys into the kitchen so he
could get dinner started. He was just going to make a simple salad, and
sauté some salmon. He was getting the ingredients out of their
respective places when Mitch walked back into the kitchen. Mitch walked
over to the boys and gave them each a kiss. He picked both boys up out of
their bassinet and sat at the breakfast nook table as Tony set about
preparing dinner. Mitch looked down at his sons looking up at him. They
both looked so much like him, it was as if the only thing Rebecca did was
push. There was no denying that these boys were his. The love he felt for
these two little boys was indescribable. A tear started rolling down his
cheek, as he thought about the prospect of losing his sons to Rebecca. Tony
turned around in time to see the interaction between Mitch and his sons.

Tony walked over to Mitch and pulled out a chair beside him. He took Aiden
from Mitch and asked, "What's wrong baby?" He then reached over any wiped
the tears off of Mitch's face. Mitch looked at each of his sons, then at
Tony and said "Rebecca served me with divorce papers today." Tony looked at
Mitch not really surprised because he knew that eventually Rebecca would do
that. So he reached out for Mitch's hand and then said "OK, so is there
anything wrong? We knew that this day would come eventually, but should we
concerned about anything?" Mitch squeezed Tony's hand hard and said "She's
attempting to get full custody of the boys on the basis of them being kept
in an unsafe and unwholesome environment.  She's trying to use the fact
that we are in a relationship against us, trying to make it seem as though
we would have a negative effect on the boys." My blood instantly started to
boil. I couldn't believe that Rebecca would stoop so low for a check.
That's all she sees when she sees the boys. She doesn't care about them at
all - if she did she would still be here with them.

Looking at Mitch I said, "Babe it doesn't matter. She won't win this.  No
judge will accept the fact that she walked off from her sons, not even
bringing them home from the hospital. We have signed statements saying that
we picked the boys up from the hospital. We also have the letter that she
wrote to you stating that she wanted nothing more to do with you or the
boys." Mitch looked pensively at me and said, "That may be true babe, but
we are living in South Carolina. And although we have all that evidence
against Rebecca, we already have one major mark against us being that we
are gay. South Carolina is not the most gay-friendly state. From what
Francine said, DSS could show up on our doorstep any time." My facial
expression at Mitch's statement made me even angrier. I just couldn't
fathom taking two children from their homes which maintained a safe
environment just because their parents happened to be of the same sex.

I looked down at little Aiden whom I was holding. His beautiful grey eyes,
just like his father's, were looking back at me. A small smile curled up on
lips. I instantly started to feel the same thing Mitch was feeling when I
walked up to him earlier to ask what was wrong. The thought of losing the
boys to such an evil woman is unbearable. We couldn't let that happen. I
said to Mitch, "So what are our options, baby? We can't let her win this!"
Mitch said, "Francine and dad are working on this right now as we speak.
Francine says that it's not going to be easy. We just have to give it our
all and hope for the best. Hopefully we will go before a gay-friendly
family court judge." I squeezed Mitch's hand and said, "Thats all we can do
then - just hope for the best."

The rest of the evening was pretty solemn. The boys didn't go back into
their bassinet at all the rest of the day. Either Mitch or I was holding
them at all times, even when we were eating our dinner, I guess, out of
fear of today being the last day we held them. My mom called to check on
us, but more so on the boys. I informed her of everything that Rebecca was
trying to do. She, of course, was quite upset. She assured me that
everything would work out for the best and that she loved each one of us so
much. She asked to speak to Mitch and she told him the same thing. She said
that she would be back down on Saturday, and told us to kiss the boys for
her, then hung up. We took the boys upstairs to give them their baths. As
usual, there was lots of playing as the boys loved being in the water. We
got them dried off, and got them into their pajamas. We both sat down on
the nursery sofa with each of us holding one of our sons. We lightly rocked
our sons to sleep, looking down at them the whole time as they slowly
drifted off to sleep.

Both Mitch and I were in a daze as we held our sleeping sons. Mitch broke
our daze when he said, "I'm going to do everything I possibly can to
protect our family, baby. I won't let Rebecca win. Our sons are counting on
us. We won't lose them – it's not an option. I won't lose you! "  I
leaned over with Aiden in my arms and gave Mitch a kiss and said, "Thank
you, baby. I've grown so attached to Alex and Aiden. I love our little
family. And I, too, will do everything I can to protect our family. Rebecca
won't win this." We then got up to put the twins in their cribs. The
thought of sleeping in the room with the boys crossed both Mitch's and my
mind, but we decided against it. I grabbed the baby monitor as we exited
the nursery.

We made our way down the hall to our bedroom. We took a shower together and
got into bed. Mitch pulled me close to his chest as we lay in bed. I turned
around to face him. I put my fingers across his lips, then brought my face
close to his for a kiss. I pulled back and looked into Mitch's eyes and
said, "I love you, baby.  We will get through this. We just have to rely on
each other and we will make it through." Mitch put his hand on the side of
my face and pulled me close again for another kiss.  His kiss was much more
passionate. He pulled away and said, "I love you too, Tony, more than
anyone. You and the boys own my heart. I am and will do anything for each
of you. That's my life's mission now: to make sure that my men will always
be safe and never have to want for anything. Rebecca won't break up our
family, and if, by some chance, she does succeed in getting the boys, I
will fight with my last breath to bring them back home to us. This I
promise you baby."

I looked at Mitch with such love in my eyes and kissed him again. He kissed
back harder than I did. Our kissing started to get more urgent. He pulled
me on top of him as his tongue pushed its way into my mouth. He sucked on
my tongue as he placed a hand on each of my ass cheeks. He pulled them
apart as our two cocks were trapped between our bodies, rubbing against
each other, the friction causing us to moan into each other's mouth. I
pulled away from Mitch's mouth and made my way down to his neck. I sucked
and nibbled on his neck as he played with twitching rosebud. He was really
driving me over the edge with his fingers, if he kept that up I knew I
would surely shoot my load, which I wasn't ready to do just yet. So I made
my way further down his body making sure to stop at each of Mitch's dime
sized nipples to nibble on each one. Mitch moaned as I ran my tongue across
his chest to each nipple. He pushed my head hard into his chest as lightly
nibbled on each one.

I looked up at Mitch with both lust and love in my eyes as I ran my tongue
down his pleasure-trail-covered washboard abs. I made my way further down
until I was faced with my prize. Mitch's cock had grown to full mast. I
looked Mitch in the eye as I took his cock into my hand and lightly jacked
it. His hips were moving with the motions of my hand. He was trying to make
me speed up the movement of my hand. Mitch moaned out, "Jack that cock
baby! Your hand feels so fucking good on my cock!" I then leaned forward
and took the head of Mitch's cock into my mouth. Mitch moaned deeply as I
teased the tip of his cock with his tongue. I opened my mouth as wide as I
could and relaxed my throat so that I could take Mitch's monster further
down my throat. I had about half of Mitch's meat down my throat, and then I
moved my head up and down using as much spit as I could muster to make
Mitch's cock as wet as possible. I made love to Mitch's cock with my
mouth. Mitch was in pure ecstasy.  He breathed heavily as he put a hand on
each side of my face, and then he worked my head up and down on his
cock. I, on the other hand, was leaking precum like a faucet as I sucked
Mitch's cock. He suddenly pulled my head up and said "Swing around baby, I
want to have some fun too." I obeyed his request, and swung my legs
around. Mitch took my balls into his mouth as I continued to work on his
cock. I moaned deep on his cock as he took one, then both balls into his
mouth playing with them on his tongue, while running his finger over my
twitching hole. He then ran his tongue up the length of the back of my ball
sack up to the area between my balls and asshole. He licked and nibbled on
that area which just about drove me to the point of shooting my load. I
pushed my ass back against his face as i pulled off his cock, not being
able to focus on sucking him with all the sensations running through my
body.

Mitch's tongue then made its way to my rosebud where he gave it the same
treatment that he gave my perineum. He pulled me back on to his face so
that I was sitting directly on his face as he attacked my hole with his
tongue. I ground my ass against his face as he fucked my hole with his
tongue. I moaned out, "Eat my hole baby...make...my hole...feel good..."
Mitch then pushed me forward on the bed and he got directly behind me and
he continued his assault on my asshole. I was jacking my cock off as Mitch
positioned my back into a perfect arch with my head laying on the bed. He
suddenly pulled my cock away from my hands and started running his tongue
up the length of the back of my cock and up to my balls, and finally to my
hole. He then sat up and put his cock between my ass cheeks and he started
to hump against my hole with cock. I reached my hands back to pull him
closer to me as he rubbed his cock against the length of my ass. I was
moving my ass to match Mitch's movements against it. The friction of his
cock rubbing against my ass was causing both of us to haze out in ecstasy.

Mitch was soon at the point of no return and he yelled out, "I'm cumming,
baby!" And he shot his load down the length of my back. The feel of his
warm cum against my skin, drove me over the edge and I shot my load beneath
me without even touching myself. I collapsed on the bed trapping my leaky
cock between my stomach and the bed. I felt Mitch's tongue go along the
length of my back, collecting the prize he shot on my back. When he got my
back completely clean he turned me around licked the remained of my load
off of cock, then he came up to kiss me, sharing our freshly made loads on
his tongue. I pulled him on top of me where we made out, while I ran my
hand up and down his back down to his ass.

Mitch rolled off of me, and turned my body so that my back was against of
chest. He pulled me tight against his body as I grabbed on his arms. I
brought his hand to my mouth and gave it a kiss and said, "Although sex was
the last thing on my mind tonight, I guess we needed to get all that stress
out, baby. Thank you. I think we both needed that with everything going on
right now" Mitch then kissed the back of my neck and said, "You're welcome,
baby, but you don't ever have to thank me for what we just did. We can do
that whenever you want, as much as you want." I turned my head back and
gave Mitch a kiss, and then we drifted off to sleep.

The next morning I woke up feeling refreshed, and definitely better after
Mitch and I showed each other our love for each other last night. I heard
the boys stirring over the baby monitor so I woke Mitch up, as had me in
his usual morning vice grip with his cock trapped between my ass cheeks. We
got our robes on and went to get our boys. As usual Alex and Aiden's eyes
lit up at the sight of Mitch and me. We took them downstairs to get their
breakfast ready. As we were walking down the stairs to the kitchen, the
doorbell rang. I looked back at Mitch, and he just shrugged his shoulder
and said, "I'm not expecting anyone."

We both went to the front door, and their stood a short older lady and
fully dressed police officer. Mitch said, "Good morning, how can I help
you?" She looked at Mitch and me, looking us up and down, and then at Alex
and Aiden. The police officer behind her was doing the same thing as the
woman. I thought for a split second I saw a look of hate in the woman's
eyes, and she said "Hello, I'm Amy Jones and I'm with the Department of
Social Services. And this is Sheriff Anthony Howell. We need to speak with
you inside."