Date: Mon, 16 Oct 2017 22:55:47 -0400
From: jfamcam@gmail.com
Subject: Battered Brother

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Battered Brother

It was the week between Christmas and New Years. Living in northeast NJ,
there was snow, ice and slush on the ground. Jon was driving home after
running errands. Jon is a 74 year old recently widowed, retired builder. He
was in Middleville, the next town over from Hopewell where he had his home
of the last 40 years.

 	Out of the blue he spied a young boy come racing out of his house,
bare ass naked. He jumped the curb then slipped on a patch of ice and went
sliding across the road. Jon furiously pumped the breaks and came to stop
just avoiding hitting the youngster. He jumped out of the car took off his
coat and quickly covered the sobbing boy. He helped him up and into his old
van. He judged the boy to be 12 or 13 years old. He was a handsome fellow
about 5' 7" maybe 125 lbs, blond hair and blue eyes, a little on the skinny
side. He was hysterical, crying and yelling "FUCK YOU Derrick!! FUCK YOU!!
Someday, I'll get you. "

	Jon tried to calm the boy, rather doubting if his mother was home
he asked anyway. The response brought more sobs and anguish as he said "no
she died in October." Jon asked again, "your father?" The boy sadly shook
his head. Jon weighed his options of what to do; police, hospital; or
home. He could always go to the police or hospital if he felt the need. So
it was home to his house. On the way between the sobs and tears he found
out he had Justin Grant riding with him. He was barely coherent and shaking
profusely; Jon thought he was about to go into shock if he wasn't there
already.

	Jon pulled into his driveway and told Justin to wait in the van
while Jon went inside to find something to cover him. He came presently
with an old bathrobe and pair of slippers. It was way too big on Justin but
Jon thought that was fine. He helped him the short distance into the house
and then up the stairs to the bath room.

	"Justin, you are safe now, I won't let anyone hurt you here; I
think a hot shower will do you good." Justin had that far away look in his
eyes. There was no response but compliance as he took off the robe. Jon now
had a better look at his injuries. He had a pretty bad scrape on his hip,
leg and butt but there was good bit of blood running down Justin crack.

 "Justin, I'm going to have to take a look at your anal area. Is it alright
if I do that?"

	Justin nodded his head. The tears had stopped; the shakes and sobs
had lessened but were still there. Jon ever so gently pulled Justin cheeks
apart and there he saw a pretty good gash right by his asshole. It didn't
look bad enough for stitches and Jon thought it would be dam near
impossible to get in there.
	"Justin I'm going to get some hydrogen peroxide to clean up these
cuts. Go ahead and get in the shower."
	Justin nodded again.

	When Jon got back the hot shower was doing its job. Justin's
breathing was returning to normal.  Jon asked, "How's it going in there?"
Praying that there would a calm response.

	" O Okay I I guess. Bbut there iiss a a lot of blood ."

	"I know, I'm gonna stop that as soon as you are done. I'll wait
right here; you take your time and warm up. Running around naked in the
middle of winter isn't too good for you, you know."

	"Ttt thanks mmmister; tthanks for helping mme." Justin stuttered.

	Jon said " It's nothing, now what kind of a person would I be to
not give you a hand."  Five minutes latter Justin said " I I g guess I'mm d
done." As he shut off the water. Jon had a clean towel ready for him as
Justin stepped out and Jon wrapped him up in it. Giving the boy a good hug
and said again "You are safe here; no one is going to hurt you.  You ok?"

	"Yeah I think so except for the blood."

Jon dried Justin's head and rubbed his back though the towel to get him
dry. "Ok come on into the operating room." Jon lead him onto his bed. "Lay
down on your stomach Justin. I'm gonna bandage these scrapes and cuts."
Justin did as he was told. Jon started on his legs applying the hydrogen
peroxide and then pat drying and where is was bleeding applying a band
aid. There wasn't too many places that were bleeding from the scraping. He
then applied aloe verde on the burning part of the scrapes over his butt,
hip and legs. Justin moaned slightly and said "that feels so good, mister."

Jon then went to move onto the bigger problem. "Justin you have a pretty
good gash right by your A hole. I'm going to need your help to get to
it. Can you do that?"

"Yes sir."  Justin kept the answer short and sweet not wanting to go into
detail about how he got cut there.

"Ok turn over on your right side and bring you left leg up and over and
grab and spread your cheeks apart." Jon helped Justin get into the position
took his hand to hold his butt cheek; then applied the hydrogen peroxide
over the gash a couple times getting it 100% clean to be free from
infection. Next he applied some Neosporin on a gauze pad and placed it on
the cut. He applied pressure for a minute or so to lessen the bleeding. He
then took the pad off and did the procedure again with a double pad; that
done he taped the pads in position with adhesive tape. "I'm going to have
to check that in an hour or so Justin to make sure the bleeding has
stopped. Ok, we are done. Now, are you a sexy naked nudist or do you
normally wear clothes?"

" I normally wear clothes."

"Ok lets see if I can come up with something temporarily for you."  Jon
rummaged about and came up with one of his smaller t shirts and a pair of
gym shorts. The gym shorts had string ties and he undid them for
Justin. Justin put on the shirt, the sleeves were at his elbow and the
length came down to his thighs but it covered him. The shorts were well
below his knees more like peddle pushers.

Justin was struggling with the strings. "Say mister what can I call you,
you know your name."

"Well Justin I'm Jon Calahan, my grand kids call me Pops and I think that
is better than Jon or Mr. Calahan. Does that work for you."

"Yes sir, Pops I was just thinking I don't have a grandpa but if I did I
would want him to be just like you"

"Why thank you Justin I'll take that as a compliment. Lets pick up all this
stuff and go down stairs to find something to eat."

With that Justin got up and the shorts fell off him down to his ankles."

"You sure you're not one of those nudist fellows." Pops laughed.

"No, Pops, I can't get the strings tight enough will you help me." Justin
asked even though he knew he had a chubby coming on and he figured Pops
would see it.

"Ok come here boy." Jon pulled them up and spied the boy's erection. He
made one string into a hangman's loop and pulled the other through it
pulled it real tight and tied it off with a slip knot. "we'll get you some
proper clothes in a little bit ok"

"Yes sir Pops, I'm sorry being all naked and you doing stuff on my butt got
me a little excited."

"Justin, can I tell you something about your penis."

"Ahh yeah I guess."

"Well my boy, penis's ... can I say dick... or pecker ... what are you guys
calling it these days"?

"Yeah sure either of those will do"

"Well your pecker it's not so smart but it's enthusiastic. You know it's
used for making babies as well as taking a leak. Right?"

"Sure Pops, we had that in Sex Ed."

"Well, you see it just has got to the point where it can help make babies
so at the slightest hint there might be a baby making job it jumps to
attention. You get undressed, to take a shower and it thinks " Ut oh, I
better get ready he is getting naked... ATTENTION ... Or even if he has
been sleeping for a while ... Jeez what did I miss better get
ready... ATTENTION. So he is not so smart but he is enthusiastic and quite
willing.

Justin, was giggling all the while as Jon was talking. It was funny the way
Jon said it but it made sense. Jon continued "so don't get embarrassed if
your pecker is getting ready and if anybody ever teases you about it coming
to attention just say yeah I got the dumbest pecker in the whole world; he
just doesn't know where to make babies".

"Thanks Pops, I never had it explained like that but it makes sense and I
won't worry about getting a boner now."

"Ok lets go see if we can find something to eat now.... You hungry, I am?"

"Yeah Pops, I am but I don't want to be a bother to you."

"No bother Justin, teenage boys are like eating machines. Ya gotta eat to
get strong and for the growing and for making your pecker able to get to
attention."

"Pops, enough teasing about my pecker."

 "OK" First Pops got a cushion for Justin to sit on. "Gotta protect those
cute buns of yours that all the girls must drool over."  Then dug around
the kitchen got out the Green Tea heated a mug in the micro wave -- waved a
little bit of brady over it and gave it to Justin. Justin sipped it.

"Not sure that's the case so much and I think I'm gonna play for the other
side".

"Really "

Justin found it real easy to talk to Pops. "Boy Pops this tea is really
great.. what did you put in it."

"Oh a secret ingredient"

"Can I tell you something."

"Sure, you can tell me anything and it'll be between you and me."

"You know all guys my age look at porn."

" Yeah free access today makes it easy"

"Well naked girls don't get Mr. Enthusiastic so enthusiastic but for cute
guys he snaps to attention. So I figure I'm gay. What do you think?"

"Hmmm you got a solid point there. But I think it might be too early to put
a label on yourself. You are just getting into the sex thing you might find
girls as attractive as guys at some point."

"You think so Pops, really!!"

"A lot of guys are bisexual you know ... like girls and guys. They get
married and have kids and hang out with the guys a lot too. Could
happen..."

" I think some girls are cute at school... maybe I am bi"

"You know just because your dick is ready to do sexy stuff doesn't mean
your emotions are. For me at 13, I didn't know how to act with girls. I
understood guy stuff but girls were a mystery. Then things changed and one
special girls laughs at all your crazy jokes and does cute little girly
things like twirl her hair and you want to hold her and hug her and protect
her. And Mr. Pecker thinks it's time to make babies. I would wait till you
are say 20 years old before you decide you're gay. Not that there is
anything wrong with being gay. The most important thing is to be who you
really are and to be proud of it."

"I am so glad I talked to you. Can I have some more tea?"

"Yes, but no more secret ingredient. You've had a very hard day and I
wanted you to be able to relax. So you want to tell me what happen today?"
Pops asked as he gave Justin a ham and cheese sandwich and a mug of cream
of mushroom soup.


"Well, I guess I ought to. I mean you saved my ass in more ways than one."
Justin tried to make a joke out of it.  So Justin started in a very quite
voice "My brother has been real mean to me since our mom died. Dad had to
go back to work; he is away on the road for his company almost the entire
week and home on weekends. He left Derrick in charge because he is almost
17 and he took that as he can order me around like his slave. I clean the
house, wash the clothes, make the food and clean up. He does nothing and if
I say anything he beats me. His friend, Steve is over a lot and he is even
worse. He made me act like a dog one day and Derrick just laughed. It was
either be a dog or get beat up and he said if I told Dad when he came home;
I would be a bloody mess after he went back to work. Today they were
watching porn on the computer and it showed a girl getting weird stuff like
a broom stick put in her. Then shit head, Steve gets the idea to do it to
me." Justin started crying but caught his breath and went on. " They held
me down and stripped me, naked. Derrick held me while Steve got the plunger
from the bath room and tried to ram it up my ass. I was yelling and
screaming and squirming so much that Steve couldn't do it but not from lack
of trying. There was one sharp edge on the plunger that's what must have
cut me. Derrick probably got tired from holding me and I got loose and ran
out the door. That's when you found me."

Pops went over to Justin, he was wiping tears from his eyes, he was so
taken by the story. He gave Justin a great big hug, holding him so tight
and whispered "you'll be safe here.. thank you for telling me.. You are a
very brave young man." They stayed that way for a minute or so Pops hugging
Justin and almost rocking him like a much younger child. Finally Pops wiped
the tears from Justin's eyes and then his own.

"Ok, you are going to have to be brave one more time and call your dad and
we will tell him everything. We'll do it together. OK"

" I really don't want to.. but if you say it has to be I'll do it."

"Good boy do you know his number?"

"No, I never dial it. It's in my phone."

 "Well we are just going to have to get your phone and while we are at it
some of your clothes and anything else you may need."

"I would like my laptop too but what if he's there; what if Steve is there
too."

"I guess I'll just have to bring along a persuader."

Pops went to a closet and got out 2 baseball bats. Then he bundled Justin
up in an old jacket put 3 pairs of his sock on him and he fit an old pair
of boots. The ride to Justin's house was short. As they pulled up there
were 2 cars in the driveway. "Shit Pops they are here lets come back
latter"

"No Justin this is something I need to do. You stay in the car and lock the
doors in case they get away from me." With that Pops went up to house and
took out his bat and used it to knock on the door.

Derrick came to the door and said, "what do you want old man."

Pops took the bat and shoved it into Derrick's stomach. As he doubled over
he gave him another shot in the balls and Derrick was down, rolling on the
floor gasping for air, clutching his privates in sever pain. Steve came
running up and tried to hit Pops but the old man side stepped him and swung
the bat as hard as he could and caught Steve square in the back.  Steve
went reeling out the door and fell on the sidewalk.

Pops went over to Derrick prodded him with the bat and said, "look at me
boy!!" Derrick looked up with hurt fearful eyes. "You are one miserable
excuse for a brother!! Get your so called friend and get out of this house
and get lost for an hour. Your brother needs to get some things and he
doesn't need the likes of you or your dirt bag friend around. One last
thing, molesting a minor is a very serious crime; you & shit head could be
put away for a very long time. I'm thinking about talking to your father
about it but if you come back and cause me or Justin any trouble I'll just
take Justin to the police right now and they'll pick you up. Do you
understand?"

"Y yyes."

"Yes what you little shit."

"Yes sir, I understand"

"Ok get out of here, if you still see my van here when you come back just
drive on by."

Derrick gamely got up still bent over he went over to Steve. "We gotta get
out of here, come on" They made it to Derrick's car and drove away.

Pops called for Justin and they went into the house. Pops found evidence of
what he thought was drug use and asked Justin if they were doing drugs
there. Justin said yes. Pops packaged up the needle and ash trays. He
wanted to gauge what kind of man Frank Grant was before he decided what to
do with it. Pops told Justin to get as much of his clothes as he could. If
he had a pillow or blanket he wanted to bring that too. Justin of course
got his phone and lap top and a couple computer games. They had to use big
garbage bags for the clothes and such but in short order were all packed
up.

Once in the van, Justin texted Derrick that they were done and he could go
back to the house. He also said "Are you all right? I had no idea that Pops
was gonna lay into you like that. And you gotta lose that scum Steve, he is
gonna get you put in jail. Pops found some of the drugs."

As Derrick and Steve were driving around Steve said, " We gotta get that
old man and your punk brother."

"Jeeze Steve, will you wise up. I mean how stupid can you get?  We molested
my little brother. I am the world's worst big brother and you are a
depraved sick bastard. If he goes to the cops, we'll go to jail. If we go
to beat on him, he'll for sure go to the cops. He said he was gonna talk to
my dad. Maybe my dad will somehow save my ass and your's too. You leave
both of them alone. You hear me."

"Ok, OK you don't have to get all Mr. Goody Goody on me. You were holding
him down."

Pops pulled into the driveway. As they entered his house, Justin got a text
from Derrick.

"Hey Justin, thanks for asking if I was all right. I'm ok, I'm gonna have a
bruise or two but I'm really ok. And it's not like I didn't deserve
it. When I opened the door, I gave your Pops guy some tough guy shit so he
didn't have a chance to do less than what he did. Jeeze, I've been a real
asshole for a brother. I deserve what Pops gave me and more. Thanks for the
heads up about the house. You're right, Steve is a sick depraved jerk. I
don't know why I hung out with him. I pray someday you'll be able to
forgive me."

Justin was still mad and angry, more at Steve than Derrick. Blood is thick
and he remembered how Derrick was before their mom died. He showed the text
to Pops.

Pops said, "Maybe there is some hope for your brother, yet. I'm glad you
showed that to me because I was thinking the best thing would be to tell
the police. But I think we'll wait to see what your dad has to say. Do you
agree?"

"I'd like to get Steve but we really can't do that without lying or
involving Derrick. Can we?"

"The facts are the facts; to go to the police will be embarrassing for you
and jeopardize your brothers whole life. If you think Derrick would do
crazy stuff to some other kid than for sure we should turn him in. But if
you think he let Steve lead him and would never do anything like this again
than maybe your dad can get him some help. You ready to call your dad?"

"Ok but will you tell all the bad shit; I don't want to be the one to hurt
him. He lost mom and now this, he's a good dad and this is gonna hurt."

"Ok, you dial say hello and tell him something bad happened but there's
some one here that will tell you. I'll go over what you told me and let him
talk to you again. How does that sound."

Justin was tearing up, really couldn't speak and just nodded his head. Took
his phone and punched in the call to his dad. Pops said to put the phone on
speaker.

Frank Grant of course knew it was Justin on the phone. He was just
finishing up a sales meeting and let it go into voice mail.

	Pops told Justin to say "Call back right away dad. It's really,
really important." Justin relayed the message. He was chocked up and did
barely held back the tears.

	"Ok, you did good when he calls back just say hello and let me tell
him."

	Five minutes latter Frank Grant called back. "Hello Justin, you
sounded like your were crying what's wrong son."

	"Dad something bad happened but I gonna let someone else tell
you. Then, I'll talk to you again." He got it out just like Pops had told
him the tears were flowing he had to hold his breath a couple times but it
said it.

	"Mr. Grant first let me tell you your boys are well in good
health. So take a breath and relax about that."

	Frank Grant said "Ohh, thank God, thank God; the way Justin was
crying I was really scared."

	"Mr. Grant my name is Jon Calahan and I live in Hopewell the next
town over and I have Justin with me. It's a bit of a story so maybe just
let me tell it and then ask your questions. Is that ok?"

	"Yes go on Mr. Calahan."

	"I had some errands this morning in Middleville and on my way home
I spied Justine running out of your house naked as the day he was born. He
jumped the curb slipped and fell and got a couple nasty scrapes but nothing
that won't heal up. Thankfully, I was able to stop about 5 feet short of
hitting him. Of course, I got out and covered him with my coat and put him
in my van for the warmth. He was hysterical, sobbing and crying. I was able
to find out there was not an adult home. So, I had three choices take him
to the hospital, or to the police or back to my house. Seeing that he was
emotionally upset and there was not any major health issue I opted for my
house. I could always take him to the police or hospital latter if I
thought that was the best I could do for him. I got him home gave him a
shower to get the warmth back in him as well as calm him down then treated
& bandage his scrapes with hydrogen peroxide and band aids. While doing so
I noticed he had a pretty bad gash right next to his anus. I was able to
stop the bleeding and bandage that as well. I got a tee shirt and a pair of
gym shorts that I could tie tight enough to cover him. I gave him some tea
to help relax him. I must confess I put a bit of brandy in the tea. He had
such a terrible ordeal and it was the only thing I had to calm him. We had
some lunch and then I asked him to tell me what happened. He explained that
your older boy has been treating him like a slave when you are not there
and beats on him and said if he told you when you went to work he would
bloody Justin. One time Derrick and his friend Steve at Steve's urging made
him act like a dog crawling around on the floor all night while they
laughed and joked about him. Today they were watching some porn where the
girl was getting abused with a broom stick put into her. Steve gets the
idea that they should do that with Justin. I'm sorry to tell you that
Derrick helped him. They held him down and stripped off his
clothes. Derrick held him and Steve got a plunger and used the handle end
on him. Justin put up a good fight and he said he was not penetrated but
not from lack of Steve trying. Finally, Derrick got tired and loosen his
grip and Justin got away and out the door. I needed to call you but without
his phone Justin had no way to contact you.  So we had to go back to your
house. Derrick took a tough guy attitude with me. I had brought along a
baseball bat if such an issue came up. I gave Derrick a shot in the stomach
and one in the crouch. I swung hard enough to break Steve's back but he was
able to get up with Derrick's help. I told them to leave so Justin would
have time to get his clothes, phone and laptop. Justin texted Derrick and
found out that he was ok and he said he deserved more than what I gave
him. So that brings us to where we are right now. I'm sorry about beating
on Derrick but I'm 74 years old , when he came to the door all bad ass; I
kind of had to use the element of surprise. Like I said both boys are a
little bruised but they will heal fine and are in good health. "

	"Oh my God I don't know what to say. Thank you so much for taking
care of Justin. I never should have left them alone. Derrick has been
acting moody since Karen passed. I don't know what to say this is my fault
I should have been there for them."

	"Mr. Grant I know this is a lot to process. I think it best for
Justin to stay the night if you'll agree. Justin said you are due home
tomorrow. Take the night to figure out what you want to do and if you want
you can come by tomorrow and we'll talk about it. Can I give you back to
Justin now he needs to know you are alright and he needs to know you love
him."

	"Yes of course and thank you again Mr. Calahan. Thank you for
Justin and Derrick for not taking this to the police. If it's not too much
trouble I would appreciate it if Justin stays with you tonight.  I'll get
in touch tomorrow."

	"Yes sure, Justin and I have become great buddies. It'll be fun
having a youngster in the house.  I have 3 bedrooms and my wife passed this
year so I have plenty of room. Ohh, one other thing Justin's cut although
not serious is in a place where it could easily get infected. Do you have a
doctor that I can take Justin to that will treat the issue with the
sensitivity it requires?"

	"Yes by all means if I can impose on you to take him to Doc
Brown. Justin likes him and I'm sure he'll be sensitive and discreet. I'll
text the contact info after I get off the phone."

	"Good, I was concerned about that. Let me give you Justin."

	"Justin?"

	"Hello dad." His voice subdued and quite like.

	"I'm so sorry, so very sorry I should have been there for you. I
should have seen Derrick needed help dealing with mom's death. You are such
a good son. None of this is your fault. I love you so very, very much. You
are so lucky that Mr. Calahan found you. He seems like a real good
man. What do you think."

	"Dad, he is the best he has helped me tons. I don't want to go back
to live with Derrick. He said he was sorry but that's not enough. Every
time I think of him or see him I wonder what I did for him to hate me
so. Please dad, talk to Pops, he will help me please. I know you want to be
here for us but your job is so important we need the money you make. Please
talk to Pops, he's kind of like a grandpa that I never had. Please dad."

	"I will son. I will see him tomorrow first thing when I get
back. He's gonna take you over to see Doc Brown. Because the cut is where
it is when you take a dump there is danger of infection. We can't have you
getting sick too on top of all your other problems. Doc Brown will be
sensitive. I'm gonna call him after I'm off the phone. I only have one
appointment for tomorrow morning; I'm going to cancel it and be in to see
you as early as I can. Can you text me Pops' address."

	"Ok I'll go see Doc Brown. I'll text you Pops' address. Thank you
for coming home; I need you to give me hug dad. I need it so bad. I love
you, dad." Justin had tears in his eyes but was determined not to cry.

	Frank Grant was a big strong man. As he sat in the reception area
of the company where he had his meeting tears were plummeting down his
cheeks. " I love you so much Justin. I'm gonna hug you till you
squeal. I'll be there as fast as I can. Bye now."

	"Bye dad see you tomorrow."

	Pops went over to Justin, "I'm not your dad but can I give you a
hug from him." Justin raised his arms the tears he had been holding back
let go. Pops held him and rocked him like he had done so often with his
own. After a couple minutes he broke the hug "So you are going to give up
your secret hiding place. The address here is 35 Sunrise St. Hopewell, NJ "
ya wanna text that to your dad so he'll find you."

	" Sure enough Pops."

	Shortly, a text came from Justin's dad with Doc Brown's contact
info. Pops called to make an appointment. "Oh you can come right in Doctor
Brown will be waiting for you. Mr. Grant called and explained the
situation. There'll be no questions; we just want to be sure Justin will be
OK." Pops thanked the kind receptionist, an Alice Murphy he was told.

	"Well your dad must have some pull, they said to come right in and
Doc will be waiting for you."

	" Doc played basketball with my dad in high school. They are good
friends and he is a great doctor. Lets go and get this over with seems like
everyone is interested in my butt today." Justin was making a joke and Pops
was glad about that.

	Alice ushered Pops & Justin right into an exam room and not 2
minutes latter Doc came in.

	"Well, well Justin Grant so nice of you to come visit me. Your dad
said you had kind of a sensitive issue. Is he right?"

	"Ah yeah Doc I guess it is."

	"Should we discuss this privately."

	"Ohh, you mean Pops. No Pops knows all about it. He is my best
friend; he bandaged me up."

	"Well then Pops what do you make of the ahh situation."

	"Doc, I'm just concerned that because Justin has a cut where he
does. Hey lets dispense with the polite words, doc. When Justin takes a
dump I'm afraid the cut will get infected; what with wiping and all."

	"Justin, do you mind showing me the cut."

	"Everybody is interested in my butt today; sure go ahead, I'll
strip off for you."

	Doc and Pops laughed "Hey if you know of another way I can see it
tell me buddy"

	Justin dropped his pants and was on the exam table. He was boning
up. "Oh don't mind Mr. Happy there Doc, he's dumb, stupid always wants to
make babies."

	"OK, we'll leave him to figure out there's no baby making jobs
here.; now on your stomach buddy."  Docs gentle hand pried Justin's crack
open. "Say nice bandaging job there Pops; you want a job here. I'll let you
handle all the butt holes."

	"That's mighty kind of you Doc; you know in my day I had some
pretty shitty job offers but yours is about the shittyest one ever. I'll
limit my bandaging to Justin cute butt if it's ok"

Justice was cracking up and Doc's hand gently checking out his sphincter
was tickling and making him more and more aroused. "Doc if you keep doing
that things could get a little messy."

"Justin no pooping on my table."

"It's not that end that's gonna do the messing, Doc."

"OK, I just gotta check out all the parts you know. Gotta make sure they
all work, right. OK, no more tickling by me. Close your eyes and if
anything happens, we'll consider it a nocturnal emission, beyond our
control."

Justin did that but when he closed his eyes he saw a big penis ejaculating
spewing cum all over the place. Doc's hands were so gentle on his butt as
he took off the bandage to see the cut. Justin loved the feel on his
skin. His breathing was getting more rapid and deeper. Every touch of Doc
fingers brought forth a little moan from him. "Doc it's not working I'm
gonna blast."

"OK roll over."

Pops ever quick thinking grabbed a box of tissues, handed them to Justin
and quickly pulled up his shirt just in time so it didn't get
soiled. Several more blasts were collected by the tissues.

Doc said, "That is one dumb, stupid, pecker you got there Justin, trying to
make babies with my exam table."

They all had a hardy laugh and Doc said " you sure have one sensitive butt
no wonder everyone is interested in it. OK back to work, on your
stomach. Doc took off the bandage ascertained there was no need for
stitches; the only issue was as Pops said infection.

" Ok pull your pants up Justin, so Mr Happy doesn't get any more
ideas. There's no real damage except as Pops said we have to guard against
infection. I want you to wash after you take a dump and not wipe. Do you
have a personal shower?" Pops nodded "Good use that; then change the
bandage and use the hydrogen peroxide wash with the Neosporin. This will be
a little time consuming, so we have to try to regulate when you take a dump
Justin. I'm gonna prescribe a laxative. It usually works within a couple of
hours. So if you take it in the afternoon you shouldn't have issues at
school the next day. The laxative comes in a suppository form so you'll
just have to deal with it. Pops, they may need some lube for insertion.
Understood?"

Pops said "thanks Doc I'll make sure Mr. Grant knows all the particulars"

"Yeah thanks Doc, I'm sorry about the mess. I guess you know you have the
gentlest, most sensitive hands in the world."

"Well, Justin I was just checking that all your parts were working and your
penis is working just fine. It is in great shape."

Pops put his hand on Justin's shoulder and said, "Lets go boy, I'm sure Doc
has a lot better things to do than to be blabbering on about your pecker."

They all smiled and Justin didn't feel in the least way embarrassed about
cuming.  Pops got the prescription and they were on their way home. He
stopped to get it filled and then home for dinner.

Frank Grant went back to his motel, made sure his cell was fully charged
and checked out. He was about 700 miles from home. It was 3:00, if he drove
to say 9:00 and then back on the road at about 6:00 AM he could be home the
next day at noon. That was his plan. He could make calls from the car and
eat on the go. He called his appointment of the next day explained he had a
family emergency and would call Monday to reschedule. Next he wanted to
call Derrick but needed to think long and hard about what he would
say. Then he wanted to call Jon Calanhan and Justice to see if they made it
to Doc Brown's

Derrick was home alone brooding about what he had done. He was more
depressed than ever. His cell rang it was dad. He was afraid to pick but
knew he had to. "Dad?"

"Derrick, what's going on son. I got some very disturbing news from
Justin."

Derrick started to cry "I'm sorry dad. I did the most terrible thing. No
one will ever love me; not you, not Justin. I've been just so sad since mom
died. I can't explain it. I was so mean to Justin and he is a good kid and
he must miss mom too, and you must miss her too. I'm a terrible brother, a
rotten person. I'm so sorry dad, I don't want to hurt you and here I did
it. You trusted me and I didn't stand up. That old man, who helped Justin
hit me and made me see. He hit me in my nuts and opened my eyes to what a
terrible person I am. "

Frank stopped the car. It was too much to listen and drive. "Now you hold
on there son, you just need help. I should have been there for you. I
should have seen how you were hurting I never should have left you. This is
as much my fault as any ones. Listen now and say it after me. MY DAD LOVES
ME. He always will love me. It's true Derrick I will always love you. I
wish I could hold you now and hug you. Let me here you say it MY DAD LOVES
ME."

In a halting voice though his tears Derrick said so softly, "My dad loves
me."

"Again, say it again like you believe it."

"My dad loves me." Derrick repeated it a little louder.

"Now I'm coming home tomorrow, I will be there about noon. You sleep in and
stay home and wait for me. We are gonna get you help, you are still
grieving and are in depression. That was not you. The real you would never
allow that to happen to your brother. Do you believe me Derrick? "

" Yes, hurry dad I am so scared; I'm all alone. Please hurry, I'm sorry
I've been very bad. I love you dad. Bye"

Frank was in tears, he saw the signs, his oldest son was close to
suicide. He was hundreds of miles away. What to do, what to do. He called
Justin and got Jon Calahan and asked about the doctors visit.

"It went well Frank, all of Justin parts are in working order." Pops went
in the other room out of Justin's ear shot. " As a matter of fact it seems
Justin has a very sensitive backside. He got pretty excited and we had a
bit of an explosion if you know what I mean."

"Really how did that go over"

"We all had a little bit of a laugh over it and made some teenage jokes. It
was fun and through it all I don't think Justin was all that
embarrassed. I'll go over all the particulars of how to treat the infection
issue tomorrow."

"Say, Pops can I call you Pops?"

"Why not everyone else does, as long as I can call you Frank."

"I have the biggest favor to ask you. I called Derrick, he is home alone
and just beating himself up. The way he was talking I am afraid suicide is
a possibility. Could you check on him for me? Come hell or high water I'm
going to get him some help tomorrow but I am so scared for him
tonight. Could you stop by just for an hour or so. Justin can play computer
games or watch TV. I know it looks like he's the bad guy here but he's not,
the real Derrick is a great kid. I'm begging you, you know the situation I
don't want to involve others. He seemed thankful that you knocked some
sense into him."

"Ahh yeah, well ...sure, I can bring him some dinner if Justin's doesn't
eat it all and check on his burses. I agree Justin is coping a lot better
right now. I'll ask him if he wants to text him. I don't think Justin hates
him, he might hate Steve but not Derrick. I think he's just so hurt that
his brother didn't help him."

"I don't know how I'll ever repay you, Pops"

"Well Frank you won't until you see somebody that needs help and then
you'll reach out your hand to help them. That's the way it works you know,
life."

"Well by God you made believer out of me. Thanks so much; I'll see you
tomorrow. Maybe if it's not too much trouble tell me how you make out with
Derrick."

"I will Frank, be careful on the road down now focus on your driving, NO
ACCIDENTS."

With that they hung up. Pops asked Justin to help with dinner he made his
tilapia fish. Had Justin help cut up some green peppers, onions and
mushrooms. He baked 3 good sized potatoes then cut them up into slices and
fried them. The onions, peppers and mushrooms garnished the baked tilapia
which was seasoned with cinnamon, nutmeg and ginger. When he served it he
left a good portion in the pans for Derrick. During dinner he discussed the
conversation he had with Frank. Justin was concerned about his
brother. During dinner Pops said "if you want you could text him that we
have extra food and I can bring it over. You don't hate him, for what he
let happen do you?"

"No, I'm sad, disappointed and need to know why he would hate me so much to
let that happen."

"Good tell him that in a text. Right now he thinks he is the very worst
person in the world. Please do it for yourself and him and if it means
anything because I am asking."

"Are you and dad afraid he will hurt himself?"

"Well now that he is facing his demons so to speak it is a possibility. How
often did you see him use the drugs? He could be having withdrawal issues
as well."

 "Not that much but I think he did more when I wasn't around with
Steve. That's how Steve got so friendly with him. Derrick had money from
dad for the house and used it on drugs with Steve."

"What do you think if I were to bring him here. I don't want to leave
either of you alone all night"

"I don't know Pops; If Steve gets to him with some more drugs it could be
dangerous for both you and me."

Pops was somewhat amazed by the good common sense Justin displayed.

"If I had to and if you were there; we could sleep there. We might not get
much sleep but you could watch both of us that way."

"You are a very smart and brave young man even if your pecker wants to made
babies on Doc Brown's exam table." They both laughed.

"Jeeze, I am never gonna live that down, am I."

"Justin it was a beautiful thing seeing your handsome young body doing the
manly thing. You were so honest about it with Doc. Your body is so sexually
alive at this age, you couldn't help it. I think Doc knew what he was doing
too; I don't think he is 100% innocent here. No need to be ashamed; we are
teasing and laughing with you not at you."

"You text Derrick and I'll clean up. One way or the other I told your dad I
would go over to visit. I'll go over first. If I think he needs watching
during the night, I'll come back and get you. What do you think?"

"Good thinking Pops"

Justin sent his text " hey Pops has some food for you; fish we had
leftovers. It was real good, I helped make it. So he's gonna bring it
over. I want you to know, I don't hate you. I'm disappointed, a little
scared and I can't figure out what I did to make you hate me so. Wanna hear
something funny but ya got to promise you won't repeat it. Pops took me to
Doc Browns and I got a boner when I undressed for him. Then he examined my
butt hole and he kept tickling it. You know how gentle his hands are. God I
cumed right there in his office with Doc and Pops watching. He said I got
the dumbest pecker in the whole world trying to make babies with his exam
table. That's gotta make you laugh.  I had a great big brother before mom
died. I want him back. I need him to show me stuff, especially since dad is
on the road so much. I'm a little scared of you right now but I know dad's
gonna get you help and I'm gonna have my big bro back. " Justin showed Pops
before he sent it.

"Justin that is just outstanding. Come here boy ya gotta get a hug for
that."  Justin went over to Pops. Pops hugged him around his shoulders and
even gave him a kiss on top of his head. Justin tried to wrap his arms
around Pops belly but they wouldn't fit. He kind of giggled

"My arms don't fit."

"Hit the dang send button and stop teasing me about my belly."

Justin laughed all the more "Pops I can't hug you my arms are too short
or... or ... your ...bbbelly is tttoo bbig."

Pops packaged up the meal for Derrick.

Justin's phone showed a texted from Derrick. "Hey thanks for the note and I
am kind of hungry. That was funny about you making it with Doc's exam
table. I guess you're not a virgin any more. I don't deserve a great
brother like you. I'm so sorry for being mean to you and today I could kill
myself for what I did. I guess you and dad are right I need help and a lot
of it. I'm so glad you don't hate me. I know you should but it seems like
you don't. I'm gonna do whatever dad says and get my head back on
straight. Your text made me feel so much better. Thank you ... I don't
deserve you but I will try to make it up to you."

"Ahh being hungry is good. People who would hurt themselves don't think
about food."

"Ya think so Pops"

"I'm sure of it. I'm gonna take some wine for the meal and hopefully he'll
get sleepy and we'll sleep here."

Pops drove over to Derrick's house. Knocked and Derrick came to the
door. "Peace offering. We didn't get much of a chance to talk last time I
was here."

"Come in Pops, I deserved what I got and more."

"Well let me put this down, maybe I should reheat in the microwave."

Derrick showed him the table and microwave. Pops unpacked his bag. Derricks
mouth watered and stomach growled as Pops stuck the meal in the microwave.

"Hungry?"

"Yeah pretty much I didn't eat all day but Justin's text made me hungry
funny I wasn't before."

" I brought some wine, this meal is much better with the wine. Do you have
a couple glasses."

Derrick got the glasses. The thought of the wine made him feel a little
older more adult. He liked it. The meal was hot and Derrick ate the shine
off the plate.

"That was great, thanks Pops The wine goes good with the fish too."

"Want another glass it'll make you sleepy and help to get a good night's
sleep." Derrick nodded and said "Thanks".  " Derrick I want you to hold up
your shirt so I can make sure you are alright. I'm sorry I hit you like
that."

Derrick lifted his shirt as Pops asked there was some black and blue
bruising around his ribs. Pops put his hand there and gently poked a
little. Derrick winced a bit but there was no major pain. Pops said, "with
the bruising I was afraid of damage to you ribs. But just soreness no real
damage. How about your nuts, are you peeing ok."

"Yes sir, I must be the only guy to ever feel thankful for getting a
baseball bat slammed into his nuts."

"How's that Derrick"

"Well it woke me up and what you said was 100% right. I was being the worst
brother in the whole world. I'm just so happy that Justin doesn't hate
me. I felt like killing myself then I got his text where he said he didn't
hate me and he said he wanted the old Derrick back. I wana do that now. I'm
gonna do whatever dad says about getting some help. I haven't been thinking
right since mom died."

"That's real good, do you want to know what I think."

"What Pops."

"I think you taking drugs from Steve contributed to you being mean to
Justin. You make sure you tell your dad about the drugs. If you don't face
the drugs you won't get better."

"You think so? Steve said they would make me feel better and they did in
the beginning."

"Steve is by no means a doctor. He had no idea what he was doing except he
liked you buying drugs for him."

"Yeah, I guess that sure is true."

"Pops, I sure am glad you stopped and help Justin. I like talking to you."

"Maybe it's the wine."

"No, I don't think so, you're like a grandpa. I have friends that have
their grandfathers still alive. They say talking to them helps them a
lot. I see why talking to you. I feel a lot better now. I sure did screw up
but I don't think killing myself is the answer."

"That's good to hear. You know parents have a hard job trying to make sure
everything their kids do is just the right way. Older folks well, we know
there are erasers on pencils for a reason and we know perfection is hard to
achieve. I like talking to you, too. It makes me feel a little younger and
maybe all the stuff I learned in my life can be useful to a young fellows
like you or Justin. Do you think I should be getting back to Justin? You
know he is a little scared of you right now but he was willing to sleep
over here to make sure you are alright. Your little brother loves you a
whole lot. He thinks it best to stay away for a while but that doesn't mean
he doesn't love you. I have a question. How did he get away? Did you just
let him go?"

"I don't really know he was hurting so bad and screaming and fighting like
all get out. I knew Steve was being as mean as he could be. I guess with my
size difference I should have been able to keep him there forever. Maybe I
did let him go . You think maybe I did?"

"I think blood is very thick and even through your drugs you knew the right
thing to do. If I were you I would try to believe that."

Derrick got up went over to Pops and hugged him. "Thank you, thank you for
helping me, see I still need to live to make it right by Justin."

"It was all you Derrick, you knew all along; I just helped you to see it
more clearly." Pops kissed him on his head. "You are a good person Derrick,
you have to get over the pain of your mom's death and you have to deal with
your drug problem but you can do it. Do you want a little more wine to help
you sleep."

"No Pops, I'm already sleepy. I'm gonna go to bed and wake up early and
clean the house before dad gets here. Will you tell Justin that maybe just
maybe I let him go and because of the drugs didn't even know it?"

"Ok I'll do that. You know who asked me to come over don't you."

"Dad of course, he can be far away but still looking out for us."

"I was supposed to call him and let him know how you are. Maybe you'll do
that chore for me."

"Sure Pops, that's a good idea. He must be terrible worried."

Pops got home to find Justin a sleep on the couch. He took his meds, shut
down the house and helped the sleepy teen upstairs. Actually, Justin more
sleep walked upstairs. Pops stopped him at the bathroom, put him in front
of the toilet and figured he would pee. Justin just stood there eyes
closed. So Pops pulled down his pants and ran some water in the sink. It
did the trick but sleeping Justin of course had no aim. Pops quickly
grabbed the boy's member and directed his stream into the bowl. He pulled
up his underwear and had Justin step out of his pants. He had on a button
down flannel shirt and a tee so he took off the button down. Then fearing a
calamity should the sleep walking teen wake up and not know where he was;
sat him on his bed, undid his sneakers and socks and rolled him under the
covers. Pops figured he would be up once or twice during the night with his
mid-night pees and he could check his charge then. Pops took his pee got
undressed and into bed with his back to Justin. Justin rolled over and
grabbed on to Pops, kind of spooning him and holding on tight. Pops held
Justin's hand over his shoulder. Shortly, Pops felt a spear poking his
back. He was able to disregard it but smiled knowing it had happened. For
his part Pops appreciated the warmth of the boy and shortly went to sleep.

Derrick cleaned up after the diner Pops brought him. There was a 1/3 of a
glass of wine and he did not let it go to waste. He liked the wine it made
him feel more grown up. Hey in Europe kids drank wine with their meals all
the time. Maybe his dad would let him have it sometimes. He took his pee
and stripped down to his boxers and got into bed. Grabbed his phone and
called his dad.

"Derrick, is that you son, is everything alright?"

"Yes dad, Pops came over with diner. Boy was it good some kind of fish but
it was good. He let me have some wine too. I liked it. He's a good guy
dad."

"Well, I'm glad you had a good diner, son. A little bit of wine is ok now
and then."

"That's what I was thinking too dad. Hey we think a lot alike don't
we. Maybe we can have some with diner too when you are home."

"Ok, I'll think about that. A little bit now and again is good for the
heart."

"Dad, Pops wanted me to call you so you wouldn't worry about me. He said he
was supposed to do it but asked if I would help him out. I know, I've done
terrible stuff to Justin and he is such a good brother. You know he sent me
a text and said he didn't hate me and wanted his big brother back. That
helped me feel so much better. And ya know, Pops made me think about how
Justin got away, and whether I let him get away. I'm so much bigger and
stronger I should have been able to hold him there for half a day. But he
got away after 5 minutes, like my subconscious wouldn't let him get hurt
like that. Do you think that's true dad?"

Frank Grant was smiling and crying.  " I do think that's true son. I'm so
glad you called I was afraid you were going to hurt yourself."

"I thought about it dad; thought about it a lot today. But then I got the
text from Justin and Pops came over and we talked. You know for an old guy
he is pretty smart. I think we were real lucky it was him driving down our
street when Justin ran out."

"I think so too Derrick. He is a very, very good man."

"Dad, I gonna do whatever you say to get better. I wanna be the brother to
Justin that I was before mom passed. Dad, Pops said I needed to tell you I
was taking drugs since mom died. Steve said they would make me feel better
but they really didn't."

"You are going to get better Derrick, It's alright to be sad about mom
leaving us. Of course we want her with us. But we got to move on and make
our lives a verification of her love for us. Make sure everything we do;
she would be proud of us doing it. I'm gonna ask Doc Brown to recommend
someone you can talk to, to help you heal Derrick. Thanks for telling me
about the drugs; knowing that you took them makes what you did more
understandable. It was the drugs making you do those things and not really
you."

"You think so dad. Do you really think so."

"Yes, I know you, Derrick. I've watched and loved you since you were
nursing at your momma's breast. You were so happy when Justin was born. You
always loved him. You wanted to play cars with him when he was so small,
less than a year old. You never wanted to be mean to him. Losing mom
affected you more for some reason. You are a good person Derrick Grant and
I love you."

"Thanks dad that makes me feel so good. I love you too, so much. Can we
talk tomorrow, Pops and his wine has me very, very tired.

"Sure son, you get a good night's sleep. I'll see you about noon. Good
nite, son I love you"

"Good nite, Dad love you too.

Frank put down the phone; for the first time since he got the call from
Justin and Pops he felt things were going to be alright. They were going to
get through this, as a family. There was work to be done but in not so long
a time this would be a bad dream.

Pops was up at his usual time Friday morning about 8:00. Justin was
sleeping soundly. He got his 3 S's (shit, shower & shave) out of the
way. Checked again on Justin and went down to make breakfast. Shortly he
heard the toilet flush and knew Justin was up.

"Hey whatcha doin?" Justin asked from the door way in his boxers and tee.

"Making breakfast, you hungry? What kind of eggs do you like?"

"MMM YEAH, I am. Mom always made scrambles eggs. We usually had them on
Saturday or Sunday when dad was home. Can I help?"

"Scrambled it will be then. Sure, you want to do the coffee and toast while
I do the eggs and bacon?" The bacon was in the pan and sizzling away;
sending out it's eat me aroma.

"Sure smells good Pops. Where's the bread Pops and how do you make your
coffee?"

 "Bread is in the cabinet there 2nd shelf. All I got is rye; is that ok?
Coffee I use that machine there, the Keurig and the little coffee cups are
there on the shelf. You have to pull it out. You probably have to add
water."

"Gocha Pops. Yeah, rye is my favorite kind of bread too. Amazing we like so
many of the same things."

"Yeah I guess so but I'm not sure rye bread is the basis of kinship in a
past life."

  They had their breakfast and Pops asked what Justin wanted to do. "Was he
ok to go back to living with Derrick"

"No, I'm sure I'm not ready for that and I doubt whether Derrick would be
either. I know this is a terrible thing to ask. You've been so good to me
but what I would really like to do is stay here with you. Kids need adults
and rules and stuff like that. With me and Derrick on our own it was like
there was always something missing. Someone to tell us we were being good
or don't you dare do that. With you I know you are in charge and you are
fair and I think you like me and I know I like you. I guess I'm asking too
much."

"Well, I do like you, Justin. You are a fine young man who had a terrible
ordeal but maybe you are a better, more mature person for it. Not many
teenagers could formulate their need for adults like you did. I'm not
against you staying here temporally. Lets see what your dad thinks. In the
big picture, I don't think it will be good for Derrick to be alone
either. We definitely have to talk to your dad and see how things can be
arranged."

"I'm not sure it's a great idea but could Derrick stay here too."

"Well that is something to think about you would be ok with that."

"Not really but you're right I'm sure he needs someone else to be with him
while dad is gone on his trips."

"Your dad will figure something out. Say why don't you text him good
morning. Your note last night may have saved his life you know."

"No, that's silly."

"He was very depressed all day even after talking to your dad. He said he
was thinking about hurting himself a lot but your note changed his
mind. Say how did you get away? He is so much bigger and stronger I think
he could have held you down all day if he had the mind too."

"I haven't thought about that. Say you are right. He certainly has held me
down for more than 5 minutes. You think, he let me go on purpose to get
away from Steve."

"I think it was more a subconscious thing. He said he heard you screaming
and Steve hurting you and you just slipped away. I think he let you go and
doesn't really know it. Go ahead give him a text and say good morning. I'll
clean up the dishes and then we ought to do the suppository laxative
thing."

"Ugg, I forgot about that. I don't think I can put it in. Will you help?"

"Just call me nurse Pops."

"Thanks." Justin texted Derrick.

"Hey big bro, good morning. Whatcha doin?"

"Oh, hey Justin. Thanks for thinking of me."

"Well me and Pops had breakfast scrambled eggs and bacon remember how mom
used to make."

"Yeah, that was always so great when we were all together on Saturday or
Sunday."

"He said to give you a shout and I thought it was a great idea. What are ya
doin today?"

"I'm gonna clean the house as I wait for dad. Then he's going to find a
therapists for me. I'm not so sure I like the idea but figure I'd gotta go
along with it and pray that it will help. Talking to your Pops helped a lot
last nite. I told him; I must be the only guy to say thank you for getting
busted in the nuts with a baseball bat. LOL"

"Really!! You are funny!! Almost as funny as me cumming in Doc Brown's
office. LOL. So how far have you got with your house cleaning. I always
started with the bathroom and the toilet bowl. After doing that everything
else was easy. I'm not kean on cleaning residue piss and shit."

"Yeah me neither. Guess I'll follow your advise. Maybe if I do a great job
I can con dad into going out for brunch and I can get some scrambled eggs
too."

"Go for it -- I guess, I better let you get to work then."

 "Thanks so saying good morning, You are the best Justin."

"Ok latter"

Pops asked Justin if he was done.

"One second Pops. I wanna text dad to get Derrick some scrambled eggs and
bacon."

Justin sent his note. His dad asked why. Justin sent back.

"Just do it dad, please it's important, having scrambled eggs for breakfast
when you were home with mom was a great time."

Justin went to see Pops who was waiting with the suppository and a jar of
Vaseline petroleum jelly. "Ready for this kid."

"I'm more used to things going out than going in."

"Lay down across my lap and no farting or else."

Justin laughed and did what he was told. Pops put a little lube on the
suppository and gently pushed it in. It started coming out and Pops pushed
it in further with his finger up to the second knuckle.

"Ok, hold it now no more popping out," said a somewhat exasperated Pops.

A minute latter, "Pops I think it's in and not coming out."

Pops pulled Justin's boxers over his butt and said "Good get up
then. Thanks for not farting."

"Pops I have to tell you something."

"OK but, I wanna wash my hands; follow me to the kitchen."

"I have told you my darkest secret and you have seen every part of me and I
don't mind it. Is it crazy that I feel that I can tell you anything and be
naked around you? You just kind of give that knowing, I don't know, smile."

"It's a grandfather thing, Justin. It's, I've been there and done that or
something like it. I smile because I appreciate the beauty of being
young. It is so wonderful to witness and it is special and I like to
remember when I was young. You are beautiful not in a girly way but is an
awesome boy way. When you are young you are so busy learning about yourself
and a little of life. You get older and you are so busy working and taking
care of your children and partner in life. When you are old like me you
take your time and see details and the beauty in life that you may have
missed along the way. Nothing shocks you, you appreciate everything. You
judge nothing for you know there are 2 sides to every coin. You so enjoy
sharing what little wisdom you have accumulated along the way. I'm so glad
you feel that you can be naked with me not just your body but more
important your feeling and thoughts because it means we are like brothers;
young and old on a journey and you don't hide things from your brother, do
you.  Does that answer your question? "

"I'm so glad that you are my friend. Can I say you adopted me as your
grandson? Can I lose a mom but gain a grandfather?"

"If your dad agrees, yes. Now what do you think about inviting your dad and
Derrick to dinner maybe tomorrow or Sunday. Derrick needs to know that he
is not alone. I think you already decided you are not going to be alone."

"Ok, I don't think anything bad will happen with both you and dad here. Can
I help cook. I like cooking."

"Sure you can help. I was thinking of having lemon pepper salmon, carrots
with buttered cinnamon sauce, chopped spinach with butter garlic sauce and
baked potatoes with sour cream and chives and red wine."

"Can I have some wine too?"

"How old are you now 13"

 "Yes, but 14 in 2 months."

"Well, I would say yes to one small glass but that's up to your, dad."

"You let Derrick, have wine."

"Yes, but that was a special case, if he says yes to Derrick he might say
yes to you. However you are several years younger than Derrick so we have
to take that into consideration. I might say one small glass probably won't
hurt but it's your decision, Frank. "

"Would you?"

"Sure I have to stick up for my adopted grandson and assistant cook don't
I."

"Yes you do."

"But remember this, wine can be a little sour so you might not like it and
it would be very immature to have something you don't like just to act
grown up. Maybe take a sip to see if you like it, first. That will be more
grown up. Then you can say no thank you or that's pretty good can I have a
glass."

"Pops you are a genius."

"Yeah sure compliments will get you everywhere. Go amuse yourself for a
while until the laxative kicks in then you can take your shower. There's
always TV."

"I think I'll use my lap top and surf the web a little."

"If you are gonna look at porn I want to see the site. Some show people
doing stuff and caring about each other and some show just abuse. Which
don't I want you looking at?"

"You mean you are gonna let me watch porn."

"Hey 13 year old boys are gonna look for and find porn. It's in your
DNA. I'm not stupid enough to think I can stop it. But it's important that
they show people caring about each other. That is the most important thing
in sex. That you care about the other person and he / she is not just your
sex object. So if the site you are watching is abuse I'm gonna say no to
that and I expect you to honor my word. "

 "Wow Pops, I will. I think I will like showing you what porn I like. I
don't like abuse sites either. That's what got me here."

"There's a card over by the computer that has the network and password. Do
you know how to set that up in your laptop."

"Yes, Pops" Justin sat on the couch with his lap top. He did a search for
bi sexual boys. Found a tumblr site that he liked and brought it to
Pops. It mostly showed teen boys jerking off and some pictures with teen
girls giving head and some guys giving head. "Pops is this site ok."

Pops looked it over a bit and said yes it was ok. Justin went back to
looking and played a couple short vids. Justin brought the laptop back to
Pops again. "Can I show you my favorite."

"Ahh, Sure"

Justin showed Pops a boy performing oral on another boy; the one giving the
oral smiling up at his buddy then took his cream in his mouth and on his
face. Then the boy who had just received the blow job kissed the one who
made him cum on the mouth. "Which one do you want to be?" Pops asked.

"The one on his knees giving the blow job to his friend and it's so kool
that his friend kisses him. I'd like to do that someday." Justin's boxers
were tented big time. "Jeeze, Pops I have never been so turned on. Showing
this to you has me real excited like at Doc Brown's."

"Well, go into the bathroom and take care of your spear chucker, buddy."

Justin dropped his boxers and asked "Can I do it here in front of
you. Please please. I want you to see me cum."

Pops said "Well it won't be the first time if you really want to show off
your baby makers go ahead." Justin was smiling ear to ear as he pulled off
his tee, he so wanted to be naked and show Pops his teen body. Then he
danced around Pops and made his boner swing from side to side. He humped
the air in front of him. His cock was leaking precum like never
before. Finally he laid down on the floor and pulled on his cock. He shot
rope after rope up his chest by his boy tits. He scooped some up and ate
his baby makers. He wanted to get used to the taste of cum. Pops got him
some paper towels to help him clean up.

"Oh shit Pops, I gotta go."  And he raced upstairs to the toilet.  The
laxative kicked in. Pops checked the time. A little over an hour Pops
thought to himself.

"Pops, I think I'm done."

"Stay there another minute and be sure."

"I'm sure."

 Pops went up stairs. "OK, in the shower then."

Justin did as he was told and started the water. "Pops please can you wash
my butt."

Pops opened the curtain took down the personal shower and told Justin to "
stand away from the drain, bend over grab your toes. " His hole was on
display and Pops used the spray to wash away the shit residue. When he had
it as clean as he could; he had Justin hold his cheeks while he took off
the bandage. He was glad to see the cut had scabbed over. Using a softer
spray to not disturb the scab he washed the area again. Giving the shower
to Justin said "ok, you're good back there; you're on your own now. When
you are done pat dry, there's a nice scab forming on the cut and you don't
want to rub that off."

"Thanks Pops, you are the best."

"Let me know when you are done and I'll put another bandage on."

Pops readied his bandaging materials in his bedroom on the bed. Justin came
in and asked " are you ready for me."

"Not really but as ready as I'll ever be." Pops patted the bed, "Assume the
position."

Justin laid down on his back and held his legs up grabbing them at his
knees to expose his butt.

"That's not the position we did yesterday."

"I know but I think this is sexier and I can see some of what you are
doing. Can you do it this way? I like having my butt in the air like
this. It feels so good; some guys call their asshole their boy pussy do I
have a nice one, Pops. Do you like it?"

"Jeeze boy are you trying to seduce me?"

"Yes, Pops. I wanna be like that boy in the vid sucking your cock."

"Well you can't. First off old men like me don't make very much sperm. God
figured we won't live so long so who would take care of the baby. Second,
it is against the law. Young teenage boys and men over 18 cannot have
sex. It causes problems latter in life and the boys are not prepared for
sex correctly. No matter what you say; the law will say it is my fault and
I seduced you. I appreciate you wanting me to do stuff with you, it is very
flattering. If I was a teenager again I would love to play, you are a very
sexy boy. "

"So, I guess I should position my self the way you had me yesterday."

"Yes that would be helpful. But first give me a hug." Justin did Pops
rubbed his back a little and kissed the top of his head. Justin put his
head on Pops chest. "I'm sorry I would never say anything or get you in
trouble."

"I know but it's really best to wait and do stuff with someone your
age. OK," With that Justin laid down the way he was told. Pops did the
hydrogen peroxide wash. He had to wash Justin rosebud with a gauze pad a
couple times and Justin moaned. Then the Neosporin on the cut gauze pads
and tape and he was done. Pops gave his butt a little slap to signal he was
done.

"Are you done, already."

"Yup"

"I like the way it feels when you do fix the bandage."

"I know, go get dressed now."

"Why I like being naked."

"Because your father is coming over and we don't want him thinking I am
some kind of a pervert. Do we?"

"Well that wouldn't be so bad maybe I could play with your stuff then."

"JUSTIN GRANT YOU GO GET DRESSED NOW. YOU ARE CROSSING THE LINE WITH
ME.!!!"

"Yes sir Pops, Yes sir; I'm sorry. It'll not happen again. Cute sexy boys
my age that's what I have to look for."

Pops could barely suppress his laugh. "GET!! YOU GET THAT SKINNY LIL BUTT
OF YOURS DRESSED AND PRESENTABLE OR I'LL BE TANNING IT FOR YOU!!"

Justin popped off the bed and scooted into the bedroom where his clothes
were. A couple minutes latter he was down stairs in a tee and pants and
socks and hair combed. "How's this Pops"

"Much better, say do me a favor and make up the bed and pick up you dirty
clothes from last night. I wanna tell your dad you are a help to me ok."

"Sure Pops, I'm not too good at making beds but I'll try."

"Well just make it as neat as you can. My knees are talking to me with all
the up and down on the stairs."

    "I'm sorry Pops I didn't mean to be causing you any pain."

"It's ok Justin, it's not your fault I have crappy knees."

Derrick tried to remember how his mom had told him to clean stuff. Bit by
bit it came back to him. His mom believed that boys should carry their
share of the chores in the house and before any fun and games on the
weekend had them help clean the house. She rotated the jobs around most if
done right took only a half hour. Derrick being all alone knew he had a
good couple of hours of work ahead of him but he was glad it would make the
time go by faster waiting for his dad to come home. At 16 he was a little
embarrassed to be getting hugs from his dad but this time he so wanted his
dad to hold him. He wanted his dad to just about squeeze the life out of
him. He wanted to be little again and have his dad tickle and love him up
the way he used to. He thought to himself that it was funny he was thinking
about that kind of stuff. As he moved from room to room bath room floor
scrubbed, toilet and bathtub cleaned, a fresh deodorizer put out; dusted
the living room, family room, and dining room all the furniture, removing
and putting back all the nick knacks and pictures, vacuumed the floors and
carpets, kitchen scrubbed the floor, cleaned and organized the counter; in
his bedroom he dusted and vacuumed and picked up his dirty clothes, even
the cum stain towel he used for bedtime jacking off. Dad told him all boys
do it; so don't ever feel bad about playing with your dick.  He had sweat
poring off him from the work. He stripped off his boxers and put them in
the wash with the rest of the dirty clothes. He went to shower. He felt
good about cleaning up, a sense of accomplishment, he remembered his mom
saying to him "nothing does the heart more good than a job well done,
always remember that Derrick." He smiled to himself and said out loud, "
thanks mom." It was 11:50, dad would be here soon.  As he showered he let
his mind wander. He remembered all the fun him and Justin had. The time
Justin caught him jacking off and he showed Justin how to rub hic dick; he
only had a dry organism but kissed him after he was done. He remembered
being in the hospital dad on one side of the bed him on the other and not
giving Justice a chance to hold his mothers hand and his mom's words came
back to him. "Take care of each other please." They all nodded yes and she
drifted off dad said to sleep but she was gone. He started to cry and
yelled out "I'M SORRY MOM, I'M SORRY, I'M SO ASHAMED. NO ONE WILL LOVE ME,
I'M SO SORRY.

Derrick didn't hear his dad come in. He hear Justin in the shower in his
agony of guilt. Frank Grant's heart was breaking for his oldest son. He
went immediately to the shower shut it off and grabbed Derrick. Pulled him
out and hugged him. Hugged him tight just like Derrick had hoped and Frank
rocked him like he did when he was a baby, saying hush, hush now as he
rubbed his back and backside. After what seem like hours but was only
minutes

Frank's took hold of Derrick's head and made the boy look straight into his
eyes and whispered. " Don't you ever say that again, don't you ever say you
are not loved, I love and will always love you until the day I die. You are
part of me and part of your mother and she loved you until her last
breath. Don't you realize by saying that you are disrespecting her. Are you
so blinded in your grief that you cannot see that?  DERRICK GRANT, I LOVE
YOU. "  Derrick wrapped his hands around his dad, laid his head on his
chest, looked up and while still sobbing said "Tthanks ddad." Frank wiped
the tears from his eyes and kissed the top of his wet head what seemed like
a hundred times. Derrick's whimpering slowly stopped. He wanted to stay
right there, he didn't care he was naked, he wanted to stay there forever
in the strong, safe hands of his dad. After another minute Frank grabbed a
towel and started drying him off, down his back, over his butt, his legs,
his arms, his toes, between his legs, yes his cock and balls and
anus. Derrick was liking it just liked had when he was small and dad gave
him baths. His dick grew hard after such an emotional experience coupled
with his dad loving him; it couldn't not get hard.

Frank said "well, well what do we have here, my big boy has an aroused big
dick. Do you like your big dick Derrick?"

Derrick was a little boy again he had regressed as his dad had held him and
dried him off "Ohh yes daddy I do. I'm happy you can see it."

Frank knew Derrick had to feel a special love from him. One part of him
said it was wrong another part said Derrick needed to feel his
love. "Should I rub him for you? Will that make him feel good, Derrick?

"Yes daddy yes please rub him daddy please."

Frank grabbed the strong as steel hard cock and stoked it gently; slowly
going over the circumcised head, just grazing the special spot under the
head. The cock was throbbing and twitching. "You have a very nice cock
Derrick. Shall I kiss it, I want to kiss it so you'll always know I love
you."

Derrick was fast becoming engulfed in the passion of the moment. "Yes daddy
kiss my dick, love me daddy."

Frank knelt down and kissed his son's dick, he licked the tasty pre cum off
it and then took it in his mouth. Twirled his tongue around the head,
sucked for all he was worth and bobbed his head up and down on Derrick fine
boy cock. Another twirl of the tongue and Derrick let loose, rope after
rope of his fine boy cum gushed into Franks mouth. Frank at this point was
aroused himself as he took it all and swallowed each drop. Then licked and
sucked Derrick's cock clean.

Derrick almost collapsed on the floor but Frank caught him picked him up
and carried him to his bed. Derrick half slept half dozed. Frank changed
his clothes, got a cup of coffee and called Doc Brown. He explained the
situation of finding Derrick in the shower in a guilt induced psychotic
state, as well as the drugs and the incident with Justin. Doc said there
were options, he wanted to check out. Knowing Frank's work situation, he
recommended a placement in a residential treatment facility, but wanted to
check availability and programs. Frank thanked his old friend a hundred
times, repeating over and over that it was his fault. He should have seen;
he never should have gone back to work and left the boys alone.

 After calling Doc Brown Frank came in to check on Derrick, he took moment
to admire his son. His 5'10" slender swimmers frame with his 6 pack abs,
lightly toned but very strong muscles, his fair face with the wonder full
boyish innocence, his blond hair for sure he was a very handsome
boy. Derrick stirred, rubbing the sleep from his eyes " hey dad when did
you get home. I just had the best dream. How did I get here? Dad I know you
love me and I'm gonna make up for what I did."

Frank explained Derrick had a psychotic episode and he just caught him as
he passed out. He left out the part about the big boy dick. It seemed to
Derrick that it was a dream and what better way for it to be remembered.

Frank offered his hand to Derrick and pulled him up, gave his butt a love
tap and said, Hey I'm famished what say we go get brunch at the dinner. I
sure would like some scrambled eggs, with bacon and hash browns and rye
bread toast. What about you."

"Really dad, really I would love that. Kind of like when had those
breakfasts on the weekend when you were home." Derrick paused and then
lower his voice and looked at the floor. " cept right now just the two of
us."

Frank hugged Derrick again then did the eye ball to eye ball thing holding
his head and looking right into Derrick's eyes said, "come on now no sad
stories today just happy ones, you and I have some decisions to make and I
don't want any sour moods. NOW GO GET SOME CLOTHES ON -- JEEZ I GO TO WORK
TO COME HOME TO FIND MY SON IS CONVERTING TO NUDISM."

"Aw dad cut it out, I had to take a shower. I'll be ready in a flash."

"Hey how much did the house cleaning service cost?"

"Nothing dad, I did it all myself, I was drenched in sweat that's why I
needed the shower."

"Really son, you did a great job. I thought it was professional."

"I remembered how mom used to have us do everything. Remember she used to
say, " nothing does the heart more good than a job well done."

Frank gulped hard knowing he had to be strong for his boy but he was fight
to hold it together. Derrick quoting Karen's exact words got him. He turn
so Derrick could not see the tears and then using all the emotional
strength in him said " yes your mom was a very wise woman. You ready."

As he turned back to Derrick's room he popped out all slick and polished,
for sure a very handsome young man. On the drive to the diner Derrick
asked. "Say dad what do you think about gays?"

Frank was a little taken aback but didn't show it. He quickly decided to
not ask the obvious "are you gay?" "Well it's pretty much proven that gay
folks have NDA different from straight folks. They just don't have the
attraction to the opposite sex. If we can accept that it's in some folks
DNA to have blue eyes or brown skin or blond hair like you; we as a society
should accept gay folks. There is the question raised by some religious
groups that the bible says it's a sin. But the bible also says we are made
in the image and likeness of God... so can God make a sin; I don't think
so. There is the discussion about gay marriage. I think that issue is
dependent on your definition of marriage. Some say it's a declaration of
one person's love for another and their commitment to each other. Others
add that marriage is to procreate to make babies and continue the specie.
Me, I believe we should respect all people and never discriminate against
any group or individual for we all no less than the trees or the stars have
a right to be here. I also know that my attitude is not shared by everyone
in this world and being gay or black or part of any group that is looked
down upon by those in power makes it doubly hard just to be yourself. For
that reason I would say I am more sympathetic minorities that face
discrimination. Have I answered your question?"

Derrick was smiling "Yes sir, you sure did and I am so proud to have a dad
like you."