Date: Thu, 17 Oct 2002 19:54:03 -0700 (PDT) From: Waddie Greywolf Subject: "Cabbage Patch Cowboy Part 10" DISCLAIMER: WARNING!! This is a work of homoerotic fictions written by an adult for the purpose of entertainment for other adults. If you are not eighteen year of age or you have any problem with this type of literature then this is a warning to read no further. The author will not be held responsible for any reason if you do. (Codes: M/M M/b M/t Gay Incest Anal Oral True) Comments/questions: waddiebear@yahoo.com Copyright 2002 Waddie Greywolf =========================================================================== CABBAGE PATCH COWBOY PART 10 It had been a long trip and Linda Sue was tired as Buck pulled the Ford onto the gravel road that led up to their old farm house on the outskirts of town. It was still cold for May and Buck had the heater on in the car. She'd been quiet for the last thirty miles or so coming back from Temple, Texas. Buck had taken off several days to drive her to see the two doctors Dr. Dyer recommended. With stops for food and rest it was a good six hour trip by car. Linda Sue couldn't remember a time in her life when she felt so bad or alone. Even Buck's love couldn't touch the loneliness she felt. Buck could tell. He knew. He'd fallen more and more in love with his chosen partner for life. He felt and shared her despair. He helped her in the house and returned to get their two bags out of the trunk. They stayed three days with a cousin of Linda Sue's, her husband and two children, on their ranch outside of Salado, Texas. They were gracious to Linda Sue and Buck and took them to dinner one night at an old stagecoach stop on the route from Dallas to Austin. The Stagecoach Inn had been in business for many years and the old inn was still kept up for visitors. The food was first rate. They were famous for their banana fritters. Buck thought they were wonderful. It was only a twelve mile drive into the small clinic the two doctors had in Temple and they spent two days running all sorts of test on Mrs. Claymore. They called back to confer with Dr. Dyer and his findings. They were gracious enough to keep quiet about Mrs. Claymore's previous birth as Dr. Dyer told them she hadn't decided to tell her husband or not. The doctors talked to her first and then to the both of them together. They assured her that what happened to her to keep her from having anymore children was in no way connected to her giving birth to the first baby. They both urged her to tell her husband and start an immediate search for the child. She would have to make that decision on her own. She had told no one. Only Aunt Agatha, her daughters and Dr. Dyer knew. She saw Buck's face when the doctors told them together. They were sorry but there was nothing they could do. They could always consider adoption. Linda Sue glanced out of the corner of her eye to see one tear roll down her husbands cheek. Buck was not an emotional man but wasn't afraid to show his emotions if he felt like it. He pulled out his handkerchief and quickly wiped it away and collected himself. That one tear shouted more to her than if he had broken down into heavy sobbing. Somehow the strength of character her husband was showing for her, took control, but for one split second he was so devastated that one tear escaped. It spoke volumes to her. They didn't discuss the doctors findings on the way back and Buck tried to keep the mood light with obvious concern for her. He was waiting for her to come to him with her sorrow. He would be the man that she needed and wouldn't consider turning away. She made coffee for them and they sat at the kitchen table. She cut them both a piece of cake her cousin Thelma made and sent back with them. They sat there eating the cake and drinking their coffee. "Buck, Darling,... I don't know how to say this,.... but I know how important children are to you and we were planning on several. I can tell this is devastating for you and I want you to know, I love you so much I'd understand if you wanted a divorce to marry again so you could have the children you've always wanted." Buck didn't say anything and kept eating his cake. He took a sip of his coffee. "No. You couldn't love me as much as you claim if what you say is true." "But, I do, Buck. Believe me I do." Linda Sue started weeping. "Then, am I to believe you didn't mean the vows we exchanged with each other at our wedding." "I meant every word, Buck. You have to believe that! I loved you then and love you more now." "Well, I meant the vows I said to you, Linda Sue, and if you meant only part of the vows then you really didn't love me when we got married." "Buck! How can you say that! Of course I did!" "Well, what happened to the vows, `for better or for worse, through sickness and in health, until death do us part'?" Linda Sue was beginning to see where her big, lovable husband was going with this. He wasn't going to let her feel guilty nor take the blame for this news by herself. He was moving in for the kill and she knew it. She never loved a person in her life more than she loved her husband Buck Claymore at that moment. "I meant them Buck and I'm so ashamed I said that. I knew in my heart you would never accept that from me but something in me said to make the offer. Now I'm sorry I did. I love you so much but I hurt so bad inside that I can't give you the children you want." Linda Sue broke into sobs. Buck took her in his arms and Linda Sue thought about Waddie's statement that his arms were medicinal. She had to agree as she let her sorrow out onto his big, understanding, caring, loving shoulder. He was a man among men. He was there for her and would always be there for her. She never had reason to doubt his love or fidelity. He had been honest with her from the beginning before they were even engaged that he had carried on a sexual relationship with his brother Morgan for years and probably would after they were married but she would never know about it nor would he ever embarrass her. She would never lack for sexual attention from him and he would see to it she had a comfortable life and never give her reason to doubt his faithfulness to her. She knew that the relationship between Buck and Morgan was strained because of Waddie but she had become amused at watching the developing relationship between Buck and Dan. She knew what was happening and in some ways she was pleased. It was something that Buck needed and she saw a great change in Dan after a certain point in their relationship. Jimmy Sue was no dummy either. She knew what was going on and didn't feel threatened in the least. They even talked about it one evening. "Linda, I don't begrudge any love Dan and Buck have for each other. They work their ass's off together, they enjoy each other's company, neither of us could wish for better dads for the boys, and to be honest with you, Dan has opened up more to me and been more loving since he and Buck became buddies than he ever has before. Believe it or not, he's become the lover I always dreamed he could be. He had no love from his dad to show him how love should be between two people. I, personally, love your husband for what he's done for me in my bedroom. I know that sounds crazy but believe me, I know it's because Buck has shown Dan how to make love, and for that I will be eternally grateful to your husband." Linda Sue chuckled and had to admit that Buck and her sex was much more intimate and loving since he and Dan became close friends. "I've thought about it a lot and it's easier for me to know that he and Dan are sharing something than Buck and Morgan. I love Morgan but I love Waddie so much more and can't abide the thought that Buck might be showing him comfort when he's so opposed to what Morgan is doing to Waddie." They agreed they never had to concern themselves with worrying about other women. They both felt secure. It bonded them together in their mutual knowledge but it became their secret they never shared with anyone. It wasn't discussed. There was no need. No one was harmed and it only made the four of them closer. Jimmy Sue reaped the benefits of Buck's love for her husband and ultimately Linda Sue came to the same conclusion about Dan's love for Buck. That same night she shared with Jimmy Sue her horrible nightmare of having Buck's child and not telling Buck about it. She shared with Jimmy Sue the unusual birthmark on her baby. Jimmy Sue urged her to tell Buck and let him start a search. Linda Sue swore her to secrecy as she wasn't ready to go that far yet. She thought she might but couldn't yet. She was still too fearful of Buck turning against her. Jimmy Sue would never betray her trust. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Once again, at the end of second grade there were four top students. Oatie was first, Jannie Anderson was second, Gip and Waddie were tied for third. The boys had a wonderful summer. Oatie almost went nuts the week Waddie and Gip went to visit their great Aunt Agatha and the two weeks they spent with a rodeo chum of theirs on his grandparents ranch outside of Alpine, Texas. It was a real working ranch and the boys got to be cowboys for two weeks. Oatie was kept busy. Dan and Buck weren't about to forget about the kid that was turning out to be one of the major joys of their lives. He kept Dan and Buck laughing for hours. He was a funny kid and like Buck and Dan found humor in everything. The three of them would laugh together until they couldn't laugh anymore. Being sheriff, Buck had mostly day shifts but pulled an evening shift every now and then with either Quinton or Lyle. Sometimes he had business in other small towns around the county, he'd have Oatie ride with him and introduce him as another one of his boys. Country folk never questioned. If you said he's your boy, he was. Oatie would beam with pride. They fixed Oatie a room at Buck and Linda Sue's and he stayed with them most of the summer. Hell, Oatie had his own room in five different homes in the community. Oatie would ride out to Dad Dan's and Momma Sue's with Sheriff Claymore and his wife; he had no problem calling Buck, Uncle Buck and Linda Sue, Aunt Linda. He would work with the men all day if they were really busy but most times on hot afternoons he'd end up with the men in the creek. That kid could get undressed in the back of Buck's pickup truck on the way down faster than a strip tease with her clothes on fire, and was running for the water with a huge inner-tube around his waist, just giggling and laughing, before the men could get out of the truck. The rule was, he couldn't get into the water until the men got there. Buck and Dan were right behind him. Oatie would squeal with delight when they all three hit the water. He missed the boys but he had his two dads all to himself for three weeks out of the summer and Oatie considered Dan Dan and his Uncle Buck his dads. He loved them and they love him. They insisted there was no question in his mind that they were his dads if he wanted them to be. He did! He drank Dad Dan, Buck and Quinton in those three weeks. Oatie was always in one of their arms or they were chasing him trying like hell to get his clothes back on him. Oatie was quicker than a greased pig and would laugh and squeal like one. He'd laugh and giggle at the three men but Oatie had one more man he considered his dad that he was growing to trust, love and respect more every day. His aunts would cry and kiss Oatie goodbye the day after school was out and they would see him only a couple of times the entire summer. He was either at the Justins, the Claymores, the Tates, the Dyers, and he began to stay more and more with Lyle Rawlings and his wife. Oatie and Lyle were drawn to each other like two magnets. Lyle and his wife had a little girl four years younger than Oatie. Oatie was so kind and good to her they became like big brother and little sister. Oatie loved Lyle Rawlings and his wife, Mavis. The feeling was mutual and Oatie was in Lyle's lap at every naked poker party. They were a team and they were rarely beaten. Lyle and Oatie bonded. They formed a mutual love for each other that lasted a life time. Oatie could do no wrong in Lyle's eyes. Lyle was a saint in Oatie's eyes. He was Oatie's hero, role model, and the dad he picked for himself. If the aunts got concerned they'd call Linda Sue, the sheriff's wife and she always knew were he was. Linda Sue would call them occasionally to let them know he doing all right and having fun. The entire town became Oatie's summer camp. He was with Buck constantly and idolized him. Buck thought Oatie was a fine piece of God's handiwork and began to think about the possibility of adopting him. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Clyde Rayborn First day of school, in grade three, there was a new kid. A boy just a little bigger than Gip named Clyde Rayborn. He was loud, disruptive in class and bullied everyone. Waddie, Gip and, yes, Oatie went to him and told him to cool it `cause he was much bigger than the small kids and he was gonna' hurt one of them. He decided they couldn't tell him what to do. Since Oatie was the smaller of the three he followed Oatie home to his aunts. The boys most times took the bus home. If they had some reason for staying after school they could walk to the sheriff's station and Buck or one of the deputies that was going out that way would take them. Clyde walked behind Oatie saying nasty things to him and that he bet he wasn't so brave now that his buddies weren't with him. Oatie ignored him but didn't speed up his walk, in fact, he slowed down and allowed Clyde to catch up with him. Oatie turned to Clyde and asked if he'd like to walk with him. "Hell no! I don't wanna' walk with a sissy like you!" He knocked Oatie's books out of his hands. He shouldn't have done that. Waddie, Gip, Buck and Dan taught him to react quickly when confronted by a bigger kid. Don't wait for them to hit you! Try to hit them first as hard as you can and someway get them off their feet. Then you're on top then you can use your feet or pound them in the face with both fists. When you're protecting yourself against a larger boy there's no such thing as a fair fight. Leave that idea to professional fighters. When you stand to get your butt stomped you go for the most vulnerable places on their bodies. Don't be afraid to go for their nuts; they'll recover but you can bet they'll be down. If you're standing up, can put your boot in their face and break their nose, do it! It'll stop the fight real quick when they see blood coming from them. It'll make them think twice before picking on you again. Clyde dropped his guard when he knocked Oatie's books out of his hands and Oatie was taught to be fast. Oatie sucker punched the kid so hard it split his lip, upper and lower. He was aiming for Clyde's nose but settled for the copious amount of blood that was flowing from Clyde's lips. Blood was everywhere! Oatie wasn't going to let up and was going after Clyde. Clyde back up, tripped and fell. He rolled up into a ball covering his head with his arms yelling and screaming that Oatie beat him up. At that point Oatie was more disgusted that frightened. "Oh, shut up you big baby! I got a clean hanky, let me take a look." Oatie demanded. "No! No! You get away from me." Clyde whimpered backing away. Oatie felt the power of being in control for the first time in his life. "Either you shut up and calm down and lemme' take a look, or I'm gonna' hit chu' again and break your Goddamn nose." Clyde shut up real quick. Oatie gently wiped the blood away. Oatie told Clyde to press the handkerchief against his lips and Oatie would carry his books. Oatie would take him to see his doctor buddy three blocks over. He'd take a look at it. Oatie picked up their books and walked him to the hospital. Clyde didn't say anything but went along behind Oatie like a puppy dog. Sure enough, Dr. Dyer was on duty and looked at the boy's lip, cleaned it with some antiseptic and astringent to stop the bleeding. It didn't need stitching and he couldn't put bandages on it. Dr. Dyer almost couldn't contain himself because little Oatie had brought in this kid twice his size he'd managed to bust his lip. He had to call Buck. Buck wanted to laugh but told Doc Dyer, Clyde's dad was their new deputy. They just moved here last week so he could start work. He'd bring his dad to the hospital. Buck told Don Rayborn that `Oatie the terrible' had split Clyde's lip and taken him to the hospital. Don was ready to go throttle this Oatie kid. Buck didn't tell Don about Oatie. Buck decided to have some fun. Buck looked down and shook his head in front of all the deputies. "That Oatie kid is a real trouble maker and a mean little son of a bitch. He's beat up every kid in school. All the kids were scared to death of him. Why, we have that kid in here every other afternoon for something." The deputies, Lyle Rawlings, and Mrs. Anderson were listen to Buck's tongue in cheek description of Oatie, whom they all loved, and could barely contained themselves. Of course he was in the station every other afternoon. They all thought the world of Oatie and would bring him by just to say `hello' and see his Uncle Buck. They were so thrilled Oatie stood up for himself. They knew what the kid had been through. Waddie, Gip, Dad Dan and Buck were going to make a man out of that boy and so was Lyle Rawlings if he had anything to say about it. When Buck and Don pulled away in Buck's patrol car, there went up a hoop from all the men and Mrs. Anderson that their Oatie had taken out a bully. They were, laughing, shaking hands and patting each other on the back. Oatie was their boy and they couldn't have been prouder. Well, Don wasn't going to have any of that. When the men walked in Oatie started to run to Buck but Buck shook his head and pointed to Don Rayborn. Oatie knew immediately it was Clyde's dad. Oatie walked up to Don stuck out his hand and introduced himself. Told him he was very sorry to have hurt Clyde but Clyde followed him home, knocked his books out of his hands and was going to pick a fight with him. When Don Rayborn saw how small Oatie was next to Clyde he started laughing. "You're the terror Buck told me about? That's beating everybody up?" Don Laughed. Buck was really laughing and so was Dr. Dyer. He knew Buck well. "Awww, he's just a' joshing with ya,' Mr. Rayborn. That's the way Uncle Buck is. Takes a while to get use to him. Took me a while." "Is Oatie your nephew, Sheriff Claymore?" "You might say that. Right, Cowboy?" Oatie ran to Buck. He picked him up and stole a kiss. "He ain't really my uncle, Mr. Rayborn, but I love him like he was my uncle. Right, Uncle Buck?' "Sure is, Sweet baby. Love you as much as love my other two nephews." "And is what Oatie told me true, young man?" Don asked Clyde who's lip was all ready swelling. "Yes Sir." He said with no emotion. "I see. I think you owe Oatie an apology for knocking his books out of his hands and a thank you for taking care of you. He didn't have to do that, you know?" "I'm sorry, Oatie, and I do thank you for bringing me over here to your doctor- buddy." "I'm sorry it happened, Clyde, I didn't mean to hurt you. I just reacted. You want me to walk you home?" "I'd appreciate that, Oatie." "Mr. Rayborn, Sir, I hope you can forgive me for hurting Clyde. I shouldn't have hit him so hard. I feel bad about that." Don Rayborn was laughing his ass off and so was Buck. Don stooped down to talk to Oatie on his level. "Listen, young man, you don't own me or Clyde an apology. If anything we both owe you one. I hoped Clyde could meet a fine young man like you to become buddies with. I only hope you find it in your heart to give him another chance." Don shook Oatie's hand and pulled him to him in a hug. "No problem, Mr. Rayborn. Clyde can be my buddy. I like Clyde but my buddies and I ain't gonna' put up with him bullying the smaller kids and little girls." Clyde looked down at his feet. Don Rayborn glared at him. "Oatie, you and your buddies have my full permission to kick his Goddamn butt the next time ya'll catch him picking on a smaller kid. I won't stand for that myself. After you guys take care of him, you come and tell me. I'll believe you. Then he'll get his ass kicked again. He picked on the wrong small kid today, I can tell you that, and I hope that's going to be a lesson to him. He deserved what he got but he'll get another talking to tonight, you can count on it." "Don't be too hard on him, Mr. Rayborn, I did hurt him pretty bad." Don loved this kid. "You're welcome at our house anytime, Oatie, and it's an honor to meet you." "Same here, Mr. Rayborn. Come on Clyde, here's your books, I'll walk you home." The two boys left. Don, Buck, Doc Dyer and the nurses exploded with laughter. "Hell Buck, I was expecting a juvenile delinquent with a leather jacket smoking a cigarette." Buck and Doc Dyer told Don Oatie's story and he couldn't believe it. He was impressed. "Who's his buddies, Buck?" "Morgan's boy, my nephew, and Dan Justin's boy, my other nephew." "Waddie and Gip?" "Yes, Sir! Clyde don't wanna' mess with `em but if he extends his hand in friendship he couldn't have three finer kids for buddies. You'll find out the whole community thinks the world of those three boys." "I can second that, Mr. Rayborn. There aren't three finer boys in this county." All the nurses back the doctor up. Buck decided to talk to Dr. Dyer about the possibility of adopting Oatie. Was it too much to ask of the Old Man for Buck to want two sons? Two boys that needed a dad? He would call upon Mr. Urial for his advice and see if he would intercede. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Oatie walked Clyde home. He lived three streets over from Oatie. They walked slowly and talked. "Clyde, why would you want to hurt me? I ain't never done anything to you." "I don't know. Nobody pays any attention to me. Everybody here knows each other and I don't know nobody. I just wanted to get your attention and boy did I get it." It was the first time Oatie heard Clyde laugh. He had a deep musical laugh that he fell in love with. "For a little guy you have one hell of a left hook. Glad you took me out, Oatie." "Why would you say a thing like that? I'm awful ashamed of what I did to ya.'" "Don't be. If I'd a' hurt you, your buddies would've been after me. I might be able to take Gip but not Waddie. Certainly not both of `em together. But, that's not why I'm glad. You wouldn't want to talk to me no more if I hurt you. I'm glad because I got to know you a little bit and maybe we can be friends. I had to leave all my friends and we just moved here last week. I feel so lonely." Clyde started crying. Oatie took him in his arms and comforted him. "Shuuu, it's gonna' be all right Clyde you and me are gonna' be buddies. My two brothers will really like you." "You got brothers?" "Yeah, Waddie and Gip are my brothers. I love them. They've been so damn good to me and they'll be good to you if you give `em half a chance." "I really admire them. They're the leaders in everything. Even though they didn't know me they made sure I was included. I'd like to know them." "You will. You okay, now, Clyde?" "Thanks for walking me home, Oatie. You're a real nice guy. I'd be glad to be your buddy." Clyde didn't expect what happened next. Oatie grabbed him, hugged him, kissed him on the cheek, and told him, "I love you, Buddy." Clyde didn't know were it came from but he kissed Oatie on the cheek and said the same words. "I love you, too, Oatie." See you tomorrow." "See ya,' Clyde." Oatie walked away, down and around the corner and was gone. Clyde stood there looking after him as one tear ran down his cheek. It cost him a fat lip, but he had a buddy that loved him. He was going to wear that fat lip with pride and tell everyone his buddy gave it to him, and you don't even want to mess with him. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Of course, Buck couldn't wait to get home to tell Linda Sue and call Dan and Jimmy Sue. Dan was thrilled and laughed his ass off. "Good for Oatie! Hell, that's wonderful. I'm really proud of that kid, and I know the boys will be, too. Now if we can just get him to keep his clothes on we'll really be doing something." Buck and Dan broke up on the phone. Buck called Oatie's aunts and asked if he could pick up Oatie for dinner. They were going to the Justin's. They said sure and Oatie was waiting for Buck. Buck grabbed him in the car, hugged and kissed him. Oatie giggled. "S'damn proud of you, Oatie. Proud to have you call me uncle. Come'mon lets go pick up Aunt Linda and I know some boys that are waiting to give you a big hug, a kiss, and a pat on the back." "Awww Uncle Buck, I'm embarrassed. I feel bad getting in a fight. I hurt the boy. I feel awful about that. Clyde's gonna' be my buddy, though." "I'm the sheriff of this damn county, right, Sweet baby?" "Sure, Uncle Buck." "The Sheriff says, you did the right thing. Now, don't beat yourself up. Stand proud, Oatie. You've come a long way from a year ago and, by God, I'm proud of you." "Thanks Sheriff. I just wish my buddy could go with us." Buck turned at the next block and headed in the opposite direction. "You're going the wrong way, Uncle Buck." said Oatie. "No I ain't. The Rayborns live this way, don't they?" Oatie just giggled, hugged Buck and kissed him on the cheek. He was no longer surprised at anything his Uncle Buck did. "I love you, Uncle Buck. You're a good man." Buck and Oatie pulled up out front just as Don Rayborn was getting out of his car. "Grab Clyde! We're going to the Justin's for dinner. You guys come along. Be a good chance for Clyde to meet Waddie and Gip. He won't feel so isolated." Don hollered at Clyde and he was thrilled to see Oatie again and more thrilled that he and his dad were going to dinner at the Justin's. Buck had run in to pick up Linda Sue and called Dan to tell him he wouldn't ordinarily do it but could he bring a couple of guest for dinner; his new deputy and his son, Clyde, Oatie's buddy. "Oh, he's Oatie's buddy now?" Dan laughed "sure, bring `em on. We're having Oatie's favorite, hamburgers, we got plenty. Oh by the way, we invited Lyle Rawlings, his wife and little girl out to be with us. Didn't think you'd mind." "Hell, no! He's same's you, Brother, . . . easy on my eyes." Buck laughed, "See ya'll in a little bit." * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Buck pulled the car around in back and Dad Dan, Momma Sue, Lyle, Mavis, their daughter Mavis Lyle, Waddie and Gip came out of the house to greet them. Buck introduced his new deputy to Dan and Jimmy Sue and welcomed him. Oatie took Clyde by the hand to Waddie and Gip. "Waddie, Gip I want you to meet my new buddy, Clyde Rayborn." Clyde stuck out his hand to Gip. Gip took it and pulled Clyde to him. "You don't shake your buddy's hand, Clyde, you hug him, give him a kiss and tell him you love him. Gip hugged him, kissed him on the cheek and told him he loved him. "I love you, Brother." Gip told him. Clyde was reduced to tears as he kissed Gip back. "I love you, too, Brother." Waddie did the same thing. Waddie looked at him and smiled. "Did our brother do that to you?" Waddie asked inspecting Clyde's lip. Clyde blushed and shook his head, `yes,' then smiled. "God! Damn it! Oatie! How many times do Gip and I, Dad Dan and Uncle Buck have to tell you, you just can't keep going around beat'n up bigger kids?" Oatie ran to Waddie and giggled as he threw his arms around him and kissed him on the cheek. Everyone broke into laughter and Clyde laughed hardest. Oatie took Clyde by the hand and introduced him to another one of his dads, Mr. Lyle Rawlings, Mrs. Rawlings and his little sister, Mavis Lyle. "Mr. Rawlings is Chief Deputy Rawlings, Clyde, your dad's new boss along with Uncle Buck." "Good to meet you, Sir, Ma'am, and nice to meet you, too, Mavis Lyle. Sorry I'm talking kinda funny. My buddy, Oatie, here, gimme' a fat lip today but I deserved it. I don't think it's too big a price to pay to get me a new buddy and brother. I'm gonna' wear it with pride." Lyle Rawlings roared with laughter with Clyde. Oatie and Clyde took Mavis Lyle by the hand and followed Waddie and Gip into the house. Oatie made sure his little sister Mavis Lyle was included in everything. She was five and would be entering school the next year. She wasn't the least afraid. She had four big brothers to look out for her. Waddie and Gip won Don Rayborn over that evening and invited them to their house anytime. No one knew except Lyle and Buck that Don Rayborns wife had died in child birth with Clyde and Don had to raise him by himself with the help of his mother. His dad died the year after his wife so it helped him and his mother get over both losses to care for Clyde. Don wouldn't have accepted the new job if Clyde had been younger but he felt he was getting old enough to take care of himself and start being responsible. He was thrilled that Oatie, Gip and Waddie accepted Clyde so readily. Don and Clyde were amazed at how easily Oatie fit into the family. Oatie was one of the family. They didn't talk about anything that Oatie wasn't included in. Clyde was accepted as well and he and Don Rayborn never felt more comfortable with a group of people. Don knew that evening he'd made the right move. After dinner Clyde admired Waddie's boots and Waddie told him to try one on. It fit him perfectly. Waddie handed him the other one. "There, Brother, they're your's!" Clyde's mouth dropped open. "I couldn't take your boots, they're your's." said Clyde. "You said you liked `em." said Waddie "I do, they're beautiful! I ain't never had such a beautiful pair of boots. Dad...?" Clyde looked to his dad for guidance. "If a man gives you something, Son, it's not polite to refuse his gift." "I don't know what to say, Dad." "Try, `thank you', Son." Clyde had tears in his eyes as he grabbed Waddie, hugged and kissed him again. "Thank you, Brother. I'll remember who gave me these every time I wear `em. It's really nice of you and after the way I treated you guys I don't deserve it." "You're gonna' treat us different from now on ain't cha'?" "You bet! You guys are my buddies; besides that, I need protection from that mean little kid!" Everyone laughed. Clyde was fitting right in. Don Rayborn was proud of his boy and knew these three boys were Clyde's future. He couldn't have approved more. Dan, Lyle and Buck talked together and decided that evening was a good time to give their three boys a gift. It had been a little over a year ago that the boys decided to help Oatie and ended up with a treasure for a friend and buddy. Dan handed Waddie and Gip two small packages and Buck brought in one big packages from the trunk of his car. He handed it to Oatie. Lyle Rawlings came in the other door from his truck and handed Oatie another package. "Before you men open these packages we want you to know that we think the three of you are pretty special. A little over a year ago Waddie and Gip decided to invest their time in a little man that was new to their school and was having a hard time adjusting. They weren't guaranteed any pay off nor were they sure they would be successful but I think everyone will have to agree their investment paid off ten fold. No! I take that back! A hundred fold! Not only did they get a buddy, a brother, we all got a wonderful, kind, thoughtful, intelligent, loving little man in our lives and we couldn't beat him off with a stick." They all laughed. "We wouldn't want to! The thought of not having Oatie in our lives is too sad to think about. And you little man," Dan pointed a finger at Oatie, "why the hell didn't you tell anyone today was your birthday!" Oatie began to cry and Waddie and Gip ran to his side; Clyde did too and put their arms around him. After the boys comforted and congratulated Oatie, Lyle opened his arms and Oatie crawled up in his partner's arm. He hugged and kissed Lyle and Lyle stole a kiss, too. Buck smiled to himself. He knew that minute without a shadow of a doubt in his mind who would become Oatie's dad. Buck didn't know it at the time, nothing had been said, but the idea had all ready been put into motion. Mavis couldn't have anymore children after her daughter. She almost died giving birth to Mavis Lyle and the doctor's insisted she have her tubes tied. Lyle loved his daughter but having Oatie for a son was just to damn tempting. Buck had mixed feelings. He was so damn happy for Lyle and Oatie but a little disappointed for himself. But damn it! He was going to have a talk with that kid. He wasn't going to let Oatie stop being his nephew if he and Dan had to legally adopt Lyle as their brother. They didn't have to, Lyle was just as crazy about the two of them. "I didn't want anyone to make a fuss." said Oatie, "I was happy God sent me a new buddy but I was so ashamed the way I treated him." Everyone didn't know whether to laugh or cry. About that time from the other room came Momma Sue followed by Linda Sue with a birthday cake with seven candles on it. Everyone sang `happy birthday' to Oatie as tears rolled down his face. He blew all the candles out. He was speechless. They had cake and ice cream. "Those two packages Oatie are your birthday gifts from the six adults in your family that love you. Oatie jumped up and ran to Dad Dan, hugged and kissed him, thanking him. He ran to Buck and Buck picked him up and stole a kiss and got another giggle from Oatie as he hugged and kissed him. Then Momma Sue his Aunt Linda. Lastly he ran to Momma Mavis and then to the love of his life, his partner, Lyle. Oatie was thrilled and he hadn't even opened a package. Oatie was excited beyond belief to open his presents. He opened the big box first and in it was a wide brimmed, black felt, cowboy hat just his size. Oatie was thrilled. Now he could be a cowboy, too. He quickly opened the second and there was his first pair of Justin cowboy boots. They fit him perfectly and he wouldn't take `em off. He stayed the night with Waddie and Gip and wouldn't take them off to sleep They slept in the loft in the barn in the hay on old blankets Momma Sue and Aunt Linda Sue had given them. Oatie made a handsome young cowboy. Waddie and Gip were so happy for Oatie. They hadn't even opened their presents yet. Finally, Waddie and Gip opened their small packages and they found matching pairs of engraved spurs with kindness rowels. Their initials were engraved on them and on the right spur of each was engraved a small homely: "Love is it's own reward." They both got the message and were moved to tears. Dan and Buck knew the boys loved the spurs but their greatest reward that paid off a thousand fold through the years was a frightened little man they made a commitment to. In one year's time he had gone from shitting in his pants with fear to the top of his class, took out a bully that was going to pick a fight with him and made him his best buddy and brother in a matter of an hour. Oatie was on his way. That night did something to Oatie. Once he got those boots and hat on and walked to a mirror. He saw a cowboy looking back at him that overwhelmed him. He knew he had to be a cowboy like Gip and Waddie. He worked hard at learning to rope. His buddy Clyde didn't want to be left out and started learning too. He and Oatie became a team. They also fell very much in love. Clyde had almost as big a dick as Waddie's but the first time he saw Oatie's dick he was unprepared. They all did a number on poor Clyde that Oatie had a dick the size of a pencil eraser. Clyde wondered why Oatie would just giggle. Even Buck and Dan went along with the boys and kidded Oatie about his little dick. "Why, I'm a' gonna' have to carry a magnifying glass in my back pocket to help you find that thing, Oatie." Buck said to Oatie. Oatie would just squeal with laughter. "I know. Poor Oatie. We thought about calling him `short change.'" laughed Dan and again they all laughed. Clyde didn't. He thought that was cruel. He loved Oatie and it didn't matter to him whether Oatie didn't have a dick or not. Hell, he had plenty for the both of them. Gip, Waddie and Oatie always slept bareass. The first time Clyde stayed over with them in the loft Oatie tuned his back to the other boys to take his pants off. Waddie and Gip were watching to see Clyde's reaction. Clyde, Waddie and Gip were standing there in the buff and Gip spoke. "Come'mon, Oatie, don't be shy. Clyde's our brother, he ain't gonna' make fun of ya'" Oatie was primed. The three of them had set poor Clyde up. "You promise, Clyde?" Oatie said over his shoulder. "You're my buddy, Oatie. I'd never laugh at you, `sides you might gimme' another fat lip." They all laughed. Oatie slowly turned around. There was nothing but silence. Waddie and Gip watched Clyde's mouth drop open and eyes almost pop out of his head. "Son! of! a! bitch!" exclaimed Clyde as Oatie ran to him, hugged and kissed him. The three boys fell out laughing at Clyde. Then he started laughing. He knew he'd been had. Now he knew why Oatie didn't get upset with the kidding and just giggled. Oatie had enough dick for three men. Oatie and Clyde became great buddies. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * In the third grade Morgan's beatings were more frequent and worst. He was determined he was going to `conquer' Waddie. Because Waddie refused to admit he lied only made Morgan madder. Each time he beat Waddie harder. So bad that Waddie would have to miss sometimes three days of school. He wouldn't leave the hay loft in Dad Dan's new barn. Morgan never called nor came over to check on Waddie. His buddies had to do his chores but they were there for him without complaint. Clyde was beside himself, sobbed in his dad's arms for his brother, and told his dad he didn't know how Waddie could survive. They became Waddie's medical team and they would tell Dr. Dyer about his condition and he would give them medications. Waddie still didn't want anyone to say anything to Morgan and he wouldn't let Dr. Dyer look at him. He would talk to him but he wouldn't let him examine him. Each time Morgan would shoot his load while beating Waddie. Waddie would never move even when Morgan hauled off and hit him as hard as he could. He could see the skin break and the blood start to flow but Waddie wouldn't even flinch. Morgan couldn't understand. A grown man would be writhing in pain. Waddie would remain there until his dad climaxed and started to cry. He'd ask him if he was finished. He'd nod. Waddie would go to him, take him in his arms and kiss him. "I love you, Dad! I'm not guilty of what you're punishing me for. I will never again admit guilt to you when I'm not guilty. You will never make me lie again. There are worse things than your beatings and one is being forced to become a liar. When you stop living your life as a lie and be truthful with me then you'll be happy. Until that time they'll suck your soul out of body by destroying the love you and I have for each other. I forgive you, Dad. But the time is near when I won't forgive you anymore. Then you won't have a son. God will take me away from you. Is that worth believing them over me?" Waddie never felt anything while the beating was going on. He knew Mr. Urial was standing right by him with his hand on him. It was only afterward it began to hurt. He wouldn't even cry in Dad Dan's arms anymore. He would go to the barn, climb in the hayloft were he, Gip, Oattie and Clyde made a nest for themselves. There he would cry for hours with Gip holding him and Oattie and Clyde with their hands on him for support. They would stay with him for hours and bring him food and water until he could face people. Usually, it was his uncle that would climb up in the loft and, hold him and cry with him. He wouldn't talk to him because he knew Waddie had to do this his way. He didn't know why but he trusted his nephew like no other. The kid had a reason and Buck could only comfort him as his own heart broke. Everyone in town was praying for the kid. There wasn't a prayer said in that town for almost two years that didn't include Waddie's name. Morgan began to be shunned by the town folk. Judy and her kids had to travel to the next larger town to buy groceries and shop. None of the merchants would sell to them anymore. They wouldn't sell to Morgan either. Even Gary Stiles who he grew up with. "Morgan, there comes a time every man's life when he has to stand up for what he believes. I've seen what you're doing to that beautiful boy and it's my way of saying you're wrong. No kid deserves what you're doing to him. Everyone in town knows Waddie ain't a bad boy. It ain't Waddie! It's either them folks you call family or it's you. You're a fool, Morgan, and I'm ashamed I ever called you my friend. You're no longer a friend of mine. Buy your groceries elsewhere." There was no more arguing with Gary. When Waddie wouldn't talk to Buck he'd agree to talk to Dad Dan. Sometimes he couldn't put his real dad through his pain. He didn't want to put anyone through it but would relent sometimes to his brother's pleading and agree to talk to Dad Dan. Dan climbed up in the hay loft alone one afternoon after one of Morgan's more severe beatings. Waddie was trying to take a nap but he was glad to see Dad Dan. He cried when Dan took him in his arms and Dan couldn't be strong anymore. This beautiful child that he adored enough to accept as a second son, who had never lied to him, had never let him down, who loved and gave unconditionally to his other son, was in pain and he didn't know what to do unless Waddie let him. "Oh Waddie, why won't you let me or Buck do something. You don't have to suffer like this. It's killing your family and I don't mean Morgan and those people who live in his house. You're three brothers hurt so bad for you. Don tells me Clyde is a mess. He comes home and cries for hours in Don's arms. Lyle says Oatie cries himself to sleep at night for you and Gip. Gip is ready to kill Morgan. I've given Buck all my guns for the time being. Not only because of Gip but when I see you come walking up after being in that barn with him I want to go kill him myself. You're my son, Waddie. You're as much my son as you are Morgan's. You're my boy as much as Gip is my boy. I don't even think of you separately anymore. I don't just think of Gip. I think of my boys, Waddie. You and Gip. You and me, Waddie! We've given each other that right! God's given us that right. I love you so Goddamn much, Son. I can't stand by and let this go on. What kind of a dad would I be, Waddie? Let us put an end to this, now, today. Dr. Dyer has the papers drawn up waiting for you to tell the sheriff you want protection. You can live with us or your uncle. Hell, Waddie, you could walk up to any Goddamn door in this town, knock, and you'd be home." Dan broke down and cried his big heart out with his boy; holding him, kissing him, whispering to him how very much he loved him. Waddie could let his soul hang out with his dad, Dan. He told Dan over and over he was right. He was Waddie's dad and he accepted him that way. Waddie thought of himself as his son. There was no doubt in his mind who his dad was and who his brother was. But, Dad Dan had to hold off for just a while longer. Waddie made Dan promise. "Dad, listen to me. I shouldn't share this with you but you know I trust you. Believe me, Dad, there's only one more beating I have to get through. I can't tell you more but trust me, Dad, I don't want you doing anything foolish for my sake. I love you far too much for that. Promise me, Dad! Please! Only one more and it will be over. I don't feel a thing when he's doing it, Dad. Honest! My angel's there with me with his hand on me. He talks to me, Dad. He told me only one more. You mustn't tell anyone, not even Momma Sue, Gip, or Uncle Buck. Please, I'm trusting you! I know I can, Dad. I know you! You won't let me down, Dad." "You know I won't, Son, but it's just so hard. Then, you're telling me there's an end to this madness coming soon?" "Yes, Sir, Dad. I promise. Mr. Urial wouldn't lie to me." "Thank the Great Father above us, Son. Blessed is his name! I don't want you to have to go through even one more but if it's his will, I'll try to be strong for you." "He is blessed, Dad, and he gave me the finest, most loving dad, I could ever hope to have in you Dad. I love you so much." Dan didn't know why he did what his did but he knew it was right. He kissed Waddie on the mouth with all the love and passion a dad could express to his beloved son. Waddie drank in his dad's love like a sponge. At least Waddie had shown his dad a light at the end of a very, long, dark tunnel and for that, Dan Justin, was grateful. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Ed Bloomquist Waddie made it a point to be coming or leaving the house to go to the barn when he saw Mr. Bloomquist pull up in his plumbing truck to spend an afternoon fucking Judy. `He must be a hell of a man,' thought Waddie. He'd heard him and Judy in her bedroom and from the sounds of things he must've fucked her three or four times in about a four hour period. Waddie always waved to him, smiled friendly, ask how he was doing, how his boy Johnny was, and went on his way to the barn to take care of the stock. He didn't like being around when they were fucking. Not because he felt anything for Judy but it made him uncomfortable because he really liked Mr. Bloomquist and hated to see such a fine man wasting his time with the whore of Babylon. Especially since Waddie could be sucking his dick and enjoying a mouth full of man come instead of drops and globs. Judy told Ed Bloomquist that Morgan's little son of a bitch knows about us. He threatened me and Willie if he didn't get everything his way he'd tell Morgan we been seeing each other. "I thought he was your kid, Judy?" "Oh hell, no! That little bastard? His Morgan's boy. Morgan can't have kids so he talked me into putting my name on a phoney birth certificate for that little devil. Morgan bought him from some nurses at the Methodist Hospital in Dallas. "Who's his real parents?" "We never knew. They don't tell you that when you buy a baby on the black market. Morgan don't dare do nothing to kick us out `cause if I go to the law and tell `em he could go to prison. They'd try to stick me with accessory to a crime but it wouldn't stick. I refused to be that little monster's mother from the first." "Yes, I've heard the stories." "About me throwing out all his shit?" "Yeah." "Wasn't me. It was my boy, Willie. He hates Waddie and Morgan both. Willie's been framing the little bastard for years and Dorothy and me tell Morgan we saw him do it. He get his little ass beat until he has to admit to Morgan he done it. Morgan's so stupid, he thinks if he beats a confession out of the kid then he must be guilty." Judy giggled meanly and Ed Bloomquist began to wonder. "I know Waddie pretty well. Do you think if I talked to him or maybe put the fear of God in him he wouldn't say anything?" "S'worth a try. Now a days, he don't threaten too easily." Mr. Bloomquist took his boots and overalls off. He never wore anything under his overalls. No shirt nor underwear. He was ready to climb on Judy and ride. He was hard as a rock. He had a problem though. If he didn't jack off about thirty minutes before he arrived he no sooner got it in than he'd shoot. Of course he'd fuck her three more times and it would take longer each time so Judy got her jollies. After they finished and Mr. Bloomquist washed himself throughly, he got dressed and could see Waddie feeding stock down in the old barn. "I'm gonna' walk down there a have a talk with the boy and see if we can come to an agreement." "Suit yourself." Judy told Mr. Bloomquist as she took his money. He gave her ten bucks a visit. That was a lot of money in the forties. Mr. Bloomquist walked down to the old barn and walked in. He saw Waddie sitting on a bail of hay. He couldn't get over how much he looked like the kid in grade school he secretly loved and wanted for a close buddy, Buck Claymore. He was always jealous of Morgan and his relationship with Buck. That's why it wasn't too hard to fuck Judy behind his back. He always felt if Morgan wasn't in the picture, he and Buck would've been best buddies. Waddie looked up. "Oh hi, Mr. Bloomquist." "Hi, Waddie. What chu' doing, Son?" "My dad got some stock and I promised I'd help him take care of `em so I come down here to feed and water and to give you and Judy some privacy." "That's thoughtful of you, Son. I guess you're old enough to know what's going on." "Yes Sir." "Can we talk about it?" "Sure, Mr. Bloomquist. I don't mind." "Does it bother you that, uh,... I'm,...uhm,...." "Fucking Judy?" "Well, yes, Waddie. I didn't wanna' be crude." "No Sir. She ain't my mother." "What makes you think that?" "Really, Mr. Bloomquist, do you think a real mother would throw out everything her child owned the first day in the hospital?" "I understand. She said Willie did it and she covered for him." "What difference does it make?" "I see your point. If you don't think she's your ma then do you have any feelings about it?" "Sure, Mr. Bloomquist. I won't lie to you. The only time I lie is when my dad beats me so bad I have to lie. I have to tell him I did something Willie done.... to get him to stop." "He beats you?" Waddie smiled at Mr. Bloomquist, undid his pants, turned around and lowered them so Mr. Bloomquist could see the bruises, the open sores and cuts from Morgan's belt. "Jesus Christ Almighty! Holy God! Pull your pants up, Son!" "Come'mer, Waddie." Waddie went to Mr. Bloomquist's arms and he held the boy close. For some reason Waddie was overwhelmed by the big man's understanding reaction and started crying. Ed Bloomquist shed a few tears and kissed Waddie about his head. Waddie turned his head slightly to meet Mr. Bloomquist's mouth. They kissed a gentle but understanding kiss. Ed was letting Waddie take the lead. The boy was gently pleading for more from him and he gave it to the boy in his kiss. He knew he was bonding with the boy but he didn't give a shit, it was too wonderful. It was something he'd always dreamed about. He had to have it. `What was `it'?' he thought to himself. If nothing more than to share the moment, to call the boy, Son, and really mean it. He had no idea of the boy's motive or if he had any. Waddie could feel Mr. Bloomquist's dick getting hard though his overalls. "Thank you, Mr. Bloomquist, I appreciate that." "God! You're welcome, Son. Call me Ed, Waddie." "Thank you, Ed." "Do you want me to stop seeing her, Waddie?" "It's none of my business, Ed. It's your's and her business." "She told me you threatened her and that got me kind of worried." "I had to, Ed. Them three damn near killed me a couple of years ago. I ain't gonna' let that happen again but stop and think; I love my dad. For all the beatings he gives me for stuff I ain't done, I still wouldn't hurt him by telling him. I like you, Ed; always have. You've always been good to me. I wouldn't betray your trust. I hope I can count on you not to betray mine by telling her I won't tell my dad nothing. As long as she and Willie don't know, I have some protection against them." "Damn, Son! I had no idea they were that bad or you have to go though what you do. For what it's worth she admitted to me today that she and her daughter backed Willie when he framed you. Said they lied and told Morgan they saw you do it. How do you feel about the whole thing?" "I appreciate you telling me but it ain't gonna' do me much good. That don't matter, Ed. I don't want you to stop seeing her. `Cause as long as there's a threat to her and Willie I can at least live without them ganging up on me. How do I feel about it? I feel bad." "For your dad?" "Well, yes Sir, but mainly for you." "You feel bad for me?" "Yes Sir. You have no idea what you're dealing with, but I don't want you to stop because of what I told you. What my dad don't know won't hurt him and you've all ready fucked her numerous times so what's the difference in a little or a lot?" "Is there anything I can do for you, Son." "Yes Sir." Waddie looked up at Ed and smiled. `Am I reading this kid right? Could he be sexually interested in me?' thought Ed. "Anything, Son, don't be afraid to ask. It won't go beyond me and you." "I ain't never sucked a man's dick. I suck my buddy Gip all the time but we can't shoot yet. I love the taste of a man's come. Me and Uncle Buck use to jack off together and some of his would land on me and I'd taste it. He got upset at first and then every now and then he'd let me taste some off his finger. He wouldn't ever let me suck him off. I wouldn't have asked `cause he wants that to be my choice later in my life." "Do you think you're gonna' be a homosexual, Waddie?" Ed asked gently not being condescending. "I don't know, Ed. I'm just a kid. Dad Dan tells me some folks grow out of it and some folks don't and some keep both. How `bout you?" Something told Ed to be totally honest with the boy. He somehow knew Waddie would know in a minute if he hedged or told him a lie. "Can't gain say that, Son. A woman don't know how to suck a man's dick. Only a man knows how to suck another man's dick. Dan's right! I'd rather get my dick sucked by a man than fuck a woman any day. But a gay man can't give me kids and I wanted a family. I still play off on the side now and then and have some man suck me off. I drive over to Cypress Cove every other month or so and go knock on the back door of their church organist. He's always glad to see me and gives a pretty good blow job. I've even swapped blow jobs to get my dick sucked. It ain't so bad. I don't mind the taste of come myself. I can understand you like the taste but I got a feeling there's more to it than that. "I want to learn how to suck a man off so's I can suck my dad off." "After beating you like that, you love him enough you wanna' suck him off?" "That's half of why he beats me, Ed! He shoots his load while he beats me. Better I suck him off and have half an ass left to live with." "Holy mother of God! You're telling me Morgan `comes' when he beats you? Son, that man's sick." "Do you think you should be judging, Ed?" "Okay, good point! You're absolutely right, Waddie. How old did you say you was?" Ed giggled. "I shouldn't be casting stones at him when I'm just as guilty as he is. Are you sure you want me to teach you?" "Yes Sir, I am." "Why me? "You're a good looking man that I find attractive. I couldn't take my eyes off you at my uncle's bachelor party. Of all the naked men there you had the best looking dick of all of `em. It weren't the biggest but it sure was the prettiest. It made my mouth water thinking how good it might taste in my mouth with me just a' sucking on it. `Sides that, you're a good hearted man and you'd never hurt me. You'd let me take my time to learn and wouldn't force me." "You're, what, eight, nine years old? I could get arrested for child molestation." "Come'mon, Ed, did you come out here to molest me?" "No! No way! I'll admit I find you so attractive you make my dick drip but I'd never force myself on you, Waddie; for no other reason than I'm really fond of you. I don't mean to scare you none but every time I've seen you of late my old dick gets hard wondering what it would feel like to have you suck on it. admire you and think you're a great kid. My kid ain't afraid to go to school no more because of you and Gip. My kid talks about the two of you like you're some Goddamn super-heros. You and Gip saved his ass more'n a couple of times from gettin' the shit beat out of him. You don't forget things like that, Son, and you don't do something like that to somebody you care about. I figure I owe you too much for that." "That's my point, Ed. Besides, I'm the one's doing the molesting here, and I'd never deny that no matter what might happen. Why, if'n I was big enough, I'd wrestle you to the ground, rip your Goddamn clothes off, and suck your come out a' you with you just a yell'n and a' scream'n.'" Waddie smiled real big at Ed. Ed laughed, he knew Waddie was kidding but his dick suddenly got roaring hard. "I don't want it all over town that Waddie's a cocksucker. I have to trust you not to say anything. I know you wouldn't. Consider the payoff for both of us, Ed. You train me to suck you off, the way you like it, you get free blow jobs when you want `em, I get to eat your come and if'n I'm real lucky I might even get another kiss from you like the one you just gave me.'" "Damn, you drive a hard bargain, Son!" Ed smiled real big. "You're right about being gentle with ya.' I ain't out to hurt no one to get my rocks off and the second part of your hard bargain sounds to damn good to pass up. Besides that, I happen to feel the same damn way about you. I was in love with a kid all through school that you could be a double for. That's your God father, Buck Claymore. But he was in love with your dad and didn't know I was alive. Another thing, I think I know determination when I see it and if I don't agree to teach you or let you practice on me, you're gonna' find another man that will. He might not be as understanding as I am and damn sure wouldn't enjoy it more'n me. We have to trust each other equally or we both have a lot to lose. I know damn well I can trust you and you wouldn't have asked me if you didn't think you could trust me." "You're right, Ed. If it'ud ease your mind any, that man you always wanted for a buddy, my God father, Buck Claymore, Sheriff of the county, knows I was gonna' ask you. I told him I was jealous of Judy `cause I thought you were a hot man. I wanted to suck you off. He told me you might go for it `cause you liked to get your dick sucked better'n fucking. That's why I wasn't afraid to ask you. He told me I couldn't wish for a more gentle man to teach me than old Bloomers." Ed didn't know whether to shit in his pants or tap dance. Instead he settled for a few tears. "I know he said that `cause that was Buck's nickname for me when we were playing football together. He really said that, Son?" Waddie shook his head , `yes.' "Well, I'll be damned! I never thought Buck gave me a second thought." "Not so, Ed. He admires you and doesn't judge you. He's the one told me to tell you to keep fucking Judy so's I'd have some leverage against her and Willie. Don't get scared. He ain't condemning you. He wants you to keep on fucking her for me." What am I going to tell Judy?" "Give me a quarter for every blow job and tell her you're paying me off. Or tell her you come down here to teach me some rope tying since you were in the navy. Tell her you're coming down here to put the fear of God in me and that's what we'll name your dick." "The fear of God?" Ed laughed. "Yeah, that way, you won't be lying." said Waddie with a big grin. Ed threw back his head and laughed. "That's pretty clever, Waddie. How old did you say you were?" Ed just howled with laughter. "I like the idea of giving you a quarter, pardner. That'ud help you out and me, too. What do ya' say?" "Sounds good to me." The two men shook on it. "What if I come down here first. I'll tell her I'm giving you a little so-dee and candy money to keep good relations. It would really help me out; hell, it'd be more'n worth it to me. I come so quickly the first time. If you took my first load for me then I can go up there a fuck her as long as I want to before I come again." "Can I have a little taste this afternoon?" asked Waddie as he smiled and looked Ed in the eye. "I was afraid you weren't gonna' ask. That kiss you gave me a minute ago made me want you bad, Son. I gotta' be careful `cause I got a feeling in the bottom of my heart I could fall in love with you real easy." "What's wrong with that, Ed. I wouldn't think of asking a man to teach me to suck his dick if'n I didn't think I could love him." "Come'mer, Son." Waddie moved into Ed's big arms and they kissed again. This time Ed was letting Waddie know his need and was pouring his love into Waddie knowing he was going to receive more in return. They gently broke off the kiss and looked into each other's eyes. "You want me to take it out for you or do you wanna' do it?" "I'd be proud to do it for you, Sir. I'd be an honor." "Damn, Son! You want me to come before you get it out?" Ed laughed. Waddie hit his knees and unbuttoned Ed's overalls. He put his nose into Ed's crotch and pull the cloth up around his face so he could smell Ed's strong, good, masculine smell. "That's so damn hot, Waddie! You want'n to get a good smell of me. Shit, that turns me on!" Waddie inserted his hand behind Ed's balls and gently pulled out his prize, balls and all. Ed's dick was a good eight'n half incher. It was a good full size cock.. The head of his dick didn't even poke out from beneath his considerable foreskin even though his was semi-erect. Waddie could see the clearly defined egg shaped head of Ed's dick. He loved the large veins the ran the length of Ed's dick. All in all, he'd have to say Ed's dick was one of the finest he'd seen and it made his mouth water just looking at it. Ed's dick looked like it was made for sucking. There was a pointed flap of skin at the bottom that was dripping smegma. Waddie couldn't wait to get his tongue up and under that beautiful foreskin and taste Ed's hidden treasure underneath. Waddie immediately bent over and smelled big Ed's balls. "Damn, Ed! You smell so good. Can I lick your balls?" "I'd love to have you lick my balls, Son." Waddie started in and Ed relaxed on the bail of hay he was sitting on. He leaned against the barn wall and closed his eyes to the ecstacy of the boys tongue on his balls and ball sack. He was doing a hell of a job for a beginner and if he kept going the way he was he was going to have his prize quicker than Ed originally though. Waddie stopped for a minute. "Let me know, Ed, if I do something that doesn't feel good or something that really does feel good so's I can learn." "I will, Son. I was just laying back enjoying the feeling. You're doing fine so far, that feels so good. Love to have my balls sucked on. Something I like is a man that can get both in his mouth at the same time and suck on `em. Damn that's hot. Your mouth may not big enough yet to take both but it still feels wonderful to have `em sucked on one at a time." Waddie immediately sucked one into his mouth and tasted its goodness as he chased it around with his tongue. He could sense big Ed loved that. Waddie sucked on the other one and then finished. He moved up for the main course. He lapped pre-come from the flap of skin hanging down from Ed's foreskin. It was almost sweet and he loved it. Waddie gently wrapped his hand around the base of Ed's dick and held it firmly. He took his tongue and inserted it in the mystery of Ed's foreskin. There he found the head of Ed's beautiful dick and ran his tongue around and around as he moved it in deeper. He felt the back and could taste Ed's flavor as he cleaned him good. Then he started trying to take Ed down his throat and would gag. "That's all right, Son. Don't worry about that. It feels good. If you pull my foreskin back a little the pre-come will lube your throat and make it go down easier. Gagging is a natural reflex but you can control it. I don't expect you to learn everything today. Take your time, take it slow and experiment. It all feels good to me, no matter what you do. We ain't in no hurry here. " Waddie pulled back Ed's foreskin until the head was about to pop out. It was glistening with smegma and Waddie tried taking it again slower. It was easier as the pre-come lubed his throat and he could take Ed almost to his hand he had wrapped around the base of Ed's dick. Ed had the kind of dick that never got roaring hard it always remained flexible. It got considerable bigger erect but never go rock hard. Did mean Ed couldn't pump out as much man juice as any man and a hell of a lot more than a lot. But his was a good dick for Waddie to learn on because it was always flexible. He was still gagging but not as much when he released his hand from around the base of Ed's shaft. He wanted to see if he could take more and he did only to gag more. Ed lovingly rubbed his head and gently encouraged him. "You're doing fine, Son, for your first time. You ain't gonna' have any problem getting a taste this afternoon. That's feeling pretty damn good. Damn, Waddie...if you feel that good now....how you gonna' feel when you have some practice under your belt." Waddie slowly eased the foreskin back on Ed's dick and was sucking the exposed head in his mouth and throat. Ed suddenly gasp, gulped in air, put his hand gently to the back of Waddie's head, and spoke softly. "You've got me, Sweet baby! You gonna' get it! Feel it swelling, Son? Here it comes, Baby! Aaahhhhh! Oooohhhh! Yeah! Suck it down, Cowboy, you earned it! That's a good boy! Is that you're first full taste of a man, Son?" Waddie nodded as he cleaned and continued to hold Ed's dick in his mouth. He held Ed's penis in his mouth for sometime afterward enjoying all the good strong masculine flavors of Ed. He cleaned Ed for the last time. Gently kissed the head that was peaking out. Kissed each one of the big man's balls and gently returned his property inside his overalls. Waddie buttoned them up for him , and smiled at Ed. "You tasted as good as I thought you would, Ed. Thanks for that, I appreciate it!" "Come'mer, Kid." Ed gently commanded. Waddie moved to his arms. Ed lay him back in his big arms and kissed Waddie with the kiss of a lover. Ed ran his tongue around in Waddie's mouth getting the flavor of his own fresh come. The boy had done well for his first time. He wanted him to know. "Does that tell you anything, Son?" "It tells me you feel the same way I do, Ed, and I couldn't be happier about it. I'm looking forward to us being buddies." "What about you getting off?" "That wasn't part of our deal. I only want to get you off. I have lots of time later to think about sucking you off and jacking off. My prize is eat'n your come. It's damn good, Ed. You're worth it!" Ed stole a kiss from him "Well, here, Son. Let me give ya' a little something for this blow job." "Not this time, Ed. This one was between us. It wasn't in the deal. I asked and you offered." Ed had tears in his eyes. "I don't know were this is gonna' go, Waddie, but you know you all ready stole my heart." "Well, I'll keep it safe, if you promise to keep the huge chunk of mine you just stole safe." Ed threw back his head and laughed. "Let's seal this deal with another kiss, pardner" The two men kissed a gentle but passionate kiss that spoke their bonding to each other. They knew they shared more than just a blow job. They genuinely cared for each other and knew that it would last a long time. Judy didn't suspect a thing. Ed was a good ole county boy and could sling bull shit with the best of them. It came in handy sometimes dealing with folks like Judy. He continued fucking her but got less and less interested in her the better Waddie got at his blow jobs. It got so bad he'd stay down in the barn with Waddie and let him suck him off two or three times before he went up to be with Judy and then he'd throw one huge fuck in her, pay her, clean up and go home. She never asked about the time he spent with Waddie. As long as she got her money, she didn't care. She just assumed he was keeping the lid on things. Ed's bull shit convinced her. He tried to give the kid more money, not because he was trying to make him a whore but because he had fallen in love with Waddie. Ed just damn well wanted him to have it. Waddie wanted to stick to their original agreement but every now and then Ed would slip a ten or a twenty in Waddie's pocket when he wasn't looking. Waddie knew where it came from and would thank him later. After about six months Waddie was so good at pushing Ed's buttons he could made him come faster than Judy could. Somehow, he was proud of that. Ed wanted to stop fucking Judy and arrange to see Waddie. Why shouldn't the kid be getting the money instead of that worthless bitch. Besides he enjoyed the time he spent with the boy a hell of a lot more than the time he spent with her. He'd learned a lot more about what was going on and couldn't believe the hatred those three had for the boy. Why? They couldn't tell him anything he'd done that was so awful to make them hate him so much. Waddie wouldn't let him quit fucking Judy. He told Ed that was their agreement and he expected him to live up to it. Ed agreed that was their agreement and he understood that Waddie had reason to fear those three and told him so. He cared for Waddie so much and wanted to at least share what time he could with him he agreed to keep on fucking her. Waddie kept sucking Ed off every chance he got during that year and he was getting damn good. Even his brother commented on his performance as a lover. When summer came Waddie was involved more with Buck, Dan, Gip, Oatie and Clyde. He still managed to slip away to feed Morgan's stock and told the boys he'd be right back. He didn't fool Buck for a minute. Buck knew why he wanted to go by himself and covered for Waddie when the other boys insisted on going with him. Buck knew the minute Waddie saw Ed's plumbing truck turning into Morgan's place he was going to have to go feed Morgan's stock and Buck's ponies. "Now don't get upset guys. Morgan insists Waddie do this by himself for the allowance he's paying him because he likes it done a certain way and Waddie knows what he wants. Don't feel bad. Waddie's just doing what his dad told him." It was the truth but Morgan didn't give a damn if the other boys helped him. Buck figured rightly Waddie was sucking Ed Bloomquist off. He didn't like it at first then figured out as much as Ed liked his dick sucked it would only insure Ed kept fucking Judy to get Waddie to suck him off. In a way Buck was proud of Waddie for understanding the pressure he could exert on another with nothing more than kindness. He knew Ed knew that Waddie wouldn't tell Morgan but Judy and Willie didn't know that. Waddie came back and Buck leaned over to whisper to him. "Wipe Ed's come off your right ear, Son, `for anyone asks." Buck winked at Waddie. Waddie hugged his uncle and kissed him on the mouth. "Yep, that's old Bloomers, all right!" He said quietly. Buck and Waddie fell out laughing and no one knew. Ed understood that Waddie's schedule would be sporadic during the summer but almost went nuts the two weeks he and the other three boys went to Alpine to play cowboys. When Waddie got back and met Ed for the first time. Ed wouldn't let him go. He stayed quite a while with Waddie and asked Waddie to meet him in his old barn across the creek from Dan's property around seven o'clock that evening. Waddie agreed. Waddie stayed in his room at Morgan's and went down the trellis to meet Ed in his old barn. He had hay stored in it and had a nest made up in the loft. His wife and kids were gone for the weekend to her mothers and he was alone. No one would bother them. Ed had blankets, sodas for Waddie, beer for him, a jug of water and some cups. It was the first time Waddie had ever laid down with a man for sex. It was exciting but nothing to fear with dear old Ed. That's the way Waddie came to think of him. He was a dear. Ed loved Waddie like his own son and wouldn't have hurt him for all the gold in Ft. Knox. With Ed it wasn't like going to lay down with someone just for sex. They were buddies. They'd laugh and talk,--- make a little love, steal kisses from each other and then if they felt like it they'd share sex. Ed always allowed Waddie to take the lead. He never forced the boy to do anything. Waddie was always more than willing to please Ed and took great pride in pleasuring his big buddy. It was a magical summer night, full moon, with four mockingbirds singing their favorite quartets from several obscure sixteenth century operas. It was the first time Waddie had anyone make real love to him other than his brother but that was different. Ed was a mature man and his brother was a kid like him. Waddie couldn't have wished for a more gentle and understanding lover. That night Ed was not one sided. He wanted to suck Waddie as well and brought Waddie to a dry climax every time he shot. He held the boy in his big arms and made the sweetest love to him. He poured his love into Waddie and Waddie drank deeply of Ed's love as if it were a communion wine. As he held Waddie close, Waddie's face was next to Ed's and he could feel his rough, two days growth of beard against his cheek and loved it. He whispered into Ed's ear. "Fuck me, Ed." "Oh, Sweet baby, I'd like nothing better but do you think you're ready? You know my size." "Can't never tell, until we try." "Are you sure, Waddie? I don't have to have that, Son. You gimme' the best blow jobs I've ever had and I'm perfectly satisfied. Later, when you're a little older, if you want to try, I'd be hurt if'n you didn't let old Ed have your cherry." "I've just been thinking how good it might feel to have you up inside of me. Because you've been so gentle teaching me to suck your dick I know you'd be gentle with me my first time. I cleaned myself out hoping I might talk you into it." "You did that for me, Sweet baby? Damn, Waddie, that's awful sweet but I ain't a' gonna' do it, Son. I'll make you a deal. The week after you graduate the eighth grade, going into high school, I'll make damn sure we get alone some where. I'd be pleased and honored, Son, to take your cherry but Waddie don't ask me now. You're just too damn young. Besides, I want you to be able to shoot when I'm fucking you and I might even enjoy feeling you come inside of me. I'll have to admit the more I fall in love with you the more I fantasize about doing everything with you. Can you understand, Son?" Ed kissed Waddie behind the ear. "Sure, Ed. I had a feeling you wouldn't `cause I know the kind of man you are. I love and respect you for that Ed and my feelings ain't hurt. I just want you to know that until then I'll be having my brother shove cucumbers up my butt to open me up for you. I'll save it for you, Ed." "Damn, Waddie, you can say the damnedest shit. You feel my old warrior waking up down there because of the shit you're talking." "Let me have you this time, Ed. Just you. Lay back and let your buddy do you some good." Ed pulled Waddie to him and kissed him hard. Waddie moved down to smell Ed good for the fourth time. "Damn Ed. You really smell good tonight." "Did like you asked me, Son. Ain't cleaned up in two days. I can smell myself and I have to agree it sure makes for stronger sex between us. I like being a little dirty for you. I know how much you like it. Have to admit, Son, it really turns me on you liking to smell my body that much. My warrior gets harder for you than it ever has for Morgan's old lady." Waddie sucked Ed off good and had Ed moaning at climax. He again made love to Waddie and could taste his own fresh come in his mouth. It was hot. They were both tired and finally drifted off to sleep with Waddie being held in Ed's big arms. He wasn't holding Waddie like his possession. He was holding Waddie like he wanted to protect the boy from the hurts of the world. He wanted his love to surround the young man and help him through his trials. Waddie moved under the blanket to smell Ed's strong, healthy, masculine smell. He got to Ed's crotch and gently took Ed's penis into his mouth and slowly worked it to the back of his throat. He felt Ed reach down with his big hand and gently lock him onto his dick like it was something they'd shared with each other for years. He could feel the boy's breathing change and knew he had drifted off to sleep. It's something the two of them had dreamed about and discussed. Sleeping one night with Ed's dick down Waddie's throat. It felt natural to them. There wasn't anything perverted about it. Waddie loved Ed and Ed loved Waddie. Waddie knew he needed Ed and Ed knew he sure as hell needed the boy. That need had nothing to do with sex. It had to do with a bonding that flows easily between some grown men and younger men. One needs to mentor and nurture the other needs to learn and suckle. Ed was finding himself becoming fiercely protective of the boy. Later in the night, Ed reached down and pulled Waddie up into his arms again and slept the rest of the night holding on to his little buddy. He had come to love Waddie as much as his own son. He had found no flaw in this boy. No selfishness. No meanness. No self centeredness. Waddie was loving, giving and genuinely cared about Ed. He gave Ed his all and did it for no consideration. Waddie's love for Ed was unconditional. He didn't expect anything nor require anything from Ed for his love. That's why it was easy for Ed to give to Waddie. If he could help this kid, he would. His love for Waddie wasn't the passionate love of a sex crazed lover. He loved Waddie like he was his younger brother, his little buddy, that he would protect against the very gates of hell. Waddie sailed his barque of dreams through peaceful waters and found safe harbor within big Ed Bloomquist's protective arms. End Part 10 Cabbage Patch Cowboy Copyright 2002 Waddie Greywolf Questions/comments: waddiebear@yahoo.com