Date: Thu, 5 Dec 2002 07:45:05 -0800 (PST)
From: Waddie Greywolf <waddiebear@yahoo.com>
Subject: "Cabbage Patch Cowboy Part 17"

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CABBAGE PATCH COWBOY PART 17

The next morning, after breakfast, Earl D., Billy Bob, and Waddie loaded up
to return to Austin.  The morning had been different.  There was a aura of
love that surrounded the breakfast table that the family hadn't experienced
in a long time.  The three departing men were not anxious to leave.  Dad
Crenshaw begged Waddie to stay the week with them and return the following
Monday to travel to Dallas to be with his great aunt.  Waddie seriously
considered it but his voice told him he had to go back with Earl D. and
Billy Bob.

All the boys begged him to stay as well.  Even Sarah told him it would
please her if he considered staying but she understood he had things he had
to do.  She was more convinced of his purposes than any of her men.  She
saw that Waddie was being carefully guided.  She consoled her men by
telling them Waddie would have more time to spend with them later.  It
wasn't a shot in the dark.  She just knew.

"Remember, Waddie, "Sarah Crenshaw told him, "you're welcome here anytime.
You don't have to call or ask, just come home.  We all love you very much."

"Thank's for the boots, Son, and sharing with us your knowledge of roping.
We have a great deal to learn from you yet.  If you can bring your bother,
Gip, with you, he'd be as welcome as you are.  Don't forget us, Waddie.
Like your Ma said, we love you."  Dad Crenshaw said as he hugged Waddie for
the last time.  The boys hugged and kissed him with a tear in their eye,
especially the smallest three.  Shad was really broken up.  His dad had to
pick him up to console him.

It was a quiet ride for the first thirty minutes or so for the boys.  They
each were in their on thoughts.  They had separate epiphanies about the
weekend and realized something wonderful had occurred within their family.
Billy Bob and Earl D. knew that it was not totally because of Waddie but he
had been the catalyst to make the reactions happen.  They all three had a
warmth in their hearts that bound them together in unity.  Billy Bob was
driving and turned to Waddie and Earl D.

"I'm glad you decided to return with us, Little Brother." he didn't
elaborate.  He didn't have to.

"Me too, Waddie."  Earl D. put his arm around Waddie pulled him close and
stole a kiss.  Waddie started tearing up.  He couldn't speak.  "What's a
matter, Babe?  Tell your big brothers."

"I was so torn.  I really wanted to stay but my voice inside told me I had
to go back with you guys. I'm thrilled to be with you, I love you so much
but I have this hollow feeling in my gut.  I ain't hungry.  What's the
fuck's wrong with me?" His brothers laughed.  At least they got a smile out
of him.

"There's nothing wrong with you.  That's one of the wonderful things about
you is your honesty. Think about it another way.  You love us, we're your
brothers, but you love our family, too.  You're a part of our family now
and after this weekend you can't deny it. Billy Bob and I feel the same
damn way.  We love the fact that you're with us but we miss the hell out of
our family which you're part of.  Does that make sense to you?

We don't have a brother that wouldn't lay down his life for you; they all
love you that much.  Dad hasn't had the time to start the youngest three
into roping.  You got all three of them actively involved and taught them
and us more in a couple of hours than dad could've in six months.  In
essence you've brought them on board with the rest of the family.

Now they're not left out when their big brothers and dad talk roping.  Put
yourself in their position for a minute, Little Brother.  All of a sudden
they don't have to stand on the outside looking in.  They can talk roping,
now, too.  Can you imagine what that's done for those three and it's
because you took the time to care.

Dad never took Toller seriously.  Billy and I've known for sometime that
Toller had talent and even told dad so.  Nobody taught Toller how to rope.
He taught himself.  He picked up one of our ropes one day and just started
roping.

We saw the envy in his eyes as you were telling the three younger ones how
to start out and how to practice; even how to think about roping.  Why do
you think Toller asked you to make him a practice rope?  I guarantee you
he'll go back and learn all over again and practice as hard as the three
younger boys.

It took you showing dad how much talent Toller had to convince dad he
should pay more attention and start bringing Toller along.  Can you imagine
how many points you scored with your little brother, Toller?  Billy and I
laughed our ass's off.  You weren't very subtle in making your point but
you were smooth.  You didn't try to tell the old man, `I told you so!'

You wouldn't even look at dad afterwards but we did.  You rode to the other
end of the arena taking your rope in, paying attention to what you were
doing, like it was all in a day's work for a good hand.  You should've seen
the shit eat'n grin on Dad's face like, `The little son of a gun nailed me
to the barn door and ain't gonna' say a word.'  He couldn't fault you for
that.  He was wowed and amazed but he was also proud of you and Toller.  He
looked at Billy and I and just shook his head."

"I'm not sure I understand the meaning of all your words, Earl D., but I
know the feeling.  That feels good."  Waddie smiled as he mused.

"That's all you need to know, Little Brother."  said Billy Bob genuinely.
"Now, we got each other, we'll hear from our family this week, we got next
weekend and maybe if we're real lucky we'll get to be with our big brother,
Bubba, sometime this week."  Billy Bob finished.  Waddie perked right up.

"Oh God!  Billy, did you forget to put that jar of ice water in the front
seat to cool this one down?"  Earl D. laughed and got his other two
brothers laughing.  All seriousness ceased.  They were three brothers off
on another adventure.

The men returned to Mrs. York's shortly before lunch time on Monday.  Most
of the other athletes had all ready returned.  They came bounding down the
front steps to great their buddies.  Phil grabbed Waddie and hugged him.

"Missed you, Cowboy.  Told my dad about you and he wants to see you rope.
We live in Kerrville not far from the Crenshaw's.  He's gonna' call the
boy's dad to see if he and I can drive down and stay a night in their barn
to see you rope.  Ben said something about coming home with me, so he'll
come along with us if we do."  Phil carried Waddie into the house where
Mrs. York was waiting to greet her boys.  She gave Waddie a hug and a kiss
to welcome him and told him the place was too damn quite without him.

They all washed up for lunch and everyone wanted to hear how their weekend
went.  They were wowed that Waddie and his little brother won everything at
the Crenshaw rodeo.  Earl D. and Billy Bob couldn't say enough good things
about their little brother.  They told them about how thrilled their dads
were at the new boots and about Waddie teaching the youngest three to start
learning to rope.

Waddie helped Mrs York clean up after lunch.  He told her he was going to
put his stuff away and would be back in about an hour to give her a hand if
she didn't mind.  She didn't.  She loved Waddie's company.  Waddie could
barely get his stuff put away.  One or another of the big guys was scooping
him up and using him as weights to lift above their heads pumping up their
muscles.  He'd laugh and giggle, yell at them to put him down but he
enjoyed their attention.  It was their way of showing him affection.

Waddie helped Mrs. York all afternoon.  He had the big pots and heavy stuff
cleaned and put away by the time dinner was ready.  She rang the bell
thirty minutes early and they all sat down to eat.  There was much lively
discussion around the table that evening.  All the men helped clear the
table and after dessert and coffee pushed Waddie and Mrs. York out of the
kitchen to clean up.  They were through in no time.

Mrs. York and Waddie sat on the front porch and caught up on things.
Waddie found out he could talk to Mrs. York about anything and she always
had good suggestions and ideas he hadn't considered.  He asked if he might
bring his brother Gip back from Dallas for a night until the Crenshaw boys
could take the two of them down to their family in Bandera.  He and Gip
would probably stay a week with the Crenshaws.

"Waddie, as much as you've helped me around here and you've not really been
here all that much, it's all right with me if Bubba stays a number of
nights and certainly your brother.  You feel free to bring him.  He's
welcome.  Far as I'm concerned you've more'n earned another month here if
you want to stay."

Waddie was almost in tears at her generosity.  He hugged and thanked her
for being so kind and understanding.  Mrs. York couldn't believe this young
kid.  Anything you did for him was like he'd received a basket of gold.
She wanted him to stay as long as he wanted.  She knew she was going to
miss him when he had to go. She had a feeling she'd see him again though.

He had talked to Agatha and told her the times of arrival for the following
Monday evening. Agatha had timed Gip's bus to arrive a couple of hours
later.  Enough time to run him home and return for his brother.  Because of
the way things turned out and other obligations he was going to have to
return the following Friday morning.

He told her all about his new family and she was thrilled that he had that
comfort and love in his life right now.  Especially the Crenshaw family.
He didn't tell her but he had personalized autographed pictures of half the
team for her and each of her daughter's in manilla envelopes.

Tuesday came and the boys had to get their minds on classes and Waddie
stayed away to let them study and helped Mrs. York.  Waddie just counted on
helping her all day Tuesday but shortly before lunch Phil came bounding
into the kitchen and whispered something to Mrs. York.  He grabbed Waddie
up again with him giggling and yelling for the big ape to put him down.  As
they passed the front door Waddie could see a big plum colored rig sitting
out front and knew Phil was taking him up to Bubba.  Waddie's dick
immediately got hard and Phil thought that was the funniest thing.

Waddie couldn't help laugh at Phil in hysterics.  He released him to
Bubba's big arms and they kissed right there in the upstairs hallway to the
`Awwwws,' of all the assembled.  His big buddy was back again and this time
to stay for a while.  They were so glad to see each other.  Mrs. York was
happy to see Bubba again and sat an extra place for him for lunch.  Billy
Bob and Earl D. were pissed they had classes all afternoon and then had to
study afterwards but they were happy for their little brother.  Bubba was
going home for a while.  He didn't know how long but he had vacation coming
and he was going to take some.

He had stopped by the Sheriff's station on the way back through and took
Buck and his men to lunch at the diner.  He didn't stay too long but sat
for a while, had coffee and chatted with Carol Anderson.  He asked if it
would be inappropriate for him to ask to take her and Jannie to dinner some
evening and would they mind riding in a big truck?  She assured him it
wouldn't be inappropriate and she was sure Jannie would love it.  She was
impressed that he didn't ask just to see her.  He included Jannie but she
saw how they related the week before and was pleased.  Jannie hadn't talked
about anything else since his visit.

Waddie was going to help Mrs. York after lunch but she shoved him out the
door to be with his buddy.  They spent the afternoon talking, making love,
napping and relaxing.  It was one of the best, most relaxed times that
Waddie and Bubba spent together.  They showered together and Bubba was
impressed at his progress in healing.

Waddie told him about going to Uncle Enid's doctor and the neat medication
he'd prescribed. Bubba was thrilled at his progress and pleased he'd been
to a doctor. He put more of the medicine on him.  Waddie's back and
shoulder was almost completely healed.  His face was almost back to normal.
His rear was still a little raw but only one or two small scabs
left. Another week and he'd be completely healed.

They talked and decided since Waddie had to be back the following Monday
morning to go to Dallas, he and Bubba would go to Bandera the next morning.
The Crenshaw boys could come down Thursday evening or Friday morning.
Waddie was going to stay with his new family the rest of the week.  He
called to ask if he might come early.  Ma Crenshaw assured him it would be
all right. They couldn't wait to see Bubba, too.  It had been a while.

Billy Bob and Earl D. wanted to go, too, but they let their brothers go and
knew they'd have a great time.  The other athletes were disappointed their
little buddy wasn't going to stick around a while longer but Phil and his
buddy Ben said they'd see him over the weekend.  Waddie and Bubba threw
their gear into the truck and hit the road after breakfast on Wednesday
morning.

It was like old times with his buddy and Bubba was in great spirits.  He
was going home.  Waddie wanted to tell Bubba about being close to Dad Franz
but didn't know how.  He didn't want Bubba to find out accidentally and be
mad at either Gus or him.  Finally he told Bubba about helping Gus with the
Morgans and him walking Waddie back to the low water damn.

"Did you two stop by the old barn on the way?"  Bubba raised an eyebrow and
grinned at Waddie.

"Yes, Sir. It was my idea, Bubba.  It weren't Gus's.  I talked him into it
Bubba `cause I wanted to feel closer to him.  I love him, Bubba.  Same's I
love you."  Waddie pleaded for understanding.  Bubba just howled with
laughter.

"I ain't pissed, Sweetbaby.  I'm thrilled the two of you had that
closeness.  I fully plan to get my old man off by himself several times
while I'm home.  That's one of the reasons I'm going home.  I just got me a
hanker'n for the taste of my old mans dick.  Sweet, ain't it?"

"Oh Bubba!  Like father, like son!"  they both fell out into gales of
laughter.

They pulled into the road up to the Franz's place shortly before noon and
all the Crenshaws were there as well to welcome them.  It was almost like
Waddie hadn't been away.  They had a great lunch together and then Waddie,
Bubba and Gus followed the Crenshaws back over to their place to put
Waddie's things away in the boys room.  Waddie felt like he was home.  The
boys were all over him.  Jeb, Brant and Shad couldn't wait to show him what
they'd learned and how they'd improved.  Bubba came along.  He wanted to
see too.  Dad Crenshaw beamed with pride.

The boys had indeed improved and Waddie was impressed.  He started teaching
them to rope a moving target.  They found an old rusty wheelbarrow.  They
cleaned it and oil the wheel.  Bubba, Gus and Dad Crenshaw helped make a
steer head like contraption with an old broom stick for horns.  Waddie
taught them how to rope it walking around it in a circle like before.  As
soon as they had that down pretty good he'd push the wheelbarrow, the boys
would run along beside and try to lasso the head.

It wasn't easy.  In fact Dad Crenshaw and Gus couldn't hit it the first
couple of times they tried.  Dad Crenshaw and Bubba were amazed at the
amount of joy and good practice such a simple thing could bring the boys.
Toller could hit it every time.  He, too, had been practicing with his
practice rope Waddie made for him.  He confided in Waddie, he wished he'd
had an opportunity to learn that way, so he was going to learn all over
again.  Waddie told him that he and his brothers frequently went back to
the beginning and started over again. It only improved their accuracy.

The next several days were like living in a dream for Waddie.  He and Bubba
had taken up residency in the loft of the Crenshaw's nearest barn.  They
wanted to give them a room in the house but Bubba and Waddie wouldn't hear
of it.  One night they were having dinner with Bubba's parents and little
sister and they stayed the night in Gus's barn.  They were falling more and
more in love with each other.  Waddie couldn't help himself; neither could
Bubba but they didn't care, it felt right.

Gus got plenty of their love, too.  He got it from both his boys.  He
couldn't have been happier.  He got sucked off at least once a day by one
and sometimes twice a day by both.  Waddie would play lookout for Bubba and
Gus and then Bubba would play lookout for Waddie and Gus. Dora and Brenda
Lou hadn't seen Gus so happy in a long time.  He got out his new boots to
show Bubba and was really proud of them.  Waddie made him wear them while
he sucked Gus off.  The three of them would go over and help the Crenshaws
with any projects they had going and one day they came over and helped Gus
with one.

Waddie had never had such a feeling of belonging.  For the first time in
his life he had family; real family.  Not some make believe, cut throat,
back stabbing, mean spirited crap he had to put up with in Morgan's world;
where one had to fight for existence.  Here he was a part of a greater
love.  He loved and felt loved.  Here he was appreciated for his talents
and the things he knew.  He was held in esteem and honored for his
knowledge and accomplishments.  His love was welcomed.

He said his thanks to God and Mr. Urial every day for this experience.
They were showing him what richness real family can mean and how important
it is to all human beings.  It didn't matter that he wasn't born into these
two families.  He felt as much a part as any one of the boys.  Maybe even
more so because they opened their home and hearts to him and he accepted
their generosity.  The boys, except Earl D., didn't have a choice.  They
were born into the family.  He and Earl D. formed a special, unspoken bond
for that reason.

Being part of Bubba's family was the easiest part.  Gus was so damn easy
going and loved both Bubba and Waddie for themselves.  Anything else was
icing on the cake.  Waddie was growing closer to Brenda Lou and they had
several long talks about things.  She fell in love with her little brother
like all the rest.  She thought his talents in roping were outstanding.

The college boys decided to wait `til Friday morning after breakfast to
come home.  The were there in record time.  They were so glad to be home
you would've thought they'd been gone for years.  They were so looking
forward to seeing Bubba and Waddie.  When they found out they were bunk'n
it in the barn they begged Bubba and Waddie to let them join them like two
kids.  Bubba told them they could as long as they conducted themselves like
gentlemen.  They promised.  Waddie loved his brothers but he wasn't about
to give up hibernating with his Grizzly.

Dad Crenshaw couldn't wait for the weekend. He declared Friday was a play
day and if they were gonna' have folks coming to compete they may as well
practice.  Waddie roped with Toller and Dad Crenshaw.

Bubba and Gus sat on the corral fence or in the bleachers they'd helped Dad
Crenshaw build on the far side of the arena.  Bubba knew Waddie had to be
good but he wasn't prepared for what he saw.  He saw his little buddy
change from a small, half boy, half man into a seasoned rodeo competitor.

He watched his mild mannered, sweet little partner change into a fierce and
deadly accurate roping machine.  Both Dad Crenshaw and Toller were perfect
compliments to his little buddy but he wondered what Gip and Waddie would
be like together.  He could only imagine.

It was a hot afternoon and the sun finally set.  It wasn't dark out.  There
was a full moon.  Dad Crenshaw even got Bubba and Gus on horseback, they'd
been playing cowboy all afternoon, too, and loving it.  Dad Crenshaw and
Gus got their heads together and decided they'd all ride down to the river
and swim the ponies.  The boys were jumping around for joy and looked like
Oatie with clothes flying everywhere.

They unsaddled the ponies and removed their bit and bridles.  The three
younger boys got up behind an experienced rider.  Shad had to ride behind
his hero, Waddie, Brant behind Earl D.  and Jeb behind Billy Bob.  J.R.,
Cassidy, and Toller had their own ponies.

Every man was buck ass naked except for their boots as they slowly rode
bareback on the ponies down to the river. The men would take off their
boots before they swam with the ponies.  They wore their boots because of
the bull head stickers all over the place on the ranch.  If you stepped on
one it would hurt like hell.

The ponies had done this time and again with the men and no one had to
direct them.  They knew where they were going and why.  They arrived at the
river and the men pulled off their boots.  The ponies were excited.  They
knew what was happening and they were ready.

They kept shaking their heads and moving their front feet.  It was all the
men could do to contain them for the time it took them to throw off their
boots.  Waddie jumped back up on Whiskey, reached his arm down for Shad and
pulled him up behind him.

He asked Shad if he knew how to swim should the pony get away from them.
He assured Waddie he knew how to swim.  Waddie had to laugh as Bubba looked
over at him and Shad.  Shad had his arms around his brother and was holding
on to Waddie's dick with both hands.  Bubba roared with laughter.

"S'matter there, Shad?  `Fraid your bubba's gonna' get away from ya'?"
Bubba kidded Shad.  The other men looked and laughed at Shad.  He blushed
but his bubba Waddie came to his defense.

"You guys hesh up!  If'n my little brother wants to grab `his-self' a big
old handful that's fine with this cowboy.  You just hang on to anything you
need to, Shad, and don't be embarrassed about it."  Waddie spoke over his
shoulder to Shad.  They all laughed and Shad whispered his thanks.

The men rode the ponies down into the deep water and they started moving
underneath them.  Waddie had swam horses before and knew the feeling.  It
has to be one of the most sensual feelings a young man raised on a ranch or
farm can experience.  The heat from the big animals body, the coolness of
the water and your bodies moving in consort with each other.  They become
buoyant and your body corresponds with theirs.  You're barely on them.  You
float slightly on them hanging on gently to their manes. They have plenty
of power to propel both of you through the water.

Shad let go of Waddie's dick as he saw it wasn't too cool a place to hold
onto after they were in the water. He needed both hands.  Waddie grabbed
Shad under his small armpit and pulled him abreast of himself.

"Here Shad.  Gently hold onto Whiskey's mane.  Don't pull.  It'll hurt him.
Hold on just enough to support yourself in the water.  Shad was frightened
at first but got the hang of it and was laughing with glee when Waddie
reached over and tickled him.  It was his first experience swimming horses.
It wouldn't be his last.

It was one of those wonderful, shared, male moments only men did together.
It was a bonding experience with each other and the ponies as well.  After
swimming with a pony a couple of times he would do anything you wanted him
to.  He became your bonded brother.  It said to him you trusted him and he
could trust you.

For the next several days, Whiskey acted like he could read Waddie's mind.
The rest of the ponies would respond to their riders the same way.  They
rode the ponies to the shallows of the river and the men let loose.  The
ponies started to wade ashore but saw the men were acting like children and
decided they wanted to have some fun themselves.  Whiskey walked up behind
Waddie.  Waddie turned to pet Whiskey and got nudged three feet into the
water.  Waddie had to dive in head first to all the men's laughter.  He
laughed too and came over to Whiskey and petted him.

"Got me good.  Didn't chu' old friend?  Wanna' swim again?  Want Waddie to
swim with you?"

Whiskey snorted and waded deeper into the water until his feet wouldn't
touch and Waddie was floating on his back.  He wasn't holding on to
Whiskey, he was swimming alone beside his pony.  Whiskey watched where
Waddie was taking him and followed.  Waddie made one big circle and headed
back to the shallows.  Whiskey was right behind him.  As soon as Waddie
could stand he got a thank you butt from Whiskey that sent him forward
again much to the other men's amusement.

"I think that pony loves you, Son."  said Dad Crenshaw.

"Who the hell doesn't?"  laughed Billy Bob and Earl D.

"I do, I love Waddie." said Shad.

"Me, too." said Jeb and Brant.

"Will you guys cut it out." laughed Waddie.  "I love you, too.  Now, lets
have fun.  Come on, Shad.  Put your hands on my shoulder and I'll swim you
across."  He didn't have to ask his little brother twice and they were
underway.  Well, Whiskey wasn't being left behind and started after the
boys.  Everyone laughed again.  Usually a pony isn't that attentive but
Whiskey seemed to have an affinity for Waddie and Shad.  He caught up with
them.

"Just lay your hand on his neck for support in the water Shad.  You don't
even have to hold on.  See what I'm doing.  That's it!  He'll support us
and carry us along with him in his wake." Shad thought that was a little
bit of heaven.  With almost little or no effort he was being supported and
pulled along by Whiskey.  Waddie began to pet and talk to Whiskey.

"You're a good old friend, Whiskey."  they reached the shallows and Whiskey
could stand but the boys couldn't.

"I never took the time to realize you have a big heart underneath all that
horse hide."  Whiskey shook his head up and down like he was agreeing with
Waddie.  The men laughed at the two of them.  It was almost like he
understood every word Waddie was saying.

"I promise, from now on, I'll listen to you more.  You're the better part
of this team anyway."  Whiskey snorted and shook his head up and down
again.  Dad Crenshaw was about to shit in the water he was laughing so hard
at Waddie's conversation with Whiskey.

"You love me, Whiskey?"  The men couldn't believe what the pony did next.
He put his muzzle right against Waddie's chest and waited for Waddie to
scratch his ears and head.  That was his way of showing love and trust to a
human.  Waddie almost had tears in his eyes as he petted and kissed
Whiskey.  Then Whiskey pushed him backwards as hard as he could and Waddie
fell back in the water laughing his ass off.

>From that night on there was no question who's pony Whiskey was.  He
followed Waddie around like a puppy.  Of course, Waddie always made sure he
had some little treat for Whiskey.  He talked to Whiskey like he would a
good friend.  He'd talk to him while setting up a run and encourage the
pony to do his best.  Waddie would tell him he knew he'd never let him
down.  He was always right there and he appreciated it.  He was truly the
better half of their team.  They got better and better together the next
couple of days and no one could deny it.

Whiskey even let Shad ride a couple of times and was very gentle with him.
Waddie would talk to Whiskey and tell him exactly what he wanted him to do
and Whiskey would do it every time.  Dad Crenshaw and the rest of the men
couldn't believe the bond that occurred between the three of them.  Even
Shad could talk to Whiskey and get him to do anything.

It was getting late and the men swam the ponies back to the other shore
pulled on their boots and slowly rode the ponies back to the barn in the
light of the full moon.  Shad had a hold of Waddie's dick again.  Dad
Crenshaw was riding along next to Waddie talking to him.  Waddie was trying
to be nonchalant but kept getting harder the tighter Shad held onto him.

"Shad,---Son,---I know you love your big brother but if you choke that
thing any tighter you're gonna' pop the head right off'n poor Waddie's
dick."  The men fell out laughing and Shad blushed again.

"Now, Dad, leave my little brother be.  He ain't hurting me none.  Besides,
I got the warmest dick right now of any of you."  More laughter from the
men. "I'm beginning to think Whiskey thinks it's his new control stick.
Every time Shad moves my dick to the left, Whiskey goes to the left.
Watch!  Move it to the right, Shad."  Shad moved Waddie's dick to the right
and Whiskey started moving to the right.  The men went nuts laughing at
Waddie and Shad.

They got the ponies back to the barn and rubbed them down with soft towels.
Whiskey loved the attention.  Nobody was in a hurry to put their clothes
on.  They wanted to care for the ponies first.  Whiskey kept looking at
Waddie's butt and knew instinctively something was wrong.  It didn't look
right.  He put his muzzle right on Waddie's ass and Waddie almost jumped
through the barn roof.  He realized Whiskey was trying to tell him it
didn't look right to him but it surprised him.  Bubba laughed.  Waddie was
almost in tears as he gently grabbed the big pony by the neck and kissed
him.

"You're right, old friend.  My ass isn't suppose to look like that.
Someone you don't know wasn't nice to me and hurt me.  I'm getting over it.
You can see it's healing and I get better every time you give me the honor
of working with you.  Thanks for caring, old friend."  Whiskey snorted and
shook his head like he didn't like the looks of it and he was concerned for
his little buddy.  Bubba couldn't believe the rapport Waddie developed with
Whiskey.

The next day was Saturday and once again the neighbor folk descended on the
Crenshaw ranch.  Nobody was interested in making any bets this time.  They
all knew how good Waddie and Dad Crenshaw were together and Waddie and
Toller.  The other two teams made a better than good showing for
themselves.  Billy Bob and Earl D. were hot.  J.R. and Cassidy were staying
right up with all of them.

Waddie and Dad Crenshaw were getting ready to make another run and they
heard this huge booming voice yell across the lot.

"Hey Waddie!  Hey, Little Buddy!  Don't ride `til we get there!"  It was
Phil, Phil's younger brother Tommy, Phil's dad and Ben pulling a double
horse trailer.  The four of them ran over and joined the others on the
fence.  Billy Bob and Earl D. introduced them to everyone.  Phil's dad
looked like an older double for Phil.  His brother Tommy looked like a
younger Phil.

"Thanks for wait'n , Sir, Waddie.  Let's see what you got, Little Buddy."
Waddie winked at Dad Crenshaw and they slowly rode over to their starting
positions.  They were ready.  The barrier dropped.  Whiskey didn't even
need a nudge from Waddie.  He had learned to read Waddie's every movement.
He shot out of the gate like a cannon ball.  He no sooner took three
complete steps than Waddie landed his catch and dallied his rope.  Whiskey
felt him dally and started turning the steer immediately.  Dad Crenshaw had
all ready made his catch, dallied and his pony was pulling tight.

Brenda Lou announced the time as a new arena record.  Phil and his brother
Tommy were off the fence and ran over to Waddie.  Phil pulled Waddie down
from Whiskey, laughing and giggling.  He hugged and kissed Waddie right
there before God and everyone.  Waddie was laughing at Phil's reaction.  He
was patting Waddie on the back.  Tommy shook his hand and told him he ain't
never seen nobody rope like that.  Pretty soon Phil's dad and Ben walked
over to shake Waddie's hand.  They were all compliments.

"Hey, Gentlemen, let's not forget the other half of this team.  My dad
here."  Waddie introduced Phil, Tommy, their dad and Ben to Dad Crenshaw.
He welcomed the men and told them to get their ponies out of the hot
trailer, water them and join the fun.  He didn't have to ask twice.  Dad
Crenshaw was really proud of himself and his son, Waddie.

It was a wonderful day.  Everyone had a good time.  Most folk started
leaving in the late afternoon and finally only the family, Phil, Tommy,
their dad and Ben were left.  They were going to stay in the barn with
Waddie, Bubba, Billy Bob and Earl D.  Of course all the rest of the boys
wanted to stay in the barn with them but Dad Crenshaw told them another
time.  If he didn't get to stay in the barn, they didn't get to stay in the
barn.

It was a wonderful evening after a light supper of left overs from all the
food the other ladies brought.  They left enough Ma Crenshaw didn't have to
cook.  Everyone was tired and tomorrow was church so they took turns
showering in the boys room and returned to the loft.  Phil, Tommy, their
dad and Ben were going to church with them the next day and then head home.

Bubba and Waddie were the last back out to the loft and the others were
still up talking.  They all were buck ass naked and Bubba and Waddie didn't
feel the least bit shy around them.  Bubba had to medicate Waddie's rear
again.  Bubba thought in another week they may not even have to use the
medicine any more.  Talk settled down and the men went to sleep.  Waddie
and Bubba couldn't do much with the other guys there but they managed to
put some bails of hay between them and the rest.

After the others were asleep Waddie moved down and took his big buddy in
his mouth and ran his tongue around the head under the foreskin of his
beautiful dick.  He felt a huge hand gently on the back of his head.
Waddie took his time and worked Bubba slowly, then he'd stop.  He'd work
him up again and stop.  Finally he knew Bubba was about to have a fit and
he took him all the way.  Bubba shot such a load Waddie thought he wasn't
going to get it all down, but he did.  Then he cleaned his big buddy up,
grabbed his bandana from his jeans and gently dried Bubba's cock.

Bubba pulled him up in his arms to kiss him and held him tight.  He was
going to do the same for Waddie but Waddie told him `no.'  He wanted to do
that for his buddy.  He didn't want anything in return.  Bubba made love to
Waddie until he went to sleep with the sweet, lingering taste of bear honey
in his mouth.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Church the next day was pleasant.  All the folks of the community were
thrilled to have Bubba home and the two other Longhorn football stars.
They were all glad to have Waddie back among them and wished him well.  The
pastor was back and gave another good sermon on the love of families,
friends and their importance to everyone's lives.  The healing power of
love and the power of love to transcend even death. It gave Waddie an idea
he had to ask Mr. Urial about.

After the service the two families returned to the Crenshaw's for Sunday
dinner.  Phil, and his men were invited for dinner and stayed.  Then they
said their goodbyes and left to return to Kerrville.  They had a good time
and enjoyed the comradery of the Crenshaw family, Waddie and Bubba.

The day was too short.  Waddie knew the next day he would have to return
with the boys and immediately after lunch catch a bus to Dallas. Waddie
rode a little with his brothers.  He wanted to get the younger ones in the
saddle for at least the feel of going after a huge critter with a
relatively thin rope to catch it with.

Shad actually landed a catch but was so excited he forgot to dally his rope
and lost it completely. He was upset but Waddie praised him and told him it
took him much longer to land his first catch and he forgot to dally his
rope the first five or six times.  Shad felt better and Waddie had him
laughing and giggling in no time.

He told them all, above all the accuracy and quick times, it means nothing
if you don't have a good time doing it.  Invest as much time in learning to
enjoy roping as you do learning how to do it right.  Dad Crenshaw couldn't
have agreed with him more and told his boys so.  Waddie finally got Toller
to loosen up and he was amazed it started to improve his times.  He was
more relaxed and having a good time at it.

Sunday evening Earl D. and Billy Bob decided to give Waddie and his big
buddy their privacy in the barn.  They stayed in their room in the house.
Bubba and Waddie didn't tell them until later but they were grateful.  They
were pretty conservative with their loving.  They knew they had to get up
at the crack of dawn and they were tired.  Bubba was going to stay around
home for a while.  He didn't know how long but he'd keep in touch.

They made love and Waddie was amazed he was beginning to shoot more each
time Bubba took him and Bubba was thrilled with his little buddy.  He was
watching his little friend become a man before his eyes. It was something
they would share the rest of their lives. It became a solid bond between
them and Waddie always looked up to the big man that saved his life, tended
his wounds, nurtured him, loved him, and welcomed him into manhood.

The next morning there were sad, rushed goodbye because the boys wanted to
make sure they got Waddie back and to the bus station on time.  Dad and Ma
Crenshaw told Waddie to bring his brother back with him if he could.  He
was more than welcome.  All the boys wanted to see them rope
together. Waddie promised he'd try.  Bubba and Waddie had pretty much said
their goodbyes when they got up that morning and promised each other there
wasn't going to be a lot of emotions.  There was one final hug that they
both almost lost it but recovered quickly.

The boys were off back to Austin as the family waved goodbye from the road.
Again they were quiet but for a shorter period of time than before.  They
pulled themselves out of it and were the three brothers off on another
adventure. Waddie could tell they were being up for him.  They weren't
looking forward to a week away from their little buddy.  They'd grown
accustom to his face and come to love him deeply.  He sort of became the
boarding house `mascot' and all the men loved him. They were happy for him
going to see his great aunt and brother.  Billy Bob and Earl D. asked if
there was anything they could do to help.

"Yeah.  Call Dad Dan and talk to him.  Tell him you and your dad would love
to have Gip come to the ranch for a week.  You guys have a break in classes
that week and will be home, too.  I have a feeling he just might go for it.
Then have your dad call Dad Dan and invite Gip to come back with me for
that week and then we'll put him on a bus to come home.

I kinda wish Dad Dan and Uncle Buck would come spend several days with us
at your home and take us both back.  I love you guys and my new family but
I miss my loved ones at home a lot.  I have a feeling that I'm suppose to
go home before much longer anyway.  I'm grateful for all you've done for
me.  You've given me a new family I know I can come to visit, be with
anytime and be welcome.  I never had a loving family and it's something God
gave me because I prayed for so long to have a family with lots of brothers
and a wonderful Mom and Dad.  You're family is what he gave me and I will
be forever grateful."

Earl D. and Billy Bob were quiet.  They knew sooner or later they were
going to have to give up their little buddy but it wasn't going to be easy.
All the Crenshaw's knew it, so did the Franz but they didn't allow
themselves to talk about it. They'd cross that bridge when they came to it.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

They got back to Mrs. York's in record time.  Waddie's butt was not sore at
all anymore; although, they were still putting the medication on him.  He
carefully packed it away for his trip to his aunt's.  He had lunch with the
men and Mrs. York.  They were all happy for him going to visit his aunt, to
see his brother but they were going to miss him.  They all wanted to know
who they were going to pester when they got bored?  Big Phil and Ben
related to Mrs. York and the others what a great roper their little buddy
was and how much they enjoyed roping with him.  They were impressed.

They finished lunch and Waddie said his goodbyes again.  He told Mrs. York
it seemed like lately his life was one long goodbye.  Billy Bob and Earl
D. got him to the bus station thirty minutes before the bus was to leave.
He told them to go on back but they wouldn't hear of it.  They were going
to see him off.  The final call came for boarding and Waddie hugged and
kissed his brothers.

They both had tears in their eyes and promised to call Dad Dan and have
their dad call him, too.  He gave them Dad Dan's phone number and his Uncle
Buck's as well.  He told them to give Dad Dan their address and phone
number in Bandera and give it to his Uncle Buck as well. He told them to
give them the address of Mrs. York's.  They all ready had the phone number
there.

Waddie knew it wouldn't taken much for his uncle to find the address if he
really wanted it.  He knew he could trust their word.  They wanted him to
stay away for a while.  If nothing else to make Morgan worry.  He knew
nothing the others knew.  His own parents knew everything Buck and the
family knew but shared not a word with their son.

According to Buck and several others, Morgan was near the breaking point
from worry. He'd gotten angry at Buck and claimed he wasn't doing his job
as sheriff to find his boy.  Buck reminded his brother that Waddie was no
longer his boy and to get that out of his head.  As sheriff Buck did his
job by serving the judgement to Morgan that Waddie was permanently removed
from his home.  Morgan had no more responsibility for the boy.  He lost his
son, just like the kid tried to warn him for several years.  Waddie knew
Dan and Buck wouldn't come after him until Mr. Urial told them to.  He also
knew the time was drawing near.  He could feel it. He was almost ready.

A visit with his beloved Aunt Agatha, his brother and another period spent
with his adopted family in Bandera he knew he would be ready to go back to
those he loved and create a new family for himself.  For all he'd been
through, he thought he was pretty damn lucky.  Lots of kids have no one to
turn to. They don't have a ready made family in the wings like he'd been so
fortunate to have.  He would always have the Crenshaws and after his last
trial he would have his real mom and dad. But still he needed the security
and love of one man right now, more than all the others.  He needed his Dad
Dan most of all.  His love for Buck was unshakable but his love for Dan
Justin was deep.

He waved goodbye to his brothers and shed a tear as the bus pulled out of
the station.  He was amazed the bus wasn't more full with people.  He had a
seat to himself, way in the back and away from the others.  He really
didn't care to have anyone to talk to.  He had a long trip ahead and he
wanted to relax and think about the wonderful times he had in the last
month with Bubba and his new family; to say nothing of half the Texas
U. football team.  He came to love everyone of the men.

He dosed off for a few minutes and when he awoke there was someone sitting
next to him.  He looked up and smiled at the fine looking man in a white
suit.

"I didn't frighten you this time, did I?" he asked sweetly.

"No Sir.  As a matter of fact it's quite a comfort to see you again.  I
know you've been with me all along and I really appreciate it but it sure
is nice to see you.  You know I've always loved you, Sir.  You been s'damn
good to me and my folks."

"Well, I guess I'm not too different from you, Son.  I like knowing folks
appreciate me.  We're told not to fall in love with those we watch over but
in your case I couldn't help falling in love with you.  I'm afraid you're
stuck with me for the rest of your life."

"I could imagine worse fates, Mr. Urial.  It certainly was nice of you to
drop by and give me a little company on this trip.  I only wish I could see
you more often.  You make me feel at peace and help me understand why I'm
going through certain things.  By the way, Sir, I'm almost healed from my
dad's last beating.  If it weren't for you sending Bubba to help me, you'd
be taking me through that light portal."

"We couldn't let that happen.  I spoke to you once, you understood we have
an investment in you and so far you've done everything like you promised.
I'm proud of you and my boss is thrilled.  I've come to you not only to
visit a spell but to talk to you about what's ahead.  I can't tell you what
will happen because of the chance your knowledge might change things and
we're almost there son.  What's going to happen will be your worst test yet
but I'll be with you.  You won't feel a thing.  I begged that option out of
the Old Man and He agreed; told me Himself, you'd been through enough.  He
winked at me and asked if I was becoming fond of you.

Well, you can't lie to Him and I thought it might cost me this job.  I told
Him the truth and He roared with laughter.  Said He'd overlook it this
time.  I think what you told me was right and I'd forgotten you've spoken
directly with him a couple of times.  He forgive even me for breaking the
rules.  Then again He made us to be able to love and care.  I try to stay
detached but sometimes I just can't.  So you see, you've taught me a lesson
too, young man.  For that, I'm grateful to you."

"Weren't nothing, Mr. Urial.  I just saw you were concerned and I wanted to
help if'n I could.  You been s'damn good to me, it was the least I could
do.  I won't ask any questions `cause from the sounds of what's to come I'd
rather not know.  I trust you to be with me and protect me.  I only hope
you can console those that love me."

"I will, Son, you know that but this whole thing is to teach your mother a
lesson in love.  It's going to be a hard lesson for her but it will change
her life and certainly your dad's.  His heart so yearns just to have you as
his adopted son he was hurt when I told him and the others you had to come
back and live with Dan Justin and his family.  He doesn't understand it's
only for a while.  You all ready know it's necessary for what's to happen
and also to fully establish the bond between the Justin's and yourself that
you've so desperately yearned for all these years.

You realize the unconditional love Dan Justin and his family have for you
and you need that until everything comes to pass.  Waddie they love you
like you were their son.  So does the Crenshaws.  You've managed to bring
love back into their world after the loss of their son, Thane.  It was a
real set back for Randy and Sarah Crenshaw.  They've been going through the
motions of raising the rest of their boys.  They love them and they're
proud of them but they weren't living to the fullest before you came along.
You've become a part of them and you can't deny they've become a part of
you."

"No Sir, I can't.  Wouldn't want to but I was just a' wonder'n if----?"
Waddie broke off his sentence, then thought he'd finish, "Naw, I won't ask.
It ain't none of my business no how.  I'm just a kid and don't know about
things like that."

"You love them, don't you?"

"With all my heart, Mr. Urial, I'd do anything for them.  You gotta' know
that, Sir."

"Then, I'd say it is your business.  Hell, Son, don't do no harm to ask.
I'll take your request to Him.  He doesn't get mad at any request.  He
might say `no,' but cha' ain't lost nothing by asking."

"I's just wonder'n if He'd let you bring their boy to see them for a few
minutes and tell them he's fine and happy and they should let his memory
rest.  They don't have to let go of his love, just know in their hearts
he's all right and will be with them again.  They feel so guilty there
wasn't something more they could've done for him.  They've never lost trust
in Him, Mr. Urial.  They still love their Father.  Shouldn't that count for
something, Sir?"

"Well, He's let me do that before with some folks so it's not such a far
out request.  It's just in their case they never thought to pray about
something like that.  If folks don't tell Him what they want, He can't do
anything.  Since you love them and asked for them, He just might.  I won't
promise `cause He might think it'ud do more harm than good.  You plan to
tell them about your real dad, what you've been through and the miracle
that you'll bring to your dad and mom.  Take them to the barn with Bubba,
Gip, Brenda Lou and the two oldest boys. Have the Franzs watch the boys in
the house.  If I can I'll appear to them but I'll let you and Gip know
ahead of time."

"I'd really appreciate it, Mr. Urial, and I understand it may not happen.
I know He's pretty busy and might not want to do something that unusual."

"I'll see what I can do.  You're faith, Gip's faith, and Bubba's will give
me a lot of swing. Also the stronger the belief within a group like you,
Gip and Bubba the easier it is for me to appear to others.  Have them both
pray for what you asked.  Ask Buck and Dan to pray for what you ask.  Have
your aunt Agatha pray as well.  She swings a lot of weight with the Old
Man.  He thinks she's a little bit of okay.  So do I.  I get a real kick
out of her stubbornness of purpose once she's agreed to take on a task.

Her heart is really full right now.  She was going to surprise your brother
but his bus arrives fifteen minutes after yours and she couldn't plan much
of a surprise.  As it is, Gip doesn't know you're going to be there.  It
will still be a pleasant surprise for him.  By the way, if you and Agatha
wish you may tell her daughter's your secret.  They've been good and
faithful to their mother, you and Gip. Well, Sweet man, you have a rest
stop coming up in a few more minutes.  I better go and let you go bleed
your lizard."  Mr. Urial winked and Waddie fell out giggling at the big
angel.

"That's funny, Mr. Urial.  You heard!"  he winked back at Mr. Urial.

"Of course, I was right there.  Like to have laughed my ethereal ass off at
you telling Bubba your stories.  Even in the truck stop I couldn't help
laughing.  You've brought me a lot of joy and happiness, Son.  That's why I
love you.  See you again soon, my friend."

"Love you, too, Mr. Urial.  Goodbye and thanks for the visit."

Waddie had slept longer than he thought.  This was the last rest stop
before Dallas.  Only another hour away.

His bus pulled into the station right on time and he could see Aunt Agatha
waiting for him.  He bounded down the steps of the bus and saw an enormous
smile on his aunt's face.  He was in her arms in a second and they both
shed a few tears.  Her daughter Clara was with her and he gave her a hug
and a big kiss on the cheek.

"Young man, you've really grown.  You've got to be a foot taller than when
we visited for the holidays.  Don't you think, Clara?"  his Auntie Boo
asked her daughter.

"I would say so, Waddie.  You really have grown.  Momma always hates to see
her nephew's and niece's grow up."

"My brother's bus is due in fifteen minutes, right Auntie."

"Well, yes, how did you know?  Somehow, I all ready know."

"Yes, Ma'am, I had the whole back of the bus to myself and I had a visitor
ride and talk with me for sometime.  He didn't even frighten me this time,
Aunt Agatha.  It was really nice to see him again."  Agatha giggled at
Waddie's matter of factness talking about an angel riding the bus with him.

"I remember the first time he appeared to me.  I remembered what you told
me and laughed to myself.  You're description helped a lot.  Let's get your
bag and put it in the car.  By that time your brother's bus should be
pulling in.  He doesn't know your going to be here so it will be a surprise
for him."

They no sooner put Waddie's small suit case in the trunk than the bus from
El Paso pulled into the station.  They went back to wait.  It was full and
they had to wait until they saw Gip's broad smile to see his brother
standing by his Aunt Agatha.  He was beside himself with joy.  Agatha
waited patiently and dabbed at her eyes and they hugged and kissed.  They
told each other they loved each other.  Then Gip smiled real big at Aunt
Agatha and gave her a smirk like, `You're the sly one, aren't you?.'  He
hugged and kissed her.

"I can't thank you enough, Auntie Boo. You're one in a million.  I
should've known."  he turned to her daughter gave her a hug and a kiss.

"And, you, Ms. Clara, get prettier every time I see you."

"Oh you,---."  Clara blushed.  They got Gip's bag and put it in the back
with Waddie's.  Clara drove and Aunt Agatha, Gip and Waddie sat in the
back.  Gip was in the middle.  He grabbed Waddie's hand with his left hand
and Aunt Agatha's with his right and held their hands all the way to
Agatha's home.  Agatha was thrilled.

"It's so good to see you, Brother.  You have no idea how I've missed you."
Waddie told Gip.

"I've missed you so much, too, Waddie.  Our brothers are missing you as
well.  Oatie swore you'd be here and Clyde backed him up.  I could only
pray you might be.  I should've had more faith in our Auntie Boo.  But
Auntie, it is such a nice surprise and I love you for arranging it."  Gip
gently squeezed her hand and she patted his.

They arrived said their `hellos' to their aunt's other daughter Zelma.
Auntie showed them to the guest room and let them be to unpack and clean up
for a light dinner her daughters were preparing.  She said she'd return in
about twenty minutes to get them.  They shoved their suit cases under the
bed and fell across the bed making love to each other.  Gip began crying in
Waddie's big arms.  His brother was comforting him and soothing him.

"I'm here, now, Sweet baby.  I ain't going anywhere without you again, I
promise."  Waddie made the tenderest love to his brother and Gip grew
strong again.  They lay there for a few minutes in each other's arms.

"We better get cleaned up.  You know Auntie Boo is prompt."  Waddie laughed
as they headed to the washroom.  They no sooner finished than Agatha came
to get them for dinner.  She could see they washed and combed their hair,
what they had, it was so short.

The ladies had prepared a nice meal of tuna casserole, some vegetables and
a small salad.  It was just enough without feeling stuffed.  They talked
about all sorts of things through dinner.  Mostly they all wanted to know
what Waddie had been up to.  Clara and Zelma wanted to know what the
Crenshaw boys were like.  The daughters went off to get dessert and Waddie
excused himself for a minute from his aunt and brother.  When he returned
he had three manilla envelopes.  He handed Auntie Boo one and placed one at
Clara's place and one at Zelma's place.

"I'll wait `til they return before I look at mine.  I assume they're all
the same."  Waddie smiled and nodded. "I didn't share this with them.  This
will be a nice surprise for them."

Zelma and Clara returned with cake and ice cream.  They saw the envelopes
and asked Waddie what could be in them.

"They're presents for you for your kindness to me and my brother every time
we've visited.  We appreciate that it's been extra work for you and it's
our way of saying we love you."  They blushed and assured the both of them
they loved having them there. They couldn't believe when they pulled the
photos out.  Not only was it of the two Crenshaw boys personally
autographed to them but six more of the U.T. team.  They were speechless.
That earned Waddie a big hug and kiss from each of them and his aunt too.
She was thrilled beyond words.

"Those Crenshaw boys are two fine looking men, Waddie."  he agreed as Zelma
and Clara giggled

Gip looked at Aunt Agatha's eight pictures and had to agree.  They were
some fine looking men, especially the Crenshaw boys.  The ladies wanted to
know if they were twins and Waddie told them the story of Earl D., Brenda
Lou, and Bubba.  They were in tears when he finished.

"Auntie Boo, my friend that rode with me part way said if you agreed we
could share with Cousin Clara and Cousin Zelma our little secret.  They've
earned the right to know, he told me.  Would you care to tell them?"

"If he said it was all right, I'd love to, Waddie.  I trust you.  I know
you wouldn't tell me unless he thought it was all right."

The ladies looked at Waddie, Gip and their mother with puzzled looks on
their faces.  Agatha spoke.

"We never meant to deceive you girls.  We also never lied to you.  But the
three of us have been harboring a secret for the last five years that we
couldn't reveal to you until now.  Waddie's angel rode with him for a while
on the bus coming up from Austin and told him it would be all right to tell
you.  Do you remember when Linda Sue had her baby, Clara, and later she
told us he had an unusual birthmark on the inner thigh of his left leg?"

The girls looked at their mother and nodded and then looked at Waddie.

"I discovered, quite by accident at Buck and Linda Sue's wedding while
conversing with Gip and Waddie that Waddie had a red cowboy boot birthmark
on the inside thigh of his left leg.  Waddie saw it in my eyes immediately
when I put two and two together. He had known for a year earlier because
his angel told him.

As it turned out his angel sent me and Gip to share his secret until Linda
Sue finds out by accident Waddie is her baby; which we're told will be very
soon.  So, you see girls it was true that I find both these young cowboys
charming and pleasant company but Waddie also happens to be your blood
relative.  He's your cousin.  He's the baby you helped sell to the
Lovejoy's Clara and you never knew they lived in the same small town Buck
and Linda Sue were from.  No one told you."

Clara was in tears.  Pleading for Waddie to forgive her.  She didin't know.
She was so sorry.  Waddie went around to her and took her in his arms to
comfort her.

"Of course I forgive you.  There's nothing to forgive. It will soon be
fixed.  No `cause for tears.  I thought to tell you would bring you joy
that I'll soon be reunited with my real mother and father.  They don't know
yet.  Something has to happen before my mom discovers I'm her baby and then
she has to tell my dad, Buck, who doesn't have a clue.  It will be a
miracle for him and her.  So you see, you unwittingly participated in a
miracle."

"Momma told us that day, after the wedding, on the way back to Dallas, God
was letting her participate in a miracle.  We had no idea what she was
talking about but it all makes sense and that's why you look so much like
Buck.  He is your father.  But I feel so awful about my part in all this."

"Well, there's a way to set it right, Clara, if you feel that bad.  I'll
tell you later but it would be a chance for you to assuage any guilt you
may feel."  There was not much else said.  Gip and Waddie finished their
desserts and were going to take their plates to the kitchen to help.  Zelma
and Clara insisted they do it.  They wanted to leave their mother alone
with the boys.  They hugged and kissed each boy and thanked them again for
the lovely gift.

"Gentlemen?  Would you care to retire with me to my sewing room?  I know
you're both tired and want to catch up with each other so I won't detain
you long.  I'd like you to try a sample of my latest attempt at Cordial,
which I've affectionately named, Old Pass Word."  They all three broke into
gales of much needed laughter.  She got out three small glasses and filled
them.  Waddie and Gip held it up to the light to admire the deep red color
and sniffed the bouquet.  They waited as gentlemen until their hostess took
her glass.  They clinked glasses and Waddie proposed a toast.

"To wonderful times with those we love most." he said.

"Amen to that, young man, amen to that." said Aunt Agatha, Gip agreed.
They all took a sip and Waddie recoiled.

"Auntie Boo!--- My Lord!--- You've outdone yourself!  What say, Little
Brother?"

"I have to agree, Auntie Boo, not just because my brother said so.  It's
delicious but packs a kick like a Kentucky mule.  After this I don't know
how much catching up we're gonna' do."  Gip giggled and took another small
sip. "You couldn't have given this batch a better name.  I love that, `Old
Pass Word.'  It does sound like an old world secret drink.  And so it is."
The three broke up again.  Agatha was having the time of her life with the
two boys.

"Maybe I shouldn't have brought up our secret before I cleared it with you,
Auntie Boo.  I had no idea Cousin Clara would have that kind of
reaction. I'm sorry."

"I'll admit I was a bit taken aback by her reaction but, Waddie, it was
meant to be.  It will only make my assigned job more easy.  I'll share that
with the two of you while you're here but we don't need to get into that
tonight.  I just wanted to find out how the two of you are doing and share
a few minutes before we go to bed.  I'm so glad to have you both here.
You've become such treasures to me and I do so appreciate your keeping in
touch and letting me hear from you occasionally.  You'll never know how
much it means to an old woman.

I was so thrilled when Enid called with your phone number, Dear.  At least
I knew I could call and hear your voice.  I knew you'd be all right.  When
she told me you had the Crenshaw boys as guardians I couldn't believe it.
Enid assured me that's who was taking care of you.  I called your brother
and told him of our conversation immediately."  Gip nodded and thanked her.
"Then I did as you asked and contacted Dr. Dyer and gave him your number."

"Yes, Ma'am. I appreciate that.  He called me that same evening and was
relieved that I was all right.  He couldn't believe that the Crenshaw boys
were taking care of me either.  For some reason their names took a lot of
worry off folk's minds."

"Not only are the boys well thought of through out the state, their family
is well thought of.  Randy Crenshaw is the son of one of the greatest
legislators the state of Texas ever had.  Those boys come from a long line
of good people."

The three of them talked about many things and finally finished their
Cordial.  Waddie and Gip were getting sleepy.  Agatha thanked them for
indulging an old lady.  They hugged and kissed her again and went off to
the guest bedroom.  They took a long, relaxed shower together.  They
couldn't let each other go long enough to clean each other but finally
managed to get the job done.  Waddie knew Gip was important to him but this
separation only made him realize how much he really loved and needed his
brother.  Gip was growing into an incredibly handsome young man.  He got
the best from Dad Dan and Momma Sue.  He was going to be more strikingly
handsome than Quinton.

They finally got into bed and made the sweetest love to each other.  Waddie
climaxed and Gip got his first taste of his brother's come; he cried.  He
still hadn't come yet and wanted to know how it felt.  Waddie told him it
was worth the wait and that he hoped he was the first to take Gip's.  They
lay close to each other and drifted off into peaceful sleep.  They never
let each other go even once during the night.

They had a wonderful week with Aunt Agatha.  The Crenshaw boy and Dad
Crenshaw did their part and called both Dan Justin and Buck to request they
allow the boys to visit their ranch for a week.  Dan didn't want to at
first.  Having Gip away for a week was hard enough on him, he missed him
so, to say nothing of the empty place in his heart for Waddie.  After he
talked it over with Buck he realized it would be a good opportunity for his
boys to meet some new, good folks they would remember the rest of their
lives and he gave the boys his blessing.

They made arrangements to leave Dallas Thursday afternoon and arrive in
Austin around nine-thirty.  Earl D. and Billy Bob said they'd be there
ahead of time and be waiting on them.  Gip changed his ticket and got money
back as the fare to Austin wasn't as expensive.  He tried to give the money
back to Aunt Agatha and she wouldn't hear of it.  He might want to buy a
magazine or a treat for him and his brother.  They said their tearful
goodbyes to their Auntie Boo, Clara, and Zelma.  Clara had recovered.
Waddie talked to her several hours and assured her he held no hatred nor
malice toward anyone.  They did what they though was right at the time.
She promised she would make amends. Whatever her mother suggested, she
would do.

Once again the express bus wasn't very crowded.  The boys went all the way
to the back and were alone for all practical purposes.  Waddie gave Gip the
window.  He'd not seen that area of Texas and would look out at something
as they went along.  Waddie bought a couple of comic books and a Boy's Life
magazine.  They talked a lot about many things.  They talked about the good
times they always had with Auntie Boo.  She went out of her way to
entertain them while they were there.

It wasn't always monumental things she planned but they were fun and most
times educational.  She'd take them to a rodeo if one was happening
anywhere near.  They didn't get to stay as long as they'd wished but there
was always next year.  They wouldn't be quite so rushed.  She understood
and wanted them to go.  She thought it would be a wonderful experience for
them.

At one of the rest stops they took on several extra passengers and one was
a big, heavy, black lady. She went all the way to the back to the back row
of the bus which wasn't very comfortable.  She started to get comfortable
and Waddie turned to her.

"Ma'am, wouldn't you be more comfortable in a seat next to us here."

"Naw, Sir, young man.  I be fine here.  If I was to sit next to you, I'd
get in trouble and the driver might put me off the bus."

"We're so sorry, Ma'am.  We didn't realize.  When we sat down here there
wasn't anyone else around.  We're not use to traveling and we're ignorant
of rules like that.  Please forgive us.  We'll gladly move up so you can
have a more comfortable seat.  There are plenty of seats up ahead for us.
Come on, Gip.  Let's move up a couple of seats in case more black folks get
on the bus they'll have seats behind us."  Gip agreed with his brother and
also apologized to the black lady.

"You young men have been raised as gentlemen, I can tell.  You're
respectful of others feelings and you're thoughtful.  You're parents should
be proud of you. God bless you both."

"Thank you, Ma'am.  We appreciate that."  Waddie replied.

"Weren't nothing but the truth, Young Man."

Gip grabbed his brother's hand and mouthed the words, `I love you.'  Waddie
couldn't help but hug Gip and whisper to him how much he loved him.

Well, if the Crenshaw brothers could have swung it they would've hired a
brass band to meet the boys.  As it was every athlete at Mrs. York's piled
into the back of Billy Bob and Earl D.'s pickemup truck and were there
waiting with them.  They held a big piece of cardboard that read: `Welcome
Home Cowboys!'

Gip couldn't believe all these fine looking men came all they way to the
bus station to greet them. They threw their stuff in the back with the boys
and Earl D. and Billy Bob insisted they ride up front with them. It was a
little crowded but not bad.  They were so happy to have their little
brother and his brother back with them.  Gip got a hug and a kiss from
every man there.  He was overwhelmed.  All these good looking men made his
dick hard.  He laughed thinking about Oatie.  Hell, everything he had on
would've been off by now.

"Damnation, Little Brother.  You didn't tell us what a handsome cowboy your
brother was.  You saving him all to yourself?"

"I ain't no fool, Billy Bob.  I looked at him when he got off that bus in
Dallas and said to myself, `Damn, I've lived so close to him I didn't
really appreciate how good looking he really is.'  I won't make that
mistake again, Brothers."

They talked some more and asked Gip a hundred questions.  They were in love
with him by the time they arrived at Mrs. York's.  The men in the back took
their suit cases up to Waddie's room and Mrs. York waited up for them to
welcome them.  Waddie introduced her to his brother, Gip Justin.  She
wouldn't have anything but a big hug and a kiss.  She saved one for Waddie,
too.  She told him how much she'd missed his company.  Glad they were here
but she had to get to bed.  She had an early morning.  They said their
goodbyes and went up to their rooms.  She told the Crenshaw boys she left a
couple of plates in the fridge for the boys if they were hungry.

Gip and Waddie were hungry and she'd fixed them separate plates of ham,
sweet potatoes, green beans and left some tea for them too.  They ate it
cold and loved it.  All the men came down and sat around talking quietly
while they ate.

"Is my buddy back on the road, Earl D.?"  asked Waddie

"Naw, he's having too good a time helping Gus with a bunch of things and
wait'n for you guys to come.  He wants to see the two of you rope together.
He loves Gip and you both.  We had a feeling he'd stay for a while.  We're
taking you down right after breakfast tomorrow morning.  We have a weeks
break between classes.  Dad can't wait.  He's been driving us nuts.  He's
called three times to make sure you're really coming.  We expected a call
tonight but I guess he...." The upstairs phone started ringing and Earl
D. smiled real big knowing who it must be.

"You guys sit and finish your dinner.  If it's him I'll tell him you got
here and we'll be down right after breakfast."

"Naw, if'n it's my dad, I want to say `hello.'  I'll be right back,
Brother."  Waddie spoke to Gip. and followed Earl D. to answer the phone.

"Hello.--- Dad, we thought it might be you.  The cowboys are here and
they're downstairs eating. Yes, Sir,--- Yes, Sir.--- No Sir.  No he wanted
to say `hello' to his dad, he's right here."

"Hello, Dad."

"Damn, it's good to hear you voice again, Son.  How are you and how is your
brother?"

"We're fine, Dad.  We had a wonderful time with our aunt and she sends her
love.  We're glad to be back with our brothers and the animals."  Waddie
laughed and so did Dad Crenshaw.

"We're really looking forward to having the two of you visit.  The boys are
almost as excited as your ma and I.  We ain't been talking `bout nothing
else since you left and I swear that damn Whiskey's been missing you.  You
make sure those two yahoo's drive safe tomorrow, ya' hear."

"I will, Dad.  Look forward to seeing you in the morning.  Love you, Dad."

"Love you too, Cowboy.  Goodnight."

"G'night, Dad" Waddie smiled as he hung up the phone and followed Earl
D. back down stairs.

Gip and Waddie finished their dinner and took their plates in, washed them
and put them away.  Then Waddie led Gip back upstairs to his room.  All the
guys were in Waddie's room in chairs, on the floor, draped across the bed,
buck ass naked.  They all went up while Waddie and Gip were washing their
dishes and putting them away.  They'd shucked off all their clothes.  Gip
was struck dumb but Waddie couldn't stop giggling at the buffoons.  He knew
what they were up to.  He knew they were crazy but didn't realize just how
nuts they were.  Waddie looked at Gip and shrugged his shoulders.

"What would our brother Oatie do in a situation like this, Gip?"  Waddie
grinned and Gip winked at him.  That was their signal to each other and
clothes started flying everywhere.  The men rolled on the floor laughing at
them throwing their clothes off until they stood there buck ass naked.

"Damn, Cowboy," Phil spoke to Waddie, "You got pretty damn good taste in
brothers.  Wouldn't you say, men?"  Every man there agreed with Phil., "You
gonna' let us all sleep in here with you two tonight?" Phil added.  Ben
giggled.

"We won't do nothing.  We'll just watch." added Ben.  All the guys agreed
with him.

"Be glad for you to but there'll be a fifty dollar cover charge per man,
Gentlemen."  They all rushed out of the room to get the money.  Every damn
one of them came back with fifty dollars and threw it on the bed.  Waddie
just sat on the bed, shook his head and blushed.  Gip had never seen his
brother at a loss for words and laughed his ass off.

"I wasn't serious, guys.  Now, take your money back.  We don't give a shit
if you wanna' hang from the rafters and watch.  We ain't shy. We're just
gonna' go to sleep.  We got an early morning and we're tired from the trip.
It takes it out of a body on one of them buses."

They all laughed at Waddie's attempt to try to make them uninterested.
They let him off the hook.

"Ah, we's just fool'n witch cha' We want you guys to enjoy your stay here
tonight.  We'll post a guard outside your door all night so's nobody will
peak in.  How's that?"

"Not necessary.  We have a night latch on the door, besides our two big
brothers are right across the hall and they leave their door open all
night.  They'll be happy to watch out for us."

"Darn," said Ben, "They just ain't buy'n any of our shit.  Come'mon guys,
let's let the cowboys be.  Welcome home, anyway, Gentlemen."  they all said
as they left.

Waddie and Gip headed for the showers with their big brothers.  Waddie
stopped putting the medication on his butt and the Crenshaw boys wanted to
see.  They were satisfied that he was almost completely healed but advised
to take the medication with him to the ranch just in case.  Waddie agreed.

They quickly showered and the men got a kick out of Waddie and Gip bathing
each other.  They thought it was sweet and made wise cracks but every damn
one of them got a hard on watching them.  Waddie and Gip would point at
them and laugh.  The guys would blush and make the boys laugh more than
ever.

They said their goodnights and had to be hugged and kissed by every animal
on the floor.  Gip sure as hell didn't mind.  Neither did Waddie.  It
settled down to just the Crenshaw boys, Gip and Waddie.

"Guess you won't be need'n us tonight, Cowboy."

"I'll always need you guys, but I'm not alone tonight so you men can get a
good nights sleep without worry'n `bout me."

"Come on, Brother.  He's throw'n us over for a handsome young cowpoke.
Can't say's I blame him, none."  allowed Billy Bob as he closed the door,
"See ya'll in the morning. Sleep well."

"Goodnight, Guys." said Waddie and Gip.

The boys settled down and turned off the lights.  It was light in the room
and Waddie could see the beauty of his brother laying next to him.  He had
always loved Gip from the moment he first laid eyes on him but he was
witnessing his brother transform from an awkward kid into a fine looking,
handsome, young man.

Waddie drank in his brother's beauty as he gently ran his hand over Gip's
body.  Gip relaxed under the feel of his big brother's hand and looked at
Waddie with love in his eyes.  He was so relaxed now that he was with his
brother.  The world could stop right there and Gip would've been happy to
live forever in that moment.

Waddie took Gip in his arms and gently kissed him.  He was in no hurry.  He
wanted to make this evening alone with his brother to be almost like the
first night of their new journey into life.  He and Gip, for the first time
in their lives, were away from parental or family influence.  Whatever
roads they traveled down, the folks they chose to love, were unto
themselves.

Waddie didn't know what his sexuality would turn out to be.  He didn't
worry about it very much.  His Uncle Buck, his own dad, had taught him a
real man didn't have to be afraid of any healthy sexual feelings as long as
the act was beneficial to both parties and not done at the expense of
another person.

All he knew was his love for Gip was moving into a new direction.  He
didn't know the meaning nor the significance of any words he might try to
describe his feeling with but the closest he could come was he wanted Gip
to become his `mate.'  He wasn't quite sure how he meant that. He knew that
men in the navy referred to their buddies as their `mate.'

He knew the Australians referred to their close buddies as their `mate.'
But he also knew that the word implied a person you might wish to love you
and walk by your side for life.  It was most nearest that context Waddie
wanted to love Gip and Gip to love him.  He wanted him to walk by his side
for life. He wanted no other for the long haul but Gip.

He knew there was the possibility that he might start liking girls as soon
as his hormones kicked in but he would deal with that when and if it
occurred.  All he knew at that moment, without the mature wisdom to
conceive of a future he'd couldn't know, he wanted Gip and he wanted Gip to
want him.

"I need you, Brother."  Waddie spoke softly to Gip as he held him in his
arms.

"I've always needed you, Waddie."

"No, no.  I mean, I want you for my mate, Gip.  I want you to walk by my
side through life.  I can't imagine a future without you.  I love you so
damn much."

"Oh, Waddie, I've often dreamed and jacked off thinking about you saying
those words to me.  What if we go through puberty, and our bodies cause us
to have desires we don't know about now."

"I've thought about that and I figure we'll handle it when it comes.  Let's
say we do want to marry and have kids of our own.  I'd love to have a kid
like little Shad Crenshaw.  He's the youngest Crenshaw.  Don't mean we
can't still love each other and walk by each other's side.

Look and my dad and your dad.  I probably should say, `our dad' `cause I
love your old man like I've never loved another adult man.  I love Buck
because our love is a given. He's my dad, my blood but there's a communion
I have with Dad Dan that I can't describe nor need to.  It just is!  I
think you're gonna' shit when you see how much Dad Crenshaw is like our
dad.  He even looks like him, Gip.  A larger version but he reminds me so
much of Dad Dan.  He's so damn easy to love.

But consider Buck and Dad Dan.  They love their wives and we've both
laughed and giggled at them gettin' a little from our moms.  They ain't too
quiet and don't seem to be bothered we might hear.  Sometimes I'm envious
of Momma Sue or my own mom when were listening to them gettin' dicked
really good by our dads.  You know our mom's gotta' be loving it.  There's
just too many wonderful sounds coming from their rooms for them not to be.

Then how many times have we rounded a corner in a barn, turned around and
marched our butts right out when we caught Dad Dan with my dad's legs over
his shoulders fucking the sheriff of our county so hard you could smell the
ozone.

Next time we'd find Dad Dan getting the b'jesus fucked out of him buy the
sheriff.  Him moaning and a' carrying on about how he never felt nothing so
wonderful as his brother's horse dick up his ass."  The two boys had a good
laugh at that one and agreed.

"That doesn't even included the number of times we stood guard for them to
suck each other off.  T'ain't fair, neither.  You and I watch while our
mouths water wondering what those two big dicks would taste like.

I love you, Darlin,' but if'n our dad, Dad Dan, dropped his pants in front
of me and offer me some, you better believe I'm a' gonna' get me a big ole
taste of our dad's dick.  I expect you'd do the same with either of our
dads and I would'nt never fault you for it.  Maybe make you tell me every
detail until I got me rocks off but that's icing on the cake for being
buddies.  You get what I mean, Gip?"

"Yeah, I do, Waddie, and I want you for my `mate,' too, Big Brother.  I've
found out what living without you was like this last month and, Waddie, I
don't never want to do it again.  I may have to if Mr. Urial say's it ain't
time for you to come home yet but I have a feeling it's close.
Everything's been taken care of and they've let Morgan stew in his own
juices long enough.  It's amazing, his parents know everything the rest of
our family knows and haven't told him a damn thing.  In fact they've asked
him not to come around no more until he doesn't have those awful people
living with him."

"Will you be my mate, Darlin'?"  Waddie asked as he kissed Gip gently on
his neck.

"I all ready am your mate, Cowboy.  Of course I'll be your mate.  Will you
be mine." Gip asked Waddie softly.

"With all the love I have in me, Cowboy, I'll be your mate, love you, care
for you, proudly walk by your side, protect you and best of all, laugh with
you.  I love Bubba, Gip, as I know you do. I love our new families in
Bandera.  I love all the folks in our family that love us and are good to
us but your's is the love I want to carry with me though life.  I need you
to want me that way, too. If you can't, I may not make it through my last
trial.

I do, Waddie, I swear to God and Mr. Urial I love you.  I have no choice, I
love you so much.  We will be each other's mate through life. I'm ready to
accept you as my mate.

Waddie usually wasn't real aggressive with Gip but that night he was.  He
needed his love to feel the strength of Waddie's love if Gip agreed to be
his mate, and he had.  Waddie wanted the right to demand it of him
sexually.  To overpower Gip with his love and take from him what he needed
and give back to Gip what Gip needed.

Gip had never experienced Waddie this way before and knew his hormones were
kicking in.  Gip wanted Waddie to take complete control and take what he
needed from him. He needed only to give to his brother that evening but he
knew Waddie wasn't too demanding.

Gip's joy and passion caused the greatest climax he'd had to that point.
It was something he'd dreamed of since meeting Waddie.  He was giving
himself to his mate and his mate was taking his fill.  Waddie brought Gip
close once, twice and finally made him climax the third time.

Gip came a small amount for his first time into Waddie's mouth.  Waddie
moaned and sucked him all the more furiously until he got a little more and
then a small amount more.  Gip felt like his guts had been ripped from his
body and he was left hyperventilating.

Waddie quickly moved up and took his mate into his arms, comforted him,
soothed him and made love to him for a long while.  Then they cried in each
others arms as the meaning of that evening bloomed in their minds.  Waddie
brought his brother across the threshold from childhood into manhood.  Gip
was now a man.

They made sweet love until they drifted off to exhausted sleep in each
other's arms.  For five years that's all they'd dreamed and talked about
was to be alone, together, make love to each other until they could barely
move, then sleep exhausted and peacefully knowing that no one but the Lord
could separate them. Even then their love would not die. There is no grave
so deep nor dark, it can hold the light of love it's prisoner.


End of Part 17
Cabbage Patch Cowboy
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