Date: Fri, 17 May 2019 20:50:25 -0700
From: Teague1007 <teague1007@yahoo.com>
Subject: Drew?s Daddy

Teague1007@yahoo.com
Drew's Daddy by Teague

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CHAPTER ONE

Adam sat on the sofa with his big legs spread apart while his Son Drew
licked at his cock. Tony sat across from them on the floor, manning a video
camera, resting on a tripod. Adam had a large ten- inch dick with a fat
head and big, hairy balls. At the moment, it was sticking out of his pants
and Tony zoomed in to frame the small boy as he licked eagerly up the side
of the rock-hard shaft. He was lying on his stomach to the right of Adam,
resting his body on his Dad's meaty thigh. Adam's strong hand was running
down his back as he lapped at him.

"So how long as your Son been sucking on your cock?" Tony asked.

"Since he was pretty young"

"How did he like it at first?"

"He took to it right away" he smiled at Drew. "He's always been `Daddy's
boy' so I wasn't really surprised that he enjoyed it so much" He gave Drew
a light slap on his butt. "Isn't that right?"

Drew lifted up and engulfed his Father's big cock and started to suck on
it. Even though he had years of experience the boy could only get the large
head into his mouth, the rest of his Father's meat was impossibly out of
reach. Adam stroked the back of Drew's head and watched his Son proudly; a
big grin on his face.

"You never had any problems with your wife?" Tony continued.

"No he's has been great about keeping it a secret. We're so close I know he
won't say anything, especially now that I share custody with her" Adam
lazily smoothed Drew's hair with his hand; the sound of slurping could
clearly be heard in the room.

"You look like a guy that can really shoot a load"

Adam looked up at Tony. "I'm a big guy and this hungry little scamp is
well...little"

Tony laughed, "So how does he take it?"

"Oh, it pours out of his mouth. I mean he can suck me for hours, but when I
cum..." Adam's hand moves back to Drew's head and he smiles at him. "He
does his best"

Drew's eyes look up happily at Tony.

"We don't have to be nearly as careful as we did back then. I get him one
week a month and I let him suck me whenever he wants" He looks down at his
Son. "What do you usually do the whole first day you're here?"

Drew pulls off his Father's cockhead. "This!" he says smiling and Adam
smiles back.

"He does this right away?" Tony asks.

Adam nods. "He hasn't seen me in three weeks, so when we get home he's
ready. I send him to his room to put his stuff away, go into the kitchen
for some beer, sit on the sofa and wait for him. About five minutes later
here he comes with a big smile on his face...'Daddy?' he always starts" He
grins at Drew. "I make a big deal out of unzipping my pants and tugging out
my big dick" He ruffles the boy's blonde hair. "Then he gives me head to
make up for lost time"

"He always asks you?"

"I make him ask me. That's our deal; if he wants to suck me then he has to
ask" He pulls Drew's head back to his cock and the boy starts licking it
again. "I made him a promise that I would let him suck me as long as he
asked me"

"And you never say no?"

"That's my part of the deal. If he asks I have to let him. I've only said
no one time and that was because he was in trouble for not doing his
homework for a whole week" He looks down at Drew with a mock scowl. "Even
then I caved in later that night"

"So he's got you wrapped around his finger?"

"Like a knot" Adam laughs. "He gets away with murder" Adam looks at
Drew. "And why is that?"

he asks loudly.

Drew lifts up and grins at his father. "Because you love me!"

Adam nods. "That's right. I love you too much! You get away with anything"

He watches as Drew kisses his prick and then sucks it into his mouth. His
hand unconsciously moves to stroke his Son's blonde hair and any sign of
disapproval that was on his face disappears.

His eyes soften up. "You Daddy's boy?" he asks quietly. Drew looks up and
nods his head, mumbling his reply as he continues to suck his Dad off. Adam
smiles at him. "Yeah you are"

Tony slowly zooms into Drew nursing on his Father's big cockhead. Adam's
hand can still be seen stroking his Son's hair but both men get quiet and
the only sound is Drew slurping on his Father's big dick. Drew's lips move
up and down the hard flesh, first taking the flared head in and then
letting it go. His tongue is constantly moving across the swollen head,
dipping into the hole, hungry for the taste of cum. When he completely
engulfs the top of his Father's big dick his cheeks puff out, showing what
a struggle it is to take the enormous meat inside his mouth. More and more
of the hard shaft shines as Drew's saliva runs slowly down from all the
attention the cockhead is getting.

One thing is clear...the boy loves what he's doing. Soft moans escape his
throat as he works. His eyes are closed and he's in love. His head turns
slowly from side to side, twisting around the immense meat between his
Father's muscular legs. His Dad's large hand rubs his neck at the base and
every now and then he shifts his hips up to meet his Son's wet mouth.

As long minutes pass the sound of Adam's breathing gets louder. Tony zooms
out to find Adam looking down at his Son, his big chest moving deeply, his
hand constantly rubbing his Son. He whispers almost too quiet to hear.

"You're Daddy's boy"

Drew does hear it though, and it makes him suck harder. Adam lifts up his
hips, sinking more of his cock into his Son's mouth.

"Suck on it baby. Suck your Daddy"

Drew's moans come out much louder now. He sucks deeply on his Dad's big
dick and Adam's hand moves aggressively on the boy's head. Drew's hands
grip at his Father's large thigh and he sits more erect as he works.

"That a boy" Adam says encouragingly. "You love your Daddy?"

Drew moans loudly, his head twisting around Adam's huge cockhead. His eyes
open up and shine intently as he blows his Father. It's clear how much
effect Adam's words have on him.

"Huh?" Adam continues, as if he didn't get enough reaction out of
Drew. "You love me baby?"

Drew becomes almost frantic in his efforts. Tony doesn't want to zoom in
too closely and loose Adam's spellbinding effect on Drew, who sits even
higher on his Dad's leg. Adam lets him suck for another minute, gauging the
boy's reaction to his words carefully. Finally satisfied that Drew is ready
to drink, Adam lets the boy loose.

"Make Daddy cum" he tells Drew.

It was like the gate opened at a race track and the horses ran out. Drew's
hand immediately left his Father's thigh and wrapped itself around his big
shaft. His fingers were utterly unable to grab it fully but that didn't
seem to deter him in the least. He began to pump his Dad's meaty pipe with
rapid motion while his mouth sucked hard on the swollen cockhead. Adam's
legs spread farther apart and he began to rock his hips in rhythm to his
Son's hand. Tony didn't want to miss it so he zoomed in until only Drew and
Adam's cock were in frame. He wanted to capture the boy's hand moving up
and down but he was ready to move in for a close-up of Drew's mouth when it
was time.

"That's my boy. That's Daddy's little boy" Adam said, looking at his
Son. Almost a full minute went by and he let out a loud groan. Tony watched
as the man's prick swelled up to an incredible size. Each vein and bump was
flared out to frame the thick tube that ran up the underside of the man's
heavy baby-maker.

It pulsed...

"Oh fuck!" Adam growled.

Tony zoomed in to Drew's just in time to capture the first wave of cum
flooding the child's mouth.

He watched as the kid swallowed but the effort proved too much and white
cream escaped his lips, running down the throbbing shaft. Adam didn't give
him time to recover, he pumped another load into the boy's mouth and almost
all of it poured out and joined the first wave already covering Drew's
hand.

Adam pulled his big cock away and let it erupt. His huge prick pulsed and
shot a thick blast of cum high into the air, and right in front of Drew's
face.

Tony watched Drew. He had to give the boy credit, he tried to take it back
in his mouth, his lips dripping with his Father's load.

One thing was clear. This wasn't the first time the boy had made his Daddy
cum.

Adam's eyes never moved from his Son. He had the boy by the back of the
neck and held him at bay while he shot off in front of him.

A few moments later, Adam had finished. He let go of his Son' neck and the
eager boy wrapped his mouth back over his big, wet dick and started to suck
on it.

"Damn" Tony groaned as he filmed the incredible scene.

"Daddy's little boy" Adam states proudly to Tony.

After the small boy sucks on it for a good minute, he pulls off and gives
his Father's cock a kiss. "I love you Daddy"

"I love you too baby" Adam replies. Drew leans down and starts to lick up
the cum that had escaped his mouth. Adam looks up at the camera, pointing
to Drew at the same time. "Look at him"

he says before his eyes drop back down. "That's my Son!" His large hand
smooth's Drew's blonde hair. And Tony films Drew licking up his Father's
cum, his tongue running eagerly across Adam's big cock. Adam sits back and
spreads his legs apart so Tony can film it all.

Before Drew can clean him all up, Adam's hand moves in and he dips his
fingers into a pool of cream, and holds it up for his Son. Drew opens his
mouth and Adam's fingers travel inside. He sucks at them and looks at his
Dad, who grins. Adam takes out his wet fingers and gathers more cum for
Drew. For the next minute or so Tony films the man feeding his Son by hand
until it's all gone.

Finally, Adam asks, "You done?"

Drew nods and kisses his Dad's cock and Adam ruffles his hair as he
does. As he sits up his Dad pulls him against his large chest and kisses
the boy's mouth.

"I love you baby"

"I love you too Dad"

Tony catches everything on camera. He gives the two a moment together and
then asks, "Drew how old are you?"

Drew turns to the camera. "I'm eight"

Tony, still filming, says "Can you tell us what you just did?"

Drew's face gets redder but he does as Tony asks. "I gave my Dad a blowjob"

Adam smiles broadly and kisses his Son's neck and ruffles his hair again.

"Do you like the way your Dad's cum tastes?" Tony asks.

Drew nods his head. "Yeah, it tastes good"

Adam gives a slight laugh at this. "Your Daddy has a big dick doesn't he?"
Adam asks. Drew's face goes bright red. "Don't be embarrassed!" the man
playfully scolds him.

Drew doesn't say anything so Adam kisses his mouth quickly. "You can say
it"

"My Dad has a big dick" Drew states.

Adam's hand moves to Drew's neck and he twists the boy's head toward him
and growls, "Come here little boy!", and presses his lips against his
Son's. Tony zooms in on them and films as Adam's big tongue snakes into
Drew's mouth. After a moment, he slowly pulls away, showing the boy
embraced in his Father's muscular arms as the two continue to kiss. Adam
then breaks the kiss and looks at the camera. "Hope you enjoyed this as
much as I did" he smiles. "And if you wanna see more of this hot little
boy, all you have to do is ask" Adam looks at Drew with a grin. "But
there's one condition..." he looks back at the camera. "He only works with
his Daddy!"

Adam smiles for the camera and flexes one bicep, showing how big he is,
while he holds Drew in his other arm.



CHAPTER TWO Four weeks later...

Adam stood in the doorway of his bedroom watching his Son sleep. Drew's
small chest rose up with each breath and Adam wondered how kids could sleep
so deeply. Drew looked like an angel, sleeping in Adam's oversized
bed. Adam's hand throbbed slightly and he looked at it, holding it out in
the hallway. There was dried blood around several knuckles, even though he
had cleaned it earlier. He looked back to his Son and felt all his troubles
disappear. If only it could always be like this, he thought, as he gazed at
Drew.

Three hours earlier it had been a different scene entirely.




Max and his four buddies walked up the street toward the supermarket. It
was late but they were open 24 hours and the boys wanted beer. Max was the
leader so to speak, only because he was the biggest out of the group and
the others never challenged him. In the high school they attended, Max was
the one everyone else stayed away from, never making him angry and
generally giving in to whatever he wanted. He was the bully the smaller
kids complained about, and also the boy the girls most wanted to sleep
with. Life for Max was good...at least for the next twenty minutes.




Adam and Drew had gone to the store to stock up on the supplies that Adam
had neglected to get earlier. He knew it was late but he wanted to shop
while it was less crowded and since he had to take Drew back to his
mother's the next day, now seemed like a good time. They had been there for
about ten minutes and Adam took the items up to the cashier and unloaded
them on the belt. The young girl behind the counter smiled at him as she
always did, obviously attracted to him. Adam gave her a nod and looked away
not wanting to encourage her advances any more than necessary.

He casually glanced up as the five teenage boys came into the store and
headed down the first row, not giving them a second notice. They looked a
little drunk already, but Adam could have cared less.

As he watched his items move on the belt he saw that he forgot the milk. He
told the girl he would be right back and then told Drew to stay where he
was. She nodded and continued to ring everything up.

Drew watched as his Father left, his eyes running across his Dad's large
frame and resting on his broad shoulders. The boy couldn't help but smile
as his Father disappeared around the corner. Even though they only had one
more day together, this was always the hard part, having to say goodbye to
him. As he looked up at the counter he suddenly had a desire for ice
cream. He knew his Dad wouldn't mind buying it, so he dashed off to the
freezer section thinking he could be back before his Father even knew he
was gone. He went up the isle and looked through the glass doors, not
noticing the teenage boy that was coming down toward him.




Eddie saw the little blond kid in front of him, all alone and just the way
he liked his victims. Eddie wasn't so much a bad kid, as one driven to be
bad, because of the company he kept. He came up on the kid and asked him
for money. When the boy looked up at him and said he didn't have any, Eddie
gave him a sneer.

"What good are you then?" he asked, not expecting a reply. He reached out
with one hand and shoved the boy against the glass door, watching him fall
to the ground with a satisfying slump.

Eddie filled up with power, like he always did when he played `king of the
hill' with weaker boys.

Right at the height of his pleasure, he turned his head, and came face to
face with a very large man whose eyes were filled with rage.

Things happened very quickly after that.

He heard himself cry out to Max only to watch as if in slow motion, as the
man's fist pulled back and punched him squarely in the stomach. It felt as
if all the breath that Eddie had ever taken in life was suddenly expelled
from his body in one massive rush of air. He felt himself lifted off his
feet and he flew through space until the ground came up suddenly, crashing
into him. That's when the enormous pain shot through Eddie's body and
snapped him into the fetal position.

It was at that moment that Eddie realized he couldn't breathe.




Max heard Eddie cry out, but since he was holding the beer he sent the
others to find out what the emergency was. The three boys ran by a few
isles and came around the other side. As they rounded the corner, the boy
in front slammed into a huge man and his two buddies in turn crashed into
him.

All three fell to the floor.

Pete, the first boy, looked up, and noticed the man they crashed into had
not moved at all...not even an inch.




Adam looked down at the teenagers and reached for Pete, lifting him up
effortlessly by the front of his shirt. He pointed at Drew on the floor and
growled, "That's my Son!"

Adam's massive fist came at Pete and crashed into his face like a
sledgehammer. Pete never felt himself land on top of Eddie; in fact he
didn't feel anything for quite a few minutes.

Adam had knocked him out with one punch.




As Drew made his way to his knees he watched his Dad grab the last two boys
and haul them up in the air. They struggled for the few seconds they had,
until their heads came together in a fast and violent collision. He watched
his Dad throw them on top of the others with ease, his thick muscles
bunched up and sticking out. Then his Father's eyes fell on him. Whatever
anger was inside his Dad instantly left his face, and the large hands, that
moments ago had caused such pain and devastation, took hold of Drew's small
shoulders and hauled him to his feet.

"Are you alright?" he asked Drew, his eyes running all over Drew's tiny
frame.

The boy nodded. "I'm fine Dad" as he looked at the pile of teenagers on the
floor beside him. All were motionless except for the first boy who was
still struggling to breathe. He felt his body lifted in the air and turned
side to side as his Dad looked him over. Satisfied that he wasn't injured,
his Dad put him back on the ground and smiled at him.

That's when Max turned the corner. "What the fuck?!?"




The first thing he saw was his friends on the floor. The second thing was
the broad back of a man squatting down in front of a little boy. The little
boy's eyes met his, and the attention the kid gave him made the man turn to
look at him as well. Max had seen that type of look before...from his
Father, whenever he was in trouble. After countless beatings Max had become
accustom too, he knew a pissed off man when he saw one.

 As the man stood up and faced him, Max dropped right back to his
childhood.

His biceps made Max's look like a school girls. The man's chest and legs
threatened to rip out of his clothes. He had big hands, a thick neck and
Max knew that he could crush him like an egg. This man didn't get his body
from a gym membership. Life had chiseled him into a wall, a wall that Max
couldn't climb.

He dropped the case of beer and took a step back, holding out his hands in
surrender. Whatever stupid thing Eddie had done had cost them all. He
turned to run but the man was faster. One powerful hand grabbed Max by the
neck and yanked him off his feet. He felt his back forced against the man's
hard chest and one huge arm put him in a headlock. It felt as if a rock was
pressed against his throat, as the man's bicep flexed and cut off his air
supply. The rough whiskers of his cheeks scrapped against Max's face.

"Leaving so soon bitch?" the man spoke in his ear. "Time to pay the fucking
check!" And with that, Max felt the bicep push deeply on his windpipe as
the man's other hand grabbed a fistful of hair and pressed him forward.

Max blacked out, and his next memory would be of a police officer.




Adam walked Drew back to the counter after a brief discussion with the
store manager and finished paying for his items. The cashier bagged them
up.

"Your Dad is quite a guy" she said to Drew who smiled at her. Drew wrapped
his arms around his Father's large thigh possessively.

"I love him" he told the girl.

Adam looked away quickly, not wanting the cashier to see the effect Drew
had on him. He couldn't help it, his Son unknowingly turned him to clay and
while he didn't mind if his boy knew it, he didn't want a perfect stranger
to see him blush.

Adam put his hand against Drew's back, pulling him into his body. Drew
hugged his large leg in his small arms and Adam felt him kiss his thigh. As
they moved from the counter he took hold of Drew's hand and they walked to
the car.

Drew looked at his Dad's hand.

"Dad!" he cried out.

Adam held up his hand and saw the blood coming from his knuckles.

"The second boy had braces" he told Drew.

Seeing his Son wasn't convinced he added, "I'm fine. It takes a lot more
than that to hurt your Father!" He took hold of his hand again and Drew
smiled up at him. Drew climbed into the back seat of the SUV while Adam put
the groceries in the back. He came around to the open door and leaned in to
check Drew's seatbelt.

"I love you Dad" Drew said simply. Adam's body tightened up and his cock
swelled between his legs. He tugged at the belt making sure it was secure
and then kissed his Son on the forehead.

"You Daddy's boy?" he whispered. Drew nodded and grinned. Adam closed the
door and took a deep breath when his Son couldn't see him. He got in the
driver's seat and pulled out of the parking lot looking at Drew in the rear
view mirror. The boy was still grinning at him and Adam couldn't help but
smile. He reached down with one hand and absently rubbed the large bulge
between his legs.

The drive home was uneventful and after helping Drew out, he grabbed the
bags from the back and hauled them inside. It was dark outside and Adam
knew Drew must be tired. As he went into the kitchen and started to put
things away he half imagined Drew getting ready for bed, so he was
surprised to feel his Son's arms wrap around his thigh. Adam looked down at
him and smiled. Drew reached one small hand up and squeezed the mound
between Adam's legs. Adam didn't say anything; he continued to put things
away even though his big dick swelled up in his pants.

After most of the things were stored in the cabinets Adam turned his body
to Drew and watched as his Son buried his face into his crotch. Drew's soft
blue eyes looked up at as he rubbed his face against his Father's
bulge. Adam put one hand behind Drew's head and pulled him gently forward,
encouraging his efforts and feeling his dick throb against his Son's face.

"I thought you would be tired?"

Drew shook his head. Adam waited for a moment and said, "So I guess there's
something you want to ask me?"

Drew asked, "Can I suck your cock Dad?"

Adam pulled Drew's face back between his legs and smiled at him. "For as
long as you want"

Drew happily rubbed against his Father's enormous mound and Adam let him
play for a moment before saying, "Go upstairs, put on your pajamas and meet
me in the living room"

Drew started to go but Adam called him right back and pointed to his
bulge. "Kiss it for me"

 Drew came back, put his hands on to his Father's big legs and kissed at
his mound. He looked up after the third kiss to see if his Dad wanted
anything else. He was rewarded with a grin.

"Good boy" Adam told him, scooting him away.

Drew scampered off, giving Adam time to put the rest of the groceries away,
get a beer and go sit on the sofa. Drew came running down a minute later, a
big smile on his face.

"You ready?" Adam asked. The boy nodded. He took a swig of beer then
reached down and unzipped his fly. Drew watched him carefully as he tugged
out his thick cock, the large shaft already hard and swelling up in front
of him. Adam spread his legs apart, inviting his Son to come forward.

Drew took a pillow off the sofa and dropped to his knees on it, taking hold
of his Father's huge prick.

He opened his mouth and began to lick at the warm shaft with his tongue,
his mouth exploding with the delicious flavor of his Father's dick.

Adam quietly watched his only Son lapping away at his cock. The boy's
fingers wouldn't meet around his swollen shaft for several more years, and
that suited him just fine. Drew's moist tongue sent jolts of electricity up
Adam's heavy prick with each lick and his muscled thighs clenched up in
pleasure with each jolt. Once his cock was completely hard Adam told him to
takes his hands away.

"Do it like I taught you baby" he said to the boy who obeyed him without
question. Now that his hands were gone, Adam's big dick moved around as
Drew licked at it making the boy chase it with his mouth. Sometimes if he
licked at it too hard it would move away only to slap into his face a
moment later. But Drew didn't care, this was where he wanted to be,
kneeling between his Father's legs and tasting the man's huge baby-maker.

"That's it" Adam said to him. When Drew looked up, Adam always met his
eyes. He wanted to encourage Drew, and let him know they were doing this
together, as Father and Son.

As Adam slowly drank his beer, Drew worked diligently on his prick, making
the shaft gleam with his spit. The boy was now licking at the swollen head
and dipping his tongue into the hole at the top. Adam watched with pride as
his boy lapped at his heavy meat with eagerness that only an eight year old
could have.

"You gonna lick it all night or are you gonna suck it?" Adam asked
playfully.

Drew grinned and opened his mouth wide taking in as much of his Dad's
swollen prick as he could.

Adam reached over and held it steady for him since Drew wasn't allowed to
use his hands just yet.

He felt his Son's lips grip his meaty prick and his wet tongue struggle to
circle the fat head invading his mouth. Adam gave him a minute and then
pulled his dick free. Drew quickly moved his head to take it back inside
but Adam kept it from him, shaking it from side to side.

Drew looked up with frustration in his eyes and Adam grinned back at
him. He gave in immediately, and held his dick steady for his Son. Drew
wasted no time, quickly taking his Dad's cockhead back inside. His cheeks
bulged with the girth of his Daddy's dick and Adam looked on with a smile
as Drew struggled to eat him up.

"Suck it baby" he encouraged the boy. He knew if it were possible Drew
would take him all the way down his throat. The boy lived to please him and
Adam knew that as time went by Drew would somehow find a way to swallow all
ten inches of his big dick. But that day was far from today, and for now,
he was content to let the boy nurse on whatever he managed to get in his
mouth.

Drew moaned and twisted his head slowly around Adam's cock, trying to find
a way to get more inside. The proud Father watched patiently, not bothering
to deter Drew's efforts. The boy wanted to suck him and Adam was going to
fill that need. He watched as his Son's spit began to stream out of his
mouth and run down the sides of his swollen shaft. He felt the boy's tongue
move feverishly across the head of his cock and his soft lips fighting to
engulf more prick than was humanly possible. Adam quietly took his hand
away and let his Son give him head.

As the minutes rolled by, Drew's spit coated more and more of his Dad's
throbbing shaft. His mouth felt full, like it always did when he sucked his
Father's big prick. The taste of the warm flesh made his mouth water and
his cock hard. That was his favorite part, next to the smell, which made
Drew dizzy with desire. Some nights he would just move his head between his
Father's legs and breathe in the incredible smell, waking up the next
morning to his Dad's hand running through his hair at finding him asleep on
his lap. That was the best part for Drew. His Father never said no to him
or discouraged him in any way.

Drew had lost track of time the way he always did when he gave his Dad
head. No matter how much time passed by, it never seemed long enough...Drew
always wanted more.

Adam watched his Son work tirelessly on his cockhead. The truth was he
could stay hard for hours if need be, but Drew wasn't made of the same
material. The boy was hungry and expended energy quickly. Adam didn't want
him to stop but knew the kid had limits. He imaged his Son's jaw aching
soon after. Adam had a big dick and Drew was a just a little boy no matter
how much he wanted to blow his Dad. He let his boy work on him for a good
ten minutes before he decided that he had enough. He watched as his Son's
breathing became more frantic, knowing how impatient the boy was
becoming. He wanted cum. His Daddy's cum to be exact. And after the night
they had, he didn't want Drew to get overworked.

"Make me cum" he said to Drew, and immediately the boy's soft hands moved
in and gripped his solid shaft. Adam felt him squeeze his hard flesh and
watched his cock throb as his Son started to pump him.

"That's it baby"

Drew sucked deeply, his hands doing an almost impossible job on such a huge
dick.

"Eat that cock. Suck your Daddy!"

Drew started to moan loudly, Adam's words drove him into a fever as he
sucked.

"You're such a good little boy"

The wet sound of the boy's mouth filled up the room.

"Sucking your Daddy's big cock like that"

Drew moaned, pumping as fast as he could.

"Giving me head...like a good little boy"

Adam spread his legs farther apart. He felt the cum filling his balls up,
eager to feed the boy. He put one hand on Drew's head and gently rubbed him
to encourage his efforts.

"I know what you need baby. Daddy knows what you want"

And with that Adam came like a bull inside Drew's mouth.

Thick waves of cum erupted out of Adam's heavy prick and flooded his Son
throat. He didn't mean to cum so hard but Drew's skill was improving with
each blowjob. Drew immediately began to cough and large streams of white
cream escaped his mouth. Adam took a fistful of his hair and pulled him off
his big dick, shooting more cum against his Son's face. Drew continued to
cough as Adam's cream splashed against him. The boy struggle to move back
down but Adam wouldn't let him.

Once the coughing stopped Adam pushed his mouth over his throbbing
cockhead, giving the boy what he wanted most. He released his hold on
Drew's head and watched as his Son began to swallow the weaker loads
erupting from his enormous prick.

Drew moaned loudly, his lips gripping his Father's big pecker like a
vise. Adam watched his cock throb and force his Son's lips apart
effortlessly. It reminded him how young Drew was. Even though he was eager
to suck him, Adam was a grown man with an overly large adult sized prick,
and Drew was an eight year old boy.

But it didn't matter. Adam would help him. If his Son wanted to blow him,
Adam would make sure he could.

Once Drew was unable to get anymore cum, he lifted off his prick, and Adam
knew what was about to happen.

"DAD!" Drew cried out, his face flushed.

Adam was ready for this...he had been through this before.

"I'm sorry buddy" he said in his most convincing tone. Drew was upset that
he had been pulled away and Adam knew he needed to take the blame. "I got
so excited" he continued. "You sucked me so hard, I wasn't thinking right"
he smiled at Drew. Drew's eyes lit up at the complement and Adam knew he
had him. "You made me feel so good baby I couldn't help myself"

Drew grinned and Adam watched him with a smile, and ruffled his hair with
one hand.

"That was one of the best blowjobs you've ever given me!"

For the next few minutes Drew cleaned himself up as Adam complimented him
on doing such a great job. He finally leaned forward and licked his Son's
face, coating his tongue with the remaining cum. He kissed the boy's lips
and sent his tongue inside, which Drew immediately sucked. Adam broke the
kiss and licked the other side of Drew's face then once again offered his
tongue to the boy.

Drew's body was lifted up and hugged tenderly in his Father's muscled
arms. He felt his Dad's hair tickle his sensitive flesh as they continued
to kiss one another. He didn't resist as Adam pushed down his pajama
bottoms and began to rub at his hard cock. Adam continued to stab his
tongue into the boy's mouth as he stroked his erection with his big
hand. Drew squirmed around in his Dad's strong arms as his cock was
stimulated by his Father's explosive touch.  One finger dipped between the
boy's legs and probed at his asshole while the large thumb rubbed his horny
boy prick.

Adam held the boy steady, not letting him escape the intense pleasure due
him. Drew bucked in his grasp but it took no effort to keep him still. He
moved his thick tongue inside his Son's mouth and continued to arouse his
small cock.

Drew had never been fucked, but Adam found that the boy loved the feel of
his fingers against his ass. Since he refused to allow Drew to ever
experience pain when they had sex, Adam kept their activities to oral sex,
allowing the boy to explore whatever else he wanted at his own pace. He was
happy that Drew liked the way he smelled and encouraged him to breathe in
his scent as much as possible. Drew also loved to kiss and Adam restricted
tongue work for special occasions, like when Drew sucked him off or right
before he took the boy back to his mother's house.

Now of course was one of those occasions.

Drew's small body shook hard, unable to manage the multiple ways his Dad
was pleasuring him. It took only a minute before his tiny frame was racked
with an intense orgasm. He felt his Dad's big muscles hold him steady,
giving him something to rest on.

"That's it Son, let it out..." Adam said. "I'm here baby...Daddy's here"

Drew felt his head swim and his body go limp. His Dad moved him around and
Drew felt like he was in a dream. He could feel his pants being pulled up
and the absence of his Dad's tongue as it left his mouth. Aside from that,
the next thing Drew knew, he was laying in his Father's bed with the covers
pulled up. He could smell his Dad's scent on the pillow, and the last thing
Drew did before he fell off to sleep, was inhale it in.




Adam watched his Son from the doorway. The boy was fast asleep. Between the
Supermarket and the blowjob, Drew was completely spent. Before he closed
the door he quietly walked over and gave his Son a kiss.

"I love you baby" he said softly to the sleeping boy. When he looked up he
noticed a light pulsing near the bed. The answering machine held a
message. Adam left the room, closed the door gently and went to the kitchen
to listen to the recording.

It was Tony.



CHAPTER THREE This was to be the third film Adam had made with Tony and
Drew.

This one was much like the last, of Drew giving him head, except the first
one had Adam standing up and out of shot. The movie went to a private
client that Tony had worked for in the past and paid extremely well. The
second film was for someone else who was willing to pay extra for more
interaction between Father and Son. That's why there was so much banter,
and both were visible on camera. Adam didn't normally talk like that with
Drew, but that's what the client wanted, and what he paid for.

Each client had been overseas and Tony had a special means to deliver
them. After working in the business for so long he a reputation for
delivering and meeting his client's needs, and in turn, they kept his
secrecy, never letting his films into the public domain. That was one of
the reasons Adam allowed himself to be filmed in the first place.

Adam never had much in the way of money, even when he was married. A hard
worker with no dependencies landed him many jobs, but none that paid overly
well. He was a physical man, preferring to work with his hand and be
outside than behind a desk, and although he loved his work, his savings
were bare.

Then he met Tony.

Tony hired Adam to build a deck for him. They began to talk and Adam found
out that Tony was an adult film maker. He said Adam would be perfect for
the roles if he were willing.

Adam made a solo film with Tony that earned him a ton of money. Then Tony
told him that there were very young actors who clients would pay huge
amounts for, provided it was Adam that they were with. Much younger in
fact. Adam dismissed it at first and after saying `no thank you', and
walked away.

Tony called to tell him a client had asked for him specifically. He wanted
Adam to feed a young girl his cock. He was willing to pay over fifty
thousand to have it filmed and after a long talk, Adam agreed.

Adam had been a huge success on film. Everyone was asking for him. Now
things had changed.

When a client special requested Adam, they paid extra for it. If Tony had
to follow a script they gave him to the letter, it was extra. Everything
was extra in fact, and that meant more money for all of them.

Adam made another film. And then another.

One was with a boy. The boy was a few years older than Drew. He didn't fuck
the kid; he only let the boy blow him. The movie was almost an hour long.

Adam made thirty thousand dollars off of it.

Like this film, his face was never seen. He was shot from the chest down
and Tony gave all the instructions from behind the camera. He showed Adam
the films before he sent them out, to make sure he was satisfied with them
and Adam felt safe in Tony's hands.

Then his ex-wife remarried. The man wasn't exactly wealthy, but they had a
nice house and it was clear to Adam that they would never hurt for money
the way he did.

Then things changed for Adam. He didn't want his Son to be raised
financially by anyone else. He didn't want this man to pay for his Son's
school or upbringing in any way.

Tony saw Drew's photos around Adam's house and asked him about them. Adam
had admitted that he had been having sex with Drew for several years, which
was why it was so easy for him to do it with other kids.

Adam admitted that he had been having sex with Drew for a while now. Tony
made a few calls and history was made.

The response was immediate. The first client wrote back right away.

Adam made so much money that he stashed it away in a safe deposit at the
bank. The money was for Drew. It was for his school, his upkeep, and his
life when he was older. Adam took nothing for himself.

The next film would make him almost double the money the first one
did. When Tony told him what the client wanted Adam was hesitant, because
his face would be filmed for the first time, but the sheer dollar amount
made the risk worthwhile. It had only been four weeks since the first film
was made, and the same client wanted another one, if Adam was willing.

When Tony had called it had been the last night of Drew's stay and Adam had
to plan the film for the next visit. In the morning he drove his Son home
to his mom, and told him the news.

"Tony called me last night while you were asleep. Your movie was a big
success" he smiled at Drew. His large hand found his Son's and he squeezed
it tight. He usually made him sit in back, but today since he wanted to see
him while they talked, he let the boy sit up front with him.

"It was fun" he admitted to his Dad.

"You're such a big star now, Tony called because his client wants another
one and he wanted to know what you thought?"

Drew paused a second and said, "He wants to see me again?"

"Very much. He wants another one as soon as we could make it...if you're
willing of course"

Drew squeezed Adam's hand. "I'll do whatever you want Dad"

The boy was so honest and so innocent Adam's heart swelled up with
pride. "I know you would baby. But if you don't feel comfortable with this,
you don't have to do it, not ever"

"I like it Dad" Drew looked at the inside of the truck. "Why don't you buy
a new truck?"

Adam didn't hesitate. "Because the money doesn't belong to me, it's for you
and only you, and I don't need a new truck, the old one works just fine"

Drew's big blue eyes looked at his Father with complete love.

"You know what I need?" Adam asked him. "There's only one thing I need, and
money can't buy it Drew"

Drew's eyes looked questioningly at his Dad.

"I need you" he finished simply. "Just you" His big hand gripped his Son's
and Drew smiled at him.

He lifted up his Father's hand and kissed it with his soft lips.

"I need you too Dad"

Adam didn't make it two more miles before he found a quiet spot and pulled
the truck over. He undid his seatbelt and looked at his Son. Drew grinned
and quickly unbuckled himself and moved toward his Father, his small hands
tugging at his Dad's leather belt. It wasn't often that his Dad initiated
their sex, but when he did it excited Drew.

Adam didn't help the boy at all. This was one of the best parts, watching
Drew take out his dick. He leaned back and enjoyed the feel of his Son's
hands moving his clothes apart in search of his heavy pecker. He sighed
when Drew's soft fingers wrapped around his warm shaft and started to tug.

Adam spread his legs apart to give the boy more room to work, but aside
from that, Drew was on his own.

Drew pulled but it didn't come free. He looked up. "You're so big Dad"

Adam grinned. Drew's words were a simple statement of fact. It wasn't a
compliment really. Drew said it as if every boy commented about the size of
their Dad's dick every day. And that's what made Adam grin. He was so
young...so beautiful.

Drew's eyes went back to the task at hand, his tongue coming out and
curling on his top lip in concentration. He pulled a second time and the
shaft started to come out. On the third tug Adam's huge; ten-inch prick was
fully released and towered in the boy's small hand. Adam glanced around
again to make sure they were still alone. Drew was still looking down,
admiring his Father's heavy cock meat and Adam didn't want to spend too
much time where they were so he put one hand on Drew's head and gently
pushed him down.

Drew needed only the slightest of encouragement. He took in the swollen
head of his Daddy's big cock and as always, he moaned loudly at the
mouthwatering taste. This happened every time, and even thought Adam was
ready for it; it always made his eyes roll up in his head. He had lost
track of how many times Drew had blown him, but the boy always made it seem
as if each time were the first.

If Drew had an addiction, this was it.

"That's it baby" Adam's hand softly rubbed his Son's neck. "Suck Daddy's
cock"

Drew moaned again and took his Father's dick as deep in his mouth as
possible. He sucked at the throbbing head and gripped the swollen shaft
with his baby soft fingers.

"Oh yeah! That's Daddy's boy right there" Adam growled quietly, and for the
next five minutes Drew worked on his Father's cock with an eagerness that
Adam loved. His lips milked at the silky flesh while his tongue danced
across the hole, begging to be fed. His little hand pumped at the massive
shaft in an attempt to give his Dad as much pleasure as humanly possible,
while his own body trembled at the taste of the adult prick.

There was no place else Drew wanted to be.

"Such a good little cocksucker!" Adam's hand rubbed briskly at his Son's
shoulders and head. "Eat that fat dick! Suck your Daddy!"

Adam's big, hairy nuts rolled between his legs, ready to feed the hungry
boy his meal. He moved around the seat feeling extreme bliss run up his
body. He couldn't wait much longer.

"You ready buddy?" He asked with bated breath. Drew moaned his response
that had never been anything but `YES' for as long as Adam could
remember. His muscled thighs bunched up and he threw his head back.

"FUCK" he growled loudly as his huge prick erupted in his Son's mouth,
flooding Drew with cum.

His heavy balls were feeding the kid a banquet fit for a king. He felt them
release their tremendous load, shoot up his mighty shaft, and blast right
into Drew's mouth.

As usual, the boy was overwhelmed by his Father's intense orgasm. Drew, no
matter how prepared, was never able to handle his Dad's cum. His Father was
just too big. To Drew it was equivalent of putting a hose in his mouth and
pressing the nozzle. The wave of cream hit the back of his throat like a
bullet, making him unable to swallow; it back flowed immediately out of his
mouth and down his Dad's shaft. The second wave wasn't much easier but even
if he could have been ready, the first shot caused him to cough before he
could drink even one mouthful.

Once again Drew lost the battle and his Dad's cream escaped his thirsty
craving.

Adam heard the cough and took a handful of Drew's hair, pulling him up and
off his pulsing prick.

He should have moved faster but the boy had a habit of incapacitating him
at the wrong time. He looked down to see the large amount of cum moving
down his shaft. His Son's eyes were closed tight and his small body was
trying to get a lungful of air as he coughed in frustration. As the third
blast erupted out of Adam's dick it traveled through the air and right past
Drew's lips. To Adam's surprise Drew's tongue shot out and caught some
before it could completely escape his open mouth. As the boy closed his
lips and swallowed the offering, the fourth wave splashed against his face
and covered Drew with cum.

Adam couldn't help but smile at the incredible sight, but quickly realized
the trouble he was in.

Drew was about to throw a fit at the loss of so much and Adam didn't want
him upset right before their time was up for the month. Before Drew could
protest Adam pushed him down on his prick, shoving it in his mouth.

"Suck it!" he rumbled, holding his Son down with one hand. Drew's mouth
gripped him tightly and he felt the remainder of his cum move up his solid
shaft and into his Son's sucking mouth. Adam flexed his cock as hard as he
could, hoping to give Drew one good mouthful. He felt his big balls work
overtime to feed the craving boy their milk. He heard him swallow and hoped
it would be enough. Drew's mouth held him like a vise, his tongue lapping
quickly at his hole.

After a moment Drew tried to come up but Adam held him down.

"Suck me!" he ordered the boy. Adam needed to stall for a little more
time. He had one more ace up his sleeve to calm Drew down. As the boy
nursed on his big cock he said, "That feels so good baby.

You make Daddy cum so hard!" Drew moaned at his Father's words and Adam
knew it was working.

"You're such a good cocksucker...such a good little boy" his large hand
stroked his Son's hair.

"My boy...Daddy's boy"

Drew groaned and sucked hard on Adam's spent prick. "That's it Son, that's
my fucking boy" he said softly.

After a minute he moved his hand back and allowed his Son to sit up. Drew's
face was slick with his cum and Adam moved in, licked one cheek, and shoved
his tongue into the boy's mouth. At least I can give him this, Adam thought
to himself. Drew nursed on his tongue, moaning at the taste of more
cum. Adam pulled away and licked at the rest of his Son's face, cleaning it
with his tongue.

Drew's mouth opened automatically when he moved back to kiss him. When the
boy had sucked him clean Adam gathered the remaining saliva in his mouth,
kept Drew's jaw apart with one hand, and spit inside. Adam watched him
swallow and he smiled at Drew, as the boy's bright blue eyes looked at him.

"I love you baby" he said, meaning every word.

"I love you too Dad" the boy grinned. Adam pulled him close and they kissed
each other for the next few minutes. Adam loved the way his Son's lips felt
on his face and Drew loved to kiss him.

Drew looked down at Adam's big dick. "Dad?"

"Yes baby?"

"I'm gonna take it one of these days"

Adam nodded. "I know honey. I know you will" He leaned in to kiss him some
more.




When Adam pulled the truck into the parking lot he stepped out to speak
with Charles, his ex-wife's new husband. Charles was a small man, maybe 160
lbs, with light brown hair, no real muscle definition. The first time they
had met, Adam barely acknowledged his presence. It was a good three or four
times later that Adam ever spoke a full paragraph to the man. It wasn't so
much that he didn't like him, it was more like he served no purpose in
Adam's life...except were his Son was concerned that is.

The first time Charles ever picked Drew up without his wife was a day the
small man would never forget. Drew had smiled at him and moved to the car,
opening the back door and throwing his bag inside as Adam moved in front of
Charles. Charles smiled at him, doing his best to make a good
impression. He held out his hand and felt it engulfed by the large rough
one attached to the end of Adam's muscled arm. His size became apparent to
him as Adam's shadow swallowed him up and blocked out the sun. He had a
fleeting hope that the big man didn't notice how soft his skin was in
relation to his own. Adam's hands were rough and made hard by work, like
the rest of his body, unlike Charles, who worked at a law office downtown.

"Well, I'll take good care of him, don't worry" he said to Adam. "I'll
treat him like he was my own Son"

At that, he felt the man's large hand grip him tight and he loomed closer
looking Charles right in the eyes.

"No, don't do that" he said with a deep voice. "Treat him like he was MY
Son. That way I know you won't get in trouble"

Charles was at a total loss for words and instead simply swallowed his
mouthful of spit hoping something would come to him.

"That little boy means everything to me" Adam continued, still holding
Charles's soft hand. "If anything happened to him...my attention would
need...something else...to focus on" his eyes bore into Charles.

"Of course" he replied hastily. "That makes sense. Well...let's not give
you a reason to refocus!"

he finished with a nervous smile.

Adam didn't smile back, but he did release his hand, allowing Charles a
much needed escape route.

"He stays in the back" Adam said. "Seatbelt and speed limit"

Charles nodded, his eyes scanning across Adam's muscled body. He watched
them as they drove out of the parking lot and Charles could swear he felt
the man's eyes on the back of his head the whole time.

Today's meeting was not so different.

Adam came up to him as Charles stepped out of his car. They shook hands as
usual, Charles still self- conscious at the softness of his own skin. If
Adam noticed he never let on.

"Hello Adam, hope you two had a great visit"

Adam looked at Drew who was smiling as usual, as innocent as the day he was
born.

"Our visit was fantastic as it always is" Adam said with some annoyance in
his voice. "I'll pick him up here on the 20th of next month, same time"

Charles held up a hand. "Actually I wanted to talk to you about that. Sue
and I were thinking about taking a trip, maybe a cruise, and we were hoping
you might take Drew a little earlier and keep him longer" He looked at Adam
attempting to gauge his reaction. To his immense relief the man actually
seemed happy for a change.

"When and how long?" he asked Charles.

"Well, if it's alright with you of course, I was thinking you could pick
Drew up in 10 days and keep him until your normal time was up...if that's
alright"

Even before Adam spoke, the big dick between his legs started to
swell. This had been the first time he had ever been allowed to keep his
Son longer than the court's order. It was one of the ways his ex-wife tried
to manipulate him. Luckily since Adam didn't make tons of cash his child
support payment was small, not that it stopped him from spoiling Drew
whenever he could.

"Just let me know when I can pick him up" Adam said. "I can be back here
anytime"

Charles nodded, obviously happy that Adam agreed so quickly.

"Ten days from now, or one, it doesn't matter to me, I just want him back"
he finished.

Charles remembered how serious Adam was about his Son. The man never joked
around about Drew and it showed in every conversation they ever had.

"Well, I'll speak to Sue, maybe we can do this even earlier then"

"She's not the easiest person to persuade" Adam said. And Charles realized
there was a way Adam could warm up to him after all.

"No, I'll take care of it" he almost beamed. "If that's what you want
Adam. I'll tell her it was my idea to let you take him earlier. I'll even
tell her you resisted, just to make her feel better"

For the first time in their relationship Adam smiled at Charles and the
smaller man felt like the winner at a country fare.

"You do that. Tell her I was an asshole about it. She'll believe you" He
held out his hand and Charles took it, pumping it up and down.

"Count on me Adam" he said, his voice a little too high.

Adam watched them leave and walked back to his truck, the large bulge
between his legs becoming uncomfortable. He climbed in, closed the door and
started to rub his cock.

"Take it easy" he said to himself. "Let's just see what happens"

He picked up the cell phone and called Tony.

"I just dropped off Drew. There's a chance I may get him earlier than I
thought"

"That's great" Tony said.

"Yeah, and Drew's cool with doing another movie" As he said those words,
his dick swelled up and he squeezed it with his hand.

"The client just wants more interaction between you two. He doesn't care
how you do it. You have any ideas?"

Adam rubbed at his throbbing prick between his legs.

"Yeah...I know exactly what I'm gonna do with him"



CHAPTER FOUR It was a two-hour drive back to his house and Adam spent it in
deep thought. He didn't want to get too excited about Drew's possible stay
with him. His ex-wife had a way of screwing up his life and she had no
problems using Drew as a weapon against him. He thought about how he should
go for more food if Drew was going to be with him. Adam usually only bought
enough to last for himself and Drew had a big appetite. As his mind
continued to wander, Adam pulled into his driveway and felt his brain empty
out of every thought.

A police car was waiting for him.

Adam continued to approach and slowly walked out of the truck, keeping his
eyes on the officer who matched his movements.

"Can I help you?"

The cop was young, younger than Adam at least. He had brown hair a slender
body and an easy smile.

"Hello sir. Sorry to bother you. I was hoping I could talk to you for a few
minutes about what happened at the store the other night"

Adam didn't need to be reminded of the pummeling he doled out that
night. His mind raced back, reliving the events. Did he hurt someone that
bad?

The cop followed Adam up the stairs to his house and carefully looked him
over, checking for weapons of any kind. Although this was a social call he
never took any chances in case he stumbled upon something and wound up in
the wrong place at the wrong time. Not that this guy needed any weapons, he
thought to himself. He was built like a brick wall. April was right.

Once inside Adam offered him a drink which he declined.

"The reason I stopped by was to let you know those kids you roughed up are
pressing charges" His eyes ran around the room and he realized the only
thing they would get out of Adam was jail time. The man didn't really own
anything of real value. "Two of them were minors, and even though they all
had records, the age is gonna cause you a problem"

Adam, he noticed, didn't look worried, but was listening intently to what
he had to say. "Now, between me and you, I know those kids were trash, but
you need to get yourself a lawyer and defend yourself now, before it's too
late" He reached into his pocket and produced a white business card,
handing it to Adam. "This lady comes highly recommended. I suggest you give
her a call by tomorrow at the latest"

Adam took the card, read the contents and asked, "I appreciate you coming
by like this, but are you telling me I'm under arrest?"

The cop shook his head. "No. Not yet at least. I'm just stopping by to give
you a heads up. I'm told you're a nice guy, and I hate doing bad things to
nice people. Those kids will benefit from a good ass kicking and you're
just the guy to give it to them"

Adam began to say something but the cop cut him off.

"When you talk to your lawyer, tell her to speak with the cashier as soon
as she can. She wasn't an eye witness but she says she heard everything and
will testify to it. The store doesn't have cameras, only fake ones to fool
the robbers"

Adam turned the card over and over in his hand. "Thanks for the advice" He
watched the officer's eyes fall on a picture of Drew.

"Good looking kid. Is he yours?"

Adam nodded. "That's my boy Drew. He was shoved to the ground..." he paused
not sure of how much else to say, but when the cop looked at him with
amusement in his eyes Adam said, "...so I shoved back"

The officer grinned. "I bet you did" His eyes ran over Adam's muscled arms
and Adam grinned back at him.

He held the card up in front of the cop and said, "I'll call her in a few
minutes"

"You do that. Make sure to tell her everything. You've got multiple
accusations against you and right now it's your word against theirs. With
your Son being a minor, I'm not sure how much weight he'll have in court,
if it comes to it, that is" The cop brushed off his hat and made for the
door.

"So, you never told me who's been sticking up for me"

The cop turned, his eyes flashing. Adam had been confused by the visit. Why
was a police officer going out of his way to help him out? He had never met
the guy before. Isn't this a conflict of interest?

"April, the checkout girl...talks like you walk on water. I thought for
sure she was gonna say you turned water into wine right before her eyes"

Adam laughed. He knew the girl was infatuated with him. Every time he saw
her she made a point of speaking to him even if he wasn't in her line. He
didn't encourage her but he didn't ignore her either. The fact is, she was
too young and Adam was preoccupied with Drew to entertain any more
partners, so instead, he would smile and then look the other way, being
nice, but not too nice to her.

Thankfully his actions paid off.

"And I can tell you from experience, she's gonna be a great witness" he
continued.

Adam looked confused. "How can you be so sure?" And then the patrolman
spoke four words that cleared everything up for Adam. It explained the
visit, the advice, the inside information, and most importantly why he was
acting as if he were a drinking buddy instead of an officer of the law.

"Because she's my sister!" he grinned.




Adam called the lawyer and explained his problem. The woman was nice and
attentive, sounding professional and confident all at the same time. She
said she would call the station for him and if anyone were to call him
directly he was to give them her phone number. After he hung up he went to
the refrigerator and made to open the door, when the picture of Drew
stopped him cold.

"No!" he said out loud. His mind raced; "This is gonna fuck everything up!
I'm going to lose Drew!" `Those kids were minors' he thought to
himself. `At least some of them were. Sue is gonna fuck me but good' Adam
knew it was sheer luck that he was awarded a full week a month for custody
of his Son. Most men only had one weekend and Sue was furious that she had
to give him up that much. If she had it her way she would have Drew
non-stop and Adam would have to pay full child support. But now...Adam
would have a record...a record of violence against minors no less! He could
see her running into the courthouse now, with that smug look on her face.

"Fuck her!" he growled. He had to speak with April. He needed to make sure
she would support him and he could get this dropped.

April was the key.

Adam grabbed his keys and walked out the door to his truck. It was dark and
windy as usual. He drove down the road about five miles when he noticed
another truck move right behind him. He moved over to let them pass but
they stayed on his tail. Then they started to flash their lights at him.

He pulled over.

Max's Father, an ape of a man, got out of his truck, his Son coming out of
the passenger's side. He tapped on the window and Adam looked him over.

"Hey boy!" the man said. "Why don't you get out here so we can talk?"

Adam pushed open the door. He watched as the man's eyes widened when he
looked him over. The man wasn't ready for his size. He was hot shit when he
beat up kids and girls, but when a real man was in front of him it was
another story.

Adam knew the type well.

"I haven't gone by `boy' in years" Adam's deep voice rang out. He took a
step forward until he was inches from the man's face. "So either I misheard
you, or you're more stupid than you look" His eyes bore into the man.

Max saw his Dad glance over at him. He was pissed and Max knew it. He
blamed this all on him. He knew he was gonna catch hell for not telling his
Father about Adam sooner. Instead his Dad had beaten him when he heard
about what happened. No Son of his was gonna get his ass kicked by some
stranger, especially when all his friends were around no less! Now here
they were again, but it was his Dad's turn this time.

The man was agitated and Adam knew it. This wasn't going as planned, but it
was too late to back down.

"You wanna pick on kids? Why don't you pick on someone your own size!"

"Are you offering to take his place?" Adam asked. He waved his hand around
in the air. "I don't see any cameras here, just me, you, and your pussy
Son!"

The man's face flushed in anger but he didn't move. He was used to having
his way and speaking his mind, being confronted wasn't something he was
used to.

"You've got a big mouth on you" the man said to him.

Adam knew just what buttons to push. "You gonna teach me a lesson...DAD?"
He looked over to Max, who was sweating and fidgeting on his feet. "Maybe
your pussy Son just wants another ass kicking?"

The man's eyes blazed with hate, he brought his arm back to strike Adam but
Adam was far quicker.

His fist sunk deeply into the man's gut and he grunted like an animal as he
began to drop to the ground. Adam grabbed him by the hair and yanked him up
hard, making his body straighten again and exposing his gut. He hauled back
his fist and rammed it back into the man's stomach, feeling it sink deep
into his body.

Then he let go.

The man fell hard.

Dirt clouded up all around him as his breath escaped his body. Adam watched
for a moment to make sure he wasn't getting back up...they never did; and
then he looked at Max.

Max had never seen anyone beat his father like that. He watched with wide
eyes as his Dad was dropped, seconds into the fight. It was no
contest. Before he knew what happened, Adam was standing right in front of
him.

"Hey princess" Adam said teasingly. Max's eyes fixed on him, fear literally
pouring out. "Did you go home and cry to your Daddy? Tell him how you got
all fucked up?"

Max didn't answer. Even if words came to mind he wouldn't speak them. Adam
pointed to the ground at his Dad.

"Well there he is!" Then his finger waved back and forth between him and
Max. "And here WE are!"

Max swallowed hard and Adam knew the kid was defeated. "He probably beats
on you huh?"

Max's face flushed but he remained quiet. "I don't give a fuck what
problems you've got in your life, but when you involve my Son in them, you
involve me too!"

Max shook slightly, knowing he was too close to Adam to run away. It would
end the same as it did before.

Adam sighed at the boy's obvious dilemma. "Well, I'll tell you what kid. I
can either just kick your ass again, or you can do something for me...sort
of in good faith... to show who's really in charge here"

Adam waited for a moment. "So what's it gonna be?"

Max's voice came out cracked and emotional. "What do you want me to do?"

Adam took a step forward until he was an inch from Max's face, his hot
breath blasting against the kid's cheeks. His deep voice came out from
behind clenched teeth and his eyes ripped into the scared teenager.

"I want you to get on your knees..." he let that sink in, enjoying the
boy's fear. "...and kiss my boots"

Max swallowed and nodded his head. He looked around. His Dad was out of it
and they were alone.

He slowly sank to the ground until he was kneeling before Adam. He didn't
look up and he certainly didn't look right in front of him. He simply
wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. His hands rested on the
filthy ground and he bent over kissing first one, then the other of Adam's
work boots. He kept his head down, hoping Adam would keep his end of the
deal.

After a long pause Max began to slowly rise, still looking at the
ground. He felt Adam's strong hand meet his shoulder and push him back
down.

"Look at me boy" he growled to Max.

Max looked up and pretended not to notice the large bulge between Adam's
muscled legs and the fact that it was inches in front of his face. Sweat
ran off his forehead.

"I did what you said" he said with a small voice.

Adam's hands moved to show Max his palms as if in surrender. "Yes you
did. You followed my order to the letter" He glanced over his shoulder to
Max's Dad still writhing on the floor. "The problem is; I really feel the
need to kick your ass. In fact the chances are pretty fucking good that the
next time I see you, I'm gonna do just that"

Max swallowed his spit, his eyes getting larger.

"That is unless you give me some reassurance that you've learned your
lesson"

The teenager nodded his head. "Yes sir"

Adam looked thoughtful. "There's only one MAN here...and do you know who
that is?"

Max nodded again. "It's you! You sir!"

"That's right. And I'm getting real tired of reminding everyone about
that. You'd think people would take the fucking hint already"

Adam's hands bunched up into large fists and Max started to twitch.

"You got the hint though...right?" his eyes looked questioningly at Max.

Max didn't know if Adam was about to hit him but he was in no position to
disagree. "Yes sir I did"

Adam waited. "Well?"

Max didn't understand. He was at a loss for words, not sure what Adam
wanted to hear... But then Adam told him.

"Kiss my dick"

The deep voice cut into his ears and once more he became aware of the
enormous mound between Adam's big legs. He stole a glance around him,
knowing that no one else was there but needing to check anyway. His Father
still lay moaning on the floor around the other side of the truck. Max
leaned in and pressed his lips to the hard surface of Adam's jeans, feeling
the man's big cock, coiled up like a great serpent. He dared not look up;
instead he couldn't help but focus on the lump, inches in front of him. He
slowly moved his head back and cast his eyes to the ground.

Adam let him stew for a moment and said, "That was great" The boy still
didn't look up so Adam continued. "You cause me anymore trouble, or come
near my Son again, and I'm gonna fuck your sweet little mouth and then I'm
gonna break some bones. Your Daddy can't help you and either can your
friends, so you better decide for yourself how this is going down"

Max swallowed audibly and nodded his head. He slowly looked up. "Yes sir"

Adam watched him for a moment and realized the boy was telling the
truth. His fists relaxed and he put one hand on the teenager's
shoulder. "You be a good boy"

Max nodded and he watched as Adam turned and walked back to his truck. He
saw him look down for a moment.

"You better get him to a hospital I think I broke some ribs"

Max stayed on his knees until the truck pulled away. He lifted his Dad up
off the ground and put him in the passenger's side, the man began to swear
with each breath he took. It was all about revenge and Max had heard it a
thousand times before. To Max, his Father had always been the toughest man
he knew...and now, for the second time...he was proven wrong.




Adam drove up to the grocery store where April worked. He thought about Max
and how fucked up the kid's life probably was. He sympathized but had more
important problems to deal with right now. He found April behind the
counter, checking a customer out. She gave him a big smile and waved when
she saw him, her affection obvious from across the room. Adam had to have
her on his side at any cost. His life with Drew was at stake. He waited
until she was finished and stood in front of her.

"Hi" he said with a smile.

"Hello, it's good to see you back" she replied with too much
enthusiasm. Adam knew where this was going and he intended to find out just
how far she was willing to go for him. He put his hands on the counter and
leaned in; knowing his strong neck flared up and his muscled arms were in
perfect view.

She looked him over like a hungry kitten.

"I don't want to get you in any trouble, but I was wondering if we could go
somewhere and talk for a few minutes?"

To say this was acceptable to April was like asking if she wanted to win
the lotto. Not only was this alright but she practically threw her register
keys at her co-worker and announced she was on break. She went around the
counter and Adam put one hand behind her arm to lead her out of the store,
as if she would even dream of going anywhere else.

He walked her to the dark side of the building and told her about her
brother's visit.

"Oh, you can count on me, I'll make sure they don't get away with this" she
offered.

"Well..." Adam began; his large towering over her. "Even though these boys
have rap sheets, some of them are minors and there were a group of them,
and just me"

"I don't think it would have mattered if there were a hundred of them"
April said, looking over Adam's muscled torso.

He grinned at her. "Thanks, but the court might see this in another way
and...well, I know you didn't see anything so right now it's my word
against all of them"

April shook her head. "I won't let that happen! I've already told my
brother they threatened you. I'll say the same thing in court. Max and his
buddies all ganged up on you and you had no choice but to defend yourself"

Adam looked at her, knowing she was lying. She didn't hear them say
anything of the kind because he had knocked them all out before it ever
came to that. He reached up and grabbed her small shoulders in his large
hands and gently lifted her up just enough that her heels came off the
floor.

"How old are you April?" he asked softly.

She didn't respond at first because of his touch, but then said, "I'm
fifteen" Before Adam could ask any more questions she added, "I'm allowed
to work as long as I don't ring up any alcohol. I had to get permission
from my school" Her eyes ran over Adam's body. "But, I'm old enough" she
said with a little too much force.

Adam smiled and let her fall back to the floor but kept his hands on her
shoulders. "April...look I really need to get through this. I have a little
boy that I can't live without. If they take my Son, I'll die"

She nodded her head quickly, her soft hands reaching up and holding on to
his brawny forearms.

"Now I know I did to those boys was wrong...and normally I wouldn't allow
you to lie for me..." he looked away for a moment. "...but I really need
you on my side" He squeezed her shoulders. "Will you help me?"

For April, this amounted to a free steak dinner at the best restaurant in
town...for the rest of her life. "I'll do anything you say" was her only
reply, and Adam knew she meant every word of it.

He felt her fingers run through the hair on his arms. He took a small step
forward so he almost touched her with his chest. "I'd be very grateful to
you April, in many ways" his strong voice moved through her body like a
warm blanket. Her eyes were big and staring deeply into his. Her hands
gripped his arms and she tried to bring him closer. He spoke right to her
in almost a whisper.

"If that's what you want of course?"

April felt her pussy flood between her legs. The sexiest man she had ever
met had just hit on her and she found herself at a loss for words. She
didn't care that he was easily old enough to be her Dad. She nodded, hoping
something would come to her, but the sensations between her legs took any
rational thought away from her mind. She quite literally was in heaven.

"You're so young ...I just thought maybe you liked me?"

Again April nodded. "I do" she managed to spit out. "I do like you!"

He squeezed her again. "Good, then if you're sure you want to help me
out...I'd like nothing better than to show my appreciation to you...in any
way you think you might like"

April's eyes moved down his body and rested on the huge mound between
Adam's legs. Her body let out a sigh and Adam swore he had just made her
cum. He watched her with a smile on his face.

He knew she would do whatever he asked. `Get a good look at that little
girl' he thought to himself.

`You know what's between my legs!'  April shuddered and nodded her
head. Adam gave her a final squeeze for good measure and walked her back to
the front of the building.

"Thanks April, I really need your help. My lawyer will call you tomorrow
and if you need anything, you just call me" He slipped her a piece of paper
with his phone number on it. Before they made it to the front door Adam
pulled her aside.

"You know, your age could be a problem for me too, so it's important that
we're not seen together, and we don't talk about this with anyone" She
agreed and said as much. "Your brother already knows you kind of like me,
but anything else will have to stay between you and me"

She nodded again, hypnotized by his words.

"Once I get this off my back we'll find some time...and I'll thank you
properly" he grinned at her.

He left April outside the store. He could feel her eyes following him all
the way back to his truck.

"Got her!" he said, thinking about his blonde haired Son, a big smile on
his face and his cock throbbing.



CHAPTER FIVE Adam sat with his lawyer in her downtown office so they could
go over his case. She called him two days after he saw April in the grocery
store.

"The good news is, that boy Max has dropped all charges against you" She
looked up at Adam as she read over the report from the police
department. "I thought you put him in a choke hold?"

Adam shrugged his shoulders and tried to look innocent.

"Any idea why he would suddenly walk away from this lawsuit?"

Adam fidgeted in his chair and rubbed his hands together.

"I'm your lawyer, anything we talk about stays between us" she said,
tilting her head to one side.

Adam took in a breath. "Well, his Dad and I sort of met outside city limits
a few days ago" He looked up at the wall, covered in diplomas.

"And exactly what did you do to make him change his mind?"

"I...well I...look they stopped me first! I was minding my own business
when they made me pull over"

She put down the paperwork in her hands and folded her arms on the
table. She waited.

"And then, after his Dad mouthed off to me I punched him in the
stomach...twice...and got in the boy's face...a little" He decided to leave
out the part where he made Max get on his knees, kiss his boots and
cock. She didn't have to know everything did she?

"Did you hurt him?"

Adam looked around the room again. "I may have broken a rib or two"

She glanced down at the paperwork. "Well you must have made your point
because this report just came over this morning and there is no mention of
your meeting, or a hospital visit for that matter. Any witnesses?"

Adam shook his head.

"Well then, it looks like it's down to four boys now"

"So what are my chances?"

She raised her eyes as she flipped through the pages until she found what
she wanted. "Two of the four boys were minors. That's the biggest problem"
She looked over Adam's muscled arms.

"And even though there were four, I mean, five of them..." she waved her
hand at him. "You're not exactly a 98-pound weakling. I don't think any
judge will see you as defenseless, no matter how many of them there were"

"So I don't get sympathy because I've got big muscles?"

"No, but the good thing is you're not just a guy with big muscles. You're a
Father of an eight- year-old boy. A boy who was pushed to the ground by a
teenager with a record" She pulled out the hospital report. "Now the
biggest hurdle we have is the boy you punched in the face. You broke his
nose and fractured his jaw, and of course he was wearing braces"

Adam fingered the hand he cut on the boy's mouth.

"The other three checked out fine even though two of them were knocked
unconscious and the other one...had difficulty breathing for a while?" She
looked at Adam questioningly.

"He was the one who knocked down Drew. I punched him in the stomach"

"Well, it's lucky you didn't break his ribs, like Max's father"

Adam rubbed his hair with one hand. "He was just a kid, I pulled my punch"

She nodded her head. "Good thing you did"

"What about Drew, will he have to be involved in this?"

She waved him off. "Oh no, his involvement has already been stated by
everyone involved.

Even the boy who knocked him down admitted to what he did. His lawyer no
doubt thought it best to confess in light of what you did to them. And
besides, I'm sure he doesn't want to put an eight year old boy on the stand
for everyone to feel sorry for"

"So Drew's out of this? He won't have to testify about what he heard the
boys say, like April the cashier will?"

"As a little boy, he loves his Father more than anything, and as such, will
say anything to protect you. Mr. Fisk will have to have a very good reason
for wanting Drew on the stand, and right now, I can't think of what that
would be"

Adam smiled at that. It was true Drew loved him, but ironic that she said
he would protect his Father, when that's exactly what Adam was doing for
him.

"So we're going to play on Drew's young age and the fact that you're a
single parent of an only child. Rage and all that will come into it when we
petition the judge, and most likely he will let you off, but the boy's
hospital bills will have to be paid unless we get lucky that is"

"Look, I have a problem" And Adam explained his situation with his ex-wife
and custody of Drew.

His lawyer listened intently, taking notes as he spoke. "I can't let this
interfere with my custody.

She'll take him away for good if she finds out"

"Let's take this one step at a time Adam. If we agree to pay the hospital
bills we can petition the court to drop all charges against you, providing
of course that you drop all charges against them. The fact that they
already have records will make that last offer go pretty far"

She laid out the plan to Adam and he couldn't help but admire how quickly
she developed a strategy. If her plans worked out as she hoped, he just
might be able to walk away from this. Then she told him about the cost.

It was high.

"Can you come up with the money?" she asked him.

Adam knew he had plenty of money from the movies he made with Drew, but
that wasn't an option.

The rest of the money he made on from his own films, he used for his
business. Now he realized, he would need more.

He knew what he had to do.

"That shouldn't be a problem"

After he left her office he took out the prepaid cell phone that Tony had
given him and called him up. Tony listened to what he had to say.

"Are you serious?" he asked Adam.

"Yeah, I'm serious! You don't think he'd go for it?"

There was a pause as Tony thought about Adam's proposal. "Well...I really
don't know. I mean, I'd love to film it...hell I'd do it for free"

"Then ask him. But I'm not doing this for anything less than double the
last film"

Tony sighed over the phone. "Adam if you're serious about doing this, I
can't see him complaining about the price. I just can't believe you would
do it"

"I need the money. It's for Drew"

"But you're loaded!"

"I can't touch that money. It doesn't belong to me. I need this so I can
get out of this mess I'm in and I don't want Drew to know about it"

"Why not? I'm sure he won't care if you use the money"

"You don't understand. Drew will flip his lid if he thinks there's even a
chance he won't be able to see me anymore. The rest of the world can burn
as long as he's with me. He won't take the news well, trust me, he has to
be kept in the dark"

"I'll call the client. I'm sure he won't believe me when I tell him what
you're willing to do, but I'll let him know you're serious"

Adam thanked him and asked Tony to get back to him as soon as
possible. Once he had the money he needed he could pay the lawyer and
hopefully get out of his legal mess, then he would have to take care of
April. That wouldn't be a problem, Adam thought. Having sex came easy to
him and April was just a teenager with no experience.

Later that night Charles called to say he could pick up Drew in 10
days. That was all the time he had to get the money. Tony needed to work
fast because once Drew was back he wouldn't let Adam out of his sight.

He waited 24 hours before Tony called him.

"He agreed to everything" Tony told him. "I've already made the
arrangements and this is what he wants you to do..." he explained the rest
to Adam.

"No problem, it's his money, count me in!"




Two days later...

Adam showed up at the motel off the interstate and met Tony outside.

"Everything's set up" Tony told him. "You know what he wants you to do"

 "Lots of verbal action and a little rough stuff right?"

Tony nodded. "And one more thing" He filled Adam in.

Adam grinned, "It's his money"

They walked into the room and Tony locked the door behind them. Inside was
a slender boy with dark hair and big brown eyes. Tony said he was 14 years
old. Apparently the client that had commissioned the last film Adam made
with Drew had been using his own Son for his private collection. Unlike
Adam this man didn't share the same affection for his boy that Adam showed
for Drew. He wanted his Son to be used by a man in an aggressive manner.

He was far more the boy's pimp than his Father.

The kid was pretty, with thick eye lashes and smooth skin. He didn't look
abused at all. If his Dad had him turning tricks for movies, he did it in a
way that kept the boy in good shape. There didn't seem to be any sign of
drug use either.

"This is Trevor" Tony said.

Adam looked the small boy over and turned to Tony. "He's the client's Son?"

Tony nodded, going behind the camera. They agreed that Adam's face wouldn't
be seen since this was going to be more aggressive than what he did with
Drew. The boy's Dad was wealthy by anyone's standards. He paid top dollar
for custom porn films and had been a client of Tony's for some time
now. The man didn't use his own Son for just any movies. The men in the
films were handpicked by the client, and Adam was a favorite.

Adam had never considered using his body to make money, at least with
anyone besides his Son.

Sex came easy to him with his boy. In fact sex came easy to him period. But
to do this without Drew was something that had never crossed his mind.

Now, however, Adam had no choice.

When Tony told the client what Adam wanted, the man practically jumped
through the phone. The money was no issue to him, but having his own Son
have sex with Drew's Daddy was a once in a lifetime deal that he wasn't
about to pass up for anything. He put his boy on a plane that night, with a
trusted assistant, and had him delivered to Tony. Tony felt an out of the
way hotel was best for everyone. He knew the owner and gave him enough
money to make it worth his while. No one would bother them here and the
owner would make sure no one was in the adjacent rooms.

Adam moved up to the boy. "Hey kid...I'm Adam"

The pretty kid looked up and down Adam's towering frame. He held out his
hand to the man and watched as it disappeared inside his large grasp.

"You've done this before?" he asked the boy.

Trevor nodded. "Not with anyone as big as you. My Dad likes it when I'm
with other boys but I've been with up to three men at one time" He looked
at Adam's chest. "None of them were like you though"

Adam nodded. "So Tony told you what's gonna happen?"

The boy glanced over to Tony who was setting up the camera. "Yeah"

Adam saw the fear behind the kid's eyes.

"Don't worry about anything. I'm real good at this. Don't let my size scare
you" Adam waved at the camera. "All this is for your Dad. He's not here
right now, it's just us, so he'll only see what we want him to see" Adam
took the boy by the shoulders. "It's just a show, you're not going to get
hurt I promise you" He smiled, and the boy physically relaxed in his grip.

"No matter what I say just remember it's for your Dad and it doesn't mean
anything. It's just make believe alright?"

Trevor nodded and smiled at Adam.

"You like to suck cock" he asked the boy.

"Yeah, I'm pretty good at it" he replied proudly. Adam grinned at him.

"Well, you're gonna love to suck mine" He looked at Tony who was ready for
them. "Remember, just play along"

Tony nodded to Adam to let him know he was filming.

Adam knew his face wouldn't be seen so he winked to the boy letting him
know they were getting started.

"You know what you're doing here?"

The boy didn't say anything.

"Your Daddy sent you here because he wants to watch you suck my dick"
Adam's voice was deep and commanding. He ran one hand across the boy's
smooth cheek. "You do what I tell you, when I tell you. Do I look like
someone who puts up with bullshit?"

Trevor shook his head. "No"

Adam shouted, "What?"

"No...no Sir!" Trevor corrected himself.

Adam put his hands behind his back. "Rub my dick" he commanded the boy.

Trevor's small hand moved between Adam's powerful legs and began to stroke
the large mound inside his jeans. Tony moved the focus there and zoomed in
to what Trevor was doing. For the next few minutes the boy rubbed at Adam's
bulge, his soft fingers running up and down the hard lump between the man's
beefy legs as it grew and swelled before the camera.

"You like that?"

Tony pulled out to capture Trevor looking up and nodding his head.

"Get on your knees"

Trevor dropped slowly down in front of Adam, his face a little lower than
the bulge before him. His hand continued to rub at it and he kept looking
up to make sure he was making Adam happy. He brought his other hand up and
began to squeeze and grip the mound with his small fingers.

Adam looked down at the pretty boy. The kid had full lips and Adam felt his
big cock throb in anticipation. He let Trevor paw at him a while longer
before he gave him his next instruction.

"Kiss it" he told the kid.

Trevor leaned in and began to softly kiss Adam's mound. He rested his tiny
hands on the man's thick thighs, feeling the hard muscle underneath. His
lips could feel the pulsing meat straining to escape and Trevor knew Adam's
muscles weren't the only thing that was big.

Adam let Tony film another minute of Trevor kissing at his bulge and then
he said, "Put your hands behind your back and start licking"

Trevor immediately did as he was told. His tongue came out and began to
slowly lap up the large mound between Adam's big legs. Adam watched him for
a moment and then began to pull his shirt out of his pants. Tony pulled
back the camera to show him take hold of it and gradually lift it off his
torso. Adam's muscled, hairy body was framed perfectly by the camera and
the shirt was dropped to the ground. Tony ran the lens down his broad
shoulders, his hairy chest and washboard abs, then rested the shot on
Trevor licking at his bulge. Adam put his hands on his hips and watched the
boy work between his legs.

"Hungry for that dick aren't you?"

Trevor didn't answer; he simply kept lapping at Adam's crotch.

Adam reached down and began to unbuckle his thick leather belt. He took his
time so Tony could film the whole thing. He unbuttoned his jeans and slowly
pulled down the zipper. Trevor moved back for a moment while he reached in
and tugged out his throbbing bulge. Adam put his hands back on his hips and
Trevor moved in to lick at the white cotton covered cock.

Now Adam's big dick was much more visible. It pulsed under the boy's tongue
and his shorts began to cling to his shaft as Trevor's spit soaked through
the fabric. Adam grabbed the back of the kid's head and pulled him into his
crotch. He rubbed the boy's face all around his cock, moving his hips to
grind his bulge across Trevor's mouth and nose.

Trevor breathed in deeply and moaned.

Adam pulled him deeper between his legs. He didn't know what it was that
drove the boy's wild.

There was something about the way he smelled that they loved. Drew was the
same way; always smelling and probing Adam's body. There was hardly a day
that Drew didn't bury his face in Adam's armpit or breathe deeply from his
neck. Whatever it was that he gave off, it was making Trevor just as
anxious.

It wasn't really necessary for Adam to hold the boy because Trevor wasn't
moving away anytime soon. He acted as if he had suffocated and for the
first time in his life he was now breathing fresh air. The boy inhaled a
large lungful of Adam's scent and held it there as long as possible. When
he released it from his body he immediately took in more, burying his face
as far between Adam's legs as he could manage.

Adam couldn't help but smile. He thought Drew just loved him so much that
the boy went wild when they were alone together, but here Trevor was,
proving him wrong. Adam loved the way Drew smelled, but it didn't have the
same effect on him as say, Drew's eyes. There was something about the way
his Son looked at him that made his dick stand up between his legs. Many
times Adam would sit across from him at dinner or lunch, and his Son's eyes
would mesmerize him. He would feel his big prick thicken up and shift
between his legs, begging for the boy's attention. Adam did his best to
hide it from Drew. He didn't want him to know how easily he got him worked
up, otherwise Drew would have him wrapped even more around his finger than
he already did.

So Adam would take his time, drink his coffee and try to think of anything
besides his Son's warm mouth and soft hands.  He would look around and try
not to stare too much into Drew's bright blue eyes, even making sure to
walk in front of his Son on the way out, so he wouldn't see his bulging
crotch.

Now, here was Trevor doing the same thing Drew did, taking in his smell and
become more frantic with each passing minute.

Adam's big dick pressed into the boy's face, pulsing with lust, as Trevor
rubbed against it. Just the thought of Drew made it swell and throb with
desire, and the boy wasn't even in the room with him.

Adam knew this was worth it. He would do anything he had to for his
Son. Drew was going to be him if he had to work this kid to death.

Everything was riding on the money and April's testimony. He would deal
with her later, but right now he had a paycheck to earn. He pushed Trevor's
head back and shoved three fingers in his mouth. Trevor moaned and sucked
at them as Adam worked them in and out, twisting them between his lips.

"You ready to suck my big dick?"

Trevor whimpered and nodded his head as he continued to suck on Adam's
fingers, his eyes pleading with the man towering above him.

"You gonna show your Daddy what a faggot you are?"

Trevor reached out and put his hands on Adam's legs, his fingers clawing at
his big muscles.

Adam took his fingers out of the boy's mouth and pushed down his pants, his
huge ten inch prick boldly throbbing from between his legs.

"SUCK IT!"

Trevor opened his mouth as wide as he could and took in the head of Adam's
big cock. In order to get to it, he had to lift himself off his knees and
hold onto Adam's large legs for support.

Adam saw the problem and squatted down so Trevor could get to his dick
properly and the boy began to twist his head so his mouth corkscrewed
around the juicy cock. Adam felt the kid's tongue running circles around
his prick and dipping deep into the hole. His cheeks were puffed out from
the girth of Adam's big dick but that didn't stop him from sucking it like
a vacuum cleaner.

"EAT THAT FUCKING DICK!" he barked at the boy.

Trevor doubled up his efforts to give him head and Adam felt his dick bump
up against the kid's throat as the boy worked his lips down the long
shaft. Adam grabbed his dick at the base and a fistful of Trevor's hair,
yanking him off his cock and started to slap his face with it.

"Is that the best you can do?" Adam growled.

Trevor opened his mouth and tried to get Adam's dick back inside. He pulled
at the fingers threaded through his hair, attempting to pull away but Adam
held him tight.

"You call that a fucking blowjob?" He beat the kid's face with his solid
prick. "Are you gonna suck it or waste my time?"

Trevor groaned and pleaded with Adam to let him go. Adam pulled his hips
back and released his dick so it bobbed in the air in front of Trevor. The
boy's eyes glared hungrily at the thick cock waving in front of him. He
strained against the man's grip in an attempt to get to the massive meat
before his eyes.

Adam watched him for a moment, satisfied that the boy was responding
properly. He let go of his hair and Trevor surged forward and attacked his
big dick with his mouth. Adam felt the boy's throat at the head of his dick
again but this time there was less resistance.

"That's it!" he encouraged the boy. "Suck that big dick!"

Trevor's hand gripped the back of Adam's large thighs and he pulled himself
deeper on the throbbing prick impaling his mouth. His tongue rubbed at the
underside of the beefy cock and his spit freely ran down his chin as he
devoured it.

Adam stroked the boy's hair and gently pulled him forward. He felt Trevor
open up just a little more with each effort.

"Come on kid...show your Daddy what a good cocksucker you are!"

Adam watched as the boy did his best to comply, but the truth was, Adam was
just too big. This was the same problem Drew had, except Trevor was older
and more experienced and Adam would never force his dick down his Son's
throat. This boy was going to need help with his near impossible job.

Adam reached around to the table and unscrewed the cap off an airline sized
bottle of Jack Daniels.

He gave Trevor a moment to enjoy his meat and then slowly pulled him off by
taking hold of his hair from the back in his fist. Trevor looked up, his
lips wet with spit and his face flushed with blood.

Adam brought the bottle down to his mouth and told him to drink.

He watched the boy swallow the entire contents of the bottle and he threw
it to the floor as he pushed his dick back inside the kid's
mouth. Immediately his dick felt the warmth of the liquor mixed with
Trevor's spit. He gave the bottle a minute to work its way through the
boy's bloodstream and then put his hand behind his head.

He pulled the boy closer and felt the kid's throat open much more than
before. Adam worked Trevor's mouth around his dick and started to fuck more
and more of his cock past his lips.

After a few minutes Adam had managed to push most of his head down the
kid's throat but it was still a strain for him. Adam worked at it over and
over, sinking his dick into the hungry boy until he started to gag, and
then pulling it back over his warm tongue.

Three minutes later Adam decided it was time for another bottle.

As soon as Trevor swallowed, Adam pushed his dick right back in the boy's
mouth. Tony zoomed in as Adam fucked Trevor with deeper strokes. His throat
was really starting to open up and the outline of Adam's rock like prick
was making an outline in the kid's neck.

Trevor was relaxing and allowing Adam to use his mouth like a pleasure
hole.

Adam gripped a fistful of hair and pumped his big cockhead in and out of
the boy's throat.

"That's it!" Adam told him. "You like that juicy dick don't you? Just relax
kid, I'll do all the work" Trevor's eyes looked up at Adam, the effects the
booze were evident.

The boy was almost there, but not quite. Adam slowly fucked his mouth with
long strokes, holding the kid's head still with one hand.

Tony zoomed in to Adam's huge prick sinking in and out of Trevor's
throat. He looked up at Adam and smiled, mouthing the word `Perfect' to
him, and making a circle with his thumb and forefinger.

Adam made sure Tony had a solid block of film before he gave Trevor the
third bottle and final bottle. He pulled out his dick until just the head
was in the boy's mouth and he let go of his hair.

Trevor's small hands immediately wrapped around Adam's huge baby-maker as
if the boy were afraid his favorite toy was being taken away. His mouth
sucked on the fat head and he looked up with hazy eyes to plead with Adam
not to stop.

Adam watched him nurse on his dick for a while, slowly taking the bottle
off the table and removing the cap. The boy's tongue was lapping at him and
Adam grinned in satisfaction that Trevor was his to use as he pleased.

He pushed his head back with one hand and poured the bottle into the kid's
mouth. Trevor drank it in one large gulp. Adam fisted his cock in front of
the boy, waiting for the liquor to slide down.

Trevor looked up at him and opened his mouth, begging to be fed. Adam
pushed his dick back inside and gave the boy a moment to suck the head
again before he started to fuck his big cock into his throat with long
strokes.

There was almost no resistance now. Adam's large prick sunk deep into the
boy's hungry mouth over and over again, and slipped easily into his throat.

"That's it! Suck that fucking cock! Swallow that big dick!"

Trevor made soft moaning sounds as he got his mouth fucked by Adam. He
looked up at his muscled, hairy chest and broad shoulders. The man's thick
arm was reaching out and holding him by the back of the head and his hips
moved back and forth as he fed the beastly prick to him.

It was like giving head to a god! Trevor was in heaven.

"You like that?" the man said to him. "My big dick tastes good huh?"

Trevor's mouth watered around the huge cock sinking in and out of his
throat. The man's deep voice was mesmerizing, not to mention the effect the
alcohol was having on his thin body.

"You gonna be a good boy for me?" he was saying to Trevor. He tried to nod
but Adam held him still with his hand.

"You gonna let me fuck that mouth?"

A groan managed to escape from Trevor and the big man must have understood
because he started to thrust his heavy stick right down Trevor's throat. He
didn't gag. The liquor in his system made him feel like a ragdoll. He felt
inch after throbbing inch of the man's enormous cock sink down his throat.

"That's it!" the man said to him. "EAT...THAT...FUCKING...DICK!"

Tony kept the lens focused on Trevor's mouth as Adam worked it over. Five
solid inches of the huge cock pumped through the kid's lips. Over and over,
Adam abused the boy's mouth, sending his prick down his slender throat.

Tony realized this was probably the physical limit to what Trevor could
do. Adam's dick was just too big. His beefy cock flared out at the bottom
and became thicker and thicker. It was a wonder the man could even stuff it
between his legs, let alone down someone's throat.

Adam pulled out and told Trevor to stick out his tongue. He slapped his
heavy meat against it, only to shove it back in and fuck Trevor's mouth
again.

"I know what you need boy!" he pushed into the kid's throat. "You were born
to suck dick. I know it, you know it, and your Daddy sure as hell knows it"

Trevor of course, was unable to respond. He wasn't fighting back at all, he
let Adam do all the work, moving his head back and forth and trying to
breathe whenever the man allowed him too.

Tony captured Trevor's spit flying out of his mouth as Adam hammered into
it with his fat prick.

The boy's throat bulged out with every thrust and he gasped for air when
Adam pulled back. It was incredible that the kid could take as much as he
did. Adam wasn't just a man, he was a big man, with an even bigger dick,
and Trevor was barely in puberty, with his thin body and small arms.

Adam took his dick out and slapped Trevor across the face. It wasn't that
hard but it rocked the boy on his knees. Adam tilted his head up by his
hair.

"You gonna suck it?" he barked at the boy.

Trevor nodded as best he could and Adam pushed his dick back inside the
boy's mouth and let go of his hair. Trevor's hands grabbed hold of Adam's
big legs and he pulled himself forward until the large cockhead sunk down
his own throat.

"Good boy!"

Trevor's lips gripped the fat shaft and he did his best to suck Adam's meat
while his throat was stuffed. He pulled back and nursed on the head for a
moment.

"BLOW ME!" Adam growled.

Once again Trevor moved forward until Adam's cock pushed down his
throat. His eyes looked up at the muscled man.

"That's it! You know what to do!"

Trevor held the cock in his throat for as long as his lungs would allow
before he pulled back. He sucked as hard as he could on the head, doing his
best to please the muscle man, but Adam became impatient after a moment.

"Spit it out!" he roared.

Trevor looked up, confused.

"SPIT IT THE FUCK OUT!"

Trevor let the dick fall from his mouth. It bobbed in front of him, slick
with his spit. Adam's hand came down and slapped his face.

"Didn't I just tell you to blow me?" he growled. "Are you gonna make me
repeat myself again?"

Trevor shook his head. "No sir" he said with a soft, shaking voice. His
face was flush with blood.

Adam pointed at his enormous prick.

"Swallow it!"

Trevor attacked Adam's juicy cock like an animal. He immediately pulled
forward until the throbbing meat was in his throat. He used the rest of his
mouth to suck hard on the rock-like flesh while his tongue lapped at the
underside of the shaft. He did his best to control his breathing and when
he couldn't take it anymore, he pulled back just long enough to fill his
lungs before taking the head back in his throat.

"That's it! Eat my big dick!"

Tony let out a breath. It was incredible to film. Adam was making the boy
fuck his own throat, his face still red from the slaps Adam gave him.

"You fucking faggot!"

After an agonizing minute Adam pushed Trevor's head away with one hand, his
dick bobbing up and down in the air. Trevor, to his credit, didn't wait to
be told what to do. He immediately moved back, grabbed Adam's legs again
and swallowed the large cock back in his mouth and worked it once more into
his throat.

Adam nodded to him, satisfied.

"That's a good boy! You learn fast"

He looked over to Tony with a big smile on his face. Tony shook his head in
disbelief. This was why Adam got top dollar for sex. He was a fucking
animal.

Adam watched patiently as Trevor swallowed his prick over and over. He
wanted to make the film as realistic as possible without actually hurting
the boy. He knew Trevor's Father wanted the boy roughed up, but Adam
couldn't bring himself to go much further. As it was Trevor was barely able
to breathe with the massive prick down his throat. By moving back, Adam was
giving him a chance to catch his breath and recover. He was hoping the
boy's Father would see it as a form of humiliation instead of just a
break. He just had to make it look good.

He looked at Trevor's red face. His handprint could still be seen on the
kid's cheeks, but Adam had done his best to make the slap as loud as
possible without doing the boy any harm. He flexed his hands into fists
over and over again, knowing Tony would film it to show his
aggression. When he slapped Trevor he cupped his palm to trap air inside,
which in turn, created a loud crack. Most of the contact with the boy came
from Adam's fingers. Had Adam used his real strength instead of a fraction
of it, Trevor would be unconscious, or at worst dead, from a broken neck.

He wasn't sure how much longer the kid would last the way he was
going. Adam pulled out his dick, while pushing Trevor back. This time he
really shoved him and he lost balance and fell to his back.

Adam turned and walked to the sofa, sitting on the edge. He spread his legs
and let his hand fall way down, just above the floor. He snapped his
fingers over and over.

"Here boy!" he called Trevor like a dog. "Come get your bone!"

Trevor lifted himself up and Adam was thankful he knew better than to rise
to his feet. Instead he crawled on his hands and knees to him, until he was
near his snapping fingers. Tony had to lift up the camera and quickly move
into place before he lost the shot, all the while keeping Adam's face out
of frame.

Adam's large hand grabbed Trevor's face and he started to knead at the soft
flesh, rubbing the kid's jaw as he did.

"Good boy"

Adam took hold of Trevor's hair and tilted his face up. He grabbed his dick
and slapped it all over his face, making sure not to hit Trevor's
nose. Adam's dick was so heavy he was afraid he would break the small bones
if he did.

"That's a big dick huh?" he said tersely. Trevor stuck out his tongue
without being told. The kid was good; Adam had to give him that. He was
almost a pro at this. He beat his meat against it and spit sailed into the
air. Then he took hold of his big balls and held them up to the boy. Trevor
began to lick at them like a starving kitten at a bowl of milk.

"That's it kid!"

Tony zoomed in and filmed Trevor for the next two minutes or so before Adam
made him stop. He held his dick out and Trevor took it in his mouth. He was
still on his hands and knees when he pushed forward, impaling himself on
Adam's dick. His throat bulged out again as the fat cockhead sunk inside.

"God Damn" Tony whispered to himself.

Adam patted him on the head. "That's it. Show your Daddy what a little
faggot you are!"

Trevor moaned. He was so far gone, Adam wasn't sure he could even
understand him anymore. His entire world revolved around the immense prick
between Adam's legs. It's what he lived for, every cell in his body calling
for it.

Adam took him by and hair and slowly pulled him off. He tilted his head up
and said, "Open"

Trevor opened his mouth and Adam spit right inside it. He pushed the boy
back to his dick and pulled him forward until his cockhead was throat deep
once more.

Adam repeated the cycle two more times.

Tony was beside himself. He had never filmed anything as erotic as
this. The domination Adam commanded was so natural to him that Tony was
lost in the act as well. He was such a powerful man and it was obvious to
Tony that he could do so much more, which made it so hot. Adam was holding
way back, and yet here was this kid, broken and near exhaustion trying to
please his new Master, when the truth was Adam hadn't even began to work on
him.

The camera took it all in. The differences were so apparent and had little
to do with size. Adam was a man, hands down. And Trevor was just a
boy. There was no contest. Trevor still wore his clothes, showing that his
pleasure meant nothing to Adam. This was all about service.

Adam drove the point home.

"You're lucky you're even getting this!" he said to Trevor. "A faggot
cocksucker like you doesn't deserve a big dick like mine!"

Trevor moaned.

"I shouldn't even let you suck it, after all the work you put me through!"
Adam spoke to Trevor as if no one else was in the room.

"You're a lot of trouble you know that? I don't know if you deserve my
cum!"

The boy made a noise of protest that damn near took out the sensitive
microphone. Not only did the noise surprise Tony but he almost lost hold of
the camera.

Trevor's response to his words alarmed Adam. The boy began to suck so hard
on his meat that his face turned red to purple. The boy's spit dripped to
the floor and he was pulling himself, on hands and knees, right into Adam's
crotch in a vain attempt to swallow the beastly prick. Adam couldn't let
the kid choke himself. He put on hand on Trevor's forehead to stop him from
coming any closer, even pushing him back a little to ease up the pressure
in his throat.

Trevor looked up at Adam, his eyes pleading to be let go.

"You want that don't you? A nice belly full of my cock milk!"

Trevor groaned and Adam let him suck his cock for another minute, making
sure the boy didn't move any further.

"Alright kid" Adam said with a smile. "You want a drink?"

Trevor's yes came out as a muffled cry but the meaning was understood by
all. Adam pushed him back until just the head of his dick was in the boy's
mouth.

"SUCK HARD!"

And for three of the longest minutes in Tony's life, he filmed Trevor
frantically sucking Adam's huge prick, the man's massive hand firmly
holding his head at bay.

"DRINK IT FAGGOT!"

And Adam came inside Trevor's mouth.

To Tony, the camera saw Adam's shaft swell up, throbbing with power, while
Trevor's cheeks puffed out with the copious offering Adam fed the boy. He
swallowed fast but immediately began to cough. Adam had continued to pump
more cum into him and it blasted out of Trevor's tightly clamped lips,
raining white cream down on the floor.

Adam never doubted that Trevor would be unable to swallow his cum. Like
Drew he was just too small, but unlike his Son, Adam let him try. When the
kid began to cough after the first wave Adam had to push him back just a
little or risk flooding his lungs with cum. He couldn't help but feel proud
of himself as his cum splashed down on the floor. Adam was a real man, with
a big dick and big balls. No kid was a match for him, not even a cocksucker
like Trevor.

To Trevor, it felt as if a volcano had erupted in his mouth. Never in his
life had a man's cum shot so forcefully against his throat. Not only was it
powerful, it was abundant. The man came like a lion! It took everything
Trevor had to swallow his first mouthful of cum before it flooded out of
his mouth.

"Jesus" Tony said, watching Adam cum into the boy's mouth.

Adam looked down. Four waves in total came out of his mighty cock for the
boy to swallow, only one of which he took. The rest ran down his hard shaft
and down the boy's chin, coating the floor with cum.

He waited until Trevor recovered. To the boy's credit, he never moved off
Adam's cock, he just coughed around it. As soon as he was able, he sucked
at the big prick, swallowing quickly as he did.

When he couldn't get any more cream from the head, he pulled off and began
to lick at the heavy shaft until it was clean. Next he fingered his own
chin, stuffing whatever cum he could find into his hungry mouth.

Adam pointed to the floor.

"Damn kid! I thought you were a cocksucker not just a faggot in training!"

Trevor dropped his head to the floor and licked at the cum. Adam pointed to
different spots and Trevor moved there with his busy tongue to eat it all
up.

"Didn't know you were gonna drink from a fire hose did you?"

Trevor didn't comment he had cleaning to do.

Adam grabbed his hair and yanked him up. He pried open Trevor's jaw and
spit inside his mouth.

"Faggot!"

Trevor swallowed Adam's spit with obvious pleasure. He opened his mouth
wide, wanting more.

Adam laughed at him and lightly slapped his face, still holding him by the
hair with the other hand.

Trevor groaned begging for more. Again Adam slapped him, just hard enough
to make his skin redden, and then he leaned in and spit in the boy's mouth.

Trevor swallowed it hungrily and opened his mouth again, but Adam would
have none of it.

"You had your chance!" He pushed Trevor away with the hand holding his
hair. The boy tumbled to the floor on his back. "Get the fuck away from
me!"

Adam stood up and stuffed his dick back in his jeans. He slowly pulled up
the zipper and buckled his belt. Trevor lay at his feet looking up at his
Master.

Even after he came, Adam sported a huge bulge. He pointed to his feet.

"Kiss my boots!"

Trevor scooted up and kissed both of Adam's work boots. He lifted himself
back to his knees and looked up, waiting for more orders. Adam held out one
hand and Trevor kissed it first and then began to lick at it like a puppy.

Tony pulled the camera back to show Adam standing in front of Trevor while
the boy licked at his fingers.

He ended the film there.




Trevor was passed out on the bed. Tony turned to Adam and said, "You could
have been a little rougher with him"

Adam sighed. "Yeah, well I'm not in the habit of fucking little boys in the
throat. I slapped him a few times, talked rough to him...his Dad should get
off on it"

"Oh, I'm sure he will. I think he'll want another film after he sees this
one. I can only imagine what he'll pay to see you fuck him"

"That boy could barely take me in his mouth let alone his ass"

Tony shrugged. "He's had more experience than you think. His Dad pimps him
out for the right price. That kid has done it all"

"Not with me he hasn't. You may have noticed I'm a little bigger than the
average punk off the street"

Tony smiled. "Yeah, I've noticed!" He looked over the boy. "I'll put this
away and stay with him until he sobers up some, then I'll get him to the
airport"

Adam shook his head. "No, I'll stay with him. You take care of the film;
I'll make sure he gets back"

Tony's brow creased. "You sure? You don't have to do the legwork, you'll
get paid"

"I know, it's just...he's a fucking kid. I don't want to leave him like
this" Adam waved at Trevor.

Tony poked him in the ribs. "If you fuck him and don't let me film it, I'm
gonna kill you!"

Adam laughed. "Yeah, like that's gonna happen. You can film it in the
emergency room, now get out of here!"

Tony packed up the camera and left for his studio to finalize the DVD for
his client. He would make sure Adam's face was removed from any scenes that
may have captured him and that his voice would be amplified if it dropped
out during any good parts.

Adam sat at the foot of the bed after Tony left and turned on the
television, making sure the volume was low. He waited for a good four hours
until Trevor stirred behind him. The boy looked at him with sleepy eyes.

"How do feel?"

Trevor sat up. "I'm fine, just a little tired" He got up and went to the
bathroom. Adam told him he would take him back to the airport when he was
ready. He suggested that he take a shower to wake up.

Once Trevor came out and dressed they walked to Adam's truck and drove off
to the airport.

"Your father is pretty rich"

Trevor smiled. "Yeah we have a big house and a jet"

Adam seemed at a loss for words but he wanted to make sure Trevor was
alright.

"Did you...you know, have a good time?"

Trevor nodded. "Yeah, you're big. I've never been with anyone like you
before"

"I heard you did this sort of thing a lot"

"Well most of it isn't filmed" Trevor told him. "My Dad likes to watch it
live, so he brings in a new boy for me or a man every now and then. We have
a studio in the basement that we use for shows"

"Just you're Dad?"

"No, sometimes he brings friends over, or clients, I really don't know"

Adam didn't respond mostly because he didn't know how. Trevor broke the ice
next.

"I saw the film you made with your Son. He's cute"

"Yeah, he's a good boy" Adam looked at him. "You watch movies like that
with your Father?"

Trevor nodded. "Oh yeah, he says I have to. It keeps me interested. That's
why I have Lars"

"Who's Lars?"

"He's my bodyguard if anyone asks, but Dad mostly pays him to have sex with
me while he watches. He's big like you but his dick is smaller. Dad likes
it when he spanks me"

Trevor waited a moment and said, "I thought you would spank me to or hit me
at least"

Adam looked forward. "I'm not used to that sort of thing. Verbal is one
thing but I don't like to hurt little kids"

Trevor paused. "Oh" It seemed as if he were surprised as if everyman liked
those things. "Does your Son make movies with other men too?"

"NO" Adam said, a little too sternly. "He only has sex with me"

"Wow, I'm jealous. I was hoping we could make another film together"

Adam looked at the boy. "How's your face?"

Trevor understood what he meant. "Oh, I'm fine. You didn't hurt me at all"

They were almost to the airport. Tony told Adam where to go. There was a
private landing pad for personal jets and Trevor would be met at the
entrance.

As they came near Adam saw a big man, smaller than him but big nonetheless,
standing outside a metal gate. He was blonde, maybe German.

"Is that Lars?"

Trevor nodded. "Yeah"

As they parked Adam said, "You're a good boy Trevor. I had a great time"

"Thanks!"

They left the truck and Adam walked him up to Lars.

"Go inside and buckle up, we're taking off soon" the blonde man
said. Trevor waved to Adam and ran off to the jet.

"Was he good?" the man asked Adam.

"Yeah, he was great. He did everything I told him too" Adam replied, hoping
the report would get back to Trevor's Dad.

"I saw your movies. Your Son is hot" Lars continued.

Adam would normally have dropped him to the floor for saying that but he
didn't want to jeopardize Trevor's relationship with his own Father, or
Lars for that matter. Instead he smiled, "Yeah, he's a wildcat"

"I'm sure a three-way or even swap would work if you asked for it. You're a
favorite of my boss you know"

Adam nodded. "Well, unless your dick is bigger than mine, I don't think my
boy would go for it. He's sort of a one man kind of kid"

Lars looked him over. "Oh, well maybe you can change his mind"

He held out his hand and Adam reluctantly shook it.

"Got to go" Lars said. "I have to think of some way to spend the time with
Trevor on the ride back" he grinned.

Adam waved to him as he left and drove home.

When he walked in the door there was a message from him from Miss Benet,
his lawyer.




Adam stood just outside the door of the conference room with his
lawyer. She put her hand on his arm to get his attention.

"This is how it's going to work" She said looking him in the eyes. "I do
ALL the talking. You sit there and do your best to look uninterested and
more importantly unemotional! Martin Fisk is the lawyer for all four boys
and he's going to do everything he can to find your weakness.

Expect him to bring Drew's name up and threaten you with all kinds of
ridiculous things.

Remember, he's just fishing around. He won't know what hurts you until you
break down in front of him. So...I, do ALL the talking and you just sit
there. Understand?"

Adam nodded his head and they walked into the arbiter's office side by
side.

Inside the room was a large wooden table with a woman at one end manning a
dictation machine and an official looking man at the other that Adam
assumed was the arbiter. Directly across was a man in an expensive suit
with two teenage boys on either side of him. Pete, the boy who suffered the
broken nose and jaw, sat to his right with Eddie, the boy who actually
pushed Drew. The other two sat on Mr. Fisk's left.

The arbiter made all the appropriate introductions and explained the ground
rules to both lawyers.

This meeting was specifically set up to see if an agreement could be made
by both parties without the involvement of a judge. If both sides agreed to
settle then the matter would go no further.

Mr. Fisk began.

His rendering of the events were elaborate to say the least. He stressed
the amount of physical damage done to his clients, waving his hand at Pete
who was bandaged up and looking every bit as if Adam had pummeled him.  His
eyes kept glancing at Adam, probing for a weakness.

Adam sat there and said nothing.

Miss Benet, Adam's lawyer, sat calming across from Mr. Fisk as he went on
and on.

"So as you can see, Mr. Blake has a great deal to answer for and my
clients, two of which are minors, need to be made whole as a result of his
direct actions"

Miss Benet waited for him to finish. He pushed a slip of paper to her with
a dollar amount that she didn't bother to show Adam. She crumpled it in her
fist and tossed it back to Fisk.

"Let's make one thing clear Mr. Fisk. Your clients are not the angels you
make them out to be" She reached into her briefcase and began to pull out
four folders, one of which was noticeably thicker than the rest.

"Timothy Barret" she began, pointing to the first minor. "Shoplifting,
petty theft, underage drinking, destruction of property!" She tossed the
folder aside and opened the next one.

"John Rogers" she pointed to the next boy. "Underage drinking, vandalism,
truancy, suspension, and..." her eyes lit up at Mr. Fisk, "possession of
marijuana!" She tossed his folder aside and opened the third.

"Pete Masters" nodding to the boy who Adam had punched in the
face. "Destruction of government property, possession of narcotics, and
arson!"

Finally she fingered the fourth folder and looked at Eddie.

"Do I need to open this one as well?"

The boy was visibly nervous and Miss Benet knew he was aware of the
contents even if his lawyer wasn't.

Mr. Fisk leaned in and answered her. "Well as I've said before, two of my
clients are minors and they have sealed records"

Miss Benet shook her head. "No Mr. Fisk. If you intend on taking this to
court you're going to have to prove the state of mind of my client" She
waved to Adam. "Once you do that; credibility comes into play, and these
records become admissible" She tapped the files with one long fingernail.

Mr. Fisk sighed. "Well I was hoping it wouldn't come to this Miss Benet,
but if you insist I'll subpoena Drew Blake and cross examine him on the
stand" He looked over to Adam with a slight smirk on his face. "It might
take hours before I'm done"

Adam tensed up. The table was high and his hands were out of sight or
Mr. Fisk would have seen them ball into fists. It took everything he had to
hold his composure, his leg brushed up against Miss Benet but she ignored
him. Adam needed three things: Drew's complete absence from this, all
charges against him to be dropped, and enough money to pay not only his
lawyer but the boy with the hospital bills as well.

Adam had the last one covered already. Miss Benet didn't ask any questions
about where the money came from.

She tapped all ten fingers on the table and slowly pushed the large folder
she had been saving, until it was directly in front of her.

"That is your right as an attorney Mr. Fisk" she said. If his threat
bothered her it certainly didn't show. Her dark eyes lifted up and leveled
right at Eddie. "And once he's done questioning an year old boy that was
physically assaulted by your group, I'm going to put you on the stand Mr.

Harper, and find out what exactly you were doing with a child...all
alone...for that un- witnessed period of time"

Adam didn't know what she was doing. Eddie had shoved Drew to the ground
after he asked for money; even the boy himself stated that. He glanced over
to Miss Benet but she was holding Eddie's gaze and whatever was in that
folder had a definite effect on him.

Mr. Fisk looked at Eddie for a moment. "Miss Benet, if you're implying
something sinister happened between Mr. Harper and your clients Son, that's
news to me"

She waved Fisk off. "But not to Eddie..." She kept her eyes on the
boy. "Isn't that right Eddie?"

Before he could answer she flipped open the large folder in front of her
and pushed at the first page.

"September 12th, 2002: Indecent exposure to a minor" she said softly never
taking her eyes from Eddie. Her finger pushed at the next page.

"November 9th, 2003: Lewd acts with a child"

Mr. Fisk looked at Eddie, clearly surprised by the revelations.

"January 6th 2004: Sodomy...with a minor"

The statement fell like a bomb in the room. Large beads of sweat coated
Eddie's brow. Mr. Fisk again tried for a Hail-Mary save.

"He was a minor during those times"

Miss Benet wasn't dissuaded. "Not anymore. Edward Harper will be 19 years
old as of August of this year" now she looked at Fisk. "You wanna bring an
eight year old boy into court and make him cry in front of a judge?"

"There are no allegations he did anything besides push the child down!"
Fisk barked.

Miss Benet shook her head. "I don't know that" She looked at Pete. "An
impressionable eight year old boy; traumatized by a teenage with a history
of sexual violence..." She shrugged her shoulders. "Well, there's no
telling what will surface under cross examination. That boy might remember
all sorts of things that Mr. Harper did to him" She glanced at Adam. "Of
course April Anderson's testimony will reflect the, shall we say,
inappropriate language Mr. Harper used on the boy, and the court can make
its own conclusions." Miss Benet looked at the folder.

"I believe her exact description was..." she pointed to a line on the
paper. "...lewd"

Fist was furious. Miss Benet had pulled Pete apart piece by piece.

"I have another witness to Mr. Blake's actions!" Fisk barked.

Miss Benet laughed. "You mean Maxwell Poston?" She reached in her case and
pulled out the thickest file yet and allowed it to pound into the wooden
table, demonstrating its weight. "Mr.

Poston has had a change of heart. Apparently he doesn't want his past to
haunt him" She tapped his file. "Of course if that's what YOU want
Mr. Fisk, I'd be happy to fill in the judge...and local community...with
the exploits of your clients past deeds" She looked at Eddie.

"Did you know that if you violate the conditions of your parole as a minor,
that your sealed record becomes admissible?"

Before Fisk could respond Eddie jumped up.

"Forget this. I'm out!" he shouted. Fisk tried to get him to sit back down
but he pulled away from the man. "NO! I'm not letting this get out!"

Miss Benet addressed him. "Well, that's up to your lawyer. All these boys
are accusing Mr.

Blake of violence and I'm afraid your sordid past just might come out"

Eddie looked frantically at Tim Barret. "Tim! Forget this, let's go, we
don't need to be a part of this!"

The younger boy was clearly controlled by Eddie. He stood up to face him,
nodding his head as he moved. Eddie grabbed his arm and pulled him away.

"We're out!" he said to Miss Benet. "Forget about it!"

Mr. Fisk had lost all control. Eddie and Tim had stormed out of the room,
leaving him with two less clients. Miss Benet waited for the commotion to
settle and then faced Pete.

"Well Mr. Masters. I can't help but notice your dwindling circle of
friends"

Fisk put his hand on Pete's arm to keep him calm.

"Out of everyone here, you're the only one with a real complaint" She
looked through his file for a moment. "Here's the deal Peter. Mr. Blake
will pay for all your medical bills...no pain...no suffering! You in turn
will drop all charges against him. Otherwise we go to court and..." She
pushed the stack of files forward. "...the past that you and your friends
are trying so hard to keep hidden, will come out. Especially your friend
Edward, who I will personally lay before the court with VIGOROUS attention
to detail" She looked at Pete. "How do you think he'll feel about you after
that comes out? I would imagine it would be nothing short of betrayal. But
I'm not a teenage boy. Unless of course you intend on moving? Is that it?
Are you planning on going away?"

The battle was lost and Mr. Fisk knew it. He looked over to Pete who was
looking at the floor in deep thought. The boy was devastated by her words.

"It will be tough for a boy your age to stay in the same town after such a
betrayal...at least I would think" Miss Benet finished.

Mr. Fisk cleared his throat. "We'll need a day to consider your offer"

Miss Benet leveled her eyes at him with a nasty glare. "You have thirty
seconds!"

Fisk turned to Pete and put his hand on the boy's shoulder. He leaned down
and spoke in his ear.

Pete nodded.

"Alright Miss Benet, you have a deal!"

Fisk stood up and shook her hand. She moved to the door but Adam walked by
her and stood before Pete. She watched him carefully, not sure what he was
about to do.

Adam held out his hand. "I'm sorry I hurt you so bad. You're just a kid, I
should have known better"

Pete looked up at the large man and they shook hands.

Once outside and out of sight, Adam turned to Miss Benet.

"GOD DAMN!" he grinned. "That was incredible!"

She smiled at him. "Eddie's folder came in this morning. It might has well
have been stamped with the words `Christmas in July'! Everything was riding
on Pete's relationship with the others, because without him, the others
have no case" She patted her briefcase. "Who said peer pressure was a bad
thing!"

Adam hugged her.

"So no court papers will be filed? There's no way my ex-wife can use this
against me?"

Miss Benet shook her head. "No, it's all over!"

They walked to the parking lot and parted ways. Miss Benet called over her
shoulder.

"Stay out of trouble!"



CHAPTER SIX Adam sat in his pickup truck waiting for Drew to
arrive. Charles had made the arrangements with Sue and for the first time,
he was going to have his Son for more than a week. In his hand he turned
over a brochure he had picked up from the library when he had returned some
of Drew's books.

There was a field trip of sorts to a space center, restricted to boys and
girls around Drew's age.

Adam thought it would be great for his Son to attend. He knew how much Drew
loved that stuff and for once he would be able to give something to his Son
that his ex-wife hadn't.  Money was no longer a problem since he was paid
handsomely for the film he made with Trevor.

He looked up when he heard a car approach. It was Charles.

Adam stepped out of his truck and waited by the door until Charles stopped
the car. Drew bounded out of the back seat and ran over to him, throwing
his arms around his Dad's big leg and burying his face against the meaty
thigh. Adam's hand came down and pressed against his Son's back.

Charles came up and stuck out his hand for Adam to shake. His slender hand
was engulfed by the large man and as usual, Charles felt extremely
small. He gripped the strong hand with as masculine a squeeze as he could
muster, all the while trying to make it seem natural. If Adam was
impressed, Charles couldn't tell.

"Well..." He stammered. "He's all yours. Sue and I will be leaving
tonight. You may not be able to reach us if something happens but just
leave a message if you need to"

Adam nodded his head and Charles went to the trunk and brought out Drew's
bags. He put them in the back of Adam's pickup truck and patted Drew on the
back.

"Take care Drew, have fun with your Dad"

Drew said goodbye and climbed into the back of the truck while his Dad put
on his seatbelt. He leaned forward and breathed in his Father's masculine
smell.

Adam looked up to see Charles drive away and then he smiled down at Drew,
giving his Son a soft kiss on the lips.

"I love you baby" he said gently and ruffed up the boy's hair with one
hand.

Drew grinned up at him. "I love you too Dad"

As they drove back to the house, Adam told Drew about the space camp trip
and watched as the boy's eyes lit up. The trip was in two days, which gave
them plenty of time to be together.  Adam still needed to tie up one more
loose end with a certain checkout girl, and the field trip was the perfect
time to take care of her.

Adam swung into a drive-thru and picked up some food for diner. When they
arrived at the house Adam got out of the truck and handed the food to Drew
so he could take his bags inside. Drew bounded up the stairs, pulled his
key out of his shirt and unlocked the door. He put the food in the kitchen
and waited for his Dad.

Adam used his foot and shut the door behind him but that was as far into
the house as he got. Drew threw his arms around his waist and squeezed him
tight.

"Easy tiger! Let me put the bags down first"

Drew looked up at his Dad, his eyes running down the strong body and to his
Father's leather belt.

He reached up and ran his fingers across the cold buckle.

"I like your belt"

Adam gazed down at his handsome Son. "I know you like unbuckling it" he
said with playful eyes.

Drew wrapped his arms around his Father's large thigh and hugged it
tight. Adam sighed and waited for his boy would let him go.

"Angel..." he said. Drew didn't move away. Adam licked at his lips, getting
them wet and bent down.

"Hey!" he called for his Son's attention. When Drew looked up Adam said,
"Give me a kiss"

Drew had to let go in order to kiss his Dad who towered over him, exactly
what Adam wanted. Their lips pressed against each other and as soon as the
kiss was broken, Adam quickly moved toward his bedroom.

"Go sit down and eat, I'll be right there"

Drew smiled and watched his muscled Father walk away. He did as he was told
and sat at the table as he rummaged through the bags for his burger. As he
pulled open the wrapper he noticed a folded piece of paper on the table. It
had a date and time on it, tomorrow afternoon to be exact.

The floor creaked as his Dad's weight moved across it and Drew looked up.

"What's this for Dad?"

Adam glanced down at the paper as he opened the refrigerator door. He took
out a beer and twisted off the cap as he sat next to his Son.

"It's for us"

Drew looked confused as he bit into his burger. Adam pulled the wrapper off
his food and took a bite.

"The movie we talked about making?" he said to remind Drew.

The boy's bright blue eyes lit up. "Oh yeah!"

Drew took a large bite of his burger. Adam watched him eat with awe. The
boy was like a vacuum when it came to food. Drew could eat the whole day
and burn it off just as quickly. His energy was boundless and Adam saw the
toll it took on him every night, when Drew dropped into a deep coma like
sleep. Of course the next day, he was fully charged and ready for more
which made it all the worse for Adam.

There was one way to tire him out Adam thought to himself, feeling his big
cock swell up in his pants.

Drew smiled at him as they ate. It took a great deal of effort not to put
his arms around the angelic boy and hug him tight. They talked about the
film and Adam cleaned up shortly after, wiping Drew's mouth off with a
napkin. Drew, like all children, never seemed to know, or care for that
matter, that they were dirty. He told Drew to wash his hands and as he took
out a beer felt his boy's arms wrap themselves around his large thigh.

He looked down at his beautiful Son, his cock already responding from his
touch. He rubbed the silky blonde hair and pushed him away playfully. He
moved over to the sofa and sat down, Drew fast on his heels.

He came up to Adam, his small body between the man's legs and kissed him on
the mouth. Adam kissed him back and he felt Drew tug at his arm. He wanted
him to raise it up so Adam complied and watched as the boy dove in and
began to breathe deeply in his armpit.

Adam sat forward a little and took hold of Drew's neck. He pulled the boy
back and kissed his mouth, sending his tongue inside for his Son to
suck. He moved back and lifted up his other arm, pushing the boy down.

"Breathe that in" he said as if Drew needed any encouragement.

Drew came up a minute later and kissed his Father again. His hands ran
across his Dad's big chest and the man obligingly lifted up his arms one at
a time to let the boy squeeze his biceps. That was one of Drew's favorite
things and Adam let him play as much as he wanted.

"They're like rocks" the boy said with clear admiration in his voice, his
small fingers running across the tight skin. Adam pulled Drew's head
forward.

"Kiss it!"

The boy's lips connected with his Father's flesh and Adam couldn't help but
smile at his Son. The boy loved him almost as much as he loved the boy.
Adam brought his arm down, moved his head forward and gave the boy a kiss
that couldn't be mistaken for anything but lust.

He sat back slightly, smiled at Drew and lifted his other arm up, his bicep
flexing like marble. Adam nodded to it and Drew grinned as he moved to kiss
it as well.

As Drew finished Adam brought his right arm back up once more. Drew laughed
and went for the hard muscle with his moist lips. Over and over, side to
side, Drew was made to kiss first one bicep and then the other. Finally
Adam scooped the boy up and hugged his tight, kissing his mouth again.

"I love you kitten"

Drew's eyes lit up.

"I love you too Daddy"

They smiled at each other and Adam said, "Are you just gonna play with your
Daddy's muscles all night or are you gonna give me a blowjob?"

Drew beamed in delight. Adam released his hold on the boy and Drew slid
down the length of his body until he was on his knees happily between his
Father's legs. His small hands ran up his Dad's meaty thighs and began to
knead at the throbbing mound between them.

Adam's dick ragged inside his pants. Once again the boy woke the beast
inside of him. Drew's soft hands squeezed his hard shaft and Adam felt as
if he were in heaven. He would have unzipped his pants and gave the boy
what he wanted but he knew he would catch hell if he tried. Half the fun
for Drew was opening his presents all on his own.

Long minutes past as Drew played with his bulge. Adam couldn't stand it
much longer.

"DREW!" he said in fevered anxiety.

The angelic boy smiled at him. "Ok Daddy"

The boy reached for his zipper and Adam threw his head back.

Finally! He thought to himself.




Tony turned the camera on framing Adam's thick legs spread apart with a
large bulge inside his jeans. He was wearing a leather mask over his head
that covered his hair, forehead and eyes, leaving his scruffy jaw
exposed. A gray tee shirt stretched over his thickly muscled chest and
arms, straining where his biceps were at their largest.

This was the third film Adam was making with his Son but unlike that last
one, this was for multiple buyers, making it necessary for Adam to be
covered up.

Tony panned the camera up, taking in Adam's incredible body. He gave him a
sign that he had enough and Adam called for Drew to come in. The boy was
wearing jeans as well and a white tee shirt with a soccer logo on the
front. He stood in front of his Dad and Adam took him by the arm.

"You've been a bad little boy Son" he growled at Drew. If the boy was
scared it certainly didn't show. In fact the way Drew's eyes ran across his
Father's body spoke to his eagerness to be there.

Adam moved forward until he sat on the very edge of the sofa and patted the
inside of his thigh. He released Drew's arm and the boy obediently laid
himself across his Dad's meaty leg. Adam reached down and grabbing him by
the crotch, pulling him up until his ass was in the air, and then began to
squeeze it. Drew let out a soft moan as his Dad rubbed at his sensitive
body.

Tony zoomed in until he framed Adam's large hands groping Drew's ass and
every now and then, dipping deep between the boy's legs to rub at his
crotch. Drew spread his legs apart to give his Dad more room and Adam took
full advantage of the offer.

After one hard squeeze he gave Drew a light slap on his ass.

"You gonna listen to what I tell you?"

Drew squirmed around on his Father's big thigh and moaned something that
could have been yes.

Adam could feel the boy's hard dick pressed into his leg. Drew loved every
minute of this.  Adam slapped him again, a little harder this time.

"Bad little boy" he said deeply.

Adam put one hand on Drew's back to pin him to his leg and started to spank
him. Drew began to groan and Adam could feel his Son's dick throb.

"You better not be enjoying this!" he said loudly, giving the boy a few
more slaps. He pulled his Son to his feet and turned him around so Tony
could film him. Drew's face was red and he was breathing deeply but it was
clear the boy was in a blissful state. Tony panned down to see Drew
sporting a hell of a boner between his legs that made his jeans tent out in
front of him.

Adam pulled Drew back until he was pressed against his chest and looked
over the boy's shoulder.

"Is your dick hard?"

Drew shook his head.

"No" he said, clearly not telling the truth. Adam reached around and pulled
at Drew's jeans, framing the boy's prick underneath. He ran one large thumb
up and down the boy's cock making him groan.

"That's not your dick?" he asked, looking at Drew. The boy shook his head,
smiling at his Dad.

"Rub it then" he told his Son.  Drew reached down with one hand and began
to massage his hard cock between his legs. Tony zoomed in to frame Adam's
large hands holding the boy's pants tight while Drew's small hand worked on
his throbbing meat.  When Tony pulled back he caught Drew breathing
quickly.

"So what is that then?" Adam asked. Drew turned his head and smiled at his
Dad then he took hold of his Father's hand and pulled it over his
crotch. With both hands Drew made his Father feel the rock hard prick
between his legs and rub at it with his big fingers. Drew turned his head,
stuck out his tongue and licked Adam on the cheek.

"Daddy" he breathed heavily.

"That's a bad little boy"

Drew stuck out his tongue again. Adam looked at him for a moment and then
met it with his own.

Tony filmed as Father and Son played with each other. Adam pulled back his
tongue and Drew leaned over to get it back. Adam flicked at it a few times.

"Horny little fucker" he growled.

Drew looked down and continued to use his Father's hand to rub at his hard
prick. Adam looked over his shoulder.

"Why are you so hard?" he asked, not expecting an answer. He knew that Drew
was getting lost in his pleasure and Adam would have to carry most of the
vocals for the movie.

"You've been thinking about that big dick between my legs?"

Drew managed to nod his head while he used his Dad's hand. Adam could feel
the boy's dick straining against his jeans. Knowing how quickly Drew got
off, Adam needed to distract him from the pleasure he was feeling. He
pulled Drew to the side and spread his legs apart. He nodded down at his
bulging crotch.

"You want that?"

Drew nodded and without asking moved his hand to his Father's mound and
started to rub it. Adam watched his Son's kneading his crotch with his
small fingers. As usual whenever Adam felt his Son's touch, his dick
responded immediately. His big cock swelled with lust for the young boy and
Adam's eyes moved from between his legs to Drew's face.

"That's a bad boy" he said, making no move to stop him from rubbing his
crotch. Adam leaned back on both his hands and watched Drew work.

"Playing with your Daddy's dick like that..." he continued, mesmerizing
Drew with his words.

Drew's other hand came in and began to work at the large cock between
Adam's legs.

"You're just a little boy"

Drew increased the pressure, squeezing and pulling at Adam's heavy meat.

"My dick is way too big for you"

Drew moaned and his eyes looked up at his Dad; they were glazed over with
lust.

"You think about it all the time don't you?"

Drew nodded.

"You think about playing with it?"

Again Drew nodded, his breathing becoming labored.

"You think about sucking on it?"

Drew groaned and actually said yes with a clear voice. At this point Adam
could tell that Tony's presence had completely left his Son's mind.

Adam shook his head and licked at his lips as if disappointed.

"What am I gonna do with you?"

Drew couldn't take it any longer; he dropped to his knees and pushed his
head between his Father's legs. Adam watched as he rubbed his face against
his throbbing bulge. Tony moved the camera around to get the boy in a
semi-profile shot.

"That's a bad little boy Son. You know you shouldn't be doing that"

Drew didn't stop and Adam did nothing to push him away. His big cock
throbbed violently in his pants as his Son caressed it with his face. Drew
looked up for a moment; his large blue eyes wrapped themselves around Adam
like a warm blanket. He opened his mouth and licked at Adam's bulge.

Adam threw his head back.

"Fuck" he moaned.

Drew began to take long laps at his Father's crotch, his eyes looking to
him for approval. Adam managed to stare back at him. His voice wasn't as
steady as before, but Adam did his best to keep up the act.

"Look at you Son. Look at what you're doing to your Daddy"

Drew's mouth opened and he began to bite at Adam's hard shaft.

"You need to stop that boy"

Drew worked his way around the pulsing mound with his mouth, heedless of
his Dad's words.

Adam continued to sit back, his legs spread as he watched his Son, making
no move to push the boy away.

"You trying to eat that big dick little boy?"

Drew moaned.

"You got some wish to choke to death?"

One of Adam's hands came up and pulled Drew into his crotch, rubbing the
boy's face with it.

"Is that what you want? You wanna suck your Daddy's big dick?"

Drew growled with hunger and let his Father move his head around with his
strong hand.

Adam worked his fingers into Drew's blonde hair and made a fist. On camera
it looked painful but Adam was an expert at manipulation and Drew's hair
was long enough that he could make the act believable.

He pulled Drew back, took hold of his bulge with his other hand and shook
it in front of the boy's face.

"Kiss it!"

Drew immediately obeyed and gave his Dad's crotch a kiss. Adam let go of
his hair but still held his mound.

"Did I tell you to stop? Kiss it kid!"

Drew dove back inside and slobbered kisses all over Adam's bulge and big
fingers.

Adam pushed him back with a hand to the chest and took hold of the boy's
head from both sides.

Each hand began to rub the soft cheeks of his Son's face and then he stuck
two fingers into Drew's mouth.

The boy sucked on them instantly.

Adam pulled them out, rubbed Drew's face again, and then fed him more
fingers to suck. Tony zoomed in on Drew's wet mouth as his Dad probed it
over and over again.

"What am I gonna do with you kid?"

Adam stood up lifting Drew by the arm as he did. The boy ascended into the
air as if he was a kite and Adam carried him over to a padded table. He
made Drew stand on it and unceremoniously pulled off the boy's shirt and
pants until he was completely naked.

Drew's small cock was rock hard and throbbing in the air. Adam grabbed one
of his legs and pulled the boy forward enveloping his dick in one gulp. He
sucked hard on his Son's cock and Drew cried out in pleasure. Adam moved
back and watched his Son's prick bob in the air. He blew on it for a moment
and sucked it back in his mouth. He ran his tongue across the entire
surface of his boy's enraged prick and Drew struggled to hump into his
Father's face.

Adam spit it out and pulled Drew down on his back. He took his time and
began to strap the small boy down with large, soft pads of fabric. Each leg
was tied to a post of the table and his arms were tied together above his
head.

Then Adam began to work.

He used his hands first and ran them across every inch of the boy's
flawless flesh. He moved slowly and watched as Drew shivered in delight.

Tony realized he hadn't swallowed in a while and gulped down a mouthful of
spit. He was so worked up from watching the two of them interact he almost
forgot why he was there. He zoomed in to Drew's face to capture his intense
reaction to his Father's touch.

Adam reached down and lifted Drew up by his ass and swallowed the boy's
cock whole. He sucked hard on the boy's throbbing shaft and rubbed his
rough face between the kid's soft thighs. Drew laughed in delight and
bucked on the table as he was pleasured out of his mind. His straps held
him steady while Adam ravaged his young flesh.

Adam set him back down and stuck his middle finger in Drew's mouth. The boy
sucked on it while he looked deeply into his Dad's eyes. Something about
the mask he was wearing made Drew shake with desire. Adam slowly drew it
out and moved his hand between his Son's legs and began to gently probe at
the kid's virgin ass.

Drew moaned and attempted to spread his legs apart. He loved this and Adam
knew it.

He carefully pushed his finger into his boy's hole and slowly twisted his
hand. He watched Drew's reaction as if he didn't know what it would be. The
boy cried out as he pushed his large finger inside his body. There was no
mistaking the kid's pleasure and Tony filmed it for all time.

Drew might as well have been lit on fire. His body rolled from head to toe
and he cried out like an animal in heat. Adam watched as the boy's dick
pulsed in the air begging for attention. He worked at his Son's hole,
loving the way Drew craved his touch.

Adam leaned down and gently blew at the hard boy cock. It throbbed high in
the air and Drew pushed his hips up in hopes that his Dad would suck on
him. But Adam wasn't about to let him off so easily. The man's soft lips
touched his Son's dick for just a moment and quickly pulled back up.

Drew groaned in protest and Adam grinned. He leaned down and let the boy's
cock rub against his scruffy face and watched as it throbbed wildly in the
air. Drew moaned.

"Please Daddy!"

Adam made the boy beg for almost a full minute before he gave in. If that
kid ever gets wind of what I'll do for him, I'm in deep trouble, Adam
thought as he engulf his Son's cock and sucked deeply on it. He kept his
finger in his Son's ass and held the kid's small hips to his mouth as he
ate Drew's young prick.

Tony had none of Drew's cock to film because it was completely in Adam's
mouth. He framed the man's large hand working the boy's small ass over and
made sure to get all of Drew's moaning on film instead.

Before the boy could cum, Adam let his cock fall from his mouth and he took
his finger away from his ass. He undid the straps holding Drew's legs still
and instead tied them up on a bar above the bed. Now the boy's legs were
spread apart and high in the air, his ass off the mat by about six
inches. He pulled at Drew's arm straps until his back was off the table as
well. Adam move in between his Son's legs and took hold of his skinny
thighs. He yanked him back until his bare ass slapped against his stuffed
mound.  Over and over Adam made as if he were fucking Drew.

Tony zoomed in on Adam's throbbing bulge as he play fucked his Son. The
man's big cock was eager to play and as always, never disappointed the
camera.

Adam began to pull at his Son's legs and then let him go, making the boy
bounce off his mound all on his own. Drew laughed excitedly and Adam let
him enjoy the ride for a good minute until the next event began.

Adam pushed Drew away and slapped his ass with one hand. Immediately he let
go and Drew's sensitive ass bounced against his Father's heavy crotch. He
pushed at Drew again and let him fall back against his hard prick. Adam
watched his Son to see how he responded to the slap. Drew seemed unfazed by
it but Adam didn't want to take any chances. He wasn't about to turn his
boy's pleasure into pain, so he held off another slap and instead started
to use his hips to rock Drew back and forth. He put his hands behind his
back and play fucked Drew with only his big knot.

"Damn" Tony said breathlessly as he filmed Adam's crotch crashing into his
Son's bare ass over and over again. Drew's cock stood up like a pole of
iron and the boy moaned in delight at the game. Man, the money I could make
if he ever fucks this kid, Tony thought as he zoomed in on Adam's jutting
crotch. He had no trouble selling videos of Adam and Drew.  It didn't
matter what the two of them did together as long as it involved intimacy of
some kind. Adam's muscles and rugged face paired up with Drew's angelic
features and soft blonde hair was a match made in heaven. The fact that
they were both blood relations made it even more erotic. At least for Tony
and his selective clients. The differences between the two were so great,
it was easy to imagine that they were not related at all.

The big selling point for Tony was not so much the incredible sex as the
intense chemistry the man and boy had for each other. It practically
sizzled on the film and Tony made sure to capture as much of it as he
could. Drew was so completely trusting of his Father. The man's prick was
huge by adult standards; he couldn't imagine how a little boy like Drew saw
it.

And yet the boy never showed any fear. Regardless of his Father's massive
muscles and monstrous cock, the child was never anything but eager to
perform with him.

 His bond to the big man was evident in every film. Drew would do anything
his Dad wanted without questions and for some men, that Tony knew, this
loyalty would be exploited to the limit.

Some boys would be subject to every sexual depravity you could
imagine...but not from a man like Adam. The way he touched his Son, the way
he looked at him and spoke about him, told volume about his love for the
boy.

Tony in fact, had no doubt Adam would kill for the child...without
hesitation. Regardless, Tony planned to make as many films with these two
as he possible could.

Adam put some slack in the straps holding Drew's arms up until the boy's
back was once again on the table. He knelt down in front of the boy's
spread legs and buried his face into Drew's ass. Tony had to kneel down
himself to film Adam's large tongue lapping at the kid's hole. The man
rubbed his scruffy cheeks against Drew's soft flesh and the boy responded
by moaning and grinding his hips against his Father's face.

Adam's tongue dipped deeply into his boy. A groan came from the man as he
worked his Son over with his mouth. He would lift his head up every now and
then to engulf the boy's hard cock and suck it just as deeply.

Drew was in another world, not connect to this one. Tony's presence as
usual, drifted away from the boy's consciousness as being irrelevant. The
only thing that mattered to him was his handsome Father and the intense
pleasure he received from him. His small body exploded with lustful desire
for his Dad, his strong, rugged Father with his massive prick and Superman
muscles. Drew loved him so much it was indefinable. And now here he was, on
the receiving end of his Dad's sexual hunger. If Drew was offered a trip to
the moon he would have refused it if it meant leaving his Father.  He
looked down between his raised legs and met his Dad's intense eyes. The
mask covered him up, but Drew knew the real man behind it.

"Daddy" he moaned out as he felt the man's thick tongue snake its way into
his hole. His Dad's large hands gripped at his small legs, keeping him
firmly against his face. As if Drew would move away.

His cock throbbed angrily in the air, begging for the man's attention, and
his Dad responded in kind by taking it completely in his mouth and sucking
it as hard as he could.

"Daddy!" Drew cried out, feeling his small prick devoured by his Father's
mouth.

Adam watched his Son for a moment, and saw Tony out of the corner of his
eye, move over to film Drew from another angle. He reached down with one
hand and worked his finger back into Drew's ass while he continued to suck
his cock.

This as Adam knew, proved far too much for the young boy. The amount of
pleasure he gave the boy was so overwhelming that he gave Drew maybe five
seconds before he came.

It happened in three.

Drew's moans filled the entire room. His small body bucked on the table in
an attempt to deal with the sensations his Father caused in him. His entire
existence was centered on his prick, deep in his Dad's mouth. Drew came
with such an intense orgasm; the whole world seemed to melt away.

Adam watched his boy cum. The hard prick in his mouth throbbed and pulsed
as he sucked at it.

Drew wasn't able to actually produce the cream that Adam so happily fed
him, but it didn't matter.

All that mattered to Adam was the pleasure he gave his Son.

Drew came over the span of an eternity, at least that's the way it seemed
to him. The next thing he remembered was feeling his cock gently sucked by
his Dad, his Father's strong hands rubbing all over his body. It felt so
good to be with him, Drew couldn't remember being as happy.

Adam continued to suck at the boy's cock until he had a chance to
recover. He marveled at the way Drew's small dick stayed hard after he
came. He definitely was a chip off the old block, Adam thought. He gave his
Son a good five minutes of post orgasmic head until he thought Drew would
be able to focus on him.

He stood up in front of his Son and looked at the boy's face. Drew was
dazed, but in a good way. He gave his Son a sundae, and now it was time to
top it with a cherry. He walked around until he was to the side of Drew's
head.

Adam's hand moved slowly down the bulge between his legs, his fingers
spreading out to encompass the huge mound that proudly jutted from his
meaty thighs. Drew's eyes were affixed to his Father's big fingers as they
played with the throbbing meat just inside his Daddy's pants. The boy
started to pant, clearly mesmerized by his Father's obscene actions.

"Hungry?" he asked softly. Drew let out a moan that could only be taken as
a resounding yes.

Adam squeezed his bulge and shook it in front of Drew.

"You want that big dick?" he said louder this time. Drew gasped out his
response and sounded exactly like the eight year old boy he was. He nodded
his head, his eyes moving up to his Father's face, showing absolute clear
sincerity.

"Please..." he said.

Adam's hand was slowly rubbing at his bulge, Drew's eyes once more affixed
to the motion.

"You want Daddy to put that dick in your mouth?"

Drew's small body shook at Adam's words.

"Yes Daddy...please!"

Adam didn't budge.

"You gonna suck my big dick? You gonna make your Daddy proud?"

Drew was lost for words. After what his Dad put him through, his
inexperienced body couldn't take anymore stimulus. His head bobbed up and
down, his blonde hair waving in the air. His eyes moved up to his Dad's.

Now the truth was it took everything in Adam's power not to succumb to his
Son's will. Drew's gaze had always had a way of making Adam fold like a
house of cards. Drew's big, watery blue eyes could make his knees weak, not
to mention his soft blonde hair that moved like silk, and his full pink
lips that pouted like only a boy's could. In wasn't so much a question of
if Drew would get his way as much as when he would get it.

Handsome little fucker, Adam thought as his fingers found his zipper. The
sound was unmistakable to Drew. He could hear it clear across the room,
once Adam could have sworn the boy heard it from upstairs. He was like a
kitten hearing a can of Tuna open.

Adam did his best to keep up the pretense for the camera, but his big
muscles and hairy chest that intimidated most of the male population and
swooned the female half, may as well have been made of straw for all the
good it did him. The boy before him, with the big, blue eyes was in
charge...and Adam knew it.  The thing was, Drew didn't, and it was becoming
harder and harder for Adam to hide that fact from him.

"Now you show me how hungry you are" he said, mostly as a last ditch effort
to keep his place as king of the hill.

Adam tugged out his fat, ten prick and held it steady with his hand. It
throbbed obscenely in the air before Drew and when he saw it he opened his
mouth and moaned in primal desire.

Adam's legs shook. He wanted this even more than Drew did, if that could be
believed. He moved closer until the head of his big dick was at Drew's
mouth. The boy's soft lips reached out and kissed the throbbing head.

"AH FUCK" Adam moaned as his eyes rolled back in his head. He couldn't help
himself. He quickly looked at Tony but he was busy filming Drew. Maybe he
could edit out the way he lost control, Adam thought as Drew's lips began
to stroke the tip of his meaty babymaker. Without conscious thought, Adam's
hips moved forward to give the boy more to eat. Adam looked down. His prick
looked massive next to his Son, as it always did, but it was ragging hard,
throbbing with a mind of its own.

Ever since he could remember, Adam's cock responded to Drew the way it did
no other. No matter how beautiful the woman or eager the boy, nothing drove
his lust levels up like his own Son. He could see Drew outside running up
the street, playing with his friends and his dick would swell. Just walking
in front of him, on his way to his room or the kitchen would make Adam
hard. And his smell...the boy's fucking smell would drive him crazy, making
his cock struggle to burst out of his jeans.

But here, with the boy's mouth on his meat? Adam was lost in intense
pleasure.

"Suck on it Son!" he moaned. "Eat my big dick!"

He moved in until his cock pushed into Drew's hungry mouth. Just over half
of Adam's dick head was stuffed into Drew and the boy clearly wanted
more. Adam's hips moved deeper, but it didn't matter, Drew was at his
limit. The boy labored with the girth of his Daddy's prick, his throat
contracted as he sucked on it and his hands struggled to be free of their
restraints.

It didn't matter how much his boy could take, compared to someone like
Trevor who managed to swallow some of Adam in his throat, it felt a million
times better. This was his Son, his flesh and blood Son, not some trick he
picked up or some teenage girl like April. He would die for this boy, not
once, but over and over again.

Drew moaned and twisted his head around his Father's cock as much as his
bindings would allow.

His cheeks hollowed with pressure and the veins on his neck stuck out with
his effort.  After a few agonizing minutes of pleasure, Adam reached up and
undid the bindings that held Drew's arms in place. The soft fabric fell to
the table and Drew turned his body until he was facing his Father, his
hands came around and took hold of Adam's big dick, his small fingers
gripping the throbbing meat possessively. Adam reached down and freed
Drew's legs and the boy instantly rolled into the fetal position.

Tony filmed Drew laying on his side and sucking on his Father's big cock
like a baby bottle. The boy's eyes were closed and he was holding Adam's
dick with both hands.

Drew began to moan contently.

"DAMN" Tony said as he zoomed in on the boy's mouth.

Adam smiled down at this Son. He could watch the boy blow him like this for
hours. His soft blonde hair falling against his smooth skin and his long
eyelashes lying against his face made Adam's heart skip a beat. He's so
fucking beautiful, Adam thought. He reached down and lovingly stroked
Drew's hair with his hand.

"Suck it baby doll" he encouraged Drew, as if the boy needed it.

Long minutes past as Drew lay on the table, sucking his Dad's big dick. His
breathing was becoming more and more relaxed and Adam could tell he was
falling asleep. The last few hours had taken their toll on his Son. Drew,
as eager as he was to have sex with his Dad, was still just a little
boy. And Drew could sleep so deeply an earthquake wouldn't stir him.

Tony pulled the camera back and showed Adam's muscled body standing next to
the table while the small boy sucked on his throbbing cock. The way Adam
stroked the kid's hair left no doubt the love he had for the boy. Drew
sucked at Adam's big cock for almost five long minutes before Tony stopped
filming.

"He's out?" he asked.

Adam nodded. "Oh yeah. He'll be out till tomorrow"

"I thought you were going to cum"

Adam shook his head. "No, it would have been too much for him. He was so
drained already, he just wanted it in his mouth" he carefully took his dick
away from Drew and rubbed it against the boy's face before he stuffed it
back in his pants.

Tony looked at him in awe. The relationship the man had with his Son was
almost unbelievable. The man was a pornographic sex god as far as Tony was
concerned. He could make a fortune if he went mainstream, but here he was
caring for the one thing he loved more than anything in the whole world.

Everything he did was to protect his boy. He wouldn't let Drew take his cum
in his mouth for fear the boy would choke. He wouldn't fuck the boy because
of the pain it would inflict. He lived to please the boy and regardless of
how the films may have looked to others, Adam's goal was to give his Son as
much pleasure as possible. For him, it wasn't able self gratification. Drew
craved his big cock more than anything, and Adam gave him anything he
wanted. The fact that the man didn't cum proved who the film was really
about.

It was about Drew and the love he had for his Daddy.

Adam scooped him up in his large arms as if he were made of glass and Tony
watched as the man carried the boy out of the room.

When he came back Tony had already packed the equipment up.

"I'll start on this right away and give you the drop when I have full
payment"

They shook hands and Adam helped him to the car with his bags.

"I still have more work for you if you ever need it. There are a lot of
people willing to pay large amounts of money for a guy like you...not to
mention Drew of course"

Adam grinned. "I don't mind making movies with my boy, but he's off limits
to anyone else. He might go for a movie with Trevor and me, but I'd have to
feel him out first"

"Man that would be great. I'd love to film both of them blowing you at the
same time. I think there's more than enough of you to go around"

Adam grinned. "Yeah, I don't come up short in the inventory department"

Tony went over the details of the money drop with Adam before he left. Adam
told him about Drew going to space camp and to call him in a few
days. After he left, Adam went back in the house, locked the door and went
into his bedroom to find Drew fast asleep and in the same position he was
in when he left him not ten minutes before.

Adam smiled at the boy as he took off his clothes. He was so beautiful but
even more so when he slept. He leaned over his Son and kissed his
forehead. Drew didn't stir. Adam put his shirt and pants at the bottom of
the bed and crawled in with his Son. He turned off the light and wrapped
his arms around Drew's tiny frame, drawing the boy close until he was
pressed against his hairy chest.

Drew was breathing deeply but moaned slightly at the feel of his Father's
arms around him. Adam kissed him a few more times on the top of the head
and began to dream alongside his Son.




Adam helped an excited Drew pack his things for his trip to space
camp. Drew talked nonstop about everything he was going to do and Adam made
sure his camera was fully charged for the hundreds of pictures he knew the
boy was going to take. He gave his Son some money just in case he wanted to
buy something and regretted not thinking to get a cell phone for his boy to
take with him. The truth was Adam never imagined his Son going anywhere
without him, and it wasn't until Drew was about to leave that he realized
he might want to talk to him while he was away.

Well next trip, he thought to himself.

Before they left the house Adam scooped Drew up in his arms and told the
boy how much he loved him. He pressed his mouth against the kid's soft lips
and instantly felt Drew's tongue pushing to get inside. Adam let it slip
past his lips and offered his large tongue to Drew as well, who sucked on
it deeply.

Drew loved to kiss.

Adam snaked his tongue throughout the boy's warm mouth, feeling the boy's
lips pulling at it excitedly. He couldn't help but laugh as his Son moaned
in his arms. He pulled his head back and stuck his tongue out, making Drew
moved in to recapture it. Adam let him have it for a moment and pulled it
back again. Drew laughed at the game but wasn't through with his handsome
Father by a long shot. He grabbed his Dad's head with both of his small
hands and pulled him down so he could kiss him again. He literally crushed
his mouth against his Dad's and probed for the man's tongue with his
own. Adam let him win and squeezed his Son's tight ass in his strong hand.

When the boy had thoroughly ravaged his Dad he smiled at him and looked
down and to the right.

Adam knew immediately what he wanted and lifted his right arm up over his
head, his large bicep bulging out. Drew pressed his face into his armpit
and started to breathe deeply.

Adam smiled and kissed his Son's head.

"I love you baby doll"




Adam watched the yellow school bus drive away. His heart felt heavy as the
bus rocked down the bumpy road away from him. Drew waved at him from the
back window, a large smile on his face.

The boy was happier than Adam had seen him in a while. It was nice to have
money to spend on the kid for a change, but Adam already missed him. He
turned and got back in his truck.

He had one more debt to pay and now was the perfect time to do it. He took
out his phone and called April.

April agreed to meet him before he even finished his first sentence. He
picked her up near her home on a lazy street where no one would see and
took her to the same motel he had spent time in with Trevor.

April watched him as they drove. She could remember seeing him for the
first time, carrying his young Son in his arms. The tiny blonde boy looked
all around as he sat high on his Dad's strong chest. April's eyes took in
his powerful frame, his thick thighs and the huge bulge between his legs.

Just as her mind was developing a picture of what was inside his jeans, he
turned and smiled at her as he walked by. April almost died and went to
heaven.

From that moment on he was the object of any and every sexual fantasy she
ever had. She spent long nights imaging the feel of his muscular arms
around her body as he fucked her over and over on her twin sized bed. Now,
years later here she was, coming full circle.

They arrived at the motel and she didn't hesitate to go inside with him,
practically throwing herself at his feet before the door fully closed.

Adam smiled at her and took her over to the bed as he threw his coat on a
chair.

"You ready to lose that cherry?"

Her eyes ran up his muscled chest and fell on his thick biceps.

"Yes" she moaned out.

Adam's hands slowly worked down her shoulders, across her small breasts and
down her hips to her ass. He lifted her up and wrapped his strong arms
around her as he kissed her deeply. April's legs came around his waist as
she kissed him back.

This girl's gonna get fucked, Adam thought to himself as he felt her legs
squeeze at his hips. He gently laid her on the bed and worked his shirt off
as they kissed. Her hands ran across his hairy body and kneaded his large
muscles as their tongues intertwined. Adam's hand dipped under her dress
and squeezed at her cunt. April's legs opened for him with practically no
resistance at all. His fingers found the fabric of her panties and he tore
them from her body, ripping them off her like they were made of paper.

April started to bite at his neck as he exposed her breasts for his
mouth. His lips sucked on each of her sensitive nipples and his teeth
gently bit down until she squirmed with delight. His large fingers rubbed
at her pussy and pushed slightly inside her. April responded with a deep
growl.

I'm gonna make her cum right here, Adam thought to himself as her moist
lips seemed to suck at his fingers. He pulled them away and sat up to take
off the rest of her clothes. She helped him as best she could, her hands
fumbling with her buttons in an attempt to beat him to the punch.

"Relax baby, we've got all night to make you cum" he told her with a smile.

If she heard him, it didn't seem to register because she continued to
attack her clothes until she was completely naked for him.

Adam looked over her body. She was a pretty girl to be sure. No model, and
for that matter, not even a fully developed woman, but any boy would be
happy to have sex with her.

Unfortunately for April, she wasn't with a boy, she was with a full grown
man.

Time to give this girl her first lesSon in sex, he thought as he raised
himself up and unbuttoned his jeans. April watched him with hungry eyes as
he pulled down his zipper and stood up to drop his pants to the floor.

The sight of his large cock made the girl's eyes bulge. She figured he was
big, but this was something else entirely. April swallowed in surprise as
Adam reached out for her and dragged her off the bed and to her knees. His
strong hand took hold of her head.

She looked up at him. He was so big. His muscles stuck out from his body
like marble and his massive prick seemed right at home between his
trunk-like thighs.

"Suck it" he told her.

April moved her hands up his hairy legs until they took hold of his mighty
prick. It was so heavy even in her hands; she began to wonder if this was a
mistake. He pulled at her head until she opened her mouth and took him
inside. Her mouth exploded with the intense flavor of his cock. She had
never tasted anything like it in her life. It was so masculine it made her
pussy clench between her legs.  She sucked the large head and watched as it
grew larger and larger. Her jaw began to ache as he came fully hard in her
mouth and he began to work her head back and forth against his prick.

Adam knew the girl was inexperienced. She was hungry for him but didn't
have the same sex drive as his Son did. Drew's came from another place
entirely and it showed in how he sucked his Father's prick. April, on the
other hand was a girl who had no idea what it took to please a man. She did
what she thought she should do, without knowing any better. Drew seemed to
know by instinct what felt good, and Adam often wondered if the boy was
realized how good he really was. He lost count of the times Drew struggled
to swallow his big prick, as if to make it more pleasurable for his Dad and
Adam sat back in awe at how his dick throbbed violently under his Son's
actions. Be it an inch or a mile, it most likely wasn't possible to make
his dick harder than it already was for the boy.

But April was going to need his assistance.

He took his cock from her mouth and started to rub it against her face,
making her breathe in his scent and feel his hard shaft rub at her smooth
skin. April tried to get it back in her mouth and Adam let her only to take
it back a minute later.

After he was sure she had her fill, he lifted her up off her knees and
dropped her on the bed. He knelt down at the bottom and pulled her legs
apart, resting them on his shoulders. His large hands took hold of her hips
and he dragged her down until her virgin pussy was before his mouth. She
cried out in pleasure at the first feel of his warm lips.

Adam's tongue began to lick at her sensitive flesh and dip inside her young
cunt. April was moving all over the bed and he used a strong arm to pin her
in place. He pressed his lips to her pussy and sent his tongue as far
inside her as it would go.

April came.

Just like that, Adam gave the girl her first orgasm of the night.

He body shook and trembled under his arm and Adam looked up to see her
chest raising and falling in rapid succession.

Candy from a baby, he told himself as he continued to lap at her tender
pussy.

He worked at her for the next few minutes until she came alive again and
damn near came a second time. He lifted himself to his feet and stood
before her, his large prick throbbing between his legs.

April's eyes glazed over at the sight of it.

"Did that feel good?"

She nodded her head.

"Well then" he said with a slight smile. "Time for the main event"

April didn't look as much happy as she was apprehensive. He could tell she
imagined he would be smaller or at least she would be more relaxed than she
was. He took hold of her legs with both his hands and slowly crawled up her
body until he was above her.

Adam looked down at April as he held himself up on one muscled arm. He
gripped his prick and gently rubbed it against the opening of her moist
pussy. She shivered at the touch and let out a soft moan of anticipation as
he slowly pushed his cockhead just inside her cunt.

"Man your tight" he told her as he placed his other hand on the bed to
support himself.

She looked up at him with both fear and trust in her eyes. Fear for what
was about to happen but trusting that he would take care of her. Her eyes
ran across his powerful body, she loved the dark hair that covered his big
chest and the way the veins stood out on his biceps. She gazed at his
rugged face...he was old enough to be her father she thought to
herself. But he was so handsome, such a complete man. He was waiting for
something she realized.

"This is what you want isn't it?"

She nodded her head and he smiled at her.

"Don't worry, I'm real good at this" he said with his sexy deep voice.

April's legs instinctively spread apart as she felt the pressure of his
huge cockhead against her virgin pussy. Just relax, she told herself as her
eyes took in his incredible body with his large muscles and hairy chest.

Adam looked down at his big cock as it forced April's soft pussy lips
apart. It was almost too much to believe that she could take such a fat
prick inside her small body. It was the same when he thought of fucking
Drew. His mind just couldn't wrap itself around the difference in size
between himself and the kids. Of course there was no compariSon to this
girl or Trevor or anyone else for that matter, not where Drew was
concerned. Adam loved him far too much to cause him the slightest bit of
pain even if he begged to be fucked.

April on the other hand...

"I need you to say it" he said to her.

April looked confused; she could feel him right at the edge of taking her
virginity.

"You want me to fuck you?" he asked.

She nodded her head.

"Then say it"

She swallowed and cleared her throat but her voice still came out broken.

"Fuck me...please" she said in little more than a whisper.

Adam nodded. "It will hurt at first but it's gonna feel so much better in a
few minutes. I'm gonna make you cum so hard you won't be able to look at me
without feeling your pussy drip" he grinned. "Now take a good look at me
April. You're going to remember this for the rest of your life"

April looked at his rugged face, broad shoulders and thick neck. Her hands
found his bulging biceps and she nodded to him.

"Fuck me"

Adam smiled and thrust himself into her impossibly tight cunt.

"Aieeee!" she cried out as she felt her cherry breaking at the onslaught of
his massive prick. She moaned with both pain and excitement as she realized
her days as a virgin were forever over, all thanks to this incredible man
she had lusted after for years.

April's cuntwalls were stretched far apart now; farther than he would have
thought possible by his long, thick prick. Her cunt coated his invading
cock with juice as her pussy lips sucked convulsively at the shaft of his
enormous babymaker. This was almost too easy, he thought. He knew she was
just a teenager and he was an experienced man, but finding out she was a
virgin only added to his doubts that the evening would be a long one.

He paused and let her catch her breath. He looked down as her face began to
change from pain to pleasure. She was moaning and tossing her head from
side to side as she tried to get used to the his heavy meat.

"It's too big!" she cried. "Take it out!"

Adam moved his hands down and took hold of her hips but instead of pulling
his cock out he pushed deeper until he bottomed out in her cunt. April's
hands came up to strike at him and she pounded on his chest in an effort to
push him away. She was unable to form any words but thrashed on the bed
like an animal instead.

Adam couldn't help himself, he laughed at her. Her fists struck at his
chest but it might as well have been a brick wall. He watched her struggle;
his big cock, although stuffed to the limit in her immature pussy, still
had several inches to go.

Like taking candy from a baby he thought to himself.

He gave her what he considered to be ample time to adjust to his cock but
when she didn't respond as he wanted, he decided to take matters into his
own hands. This girl was going to need his help every step of the
way. Drew...the things your Daddy does for you, he thought with a grin. He
took hold of her left leg and quickly pulled it toward her body, and as he
let it go, he pulled back his large hand and slapped her on the ass with a
loud crack.

April's eyes opened up in shock. She felt the pain radiate from where he
hit her and move up her back, but at the same time her pussy seemed to
relax.

Adam felt the change instantly...so he slapped her again; harder this
time. A dark red mark appeared where his powerful hand met her flesh.

April took the change in her body as if a switch had been thrown. Although
she was still in pain, the pleasure of having his prick inside her was
overriding everything else she felt. Her fists became hands again and she
ran them up and down his muscled chest and broad shoulders. Adam watched
her for a moment and let her feel his body then grabbed both of her hands
in one of his and pushed them over her head. His face was inches from hers.

"Well, you ready to fuck now?"

April was speechless; all she could do was nod.

Adam began to slowly rock his hips back and forth, pumping his meaty prick
inside her. Adam took his time; he knew she had no skill. On her best day
and her wildest dreams there was no way she could prepare herself for such
an experience.

Inch by inch he moved inside of her, just to take it back, each thrust
giving and taking just a little more than before. He could feel the way her
pussy sucked at his cock, unwilling to let it go each time he pulled
back. He watched as her eyes glazed over and April began to moan, not like
a human being, but like an animal in heat.

To April, it was as if small explosions were going off in her pussy. No
matter how handsome he was, or how big his muscles were, her entire being
was focused on one thing and one thing only...his throbbing cock. It sent
waves and waves of pleasure rippling up her small body with every movement
inside her. It rubbed at her pussy walls in a way that April could never
have imagined possible. The pain was still there but it was buried under an
ocean of lustful hunger and April responded in the only way she could.

"FUCK ME!" she cried out in desperation, her fingers clawed at his hand.

Adam laughed and began to rock his body against her with more force. April
sobbed and gasped breathlessly as Adam fucked her faster and deeper. His
big dick pounded against the back wall of her cunt with each thrust and her
small body moved on top of the bed with each powerful movement.

"I'm glad you waited for me April" he said. "And I want you to know how
grateful I am for what you did for me and my Son"

April's eyes were fluttering open and closed. Adam let go of her hands and
rubbed her forehead.

"Open your eyes April" he said softly. He gave her time to focus on him and
said, "Now cum for me"

Adam twisted his big dick inside her pussy like a corkscrew. April's cunt
was instantly overloaded with more pleasure than she thought possible and
her fluids gushed across the immense cock penetrating her so expertly. She
cried out like a wild beast, unable to control the feelings her body was
subject to by the experienced man above her.

Adam grinned as April came. Her cunt flooded with her cream but had no room
to go except out. It streamed around his heavy dick and ran out of her
pussy like a small river. It was as if she had lived with a locked gate
somewhere deep in her body and it took a master locksmith to open it.

For April, that key existed behind Adam Blake's zipper.

Her eyes slowly focused on his handsome face. She had no idea how much time
had passed but his cock was still inside her. Thank God, she thought. He
was holding himself above her with a hand on either side of her body. His
handsome face looked down on her, waiting for her to recover.

"You are one wet little girl" he said with a grin.

She managed to smile, not sure how she managed not to pass out from the
fire he lit inside her. She looked down between her legs and saw Adam's
massive prick, jutting like a baseball bat from her outstretched pussy. He
was so big and there was still so much left to go. She had no idea how much
was inside her but at that instant she knew how gentle he had really been
with her. She looked up his muscled body, with his hairy chest and bulging
biceps, his big cock throbbing and completing his image of the perfect
man. He had taken her cherry, made her cum so violently that her whole body
seemed centered around his heavy prick, and now he held himself above her,
waiting for her to recover.

Her hands ran up his muscled arms and she smiled back at him.

"You alright?" he asked with his deep sexy voice. April nodded her head,
unsure how her voice would sound if she tried to speak.

"Does it feel good now?"

Again she nodded. She ran her hands down his chest, stomach and finally
wrapped them around his thick shaft. She tugged at it as if to pull it
deeper into her pussy.

Adam laughed and waited for her to realize the futility of her
actions. When she couldn't get anymore inside of her she simply gripped it
in her hands and looked up at her handsome knight.

"You ready to go again?" he asked with complete confidence.

How long could he keep this up, she thought to herself. The differences
between them came to light as April lay beneath him, her mind taking in
what a complete and total man he was and what a small inexperience girl she
must seem to him. She did the only thing she could.

April nodded.

Adam grinned and began to fuck her again.

"Just take it easy" he said, coming to rest on his elbows to give her more
of his body to hold. Her small arms wrapped around his big chest and he
felt her rub at his back.

"You just let me know when you want me to stop...alright?"

April nodded and Adam pulled up her legs high on his hips, his ever hard
cock pumped deeply inside her cunt but April knew she was in good
hands. The only question was how long she could last.




Adam dropped April back off at her house early the next day. She had taken
a hot bath at the motel while he rubbed her tender flesh with a
washcloth. She fell asleep in his arms as he carried her to bed wrapped in
a large towel. He lay with her for a while, his mind drifting to his
Son. He wondered what Drew was doing and if he was having as much fun as he
hoped he would. He glanced over to April.

That's gonna be one sore little girl, he thought to himself. He had made
her cum a total of four times.

He had every intention to go for five but he began to think April was
afraid to tell him to stop. He slowly fucked her until she drifted off in a
daze of pleasure. Her body went limp and Adam knew the girl had reached her
limit.

Adam reached down and stroked his big cock. He hadn't cum in her. There was
no way he could risk getting April pregnant, not only because of her age
but because he didn't want to ruin her life at such a young age. It
wouldn't be fair after what she did for him and Drew. He went in the
bathroom, took a shower and then hit a local bar for a few hours. He
checked back on April and waited for her to wake up a few hours later.

April didn't even try to entice Adam into sex so soon after what he did to
her. Her small frame was bent, stretched and pumped to the limit and April
was already beginning to feel the toll it took on her immature body. It was
going to get worse before it got better.

Adam bought her some muscle cream to spread on her body. It was safe for
her cunt and he recommended she bathed in hot water each night for at least
a week.

As he drove up to her house, he parked behind a tree, shielding his truck
from anyone that might be home. He pulled her to him and gave her a tender
kiss. April thanked him walked rather unsteadily to her back door. Adam
waited until he saw a light come on in her bedroom before he drove away.

He grinned and drove home, knowing April had received full payment for
services rendered.




Adam went back to the house, checked his phone for messages and found one
from Tony.

Payment was in.

He met Tony at a store close to his bank and took the stuffed envelope the
cameraman handed him.

The money was all there. Tony had never once gone back on his promise. Adam
didn't know if it was because he wanted to keep doing business with him or
that maybe Tony was afraid of him physically. Regardless, Drew had another
head start in life that Adam wouldn't be able to otherwise provide him.

He left the bank, making another drop in Drew's safety deposit box. Keeping
the money out of the bank system ensured his ex wife wouldn't know about
the money and that Drew would have a sizable sum when he was old enough to
leave home. Adam never spoke against his ex wife in front of his Son. He
didn't want the boy to hate her as much as he did. Truth was, she gave him
a good home and Charles wasn't man enough to do anything to Drew that
wouldn't become an instant death wish at Adam's hands. But Adam hoped more
than anything that Drew would chose to live with him when he was legally
able to make his own decisions. At any rate, he made sure Drew's life would
be the best that money could buy, and thanks to Tony, it was a hell of a
lot of money.

He checked his watch and drove home. Drew had already been gone three full
days and Adam missed him dreadfully. He stopped at the store and picked up
some beer and filled up his tank.

When he got home he turned on the television, went into the kitchen and
pulled out a beer before putting the rest in the refrigerator. As he went
to the bedroom to put down his wallet, he glanced at the television...and
as he began to walk away his brain registered what he saw.

He jerked back and gave it his full attention.

A large yellow school bus filled the screen. A school bus with an emblem he
had recently seen. The front end of the bus was mangled to the point that
the engine was almost ripped from the frame.

There was a ticker tape running at the bottom. It was listing the county
and road the accident occurred on. Adam reached down for the remote to turn
the volume up when the phone rang.

His head spun around and stared at it.

It sounded so loud.

He couldn't remember when it rang so loudly before.

His heart pounded in his chest and his skin felt cold as he lifted it from
the cradle. He turned back to the television to see what else it had to say
about the accident.

"Hello" he said.


"Hello, this is Brighton County Hospital we're trying to reach an Adam
Blake"




Chapter Seven

Adam's chest tightened. His skin felt cold. It seemed as if the sounds in
the room were echoing through his head. Everything sounded big and yet
hollow at the same time.


"Wh-what?" he didn't hear correctly.

There was no response.

"Hello!"

Still nothing. He looked at the phone. The numbers were at odd angles to
each other and there was a crack up the small LCD panel. Adam had broken
it. His knuckles were white where they gripped the receiver. He looked up
at the television, seeing the bus displayed as heaping wreckage. His
fingers released the phone and it dropped uselessly to the floor. He paid
it no more attention.

He moved quickly out of the house and headed for his truck.

He found himself traveling down the interstate at high speed. He didn't
have any conscious memory of getting to that point; he just knew where he
needed to be. He looked down at the gas gauge. He must have had close to a
full tank, thank god. He looked up at the road, but all he saw was Drew.

He saw him as a little boy, small enough to crawl, but not to walk. He saw
him as an infant, curled up on his chest and gripping his shirt
possessively. He saw him running down the street playing ball with his
friends, and he saw him asleep in his bed, dreaming deeply like only a
child could.

Adam couldn't breathe, his chest felt tight. He rolled down the window and
took in as much fresh air as he could. The pressure in his chest didn't
ease up but the wind helped him focus on driving.

"No, no, no..." he was saying over and over again, not really aware of what
he was doing.

His mind drifted again.




Drew was on the floor, playing a video game. His small body was moving side
to side as if he were dogging monster after monster. Then he was crying in
his crib bundled in his blue blanket, his whole body shaking with the
effort. He wouldn't stop his wife told him. It happened most of the day
until he cried himself to sleep.

Adam heard the cries and his big hands scooped Drew out of the
crib. Instantly the baby made the connection, took one final deep breath
and sighed contently. Adam laid the child against his chest and listened to
his Son's breathing. He was quiet. Quiet as he always was when Adam held
him close. His wife thought it was cute at first but over the years it
became a bone of contention with her. Why was the child so dependent upon
his Father? What couldn't she manage the same thing?

Adam didn't care. No one would understand. He reached up and stroked Drew's
head. His hand met his Son's long blonde hair.

Drew's small arms were wrapped around his waist as he lay asleep. He was
wearing shorts and one of his Father's shirts. It billowed around the boy
like a blanket but Drew insisted on wearing it. He said it smelled like him
and that's why he liked it so much. This confused Adam because Drew usually
slept with him when he had his weekend visit. The boy did nothing but smell
him. Even as a little kid he would breathe in Adam's masculine scent. Drew
was around two years old, his face snuggled in Adam's armpit and breathing
in his smell. Adam's thick cock swelled as he watched Drew. He reached down
and rubbed himself while the boy enjoyed his body.




Adam saw the road before him. How much time had past? Everything was
bleeding together. Each moment was pushed into the next with no regard for
sequence. It was the past; it was the present, and then the past again; as
if his mind couldn't focus on just one event. He glanced to his side and
saw Drew sitting there. Adam knew it wasn't real; his mind was playing
tricks on him. Drew disappeared just as quickly as he came.

"No, no, no..." he was still saying. His mouth felt dry and his body
hurt. Not just one part like his shoulders or hands, but all of it. It was
as if every cell was screaming for attention. His muscles ached
terribly. He felt like he could break at any second. He felt like dying.

Breathe! He told himself. Just breathe.

The pickup truck ate the road like a hungry animal. Adam knew the general
direction and as luck would have it immediately found a large blue sign
with a white "H" on it. The road sign for hospital!  He turned his truck
and followed them, getting closer and closer to his Son.

Hours had past Adam realized. And he couldn't remember any of it.

The hospital came into sight. Adam's chest constricted even more and he
felt sick. The steering wheel groaned inside his grip. His hands hurt. They
hurt badly. Had he been holding it like this the whole time? During the
hours it took to get there?

He saw the emergency room sign. There was a large fire truck there. What
the hell was that doing here, he thought. He found a spot and parked the
truck. He almost didn't get out. This was it. This moment in time was going
to change his life forever, be it good or bad. Before it just hung in the
air, suspending time and keeping Drew alive in Adam's mind.

But now time moved forward and Adam had to face the next moment. He
swallowed hard and opened the door.

He was walking through the Emergency Room entrance. The time between his
truck and now had left him forever. There were firemen in his way...about
five of them. Adam pushed through them not bothering to say a word. They
fell away like blocks against his strength. One moved in front of him and
said something, his face angry. Adam didn't hear it. All he could do was
look at the man.

The fireman's dirty face changed quickly when he looked into Adam's
eyes. He pulled his body away as fast as he could and moved closer to the
others. Adam disregarded him and moved through a sea of people, not really
knowing where he was supposed to be. The direction just felt right.

Adam kept walking. He found himself deeper and deeper in people. At first
it was hospital workers and then adults...parents to be exact. And then it
was kids. Drew was everywhere, in the arms of dozens of parents.

All of them were Drew!  He moved for one but it wasn't his Son. Adam looked
deeper and saw them for what they really were. Black haired boys and girls
of every shape and size...blonde children who didn't come close to looking
like Drew, seemed to clutter the halls. And then there were doors...big
steel doors with small round windows separating him...from what?

Adam spun around and around, looking for his Son. After the third turn he
faced the doors again.

The kids out here were all fine...all safe! But then these big doors...?

"Drew..." he whispered to no one.

Adam felt his legs buckle. His powerful muscles that could lift a car, now
felt like lead. Reality of the moment came crashing down on him. The mere
air around him felt like the hand of God, pushing him to the ground. This
wasn't happening! He told himself. His knees slammed into the floor, his
shoulders slumped as his hands dragged against the cold tile. He felt his
heart beating so loudly, he couldn't hear anything else.

Everyone was moving so slowly, and those doors! Those fucking doors!  A
nurse walked past him, pausing to look at his face as she moved. She pushed
the doors open and went through them, her shirt billowing out as she
did. Adam saw something behind them...blonde hair! His eyes focused
intently. It was a child, a boy he was sure of it. The small head was
turning around to look out the door as the nurse moved away.

Blue eyes! Big, blue eyes looked right at him!  The doors swung shut.

"NO!" Adam's mind cried out. "It's another dream...just a dream"

Adam felt death coming closer and closer to him. They would come for him
soon, he knew. Come to tell him that Drew was gone, just like all the
others behind the door. He just wanted it all to end, right there, kneeling
on the floor. He didn't want to hear about his Son, he didn't want to
breath the air denied his boy.

There was a noise. Something hit the door from the other side. He looked up
and saw them opening toward him. A small boy with blonde hair and blue eyes
was pushing through them. His hands were outstretched, his fingers splayed
beyond his reach.

Adam looked right at him. It was Drew!  But it couldn't be! This was just
his wish. It wasn't real. Where was his Son?

The boy's small legs pounded on the floor, propelling him closer and
closer. Adam couldn't lift his arms, he was too weak. He had nothing
left. The dream was killing him.

Tiny feet slammed against the tile and a face that looked so much like
Drew's was creased with determination. His small tongue was sticking out of
the side of his mouth as he ran, but he wasn't fast enough.

"Dad!"

Adam heard it clearly. It sounded like his Son, so much so it stabbed into
Adam's heart like a cruel knife.

The boy's legs pushed him off the floor and sent him flying the last few
feet into the air. His arms reached out for Adam and his eyes...his deep
blue eyes that were blindingly bright, pierced into Adam's mind.

Time stood still...

And Adam saw him...the infant, the toddler, and the child...all at the same
time. Every moment he shared with his Son came back to him, rushing into
his mind and melding together. He felt pain and pleasure with equal
intensity. The boy's blonde hair and blue eyes, his small hands and feet,
his incredible scent flooded into Adam. He remembered the nights sitting
near Drew when he was asleep, sick from a cold. Watching the boy's every
breath to see if he needed his Father. Adam remembered feeling ill whenever
the infant coughed too hard or sneezed. He caught himself taking the air
deep in his own lungs as if he could somehow breathe for the boy and
relieve his pain. Adam towered over him, his massive body ready to strike
down the sickness that hurt his child.

If only it were that easy.

The love swelled in his body as he looked at his Son.

Had his chest been a cannon, he would have shot his heart upon the boy.

...And then it happened...Contact!  The child's small body crashed into
Adam and he felt tiny arms wrap around his neck like steel
cables. Lightening struck Adam and his whole body responded. The strength
that abandoned him seconds before returned with a vengeance. He was holding
his Son! He was real! It was Drew!  His arms were coiled around the child
like hardened stone. His face buried itself into Drew's neck and his lungs
took the boy's scent deeply.

Time returned to normal.

Adam's heart beat like a drum. There was movement and sound
everywhere. Adam couldn't focus.

But none of it mattered. Drew was safe!  "DREW!" he cried into his Son's
body.

Adam folded his massive body into his boy's.

His Son was saying something. He couldn't make it out. Small arms and legs
moved inside his embrace. Tiny fingers pressed into his flesh.

"DAD!"

He felt small hands press against his shoulders. Drew was struggling with
his Father. He was pushing himself away. Adam's thick body didn't budge. He
might as well have been trying to move an oak tree.

Adam looked up. Drew's face was before his. It was red. Why was the boy so
far away from him, Adam thought? It was only inches but it felt like
miles. And his eyes...they were so blue! When were they ever that blue
before? Drew wanted to move away. Adam would have none of it.

"NO" he cried out to his Son, pulling him back against his body.

"DAD!" the boy shouted to him.

Adam was confused. Why wasn't Drew holding him?

"I CAN'T BREATHE!"

Adam's brow creased.

"WHAT?"

What did he say? He looked at Drew and realized what he had done. He felt
his biceps pushing deeply into Drew's small ribcage. Adam relaxed his
embrace. Drew sighed and slid down his big body, his chest rubbing against
him and his small legs moving against his thighs. The boy's arms lashed
themselves around his thick neck before he fell too far.

He looked at his Father.

"DAD!" he said with his small voice, his face broken into the largest smile
Adam had ever seen.

Thick tears fell out of Adam's eyes. They ran down his face and dropped
against his Son's arms.

Drew, who had never seen his Father cry, tilted his head in concern.

"DREW!" he cried out, pulling the boy against him again. His muscled arms
hugged the child tightly, but he was careful not to harm him again. He
started to kiss the child over and over again. He covered the boy's face
from side to side, kissed his hair, his lips and eyes. His tears made
Drew's face wet. The soft feeling of the boy's skin was addictive to his
lips. Adam wouldn't stop.

Drew laughed and moved his head around as his Father`s lips devoured
him. He didn't try to move away, he instead basked in his Dad's
attention. His hands ran across his Father's broad shoulders, feeling the
thick muscles of his chest. His small body was elevated by his Dad's bicep
laden arms and he gladly offered himself up to his Father's rugged mouth.

Drew was in heaven.

"I'm alright!" he said to Adam. "I was in the back"

Adam couldn't speak. Nothing mattered anymore. He looked at the boy for a
moment, just to make sure he was real and then pushed his face against
Drew's small neck, hugging him tight.

"It's alright Dad" Drew said softly. His small hands were rubbing Adam's
broad shoulders. His boy...his tiny eight year old boy was trying to
comfort him.

"I love you!" Adam spoke coherently for the first time. "I love you, I love
you, I love you..."

Drew pushed back until he could look at Adam.

"I love you too Dad!"




They were back in the truck. Drew's bag was in the back seat with his
Son. The past fifteen minutes left Adam's memory in a blur. There were
forms and an apology. Papers were pushed at Adam and Drew pointed at
various blank lines for Adam to sign. There were so many people. They
wanted to look at Drew some more but they couldn't pry him from Adam's
arms. Drew stuffed the paperwork in his bag and told his Dad they could go
home. Then Adam found himself strapping his Son down with the seatbelt. He
snapped the buckle in with a satisfying clap. He tugged at the strong
fabric. It held. Adam couldn't be sure though. He pulled at the belt and
the whole truck rocked from side to side.

Drew laughed.

What was so funny? Adam thought, looking down at Drew in confusion.  He
pulled at the belt again.

The large vehicle listed to one side. It had to hold. The belt had to keep
him safe, this was no joking matter.

Drew reached up and squeezed at his Dad's biceps, grinning at the handsome
man.

Adam's cock thickened immediately. His body felt warm all over. The boy's
eyes were so blue...like a deep pool of refreshing water. Drew's touch
cleared Adam's mind of everything except him.

He wanted him. Right there.

He leaned down and breathed in his Son's incredible smell. He panted like
an animal before his boy.

Drew's eyes ran across his face and he felt it set on fire under the boy's
gaze. Adam moved like a striking cobra.

He took hold of Drew's neck and forced his mouth against the boy's. His big
tongue pressed past the small lips and sunk deep inside. He kissed his Son
like it was the first time. Drew was taken aback by the intensity of his
Dad's actions. It lasted only a moment.

Adam came away. He looked down at Drew. His eyes were blazing at his
Son. He ran his forearm across his mouth like a hungry animal. A long
moment past as he studied the angelic boy before him. He glanced down at
the tiny hands that were squeezing his biceps. Adam licked at his own lips
instinctively. When he looked, Drew's eyes weren't on him; they were
looking between his legs. He didn't have to look for himself; he already
knew what Drew saw. Adam's cock was raging inside his pants. He could feel
it struggling to get to the boy. As usual Adam was the last in the
loop. Whatever connection existed between his big prick and Drew happened
without Adam's knowledge. The boy's hand moved for it.

"No" Adam said firmly, moving out of reach. "Not here"

He turned and locked the door from the inside and slammed it shut. He
tugged at the handle to make sure it wouldn't open, and then walked around
to the driver's seat, taking a deep breath to calm himself down. His mighty
prick pulsed between his legs. Adam dodged a bullet. If Drew had made
contact it would have been impossible to stop him. Adam's desire for the
boy was overriding his common sense. He had to be more careful.

He had to get the boy home...right away.




Drew talked during the drive but Adam didn't know what he said. It didn't
matter. Words were not important; he just wanted to hear his Son's
voice. When it stopped Adam asked to hear more. He spoke of the accident
but that seemed so far away now. It was a lifetime ago. Why in the world
would the boy want to talk about that now? He thought. Then Drew did what
Adam had hoped he wouldn't.

"Dad I want to be home with you"

Adam's prick was on fire. It was painful and Adam tried to move around his
seat to ease the pressure his cock was making inside his pants. Adam knew
exactly what the boy wanted.

"Don't Drew. Not now. We'll be home soon enough. Tell me about your trip
some more. Tell me everything"

Adam glanced back every now and then to look at Drew but it proved too much
to take. If he looked too long he became mesmerized by the sight. Instead
he looked ahead, listening to the small angelic voice of his Son.

Adam looked ahead, refusing to glance down. It was the boy, as always, that
brought this reaction from him. His dick was like a rock, a growing rock
that demanded attention.  He spread his legs apart, but that only helped
for a moment. Once his prick filled the new space, it continued to grow.

Adam dropped a hand down and kneaded his thick bulge.

Easy, he told himself. Just calm down. He moved his hand away; knowing only
one thing in the world would calm the rage between his legs.

He glanced back at Drew.






Adam pulled into his driveway. It was dusk now. He watched Drew running up
the walk and finding the door slightly open. He looked back at Adam but the
man said nothing. He closed the passenger door Drew just left and followed
his Son inside. The time for talk was over.

Adam locked the door behind him and threw his keys to the floor. He picked
Drew up by the waist and carried him to his bedroom. He threw him through
the air and he bounced off the mattress, the boy's laughter filling his
ears. Drew looked at his Father. Then he stopped laughing.

Adam's eyes had changed. His broad shoulders and thick neck were straining
with tension. The veins running down his biceps stood out and his shirt
pulled tightly against his chest. Drew looked between his Dad's legs. He
had never seen such a large bulge before.

"TAKE THEM OFF!"

Drew's face twisted in confusion. He looked around but didn't see anything
to take off. My clothes!  He said to himself and started to pull his shirt
off. He threw it off the bed, his Dad watching his every move. Drew reached
down and unsnapped his pants and pushed them down his small legs.

Before he could do anything with them, his Dad grabbed them and hurled them
across the room. He glared down at Drew.

Drew pushed off his shorts as quickly as he could and then looked up at his
Dad. Adam's eyes ran over his body and then took hold of his own shirt and
pulled it over his head. Drew looked at his Father's thickly muscled, hairy
chest. He was so strong, so perfect Drew thought. He tossed it to the
floor, his hands moving to unbuckle his belt. He stopped.

Adam looked at Drew and pointed to his belt. The boy didn't respond quickly
enough so Adam snapped his fingers loudly.

"TODAY!" he growled.

Drew scrambled to his knees in front of his Dad. His hands went for the
thick leather belt and he began to pull at it.

Adam watched him for a moment, losing patients. He reached down and took
hold of Drew's neck and waist, pulling him up to his feet. He crushed his
mouth against the boy's and stuck his tongue deep inside. He lapped inside,
feasting on Drew. The boy sucked at his big tongue and Adam groaned into
his mouth.

He pushed the boy away and watched as Drew tumbled on his back. Adam
pointed to his belt.

"Come get it!"

Drew spun around until he faced Adam's crotch. His small hands grabbed the
belt and tugged the loose end free.

Adam put one hand on Drew's small chest and pushed him back.

Drew looked up at his rugged Father, with his big, hairy muscles and broad
shoulders. He was sneering at him. His belt was partially undone, enticing
Drew to action. He moved back as fast as he could. His Dad's hand came down
to stop him again but Drew batted it away with both of his. He attacked the
belt with all his strength.

Adam's hand dropped to his side, it felt electrified from where Drew's baby
soft skin touched him.

He watched him work with the fury of a child. Drew grunted as he used his
small body weight to lean back and free the belt buckle. His tiny fingers
gripped the metal and pried it apart the rest of the way.

The belt came free and Drew looked up at Adam, clearly happy with his
success. Adam licked his lips at the boy.

"Suck your Daddy!"

Drew's hands pulled apart the button holding Adam's pants together. He
yanked down the zipper and watched in awe as his Father's mighty cock
pushed out from the confines of the denim priSon and tented out his white
shorts.

Adam let out a deep breath. Finally, he thought to himself, thinking his
cock would never be free.

Drew's fingers reached inside the elastic band and tugged it away from his
Dad's stomach. He looked inside like a child who was just handed his
Christmas stocking. His Father's monstrous cock throbbed with beastly
lust. He breathed in the powerful smell, feeling lightheaded, like he was
in a dream.

Drew's mouth opened, he couldn't wait to unwrap it further. He leaned his
head down and engulfed his Dad's heavy prick inside his soft lips, at least
as much as he could. Drew moaned as his mouth exploded with the delicious
flavor of his Father's big dick.

"Suck it!" he heard his Dad tell him.

Drew's hands wrapped around his Father's mighty prick and he twisted his
head from side to side as he feasted on the bull cock. Adam looked down and
opened Drew's legs apart with one hand to find his Son's dick as hard as a
rock. Adam snorted expecting nothing less. Drew's dick had a mind of its
own. The boy went hard at the faintest smell from Adam's muscled body. Adam
reached down and ran his thumb up Drew's throbbing shaft, rotating it
around the sensitive head.

Drew's groaned in pleasure and his legs spread apart invitingly for his
Dad, moving his hips forward with child like urgency. Adam looked down to
find Drew's eyes on him. "That dick taste good?" Drew groaned out his
response, refusing to let his Dad's heavy cock out of his mouth. The
feeling of the boy's soft lips on his pulsing prick ran clear up Adam's
spine. Everything was centered on Drew's mouth. The child seemed to perform
magic each and every time he gave his Dad head. It wouldn't have made any
difference if Drew could swallow him whole. The feeling would have been the
same as far as Adam was concerned.

He felt the cum boiling in his balls. He could have shot right there.

He lasted maybe another minute before he pushed Drew back. The boy didn't
go easy. In fact Adam had to use a little strength to pry his dick out of
the boy's hungry mouth. Drew looked up at him with a mixture of confusion
and anger.

"Easy tiger, we're not done yet"

Adam kicked off his shoes and finished removing the rest of his clothes. He
climbed up on the bed and moved Drew to the center of the bed on his back
while he towered over the boy. He took hold of his Son's legs and spread
them apart. The sight before him was amazing. Drew's smooth body was
flawless. His blonde hair and bright blue eyes made Adam's throat constrict
with desire.

Adam wanted to fuck him.

He wanted it so bad in fact, he found himself lining his massive prick up
to impale the child. But then he looked up at Drew's face. The boy lay
there with nothing but complete trust in his eyes.

"No" Adam said out loud before he could help himself. What am I doing? He
thought to himself. He looked down at his massive prick, the size of Drew's
forearm, firmly pressed against the boy's ass.

Adam felt extreme guilt rip through his mind. His own lust had overridden
his common sense. How could I even think it! He thought.

Adam lifted up and let his dick lay on top of Drew's rock hard shaft. He
brought his Son's legs together until they closed around his beastly
prick. He hugged the boy's legs in his strong arms.

"Put those hands to good use little boy"

Adam began to fuck his cock inside Drew's soft thighs. He watched as his
Son's hands came up and wrapped around his throbbing meat. The feeling of
the boy's flesh made Adam moan before he could help himself. Small fingers
gripped his Daddy dick at the head as Adam continued to slowly fuck into
the boy's thighs, his big nuts slapping against Drew's soft ass.

"That's it baby, stroke that big dick!"

Drew's hands worked his Father's cock in a way that only he could. Every
touch sent ripples of pleasure right up Adam's dick and straight to his
brain.

God I love him, he thought to himself as he watched Drew pleasure his thick
meat. The rest of the world disappeared in Adam's mind. All he knew, all he
cared about was Drew.

He felt Drew's prick pulsing underneath his. The boy's eyes went back in
his head whenever Adam thrust forward and he moaned as Adam brought his
cock back.

"Daddy" he said with his dreamy eyes locked on Adam's face.

Adam's heavy prick throbbed with lust. Hearing the boy call him that almost
made him shoot.

"I'm here baby. Daddy's right here" he said, trying to sooth the child's
desire.

Adam's mouth opened and he started to move it around Drew's tiny feet,
sucking on the warm flesh.

He licked at the child's toes and ran his tongue up the arch of each
foot. Drew shivered and squirmed on the bed. Adam knew he was ticklish but
he did his best to turn it into pleasure instead.

He was hungry for the boy. More than he ever had in his entire life.

Drew moaned and Adam felt his Son's cock rigid against his own. Adam began
to fuck him harder.

"You gonna cum for me baby? You gonna cum for your Daddy?" Adam gently bit
the boy's foot and licked at it with his thick tongue. Drew's hands gripped
his cock like a vise but Adam's huge prick proved far stronger. He watched
his Son, taking in every move and listening to every sound the child made.

"You like that don't you?" he teased the boy. "Daddy's big cock making you
feel good little boy?"

This proved too much for the child. He cried out and lifted his head so he
could lick at his Father's big dick. Adam didn't stop fucking the boy's
thighs and enjoyed watching Drew struggle to get at his hard babymaker.

"Oh yeah!"

Drew strained his head to get at more of his Dad's throbbing cock. Adam
sunk his prick deep inside Drew's legs and held still for his boy
mouth. Drew's tongue, lips and teeth all came out at the same time as he
attacked Adam's furious cock.

"That's my boy! That's my fucking boy!"

He pulled back and started to thrust quickly against Drew's cock. The boy
groaned and threw his body back on the bed. Adam watched as his Son reached
orgasm. The tiny blonde boy shuddered violently, his head tossed from side
to side. Adam didn't let up, he continued to stimulate Drew's preteen prick
with his heavy Daddy dick. Drew's hands gripped the sheets and Adam watched
the boy come down off his incredible high.

The boy was beautiful, the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. Adam
smiled down as his Son seemed to have left his body for a moment. Being
able to give the child this much pleasure made his heart swell with love
for the boy.

"That's my baby. That's Daddy's boy" Adam said softly, his big cock fucking
slowly between the kid's legs. He watched Drew for a long time, making sure
the boy was fully satisfied before taking care of his own needs.

He hugged the boy's legs again and started to fuck them faster. Drew was
still out of it.

"I love you kitten" Adam said, more to himself than to Drew. "Daddy loves
you so fucking much"

Once again, Adam's huge nuts slapped against Drew's ass.

"Every time I look at you my dick gets hard"

Drew was hearing it, but from far away. He still wasn't back from his
orgasm.

"I love the way you play with it...the way you suck on it. The way your
tiny hand slips between my legs to feel it"

Adam increased the tempo.

"I love the way you touch my chest and kiss my lips"

Adam was lost himself. His world consisted of himself and Drew. The next
few moments seemed to compress time. His massive prick swelled to an even
greater thickness and his huge balls filled to the brim. He didn't need
anything else in the world but the vision of his Son below him.

Adam came.

A river of cum erupted out of his heavy prick and showered over Drew. The
boy was may have felt it, but if he did it didn't show. Adam let a second
wave out and watched as the thick white fluid began to coat Drew's tiny
chest and neck. He reached down and lifted the boy's head up with one
hand. Adam's big cock seemed renewed by this act and unleashed a torrent of
cream that splashed Drew's face. Adam knew his Son would want this, he
always wanted his cum. He reached down with his other hand and pumped his
big prick in front of his Son's face and finished unloading the last of his
cum.

Adam let the boy down as gently as he could and carefully lay his legs back
on the bed. He leaned over him, his strong arms holding his massive body
above the boy. He looked at his Son.

Adam's cum dripped off Drew's face and ran down his neck. His small chest
and stomach were wet with cream. Adam coated his finger with cum from
Drew's face and gently pushed it into the boy's mouth. At first he didn't
think Drew would respond because of his physical reaction to every orgasm,
but the boy snapped to attention at the first taste of his Father's
cum. Drew nursed on his finger and Adam couldn't help but smile down at his
handsome Son.

"That's Daddy's boy" he said, as he continued to feed Drew his cum.




Adam held the door open for Drew and he bounded in with excitement. Drew
was a big fan of science fiction and fantasy movies. He loved seeing big
blockbusters of superheroes and spaceships and tonight was no different. He
had nearly jumped out of his seat when his Dad suggested they go to the
theater that night. Popcorn and soda, not to mention all that candy, filled
the boy's head as he ran to get into the truck.

Adam was patient with Drew as the boy talked non-stop about the movie and
what it would be about. It didn't matter to Adam what they saw, he just
wanted to see his Son smile.

After drinks, popcorn and as much candy as Drew could stuff in his pockets,
Adam pulled him through the crowd as they walked down the hallway to the
theater.  Before they got there Drew felt his Dad's strong hand press
firmly into his chest, stopping him in his tracks. He looked up to see his
Father looking down at him. He moved Drew to the wall and told him not to
leave. Drew nodded, seeing his Dad's serious expression. He watched as his
Father placed the drink tray on the floor and then move away from him. Drew
tilted to the side in an attempt to see around his Dad's large frame.

There was a boy, in a wheelchair. He was maybe ten or so, but it was hard
to tell because of the chair. Around him were two boys, probably older but
not by much. They were saying something but Drew couldn't hear what it
was. It seemed to be upsetting the handicap boy.

Adam took each kid by the back of the shirt and lifted them clear off the
ground. He turned them in mid air.

"You girls wanna make fun of someone then make fun of me!"

Blood drained from their faces. They hung limp in Adam's grasp, unable to
cope with the new position they found themselves in. They looked at one
another seeing terror in the other's eyes.

"You think he needs you to remind him he's in a wheelchair?"

The boys shook their heads and something that passed for a weak voice came
out of one of their mouths.

"No Sir"

"Well maybe you just wanted attention?" Adam continued pulling the boys
closer to his face, intending to drag this out until he made his point.

"Maybe you thought it would be fun if everyone stared at him?"

The boys hung in the air, eyes wide, mouths open and at a total loss for
words...at least any that would make sense.

"You know what I think? I think I can attract some attention myself. In
fact I think by the time I'm done NO ONE will be looking at HIM!"

The message was clear to even these bullies. Adam was about to make an
example out of them.

They both looked around helpless. They had friends there, others who knew
them from school.

What if they saw them hanging in the air? They would be ridiculed for
months.

Drew grinned. He saw his Dad's big biceps bulge out as he effortlessly held
the children above the ground. He looked around and sure enough people were
watching his Dad. Mostly kids but some adults. The kids were laughing and
pointing while the adults looked on with confusion. Drew loved watching his
Dad like this. His intense power and the way he took down bullies never
ceased to amaze Drew. Others felt fear or salvation with Adam, depending on
which side of the tracks they found themselves on, but Drew felt nothing
but complete love.

There was one woman...who looked highly concerned. Drew guessed she was the
boy's mother. He moved away from the wall and walked up to her side,
looking up, waiting for her to notice him. She was about to move to her own
Son when she found Drew near her.

Drew pointed to Adam and said, "He's MY Dad!" As if no further explanation
was needed.

The woman looked back at the large man holding the small kids in the
air. Her Son was looking up also with a smile on his face, which both
surprised and relieved her. Her first instinct was for her Son's safety
which she assumed was in jeopardy because of the dangerous looking man near
him.

Now this boy by her side had eased her fears.

"It's alright" Drew continued as he shoved a handful of popcorn in his
mouth, clearly unconcerned for the safety of her Son. As he crunched it up
and swallowed he said, "My Dad will take care of everything"

She looked down a Drew, not knowing what to say. The boy was munching on
another fistful of popcorn and acting as if this was the most natural thing
in the world.

"Does he do this a lot?"

Drew looked up and started to say something in his Dad's defense, something
about protecting small kids and not liking bullies, and about how strong
his Father was, and how much the girls liked him, but instead of such an
eloquent answer he shrugged his shoulders and said..."Yeah"

The woman left Drew's side and moved to her Son. Adam saw her and nodded in
her direction, his intense look softening immediately when he faced her.

"Sorry ma'am. These kids here..." he shook the two boys in the air to show
her who he was talking about, as if she needed that cleared up, "wanted to
meet me so badly, that they asked your Son to introduce us!" Adam face
sneered at the kids in disgust. "Isn't that right?"

The boys nodded in terror.

"Sorry to bother you, it won't happen again" Adam spoke to the child in the
wheelchair. The boy smiled up and him and waved happily.

Adam walked away with the kids still in the air. "Why don't we go somewhere
private and get to know each other" he said, looking at each boy in the
face. "You know, where no one can see us..." He dropped the boys to the
ground and they immediately fled away from him, tears running down the face
of one frightened boy. Adam walked until he was in front of Drew, his face
smiling as he watched the boys run right out of the theater. He looked down
at Drew.

"I thought I told you not to eat all the popcorn?"

Drew looked up sheepishly. "I only had a few" He shook the bag to show how
much was left.

"Uh-huh" Adam replied taking the bag away and tucking it under his arm. He
went over to the wall and picked up the drink tray. As they walked to the
theater Drew slipped his small hand inside his Dad's large one. He looked
at everyone as they walked, meeting every set of eyes he could. He wanted
to them to know who he was with.

As they passed the wheelchair, the boys looked at each other. Drew grinned.

"He's MY Dad!"



Chapter Eight

Drew woke up beside his Dad, the man's thick arm around his tiny
shoulders. Drew's arm was stretched across his Father's broad chest, not
even coming close to the other side of his muscled body.  The warmth from
his Dad made Drew sigh contently. He let his small hand slowly move across
his Dad's hairy chest, feeling the hard muscle underneath the surface. His
fingers gently tugged at the dark hair and he made circles in the deep
cleft at the center of Adam's chest. His lips began to lightly kiss his
Dad's flesh, loving the taste of his sweat and smell of his masculine body.


Drew looked up to see if his Dad was awake. His head was tilted to the side
and his breathing told Drew he was out cold. Drew had never seen his Dad as
worked up as he was the night before. The way he looked at him had taken
Drew back a little. He had never been afraid of his Dad, never in his life
in fact. Regardless of how big Adam was or how others reacted to him, Drew
felt nothing but complete love and protection from the man. He couldn't
remember his Father ever striking him even once. He knew his friends got
spanked and disciplined but this was foreign to Drew. Maybe because his
Father was divorced from his mom, or that he lived alone made a
difference. Drew didn't know and he didn't care. He had limited time with
his Father and each visit was becoming more and more difficult for him.

Saying goodbye was the hardest.

He would daydream at home when he was with his mom. Dream about his Father
and all the fun things they did together. His cock would become hard as his
mind drifted to the sex they had. Drew loved to kiss his Dad more than
anything. There was something about feeling his Father's thick tongue
pushing into his mouth that drove Drew off the edge. It took little
imagining to remember in clear detail the feel of the man's warm tongue
sucked between his lips.

Drew only had one more day with his Dad and as usual this was the hardest
for him.

He sat up and looked over his Father's huge body, with his big muscles and
dark hair. Adam's biceps swelled even at rest and Drew couldn't help but
smile. It was no wonder he always felt safe when he was near his Dad. He
leaned forward and kissed the big muscle. Adam didn't stir.

Drew reached down and gently pulled the sheet back covering his Dad's huge
prick. The meaty shaft stretched long and impressively lay against his big
thigh. Drew took a moment to take in the incredible sight. He moved down
carefully, not to wake his Dad, until he was inches from his Father's big
cock. Drew breathed in the smell that his lungs craved. He felt electricity
travel up his spine as his body processed the masculine scent.

Drew couldn't get enough. He leaned closer and breathed deeper. A moan
escaped his throat before he could stop himself. He looked up; making sure
his Dad was still asleep. He carefully moved one hand across his Father's
hairy thigh, feeling the huge muscles and rough texture of his hair. Drew
leaned down and gave the thick cock a gentle kiss. The instant his lips
made contact with the warm flesh the meaty shaft began to swell. Drew
looked up. Adam didn't stir.

His lips found his Father's cock once more but instead of moving away after
the kiss, Drew stroked the shaft lovingly with his mouth. As large as it
already was Drew watched the shaft thicken and lengthen under his
touch. The heavy meat responded to Drew, eager to engage the boy's lust. He
continued to breathe in the smell as his mouth hungrily worked at the
shaft. Drew was as careful as he could be not to wake his Dad, but his
desire for his Father was quickly overriding his ability to keep from
waking the big man.

Drew's body was on fire and Adam's throbbing cock only made it worse.

The big prick moved on its own. It began to push against his face as it
stood up. Drew didn't pull back. He loved how heavy it felt as his mouth
moved against it, pressing into him, encouraging the boy to
continue. Drew's lips parted and he sucked on the side of the swollen
shaft. His mouth filled with the salty flavor of his Dad's mighty prick and
his tongue moved against the warm flesh in an attempt to taste even more.

Adam's cock stood fully erect. Drew's mouth worked at the middle of the
shaft and was slowly moving up to the head. His small hands pressed against
his Father's big thigh and firm stomach as he held himself steady at the
man's waist. Drew's mouth opened and closed as his Dad's big dick throbbed
against his tongue. Drew realized he had been moaning out loud and had no
idea how long he had been doing it. He took a moment to turn to his
Dad. Adam was still sleeping. Drew felt the big cock move against his face,
eager for the boy's attention. He turned back and began to lick the juicy
prick. It bumped and bounced against his face as he sucked and licked on
it.

Drew smiled as he lapped at the mighty shaft. He couldn't get enough of his
Dad's cock under any circumstances. He loved everything about his Dad; the
way he looked, smelled, the way he moved and spoke and especially the taste
of his strong flesh.

At some point Drew's mouth found his Father's large cock head. He did his
best to open his mouth as widely as he could, but as usual it wasn't
enough. Even at eight years old Drew was just too small to engulf his
Father's dick the way he wanted. Only half the pulsing head would fit
inside his mouth but he was determined to make up for it with an eagerness
to please his Dad.

The big prick throbbed but didn't move away. It was as if it knew the boy
was struggling and was trying to help. It sat still and allowed the child
to suck on it with his small mouth and lapping tongue. Drew was used to not
touching his Dad's cock with his hands. Adam usually held it for him
because of its size but the truth was Adam couldn't control his feelings
for the boy. Drew enraged his body to the point that Adam had to reduce the
stimulus his Son created inside him. Had it been anybody else between his
legs, be it man or woman, boy or girl, Adam wouldn't have had the
problem. But it was Drew...his Son and the boy was like a drug to Adam's
big cock, an addictive drug that would be in his system for the rest of his
life.

The pulsing prick in Drew's mouth oozed a small amount of cum against his
tongue. Drew's clamped down hard on the big cock as the taste of his Dad's
cum filled his mouth. He sucked hard in an attempt to extract more of the
thick cream from his Father's large prick but it teased him, giving him
just enough to keep him active but not enough to quench his craving.

Drew's small hand reached up and gripped the huge shaft and squeezed it for
more cum. The big dick was much stronger than the boy however and simply
pulsed lustily in his hand, happy for his touch. Drew gripped it with his
tiny fingers and stroked the long prick with broad strokes. The swollen
head throbbed in his mouth and forced his jaw open even more. Drew had to
pull away slightly in order to accommodate the new girth, his tongue ran
across the head, lapping at the hole for more cum.

Adam breathed deeply and spread his legs apart. His chest lifted and his
head moved to the other side as his Son sucked on his hard cock.

Drew was lost for a moment, caught up in the quest to drink his Dad's cock
milk. When Adam's large thigh moved against him the boy was shifted with
it, his small weight no match for the heavy limb.

Drew let his hand drop from Adam's prick and he wrapped his arm around his
Father's solid leg, not letting the cock out of his mouth. He rested his
head against his Dad's stomach and nursed happily on his big dick.

Adam's hand came down and his large fingers moved through Drew's blonde
hair. He was still breathing steadily, still in his dream state, but his
body responded to his Son all on its own.

His Father's touch settled the boy down as it always did. Drew was content
to service the huge prick between his Dad's legs at a slow rhythmic
pace. His soft lips sucked at the swollen head as his Dad's strong fingers
ran methodically through his hair. Drew closed his eyes and sucked deeply
on the heavy cock, loving the way his Father's hand stroked him.

Adam was still asleep. His huge body was in a perfect dream state, his body
responding to his Son's attention the way it always did. Even in his sleep
he showed the boy affection, his hand moving on its own to pleasure his
Son. Adam's legs opened for the boy, giving him every opportunity to
explore his body, his big cock, and his heavy balls. A soft moan left his
chest as his Son nursed on his throbbing pecker.

Drew heard his Dad. He was so content to please him but he didn't want to
disturb his sleep. He was about to turn his head to see if he was awake
when his Father's mighty prick seeped more cum into his mouth. Drew moaned
out loud as the delicious flavor intoxicated his senses. It was as if his
Dad's cock knew the boy was about to move away and brought him back; made
him focus on the one thing he wanted more than anything; to give his Dad
head. Drew's arm hugged at his Father's thigh, keeping him in place as if
his Dad would dare to move him away. His hard cock began to move across his
Father's hairy leg in rhythm to his sucking.

Adam's eyes slowly opened. It took him a moment to realize he was stroking
Drew's hair and that his Son was sucking at his hard cock. He took in a
deep breath and carefully looked down at Drew.

The child's blonde hair was resting on his stomach and although he couldn't
see it, he felt the boy's soft lips sucking deeply on his big prick and his
Son's hard cock rubbing against his leg. Adam was about to let him know he
was awake and tell the boy he loved him but decided against it. Drew wanted
to suck on him just like he always did. This was their last day together
and Adam was determined to give Drew whatever he wanted. If the boy wanted
to blow him Adam would give him his wish. In fact Adam would move heaven
and earth to make the child happy especially after what happened on the
school bus.

As much as Drew loved him, Adam knew he loved the boy a thousand times
more. The fact that Drew wanted him so much drove Adam to love him even
more. Sometimes he would pretend to be bothered by Drew's constant
attention, teasing the boy or half heartedly pushing him away. But the
truth was Adam craved the boy's touch. He loved the way Drew always wanted
to hold his hand in public, or sat next to him on the sofa, his small body
pressed against his. The way Drew's arms tried to hug his thick chest or
the way his fingers ran across his biceps made Adam's cock hard for the
boy. He loved to sink his big, warm tongue into Drew's mouth and let him
suck on it. Between his cock and his tongue, Adam had plenty to please the
child with.

He smiled at his Son, careful not to give himself away. He laid his head
back on the pillow and felt his dick throb in Drew's mouth.

Suck it angel, Adam thought to himself. He felt Drew's tongue lapping at
his hole, eager for more of his cum. The boy craved it in a way Adam didn't
understand. He came like a bull and Drew would swallow every drop if he let
him. After the first mouthful you would think the boy would have gotten
enough...but not Drew. He would suck Adam's big dick until his balls
emptied completely.

Adam never let it come to that. He was just too big a man for a little boy
like Drew to take in one sitting. Drew struggled to take his cum but Adam
made sure to give him only enough to satisfy his thirst. He was afraid the
boy would get sick or choke on his thick cream. And yet here his Son was,
sucking him off for the umpteenth time as if he had never sucked him
before.

Adam loved the child more than he could ever explain. His big dick seeped
cum into Drew's mouth every few minutes...just enough to keep him in
place. His heavy, hairy balls filled with cream but denied the boy their
bounty. His dick had a mind of its own and it intended to keep the child
right there, sucking on the head, preferably for eternity. The boy was on a
leash, a leash made of heavy white cum and as long as his big prick fed the
boy, Drew wasn't going anywhere...not for a long time.

Adam relaxed in the bed and enjoyed his Son's mouth on his cock. It was
going to be a long morning and Adam wouldn't have it any other way.

Drew's mouth was stretched over his Dad's huge head and his tongue was
probing his hole in search of more of his Daddy's cream. The boy was in
heaven. The big, silky cockhead warmed his mouth and it throbbed just
enough to make Drew suck it just a little deeper. His cock was so big, so
strong; it could have easily pushed the boy away. But it was patient,
infinitely patient with him. It would teach him what to do and how to
properly service him.

Adam felt more of his cream seep into Drew's mouth. Again the child moaned
and Adam smiled at the sound. Had it been anyone else Adam would have
pushed their heads deeper on his big prick, but it was Drew...it was his
Son and Adam was doing this for Drew's pleasure, not for his own.

Suck me anyway you want baby, he thought. Daddy's not going anywhere.

Drew's hand eventually worked its way back up to his Dad's massive
prick. His small fingers rubbed at his Father's thick shaft and moved down
to caress his heavy balls. His soft moans filled the room and his saliva
dripped down from his mouth and began to coat his Dad's hairy stomach. His
warm tongue circled around Adam's silky cockhead, making love to the
throbbing shaft between his Father's muscled legs.

Adam's hand moved to Drew's neck and his large fingers carefully rubbed his
Son's small muscles.

His big cock throbbed and he felt his balls began to feed the boy more and
more of his cum.

Drew's sucking became more excited as his Father's milk began to fill his
mouth up more frequently.

Daddy! He thought as he sucked his Father's mighty prick.

Adam's fingers coaxed his Son to suck him harder. He spread his legs apart
and gently moved his hips forward in an attempt to push just a little more
of his cock into his Son's mouth. He lifted his head up and watched his boy
suck his cock. It was incredible. His eight year old Son was hungrily
blowing him, moaning like an addict, his small mouth gripping his swollen
head and his tiny fingers pumping up and down his huge shaft. Adam's head
tilted to the side. He wanted to see the boy's mouth, to see his Son suck
his big cock. He moved Drew's long blonde hair up out of the way and smiled
as his only Son gave him head.

"Suck me baby" Adam spoke for the first time, no longer caring if Drew knew
he was awake. He stroked the child's head, keeping his hair back from his
face. He stared intently at Drew's mouth affixed to his big cock.

"That's my boy" he said deeply. "That's Daddy's little boy"

Adam tilted his hips upward and tried to get more of his dick in the
child's mouth. Drew of course, already beat him to the punch and was
currently stuffed to the limit. Adam's gentle thrust had only served to
push Drew back some. Adam grunted in delight. His Son tried so hard, so
hard to take his heavy cock in his mouth but it was an impossible task that
the boy just wasn't up to. Adam couldn't help but feel masculine pride at
the size of his big dick.

"Suck what you can baby" he encouraged his Son. "Your Daddy's a big boy"

He grinned at Drew but his Son was lost in a sea of lust for his
Father. His hand pumped up and down the mighty shaft and he sucked as hard
as he could on his Dad's prick. He saw Drew's body start to shudder. The
boy was going to cum himself, it wouldn't take long now. Adam knew what the
boy needed.

"Daddy's gonna cum in your mouth baby" he said, watching Drew get
excited. He knew this is what the child wanted. It was all about his cream,
his thick man cum. Adam spread apart his legs and felt his balls churn.

"Eat that dick!" he growled out. His heavy shaft swelled up and his huge
balls unloaded inside Drew's hungry mouth.

"Fuck!" he shouted as his cock erupted inside Drew's lips. He watched as a
river of thick white cum flooded out of the boy's mouth and down to his
stomach. Adam's prick surged and he barely had time to grab Drew by the
hair and pull him back before his big cock spewed a torrent of cum into the
boy's mouth again. Instead it splashed heavily against the child's face and
dripped on Adam's hairy stomach.

Drew had his mouth wide open and he pulled against his Father's hand in an
attempt to recapture the large man's prick. He felt the heavy cream slide
off his smooth skin as his Dad's dick erupted in mid air and ejaculated its
load against his face.

Adam watched as his heavy shaft throbbed and shot at his Son. He smiled as
Drew struggled to get to his dick. It never ceased to amaze him the lengths
the boy would take to suck his big cock. After the second eruption he let
his Son go and watched in delight as Drew practically attacked his cum
covered cock. The boy's mouth slobbered on Adam's thick cream and slid
across the wet skin as his lips sunk deeply on the silky head.

Drew's entire body trembled and his hard cock humped his Father's hairy
leg.

 Adam watched with Fatherly pride as his young Son came.

As always Drew came so hard his body practically shut down. His head
slumped on his Dad's stomach and his fingers tight grip on his Father's big
cock became a weak grasp.

Adam watched his Son carefully and very gently pulled his wet prick out of
the boy's mouth. He smoothed the child's hair down with his hand and smiled
as his Son's eyes fluttered shut. Drew was almost out.

Adam's stomach was covered in cum but it paled in compariSon to Drew's face
which literally dripped with it. Adam gently ran his fingers across Drew's
face and cleaned him off, letting his cum fall on his stomach. He licked at
his own fingers once he wiped his Son off and then carefully lifted the
boy's tiny body up against his chest.

Adam wrapped his thick arms around his beautiful boy and held him close,
kissing his head.

"Daddy loves you" he whispered in his ear.




Drew had packed his things and was sitting in the back of Charles's car
waving goodbye to his Dad.

This was always the hardest part for him, driving away from his Father. It
would take two hours or so to get home and Drew would talk to Charles about
his trip with his Dad, not telling him too much, just enough to keep his
interest. Inside he would be thinking about his handsome Father and the
great time they had together. Drew always felt warm inside when he thought
of his Dad. His big arms and broad shoulders made Drew feel invulnerable as
if nothing in the world could hurt him when he was with his Father.

He put his things away in his room after saying hello to his mother. She
went on and on about the accident and how irresponsible it was for his Dad
to let him go in the first place. Drew never argued with her because his
Dad told him not too. She would never know how much he loved the man, or
dreamed of being with him night after night. Drew sat there and listened to
her. She wanted to take him to the doctor and make sure he was alright but
Drew could tell she was seeing dollar signs not just the state of his
health.

He went to the den. Charles and his mom were talking outside on the deck
about contacting the hospital and getting hold of one of Charles's lawyer
friends. Drew lifted up the phone and called his Dad. It rang only twice
before a familiar deep voice answered.

"Hello"

"Dad...it's Drew"

Adam laughed. "I know who it is baby. I always know when it's you"

Drew paused, loving the way his Dad spoke to him. "I'm home and everything
is alright"

"That's good" There was a moment of silence and Adam said, "I miss you
already"

Drew sighed.

"In fact, I missed you when you drove away from me"

Drew felt his stomach sink, he wanted nothing more than to feel his Dad's
thick arms wrapped around him and listen to his strong heart beat in his
broad chest.

"I miss you too Dad" he sounded sad. "I always miss you..."

Adam took in a deep breath. It would have felt better if someone stabbed
him with a knife than hear his Son depressed.

"Kitten, I love you" he told his boy. "Daddy loves you so much. I think
about you every minute of every day we're apart. Don't you ever forget
that"

Drew nodded his head. "I won't Dad"

Adam gripped the kitchen counter top. "Now you be good for your mother,
don't give her any cause to be mad at you. I'll see you in a few weeks and
you call me if you need anything, even if it's just to talk, alright? It
doesn't matter what time...just call me"

Drew wanted to say so much more but only managed to say, "I love you Daddy"

Adam stood up and threw his head back, wanting to hit something,
anything. His fist bunched up and he swung it in the air.

"I love you too angel"

Drew hung the phone up and looked out the window at his mother and
Charles. They were still talking about the accident and Charles was dialing
someone on his cell phone. Drew sighed and went back to his room to unpack.

More than two hours away, Adam walked around his house looking for
something to break. He was usually a very level headed man, in complete
control of his emotions, but when his Son was involved, he turned into a
raging beast. He walked outside, found a hand ax on the ground and hurled
it into a tree. The thick blade imbedded itself deep into the wood. Adam
moved toward it, to throw it again.




Drew had spent the next three days playing with his friends while Charles
worked and his mother planned out the lawsuit. He was on his bike going to
his friend Billy's and took a shortcut through a reservoir. He had taken it
many times before and as they lived in a safe neighborhood Drew was never
afraid. He looked around having passed by some other kids about twenty
minutes ago and noticed he was alone. It was about one in the afternoon and
Drew found an open patch of ground he thought might be good for some tricks
with his bike.

He had only just learned how to pop a wheelie and he was eager to practice
whenever he could, provided he was alone so no one could see him fail. He
wanted to show his Dad what he could do so he wanted to make sure he
wouldn't mess up when the time came.

Drew was pleased with himself. He did three wheelies back to back and knew
he was getting better having beaten his previous record by one. He didn't
want to be too late at Billy's so he started to head up the bike path. It
had rained a day earlier and the ground became muddy, but like most kids
Drew thought it was great and plowed through it happily.

With his wheels coated with mud, Drew drove on passing by a drainage ditch
and headed to the right.

His wheel slid out from under him and he bike didn't turn. Instead it
headed right to the ditch. Drew tried to brake but it was too late, his
front wheel came off the ground and dropped into the hole.

Drew bailed off the bike as it slid away from him. He watched it fly
straight into the ditch as he landed on his side. His body didn't stop
however. The momentum from the bike was still with him and the mud on the
ground provided no support. Drew was going down with his bike.

His hands clawed at the earth, grabbing large chunks of mud and dirt,
barely slowing him down. His feet dropped off the edge, followed by his
knees and hips. Drew twisted on his stomach, fear taking over. He was
scared, more than he had been in a long time. His body dropped off the side
but before he went completely over his hand found the cement edge and
gripped it like his life depended on it.

Drew hung in space. He looked down. There was a good ten to fifteen feet
before the concrete tube would break his fall and the sides were slick with
water and mud. Drew managed to get his other hand up and take hold of the
edge. He panicked.

His bike was in a jumble at the bottom of the ditch. He heard running water
as the tube drained the surrounding area of rain the previous day. Drew was
in trouble. He cried out for help.

It had been a long time since he saw those kids and they were heading in
the other direction. Drew felt tears run down his face. He was going to get
hurt and no one was around to help him.

His fingers ached; he was unable to bring himself up. His feet keep
slipping on the slick surface and his body seemed heavier by the second. He
didn't know how long he hung there crying out for help.

It seemed like forever.

He felt his fingers slip. He was about to fall and there was nothing he
could do about it. He wanted his Dad.

"HELP ME!" he shouted one more time before his hands gave up. His tiny body
started to fall. Tears blinded his vision.

He fell maybe one good foot before a large hand clamped down on his
wrist. Someone had caught him in mid air. He looked up but couldn't see
through his tears and dirt that covered his face. His small body lifted up
into the air. Whoever had him was strong.

He cleared the edge of the ditch and was set down a good three feet from
it. He lifted up his hands and wiped his face to look at his savior.

A muscular teenager with thick black hair stood in front of him. His jeans
were torn and his hairy legs shown through. He was handsome but rugged in a
way that reminded Drew of someone. He looked like he could be mean if he
wanted. Drew noticed a barbed wire tattoo on one large bicep.

"You alright little man?" the boy asked, squatting down in front of Drew.

He nodded his head. "Thanks"

The strong boy reached out and ruffled Drew's hair. "No problem kid. You
shouldn't be out here by yourself, you might run into someone bad...you
know, someone like me" he grinned playfully at Drew. He held out his hand
for Drew to shake.

"I'm Max"

That's when it all came back to Drew. This was the same boy his Father beat
up, the one with his friends in the supermarket. Drew looked at the
teenager's biceps. They were big. Not as big as his Dad's but easily larger
than anyone else his age.

The boy stood up to his full impressive height. He walked to the ditch and
looked down. "I'm going to get your bike" he said as if it were the easiest
thing in the world.

"It's too deep" Drew said.

Max turned and smiled at him. "Not for me" And he dropped from sight right
into the ditch. Drew made it to his feet and walked over to the edge,
careful not to get too close. He saw Max lifting his bike in the air over
his head. He looked up and Drew. "Move out of the way little buddy"

Drew moved back and to the side and watched his bike fly through the air in
front of him, not a moment later. It landed on the ground about four feet
from him. He went back to the ditch and saw Max start to run first up one
side of the wall and then the other. The boy built up speed and then
launched himself up one wall. His strong hands managed to grab the edge
once his legs propelled him skyward. With ease, the teenager lifted himself
out of the ditch, a feat Drew was nowhere near able to do.

Max looked at the bike. "It's seen better days that's for sure" He pulled
at the frame trying to straighten it out. "I can fix it but I can't do it
here" Drew walked over to him and Max saw him limp. "What's wrong with
you?"

Drew looked down, his legs was cut and bleeding right below the
knee. Before he could answer Max lifted up his torn jeans and examined him.

"You'll be fine, is just a bad scrape" He stood up and brought the bike
with him. It couldn't be driven but it would wheel itself beside him. He
squatted down on the ground and looked at Drew.

"Get on my back. I can take you both"

Drew hesitated for a moment and then wrapped his small arms around Max's
thick neck. The boy stood up, taking Drew with him. One big arm came around
and supported Drew's legs.

"I've got you buddy, just take it easy. I don't live too far from here"

Drew leaned against the strong boy and let himself be carried back down the
path. About five minutes later Drew decided to remind the teenager who he
was, just in case Max wasn't kidding earlier about meeting him in the
woods.

"You know who I am?" he asked timidly. The large boy turned and smiled at
him.

"Of course I do. Your Father kicked my ass"

Drew didn't respond, not sure of what else to say.

"You're Drew right?"

He nodded. The teenager kept walking.

"Well let's get you back to my place and get you fixed up. I'll see what I
can do with your bike"

Drew didn't say anything else. He leaned against the boy's strong back
wishing his Dad was with him.




Chapter Nine

Max carried the boy all the way out of the woods on his back, moving the
broken bike along as he did.  Sweat ran down between his shoulder blades
and soaked into Drew's shirt. Drew could smell the masculine odor coming
from Max's skin. It was like his Father's but not as strong. Drew could
feel the boy's strength through his skin. It explained why he was unafraid
to jump down the ditch or the ease with which he carried Drew on his
back. To Drew, Max was like a strong tree, but he knew if Max was a tree
then his Father was a steel tank. He could crush a dozen boys like Max with
almost no effort.

But Adam wasn't there...just Max.

Almost a mile up the street they turned into a dirt path that later
revealed a small home secluded by a large grove of trees. Max walked up the
steps taking Drew with him but leaving the bike behind.

He opened the door without unlocking it and took Drew into the kitchen. He
moved down until Drew could stand on his own two feet and had him lean
against the table. Drew listened for sounds of someone else in the house
but heard nothing.

No one was home.

Max moved out of the room and came back a minute later with several items
in his hands including a bottle of peroxide.

"You live alone?" Drew asked him.

Max shook his head. "Nah, but no one else is here for the next few
months. My mom is away at my aunt's house, so I'm watching the place for
her" He placed the items on the kitchen counter and came over to Drew. "I
live with my Dad near your place, but my mother lives here" Drew's head
came just level with Max's stomach. Max put his hands on Drew's waist and
lifted the boy clear off the ground. He carried him to the counter. Drew
grabbed hold of Max's thick biceps as he was lifted in the air. The strong
body carried him with ease and Drew became aware of just how small he
really was. "I guess we have that in common" He sat Drew down in front of
him. Even then Max was a good head taller than Drew. Max hadn't taken his
hands away from Drew's waist. "Let's take care of you first"

Drew's small hands rested on Max's muscled forearms and he nodded to the
large teenager. "Will it hurt?" He asked with double meaning, not sure if
Max was going to hurt him or help him.

Max shook his head. "You'll be fine. I won't let anything happen to you"
His green eyes seemed to twinkle. He knelt down and examined Drew's leg,
peeling back the torn jeans. He took the bottle of peroxide and some gauze
and started to clean the wound. It stung.

"Oww" Drew said, careful not to sound like a child.

"Sorry buddy, I have to clean this out so it won't get infected. You'll be
alright in a second"

Drew watched the boy work. He wouldn't have thought Max could be so gentle
or would even know what to do. Max took hold of his leg above and below the
wound and breathed against it. Drew knew he was drying the injury but he
couldn't help but feel his small cock grow. There was something incredibly
erotic about what Max was doing to him and luckily before Drew's condition
became too obvious, Max stopped.

"So you live with your Dad? I wish I lived with mine" Drew said, making
conversation and hoping Max didn't look between his legs.

Max stood. "Yeah, but right now my Dad's not doing so well" He waited for
Drew to say something but it was clear the boy didn't know what he was
talking about.

"Didn't your Dad tell you what he did?"

Drew looked confused. "My Dad?"

"Yeah"

Drew shook his head.

"Oh" Max said, placing his hands on Drew's tiny legs. "You're Dad and mine
had a fight shortly after we ran into you at the supermarket"

Drew swallowed, not liking where this was going. Max was big. Not big like
his Dad, but big enough to take on four or five kids his own age, and Drew
was only eight.

Max squeezed Drew's legs; they gave easily to the teenager's strong
fingers. "My Dad's pretty mean. He usually gets his way" Max took a deep
breath. "But your Dad...well, he's one tough Son of a bitch!" He held up
one hand in front of Drew's face with the first two fingers extended.

"Two punches are all it took. It probably would have taken only one but
your Dad doesn't do anything halfway"

Max stepped back from Drew and turned away. "He broke my Father's ribs"
With that he began to pick up the bottle and gauze and put them to the
side.

Drew watched. "I...didn't know" he said, his voice sounding timid. He
looked up at the large teenager. "Are you mad at me?"

Max turned, his forehead frowned in confusion.

"At you? No, of course not. It's cool little buddy, he deserved it" Max
paused. "He deserved it for a long time"

Max lifted up his shirt showing off not only his muscled body but a large
bruise on his side. He pointed at it. "My Dad did this to me with a stick
after your Dad...well, you were there." He let his shirt fall. "He said I
should have handled myself better. He said he didn't raise girls...and then
he hit me"

Drew simply watched him, not knowing what else to say but still feeling
vulnerable. Max saw the fear in his eyes so he smiled and he lifted Drew
up, setting him on the ground.

"How's the leg?"

Drew walked on it. It hurt but it felt better than before. "Thanks"

Max smiled at him. "Now let's look at your bike" He held out his hand and
Drew took it.

They walked outside and Max made sure he made it down the steps
alright. They took the bike to a shed behind the house. It looked more like
a small barn, with two large double doors and a wide workbench in the
middle. Tools lined the walls and dirt covered the floor.

Max lifted up the bike and put in on the workbench. He moved to one wall
and began to take several tools down, placing them beside the bike. He
turned to the bench and then pulled off his shirt.

Drew's eyes ran over the thick muscles on his arms and shoulders. His waist
was lined with abdominal muscles that rippled across the boy's tan
skin. One line of dark hair seemed to cut the teenager in half, dipping
between the muscles and running inside the boy's pants.  He had a small
tuft of dark hair between his pecs and sweat ran down his body in small
drops. A barbed wire tattoo lined one of the boy's thick biceps and another
one of an eagle rode high on the right side of his chest. And for the first
time, Drew noticed that Max had a large bulge between his legs, much like
his own Father had.

Drew felt himself swallow. Max was a work of art.

Max took the front wheel in his bare hands and began to bend it back into
shape. His thick biceps stuck out and the metal folded under the pressure
he exerted. Drew watched him work, admiring the boy's incredible body.

Max noticed Drew watching him. He smiled, still working on the bike. "Not
as big as your Dad am I?"

Drew blushed, realizing he was caught staring.

"You're pretty big"

Max made a muscle with one arm. "I don't get too many complaints" he said,
proud of his body.

He lifted up a hammer and beat the front wheel some. "So your Dad must work
out?"

Drew shrugged his shoulders. "I've never seen him. I think it's just from
his job"

"What does he do?"

"He has his own company. He puts up house frames and sometimes takes them
down"

"That explains most of it"

Max continued to work and Drew watched as the sweat slowly ran down to the
boy's pants. After a good ten minutes Max was satisfied and put the bike on
the ground. He moved it around and then sat on the seat, making sure it
would hold him.

"Like new" he said to Drew who smiled at him.

"Thanks Max! My mom would freak if I broke it"

He handed the bike to Drew. "You have a stepdad who can fix it?"

Drew shook his head. "No, I don't think so. He's not too good with things
like this"

Max laughed. "Not exactly like your Dad is he?"

Drew shook his head.

"Well trust me, sometimes that's not such a bad thing"

They walked to the front of the house. Max stood near Drew as he pushed the
bike along, making sure the boy wouldn't fall with his hurt leg. When they
got to the porch Max went inside the house and brought out two glasses of
lemonade, handing one to Drew.

"Drink up buddy and I'll take you home"

Drew sipped the cold liquid and looked around. "You have no car?"

"Not here I don't, my Dad took it from me after what happened" He didn't
need to elaborate, Drew understood what he meant.

Max looked at him. "Well you can't ride with that leg and the bike is too
small for me" He moved behind Drew and picked him up by the waist, sitting
him on his shoulders. "I'll take the bike and you can ride me"

Max pushed the bike along and walked down the dirt path to the street, one
strong hand held on to Drew's good ankle.

It was a five mile walk. Max asked Drew about himself and the young boy was
only too happy to tell him anything he wanted to know. He asked Max about
his family. His life didn't sound nearly as good as his own, but Max wasn't
shy about the truth and had no problems admitting his sparse
beginnings. Drew felt Max's strong hand grip at his leg and squeezed it
whenever he made a joke.

Drew liked Max.

About two miles from Drew's house they began to move toward a group of
boy's about twelve years old. There were three of them. Drew stiffened on
top of Max's broad shoulders. Max looked up.

"They don't like me too much" he said softly.

Max slowed down. "Why's that?"

"I don't know. They say my house is big. I don't think they have much"

"I know the type" Hell I am the type, Max thought to himself.

Max moved deliberately toward the boys and felt Drew's legs tighten around
his neck. Clearly he didn't want any trouble, but Drew didn't know who Max
was...not yet anyway. The boys were on bikes and in a circle. Two of them
were overweight, the last one not so much. Max caught their gaze as they
looked over his bare chest and tattoos.

"What the fuck are you looking at?"

The biggest boy pulled away slightly but held Max's gaze. Max lifted Drew
off his shoulders and set him on the ground. He handed the bike to him and
Drew took it without saying a word, but his eyes pleaded with Max. Max said
nothing. He moved in front of the big kid placing himself between them and
Drew.

"You eyeballing me bitch?"

The boy pushed back on his bike and this time turned his eyes away from
Max's face. Max took the handlebars of his bike and shook them so hard the
boy fell to the ground.

"I asked you a fucking question"

The boy lifted himself up but Max put one work boot on his chest and shoved
him back to the ground.

"NO SIR" the boy shouted, now terrified. The others moved away but didn't
leave. Max leveled his gaze at each of them.

"You guys like to pick on my little brother?" His hand waved to Drew. The
boys all looked at Drew, clearly having no idea he had a brother, let alone
one built like Max. They shook their heads.

Drew watched the confrontation with the same surprised look that the others
had.

Brother? He thought.

"NO?" Max growled. "Well that's not what I heard. I heard you pussies give
him a hard time"

He quickly reached over and took the next biggest kid by the shirt front
and hauled him off his bike.

"You've been giving my brother a hard time?"

Fear rippled through the boy's face. Max was a far cry from the local
street bullies these boys usually dealt with.

"NO SIR" he said, mimicking his friend. Max threw him back and he landed on
top of his bike. The third boy pushed back and faced the other direction,
keeping a healthy distance from Max.

"If I ever hear you giving him any shit, I'm gonna break your fucking
necks!" He kicked the large boy under his boot. "You hear that fat boy?"

"YES" he cried out, tears running down his full face, twisted in pain.

Max moved away and put Drew back on his shoulders. The two boys took the
opportunity to get their bikes and ride off, the third boy already peddling
down the street as fast as he could. Max watched them and laughed.

"I think that's the end of that problem"

Drew watched them leave and he looked at Max. The large teenager smiled at
him and slapped him on the back, clearly thinking he had fixed all of
Drew's neighborhood troubles. Drew wasn't so sure but couldn't help getting
caught up in the moment. He smiled back.

 Max walked near Drew as they headed down the street.  When they came
close, Drew told him it was his street and Max stopped at the corner.

"Which one is it?"

Drew pointed at the third house. Max knelt down in front of him.

"Look I don't do parents too well. I better let you go here. Just tell your
mom I took care of your bike if she asks, and I think you should leave out
the part about your fan club back there" Max grinned, showing off his white
teeth. The rough edge he had at all times seemed to disappear when he was
happy. It was as if he were a different perSon.

Drew smiled. "Okay"

"I'll wait here to make sure you get home alright and if those idiots
bother you again, just let me know"

Max began to stand up but Drew quickly moved forward and threw his arms
around the teenager's neck.

"Thanks Max!"

Max froze for a moment, not having the experience of being a hero too often
in his life. His mind flashed back to Adam choking him unconscious and then
of making him kneel at his feet. He saw his Dad laying on the ground and
gasping in pain. For some reaSon that made Max feel slightly better.

He put his arms around the thin child and hugged him back.

 "No problem little brother"

Drew moved back and took his bike, "I don't have a brother..." he mumbled
regretfully.

Max reached out and ruffled Drew's hair. He pulled his baseball cap out
from his belt and put it on Drew's head.

"You do now...my number is inside. You call me if you need me. I'll be here
a while"

Drew took off the cap and found the number written in black inside. He
looked at Max with hesitation.

"Can I call you anyway?" he asked hopefully.

Max looked confused.

"Maybe we could do something?"

Drew's big blue eyes shone and Max felt himself smile at his
innocence. Drew knew who Max was, but he didn't really know. Max liked this
new feeling.

"Sure thing bro. Call me whenever you want. We can catch a movie or hang
out at my house, but uh...like I said, I don't do parents very well. They
say I'm a bad influence" he flashed a wicked grin.

Max was the coolest boy he had ever met and Drew liked him a lot. He put
the cap back on, the way Max had it, and walked down his street, pushing
the bike as he did. He looked over his shoulder and saw the big teenager
watching him. He felt protected, like when he was with his Father.

 Max waited until Drew moved inside. He took note of where the boy lived
and walked back down the street. Drew was taken with him and this was
something he didn't expect. Usually guys feared him or ran when he came
near, especially small kids like Drew. Max had that kind of reputation, a
reputation that he liked and fostered every chance he got.

But this little boy didn't seem afraid at all. The way the kid looked at
him and hugged him...

Max felt his cock swell between his legs. He ran his hand across his
washboard stomach.

`Fuck, what's not to like?' He thought to himself. "Looks like I've got a
little brother"




Adam just got off the phone with Sue. As usual she was in rare form. She
was pissed off about the bus accident but not because Drew could have been
hurt he knew, but because she saw money in it.

She blamed him for letting Drew go in the first place and went on and on
about getting her permission before allowing her Son to go anywhere.

Adam wanted to punch her through the wall. How he ever made a child with
her was beyond him. It was another lifetime ago. She wanted to press
charges against the space camp, the trucker who hit them and charge Adam
with neglect.

`Fuck her' he thought as he hung up. He paced the living room for a
minute. Maybe he should call Miss Benet, just in case. Sue was a complete
bitch but she wasn't stupid. If anyone could get something out of this it
would be her. If she ever found out how much money Adam had, she would try
to milk him for every penny. He knew he had to hide it from her. All the
money he made from the movies with Tony was for Drew. She would never find
it. The only reaSon Drew stayed with him as much as he did was because she
couldn't get anything from him. At least this way she had a break once in a
while to do whatever she wanted.

She had her new husband, big house and fancy car, but all Adam wanted was
their Son. Drew was all that mattered to him. He would be damned if she
would ever take that from him. Adam needed to blow off steam. He called
Tony knowing he would have just the thing.

Tony laid out Adam's options. His videos were so popular that Adam was in
high demand. Of course having sex with his own Son on film didn't hurt, but
the size of Adam's thick cock and his ability to perform made him an
overnight star.

He would have liked nothing better than have Drew, Adam and Trevor all join
up for a film, but as usual Adam wouldn't hear of it. Drew was off limits
to everyone but him.

"There is one thing I'd really like you to consider. I think you'd be
perfect for the job. There's a new boy, younger than Trevor but better
trained. I could land you a great deal to take the kid for the ride of his
life"

"He can take ME?" Adam said, unbelievably. Better trained than Trevor? He
thought. The boy damn near swallowed his big cock.

"What can I say, the kid likes dick" Tony replied.

"Does he like BIG dick?" Adam countered with a touch of pride in his voice.

Tony laughed. "Of course. I wouldn't suggest you take him if the boy wasn't
able to handle that beast between your legs"

"Yeah, well seeing is believing. You say this boy is a little older than
Drew? Like what?...20 years?" Adam said, far from convinced.

"He's ten, and trust me not only can he take you but he'll love every
second of it. He's a total bottom!"

Adam sighed. The idea of a kid close to Drew's age sounded great. Lord
knows Adam would love to fuck Drew if the kid wasn't so damn small. At this
rate Drew might never grow up enough to take him and Adam thought about
this quite a bit. Drew would do it, he knew he would. Drew would do
anything for him. Adam let his shoulders slump as he thought about the pain
he would cause the boy. He pushed the thought from his mind.

"Hell I'd love to meet the kid, but if you're exaggerating I'm not fucking
him" Adam thought of splitting the child in two and couldn't imagine any
kid actually taking his massive prick.

Tony laughed and said, "Don't worry Adam, I've been doing this for a while
you know. The kid's name is Brady and you're gonna love him"

Adam played it through his mind. As much as Adam liked to have sex it
mostly revolved around Drew. The rest of the time he did it for money for
his Son's future.  Of course there were exceptions like April and Trevor,
when circumstances required. But Adam had no intention of letting Drew know
about them. Outside sex was nothing more than a job for Adam; he had sex
with his Son out of love. For Adam there was no competition.

But Adam had pent up energy and Drew wasn't around.

"Brady huh?" he asked, mostly to himself. Before Tony could answer Adam
agreed. Tony gave him the time and place and worked out the little details
for the next few minutes.

"What about his Father?" Adam asked.

"Actually his Dad isn't in the picture; his mother is the one setting this
up"

Silence ran through the phone. Adam didn't know what to say. He never
thought a woman would be involved filming kids having sex, let alone her
own child.

Tony picked up the conversation. "His Father broke Brady in originally but
he's in jail now. The mother picked up where he left off. They've made
quite a bit of money with the boy and I can't think of a hotter film than
pairing him up with you"

"Well..." Adam paused. "Is she gonna be there?"

"Would that be a problem for you?"

"I don't know. I don't usually have trouble performing but I've never done
a kid with his mom watching"

"It's up to you. She'll be there but if it's a problem for you she can stay
in another room while you rock Brady"

Adam agreed.




Drew didn't wait 24 hours to call Max. He called him that night to thank
him again. He had to tell his Mother about the accident, but said it
happened on the street and some new boy helped him. He didn't tell her
where it really happened or what Max did to the boys down the street. He
promised Max he never would.

"You want to hang out tomorrow?" Max asked him. Drew almost didn't wait for
him to finish before he answered but Max managed to get the rest out. "I'm
fixing up a buddy's car, he's gonna bring it over to the house. You
remember how to get here?"

"YEAH!" he blurted out too quickly.

"You sure you can ride with your leg?"

"Yeah, my mom cleaned it some more, it feels better"

"Alright, you come over whenever you want" Max told him. "I'll be working
on it all day"

Drew thanked him again and agreed to meet Max. When he went downstairs he
saw Charles holding Max's baseball cap in his hand.

"Who's is this?"

Drew came forward and took it away. "It's mine now" He said
truthfully. "The boy who fixed my bike gave it to me"

Charles looked at it. "It's too big for you"

Drew shrugged. "I don't care, I like it anyway" He stuffed it in the back
of his pants the way Max wore it and went to his room.

Charles didn't think anything of it. He was glad Drew was making
friends. The boy needed to get out of the house more. Charles went out of
his way to be nice to Drew. The consequences of being confronted by Adam
were too frightening to think of. He went back to the den to listen as Sue
spoke more about getting a lawyer for the accident. Charles sighed and did
his best to look interested.




"MAX POSTON?" Sammy's older brother said with a shout. "You've been picking
on HIS brother?" he asked in disbelief.

Sammy, the boy Max kicked on the ground, was beside himself. "You know
him?"

"Of course I fucking know him!" Jake shouted. "Everyone knows him! He
burned down a store a few years ago"

"I've never seen him before" Sammy countered.

"He moved with his Dad after the police put pressure on him. He's bad
fucking news!"

Sammy looked offended. "So you're not going to do anything?"

Jake's face went red. "Are you out of your fucking mind? You think I want
to get knifed?"

"He's not that big" Sammy said, trying to deflate his older brother.

"Yes he fucking is! And his gang is just as fucking bad. I'm not looking
over my shoulder for the rest of my life because you're too stupid to leave
his little brother alone!" Jake looked around the room in thought. "Hell, I
didn't even know he had one"

Sammy watched his brother, hoping things would change. He couldn't imagine
Jake letting someone humiliate him like that. Well something had to be
done, Sammy thought to himself. He stopped listening to his brother and
began to think.





Adam drove a good hour out of his way to meet Tony. They met at a local
diner and then Tony drove them to a warehouse at the edge of town.  Once
inside Tony locked the door behind them and moved to the back where a bed
and furniture were set up, lights banking the entire set. Sitting on the
sofa was Brady and his mother.

The boy was beautiful. Adam could see why his Dad would want to fuck
him. He had light blonde hair like Drew but his eyes were brown. His slight
body was covered in a tee shirt and shorts and Adam could see the boy's
smooth legs and thin arms. The boy's eyes ran over Adam's body and Adam did
his best to make the kid feel at ease. He smiled and knelt down in front of
him.

"I'm Adam" he said, holding out his hand. The boy's tiny arm moved out and
he slipped his hand inside of Adam's.

"I'm Brady" he said with a voice just as high as Drew's. Adam felt his
heart beat deeper as he thought of his Son.

"Janice" the small woman said. She had dark hair with a slender body. Brady
took after her in that regard. Adam stood up and faced her. Her eyes
followed him up and she had to tilt her head back in order to keep his
view. She stepped back to take him all in. For some reaSon Adam thought of
April just then. Janice was small, and small women seemed to gravitate to
him like bees to honey. Adam took her hand and shook it politely.

"Well..." Tony started. "We all know why we're here. I've talked to Janice
about the film and she's ready to answer any questions you might have and
to make this as comfortable for everyone as possible"

Adam knew Tony had paved the way for him to fuck Brady without his mother
present, or with her as the case may be.

"What kind of film are you interested in?" he asked Janice.

She looked at Tony. "Brady's been in the business since he was five. He's
done almost everything, of course his Dad isn't around anymore but..." she
paused.

Five? Adam thought to himself. He couldn't see Drew in Brady's place. Not
on film at least. And everything? What did she mean by that?

Janice still looked at Tony. "So we're looking for more advanced...sex"

Adam looked at Tony as well. "He told you, I'm a big guy?"

Janice nodded. "Oh yeah, that's one of the reaSons I wanted you. Now that I
see you I wish I had known about you earlier"

"No" Adam corrected her. "I don't think you understand. I'm BIG!"

She smiled. "I know, Tony gave me a picture of you" She said happily but
quickly added. "From the waist down of course, he would never show me your
face"

Adam took in a deep breath and looked down at Brady. "I won't hurt him. If
you're into that you need to find someone else. That's not my thing"

"But you'll fuck him though?" she asked.

Adam nodded. "Yeah...I'll fuck him"

Brady looked up from what seemed an impossible distance. Damn he's small,
Adam thought. He looked the boy over completely. Janice and Tony waited. A
long moment later, Adam said it again.

"Yeah...I'll fuck him"

Janice smiled at Tony.




Drew showed up at Max's house on his bike. He took his time but made sure
he wouldn't be late. He told his mother he was going out with friends
because he knew she wouldn't let him go if she knew it was Max. His age
would have popped that balloon instantly. Drew wasn't in the habit of lying
to her except when it came to his Dad of course; Drew would never tell her
that.

He peddled up the path to the small house Max lived in and went to the back
where he could already hear voices. Two older boys saw him first and
frowned at him. A third quickly came into view and scowled at Drew with an
almost angry demeanor. Then he saw Max.

"Hey buddy!" he said to Drew with a smile. Max was leaning over a car and
working on the engine while his three friends watched. They weren't as big
as Max but they were close. Drew could see tattoos on each of them but only
Max wore a muscle shirt that showed his off completely. The other boys
looked rough...sort of like Max, but not, Drew thought. He didn't really
understand the difference, not yet at least.

"This is Drew" Max said to his friends. He pointed to the boy who looked
mean and said his name was Luke. Luke nodded but still didn't look
happy. The other two were Glen and Art. Art at least smiled at Drew. He was
the only one. Max looked around as Drew said hello to each of them. Max
didn't seem too happy. Drew watched as Max came up to his full height.

"He's with me" he said firmly to his friends. All of them seemed to
relax. Even Luke's shoulders seemed to slump at Max's `statement' slash
`hidden threat'.

He's cool, Drew thought. Max was by far the coolest kid he had ever
met. All these boys did whatever he wanted them too, Drew was sure. Drew
pulled out the hat Max gave him and put it on his head. Max walked up and
took Drew's bike, setting it against the house and came back to rub Drew's
head. He took off the cap and pulled on the tab in the back until it became
smaller. He put it back on Drew's head so the bill faced the back, just
like the one he was wearing.

Drew looked up and smiled at Max as he felt the teenager rub his back. Max
looked at his friends and told Drew how they begged him to fix the car
because they were so ignorant about engines. The boys laughed and did their
best to insult Max back but even Drew could tell it was half-hearted.

Drew watched the banter between them and it was clear Max was in
charge. Luke was most likely the next in line but the others were simply
followers.  There was one thing Drew like more than anything. Max stood
close to him, almost protectively. Drew could feel Max's influence wrapping
around him, isolating him from the others, protecting him for future
meetings.

Drew looked at Luke. The boy lost his attitude completely.

"Come on Drew, I'll show you how a car works!"

Drew walked with Max and he pulled up a chair for Drew to stand on. Max
didn't wait for him to climb up; he lifted him in the air by the waist and
waited until he was steady before he let him go.

Max began to point to the engine, naming each part for Drew.

Drew absorbed it like a sponge.

Max was so cool!



Adam told Janice she could stay if she wanted. Although it seemed strange
to him at first, the idea of having a mother watch as he fucked her little
boy made Adam rock hard. Adam looked around until he found a mask he
liked. It would cover his face and since he had no tattoos he didn't have
to worry about them marking him for the police. The mask he picked would
cover his face completely like dark nylon. His jaw and general outline
would show but that would be all. The best part was his breathing and voice
wouldn't be hampered by the fabric.

He went over to Brady.

"Hey buddy; you know why I have to wear this?" He held up the mask.

Brady nodded. "My Dad used to wear one when we made movies. He's in jail
now"

Adam felt his voice die in his throat. The boy's openness surprised him and
he felt guilty for what he was about to do. He took a moment to clear his
thoughts.

"Hey Brady, if you don't want to do this you don't have too. I don't care
what your mother says; this is between the two of us"

The small boy looked up. Adam had squatted down so they could talk, but he
still dwarfed the boy by an incredible amount.

"It's ok" he said, a little too timidly for Adam's liking. "Are you gonna
hit me?"

Brady's words stunned Adam. "Hit you? Hell no, why do you think I would hit
you?"

"Sometimes I get spanked and sometimes..." He didn't finish.

Adam looked over to Tony, his big shoulders bunched up.

"She told you he's been through almost everything" he stated for
Adam. "That's why he's even more popular than you and...your number one
star" Tony didn't use Drew's name and Adam was grateful for it.

Adam looked Brady in the eyes. "I won't be hitting you at all" he said
firmly. "You like sex?"

Brady nodded.

"You like to suck a man's cock?"

Again Brady nodded.

"And?"

 "I like to get fucked too" he said, as if every boy his age understood
what that meant. "My Dad used to do it and then his friends"

Adam nodded. It seemed like Brady was comfortable with sex at least when
there was no hitting.

"Well buddy, I'm a pretty big guy" he waited for that to sink in. "You want
me to fuck you?"

Brady smiled and nodded once more.

Adam smiled back and rubbed Brady's head. "Don't be scared of the mask,
it's me underneath alright? And remember, there'll be no hitting. Were
gonna take it slow. I know what I'm doing. You're only getting what you can
take and no more"

Brady was relaxed and it was clear he had been through this before.  Tony
came over and took Brady to the sofa to tell him about the film. Adam went
to Janice.

"Can I stay and watch?" she asked.

Adam looked at her small frame. His thick shoulders rose up as he
remembered Brady's question about hitting. He didn't like her. This woman
did anything to her child for the sake of money. And it was lucky for her
husband that he was already in jail. Adam closed the gap between them so
she had to look up.

"You can do whatever you want. Just don't interfere while I work"

Her face showed her surprise. Adam held her eyes until she looked away
establishing his dominance over her.

"Of course" she said with a slight tremble in her voice. Janice was used to
men being in control and Adam knew better than anyone how to handle women,
although truthfully he liked a little fight before he broke them down.

Adam stepped away and put the mask on. He pulled off his shirt and both
Janice and Brady watched him closely. Janice had never seen such a strong
man before. Tony went behind the camera and nodded to Adam.

Brady sat on the sofa as Adam came into frame. He looked up at the massive
man and Adam saw some fear in his eyes. He knew the boy couldn't see his
face so he reached up and lifted the mask so he could see him. He grinned
and winked at him. "Hey..."

Brady gave him a big smile. Adam let the mask down and lifted Brady into
his arms. The small boy hugged his thick neck and Adam leaned close to his
ear.

"I won't hurt you Brady" he said softly so only the boy could hear him.
"Don't be scared of me"

He could feel the child relax in his arms. "Kiss me"

Brady started to kiss Adam's neck and broad shoulders. His small hands ran
over the thick muscles under Adam's skin. He felt the man rub and knead his
small ass. Tony zoomed in on Brady's mouth loving Adam's body. He went over
the loose script with Adam but he knew in the end Adam would do whatever he
wanted. Since the success of his movies spoke for themselves, Tony never
complained. For the most part he just started the camera when Adam came in
and filmed whatever happened.

Adam took hold of Brady's small legs and gently lowered him down some. Like
a true professional, Brady kissed at Adam's muscled chest, holding on to
the man's huge biceps. Tony filmed the child's small fingers gripping at
the heavy muscle of Adam's arms. The boy's soft lips ran up and down the
rippled muscle of Adam's torso for a few minutes until he was placed on the
ground. Adam took him by the back of the neck and pulled his face against
his stomach. Brady kissed him but went farther by pulling at the dark hair
running down the center with his lips. His innocent eyes looked up at Adam
and were rewarded with the strong fingers at his neck rubbing him tenderly.

Brady felt himself pushed down until he was face to face with Adam's
bulging crotch. He never hesitated. He kissed at the warm mound with his
tender lips while his hands ran slowly up and down Adam's hard thighs.

Adam gently rubbed the boy's hair with one hand as the boy worked his lips
across his throbbing bulge, careful not to cover him up from view. He let
the kid do his thing while Tony filmed it. He worked with Tony enough to
know not to rush anything with the kids. The whole point was to take the
time to show how much children could enjoy sex the way adults could. So
Adam let the boy play.

Without a word from Adam, Brady began to lick at the thick mound before him
while he looked up at the masked muscle man.

"Good boy" Adam encouraged him. He kept his hand tight behind Brady's
head. It was clear the kid knew what to do but Adam was used to leading and
wasn't about to give up control. He gently moved Brady's head around as the
boy lapped at his crotch.

"You want that?" he asked hypnotically.

Brady nodded his head and began to lick faster. His small hands gripped the
jeans covering Adam's thighs. Adam put his hands on his hips and looked
down at the 10 year old boy. Tony panned the camera out to show Adam's size
versus the small child at his feet and slowly worked in to the boy's tongue
wetting Adam's stuffed crotch. Adam watched the boy lick at him for a good
two minutes before he spoke his next command.

"Go get it"

Brady reached up and unzipped Adam's jeans.

Brady had had more sex in his young life than most adults would have to old
age, but still his eyes widened when Adam's heavy prick flopped out of his
pants and hung in the air. Adam watched him closely from behind his
mask. Now what kid? He thought to himself. Brady swallowed the spit in his
mouth, as if to clear more room, and attacked the beastly prick in front of
him like it was Christmas morning. His lips spread apart and he engulfed
the throbbing head in one pass. Adam's face would have shown surprise if it
could have been seen. The boy's lips sucked at the thick head with a lusty
hunger that made Adam grin.

"That's it boy, suck that dick!"

Brady looked up and Adam could tell he was susceptible to verbal foreplay.

"Is that cock too big for you kid?" Adam teased and it had the effect he
knew it would. Brady moaned and stretched his lips farther down the length
of Adam's big dick. His small hands wrapped around the fat shaft like it
was a giant python and Adam couldn't help but admire the boy.

Brady sucked at Adam's massive prick for long minutes while Tony zoomed in
and out. He panned Adam's huge chest and bulging arms and moved down to
Brady's hungry mouth feasting on the great cock offered him. As good as
Brady was, physics couldn't be changed. Adam was a full grown man with an
enormous prick while Brady was a little boy. An eager boy to be sure, but a
little one none the less. Only a third of Adam's cock was wet with the
kid's spit, the rest remaining forever out of reach from Brady's soft
lips. The boy's cheeks bulged out with the effort of keeping Adam's immense
girth inside and Adam could feel his cock head at the very back of Brady's
throat. But unless Brady was in the circus, there was no way he was going
to be swallowing the cock in his mouth any time in the next few years.

"Get those clothes off boy" Adam ordered him. Brady pulled off his shirt,
taking Adam's cock out for just the length of time it took to get the shirt
over his head. Then he unsnapped his jean shorts and worked them down his
thin legs as he sucked on Adam.

Adam looked down and saw Brady's dick raging hard between his legs, the way
he knew it would be. The boy didn't bother to stroke himself; his hands had
a much bigger job, currently curled around the massive shaft between Adam's
adult legs.

"Eat that dick!"

Brady moaned as he sucked, glancing up at Adam's masked face every moment
or so. Adam gave him another minute before he hauled him abruptly up off
the floor, his big cock popping out of the child's wet mouth. He dropped
Brady on the bed nearby and reached for some lube. Without a word to the
boy, he flipped him on his stomach and pulled him back until his ass was
raised in the air at the edge of the bed. Adam put one big hand on the
boy's back and pressed down, not hard but just enough to tell the kid he
wasn't to move. Brady tucked his arms into his small chest and remained in
place while Adam began to rub the lube against his ass.

Adam turned slightly so Tony could zoom in on his thick cock. He kicked off
his shoes and pushed his jeans down, now only wearing the black mask he
stood completely naked for Tony to film. He reached down and began to
slowly stroke his big dick with one hand, moving it up and down the heavy
shaft as it throbbed within his grasp. He let it go and it bounced in the
air, all ten inches of it.

He moved his hips from side to side slightly so it waved for the camera
then he stroked it some more. He gripped it by the base and squeezed it
hard so it swelled up to its impressive full thickness. Then he pushed it
down and let it spring back up on its own, slapping his muscled stomach
with a thud. It bounced up and down in the air, his hairy balls hanging low
between his strong legs.

Adam reached for the lube and filled the palm of his hand up. He worked it
around his fat shaft until his cock glistened with the slippery gel. Once
more he made his big dick bounce high for Tony's watchful lens. This time
it left a shiny imprint on his stomach.

Adam squeezed Brady's small ass cheeks and pulled them gently apart. He
lightly slapped the kid every so often to prepare him for the fuck of his
life. He reached down and pulled at the boy's hard dick with one hand,
squeezing it with just enough pressure to make Brady moan.

"You be a good boy now"

Adam moved behind the child and lined his huge prick up with the baby soft
ass. With one hand he spread apart the white cheeks while he rubbed his
slick cock head against the wet hole. The boy moved back slightly in
anticipation.

Damn! Adam thought. He really fucking wants it!  Adam put his hand firmly
on the small of Brady's back and began to push his dick against the child's
asshole. It wouldn't give at first. Adam moved against it with more
pressure, and like magic, the hole gave way. His fat head began to open the
tiny ass up and, to Adam's disbelief, the head of his dick lodged itself
fully inside the boy.

Jesus boy! Who's been fucking you? Adam thought. At first he didn't move,
mostly because he couldn't believe Brady actually took him in and then he
was lost in thought for a moment. If Brady could do this, maybe Drew could
also?

Adam was snapped quickly back to the present as he felt Brady's asshole
clutch his cock. He took the boy's hips in both his hands and slowly began
to fuck him.

Brady threw his head back and moaned loudly. Adam watched the boy carefully
and slowed down, not sure if he was hurting him or not.

"You did it buddy. You got my big dick in your ass" Adam tried to encourage
him. He waited for Brady's moans to die down to a quiet roar before he
picked up the pace. He was so small and Adam was sure he wouldn't be able
to take his cock, but here he was with almost three full inches inside his
ass.

"Easy kid, nice and easy" he said hypnotically as he fucked gently into the
boy. Tony took no chances and moved up until he wasn't five feet from the
action, his camera ever ready to capture whatever magic Adam conjured up.

Brady turned his head and Adam saw how red in the face he was. He
immediately slowed his fucking down and pulled his cock out so all but the
head was inside. The lad's face relaxed almost right away. Adam squeezed
the kid's cheeks with his hands, trying to loosen him up. He felt the boy's
hole grip and spasm around his big prick.

"Relax Son" Adam said, not meaning to call Brady that but it came out
anyway. This had an unexpected effect on the boy whose ass opened up for
Adam's heavy shaft. Adam took the opportunity and sunk into him just a
little more. Brady moaned again but this time with no frustration.

"That's my boy" Adam said softly. "Daddy's here"

Long minutes past as Adam worked his mighty cock into young Brady's
ass. The boy was really getting into it now and began to throw his head
from side to side.  Adam held onto his hips as he fucked into the child
with firm but careful strokes. He was ever watchful for any pain he would
cause the boy. His beastly prick raged between his legs and he felt his
large balls fill up with cream for the child.

Brady shook violently and Adam felt warm fluid shoot against his hand.

Brady had cum.

"That it buddy, cum for me"

The kid's moans filled the room as he shot his load across the bed
sheets. Adam felt his asshole clutch down on his throbbing prick and he
knew now was the time. He held the boy's hips tightly and pushed inside a
good two inches. Brady let out a howl that would put a lion to shame and
his ass gripped Adam so tightly that the big man felt his heavy balls boil
over.

"FUCK YEAH!" he cried as he came like a bull in Brady's ass.

Tony watched through the camera lens as the two lovers came in front of
him. He squatted down just in time to catch Brady's cock erupting all over
the bed and Adam's cock throbbing like mad during his orgasm inside the
kid's small body. When Adam pulled out his dick it was covered in thick
white cream which literally poured out of the child's twitching
asshole. Brady moaned loudly at the absence of Adam's big dick and he
buried his head into the mattress in exhaustion. Adam rubbed the boy's
abused ass tenderly and then leaned over him, completely covering him up
with his muscled frame. Tony pulled the camera back a few feet to film the
size difference between the adult man and the little boy under him.

"You alright?" Adam asked the child in no more than a whisper. Brady nodded
his head and moaned out a yes. When he turned his head to Adam the man
could see a smile on his face. Adam squeezed the kid's small body in his
strong arms and laughed. "Good boy!" He moved off the boy and helped him to
his feet. As he did he happened to glance across the room to see Janice
with her dress up and fingering herself into her own orgasm.

For some reaSon this made Adam furious. He took Brady to the sofa and sat
him down telling him to stay there and then he moved out of frame.

Tony looked up not sure what was happening. Usually Adam ended the film
with hugging or kissing or something, but he never simply walked away. He
watched him storm past and move to Janice.

Janice's eyes ran over his muscled frame and big dick. She stopped stroking
her pussy and pulled her dress down as he came closer. Before she could do
anything, he had her by the arm and hauled her up from her chair.

"HEY!" she cried out as she was dragged/carried across the room. Tony
looked at Adam not sure what was happening. His hand was still on the
camera though and like a true professional kept filming. Adam put Janice in
front of the bed and then took hold of her dress and ripped it from her
body. Her small hands came up to shop him but he ignored her useless
protest. He put one hand on her chest and Janice was thrown back on the bed
as her feet swept out from under her. Brady, her ten year old Son, watched
nearby.

Tony filmed the scene between them but the boy was too far away to get in
frame unfortunately.

Tony made a mental note to either bring another camera next time or find
out exactly what Adam was going to do before they started.

"What are you doing?" She asked, truly fearful. Before she could say
anything else Adam shoved two big fingers in her mouth and told her to suck
on them. Janice did as she was told, more out of fright then desire. Adam
moved them around her tongue.

"Spread your legs" he ordered her. Janice complied as her mouth stayed busy
on his fingers. Adam pulled them out and stuck them up her pussy. Janice's
back arched as he invaded her moist cunt with his rough hand. It took all
of thirty seconds for Adam to get her to moan.

He pointed to some straps near the bed and told Brady to get them. The
small boy moved instantly and Tony finally got the child in frame as he
handed them to Adam. Adam took his hand out and quickly used the straps to
bind Janice's legs to the bed posts. He put the straps around her thighs,
just over each knee and pulled them until her legs were sufficiently spread
apart.

Adam pointed to the sofa and told Brady to have a seat. Tony cursed him for
that since Brady would be out of frame but wasn't about to stop the
action. He filmed as Adam continued to finger fuck the small woman until
she squirmed on the bed, raising her hips up to meet his strong fingers.

"You like that bitch?" he teased her. Janice nodded her head, her voice too
unstable to speak. He made her feel so good.

Adam fingered her until her pussy literally dripped with juice. He walked
around to the side of the bed and waved his dick at her while he reached
over and toyed with her cunt again.

"Bet you want my big dick in your tight little pussy don't you?"

Her eyes widened at the sight of his incredible cock so close to her.

"GOD YES!" she cried out as her pussy dripped on the bed from his probing
fingers.

"Made you hot didn't it?" he asked her, stroking his huge prick in front of
her. "Watching me fuck your Son in the ass"

Janice nodded her head, "YES! I FUCKING LOVED IT"

Adam forced four fingers into her cunt making her whole body jump. Janice's
groan of pleasure was deafening.

"Bet you would have liked to see me slap him around?"

"OH YES!" she cried out, rubbing her cunt against his big fingers, trying
to fuck herself on them.

"Make that little boy cry as I fucked him?"

"YES!!"

Adam's big fingers pulled apart her pussy lips and he stroked at her
exposed clit with his thumb.

She gripped at him with her pussy, begging him to fuck her. She reached
over and wrapped her fingers around his massive prick.

"Are we fucking dating bitch?" he growled at her, looking at her hand.

Janice didn't say a word. In fact she didn't know what to do. Her body
froze up.

"Get your hand off my dick!" he barked.

Janice released him but continued to juice around his fingers. Adam pushed
her cunt lips as far apart as he could. He lifted his hand up and slapped
her pussy.

Light flashed before her eyes as the pain shot up her body from between her
legs. She looked at Adam but before she could say anything he pushed three
big fingers inside, making her cunt catch on fire with desire for him. He
twisted them and rubbed her clit roughly with his thumb.  She did her best
to spread her legs apart but the straps held her tight. Adam pulled out his
hand and slapped her again.

The force of the blow made her shift upward on the bed. She clawed at the
straps to untie herself, afraid of what he would do to her. Adam grabbed
her hands and pinned them near her head.

"You going somewhere bitch?"

Even untied she was no match for Adam and Janice wasn't about to piss him
off further. She shook her head, looking up into the black mask that
completely covered his face. His thickly muscled body towered over her and
made her tremble with fear and wonton lust.

"Get back to your spot you fucking cunt!"

Janice swallowed hard and scooted down to where she was before. Adam
watched her, his big muscles pumped up and ready for action. He walked to
the end of the bed and looked between her legs. He reached out and finger
fucked her pussy. She responded the way he knew she would, like a beast in
the woods!  "You like that you fucking whore?"

Janice nodded and moaned as he fingered her. She looked up at his muscled
frame standing between her legs. He was incredible and she was completely
at his mercy.

"Now you can either do what I say or I'm gonna beat the living fuck out of
you!"

Adam pinched at her clit with his thumb and forefinger and Janice was
almost lost in the pleasure he gave her. She focused just long enough to
answer him.

"Yes Sir!"

He took out his fingers and held them up at her. Janice sat up on her
elbows and leaned forward to take them in her mouth. She sucked on them,
tasting her own juice. She sucked all four in her mouth until they were
clean. Adam then grabbed her face and pushed her on her back.

He inserted his thick fingers in her pussy and moved them around until he
heard her moan. He watched her writhe on the bed. He knew how to make
almost anyone respond to his touch. He always had this gift, even as a
teenager. Adam could make just about any man, woman or child cum if he
choose. Right now he had something else in mind for Janice.

In one quick motion he pulled his hand back and slapped her pussy
again. Janice cried out and looked up as her small body moved on the
bed. When she realized she was no longer in place, she quickly moved back
in position, having learned from her previous mistake.  Adam rewarded her
with a few thick fingers past her swollen pussy lips. He used his other
hand to tighten the straps so she wouldn't move as much. It was clear to
him that he had given her too much freedom, although he was pleased with
her efforts to make him happy. He pumped his fingers deep inside her.

"You gonna be a good girl?"

"Yes Sir" she replied meekly as her clit throbbed with pleasure. After a
good minute of stroking which Janice didn't deserve as far as he was
concerned, Adam looked over his shoulder at her Son.

"Come here kid"

Brady came over and Adam pointed to his big dick. "Suck it!"

Brady engulfed the massive cockhead with a hungry lust and began to suck on
it. Adam's hand moved to the back of the child's neck and held him close.
The other hand continued to fuck Janice's pussy.

"Good boy Son. Suck that big dick"

Brady moaned around the fat cock in his mouth and gripped at it
possessively with his lips. Tony was zooming in on the child's mouth and
Adam's strong arm holding the boy in place. This was too good to be true,
he thought as he filmed the muscle man and his new `family'.

"Look at you" Adam said encouragingly. "Look at what a good boy you are"

Brady looked up as he sucked on Adam, happy to be there and nowhere else in
the world. His small lips worked on the massive prick in his mouth and his
cheeked bulged with the size of Adam's throbbing cockhead.

Tony was beside himself. None of this was supposed to happen. Not only did
Adam do the impossible by fucking little Brady with his big dick, but now
he had the boy's mother tied down on the bed while he openly abused her in
front of her Son. Even though he had filmed countless sex scenes, Tony was
undecided on what to capture on camera, the action with Adam and Janice, or
Adam and Brady. The boy was sucking Adam's heavy prick like a champ but
Janice was moaning like a bitch in heat from Adam's finger fucking. Tony
went back and forth, afraid to miss a crucial shot from either of Adam's
sex partners. Damn him for springing this with no warning, Tony thought as
he filmed Brady's spit dripping from the shaft of Adam's throbbing prick.

Adam smiled at the boy under his mask. He couldn't believe how well the boy
could suck dick at such a young age. Drew could never take his cock like
Brady could, but then again Adam thought, Drew was only having sex with him
and he never forced the boy to do anything he didn't want.

Truth be told, Adam didn't let Drew do the things he really wanted because
of his size and age.

Drew was never allowed to take his cum in his mouth even though the boy
struggled to do so. He wasn't allowed to be fucked either, although Adam's
urge to pump his Son was at an all time high.

Drew was becoming more sexually aggressive with almost every session and
Adam's big dick was only too happy to please the child. If not for his
intense love for the boy, Drew would have been fucked long ago.

"FUCK HIS MOUTH!" Janice cried out as she watched her Son suck Adam's heavy
prick. Adam looked at her and squeezed her clit in his fingers making her
shudder in pain.

"SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH!"

Janice cried out but managed to obey him.

She's gonna learn her lesSon one way or another, Adam thought as he gently
rubbed Brady's thin neck. The boy was really showing off his skills as he
slobbered and nursed deeply on the throbbing Daddy dick between Adam's
hairy legs.

"Such a good little boy" Adam praised him as he fingered Janice's dripping
cunt.

Tony wished he could film Janice's face as Adam berated her but had to
settle for the action with Brady instead. Where is he going with this? Tony
thought, just as Adam pulled his dick from the child's hungry mouth. He
walked over to his jeans and pulled his thick leather belt free. He went
back to Janice and wrapped it around her waist, threading the leather until
it was snug against her.

He tested it by pulling it up. Janice immediately rose with it, her body
lifting as much as the straps would allow. Adam seemed satisfied and let
her drop as he turned back to Brady.

Brady's dick was rock hard from sucking him just as he knew it would be. He
reached down and lifted the boy up putting him between Janice's legs. His
big hand rubbed at Brady's excited cock for a moment and then he pushed it
inside the woman's wet cunt.

"Fuck her little buddy" he said to the boy, who immediately began to thrust
his hips back and forth. Adam moved close behind him and ran his heavy
prick up and down the child's smooth back and ass. He watched the small boy
hump into his mother's cunt, making sure he was getting as much pleasure
from her as possible.

"Feels good huh?"

Brady looked up and smiled, clearly in agreement. Adam let the boy enjoy
her for a moment and then gently rubbed his massive prick against the
child's ass. Tony thought for sure Adam was going to fuck the boy again and
he zoomed his camera in on the action. Adam wasn't cooperating with Tony
though and he moved his dick past the kid's soft cheeks and between his
legs.

Adam wrapped one muscled arm around Brady's thin waist and pulled him
against his brawny torso. Tony watched in disbelief as Adam's heavy prick
sunk into Janice's pussy along with Brady's.

Janice let out a moan that was so loud it vibrated the walls.

Adam grinned down at Brady. "Hear that kid? She wants my dick even more
than you do!"

He pushed into her until he topped out in her cunt, leaving a good four
inches of his massive prick for Tony to film. Brady of course was sunk to
the limit being held in place by Adam's hard shaft and his mother's wet
lips.

"Let's fuck her buddy!"

Tony had never filmed anything like this before. His hands sweat and only
because he was such a professional, they didn't shake. The framed Adam's
hips pumping between Janice's legs, then panned closer to capture the man's
beastly prick spreading her lips so far apart it looked as if she would
split.

Of course having Brady's rock hard prick resting on top of Adam's made the
entire film. The boy was literally made to fuck his mother as his body went
along for the ride, and Adam didn't look like he was going to stop any time
soon.

Janice threw her head from side to side as Adam and Brady fucked into her.
Adam was by far at the upper limit in size that Janice had ever
taken. Being small as she was made her a favorite of her husband's friends,
but that was now working against her as Adam showed her no mercy. The
straps held her in place but the worst of it came when Adam took hold of
the belt. He rammed his mighty prick into her stretched out cunt, pulling
her against him with the belt as he did. Janice felt like she was being
impaled by a baseball bat as the heavily muscled masked man fucked her
mercilessly as he held her Son in his large arm.

Brady threw his head back and moaned as Adam moved him back and forth
inside his mother.

Sweat ran down Tony's face and into his eyes as he filmed the spontaneous
sex. Adam was like an animal, drilling Janice for his own pleasure, which
was different from what Tony was used to. He knew how to film Adam to hide
the fact that the big man wasn't really abusing the kids. Adam drew a fine
line between sex and violence and Tony was more than aware of how he felt
about hurting any child. God forbid the perSon who fucked with Drew, Tony
thought.

Janice however, received no such consideration.

Adam used her like a hole, not caring if she was in pleasure or pain. Even
masked Tony could tell Adam's attention was focused on Brady and not his
mother. He didn't even think Adam was aware of him being filmed anymore
because he made no move to make Tony's job easier like he usually did.

Brady moaned and he felt Adam's strong arm squeeze him tenderly.

"That's it buddy, fuck her with me!" Adam thrust his hips deep into the
tight cunt, rubbing his thick cock against the child's rock hard pecker. He
pressed his strong body against the boy's back making sure the kid's cock
never left the over-stretched pussy. Brady shuddered as Adam stroked the
boy's raging prick with his meaty shaft. The boy was lost in intense
pleasure and Adam was sure no one had ever taken the time to make the kid
feel this good.

Tony moved in to show the boy's face. His tiny body rested against the
heavy muscle man behind him and Tony panned down to show his throbbing dick
thrusting in and out of his mother's cunt.

Brady's legs weakly held him up but Tony was sure that if it weren't for
Adam, the boy would fall down under his own weight. Janice looked as if she
couldn't decide to cry or moan. She was so small compared to Adam, but
hell, Brady had taken the man's dick up his ass, so what was she
complaining about? Granted, Adam didn't fuck the kid like he did Janice and
as incredible as the film was, Tony knew Adam gave the boy only what he
could actually handle. The same couldn't be said for other partners Brady
had, Tony was sure.

"Feel good Son?" Adam asked.

Brady looked up at him through hazy eyes. His head seemed to nod but Tony
couldn't be sure.

"Let it out buddy, I've got you" Adam's deep voice reassured the boy.

"Fuck me!" Janice managed to moan, lifting her head up to look at
them. This seemed to enrage Adam who tugged at the belt and lifted her up
in the air. He pushed his hips forward and shoved his big dick into her
with such force that Janice yelped in surprise. The heavy leather cut into
her waist as Adam rapidly fucked her abused pussy while keeping her lower
body suspended above the bed.

Like a true star Adam never let go of Brady and took the boy on the ride of
his life.

"OH FUCK!!" she howled.

Adam pulled the boy against him and looked down as the child went through
his intense fucking.

The big man pushed upward and brought Janice down with the belt to give
Brady a tight hole to fuck. Brady was in heaven, not knowing what felt
better, his mother's dripping pussy or Adam's huge prick rubbing against
him. He felt the man's large muscles against his back and when he looked up
at the masked man he came.

"Damn" Tony muttered to himself as he filmed Brady cum. Adam slowed down
his thrusting but kept Janice aloft, not caring if she was enjoying it or
not. As soon as Brady finished, he seemed to slump against Adam, much like
Drew would, and he watched Adam's strong arm wrap tighter around the
child's waist.

It's about the boy, Tony thought to himself. This whole thing was about
giving the boy pleasure. He watched how Adam's every movement seemed to
stimulate the kid at the expense of the woman.

Adam gently pulled the boy until his cock was out of Janice's pussy and he
carried him back, letting Janice drop back to the bed without even a
glance. She moaned at the space left by Adam's mighty prick but if Adam
heard her he didn't acknowledge it.

Adam took Brady to the sofa and laid him gently down on the cushions. He
leaned in and whispered something in his ear that made the child groan
softly. Adam stood up and looked down at Brady for a moment and then turned
to the woman.

Tony lifted his head up so he could see with his own eyes what Adam was
going to do. The floor creaked with his weight as Adam moved back between
her legs and he grabbed the belt with one hand. Janice was held tightly in
place as Adam sunk his fat dick back inside her pussy and fucked her with
all his might.

Tony leaned back down to look through the lens and filmed as Adam's hips
blurred between her small legs. Janice grunted like an animal but he could
tell it was more pain than pleasure. The hard muscles on Adam's arms stuck
out as he pulled at her, to bring her in with every savage thrust. And just
when Tony thought the woman would pass out, Adam pulled out his cock,
raised his hand up, and slapped her across the face.

The loud crack rang through the room and her head snapped back with the
blow. Tony had no delusions that Adam used his full strength because Janice
was still awake after she was struck.

Adam could have killed her if he wanted and Janice had no idea how lucky
she was that he could hold his strength in check. Tony witnessed firsthand
how the big man could control his massive frame in the height of an
orgasm. Just ask Drew. The boy was never afraid of his Dad because Adam
never gave him reaSon too. He was always in complete control and today was
no difference.

He grabbed his huge prick and pushed it between the cheeks of her smooth
ass. Janice had no chance to protest because she was still recovering from
the blow to her face, and by the time she realized what Adam was about to
do, he shoved his monstrous prick up her ass.

Janice screamed. White light flashed in front of her eyes as Adam split her
in two.

Adam took hold of her strapped thighs and fucked her hard.

Janice's hands came up and she beat at him in a vain attempt to free
herself from the assault but Adam simply ignored her. He thrust and thrust
until she finally slumped back on the bed, crying from the abuse, her body
thrashing on the bed in protest.

A minute later, which Tony was sure seemed like an eternity to Janice, Adam
came up her ass.

He unloaded inside of her and pulled out his wet prick but instead of
moving away he thrust it into her pussy.

Janice's eyes flew open again as her pain was replaced by pleasure.

Adam leaned over her, his massive body held up by his strong arms. He
growled through his mask.

"CUM YOU FUCKING BITCH!"

He drilled her cunt for all of thirty seconds before Janice had the orgasm
of her life!  Who the fuck are you? Tony thought to himself as Adam made
the woman cum. Are you a rapist, a pedophile or a loving Father?

Janice's whole body strained against the straps and her hands pushed
against Adam's hairy chest as her pussy gripped his prick hungrily. Adam
fucked her hard until he was sure she was finished, then pulled his dick
out and looked her over.

Tony could see the man's big cock was still full. As usual Adam was ready
to go the distance. Janice lay immobile on the bed and Adam seemingly
satisfied, lost interest. He turned back to Brady.

"Stop the film" he said not bothering to turn to Tony but clearly unaware
that he was being filmed in the first place. Tony knew better than to
challenge Adam just then, not having ever been at odds with him, and wasn't
about to start now. He turned off the camera.

Adam pulled off his mask and threw it on the floor. He lifted up Brady in
his arms and rubbed his nose against the kids face lovingly. Brady's eyes
opened and he smiled.

"Let's take a shower buddy" and with that he carried Brady out the
room. Tony walked to Janice and looked between her legs. Saying the woman
had been fucked was the understatement of the year. Her ass was bright red
and her pussy lips were swollen from the abuse. Even her face still glowed
where Adam struck her. She seemed to either be asleep or
unconscious. Either way, Tony decided to leave her alone. He heard the
shower run and Tony used the time to pack up his equipment not sure how she
was going to react when she came to.

Just over five minutes later Adam came out with Brady, the boy still held
in his arms. Adam looked at Janice and stopped to set Brady down by the
door. He said something to the boy and when he moved away Brady stayed
where he was. Adam took away the straps that held Janice and closed her
legs. He pushed her up on the bed and leaned down to her ear and spoke
something to her that Tony couldn't hear. Janice nodded her head to
whatever was said to her.

Adam put his pants on and then his shoes and socks before he went back to
Brady. He knelt down and spoke to the boy who smiled after a moment. Adam
reached up and ruffled the kid's hair and Brady wrapped his arms around his
neck to hug him tight. Adam patted the kid on the back.

Just before they were about to leave Tony saw Janice sit up on the bed and
look around for her clothes. Brady had gotten dressed and sat on the sofa
looking at a magazine. Tony locked the door behind them, knowing she would
leave by another exit. Once in the car he turned to Adam.

"GOD DAMN!" he said with a grin. "WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT?"

Adam didn't smile. He looked out the front window.

"That was a little payback for past dues"

"Past dues? What does that mean?"

Adam finally turned to him. "Did you hear the kid's question about getting
hit? He thought I was there to hurt him!"

Tony took a moment. "So you fucked the woman to teach her a lesSon?"

"No I fucked her to make the kid feel good. I slapped that bitch to teach
her a lesSon and she's lucky that's all I did. If it wasn't for her Son
being in the room I would have beat the shit out of her!"

Tony couldn't help but laugh. "Only you Adam, only you!"




When Sue opened the door to her house she found her Son Drew cradled in the
arms of a large teenage boy. He was beat up and her mind immediately
connected the rugged teenager to her Son's condition.

"What did you do to him?" she had her arms out, taking Drew from him. The
teenager didn't let her, pushing past her instead.

"I didn't do anything, but I'm about too" he moved to the living room and
put Drew on the sofa. "I think he's alright but you might want to take him
to the hospital to be sure"

"What happened to him?" she said loudly.

"Some kids beat him up. I got there before they could do him any real harm
but they ran away when they saw me"

Sue looked the boy over. He was big, huge muscles on his body. She had
never seen him before; his kind didn't live in this neighborhood.

"Who are you?"

He held out his hand. "I'm Max. I fixed Drew's bike for him"

Sue remembered and shook his hand. "That was you?"

"Yeah that was me" He looked at Drew and nodded his head. "You let your mom
take care of you now and I'll see you later little brother"

Sue looked from Drew to Max as the large boy walked back to the front
door. She followed him.

"What are you going to do?"

Max turned with a mean look on his face. "I'm going to pay a visit to
Drew's friends. Think of me as the neighborhood watch!"

Sue liked the boy. "Make sure you say hello for me!"

Max grinned and stormed out of the house. Sue went back to Drew, picking up
her keys.

"We're going to the hospital baby. Don't you worry; Max will take care of
your friends"




Max had no intention of letting anyone hurt his newfound fan club. So what
if Drew was the only member! He walked down to the hardware store and found
his buddy working in the back.

"DUDE!" Max hollered. The dark haired kid turned to Max and grinned.

"MAX!"

Max laid out the story and asked Marty if he knew the kids. Marty knew
everyone in town. He had lived here with his family his whole life and
since his father owned the hardware store they came across almost everyone
at one point or another.

"Yeah the kids are punks but they're just a bunch of pussies. He has a
brother named Jake, goes to my high school. He won't give you any problems
though"

Max asked Marty where they lived and what Jake looked like. Marty did
better than that. He printed out their address from the store's computer
and handed it to Max.

"Thanks man, I owe you one" He reached out and pulled Marty into a quick
hug. "This stays between us" Max said firmly. Marty watched as Max left,
happy to stay on the good side of things.

Max found Jake not an hour later very near the house Marty sent him to. He
didn't see Sammy anywhere but that could wait for a while. Jake wasn't
alone, he had two friends with him, all punks as far as Max was
concerned. Max waited until they moved into the garage, he lifted off his
shirt, and went to introduce himself.




Drew lay in his bed that night feeling numb from the drugs the doctor gave
him. Nothing was broken but he had a badly twisted wrist which would put
him in a sling for a good week. The rest would heal with time.

It was about midnight when he heard a light tapping at his window. He
turned to see Max grinning at him. Drew immediately perked up when he saw
his new friend and climbed out of bed, turning once to make sure the
bedroom door was closed. He unlocked his window and Max lifted it up. He
had climbed up the side of the house and was sitting on the roof outside
Drew's room.

"Hey little brother, how are you?"

"I'm alright" Drew said sheepishly. He told Max about the hospital visit
and the sling he currently wore. Max reached out with one hand and ran it
up Drew's injured arm.

"Tell me what and who did this" Max said sternly, his eyes lost in thought.

Drew swallowed, hesitant to say much to Max. "My mom likes you" he said
instead. Max looked right at him, his words bringing him back to the here
and now.

"Oh yeah?"

"She says you stormed out of the house to beat them up"

Max shrugged. "Well, I had to settle for the older brother...at least for
now" His eyes focused on Drew again. "Now answer my question about what
happened"

Drew was unable to evade Max any longer. He told him about Sammy and his
friends. There were more of them this time, five to be exact. They waited
until Drew was alone before they struck. It was sheer luck he was near
Max's house when it happened or it might have been too late.

"I didn't see them all when I ran up" Max said. "Except that fat kid"

"Max what did you do?"

Their eyes locked for a moment.

"I took care of it"

Drew's face showed his confusion and he started to ask another question but
Max interrupted him.

"Am I your big brother or not?"

Drew felt warmth run through his body at Max's question.

"You are"

Max lifted up one arm, made a thick muscle with his bicep and he gave Drew
a wicked grin.

"You're fucking right I am!"

Drew moved forward and hugged Max with his good arm. Max squeezed him back
and Drew gave off a small whimper of pain.

"Sorry buddy" Max looked him over. "You getting any sleep?"

Drew shook his head. "Not really"

Max told him to move back and he climbed in the window. He carefully walked
to the door and locked it before he turned to Drew.

"Get in bed"

Drew lay back down and rolled to his left side so his right arm would bear
no weight. He felt the bed dip deeply as Max's body climbed beside him. One
big arm snaked around Drew's small waist and Max pulled him gently against
him.

He leaned in and spoke in Drew's ear.

"Who's your big brother?"

Drew couldn't help but sigh. Max felt so good next to him with his strong
arm wrapped protectively around him.

"You are Max" he voice replied softly. Max gave a small laugh and hugged
Drew tenderly.

"Sleep little brother...I've got you"

Drew drifted off in peaceful slumber, safe in his brother's muscled arms.




Charles was on the phone with Adam to let him know that Drew was
alright. This was the first time anything had happened to the boy and
Charles wasn't about to get caught in the crossfire. It was best to tell
Adam now then have to explain later why he didn't, especially since he was
the one that dropped Drew off all the time.

Charles went through the story as it was told to him and Adam listened
intently to each and every word. When he got to the part about Drew's
teenage savior Adam's interest peaked.

"So the same boy that fixed his bike actually stopped them from beating him
up further"

"Did you see him?" Adam asked.

"No but Sue did. She said he looked pretty tough. In fact I don't think
those kids will be messing around with Drew anytime soon from what she told
me about him. She's gonna have him over for dinner soon" Charles said,
trying to rest Adam's fears.

"So who is he?"

"I think Drew said his name was Max"

Charles didn't know what he expected, but silence wasn't it. "Hello?" he
said, after a moment.

One hundred and sixty four miles away, Adam Blake stood bolt upright from
his chair.


Chapter Ten

Drew woke up feeling rested. He stretched out his legs and turned his body
slightly expecting to rub up against Max, but he was alone in bed. He
frowned, confused for a moment because he could smell Max with him. He sat
up and looked around. His window was closed but he could see it wasn't
locked. He glanced at the door to his room and found it closed but unlocked
as well. Max must have done that before he left. Drew noticed something on
his pillow. It was a white ribbed muscle shirt, the kind that Max always
wore. Drew brought it to his face. He could smell Max all over it. He
smiled to himself thinking of his new friend and how much like his Dad the
boy was. He climbed out of bed, careful of his arm and put Max's shirt in
his dresser under his own clothes.

After his shower he went downstairs to have breakfast with his mother and
Charles. Charles said nothing to him of speaking with Adam about what
happened, let alone bringing Max up in the conversation. His mother however
seemed pleased.

"He seems like a nice boy" she said about Max. "When you see him again make
sure you invite him over for diner honey"

Drew nodded his head, not telling his mother that Max had slept with
him. He knew better, from years of being with his Father.

"I'll drive you to school today" she said, taking some more bacon. Charles
looked surprised.

"Are you going to be speaking to the principle about what happened?"

She shook her head. "No. I think the matter will handle itself" she
finished, drinking her orange juice. Charles looked over to Drew, clearly
confused. Drew shrugged his shoulders not knowing what was going on either.
It wasn't like his mom to run from a fight.

After they ate Drew packed himself into the car and thought about Max as
they drove to school.



Adam needed information and he needed it fast. After trying on his own and
failing, he realized of the many ways to get what he needed, there was one
way that guaranteed results. He parked his truck to the side of the
building and walked through the front door. April saw him immediately. Her
eyes locked on him like a heat seeking missile and Adam smiled her way as
he innocently walked down the first isle.

He waited until her line was clear and then walked up with a case of
soda. He didn't drink it himself, but it was Drew's favorite and he would
have to buy it at one point or another, and at the moment, he needed an
excuse to see the girl.

"Hi April" he said with a soft, deep voice. Had the girl been made of wax
she would have melted on the floor.

"Hi" she mumbled from her constrained throat. Her face was bright red and
her reaction to him was anything but unfamiliar. Adam was afraid of this,
which is why he waited until no one else was around before he came to
her. She was just a girl and Adam had been the prince in every dream she
ever had. He had no expectations that she would be able to hide her
attraction to him in public. Now however, he was counting on just that.

"You busy?"

April shook her head and looked around. No one was there.

"I have a break anytime I want" she said, a little too quickly. Adam pushed
the soda toward her and nodded to it. April took the hint and scanned it
for him.

"I'm parked around the left side of the building near the air
conditioner. I'd like to talk with you for a few minutes if you have the
time?" He gave her a slight grin and leaned in a little, just enough to
make her feel his presence.

Her face flushed even more than before and she choked her words out.

"Sure...I can go now!"

He shook his head and looked around. "Why don't you wait about five
minutes? Ring some more people up and then come meet me. I'm in no rush"

She understood what he was trying to tell her. He didn't want anyone to
know they were meeting. It was exciting for her on a level that only a
teenage girl could understand. This handsome, mass of muscle wanted her and
April was going to move heaven and earth to make it happen.

"Of course" she nodded, pushing his case of soda to him. He lifted it with
no effort and she couldn't help but glance at his thick bicep as he tucked
the box under his brawny arm. She felt herself swallow as her mind wandered
to another time, when her dream with him had become real. She watched her
prince walk out of the store and felt lost as he moved away from her. Two
people came up to her line and it took a moment before she realized she
wasn't alone. To April, the room could be full of people, but as long as
Adam Blake was absent; she really was alone.




Drew had an uneventful day at school. He had become a sort of curiosity
because of the sling he wore but everyone treated it as something cool
instead of the injury that it was. Had he had a cast he would have been the
center of attention for the whole day. He walked outside, his backpack
raised over one arm and he headed for the school bus when he heard a
whistle.

Max was leaning against a tree, smoking a cigarette and wearing his
baseball cap, lid to the back and an open blue button up shirt, showing off
another white muscle shirt underneath. Apparently he never left home
without one.

Drew grinned and waved to Max, his backpack putting pressure on his good
arm. Max waved him to come over. The school, like most, was fenced in and
Max would draw attention to himself if he attempted to come on school
grounds. Drew worked his way around to the gate and came up to Max.

"Hey little buddy!" Max grinned at him and moved up to ruffle his blonde
hair. Drew smiled back.

"How was your day?" Drew shrugged his shoulders.

"Okay"

"And the arm?" Max waved at his sling.

"It doesn't hurt so much anymore" Drew tried to sound tougher than he
was. Max reached over and lifted off Drew's backpack and hoisted it up
around his thick arm.

"Come on, I'll take you home"

They walked down the street until Drew saw the same car Max was working on
at his house. He looked up at the boy.

"I have to drive it around, get the engine rolling. It's almost ready for
the road full time" He opened the door for Drew and he climbed in the
passenger seat. Max worked the seatbelt across him and made sure it was
locked. Just like his Dad would have done, Drew thought to himself, as he
breathed in Max's scent. He looked at Max's strong neck as he bent over
him. He was so much like his Father, it was no wonder he like him so much.

"All set!" Max grinned.

As they drove away Drew decided to ask Max about what happened that night
he left him with his mother. Max put his hand on Drew's tiny knee.

"I told you little brother, I took care of it. Don't you let it bother you
again" He squeezed his leg and gave it a reassuring pat before he put it
back on the wheel. As they drove, Drew admired the ease at which Max
handled the car. It was a stick shift, and the teenager's body seemed to
blend right into the vehicle as it moved down the street. His big legs
worked at the clutch and peddles, while his strong arms moved the wheel and
gear shaft at exactly the right time, making the engine purr like a cat.

"Do I have to go home?" Drew asked him hopefully.

"Not if you don't want. I have to pick up some parts for this girl" he
patted the dash board. "You could help me if you want?"

Drew nodded. "Okay Max!"

"You have to tell you mom though. I don't want her freaking out when you
don't come home"

Max reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a cell phone, handing it
to Drew. Drew flipped it open and punched in her work number. She wouldn't
be home for another three hours and if Drew had it his way, he wouldn't
either. As the phone dialed he turned to Max.

"She really liked you"

Max's eyebrows rose up. "That's a switch. I usually have the police called
when I'm around!" He grinned.

Drew spoke into the phone and asked his mother if he could hang out with
Max. Max didn't hear her end of it, but by how Drew answered, it didn't
seem like she had a problem with them being together.

"She wants to know if you'll bring me home?"

"Of course. I'm not that far away. We'll get a pizza and then I'll bring
you back"

Drew told her what Max said and hung up the phone, handing it back.

"She wants you to come to diner this week to thank you for helping me"

Max looked over to Drew. "Man, this really is a first for me. I don't think
I've ever been invited anywhere but OFF the premises before!" he
grinned. Drew watched him drive.

Max was as perfect a brother as he could ever imagine.






April found her way to Adam's truck and she gently tapped on the glass. She
was trembling in anticipation of meeting him and the last ten minutes had
seemed like an eternity for her. She rang up customers at blazing speeds
and made change faster than the machine could keep up with her.

He reached over the seat and opened the door for her. April climbed in next
to him and before she could move, he pulled the door closed behind her,
leaning over her with his broad shoulder and giving her a moment of
intimate closeness she longed for.

"How have you been?" she asked him, making conversation.

"Good April" he said with his deep voice that April memorized and played
over and over in her mind. "I wanted to come see you to make sure you were
alright after..." he didn't have to finish.

She knew what he meant.

"I took some time off from work. Just a few days"

He nodded to her. "I know. I came in the store the next day and didn't see
you there. Hope you're alright?"

"Oh yeah" she replied, wanting to sound more mature than she
did. "You're..." she paused, looking for the words. "...so big" she
finished. Adam grinned at her.

"Yeah, sorry about that" He leaned back in the seat. "I knew it wouldn't be
easy for you. You were fantastic by the way" April's face blushed and Adam
knew he said exactly what she wanted to hear. "I'm not usually in the habit
of having sex with such a young girl, but after what you did for me and my
Son, well...I just wanted to thank you properly"

April's eyes ran over Adam's muscled body. His legs pushed at the fabric of
his jeans, showing off his hard muscles and his shirt was stretched to the
limit around his shoulders and upper arms.

"No, it's what I wanted" she told him truthfully. "I would do it again" she
admitted, turning her eyes away.

Adam reached over and put his hand on the back of her neck, rubbing it
gently. "April I have no regrets about being with you. I had a great time"
She turned to him and Adam could tell at that moment that she would give
her soul to be with him if he asked. "I need something April" he
began. "And I think you're the only perSon that can help me...just like
before"

April was confused. She knew she lied about seeing what the boys did to
Adam's Son, but aside from that she had no interaction with the big man,
aside from her constant fantasies about him that is.

"April my Son doesn't live with me. He lives with his mother and I only
have him part time.

One of the boys who were at the store that night lives real close to him
and I need to find out where exactly. He isn't listed in the book and I'm
not sure what other name to look under"

She nodded her head, following his words but not understanding where she
came in.

"I found out he's been spending time with my Son and I have to put a stop
to it. Drew doesn't understand what's going on and I don't want to involve
his mother because I would have to tell her what happened at the store that
night"

April nodded again. "Sure"

"So you see, I have to deal with this on my own. I need to know how to find
him. His name is Max"

April waited for more but Adam just looked at her.

"I don't..."

He interrupted her. "Your brother" he finished.

"He's a cop" she said, stating fact.

"That's right April, he is. He can find out anything about Max. His full
name, his addresses and everything else about the boy"

Her eyes lit up. She understood.

"April, I need this information as fast as you can manage" He rubbed
strongly at her neck. "If you're willing of course?"

"I'll do it!" she blurted out before she could think. All she knew was his
hand on her body, compelling her with his touch. "I can find out"

Adam looked at her for a moment. "He can't know I asked for this"

She nodded. "Sure, I understand"

Adam moved closer to her. "I'd be more than happy to show my appreciation
anyway you'd like"

She felt her body quiver in pleasure at his words. Something deep in her
mind took over and she said, "You're so big..."

Adam smiled at her. "I know April. We don't have to do that again if you're
not ready" He reached between her legs and rubbed at her moist pussy
through her jeans. She spread them willingly, giving him no resistance
whatsoever. "There are many other things we can do without my size getting
in the way" He leaned over and pressed his mouth against her. Her lips
parted as he sunk his thick, warm tongue inside. After an eternity in
heaven he pulled back and grinned at her.

"Trust me"

April nodded, lost in another world all together. He handed her a piece of
paper and told her to call him when she had the information.




Max stopped at an auto store but instead of going inside he walked around
back. Drew stayed in the car because Max said he would only be a few
minutes. He came back with a box that must have been heavy because he held
it with both hands. He put it in the truck of the car and sat back in the
driver's seat.

"I have a deal with the owner of the store" he grinned at Drew who didn't
completely understand. Max was involved with acquisitions of various car
parts that the owner found to be invaluable, if not illegal. And Max was
Johnny on the spot with them, provided the money was right.

They drove to Max's house and he pulled the car around back in the same
spot it was before. He popped the trunk and hood before he got out. Drew
reached for his backpack but Max beat him to it and lifted it from the back
seat before the boy could get to it. There was a table outside and he put
the pack on top asking Drew if he had homework.

"Yeah, but it's not much. I'll be able to help you real soon!" he said
eagerly. Max grinned.

"Don't worry little buddy, I'll be at this for a long time. There'll be
plenty for you to do"

Drew took out his books and some paper and set up to do his homework. Max
went inside and came out with some soda and chips for Drew. He had taken
off his shirt and was left wearing only his white ribbed muscle shirt that
hugged his strong frame and showed off his big arms and tattoos. He laid
the parts from the box out on a work table and lit a cigarette as he looked
them over. Drew watched fascinated as the teenager smoked and surveyed the
car parts like new found treasure.

Max held the cigarette in the corner of his mouth and moved the parts
around with his hands, lifted them up, testing their weight, as if to
assess their value. He seemed happy.

Drew began his math homework, looking up at Max every few minutes as the
boy removed parts and pulled apart the engine with one tool after
another. When his hands became too dirty Max wiped them on his jeans and
Drew couldn't help but wonder how many pairs of pants he went through. His
mom would kill him if he ever got his clothes that dirty. But Max wasn't
Drew. His life had been very different from the sheltered life the blonde
boy had.

Max bent across the frame of the car and reached deep inside. Drew watched
his strong back flare out as he struggled with whatever he was doing. Drew
thought Max was incredible, but as perfect as the teenager seemed, Drew
could only be so impressed. It wasn't that Max was so muscular or cool, or
seemed to know so much about cars that impressed Drew. Drew saw in him what
he would become. He imagined his Dad must have looked a lot like Max when
he was younger; strong, handsome and popular. Drew didn't see the other
side of Max, the side that made him a target for police and the terror that
Max could be when he wanted, which was most of the time. Drew saw Max years
from now; bigger and stronger than he was. Drew knew real strength. In fact
he had intimate knowledge of it. Impressed is what he was whenever his Dad
walked into a room. When heads would turn, and voices would get low. The
way women looked at him with a hunger in their eyes and men moved out of
his way. When Drew looked at Max it wasn't the teenager he saw, it was his
Dad's thick arms and broad shoulders.

Max, to Drew, was a starter mold, years away from the finished product that
was his Father.

Max looked up and smiled at Drew, blowing smoke from his mouth. There was
no question the boy was cool.

Drew grinned and went back to his homework.




It took only eight hours for April to use the number Adam gave her.

"You got it already?" he asked her.

"Yeah, I didn't even have to ask him for it" she replied. She told him how
her brother's computer was hooked up to the station and he was using it
when she came home. She knew he used it for work, but never took an
interest to ask him about it. He seemed only too happy to show her when she
asked. He showed off the features and how it was tied to the database at
the police station. She watched as he pulled up information on someone and
pointed to April all the different things it showed him, the most valuable
being the cases he had worked on in the last few months.

Her mind raced with the possibilities and when she began to think of a way
to shift the conversation to Max. But fortune smiled on April when his cell
phone rang, and after a moment of conversation he got up and left the house
to take the call on the front porch. April moved quickly and clicked on the
case file she needed. It was highlighted by the date that April would never
forget. It was burned in her mind because it forever changed her
relationship with Adam, and brought her into womanhood the way few of her
peers would ever experience.

The computer had a wealth of information about each perSon involved. Her
eyes stopped lovingly at Adam's name, his birth date and address branding
into her memory. Max was found at the top of the list under
`suspects'. April clicked on his file: MAXWELL POSTON.

She looked to the front door and decided to risk it. She pressed the print
button and it immediately spit out page after page of information about the
boy. It took less than thirty seconds for four pages to come out of the
laser printer, and April quickly snatched them up as she moved back to the
home page on the computer, just as her brother had left it.

As it turned out she had plenty of time. He didn't come back in the house
for another ten minutes and when he did, he called her over to show her
more. April stood by his side and watched with interest but not really
listening. She was thinking about how grateful Adam would be, and how lucky
she was to be back in his life again so soon.

"I can come now?" she said eagerly. It was only eight at night but Adam
decided against it.

"April can you get out of the house without your family knowing?"

"Sure, that's not a problem"

He told her he would pick her up at midnight, well after everyone was
asleep.

"You could come now, but I figure you'd rather spend a little time with me"

April quickly agreed. "No later is better!"

Adam hung up the phone and finished packing his bag. He stuffed some jeans
and tee shirts inside and put it in the back of his pickup truck, along
with a blanket he took to meet with April. He moved to the shed beside his
house and took out some rope...for his meeting with Max.




Drew sat on the sofa in Max's house watching television and eating pizza
that they ordered. Max's house was a far cry from Drew's but it wasn't the
surroundings that Drew liked as much as the company. He was with Max and
that was enough.

The teenager was dirty from working on the car. He let Drew watch and hand
him tools once he was finished with his homework, but he was careful not to
let any grease touch him. The last thing he wanted was to drop Drew off,
filthy from his first officially allowed visit to his house. He took a bite
of his pizza and a large swallow of beer and looked at Drew sitting next to
him.

"You have a good time today?"

Drew nodded. He would spend every day with Max if the teenager would allow
it. He looked at the beer and asked if he could have some. Max raised his
eyebrows.

"You ever have any before?"

Drew shook his head.

"You're not gonna rat me out if I let you have a sip?"

"No" Drew smiled. Max held the bottle up to Drew's mouth. The top was wet
with Max's spit and coated with beer. Drew felt the cool glass touch his
lips as he took a mouthful inside. His face twisted up in disgust and Max
laughed.

"Yeah I know it's not for everyone! Stick to your soda" He brought the
bottle up to his mouth and took a large gulp as Drew struggled to
swallow. Max's tongue snaked out to meet the bottle as he tipped it back,
running it against the opening. Drew felt warm as he realized why the top
stayed moist. He licked his lips as the beer raced down his throat. Drew
smiled at him.

Max reached over and ruffled his hair, as he did whenever Drew did
something funny.

The phone rang and Max picked it up. Instead of saying hello he said,
"What?" Drew thought how different Max was from anyone else he'd ever met.

"No, not now, I'm busy" he said into the cell phone. He was busy hanging
out with me, Drew thought, happy that the boy wanted to spend time with him
instead of whoever was on the other end of the phone. "Maybe later" Max
hung up and put the phone on the table. He pulled out another slice of
pizza and handed it to Drew. It dripped of grease. Max stuck his fingers in
his mouth and cleaned them off. He watched Drew take a bite and when the
pizza sauce ran down his chin, Max scooped it up with his index finger
before it could fall on Drew's shirt. Drew watched him lick it off his
finger and couldn't help feel how perSonal the act had been, however
innocent.

It was almost time to go home and Drew went to use the bathroom. Max's
jeans were hanging up on the shower rod and another white muscle shirt was
on the floor. When he came out Max told asked him if he had enough to
eat. Drew satisfied with his four slices of pizza nodded his head and sat
next to Max, closer than before. Max put his arm around the boy as he sat
down, letting the muscled limb hang off his small frame. Drew leaned into
him and Max brought the beer bottle up to his lips. Drew took another sip,
though not nearly as much as before. He just wanted to touch the bottle
like Max did. He put his tongue out and licked the top the way the teenager
did as he took the cool fluid in. It wasn't nearly as smooth as Max did it,
but the teenager had years of practice and this was Drew's second time.

Max watched Drew and smiled as he took his sip. He ruffled the blonde hair
on Drew's head and took the bottle to his own mouth as the boy watched
him. Drew sighed in content and rested his head against Max's side. Max
gave him a quick hug with his arm and felt his cock thicken up between his
legs. He wasn't sure if Drew noticed in the darkened room but Max made no
effort to hide it.




April was true to her word.

She had walked down the street to the corner where Adam waited in his
pickup truck. He started the engine after he made sure she wanted to go
with him and drove off into the night. It took all of five minutes to come
to a vacant lot near her house, where they wouldn't be disturbed. He turned
on the overhead light and looked at the papers she brought. Max's life was
laid out before him, all the information he needed was there, page after
page of it.

April watched him as he read the information. In the patchy light that fell
from the roof of the truck, Adam looked even more rugged than she had ever
seen him, certainly more so than in the store friendly illumination of the
family supermarket. And here she was, alone with him again. She felt
herself shudder at the thought of what was about to happen. She knew he
wouldn't hurt her; he could have done that anytime.

He looked up and smiled. "Thank you April, this is exactly what I needed"

She nodded her head, happy to help him again. He folded the pages and put
them in the driver's side door pocket. He reached up and turned off the
overhead light. The cabin flooded with moonlight and changed the mood in
the truck drastically. He moved the steering wheel up and out of his way,
turning to April.

"So, how can I thank you?" he said with his deep voice. April felt herself
become wet.




Max pulled up to Drew's house and once again grabbed his book bag before
Drew could get it. They walked up to the front door and Drew used his key
to open the lock. Sue was waiting for them in the living room and moved up
to meet them at the door as they walked in. She held out her hand to Max.

"I'm Drew's mom, Sue" He shook her hand. Max put on a clean shirt, knowing
he would be facing her this time around. Drew watched the interaction with
interest. He had never seen his mother so happy to see one of his friends
before. "Max you'll have to come over to dinner so we can get to know you
better, especially after what you did for Drew"

Max looked down at the blonde boy who watched with big eyes.

"It was nothing really" he tried to deflate his actions.

"I would hardly say that" Drew's mom countered, not letting Max off the
hook so easily. "We don't usually have any problem in this neighborhood,
but there are some troublemakers nearby that we would rather not have live
near us"

Max couldn't help but think he was cast in that lot. It was clear this
woman didn't know who he was.

"It's not so bad. They're just kids, and sometimes they need to remember
there's always someone bigger on the block"

"I'll say" Sue said, looking Max over. "Well we're glad Drew made such a
good friend. You're welcome to come by whenever you want. Drew doesn't get
out so much since we both work full time"

Max looked around the large house. He didn't know anyone who lived on this
street, let alone this neighborhood. The furniture in the living room was
more expensive than any car he ever drove.

Charles came out to meet him. The man was small and Max remembered what
Drew said about him not being able to fix his bike. He looked like a clerk
in a store and nothing like the imposing man Drew called Dad.

"Nice to meet you" he said, shaking the thin hand. Charles adjusted his
glasses and looked Max over.

"Thanks again for fixing Drew's bike and helping him out like you
did. You're a real life saver" Charles said.

"Yeah, it's no big deal. Drew's a good kid"

Drew flushed at hearing his name from Max's mouth.

"Drew, go take your things up to your room and say goodnight to Max" Sue
said. Drew nodded and told Max he had fun. As he walked up the stairs he
turned to look at Max. His mother was speaking but Max took the second to
look at Drew and give him a quick wink with one eye. He heard them
downstairs for a few minutes before the front door closed.

Drew put his things away and looked at his bedroom window hopefully. He
went to it and unlocked the latch, lifting it up just enough for someone to
open it the rest of the way. He took a shower and when he came out he
looked around. The window was the same way he left it. Drew sighed and went
to the dresser, took out Max's white tee shirt. It still smelled of the
boy. He pulled it over his head and let it billow around his tiny body. He
crawled in bed and turned out the light, giving the window one last look
before he laid his head on the pillow and fell asleep.




April straddled Adam's lap. He had moved to the center of the bench and
held her small body against him as they kissed. Her hands moved over his
impossibly strong shoulders. The strength in his body was intoxicating to
her and her fingers gripped at the hard flesh, barely making an
indentation. She moved down to his chest and ran her hands against the
powerful muscle. Adam sunk his tongue deep inside her mouth and she sucked
hungrily on it, like she had so many times in her dreams.

Adam's big hands roamed over her slight back and dipped down to her ass and
thighs, squeezing them firmly in his large fingers. He pulled her down
until her panty covered crotch rested on his bulging mound. She bounced
slightly on it, moaning when she realized what she was touching. She moved
her hips back and forth rubbing at it as his tongue snaked around in her
mouth. His hands pulled and pushed her, making her actions more aggressive
than she intended.

He broke the kiss and looked down as April continued to move against
him. His hands came up and he gently rubbed his fingers against her small
tits.

"Good girl. That's it" he encouraged her. He looked into her eyes and April
leaned in and kissed him again. Her tongue pushed at his lips and he took
her in as deeply as her small mouth would allow. He worked her shirt off
her body and her bra came off next. He pulled and twisted her sensitive
nipples gently in his big fingers, making her squirm around in pleasure. He
moved away and took one of her small breasts in his mouth, sucking hard on
her supple flesh.

April moaned loudly as his scruffy face scrapped her smooth white skin. His
hands were so strong and roamed around her body as he sucked on her, making
April feel as if she had died and gone to heaven. He took her by the hips
and pulled her down on his heavy mound. He moved to her other breast and
sucked it into his mouth. His hand dipped down between her legs from behind
and felt her wet panties.

"Let's move this outside" he said, lifting her off his lap. He opened the
door, stepped out and reached in, pulling her across the bench. He scooped
her up in one arm and carried her to the back of the truck. She hugged his
thick neck and buried her face against him, kissing his warm skin. Adam
grabbed the blanket from the back and walked to the trees that lined the
lot. The cool air hit April making her cling to Adam even more. He moved
just past a few trees and found an open area for them. He put her on the
ground and laid out the blanket. He knelt down and pulled her down on her
back. He covered her with his large frame and pushed his tongue back in her
mouth.

April looked up past the trees and saw the stars in the night sky. She felt
his muscled body move against her and she spread her legs apart, wrapping
them around his waist. He moved his hands down her back until they found
her panties. He gripped them with both hands and ripped them apart. April
lay naked under him, fully exposed to his probing fingers. They dipped
between her lips and found her clit, erect and eager for his touch. He
stroked it for her and April felt herself explode under his strong body. He
lifted up and looked at her wriggling on the blanket. He smiled.

"Well now, looks like you've missed me"

April's hands moved up his thick arm and around his neck. She looked down
at his hand between her legs. He was so big; old enough to be her Father,
but April never wanted anything more in her life.

Adam moved up on his knees, towering above her. He lifted up his shirt,
showing off his heavily muscled chest. Her hands reached up and ran through
the brown hair covering his torso. He slowly unbuckled his belt and April's
eyes moved down to the bulging mass between his legs. She moaned.

"Don't worry, we'll only do what you want" he said softly. April watched
eagerly as he unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly. He dropped his
hands to his side and looked at her. She could see the dark patch of hair
between his legs. He wasn't wearing any underwear. April reached out and
sunk her hand inside his jeans, coiling her fingers around his thick
shaft. She tugged at it, but it didn't come out.

"Pull harder" he grinned. April had to sit up some. She pushed her hand
deeper inside his pants and pulled at his big dick. It came out like a
regal serpent, thick and full, warm to her touch. It seemed even larger
than she remembered, if that were possible. Her hands stroked the heavy
shaft for a moment as if she didn't believe it was real. Adam began to
stand up. April lost her grip and watched as he stood over her.

"Suck me"

She moved to her knees but she wasn't tall enough. Adam had to bend his
legs until his massive prick was in front of her face. April opened her
mouth and took him inside. His hand moved to the back of her head and held
her in place as she began to devour his throbbing cock.

She was eager if anything, Adam thought, as her lips wrapped around him
hungrily. The girl had almost no experience and wouldn't win any awards for
talent, but it was clear she wanted this more than anything else. And, as
it would turn out, Adam once again owed April a debt.

He pulled her head forward and sunk more of his big dick into her mouth.

"That's it angel, suck it"

April did the best she could with the incredible girth in her mouth. Her
spit began to run down his shaft as she sucked on him. She was unable to
completely grip him in her lips. The head of his dick rubbed against her
warm tongue and bumped the back of her throat.

He moved her head around from side to side and slowly pushed his cock past
her lips, giving her just enough before pulling it back. In his whole life
he only had three people who could take his dick down their throat.

The first two times he was a teenager.

His high school English teacher gave him an `A' after demonstrating her
expert oral skills during a supposed detention. Adam found it was a good
excuse to get him alone, and he happily let her suck him off when she
promised a passing grade. It took her a good ten minutes to work his big
dick down her throat and Adam watched with pride as she struggled with the
dilemma she found herself in. He had to hand it to her; she worked harder
in that time than he did all year in her class.

The second time was two years later on his nineteenth birthday. Adam got
his first full time job working at a construction site when he found the
foreman getting high during lunch. The man offered Adam to join him, and
before long, Adam was as stoned as his boss. At some point, Adam watched
the man's hand reach out for his crotch. He continued to smoke as the man
rubbed and squeezed his big dick.

"You mind?" the man asked. Adam shook his head, too stoned to care. The man
got on his knees, unzipped Adam's jeans and pulled out his cock. He
whistled at the size and Adam grinned. He watched with awe as his boss
sucked inch after inch down his throat until his lips found the base of
Adam's fat shaft.

"Damn" Adam groaned, as he breathed more pot into his lungs. That was the
second time Adam had ever had sex with a male, but by far the most
rewarding. The man sucked cock better than anyone, with the possible
exception of his English teacher, and it was through him that Adam now had
the building company that he did.

The third time, well...Adam smiled to himself, as he watched April
work. The title was by no means in jeopardy of being lost, certainly not by
her. April was lucky to get two inches in her mouth but Adam didn't care;
this wasn't for him, it was for her.

"Take your time" he told her as she gave the second blow job in her life.




Max sat outside Drew's window and watched the boy sleep. He carefully
lifted the glass and sat half in, half out, as the boy breathed deeply,
lost in dream. His arm rested against the window sill and he thought about
his life as he looked around Drew's room. The boy's family was well off,
and from what Max knew, it most likely came from the Stepdad. He seemed
like the high paying type. Max's Dad never had any money, certainly not
enough to ever give him. Max could remember working at the earliest of
ages, any odd job that would put some cash in his pocket. His room never
looked like Drew's that much was true. It wasn't just the toys and posters,
but the clothes and furniture that Drew had, that set him so far apart from
where Max came from.

He twisted his body and took out a cigarette and felt sharp pain shoot up
his side. It still hurt where his father hit him. It wasn't has if it were
unexpected, but Max was surprised by the brutality of it all. He couldn't
remember a time when his dad didn't win a fist fight but when Drew's Father
put him in the dirt, Max saw a whole new side to him. The angry, impossibly
strong giant didn't seem so big to Max anymore, which is probably why he
beat him so hard.

Max ran his hand up and down his side, trying his best to soothe the sore
muscles as he lit up his cigarette. He blew out a cloud of white smoke and
looked over his shoulder at Drew, still sleeping soundly. What it would be
like to be him, Max thought. To have family who loves you and gives you
everything. Maybe that's why he took so quickly to Drew; the idea that he
was part of this made Max feel better about himself. Drew looked up to him
like a brother and when his mother spoke to him tonight, Max felt
everything fall in place.

The Stepfather's position seemed to be pretty defined from what Max
saw. The man supported the family, but the woman made all the decisions. He
couldn't imagine Adam allowing another man to take his place in his Son's
life, but Adam wasn't here, and Max was. If Drew needs a strong male figure
in his life Max could step up, he was sure of it.

He took a long drag of his cigarette and put it out on the roof tile. He
stood up and carefully moved inside Drew's room. He left the window open
but locked the bedroom door just to be safe. The mother might like him now
but he doubted she would feel that way if she found him alone with her Son
in his bedroom.

Max kicked off his boots and took off his baseball cap, setting it on the
stand next to Drew's bed. He slowly sat down, careful not to wake Drew,
lying next to the sleeping boy. Drew didn't have his sling on, but he
cradled his arm protectively by his side and Max made sure not to press on
it. He looked at Drew breathing deeply and laid one arm across the kid's
body.

Drew moaned lightly in his sleep and moved back until he was pressed
against Max. Max waited for him to wake up but it didn't happen. If anyone
got in bed with him, he would have been awake immediately, Max thought to
himself. But Drew had a different life than he did, and didn't suffer from
the same nightmares that plagued Max's dreams.

He was so warm and Max buried his face in Drew's soft blonde hair,
breathing in the smell of fresh shampoo and clean linen.

Max fell asleep with no care in the world, not knowing someone was thinking
about him at that very moment.




Adam was ready to leave, once April was fully paid back for her aid. He had
Max's address, thanks to the girl. He lived with his mother part time,
apparently whenever he needed a new place to crash.

Adam recalled the numerous offenses the teenager committed, getting away
with almost all of them despite the evidence against him. Max was a player
and an escape artist as far as Adam was concerned...but all that was about
to change.

Adam thought about Drew and the things Charles told him. Charles was
naïve and unaware of Max's other relationship to Drew. He actually
believed Drew was hurt by kids at school and Max was just conveniently
there to save him. Just like his bike.

Well Adam was going to be there for Max as well; be there to bring him back
to reality. But Adam wasn't going to use cold water to open the teenager's
eyes; Adam's methods were going to be far more primal.

He was lost in thought and pulled April too far, making her gag on his
thick cock. He quickly released his grip, letting her move back until she
could recover. He stroked her hair, trying to relax her again and let her
nurse on him in her own way.

Long minutes later, Adam gently moved her away and pushed her down on her
back. He knelt above her and lifted her up by the hips, spreading her legs
apart as he did. He buried his face between them and roughly licked at her
moist pussy. April cried out in pleasure and squeezed at his head with her
thighs as he devoured her cunt. She pushed off the ground with her hands in
an attempt to push more of her into his mouth, but Adam, as usual, was in
complete control, and by keeping her suspended in the air he dictated how
the sex would play out.

He forced his tongue as deep as it would go and licked at April in a place
few men would ever reach.

The girl was delirious from the intense stimulation and groaned on the
blanket. Adam sat down and pulled her closer. He reached out with one hand
and stuck his fingers in her mouth, trying to quiet her down. She sucked on
them right away as he continued to ravage her teenage cunt with his rough
snaking tongue.

With his other hand, Adam spread apart her lips and strummed at her
throbbing clit as he continued to lap at her soft flesh. April started to
shudder in his grasp and he quickly pushed his fingers deeper into her
mouth, thinking she was about to cum. He moved his fingers away as he
licked at her and waited until she calmed down before he started all over
again. Over and over, he brought her to the edge of climax, just to let her
fall back to earth before she could.

April was in agony. Adam made her writhe on the blanket like an animal as
he ate her out and fingered her clit. His tongue dipped so deeply in her
body that April felt electricity jolt up her spine as waves of pleasure
rolled over her. But he toyed with her, playing with her body in a way that
she couldn't even do herself. How was he doing this, she asked herself, as
she ground her pussy against him. His thick fingers moved in her mouth and
she sucked on them as if they were his cock instead.

He was in both her holes, controlling her completely. April stopped
struggling and went along for the ride.

Five eternal minutes later, he let her cum.

He held her tight as her body bucked in his grip, struggling with the
orgasm. She couldn't cry out as much because of the fingers in her mouth,
but her moan vibrated through the trees nonetheless.

Her eyes fluttered as she finished and Adam watched her carefully by the
moonlight, licking slowly at her dripping pussy, making sure she was still
with him. He gently put her back on the blanket and lifted her legs up
until they were wrapped around his throbbing prick, which lay firmly
against her wet lips. He hugged her legs to his body and started to fuck
between her thighs, rubbing across her sensitive cunt and making her growl
around his hand. He took his fingers back and watched her.

She opened her eyes and looked up as he moved over her. Once again the
electricity he created moved from her cunt to her spine and ended somewhere
deep in the animalistic part of her brain.

His massive prick jutted out from between her legs like a baseball bat and
April couldn't imagine wanting something more than she did at that very
minute.

"FUCK ME!" she moaned out as her pussy freely coated his thrusting shaft.

Adam looked down at her. It was almost too easy and in many ways not fair
to someone like April.

She was just a child, and so far out of her element that he felt sorry for
the first teenage boy she would ever be with.

"Remember last time?" he said softly, suggestive of how sore she was when
he took her virginity.

April shook her head, not caring either way. She wanted him. Adam moved
back and opened her legs up. He rubbed the head of his cock against her
quivering lips and pushed inside.

April cried out at the massive prick invading her body. The cool air ran
across her skin and the sound of rustling leaves made the moment perfect
for her. She gripped the big hands holding her waist as he began to move
slowly into her teenage orifice. She tried to open her legs up more in the
hope that it would be easier, but he was just too big for it to make any
difference.

Adam watched her carefully as her body responded to his heavy prick. She
moved from side to side, testing herself, seeing if he could fit easier in
another position. He gave her a few minutes to get used to his size. Her
pussy was slick with her juice and Adam intended to give her the ride of
her life.

He pulled back until just the head was in her pussy and sunk himself to the
limit of her small body.

April moaned loudly and squeezed his hands with all her might. Adam was
amazed at how some kids could take getting fucked at such an early age,
when someone like April, who was built for a man, had such a hard
time. Granted, he was no ordinary man, but still, a boy half her age just
took him with relative ease, which made Adam think of Drew. But now as he
watched April, once again struggling with him, he lost hope that Drew would
ever take him. The boy was just too small, and unlike Adam's other
companions, Drew couldn't perform miracles.

He held her firmly by the hips and started to saw his heavy cock in and out
of her pussy. Her moist hole completely coated Adam's probing shaft and
dripped between her legs on the blanket. He took it easy on her or as easy
as possible under the circumstances; but Adam intended to give her exactly
what she wanted. He listened to her moan and when she finally opened her
eyes at him, he smiled.

"Is this what you dream about April?"

Her hands reached down and wrapped themselves around his solid cock and she
nodded her head, unable to find the words to answer him. She tugged at his
big dick as he pumped it deep inside her.

"Let it go angel. Let it out" he said hypnotically. Her legs seemed to
relax and her eyes rolled up as her body gave up the fight and came all
over his massive prick.

April's cries echoed off the trees but Adam did nothing to silence her. She
had to get it out of her system. He twisted his mighty pecker inside the
tiny girl, forcing her juvenile lips apart with every thrust. She kept a
firm grip on his cock during her entire orgasm; as if afraid he would take
it from her too soon. But Adam let her finish at her own pace, never
stopping or moving too fast. He just kept fucking in and out of her with
rhythmic motion, as she creamed around.

He pulled out when she was finished and quietly stood up. His cock was
still rock hard and Adam felt the cool air wrap itself around his flesh,
newly freed from April's steaming pussy. She was still on her back but her
legs were to the side and her hands covered her pussy protectively. Her
eyes were closed and she moaned softly to herself, still coming down from
the impossible heights he took her too.

He waited almost five minutes for her to completely finish. If she noticed
he was standing, she didn't acknowledge it. He quietly walked around her
tiny body as it recovered on the ground below him. Finally, when she was
still, he stood at her feet and looked at her. She could have been asleep.

He couldn't help but smile. April was so inexperienced; it took the
smallest of efforts to bring her off. He could simply kiss her to orgasm if
he chose too, or finger her eager clit until she screamed.

But April needed the real thing, because in the end, this is what she would
be dreaming about.

He waited long enough. Adam moved down and pulled her legs apart. Her hands
still covered herself but he moved them aside with no effort. April was
still out of it, unaware of what was about to happen. He lined his big dick
up to her abused hole and pushed himself back inside.

Her eyes opened up and her hands came up defensively. Adam was already on
top of her and her hands ran into his massive chest.

He started to fuck her again.

"NO!" she cried out, unable to prevent his huge cock from leaving her wore
out body. Adam paid her no attention. He fucked her over and over as she
clawed at his chest and arms, pushing at him and shaking her head from side
to side. He didn't try and stop her. It excited him as she fought against
it. He wanted to feel her small hands on him, urging him away. He lay on
his elbows above her as she flailed under his strong body. Her pussy was
soaking wet from her thunderous orgasm minutes ago, making Adam's job
easier.

He looked down at her face and smiled.

"I know what you need April" he told her, his deep voice seemed to
encourage her struggle. He stretched out her young cunt as he hammered into
her with ever increasing speed. He barely noticed as her hands pushed at
his face.

April was going to remember this for the rest of her life.




Drew woke up in the middle of the night. He felt so warm; he reached for
the blanket to pull it down some, when he came in contact with a strong
muscled arm. He turned his head and found Max fast asleep curled up with
him. He quickly looked at the door and found it closed. He couldn't see the
lock because it was too dark, but he figured Max had taken care of it
already.

Max wasn't under the covers with him. He lay on top of them pressed against
his back. Drew carefully turned himself around so he could face the
teenager, but as he did Max moved away in his sleep. He lay on his back and
lifted his left arm above his head exposing his armpit to Drew. The boy
waited, making sure not to wake Max and moved in carefully to breathe in
the muscled teenager's scent.

Drew let out a small moan before he could catch himself. Max smelled almost
as good as his own Father did. The boy had thick dark hair under his arm
that made Drew's mouth water. He leaned in, but when his nose touched the
hair Max stirred.

He's not like my Dad, Drew realized. He could lick gently at Adam's armpits
while the man slept without fear of waking him, but Max, it appeared, slept
far lighter than his Dad. Drew didn't mind, he reached out his arm and
wrapped it around Max's firm chest and laid his head on the strong boy.

It took minutes for Drew to fall back asleep, the sound of his big
brother's heart, beating in his ear.




He watched his Son, careful he didn't see him. Drew wore a sling on one
arm, his backpack slung over the good one. He was moving from one class to
another in a mass of students that circulated around the school yard, going
every direction imaginable in a sort of orderly chaos. It was almost
uneventful until a large kid stopped Drew with one hand. He was speaking
harshly to him and other kids gathered around to watch. Drew stood his
ground and shook his head as the overweight boy continued his barrage.

He reached for the door handle, not really thinking of what he was going to
do, when a teacher came out and moved quickly to Drew's side. He waited,
watching patiently for what she would do for Drew. She pointed to the large
boy and waved him aside, anger in her eyes. The other kids laughed and some
even patted Drew on the back.

Well at least he has friends, he thought as his Son continued on. Once Drew
was out of sight, he watched the other boy move closer. He was wearing a
red and white striped shirt with worn out blue jeans. In many ways he
didn't belong here, he seemed like an outcast, an odd sort of child to be
in a school with all the others. There were many like him, in every school,
he imagined; kids who didn't fit in, kids who went where they went because
they were bused in or because the system told them they had too. The
differences would become more and more apparent as the years progressed and
the kids grew in different directions. Some, like Drew, would have the best
opportunities and the best family life, while others, like this boy, would
be left behind, forgotten and forced to fend for themselves. They would
become angry and take their pound of flesh while they could; before the
distance between them was too great.

That's what this boy was doing to Drew, taking while he could.

He sat back, unhappy with what he saw. This had to be dealt with because
Drew's future was already laid out and it was time for his Son to come
home.

But first he had to do one thing.




Max put down the wrench on the kitchen counter as he washed the grease off
his hands. He came home before Drew woke up and decided to call the boy's
mom and see if tonight was a good night for dinner. He didn't expect
company so he was surprised when the front step groaned as someone climbed
them. He turned to look at the door but his hands were still under the
running water. Old homes make lots of noise and Max couldn't help but
wonder how quiet Drew's steps probably were.

The front screen was pulled open and Max turned off the faucet before the
expected knock would come. It didn't come, at least not the way he thought
it would.

A tremendous noise filled the house and Max saw his front door exploded
inward. It broke apart in front of his eyes and Max saw a brown work boot
and a large leg wrapped in blue jeans ram through.

Adam Blake stood in front of the broken door, leaving only space between
him and Max. The man's eyes were wide and filled with fury. Max hesitated
for only a second. He picked up the wrench and turned to run out of the
house by the back door. He grabbed the cordless phone off the wall as he
did and kicked the screen door open. As he jumped down the few stairs to
the ground, he turned the phone on, dialed 911 and threw it away, hoping it
would stay on.

He heard heavy footfalls behind him. Mr. Blake had closed the distance
between them with unfair speed. Max took off as fast as his legs would
carry him and headed for the garage beside the house.

He didn't look back as the screen door was ripped off the frame and Adam
bounded toward him.

Max grabbed anything he could and pulled it behind him hoping to slow the
big man down.

He could almost feel his presence behind him and Max saw an
opportunity. The garage had a split door and the bottom half was open. He
ducked at the last minute and dove through just as Adam's massive fist
slammed into the top half. The wood split but held miraculously. Max didn't
wait; he rolled to his feet and kept going as Adam's shoulder made short
work of the obstacle before him.

Max moved to the other side of the cluttered room, hoping to god the front
door was unlocked. He pulled at the handle and it swung open. He moved,
almost out of reach but not quite. Adam's hand grabbed at his back and took
a fistful of his white muscle shirt, yanking him back. But Max had a grip
on the door and pulled with all his might. The shirt ripped and left Max
bare-chested but free again.

He had to make for the trees, it was his only hope.

"YOU FUCKING PUNK!" he heard Adam howl right behind him. Max stretched out
his legs to the limit, a thousand questions in his mind. They would all
have to wait; right now he needed to survive the next few minutes. He
bolted down the dirt driveway, seeing the tree line before him, but
something stuck his legs and he tripped. Adam had thrown a board at
him. Max stumbled but didn't fall. It didn't matter though because Adam
closed the gap and his massive hand wrapped itself around Max's bicep.

Max panicked and swung the wrench still in his hand. He used all his
strength and had he made contact he would have laid Adam Blake on the
ground. Unfortunately his swing was met in mid air as Adam's other hand
caught the heavy tool before it connected with his head. He saw Adam's hand
was bleeding. It must have been from punching the door. He felt the wrench
twisted from his hand and saw it fly across the yard as Adam tossed it
away. It was over and Max knew it. His only hope was now gone. The man
hauled back his arm, made a frighteningly large fist, and threw it at his
face.

It felt like a semi-truck struck his head. His vision blacked completely
out and the entire world turned upside down. If Max made a sound he didn't
know it. He didn't hit the ground. Adam still held him up by one arm and
Max's vision was level with his thigh. He made a fist and punched as hard
as he could, hoping to connect with the man's crotch. Adam turned and
deflected the blow harmlessly off his leg. Max was yanked up in the air and
he thought of his Father just then, and how the same thing happened to him.

Déjà fucking Vu! He thought.  But Adam didn't punch him
again. Instead his body continued to rise and the man took hold of his leg
until he was hoisted above his head. Adam threw him in the air and Max
landed on the windshield of his buddy's car. Glass cracked in a spider web
but the window held. Max rolled up to the roof from the force of Adam's
throw and he twisted his body in an effort to keep going. It worked. Max
rolled down the back and off the truck to the cool ground. It was only a
short escape and Max wished for a miracle.

He saw Adam's boots from underneath the car, moving in his direction. His
head throbbed and his eye was badly swollen. He pushed himself up, hoping
to run the other way, when he saw a partial piece of cinder block at his
feet. He grabbed for it, stood up and hurled it at the massive man.

Adam raised his arm as Max threw it and he managed to block it with his
forearm but it bounced off at an odd angle and struck Adam in the head as
it passed. The man staggered back from the blow and Max didn't wait around
any longer. He took off running for the trees and cried out for help.

Adam screamed behind him. "I'M GONNA BURY YOU SO DEEP IN THE EARTH, GOD
WON'T FIND YOU!"

Max's heart felt like it would burst. His legs were numb and his head felt
like it would explode. He ran and ran, not stopping to look behind him, not
trying to hide; he just wanted to get as far away from the man as he
could. He couldn't hear anything but his heart beating in his chest. If
Adam was behind him it could have been an inch or a mile. Max didn't know,
he just kept running.

Branches hit his face and grabbed at his legs but Max pushed through. He
ran until he didn't; passing out on the ground in a heap of sweaty,
bleeding, and bruised flesh. He tried to scream into the ground but he
blacked out before he heard his own voice.






He was angrier than he could ever remember. It wasn't supposed to be like
this. His Son needed him and where was he when he was hurt. This had to be
fixed and fixed now. He moved through the trees and waited, waited for the
time to strike.

It took only moments for him to see the boy. He didn't think he heard him,
sure of it in fact. He was hunched over reaching into his pocket for
something, not aware he wasn't alone. No one was around. The boy never saw
him coming. He reached out and put his hands around his neck, stifling
whatever cry he would make for help. He wanted the kid to see him, see how
angry he was. He pushed him to the ground and turned him over, punching him
once in the face. He wrapped his hands around his neck once more, and began
to squeeze.

The boy looked at him frightened and confused.

"Don't you know who you've hurt?" he asked him. "Don't you know who I am?"

The boy gripped his arms, tears running down his face. His legs kicked out
but were ignored. It took three minutes before the fight was over and his
hands dropped to the ground. He stood over him watching for any signs of
movement. He smiled.

The boy was dead.




Adam was picked up by the police as he drove off Max's property. They drew
their guns and held it on him until he surrendered. He was pushed against
the truck and handcuffed as another squad car drove up. They searched the
area but Adam knew they wouldn't find Max; at least not there. They asked
him questions but he stood there, refusing to answer. Finally he was put in
the back of a police car and driven away, as some of the cops walked into
the woods.




They handcuffed him to a table. The room was empty except for the two
chairs, one of which he was sitting on. It had been three hours since they
put him in the cell. The door opened and a man in an expensive suit came
in.

"Mr. Blake I'm special agent Nicholas Speets"

Adam looked up. The man was in his early 40's if a day. He sat in the only
other chair in the room and looked at him.

"Well, first off I want you to know who I am. I work for the FBI
Mr. Blake. And right now I need information I'm hoping you can provide"

Adam looked confused.

"Why the fuck does the FBI care about me or that fuckup Poston!"

The agent stared at him deeply.

"We don't" He took in a breath. "In fact, if it wasn't for Max, you and I
would be having a VERY different conversation right now"

"What are you talking about?"

The agent pulled out a folder from his briefcase and laid it on the table
in front of him. He took out a photo and held it up, looking it over. Adam
waited.

"Do you know a boy named Sammy AnderSon?"

Adam became annoyed. "No. Who the hell is he?"

Agent Speets paused for a moment. "Sammy AnderSon is a nine year old boy,
responsible for a fight your Son got in a few days ago"

"His arm?" Adam said, more to himself than anything.

"Yes" the officer replied, understanding. "That's the boy"

"AND?" Adam said impatiently.

The agent put the photo down and leaned in toward Adam.

"And...this boy was found dead in the woods today. He'd been dead between
three to five hours"

"JESUS!"

The agent looked at the handcuffs holding Adam in place. Adam looked
around.

"What the fuck does this have to do with me?"

He pushed the photo to Adam. "This was found forty two miles heading west
out of town by the interstate" and turned it over so Adam could see it. It
was a backpack with the flap turned out.

Inside was a name clearly written in black marker...ANDREW BLAKE The agent
waited for him to look up.

"Mr. Blake? Where...is...your...Son?"




Drew woke up, never being as tired in his life. He didn't know where he
was. His vision swam in front of him. He felt so heavy. His eyes felt like
bricks were on them.

"It's alright Son, everything is alright now"

Drew used what little control he had over his body and turned his head to
the voice. He looked up.

"You're not my Dad..."


Chapter Eleven

Nicholas Speets watched Max Poston through the glass wall of his hospital
room. The doctor was applying something to the teenager's bruised face. His
cheek and eye were swollen and looked to get much worse before it got
better. He watched how the boy moved. Every time the doctor touched him Max
would glare at him, obviously in pain, but he didn't flinch; which Agent
Speets found very revealing. The boy was used to getting hit. Pain was
natural to him. He waited until the doctor left and walked into the room,
closing the door behind him. A police officer stood outside the door, out
of sight from Max.

"Mr. Poston" Agent Speets said, moving closer to the boy. He held out his
badge and looked for his reaction. Max read over the large FBI symbol and
his face broke into something deeper than just curiosity. Smart kid,
Nicholas thought. This kid may not be so stupid after all.

"What do you want with me?" Max said, his deep voice strained a little too
much.

Nicholas took his time putting away his badge and paused before he answered
Max. He knew far better how the game was played.

"You and I have some things to talk about Mr. Poston" He waved a yellow
folder at Max but kept it closed. "Let's start with Adam Blake"

"That psycho! Did you arrest him?" He pointed to his face. "See what he did
to me!"

If Nicholas was impressed or sympathetic it never showed. "You have an
unusual relationship with that man" Speets stated. "I can't say pissing him
off is the brightest thing you've ever done" He tilted his head and
exaggerated his expression as he looked at the boy's bruised and swollen
face. "It's one thing to be able to take a beating, but Son; do you have a
death wish?"

Max sneered. He didn't like it when he was called `Son'. "I'm not the one
who beats people up!"

"No" Agent Speets corrected him. "Unless you're a nine year old boy or his
older brother that is"

Max's face blushed. His recent events came back to him. "Hey, I was just
protecting a little kid from that punk and his brother got the message loud
and clear"

He sounded just as Agent Speets knew he would. "He got the message
alright!" He opened up the folder and took out a picture of Sammy
AnderSon. He put it in Max's face.

"THIS BOY IS DEAD!"

Max was stunned. He looked at the picture of Sammy and his face went
blank. Whatever aggression he had moments ago disappeared in a flash. His
entire attitude changed.

"Talk to me Max!" he growled.

Max looked up, clearly at a loss. Speets could tell that this was no
act,. Max was truly confused.

"I DIDN'T DO THAT!"

Nicholas's brow furrowed. "NO?" He waved the picture back at Max. "You
didn't beat up his brother? You didn't humiliate this kid in front of his
friends?"

Max opened his mouth but nothing came out. Any answer he gave was wrong.

"I don't know anything about this" he said, fear creeping into his
answer. "I've got nothing to say to you!"

"You better tell me something!" Speets countered. "Cause right now, I have
YOU, beating up this kid, his brother and witnesses! You wanna sit there in
your bed and tell me you're innocent? "

"I DIDN'T DO THIS!" Max yelled. He pushed the picture out of his face. "I
pushed him off his bike, and took it to his older brother! I never hurt
this boy!"

"NO? That's why you have angry Fathers coming after you? Because you're so
innocent? Just at the wrong place at the wrong time huh Max?"

"He attacked ME!"

"Why? What did you do to his Son?"

"I didn't do anything to Drew!"

Now we're getting somewhere Speets thought. "Drew...tell me about Drew
Max. How do you know him?"

"He lives in town; I helped him fix his bike when it broke down!" Max
poured out the story to Agent Speets as the man knew he would. He baited
Max by dangling hard violence in his face first and then allowed Drew's
name to come up. The teenager was bending over backwards to show how he
helped Drew, trying to offset the AnderSon boy. Speets listened as Max ran
through the whole tale of Drew's bike and ending up with what happened to
Sammy's older brother.

"And then his psycho fucking Dad broke into my house and kicked the shit
out of me!"

"And where was Drew during all this?" Speets asked, watching Max's face
carefully.

Max shrugged. "I don't know...home I guess. I was busy running for my
life!"

"When was the last time you saw him?"

"Drew? The night before I guess. I met his Mom" He left out sleeping with
Drew in his room. Max wasn't that naïve. He looked at Agent Speets when
he didn't answer back. "I didn't hurt this boy!"

He pointed to the photo still in the agent's hand.

"This isn't the first time Mr. Blake has kicked your ass is it Mr. Poston!"

"Hey, I didn't start that! He attacked me and my friends for no reaSon!"

Nicholas laughed. "You never do anything wrong do you Max? You just a choir
boy at heart right?"

Max said it again. "I didn't kill this boy!"

Speets took in a deep breath. "I know Max...I've always known that"

Max was lost. He shook his head. "Then what the hell do you want from me?"

"I want to know where Andrew Blake is?"

"Drew! What are you talking about? You said this kid was dead!" He waved to
the folder.

He looked at Max deeply. "He is Mr. Poston. He is. But Andrew Blake is
missing and no one knows where he is"

"What?" he said in disbelief. "You think I had something to do with that?"

Speets shook his head. "No Mr. Poston, I'm sure you didn't in fact, because
at the time this boy was killed, you were running through the woods with
your tail between your legs" He waited for this to catch up to Max's
confused mind. "You see? You're each other's alibi"

Max understood.

"And now Mr. Poston..." Agent Speets began.




Miss Benet sat in the room waiting with Adam. Adam was beyond pissed. He
was still handcuffed, no one willing to allow his free reign due to his
size. She spent the better part of the hour calming him down after she
arrived. Right now they waited for someone to speak with them. She had a
rough idea of what was going on but no one told her the full story, saying
it was an FBI matter.

Finally the door opened and Agent Speets walked in.

"Miss Benet; FBI Special Agent Nicholas Speets" he held out his hand to
her.

"Care to fill us in Agent Speets? We've been here for hours"

She wasn't intimidated by his title Nicholas noticed. Expensive he thought;
sizing her up.

"Sorry about that, these things take time. I'm sure you realized how
complicated a case like this is"

"A case like what Agent Speets?" she interjected firmly. "You have a man
charged with breaking and entering and assault. What's complicated about
that?"

"I'm talking about his missing Son"

She waved her hand in the air dismissively. "I'm sorry was my client
charged with that? Because last time I checked he was arrested for
assault. Are you filing new charges against him?"

She's good. Right to the point with no detractors. He looked at Adam across
the table. "Mr. Blake I know how upsetting this is to you. I want you to
tell me everything you can about Max Poston"

"EXCUSE ME!" Miss Benet barked, standing up to face Agent Blake. "If you
want to speak to my client, you will do so through me!"

"Mr. Blake" he continued, heedless of Miss Benet. "If you think I can't
hold you here after what you did you are most certainly mistaken"

"You're in no position to charge him with anything Agent Speets!" Miss
Benet was not to be ignored. "Unless the FBI is now taking jurisdiction in
local police matters? Are you charging my client with something?"

He continued to ignore her. "Mr. Blake until my questions are answered to
my fullest satisfaction, I can tell you exactly when you'll be released"

"That will be in twenty minutes when I get Judge Candrow on the phone Agent
Speets!"

He lost his patients with this woman and raised his voice at Adam. "I
suggest you look across the table to your high priced lawyer and get her to
explain the phrase `When hell freezes over' to you!"

She moved closer to Speets. "That sounds like a threat to me Agent Speets!"

"I have a dead boy not five miles from here! Strangled to death! And
another one missing!  And the only thing connecting them is this man!" He
pointed to Adam.

"You mean besides Max Poston?" she asked. Agent Speets leveled his eyes at
her; unhappy with her knowledge. She pressed the point. "Because last time
I checked, not only was he with Mr.

Blake's Son, but the AnderSon boy as well. Maybe you missed that in your
investigation"

Nicholas started to speak and then smiled instead. "Very good Miss Benet"
he conceded. "I'm impressed"

"You're not the only one with a badge Agent Speets. Why do you think
Mr. Blake connects both boys?"

"Because Mr. Blake has a history of violence when his Son is concerned"

Adam looked at Miss Benet. He knows, Adam thought. If the statement
stumbled Miss Benet, it didn't show.

"That matter was resolved and the guilty parties were dealt with"

He nodded. "You can seal as many files as you like Miss Benet. I'm the
FBI. Until I know everything this man knows, he goes nowhere!" He moved to
the door to leave.

"You have no authority to keep him!" she called after him.

"I can be very convincing when I need to be Miss Benet. Judge Candrow will
hear my concerns as well. I'm sure he doesn't want to jeopardize an FBI
investigation"

"What do you want from him?" She waved at Adam. "DNA?"

"Oh no. He was nice enough to leave plenty of that at the crime scene" He
looked down at Adam's blood caked hand.

"Then what? What will it take to convince you he had nothing to do with any
of this? A lie detector?"

"Well now Miss Benet, I can't force a lie detector on your client. That
would be illegal"

"He'll agree to it!"

"Good. Say twenty minutes to get him hooked up" he said smugly.

Miss Benet moved until she was right in front of him. "You KNEW I was going
to suggest that didn't you?"

He smiled. "Miss Benet, I don't come to an interrogation room without
already knowing the answers to the questions I ask"

He walked out but not before he saw her eyes flash.




Adam sat in a large chair, his shirt open and electrodes attached to his
skin.  Miss Benet was behind him watching the procedure carefully. Agent
Speets stood before him and waited for the tester to nod to him, letting
him know to begin.

"Do you know Sam AnderSon?"

"Yes, he hurt my Son"

"Just yes or no answers Mr. Blake" Agent Speets told him.

"Have you ever physically met Sam AnderSon?"

"No"

"Have you ever been to your Son's school?"

"Yes"

"Have you been there in the last week?"

"No"

"Have you seen your Son in the last 72 hours?"

"No"

"Do you know anyone who wants to hurt you or your Son?"

"Yes"

Miss Benet looked from Adam to Agent Speets.

"Anyone beside Max Poston?"

Adam hesitated. "No"

"Have you ever hurt a child?"

Adam's mind raced to the supermarket and the kids he beat up. He thought of
his last time with April.

"Don't answer that!" Miss Benet said behind him before he could speak.

Agent Speets looked at her for a moment and then back to Adam. He didn't
correct her.

"Have you ever hurt your Son?"

"No" Adam stated quickly. Agent Speets looked at the tester who nodded his
head, telling him Adam spoke the truth. Nicholas didn't really expect any
other answer but he had to be sure.

"Would you kill to protect your Son?"

Adam didn't have to think about his response.

"Yes"

The tester moved back a little as if the answer upset him. He looked at
Agent Speets and nodded again.

"Okay Mr. Blake" Speets took a deep breath. "Do you have ANY information
about the death of Sam AnderSon or your missing Son?"

"NO!"

Nicholas waited for the nod from the tester before he nodded to Miss Benet.

"Alright, I'm satisfied, your client can go"

Adam stood up and ripped the cords off his body.

"Now what the hell happened to Drew!"

Nicholas sighed. "Let's get you cleaned up and we'll talk in the next room"
He left with Miss Benet hot on his heels.

"You're ready to tell us everything?"

"As I said I'm satisfied Miss Benet. Mr. Blake couldn't have killed Sam
AnderSon because he was with Max Poston at the time of the murder"

Her eyes glowed. "If you knew that what the hell was all this for?"

He stepped closer to her. "Because he knows something. I don't know what it
is but he knows it nonetheless. Even if he's not aware of it. And I have to
be sure he'll tell me the truth before I tell him what we know"

"How are you so sure of that?"

"Because only Mr. Blake and Mr. Poston connect everyone together. Whatever
violent relationship those two have has spilled down on Sam AnderSon and I
want to know why that boy, that particular boy, was killed"

"Then shouldn't you give Max a lie detector test as well?"

He opened his hands palm up. "I already did"




"This is what we know" Agent Speets began. Adam and Miss Benet were on the
other side of the table, no handcuffs held him down this time but two large
police officers where in the room behind him, just in case.

"At the time you and Mr. Poston were having your disagreement; Sam AnderSon
was across town walking home from school when he was attacked in the woods
near his home. The last time he was seen alive was by four students who
spoke with him on school grounds. He left shortly after, not to be seen
again. His body was found uncovered in a secluded grove, strangled. Time of
death is consistent with the time a 911 call came in from Mr. Poston's
home. Which means, neither Mr. Blake nor Mr. Poston were there"

Miss Benet looked at Adam and put one hand on his thick forearm to silence
him.

"Roughly two hours later, a backpack belonging to Andrew Blake was found on
the side of a highway leading west, forty some miles out of town. Once
again, there is no way either of you could have been there, since
Mr. Poston was in an ambulance and Mr. Blake was in custody at the time"

"Then why do you think both boys are connected?" Miss Benet asked.

"Because a hair was found on Sam AnderSon's body that matched a hair found
on Andrew Blake's pack" He looked at Adam carefully. "This hair didn't
belong to either boy, Mr. Poston or Mr. Blake"

"Who has my fucking Son!?!" His blood ran cold.

"I wish I knew Mr. Blake" Nicholas said truthfully. "But make no mistake;
something connects your Son to Sam AnderSon, that much is clear. Both you
and Mr. Poston have a violent relationship in regards to your boy, and
Mr. Poston brought that same problem to Sam and his older brother. Andrew
was the center of attention each time but someone targeted Sam AnderSon
specifically"

Adam's mind raced. He looked around, not understanding why anyone would
hurt Drew.

"Look Mr. Blake... I need to know everything you know. Somewhere, someone
else is involved with both of these boys and I can't find them without your
help"

"I'll do anything to help you!" Adam leaned forward.

"I believe you. The FBI is running every test on the backpack that we
can. Everyone at the school has been accounted for including bus drivers,
teachers and crossing guards. No one saw either boy after they left
school. Drew missed his bus, so he left by other means. Sam walks home
every day. Only Max connects both boys and only you connect Max to Drew"

Adam was frustrated. "Can I get out of here?"

"Yes, Miss Benet has seen to that already. You can leave right away. Don't
leave town Mr.

Blake. As soon as I know anything you'll be contacted on your cell phone"
He looked at Adam as the big man stood up. "If you can think of anything
relevant please call me, no matter how small it may be"

Adam nodded his head. "What about Max?"

"Mr. Poston passed his test as well. He doesn't know much more than you"

Agent Speets walked out with a nod to Miss Benet. Adam turned to her.

"I need to talk to Max!" he said.




Max stood behind a car, keeping it between him and Adam. He looked around
at the people moving through the parking lot. He only agreed to meet Adam
and Miss Benet in a public place. He wanted as many witnesses as possible,
just in case.

"I'm not gonna hurt you Max" Adam told him. Max didn't believe him.

"Yeah cause your track record has been so good" he replied sarcastically.

Miss Benet came into the conversation. "Max, I'm Mr. Blake's lawyer, Lisa
Bennet" She looked over Max's bruised face and glanced disapprovingly at
Adam. "We know the FBI has already talked to you and we want to see if you
two can help find Drew together"

Max kept his eyes on Adam. "I told them everything I know. I took a lie
detector test!"

"I know Max, Agent Speets told us. He said you passed, as did Mr. Blake"
her hand waved at Adam. "The two of you need to talk Max" she looked from
him to Adam. "Figure out what connects both boys together"

Adam took a step forward and Max moved back. "Max?" he said with a deep
voice. "Did you ever hurt my Son?"

"NO!" he answered. "Sir..." he added. "I wouldn't hurt Drew"

Miss Benet looked from one to the other. "If he wanted to hurt Drew he
could have let him fall in the ditch or abandon him in the woods that day"
she said to Adam.

"If I was into hurting kids, I wouldn't pick one with a Father like you!"

Miss Benet's eyebrows went up in agreement. "He has a point. There are
plenty of kids to pick from without..." she looked Adam's thick body over,
"...putting his own life in jeopardy"

Adam didn't stop watching Max. "Max...I love my Son" He reached out his
hand in the teenager's direction. "Will you help me find him?" Max didn't
move; he only looked at the outstretched hand.

"Max..." Miss Benet's soft voice added.

Max looked up at her and then checked to see that people were still in the
area. It made him feel safer. He walked around the car and shook Adam's
strong hand. Adam reached up and put a hand on his shoulder. Max flinched
as he remembered the punch he took to the face earlier.

"Thank you Max" Adam said sincerely.

They sat on at a table outside a fast food store to talk. Max told them
about meeting Drew for the first time in the woods and fixing his
bike. Miss Benet had already found that information out but she wanted to
hear if Max's version was different from the one she heard. When he got to
the part about Sam and his friends, Miss Benet interrupted.

"Did you hurt Sam AnderSon?"

Max looked around as if he didn't hear her correctly. "I...you know, scared
him a little"

She leaned in. "Did you touch him?"

Max shrugged innocently. "I may have pushed him off his bike, or maybe he
fell?" No one believed that.

"And after you pushed him?"

Max waited as if he didn't understand, in a vain attempt to hold off his
answer.

"Did you hurt him?"

He sighed. "I sort of kicked him..."

Adam looked around in frustration. Max jumped on his attitude.

"OH YEAH! Cause YOU never hit kids!"

Miss Benet held up her hand between them before Adam could answer but he
managed to lean in enough that Max moved back and out of range.

"Did he tell you he broke my Dad's ribs?" Max said to her, pointing a
finger at Adam. "Or how he knocked me out with a strangle hold?"

Miss Benet glanced at Adam for a moment and nodded her head. "Yes Max, I
know all about it. I know your relationship with Mr. Blake is somewhat
tangled, but we're here about Drew right now. Let's stay focused on that
alright?" She said this to Max but it was clearly for Adam's benefit.

He shrunk back in his seat at hearing his Son's name used.

So Max continued to tell his story up until finding Sammy's brother Jake.

"So you went to tell him about his little brother?" Miss Benet asked. Both
Max and Adam looked at her for a moment. It was obvious she didn't
understand who Max was.

"I don't think talking was on Max's mind when he went. Was it Max?" Adam
asked. Miss Benet took a quick minute and realized how naïve her
question was.

"Hey, I got my own way to communicate with the locals" Max lifted up his
arms and laced his fingers behind his head showing off his big biceps. Adam
wasn't impressed. "I'm what you call a people perSon" he grinned.

"You hurt his brother too!" Miss Benet looked from Max to Adam to make sure
she got it right.

Adam nodded to her.

"I got him in his garage with his two buddies"

"Three of them and just you?"

Max grinned at her. "Yeah. They didn't stand a chance"

She didn't believe him. She turned to Adam but he continued to look at
Max. She tilted her head to the side with doubt in her eyes.

"Do I look like I'd lose in a fight?" Max asked her smugly.

"Want ME to answer that?" Adam leaned in making Max sit up and lean away
again. His face lost the grin and he became quiet.

Miss Benet began to speak but Adam interrupted her. "Get talking Max!"

Max finished his story without all the embellishments he usually added when
someone was present to brag too. Adam wasn't his usual company and saw
through his slick charms.

"And you told all this to Agent Speets?" she asked. Max nodded. "Well I
know he's been working with your ex-wife" she said to Adam. "But I don't
see how all this couples Drew and the AnderSon boy"

"I took a lie detector" Max offered.

"I know Max, and we believe you" she said. "Agent Speets believes the two
of you somehow tie both boys together"

"I've never even heard of him before" Adam said, of Sammy AnderSon. "Why
did you approach those kids to begin with?"

Max shrugged. "Just because I don't live here anymore doesn't mean people
don't know me.

I'm not having Drew run around with me so he can get beat up. One of my
friends gets pushed around then I take it perSonally"

"First of all, you're a nineteen year old boy. My Son doesn't `run' with
you Max! He's only eight. You had no business branding him with your
reputation"

"So he's safe with his Stepdad then?" Max said. "Because when I met him, he
didn't look like anyone I would be afraid of. Drew is a little kid with no
brothers, he could use a wing to hide under, you know?"

"Max I thought last time we met you would have realized Drew only needs ME"

"Except YOU don't live here Mr. Blake..."

Adam sat back, not liking how Max pushed him into a corner.

"Gentlemen, this is a moot point. Drew is missing and the AnderSon boy is
dead. Cooperate"

After another thirty minutes of comparing stories, Miss Benet got up and
looked at her phone. "I have to make some calls. I want to speak with the
FBI again and make sure the news conference about Drew is ready. I'll call
you as soon as I know something" She looked at Max.

"Give me a dollar"

Max looked confused but reached in his pocket and gave it to her.

"Now I'm your lawyer Max. Anything you tell me is confidential"

"Do I need a lawyer?"

She nodded her head. "The FBI is looking into your past, and I'm sure your
years as an altar boy will speak volumes about your character" she said
sarcastically.

"I was a juvenile. Those records are sealed" he paused. "Right?"

"They're the FBI Max. There's no such thing" She stuffed the bill in her
pocket and left. Adam stood up and took his keys out of his pocket.

"Where you staying?" Max asked him, trying to sound indifferent. He was
suddenly uncomfortable being alone with Adam. Adam shrugged.

"I'll get a hotel nearby. I can't stay with my ex; she'd drive me up the
fucking wall"

Max looked around and nodded. "Well...you can bunk with me"

Adam looked at him. "With you?"

"Yeah, my mom's away and I'm at her place. No one else is there" He looked
Adam up and down. "But the phone works fine and the police can be there in
minutes!"

Adam leered at him. "Well if you're frightened I can go get some handcuffs
from the police while you hug your teddy bear"

"Who said I was scared?"

Adam lunged forward quickly making Max jump back. He gave Max a knowing
look.

"Whatever! You can sleep downstairs by the door you busted down"

"Come on tough guy!" Adam said impatiently They walked to the parking lot
and Max climbed in Adam's truck. He felt self conscious as Adam filled up
the driver's seat with his muscled body. It would take him a second to kill
Max and he left his door unlocked just in case he needed to jump.

As they drove off Adam said, "She's not here anymore Max, it's just us guys
now. You have something else to tell me?"

Max shook his head. "No sir. I don't" He thought of Drew snuggled up in his
arms and the way the boy gravitated to him physically.

"Well, we'll have all night together to think things over" Adam said,
looking straight ahead. He was so concerned with Max and what he knew about
his Son, that he forgot to turn his cell phone ringer on after the police
gave it back.

If he had, he would have seen a missed call from Tony.




Max had a pizza delivered and he sat on the sofa with Adam. Adam had taken
some boards from the shed and made a makeshift door. They talked as he
worked and shared stories about Drew. Max told him about fixing his buddies
car and showing Drew what all the parts did and how excited he had
been. Adam listened carefully making sure not to interrupt him. He wanted
Max to spill everything about his Son.

Adam watched the television as the police came on and spoke of Drew's
disappearance. He felt sick to his stomach as his boy's picture was shown
on screen. Max put a hand on his shoulder but didn't say anything. It was
on every local channel. It had been playing in different forms for the last
few hours. Miss Benet ran the televised news conference with Agent
Speets. Every news channel was eager for the story but Adam couldn't watch
anymore. When his ex-wife came on and pleaded for Drew's return, Adam
turned off the TV.

Max handed him a fresh beer and watched as Adam drank it all down in one
gulp. He didn't need to be asked, he simply handed another one to Adam and
left him his space. It was getting late and he had a long day, not to
mention how his face still hurt. He went to his room.

Hours later Max woke up and sat up in bed. He heard sounds from down below
and jumped up defensively. Then he remembered how Adam was downstairs and
what happened over the last day.

His face hurt badly and he went to his bathroom to take some pain
medication. His face looked terrible but in a way it made him look even
more badass then he already was. He grinned at his reflection. Damn that
man could hit.

Max found Adam leaning up against the kitchen counter, another beer in his
hand. He was wearing his jeans but no shirt and his strong chest and broad
shoulders were even more impressive bare.

Max walked in, making noise, not wanting to surprise him. Adam looked at
him with glassy eyes.

Max knew there would be little if any beer left in the refrigerator, but on
impulse he opened the door and found a few left.

"You holding up?" Max asked softly. Adam lifted the bottle in salute and
drank from it deeply. He took a beer from the refrigerator and tapped his
bottle to Adam's. He nodded to the living room and Adam followed him
inside. "It's gonna be alright. We'll find him"

Adam didn't look convinced. He walked over to the front door and looked
outside through the boards he put up. Max stood near him.

"You really love your Son"

Adam stared outside. "You have no idea"

Max had never felt the way Drew must feel. He didn't know what it was to be
cherished and cared for the way Drew was. Or to be held in his father's
arms or rocked to sleep by his mother. Max was troubled for good reaSon. He
saw in Drew what he never had. He moved closer to Adam. For some reaSon he
felt closer to Drew's life when he was near the big man. As if it might rub
off on him and his life would be better for it.

"Hey" he said. Adam turned to him. "I'll do anything to help you. I mean
it"

Adam put a hand on Max's shoulder and squeezed him. He moved it up and took
hold of the back of his neck and began to rub him. Max felt so small all of
a sudden. He was trying to be tough in front of this imposing man but he
knew if he spoke now his voice would crack. Adam looked at him with
affection, in a way his own father never had.

"You're a good boy Max. I'm glad you're watching over Drew"

Max felt himself swallow. He didn't have an answer for him and even if he
did, it would probably come out wrong. He looked out the makeshift door and
took in the silence. Adam's hand stayed on his neck and continued to rub
him.

Suddenly Max turned to him.

"Do you hear that?"

Adam's brow furrowed. "Hear what?"

Max looked around. "Something's ringing" He moved away from Adam and into
the living room.

"It's not my phone"

Adam reached into his pocket and found his phone. The ringer was off but
the phone wasn't active.

He turned on the volume and looked around with Max. He heard it too. Max
went back to the door and stepped outside on the porch. He turned to Adam.

"It's coming from your truck!"

Adam bounded down the stairs. The ring was definitely louder now. He opened
the door and heard the phone. It came from his glove compartment. He knew
what it was instantly...the prepaid cell phone Tony gave him. He reached
for it and flipped it open.

"Hello?"

"Adam, where the fuck have you been? I've been trying to get a hold of you
for hours!" Tony's voice was fast and irritated.

"I've been busy. The cops had me for questioning and I've been through
hell!"

"I know you have. I've tried your regular cell too when you didn't answer
this one. I saw the special about Drew on the news"

"Hang on a second" Adam turned to Max. "It's a friend. Go back inside"

Max turned away not questioning Adam. He went back up the porch and when he
disappeared Adam gave his attention back to Tony.

"I appreciate the call Tony but I'm not in the mood to go over the story
again with someone else"

"No Adam!" Tony interrupted. "We have a problem! I think I know who took
Drew!"

"WHAT!" Adam barked.

"Are you alone?"

Adam looked at the house. Max was still inside. He walked near the woods
anyway after telling Tony to hang on a second.

"I am now"

"Adam I got a phone call from a peer. And by that I mean someone else in
the business that does what I do" Adam knew exactly what Tony meant,
another film maker. "He said a client has been paying large sums of money
for any and all movies featuring Drew"

"Drew! How would he even know about him? You sold the movies we made to
private clients"

"And that's the problem Adam. Two of the movies went to the same client..."

"The overseas buyer?"

"That doesn't mean much when you have large sums of cash like that. He
travels in different circles than most of us"

"Wait! Go back! How do you know any of this?"

"My friend knew I supplied the movies to this guy because the guy told
him. He wanted to know if any more were floating around"

"Why didn't he just ask you then?"

"He did, and I told him no. I don't work like that Adam you know that. I
make movies for select clients and I don't advertise who has what"

"Go on" Adam said, clinging to each of Tony's words.

"Anyway, this man contacted not only my buddy but others in the business as
well, all with the same request. He wants Drew!"

"Wait! Fucking wait! How would he even know where to find Drew, or what his
full name was?"

There was a pause on the phone. "We made the last two movies for him, but
the first one went to a different client. You remember that first film?"

Adam remembered of course. It was Drew's first time on camera. Adam was
completely out of frame in the shot and he never used Drew's name. It was a
straight blowjob film. It was made to get Drew's feet wet and see how he
took to video.

"Of course I do" he replied.

"Adam" Tony said firmly. "You remember how that film started?"

Adam's throat clenched. "GOD DAMN!"

And he remembered...


Drew's First Film

Tony sat in his van with the one way mirrored windows and filmed Drew as he
walked off the bus.

He was beautiful and Tony remembered how bright the boy's blue eyes were
when they met the previous day. He knew Tony would be making a movie of him
and his Dad, but Tony wanted the opening shots to be spontaneous and
natural. Drew's silky hair bounced around his angelic face and he bounded
down the big steps of the yellow bus and landed on the blacktop. He had no
idea he was being filmed.

Tony zoomed in to show him smiling at his friends and waving in the air to
them. Some of them approached and patted Drew on the shoulder the way kids
do, and Drew's face beamed with delight. At that age he didn't have a care
in the world and it showed as he interacted with the other kids.

Tony pulled back some to show the others but the focus was always on
Drew. The others only framed the shot. He followed Drew up the walkway and
into the front of the school doors. He panned away.

A large sign came into view on camera... "Pinecrest Elementary School"

Tony ended the first part there, picking up hours later when Adam told him
he would be at recess.

Once more Tony filmed the boy playing outside with his friends and having
fun running back and forth playing with a Frisbee. Tony took some high
speed shots of Drew with a telephoto lens. The boy's flushed face and
innocent smile would look great on the movie menu!  Drew was at home doing
his homework. Tony filmed him from one angle to the next, slowly moving
around him with the expensive video camera. Drew didn't pay any attention
to him. This took some doing as Drew kept giggling when Tony came near, so
that was remedied by using the zoom instead.

Drew was doing a great job, but he was only a kid after all and couldn't be
expected to win an Oscar for his performance. That wasn't the point
anyway. Tony knew, after meeting Adam and his Son that the chemistry
between them would come over on film like fireworks.

The first time he saw them together, Tony knew he struck gold. The boy's
eyes literally gleamed whenever he looked at his Dad. It amazed Tony that
they were even related. Adam was so big and rugged and Drew had thick
blonde hair and a slight frame. He couldn't imagine the boy growing up to
resemble his Dad. When he heard that Adam was divorces he just assumed Drew
was so affectionate because he missed his Father, but Adam assured him Drew
had always been that way.

And after spending the better part of three hours with them, Tony knew Adam
had told the truth.

The child never tiered of his Father's touch. If Adam moved too far away,
Drew closed the distance himself.

The boy clung to his Dad's bulky frame, his small hands squeezing the large
muscles in Adam's shoulders. He watched Adam as he spoke to Tony, his face
lit up like a Christmas tree! The boy was in love.

Every time Adam said something about Drew he would look at his Son, and his
face would soften just slightly. It was a look that only came out for his
Son, but for a professional like Tony, it was film magic. These two were
not only incredibly hot by themselves, but together, they were fire. Tony
watched as Adam unconsciously kissed at his Son when the boy spoke or
laughed. Drew never flinched away like most kids would. He soaked up the
love like a sponge.

Tony took it all in, every second of it.

Drew seemed comfortable with Tony but Tony knew in reality it had nothing
to do with him. The boy would feel safe no matter where or who he was with,
as long as his Dad was there. It was a level of trust that only a real
Father and Son would have.

Tony pitched the film to Adam and they agreed to keep Drew's name out of it
and not film the man's face. This was the first film for both of them after
all, so Tony wanted to give assurances that Adam couldn't be identified in
case the unthinkable happened.

So Tony kept the shot low and Adam was conscious not to refer to his boy by
name.

Drew sat at the table with his books spread before him.  Tony zoomed in on
the boy's beautiful face and got a great close-up of his bright blue eyes
as the child looked from page to page. After a few moments Tony felt the
floor list as Adam entered the room.

He walked up behind the boy and reached out with his large hand to stroke
at the white blonde hair. Drew responded instantly to the touch. Tony
pulled back the view slightly to show the Adam from just above the waist on
down. There was no question the man was built. His large thighs bulged out
from his jeans and moved powerfully underneath them. His hand had thick
fingers that ran across the young boy's head and followed up to a mighty
forearm with soft brown hair. Veins bulged out from under the flesh and
when he ran those fingers down Drew's neck, the boy shivered in delight.

Drew turned and gave Adam a big smile, looking up at the man who was off
frame. Tony couldn't see him either. He liked to film the action the same
way as the viewer would see the finished product. It made editing less
hassle in the long run.

"Hi Dad"

Adam's fingers ran gently up the child's baby soft cheek and then worked
back down the same path.

"Hey baby" a deep voice echoed.

Drew kept his genuine smile fixed on his Father.

"You almost done?" Adam asked him. Drew nodded his head.

"Almost"

Adam's hand moved to Drew's mouth and Tony zoomed in to show the large
thumb rub across the boy's full pink lips. Drew never stopped smiling.

"Can I take a break Dad?" Drew asked Adam.

Adam moved away but held out his hand to his boy. Drew took it; his small
hand completely engulfed by Adam's, and let himself be pulled from the
chair.

"I think a break sounds good Son"

Adam led Drew to an open part of the living room and moved him around until
they faced each other.

"You love your Daddy?"

Drew nodded and Adam stroked the boy's face again.

"Yeah you do"

Adam's hand dropped to his side and he simply stood there before Drew. Drew
looked down the man's muscled body until his eyes rested on the heavy mound
between Adam's legs. Without a word, Drew reached out with one hand and
placed upon it. Tony zoomed in slowly as Drew began to squeeze and rub at
it. He caught Drew looking up and smiling at his Dad before the boy's face
was out of frame. The action now centered on more important things.

"What a good boy you are" Adam said softly to his Son. Drew's other hand
came up now and began to work at his Father's heavy crotch
aggressively. Adam's dick began to jerk beneath his jeans. It swelled up
right as Tony filmed it, lengthening and stretching outward, looking for
more space in which to grow. Drew was no novice at this. He didn't fumble
or hesitate; the boy knew what he was after. His small fingers found his
Dad's prick and he traced it up and down, moving more and more as the cock
grew bigger and bigger.

Slowly Tony pulled back. Drew's eyes were locked in concentration on his
hands as if Adam no longer existed. To say Drew was mesmerized was putting
it lightly. Tony doubted if Drew even realized he was getting filmed
anymore. Somehow nothing else seemed important to the child at that moment
than the large lump between his Father's legs.

As the minutes past Drew's face scrunched up in semi frustration. He was
having some difficulty with the thick fabric of his Dad's jeans and wasn't
sure what to do about it. Adam was throbbing underneath and Drew found less
and less slack in the man's pants to work at the treasure below.

Just as Tony thought the boy might get too annoyed, Adam spoke up.

"That's it Son. Take your time"

Drew didn't look up but his face changed. As if hearing his Father's voice
was all he needed, his brow smoothed out and his fingers seemed to relax
and enjoy the moment. This was no acting and Tony knew it. This came as
natural to Drew as breathing did.

The boy's hands pushed and gripped at the heavy meat trapped inside Adam's
jeans until the outline of the man's massive prick stood proudly out.

"You ready love?" Adam asked softly. Drew didn't respond. He just kept
rubbing at the big dick.

Adam's hand came up and stroked Drew's cheek to get his attention.

"Baby?"

Drew's eyes stayed where they were. Adam gently lifted the boy's head up by
the jaw until Drew's eyes looked up.

"Daddy?" Drew said, as if just waking up.

"You ready angel?" he asked, a little amused.

It took a moment before Drew understood. His face broke into a big smile
and he nodded his head.

"Tell Daddy what you want" Adam coached him.

Drew's eyes stayed locked on Adam, and without missing a beat he said, "I
wanna suck your cock!"

Adam stroked Drew's cheek again and then let his hand fall back to his
side. Drew looked back down and pulled at the button of Adam's jeans. He
tugged the zipper down and pulled open the jeans as best he could. Adam's
thick cock leaped out at Drew and stood rigid before the boy's face.

Tony had to pull back some to get the whole thing in frame. Drew's hands
wrapped around it and squeezed.

Adam's cock thickened immediately at the boy's touch and throbbed wildly in
his hands. His small fingers could barely hold it steady and once again
Drew lost touch with everything else in the world except what was in his
grasp. He leaned in and rubbed the beastly prick against his face.

Tony was beside himself. He had never seen a child so into sex before. This
boy wasn't coached or instructed in any way. Drew did all of this on his
own like it was second nature to him. Tony had made many films with all
type of cooperation, from non-existent to fully compliant, but never
unscripted, where the child controlled what happened.

Not until now that is.

Tony kept the camera steady. He placed it on the ground, letting the tripod
hold it still. He had to look at Adam for a moment to see if he was going
to do anything about Drew. He lifted his head up.

Adam was looking down at Drew, his hands still at his side. The big man
seemed as unfocused as his Son. His eyes were locked on the boy but he made
no move to interrupt the child in any way. Adam was disconnected.

Tony looked back through the lens at Drew. The boy was still lovingly
rubbing his Father's heavy prick against his face, running the head across
his lips and cheeks and beneath his nose. Drew breathed deeply, taking in
his Dad's smell. He pulled back and looked at his Father's large cock. He
held it at the base with one hand and stroked it gently with the other
hand. He leaned in and kissed it.

FUCK! Tony thought to himself. Who is this boy?

He heard Adam groan. It wasn't loud but loud enough that the camera picked
it up. This big man can't be losing control already Tony said to
himself. He didn't have time to look up at him, he had to stay focused on
Drew.

They boy began to kiss at the fat head, over and over again, as if each
previous time wasn't good enough and he had to try again, just to get it
right. Adam made no move to stop him either way and Tony wasn't about to
object to the incredible sight. The boy was so small and should have been
scared by the size of Adam's prick. But this kid, this little blonde boy
was so drawn in by Adam's cock; Tony thought he would probably throw a fit
if it was taken away from him.

Drew's soft red lips parted and his small tongue came out and licked gently
at his Father's pulsing cockhead. The large muscles in Adam's thighs
trembled and Tony almost jerked the camera to see what happened to the
man. He lifted his head to see Adam's eyes opening and closing. The man's
upper body was moving back and forth in slight movements, clearly
responding to the boy's tongue.

Drew circled the head of his Dad's cock over and over again and started to
lap at the flared hole in the center. Tony zoomed in as best he could
framing Drew's face and half of Adam's huge prick.

Drew stretched out his tongue and lapped at the underside of the cock. The
shaft pulsed in reply and seemed to thicken even more if that were
possible. Drew pulled back and gazed lovingly at the massive rod in front
of him. He kissed it again.

SUCK ON IT KID! Tony thought to himself. He almost couldn't stand the
anticipation anymore.

As if Drew could read his mind, the boy's mouth opened and he wrapped his
lips around the solid cock throbbing between Adam's legs.

There was a problem though and Tony saw it instantly. He was so caught up
in the sight of Drew's obsessive behavior he just now saw Drew for what he
really was...an incredibly small eight year old boy.

He can't do it Tony thought. And he was right. Drew's lips moved down the
flared head of Adam's hard cock but stopped short of taking it in. He was
too small!  Tony zoomed away. He had to see the whole thing. Drew's tiny
body stood as tall as he could and Adam's cock looked like a baseball bat
in his hands. Adam's legs were tense and the large muscles flexed beneath
the denim fabric as Drew feasted on his big dick. Tony looked up at
Adam. The man's eyes burned into the boy's face. An earthquake couldn't
have separated the two. Tony knew he was as lost as the boy was but for
different reasons. Drew didn't see the problem it was clear to Tony. He
didn't hesitate to stroke, kiss, and lick or even suck his Father's heavy
prick. But Adam was straining to hold himself back. It must have been
taking a great effort not to thrust his cock inside the child's mouth and
take what he wanted, especially considering his size.

But that was it Tony knew. Adam never forced Drew. The child didn't know
what it was to be forced to do anything. He never had fear because he was
never given reason too. Adam protected him.

Tony filmed as the blonde boy sucked as much of the throbbing prick that he
could. For the first time since he started filming, Adam's hands came up
and gently pulled Drew's away. The boy closed his eyes and rested his hands
on his Daddy's big legs and began to nurse.

Damn! Tony thought. This is gonna make lots of money! The kid's head
twisted slowly from side to side, in a vain attempt to somehow capture more
of his Dad's large cock in his mouth. Adam was no bystander either, or at
least his cock wasn't. It seemed to be trying to cooperate with the boy on
some primal level, all by itself. It pulsed and twitched in the air as Drew
sucked on it, as if it knew what the boy was trying to do.

Adam's hands clenched into fists and Tony couldn't help but look up. The
man's face was tense and showed his concentration. He pulled his arms
behind his back, his hands still balled into fists.  Tony watched as his
hands opened and closed, gripping so hard the blood ran from the knuckles.

"Suck it baby" he managed to say to his Son. "Suck it for Daddy"

Drew moaned his reply, still keeping his eyes closed. He heard his Dad's
voice. It made his small body tremble. One of Adam's hands came around as
soon as Drew moaned, but stopped before touching the boy. Adam didn't want
to interrupt his Son's concentration and with extreme effort he brought the
hand behind his back again, once more making a tight fist.

"That's my boy" he groaned out.

Drew's brow furrowed in concentration as he sucked hard on the head of his
Daddy's big dick. His fingers dug into the heavy thigh muscles on Adam's
legs unconsciously, but Tony knew the kid could have drawn blood and it
wouldn't have mattered to Adam. The man just wanted his Son to suck his
dick; any way the boy could!  It didn't take more than five minutes of this
before Drew's efforts were going to pay off. Tony knew a pending orgasm
when he saw one. Adam's legs began to bend at the knee and he kept
adjusting himself to stand back up. The man's hands took hold of the back
of his legs and gripped them with strong fingers. His eyes moved from
Drew's face to the ceiling, over and over again.

Tony zoomed closer to Drew's face. There was no way he could get both the
boy and Adam's cock in its entirety so he picked the boy. Drew's mouth was
open to the limit and his moaning became louder and louder. Maybe Adam was
feeding the boy pre-cum, Tony couldn't be sure because Drew never let it
out of his mouth.

"That's it Son! That's it!" Adam's voice was strained.

The big muscles in the man's body flexed at the same time. His prick
swelled to its fullest thickness and he came in Drew's mouth.

The first shot came out with so much force that Drew's eyes opened wide and
his hands came up to grab the shaft instinctively. His head pulled back but
his mouth was still open. A white river of cream flowed past his bottom lip
and ran down his chin. He was about to cough but he was also moving to take
the dick back in his mouth. Before Tony could think, Adam's hand shot
around and gripped Drew by the hair and pulled him away. The boy coughed
reactively, his mouth closing for a moment.

Adam's big dick erupted another jet of thick cum that splashed against the
boy's face and coated his skin with gleaming fluid. Drew, to his credit,
quickly recovered and opened his mouth again. Adam's cum ran down his face
and past the boy's open lips just as another load arched in the air and
landed in his mouth.

Drew pulled forward, he used his hands to bring himself closer but Adam was
far stronger. Drew barely moved at all. Adam was looking down, watching his
Son carefully. Another blast erupted out of Adam's horse cock and hosed the
child's face again. Adam reached down with his other hand and took hold of
his cock, moving it around as he continued to cum. Drew's face gleamed with
the thick white baby making fluid, and his efforts to redirect his Dad's
dick to his open mouth proved futile.

Finally after a virtual river of cum escaped from Adam's heavy prick, he
let it go and allowed his Son's hands to aim it back at his mouth. He eased
up on the boy's blonde hair and once more Drew had his Father's cock back
in his hungry mouth. He closed his eyes and Tony filmed as the kid began to
swallow over and over again.

JESUS! Tony thought. He filmed the boy for long minutes, Adam dick never
seeming to tire. His hand changed from gripping his Son by the hair to
stroking his head lovingly. Tony looked up at Adam to see him smiling
lovingly down at his Son. The man turned to Tony for the first time. The
spell was broken and Adam was back to reality even if Drew wasn't. He
smiled proudly.

Tony nodded at him and finished filming until Drew was done. When the boy
opened his eyes the first place he looked was up at his Dad.

"I love you kitten" the man said to his boy.

Drew smiled for a moment and then remembered what he wanted to say.

"Dad! I wanted it!"

Adam grinned at his blonde Son. "I know love...I know"

Drew looked back at his Father's big cock and started to kiss at it
again. Whatever anger he had passed quickly and once more he took what he
wanted from his Dad. Adam watched and stroked his Son's hair as the boy
licked at his wet prick and rubbed it against his gleaming face.

Tony didn't know how much money he was going to get for this film, but he
knew it was going to be a lot!  He panned out showing Drew's small body and
the massive lower frame of the man standing before him, the big dick still
thick and jutting from between muscled legs.

The film ended.




"The school sign!" Adam said to Tony over the phone. "He saw the fucking
sign!"

"And he had the other films already" Tony added. "The one's where you used
Drew's real name"

"My face is on one of them!"

"I know Adam"

Adam took in a deep breath. "I can't go to the police with this Tony!
They'd throw me in jail for the rest of my life. I'd never see Drew again"

"Adam his name is Simon Angervoe. He bought the first film from the other
client of mine. I checked. And he's hosting a party about 100 miles of
where Drew lives"

"What kind of party?"

Tony heard the anger. "The kind of party all my clients want. One's with
real live kids!"

"This is all my fault! I may as well have gift wrapped Drew and put him in
the car myself!"

Adam moved back to the truck and punched the side, leaving a large dent.
"Where is it!" Adam demanded.

Tony gave Adam what information he could. Adam grabbed a pen and wrote the
address down. He looked up at the dark house where Max lived. The boy
looked out to see what the noise was.

"Tony listen to me..." Adam spoke quickly. When he was done he asked Tony
if he understood what he wanted.

"Yeah, I got it. What are you going to do now?"

Adam saw Max looking out at him. The boy was big, bigger than Adam gave him
credit for. No wonder the other kids were scared of him.

"I'm going to get my fucking Son back!"

"You're gonna need help" Tony told him. "I told you what to expect"

Max leaned against the frame of the doorway. Adam looked him over.

"I have help" Adam stated truthfully.



Chapter Twelve

"Those come in black?" Adam asked Max of his white muscle shirt. The boy
looked down and nodded. "Go get it"

Max went back upstairs coming back with a black duplicate and pulled
another short sleeve black shirt over his head to cover the first. Adam
held up a mask. It was the same one he used on the last film with Tony.

"You have anything like this?"

Max grinned and left again. He came back with his own version and showed it
to Adam. "That will do" He reached in his pocket and put his cell phone on
the table, telling Max to do the same. Max looked at the door to the house.

"It may not be safe"

Adam paid it no attention. "Just do it. And make sure it's on"

Max frowned but did as he was told. When they left the house it was
dark. Adam had gone into the shed out back and brought some supplies with
him. Max saw some rope, chains, a hammer and a crowbar. My kind of party
Max thought climbing in the truck.

"I can get that dent out if you want" Max told him.

"Fuck the dent!" Adam replied, pulling his door shut and starting the
engine. He peeled out of the driveway and headed for the freeway.

Twenty minutes of silence later Adam said, "Thanks Max"

Max looked at the big man beside him. "It's for Drew man. You don't have to
thank me"

"The police...they..."

Max interrupted him, knowing what he was going to say already. "Yeah, well
that's gonna be difficult on a count of how close I am to them" he grinned.

"You do what I say, when I say it" Adam simply said, with no threat in his
voice.

"It's your show man. I'm just along for the ride"

Adam drove out of town, keeping to the speed limit, but just barely. Max
looked in the side mirror at his face. Adam told him to see about covering
it up and Max found some of his mother's makeup in her bathroom. It wasn't
a professional job to be sure, but the major part of the bruising was no
longer visible. Ice helped with the swelling.

"I just want you to know I can handle myself in a fight" He looked at Adam
and added defensively as he glanced at Adam's bicep, "With, you
know...human sized guys"

"I know you can Max. That's why I brought you along. I need someone I don't
have to look after. Someone Drew trusts"

"So if it hits that fan, I'm gonna let loose" he said, pumping himself up.

Adam didn't even look at him. "You'll stay behind me unless I tell you
otherwise. If anyone opens up, it's gonna be me. You fight if you have no
choice Son"

SON... The word hit Max like a punch. Even his Dad didn't call him that. He
sat up taller in the seat and clenched his fist.

"Yes Sir..."

Adam looked over to him and put a hand on Max's knee and squeezed.

"That's my boy"

Max turned to face the window. Even in the dark he was afraid Adam would
see his face flush. He didn't pull his leg back however.




They sat inside the truck. Adam had circled around the large mansion a few
times to see if it was accessible any other way beside the main
gate. Calling it a mansion was an understatement, it was far more an
estate. There was a servant's entrance to one side and tall hedges
surrounded the property. He found a stone wall behind them. Daylight was
fast approaching so Adam picked a spot that wouldn't draw too much
attention. People were inside moving around but not many. He tucked the
mask back in his jeans and decided on the best approach.

Adam looked at Max.

"Get some sleep. I'll keep watch"

"Sleep?" Max seemed to protest.

"We go in when the sun sets"

Max was about to say something but stopped when Adam's hand took hold of
his leg again.

"Nighttime" Adam said. "Drew will be fine until then"

"Yes Sir" he nodded and slumped down in the seat. Adam took his jacket from
behind the seat and covered Max up. He breathed in the smell of the man. It
was all over the jacket. It made Max feel better for some reaSon and it
wasn't before long that the teenager fell asleep.

Adam looked over the estate. He knew Drew would be part of the party. If
this Angervoe wanted to hurt Drew he would have already done it. Adam
needed this to end and couldn't help feeling guilty about making those
movies with Drew. His stomach knotted up each time he thought of them. How
stupid to film the actual school where Drew went. His hands gripped at the
steering wheel in frustration. He wanted to get his Son right then, but
common sense guided his actions now. He had to keep a level head. Drew
needed him now more than ever.

He looked at Max. The boy was under his jacket hidden from sight. His body
was strong and able. He remembered Max running away and rolling through the
door and how the boy thought on his feet even when he was being
chased. Adam nodded silently. Max would be perfect for this. The boy seemed
to genuinely like his Son even after the beatings Adam gave him.

Max was a typical teenager with a bad past. Adam knew the sort. He had
almost been Max at one point in his life. He saw how Max took the wrong
roads, not that he had much say so in the matter.

Not with a father who beat him and degraded him every chance he got. Max,
in many ways, was more alone than Drew right now. His muscled frame and
tattoos couldn't hide the abused boy from Adam's eyes.

He felt an urge to touch Max to let him know he was with him. His hand
moved on its own and almost made contact with the slumbering teenager
before he pulled it back. He isn't my Son, Adam thought. Max has deep
problems and needs help and Adam was determined to do whatever he could,
but the boy wasn't used to affection. He knew Max would pull away from
him. The boy had been love starved his entire life. Now wasn't the time to
change him. He needed Max just the way he was...at least for another day.






Hours had past but Max didn't know how many. He looked up to find Adam
staring out the window.

Max looked and saw people driving in. They looked like helpers but some of
the guys looked a little too good to be serving food. They didn't dress
that way either.

"What's going on?" he asked.

"They've been coming and going. Looks like a party tonight. He was right"
Adam said that last part more to himself.

"Who's right?" But Adam didn't answer him. "Are we invited?" Max asked
sarcastically.

"I am" he turned to Max and smiled. "I need a date!"

Max grinned and checked his makeup. It held up pretty good but he took out
some more and dabbed it on his face. Adam watched and looked away after a
moment.

"I'm sorry about that Max"

Max shrugged. "Don't sweat it. I've had worse"

Adam looked back but didn't say anything. He reached out and put his hand
on Max's neck and squeezed gently. The boy tried to act as if he didn't
notice but Adam could tell otherwise. He ran his hand down Max's back and
gave him a pat.

"Sounds like it's time for another talk with your Dad. You know, Man to
Man."

Max didn't look at him but he said, "I'd rather not talk about him if it's
cool with you?"

Adam's hand moved up and his fingers slipped into Max's thick black
hair. He gripped it playfully.

"Tough guy"

He turned to Adam and said, "You know it!"

After his makeup was fixed he asked Adam if he wanted to sleep.

"No, I'm good"

He's completely focused on Drew, Max thought. He's gonna move heaven and
earth to get that boy back. Suddenly Max was happy for the side he now
found himself on. He reached in the back and grabbed some food from the
cooler and a drink.

"How long was I out?"

Adam glanced at the clock. "Nine hours"

"Man I must have been more beat than I thought"

Adam kept looking around at the people moving in and out of the mansion's
front gate. "You needed it. I watched over you"

He said it so naturally, Max didn't have a reply. The fact that anyone
watched over him brought out something inside Max...something small.

"Thanks" he mumbled. Adam reached over and squeezed his leg.

"That's what I'm here for" he said, and meant it.

Man Drew...Max thought. If he's like this with me what's he like with you?
Someone's gonna get their ass kicked tonight. He looked over to Adam out
the corner of his eye. Even at rest the man's hairy arms were thick with
muscle. His hands were large and Max knew perSonally how strong they
were. I'm lucky I can take a beating otherwise I'd be dead. To be Drew and
have this man protect you, Max thought, his mind wandering.

Adam leaned back in the seat and it groaned slightly with his weight. Max
moved around a little and the seat didn't make so much noise. He wasn't
used to being the smallest in the room. Max didn't care for the feeling too
much.

"What's the plan?"

"We go in at nightfall. It's doesn't look like there will be too many
servants around. They seem to be dropping things off and leaving. Only a
small handful of them are constant"

"What about guards?"

"Six total. I don't know if there are more inside but I would guess yes"

"Armed?"

"Probably" Adam looked at him. "I don't think it will be a problem
though. Lots of guys that look like you seem to be around. I counted five
so far"

"Me?"

"Yeah, you know...pretty boys"

"Pretty boys?" Max barked. "I've been called a lot of things but pretty
isn't one of them!"

Adam grinned. "Young kids, well built"

"Why?"

Adam already knew the answer. He only told Max so much. Luckily the
teenager didn't seem to need much to participate. He told Max he thought he
knew where Drew was but it was something he couldn't go to the cops
with. Max agreed and never asked any questions. His must have found himself
in that spot more than a few times in his life.

"Max I need your help to get Drew back"

The boy looked confused. "You've got it Sir"

Adam waved to the main gate. "Those boys are here for sex Max" He let it
sink in. Max looked out the window at two of them. They did sort of look
like him, but not as big, Max thought with more than a hint of pride.

"Sex with who?"

Adam just looked at him. It took a second but Max shot up in his
seat. "DREW!"

Adam put a hand on Max's chest and held him down. "Easy boy. I know"

"But..."

Adam stopped him. "Drew won't be the only one. There will be others. I want
them here before we go in"

"Why not go now?" Max said angrily.

"Daylight...too many people to see"

Max watched him and was about to say more when Adam continued.

"I need darkness, darkness for my Son, darkness for you, people to blend in
with...and most importantly, alone time with our host"

"Fucking A!" Max cried. "You think he's there now?"

Adam shrugged. "I don't know. But he will be there tonight...and so will
we"

The next hours proved to be the longest for Max. Adam sat there thinking,
calm. But Max could see it the longer he looked at him. Something else was
in Adam too. Something he didn't want Max to see. It was violent and
deadly. Adam was hunting.

Max held his tongue, speaking of Drew as little as possible. He had
questions, lots of them, but he knew what it was like to be asked questions
you didn't want to answer. Hell that was almost every day of Max's
life. The mere fact that Adam had asked him here hinted at how bad things
really were.

Maybe I'm expendable! Max thought with sudden apprehension. He looked at
Adam deep in thought. No, not him, he wouldn't do that to me. And just
then, as if Adam could hear his thoughts, the big man stretched out with
both his arms, letting blood flow to his cramped body. The one hand that
moved to Max settled on the boy's neck again. Adam squeezed it
mechanically. His strong fingers pulled and worked his muscles
rhythmically. Before he could help himself, Max leaned down a little to
give him better access It felt so good to have Adam touch him. Max didn't
know why, he just didn't want it to stop.

As Adam's fingers moved to Max's thick head of hair he realized what he was
doing.

"Sorry...reflex"

Max tried to act as if it didn't matter to him. "It's cool"

Adam gave Max one final squeeze before he pulled back his arm. Max no
longer felt expendable.

Finally, nightfall.

"Ready?" Adam asked. Max nodded. Adam took out his mask and opened the door
to the truck.

"I think I can get us both in"

Adam gave him a skeptical look. "How?"

He pointed to the servant's entrance. "See her?" Adam saw a young girl in a
servants costume manning the back door. "If we can get to that point I'm
gonna talk our way in" Adam tilted his head to the side. Max
grinned. "Trust me, the chicks love Max!"

They got out of the truck with their masks tucked inside their dark
shirts. Adam lifted Max up and pushed him up the stone wall. He waited
until Max was on top and then took a running start at it. He launched
himself up and pulled his big body to the top. Max waited for him. Adam
took his arm and told him to swing down. He lowered Max down as far as he
could and then let go. He landed on his feet and looked up at Adam, nodding
his head.

Adam dropped to the ground next to Max and they both looked around to see
if anyone noticed.

There were lights all over the front walk and they stayed in the large
bushes as expensive cars pulled slowly up the driveway and drove to the
front of the house. A man was there to open each door and from every car a
man emerged.

This was different Adam thought. They had robes on...black ones that went
down to the ground.

They also had masks covering their faces. He couldn't tell if everyone of
them were men, but he assumed it so because of what Tony told him. He took
hold of Max by the arm and pulled him along.

They made their way back to the door where the girl was. She was talking to
one of the boys and he was moving in with a black gym back in his hands.

"I'm up" Max said to Adam. He pulled off his black shirt and was left
wearing just the muscle tee underneath. He stuffed the first one in his
back pocket and put his baseball cap on, brim to the back.

He pointed to a window on the first floor just around the side. "Meet me
there"

Adam grabbed his arm. "Are you sure Max? I don't like separating so soon"

Max nodded. "Trust me, I know what I'm doing Mr. Blake. I'll get in!"

Adam let him go and Max walked over and smiled at the girl. She looked a
little startled to see him but smiled back nonetheless.

"Hey angel!" he grinned. "Where's the party at?"

"Performers are supposed to be ready in 30 minutes" she said, looking him
over. "Can you be ready by then?"

He raised one big arm over her body and leaned against the doorway. "I'm
ready now love" His eyes burned into her. She blushed.

"Where's your stuff?"

"Eddie has it" Max improvised, hoping she didn't know everyone in the
mansion.

"Eddie?" she asked. Shit, he thought. Time to turn on the charm.

"Yeah Eddie. You know the guy who has little versions of these!" Max flexed
his bicep, making it stand out in front of her face.

She blushed. "That would be everyone"

Max leaned in closer. "Angel, are you flirting with me?"

She didn't say anything but her red face spoke volumes. Max struck while
the iron was hot. He leaned down, took her jaw in his hand and tilted her
head up. He kissed her mouth, slipping his thick tongue inside for a
moment. She breathed deeply when he pulled away.

"Save me a dance alright?" he grinned. She could only nod her head. Max
walked past her and patted her on the ass as he did. The door closed behind
him and he looked around. Two of the other boys were putting robes on
similar to the ones the other wore, but these were red. They had oil on
their bodies making their skin gleam. He looked around. There were more
robes but doubted Adam would fit under any without standing out. Better
look for a black one for you, he thought.

Max watched one boy slip a pair of tight shorts over his naked body. No
jeans, no shoes. Great! Max got undressed and stuffed his clothes in a
locker. Luckily he left his wallet in the truck and anything he had to
leave behind could easily be replaced. He hoped, however, that he wouldn't
have to drive all the way home looking like a gladiator.

The boys looked him over. He stripped and asked one for some oil. The kid
had blonde hair and looked at Max with friendly eyes. The ladies must love
you, he thought of the boy. Max grinned. The boy's face lit up. Or maybe
the guys love you, Max corrected himself. He fully faced the boy, showing
off his strong body. Round two he said to himself as he stepped toward the
blonde boy.

"Do my back for me?" The boy sort of blushed but nodded his head. Max felt
the kid's wet hands run across his shoulders and down his spine. "Thanks, I
can never do this part alone" Trying to sound as if he fit in. The boy's
hands did more than just spread the oil around. He was squeezing at Max,
testing his flesh. Enjoy yourself, Max thought. This boy was his way in.

"No problem. I don't mind" the boy replied as he ran his hands across Max's
strong back.

"So what on the menu tonight?" Max asked nonchalantly.

"You know the usual. We get paid to go out and do what we're told, no
questions asked"

Max turned. The kid liked him. He might have been seventeen Max figured.

"Knock yourself out" he said nodding down to his chest. The boy didn't
hesitate. He poured oil into his hands and began to rub it over Max's big
chest. He looked up impressed. Max grinned. The other boy came over to
watch. He was older but not by much. He looked down between Max's legs. Oh
yeah, Max thought. I'm like a big glass of water to these two thirsty boys!
Max nodded to him too.

"Jump in!"

The other kid had dark brown hair and he moved closer at Max's
invitation. He took the oil bottle and applied it to Max's shoulders,
running his hands down Max's big arms. When he felt how hard Max was he
looked up, a little surprised. Max grinned at him. He lifted up his arms
and moved around as they oiled him up. The older kid kept looking down at
his cock.

"Man your big! They're gonna love you tonight!" The blonde boy nodded in
agreement with the other.

Max said to them, "It's what I call a crowd pleaser!" He smiled. The first
boy handed him some shorts.

"Try to stuff that in these!" he teased. Max slipped them on and adjusted
himself so his cock made a huge bulge between his legs.

"This guy pays good?" Max asked. "I've been stiffed before"

The dark haired boy shook his head. "No, he always pays and pays well. We
get our money at the end"

Max noticed he didn't say when the end would be. A party like this could go
on for quite some time.

He felt the older boy's fingers squeeze his big biceps, testing their
firmness again. Max flexed it for him and winked. That seemed to satisfy
him.

"We should get going" the brown haired boy said. Max looked around and
walked down the hall counting doors. He paused when he thought he was by
the room with the window Adam would meet him by.

"I'll be right there guys"

They looked back and the blonde kid said, "Don't forget to pick up your
mask" Luckily he pointed ahead, so Max didn't have to ask any questions. He
nodded and said thanks. As soon as they turned Max moved through the door,
pulling it closed behind him. Adam was waiting just outside the window when
Max lifted it up. When he crawled in he looked Max over, his face showing
clear amusement.

"Don't ask!"

He told Adam about the robes and masks.

"I saw some wearing black ones with red belts" Adam said. "I think they're
security. I want one of those!"

They walked out and moved to the next room where they saw the masks. Max
took one. There were four large black robes there as well. Max pointed at
them. He took the largest black robe off a peg.

He didn't see any belt though. He handed it to Adam who put it on without
taking off any of his clothes.

"What if they check underneath?" Max said, showing off his own body under
his red robe.

Adam looked Max over. "Then YOU distracted them...pretty boy"

"Great!" Max said in annoyance.

"What did the guards wear?" Max asked about the masks, holding his up.

"Not those" Adam said, looking for more. Max put the mask on and pulled up
his hood. The mask was a neutral white face made out of hard plastic.  It
had a line splitting the mask in two so the bottom half could come off
leaving the top in place if need be. He pulled the robe around his body.

Adam did the same with the hood, pulling it down to cast his face in
shadow.

They walked down the hall and saw six boys in red robes.

"Go with them. Do what they do and look for Drew"

"How will I find you?"

"Come back here in one hour regardless. I'll be waiting. If I'm not here, I
took Drew, so leave and go to the truck"

"Alright" he hesitated. "Anything else"

Adam moved close so his body touched Max. "Be careful. I'm not leaving
without you"

Max nodded. "Yes Sir"

Max went with the others and mingled with them. Two were about the same
height as him so he didn't think anyone would see he didn't belong. He
watched Adam leave.




Adam moved around. The mansion was big. Everyone was wearing a black robe
and mask. There were some women here but not many. They were fully naked
except for masks and high heels. He counted five of them.  He counted
roughly fifty guys spread around. Adam kept to the shadows and turned if
anyone came near. He moved from room to room until he found what he needed,
a mask unattended. He lifted it up and put it on his face. He looked in a
mirror.

Now I'm ready, he thought. Like the one Max had, this mask was white with a
neutral male face, except it was outlined in gold.

The mansion had many rooms and at least three floors. He saw no kids. A
sound of a deep bell rang through the air. Adam looked around, moving back
to the main hallway. A man in a blue and silver robe came walking down a
flight of stairs. Everyone looked at him.

Our host, Adam thought.

"Welcome friends!" he said. It seemed like his voice was being amplified by
a microphone. His mask was more elaborate than the others, but still it
covered his face completely. "I'm glad you all could be here this
evening. I've done everything I could to ensure you have the best night
possible!"

The crowd clapped and Adam joined in.

"As before, the house is separated into various sections for your
enjoyment. The first floor to mingle..." he waved his hand around the
room. "The second for interaction with our staff and of course the third
floor will be for interaction with our stars!" He looked up and Adam's eyes
followed.

Children lined the banister of the third floor. There had to be fifteen in
total, ranging from kids younger than Drew to young teenagers. There were
as many girls as there were boys. The second floor had them too, but not as
many. These kids were dressed up slightly. Some girls had shoes and half
masks as did some of the boys. Adam counted twelve. He looked all of them
over. He didn't see Drew, but he was far away and he could have been under
a mask, but Adam didn't think that likely.

He had to be somewhere else.

"Our staff will be happy to help you with any desires you have, be it
participation or observation!"

Adam saw the red robes enter. He didn't know which one was Max but he
looked around the room as they walked in. None of the guards seemed to
notice an additional boy. Good. Adam counted four guards on the first
floor...one very close to Simon Angervoe.

He would have to be dealt with.

The red robes moved up the stairs to the second floor. A loud bell sounded
again and everyone clapped. The party had begun.

Adam noticed that Simon and his guards stayed near the makeshift stage as
six men in black robes circled around him. Adam moved closer to hear what
they said.

"My friends" Simon said, looking at each of them. He noticed that all six
men wore a badge on their chest. It was gold with a bird of some kind
embossed on the crest. "As usual, I've spared no expense at tonight's
gathering. I've prepared a special treat for you at the end of the evening"

The men looked at each other and nodded. These were either close friends of
Simon's or they paid so much that Simon treated them to more individualized
attention. Either way, they could get close to Simon without the guards
bothering them.

"What of your special guest?" One of them asked. This seemed to anger Simon
to some extent.

Adam watched the man wring his hands together and pull at his robes.

"No...no" he stammered. "I will not be able to accommodate you like I had
hoped" He sounded very agitated. It was clear to Adam that Simon Angervoe
was used to getting anything he wanted.

The reaction of the men around him was equally interesting. They were at a
loss for words at hearing the news.

Simon continued. "My guest...will not be able to join us tonight. He was
injured before the party and isn't ready to perform for us tonight"

DREW!  Adam almost moved up to Simon to wring his neck but he held himself
back before the guards noticed him in the crowd.

"Hope it's nothing serious" One of the men said. Simon shook his head.

"A minor injury to be sure, but enough that prohibits our enjoyment of him"

The men nodded. Adam thought of Drew's arm. Charles said it was in a sling.

"Accidents happen" One of them said. Simon spun at him.

"IT WAS NO ACCIDENT!"

The man stepped back and Simon instantly regained his composure. He
smoothed out his robes.

"The parties responsible have been...dealt with"

Sweet Jesus, Adam thought. The AnderSon boy! He was killed for what he did
to Drew! Nicholas Speets was right, the boys were connected, but it wasn't
because of Max or Adam. Simon had been watching Drew for a long time. He
must have planned to take him from the start. Now Drew was too hurt to be a
part of all this and Simon was pissed. Young Sammy had paid for it with his
life and maybe saved Drew in the process, Adam thought. Would the man have
been so careless if he didn't stop to kill the AnderSon boy? Would Drew's
backpack have been left on the side of the highway?

Just how fucked up did you have to be to strangle a little boy to death?

He looked around. Was Drew even here? It didn't seem like Simon was the
type to have his prized possessions out of sight for very long. This place
is big with many rooms. Drew has to be here!  Adam stepped away when the
topic changed to other things. He went looking for a higher security
area. Drew would be there and so would he.





Max moved up the staircase to the second floor. Two of the smaller boys
moved up to the third but Max wanted to stay with the others. Safety in
numbers and all that. He looked around the room at the kids. They seemed
clean, well cared for. The second floor had room after room. Doors were
open and inviting. Each room had long padded benches and sofas for the many
guests. Some had small stages in the center, no doubt for performers.

Shit! Max thought. I'm a fucking performer!  The red robes started to
slowly walk around as the men in black came up to join them. The kids were
the main attraction though and no one gave Max much notice except for a nod
here or there.

Music began to play from speakers in the ceiling. It was loud but not
deafening. Heavy beats pushed at the body as the voiceless melody filled
the rooms. The men became more involved.

Max watched as one man took the hand of a small naked girl and put her on
the stage. He told her to dance. A small circle of black robes formed
around her as she began to move. She's done this before, Max knew. She was
pretty comfortable with what she was doing. She was about ten.

The children began to be lead to various parts of the second floor, as each
room began to flow with black robes. Waiters appeared out of nowhere
carrying large silver trays with drinks and food. They worked throughout
the crowds soundlessly.

It seemed like more people were arriving. As Max moved, he saw more black
robes come up the stairs. Someone tapped him on the shoulder. He turned
around to find a masked man in a black robe.

"Please" the man said, waving to a girl laid out on a padded table about
three feet off the floor. Max moved with him and as they passed the open
door of another room, he saw a red robe standing behind a young boy;
fucking him from the back. He couldn't tell how old the kid was but lucky
for him the boy behind him was the smallest Max had seen yet. He thought
about how big he was compared to the red robe humping the boy. Dodged that
bullet kid, he thought as he looked at the small body rocking back and
forth with each thrust.

Here I go! Max thought. He moved over to the girl. Six men were around her,
some drinking, and some eating. Their faces were covered but like Max's
mask, the bottoms came off to expose the mouth. Max listened. It didn't
seem like anyone was talking. He wished he could see the other boys in red
robes to see how far he had to go. He walked up to the girl. She was naked
with long blonde hair. Her mask covered her face, but Max knew she'd be
beautiful underneath. Her body was flawless, like porcelain.

He nodded to her and she instantly spread her legs apart for him. He looked
down at her hairless pussy. Her legs were covered in stockings and she wore
high heels. Max moved up and put his hand on her cunt. Her body shivered at
his touch. Damn she was soft!  He looked around to see the men had much
more interest in her now. They moved closer.

I'm on! Max thought, as his fingers dipped inside her.




Adam moved from the first floor to the second. He hadn't found anything
that hinted at a special room. The first floor had some rooms, but they
seemed suited for social events and large gatherings, not to mention plenty
of space for staff. He moved up the staircase and saw the reds. Some were
standing patiently for orders while other engaged in sex with the
children. He thought of Max for a moment. He hoped he would cope with all
this. Adam had no idea what Max had been exposed to as a child but if he
was anything, he was resourceful. If he spotted Max and found him in
something he didn't think he could deal with, Adam would find a way to get
him out. Right now he needed the boy's eyes. There were just too many
people here. His eyes moved from group to group as the children became the
center of every room within moments.

None of this shocked Adam. He had been on the business end of this before
and done much worse than this. At least these boys in red were teenagers
and not fully grown men. Well, none except for Max that is. That boy was as
built as they come without steroids of course.  None of the kids were being
hurt. It didn't seem to be that sort of party, at least not in these rooms.

He moved, not interested in what was happening once the child was confirmed
to be someone other than Drew. Adam looked for other doors, ones with
guards perhaps. To his surprise, the waiters came out of panels in the
wall. There weren't exactly hidden but they were built cleverly so not to
attract direct attention. Since Adam was a builder himself, he instantly
began to spot them all over the place. They allowed the staff to move
around the mansion without bumping into anyone or getting in the way of the
performers. None were guarded and he didn't bother to go inside any of
them.

He walked into a large room filled with massive paintings and a rich rug,
in the center stood a red robed boy. His robe was pulled back and he had
his hands on his hips while a young boy, maybe six, was sucking on his hard
cock. Some of the black robes knelt down to look at the child closely but
none of them touched the lad.

This was the theme throughout the second floor. Children were having sex
while the black robes watched. Some girls were using props on themselves
while others were openly having sex with the red robed boys. The naked
women were helping as well. One woman was being fucked by a boy that Adam
felt couldn't have been more than nine or ten. Other women were on their
knees sucking the hard cocks of the black robes while the men watched the
children getting off in front of them.

Like Max, Adam noted that more people were arriving. It seemed like many
more than the original crowd now filled the house.

He saw the only touching any of the black robes did was to lead the
children around but the orders were given to the red robed boys. Even if
they simply stood by to guide the children's actions, the reds controlled
the children at the orders of the black.

This floor was for observation only. Adam glanced up. Drew wouldn't be
here. Angervoe wouldn't let Drew be used like this, not without being
present himself. He had gone out of his way to get Drew and had bigger
plans for him than what the other kids were doing. And these kids were all
healthy. Adam thought of Drew's arm and what it would be like to have him
here with the other kids. Who would want to see that...a wounded kid,
having sex with adults? Not these people.

Sammy's attack on Drew may have been more an act of God than of violence.

"Thank You Sam" Adam mumbled to himself. "I won't forget you"

He found a large staircase leading to the third floor. Two guards stood on
either side but didn't stop any black robes from going up. Adam took a
chance and moved up. They didn't stop him. The third floor was for
participation. Let's see what kind of party Simon throws.




Max was kneeling down and licking at the soft pussy in front of him. He had
quite a crowd around him and he rather enjoyed the attention. Having sex
with an under aged girl was one thing, but doing it in front of so many
people sent his lust into overdrive! The masks on them helped. He kept the
top half of his in place. He didn't see anyone fully unmasked so he did as
the others did.

Max ran his tongue in slow circles around her immature clit making the
child jump and squirm on the padded table. The men really seemed to enjoy
her torment. Max put his hands on the insides of her small thighs and
pushed her legs apart for his mouth. He heard groans of approval from the
men nearby. With his thumbs, he peeled back her soft lips and tickled the
tender flesh with his probing tongue. She cried out in pleasure. Her hands
came down and pulled at Max's robe but one of the black robes pulled her
arm away. Max watched as the man reached under the table and lifted up a
cushioned restraint. He slipped it over her arm and pulled it
tight. Another black robe came from the other side and secured the other
arm. She was now bound on her back.

Max sunk his warm tongue as far inside as it would go.

The girl bucked and tried to lift up her hips but Max held her down. She
tasted like honey and he couldn't get enough. He sucked deeply on her
cunt. He couldn't help feeling proud as she responded to his tongue.  Her
moans began to fill the room louder than even the music. Max's cock
swelled.

A hand touched Max's shoulder. He looked at it and saw a red sleeve. He
turned to see one of the other boys behind him. Max stood up. He couldn't
tell who the boy was, but he suspected it was the blonde kid he met earlier
because of the eyes behind the mask. The kid's arms wrapped around his body
and felt up his strong chest. The men nearby watched with interest as the
kid pulled open Max's robe. Heads moved up and down as they took in Max's
muscled frame. Sounds of approval passed from one to another as they nodded
in Max's direction. One pointed to Max's throbbing mound. The boy behind
him moved a hand down and took hold of the thick bulge. He squeezed it and
pulled at it. Max's dick had already been straining to get free, well
before the other kid got there, and now it literally raged!  The men
watched the boy's hand as it groped Max. He moved his hands to the sides of
Max's tight black shorts and pulled the stretch fabric down until Max's big
cock sprung up and bounced in the air. Gasps of awe came from the men at
the size of meat between the teenager's strong legs. Max stepped free of
his shorts. The blonde kid reached out to stroke the thick prick. The girl
bound to the table looked up at Max, now naked before her. Her eyes moved
down his muscled chest and abdomen and locked on his thick nine inch
dick. Her breath caught in her throat and she pulled at the ropes around
her wrists. Max grinned at her.

The boy moved in front of Max and took off the bottom half of his mask and
pulled back his hood. It was the blonde boy. He dropped to his knees before
Max and held the fat cock in one hand. Black robed men moved in as the
blonde teenager opened his mouth and began to suck at the oversized stick.

Max looked around, enjoying the attention everyone gave him. The boy was
good. He sucked at Max's swollen head hungrily and the naked girl below him
moved her hips around in anticipation.

Max's cock raged with lust for both of them.

He gave the boy on his knees his attention.

"Suck it!" Max growled.

The men got very worked up at hearing Max's demanding voice. Others moved
up to see the action.

Max wasn't sure if he was supposed to talk. He hadn't heard any other red
robe speak but that didn't mean they weren't allowed. Max took a fistful of
blonde hair in his hand and pulled the boy on his cock.

"Eat that big dick!"

Hands moved into black robes as Max took over the action. Whatever they had
directed the red robes to do was now dictated by Max. The men began to
stroke themselves and some brought women over to suck them as they gave Max
and his crew their undivided attention.

He looked down at his well sucked cock. The boy was no novice at this. He
took most of Max's heavy meat in his mouth, leaving all but three inches or
so. Max had never had his cock sucked so expertly before. No girl had ever
taken that much of him in their mouth. He was impressed. He looked at the
small girl bound before him.

"Don't worry princess. You're next"




Adam made it to the top. The rooms were much like before, except dark black
fabric separated each room instead of the open doorways of the second
floor. Although movement was present, it seemed less desired by the
occupants of each room. Most people wanted to be left alone in their space.

Adam went into the first room. A man dressed in a Scout Master's uniform
was leaning against the back of a sofa while a small child dressed as a boy
scout was on his knees and sucking his hard cock.

Various black robe men stood nearby openly masturbating as they watched the
action in front of them. The boy was good but no expert. Trevor and Brady
came into Adam's mind for some reaSon.

Either boy had more talent than the kids he saw. But then again they didn't
have to perform in front of a crowd of people either. The black robes came
over and stroked the boy's hair as he sucked on the man. Some reached down
and felt between the kids legs while another pushed the kid's head forward,
making him take more cock in his mouth.

Participation, Adam thought.

The next room made Adam pause for a long while.

A well built man was dressed as a priest while three similar aged altar
boys knelt before him. He was chanting some sort of hymn in Latin that Adam
didn't understand and waving his hands around in slow circles. In one hand
he held a smoking metallic ball that filled the room with a pleasant odor.

The other held the chain attached to the ball up in the air. They boys had
their hands clasped in prayer as the big priest finished his `mass'. None
of the kids wore masks.

Adam had to stay for this.

The priest handed the ball to a naked woman with a perfect body. She nodded
solemnly to him and took it away. She came quickly back and pushed a large,
plush chair with a tall back to him. The priest sat in it and looked over
the children before him. He pointed to the first one and moved his hand up,
telling the boy to rise with the gesture.

The young boy, maybe five, did as he was commanded. The priest motioned for
him to come forward until the boy stood in front of him. Black robe men
readjusted positions around the room to see the action. The priest took
hold of the boy's arm and pulled him over his lap. He lifted up the long
black gown the child wore to show everyone he wore no underwear. Men in the
room nodded to one another as the large priest ran his big hands over the
child's bare ass.

The priest, wearing his half mask that most performers wore, spit in the
palm of his hand. He raised it up and slapped it against the boy's small
ass. He rubbed his hand around as if tenderizing the flesh and did it
again.

Men began to moan as the priest spanked the young boy in front of
them. Adam couldn't see the face of the boy but watched the blows
carefully. He knew an act when he saw one. He himself had done this very
thing not that long ago. A cupped hand made a loud noise that although
filled the room, did little to the child. The man was a professional.

After a good minute he pushed the boy away and the child quickly took his
place back on his knees beside the other boys who patiently waited their
turns. The first boy once again clasped his hands in prayer while the
second boy came forward.

The kid's gown was lifted and he was spanked for the audience. When it was
time for the third boy, Adam expected the same thing but the priest knew
how to work a crowd. Instead of pushing the boy away after his spanking,
the man stuck his finger in his mouth, pulled apart the smooth cheeks of
the boy's ass and stuck it inside. The kid responded instantly and moved
his small body on top of the priest's big legs. The crowd was very pleased
with this.

The priest twisted and thrust his finger into the boy, his face taking on a
wicked smile. The child moaned loudly but the boys kneeling in front held
still, keeping their hands in prayer. After the priest took his finger out
he gave the child a few more slaps for good measure and then moved him back
to his knees with the others.

The priest stood up and the naked woman with a large feathered mask came
over and pulled the chair back until she could get behind him. She reached
up and lifted his black robe off. His collar was not part of the robe
apparently. When the robe came away the man stood naked, save for a black
collar with a white band around it and a large crucifix held by a thick
gold chain. He had a strong body with large muscles. Dark blonde hair was
on his head and covered his arms and legs in a soft sheen. He wore a large
ring on one hand.

Adam looked him over. He was in great shape. Not from life, but from a
gym. His muscles were too perfect. Each one formed by stress exercises and
repetitive motions. Adam had seen it a thousand times from the men that
worked at his construction site. They would walk in with big arms and legs
but Adam knew they never saw a hard day's work in their life. They thought
construction would be easy but they quickly found out how wrong they
were. A gym was great for posing on the cover of magazines and picking up
girls at the beach, but nothing beat hard labor for a strong body. Adam's
hands were tough and thick with rough skin. This man hands had never been
dirty. In a fight, Adam would wipe the floor with him.

The muscled priest moved forward, his large crucifix swinging on its chain
around his hairy chest.

He held out his hand to the first boy who kissed his ring. Each boy in turn
was made to do the same.

He took a step back and the woman attending him came forward. She knelt
reverently by his side and lifted up his big dick like a royal scepter. It
jutted out from her hand, hard and swollen. She nodded to the first boy who
moved up and kissed the engorged head. The others did the same. After they
knelt back down she stood up and moved behind them. She put one hand over
the head of the first boy and looked at the priest. He shook his head. The
next boy received the same. The third boy was granted a nod from the priest
and the woman lifted the boy to his feet and moved him in front.

She took off the kid's robe until he was completely naked. She turned the
boy around slowly so everyone in the room could see his naked body. Then as
he faced the priest once more, she pushed him to his knees. The boy
immediately began to suck at the large cock in front of him.

The black robes loved it.

She motioned for the other two to come up. She removed their robes as well
and positioned them on each side of the sucking boy. With a wave of the
priests hand the two boys began to lick at his large prick. The woman moved
behind the chair and came back with a multi-tailed black whip. At the
priest's nod she raised the whip and began to beat the first boy. Adam
lurched forward instinctively. But the boy didn't cry out. He just kept
sucking the man's big dick.

Now Adam knew this for what it was. The whip was most likely made out of a
soft fabric material with a thicker inside like twine. It was heavy enough
to swing through the air but felt like cotton to the skin. The kids were in
no danger of getting hurt. It was all an act. These people were good Adam
had to admit. He relaxed his posture and moved back slightly, looking
around to see if anyone noticed him. Luckily all eyes were on the priest
and his `congregation'.

The woman moved to each boy in turn. Regardless of the act, it appeared
real enough to the other men in the room. They openly stroked themselves
while the kids were beat. The priest put his hands on his hips and watched
the boys suck and lick at him.  He looked up and raised his hands at the
audience. The room filled with applause.

The priest grinned.




Max was the star attraction of the second floor. It seemed as if more and
more people filled the room he was in. Max pulled the blonde boy's head
from between his legs. He had to use some force because the kid didn't want
to let go of his cock. Max grinned at him.

"Eat her!"

He twisted the kid until he faced the little girl's spread legs. The boy
didn't hesitate. He moved in and started to lap and suck at her cunt. The
audience was extremely attentive to Max. They seemed to hang on his every
word and action. It was almost as if he was the star and not the girl bound
in front of him. Max pushed at the boy's head.

"Suck that cunt!"

Moans escaped the men as Max dominated the boy. He gave the blonde kid a
good 20 seconds before he yanked him back and sunk his dick back in the
boy's mouth. He began to fuck his mouth.

Wet slurping filled the room.

"Nice and wet boy, I've got a lady to please!"

Not a minute later Max lined his big dick up to the child's pussy. He
rubbed the throbbing head across her soft pink lips. She ground her hips on
the table and trembled in pleasure making Max laugh. The blonde boy ran his
hands submissively up Max's muscled thigh. His fingers played with the dark
hair and he licked at Max's ass.

Max turned to him. "You stay right there" he commanded the blonde kid. Max
put three fingers in the boy's mouth and made him suck on them. The black
robes ate it up like candy. Max focus went back to the girl bound before
him. "You ready?" She nodded her head and Max pushed himself inside. Her
cry birthed groans of pleasure from the men in the room. Max didn't even
bother to look up. He had a job to do.




The priest had all three boys lined up and bent over a large bench. He was
currently fucking the middle boy while his hands dipped into the holes of
the boys on both sides of him. The middle boy was having a tough time of
it. The priest was big and didn't give him too much time to get used to it.

His head was moving back and forth and he was moaning in part pleasure,
part pain. The other two ground their hips against the man's hands as he
probed into them. They were enjoying themselves, at least for now.

Adam watched the man work. He was good. A crowd pleaser to be sure, but the
kids were second class citizens to him. Adam saw he was more interested in
how he performed than how hard the kids got off. This was completely
opposite of Adam. He had never had sex without making sure his partner,
regardless of sex or age, got off the hardest. For Adam it was about the
kids or Drew, never about him. The priest was different, but maybe that's
what he was being paid for? Who knows?

The priest pulled out of the middle boy and moved to the left, sinking his
dick inside the next ass available to him. This boy really had a hard time
taking it and Adam didn't see any pleasure on his face at all. The priest
grinned at the boy's struggle and Adam had to control his desire to stop
the man. When the boy's yelps of distress became louder the priest eased
off some until he settled down again. Well, at least there seems to be a
limit, Adam thought.

The final boy took it better than the others and really seemed to enjoy his
time with the priest.

Before the man would cum he had all three boys kneel in front of him and he
beat off into their faces, splashing them with his thick cream. When he was
done, he performed a Latin prayer with the boys at his feet
attentively. The room filled with applause and Adam saw what made this
floor different from the second. As soon as the priest was done, black
robed men descended on the children like a pack of wolves, taking each boy
aside and fucking them on various tables around the room. Two men took a
naked woman and used her repeatedly while another man cleaned off the wet
cock of the priest while he talked with his `congregation'.

This floor was for participation, and the shows were more elaborate.

As Adam moved around he saw rooms that had single beds in them. Children
that were not part of the original crowd were inside, ready to please the
guests. A special server stood at the end of each hallway to ask what kind
of sex the guest preferred and then guided them to the right room. Almost
every room was occupied by the black robes while others patiently waited
their turn.

Adam saw a very erotic show of a handsome male vampire ravaging two young
girls at the same time. He thought they were around 12 years old. As he
took everything in, he kept looking for signs of Simon Angervoe's private
rooms. He had moved around the entire floor and witnessed well thought out
performances from both adults and kids.

He thought maybe he missed something. He was about to move back to the
second floor when the hair on the back of his neck stood up. It felt as if
someone were suddenly behind him. His body went on alert and he turned
quickly to find...no one.

But something was wrong. Adam looked around, searching for the
problem. Then he saw it. A door tucked away down a short hallway with a
security guard standing in front of it. It wasn't in the path of the other
rooms and unless you went out of your way, you would have never found
it. Adam saw a heavy lock on the door and a cipher pad on the frame. He
knew what it meant; either key or code would grant entry. He would need
only one.

Adam's skin tingled like a weak current of electricity travelled through
him. He didn't have to see behind the door to know who was there.

The Son connected with the Father.

"Drew..." Adam whispered.




Saying Max was `King of the Hill', was putting it mildly. Cheers erupted
from the crowd as he fucked the little girl with his big cock. She
struggled with her straps but they held tight. She moaned and thrashed on
the table with every expert thrust from Max. He held her hips and guided
each deep stroke for maximum penetration. He had lifted her up to meet him
in mid air and the heavy breathing in the room seemed to raise the
temperature by five degrees.

Max let her drop and pulled his dick out. He turned to the blonde kid,
still on his knees, and pushed it into his mouth.

"Suck it!" Max growled. The boy needed no instruction from Max. If he had
it his way he would suck Max all night long. He looked up at the tattoos on
Max's body. The boy's cock was rock hard and he stroked it while he sucked
on the big teenager. Max threw his head back when the boy damn near took
him down his throat. Max had never felt anything like that before. The kid
was hungry and devoured Max's meat like his life depended on it. Only two
inches of Max's big dick remained and the boy was determined to get them.

Max had to stop him. The kid was too fucking good and he was going to shoot
real soon if he didn't take back control. Max pushed at his forehead but
the boy resisted him, sucking hard on his fat shaft. Fine, Max thought and
grabbed the blonde by the hair and pulled him forward as hard as he
could. Max's dick impaled the boy's throat filling it with all nine
inches. The blonde boy started to gag, not expecting his air supply to be
cut off. Max held him tight until he felt the boy struggle to get away and
then he pushed him so hard, the boy fell on his back. Max grinned at him.

"Too big for you little boy?"

Just then the black robes made Max president of the club! He was drawing
others from all sections of the second floor. Word spread quickly that Max
was the alpha dick and everyone wanted to watch him. Max welcomed them all!
He turned back to the girl and pushed back inside her tight cunt. She
groaned just as loudly as the first time and Max gave her the ride of her
young life.

"That's it princess! Take that big dick!" Max fucked her like a beast in
heat. Chants began to form in the air as Max's fans cheered him on. The
blonde boy was back and pawing at Max's strong leg.

Max ignored him and continued to fuck the bound child. Her eyes rolled back
in her head and her whole body shook as Max gave her the largest orgasm of
her entire life. The blonde kid ran his hands across the firm mounds of
Max's ass and squeezed at his muscled thigh while he drove into the tiny
girl.

"OH YEAH!" he cried out as her immature pussy creamed all over his thick
teenaged cock. Max had never felt more in control than at that very moment.

"FUCK HER!" someone shouted to him. But Max was far too gone to take orders
from the crowd...this was his show. He pushed her down on the makeshift bed
and drilled into her cunt. He twisted his thick prick inside her by
rotating his hips around.

She screamed.




Adam heard her on the third floor...as did most of the people around
him. He burned the location of the security door into his mind and went to
the large staircase to go down. He needed Max. He made his way to the
second floor and moved with the crowd until he found not only the
commotion, but a well built teenage boy with tattoos on his body and a
wicked grin on his face.

"God Dam it Max!" Adam said under his breath.

Max was not only blending in, he was the star attraction. Adam looked at
the little girl going through another orgasm under Max's expert
thrusts. The boy was good. But he had a large crowd around him and getting
him away was going to be difficult. Adam had no choice but to let Max
finish.

Max was lost in his own world. He had been fucking the little girl for
almost five minutes. Having such a tight pussy wrapped around his hard cock
made it almost impossible for Max to last longer than he did. Having so
many people watch him seemed to fuel his lustful rage and pour it into the
girl below him. Every stroke was agony to Max because he wanted to release
his heavy load into her immature womb. But the crowd wanted a show and Max
didn't want to disappoint. He had never felt so high in his life.

He felt his orgasm building so quickly he knew he was about to blow up
inside her. He tried not to look into her eyes. She was so lost in pleasure
and it made him feel ten times larger than he really was. His domination of
the little girl was so complete that Max felt like the most powerful man on
earth.

The blonde boy must have sensed Max's dilemma because he pulled at the big
teenager's strong leg.

Max finally looked down annoyed at him. He opened his mouth wide to show
Max what to do. Max's eyes changed and the blonde kid knew he understood.

Max pulled out his dick just as the tiny child he had so expertly fucked
rolled into another orgasm.

Max turned to the blonde kid, his big dick wet with the girl's slick
juice. Without touching it his fat shaft throbbed and blasted the boy's
face with a heavy load of cum.

The crowd went wild.

Adam was impressed. He didn't know Max had it in him. He wondered if Max
had ever had sex with a kid before. The boy's public appeal was
noteworthy. He would look great on film. The others in the room were
watching Max more than the girl on the table. That was pretty fucking cool,
Adam thought. Max has them so wrapped up; they forgot why they were here in
the first place. Tony would love this boy.

He watched the blonde kid take a face full of Max's thunderous load. The
blonde kid had done this before. Adam admired the size of Max's thick
meat. The boy was hung but not too big, he thought for some reaSon. Drew's
face came into Adam's mind while he looked at Max's erupting cock.

Not too big...

Adam shook his head to clear his mind. He needed to get Max away. He waited
and watched like the rest of the crowd as the blonde kid on his knees
sucked at Max's cock, drinking the rest of his cream.

Max's strong legs trembled and Adam almost smiled as he realized that Max
had all but forgotten about the little girl he had been fucking not moments
before. The blonde boy sucked down Max's dick until his lips damn near made
it to the base. Adam nodded appreciatively. Nice.

As soon as Max finished, he seemed to wake up from some trance and realize
where he was. He looked around as everyone began to clap for him. He
grinned at them and patted the blonde boy's head as he cleaned off his
overworked cock. Max looked at the girl and saw she was as close to
unconscious as they came. Her eyes fluttered in her head and she rocked
back and forth as much as the straps allowed. He reached out and ran one
hand down the side of her face. She barely responded. This pleased Max
greatly. He gave her the best fuck of her life and he knew it.

Just as he was taking in all the applause he felt a strong hand grip his
upper arm. He mechanically pulled back but the hand was far stronger and
Max didn't have to be clairvoyant to know who it was. Strength like that
was forever associated in his mind with one perSon...Adam.

Max looked at him and quickly looked back at the crowd. He didn't want to
cause a scene. The blond boy stood up and Max used the opportunity to push
him between the girl's legs.

"Finish off in her!"

The crowd loved the idea and the blonde took his place dutifully. Max used
his foot to kick his shorts up in the air and he grabbed them as Adam
hauled him away. The crowd parted for them but some guys looked
disappointed as Max moved out. Adam seemed to realize this too and released
Max's arm. Instead he reached down and took hold of Max's big cock and led
him away. Max grinned at the crowd as he passed, as if he had another
customer to please. This eased the crowd considerably.

Adam pulled Max into a corner and covered the boy while he put his shorts
on.

"Anything?" Max asked, not sure how much Adam witnessed.

"I know where he is" Adam said as Max pulled his robe closed.

"You saw him?"

"No. I didn't have too"

Max looked confused.

"You'll understand when you're a Father" He noticed Max was uneasy with
what happened. He put his hand on the boy's shoulder and squeezed
him. "Man, when you blend in, you don't fuck around"

Max's face flushed. "Yeah...that's me, Mr. Wallflower" Adam smiled at him
and he instantly relaxed.

Adam filled him on what he saw and what he wanted Max to do. He had a basic
plan in his head but it would have to be flexible depending on what was
behind the door and if the guards were armed or not.

Max spoke up. "Alright, but you said the guard is big like you so, how am I
supposed to..."

Adam cut him off. "I thought you'd like to play with this" He opened his
robe up and Max looked down for a moment. His face broke out into a wide
grin.

"I can do that!" He reached out and took hold of the solid shaft.




Max and Adam made their way up to the third floor again. Max received quite
a few nods from admiring guests as they walked to the staircase. Adam told
him to put his mask back on so not to attract more attention. He fastened
the bottom of his mask on and pulled his robes around his body to cover up
his tattoos. Now he looked like the other boys in red.

As they moved over to the hallway, Adam kept Max focused on where they
were. He was getting distracted by the sex going on all around them. This
floor was quite different from the one where he had just minutes before
been a star. No one knew him up here and he hadn't had a chance to explore
like Adam had.

They made it to the hallway and Max began to walk down it on his own.

"Hey man" he said to the large guard who looked up at Max's approach. The
guard held up a hand when Max came too near.

"This is a restricted area" he said with a deep voice. Max moved in front
of him.

"Yeah, that's cool. I just need to get away for a moment. This one guy
keeps following me and I'm spent...you know what I mean?"

The guard said nothing. Max moved past him. The hallway ended with a table
and two chairs about ten feet from where the door was that was being
guarded. Max leaned against the wall, making the guard turn toward him and
away from the hallway.

"I just need a minute. These people are non-stop. I need Viagra!" he
laughed. The guard waved his hand toward the hallway.

"You have to wait somewhere else kid. I can't let you stay here"

"Just for a few minutes please. This guy is big"

The guard shook his head but before he could speak Max pointed up the
hallway.

"Here he comes. Look man just get him off my back for a little while. He's
too fucking big for me, make him leave me alone"

The guard turned his back to Max and looked as Adam came down the
hallway. He lifted up his hand again, telling Adam to stop. "You can't come
back here sir. You need to move along. The performers who are ready are out
of the floor"

Adam waved to Max. "I wanted him"

The guard shook his head. "He's no longer available sir. Now I'm gonna ask
you to leave the hallway and join the others or I'll have you escorted out"
He waved his hand again. "Please"

Before anything else could be said the guard saw bright stars burst in his
vision and then complete blackness. Adam quickly moved up and caught the
guard in his arms before he could fall. He looked back and saw that no one
was looking at them. He looked over the guard's slumped shoulder to see Max
holding a silver candlestick. He had connected with the back of the man's
skull and he would be out for a long time. Adam picked it up on the way to
the second floor and stuffed it in his belt before he found Max. He was
right...it did come in handy.

Max set the heavy metal on the floor and quickly searched the guard. He
found a set of keys. He untied the red belt around the man's waist as Adam
continued to hold him up and moved to the door. Adam moved himself in front
so no one would see Max.

"Hurry"

Max nodded and found the right key, turning the lock free. "We're in!" Max
went first and held the door open as Adam dragged the big guard inside. Max
closed the door and locked it. No one else was around. Adam pulled the
guard to the wall and dropped him to the floor. He reached inside his own
robes and pulled out some rope. Max watched.

"Who are you? Batman?"

Adam didn't look up. He bound the man tight and then threw Max some latex
gloves. He put a pair on himself as Max did the same.

"Find something to gag him with"

Max looked around. The room was big. It was like another house was inside
this one. A very large area with a massive desk stood near one wall. A huge
video screen was on the opposite wall from the desk. Max saw some
decorative fabric hanging around a picture. He yanked it free and went back
to Adam.

"Here, use this"

Adam threaded it inside the man's mouth and tied it tight to his head. He
wasn't going anywhere.

Max handed him the red belt the guard wore and Adam stuffed it in his
pants. He stood up and looked around. The room was massive. He saw two
doors off to the right, one of which was slightly open. He noticed a large
oak cabinet behind the desk and was about to check the rooms for Drew when
his expert eye caught the far left wall. He pointed to it. Max was closer.

"There's a room there. Go check it out"

Adam went to the right and looked in the room with the open door. It was a
large bedroom with every imaginable upgrade available. This must be
Angervoe's bedroom. He scanned the walls. They were normal.

Max didn't know what Adam was talking about when he looked behind him, but
when he got close to the wall he saw the seam. There was a large wooden
baseboard running up the side. At a glance it looked like an elaborate
decoration, but now that he had been told it was a room, he saw it for what
it was. He touched the heavy wood and it opened up with almost no
effort. But he wasn't in yet.

There was a large chain wrapped around the handle and through a bar
imbedded in the wall. He couldn't open it. He reached for the key he had
taken from the guard but it didn't fit. He looked over his shoulder. Adam
was standing in the doorway to one of the rooms but he wasn't moving.

"Hey, you were right there is a room here, but there's a chain on it and
this key doesn't fit"

Adam still didn't move or turn to Max. After a moment Max felt a chill run
up his spine.

"What's wrong? Hey, what it is?" he started to come over. When he covered
half the distance Adam moved back out of the room and closed the door. He
turned to Max and blocked him. He had taken off his mask and Max pulled his
off as well. Adam looked upset. "What?" Adam put his hand on Max's chest
and pushed him back.

"Stay out"

"Why?" Max tried to move around him but Adam stopped him by grabbing his
arm. He lifted Max up until he was on his toes.

"I said stay out!" his face was ashen. Before Max could protest anymore
Adam added, "Drew's not in there" He moved Max away and the teenager didn't
struggle.

"Okay" he said quietly. He pointed to the door hidden in the wall. Adam
released him. "It's there, but it's chained up" Adam didn't say
anything. He looked at it for a moment as he pulled off his robe. He
dropped it to the floor and put his ear to the door.

"Drew!"

There was no answer. This room had to be locked for a reaSon and it looked
like the perfect place to hide someone. Adam moved away and faced the door
once again. Without a word he hurled himself to the door and threw all his
weight against it. The room was built well, but it still vibrated with the
impact and Max looked back to make sure no one had come in. When he glanced
back at Adam he saw that the chain still held...but the door wasn't nearly
as strong. It was busted inward, holding on as if for dear life, as Adam
pulled at the boards with brute strength. Max watched the fat muscles on
the man's arms bulge out and ripple with power. The fight was over and the
door had lost. Adam grabbed a large section and yanked it free, ripping it
from the archway. He threw it behind him and Max noticed that the hinges
were still attached to it.

Damn! He thought as he moved close to Adam.  It was another room. Inside
were a dresser and a small bed. The bed had an occupant...a small boy with
blonde hair.

"DREW!" Max cried out as he pushed Adam inside. Adam was at Drew's side and
lifting him up but Drew didn't respond. He was out cold. Adam didn't wait
to hug or kiss the boy; he quickly set him back down and began to examine
him. He ran his hands down his Son's arms and lifted his shirt to look at
his stomach and chest. He still wore his arm sling.

"Hey look at this!"

Adam turned to Max. He was holding a bottle and a rag. The bottle was dark
and Adam asked what it was.

"Chloroform" Max stated as he read the label. Thank God, Adam thought. He
was afraid there would be puncture wounds on his Son's body. Lord knows
what they used on kidnapped kids.

Chloroform would wear off and aside from a headache, his boy should be
alright. He lifted his Son up and moved out the room. Max followed.

"Take his robe and wrap Drew in it. You're leaving with him"

Max moved to the guard. "I am? What about you?" he said as he gathered the
black robe up. Adam looked around and nodded to the balcony.

"Go check that out. See if there are guards there"

Max threw the black robe over Adam's shoulders and went to the double doors
leading to the balcony. He was gone for only a few moments when he came
back smiling.

"I found a staircase! It goes right to the lawn!"

Adam closed his eyes for a moment in silent thanks. He handed Drew over to
Max and wrapped the small boy in the black fabric, covering his face
up. "Don't stop for anyone. Get him to the truck"

Max was distressed. "I don't think I can get him over the wall by myself"

"You won't have to. You're going out the front gate with him"

"I am?"

"Don't worry, you won't be stopped. You'll know when"

Max had wide eyes. "What about you? Shouldn't we stick together now?"

Adam looked at him with anger in his eyes. "No. I have to take care of a
few things first. Don't worry Max; I'll be with you both soon. You protect
my Son"

"Sure"

Adam took Max by the shoulders and squeezed him. "Max...before, when you
said you were going to let loose? Well, if anyone tries to stop you..." Max
nodded his head in complete understanding.

"Don't worry, you can count on me"

Adam smiled at him. "I know Son" Adam led him out to the balcony and
pointed to where he wanted Max to go. He told him to stay to the shadows
and get near the gate. He would know when to move. He watched Max move down
the stairway carefully and then disappear past the lights. He closed the
door and went to the desk. The cabinet was locked but Adam forced it
open. Inside were hundreds of CD's and DVD's. Adam examined them but he
already knew what they were.

He placed one in the desktop computer expecting the monitor to come alive,
but instead the giant wall screen activated. It was a movie of a small girl
having sex with three grown men. Adam didn't wait; he popped the disc out
and put in another. It was the same for every disc he tried. All of them
had movies of children having sex. Adam lifted up a stack of them and let
them fall from one hand to the other as he scanned the labels. He did this
four times before he saw what he was looking for.

There was a small shelf off to the side with about ten select DVD
cases. They were separated from the others and Adam knew he would find what
he wanted there.

He took three away from the rest of the stack. They all had Tony's label on
them, silhouettes of a man holding the hand of a boy who in turn held a
teddy bear dangling from his grasp. Adam opened one and put it in the
computer. It wanted a password, but Adam already knew what it was.

Tony's logo came up and then a picture of Drew. The film started with Drew
playing at school.

"Dammit!" Adam growled as he saw the school sign appear in the
background. He pushed the eject button and took out the DVD. It was
labeled, `Drew' He put in the next one and pressed the chapter button a few
times. Drew showed up again, this time tied down to the table while Adam
sucked on his small cock. It was the third and last film Adam made with his
Son. It was labeled, `Bad Boy Drew'
 Adam didn't need to put the last movie in, because there was only one
left, but he did anyway.

Adam's face appeared on screen for the first time. He was sitting on the
sofa while his Son was bent over and sucking on his thick cock. Adam was
talking to Tony about Drew. It was the only film made that showed his face.

Adam ejected it and read the label. It said, `Drew's Daddy' "Fuck me!" he
said to no one. "I'm sorry Drew, I'm so sorry"

Adam put the movies in his pocket and took out the red belt. He put his
robe back on and tied the belt around his waist. Now he looked just like
one of the guards. He checked the keys Max took from the guard and closed
the door behind him. He locked it up and went to find Angervoe.




Max held Drew close to his body and looked down at his face to make sure he
was alright. Drew still didn't respond. They must have dosed him
recently. Max pressed himself against the stone wall and looked around. The
front gate was still guarded. It was about forty feet from where he hid
with Drew. He had no idea how Adam was going to pull this off, but he made
sure he was ready when whatever happened, happened.




Simon Angervoe saw one of his security guards come up to him. He was having
a conversation with one of his guests after making sure everyone was having
a good time. He had strolled through the floors earlier and saw the red
robes and children doing their part to entertain everyone. Simon was a
happy man...at least up until then.

"Sir, you need to come upstairs" the guard said into his ear. He didn't
know who the guard was because of the mask, but his size was convincing
enough for Simone to let his identity go for now.

"What is it?" he sounded impatient.

The guard paused for a moment. "It's...the room on the third floor
sir. You're...guest is awake"

Simon's eyes burned into the guard. "Awake! Then put him out again. I have
guests down here!"

"That's not possible Sir. He's very sick"

Simon was now alarmed. "SICK!"

"Yes sir. You need to see this"

The guard moved away and stuck his hand out for Simon to go first. The man
did just that and led the way to the large staircase...Adam right behind
him.

Simon noticed the hallway was empty. "Where is the guard I posted!"

"Inside Sir. He's with the boy"

Adam had taken out his keys thinking to open the door for Angervoe but the
man quickly used the keypad and the lock snapped open immediately. The
moment Angervoe was inside, Adam closed the door behind them.

Simon saw the door in splinters on the floor and spun around just in time
to take a large fist to his face. He flew through the air and dropped what
felt like a mile away. His head smacked against the carpet with a thud. He
struggled to open his eyes and he saw a huge man standing over him, taking
a mask off. He looked familiar, but Simon couldn't place him.

"The boy you took..." the man said. Simon's face throbbed with pain.

"WHO ARE YOU?" he pointed to the door where Drew once occupied.

"You took him from his Father..."

Simon's voice filled with anger. "I AM HIS FATHER!"

The man paused and Simon's vision began to clear.

"Why him?"

Simon laughed. "Why not?"

"What makes him so different?"

"He loves it! He loves all of it! You should see him! He's the happiest kid
I've ever seen!"

Simon had been studying the man and now his brain kicked in. He realized
where he had seen Adam. "YOU! You were with my Son!"

Adam's anger flared. "HE'S MY SON! AND HE WAS HAPPY BECAUSE HE WAS WITH
ME!"

Angervoe began to laugh. "You? You're just an actor. You're not his real
father, I am! I paid for those films to be made"

There are breaking points for everyone. For some, it's the loss of a child,
or loved one. For others it's might be a tragic accident or crippling
disfiguration. Parental or societal abuse can often and usually does
contribute. But sometimes, it's not so easy to define what makes a perSon
who they are. Sometimes there's not a reaSon to point the finger at. This
was the case for Simone Angervoe.

He was quite simply...insane.

Adam was past the point of no return. He hauled Simon up by his shirt front
and glared at him. "I AM HIS FATHER!" He lifted the man to his feet and
turned him to the room with the closed door and dragged him forward. "But
I'm not talking about Drew, I'm talking about him!" Adam pointed to the
door and Simon tried to pull away. Adam let him struggle and kicked the
door open.

He pushed Simon inside and wrapped his arm around his neck. "LOOK AT HIM!"

Adam had never been angrier in his entire life.

The boy was maybe six. He was on the bed, bound feet and hands to the
posts, completely naked. He had been dead for days. Simon tried to break
Adam's hold. Adam punched him once in the kidney and the man slumped in his
arms as he let out a deep breath.

"I SAID LOOK AT HIM!"

Simon was much weaker now that Adam had softened him up but he continued to
struggle. "Let me go!"

"Why did you do this to him?!" Adam pulled him closer to the bed. "He's
just a child! A fucking child!"

Simon kicked at Adam's feet but it gained him no ground. "He's a toy...just
a toy!" the man gasped, spit flying out of his mouth. Adam lifted him
higher until his feet were off the ground. The only thing holding him up
was the thick arm wrapped around his neck. Simon took hold of it with both
hands and tried to pull it away.

"He's someone's Son!!" Adam countered. He punched Simon again and brought
him right over to the boy.

"He's nothing..." the man said, clawing at Adam. Adam spoke right in his
ear.

"His Father isn't here...but unfortunately for you, I AM!"

Adam began to squeeze.

"Not the future you had in mind is it?" He increased pressure and Simon
began to panic. "How many have you killed to satisfy your appetite? How
many? This boy? The AnderSon boy in the woods? Was my Son next?"

Simon didn't answer. He couldn't. He was no longer able to speak. The
pressure on his throat prevented him from saying anything. The blood supply
to his head was increasing quickly and for the first time, he was afraid
for his life.

"You'll never hurt another child again you Son of a bitch! And I want you
to look at him! He's gonna be the last thing you see on earth. Look at what
you did!"

Simon struggled and clawed at Adam's arm. He kicked at his feet and twisted
his body...but it wasn't enough. He looked around for help, but all he saw
was the dead child tied to the bed. And Adam was right...it was the last
thing he saw.

Adam held on and squeezed as hard as he could. Simon's body trembled and
began to seize up as he struggled to breath. Adam just squeezed harder. He
looked down at the boy as he wrung the life out of Simon's body.

Adam began to cry.




When Simon was dead, Adam let him fall to the floor beside the young boy
whose life had been cut far too short. He stayed there, above him, making
sure he didn't move or somehow regain the ability to come back to
life. When he was sure the job was done he took out a pocket knife and
carefully cut the bonds holding the boy tight. He laid his arms back to his
side and covered the boy up with a sheet. He put his hand on the kid's
forehead and told him he could sleep now.

Adam left things as they were and picked up the phone. He called the
police.




Max heard the commotion right away. The mansion erupted with people
spilling out of the main door. Most still wore robes as they ran for cars,
some not bothering at all but ran up the main driveway instead. Right for
the gate.

This was it. Max pulled Drew close to him and watched as the first wave of
people pushed past the guard. The man shouted into a microphone and Max
moved forward. He had to get past the guard with Drew. This didn't prove to
be a problem because the guard fled before Max got there.

Whatever he heard on the other end, made the guard take off down the
driveway and away from the mansion with the others. Max was out the gate
and on the way to the truck with Drew tucked inside his arms.




Adam moved down the staircase from the balcony and ran up the lawn to the
stone fence. He launched himself up and over the top, landing on the other
side with both feet firmly on the ground.

He saw Max inside the back of the truck. He opened the door and jumped in,
starting the truck with one hand as he shifted it into gear. He saw cars
and people driving and running recklessly out of the main gate. As he drove
down the road he turned to Max.

Drew was struggling to get away. Max looked up. "He just started this. He's
not awake yet but he won't calm down"

Adam reached back and slipped one hand under Drew's shirt until he pressed
against his bare chest.

"ANDREW! SLEEP!"

And that was it. Drew calmed down right away and drifted back off. Max
looked down at the boy, now quiet in his arms.

"Damn" he whispered. He looked up Adam. "He wouldn't listen to me"

"You're not his Father"




Adam pulled the truck over near a gas station. He parked near the side so
no cameras would see him. He left Max and Drew inside and made a phone call
using an old style booth against the building. He quickly climbed back in
and they drove off.

Adam took them twenty miles away and got a hotel room, paying cash. He
carried Drew inside and looked him over again. He seemed fine, all things
considering. He left Drew in Max's care and drove to a local store that was
open 24 hours. When he came back he had a set of clothes for Max, to
include a black muscle shirt.

"Surprisingly these are sold everywhere" Adam joked with him. Max took the
clothes and slipped them on.

"Thanks"

Adam moved to Drew and stroked his blonde hair. "How's my boy?"

"He's sleeping soundly, just like you told him"

Adam set a bottle of aspirin on the table next to the bed, knowing Drew
would need them.

Up until the time Adam got in the truck from the mansion, Max hadn't asked
him any questions...until now.

"How'd you get them to leave?"

Adam sighed. "I shouted that the police were coming and told everyone to
run"

Max grinned. "Well, that would do it"

"You'd be surprised how quickly civil guests can turn into an
uncontrollable mob...with the right motivation"

Max laughed. "Yeah I saw" He moved over and ran one hand through Drew's
blonde hair. "Who did you call?"

"The police" Adam replied.

"No, after that, at the gas station"

Adam just looked at Drew and didn't answer.




Hours later there was a knock at the door. Max jumped up but Adam waved him
down.

"It's alright Max. I expected this" He went to the door and looked through
the hole before opening it. Tony stood outside.

"How's Drew?"

"Fine...he's just fine" Adam turned to Max. "I'll be back in a few
minutes. Stay here" Max nodded and saw the other man look him over before
they left.

"Who's the muscle?" Tony asked.

"Max...it's a long story" Adam sighed. Tony handed him a cell phone. It was
Adam's.

"Delivered as ordered" Tony said and Adam shook his hand.

"Thanks. I owe you"

Tony shook his head. "No, you don't. This is my fault too. I should never
have filmed Drew that way. I know better" Adam put a hand on Tony's
shoulder.

"It's done with. Let's just move on now"

Tony nodded. "You get the movies?"

Adam pulled out three discs. "Yeah, here they are"

Tony made his discs with heavy copyright protection, making them virtually
impossible to copy.

"You have two of the three copies that were ever made" Adam looked down at
them. He had placed the originals in a safe deposit box at the bank with
the money he made for Drew.

"No one can ever see these Tony. Drew won't be safe"

Tony nodded. "I guess you want me to destroy my copies?"

Adam smiled. "Please. This has to end completely"

Tony agreed and left Adam to his Son.

"Who was that?"

Adam looked at Max. The boy was handsome and built like a true
athlete. "Just a friend"

"But he saw me"

"Don't worry Max. He was here to help. You're in no danger from him" He
moved to Drew's side and knelt down to look at the boy's face. "Go to sleep
Max. We have a long day tomorrow"

Max nodded and sat on the other bed next to Drew. He saw Adam bring a chair
over and face them.

"You're not sleeping?"

Adam didn't hesitate. "I'm not here to sleep Son. You get some rest now"

Max lost count of the times Adam called him Son, but everyone seemed to hit
Max in his soul. He didn't know why it was so intimate or why it meant so
much to him. Max felt younger than he was whenever Adam referred to him
that way. He felt part of a whole.

"Yes Sir"




Drew's eyes couldn't focus quite right. He felt so drained. He didn't know
where he was. It was dark and he saw a large man in front of him. The man
leaned down and the first thing Drew noticed was the way he smelled. His
tiny body took a large lungful inside and something in his brain made Drew
relax. He didn't need to see clearly to know who it was.

"Daddy..."

A large hand smoothed out his furrowed brow and moved through his hair. He
would know his Father's touch anywhere.

"Sleep kitten" the comforting voice told him.




The next day was busy.

Adam held Drew aloft in his arms as Nicholas Speets wrote down notes and
issued commands to other officers. Apparently there was a big bust of child
trafficking nearby. Imagine that.

"So your Son called you from a payphone and you drove up here without
calling me first?"

Speets sounded a little put off.

"That's right" Adam said. He looked at his Son and gave him a kiss. "I
didn't have anything else on my mind except getting him" Nicholas Speets
looked at Drew, comfortable in his Father's big arms.

"Son, I know you're tired but do you remember anything else?"

"I'm not your Son" Drew said, reactively. Adam squeezed him and told him
that's not what the agent meant. Drew said he was sorry but Agent Speets
told him it was alright. "Just what I said. I woke up and everyone was
leaving the house. Someone carried me out and I was at the gas station
until my Dad got here"

"Do you remember how you were taken?"

Drew shook his head. "I was leaving school when someone came behind me and
then I fell asleep"

Adam looked at Speets. "We found a bottle of Chloroform at the house. It
was most likely used on your Son"

"I know you're busy, but I have to get him home to his mother" Adam
said. Agent Speets looked thoughtfully for a moment and then nodded his
head.

"Have your Son taken to a hospital. Our medics checked him out already but
have a doctor check him thoroughly"

Adam nodded and got back in the truck and drove away, leaving a large squad
of police cars behind.

Agent Speets watched him leave.

Adam picked Max up on the road a few miles away. The teenager climbed in
and Drew immediately hugged him. Max hugged him back.

"Hey little brother" he said, ruffling Drew's hair. "Let's go home"




Two weeks had past. Drew went back to his mother's house for the first week
but was allowed to visit with Adam, who stayed in a nearby hotel. At least
that was what she was told. Adam in fact, had stayed with Max the whole
time. Drew kept this information from her and loved the time he spent with
both his heroes.

Adam had repaired all the damage he caused at Max's mother's house and even
helped the teenager fix his buddies car. Drew helped too.

The raid on the mansion had been in all the papers and Adam read them with
interest. The massive amount of movies of child exploitation was found and
several of the kids identified. No suspects were discussed in the death of
Simon Angervoe, but several of his staff, who were now in priSon, were
believed to be responsible.

No one really cared. Simon was dead.

The dead boy Adam found was talked about but his identity was not
revealed. It said his family was notified. Adam looked up at Drew and Max.

Max was telling Drew about what happened to his face. He wasn't wearing his
makeup and the beating Adam gave him was now showing through heavily. Of
course the story told to Drew was drastically different.

"And I gave the first guy and uppercut" Max said, demonstrating. Drew sat
in awe and hung on every word. "The second guy came over with a bat and
swung it at my face" He pointed to his eye. "He got lucky but I grabbed the
bat with one hand and jammed it into his throat!"

Adam rolled his eyes at Max. "So there were four of them?"

Max gave him a curt nod, not appreciating the interruption. "Yeah" Max
looked back to Drew. "So I kicked the second one when he was down and then
the THIRD one jumped on my back!"

Drew was on the edge of his seat as Max acted out the story and waved his
hands in the air as if all four men would come through the door at any
minute!  "You can beat anyone up huh Max?" Drew asked, already convinced of
the answer.

Max made a muscle in front of Drew. "What do you think?" he said with a
grin.

Adam chimed in. "What if it was...I don't know...one big guy? Like someone
really big and strong? Could you beat him too?"

Max looked over and leveled his eyes. Drew spun around and glared at
Adam. "DAD! It's Max!" he pointed to the muscled teenager. Drew turned back
and shook his head apologetically at Max.

"Sorry" Adam said, with a trace of humor in his voice. "I don't know what I
was thinking"

He stood up and gave Max a grin as the teenager once more dropped into his
exciting tale of bravery for Drew's ears.

"I'll be back" he said.

Adam found the home of Sam AnderSon a few days before. There had been a
funeral and Adam attended from far away. He waited until he saw Sam's
father go into the garage. Adam put on his black mask and went inside.

James AnderSon faced a workbench and didn't hear Adam enter. Adam grabbed
his shoulders and held him tight.

"Please don't turn around! I need to say something to you but you can't see
me. I'm not here to hurt you or your family in any way"

The man relaxed. "Alright"

"The police...they told you what happened. Your Son...your Son was killed
by a madman"

Adam took a deep breath. "I wanted you to know the man responsible died the
same way. I made sure of it"

There was a long pause. "Why are you telling me this?"

Adam didn't have to think of his answer. "Because you're a Dad...and so am
I"

The man's shoulders slumped down and he dropped his head to the
ground. Adam released him and backed away.

"Thank you"

Adam didn't respond. He left, giving whatever peace he could to Sam's
Father.




Three weeks had now past and Adam was back at home working in the yard when
Nicholas Speets drove up. He waved to Adam and Adam nodded back.

"How are you holding up?"

Adam shrugged. "Fine, I guess. Is there something wrong?"

Nicholas tilted his head. "No, why do you ask?"

"Well, you drove out here for some reaSon"

Agent Speets waited for a moment but Adam didn't offer anything else. He
waved to the stairs and they both sat down.

"We went through the videos found in the house. Drew wasn't in any of them"

Adam sighed. "That's great. He doesn't remember anything and the doctors
say he wasn't touched" Adam didn't have to elaborate; Nicholas Speets knew
what he meant.

"Samples of Mr. Angervoe match the hair found on Sam AnderSon and on your
Son's backpack. There is no question it was him"

"So you found the Son of a bitch!"

Nicholas frowned. "We found a dead man"

"That's even better!"

Nicholas nodded. "I'm sure many think the same way" Agent Speets filled
Adam in on the rest of the events and how the children were found and
reunited with their families and several others were arrested.

There was an uncomfortable pause. "So why are you here Agent Speets?"

Nicholas looked at him deeply. "Mr. Angervoe was strangled by someone very
strong" he waited.

Adam glared back. "And you think it was me?"

Another pause. Nothing on Adam's face revealed anything Nicholas noted. "No
in fact, I'm sure it wasn't" Adam looked confused. "The story you told us
matched with the evidence"

"What evidence is that?"

"Your cell phone" Nicholas started. "I had it traced for those days. It
showed your location was at Mr. Poston's house"

Adam frowned.

"When your phone is on it couples up with local towers for email and
such. In effect it's like a GPS system. Did you know that?"

"No" Adam lied.

"Well a call did come to your phone, from a phone booth at a gas station
near the mansion where your Son was held. It looks like he did call you
from there after all" Speets looked down for a moment. "Then your phone
travelled all the way from Mr. Poston's home to the gas station. At least
according to the records"

Tony had picked up Adam's phone, waiting at Max's house for the call. He
drove it up to Adam and turned off the power as he passed the gas
station. Adam turned it on when he met Agent Speets the next day.

"It's that accurate?" Adam asked.

Nicholas nodded. "Pretty much, give or take. The area matches your story
and Mr. Poston confirmed when you left his house"

"So why are you here then?"

Speets looked right at him. "The videos we found. There's a man in one of
them that I swear could be you"

God Damn! Adam thought. He never checked for other discs of Tony's; there
hadn't been time. He kept himself together and did his best not to let his
worry show. His mind flashed with images of Brady and Trevor. He tried to
appear surprised.

"ME?"

Agent Speets watched him and slowly nodded his head. Adam felt trapped in a
corner. He couldn't have come this far just to go to jail now.

"Look!" Adam began but Nicholas stopped him.

"No offense Mr. Blake, but you don't live the way someone with massive
amounts of income would" He looked down at Adam's arm and
pointed. "Besides, the man in the film didn't have any tattoos" Adam looked
down at the inside of his arm. "It's nice" Nicholas continued. "Is it
Oriental?"

Adam laughed. "No, it's English" He raised his arm up and made a
muscle. Across his bicep, written in old script was a name...ANDREW.

Agent Speets nodded, seeing it for what it was. "Clever. You don't see it
until you lift up your arm"

"Well, there's only one perSon who needs to know the secret" Adam
grinned. He had the tattoo put on the day he left Drew. It was a surprise
for his Son. Agent Speets stood up and dusted himself off.

"I think that just about wraps everything up. The guilty parties are all
accounted for"

Adam stood up as well and walked with the FBI agent back to his car. "Many
men will say that they love their kids" Agent Speets said. "But you...well
you really do, don't you Mr. Blake?" He looked at Adam and Adam saw
something in his eyes that said more than what he spoke.

"You already know the answer to that Agent Speets or you wouldn't be
standing in front of me"

Nicholas let a small smile crease his face. "You know the old saying `Do
you smoke after sex'?"

Adam shrugged and said, "I don't know...I never looked"

Nicholas nodded. "I think I'll take the same advice, and not look"

His eyes bore into Adam. He knows, Adam thought. He fucking knows I killed
him. Did he notice my arm before in the police station? Did he miss it? The
lack of tattoo?

"Give my best to Miss Benet"

Adam nodded as Agent Speets got into his car and drove away. Adam let out a
long breath as soon as the car was out of sight.

"Thank you God!"




Max was a hero. Well, for at least two people. He wanted to tell his mother
more than anything about saving Drew, but he knew he couldn't. Just once he
wanted her to be proud of him for doing something for someone else. Max had
no choice. He had to keep his peace. She came home and Max showed her the
repairs Adam did to the house. He told her he had done them, but he could
tell she didn't believe him. She never did.

Max drove back to his Father's house and was faced with the same
dilemma. His Dad though, was much worse than his mother. He immediately
jumped on Max's fight with Adam and how he lost again. The arrest and
release of the man drove him to new heights of anger. Max felt three feet
tall.

He went to his room and found his things already packed for him.

It was time for Max to go.

He stayed with one friend after the other for the next few days. Drew
called him every now and then, telling Max when he would be up next. Max
borrowed a truck from his buddy and threw his bags inside. He thought maybe
he could stay with Pete for a while. His parents were cool. He drove over
to Adam's house to say hi to Drew. He always felt better around the
kid. The way the boy looked at him, made Max feel like he really had a
family for a change. Adam's attitude had changed drastically as well.

It was late when Max drove up. The sun had already set and he enjoyed the
cool night air. There was a hose on and water was coming out of the end and
filling up the front lawn. Max stepped over it and walked to the side of
the house to turn it off. He found the knob and cranked it closed, watching
the tension in the hose die away. When he stood up he was facing an open
window. He looked inside.

Drew was on his knees between Adam's spread legs, and licking at the
biggest dick that Max had ever seen!



Chapter Thirteen

Max couldn't move, even if he wanted to.

Drew was looking up at his Father with his bright blue eyes and a big smile
on his face. His small hands were running up and down the enormous shaft
sticking out of Adam's jeans. His hands were dwarfed by the sheer size of
the man but this didn't seem to bother him in the least. The boy wasn't in
any distress that Max could see; in fact he was happier than he had seen
him in a long time.

Max blinked but the image didn't go away.

Drew leaned in and kissed at the throbbing shaft in his hands, bringing a
smile to Adam's face. The big man sat back in on the sofa with both arms
propped up on the cushion backs. He was watching his Son with a mixed look
of amusement and pride. Every so often his face would lift into a smile
whenever Drew did something that made him happy. Adam smiled a lot.

As he watched both of them, Max knew that this had been going on for some
time. Drew was beyond comfortable with what he was doing. It was completely
natural for him. There were no signs that Adam was making the boy do
anything he didn't want. Adam was actually showing restrained patients with
Drew. He didn't know if he could hold back and let anyone lick at his cock
the way this child was doing to his Father. The muscled man just sat there
and let the little boy enjoy himself.

Max stood outside, his hand between his legs and rubbing his pulsing prick
inside his jeans. He didn't know when he started that, but his cock had
already snaked down to his right leg growing thicker by the second. He
seemed surprised by this as if his body were acting on its own. With a
glance down he saw his hand tugging at the hard bulge between his legs and
he did the only thing he could...he unzipped his pants and hauled out his
big dick.

Drew's tongue came out and swiped at the throbbing shaft in front of him
and Max could almost see the shiver run up Adam's spine. He saw the man's
thick arms tense up slightly as the boy licked at him. Drew pulled at the
beastly prick and pressed it against his face. He moved his head around
rubbed the heavy meat against his skin.

"Jesus Drew!" Max mumbled to himself as he watched the small boy mark
himself with his Dad's large dick. Drew was inhaling deeply as he held his
Dad's enormous shaft possessively. Max's hand moved faster and he pumped
his own cock as the boy teased both of them with his erotic actions.

Adam was faring far better than Max was. He sat there as if he had been
through this a thousand times. His eyes watched his Son's every movement
but he didn't seem the least bit ready for it to stop. Max had no idea how
the man did it. He couldn't see himself sitting there for more than a few
minutes, but Adam showed no signs of coming anytime soon.

Drew was now kissing at the towering rod of flesh between Adam's strong
legs and his tongue would come out to lick at his lips before each
kiss. Max felt his knees buckle. He was too far away to hear them but Drew
would look up at his Dad and say something every now and then and Adam
would grin back or nod his head, never interrupting the boy or distracting
him from his mission. He just sat there and watched as Drew gave him head.

This is too fucking much, Max thought as he stroked himself. This isn't for
Adam's benefit at all! He's doing this for Drew!  Max watched Drew kiss the
full head of Adam's cock and then he pointed to Adam's left arm. Adam
glanced over and Max pulled back a little, not wanting to be seen outside
the window. But Adam didn't look at him; he looked down at his arm. He
lifted it up and made a muscle for Drew. Max could see the massive bicep
flare out as Adam pumped it up in front of his Son. Drew reached up and ran
his hand across it and Adam gave him a big smile, nodding his head to
whatever Drew had said to him. Drew let his hand fall and he absently went
back to licking the head of Adam's dick but his eyes never left his
Father's bicep. Adam continued to hold it up as Drew looked at it. Max
didn't understand what was going on. Adam was incredibly built, not with
gym muscles that all the guys had, but hard flesh, tempered by hard work
and long hours. He was the kind of guy that people would clear a path for
without being told. But Drew had to see his Dad a million times. His large
muscles were nothing new to the boy, so what was he doing?

Max watched as Adam pointed to his bicep with his other hand, gave Drew a
big grin, and then leaned over and kissed the massive muscle. This pleased
Drew to no end and he smiled at his Dad.

Adam sat back and rested his arm on the sofa back and said something to
Drew. Max couldn't hear it, but the man's eyes spoke volumes about his
feelings for the boy. He had never seen any man show such love for his Son
with just a look. Certainly his own Father had never looked at him with
anything even distantly resembling this. Max felt something move inside of
him as he thought of his Dad. The man had filled his childhood with
beatings and verbal abuse. He couldn't imagine what it would be like if his
Dad had ever looked at him the way Adam looked at Drew. He didn't know,
because it had never happened.

He pushed the thoughts of his Dad out of his mind and focused back on
Drew. The boy was running his tongue up and side of his Father's long shaft
while his small hands held it steady. Max was pretty sure the last part
wasn't necessary but the boy held it anyway. When he came to the top of his
Father's prick, Drew would give it a kiss and move back down to lick it all
over again. This went on for what seemed like an eternity to Max. He was
now using both hands to stroke his cock as he watched the boy make love to
his Father's immense prick.

Look at the size of him, Max thought as Drew lapped up and down the
incredible prick between his Father's legs. Max was beyond impressed. Lots
of guys bragged about their size but this man took the crown! And he's just
sitting there for Drew...it's all for his boy.

Adam reached down with one hand and caressed the side of Drew's face
tenderly and then ran his big fingers through the boy's blonde hair. He
gave it a mock tug as he playfully pulled at the boy's locks with a
gentleness that should have been impossible for a man his size.

Drew had never been hit. Max knew it with certainty. He didn't know what it
was to feel anger from his Dad. To Drew, this was natural. His Father's
touch was nothing but loving and protective. Drew knew no other side to his
Father. Max on the other hand knew a far different childhood. Looking at
Adam he knew the man had loved Drew from the moment he was born.

Drew opened his mouth and engulfed the head of his Father's massive
prick. Or at least he tried.

Max knew it was hopeless. The boy was just too small. Even if Drew were to
lay with his head off the sofa while Adam fed it to him from above, there
was just no way. The difference in size between them became startling when
seen from this point of view, and Drew's Daddy was not the average man to
say the least. Drew's fingers wrapped themselves around the solid shaft
towering in front of him and Adam spread his legs farther apart as if this
would help matters. It didn't make any difference; Drew's mouth was open to
the limit, his lips straining to reach the flared rim of Adam's big dick.

Max watched Adam reach out and cup the back of Drew's head, and Max thought
he was about to force the kid to eat his big dick, but Adam never put any
pressure on the boy. The thick arm relaxed instead and stroked Drew's
blonde hair.  Drew began to twist his head and corkscrew his mouth around
his Father's meaty stick in a vain attempt to engulf more of the warm
flesh, but all he did was make long wet streaks where his mouth had been
moments before. Max didn't know if Adam changed his mind or he intended to
simply stroke Drew from the start, but he didn't know how the man contained
himself.

"He wants it! Give it to him" Max thought. He gripped and pumped his cock
as he watched the eight year old boy blow his muscled Father. How the man
just sat there and took it was beyond Max.

Max was just watching from a distance and was about to shoot! "Suck that
big dick Drew" he mumbled to himself.

Drew pulled off and gave the big dick between his Dad's legs a frustrated
glare. He sat up taller and tried again. Adam rubbed Drew's arm
encouragingly but Max knew it would take a miracle for Drew to really blow
his Dad. Drew didn't stop trying, to Max's great joy. Over and over the boy
pushed his head down and stretched his lips to the limit. Adam never pulled
on him or thrust himself up but he did talk to Drew quite a bit. Max was
too far away to hear it, but looking at Adam's face he could tell the big
man must be consoling the boy in some way. Drew's eyes would dart to his
Dad's and Adam would grin at him whenever they did.

After what seemed like forever, Adam gently took Drew's hands away and
placed them on his meaty thighs. He was talking softly to his Son and ran
one hand through the boy's blonde hair over and over again. Drew closed his
eyes and stopped struggling as if in defeat. He simply sucked and nursed on
his Father's big dick. Spit began to creep out of the boy's mouth and move
slowly down the fat shaft. Adam smiled softly at the boy and ran his hand
over the child's smooth cheek lovingly.

"Jesus Drew!" Max thought, impressed and excited like he had never been
before. He thought about all the time he spent with Drew and how the boy
always hung on him, and Max felt cheated. "That could have been me" Max
thought as he pumped his dick with both hands. "He could be sucking my cock
now"

The boy seemed like he was lost in another world all together. He nursed on
his Father for long minutes as Adam whispered to him and caressed him
contently, but even Adam had his breaking point and Max saw it coming. His
movements were slight but Max knew Adam was on the edge of coming. The big
man moved around the sofa, his large legs seeming to tremble under his
jeans. The thick neck on Adam's shoulder's twisted around as if unable to
sit still and then he spread apart his legs a little more and inched closer
to Drew.

"Cum" Max cried out in his mind. "Fed it to him!"

He cupped the back of the boy's head and held him in place. He used his
other arm to brace himself against the sofa and he threw his head back.

"Yeah suck that fat cock!" Max yelled in his mind as Adam was about to
unload.

Max's own prick throbbed in response. He felt weak in the knees as the big
man's heavy shaft thickened up even more and he moaned loudly. Drew's mouth
suddenly flooded over with rich white cum.

"Sweet Jesus" Max muttered to himself as his own load boiled to the
surface. His cock pulsed and he shot a thick spray of cum against the side
of the house. His whole body shuddered as he orgasmed, the cold night air
hitting his hot prick.

Inside, Drew was pulled off his Father's cock by one very strong hand and
Max watched in delight as Adam shot another heavy load of cream out of his
beastly dick. The thick stream hit Drew in the face and coated the boy's
fair skin in gleaming white fluid.

"Oh God!" Max couldn't believe his eyes. As excited as he had been to fuck
the little girl at the mansion with everyone watching, this seemed even
more intense. Maybe because he was looking at them in secret or maybe
because he knew them both so well, Max felt more intimate here than he ever
did at Angervoe's house. He would have never guessed that Drew and Adam had
been having sex.

He watched Drew swallow his mouthful of cum as his Dad continued to let his
big dick release its thick load against the pre-teen's face. Drew opened
his mouth up as quickly as possible and Max saw the most incredible
sight. The boy strained to take his Father's dick back inside his mouth but
Adam held him back.

Max watched stunned, as Adam continued to cover the boy in his cum. `He
won't let him have it!  He's keeping Drew from taking more!' Cum ran into
Drew's mouth as it streamed down his face and the child licked at it
hungrily. Adam held him away until his big dick stopped discharging which
Max thought was about four good shots. Then the head of Adam's dick
overflowed with a heavy river of cum as it continued to ooze out and he let
Drew go. The boy immediately dropped his mouth over the flared head and his
cheeks sunk in as he sucked hard on his Dad's big dick. Adam's hands moved
to Drew's small shoulders and he held his boy supportively as the kid
sucked him dry. Adam was talking to him again with quick words and Max felt
the man was coaching the boy in some way. He was squeezing the boy's
shoulders in his big hands and watching him carefully as the boy nursed
like his life depended on it.

After long minutes Drew opened his eyes up and looked at Adam. The muscle
man smiled at his Son and Max didn't need to hear the words to know what he
said. It was `I love you' Max looked at the wall in front of him. It was
dripping with his heavy load of cum. He looked around; there was nothing to
wipe it off with. He thought of his shirt for a moment but then noticed a
puddle of water under the hose pipe. He used his hands and washed off the
wall. As he stood up and looked in one last time to make sure they didn't
notice him. He had nothing to worry about, Adam was totally focused on his
Son and Drew was mesmerized by his Father like nothing Max had ever seen.

He moved as quietly as he could away from the window. He leaned against the
house and put his well-stroked cock back in his pants and moved as quietly
away from the house as possible. He went back to his truck and drove off,
not using the headlights until he faced the street. Sweat ran down his back
and his body trembled from his orgasm. He couldn't remember being so turned
on in his life. He travelled down the road, his mind filled with images of
Adam and Drew.




Adam held Drew on his lap. He had just stroked his Son to orgasm with his
large hand. He could completely envelope Drew's pulsing prick and he loved
the way his Son could get so much pleasure from such a simple act. As usual
it only took moments, especially after Drew sucked on him. He knew his Son
would be rock hard and ready to shoot with little to no effort. Drew loved
to give him head more than anything and nothing brought the boy off quicker
than a mouthful of his Daddy's cum but he never allowed the boy to go
unfinished. Drew had to cum...always. Adam wouldn't have it any other
way. Even though he was too young to actually shoot, he still wanted to be
responsible for making him release. He loved the intensity of the boy's
orgasm and the way he could hold him when it was over. Drew was always so
spent, Adam could simply cradle him in his arms and love the boy, sleeping
peacefully in his embrace.

He looked at his exhausted Son lovingly. The boy was out. Adam hugged him
to his strong body and kissed at the child's blonde head.

"I love you kitten" he said to the boy. But Drew didn't respond, his small
body breathed deeply, completely relaxed against the strong chest. Adam
thought about everything that happened to Drew over the last two years. The
movies had seemed like such a good idea at the time. Adam made so much
money off them that Drew would be set for a long time. He could give his
Son the leg up he needed in life and afford him privileges he wouldn't
otherwise have; even with Sue's new husband.

But things turned bad so quickly. Adam felt the guilt of what happened to
Sam AnderSon and to the poor boy at the mansion. He looked at Drew and
realized how close he had been to losing the child forever. He felt his
stomach tighten. The image of the mangled bus came into his mind and then
of holding Drew in the Emergency Room. He almost lost it all. His whole
life would have been over.

Adam stroked Drew's soft hair and kissed him again. He held the boy
protectively in his big arms as Drew breathed peacefully. He would never
allow the boy to come into harm's way again. "I love you Andrew" he said
again. Like last time, Drew didn't respond, but Adam didn't need him
too...he just needed to say the words out loud.




"You're taking your boys out to the campsite?" He looked out the window
toward the woods.

"It's a big place" He looked down at Drew. "Even for strapping boys like
you"

Drew grinned, not really sure what strapping meant but liking the way it
sounded. The old man didn't wait for an answer, he faced Adam and handed
him a camp site map.

"Fine looking Sons you have Sir, but camping can be a lot of work"

Adam nodded and patted Drew's head. He looked over to Max to see what he
would do and like he thought, Max showed some tension.

He looked far more like Adam's Son than Drew did. The boy was slight of
build with white blonde hair and blue eyes while Max had thick black hair
and a muscular build, just like Adam. Max may not reach the heights of
strength that Adam did, but he was on his way. It took a great deal of
imagination to see Drew as anything than what he was right now...a little
boy.

The man's words bothered Max and touched something inside of him that he
didn't want to face. He took a step away from the real family before he
realized what he did. But this didn't go unnoticed by Adam, who reached out
an arm and pulled Max up against him and back in place. He gave the
teenager a squeeze.

"I think these two can handle it" he said to the manager.

The old man bent down and looked at Drew. "Are you gonna be able to help
your big brother with the firewood?"

Drew nodded his head, having no idea what the old man was talking about. He
looked back at Max to make sure and Max gave him a wink. Drew turned back
and smiled, now sure of himself.

The old man stood up. "Some fine boys you have"

Adam smiled. "Believe me, I know" He ruffled Drew's hair with one hand
while he kept his arm wrapped around the teenager. He felt Max's arm move
around his waist and hug him back. He gripped his shoulder in
response. "Drew go get what you want to eat for the next few days" He
turned to Max. "Put some wood in the truck for us, and I'll pack the rest
of the supplies up"

Max nodded, "Yes Sir" As he walked away Adam's hand moved to the back of
his neck and squeezed him tenderly.

The old man watched as both boys moved away from Adam at the same time
without another word.

The man was looking at Max. "He's a good boy" He said, as if he had
experience with boys Max's age but Adam could tell the man meant it as an
extreme compliment.

Adam turned to Max as he spoke. "He's the best!" He could tell Max heard
him because he hesitated before he walked out of the store.

"We've had some trouble in the past" the man said to Adam, his voice a
little lower. "Boys mostly" he glanced at the door Max had just left. "Just
being boys I guess"

Adam nodded. "They just need some direction. Someone to take interest in
them"

The old man looked doubtful but nodded anyway. "I hope your right. Kids
nowadays..." his thoughts trailed away.

"Well, I hope they didn't do permanent damage?"

The old man shook his head. "No, just the usual. Sometimes they harass the
campers but that doesn't happen very often. For the most part we have a
pretty quiet park"

"Good. I'm looking to spend time with my boys. We need a vacation"

Drew came back with both arms full of snacks. Adam looked at him in
reproach.

"It's the woods Dad!" Drew said. "We might need this stuff!"

"We're not climbing Everest Drew; it's just a camp site up the road"

Drew's eyes went wide as he tried to figure out both what Everest was, and
how to explain why these snacks were essential for survival. "Dad..." was
all he got out. Adam scooped everything away and put them on the counter
for the manager to ring up. He looked away not wanting the kid to realize
how much those eyes tugged at his heart. As usual, Drew won the battle with
just a look.

He's gonna figure this out real soon, Adam thought, facing the manager. He
has no idea how wrapped up he has me. Those fucking blue eyes! Adam groaned
to himself, pulling out his wallet.

When he looked down, Drew gave him a brilliant smile that made Adam forget
for a second what just happened.

They went out to the truck and Max had finished loading up enough firewood
for at least two full days. Adam looked it over approvingly and put the
supplies in the back.

"Good work Son" he said as he passed Max.

Max stiffened up. This wasn't the first time Adam referred to him as `Son'
and every time brought something up in Max that bothered him. His own
father never called him that and Max felt angry that someone else could so
easily do it when it seemed impossible for his real dad to. He looked at
Adam. The man's eyes bore into him and whatever anger Max felt, melted away
instantly. He smiled as Adam passed him by again and wrapped one thick arm
around his shoulders and hugged him hard.  Max reached up and squeezed at
the strong muscles in Adam's hairy forearm. He felt himself lean back into
Adam's embrace, and for the briefest moment, Adam completely supported his
body.

It lasted only a second but it seemed much longer to Max.

Drew climbed in and looked back at Max through the window. "Come on Max!"
he said eagerly.

Max moved to the front door and ruffled Drew's soft blonde hair as he
passed him. "You have your seatbelt on?"

Drew pulled at the strap to show Max. Adam came around the other side and
watched the two interacting. He smiled. It was unusual for someone else to
look after Drew. Adam liked the way it felt to have another set of
protective eyes on his boy.

He glanced in the rearview mirror to check Drew one last time. Drew was
looking down, going through his large bag of candy. He waited for Max to
buckle up and then he pulled the truck on the dirt road and headed for the
campsite. He reached across the bench and gave Max's leg a squeeze.

Max used to flinch whenever he touched him. He used to think it was because
of what he did to Max.

The teenager was strong, built bigger than most kids his age, and it
confused Adam that the boy would pull away from him so much. It took a
while, but Adam realized that it wasn't the intimidating teenager that was
afraid of him...it was the little boy in Max that was scared. He knew the
boy and his dad didn't get along. He knew from the things Max said and from
witnessing with his own eyes that the man was controlling and abusive. He
looked at the large muscles that Max worked so hard to develop. It wasn't
vanity, Adam knew; it was survival. He had to toughen up or he would be
left behind; abandoned by his own dad.

Adam didn't take his hand away. He couldn't...and he was happy that Max
didn't make him. He gently squeezed at the teenager to let the boy know he
was there for him. Max reached down and gripped his hand. He didn't look
over to Max, he didn't need too. He kept his hand in place as Max continued
to hold it as they drove off. Drew was unmindful of his Father taking apart
the wall Max had built around himself...brick by brick.




They arrived at the campsite.

Max looked over the map carefully and pointed to where Adam should
park. Drew tried to look over the seat but his belt kept him in place. He
moved to take it off but Max turned around and told him to sit back
down. The road was rough and the truck took some big hills, rocking from
side to side.

Adam didn't say anything but he smiled as Max took charge of Drew. He
looked in the rearview mirror and watched as Drew did what Max said. He was
so completely taken with him; he did whatever the teenager said without
question.

When they parked, Drew was the first to get out of the truck. He ran around
it twice, looking all around with big eyes and asking questions to both his
Dad and Max, but didn't wait for an answer from either of them. Adam looked
over to Max as they both lifted out the gear and rolled his eyes in his
head in mock aggravation. He knew Drew would be like this the whole
trip. Max grinned at him and handed Drew a light bag to carry. The three of
them walked side by side to the camp as Max told Drew about black bears and
wolves. Drew's eyes were large and he moved closer to Max as the boy wove a
tale of hungry animals that lived nearby. Adam didn't say anything but
turned his face away so Drew couldn't see him laugh.

Drew reached up and took hold of Max's wrist. The teenager's hands were
full so Drew grabbed what he could. Max told him about wrestling with a
black bear the last time he was camping.

"He was pretty strong and he dragged me into the trees to eat me! But I
wouldn't give up. I fought him every step of the way until I landed a lucky
punch and knocked him out!"

Drew was caught up in what Max said; hanging on every word. He looked
around at the big trees as they walked and his tiny hand reached up to grip
Max by the wrist as they moved farther away from the truck.

"Wow Max!"

Adam couldn't help himself. "Was there just `one' bear this time?"

Max narrowed his eyes and Drew's head shot around Max's body. "DAD!" he
scolded him.

Adam shrugged his shoulders. "Sorry! I was just asking"

Max, not bothering to acknowledge Adam's comment, continued with his feat
of extreme bravery in the face of certain death.

"My Dad's never fought a bear" Drew told Max when the story was done; a
little disappointment in his voice.

Adam looked down quickly. "How would you know?"

"Cause I know Dad" Drew said confidently. And then he pointed at Max's
barbed wire tattoo. "He has tattoos!"

Adam countered. "So do I!"

Drew lifted up his arms in surprise at his Dad's comment. "You have ONE
tattoo...and you just got it! Max always had his!"

Max looked at Adam and nodded in complete agreement with Drew's
logic. Adam's eyes shifted from one to the other. Max smiled triumphantly
while Drew looked stunned.

"What does that have to do with anything?"

Drew and Max traded frowns. He took hold of Max's wrist again and walked
forward shaking his head. "Oh Dad..."

"What?" he stopped in his tracks.

But they kept walking and as Adam watched them move away, he grinned. Drew
really did have a big brother.




Max was impressed with the speed at which Adam set up the first tent. He
moved to pile rocks in a circle and Drew watched as Max put some firewood
inside. Drew watched everything Max did. As soon as Max put on his baseball
cap, Drew took his out and put it on too. It was the same cap Max gave him
all those months ago. If Max took up logs, Drew would pick up one and walk
alongside the big boy. When Max went back to the truck Drew faithfully
followed him.

Adam watched as Max stuck out his hand and Drew took it without a word as
they walked away.

While they were gone he finished setting up the camp. Long minutes later he
heard them approach and he turned to see Drew sitting on Max's shoulders as
the teenager carried the rest of the food down.

"Anything left to get?"

Max shook his head. "No, we got it all" By `we' he meant him because Drew
was not only sitting on Max's shoulders but eating a bag of chips. Adam
reached for the gear and he playfully opened his mouth and bit Drew on his
knee. Drew giggled and pushed against his Dad's head with his small
hands. Max reached up with a free hand and took hold of Drew's ankle,
making sure he didn't fall off.

When the supplies were put away they walked down to the lake and started
fishing. Max was pretty skilled and Drew instantly considered him an expert
on all things aquatic. Adam caught the first and biggest fish and Drew
looked on as Max reached into the fish's mouth and pulled out the hook
without fear. He held it up for Drew's inspection and asked if he wanted to
hold it. Drew laughed as the slippery fish was put in his arms. He carried
it over to the cooler and went back to sit next to Max.

Drew caught two fish and both Max and Adam made a big deal out of it. Max
told him it was a rare fish and he was lucky to catch it at all. Adam
listened with interest as Max effortlessly wove a story on the spot for
Drew. The kid was good Adam had to admit. He had seen Max think on his feet
before. The boy had a real gift and he spoke with such conviction that Adam
half believed him himself.

After they packed the fishing poles up Max started to take off his
shoes. Drew came over quickly and took his off too.

"You gonna swim with me little brother?"

Drew nodded his head, not knowing until that moment that Max was going to
swim. The teenager stood up and pulled off his shirt and Drew's eyes ran
over the eagle tattoo on his chest as he pulled his own over his head. Max
unbuttoned his jean shorts and let them drop. He stepped out of them
wearing only his black underwear. Drew did the same and followed Max to the
edge. The teenager looked back and took Drew by the hand and led him into
the water.

Adam was about to say something but before he could Max said, "Don't worry
bro I've got you" He watched as Max lifted Drew up and carried him the rest
of the way in. Max dropped down until they were both neck deep in cool
water. Drew looked back and grinned at his Dad.

Drew wasn't the best swimmer and Adam watched apprehensively as the two
boys began to play.

He picked up the cooler and fishing poles, keeping one eye on them at all
times. As Max pulled away and dunked his head under the water, Drew swam in
place waiting for him to surface and as soon as he did, Drew moved in and
Max put his arms around him again.

"I don't swim so good Max" Drew admitted awkwardly. Max just grinned at
him.

"Don't worry about it buddy, I do" Max said, hugging Drew tight. "Did I
ever tell you about the time a shark tried to bite me?"

`Oh, here we go!' Adam thought. "Hey, I'm gonna take the gear back. You two
alright?"

Max waved to him. "I've got him"

Drew looked over and said "I know how to swim Dad!" defiance in his voice.

Adam knew Drew wanted to be more grown up than he really was. "I know Drew,
but you might have to pull Max back if something happens to him. Can you do
that?"

Drew spun his head around, startled at the idea. His eyes spoke volumes to
Max and Max couldn't help but laugh.

"Don't worry little buddy, I can take care of myself"

Drew was relieved beyond words. The idea of having to swim on his own was
frightening enough, but having to save Max too was something that never
occurred to him. What if something did happen? Drew looked over to his
Dad. Nothing ever happens to him. He can do anything. He looked at Max with
suspicion.

"Are you sure?"

Max nodded his head. "Yeah dude! We're cool. I've got you!" But when Drew's
look didn't change Max lifted up one arm and made a big muscle. "See that?"
Drew nodded. "I'm the safest..." he stopped and looked at Adam. "...the
`second' safest perSon you could be with"

Adam laughed at the exchange and waved goodbye; Drew looking far less
confidant than he was moments ago. "Oh Yeah! Who's your Daddy?" Adam asked
to himself with a grin.




Adam was gone about ten minutes. When he came back Max was throwing Drew
into the air and diving under the water to bring him back up. Adam watched
them for a few minutes enjoying their play. He pulled off his shirt and
kicked off his shoes. He had put on his bathing suit when he went back to
camp. It was a pair of baggy shorts, dark green and came almost to his
knees, with pockets on the side made out of fabric that dried quickly when
out of the water. Adam waded out and then quietly dove in. He swam
underwater and searched for the boys. He saw Max's legs and heard the
teenager cry out as he grabbed his calf.

Adam broke the surface with a grin. "Tell me about that shark" he said
sarcastically. Max grinned back and splashed him in the face. Drew joined
in and soon the three were wrestling in the water.

Adam lifted Max clear out of the lake and threw him in the air. Drew
followed with his eyes as Max sailed away, landing several feet
distant. The teenager quickly recovered and came back like a missile
underwater but Adam grabbed him and hauled him out. He put one big arm
around the boy and squeezed him hard. The air forced its way out of Max's
lungs as he pushed against the man's big chest to get away.

Drew was cradled in his Father's other arm and he laughed as the two of
them wrestled in front of him. Max used both his arms and legs but Adam
used only one arm, while holding Drew away from the battle with the other.

Adam was winning.

Finally in defeat Max gave up and let Adam pull him in. Drew's arm wrapped
itself around Max's neck and Adam's arm moved down to hug Max by the
waist. He put an arm around the man's broad shoulders and the other around
Drew. Adam leaned in and kissed Drew's face and before Max could react, he
kissed the teenager's forehead.

"That man was right; I do have some fine boys"

Max grinned at both of them and his leg snaked around Adam's. Adam pulled
him tight, his large bicep flaring against Max's back and Max felt his cock
press into Adam's. He could feel the thick shaft push against his and Max
remembered the way Drew had licked and sucked on it. Sex with a loved one
seemed to be normal for both of them and for the first time in his life,
Max felt a strong desire for another man.

Adam looked at him the way he did Drew, if only for a moment, and it made
Max feel like he was part of the family. Maybe that's why he didn't tell
Adam about being outside the window the night he caught Drew giving him
head. Max didn't want this to end. He hugged them both and Adam's arm
squeezed tighter.

He has to feel it, Max thought as his dick pressed against Adam's. But the
muscled man didn't move away or let Max go for that matter. He held the boy
tight and smiled as he teased both of them about how easy it was to
surprise Max.

"I was busy keeping Drew safe from sea snakes!" Max countered as his dick
began to grow pressed against Adam's big shaft. Adam didn't point out that
they were in a lake and Drew didn't seem to realize the fact for
himself. He just loved being with both of them. Max couldn't help it; he
felt his cock throb.

He has to feel that, he thought, but Drew turned and pointed out something
making Adam look over.

Max thought he would use the opportunity to let him go, but instead he felt
the man's brawny arm pull him closer and move his hips enough so his big
prick moved against Max's growing cock. The man's strong fingers worked at
the flesh of Max's waist while his thumb rubbed at the teenager's side.

He does feel it, Max knew. And as if to confirm what he knew, he felt
Adam's big dick throb back in response. Whatever barrier existed between
them seemed to fall away. Drew was oblivious to what was happening below
the surface and Max couldn't believe how completely in control Adam always
was. He acted as if nothing happened while Max knew his own face was flush
with blood.

Max ran his foot across the man's thick calf muscle. He pulled in and
pressed himself right against Adam's groin, no longer pretending that
nothing was happening between them. Adam's dick jumped and grew against his
and Max felt the man's strong hand grip at his side in silent
communication. Adam turned to him and his eyes bore into Max, a soft smile
creasing his handsome face. Max's hand ran up Adam's back and he felt Adam
move his hand down and squeeze his ass. He pulled Max into him and thrust
his hips against the teenager firmly. Max could feel every thick inch of
Adam's massive prick against him and the man's eyes seemed to ask if he
liked it. Max almost nodded his head in response but Drew looked back at
them.

Drew talked to them about the lake and what kind of fish lived there. Max
expertly whipped up a story about it and Adam grinned at him as he pulled
Drew deeper and deeper into his tale, all the while feeling the horse dick
between Adam's legs thicken up and rub itself against him. Max had a strong
desire to reach under the water and free the huge beast between Adam's legs
but had to settle for what he had. Adam, meanwhile, continued to squeeze
Max's firm ass with his strong hand, rubbing the flesh with his palm and
then working it with his fingers. Max didn't know where all this would go,
but he didn't want it to stop either.

Drew wasn't done. He still wanted to play so Adam tossed him up with one
arm, caught him by the butt and threw him in the air.  Drew soared high
above them and Adam laughed as Drew screamed.

Adam told Max to go get his little brother. Max swam away and dove under
water, his cock hard as steel.

Drew popped up and splashed at his Dad. Max swam from below and lifted him
up and threw him again. As he cried out for the second time, Adam turned
Max and took hold of him by the waist and tossed him in the air too. Drew
didn't see Max's hard cock because he was busy holding his breath
underwater. When he came up there was nothing but a big splash that used to
be Max, right beside him.

When he came up, Max grabbed for Drew, and as soon as the little boy took
hold of his neck, they started to swim away from Adam with all the speed
they could muster. Adam gave them a head start before diving under water in
pursuit.

He kicked out with his powerful legs, his thick cock throbbing between his
thighs. Max had him raging inside his bathing suit and he began to think of
Drew, wondering if Max wanted more than just a little brother to look
after. He already knew Drew would love to be with the teenager. He told him
about how Max had climbed in his window and held him in bed when he was
injured. At first Adam didn't think anything of it; especially after Max
agreed to help him find Drew. But after watching Max fuck the little girl
and get sucked off by the other boy, Adam began to think Max was like
him. Maybe Max could be part of the family the way Adam wanted him to
be. Maybe he could express himself through physical contact too. This came
so naturally to both Adam and Drew. He loved Drew too much to ever say no
to him and sex only brought them closer together. He knew of no Father that
was more in touch with his Son than he was with Drew. The boy loved him so
much and Adam was only too happy to be as intimate with the child as he
would let him.

But now Max was in the picture and it didn't look like he intended to leave
anytime soon. Adam reached the two of them and grabbed Max by the ankle,
yanking him back. He took hold of them both by the waist as he hauled them
out of the water like some great Titan. He made sure to drop Max just
enough so the teenager's waist was below the surface. Ne need to give Drew
more than he could handle Adam thought. Drew laughed loudly and Adam let
him go when they were closer to the beach. As the small boy crawled out of
the water as fast as he could, Adam reached down and gripped Max by the ass
again, giving him a hard squeeze.

Max turned, his eyes gleaming. "Told you there were sea snakes" he grinned.




It was night and the sky was clear, filled with stars. Adam had built up a
fire after he let Drew start it with an automatic lighter. His arm was
wrapped around Drew protectively as the boy leaned down to touch the doused
logs with the flame; ready to pull him away the instant anything went
wrong. This didn't go unnoticed by Max who watched intently as the man
wrapped his strong body protectively around the little boy.

It was incredible. Drew would have to be blind not to see how much Adam
loved him. He seemed oblivious however and Max thought how lucky he was not
to know the difference. To Drew, every father acted like this, and Max had
no intention of telling him otherwise. He wondered when Drew would see it
for himself.

Maybe he never would.

Drew was the most innocent child Max had ever seen. He watched as the boy
climbed over his Dad during the evening. Adam didn't seem to even notice
when Drew scrambled up on his back or hugged one of his thighs. Like Drew,
Adam was used to it and barely gave it notice, even when Drew squeezed one
of his biceps and grinned at Max at his Father's strength. Max smiled back
and made a big muscle with his own arm and Drew quickly came over to feel
it as well.

As Adam moved around Max couldn't stop glancing between the man's strong
legs. He already knew his had a big dick when he watched Drew suck on it,
but feeling it up close himself was incredible.

Every time Drew was close to Adam, Max felt his cock throb. He kept seeing
the little boy kneeling between his Dad's legs and nursing on his heavy
dick. The fact that Adam always sported such a large bulge didn't help
matters any. Now Max knew why.

When they settled down and Max began to tell a story to Drew about a killer
in the woods, Adam watched his Son crawl away from him and into Max's
arms. Max wrapped him up and hugged him to his body as the story reached
its climax; Drew holding on for dear life. Adam watched the two of them as
Drew rested against Max's chest, his eyes looking out into the dark
woods. Adam smiled at the way his Son took so completely to Max.

One frightening story later, about an escaped mutant with an ax, it was
time for bed. Adam began to clean up the campsite and told Drew to get his
pajamas on. Drew took Max by the hand and made him come along as he
searched for his clothes. Max turned on his flashlight and together they
found what Drew wanted to wear. He had a pair of flannel pajamas and Max
had to stand nearby as Drew changed, in case the killer chose that exact
moment to strike.

When he was done, Max unfolded the boy's sleeping bag and watched as he
crawled inside. Drew immediately protested as Max began to leave.

"MAX!!"

Max looked over to Adam. "You started it, now you have to deal with it!" he
grinned and pointed to the tent. "Go sleep with him!"

Max looked at the other tent. It still wasn't built. He stayed in the
doorway and gave Adam a confused look. Adam came over when he realized the
problem. He pointed to the unused tent.

"One year Drew broke our tent, swinging from the poles" Adam said.

Drew quickly yelled, "I was escaping a snake DAD!"

Adam rolled his eyes. "It was a bloodworm" He waved at the folded tent. "I
tried to fix it but the poles didn't hold and Drew didn't want to sleep
outside. Ever since, I bring a spare just in case"

Max looked back at Drew who was grinning.

"We sleep together Max" Adam finished. "Is that okay?"

Max couldn't help but glance between Adam's legs at the heavy mound he
sported. He looked back at Drew. "Yeah, that's fine" Drew sat up and held
out his hand to Max.

Adam reached up and ran his hand through Max's thick black hair. He
squeezed him by the back of the neck. "Get some sleep Son" He stood up and
moved away but called out, "Drew kicks!"

"No I don't!" Drew called back.

"Yes you do!" Adam retorted.

Max moved inside as Drew was about to say something else to his Dad, but
stopped when he watched Max take off his shirt. Max unbuttoned his jeans
and slipped them off. Drew opened his sleeping bag for him.

"Oh I don't know little buddy. It might be too small for both of us"

Drew shook his head. "I sleep in this with my Dad all the time" And Max
believed him completely.

He wondered if Drew wore any clothes when he slept with his Dad. Maybe his
Father's tee shirt, he thought, remembering how Drew always liked to wear
his.

Max knew the bag would hold them both but he didn't know what Adam would
say if he found them together, but after what happened at the lake he
wasn't too worried. He crawled inside and Drew immediately wrapped his arms
around his chest. Max put Drew on the side by the zipper and hugged him
tight. Drew said good night and thanked Max for the great day. Max fell off
to sleep listening to the sounds of Adam moving through the camp and Drew's
warm body pressed against him.




Adam came in to find both boys out. He knew Drew would sleep through an
earthquake but Max was another story. He was careful not to wake either of
them. He pulled off his shirt and quietly took off his jeans. He zippered
up the tent and got inside his sleeping bag. He didn't zip it up though.

It faced theirs and he knew eventually his Son would find his way
inside. He looked over to Max sleeping peacefully. He sat up on one elbow
and watched both boys breathing deeply, Drew's small arms clinging to Max's
bare chest. The older boy was handsome and his face showed none of the
trouble his waking state displayed. Adam thought about the lake and the way
Max got hard against him. His dick immediately thickened at the thought and
he raised his leg up slightly so it could grow.

Drew loved Max, Adam was sure of it. And for the first time Adam actually
thought of letting someone other than himself have sex with the boy. He
remembered Max back at Angervoe's mansion. His mind flashed to an image of
both Drew and Max naked and kissing him at the same time. Adam's dick raged
in his shorts and tented in the cotton fabric. He looked at Max's full lips
and wondered how much of his cock the teenager could get inside. Far more
than Drew he bet. And his Son...could he take Max? Was Max small enough for
Drew?

Adam's dick was fully hard now and sticking up out of his shorts. He didn't
stroke it or touch it in anyway. He didn't have too. He was used to getting
hard around his Son. He leaned over and kissed the back of Drew's head, the
boy's scent filling his lungs. Neither one of them stirred. Adam carefully
reached out a hand and ran it through Max's thick black hair. The boy took
in a deep breath but didn't wake. He's getting used to my touch, he thought
as the boy slept. He leaned over and kissed Max on the forehead tenderly
and felt his big dick jump between his legs when he made contact.

Adam couldn't help himself; he leaned down and kissed Max softly on the
lips. This took things a little too far he knew and Max opened his eyes
slowly and looked right at him. He smiled at the boy.

"Didn't mean to wake you Son. Go back to sleep" Adam ran his hand down the
side of Max's face and watched as the boy's eyelids came back down. Adam
lowered himself until he was up against Drew's back and snaked his arm into
their sleeping bag. He found Max's waist and wrapped his arm around them
both. He leaned down and buried his nose into Drew's soft hair, breathing
the boy in with every breath.




Adam woke with Drew's hand on his cock. He didn't know what time it was but
it was still dark outside. Drew had turned in his sleep and faced him now,
his small hands wrapped securely around Adam's big stick. Drew's fingers
gripped and pulled at him and Adam instinctively spread apart his legs for
his Son. He was on his back with one arm extended to the right. Drew was
snuggled against him and for a moment Adam forgot they weren't alone.

Max had his head resting against Adam's bicep, still asleep. Adam looked
down and although it was pretty dark, he didn't need light to see that Drew
was going to blow him soon. Adam reached up with his other hand and stopped
Drew. His Son looked up and propped himself on his Dad's chest.

"Max is here Drew" Adam said as softly as he could.

Drew looked at Max sleeping beside them and then back at his Dad with a
frown.

Adam motioned for him to be quiet. He put one hand on Drew's and started to
stroke his shaft with it. "You really like him don't you?"

Drew nodded his head to Adam's question.

"I like him too"

Drew settled back down, resting his head on his Dad's chest and started to
pump his big prick with both hands. Adam swelled up at his touch and let
his head fall back as he thickened with pleasure.

He turned to Max to see him still asleep, resting on his arm. He watched
him carefully as Drew's fingers pulled and tugged at his hard cock. He felt
Drew's dick press against his side. His Son, as usual, was ready to go;
sporting a small rod of steel between his little legs.

Minutes past and Adam began to lift up his hips as Drew tugged on him,
meeting the boy's grip and thrusting himself between his hands. The eager
boy was exploring every inch of his immense prick and Adam was only too
happy to let him. He loved the way Drew squeezed his shaft with his soft
fingers, testing the hardness of his flesh as if he couldn't believe his
own hands. It seemed like every time his Son touched him was like the first
time. Drew was so captivated by the size of his dick and how it throbbed in
his grasp that Adam would have a hard getting the boy's attention. And as
usual Adam's big dick seemed to have a mind of its own.

A large block of time had passed when Adam looked over to Max...and Max
looked back.

Adam wasn't sure what the teenager would do. Drew was in his own world as
he usually was and had no idea Max was awake. Adam's hand gripped Max by
the shoulder and he rubbed his fingers into his flesh. Even in the darkness
there was enough moonlight coming through for Max to see what Drew was
doing. Even if there wasn't, Adam had no intention of keeping it from
him. He wanted Max to see it. He reached down and pulled back the sleeping
bag flap and gave Max a soft smile.

Max lifted up and looked over Drew's body to see his small hands wrapped
around the massive shaft between his Dad's legs. He felt his own prick push
at the fabric of his shorts as it grew at a fast rate. Max pulled them down
and saw Adam watching as his cock came into view. Max reached down and
began to stroke himself while Drew did the same to his Father.

After a long minute, Max kissed Drew on the back of the head. The boy was
so involved with his Dad he didn't even look up. He leaned in and kissed
Adam on the lips. His cock pulsed as Adam kissed him back. He moaned a
little and pushed out his tongue and he was instantly taken inside with no
resistance. He felt Adam suck on it, a big arm pulling him in.

When they broke away Adam looked down at Drew. "Hey buddy, you like that?"
Drew did look up now and Adam smiled at him. When he looked over to Max
Drew turned his head to see the teenager looking back.

"Hi Max" he said.

"Hey kid" Max grinned. "Got your hands full I see"

Drew blushed but it was hard to tell in the dimly lit tent.

"Why don't you give Max some of your attention" Adam said to Drew. And he
was only too happy to comply. He turned around and reached for Max's hard
dick and Max lifted up his leg to give him room.

They both watched Drew explore the hard shaft between Max's legs. Adam sat
up on his elbow and looked over Drew's shoulder as his Son tugged and
pulled at the teenaged cock. He reached over and ran his hand down Max's
side, cupping the boy's ass as he did. Max leaned over and kissed him, and
as he sucked the teenager inside, he pushed his own tongue back at him.

Max's hand was rubbing Drew's back and he moved forward, pushing his cock
through the kid's fingers.

Drew tilted his head back and watched Max kiss his Dad. There was no way he
wouldn't be part of this. He released Max, sat up, and kissed both of them
as their tongues rubbed together. His Dad pulled off first and smiled at
him. He leaned in and kissed Drew who sucked the large tongue that thrust
its way into his mouth. Max took him by the back of the head and pulled him
off his Dad, replacing the man's big tongue with his own. Drew moaned as
Max kissed him for the very first time. Adam stroked his blonde hair as he
watched.

"That's it baby" he said gently to Drew. He leaned down and kissed at
Drew's small neck. He began to remove Drew's clothes and Max didn't
hesitate to help; and soon all three were fully naked and hard as rocks.

Adam moved Drew on his back and kissed him. Max took the next turn,
pressing his lips to Drew's for a long moment. Both of them were on their
sides facing Drew and began to kiss not only the boy's mouth but his neck
and shoulders as well. Adam reached over and took hold of Max's dick and
twisted his hand around the solid shaft.

Max responded by moaning into Drew's mouth and pushing his hips forward. He
returned the favor and took Drew's other hand and led it to his Dad's big
dick. Drew's fingers wrapped around the familiar shaft and Max made him
squeeze it with a tight clench. The teenager broke the kiss and looked down
at Drew's hand.

"Play with it for me bro" he told Drew. Drew's small hand stroked Adam's
horse dick and Adam looked at Max.

"You sure? I get this all the time" he confessed.

Max replied. "I just want to watch him touch you. His hand is so small and
you're so damn big"

Adam grinned as Drew pulled at his heavy pecker. He lifted up his leg and
rested his hand against it as Max enjoyed the show. It didn't take long for
Adam to swell up to his full thickness.

"Jesus that's a big dick!" Max said. Adam grunted proudly in agreement.

"You're pretty big yourself Max. Drew's gonna love you" he looked for Max's
reaction and then added, "If that's what you want?"

Max understood what he meant. "He can have it as much as he wants!" He
couldn't take his eyes off of the beautiful sight of Drew feeling up his
Dad.

Drew grabbed it by the middle of the shaft and began to slap the heavy meat
down against the palm of his other hand and then he twisted it around his
Father's cock, squeezing it hard. Adam's dick throbbed happily in the
child's grip while Max looked on in awe.

"Harder Drew" Adam said simply; and Drew's fingers dug deeply into the hard
flesh with all their strength, but Adam only laughed, his fat cock swelling
up in response. Drew's fingers ran across the surface, trying to get to
every thick inch while Max stroked himself at the sight.

"That's it Drew" Max encouraged him. And Drew did his best, struggling with
the massive prick in his hands while Adam grinned down at him.

"Too much for you little guy?" he teased Drew and watched in amusement as
the boy attempted to tug at his big dick with both hands. It simply swelled
larger and pushed the kid's fingers apart for all his effort. Drew glanced
up at him with some frustration. They had played this game so many times
that Adam lost count, but Drew behaved as if one day he might actually
win. He loved feeling his Son's hands grope him impatiently. Drew wanted it
so much, but Adam was just too big for him.

No matter how he tried, or how he gripped it, his Daddy's cock really was
too much to handle.

Drew's hand moved down to the base of his cock. It was almost too heavy for
Drew to hold up with just one hand, but he wasn't about to give up, not
that Adam or Max for that matter, would let him.

Adam rocked his hips a little, making Drew's fight slightly harder.

"Yeah" Max moaned out quietly, loving the hard time Drew was having. Adam
looked up at Max when he heard this.

"Wanna give him a hand?"

Max hesitated but Drew looked back hopefully. "He's really big" he said,
stating the obvious.

"Go ahead Son, I don't mind" Adam nodded to Max.

Adam called him Son again. He looked into the man's dark eyes. They looked
at him the same way they looked at Drew. Max melted on the spot and he felt
like a little boy again. He reached out with one hand and wrapped it around
Adam's big dick.

"That a boy" Adam encouraged him, spreading his legs apart a little more
for both of them.

Adam's dick was hard as a rock in Max's hand. The hot flesh throbbed
against his fingers as he gripped it tight and he had a new appreciation
for Drew's labors. The little boy all but forgot everything else in the
tent; he was so focused on his Dad's big dick. Max glanced up to see Adam
just watching with a smile. He was the most complete man Max had ever met
in his life. He squeezed the fat shaft tightly but Adam only grinned more.

"Take your time. I'm not going anywhere" Adam challenged them.

Max moved his hand down to Adam's heavy nuts and lifted them up, testing
their weight. They were just as impressive as the rest of him and Max
couldn't help but wonder how Drew took on this massive man, on a regular
basis. No wonder Adam pulls Drew's head away when he comes, Max thought.

Max and Drew tugged at Adam's hard cock for a long time while he told them
both how much he liked it.

"That's my boys"

Drew's fingers worked around his engorged head while Max pumped at the
shaft.

"He's big isn't he Max?" Drew said, more of a statement than a question.

Max nodded. "He's a horse" He reached down and hefted up Adam's large balls
and rolled them around in his hand. "And a bull" he added. Adam leaned in
and kissed at his lips then did the same to Drew.

Adam watched for long minutes. He realized this was new for Max and he
wanted him to be as relaxed as possible. He took turns kissing them as they
explored his heavy cock, making sure to pay equal attention to both his
eager young men.

"That feels great boys" he told them, Max tugging at his shaft while Drew
squeezed the big head.

Max looked up. "Do whatever you want Son" Adam told him. As Max felt his
dick, he realized something about him; he never had a family. No one
probably ever spent time with him, certainly not affectionately. The boy's
cock raged without being touched. Adam could see it throb as the handsome
teen gripped him. Max was more worked up than even Drew and Adam wanted to
pull him in, just a little more.

"I've got the best boys in the whole world" He reached down and put his
hand over Max's and made him squeeze his dick tight. "Go ahead Son, you
can't hurt me" Max squeezed hard on the thick shaft. He smiled at
Max. "See?" Max began to pull and grip his big dick forcefully. Adam
couldn't remember when he was so content. His massive cock throbbed and
bounced in the air as they attacked it obsessively, more than ready to met
the new challenge.

After several minutes went by, Adam wanted more. He looked at Drew, "You
ready to suck on it for me?" Drew nodded and sat up while Adam looked at
Max. "You alright with that?" he asked him.

"You kidding me?" he said with a grin.

Adam turned a small electric lantern on, casting the tent in a warm
glow. He moved up to his knees and took Drew by the back of the head. "Suck
on it baby" he said gently.

Drew opened his mouth and Adam sunk his big dick inside. Max got up and
knelt beside Drew to get a better view. "Suck him Drew"

Adam ran his hand through Max's hair as Drew sucked on the head of his
dick. "He's a little too small to get much in" he explained. But like him,
Max didn't care.

"It's incredible" Max said at the sight. Adam reached out for him and put
one arm around his shoulder's and kissed his mouth. Max sucked deeply on
the man's tongue and ran a hand up his back and across his hairy chest,
feeling his strong body for the first time.

Adam held Max by the neck as they kissed and kept the boy against his
mouth. When he pulled back, he looked down at Drew for a moment and said,
"I love him Max. That's why we do this"

Max watched as Drew held on to Adam's thick shaft with both hands. His
mouth was way too small to take the full head of his Dad's cock inside, but
it didn't seem to slow him down any. He was moaning happily as his lips
slid across the silky head of his Father's big dick.

"It's a Father/Son thing" Adam continued as Max watched Drew
hypnotically. This statement seemed to draw Drew out of his trance.

"You mean Max too, right Dad?"

Adam looked at the handsome teenager with raised eyebrows. "Is that what
you want?"

Max's eyes went from Drew, still holding his Dad's huge prick, to Adam's
face. He nodded.

Adam pulled Max against him and sunk his tongue as far into his mouth as he
could. He felt the boy hug him as tight as he could and moan against his
body as they kissed. Adam took Max's hand and put it on the back of Drew's
head. They both looked down.

"Welcome to the family"

Max smiled at Adam. "Thanks" he pushed gently against Drew's head to help
him suck Adam's big dick, but it was no use. When he looked up at Adam he
was about to ask what he wanted him to do, but the man's eyes told Max
everything he needed to know. It wasn't about getting more of his cock in
the boy's mouth; it was simply about doing it together...all three of
them. Max worked his fingers into Drew's soft blonde hair and he held him
steady as the boy continued to nurse on his Father's large dick.

Adam nodded, happy Max understood. "That's it Son" He ran his hand down
Max's back and caressed his firm ass. Max leaned in and opened his mouth
and Adam stuck his tongue out for him to suck. He joined Max's hand on the
back of Drew's head and laced his fingers in the blonde hair.

Drew's hands gripped hard at his shaft, having both of them touch him at
the same time must be overwhelming to him, Adam thought.

He broke the kiss and said, "Suck me baby. Suck your Daddy" Max's fingers
ran across his in Drew's hair.

"Do it Drew" Max added.

Drew worked extra hard after hearing Max. He was doing his best to show off
his skills. He pulled as hard as he could, and tried to stuff his Dad's
cock into his mouth; but even fueled by Max's words; Drew was still just a
little boy. Max's hand pushed at his head while his Dad's fingers gently
pulled at his hair. He knew his Dad would stay hard a long time, but this
was the first time Drew had been with anyone besides him and he wanted Max
to see how mature he was. He pushed his lips as far down as possible and
almost reached the rim of his Dad's cockhead. He looked up a little
frustrated.

"I bet you can do better"

Max uneasily glanced at Adam.

"It's up to you Son" Adam said, his hand rubbing Max's lower back.

"Is it okay?"

 "I'd love it Max"

Max was moving before he even realized it. He sat down next to Drew and
Adam gently pulled his wet pecker out of his Son's mouth and offered it to
him. He took the head of the big dick inside and his mouth immediately
watered at the taste. Max heard himself moan.

"Wow" Drew said, his eyes glued to Max. Max sucked hard on the beefy prick
and he felt the man's big hand run across his head affectionately. He saw
Adam push Drew forward and the boy began to lick at the rest of the lengthy
shaft with his small tongue. There was clearly enough for everyone.

"That feels so good boys" Adam said to them.

Max engulfed more of his dick. It pushed against the back of his throat. He
stopped there, not having any experience in sucking cock and Adam didn't
force him. It felt like a good three inches of the shaft was in his mouth
and he could move his lips down to get more if he wanted. He sucked it for
a long minute, loving the way the silky flesh felt on his tongue.  It
seemed even larger up close, if that were possible.

Adam gave Max a few minutes and then gently tugged it out of his mouth. He
shifted his hand to the left and offered it to Drew. The small boy did his
best to mimic Max but there was no way he could take as much. But this
wasn't a competition, it was about pleasure, and Adam praised Drew for his
efforts. "That's my boy" he said. "That's Daddy's boy"

Max now had a close up view of Drew, and he had to give credit where credit
was due. The boy was good; or at the very least, eager to blow his Dad. Max
felt Adam's hand pull him in and he didn't have to look up to understand
what to do. He stretched out his tongue and started to lap at the throbbing
shaft. It was relatively untouched due to Drew's small stature and his
mouth filled up with the incredible flavor of Adam's raging prick. It took
only moments for Max to lick at the whole surface of Adam's beastly baby
maker. It now shined with his spit and he turned to see Drew watching him,
his own mouth open to the limit. He smiled at him and sucked the side of
Adam's shaft while Drew worked the head. He stretched out his tongue and
wrapped it around the other side as the boy continued to blow his Dad.

Adam watched them both proudly as they worked him over, each with their own
skills and talents.

He put his hand on Drew's forehead and held him in place as he carefully
pulled his dick away. As usual, there was a small struggle as Drew
protested at the loss, but Adam knew how to distract his Son. He smiled
down at the boy and Drew watched as Max took the head fully in his
mouth. Drew's eyes sparkled as he watched the older boy and when he looked
back up at his Dad, Adam winked at him. The difference in Max's mouth and
Drew's was almost too much for Adam to keep up with. Max gave him so much
stimulation all at once and he knew if this was going to continue he was
going to have to change his game plan some. It wasn't that Max was so good,
but Adam wasn't used to getting so much of his big dick sucked on and of
course there was the added factor of having a three-way...his Son's
first. Adam wasn't gonna last long at this rate. After a minute he pushed
Max away.

"Come up here Son" Adam said to him. Max got up on his knees in front of
the man and Adam pulled him in by the back of his head, kissing him
deeply. As he took away his tongue he looked down at Drew. "Suck on him
angel"

Max took hold of his dick and smiled at Drew. Drew's lips wrapped around
the hard cock and electricity flowed from them, across Max's big dick and
up his spine. Adam's arm held him tight and Max leaned against it for
support. His knees trembled as Drew's mouth took the whole head of his cock
inside.

"Oh yeah" Adam said as he saw the same thing Max did. Max didn't understand
what a milestone this was for Drew and as happy as Adam was to see it
firsthand, his big cock raged angrily. Adam felt himself push out his hips
and he realized he was about to push Max out of the way before he stopped
himself. This is about Drew and Max, not me, he said to himself as he
stroked his big cock, trying to calm himself down.  "That's my boy" he
praised him. Adam watched carefully. Drew didn't have nearly as much
trouble blowing Max. It was something he didn't think he would see for a
long time. Drew was really giving Max head. His Son sucked deeply on the
rugged teenager and began to twist his head around. The boy sucked Max like
a pro. All the time he spent with Adam really paid off and Adam had
newfound respect for Drew's hunger.

"Good boy" Adam said to Drew. "Suck your big brother" When Adam kissed Max
the handsome teenager almost forced his tongue into the man's mouth. Adam
sucked on it hard and after a long moment he pulled away and held Max by
the hair; just out of reach.

"You like that?" he nodded down to Drew. Max moaned yes and tried to kiss
Adam again but Adam wouldn't let him. "Then tell him Son. Tell him you like
it"

Max looked down at Drew and ran his hand over the boy's head. "That feels
great Drew. Suck on it!" Drew looked up at him happily, a mouthful of Max
making his cheeks puff out. He pulled on Max's balls as his spit dripped
off the shaft.

"Jesus" he moaned to Adam.

"He won't stop" he told Max truthfully. "Drew likes nothing better than to
suck cock"

Max looked up in surprise. "Are you serious?"

"You have to take it from him, or make him cum first if you want him to
stop" He looked down at Drew. "He loves dick"

Max ran one hand through the boy's soft blonde hair and grinned. "You can
suck me as much as you want little brother"

Adam laughed and squeezed Max in his arm. "You say that now, but just wait"

"There's nothing I like more than having my dick sucked" Max admitted.

"Join the club" Adam replied. "But I'm telling you now, get him off or
you're in for a long night"

Max played with Drew's hair. "I'm not some inexperienced kid" he said to
Adam. "Eat me up little brother"

Max came in Drew's mouth not two minutes later.

Adam grinned as he held Max up by the shoulders. "How'd that work out for
you?" But Max couldn't talk just then.

His first blast hit the back of Drew's throat and as his ass clenched to
release again he found the boy's mouth suddenly gone. Adam had pulled him
away and the rest of Max's load splashed against his face and ran down his
skin. Drew swallowed what he could but he coughed at the intensity of Max's
orgasm and by the time he recovered enough to swallow more, Max was all but
done.

Adam let Drew's head move back to suck on Max again and as soon as his
mouth engulfed the boy's cock Max shuddered violently in his arm. "Easy
Son" he told Max. He knew Drew was sucking him as hard as he could. Adam
knew from experience what his Son would do. Max on the other hand had to
find out the hard way. He reached down and gently pushed Drew away. "Give
him a little time Son" he smiled at the boy. Drew sat back and began to
lick at the cum from his face and hands.

"God Damn!" Max moaned loudly as he felt his body weakened by Drew's
blowjob. He turned to see Adam grin at him.

"You might want to listen next time"

Max stared with big eyes and simply nodded.

Adam pointed down to his dick and Drew got the message loud and clear. Max
leaned into his side as he watched Drew work.

"Now pay attention" Adam said as he moved his big cock around his Son's
face. He pulled it out of Drew's mouth every so often and when Drew stuck
out his tongue to get it back, Adam would gently slap his dick on. He took
hold of Drew's jaw from underneath and guided him back to his cockhead,
letting him suck on it for a while before he took it away again. He turned
to Max.

"Stay in control of him or he'll suck you dry"

Max watched Adam expertly direct Drew's actions. He let the boy use his
hands only so much before making him take them away. This was Max's first
mistake. Drew's fingers would inch back up his Father's hairy thighs until
they reached out to stroke the fat shaft. Adam let him go until the second
hand wrapped itself back around his cock, then he would softly tell Drew to
put his hands back down. Drew seemed in a daze as he nursed on his Father's
beefy cockhead and his spit dripped freely from his mouth.

"Damn" Max groaned as he watched the boy slobber across the pulsing prick.

Adam stayed in control the whole time while Drew followed obediently. It
wasn't so much that Drew didn't get what he wanted but Adam gave it to him
at different times than expected, hence keeping Drew slightly confused and
breaking his concentration every so often. Through all this, the boy stayed
enthralled by the big horse dick between his Dad's strong legs. Max
realized it didn't matter to Drew what he was made to do, as long as he
could do it. He just wanted his Dad's dick, plain and simple.

"See that?" Adam asked Max softly as Drew moaned around his swollen
head. "See how he sucks on it now? Nice and steady, and most importantly;
calm"

Max nodded, wondering how many blowjobs it took before Adam achieved this
level of success with Drew. Long minutes past as Drew sucked and sucked on
his Dad's dick.

"This is the most incredible thing I've ever seen" Max admitted to Adam.

"Well I'm glad you're here Max. I really am"

Max glanced away but wrapped his arm snugly around Adam's waist.

"What about when you cum?" he remembered watching them back at the house.

"Same as I did to you" he explained to Max. "He's a little boy, not a
circus performer"

Max laughed but couldn't wait to see Drew take his Dad's heavy load.

"You ready angel?" Adam asked his Son. Drew didn't respond at first until
Adam touched his cheek.

"Losses track of time huh?" Max asked Adam, who nodded his head.

"I wasn't kidding when I said all day Max. Remind me to tell you about the
Super Bowl"

Adam made sure Drew was ready for him. He took hold of Drew's hair and
began to stroke his fat dick in his fist.

"Almost buddy" he groaned as he felt his balls clench up between his
legs. Adam growled and his massive prick erupted right in Drew's sucking
mouth. He felt it swell up to its full thickness and a heavy surge of cream
shot right up the shaft and flooded his Son's mouth. Drew's eyes watered
and Adam, like always, immediately pulled his dick away from the boy.

Max watched Drew swallow a mouthful of Adam's cum, but there was so much;
it ran down his chin in a small river of gleaming white fluid. Adam
continued to pump jets of cum against his Son's face while the boy did his
best to recover as quickly as possible.  Drew had his mouth open and by the
time the fourth wave came, Adam stuffed it back inside. Drew's eyes closed
and he swallowed quickly and Max could tell he was sucking harder than he
ever had before. Adam stopped stroking himself and let go of his dick,
letting Drew do the rest. He sucked deeply while Adam smoothed out his
blonde hair with one hand Adam grinned at Max. "Control"




The trip passed too quickly for everyone. Max had the time of his life and
Drew stuck to him more than ever before. They fished and swam everyday and
Adam cooked for them at night. Drew never did or said anything to give away
his relationship with Max, which relieved him to no end. Adam assured him
Drew knew better but Max was apprehensive.

They had sex every night of the trip. Drew initiated it each time and Adam
shrugged whenever Max looked his way.

"I told you" he said simply.

The second night, Adam went first. After he came Drew moved to Max, who did
much better than before. Having Drew worn out from sucking on his Dad made
a big difference. Max followed Adam's advice to the letter and did whatever
the man said to make himself last longer. When they were both finished they
laid Drew between them and ran their hands all over his body. Adam sucked
on Drew, just like he did the first night, until his Son shook from his
orgasm. Drew slept so deeply that Adam had to wake him up by shaking him
the next morning.

The third night had Adam laying between them as Drew snuggled on one side
and Max on the other.

Max kissed at Adam for a long time after Drew was once more unconscious
from his orgasm. Max stroked Adam's thick cock with one hand while they
kissed until he brought the big man off. Adam's cum flew in the air and
landed on his chest, stomach and of course all over Max's hand. Max knelt
up and stroked himself over Adam, adding his own cream to the man's wet
body.

Adam wrapped his arm around the teenager and they fell asleep alongside
Drew.

By the time the trip was over, the three of them had become a tight group,
never far from one another.




His name was Gunter Sidow. He sat in the interrogation room with Agent
Speets, his hands in front of him. Two large police officers stood just
behind the big man as the FBI agent looked over his file.

Miss Benet and Adam watched from behind one way glass as the interrogation
took place.

Gunter was the guard Adam had felled outside Drew's priSon. The guard never
saw his face and even if he did, he didn't see Adam now. Adam listened with
interest as Agent Speets brought Gunter up on the current charges.

"I don't like this" Adam said to Miss Benet. She nodded her head.

"I know Adam but this has to end, and this man is the last perSon alive
that dealt with your Son"

Adam had been called earlier when Gunter was released to FBI custody. Since
he wasn't a US citizen there was a big ball of red tape that had to be
untangled before the government could prosecute him. Adam was asked to
bring Drew down to identify the man in a line up. Adam didn't like it at
all, but had no idea how to get away from it. Gunter was unconscious when
Simon Angervoe was killed.

He saw nothing, but he could testify that someone jumped him, tied him up
and killed Angervoe.

Now whether or not the police believed him was another matter. Actually the
real question was did they care at all?

Gunter sat still as Agent Speets read off the charges to him.

"Mr. Sidow, we know that your employer was heavily involved in child
pornography and trafficking of minors. The mountain of evidence that we
found at the mansion testifies to that"

"I'm in none of those movies" Gunter protested. "I'm just a guard!"

Agent Speets took in a deep breath. "Well, Mr. Angervoe had so many movies;
we haven't had a chance to go through all of them. Most of the kids we're
filmed overseas and we may never see those children in the public light
because of that, but we've handed them over to the proper authorities and
with any luck they'll be identified" He thumbed through a folder and held
up a piece of paper. "You're big problem is that your employer is dead and
he left you holding the bag"

"I'm a guard and nothing else!" Gunter restated. "I want a lawyer!"

"You're not a US citizen Mr. Sidow. Your rights are what I say they are,
and until you answer all my questions you'll be lucky to get a glass of
water from me"

Gunter tensed up but both guards behind him stepped forward in warning and
he calmed back down.

"Well now, there is the matter of the dead child we found in the adjacent
room to yours"

Nicholas looked at the photographs of various children. "Not to mention the
young boy killed in the woods"

Gunter moved around his chair and one police officer put a hand on his
shoulder and squeezed. "I killed no one!"

"Why don't I believe you Mr. Sidow?" Nicholas said, looking over the paper
at Gunter. "Is it because you've been with Mr. Angervoe for fifteen years?
Is it your prior arrest record I had faxed to me from Germany?" He put down
the piece of paper and held up another. "Oh no!" he said as if he just
realized something. "It's because we found your DNA all over the dead boy
in the mansion" He turned the paper to Gunter. "See? That's you"

"NO!"

"Mr. Sidow, I don't care if you believe it or not. The only thing that
matters is that a jury will, and your home country has agreed to let us
prosecute you under our laws" He put the paper down and folded his hands in
front of him. "There is no question, at least in my mind, that you had sex
with that boy and probably several others in the decade and a half you
worked for that monster. And unlike the other kids that night, only your
DNA coupled with Mr.

Angervoe's was ever found on that particular boy. The big problem for you
is this boy" he tapped at the folder. "...is DEAD!"

Gunter sat back in the chair, recoiled from Agents Speets outburst.

"He had been dead for days, tied up to that bed for God knows how long"

"I wasn't the only one in the room! There was a man that knocked me out and
killed Mr.

Angervoe!"

Nicholas sighed. "So you say. Even if we believe you, and frankly I
couldn't care less than I do, there is no other DNA but yours and your
employer's on the dead boy. A boy who had been killed days before you're so
called assailant struck"

He raised his eyebrows. "You see the problem? You've given me a man you
can't identify, in a mansion full of people, all with questionable
intentions to say the least, and when everything falls away Mr. Sidow..."
he waved his arms in the air. "...the only one left...is you"

"NO! There was a man! He was with another! One of the performers!"

"Mr. Sidow" Agent Speets patiently said. "You had sex with a minor...a dead
minor and since the only other perSon who we can prove was there, is
currently no longer alive, we will hold you solely responsible." He leaned
in. "The only real question is, why did you kill him?"

Gunter was confused. Miss Benet stiffened up and Adam glanced over to her.

"You see..." Nicholas continued. "...your employer was a complete
monster. We have the films to prove it. Now if you...say killed the boy as
a mercy killing...to you know...put him out of his misery...well...that
would be a different crime indeed"

"What is he doing?" Miss Benet said to herself. Adam looked at her having
no idea what was going on.

"Your employer tortured that little boy for days. He raped and beat the boy
for his own pleasure for what, I'm sure, seemed like an eternity to that
poor child. So if you killed him so all that would end, then now's the time
to speak up"

"I killed no one!"

Nicholas sighed. "Mr. Sidow, as I've said, it doesn't matter what you say,
the evidence will speak against you and the jury will declare you
guilty. The only left is to decide your punishment"

Miss Benet shook her head. "No...no that's not right" she whispered to
herself.

"You see, once I turn you over to them" he waved at the police behind
Gunter. "I no longer have jurisdiction. When I leave this room, any
influence I have will walk with me. If you want my help, now is the time to
ask for it" He leaned in again. "Maybe it's just me, but these people" he
motioned to the burly guards behind Gunter. "...well, they don't take
kindly to strangers that come into their city and kill their children" he
looked up and the guards and Gunter followed to stare at the cold angry
looks the police gave him. "But if you would rather deal with them..." He
closed the folder and picked it up off the table.

"Oh, he's good!" said Miss Benet.

Adam turned to her. "What the hell is going on?" but she held up her hand
to silence him.

"Wait!" Gunter cried out as Nicholas began to rise. "I'll tell you!"
Nicholas sat back down and waited patiently. "He killed the boy in the
woods! I drove him there. We watched both boys.

We took the blonde kid first and I kept him in the car while Mr. Angervoe
killed the other. He said he wanted to do it perSonally" He leaned in as if
Nicholas was a friend instead of an FBI agent. "I never liked him, but he
paid well for my services. I've seen him do vile things to those children!
HE MADE ME HAVE SEX WITH THEM!"

Nicholas nodded his head. "You mean Mr. Angervoe killed the boy in the
woods, Sam AnderSon, and took Andrew Blake hostage...is that right?"

"Yes! He did it all. I drove and put the kid to sleep using chloroform"

Adam stiffened up as he thought about what this man did to his Son. He put
one hand on the glass in front of him as if to bring him closer to the man
that took Drew from him.

"And...and I was made to have sex with the other boy; the younger one!
Angervoe took him weeks before the party as a warm up. I had no choice! And
the boy went through so much; it was all I could do to help him!"

"So you killed him? To, you know, save him?"

Miss Benet nodded her head.

"Yes, yes I did" Sidow looked around at the guards. "The things that man
did to him! I had no choice! I did it for him! He shouldn't have even been
there!"

Nicholas looked down at the folder in front of him. "No" He opened it up
and looked inside. "No, he shouldn't" He took out a photo and slowly turned
it around so Sidow could see the picture of the boy. "But I know where he
is now"

Sidow moved in his chair clearly uncomfortable with the image before him.

"And when I stood in that room" Nicholas continued. "When I looked at his
skin, permanently marked by the ropes that bound him to that bed..." he
looked up at Gunter. "I can't help but think that you Sir...you have walked
away from your humanity"

Gunter wanted to move back, but there was nowhere to go.

Nicholas looked up at the guards and sighed. "I'm afraid Mr. Sidow is now
in my custody. Have him chained up inside the van while I finish the
paperwork"

They lifted the man up and moved him away from the table as Nicholas stood
up, gathering his files.

"So you'll take me away from here? I won't stand trial?"

Nicholas shook his head. "You won't face a jury" he corrected
Sidow. "You'll be transported to a government facility where you'll be
tried by a Federal Judge for the rape and murder of a five year old boy. At
which time I'm confident you'll get the death penalty"

"WHAT!? You said a mercy killing was a different crime!"

Agent Speets nodded his head. "Oh it is! It's a very different crime...very
different" He held the file close to his chest protectively and his eyes
blazed at Sidow. "But the penalty for them...is exactly the same!" The
guards hauled Gunter out of the room as he screamed at Nicholas in
protest. But the FBI agent was already moving away. He came into the room
with Adam and Miss Benet.

"Well done!" she said impressed. Nicholas smiled.

"What the hell just happened?" Adam asked, still very confused.

Miss Benet smiled. "Gunter Sidow isn't a US citizen and unless we have
proof of a crime Germany will want him back for trial in their legal
system"

Adam turned to Speets. "You said you had jurisdiction"

Nicholas shrugged. "Did I imply that?" he said innocently.

Miss Benet laughed. "He only has jurisdiction if he can prove to the other
country that Sidow is guilty of murder"

"Or, if I have a confession" Nicholas added. "Which I now do"

Adam rubbed his head. "So you couldn't prove he killed the boy?"

"No" Nicholas said. "I was pretty sure based on the evidence, but not
enough to convince another country. Without his confession, I would have
had to send him back"

"So all that about the local police prosecuting him?"

"They never had any claim to him" Miss Benet told Adam. "The FBI handles
all matters of child trafficking. Although I'm sure the police were only
more than happy to cooperate to keep that bastard in America"

"And he'll get death?"

Nicholas nodded to Adam. "I'll put the needle in myself if they'll let me"
He held up a red file.

"Ready?" Adam nodded.

They went into another room, one more suited to a non hostile
environment. Drew was there with a female police officer waiting for
them. He ran up to Adam as soon as he saw him and Adam scooped him up in
his arms and hugged him tight.

"Hey kitten" he whispered to Drew. Nicholas and Miss Benet sat at the table
and waited for Adam to sit, Drew nestled in his arms. Nicholas spread out
six pictures in no particular order and smiled at Drew.

"Do you see anyone you recognize?"

Drew looked at his Dad and Adam nodded to him. "It's alright Son. Do as he
says" Drew looked down for a moment, scanning each photograph and pointed
to one of Gunter Sidow. He felt his Father's arm hug him tighter.

"Him"

Nicholas patted Drew on the shoulder proudly. "That's all I need Son!"

Drew started to say he wasn't his Son but Adam squeezed him around the
waist first. He looked back and buried his face in Adam's neck and his Dad
kissed his head.

Nicholas turned to Miss Benet. "As an officer of the court you will testify
to witnessing he picked Gunter Sidow out of the line up?" She nodded her
head in agreement.

"Is that all Agent Speets?" Adam asked.

Nicholas nodded. "I have everything I need"

"What about Mr. Angervoe's killer?" Miss Benet asked to Adam's
distress. Nicholas looked at her and then glanced at Adam.

"I don't care one way or another. If it comes up later in trial I'll deal
with it, but I have the killer I want" He gathered his things and said
goodbye to Adam and Drew. "Miss Benet, always a pleasure" he finished.

She nodded and shook his hand. Once he was gone she looked at Adam, holding
Drew in his arms and then she noticed it for the first time. "A new
tattoo. When did you get that?"

Adam`s eyes darted to the staircase the FBI agent went down, but no one was
there. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Right after I got Drew back"

Drew looked at her and smiled, happy with himself. "Do you know what it
means?" he asked her.

She shook her head. Adam lifted up his arm and made a muscle.

"Andrew..." she read out loud.

"Yep! That's me!" Drew glowed.




A month had passed before Max had a chance to visit with Drew at his Dad's
house. He worked any odd job he could to make money but he knew when Drew
was around so he made a point to stop by.

Adam put him into a strong hug and asked him where he's been but Max
avoided the question like the professional he was. Adam thought they should
go to the movies, but of course Drew had other plans and not an hour past
by before Max was getting his hard cock sucked by the little boy. After all
three had cum, Adam cleaned up, ordered a pizza and went to turn on the
porch light. The boys were dressed but half asleep on the sofa. He saw the
truck Max drove and went out to look at it.

It didn't belong to Max that much he knew. It was older and probably
belonged to someone who knew how to keep it running by the sheer age of
it. He walked around it and found the bags of clothes Max dragged around
with him as he moved from house to house. He looked through them and then
turned to look at the house. He felt angry that Max hadn't been truthful
with him. He unloaded the truck and put the bags on the porch and then
looked inside. Max still lying with his eyes closed and his arm around
Drew. He quietly lifted the bags and took them inside, to a spare bedroom.

Hours past and after they ate and watched a DVD, Max got up to leave. H
hugged Drew goodbye and promised to come back the next day. Adam walked him
to the truck, making sure the front door was closed so Drew wouldn't
hear. Max walked around the back of the truck to get to the driver's side
when he looked in the bed.

"About time you settled down Son" Adam stated.

Max didn't say anything. He saw the truck was empty.

"It's been a month since we went camping. When we're you going to tell me?"

Max just shrugged.

"Your Dad throw you out?"

Max nodded.

Adam pointed to the house. "You know that little boy in there worships the
ground you walk on"

"Drew's a good kid. Better than me"

Adam sighed. "I try to give my Son the best of everything Max, but only you
can give him what he really wants" Max looked at the ground. "A big
brother" Adam finished. He moved up and put his arms around the teenager
and hugged him tight. "After what you did for Drew I would have thought you
would always feel welcome here" He felt Max squeeze him back, his head
against his chest. "But maybe you need to hear me say it" he paused for a
moment. "You want this to be your home?"

"I can stay here?"

"Of course you can Max. But I want you to know, if you get into trouble and
try to leave, I'm gonna find you and bring you home. You have a little
brother and..." Adam paused. "...and more if you want it. But if your part
of the family, then you're in all the way...for good. No running away
bullshit or taking off in the middle of the night"

Max looked up at Adam. "Dad?" he said, without being serious.

Adam nodded. "If that's what you want" Max didn't say anything but he
stopped smiling. Adam waited for a moment and realized that Max couldn't
say the words. "Is that what you want from me?" he asked again. Max nodded
slightly and Adam hugged him tight, lifting him up off the ground.

"Come on Son. Let's go inside and tell your brother"




Max had his twentieth birthday.

Adam bought him a motorcycle and Drew gave him a helmet. He wanted Max to
take him for a ride right away but Adam wouldn't let him.

"Not until you're older"

Drew protested and finally Adam was made to drive the bike very slowly
around the block with Drew nestled in front of him. Adam tied a rope around
Drew's waist to hold him in place even though he gripped the boy against
him with one hand. Drew held up his arms like he was at an amusement park
while Adam kept a safe distance from every other vehicle on the road.

Max was working at Adam's company and was doing very well. He showed great
promise with his hands and although he preferred working on cars, he found
he really enjoyed building homes. Adam let him bring his friends over and
work on cars in the backyard. He wanted him home where he could keep an eye
on him and put several shadow boards up with tools for Max to use. The boys
from the supermarket all came over and began to hang out with Max, after
the initial shock of meeting Adam again. Adam did what he could to make all
the boys feel welcome especially Pete Masters, who he had injured. Pete was
initially scared to come over, but when he did, Adam stayed near, making
sure Pete didn't harbor any hard feeling about what happened. Max fixed up
a car for Pete and Adam bought some new parts for him to build up the
engine before he gave it to his friend.

Now Adam could put his hand on Pete's shoulder without the boy flinching
away and he became a regular at the house. Adam hired them all for odd jobs
around his site to keep them busy and out of trouble. He found Pete was
surprisingly good at reading blueprints and encouraged the boy to go into
architecture. It didn't take long for Adam's company to hire every
struggling teenage boy that Max knew, and word quickly spread that Adam was
the go to guy for boys in need. Max's close circle of friends began to see
Adam as a surrogate Father, coming to him with problems and seeking advice.

Drew was quickly adopted by all of them and now dreaded the time when he
had to leave and go once more to his mother's. Adam now took Drew to work
with him because his Son loved spending so much time with Max and his
buddies. Max always let Drew help him and made a big deal out of whatever
Drew did, and it was a rare day that Adam didn't see a huge smile on his
boy's face because of Max. Drew rode Max's shoulders and handed tools to
the other boys while Adam kept one eye on him from wherever he was. Max
always made sure Drew was near him and kept him away from anything
dangerous or harmful. This last part mostly consisted of Max's friends who
liked to smoke on their breaks. Drew was allowed to hang out, but only
upwind of them and Adam was pleased that Drew took so quickly to Max being
the boss when he wasn't around himself. The only bad part was now Drew had
two reaSons to hate going back home instead of just one. Saying goodbye to
Max was almost as bad as leaving letting go of Adam. But in so many ways
Drew now had what he wanted all his life, a big brother.

Max stopped getting in trouble, although his old reputation still took him
pretty far. The girls loved him and more than once, Adam found some girl
leaving early in the morning before as he got up for work. He playfully
bragged about it to Adam and his friends. Adam overheard him talking to his
buddies at work one day. Pete asked about Adam and if he minded the girls
coming over.

"Oh he's cool! He's the best" Max told him. Adam smiled as he listened. Max
was fitting in just fine.

Max called him Sir around his friends or Mr. Blake at work, but at home or
alone, he started to call him Dad. Adam wasn't so secretive and called Max
`Son' on most occasions. Everyone became so used to it that whenever they
heard Adam call out, they knew who he was talking about. There was some
confusion at home when Drew was around, but Adam had a deeper tone when he
wanted Max and both boys quickly became accustomed to it.

Max didn't talk about his own family, not even with his friends, and they
knew better than to ask.

But Max did think about them. He went back to his Father's house just
once. The man wasn't there.

He knew he wouldn't be. He stood outside his former home for a long time,
just looking at each window and every board. He remembered every abusive
event in his life at his father's hand. He looked down and saw a rock at
his feet. He lifted it up and threw it against the house. It smacked into
the boards with a loud thud and dropped to the ground.

Max felt a little better.

He picked up another and threw it even harder. After the third rock, Max
felt tears run down his face. He wiped them away and reached for another
stone. He didn't know how long he stayed there...he lost track of
time. Each throw was a new memory, a different strike of his father's hand
on his body. Max cast a rock at each and every one.

His tears ran freely, and although he felt better, he knew deep
down...there just weren't enough stones.




Adam had one final bow to tie up...April. She was still very taken with
Adam and whenever he came in she would blush and ask about Drew. Adam still
felt very grateful for her assistance. April was one of the few people who
were always loyal and rose to help regardless of the circumstance. He did
his best to avoid her store when he could. He didn't want her to think any
more of their relationship than what it was. He didn't want to hurt her or
lead her on in any way. He thought Max could introduce her around to Pete
or someone younger. He would know all the local boys. April needed a guy
her age to be with.

April knew Max the way everyone else did, as a bully that was not to be
messed with, but like all girls found herself attracted to the rebel in
him. Adam assured her Max was a new man and at his insistence Max took her
to her spring dance at school. His muscled body and good looks made her the
envy of every girl there, especially when they drove off on his
motorcycle. And if Adam knew Max, and he did, the girl would be the talk of
her school for months. He intended to stay away from her after that,
letting Max couple her with the right guy.

And Adam almost stuck to this notion; except he made the mistake of telling
Max he had sex with April. And then Max brought her home from the dance.

It didn't take much convincing for Max to get Adam undressed and April on
her knees. Max took her dress off while she sucked on Adam's huge prick,
and moved inside her from behind. They took turns fucking April into she
damn near passed out from the pleasure both strong men gave her.

Adam lifted her up and bounced her up and down his heavy prick and then
passed her to Max who put her over the couch and raised one of her legs in
the air. Before she could recover Adam took her away and lay her on her
back on the floor and held her legs apart by the ankles as he drilled into
her. April was no match for either of them and Adam did his best to take it
easy on her. Max wasn't so nice.

He proudly pumped his big cock into her and made her cum. He grinned at
Adam when she came, proud of his easy conquest. Adam only nodded and moved
in right after. April's cries of lustful pleasure filled the room and Max
watched wide-eyed as Adam big dick pushed into her tight cunt and made her
cream not three minutes later. Whatever record Max thought he set was
broken to pieces, but Adam was too kind to point that out.

They lay down on Adam's bed, Max behind April while she faced Adam. Max was
pumping into her from his side while she kissed Adam's handsome face and he
rubbed at her small breasts. Max pulled out and reached down taking hold of
Adam's immense prick. He lined it up with April's young cunt and Adam
pushed back inside her. April was the happiest girl in the whole world and
she never noticed that Max didn't let go of Adam's cock while he fucked
her.

Adam felt Max's hand squeeze and tug at his shaft while he fucked the
checkout girl. The boy's strong hand gripped him tight and Adam felt like
he was fucking both of them at the same time. Max had bent down and was
kissing her neck while Adam kissed her mouth. April was delirious from the
intense action her inexperienced body was going through. Adam doubted she
could recall her own name after the multiple orgasms both men gave
her. Adam reached around her and ran his hand up Max's strong back and
rubbed the boy's neck as he fucked April.

Adam almost made her cum again but he pulled out and Max quickly took his
place. He wanted Max to do the honors. Adam's hand found Max's ass with his
strong hand while Max took her from behind. Adam looked down at April. Her
eyes were closed and she was moaning loudly. He leaned in and kissed Max on
the mouth, sinking his tongue inside for a moment.

"Fuck her for me" he said over April. Max nodded his head and winked at
Adam.

He moved his hand up and found Adam's throbbing cock. He tugged at it while
April came from his deep thrusts. As he felt her juice all over his cock he
rubbed Adam's big dick against his.

Max felt like coming himself. He pulled himself out and stroked his hard
cock with one hand until he sprayed the girl's belly with his white cream.

Adam looked down as Max came. The boy's big dick throbbed in the air and
erupted with a generous amount of cum. Once Max was done, Adam moved away
and stood at the side of the bed.

Both April and Max still faced him on their sides. He stroked his big dick,
putting one knee on the bed and aimed it at April's face. Max watched
wide-eyed as Adam beat off, his heavy dick inches away. The man's dick was
like a club, thick and menacing. Max reached up with one hand and pulled
April's mouth open. The girl was lost in pleasure and still reeling from
the intense orgasm she just went through. Her eyes fluttered but she never
really focused on anyone. Adam moved his cock head to the girl's open mouth
and shot his first stream of cum right inside.

April's mouth flooded with the incredible flavor of Adam's thick cream and
she swallowed it down hungrily as she felt her face get sprayed with more
of his warm fluid. Max's fingers pulled her mouth open again and April
didn't fight him as her lips began to drip with Adam's heavy load.

Another mouthful was given to her before Max allowed her to swallow.

Adam sprayed himself across the girl's face and then aimed his big dick at
Max, letting loose with another stream of thick, warm cum. Max's handsome
face broke into a huge smile as Adam's load landed on him and ran down his
cheeks to his mouth. He licked at the river of cum while Adam let April
have the rest. Max scooped it up and fed it to her with his fingers while
Adam watched with approval.

It took four hours for the girl to fully recover before Max could take her
home. Adam insisted he take the truck because he didn't trust either one on
the motorcycle. He took a shower and went to bed. Max came home about an
hour later and came into Adam's room. He took off his clothes and climbed
into bed, throwing his arms around Adam.

"That was fucking great!" Max said.

"She's underage Max. Don't forget that. We have to be careful"

"She loved every minute of it. She won't be telling anyone"

"I know that. But she's a girl and girls can get possessive. Don't fuck her
too much. She needs a boy of her own"

"Yeah, sure" Max replied. "But she's not the only one. I get girls all the
time. They always talk about how hot you are, I bet we could fuck all of
them together" Max paused. "You know...if you want"

Adam hugged him. "This stays between us Max. Drew never hears about this"

Max sat up and grinned. "No problem, I think we can think of other's things
to keep Drew busy with!" He reached down and took hold of Adam's massive
prick, giving it a squeeze.

Adam watched Max's hand for a moment and said, "Speaking about Drew,
there's something I've been meaning to talk to you about"




Drew lay on his back with his legs around Max's shoulders. Adam had spent
the better part of the last thirty minutes licking at his Son's ass and
probing him with his large fingers while the boy sucked Max's hard. Adam
did wonders to loosen him up, but it was going to be a tight fit
regardless.

Max greased up his eager cock and Drew's ass thoroughly. Adam kissed Drew
and told him to relax.

"Don't worry if you can't do it love. If it's too much just say so" Adam
said. Drew nodded and smiled at Max with trusting eyes.

Max grinned down at Drew. "You're one lucky boy!"

Drew laughed.

"You have any idea how many girls would kill to be in your position right
now?"

Adam was the one who replied. "That must just be the girls that haven't
seen me"

Max rolled his eyes in mock annoyance and pushed his finger inside Drew's
ass as he stroked his hard cock. "Yeah, yeah, whatever!" He rubbed his
large dick against Drew's virgin hole, the child's erection jumped in
anticipation. "I won't let anything happen to you little brother" Max
assured him.

"I know Max" Drew answered. Adam kissed him again and stood up taking his
massive dick in his hand.

"Suck on this Drew. You'll feel better" he told his Son.

Drew opened his mouth and Adam placed the head of his hard cock to his
Son's lips. Drew began to suck on it like he had dozens of times
before. Max's eyes were drawn immediately to the sight as they always were
when Drew gave his Dad head. It took only a few moments before Drew closed
his eyes and focused on the big dick in his mouth. Max waited for the
inevitable to happen. And as if on cue, Drew began to moan.

Max looked over to Adam who nodded back at him. He pushed forward and felt
Drew's tight ass begin to yield. It was going to take some effort though
and Max wanted to make sure Drew was ready. Adam did his best to get Drew
in the mood for his first fuck.

"Suck it for me baby" he told his Son. He reached down and stroked Drew's
forehead and the child's lips gripped at his heavy cockhead.

Max watched them as he sunk himself slowly inside the boy. Drew didn't
fight him at all and Max knew if he wanted, he could simply push himself
all the way in, but Max wanted this to be as enjoyable for Drew as
possible. He felt the kid's muscles slowly relax and he used the
opportunity to move deeper.

Adam looked over his Son carefully, making sure he wasn't in any
discomfort. He knew Drew well enough to know that the boy could do almost
anything, as long as he could suck on Adam's huge prick. He had a way of
concentrating on it so much that the rest of the world seemed to melt away,
so Adam stood close by and made sure Drew's mouth never left his big cock.

"That's it Son" Adam said rhythmically, rubbing Drew's head with his strong
hand.  He knew Drew loved to hear his voice when they had sex so Adam made
sure he was as vocal with him as possible.

"Suck Daddy's big dick"

Drew moaned loudly at his Father's words and Max used the opportunity to
sink his cockhead inside the boy's ass. He looked over to Adam who saw it
for himself and nodded to Max.

"Good boy" Adam said to Drew. "That's what I want kitten, just like that"

Drew's head began to move around so he could twist his mouth around his
Father's throbbing cock.

Adam pushed his hips forward a little and sunk more of it past his Son's
lips and Max knew it would be now or never.

He began to fuck Drew.

He rocked forward and back so his hard shaft pumped slowly in and out of
Drew's ass. Drew was still focused on his Father's cock in his mouth but
Max could tell he was also aware of getting fucked. Drew's cock raged in
the air, stimulated to no end by both men he loved more than anything.

"That's it little brother" Max joined in. He ran his hands across Drew's
legs and gently took him by the ankles, moving his legs slightly apart.

Adam's gaze moved from Drew's face to Max's big dick pushing inside his
Son's ass. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He lost count of
the thousands of times where he wanted to be where Max now was. He
regretted that it wasn't him, but with Drew's size it might never be, and
that was something Adam came to accept. He looked down as his Son sucked on
his wrist thick cock and knew it would take nothing short of a miracle for
the boy to ever get fucked by him. But at least they had Max now. Adam
looked over to the handsome black haired boy and smiled.

"Take care of him Max. Make our boy cum"

Max didn't even bother to look up, his eyes were glued to his cock and
Drew's ass. "Don't worry about it Dad...I know what I'm doing"

It was still new for Max to call Adam `Dad' but it seemed as if he did it
more when he wasn't thinking about it than when he was. Adam tried not to
make a big deal out of it but he couldn't help but smile at hearing it. He
watched as Max pumped carefully into Drew. Drew's cock was throbbing like
never before and Adam knew he was enjoying it like he hoped he would. The
way his Son took to sucking cock, Adam knew he would love getting
fucked. Of course he intended on doing it himself, but that's wasn't in the
cards yet.

Max was moaning now too. Having Drew's tight ass around his cock was
proving to be far more stimulation than he imagined it would be. He gripped
at the kid's small legs as he fucked him.

"That's it little buddy, take that dick"

Adam moved Drew's head so it was facing the ceiling. He held him by the jaw
and pried his mouth open and told Drew to stick out his tongue. He started
to slide his heavy cock, letting the full length of his long prick run
against the boy's soft, wet lips. Drew sucked on what he could when Adam
stopped long enough to let him. He picked his cock up and gently slapped it
against the boy's tongue and mouth before sliding hit around some more.

"Eat it Drew" Adam said. "Eat your Daddy up"

Max swelled up at the sight of what Adam was doing to Drew. He squeezed the
boy's ankles.

"You like that Drew?"

Adam pulled his cock back until Drew could look at Max.

"You like getting fucked by me?"

It wasn't really a question, since Drew's small cock was about to burst
from the pleasure Max was giving him, but like Adam, Max wanted to hear
Drew say it.

Drew nodded his head with a smile but Adam wasn't having that.

"Tell him Drew. Tell him how much you like it"

Drew glanced at his Dad and then back to Max. "I like it a lot Max! It
feels great!"

Adam pushed his dick back across Drew's lips and then made the boy suck the
head for a second before he pulled it away again.

"Tell Max to fuck you Son"

Max looked at Drew with a big smile. He clearly loved the suggestion more
than anyone.

"Fuck me Max" Drew's small voice said. Max let go of Drew's ankles and
moved his arms down until he could take Drew by the waist, the boy's legs
now trapped between Max's arms and chest. He towered over Drew and grinned.

"Look at me buddy. Look right at me"

Adam move back so Max and Drew could smile at each other. He ran one hand
up and down Max's strong back encouragingly.

"Who's fucking you Drew?" Adam asked.

"My big brother Max!" Drew said happily. Unlike both Adam and Max, Drew had
no trouble referring to Max like he was really part of the family. Maybe it
was his age or just his desire to have a real brother, but Drew took to Max
instantly after being told that Max was living with them now.

Poor Max never had a moment alone as Drew followed him everywhere. Most
mornings Max would find Drew climbing in the shower with him before he went
off to work. He would bend down so Drew could shampoo his hair and soap up
his legs and Adam's words proved true...Drew loved to suck cock.

At first Max thought it was just that he was new and Drew was excited that
he was there; but the boy never got tired of him. Adam would grin as Max
was once again the subject of Drew's insatiable hunger for cock. Max would
have to sit on the edge of his bed while Drew stood between his legs, head
down and bobbing as he sucked Max off. It became so natural that Max began
to wait for Drew to finish in the bathroom before he left for work so the
kid could blow him. On the days that Drew went to work with him it amazed
Max how controlled the boy was. He never once put Max in a position where
someone would find them out, but the moment they got home, Max was dead
meat.

Drew would hold back all day while others were around but coming home was
another story entirely. Max would faithfully stand in front of Drew, his
big cock out of his jeans while Drew sucked hard on the head. And Drew's
efforts were really paying off. He was able to take in much more of Max's
dick than before. He literally attacked it with his mouth and Max had to
use every technique Adam taught him to keep from coming too soon.

Max looked down at Drew as he fucked him. "That's right buddy!"

Long minutes past by as Max pumped into the small boy below him. Adam
watched the two of them eagerly until the unthinkable happened. Drew
came. He really came!  Drew thrashed around the bed for a moment and
growled out as a small amount of clear white fluid shot out of his cock and
landed on his chest. Adam was stunned! His Son, his little baby boy just
had his first orgasm and he was there to witness it!  "My God! That's it
Drew! You did it!" he cheered his boy on.

Max saw it too and grinned down at the boy but his delight was short lived,
because seeing Drew have his first real orgasm took Max to the edge and
pushed him over. He looked up at Adam with a strained expression on his
face and Adam knew what was about to happen.

"I'm gonna cum!" Max growled.

Adam put his hand against his back and pushed him forward. "Don't you dare
pull out!"

Max looked up uncertain. "Are you sure?"

"Fuck yes! Cum inside him Max! Give it to him!"

And that was the last straw. Max swelled up like never before and shot his
entire load inside Drew Blake's virgin ass. His whole body shook as he came
and he gripped Drew's waist tightly in his hands to hold himself inside. It
felt like a river of cum left his overworked prick and flooded the little
boy he now called brother.

"Oh God Drew! Oh God you're tight!"

But Drew wasn't listening. As usual when he came, his body shut
down. Having his first real orgasm drained his small frame in a way it
never had before. He was passed out and moaning limp on the bed.

Max finished up and felt Adam rubbing his back as he began to calm back
down.  He looked up at Drew's handsome Dad and nodded his head.

"Jesus that was good!"

Adam grinned at the exhausted new member of his family.

"You did it Max! You made him cum!" He hugged the dark haired boy.

Max took hold of his cock and slowly pulled it free from Drew's well fucked
ass. His cum ran out of the boy's hole and Adam gave him an impressive nod
of approval when it did.

"That's it Son" he gripped Max's shoulder.

Max moved out of the way and waved to Drew as if wanting Adam to take his
place. Adam shook his head.

"Nothing would make me happier, but that's too much to expect" He took hold
of his beastly prick and waved it in the air to remind Max.

"Man that's fucking big"

Adam shrugged. "A little too big unfortunately"

They both looked down at a sleeping Drew. The boy was out like a light. Max
lifted him up and put his head on the pillow while Adam bent down and
licked off the first cum that Drew had ever produced. When they stood up
facing each other Max said something that surprised even Adam.

"He's not your only Son you know"

Adam stared Max for a moment and gave him a big smile. "No...No he's not"

Max moved to the other side of the bed for more room. "Just take it easy on
me. I've never worked in the circus and you're the first elephant I've ever
been with"

Adam fisted his thick cock and laughed. "Don't worry Son. You're not the
first boy I've broken in"

Max went to lie on his back but Adam stopped him.

"Uh Max...if it's all the same to you, I'd rather you be able to look at
me"

Max glanced at Drew and grinned. "Yeah, I know what you mean"

As Max got on his back Adam continued. "I just want you to know who's
fucking you"

Max glared at Adam's large cock and gave him an amused look. "I don't think
that will be a problem Dad"

Adam shrugged sort of apologetically. "You know I cum a lot so I can pull
out...you know...if you want"

Max lifted up his legs. "Don't you dare"

"Whatever you say Son. Whatever you say"




Adam was on the phone with Tony. Tony had destroyed all the films he made
with Drew and now the only copies in existence were in Drew's safe deposit
box.

"So you're sure about this?" Tony asked him for the hundredth time. Adam
laughed.

"Yeah, I'm done Tony. I'm with the only boy I need. I won't put him out
there again"

"You don't have too. It can just be you, or that teenager you were with?"
Tony said hopefully.

"Well, I'll pass that along to him. For now, I'm retired"

After a few more minutes of conversation, Adam hung up the phone and turned
off all the lights. He went upstairs and found both Drew and Max in his
bed, sound asleep, Drew curled up in Max's strong arms. The boy was
definitely bigger from his work at the construction site and although he
might never reach the physical heights that Adam did, he was a hunk in his
own right. Besides, Drew would never see Max as anything but his hero and
big brother. The boy's thick black hair was in stark contrast to Drew's
blonde locks. Adam leaned against the doorframe with a smile on his face as
he watched them both dream.

He drank his beer and thought about all the events that led them to this
moment. The most precious thing in the world was almost taken from him, and
the one person he wanted to blame, became the same person that saved the
day. He went from almost being alone forever, to gaining a Son; and for the
first time, in a long time, Max had a family...and Drew a big brother.

Someone always commented to Adam how much Max looked like him, and he was
pleased that Max stopped looking away whenever someone did. He couldn't be
prouder of him than he was. He remembered how Max reacted at seeing his
surprise today. His eyes were wide and when Adam showed it to him. Drew was
jumping around and tugging at Max when he saw it. Adam rubbed at his
arm. It was still sore and bandaged up.

Tattooed on his other bicep was a name... Maxwell It was time for bed but
Adam didn't move from his spot, he just gazed at them thoughtfully. A dark
part of his life was over and he now had two Sons to care for. He took in a
deep breath with a smile, and decided to watch over both boys a little
while longer.



The End


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Drew's Daddy by Teague

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