Date: Fri, 6 Feb 2009 16:11:28 -0500
From: Alex <68620to43203@gmail.com>
Subject: Fathers Love Series - Chapter 10

A Father's Love

Chapter 10

By Alex

Tyler couldn't believe how much his dad had just spent on clothes for him.
He was wearing a new set of clothes that weren't too different from what
David had on; he felt like a million dollars.  "I don't think I've ever
worn anything this nice before, really!  These are awesome!" Tyler said as
they walked back to the car.  He looked down at the new leather shoes he
was wearing and couldn't believe he was wearing shoes that cost more than a
hundred bucks.  As he walked he make sure to pick his feet up and not scuff
anything.

"You're welcome!" David said beaming. "That's a good enough start for
tonight.  We can get more stuff later- like when we 're not so hungry." He
said winking at Tyler.  David's heart was still beating hard from watching
just the few minutes that they spent around the changing rooms.  All he
could think about doing tomorrow was taking him shopping again.

Tyler looked again in his two bags that held another two pair of pants and
three more shirts; as well as the clothes and shoes he was wearing when
they left the house.  For the time being, he wasn't worrying about "the
talk", he wasn't even thinking about it; he hadn't thought about it since
he started trying on clothes and coming out to model them for David.  He
was having fun again.  He thought it was fun trying all that stuff on
because David complimented him on everything.

David made a quick call to the restaurant to let them know they were on
there way and asked to be seated at one of Brandon's tables if he had room.
"Do you go there a lot?" Tyler asked as David was hanging up the phone.

"Actually, last night was only the second time that I had ever been there.
One of Russell's friends is an owner there and that's how I heard about it"
David said, "plus, they'll sneak me in if there is a wait; one of the
benefits of knowing the owner."  David flicked his hand out to the side
meaning to tap Tyler's hand to punctuate one of the joys of nepotism but
instead the moment it made contact, Tyler opened up his hand and David's
hand slid into his own.  If it had been anyone else David would have felt
uncomfortable and for a moment he was but that was very short-lived as he
laced his fingers through Tyler's.  "Maybe tomorrow we could go get some
more clothes.  There wasn't anything that didn't look good on you."  He was
right.  Tyler has the body that clothing designers dreams of; round butt,
narrow waist, broad (okay okay- broadenING) shoulders, tight trim body plus
he was just as cute as hell.

"Really?"

David thought- How does a dad say this?  If Tyler had been just one of his
friends he would just say he was hot or sexy or even make some salacious
flirt but Tyler was so much more than that.  "You're perfect, Ty."  He
glanced at his dad's face and smiled, gave David's hand a squeeze and
leaned into his arm as they got to the car.

<><>

"Russell?  How much did Tyler bring from home?" Louise asked as she started
to wash up the dishes from dinner while Russell put away the leftovers and
cleared the table.

"Surprisingly little.  He only had a couple of bags and from what I know
there isn't anything else that is being sent."

"I can't even imagine," she sighed, "Is he eating?"

"His plate is always the most clean when the table is cleared and he's
usually the first one finished.  I think I need to make him a bigger
plate."

"Well what do you expect?  He's a growing boy!  You remember the boys when
they were his age- their legs were hollow when it came to food."

Russell put the last dish into the dishwasher and sat at their little
kitchen table reflecting on when their kids were Tyler's age.  "David is
worried, he's always wanted this but I don't think any amount of desire can
prepare a man to be a father."

"It's not just men, dear, the only advantage Rachael had was that when she
started being a mother- Tyler wasn't so complicated."

"When she brought him home he was a potato in diapers."

"I don't want to be disrespectful but the way she treated David still gets
me mad.  She didn't say word one to him unless he called her every day for
a week."  Louise clasped her hands on the table manifesting her
frustration.  "People have a right to be upset but not for 13 years."

Russell put his hand under hers and regained her attention.  "Enough about
her." he said, "David is thinking of taking the long trip early this year."

Russell and Louise moved to the couch in the living room to mull over past
vacations and talked about how much more fun things would be with Tyler
coming this year.

<><>

After just a few minutes they pulled up in front of the restaurant and
David gave the keys to the valet and they walked inside.  The hostess
recognized them from last night and said, "Right this way Mr. Scarden, we
have your table ready for you."

As they were being seated Brandon came over looking genuinely thrilled to
see them again.  With him he already had water for Tyler and David, Tyler's
without ice of course.

"I wasn't thinking I'd have the luck of seeing you two again so soon!"
Brandon said with a very sincere smile on his face.

"Well I don't think that anything could have possibly made dinner last
night any better; you guys did a wonderful job." David replied as Tyler
scooted next to him.

"I'm very glad you liked it!" Brandon said bringing his hands together in
front of him, "I understand that Russell has arranged your menu again
tonight but can I get you something to drink?" he said looking first to
David and then to Tyler.

Tyler asked for another mudslide and David asked for whatever wine the chef
would suggest.  The procession of plates closely followed the drinks and
again just as the night before, Russell had picked a wonderful meal.
Father and son took their time in eating their dinner, enjoying the view
they had of being able to look out over the rest of the restaurant from
their booth in the corner of the dinning room.

David was enjoying the slight buzz that he was getting from his third glass
of wine as Tyler was savoring the last of his milkshake.  Tyler's knee was
up against David's leg almost constantly as they ate and David had given up
with trying to keep his hardon down shortly after the salad.  With as low
as the ambient lighting was, he had no fear of Tyler seeing how hard he
was.  He would however catch himself glancing over at how Tyler's shirt
perfectly wrapped around his chest.  The fine fabric showed every contour
and that was becoming harder and harder to ignore as the evening
progressed.

Dinner lasted much longer than before and for a while after they ate, they
just sat together.  David putting his arm around Tyler's shoulder and
Tyler's hand rested between his thigh and his dad's but as good as that
felt, David knew it was time to head home.  As they started to stand Tyler
put his open hand on David's thigh to help him scoot his butt across the
seat.  His fingers came dangerously close to feeling the hardon David was
now going to have to try to conceal.

As they walked to the door David put his hands on Tyler's shoulders and
moved him to the front as they meandered between the closely placed tables.
He couldn't help but notice the movement of each muscle as Tyler's arms
moved as he walked.  He looked down and even with the low lights he could
make out Tyler's little ass.

Having been told by Brandon, the valet was just pulling the car around the
front as they made it out past the cluster of waiting patrons and out onto
the sidewalk.

"That was so good!  I've never had a sandwich that tasted like that
before."

David smiled and again opened his hand slightly offering it to Tyler and
said "Russell told me before I came here the first time that the chef here
could make anything worthy of a king."

Tyler quickly picked up on David's gesture and immediately took David's
hand again.  Even if it was for just a few seconds before he'd have to let
go to get in the car he wasn't about to pass it up.  As the valet opened
the door for him he let go and climbed in and immediately went for the
button to put the top down.  David had to wait for a second as the roof
slid into place before climbing in but took that chance to look down at the
back of Tyler's shirt as it pulled up exposing the bare small of his back.

The drive had Tyler adequately distracted but the two shared more than a
handful of glances at each other.  Tyler looked over and let his eyes
travel up from David's knee to his crotch and slowly up to his chest until
he finally reached his face only to find that David was looking right in
his eyes.  He could feel his face blush as he looked away and out at the
lights rushing by.  David chuckled a little bit at Tyler's embarrassment
and reached over and patted him on the thigh.

<><>

Pulling into the garage and putting the top up, David and Tyler walked into
the house, both showing signs of being tired.  Given the option of going to
bed or of being able to stay together longer they sat down in the living
room and David suggested they watch a movie.  It was almost ten o'clock but
David wasn't ready to say good night yet.  Tyler got up to look at the
movies again and tried to hide a little yawn.  He found "Legally Blond",
and though he'd seen it several times but it was funny and more
importantly, it meant that he'd get to stay close to David longer.

As the movie played Tyler cycled through a variety of positions from
sitting directly beside David to laying with his head against the opposite
arm of the couch with his feet against David's leg.  David smiled at that
one because his cute little feet would burrow a little under this leg and
he could rest his arm on Tyler's legs.  Both of their favorites though was
when Tyler would lay on his back with his head turned toward the screen
resting on David's thick thigh.  David couldn't help but look down at
Tyler's tummy.  The pants that the had just bought, that hours ago seemed
to fit him as though they'd been tailored, were now looking loose around
his waist.  "Did he shrink?" David thought.  Tyler's shirt pulled up a
little and David could unabashedly peek at the top of Tyler's boxers.  The
more into the movie they got the more comfortable they got with the
constant contact with each other.  Tyler would put his hands behind his
head stretching his chest with one arm resting against David's chest and
the other pointing down his leg.  David finally gave into something he'd
been wanting to do this whole time and laid his arm across Tyler with his
hand coming to a rest just below Tyler's ribcage.

With the way Tyler's arm was resting against his chest, he could look down
the sleeve and see down into Tyler's armpit.  He was so beautiful, it was
so beautiful; the hair must have just started growing last weekend, David
thought jokingly.  Not that it was in ANY way unpleasant, but David could
smell Tyler.  It wasn't body odor, he wasn't really sure what it was but he
was simply magical.  He wanted to kiss down his arm and feel the softness
of that tiny patch of silk against his lips.  He wanted to kiss every inch
of the underside of his arm as he went.

<><>

All too soon Elle was delivering the commencement and the mortar boards
flew into the air.  It was almost midnight but he didn't care.  The movie
switched off but father and son didn't move.  Tyler, still laying on his
back, simply turned his head so he was looking up and straight into the
eyes of his dad.  His mind suddenly went in ten different directions as he
held eye contact but in just a moment they all came back to his amazement
that he was with his dad and all he could do was smile.

David looked at the angel on his lap and moved his hand from his tummy up
to the side of his face.  His thumb stroked Tyler's temple and he watched
Tyler's eyes slowly close.  Tyler turned his face against David's abs and
rolled his body so his knees were against the back of the couch and brought
both hands up to his chin and let the backs of his fingers enjoy full
contact with his dad's hip.

David knew Tyler was going to fall asleep down here and was in fact looking
forward to it.  He rubbed Tyler's back slowly from the back of his neck to
the elastic band of his boxers.  He moved his hand up to his side and would
stroke from Tyler's hip ever so slowly up to his armpit.  Over and over he
would repeat this movement and by design each cycle would pull Tyler's
shirt up a little bit and would work his sleeve down until a little bit of
Tyler's hair was peaking out and his shirt was pulled up enough to show off
three or four inches of beautiful creamy skin.  He knew he should stop but
he didn't; he knew he didn't want to.  He carefully adjusted himself to
allow his cock to grow down his left leg while Tyler's head lay on his
right.  He looked at Tyler's butt sticking out just a little and slid his
hand down past the exposed skin and rested his hand on the hip with his
fingers reaching nearly a third of the way across the most supple cheek
he'd ever felt.  God how he wanted to unbutton Tyler's pants and push them
down to he could cup his whole butt skin to skin.  He made slow long
strokes up and down his leg massaging the cock that made this boy in front
of him.

Precum started to flow and David got a naughty pleasure in seeing the damp
spot form and would in fact flex his cock to coax out another drop.  He
knew that lusting after his son, his little boy, was so wrong but that made
the fantasy of fucking him that much more intense.  He knew he was going to
make himself cum and his only regret was that he had not aimed his cock
down his other leg so his head was under Tyler's cheek.  He closed his eyes
and imagine that he was naked and Tyler's head was in the same position as
it was now except instead of sleeping, he was trying to suppress his gag
reflex as David would pull him closer, slipping his cock into his mouth
deeper.  With his other hand he'd be finding Tyler's little hole.  The same
place where he has already blown one load.  Did he go into him at all?
When he shot was he pressed tight enough up against it that a shot or two
as forced up into him?  David opened his eyes and dropped his jaw an inch
as he felt the cum surge.  Up from his balls, through his prostate and
shooting out hard into the leg of his pants.  He could nearly feel Tyler's
throat swallowing it down as the spot went from a one inch circle to an
obscene two inches wide and four or five inches long with enough in the
middle that you could clearly see it seeping through the linen material.

He didn't want to feel guilty about this; nobody got hurt and it's not like
anything really happened right?  His endorphins subsided and in it came.
In his mind he had reduced his own son to a cheap fuck he might have
brought home from a club.  He looked down at his face again and could hear
the giggling that happened up on the bed when he got home from work.  He
felt Tyler's first hug at the bottom of the stairs.  He felt him take his
hand in the parking garage.  He stood up slowly and gently laid Tyler's
head down on the couch and walked into the kitchen to clean up his mess.
He didn't want Tyler to see anything so he walked back to the couch,
crouched down and scooped Tyler up in his arms and climbed the stairs.
Tyler woke up and put his knuckles against his dad's chest.  "I'm sorry I
fell asleep again." he mumbled.

"You don't have anything to be sorry about," David said "We should get
ready for bed though."

David carried Tyler into his dark bedroom and set his feet down on the
floor.  He crouched down and said "How about you get ready for bed and I'll
be back in just a minute?"

Tyler was not looking forward to spending the night in his room alone, nor
was he even considering going to his dad's room again.  David stood and
quickly walked out of his room and back into his own.  Tyler looked around
and even though his room was amazing, he didn't like it as much as his
dad's.  Mostly because he wasn't alone when he was over there.  He brushed
his teeth, went to the bathroom, stripped down to his boxers and climbed
onto the mattress.

<><>

David closed the door to his room and pealed his pants off.  Pulling his
shirt up over this head he stretched and reached his fingers up toward the
ceiling.  His cock was soft and fat and felt so good.  He went into his
closet, grabbed a dirty shirt to quickly wipe off the remaining cum and
pulled on a pair of running shorts.

<><>

Just a moment after Tyler had pulled the sheet over himself he heard a
knock at the door.  David poked his head in and asked if it was okay to
come in.  Tyler sat up in bed as David came around and kneeled beside it
where Tyler was.  Tyler laid back down and father and son just looked at
each other for a minute.

"I guess we should get some sleep.  I love you Tyler- and-" David paused,
"after having you here with me now, I can't imagine how I ever lived
without you."

Tyler's eyes watered as he rolled onto his side and his dad pulled him into
a long hug.  David absolutely didn't want to let go.  Tyler laid his head
on David's strong shoulder and wished more than anything that he would just
climb in bed with him.  For the past thirteen years he hadn't had him
around at all and for the past thirteen hours they hadn't been more than
five feet apart for more than five or ten minutes; he didn't want to see
him walk out of the room.

"Are you feeling okay?" David asked.

"I'm okay- " Tyler paused "I just had so much fun today."

David still didn't want to let go of the hug and especially not now; he
knew that something was bothering Tyler- he just didn't know what it was
out of a list of good possibilities.  "Okay" he said releasing the hug and
still holding the back of Tyler's head as he laid back down.  "I love you."

"I love you too" Tyler replied.  He didn't say anything else but in the
back of his mind Tyler hoped that maybe David would just forget about the
talk.

David got up and walked to the door and looked back to the bed as he
stepped through it.  They smiled at each other and David closed the door
and walked back to his own bed forgetting to close his bedroom door.  He
kicked the shorts off as he walked back to his bed and fell back landing
sideways on it with his feet hanging over the side.

As he was drifting off to sleep he couldn't stop thinking about Tyler.  He
reached down and wrapped his fingers around his plump shaft giving it a few
squeezes as he fell asleep.

<><>

Tyler lay wide-awake staring at the ceiling long after his dad had closed
the door.  The room was completely dark except for the moonlight coming in
through the windows.  The gray, lifeless glow seemed to make everything in
the room two-dimensional.  The walls and ceiling looked like they were
closing in and at the same time as if they were rushing away from him into
oblivion.  Tyler held the sheet up over his chest as he felt his heart
beating faster.  He tried to take a slow deep breath but his breath seemed
to be drawn out of his chest and sucked into the monotone shadows in the
room; that gray hue that blanketed the soft and warm colors that were there
in the daylight.

For no reason whatsoever he felt completely alone, isolated and exposed.
He felt guilty about what happened that morning; the way he had made his
dad think that it was his fault.  When he finds out- his dad was going to
make him leave; he was sure of it.  He was sure that he was going to be
sent away.  He was quickly becoming so worked up he was on the verge of
tears.  The room continued to expand making Tyler feel as though he were
shrinking into nothingness; as though he were being absorbed by the shadows
that stretched around him.

He could hardly breathe.  It felt like someone was sitting on his chest;
tears welled up in his eyes and he broke out into a cold sweat.  He didn't
know what to do; he didn't know what was wrong.  Looking out of the window
that seemed to be such a great distance from his bed, his fear exploded
when he saw a black form appear in the window.  Tyler pulled the sheet
tight up to his neck and slammed his eyes closed.  Tyler screamed
"DAAAAAAAD".

The harmless bat that chased a bug past the window had no idea what it had
triggered in Tyler's mind.

<><>

David had been in the deep reaches of slumber when he awoke to the most
terrified scream he had ever heard.  "TYLER!" he shouted.  In an instant he
was on his feet racing to the door.  In seconds he flew through both doors
almost knocking Tyler's door off its hinges.  He flipped the light on and
all but dove to the side of his little boy's bed, landing on his knees with
his arms stretched out over the sheet to Tyler's body.

He saw a look on Tyler's face that he had never seen on anyone before, his
hair was wet with sweat, face as pale as porcelain and his knuckles
clenching the sheet so tightly that they too had turned white.

Tyler scrambled across the large bed to his father's open arms and wrapped
his arms around him as he climbed his dad's torso.  David wrapped his arms
around his body completely confused as to what was happening.  He stood up
while Tyler's arms nearly strangled him and his legs wrapped around his
sides.  He pulled his son as tightly to his body as he could and tried
calming him down.

"Tyler, what's wrong? Its okay, its okay." David said into Tyler's ear as
he twisted back and forth, rubbing his boy's back.  Tyler's sniffling and
hard breathing was strong competition but eventually David's soothing voice
seemed to reach through to Tyler as he came back to reality.  David
remembered that he wasn't wearing anything and to avoid being caught in the
buff yet again he carried Tyler back into his room where the light was
still off.  He kicked the door shut as he walked in and sat down on his bed
with Tyler on his lap.

Tyler was silent now as David rocked back and forth softly talking to Tyler
saying "its okay" over and over as he stroked his back.  He felt Tyler's
skin begin to goose bump from the sweat so, with a good yank, he pulled the
top sheet off the bed, untucking it from the mattress and wrapped it around
Tyler's back.  He sat back further on the bed and leaned over effectively
laying them both on their sides as well as covering his body from ribs to
knees with the trailing end of the sheet.

"Tyler, please talk to me.  What's wrong?"

Unsure of how to answer Tyler could only reply with "I don't know."

Father and son laid there for quite some time as Tyler regained control of
his senses.  David put his chin on the top of Tyler's head and continued to
rub his hand up and down the sheet-cloaked form of his son's body.

"I couldn't breathe," Tyler said breaking the silence.  "I don't know why."

"Everything is okay now.  I've got you." David said.

At hearing that, something in Tyler's unconscious was triggered.  As the
minutes passed he felt peace again; closing his eyes and feeling the warmth
radiating off of his dad's chest against his face.

"Can I stay in here?"

David pulled Tyler in tighter and put his hand on the back of Tyler's
head. "Of course you can.  Anytime you ever want to you can."  As the words
were coming out of his mouth David wondered what he might be getting
himself into.

<><>

Chip woke up with Asher still sleeping under his arm and slowly rubbing his
chest he mapped out his boyfriend's chest and abs in his mind's eye.  He
kissed the back of Asher's neck and smelled his hair until he realized how
badly he needed to take a piss.  Ever so gently he lifted himself out from
behind Asher and made his way to the bathroom.  He looked back at his naked
lover just before closing the door and walking up to the toilet.  As he
finished he had the idea of breaking in his bathtub.  He would wait to turn
the jets on until they got in but turned on the water and not having
anything else he could think of, he added a few shakes of aftershave to
make it smell good.

He crept out of the bathroom and gathered every candle he could find and
placed them around the bathroom and lit them.  When the water was nearly
halfway up the side Chip turned off the light, gave his eyes a moment to
adjust, walked over to Asher and sat on the floor in front of him.

Hoping to wake Asher up in the most romantic way he could think of, he
leaned forward and gently kissed him on the lips.  He held the kiss for a
couple of seconds with no success.  He kissed him again, with a little more
force and a little tongue but he still did not stir.  Chip laughed a little
to him self and put his hand up on Asher's knee and slowly started sliding
his hand up his leg, to his hip and gripping his round muscular ass cheek.
He slid his fingers in his crack but still nothing.  Giving up on the
subtle approach he slid up to his shoulder and gently gave Asher a shake.

"Come here- I have a surprise for you" he said as he held Asher's hand.

Asher's left eye opened halfway for exactly one second before snapping back
shut which was followed by an indiscernible grunt.

Chip laughed and again made an attempt to get him sitting upright.  When
Asher re-opened his eyes he could see a glow coming from the bathroom and
Chip was naked; okay- his interest was piqued.  He could hear the schmaltzy
tunes of Kenny G's saxophone coming out of the bathroom and had to laugh.

"Kenny G?" he said in a slightly teasing tone, "Who plays Kenny G.?"

"This is as close as I could get to being romantic- deal with it" he said
with a smile standing up while pulling Asher to his feet.  They hugged,
pressing their naked bodies together.  Their lips met as Asher's arms went
up over Chip's shoulders and Chip's went south and caressed Asher's bare
butt.

They walked to the bathroom hand in hand with Asher's head on Chip's
shoulder.  As they walked in, Asher was the first to climb in sitting at
one end of the tub.  When he got comfortable he looked up and saw first,
Chip's semi-hardon slowly rising and then up to Chip's face across which a
suggestive smile spread.

"What?" Asher asked in a playful tone.

"I can't help it, you bent over in front of me," He said with a sly grin.
"And you being down there at just about the right height isn't helping."

"Get your ass in here," Asher said splashing water up at Chip.  He climbed
in and after a couple minutes of getting arms and legs sorted out, both men
lay back against opposite ends of the tub with each other's feet on the
other's chest.  Chip slid down an inch at a time until he could feel the
underside of Asher's legs.  Reaching between their legs, they restfully and
playfully rubbed each other's fingers, dicks and thighs.

After a half an hour with the water rushing around them, the water
temperature started to drop.  Chip and Asher took a quick shower to rinse
off and with both of them nearly asleep as they walked, they climbed into
bed and quickly fell asleep.

<><>

With just streaks of moonlight peering through the blinds to light the
room, David told Tyler to roll over and get more comfortable.  Entirely
against his will, Tyler obeyed even though he didn't want to face away.
Once Tyler turned and was settled, David got up and in four quick steps,
made his way into the closet where he looked for a pair of shorts.  He
grabbed a pair of cut off sweat pants that he used to work out in and
pulled them on along with a very thin white undershirt and stepped out of
the closet.

<><>

As he felt his dad get up Tyler wanted to turn and watch him.  He didn't
know that David was naked but he wanted to watch his bare chest and back as
he moved.  The closet light turned on and after a minute turned back off
causing him to turn around.  What he saw made his skin flush.  His dad, his
tall, strong, handsome dad was walking towards him.  His shirt clung
tightly to his sides showing off his incredible V-shaped torso and his
thick thighs leaving very little room in the legs of his shorts.  The
aspect of the moment that made Tyler's heart race though was that he was
coming to bed- with him.  His lips parted and his mouth hung open a little
as he felt himself melt.

<><>

David turned to the bed and, in slow motion, saw the most beautiful person
anyone had ever seen turn to look at him.  He had never had anyone so
perfect waiting for him in bed and definitely not someone who he cared
about so deeply.  "We should get under the blankets or one of us is going
to wake up cold." he said as he took hold of a free edge of the sheet that
wrapped around Tyler.

Tyler didn't say a word but moved up onto his knees as David slowly pulled
the blanket from him.  David balled it up and tossed it to the side and
stood in amazement at Tyler as he sat back on his heels completely
unashamed, showing his nearly naked body to his dad.  David moved toward
the bed and peeled back the blanket and watched the little imp react by
quickly climbing under.  David sat on the bed and pulled the blanket back
over him and without hesitation put his arms around Tyler and pulled him
into a hug as he slowly laid back.

Tyler was pulled almost on top of his dad's chest and laid his head down on
his collarbone.  For several minutes Tyler listened to his dad's heartbeat
while David rubbed his son's back.  As the embrace relaxed, Tyler slouched
against David's side and rest his head on the muscular shoulder feeling a
little bit of his dad's armpit hair tickling the side of his neck as it
peaked out of the sleeve of his shirt.  He reached his arm across his chest
and as he moved his leg a little, David moved his own leg over encouraging
Tyler to drape his knee across it.  Their breathing eventually became
synchronized and they let their eyes once again close.  Both of them happy
that, like they were for the majority of the afternoon and evening, they
were close once again; no walls separating, just together.

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