Date: Thu, 24 Jan 2019 06:08:54 -0600
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: The Family Hogan, Part one (incest)

Hey Guys.
Hit a road block with PDD. So I'm taking a break and playing around with
this story. I've had it in my head for a while. So forgive me but PDD is
about to end anyway.  And if you know my stories I like to set things up
before I get to the good parts. So bear with me. It might be the end of
this chapter or in the next one.

All of my stories are pure fiction. From my twisted mind. I use real places
but made up people. Made up situations. It's all made up except the
locations. So no I have not had any of these experiences. I have no idea
how long the trailer park I'm using in this story has existed. It's just a
place to use.

I guess I lose interest in the stories when you guys seem to lose interest.
The more emails the more it keeps me going. So given that my mind has been
wrapped around the following scenario. I hope you enjoy it.

I'm not your father. You know the laws in your states. You know the
chances of diseases. But live your life how you want to on your terms.
Life is short. Love.

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Part one:: How It All Started::

Desert Capri Mobile Home Park, Adelanto, California. Just outside of
Victorville. 1978. Patrick Hogan was bringing home his new bride, Stacy, to
the used single wide trailer he just bought. Both 18 they would be living
away from her home, San Bernardino,  for the first time. Patrick grew up
just north of San Bernardino in Del Rosa off of Quial Canyon road. Him, his
brother and his parents lived in a small two bedroom home on a large plot
of land. Before the hills were built up with tract homes. But still went to
Cajon High School with Stacy who had lived in the Arrow Head Farms area.

Patrick was once one of the high school's tight ends. 6' tall, dark Irish
good looks, muscular with dark hair on his chest with a treasure trail
leading to below his waist. Tanned from going without a shirt most of his
life his beefy chest with dark nipples and a constant sheen of sweat on his
skin was hard to miss. His shoulders and arms showed the signs of what a
powerhouse he was on the team. Along his square jaw was a constant dark 5
o'clock shadow. He had an infectious smile that complimented his green
eyes. Although not a stellar football star, nor much of a scholar, he was
quite popular in school and known as one of the nicest guys. Just that guy
that all the girls wanted to be with and the guys wanted to be.

Stacy was a quiet girl. Not part of any of the in crowds. Pretty but plain
and not very outgoing. A larger chest than most of her classmates with a
very small waist.  Many couldn't figure out what Patrick saw in her except
for maybe her body. She wasn't what you would normally see a handsome jock
date. Usually they went for the flashier cheerleader types. Stacy looked
like someone's wife.

What everyone didn't know was that Patrick wasn't really interested in any
girls but Stacy made a good cover. Patrick knew he could probably never
live his truth so he went through the motions of being a straight stud.
Patrick kept his persona as the hot high school jock and Stacy got to date
a football player. He had sex with her exactly three times. Once in their
junior year after the prom. Him and one of his buddies double dated and the
got one hotel room for after the dance. The two couples went to their own
queen sized bed in the room and proceeded to do the deed. Patrick, of
course, stole glances of his buddies ass going up and down to keep his cock
hard.

The next time was at the beginning for their senior year. There was a hay
ride and some of the couples got 'lost' in the woods. So, once again, to
keep up appearances, Patrick made a show of taking Stacy near the bonfire.
Stacy went along with it even though she was always weary of Patrick's need
to do things in such a public way.

The third and last time they ever had sex was a month before graduation. No
one to show off for that time. Stacy actually initiated it. She wanted to
be sure she wasn't wasting her time with the stud. She figured he wasn't
really interested in her or had a bunch of girls on the side. Because he
sure wasn't giving it up to her. He went along with it but the whole
experience was lacking any passion. Patrick could barely keep it up and
there was no hugging or kissing afterwards. Stacy thought for sure that
this relationship had lost all momentum if it ever had any to begin with.
She was ready to be free of Patrick. She applied for colleges and was
planning on moving forward without him.

But as their senior year ended they found out that, to Stacy's horror, she
was pregnant. Patrick of course did the proper thing and married her right
after graduation. Both sets of parents contributed to the down payment of
the new home as long as they didn't have a big wedding. Everything had
happened so quickly that when Patrick brought Stacy to that mobile home all
she could think was, 'how the fuck did this happen'. The 'wedding' was in
the back yard of Stacy's childhood home. A very small group of friends and
family were invited. That night, in lieu of a hotel room, Patrick and Stacy
went camping. Stacy was in so much of a state of shock of what was
happening to her she didn't even notice that she and her new husband didn't
even have sex the night of the wedding.

Patrick landed a job right away as a carpenter's apprentice in Victorville.
His dad, a foreman himself in San Bernardino, had connections. A friend of
his got Patrick on with the carpenters. Patrick's dad figured Victorville
would be cheaper for the new family and they could have a better start. So
right after the wedding and the overnight camping trip the young newlyweds
headed to Victorville to begin their new lives.

Patrick's brother, Jonny, was 14 when Patrick left home.  The two
brother's, with only four years between them, were close. They shared a
room as finances around the Hogan household were always tight and that's
why they lived in a two bedroom house on the outskirts of town. Patrick was
taken with his little brother the minute he was brought home from the
hospital. For the first couple of years little Jonny slept in a crib in his
parents room. But when he was old enough they set up a bed for him in
Patrick's room. Patrick was thrilled. He loved being Jonny's big brother
and Jonny followed Patrick everywhere he went. So the feeling, from the
start, was mutual.

As time went on Jonny would crawl into bed with Patrick more nights than
not. Patrick never minded. He would do anything for his little brother. He
loved it when Jonny snuggled up to him in the middle of the night. His
little brother's love always made him feel special. The way Jonny looked up
to him he knew he could never let the little guy down so he made it his
mission to always give Jonny something to be proud of.

When Patrick entered puberty he never hid anything from his little brother.
Jonny was his best friend. But Patrick would ask Jonny to wait until after
he jacked off sometimes to crawl into his bed. He didn't feel comfortable
sharing that intimate moment with Jonny even though Jonny was watching
every moment from his bed. The minute Patrick would shoot off Jonny was
crawling into his bed. Even as he was wiping his mess with a tissue.
Patrick would just laugh.

Soon after Patrick found his own cock he started to sleep naked. Jonny, not
wanting to do anything his big brother wasn't doing, soon shed his
underwear and pajamas too. Neither one of them were ever embarrassed with
the other. It was so natural for them to share the intimate event.

For a few years they had hugged, kissed (even a peck on the mouth here and
there) and even felt each other's erections against the other but never
went further than that. Jonny was afraid of what his big brother would
think of him and Patrick was afraid of hurting Jonny. But they both knew
there was more to them than just close brothers.

Patrick loved to hold onto the small boy at night. Wrapping his muscular
arm around Jonny and pulling his naked body close to his. And Jonny craved
the smell of his brother around him. The warmth of his muscular body and
the scent of his masculinity made him crazy as he went through puberty
himself a few years ago. Even at 14 Patrick was everything to Jonny. No
other man or woman could ever take his place.

Sometimes, late at night, when they just whispered to each other about the
future and their dreams, they would lay on their sides facing each other
staring into each other's eyes. They would both be aware of their swollen
cocks touching each other but tried to ignore it. Patrick would sometimes
put his hand on his brother's lower back to pull him in closer so that
their crotches were rubbing on each other. And then he would let his hand
wander down a bit to where his fingers were in the cleft of his little
brother's ass. Jonny would let out a whimper wanting his brother to go
farther but dare not ask. Then Patrick would smile and give his brother a
peck on the mouth. Leaving Jonny wanting so much more.

But, sadly, that all ended the day he married Stacy.

Since they've been married and living in Adelanto Stacy had become more
quiet and resentful. This was not how she imagined her life. The only
positive part of her marriage was that her husband was stunning to look at.
Athletic with dark hair and green eyes. Not only was he good to look at but
he had the warmest most welcoming personality. To him no one was a
stranger. Everyone fawned over Patrick. Except her.

At this point they were married 8 months. But they only went through the
motions. Patrick was kind to her and helped her whenever he could but
showed her little physical affection. Towards the end of the pregnancy
Stacy started to feel trapped. She knew this marriage was a mistake but
didn't see a way out of it.

In February of 1979 Stacy gave birth to a boy. They called him Colin.
Patrick was absolutely over the moon with the little boy but Stacy was only
lukewarm to the child. That is how she would always be with Colin. To her
he was the reason she was suffering this life isolated from her family.
Colin was why she didn't go to college. Colin was her hell.

As Colin grew so did Stacy's resentment. All day, while Patrick was at
work, she was stuck in the trailer with a toddler. Her only escape was when
Patrick got home she would run to the grocery store while her husband
watched Colin. She usually spent more time than she needed to wandering up
and down the aisles just to get away. Soon she would extend the time by
going to one of the local dives for an hour or so before she went to the
store.

At age six Colin started kindergarten. Stacy felt a release, like she had
been released from solitary confinement, and she tried to make the most of
her days without Colin. She hit her favorite dive bars during the day and
even met a few men along the way. Men that didn't mind giving her the
affection she was craving.

Somewhere around the middle of winter she had become involved with an
unemployed Vietnam Vet by the name of Rick. Rick lived on the other side of
the park and he sold drugs. But Stacy found Rick to be exciting and Rick
wanted to do things to her. Things that Patrick never did. Things that she
didn't even know about. Sometimes one of Rick's friends would be at his
place when she came over. They would share her as they all got high. She
loved every minute of it.

Patrick noticed the change in Stacy. He could tell she'd been drinking
more. Although he didn't know about the drugs. They both knew they didn't
love each other but Patrick loved Colin more than anything and tried to
keep his wife happy so Colin would have a happy mother. But nothing he did
made Stacy happy. Until she met Rick.

Stacy's attitude changed when Rick started fucking her and having his
friends fuck her. She felt light, free and happy for the first time in 7
years. Patrick had no idea that Stacy was having an affair, or multiple
affairs, while Colin was in school and he was at work. And he wouldn't for
a while.

Meanwhile, back at home, his brother Jonny, had gotten into some trouble.
Jonny was 20 now. Almost 21. Since Patrick had left to be with Stacy Jonny
was a bit of a handful. Although Jonny tried to follow his brother's foot
steps in high school as a well liked jock, he was more of the jock that was
always in trouble, mostly little things but trouble non the less. He was
the kicker on the football team. It was one of the things that he did well
in high school. As far as academics he and Patrick were a lot a like.

Jonny was 5' 9" and built. Even at his short stature he still looked
intimidating.  He had the same smoldering dark Irish looks his brother had.
Always a five o'clock shadow since he was 16. Now at 20 he was cocky and
hot and he knew it. But it wasn't the young girls he flirted with. It was
young athletes. The Hogan brothers were more alike than they ever knew.

After high school Jonny was going to the Community College and he was also
working at the high school for credit. He was the football coaches
assistant. The job didn't pay except for the credits earned towards his
associates degree. He wasn't sure if he would go for a full degree or not.
School was never his thing but he didn't know what he wanted to do with his
life.

Jonny newest 'friend' was a sixteen year old rising football star by the
name of Billy. Billy was in awe of his older friend and would do anything
he wanted. Even take his cock. And Jonny loved to fuck the younger guys.
But Jonny yearned to be fucked himself. But he was always hoping his
brother had done that for him years ago. Without Patrick he had to learn to
improvise.

Billy's parents didn't think much of the older ex football player helping
out their son. There was something off about the older jock taking such an
interest in their baby boy. Although they just though he was mentoring him
in his sport. They didn't know that Billy was Jonny's latest lover.

At the time Jonny also had a shit job at a gas station. He was assigned to
change oil once in a while but he mostly manned the pumps and the office.
It was one of those small gas stations. Not like the one's today.

Still living at home he felt like he would never get out and he needed
money. So he started to sell weed. Soon he had a nice nest egg built up and
would be able to move out soon. He kept the money in a separate place. Not
in the bank. Outside the house he made a cleaver hiding place behind some
of the houses side boards. Back corner of the house. It was hinged and
locked but no one would notice it was there unless they knew what to look
for.

About the time Jonny turned 21 shit hit the fan. Billy's parents found weed
in the boys room. Billy admitted he got it from Jonny. Billy's parents
called the police. The police tailed Jonny for a while until they caught
him selling weed to an underage boy near the high school. A search of his
parents house turned up a lot more weed hidden. Jonny's parents were dumb
founded. How did they never know?

Jonny lucked out in one way however. Billy never told anyone about their
affair. Things could have ended much worse for Jonny. Billy was going to
miss the attention from Jonny but would soon find it other places.

The police believed that Jonny's parents didn't know about their son's side
business. By this time they were older and you could tell they were in the
dark about their son's career. When Jonny had his day in court he received
10 years in prison with the possibility of parole in five. His parents were
beside themselves with grief. It was almost like they were going to bury
their son. When Patrick heard about his little brother's sentence he was
heartbroken.

In Stacy's sick mind she was glad Jonny got busted. She liked watching
Patrick, perfect Patrick, suffer. She was so over her marriage and having
to take care of a child she never wanted. She loved seeing Patrick in pain.

By this time she and Rick were hot and heavy. Rick was wild and a little
crazy. Made Patrick look like Mr. Rogers. Rick couldn't hold a job but he
owned the trailer. One day he said to Stacy, "I want to sell the trailer
and take off, maybe down to San Diego, or up to San Francisco. You want to
go with me?"

Stacy was in! It took a few months to make all the plans. By the time she
left with Rick Colin was well into third grade. She left while Colin was in
school and Patrick was at work. Took all her cloths and cleaned out the
bank accounts.

Colin was dropped off by the bus two doors down from his trailer. He was
used to coming home to an empty trailer. His mother hid a key for him a
while back. Making him promise not to tell his dad that she wasn't home
when he got home. Giving her more time with Rick.

So when Colin got home that day he wasn't surprised to find no one home. He
made himself a snack and went to watch TV. The only surprising thing was
that his dad made it home before his mom.

"Where's mom?" Patrick asked his son as he shed his sweaty shirt leaving
him in just his dirty and torn 501's and boots. Then he opened the fridge
looking for a beer. The cool air from the fridge hit his sweaty chest and
hardened his nipples.

Colin didn't even hear his dad come in he was so engrossed in his show. He
looked up startled and then saw his dad walking towards him shirtless and
sweaty. "Dad! Is it that late already? Sorry."

"What are you sorry for son. You didn't do anything. Where is your mom
though buddy?" he asked again as he sat down on the sofa next to his nine
year old boy. His only bright spot in his dead end marriage.

"She's usually home by now" the boy said.

"Home by now? You mean she's not home when you get home?" Patrick asked
surprised.

"Not usually. But she said not to tell you." Colin said quietly hoping he
didn't get into trouble.

"Oh son. I'm sorry. How long has this been going on? Your mom not home when
you get home?" Patrick asked as he put his arm around his boy pulling him
into a hug.

"Well, I guess always, she made me promise never to tell you though." Colin
said sniffling.

"sh, sh now boy. You did nothing wrong. Do you know where she goes?"
Patrick was becoming aggravated with his wife. He knew she could care less
about him but he thought she was at least looking out for the boy.

"She doesn't know I know but she hangs out with Mr. Rick. In his trailer."
the boy looked scared. Patrick knew he didn't like telling on his mom.

Patrick gave Colin a kiss on the head and got up. "Don't worry about it
son. You did nothing wrong. I'm going to take my shower." as Patrick made
his way into his bedroom he noticed some drawers open and the closet ajar.
He started looking around and saw that there was nothing left of Stacy's
things. She cleared out.

Patrick sat on the bed for a second. Not sure how he should feel about it
all. Was she really gone? Was he upset? Was he glad? It took him a couple
of minutes to realize he was sad. Sad that she could do this to Colin. And
then that made him angry. There were two people he cared about in this
world more than anyone else. Colin and Jonny. He wasn't there for Jonny
because of Stacy. And now Stacy abandoned Colin. He would be damned if he
let anything happen to Colin because of her.

He went back out to the living area and grabbed his discarded shirt, "Son,
I'll be back in a minute, you be ok?"

"Sure dad, where are you going?" Colin looked worried.

"Don't worry son. I'll be right back. I'm going to see if I can find out
where your mom is." Patrick said as he went out the door. He was really
going to Rick's to confront her. Find out if this is the end or not and
what sort of relationship she hoped to have with their son.

If truth be told Patrick couldn't give a shit about Stacy. But she was
Colin's mother and that made all the difference in the world. For Colin's
sake he hoped she would come to her senses and at least make an arrangement
with Patrick for their child's care.

Patrick knew of Rick and where Rick lived. They never really spoke but
waved hello once in a while. Everyone in the park did. When Patrick walked
up to Rick's trailer there was a sold sign on it. He went up to one of the
windows and it was cleared out. Nothing left.

As Patrick walked away disgusted he heard a voice say to his left, "Looking
for your wife?". Patrick turned and he saw an older man sitting on the deck
of Rick's neighbor.

"Yes sir", Patrick replied not knowing who the man was but he obviously
knew who Patrick was, "Seen her?".

"Oh just about everyday for the past couple of years. Till this morning.
She and Rick loaded up a U-haul and they took off. I figured you knew." The
old man said coming off of his deck. "I'm Tom by the way, Tom Dover, and
you're Patrick right?"

"Yep, glad to meet you, how did you know my name?" Patrick asked. He knew
news traveled around the park but he was clueless to most of it. Obviously
this man had his ear to the park and knew everything.

"It's a small park son. So I take it you didn't know your wife was hitting
the road with Rick?" Tom asked.

"Nope, all news to me, not that I'm all that upset about it. But she left
her son also. That part pisses me off." Patrick said in a matter of fact
way.

"Well I'll be honest with you. They've been planning this for a while. When
I'm on my deck I can hear them talking through the open windows. Now mind
you I wasn't spying on purpose but our trailers are right up on top of each
other. Hard to miss. And I like sitting on my deck. I also heard her say
you had a nice little nest egg built up so you might check with your bank
tomorrow. I just assumed you knew about her and Rick otherwise I guess I
should have warned you." Tom said regretfully.

"Well fuck, she probably cleaned me out, the bitch. Now what am I going to
do." Patrick said quickly and then looked up at the old man, "Not your
fault bud. It's my fault for not paying attention. I was stupid enough to
think she was home taking care of my boy. Talk about having your head in
the sand. Fuck. I'm going to have to sell the place and then see what I can
do."

"Well I sure am sorry Patrick. From what I could hear it sounded like you
wanted out of the marriage as much as she did. But I guess I was wrong."
Tom said.

"Well, you weren't wrong, we weren't good from the start. But I wanted my
boy to get old enough to at least take care of himself. I may have to move
back home now. Fucking bitch. If it wasn't for my son I would have been
done with her before we ever married." Patrick was shaking his head.

The two men said their good byes and then Patrick headed home. He didn't
know what he was going to tell Colin but he figured he had to be honest.

Patrick sat Colin down when he got home and explained that his mom and Rick
were now a couple and that they left for a while to start their new life.
He wasn't sure when they would hear back from her. Colin seemed sad for a
few minutes but took it in stride. Then he looked at his dad and said, "Was
it my fault dad? She always seemed mad at me." he sniffled.

This really angered Patrick, "Oh no son. She wasn't mad at you. She loves
you. I love you. I think mom just wasn't happy. She needed to go someplace
and try to be happy. But it wasn't because of you. It would never be."
Patrick tried to remain calm and reassure his son.

Patrick hugged Colin and they sat there quietly for a while. Then Patrick
said, "I should go shower son. I probably stink." as he back away from
Colin on the couch and removed his tee shirt.

"I don't think so dad. I always can't wait for you to come home. When you
smell from work I know I'm safe because you're home." Colin said slightly
embarrassed.

Patrick was taken aback for a minute and then said, "You like the way I
smell?" Stacy hated it. Made him shower as soon as he got home from work.
Didn't want him stinking up her bed.

"Is that bad?" Colin looked scared again. Like he said something wrong. Now
his dad would leave him too.

Patrick relaxed and put his arm back around Colin, "Not at all buddy. You
associate my smell with being safe though? I mean. It's not bad. I'm just
surprised." he pulled the boy into him to reassure him, "Nothing you tell
me is bad son as long as your honest. I love you so much. Don't forget
that. You can tell me anything."

The boy relaxed and then put his head on his dad's chest.

Then Patrick said, "Tell you what. You want to order a pizza? And I'll have
that beer I was going to have before I left. We'll just sit here and watch
TV together."

"That sounds good dad. But I thought you were going to shower?" Colin said
smiling up to his dad liking the sound of pizza and a night alone with his
dad.

"But my son, who I love very much, said he likes the way I smell. So for
tonight I'll wait on the shower. How's that?" Patrick said letting his son
know that what he liked wasn't bad.

"For a dad you're pretty cool" Colin was grinning from ear to ear.

"Oh yeah" Patrick started tickling his son. They horsed around for a few
minutes and then Patrick got on the phone and ordered a pizza while he
opened a beer. Colin flipped through the channels on the TV.

After the pizza and a few shows Colin fell asleep next to his dad. After
Patrick finished the beer he was having, his fifth, he picked the boy up
and put him in his bed. The boy just had shorts on so he left him be and
covered him with his Star Wars sheet. Gave him a kiss on the forehead and
then headed to his room.

He stripped off his jeans and crawled naked into the bed. Thinking about
how the day ended up. His wife gone. He was actually relieved. And Colin
seemed relieved also.

Colin seemed so much like Jonny was at that age. So innocent. And he looked
up to Patrick just like Jonny did. He would never let Colin down like he
felt he let Jonny down.

He put his hands behind his head as he lay there. Then his own scent hit
him. Then he thought about what Colin said. That he liked his father's
scent. Patrick took a good whiff of his own pit and then started to get
hard. He couldn't blame the boy. He always liked his own scent himself.
Another fucking thing Stacy didn't like about him.

The only time he could ever jack off was in the shower. Stacy thought
jacking off was disgusting. She pretty much thought he was disgusting. But
now things are different. He can pull out a load right here in bed before
he goes to sleep. As it should be.

He reached for his cock feeling it up for the first time in a while. He
liked the way if felt. As he did he stuck his nose into his pit. He hadn't
felt like this since the last time he was in bed with Jonny. God how he
wanted to love his little brother. Make love to him. But he didn't dare.
The kid idolized him. He would never do that to him. Jonny would have hated
what he was. Patrick knew he was queer. But no one else did. Not even Jonny.

So he jacked off thinking about what could have been. Thinking about
Jonny's perfect body. The way they hugged and even kissed at night. All
perfectly brotherly but left him wanting more.

It didn't take long. He came all over his chest and stomach. He reached
over and used some tissue to clean up and then he was spent. His last
thought was that he was going to call in tomorrow. Get Colin to school and
then go to the bank to see how bad of shape they were in.

Then sleep took over.

Sometime during the night he heard Colin come in and then crawl into his
bed. Patrick saw that he was still in his shorts. He woke up enough to say,
"What's wrong son?"

"I had a dream you left me too" Colin said sniffling.

"Oh come here baby. I'm not going anywhere. Never." Patrick forgot he was
naked. But it didn't matter. And he was still half asleep. He pulled Colin
into him and spooned him as the boy went back to sleep. He went back into a
deep sleep as well.

The next morning Patrick woke to an empty bed. He got up and took a piss
and then went into the kitchen still naked to start the coffee. He was
surprised to see Colin, naked, at the table having cereal. "I'm sorry son.
I'll go put on some shorts." he turned to go back into his room.

"Why dad. It's just us guys. I like naked." Colin said smiling.

Patrick smirked and thought, 'god he's just like Jonny'. And then he said,
"Well that's fine but we have to get going soon. You have school and dad
has to take care of some things."

"Aren't you going to work dad?" Colin said as he munched on his cereal.

"Not today son. I have to go to the bank after I get you to school. Then
I'm going to have to call grandpa. So hurry up and eat and go get dressed.
It's getting late." Patrick said as he got the coffee brewing.

While Patrick was keeping himself busy at the kitchen counter Colin watched
his dad in awe. He was convinced his dad was the strongest, nicest and best
dad in the world. Colin had other feelings about his dad but he didn't know
what they were. He didn't understand them yet.

Patrick snapped Colin out of his thoughts and made him go get dressed as he
got dressed himself. He then called his foreman at work and told him what
was going on and how he need the day to work it out.

He loaded them into the truck and set off for Colin's elementary school.
Once Colin was safely in the school he headed for the bank. He sat down
with one of the manager's and explained his situation. He wasn't there to
blame anyone but he wanted to know what was left.

After a quick audit of Patrick's accounts the manager came back with the
bad news. The savings account was drained and closed. The checking account
was left with enough of a balance for one months worth of bills from what
Patrick could figure. That was it. The color drained from Patrick's face.
He had saved up a decent sized nest egg in that savings account. They
weren't rich but it was enough to get them through bad times if he ever got
laid off. Now it's gone.

He and the manager worked it out to where Patrick opened a new checking
account in his name only and transferred the money from the old account to
the new one. At least she wouldn't be able to get her hands on what was
left.

The next thing he did was get on the phone with his dad. Thankfully he
found him in the office of the construction company he worked at. He told
him everything that happened and his dad told him to hold on. He got on the
other line and called his own lawyer. The lawyer told his dad Patrick's
options.

Patrick was to release his bank records to the lawyers office. Then the
lawyer was going to interview Tom Dover, Rick's neighbor, and get him to
agree to be a witness. Then they would file divorce papers right away
asking for full custody of Colin.

The lawyer said it was a long shot because the courts always seemed to side
with the mother no matter what the circumstances. But hopefully Stacy would
cooperate and they could have a clean divorce. She already got all the
money out of him she could. The lawyer was going to state since she already
got the money she wasn't entitled to the co-ownership of the trailer.

After the back and forth was done with the lawyer and it was just Patrick
and his dad on the phone again Patrick said, "I'm not sure what to do dad.
I can't watch Colin all day. I have to work. He's too young."

"Sell the trailer and come back home. Your mother would love to have Colin.
The two of you will be fine in your old room. The two beds are still in
there. At least until we figure something out. I'll get you a job here. You
have a good reputation there. I'll be able to get you on here with no
problems."

So that's what they did. Within a month the trailer was sold. Stacy was
found and served with divorce papers. She started to balk at Patrick having
full custody till she was confronted with the fact that she left without
her child, cleaned out the bank accounts and they had a statement by Rick's
next door neighbor detailing her intentions and how she really felt about
her child. She just signed everything after that.

Patrick and Colin moved into Patrick and Jonny's old room. Colin started at
a new school and Patrick started at a new job. Things all settled down for
a few years until Patrick's parents were in a car accident.

Look for Part Two soon!

Some other stories of mine:

http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/searching-for-my-identity/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/when-dad-got-out-of-prison/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/wildcat/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/enough/
http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/celebrity/lust-in-space/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/runaway/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/my-uncles-trailer/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/trailer-park-heat/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/buck/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/salisbury-to-san-diego/
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/post-deployment-dad/

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