Date: Mon, 11 Jul 2005 11:51:46 -0400
From: Miguel Sanchez <miguel_sanchez55@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Bird and the Bear

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Miguel Sanchez

The Bird and the Bear

It was a bright sunny day as I walked down the streets of Tokyo without a
care in the world. Allow me to introduce myself, my name is Mitsui Yamatta
but people call me Charlie. My parents are very old school and I was given
the name of my grandfather. When I was younger, I didn't mind the name so
much but now I don't much care for it. My friends all have more western
names and one of my friends called me Charlie and it stuck.

I turned and went into my favorite sweet shop and got a few pieces of candy
then continued walking down the street. I chatted with a few friends and was
about to turn onto my street when I heard someone yelling at the top of
their lungs.

I stopped to listen to the commotion when all of a sudden a boy came flying
out of his house wearing just a pair of shorts. He tried to run but this man
was right behind him holding some kind of a stick. He lunged at the boy and
caught him by the arm then he raised the stick and swung it making his
sickening sound. I looked up and he had hit the boy across the butt and the
child was dancing holding his butt and screaming in pain.

I was so angry at what I was witnessing that I threw my candy down on the
ground and walked towards them. I was about 75 feet away from then when I
started yelling. As I got closer the boy saw me and the man went to raise
the stick to hit him when I hollered, "Hey if you want to beat on someone,
try me."

The man looked up and saw me walking towards him when the boy was able to
wiggle free. He ran towards me and I continued walking towards this slime.
When I was about 50 feet from the man the boy hid behind me. I told him to
stay put and continued walking.

My father had put me in karate when I was a young boy and it became my
favorite past time. I wasn't the biggest boy in my neighborhood and I was
always being taunted and bullied. I would come home in tears, afraid to go
back out and play. The karate gave me self confidence and discipline and I
soon was being left alone.

I kept walking until I was about three feet from him. He just stood there
looking at me then said, "I don't know who you are kid but you just bought
yourself a mess of trouble."

He raised the stick and prepared to swing it at me and as he was coming
down, I stepped to my left allowing it to hit the ground. As soon as it did,
I grabbed it and now I had the weapon. I began twirling it around and around
deciding what I wanted to do to him when the police showed up.

The man started yelling that I was a local hoodlum. We were separated and I
spoke with an officer in Japanese. The man was looking at me as I quietly
spoke to the officer but I could also tell the man didn't understand a word
I was saying. I pointed over to the boy who was crouched beside some rubbish
bins and the officer went over to talk with him. He helped the boy to his
feet then looked down the back of his shorts.

The man was telling the other officer how I tried to attack him to steal his
money and the officer looked like he was believing him until the one I was
talking to rejoined him. He said something to the officer in Japanese then
both of them grabbed the man and put him in handcuffs. The police officer
came over and said, "He is being arrested. Now, I just have to figure out
what to do with this young man. Do you have any family here in Tokyo son?"

The frightened boy just stood there crying shaking his head no. I didn't
want his boy spending time in a state orphanage and I didn't think he would
be lucky enough to get placed in a foster home so I said, "If it's alright
officer, he comes home with me."

I wrote down my address and handed it to him then he said, "We will stop by
after we process him."

I smiled at the boy then said, "That will be fine officer. I'm going to take
him home and get him cleaned up and talk with my parents."

I turned to look for the boy again and he was back hiding by the bins. I
walked over to him and extended my hand saying, "Hi, I'm Charlie. Charlie
Yamatta, what's yours?"

He took my hand and when I helped him up I saw him wince in pain. He was
about the same height as me then he said in a very soft voice, "I'm Tyler."

I held his hand and together we walked to my house. Mom would be in the
kitchen fixing supper and I wanted her to meet him but I needed to find out
just how badly he was hurt. We came in the front door and I said, "Hi Mom,
I'm home. I'm going to my room and I'll be out in a minute."

We took our shoes off then walked quietly down the hall to my bedroom. I
closed the door then said, "How bad are you hurt Tyler?"

He just stood there quietly then started to cry. I went over to him and put
my arms around him and said, "Tyler, can I see where he hit you?"

He nodded his head then turned red as he slid his shorts and pants down. He
turned around and I couldn't help but let out a gasp as I saw the big red
slash across his small buttocks. Tears started rolling down my cheeks as I
held my hand across my mouth. I turned him around and held him tightly as we
both cried. I gently touched the mark and he winced is pain. I looked into
his big brown eyes and said, "I will need to have mom help me here Tyler.
This wound needs tending to properly. Is that OK?"

He stopped crying then nodded his head giving me a weak smile in the
process. I gently lifted his pants and shorts back up over his body then we
walked out into the kitchen. Charlie stood there and when his mother saw him
he said, "Mother this is Tyler. He has a problem and we need your help."

Mom looked at us and could tell be both had been crying. She smiled then
said, "Certainly Charlie, what is it?"

I got really tongue tied and didn't know quite what to say so I turned Tyler
around towards me, lowered his shorts and pants then said, "Please help
Tyler."

When Mom saw the big red slash on Tyler's bottom she covered her mouth then
said, "Come here my little bird and we will care for you."

She extended her arms towards his and instinctively he raised his arms
towards her. As she picked him up, his shorts and pants slid off his legs as
she carried him to the bathroom. She drew a warm bath and put some herbs
into the water. She went to lift him onto the water and he drew back. "Is it
gonna hurt?" He asked in a soft voice.

"No little one," my Mom said in a soothing voice. Charlie soaks in this all
the time when he comes home from the Doh Jo."

Tyler looked at me and I nodded my head yes but he was having none of it.
Mom looked at me then said, "Maybe if you get in he will see there is
nothing to be scared of."

I stood up and started undressing then stepped into the warm water. I slowly
sat down then held out my arms to him. Mom helped him into the water then he
joined me sitting in the water. Mom sat on the toilet then I got up the
courage to ask him what was going on between him and who I guessed was his
father. I took his hands in mine then asked, "Why was that man hitting you
Tyler?"

He started looking at the water then said, "Because I was a bad boy."

My Mom was fighting to hold back the tears when she said, "What did you do
little one?"

He looked up at her and said, "I didn't pick my room up after I was done
playing."

"So he beat you with a stick?" I asked getting mad at his father again.

He looked at me then said, "I also didn't come fast enough when he called
me. He says a son must be obedient to his father."

Mom couldn't take hearing this any more so she left us in the tub. While we
were soaking my father came home from work and Mom must have told him about
Tyler. He came into the bathroom and said, "Hello son and who is your
friend?"

I stood up and he handed me a towel. I wrapped it around my waist and said,
"Father, this is Tyler."

I leaned over and helped him out of the bath and Dad saw his butt. He didn't
say anything but I could tell he was upset. I patted his bottom dry then did
the rest of him. Dad picked him up and carried him to my bedroom and laid
him on his stomach. He went across the hall into his room and returned with
a jar of salve. He took some of the salve and gently rubbed it into Tyler's
butt making sure the marks were covered then I helped him up and handed him
a robe to put on. I put a robe on too and we went out to the living room
when I introduced my parents to Tyler. My mother came in from the kitchen
then I said, "Tyler, I would like you to meet my mother Mitchiko Yamatta and
my father Kensi Yamatta."

Tyler walked over to them and shook their hand and gave each one of them a
hug saying, "Thank you for helping me. Your son is very brave just like a
bear. I owe him a lot. Thank you Charlie."

He turned around and ran over to me wrapped his arms around my neck and just
hugged me for the longest time. He started wiggling his crotch against my
stomach when I thought it might be best if I put his pants on him in case
the robe opened. I stood up and said, "Please excuse us for a minute. We
will be right back."

I got Tyler's shorts and pants then took him to my room and had him put his
pants on. When he opened his robe his 4 inch boner was sticking out from his
body. I was in awe of him then I asked, "How old are you Tyler?"

"Almost 13," he said smiling at me. "How old are you?"

"I just turned 14," I said returning his smile.

"Are you upset I rubbed myself against you?" he asked shyly looking at the
floor.

I walked over to him and lifting his chin said, "Oh no Tyler, I'm not upset.
I had you put these on so my parents wouldn't see you if the robe came
open."

Tyler put his pants on then closed the robe and tied the belt. We went back
to the living room when my Mom said, "Tyler, are you hungry?"

He smiled and said, "Yes ma'am, a little."

Mom went back into the kitchen then there was a knock on the door. My father
went and answered it and he returned with the two police officers who
arrested Tyler's father. Tyler saw them and came over beside me and cowered.
I wrapped my arm around him as the officers talked with my father. Dad came
over to Tyler then said, "Tyler, these men need to see your bottom. Don't
worry because Charlie and I will be right there."

Tyler stood up and removed his robe then blushing dropped his pants. One
officer gasped then said, "We are so sorry little one but we need to do
this."

The other officer kneeled behind him and took a couple of photos as evidence
then had him dress again. Tyler hopped on my father's lap then the officers
started asking him questions. I went into the kitchen and helped Mother
finish fixing dinner.

It took Mom and me about fifteen minutes to finish dinner and I was about to
check on Dad and Tyler when they came in to see how we were doing. I saw Dad
and asked, "What is going to happen to Tyler?"

Dad said, "I'll explain everything over dinner."

I looked at Tyler and he just shrugged his shoulders which meant Dad
probably talked in Japanese. We brought everything in and Mom fixed the
plates. I started eating and let Dad eat also but this suspense was killing
me. I was about half finished when I said, "Dad, please. What is going on?"

He swallowed his food then said, "The first officer said that they were
going to charge him with assault with a weapon on a minor, child abuse,
battery and mistreatment of a child."

I looked at Tyler then asked, "How long will he be in prison?"

Dad looked at Tyler then said, "The most he could do is 30 years but they
didn't think he would get the max unless he had done this before."

Tyler looked at him and said, "He's done this for as long as I can remember.
This is just the first time the police ever showed up."

I looked at Dad then said, "The only way he will get more time is if there
was solid proof the he beat Tyler before. One more question, what will
happen to Tyler? Who is he going to stay with?"

We had all finished eating but no one wanted to budge. Dad looked at me then
Tyler then said, "I told the officers that we would be Tyler's foster
parents for as long as he needed us."

We both went to Dad and hugged him when Tyler said, "Thank you sir. I don't
know what to say."

Dad smiled then said, "Someone from social services will be here in the
morning with some papers for us to sign."

We all cleared the table and put the dishes in the dish washer then Tyler
and I went into my room for a little bit. I looked at him and said, "Ty did
anyone ever take any pictures when your Dad beat you before?"

He just hung his head but didn't say anything. I looked at him and said,
"Please Ty; did someone?"

He nodded his head. "I have them hidden," he whispered.

"Wait here," I said as I went to talk with my Dad. "Dad, Tyler has proof
that this happened before. He has photos hidden at his house."

Dad came in and Tyler took us up to his house and he gave Dad the photos. We
came back home and Tyler ran over to Mom and curled up in her lap and
started crying again. Mom rocked him and started singing a lullaby to him in
Japanese. He laid there still crying while she sang then she said, "Why are
you crying little bird?"

"Those pictures," he said burying his head into her chest. "He hurt me bad
then. My friend Chris helped me that time but he moved away."

I saw Dad looking at the photos and I went over to Mom and Ty because I
didn't want to risk seeing them. Tyler turned onto his side and wrapped his
arms around me. "Are you alright Ty?"

"Can we go back to your room my bear?" Tyler asked me?"

I smiled at him and said, "Sure thing my little bird."

It was late and Tyler and I had a full day. I said good night to my parents
and even Ty hugged them too. As soon as the door was closed Ty was in my
arms hugging me. We hugged for a few minutes then he started grinding
himself against me again. I kissed him on ht head and said, "Let's get our
teeth brushed and use the bathroom so we can go to bed."

We did our nightly business then we returned to my room. We took our robes
off and I turned out the lights then we slipped into bed. Ty was back in my
arms again and I started rubbing his back and I discovered he was naked. I
ran my fingers over the welt and he didn't wince in pain. I was about to
explore his body when I heard on knock on the door. The door opened and my
father came in carrying the salve. He set it by the bed and said, "Rub some
into the wound in the morning son."

He leaned over and kissed us both good night then left closing the door
behind him. Tyler had his head on my chest and he started rubbing my chest.
He kept this up for a few minutes then he said, "Charlie, do you like this?"

I was harder than I'd ever been and I whispered back saying, "Yes Ty, this
feels very good."

"Charlie can I touch you?" he whispered while he continued to rub my chest.

I turned on my side and said, "Yes and can I touch you too?"

"Oh Charlie please do," he said in a shaky voice.

I felt his hand start to travel down and he gently touched my dick. I
shuddered as he wrapped his fingers around it and started to stroke. I
rubbed his stomach then slid down to his dick. He moaned as I started
stroking then he said, "Charlie I'm going to shoot my sperms."

Tyler had no staying power but neither did I right now. I felt my sperm come
to the surface faster than it ever had before. "Tyler I'm going to shoot
too."

We each fired our juices on the other's hand and we laid there breathing
hard. I reached under the bed and got the towel I use for times like this
and got us cleaned up. I felt Tyler's tears on my stomach and he said,
"Thank you my bear."

I kissed his cheek then said, "Like wise my little bird."

I wrapped him in my arms and we both slipped off to dreamland. I woke at my
usual time and Tyler was still in dreamland on his stomach. I reached over
and got the salve and rubbed some into the wound. I was amazed the nasty
welt on his butt was almost gone. I felt my bladder tell me it needed to be
emptied so I covered Tyler back up then went to the bathroom.

I went into the kitchen and saw Mom at the table having her morning tea.
"Morning Charlie," she said as I went into the fridge and took out the
orange juice.

I kissed her then said, "Tyler is still sleeping. The welt on his butt is
nearly gone."

What Mom said next took me by surprise. I sat at the table when she said,
"Did you and Tyler have fun?"

I didn't know what to say. I sipped my juice then said, "What do you mean
Mom?"

"Just what I said," she said. "I know you are not like other boys. You
father and I just want you happy."

I never did anything that would make her suspicious that I didn't like
girls. I looked at her and said, "Yes Mom, we did but please don't say
anything to Ty. I don't want him feeling bad. I will talk with him and let
him know everything is alright."

"You two make an unlikely pair but one doesn't question the heart," she said
patting my hand.

I smiled at her then said, "Mom, we're going to need to go back to his house
and get Tyler some clothes."

"If he has a key that shouldn't be a problem," she said.

"We were down there last night but I didn't think of it," I said upset with
myself.

"You were worried about Tyler," Mom said as she started to fix me
breakfast."

"What was he worried about me for," a voice said.

I looked up and Tyler was standing in the kitchen door. I smiled at him and
said, "Last night Ty, when we were at your house. I didn't think to get some
clothes for you."

My little bird came in and sat beside me and I poured him a glass of juice.
He looked at me worried then said, "We can get some but will he be back?"

"We don't think so," Mom said as she fixed out plates. "We can ask the
social worker when he gets here. You can wear some of Charlie's clothes for
now. You both get a bath when you're finished eating."

We put our plates in the sink then went back to my room. I dug through my
dresser to find some shorts that would fit Ty because he was even shorter
than I was. I managed to find a pair that fit him then found him a pair
pants. We went onto the bathroom and I started filling the tub then
stripped. I saw Ty's tool proudly standing at attention which caused mine to
do the same. Tyler stepped forward and started caressing it then kissed me
passionately. What he did next almost made me cum on the spot. He leaned
down and kissed my dick. I gasped and said, "Oh Tyler that felt good."

I regained my composure and cut the water off to the tub. I stepped in first
then helped Ty in. He saw my stick still standing tall and this time he did
more than kiss it. He kneeled down and took it in his mouth. I closed my
eyes and sucked wind and totally wild feelings overtook me. Ty bobbed his
head up and down for a couple of minutes then without warning I stiffened
and shot into his mouth. He stood up smiling and said, "How did that feel?"

"My god Ty," I said catching my breath. "That was great. Where did you learn
that?"

"A friend showed me," he said.

I wanted to try that but I knew now wasn't the time. We had to get our bath
and be done before the social worker arrived. We sat down and I washed Ty's
back half while he did the front. When that was done we switched places and
he did me. I let the water out then we quickly got dried and dressed. We
just finished when Dad came home and said, "I need to be here with your
mother to sign papers on Tyler."

The social worker came and Mom and Dad signed the papers and he looked at
the other bed room that technically would be Tyler's. We told him we had to
go back and get clothes for him from his house and he said that wouldn't be
a problem. After he left, Dad went with us to get Ty's clothes. When we went
in this time, Tyler seemed distant and mechanical when we went to get his
clothes. He got just what he needed and nothing else. It took us about 15
minutes to pack everything then we left. As we were walking back towards our
house Tyler said, "Charlie, I don't ever wanna go back to that place again."

Dad heard the comment and said, "We'll do everything we can to see that that
never happens, son."

After we got Tyler's clothes put away we went out and played with some of my
friends. A few of my friends had said they'd seen him outside his house but
could never play because he said he had to be there if his father called
him. I felt myself getting sad again at the existence Ty had before he was
about to get out of the house. I stood back and watched him play with the
others and it was as if he was six instead of twelve. We got a game of
football (soccer) up and he was a natural at the game. I played keeper
(goalie) and he scored the winning goal for his team.

Afterwards we walked around and then stopped at the sweet shop and I got him
and me some candy. It was getting late so we all said our good byes and we
headed home. We were hot and sweaty and when Mom saw us she said, "To the
bath with you two now."

Tyler smiled at the knowledge that he would again get to see me naked. As we
walked down the hall I noticed Ty's shorts bulging in the crotch. When we
got into my room Ty immediately hugged me. I could see his eyes tearing so I
asked, "What's wrong Ty?"

"Charlie, I had a wonderful time today," he started. "I've seen some of your
friends before but I could never go and play. I feel so safe and free and I
love you all. I meant what I said about never wanting to go back to my old
house again. But most of all, I love you Charlie. You've saved me and shown
me kindness no one has before."

I held onto him and let him get everything out. I started undressing him and
he let me do this for him. Once he was naked, I removed my clothes then went
across the hall onto the bathroom. We took our bath and had a few gropes
here and there but nothing more. We were in the middle of the hall when my
Dad said, "Did you have a fun afternoon?"

Ty looked up at him and said, "Yes sir we did."

We quickly got dressed and then set the table for dinner.
After dinner we watched television and Ty seemed comfortable watching
Japanese programs. Mom would sometimes talk to him in Japanese and he seemed
to understand what she was saying and answer appropriately in English. At
10, Dad said it was getting late and we needed to get to bed. Ty asked my
Father, "Sir, can I still sleep with Charlie?"

I nodded my head saying it was alright with me so my Dad said, "Yes Ty, as
long as it is alright with Charlie, it is fine with us."

Ty smiled and said, "Oh thank you. I love Charlie so much."

We did out nightly business then stripped and jumped into bed. We wrapped
our arms around each other and kissed and cuddled. I felt Ty's hand caress
me then work its way down to my dick. He rubbed it and it grew under his
soft touch. I started caressing Ty's nail and his soft balls. Remembering
what he did to me earlier, I leaned down and started licking his tool. Tyler
felt this and started softly moaning. He turned his head towards my crotch
and started licking my tool also. We laid there each sucking the other's
tool trying to give the other the utmost in pleasure. I felt Ty's dick start
to swell then a sweet watery fluid shot out across my tongue. I knew he just
orgasmed and that sent me off as well. I cleaned Ty's dick in my mouth then
I let it go and he did likewise. I turned around and held him in my arms as
sleep overtook us.

The next few days flew by for us and we were getting closer and closer each
day. My heart was really opening up to Ty and I can finally say that I
really do love him. He was still asleep and I eased out from under the
covers and went to the bathroom. I pulled up a chair and just sat there
watching my little bird sleep. He finally stirred then I leaned over and
kissed him gently on the lips. He looked at me then I said, "Morning
sleepyhead."

He yawned and said, "Hi yourself. Do you know you're cute when you stare at
me?"

That's the first time someone has called me that other than my mother and it
made me giggle when I heard Ty say it. That was another reason why I loved
him so. He had this uncanny way to say something and be so totally innocent
about it. I smiled at him then said, "Thanks and you're cute when you sleep
too."

We put our robes on and went to the kitchen to eat breakfast. We were both
surprised to see Dad sitting there having a cup of tea. We both hugged him
then I said, "What are you doing home?"

It seemed the prosecutor was coming over to talk with Tyler about the case
and Dad wanted to be there in case he got upset or scared. They also
couldn't talk to him without Dad being there now that he is his legal
guardian. Dad sipped his tea then said, "There is a man coming over to talk
with Tyler about the trial. He is going to explain what he has to do."

When Ty heard this he started shaking. "I d don't know Dad," he said
stuttering. "Do I really have to?"

Dad picked him up and set him on his lap then said, "It will be alright son.
Charlie and I will be there in the courtroom and no one will be able to hurt
you."

"But my Father will be in there," he said as tears started to fall. "I'm
still scared of him."

"I know little bird," Dad said wiping the tears from his cheeks. "But he
won't be any where near you. We will go to the courthouse and I can show you
just how it will be, how's that?"

"I guess so," Tyler said still not sure if he liked what was going to
happen.

It was almost an hour later before the man arrived and Tyler was a nervous
wreck. We spent most of that time back in our room cuddling. I told him,
"It's going to be alright baby. Dad and I will be there."

"I know," he said. "It's just the fact my father will be there."

I looked right into his eyes and said, "I love you Ty, I won't let anything
happen to you."

Ty wrapped his arms around me and just held on. I was rubbing his hair and
holding him lost in our own world and never heard Dad knock on the door. I
don't know what made me look up but I saw him standing there smiling. He
rubbed both our heads then said, "Come on boys, it's time."

We stood up and walked to the door. Before we went out, Ty took my hand. We
went out to the living room and got surprised that there was a woman sitting
there instead of a man. Ty stayed close to Dad as she explained everything
to him. She sat across from them and said, "Tyler, I'm the assistant
prosecutor and I will be the one who will ask you questions. Your Father
will be in the courtroom but he won't be able to hurt you or even talk to
you. Officers will be on both sides of you as you come into the courtroom
and go to the witness box. In fact, officers will be beside your father if
that helps you feel better."

Ty just sat there listening to everything she said. She asked him if he had
any questions and he asked, "Can Dad and Charlie be there?"

"Of course," she said. "Your Dad must be with you and Charlie can be in the
courtroom too."

Ty was getting antsy on Dad's lap so he said we could go out and play. As
soon as we were outside, Ty reached up and took hold of my hand. We walked
around just holding hands not saying anything. We went over to the
playground and a couple of boys decided to try to start something. I didn't
know who they were but I said, "I don't think you really want to start
anything."

"Really," one boy said? "Why don't you take the little baby home and give
him a bottle?"

I was getting mad but I didn't want to resort to fighting. Just then several
of my friends showed up and Takashi said, "Hey Charlie, are these guys
trying to give you a hard time?"

"Not really," I said. "He's just running off at the mouth."

"That's what I thought," he said. "All mouth like always. Senji, why don't
you and your friend get out of here before you end up getting hurt?"

The two boys decided the numbers weren't in their favor so they left. Tai
and Sam were with Ty calming him down. Takashi and I want over to Ty and as
soon as I got close, he wrapped is arms back around me. I rubbed his head
and said, "It's alright now. Everything is fine."

We just sat around for a little while and finally Tyler came out of his
shell and started playing. It was good to see that side of him return. We
played around there until lunch then we all agreed to meet back there later
for another football game. Ty and I went home and washed up and Mom had
chicken sandwiches for us. Ty was hungry because he ate very little at
breakfast. I had just finished my first one when Tyler was finishing his
second. Mom got up and made us some more and after finishing his third
sandwich, Tyler was finally full.

After we ate, Dad had us go with him into the living room. He sat us on the
sofa and said, "I need to let you both know that the trial will be in two
weeks. Charlie, I know you love and care for Tyler and this is going to be
very difficult for him. Tyler, our little bird, we know this is going to be
rough on you but you have people who care for you. Please don't withdraw
from us. Allow us to help you because we want to and we love you."

Tyler went over to Dad and sat on his lap. He hugged him saying, "I don't
know what I would do if I didn't have you all right now. I think I might
have tried to kill myself or something. I just know I wouldn't have been
able to have the strength to do this. I just hope after all this he is put
away for a long time."

Dad rubbed his head then said, "We are all going to do our best to see that
happens."

Ty hopped down and he seemed to be in pretty good spirits. I looked at him
and said, "Are you ready to play football?"

He flashed that special smile of his and said, "Yeah man, are you going to
play keeper again?"

"Yeah," I said smiling at him. "You're not going to beat me like you did
last time."

"Oh yeah," he said laughing as he walked over towards me. "We'll just see
now, won't we?"

We went back out and caught up with our friends at the park. We chose up
teams and went at it for several hours until we were all to tired to move.
In the end the score ended up tied. We took our bath when we got home and
this time, we just relaxed in the tub.

After dinner we sat with Mom and Dad for a nice evening of family time
together. We were watching a movie on television but the next thing I
remembered, it was daylight and I was looking into Ty's brown eyes. I felt
Ty's hand rub my chest then as was usual for him, it traveled south. What I
felt next I didn't expect though. I felt his hand encase my soft dick and
begin to caress it. It seems Dad undressed us before putting us in bed. I
scooted over and went exploring Ty and found his tool already erect.

Ty dove under the covers and I felt him lick my thighs. I shuddered then
spread my legs because it tickled. Ty started licking my balls and I felt my
dick start to leak. This lasted a few minutes then he took my dick in his
mouth and started going to work on it. I pulled Ty on top of me so I could
get his dick in my mouth and we were locked in our oral expression of love.
I felt my balls churn then fire into Ty's warm mouth. I no sooner started
shooing then he did the same. I loved the feelings his mouth gave me but I
wish I could last longer before shooting.

Ty was out of his shell all day and for most of the time until two days
before we were to be in court. I'd noticed that he started clinging to me
and more to the point, Mom. It was if he was reverting back to a little boy
and Mom was the only person who could pacify him. At night he wanted me to
hold him and caress him while he cooed then would drift off to sleep.

The morning of court Ty seemed to snap out of it. We got up and took our
baths before rather than after breakfast. We went into the kitchen and Tyler
was first to hug Mom. It was if there was some unspoken language going on
between the two of them but it seemed to give Ty the strength he needed.

We went back to our room after we finished eating and got ready for court.
We got into some school clothes, a nice pair of slacks and a dress shirt
then came out so Dad could drive us to the courthouse. As we got closer to
court, Tyler started getting quiet and reached for my hand. He held onto it
the rest of the way there letting it go only to get out of the car. We went
inside the building then found the room where the case was going to be tried
and waited for the assistant prosecutor.

About fifteen minutes later she came walking in with another man and she
informed that he would be prosecuting the case. The lady said we had to wait
out here until Tyler's name was called. At that time we could enter and
Tyler would be escorted to the witness box. Once he had testified, he could
stay in the courtroom if he wanted. Tyler looked at her and asked, "How long
is he going to go to jail for?"

She could see he was really scared so she walked over to him and said,
"We're going to try to put him away for as long as we can."

She rubbed his head then had to go into the court to get ready for the case.
We waited another half hour until we heard Tyler's name called. Two officers
came out and he quickly gave Dad and me a hug. We went into the courtroom
and found a seat then Ty with his escorts went by. They led him to a box
where they put a stool for him to sit on so he could talk into the
microphone. One officer helped him onto the stool then walked to the back of
the court.

The assistant stood and asked him some basic questions at first. She asked
him his name and where he lived and if he knew what was going on and why he
was here. He answered her questions clearly and didn't mumble. She showed
him a picture of his rear end and him to tell the judge how he got hurt.
Tyler looked at her and said, "My father hit me when I didn't pick up a few
toys off the floor in my room and when I didn't run to him fast enough when
he called my name."

She asked him, "Is this the only time he's hit you like this?"

Tyler looked at her and said, "No Ma'am. He's hit me worse than this
before."

He reached into his pocket and handed her an envelope with pictures in them
then said, "This was a bad one. I managed to get over to a friend's house
and he helped me get cleaned up and his Mom took these pictures. It took me
almost a month to heal from that one. I don't know what would have happened
if school had been open."

"Did your father allow you to go out and play with other children?" She
asked Tyler.

"No ma'am," he said right away. "I could sit outside on the step but then I
had to be able to hear him if he called. If I didn't come fast enough when
he called me, he would punish me."

She thought for a minute then she asked him, "If Charlie hadn't helped you,
do you think your father would have hit you again?"

He looked at her and said, "Yes Ma'am, I do."

She smiled at him and said, "Thank you Tyler."

His father's lawyer walked over and said, "Isn't it true you talk back to
your father all the time?"

"No sir," Tyler said.

"Isn't it also true you try to strike your father when he disciplines you?"
He asked.

"No sir," Tyler answered again.

"Aren't you a child that has to be constantly corrected?" he asked.

"About as much as you do," Tyler said looking at the lawyer.

The lawyer turned then went back to his seat and Tyler came over and sat in
between Dad and me. The next person to testify was Tyler's father. His
lawyer asked him to describe Tyler. He father stated that he was a difficult
child who was always getting into mischief and when he was at school he was
unruly, disruptive and always getting into fights.

He then asked him to tell the judge what really happened that day. His
father said that Tyler and been playing his music loud and refused to turn
it down. He had spoken to him several times and on the last time he asked,
Tyler became verbally abusive and hit him with a metal car he threw at him.
When he went over to him he said Tyler struck him then ran out of the house.
He said he chased after him catching him outside and he hit him once with
his hand. He stated that Tyler picked the stick up and all he did was take
it away from him. He then said it was at that time that Charlie came along
and took the stick away from him and tried to strike him several times.

His lawyer didn't have any more questions for him then went back to his
seat. The prosecutor walked up and asked him, "Can you explain how this
welt, which is in the same shape and size of the stick you had got on his
body?"

"I don't know sir," he said. "I suppose that other boy hit him with it."

He then asked Tyler's father, "How was it then that one of the police
officers on the scene also saw the same mark and Charlie was still standing
near you when the other officer took the stick away from him?"

"I have no idea," he said.

He then showed Tyler's father the photos from an earlier beating and asked,
"How long did you punish Tyler this day, sir?"

"I didn't," he said. "Tyler was in a fight at school."

"Really," the prosecutor said. "Then why haven't we been able to find one
single boy who has ever been in a fight with your son? You claim that he is
constantly in fights sir, you would think we could find one person then."

"I don't know sir," he answered.

The defense didn't have any other witnesses. The prosecution called one
final witness and that was Tyler's teacher. She told the court that he was a
very quiet boy who didn't give her any problems and was liked by the other
students. She said she had often seen Tyler come in with bruises on him but
his clothes were always clean. The defense had no question for her so the
case was turned over to the judge.

The judge looked over the information presented to him then said, "If there
is no objection, I am prepared to render my decision."

Neither lawyer had any problem with hearing the verdict now so the judge
continued saying, "Sir I find you guilty on all charges and I hereby
sentence you to a term on 3 years in prison at hard labor. Court is now
adjourned."

We were stunned by how little time he would be spending in prison. I looked
at Tyler and said, "You're safe now and we will see to it you don't have to
go back to hem when he gets out."

The assistant prosecutor came over to Tyler and said, "We will be back in
court next week to have his parental rights severed. This way you will be
able to stay where you are until you become an adult."

We shook their hands then left the courthouse and went home. Tyler was quiet
yet he wasn't holding my hand like he was before. I became worried wondering
how this would affect him. When we went inside he went right to Mom and
curled up on her lap and started sucking on his thumb. He looked lost in his
own world and when I went over to him he turned away from me. I tried to rub
his head and he moved it away from me. I just stood there trying to just
touch him but he wouldn't let me. I saw Dad sit down and I just ran over to
him and started crying saying, "We let him down Dad. It's not fair."

Tyler heard me crying and he came over still sucking on his thumb. He took
his thumb out and kissed me on the cheek. He rubbed my hair and said, "You
didn't let me down Charlie. I guess justice was served and he will have his
rights removed so I can stay here."

I turned around and hugged him saying, "I love you Ty and I will always be
here for you."

He smiled at me and reached out his hand. I kissed my Dad then got up and
took it as he led me down the hall. He took me to our room then hugged me
and started crying again. I picked him up and sat him in the bed then got
him out of his good clothes. As I was getting undressed, Ty curled up under
the covers. I got in and took him into my arms and drifted off to sleep. We
slept a few hours until Mom came in and woke us for lunch. We ate then spent
the rest of the afternoon playing video games and just staying close to each
other. That night we held each other until we drifted off to sleep.

Ty started staying out of his shell longer and longer until every day he was
a happy carefree boy. When school started he had made many friends. He has a
wonderful and out going personality and was popular at school. The love we
had for each other has grown and Mom and Dad support it.

Time flew and Tyler had all but forgotten about his father until the day the
prosecutor came by to inform him he had been released. Tyler had just turned
15 and Mom and Dad were his permanent foster parents. The prosecutor also
had the judge issue an order of protection which meant he wasn't allowed to
be with in 500 feet of Tyler. He had also been ordered not to return to the
city.

Ty started getting scared again and didn't want to venture out to see his
friends. I looked at him and asked, "Are you going to let him dictate your
life forever?"

"Oh my bear," he started. "You're still the strong one but I will try to be
what I was before he got out."

He hugged me then we went out for a couple of hours and his friends were
happy to see him. It took him some time but the Tyler from school was back
again. One day all our friends got together for another football game and
after several hours of hard play the game indeed in a tie as I stopped Ty's
scoring attempt.

We stopped in at the sweet shop for our favorite candy and a soda. We all
stood around and talked for another few minutes then some of the boys needed
to get home. Tyler, Takeshi, Sam and I decided to go by Sam's house. We were
walking and talking when Sam and Tyler started joking around. They were
pushing and shoving each other just acting like teens when Sam jokingly
punched Ty in the arm. Ty looked at him then started chasing Sam around
trying to catch him. The two boys stopped the horseplay and rejoined us then
Sam punched Tyler again and took off running down the street. Tyler took off
after him followed by Takeshi and myself. Sam slowed to a walk allowing
Tyler to catch him and I passed Takeshi to get to Tyler.

I had almost reached Ty when a saw a figure step out from in between two
building holding a large pipe in his hands. He raised the weapon above his
head then everything started going in slow motion. I started running faster
then I hollered, "Tyler DUCK!"

Ty turned to look at me but in the process his back was turned to the
assailant and couldn't see the weapon. Using my knowledge of the martial
arts, I propelled myself so I could deliver a flying sidekick to his upper
chest. I thought I was going to hit him first but he swung hitting Tyler on
the side of his neck. When the assailant swung he flexed a little in the
knees and when I made contact with his body I missed his chest and hit him
in the head and neck instead.

When my feet came back to the ground I ran over to Tyler. Sam saw what
happened and called the police. I looked at Tyler and I knew not to move him
so all I could do was hold his hand and caress his cheek. I looked down at
him as my tears fell. I turned and for the first time saw who the assailant
was; it was Tyler's father. I heard sirens coming and I still had Tyler's
hand in mine. Not only did the police arrive, but so did paramedics. One of
the officers wanted me to come and talk with him but I wouldn't let go of
Tyler's hand. The paramedic looked at him and looked at the officer and
said, "This young man is dead."

I fell onto his body and cried saying, "NO TYLER, NO! You're free now little
bird. I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you from your father."

I was crying so hard I didn't feel the officer and paramedic pick me off
him. They sat me in the officer's car while the paramedic went to check on
Tyler's father. The paramedic told the officer he too was dead. When I
learned he was dead I wasn't sorry but it wasn't my intention to kill him,
just prevent him from hitting Tyler.

Much to my surprise Takeshi had seen everything and told the police what had
happened. Sam called my parents and then next thing I really remember was my
Dad stroking my hair and holding my hand.

The police took everyone's statement and I was released to my parent's
custody pending a decision by the prosecutor. My Dad took me home and I
spent the rest of the night in the bed I once shared with Tyler. My parents
came in and sat beside me and I broke down again. "Why Dad?" I asked. "I
loved him so much, why Tyler? Why did his father hate him so much? Tyler was
such a good boy and he never hurt anyone. He didn't deserve to die."

Dad picked me up and set me on his lap and said, "Son, Tyler's father was
just mean. I agree that he didn't deserve to die and you did everything you
could to protect him. There is so much hatred in this world. Do you think
his father knew about his secret?"

"I don't think so," I said looking at him. "Tyler never said much to me
about it but that was probably because I already knew about it. He never
gave me any indication that that was another reason he feared him. What am I
going to do now Dad? I'll never find someone as good and caring as Tyler."

"Don't ever say never my son," Dad said. "Never is a very long time and
there are people out there you haven't met yet. I know you will never meet
another Tyler again because he was one of a kind."

Dad and I talked for another few minutes then we went out and had dinner.
Two days later Tyler was buried in our family plot. Dad didn't hesitate to
put him there because he considered him a member of our family.

After the funeral I spent several days in my room remembering all the good
times we had in the almost three and a half years we were together. I guess
Mom was right when she first told me we were an unlikely pair. I guess
looking back she was right but still to me it seemed so right having a bird
love a bear.

The End