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# # $ = @ @F@ G = ? ? Arial$ The Works of Teaguek # $ @ p}@ ? ? Arial CYR I live in southern California, one of the most beautiful parts of the country. I've been here for a few years now and am really enjoying it.
I have always liked to write. I've been writing for a long time now and have enjoyed the works of many authors over the years. Recently I published my first story "Drew's Daddy" and instantly developed a huge fan base. Due to the success of that story, I published another one called "Werewolf and Son".
That also generated a ton of positive emails.
By hosting here, I am able to control my own work and not have complaint issues like I did when I published at Nifty. Nifty took my stories down because of the age of some of my characters. Although they have a section created for just such stories labeled "Younger/Older", my stories were deemed inappropriate.
I urge everyone not to support that website through donations of any kind. Dozens of stories that contain characters much younger than my own exist on that site, but the web master "Dave", has not taken them down as he did mine. Freedom of speech should be protected above everything else. Only sites that adhere to this should be supported so the readers can enjoy, and have access to the stories they want to read.
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I set out to change that and wrote a story called "Drew's Daddy".
Originally I started out the same as every other author and got right to the sex to 'hook' the reader. Then the story took off in its own direction and hopefully took the readers with it. I found as I published each chapter that the readers became involved far deeper than I originally intended and I found myself writing day and night just to give them what they wanted. In effect, my own idea bit me on the ass and grew into a monster all its own. LOL. Oh well, in the end I achieved what I set out to do. If you want to read fast stories of sex, then my work truly is not for you.
Those who want more and really want to become invested in the characters, look no further.
You were my target audience all along!
Enjoy!
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Most of these stories are so old, the authors are no longer producing them. If however, one of these stories is protected by another author that I'm not aware of, please bring it to my attention so I may remove the protected story from this site.
I did my best to group these stories in a logical fashion so you would know what you were getting into, as some titles are misleading.
The reason I've included these subjects is because I've tried my hand at each of these story types, and I used some of these for reference material.
Admittedly, I'm not an expert on most of these subjects but I try to fake it. LOL.
Thank you and I hope you enjoy these stories as much as I have.
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I don't like to rush my stories. They come to me when the come. Please be patient.
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<p class=HeadingAnthology>Drews Daddy <span style='font-size:16.0pt'>by Teague</span></p>
</div>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>Chapter One</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sat on the sofa with his big legs spread apart
while his 8 year old son Drew licked at his cock. Tony sat across from them on
the floor, manning a video camera that was resting on a tripod. Adam had a
large ten inch dick with a fat head and big, hairy balls. At the moment it was
sticking out of his pants and Tony zoomed in to frame the small boy as he
licked eagerly up the side of the rock hard shaft. He was lying on his stomach to
the right of Adam, resting his body on his Dads meaty thigh. Adams strong
hand was running down his back as he lapped at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So how long as
your son been sucking on your cock? </b>Tony asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ohsince he was
about 4 years old. I started him pretty young<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How did he like
it at first?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He took to it
right away </b>he smiled at Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes
always been Daddys boy so I wasnt really surprised that he enjoyed it so
much </b>He gave Drew a light slap on his butt. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Isnt that right? </b>Drew lifted up and engulfed his Fathers big
cock and started to suck on it. Even though he had years of experience the boy
could only get the fat head into his mouth, the rest of his Fathers meat was
impossibly out of reach. Adam stroked the back of Drews head and watched his
son proudly, a big grin on his face. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You never had
any problems with your wife? </b>Tony continued.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No Drew has been
great about keeping it a secret. I was worried for a while but hes been such a
good boy and were so close I know he wont say anything, especially now that I
share custody of him with her </b>Adam lazily smoothed Drews hair with his
hand, the sound of slurping could clearly be heard in the room.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So you never had
to coax him into it?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked up at Tony.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> No not really. After the first few times Drew was the one who started
coming to me. Wed be driving in the car or at home alone and he would ask if
he could suck me. For the next couple of years I let him blow me but not too
much. I was afraid because he was so young that he would slip up and say the
wrong thing in the wrong place, so I made it a special event for him. The best
time Ive ever had happened last year after I left my wife. Drew was just 7
then and I had just brought him over for the week. It was Sunday and the
football game was about to start when Drew came downstairs and wanted to blow
me. Well this was the first time we were really alone since I had moved out so
of course I let him. I had a fresh beer on the table; the game was just
starting and here comes my son, all eager to give me head </b>He smiles down
at Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So I unzip my fly, pull out my
dick and he starts to suck me. Well, the first quarter passes and hes still at
it. Then the second, then half-time moves by and hes still blowing me. I ask
him if hes tired and he says no. He doesnt want anything to eat or drink, he
just wants to suck me! So I sit back, drink my beer and enjoy the game, all
while Im getting a two hour fucking blowjob! </b>Adam grins. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You didnt cum
during the game?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No I held off as
long as I could. There was a few times I had trouble but I managed to keep it
together and calm down. Once the game was over I told Drew I wanted to cum so
he puts his baby soft hand around my dick </b>Adam demonstrates with his own
hand in the air. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>and he starts pumping
it up and down as he sucks the head of my cock </b>Adams hand mimics the
action. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I think I lasted like thirty
fucking seconds </b>he laughs. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And
then I cum like a bull!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony laughed,<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> So
how did he take it?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh, it poured
out of his mouth. I mean he had sucked me for hours! My balls were ready to
burst! </b>Adams hand moves back to Drews head and he smiles at him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He did a great job that day! </b>Drews
eyes look up happily at his father. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And
thats how it all started after I separated from his mom<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So now that
youre gone? </b>Tony asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, we dont
have to be nearly as careful as we did back then. I get him one week a month
and I let him suck me whenever he wants </b>He looks down at his son. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What do you usually do the whole first day
youre here? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew pulls of his Fathers cockhead. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I suck you! </b>he says smiling and Adam
smiles back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He does this the
whole day? </b>Tony asks.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Most of it </b>Adam
says looking up at the camera. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He
hasnt seen me in three weeks, so when we get here hes ready! I send him to
his room to put his stuff away, go into the kitchen for some beer, sit on the
sofa and wait for him. About five minutes later here he comes with a big smile
on his faceDaddy he always starts. And then he gives me head for the rest
of the day.<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He always asks
you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I make him ask
me. Thats our deal, if he wants to suck me then he has to ask </b>He pulls
Drews head back to his cock and the boy starts licking it again. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I made him a promise that I would let him
suck me as long as he asked me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And you never
say no?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my part
of the deal. If he asks I let him. Ive only said no one time and that was
because he was in trouble for not doing his homework for a whole week </b>He
looks down at Drew with a mock scowl. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Even
then I caved in later that night<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So he kept
asking you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, he only asked
once and I told him he was being punished for what he did. But of course, I
felt guilty about it so about an hour before bedtime I asked him if he wanted
to give me a blowjob. He gets on his knees without even saying yes </b>Adam
rolls his eyes. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So I tell him how mad I
am and make him promise never to do it again. After he promises I take my cock
out and he blows me </b>Adam looks at Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>And why did I do that? </b>he says loudly. Drew lifts up and grins at
his father.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span class=GramE><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Because
you love me!</b></span><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam nods.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Thats
right. I love you too much! You get away with murder! </b>He watches as Drew
kisses his prick and then sucks it into his mouth. His hand unconsciously moves
to stroke his sons blonde hair and any sign of disapproval that was on his
face disappears. His eyes soften up. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
Daddys boy? </b>he asks quietly. Drew looks up and nods his head, mumbling
his reply as he continues to suck his Dad off. Adam smiles at him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah you are<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Tony slowly zooms into Drew nursing on his Fathers big
cockhead. Adams hand can still be seen stroking his sons hair but both men
get quiet and the only sound is Drew slurping on his Fathers dick. Drews lips
move up and down the hard flesh, first taking the flared head in and then
letting it go. His tongue is constantly moving across the swollen head, dipping
into the <span class=GramE>hole</span> hungry for the taste of cum. When he
completely engulfs the top of his Fathers big dick his cheeks puff out,
showing what a struggle it is to take the enormous meat inside his mouth. More
and more of the hard shaft shines as Drews saliva runs slowly down from all
the attention the cockhead is getting.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>One thing is clearthe boy loves what hes doing. Soft moans
escape his throat as he works. His eyes are closed and hes in love. His head
turns slowly from side to side, twisting around the immense meat between his
Fathers muscular legs. His Dads large hand rubs his neck at the base and
every now and then he shifts his hips up to meet his Sons wet mouth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As long minutes pass the sound of Adams breathing gets louder.
Tony zooms out to find Adam looking down at his Son, his big chest moving
deeply, his hand constantly rubbing his Son. He whispers almost to quiet to
hear.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre Daddys boy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew does hear it though, and it makes him suck harder. Adam
lifts up his hips, sinking more of his cock into his Sons mouth.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><span class=GramE><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck
on it baby.</b></span><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Suck your Daddy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drews moans come out much louder now. He sucks deeply on
his Dads big dick and Adams hand moves aggressively on the boys head. Drews
hands grip at his Fathers large thigh and he sits more erect as he works.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That a boy </b>Adam
says encouragingly. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You love your
Daddy? </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew moans loudly, his head twisting around Adams huge
cockhead. His eyes open up and shine intently as he blows his Father. Its
clear how much effect Adams words have on him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Huh? </b>Adam
continues, as if he didnt get enough reaction out of Drew. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You love me baby?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew becomes almost frantic in his efforts. Tony doesnt
want to zoom in too closely and loose Adams spellbinding effect on the boy,
who sits even higher on his Dads leg. Adam lets him suck for another minute,
gauging the boys reaction to his words carefully. Finally satisfied that Drew
is ready to drink, Adam lets the boy loose.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Make Daddy cum </b>he
tells Drew.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was like the gate opened at a race track and the horses
ran out. Drews hand immediately left his Fathers thigh and wrapped itself
around his big shaft. His fingers were utterly unable to grab it fully but that
didnt seem to deter him in the least. He began to pump his Dads meaty pipe
with rapid motion while his mouth sucked hard on the swollen cockhead. Adams
legs spread farther apart and he began to rock his hips in rhythm to his sons
hand. Tony didnt want to miss it so he zoomed in until only Drew and Adams
cock were in frame. He wanted to capture the boys hand moving up and down but
he was ready to move in for a close-up of Drews mouth when it was time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my boy.
Thats Daddys little boy </b>Adam said, looking at his Son. Almost a full
minute past and he let out a loud groan. Tony watched as the mans prick
swelled up to an incredible size. Each vein and bump was flared out to frame
the thick tube that ran up the underside of the mans heavy babymaker. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It pulsed</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Tony zoomed in to Drews just in time to capture the first
wave of cum flooding the childs mouth. He watched as the kid swallowed but the
effort proved too much and white cream escaped his lips, running down the
throbbing shaft. Adam didnt give him time to recover, he pumped another load
into the boys mouth and almost all of it poured out and joined the first wave
already covering Drews hand. The third one Drew managed to swallow, his neck
visibly milking it down to his stomach. After that Adam began to relax, his
cock swelling with each new and less powerful load he fed his Son. Drew was
ready for each of these as they came farther apart with less fluid to drink.
But Tony had to give the boy credit, he wasnt stopping. His hand kept pumping
his Dads cock and his mouth continued to suck on the wet head just like
before. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>This boy was trained or was simply a natural at cocsucking.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adams eyes never moved from his son. He had to lean left to
get a clear view and his hand still rubbed Drews neck. As he finished his
orgasm his mouth twisted up contently, the intense gaze he had been giving Drew
turned into obvious pride.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As Adam calmed down, Drew began to relax as well. He looked
up at his Dad as he sucked. Adams face broke out into a huge grin and his hand
cupped the back of his Sons head tenderly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddys little boy </b>he
states proudly. Drew pulls off and gives his Fathers cock a kiss.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you Daddy <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you too baby
</b>Adam replies. Drew leans down and starts to lick up <span class=GramE>the
cum</span> that had escaped his mouth. Adam looks up at the camera, pointing to
Drew at the same time. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look at him </b>he
says before his eyes drop back down. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats
my Son! </b>His large hand smooths Drews blonde hair. And Tony films Drew
licking up his Fathers cum, his tongue running eagerly across Adams big cock.
Before he can get it all Adams hand moves in and he dips his fingers into a
pool of cream, holding it up for his Son. Drew opens his mouth and Adams
fingers travel inside. He sucks at them and looks at his Dad, who grins. Adam
takes out his wet fingers and gathers more cum for Drew. For the next minute or
so Tony films the man feeding his Son by hand until its all gone.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Finally Adam asks, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
done?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew nods and kisses his Dads cock and Adam ruffles his
hair as he does. As he sits up his Dad pulls him against his large chest and
kisses the boys mouth.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you baby<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you too Dad<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Tony catches everything on camera. He gives the two a moment
together and then asks,<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Drew how old <span
class=GramE>are</span> you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew turns to the camera.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Im eight<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Tony, still filming, says<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Can you tell us what you just did?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drews face gets redder but he does as Tony asks.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> I gave my Dad a blowjob<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam smiles broadly and kisses his Sons neck and ruffles
his hair again.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do you like the way
your Dads cum tastes? </b>Tony asks.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew nods his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah,
it tastes good<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam gives a slight laugh at this.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Your Daddy has a big
prick doesnt he? </b>Adam asks. Drews face goes bright red. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont be embarrassed! </b>the man
playfully scolds him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whos my
cocksucker?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew doesnt say anything so Adam kisses his mouth quickly.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Huh? Whos Daddys cocksucker?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I am </b>Drew
states.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adams hand moves to Drews neck and he twists the boys
head toward him and growls,<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Come here
little boy! </b>and presses his lips against his Sons. Tony zooms in on them
and films as Adams big tongue snakes into Drews mouth. After a moment, he
slowly pulls away, showing the boy embraced in his Fathers muscular arms as
the two continue to make out like lovers.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i style='mso-bidi-font-style:normal'><o:p> </o:p></i></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>Chapter two</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stood in the doorway of his bedroom watching his
son sleep. Drews small chest rose up with each breath and Adam wondered how
kids could sleep so deeply. Drew looked like an angel, sleeping in his Fathers
oversized bed. Adams hand throbbed slightly and he looked at it, holding it
out in the hallway. There was dried blood around several knuckles even though
he had cleaned it earlier. He looked back to his son and felt all his troubles
disappear. If only it could always be like this, he thought, as he gazed at
Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Three hours earlier it had been a different scene
entirely.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max and his four buddies walked up the street toward the
supermarket. It was late but they were open 24 hours and the boys wanted beer.
Max was the leader so to speak, only because he was the biggest out of the
group and the others never challenged him. In the high school they attended Max
was the one everyone else stayed away from, never making him angry and
generally giving in to whatever he wanted. He was the bully the smaller kids
complained about, and also the boy the girls most wanted to sleep with. Life
for Max was goodat least for the next twenty minutes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam and Drew had gone to the store to stock up on
supplies that Adam had neglected to get earlier. He knew it was late but he
wanted to shop while it was less crowded and since he had to take Drew back to
his mothers the next day, now seemed like a good time. They had been there for
about ten minutes and Adam took the items up to the cashier and unloaded them
on the belt. The young girl behind the counter smiled at him as she always did,
obviously attracted to him. Adam gave her a nod and looked away not wanting to
encourage her advances anymore than necessary. He casually glanced up as the
five teenage boys came into the store and headed down the first row, not giving
him a seconds notice. They looked a little drunk already but Adam could have
cared less. As he watched his items move on the belt he saw that he forgot the
milk. He told the girl he would be right back and then told Drew to stay where
he was. She nodded and continued to ring everything up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew watched as his Father left, his eyes running across
his Dads large frame and resting on his broad shoulders. The boy couldnt help
but smile as his Father disappeared around the corner. Even though they only
had one more day together, this was always the hard part, having to say goodbye
to him. As he looked up at the counter he suddenly had a desire for ice cream. He
knew his Dad wouldnt mind buying it so he dashed off to the ice cream section
thinking he could be back before his father even knew he was gone. He went up
the freezer isle and looked through the glass doors, not noticing the teenage
boy that was coming down toward him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Eddie saw the little blond kid in front of him, all
alone and just the way he liked his victims. Eddie wasnt so much a bad kid as
one driven to be bad because of the company he kept. He came up on the kid and
asked him for money. When the boy looked up at him and said he didnt have any,
Eddie gave him a sneer.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span class=GramE><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What
good are you then? </b>he asked, not expecting a reply.</span> He reached out
with one hand and shoved the boy against the glass door, watching him fall to
the ground with a satisfying slump. Eddie filled up with power, like he always
did when he played king of the hill with weaker foes. Right at the height of
his pleasure he turned his head and came face to face with a very large man whose
eyes bore right through him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Things happened very quickly after that. He heard
himself cry out to Max only to watch as if in slow motion, as the mans fist
pulled back and punched him squarely in the stomach. It felt as if all the
breath that Eddie had ever taken in life was suddenly expelled from his body in
one massive rush of air. He felt himself lifted off the ground and he flew
through space until the ground came up suddenly, crashing into him. Thats when
the enormous pain shot through Eddies body and snapped him into the fetal
position. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was at that moment that Eddie realized he couldnt
breathe.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max heard Eddie cry out, but since he was holding the
beer he sent the others to find out what the emergency was. The three boys ran
past a few isles and came around the other side. As they rounded the corner, the
boy in front slammed into a huge man and his two buddies in turn crashed into him.
All three fell to the floor. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Pete, the first boy, looked up and noticed <span
class=GramE>the man had not moved at allnot even an inch</span>. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down at the teenagers and reached for one,
lifting him up effortlessly by the front of his shirt. He pointed at Drew on
the floor and growled, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my son!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams massive fist came at Pete and crashed into his
face like a sledgehammer. Pete never felt himself land on top of Eddie; in fact
he didnt feel anything for quite a few minutes. Adam had knocked him out with
one punch.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As Drew made his way to his feet he watched his Dad grab
the last two boys and haul them up in the air. They struggled for the few
seconds they had, until their heads came together in a fast and violent
collision. He watched his Dad throw them on top of the others with ease, his
thick muscles bunched up and sticking out. Then his Fathers eyes fell on him.
Whatever anger was inside his Dad instantly left his face, and the large hands
that moments ago had caused such pain and devastation, took hold of Drews
small shoulders and hauled him to his feet. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you
alright? </b>he asked Drew, his eyes running all over Drews tiny frame.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im
fine Dad </b>as he looked at the pile of teenagers on the floor beside him.
All were motionless except for the first boy who was still struggling to
breathe. He felt his body lifted in the air and turned side to side as his Dad
looked him over. Satisfied that he wasnt injured, his Dad put him back on the
ground and smiled at him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Thats when Max turned the corner.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The first thing he saw was his friends on the floor. The
second thing was the broad back of a man squatting down in front of a little
boy. The little boys eyes met his, and the attention the kid gave him made the
man turn to look at him as well. Max had seen that type of look beforefrom his
father, whenever he was in trouble. After countless beatings Max had become
accustom to, he knew a pissed off man when he saw one.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>As the man stood
up and faced him, Max dropped right back to his childhood.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His biceps made Maxs look like a school girls. The
mans chest and legs threatened to rip out of his clothes. He had big hands, a
thick neck and Max knew that he could crush him like an egg. This man didnt
get his body from a gym membership. Life had chiseled him into a wall, a wall
that Max couldnt climb.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He dropped the case of beer and took a step back,
holding out his hands in surrender. Whatever stupid thing Eddie had done had
cost them all. He turned to run but the man was faster. One powerful hand
grabbed Max by the neck and yanked him off his feet. He felt his back forced
against the mans hard chest and one huge arm put him in a headlock. It felt as
if a rock was pressed against his throat, as the mans bicep flexed and cut off
his air supply. The rough whiskers of his cheeks scrapped against Maxs face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Leaving so soon
bitch? </b>the man spoke in his ear. <span class=GramE><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Time to pay the fucking check!</b></span><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> </b>And with that Max felt the bicep push deeply on his windpipe as
the mans other hand grabbed a fistful of hair and pressed him forward. Max
blacked out, and his next memory would be of a police officer.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam walked Drew back to the counter after a brief
discussion with the store manager and finished paying for his items. The
cashier bagged them up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Your Dad is
quite a guy </b>she said to Drew who smiled at her. Drew wrapped his arms
around his Fathers large thigh.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love him </b>he
told the girl.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked away quickly, not wanting the cashier to see
the effect Drew had on him. He couldnt help it, his Son unknowingly turned him
to clay and while he didnt mind if his boy knew it, he didnt want a perfect
stranger to see him blush. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put his hand against Drews back, pulling him into
his body. He hugged his large leg in his small arms and he felt him kiss his
thigh. As they moved from the counter he took hold of Drews hand and they
walked to the car. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked down at his Dads hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dad! </b>he
cried out.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam held up his hand and saw the blood coming from his
knuckles.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The second boy
had braces </b>he told Drew. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Seeing his Son wasnt convinced he added, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im fine. It takes a lot more than that to
hurt your Father! </b>He took hold of his hand again and Drew smiled up at
him. Drew climbed into the back seat of the SUV while Adam put the groceries in
the back. He came around to the open door and leaned in to check Drews
seatbelt.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you Dad </b>Drew
said simply. Adams body tightened up and his cock swelled between his legs. He
tugged at the belt making sure it was secure and then kissed his Son on the
forehead.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You Daddys
boy? </b>he whispered. Drew nodded and grinned. Adam closed the door and took
a deep breath when his Son couldnt see him. He got in the drivers seat and
pulled out of the parking lot looking at Drew in the rear view mirror. The boy
was still grinning at him and Adam couldnt help but smile. He reached down
with one hand and absently rubbed the large bulge between his legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The drive home was uneventful and after helping Drew
out, he grabbed the bags from the back and hauled them inside. It was dark
outside and Adam knew Drew must be tired. As he went into the kitchen and
started to put things away he half imagined Drew getting ready for bed so he
was surprised to feel his Sons arms wrap around his thigh. Adam looked down at
him and smiled. Drew reached one small hand up and squeezed the mound between
Adams legs. Adam didnt say anything; he continued to put things away even
though his big dick swelled up in his pants. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After most of the things were stored in the cabinets
Adam turned his body to Drew and watched as his Son buried his face into his
crotch. Drews soft blue eyes looked up at as he rubbed his face against his
Fathers bulge. Adam put one hand behind Drews head and pulled him gently
forward, encouraging his efforts and feeling his dick throb against his Sons
face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I thought you
would be tired?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shook his head. Adam waited for a moment and said,<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> So I guess theres something you want to
ask me?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew asked,<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Can
I suck your cock Dad?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled Drews face back between his legs and smiled
at him.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> For as long as you want </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew happily rubbed against his Fathers enormous mound
and Adam let him play for a moment before saying, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Go upstairs, put on your pajamas and meet me in the living room<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew started to go but Adam called him right back and
pointed to his bulge.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Kiss it for me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>Drew came back,
put his hands on to his Fathers big legs and kissed at his mound. He looked up
after the third kiss to see if his Dad wanted anything else. He was rewarded
with a grin.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good boy </b>Adam
told him, scooting him away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew scampered off, giving Adam time to put the rest of
the groceries away, get a beer and go sit on the sofa. Drew came running down a
minute later, a big smile on his face. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ready? </b>Adam
asked. The boy nodded. He took a swig of beer then reached down and unzipped
his fly. Drew watched him carefully as he tugged out his thick cock, the large
shaft already hard and swelling up in front of him. Adam spread his legs apart,
inviting his Son to come forward.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew dropped to his knees and took hold of his Fathers
huge prick. He opened his mouth and began to lick at the warm shaft with his
tongue, his mouth exploding with the delicious flavor of his Fathers dick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam quietly watched his only Son lapping away at his
cock. The boys fingers wouldnt meet around his swollen shaft for several more
years, and that suited him just fine. Drews moist tongue sent jolts of
electricity up Adams heavy prick with each lick and his muscled thighs
clenched up in pleasure with each jolt. Once his cock was completely hard Adam
told him to takes his hands away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do it like I
taught you baby </b>he said to the boy who obeyed him without question. Now
that his hands were gone, Adams big dick moved around as Drew licked at it
making the boy chase it with his mouth. Sometimes if he licked at it too hard
it would move away only to slap into his face a moment later. But Drew didnt
care, this was where he wanted to be, kneeling between his Fathers legs and
tasting the mans huge babymaker. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it </b>Adam
said to him. When Drew looked up at Adam always met his eyes. He wanted to
encourage Drew, and let him know they were doing this together, as father and
son. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As Adam slowly drank his beer, Drew worked diligently on
his prick, making the shaft gleam with his spit. The boy was now licking at the
swollen head and dipping his tongue into the hole at the top. Adam watched with
pride as his boy lapped at his heavy meat with <span class=GramE>an eagerness</span>
that only an 8 year old could have. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna lick
it all night or are you gonna suck it? </b>Adam asked playfully. Drew grinned
and opened his mouth wide taking in as much of his Dads swollen prick as he
could. Adam reached over and held it steady for him since Drew wasnt allowed
to use his hands just yet. He felt his Sons lips grip his meaty prick and his
wet tongue struggle to circle the fat head invading his mouth. Adam gave him a
minute and then pulled his dick free. Drew quickly moved his head to take it
back inside but Adam kept it from him, shaking it from side to side.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked up with frustration in his eyes and Adam
grinned back at him. He gave in immediately, and held his dick steady for his
Son. Drew wasted no time, quickly taking his Dads cockhead back inside. His
cheeks bulged with the girth of his Daddys dick and Adam looked on with a
smile as his boy struggled to eat him up. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it baby </b>he
encouraged the boy. He knew if it were possible Drew would take him all the way
down his throat. The boy lived to please him and Adam knew that as time went by
Drew would somehow find a way to swallow all ten inches of his Daddys big
dick. But that day was far from today and for now he was content to let the boy
nurse on whatever he managed to get in his mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned and twisted his head slowly around Adams
cock, trying to find a way to get more inside. The proud Father watched
patiently, not bothering to deter Drews efforts. The boy wanted to suck him
and Adam was going to fill that need. He watched as his sons spit began to
stream out of his mouth and run down the sides of his swollen shaft. He felt
the boys tongue move feverishly across the head of his cock and his soft lips
fighting to engulf more prick than was humanly possible. Adam quietly took his
hand away and let his Son give him head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As the minutes past, Drews spit coated more and more of
his Dads throbbing shaft. His mouth felt full, like it always did when he
sucked his Fathers big prick. The taste of the warm flesh made his mouth water
and his cock hard. That was his favorite part, next to the smell, which made
Drew dizzy with desire. Some nights he would just move his head between his
Fathers legs and breathe in that incredible smell, waking up the next morning
to his Dads hand running through his hair at finding him asleep on his lap.
That was the best part for Drew. His Father never said no to him or discouraged
him in any way. When Drew told him he liked how his cock smelled Adam pulled
the boy down and told him to breathe it in as long as he liked. He told Drew
that if he liked the smell of his cock and balls, he would probably like his
armpits and feet as well. When Drew sat up, Adam lifted up his arm and let the
boy breathe him in.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like that? </b>he
asked his Son, who nodded with a smile. Adam ruffled his hair and pushed his
face back between his legs. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Smell that
kid!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A few days later Drew had the opportunity to take off
his Dads shoes and his Father watched patiently as he enjoyed the scent of his
feet. Drew breathed deeply taking each of his Dads large feet in his small
hands and worshipping them with his nose. When he had his fill, Adam lifted up
one muscled arm and Drew dove right in, loving the complete masculine smell his
Father gave off. His Dad never laughed at him or told him it was wrong, he
simply gave the boy whatever he wanted. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There were some times that Drew was afraid his Dad would
get tired of his advances and not want to be bothered;<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>but that never happened. As he smelled his
Fathers armpit he thought for sure he would make him stop after a while but
when he pulled away his Dad asked,<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> You
want more?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded and Adam lifted up his other arm for his Son
to enjoy. When he was through his Dad unzipped his pants and asked, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You wanna smell that too?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew felt nothing but complete love for his Dad. His
Father knew what he wanted even before he did.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you Dad<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His Father leaned in and kissed his small mouth, took
his head in one hand and Drew him down to his crotch.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Youre Daddys boy </b>he heard him say. For the next twenty
minutes, Drew breathed in his Fathers smell, feeling a strong hand gently
rubbing his back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And now years later, here he was contently sucking his
Fathers big prick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew had lost track of time the way he always did when
he gave his Dad head. No matter how much time past, it never seemed long
enough, Drew always wanted more. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched his Son work tirelessly on his cockhead.
The truth was he could stay hard for hours if need be, but Drew wasnt made of
the same material. The boy was hungry and expended energy quickly. Adam didnt
want him to stop but knew the kid had limits. He imaged his Sons jaw aching
soon after. Adam had a big dick and Drew was a just a little boy no matter how
much he wanted to blow his Dad. He let his boy work on him for a good ten
minutes before he decided that he had enough. He watched as his Sons breathing
became more frantic, knowing how impatient the boy was becoming. He wanted cum.
His Daddys cum to be exact. And after the night they had, he didnt want Drew
to get overworked. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Make Daddy cum </b>he
said to Drew, and immediately the boys soft hands moved in and gripped his
solid shaft. Adam felt him grip his hard flesh and watched his cock throb as
his Son started to pump him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it baby </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew sucked deeply, his hands doing an almost impossible
job on such a huge dick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eat that cock.
Suck your Daddy!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew started to moan loudly, Adams words driving him
into <span class=GramE>a frenzy</span> as he sucked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look at you
Drew. Youre such a good little boy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The wet sound of the boys mouth filled up the room.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sucking your
Daddys big cock like that<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned, pumping as fast as he could.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span class=GramE><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Giving
me headlike a good little boy!</b></span><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam spread his legs farther apart. He felt <span
class=GramE>the cum</span> filling his balls up, eager to feed the boy. He put
one hand on Drews head and gently rubbed him to encourage his efforts.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know what you
need baby. Daddy knows what you want!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And with that Adam came like a bull inside Drews mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Thick waves of cum erupted out of Adams heavy prick and
flooded his Son throat. He didnt mean to cum so hard but Drews skill was
improving with each blowjob. He immediately began to cough and large streams of
white cream escaped his mouth. Adam took a fistful of his hair and pulled him
off his big dick, shooting more cum against his Sons face. Drew continued to
cough as Adams cream splashed against him. The boy struggle to move back down
but Adam wouldnt let him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Once the coughing stopped Adam pushed his mouth over his
throbbing cockhead, giving the boy what he wanted most. He released his hold on
Drews head and watched as his Son began to swallow the weaker loads erupting
from his cock. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned loudly, his lips gripping his Fathers big
prick like a vise. Adam watched his cock throb and force his Sons lips apart
effortlessly. It reminded him how young Drew was. Even though he was eager to
suck him, Adam was a grown man with an adult sized prick and Drew was an 8 year
old boy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But it didnt matter. Adam would help him. If his Son
wanted to blow him, Adam would make sure he could.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Once he had finished feeding his Son and Drew, unable to
get anymore cum, came off his prick, Adam knew what was about to happen.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span class=GramE><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DAD!</b></span><b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> </b>Drew cried out, his face wet with his
Fathers white cum. Adam was ready for thishe had been through this before.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im sorry buddy
</b>he said in his most convincing tone. Drew was upset that he had been pulled
away and Adam knew he needed to take the blame. He didnt want to question his
Sons ability to drink his cum.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I got so
excited </b>he continued. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You sucked
me so hard, I wasnt thinking right </b>he smiled at Drew. Drews eyes lit up
at the complement and Adam knew he had him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You made me feel so good baby I couldnt help myself<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew grinned and realized his face was wet with cum. He
began to lick at it and run his fingers through it, pushing it toward his
mouth. Adam watched him with a smile and ruffled his hair with one hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That was one of
the best blowjobs youve ever given me!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>For the next few minutes Drew continued to clean himself
up as Adam complimented him on doing such a great job. He finally leaned
forward and licked his Sons face, coating his tongue with the remaining cum.
He kissed the boys lips and sent his tongue inside, which Drew immediately
sucked. Adam broke the kiss and licked the other side of Drews face then once
again offered his tongue to the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews body was lifted up and hugged tenderly in his
Fathers muscled arms. He felt his Dads hair tickle his sensitive flesh as
they continued to kiss one another. He didnt resist as Adam pushed down his
pajama bottoms and began to rub at his hard cock. Adam continued to stab his
tongue into the boys mouth as he stroked his erection with his big hand. Drew
squirmed around in his Dads strong arms as his cock was stimulated by his
Fathers explosive touch.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>One finger
dipped between the boys legs and probed at his asshole while the large thumb
rubbed his horny prick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam held the boy steady, not letting him escape the
intense pleasure due him. Drew bucked in his grasp but it took no effort to
keep him close. He moved his thick tongue inside his Sons mouth and continued
to arouse his small cock. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew had never been fucked, but Adam found that the boy
loved the feel of his fingers against his ass. Since he refused to allow Drew
to ever experience pain when they had sex, Adam kept their activities to oral
sex, allowing the boy to explore whatever else he wanted at his own pace. He
was happy that Drew liked the way he smelled and encouraged him to breathe in
his scent as much as possible. Drew also loved to kiss and Adam restricted
tongue work for special occasions, like when Drew sucked him off or right
before he took the boy back to his mothers. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Now of course was one of those occasions.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews small body shook hard, unable to manage the
multiple ways his Dad was pleasuring him. It took only a minute before his tiny
frame was racked with an intense orgasm. He felt his Dads big muscles hold him
steady, giving him something to rest on.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it Son,
let it out </b>Adam said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im here
babyDaddys here<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew felt his head swim and his body go limp. His Dad
moved him around and Drew felt like he was in a dream. He could feel his pants
being pulled up and the absence of his Dads tongue as it left his mouth. Aside
from that, the next thing Drew knew, he was laying in his Fathers bed with the
covers pulled up. He could smell his Dads scent on the pillow and the last
thing Drew did before he fell off to sleep was breathe it in.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched his son from the doorway. The boy was fast
asleep. Between the Supermarket and the blowjob, Drew was completely spent.
Before he closed the door he couldnt help but give his Son a kiss.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you baby
</b>he said softly to the sleeping boy. When he looked up he noticed a light
pulsing near the bed. The answering machine held a message. Adam left the room,
closed the door gently and went to the kitchen to listen to the recording.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was Tony.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>Chapter Three</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This was the third film Adam had made with Tony. This
first one was much like the last, of Drew giving him head, except the first one
had Adam standing up and out of shot. The movie went to a private client that
Tony had worked for in the past and paid extremely well. The second film was
for someone else who was willing to pay extra for more interaction between
Father and Son. Thats why there was so much banter and both were visible on
camera. Each client had been overseas and Tony had a special means to deliver
them. After working in the business for so long he a reputation for delivering
and meeting his clients needs and in turn they kept his secrecy, never letting
his films into the public domain. That was one of the reasons Adam allowed
himself to be filmed in the first place. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam never had much in the way of money, even when he
was married. A hard worker with no dependencies landed him many jobs, but none
that paid overly well. He was a physical man, preferring to work with his hand
and be outside than behind a desk, and although he loved his work, his savings
were bare.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The first film landed him several thousand dollars that
he stashed away in a safe deposit box so the income wouldnt have to be
reported to the IRS. He had taken just enough money out to fix his truck and
make sure it would stay in running order for a while. The rest was for his Son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The second film made him almost double the money the
first one did. When Tony told him what the client wanted Adam was hesitant
because his face would be filmed but the sheer dollar amount made the risk
worthwhile. It had only been four weeks since the second film was made and the
same client wanted another one if Adam was willing. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When Tony had called it had been the last night of
Drews stay and Adam had to plan the film for the next visit. The morning he
drove his Son home was when he told him the news.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Tony called me last
night while you were asleep. Your movie was a big success</b> he smiled at
Drew. His large hand found his Sons and he squeezed it tight. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I liked making
it, it was fun</b> he admitted to his Dad. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre such a
big star now, Tony called because his client wants another one and he wanted to
know what you thought?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew paused a second and said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>We just made that film for him. I thought it took a while to get it to
him because of where he lived<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre right, it
does. But the guy liked it so much he wanted another one as soon as we could
make itif youre willing of course<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew squeezed Adams hand. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Ill do whatever you want Dad</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy was so honest and so innocent Adams heart
swelled up with pride. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know you would
baby. But if you dont feel comfortable with this, you dont have to do it, not
ever</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>It doesnt
bother me at all Dad</b> Drew looked at the inside of the truck. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dad weve made money from the films, why
dont you buy a new truck?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt hesitate. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Because the money doesnt belong to me. Its for you and only you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I want you to
have it Dad. I dont need it</b> Drews big blue eyes looked at his Father
with complete love.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know what I
need?</b> Adam asked him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Theres only
one thing I need and money cant buy it Drew<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews eyes looked questioningly at his Dad. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I need you</b>
he finished simply. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just you</b> His
big hand gripped his Sons and Drew smiled at him. He lifted up his Fathers
hand and kissed it with his soft lips.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I need you too
Dad<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt make it two more miles before he found a
quiet spot and pulled the truck over. He undid his seatbelt and looked at his
Son. Drew grinned and quickly unbuckled himself and moved toward his Father,
his small hands tugging at his Dads leather belt. It wasnt often that his Dad
initiated their sex, but when he did it sent Drew into an excited frenzy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt help the boy at all. This was one of the
best parts, watching Drew take out his dick. He leaned back and enjoyed the
feel of his Sons hands moving his clothes apart in search of his heavy pecker.
He sighed when Drews soft fingers wrapped around his warm shaft and started to
tug. Adam spread his legs apart to give the boy more room to work but aside
from that Drew was on his own.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew pulled but it didnt come free. He looked up. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre so big Dad</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned. Drews words were a simple statement of
fact. It wasnt a compliment really. Drew said it as if every boy commented
about the size of their Dads dicks every day. And thats what made Adam grin.
He was so youngso beautiful. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews eyes went back to the task at hand, his tongue
coming out and curling on his top lip in concentration. He pulled a second time
and the shaft started to come out. On the third tug Adams huge; ten inch prick
was fully released and towered in the boys hand. Adam glanced around again to
make sure they were still alone. Drew was still looking down, admiring his
Fathers heavy cock-meat and Adam didnt want to spend too much time where they
were so he put one hand on Drews head and gently pushed him down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew needed only the slightest of encouragement. He took
in the swollen head of his Daddys big cock and as always, he moaned loudly at
the mouth watering taste. This happened every time and even thought Adam was
ready for it; it always made his eyes roll up in his head. He had lost track of
how many times Drew had blown him, but the boy always made it seem as if each
time were the first. As if he had never experienced it before. If Drew had an
addiction, this was it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it baby</b>
Adams hand softly rubbed his Sons neck. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck
Daddys cock</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned again and took his Fathers dick as deep in
his mouth as possible. He sucked at the throbbing head and gripped the swollen
shaft with his baby soft fingers. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh yeah! Thats
Daddys boy right there</b> Adam growled quietly, and for the next five
minutes Drew worked on his Fathers cock with an eagerness that only and eight
year old could have. His lips milked at the silky flesh while his tongue danced
across the hole, begging to be fed. His little hand pumped at the massive shaft
in an attempt to give his Dad as much pleasure as humanly possible, while his
own body trembled at the taste of the adult prick and swam intoxicant in its
scent. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was no place else Drew wanted to be. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Such a good
little cocksucker!</b> Adams hand rubbed briskly at his Sons shoulders and
head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eat that fat dick! Suck your
Daddy!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams big, hairy nuts rolled between his legs, ready to
feed the hungry boy his meal. He moved around the seat feeling extreme bliss
run up his body. He couldnt wait much longer.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ready
buddy?</b> He asked with bated breath. Drew moaned his response that had never
been anything but YES for as long as Adam could remember. His muscled thighs
bunched up and he threw his head back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>FUCK</b> he
growled loudly as his huge prick erupted in his Sons mouth, flooding Drew with
cum. His heavy balls were feeding the kid a banquet fit for a king. He felt
them release their tremendous load, shoot up his mighty shaft, and blast right
into Drews mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As usual, the boy was overwhelmed by his Fathers
intense orgasm. Drew, no matter how prepared, was never able to handle his
Dads cum. His Father was just too big. To Drew it was equivalent of putting a
hose in his mouth and pressing the nozzle. The wave of cream hit the back of
his throat like a bullet, making him unable to swallow; it back flowed
immediately out of his mouth and down his Dads shaft. The second wave wasnt
much easier but even if he could have been ready, the first shot caused him to
cough before he could drink even one mouthful. Once again Drew lost the battle
and his Dads cream escaped his thirsty craving. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam heard the cough and took a handful of Drews hair,
pulling him up and off his pulsing prick. He should have moved faster but the
boy had a habit of incapacitating him at the wrong time. He looked down to see
the large amount of cum moving down his shaft. His Sons eyes were closed tight
and his small body was trying to get a lungful of air as he coughed in
frustration. As the third blast erupted out of Adams dick it traveled through
the air and right past Drews lips. To Adams surprise Drews tongue shot out
and caught it before it could completely escape his open mouth. As the boy
closed his lips and swallowed the offering, the fourth wave splashed against
his face and covered Drew with cum.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam couldnt help but smile at the incredible sight but
quickly realized the trouble he was in. Drew was about to throw a fit at the
loss of so much cream and Adam didnt want him upset right before their time
was up for the month. Before Drew could protest Adam pushed him down on his
prick, shoving it in his mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it! </b>he
rumbled, holding his Son down with one hand. Drews mouth gripped him tightly
and he felt the remainder of his cum move up his solid shaft and into his Sons
sucking mouth. Adam flexed his cock as hard as he could, hoping to give Drew
one good mouthful. He felt his big balls work overtime to feed the craving boy
their milk. He heard him swallow and hoped it would be enough. Drews mouth
held him like a vise, his tongue lapping quickly at his hole. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After a moment Drew tried to come up but Adam held him
down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck me!</b> he
ordered the boy. Adam needed to stall for a little more time. He had one more
ace up his sleeve to calm Drew down. As the boy nursed on his big cock he said,
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That feels so good baby. You make Daddy
cum so hard!</b> Drew moaned at his Fathers words and Adam knew it was
working.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre such a
good cocksuckersuch a good little boy</b> his large hand stroked his Sons
hair. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My boyDaddys boy <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew groaned and sucked hard on Adams spent prick. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it Son, thats my fucking boy</b>
he said softly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After a minute he moved his hand back and allowed his
Son to sit up. Drews face was slick with his cum and Adam moved in, licked one
cheek, and shoved his tongue into the boys mouth. At least I can give him
this, Adam thought to himself. Drew nursed on his tongue, moaning at the taste
of more cum. Adam pulled away and licked at the rest of his Sons face,
cleaning it with his tongue. Drews mouth opened automatically when he moved
back to kiss him. When the boy had sucked him clean Adam gathered the remaining
spit in his mouth, kept Drews jaw apart with one hand, and spit inside. Adam
watched him swallow and he smiled at Drew, as the boys bright blue eyes looked
at him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you baby</b>
he said, meaning every word.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you too
Dad</b> the boy grinned. Adam pulled him close and they kissed each other for
the next few minutes. Adam loved the way his Sons lips felt on his face and
Drew loved to kiss him. Drew looked down at Adams big dick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dad?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes baby?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Can I lick the
rest up?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down at the cum coating his well sucked
meat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course you
can</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew dropped his head and Adam turned around to see if
anyone had noticed them. They were still alone. Adam leaned back into the seat,
put one hand on Drews head and stroked his hair. He couldnt help but let out
a breath as he felt his Sons soft tongue lapping at his big prick. He allowed
himself a moment and rested the back of his head against the glass window on
the truck.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Such a good
little boy</b> he said out loud.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When Adam pulled the truck into the parking lot he
stepped out to speak with Charles, his ex wifes new husband. Charles was a
small man, maybe 160 lbs, with light brown hair, no real muscle definition. The
first time they had met Adam barely acknowledged his presence. It was a good
three or four times later that Adam ever spoke a full paragraph to the man. It
wasnt so much that he didnt like him, it was more like he served no purpose
in Adams lifeexcept were his Son was concerned that is.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The first time Charles ever picked Drew up without his
wife was a day the small man would never forget. Drew had smiled at him and
moved to the car, opening the back door and throwing his bag inside as Adam
moved in front of Charles. Charles smiled at him, doing his best to make a good
impression. He held out his hand and felt it engulfed by the large rough one
attached to the end of Adams muscled arm. His size became apparent to him as
Adams shadow swallowed him up and blocked out the sun. He had a fleeting hope
that the big man didnt notice how soft his skin was in relation to his own. Adams
hands were rough and made hard by work like the rest of his body, unlike
Charles who was a clerk at a law office downtown.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, Ill take
good care of him, dont worry </b>he said to Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Ill treat him like he was my own Son</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>At that, he felt the mans large hand grip him tight and
he loomed closer looking Charles right in the eyes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, dont do
that</b> he said with a deep voice. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Treat
him like he was MY Son. That way I know you wont get in trouble<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles was at a total loss for words and instead simply
swallowed his mouthful of spit hoping something would come to him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That little boy
means everything to me</b> Adam continued, still holding Charless soft hand. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If anything happened to himmy attention
would needsomething elseto focus on</b> his eyes bore into Charles.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course</b>
he replied hastily. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That makes sense.
Welllets not give you a reason to refocus!</b> he finished with a nervous
smile. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt smile back, but he did release his hand,
allowing Charles a much needed escape route. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He stays in the
back</b> Adam said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Seatbelt and speed
limit<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles nodded, his eyes scanning across Adams muscled
body. He watched them as they drove out of the parking lot and Charles could
swear he felt the mans eyes on the back of his head the whole time.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Todays meeting was not so different.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam came up to him as Charles stepped out of his car.
They shook hands as usual, Charles still self conscious at the softness of his
own skin. If Adam noticed he never let on. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hello Adam, hope
you two had a great visit <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at Drew who was smiling as usual, as innocent
as the day he was born.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Our visit was
fantastic as it always is </b>Adam said with some annoyance in his voice. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill pick him up here on the 20<sup>th</sup>
of next month, same time<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles held up a hand. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Actually I wanted to talk to you about that. Sue and I were thinking
about taking a trip, maybe a cruise, and I was hoping you might take Drew a
little earlier and keep him longer</b> He looked at Adam attempting to gage
his reaction. To his immense relief the man actually seemed happy for a change.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>When and how long?</b>
he asked Charles.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, if its
alright with you of course, I was thinking you could pick Drew up in 10 days
and keep him until your normal time was upif thats alright<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Even before Adam spoke, the big dick between his legs
started to swell. This had been the first time he had ever been allowed to keep
his Son longer than the courts order. It was one of the ways his ex wife tried
to manipulate him. Luckily since Adam didnt make tons of cash his child
support payment was small, not that it stopped him from spoiling Drew whenever
he could. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just let me know
when I can pick him up</b> Adam said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
can be back here anytime</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles nodded, obviously happy that Adam agreed so
quickly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ten days from
now, or one, it doesnt matter to me, I just want him back</b> he finished. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And Charles remembered how serious Adam was about his
Son. The man never joked around about Drew and it showed in every conversation
they ever had.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, Ill speak
to Sue, maybe we can do this even earlier then<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Shes not the
easiest person to persuade</b> Adam said. And Charles realized there was a way
Adam could warm up to him after all.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, Ill take
care of it</b> he almost beamed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If
thats what you want Adam. Ill let her it was my idea to let you take him
earlier. Ill even tell her you resisted, just to make her feel better<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>For the first time in their relationship Adam smiled at
Charles and the smaller man felt like the winner at a country fare.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You do that.
Tell her I was an asshole about it. Shell believe you</b> He held out his hand
and Charles took it, pumping it up and down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Count on me
Adam</b> he said, his voice a little too high.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched them leave and walked back to his truck,
the large bulge between his legs becoming uncomfortable. He climbed in, closed
the door and started to rub his cock.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Take it easy</b>
he said to himself. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Lets just see what
happens</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He picked up the cell phone and called Tony.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I just dropped
off Drew. Theres a chance I may get him earlier than I thought<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats great</b>
Tony said.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, and Drews
cool with doing another movie</b> As he said those words, his dick swelled up
and he squeezed it with his hand. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The client just
wants more interaction between you two. He doesnt care how you do it. You have
any ideas?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam rubbed at his throbbing prick between his legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>YeahI know
exactly what Im gonna do to him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>Chapter Four</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was a two hour drive back to his house and Adam spent
it in deep thought. He didnt want to get too excited about Drews possible
stay with him. His ex wife had a way of screwing up his life and she had no
problems using Drew as a weapon against him. He thought about how he should go
for more food if Drew was going to be with him. Adam usually only bought enough
to last for himself and Drew had a big appetite. As his mind continued to
wander, Adam pulled into his driveway and felt his brain empty out of every
thought.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A police car was waiting for him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam continued to approach and slowly walked out of the
truck, keeping his eyes on the officer who matched his movements.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Can I help you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The cop was young, younger than Adam at least. He had
brown hair a slender body and an easy smile.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hello sir. Sorry
to bother you. I was hoping I could talk to you for a few minutes about what
happened at the store the other night</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt need to be reminded of the pummeling he
doled out that night. His mind raced back, reliving the events. Did he hurt
someone that bad?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The cop followed Adam up the stair to his house and
carefully looked him over, checking for weapons of any kind. Although this was
a social call he never took any chances in case he stumbled upon something and
wound up in the wrong place at the wrong time. Not that this guy needed any
weapons he thought to himself. He was built like a brick wall. April was right.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Once inside Adam offered him a drink which he declined.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The reason I
stopped by was to let you know those kids you roughed up are pressing charges</b>
His eyes ran around the room and he realized the only thing they would get out
of Adam was jail time. The man didnt really own anything of real value. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Two of them were minors, and even though
they all had records, the age is gonna cause you a problem</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam, he noticed, didnt look worried, but was listening
intently to what he had to say. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now,
between me and you, I know those kids were trash, but you need to get yourself
a lawyer and defend yourself now, before its too late</b> He reached into his
pocket and produced a white business card, handing it to Adam. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This lady comes highly recommended. I
suggest you give her a call by tomorrow at the latest</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took the card, read the contents and asked, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I appreciate you coming by like this but
are you telling me Im under arrest?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The cop shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No, not yet at least. Im just stopping by to give you a heads up. Im
told youre a nice guy, and I hate doing bad things to nice people. Those kids
will benefit from a good ass kicking and youre just the guy to give it to
them</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam began to say something but the cop cut him off. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>When you talk to your lawyer, tell her to
speak with the cashier as soon as she can. She wasnt an eye witness but she
says she heard everything and will testify to it. The store doesnt have
cameras, only fake ones to fool the robbers</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam turned the card over and over in his hand. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks for the advice</b> He watched the
officers eyes fall on a picture of Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good looking
kid. Is he yours?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats
my boy Drew. He was shoved to the ground</b> he paused not sure of how much
else to say, but when the cop looked at him with amusement in his eyes Adam
said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>so I shoved back</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The officer grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I bet you did</b> His eyes ran over Adams muscled arms and Adam
grinned back at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He held the card up in front of the cop and said, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill call her in a few minutes</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You do that.
Make sure to tell her everything. Youve got multiple accusations against you
and right now its your word vs. theirs. With your son being a minor, Im not
sure how much weight hell have in court, if it comes to it that is</b> The
cop brushed off his hat and made for the door.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So, you never
told me whos been sticking up for me</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The cop turned, his eyes flashing. Adam had been
confused by the visit. Why was a police officer going out of his way to help
him out? He had never met the guy before. Isnt this a conflict of interest?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>April, the
checkout girltalks like you walk on water. I thought for sure she was gonna
say you turned water into wine right before her eyes</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam laughed. He knew the girl was infatuated with him.
Every time he saw her she made a point of speaking to him even if he wasnt in
her line. He didnt encourage her but he didnt ignore her either. The fact is,
she was too young and Adam was preoccupied with Drew to entertain any more
partners, so instead he would smile and then look the other way, being nice but
not too nice to her. Thankfully his actions paid off.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And I can tell
you from experience, shes gonna be a great witness</b> he continued. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked confused. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>How can you be so sure?</b> And then the patrolman spoke four words
that cleared everything up for Adam. It explained the visit, the advice, the
inside information, and most importantly why he was acting as if he were a
drinking buddy instead of an officer of the law.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Because shes my
sister!</b> he grinned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam called the lawyer and explained his problem. The
woman was nice and attentive, sounding professional and confident all at the
same time. She said she would call the station for him and if anyone were to
call him directly he was to give them her phone number. After he hung up he
went to the refrigerator and made to open the door, when the picture of Drew
stopped him cold.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No!</b> he said
out loud. His mind raced; <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This is gonna
fuck everything up! Im going to lose Drew!</b> Those kids were minors he
thought to himself. At least some of them were. Sue is gonna fuck me but good</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam knew it was sheer luck that he was awarded a full
week a month for custody of his Son. Most men only had one weekend and Sue was
furious that she had to give him up that much. If she had it her way she would
have Drew non-stop and Adam would have to pay full child support. But now.Adam
would have a record....a record of violence against minors no less! He could
see her running into the courthouse now, with that smug look on her face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck her!</b>
he growled. He had to speak with April. He needed to make sure she would
support him and he could get this dropped. April was the key.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grabbed his keys and walked out the door to his
truck. It was dark and windy as usual. He drove down the road about five miles
when he noticed another truck move right behind him. He moved over to let them
pass but they stayed on his tail. Then they started to flash their lights at
him. He pulled over.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maxs father, an ape of a man, got out of his truck, his
Son coming out of the passengers side. He tapped on the window and Adam looked
him over.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey boy!</b>
the man said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why dont you get out
here so we can talk!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pushed open the door. He watched as the mans eyes
widened when he looked him over. The man wasnt ready for his size. He was hot <span
class=SpellE>shit</span> when he beat up kids and girls, but when a real man
was in front of him it was another story. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam knew the type well.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I havent gone
by boy in years</b> Adams deep voice rang out. He took a step forward until
he was inches from the mans face. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So
either I misheard you or youre more stupid than you look</b> His eyes bore
into the man.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max saw his Dad glance over at him. He was pissed and
Max knew it. He blamed this all on him. He knew he was gonna catch hell for not
telling his father about Adam sooner. Instead his Dad had beaten him when he
heard about what happened. No son of his was gonna get his ass kicked by some
stranger, especially when all his friends were around no less! Now here they
were again, but it was his Dads turn this time.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The man was agitated and Adam knew it. This wasnt going
as planned, but it was too late to back down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You wanna pick
on kids? Why dont you pick on someone your own size!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you offering
to take his place?</b> Adam asked. He waved his hand around in the air. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont see any cameras here, just me,
you, and your pussy son!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The mans face flushed in anger but he didnt move. He
was used to having his way and speaking his mind, being confronted wasnt
something he was used to. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youve got a big
mouth on you</b> the man said to him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam knew just what buttons to push. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna teach me a lesson DAD?</b> He
looked over to Max, who was sweating and fidgeting on his feet. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Maybe your pussy son just wants to be
alone with me?</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The mans eyes blazed with hate, he brought his arm back
to strike Adam but Adam was far quicker. His fist sunk deeply into the mans
gut and he grunted like an animal as he began to drop to the ground. Adam
grabbed him by the hair and yanked him up hard, making his body straighten
again and exposing his gut. He hauled back his fist and rammed it back into the
mans stomach, feeling it sink deep into his body. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Then he let go.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The man fell hard. Dirt clouded up all around him as his
breath escaped his body. Adam watched for a moment to make sure he wasnt
getting back up, they never did; and then he looked at Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max had never seen anyone beat his father like that. He
watched with wide eyes as his Dad was man handled and dropped, seconds into the
fight. It was no contest. Before he knew what happened, Adam was standing right
in front of him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey princess</b>
Adam said teasingly. Maxs eyes fixed on him, fear literally pouring out. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did you go home and cry to your Daddy?
Tell him how you got all fucked up?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max didnt answer. Even if words came to mind he
wouldnt speak them. Adam pointed to the ground at his Dad.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well there he
is!</b> Then his finger waved back and forth between him and Max. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And here WE are!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max swallowed hard and Adam knew the kid was defeated. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He probably beats on you huh?</b> Maxs
face flushed but he remained quiet. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
dont give a fuck what problems youve got in your life, but when you involve
my Son in them, you involve me too!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max shook slightly, knowing he was too close to Adam to
run away. It would end the same as it did before. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sighed at the boys obvious dilemma. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, Ill tell
you what kid. I can either just kick your ass again, or you can do something
for mesort of in good faith to show that Im in charge and your just a little
bitch!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam waited for a moment. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>So whats it gonna be?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maxs voice came out cracked and emotional. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What do you want me to do?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took a step forward until he was an inch from Maxs
face, his hot breath blasting against the kids cheeks. His deep voice came out
from behind clenched teeth and his eyes ripped into the scared teenager.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I want you to
get on your knees</b> he let that sink in, enjoying the boys fear. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>and kiss my boots</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max swallowed and nodded his head. He slowly sank to the
ground until he was kneeling before Adam. He didnt look up and he certainly
didnt look right in front of him. He simply wanted to get this over with as
soon as possible. His hands rested on the filthy ground and he bent over
kissing first one, then the other of Adams work boots. He kept his head down,
hoping Adam would keep his end of the deal.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After a long pause Max began to slowly rise, still
looking at the ground. He felt Adams strong hand meet his shoulder and push
him back down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look at me boy</b>
he growled to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked up and pretended not to notice the large
bulge between Adams muscled legs and the fact that it was inches in front of
his face. Sweat ran off his forehead.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I did what you
said</b> he said with a small voice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hands moved to show Max his palms as if in
surrender. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes you did. You followed my
order to the letter</b> He glanced over his shoulder to Maxs Dad still
writhing on the floor. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The problem is;
I really feel the need to kick your ass. In fact the chances are pretty fucking
good that the next time I see you, Im gonna do just that</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max swallowed his spit, his eyes getting larger.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That is unless
you give me some reassurance that youve learned your lesson</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The teenager nodded his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Yes sir</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked thoughtful. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Theres only one MAN hereand do you know who that is?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded again. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
sir</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats right.
And Im getting real tired of reminding everyone about that. Youd think people
would take the fucking hint already</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hands bunched up into large fists and Max started
to twitch. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You got the hint
though right?</b> his eyes looked questioningly at Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max didnt know if Adam was about to hit him but he was
in no position to disagree. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes sir I
did</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam waited. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max didnt understand. He was at a loss for words, not
sure what Adam wanted to hear But then Adam told him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Kiss my dick</b>
the deep voice cut into his ears and once more he became aware of the enormous
mound between Adams big legs. He stole a glance around him, knowing that no
one else was there but needing to check anyway. His father still lay moaning on
the floor around the other side of the truck. Max leaned in and pressed his
lips to the hard surface of Adams jeans, feeling the mans big cock, coiled up
like a serpent. He dared not look up; instead he couldnt help but focus on the
hump inches in front of him. He slowly moved his head back and cast his eyes to
the ground.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam let him stew for a moment and said, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That was great</b> The boy still didnt
look up so Adam continued. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You cause me
anymore trouble, or come near my Son again and Im gonna fuck your sweet little
mouth. Your Daddy cant help you and either can your friends so you better
decide for yourself how this is going down</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max swallowed audibly and nodded his head. He slowly
looked up. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes sir</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched him for a moment and realized the boy was
telling the truth. His fists relaxed and he put one hand on the teenagers
shoulder. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Be a good boy</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded and he watched as Adam turned and walked back
to his truck. He saw him look down for a moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You better get
him to a hospital I think I broke some ribs<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max stayed on his knees until the truck pulled away. He
lifted his Dad up off the ground and put him in the passengers side, the man
began to swear with each breath he took. It was all about revenge and Max had
heard it a thousand times before. To Max, his father had always been the
toughest man he knew, and now, for the second time, he was proven wrong. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam drove up to the grocery store where April worked.
He thought about Max and how fucked up the kids life probably was. He
sympathized but had more important problems to deal with right now. He found
April behind the counter, checking a customer out. She gave him a big smile and
waved when she saw him, her affection obvious from across the room. Adam had to
have her on his side at any cost. His life with Drew was at stake. He waited
until she was finished and stood in front of her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hi</b> he said
with a smile.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hello, its good
to see you back</b> she replied with too much enthusiasm. Adam knew where this
was going and he intended to find out just how far she was willing to go for
him. He put his hands on the counter and leaned in; knowing his strong neck
flared up and his muscled arms were in perfect view. She looked him over like a
hungry kitten.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont want to
get you in any trouble, but I was wondering if we could go somewhere and talk
for a few minutes?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>To say this was acceptable to April was like asking if
she wanted to win the lotto. Not only was this alright but she practically
threw her register keys at her co-worker and announced she was on break. She
went around the counter and Adam put one hand behind her arm to lead her out of
the store, as if she would even dream of going anywhere else.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He walked her to the dark side of the building and told
her about her brothers visit.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh, you can
count on me, Ill make sure they dont get away with this</b> she offered. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well</b> Adam
began; his body close to her. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Even
though these boys have rap sheets, some of them are minors and there were a group
of them and just me</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont think it
would have mattered if there were a hundred of them</b> April said, looking
over Adams muscled torso. He grinned at her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks, but the
court might see this in another way andwell, I know you didnt see anything so
right now its my word against all of them</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April shook her head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I wont let that happen! Ive already told my brother they threatened
you. Ill say the same thing in court. Max and his buddies all ganged up on you
and you had no choice but to defend yourself</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at her, knowing she was lying. She didnt
hear them say anything of the kind because he had knocked them all out before
it ever came to that. He reached up and grabbed her small shoulders in his
large hands and gently lifted her up just enough that her heels came off the
floor.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How old are you
April?</b> he asked softly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She didnt respond at first because of his touch but
then said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im fifteen</b> Before Adam
could ask any more questions she added, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im
allowed to work as long as I dont ring up any alcohol. I had to get permission
from my school</b> Her eyes ran over Adams body. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>But, Im old enough</b> she said with a little too much force.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled and let her fall back to the floor but kept
his hands on her shoulders. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Aprillook
I really need to get through this. I have a little boy that I cant live
without. If they take my Son, Ill die</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded her head quickly, her soft hands reaching up
and holding on to his brawny forearms. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now
I know I did and what those boys did.and normally I wouldnt allow you to lie
for me</b> he looked away for a moment. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>but
I really need you on my side</b> He squeezed her shoulders. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Will you help me?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>For April, this amounted to a free steak dinner at the
best restaurant in townfor the rest of her life. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Ill do anything you say</b> was her only reply, and Adam knew she
meant every word of it. He felt her fingers run through the hair on his arms.
He took a small step forward so he almost touched her with his chest.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Id be very
grateful to you April</b> his strong voice moved through her body like a warm
blanket. Her eyes were big and staring deeply into his. Her hands gripped his
arms and she tried to bring him closer. He spoke right to her in almost a
whisper. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If thats what you want of
course?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April felt her pussy flood between her legs. The sexiest
man she had ever met had just hit on her and she found herself at a loss for
words. She nodded, hoping something would come to her, but the sensations
between her legs took any rational thought away from her mind. She quite
literally was in heaven. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre so young
and Im old enough to be your FatherI just thought maybe you liked me?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Again April nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
do</b> she managed to spit out. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I do
like you!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He squeezed her again. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Good, then if youre sure you want to help me outId like nothing
better than to show my appreciation to youin any way you think you might
like.</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Aprils eyes moved down his body and rested on the huge
mound between Adams legs. Her body let out a sigh and Adam swore he had just
made her cum. He watched her with a smile on his face. He knew she would do
whatever he asked. Get a good look at that little girl he thought to himself.
You know whats between my legs!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April shuddered and nodded her head. Adam gave her a
final squeeze for good measure and walked her back to the front of the
building.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks April, I
really need your help. My lawyer will call you tomorrow and if you need
anything, you just call me</b> He slipped her a piece of paper with his phone
number on it. Before they made it to the front door Adam pulled her aside.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know, your
age could be a problem for me too, so its important that were not seen
together and we dont talk about this with anyone</b> She agreed and said as
much. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Your brother already knows you
kind of like me but anything else will have to stay between you and me</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded again, hypnotized by his words. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Once I get this
off my back.well find some timeand Ill thank you properly</b> he grinned
at her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He left April outside the store. He could feel her eyes
following him all the way back to his truck.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Got her!</b> he
said, thinking about his blonde haired Son, a big smile on his face and his
cock throbbing. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>Chapter Five</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sat with his lawyer in her downtown office so they
could go over his case. She called him two days after he saw April in the
grocery store. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The good news
is, that boy Max has dropped all charges against you</b> She looked up at Adam
as she read over the report from the police department. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I thought you
put him in a choke hold?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shrugged his shoulders and tried to look innocent.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Any idea why he
would suddenly walk away from this lawsuit?</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam fidgeted in his chair and rubbed his hands
together.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im your lawyer,
anything we talk about stays between us</b> she said, tilting her head to one
side.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took in a breath. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Well, his Dad and I sort of met outside city limits a few days ago</b>
He looked up at the wall, covered in diplomas.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And exactly what
did you do to make him change his mind?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I.well I.look
they stopped me first! I was minding my own business when they made me pull
over</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She put down the paperwork in her hands and folded her
arms on the table. She waited.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And then.after
his Dad mouthed off to me..I punched him in the stomach.twice.and got in the
boys face.a little</b> He decided to leave out the part where he made Max
get on his knees, kiss his boots and cock. She didnt have to know everything
did she?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did you hurt
him?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked around the room again. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I may have broken a rib or two</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She glanced down at the paperwork. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Well you must have made your point because this report just came over
this morning and there is no mention of your meeting or a hospital visit for
that matter. Any witnesses?</b> Adam shook his head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well then, it
looks like its down to four boys now</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So what are my
chances?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She raised her eyes as she flipped through the pages
until she found what she wanted. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Two of
the four boys were minors. Thats the biggest problem</b> She looked over
Adams muscled arms. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And even though
there were four, I mean, five of them</b> she waved her hand at him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre not exactly a 98 pound weakling. I
dont think any judge will see you as defenseless, no matter how many of them
there were</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So I dont get
sympathy because Ive got big muscles?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, but the good
thing is your not just a guy with big muscles. Youre a father of an 8 year old
boy. A boy who was pushed to the ground by a teenager with a record</b> She
pulled out the hospital report. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now the
biggest hurdle we have is the boy you punched in the face. You broke his nose
and fractured his jaw, and of course he was wearing braces</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam fingered the hand he cut on the boys mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The other three
checked out fine even though two of them were knocked unconscious and the other
one.had difficulty breathing for a while?</b> She looked at Adam
questioningly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He was the one
who knocked down Drew. I punched him in the stomach</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, its lucky
you didnt break his ribs like Maxs father</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam rubbed his hair with one hand. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>He was just a kid, I pulled my punch</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded her head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Good thing you did</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What about Drew,
will he have to be involved in this?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She waved him off. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh
no, his involvement has already been stated by everyone involved. Even the boy
who knocked him down admitted to what he did. His lawyer no doubt thought it
best to confess in light of what you did to them. And besides, Im sure he
doesnt want to put an 8 year old boy on the stand for everyone to feel sorry
for</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So Drews out of
this? He wont have to testify about what he heard the boys say, like April the
cashier will?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>As a little boy,
he loves his Father more than anything and as such will say anything to protect
you. Mr. Fisk will have to have a very good reason for wanting Drew on the
stand and right now I cant think of what that would be</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled at that. It was true Drew loved him, but
ironic that she said he would protect his Father, when thats exactly what Adam
was doing for him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So were going
to play on Drews young age and the fact that youre a single parent of an only
child. Rage and all that will come into it when we petition the judge, and most
likely he will let you off, but the boys hospital bills will have to be paid
unless we get lucky that is</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look, I have a
problem</b> And Adam explained his situation with his ex wife and custody of
Drew.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>His lawyer listened intently,
taking notes as he spoke.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I cant let this
interfere with my custody. Shell take him away for good if she finds out</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Lets take this
one step at a time Adam. If we agree to pay the hospital bills we can petition
the court to drop all charges against you, providing of course that you drop
all charges against them. The fact that they already have records will make
that last offer go pretty far</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She laid out the plan to Adam and he couldnt help but
admire how quickly she developed a strategy. If her plans worked out as she
hoped, he just might be able to walk away from this. Then she told him about
the cost. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was high.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Can you come up
with the money?</b> she asked him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam knew he had plenty of money from the movies he made
with Drew, but that wasnt an option. He would have to raise the money for
himself. He remembered what Tony told him when they made the first movie. He
knew what he had to do.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That shouldnt
be a problem</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After he left her office he took out the prepaid cell
phone that Tony had given him and called him up. Tony listened to what he had
to say.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you
serious?</b> he asked Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, Im
serious! You dont think hed go for it?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was a pause as Tony thought about Adams proposal.
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>WellI really dont know. I mean, Id
love to film it, hell Id do it for free</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Then ask him.
But Im not doing this for anything less than double the last film</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony sighed over the phone. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Adam if youre serious about doing this, I cant see him complaining
about the price. I just cant believe you would do it</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I need the
money. Its for Drew</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But youre
loaded!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I cant touch
that money. It doesnt belong to me. I need this so I can get out of this mess
Im in and I dont want Drew to know about it</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why not? Im
sure he wont care if you use the money</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You dont
understand. Drew will flip his lid if he thinks theres even a chance he wont
be able to see me anymore. The rest of the world can burn as long as hes with
me. He wont take the news well, trust me, he has to be kept in the dark</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill call him.
Im sure he wont believe me when I tell him what youre willing to do, but
Ill let him know youre serious</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam thanked him and asked Tony to get back to him as
soon as possible. Once he had the money he needed he could pay the lawyer and
hopefully get out of his legal mess, then he would have to take care of April.
That wouldnt be a problem, Adam thought. Having sex came easy to him and April
was just a teenager with no experience.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Later that night Charles called to say he could pick up
Drew in 10 days. That was all the time he had to get the money. Tony needed to
work fast because once Drew was back he wouldnt let Adam out of his
sight.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>He waited 24 hours before Tony
called him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He agreed to
everything</b> Tony told him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive
already made the arrangements and this is what he wants you to do</b> he
explained the rest to Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No problem, its
his money, count me in!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Two days later Adam showed up at the motel off the
interstate and met Tony outside.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Everythings set
up</b> Tony told him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know what he
wants you to do</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span><b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Lots of verbal action and a little rough
stuff right?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And
one more thing</b> He filled Adam in.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its
his money</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They walked into the room and Tony locked the door
behind them. Inside was a slender boy with dark hair and big brown eyes. Tony
said he was 14 years old. Apparently the client that had commissioned the last
film Adam made with Drew had been using his own Son for his private collection.
Unlike Adam this man didnt share the same affection for his boy that Adam
showed for Drew. He wanted his Son to be used by men in an aggressive manner.
He was far more the boys pimp than his Father.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>The kid was
pretty, with thick eye lashes and smooth skin. He didnt look abused at all. If
his Dad had him turning tricks for movies, he did it in a way that kept the boy
in good shape.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This is Trevor</b>
Tony said. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked the small boy over and turned to Tony. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes the clients son?</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony nodded, going behind the camera. They agreed that
Adams face wouldnt be seen since this was going to be more aggressive than
what he did with Drew. The boys Dad was wealthy by anyones standards. He paid
top dollar for custom porn films and had been a client of Tonys for some time
now. The man didnt use his own Son for just any movies. The men in the films
were handpicked by the client and Adam was a favorite. Adam had never
considered using his body to make money, at least with anyone besides his Son.
Sex came easy to him with his boy. In fact sex came easy to him period. But to
do this without Drew was something that had never crossed his mind.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Now, however, Adam had no choice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When Tony told the client what Adam wanted, the man
practically jumped through the phone. The money was no issue to him, but having
his own Son have sex with Drews Daddy was a once in a lifetime deal that he
wasnt about to pass up for anything. He put his boy on a plane that night,
with a trusted assistant and had him delivered to Tony. Tony felt an out of the
way hotel was best for everyone. He knew the owner and gave him enough money to
make it worth his while. No one would bother them here.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved up to the boy. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Hey kidIm Adam</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The pretty kid looked up and down Adams towering frame.
He held out his hand to the man and watched as it disappeared inside his large
grasp. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youve done this
before?</b> he asked the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not
with anyone as big as you. My Dad likes it when Im with other boys but Ive
been with up to three men at one time</b> He looked at Adams chest. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>None of them were like you though</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So
Tony told you whats gonna happen?</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy glanced over to Tony who was setting up the
camera. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam saw the fear behind the kids eyes. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry
about anything. Im real good at this. Dont let my size scare you</b> Adam
waved at the camera. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>All this is for
your Dad. Hes not here right now, its just us so hell only see what we want
him to see</b> Adam took the boy by the shoulders. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Its just a show, youre not going to get hurt I promise</b> He
smiled and the boy physically relaxed in his grip.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No matter what I
say just remember its for your Dad and it doesnt mean anything. Im not gonna
let anything happen to you</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor nodded and smiled at Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like to suck
cock</b> he asked the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, Im pretty
good at it</b> he replied proudly. Adam grinned at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, youre
gonna love to suck mine</b> He looked at Tony who was ready for them. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Remember this is just an act, dont be
scared just play along</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony nodded to Adam to let him know he was filming.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam knew his face wouldnt be seen so he winked to the
boy letting him know they were getting started.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know what
youre doing here?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy didnt say anything. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Your Daddy sent
you here because he wants to watch you suck my dick</b> Adam ran one hand
across the boys smooth cheek. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You do
what I tell you, when I tell you. Do I look like someone who puts up with
bullshit?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No sir</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put his hands behind his back. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Rub it</b> he commanded the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevors small hand moved between his legs and began to
stroke the large mound under Adams jeans. Tony moved the focus there and
zoomed in to what Trevor was doing. For the next few minutes the boy rubbed at
Adams bulge, his soft fingers running up and down the hard lump between the
mans beefy legs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like that?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony pulled out to capture Trevor looking up and nodding
his head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Get on your
knees</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor dropped slowly down in front of Adam, his face a
little lower than the bulge before him. His hand continued to rub at it and he
kept looking up to make sure he was making Adam happy. He brought his other
hand up and began to squeeze and grip at it with his small fingers. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down at the pretty boy. The kid had full
lips and Adam felt his large cock throb in anticipation. He let Trevor paw at
him a while longer before he gave him his next instruction.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Kiss it</b> he
told the kid.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor leaned in and began to softly kiss Adams mound.
He rested his tiny hands on the mans thick thighs, feeling the hard muscle
underneath the denim. His lips could feel the pulsing meat straining to escape
and Trevor knew Adams muscles werent the only thing that was big. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam let Tony film another minute of Trevor kissing at
his bulge and then he said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Put your
hands behind your back and start licking</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor immediately did as he was told. His tongue came
out and began to slowly lap up the large mound between Adams big legs. Adam
watched him for a moment and then began to pull his shirt out of his pants.
Tony pulled back the camera to show him take hold of it and gradually lift it
off his torso. Adams muscled hairy body was framed perfectly by the camera and
the shirt was dropped to the ground. Tony ran the lens down his broad shoulders,
his hairy pecs and washboard abs, then rested the shot on Trevor licking at his
bulge. Adam put his hands on his hips and watched the boy work between his
legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hungry for that
dick arent you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor didnt answer; he simply kept lapping at Adams
crotch.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached down and began to unbuckle his thick
leather belt. He took his time so Tony could film the whole thing. He
unbuttoned his jeans and slowly pulled down the zipper. Trevor moved back for a
moment while he reached in and tugged out his throbbing bulge. Adam put his
hands back on his hips and Trevor moved in to lick at the white cotton covered
cock.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Now Adams big dick was much more visible. It pulsed
under the boys tongue and his shorts began to cling to his cock as Trevors
spit soaked through the fabric. Adam grabbed the back of the kids head and
pulled him into his crotch. He rubbed the boys face all around his cock,
moving his hips to grind his bulge across Trevors mouth and nose. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy began to moan so Adam pulled him deeper between
his legs. He didnt know what it was that drove the boys wild. There was
something about the way he smelled that they loved. Drew was the same way;
always smelling and probing Adams body. There was hardly a day that Drew
didnt bury his face in Adams armpit or breathe deeply from his neck. Whatever
it was that he gave off, it was making Trevor just as anxious. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It wasnt really necessary for Adam to hold the boy
because Trevor wasnt moving away for anything. He acted as if he had
suffocated and for the first time in his life he was breathing fresh air. The
boy inhaled a large lungful of Adams scent inside his small body and held it
there as long as possible. When he released it from his body he immediately
took in more, burying his face as far between Adams legs as he could manage. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam couldnt help but smile. He thought Drew just loved
him so much that the boy went wild when they were alone together, but here
Trevor was, proving him wrong. Adam loved the way Drew smelled also but it
didnt have the same effect on him as say, Drews eyes. There was something
about the way his Son looked at him that made his dick stand up between his
legs. Many times unbeknownst to Drew, Adam would sit across from him at dinner
or lunch and his Sons eyes would mesmerize him. He would feel his big prick
thicken up and shift between his legs, begging for the boys attention. Adam
did his best to hide it from Drew. He didnt want to turn his Son into an
addict and more importantly he wanted to make sure his Son knew he loved him
for more than just sex. So Adam would take his time, drink his coffee and try
to think of anything besides his Sons warm mouth and soft hands.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>He would look around and try not to stare too
much into Drews bright blue eyes, even making sure to walk in front of his Son
on the way out so he wouldnt see his bulging crotch. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Now, here was Trevor doing the same thing Drew did,
taking in his smell and become more frantic with each passing minute. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams big dick pressed into the boys face, pulsing
with lust as Trevor rubbed against it. Just the thought of Drew made it swell
and throb with desire and the boy wasnt even in the room with him. Adam knew
this was worth it. He would do anything he had to for his Son. Drew was going
to be in his life if he had to work this kid to death. Everything was riding on
the money and Aprils testimony. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He would deal with her later, but right now he had a
paycheck to earn. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pushed Trevors head back and shoved three fingers in
his mouth. Trevor moaned and sucked at them as Adam worked them in and out,
twisting them between his lips.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ready to
suck my big dick?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor whimpered and nodded his head as he continued to
suck on Adams fingers, his eyes pleading with the man towering above him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna show
your Daddy what a faggot you are?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor reached out and put his hands on Adams legs, his
fingers clawing at his big muscles.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took his fingers out of the boys mouth and pushed
down his pants, his huge ten inch prick boldly throbbing from between his legs.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>SUCK IT!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor opened his mouth as wide as he could and took in
the head of Adams big cock. In order to get to it, he had to lift himself off
his knees and hold onto Adams big legs for support.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam saw the problem and squatted down so Trevor could
get to his dick properly and the boy began to twist his head so his mouth
corkscrewed around the juicy cock. Adam felt the kids tongue running circles
around his prick and dipping deep into the hole. His cheeks were puffed out
from the girth of Adams big dick but that didnt stop him from sucking it like
a vacuum cleaner. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>EAT THAT FUCKING
DICK!</b> he barked at the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor doubled up his efforts to give Adam head and Adam
felt his dick bump up against the kids throat. Adam grabbed his dick at the
base and a fistful of Trevors hair, yanking him off his cock and started to
slap his face with it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is that the best
you can do?</b> Adam growled. Trevor opened his mouth and tried to get Adams
dick back inside. He pulled at the fingers threaded through his hair,
attempting to pull away but Adam held him tight.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You call that a
fucking blowjob? </b>He beat the kids face with his solid prick. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you gonna suck it or waste my time?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor groaned and pleaded with Adam to let him go. Adam
pulled his hips back and released his dick so it bobbed in the air in front of
Trevor. The boys eyes glared hungrily at the thick cock waving in front of
him. He strained against the mans grip in an attempt to get to the massive
meat before his eyes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched him for a moment, satisfied that the boy
was responding properly. He let go of his hair and Trevor surged forward and attacked
his big dick with his mouth. Adam felt the boys throat at the head of his dick
again but this time there was less resistance. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it!</b>
he encouraged the boy. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck that big
dick!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevors hand gripped the back of Adams large thighs
and he pulled himself deeper on the throbbing prick impaled in his mouth. His
tongue rubbed at the underside of the delicious cock and his spit freely ran
down his chin as he devoured the incredible offering before him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stroked the boys hair and gently pulled him
forward with each one. He felt Trevor open up just a little more with each
effort he made to eat the big dick in his mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come on kid.show
your Daddy what a good cocksucker you are<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched as the boy did his best to comply, but the
truth was Adam was just too big. This was the same problem Drew had except
Trevor was older and more experienced and Adam would never force his dick down
his Sons throat. The boy was going to need help with this near impossible job.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached around to the table and unscrewed the cap
off an airline sized bottle of Jack Daniels. He gave Trevor a moment to enjoy
his meat and then slowly pulled him off by taking hold of his hair from the
back in his fist. Trevor looked up, his lips wet with spit and his face flushed
with blood. Adam brought the bottle down to his mouth and told him to drink.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He watched the boy swallow the entire contents of the
bottle and he threw it to the floor as he pushed his dick back inside the kids
mouth. Immediately his dick felt the warmth of the liquor mixed with Trevors
spit. He gave the bottle a minute to work its way through the boys bloodstream
and then put his hand behind his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pulled the boy closer and felt the kids throat open
much more than before. Adam worked Trevors mouth around his dick and started
to fuck more and more of his cock past the boys lips. After a few minutes Adam
had managed to push most of his head down the kids gullet but it was still a
strain for him. Adam worked at it over and over, sinking his dick into the
hungry boy until he started to gag. Three minutes later Adam decided it was
time for another bottle.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As soon as Trevor swallowed, Adam pushed his dick right
back in the boys mouth. Tony zoomed in as Adam fucked Trevor with deeper
strokes. His throat was really starting to open up and the outline of Adams
rock like prick was making an outline in the kids neck. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor was relaxing and allowing Adam to use his mouth
like a hole for his pleasure.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam gripped a fistful of hair and pumped his big
cockhead in and out of the boys throat.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it!</b>
Adam told him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like that juicy dick
dont you?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevors eyes looked up at Adam, filled with the effects
the booze had on his slender body. The boy was almost there, but not quite.
Adam slowly fucked his mouth with long strokes, holding the kids head still
with one hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony zoomed in to Adams huge prick sinking in and out
of Trevors throat. He looked up at Adam and smiled, mouthing the word
Perfect to him and making a circle with his thumb and forefinger. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam made sure Tony had a solid block of film before he
gave Trevor the third bottle. He pulled out his dick until just the head was in
the boys mouth and he let go of his hair. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevors small hands immediately wrapped around Adams
huge babymaker as if the boy were afraid his favorite toy was being taken away.
His mouth sucked on the fat head and he looked up with hazy eyes to plead with
Adam not to stop.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched him nurse on his dick for a while, slowly
taking the bottle off the table and removing the cap. The boys tongue was
lapping at him and Adam grinned in satisfaction that Trevor was his to use as
he pleased. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pushed his head back with one hand and poured the
bottle into the kids mouth. Trevor drank it in one large gulp. Adam fisted his
cock in front of the boy, waiting for the liquor to slide down. Trevor looked
up at him and opened his mouth, begging to be fed. Adam pushed his dick back
inside and gave the boy a moment to suck the head again before he started to
fuck his big cock into his throat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was almost no resistance now. Adams large prick
sunk deep into the boys hungry mouth over and over again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it! Suck
that fucking cock!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor made soft moaning sounds as he got his mouth
fucked by Adam. He looked up at Adams muscled, hairy chest and broad
shoulders. The mans thick arm was reaching out and holding him by the back of
the head and his hips moved back and forth as he fed the beastly prick to him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like that?</b>
the man said to him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My big dick tastes
good huh?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevors mouth watered around the huge cock being fed
him. The mans deep voice was mesmerizing not to mention the effect the alcohol
was having on his thin body. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna be a
good boy for me?</b> he was saying to Trevor. He tried to nod his head but he
was held still by the strong fingers in his hair.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna let me
fuck that mouth?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A groan managed to escape from Trevor and the big man
must have understood because he started to thrust his heavy stick right down
Trevors throat. He didnt gag. The liquor in his system made him feel like a
ragdoll. He felt inch after throbbing inch of the mans enormous cock sink into
his throat.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it!</b>
the man said to him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>EATTHAT.FUCKING.DICK!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony kept the lens focused on Trevors mouth getting
worked over by Adam. Five solid inches of the huge cock pumped past the kids
lips. Over and over, Adam abused the boys mouth, sending his prick down the kids
throat. Tony realized this was probably the physical limit to what Trevor could
do. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams dick was just too big. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pulled it out and told Trevor to stick out his tongue
and Adam slapped his heavy meat against it, only to shove it back in and start
to fuck Trevors mouth all over again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know what you
need boy!</b> he pushed into the kids throat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You were born to
suck dick werent you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor of course was unable to respond because of the
intense blowjob he was giving. He wasnt fighting back at all, he let Adam do
all the work, moving his head back and forth and trying to breathe whenever he
could. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony captured Trevors spit flying out of his mouth as
Adam hammered into it with his fat prick. The boys throat bulged out with every
thrust and he gasped for air when Adam pulled back. It was incredible that the
kid could take as much as he did. Adam wasnt just a man, he was a big man,
with an even bigger dick and Trevor was barely in puberty, with his thin body
and small arms.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took his dick out and slapped Trevor across the
face. It wasnt that hard but it rocked the boy on his knees. Adam tilted his
head up by his hair.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna suck
it?</b> he barked at the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor nodded as best he could and Adam pushed his dick
back inside the boys mouth and let go of his hair. Trevors hands grabbed hold
of Adams big legs and he <span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>pulled himself
forward until the large cockhead sunk down his throat.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good boy! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevors lips gripped the fat shaft and he did his best
to suck Adams meat while his throat was stuffed. He pulled back and nursed on
the head for a moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>SUCK IT!</b>
Adam growled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Once again Trevor moved forward until Adams cock pushed
down his throat. His eyes looked up at the muscled man.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it! Eat
that big dick!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor held the cock in his throat for as long as his
lungs would allow before he pulled back. He sucked as hard as he could on the
head, doing his best to please Adam, but the big man became impatient after a
moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Spit it out!</b>
he roared.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor looked up, confused at what Adam wanted.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>SPIT IT THE FUCK
OUT!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor let the dick fall from his mouth. It bobbed in
front of him, slick with his spit. Adams hand came down and slapped his face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Didnt I just
tell you to suck it?</b> he growled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are
you gonna make me repeat myself again?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No sir</b> he said with a soft, shaking voice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pointed at his enormous prick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>SUCK.IT!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor attacked Adams juicy cock like an animal. He
immediately pulled forward until Adams cock was in his throat. He used the
rest of his mouth to suck hard on the rock-like flesh while his tongue lapped
at the underside of the shaft. He did his best to control his breathing and
when he couldnt take it anymore, he pulled back just long enough to fill his
lungs before taking the head back in his throat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it! Eat
my big dick!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony let out a breath. It was incredible to film. Adam
was making the boy fuck his own throat, his face red from the slaps Adam gave
him. Trevor was in flurry, doing everything in his power to please the man he
was kneeling in front of. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You fucking
faggot! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stood powerfully before the small boy, his hands on
his hips and looking down like a god from Mount Olympus.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After an agonizing minute Adam pushed Trevors head away
with one hand, his dick bobbing up and down in the air. Trevor, to his credit,
didnt wait to be told what to do. He immediately moved back, grabbed Adams
legs again and swallowed the large cock back down his throat.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded to him, satisfied. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats a good
boy!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked over to Tony with a big smile on his face.
Tony shook his head in disbelief. This was why Adam got top dollar for sex. He
was a fucking animal.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pushed Trevor away again, but this time he took a
step back. Trevor used the opportunity to fill his lungs with air as he walked
on his knees back to Adam. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A moment later Adams big cockhead was resting
comfortably down Trevors throat.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched patiently as Trevor swallowed his prick
over and over. He wanted to make the film as realistic as possible without
actually hurting the boy. He knew Trevors father wanted the boy roughed up,
but Adam couldnt bring himself to go much further. As it was Trevor was barely
able to breathe with the massive prick down his throat. Although Tony filmed the
boy on his knees, moving to suck at his cock, the truth was Adam was giving him
a chance to catch his breath and recover. He was hoping the boys father would
see it as a form of humiliation instead of just a break.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He watched Trevors face going increasingly red. His
handprint could still be seen on the kids cheeks, but Adam had done his best
to make the slap as loud as possible without doing the boy any harm. He flexed
his hands into fists over and over again, knowing Tony would film it and show
how strong he was. When he slapped Trevor he cupped his palm to trap air
inside, which in turn created a loud crack. Most of the contact with the boy
came from Adams fingers. Had Adam used his real strength instead of a fraction
of it, Trevor would be unconscious or at worst dead, from a broken neck. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He wasnt sure how much longer the kid would last the
way he was going. Adam pulled out his dick, while pushing Trevor back. This
time he really shoved him and he lost balance and fell to his back. Adam turned
and walked to the sofa, sitting on the edge. He spread his legs and let his
hand fall way down, just above the floor. He snapped his fingers over and over.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Here boy!</b>
he called Trevor like a dog. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come get
your bone!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor lifted himself up and Adam was thankful he knew
better than to rise to his feet. Instead he crawled on all fours over to him
until he was near his snapping fingers. Tony had to lift up the camera and
quickly move into place before he lost the shot. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams large hand grabbed Trevors face and he started
to knead at the soft flesh, rubbing the kids jaw as he did. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good boy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took hold of Trevors hair and tilted his face up.
He grabbed his dick and slapped it all over his face, making sure not to hit
Trevors nose. Adams dick was so heavy he was afraid he would break the small
bones if he did.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats a big
dick huh?</b> he said tersely. Trevor stuck out his tongue without being told.
The kid was good; Adam had to give him that. He was almost a pro at this. He
beat his meat against it and spit sailed into the air. Then he took hold of his
big balls and held them up to the boy. Trevor began to lick at them like a
starving kitten at a bowl of milk. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it kid!</b>
Adam laughed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony zoomed in and filmed Trevor for the next two
minutes or so before Adam made him stop. He held his dick out and Trevor took
it in his mouth. He was still on his hands and knees when he pushed forward,
impaling himself on Adams dick. His throat bulged out again as the fat
cockhead sunk inside.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>God Damn</b>
Tony whispered to himself.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam patted him on the head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Thats it. Show your Daddy how a faggot gives blowjobs!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor moaned. He was so far gone, Adam wasnt sure he
could even understand him anymore. His entire world revolved around the immense
prick between Adams legs. Its what he lived for, every cell in his body
calling for it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took him by and hair and slowly pulled him off. He
tilted his head up and said, Open </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor opened his mouth and Adam spit right inside it.
He pushed the boy back to his dick and pulled him forward until his cockhead
was throat deep once more. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam repeated the cycle two more times.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony was beside himself. He had never filmed anything as
erotic as this. The domination Adam commanded was so natural to him that Tony
was lost in the act as well. He was such a powerful man and it was obvious to
Tony that he could do so much more, which made it so hot. Adam was holding way
back, and yet here was this kid, broken and near exhaustion trying to please
his new Master, when the truth was Adam hadnt even began to work on him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The camera took it all in. The differences were so
apparent and had little to do with size. Adam was a man, hands down. And Trevor
was just a boy. There was no contest. Trevor still wore his clothes, showing that
his pleasure meant nothing to Adam. This was all about service.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam drove the point home.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre lucky
youre even getting this!</b> he said to Trevor. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>A faggot cocksucker like you doesnt deserve a big dick like mine!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor moaned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I shouldnt even
let you suck it, after all the work you put me through!</b> Adam spoke to
Trevor as if no one else was in the room.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre a lot of
trouble you know that? I dont know if you deserve my cum!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy made a noise of protest that damn near took out
the sensitive microphone. Not only did the noise surprise Tony but he almost
lost hold of the camera.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevors response to his words alarmed Adam. The boy
began to suck so hard on his meat that his face turned red to purple. The boys
spit dripped to the floor and he was pulling himself, on hands and knees, right
into Adams crotch in a vain attempt to swallow the beastly prick. Adam
couldnt let the kid choke himself. He put on hand on Trevors forehead to stop
him from coming any closer, even pushing him back a little to ease up the
pressure in his throat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor looked up at Adam, his eyes pleading to be let
go.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You want that
dont you? A nice belly full of my <span class=SpellE>cockmilk</span>!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor groaned and Adam let him suck his cock for
another minute, making sure the boy didnt move any further.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Alright kid</b>
Adam said with a smile. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You want a
drink?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevors yes came out as a muffled cry but the meaning
was understood by all. Adam pushed him back until just the head of his dick was
in the boys mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>SUCK HARD!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And for three of the longest minutes in Tonys life, he
filmed Trevor frantically sucking Adams huge prick, the mans massive hand
firmly holding his head at bay. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DRINK IT
FAGGOT!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And Adam came inside Trevors mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>To Tony, the camera saw Adams shaft swell up, throbbing
with power, while Trevors cheeks puffed out with the copious offering Adam fed
the boy. He swallowed fast but immediately began to cough. Adam had continued
to pump more cum into him and it blasted out of Trevors tightly clamped lips,
raining white cream down on the floor.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>To Adam, his big balls filled up and let him know they
were ready just moments before he felt them contract and shoot his elephant
sized load up his swollen prick and into Trevors small mouth. Adam never
doubted that Trevor would be unable to swallow his cum. Like Drew he was just <span
class=SpellE>to</span> small, but unlike his Son, Adam let him try. When the
kid began to cough after the first wave Adam had to push him back just a little
or risk flooding his lungs with cum. He couldnt help but feel proud of himself
as his cum splashed down on the floor. Adam was a real man, with a big dick and
big balls. No kid was a match for him, not even a cocksucker like Trevor. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>To Trevor, it felt as if a volcano had erupted in his
mouth. Never in his life had a mans cum shot so forcefully against his throat.
Not only was it powerful, it was abundant. The man came like a lion! It took
everything Trevor had to swallow his first mouthful of cum before it flooded
out of his mouth. The battle, he knew, was lost when the incredibly juicy dick
unloaded the next wave. Trevors throat closed to protect his lungs and the
pressure from his cum filled mouth became unmanageable. His lips werent strong
enough and his bountiful feast flowed past his lips. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Jesus</b> Tony
said, watching Adam cum into the boys mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down. Four waves in total came out of his
mighty cock for the boy to swallow, only one of which he took. The rest ran
down his hard shaft and down the boys chin, coating the floor with cum. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He waited until Trevor recovered. To the boys credit,
he never moved off Adams cock, he coughed around it. As soon as he was able,
he sucked at the big prick, swallowing quickly as he did. When he couldnt get
anymore cream from the head, he pulled off and began to lick at the heavy shaft
until it was clean. Next he fingered his own chin, stuffing whatever cum he
could find into his hungry mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pointed to the floor.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Damn kid! I
thought you were a cocksucker not just a faggot in training!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor dropped his head to the floor and licked at the
cum. Adam pointed to different spots and Trevor moved there with his busy
tongue to eat it all up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Didnt know you
were gonna drink from a fire hose did you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor didnt comment he had cleaning to do. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grabbed his hair and yanked him up. He pried open
Trevors jaw and spit inside his mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Faggot!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor swallowed Adams spit with obvious pleasure. He
opened his mouth wide, wanting more. Adam laughed at him and lightly slapped
his face, still holding him by the hair with the other hand. Trevor groaned
begging for more. Again Adam slapped him, just hard enough to make his skin
redden, and then he leaned in and spit in the boys mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor swallowed it hungrily and opened his mouth again,
but Adam would have none of it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You had your
chance!</b> He pushed Trevor away with the hand holding his hair. The boy
tumbled to the floor on his back. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Get
the fuck away from me!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stood up and stuffed his dick back in his jeans. He
slowly pulled up the zipper and buckled his belt. Trevor lay at his feet
looking up at his Master. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Even after he came, Adam sported a huge bulge. He
pointed to his feet.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Kiss my boots!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor scooted up and kissed both of Adams work boots.
He lifted himself back to his knees and looked up, waiting for more orders.
Adam held out one hand and Trevor kissed it first and then began to lick at it
like a puppy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony pulled the camera back to show Adam standing in
front of Trevor while the boy licked at his fingers.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He ended the film there.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor was passed out on the bed. Tony turned to Adam
and said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You could have been a little
rougher with him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sighed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah,
well Im not in the habit of fucking little boys in the throat. I slapped him a
few times, talked rough to him.his Dad should get off on it</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh, Im sure he
will. I think hell want another film after he sees this one. I can only
imagine what hell pay to see you fuck him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That boy could
barely take me in his mouth let alone his ass<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony shrugged. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes
had more experience than you think. His Dad pimps him out for the right price.
That kid has done it all</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not with me he
hasnt. You may have noticed Im a little bigger than the average punk off the
street<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah,
Ive noticed! </b>He looked over the boy. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill
put this away and stay with him until he sobers up some, then Ill get him to
the airport<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No, Ill stay with him. You take care of the film, Ill make sure he
gets back<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tonys brow creased. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You sure? You dont have to do the legwork, youll get paid<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know, its
just.hes a fucking kid. I dont want to leave him like this</b> Adam waved
at Trevor.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony poked him in the ribs. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>If you fuck him and dont let me film it, Im gonna kill you!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam laughed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah,
like thats gonna happen. You can film it in the emergency room, now get out of
here!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony packed up the camera and left for his studio to
finalize the DVD for his client. He would make sure Adams face was removed
from any scenes that may have captured him and that his voice would be
amplified if it dropped out during any good parts.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sat at the foot of the bed after Tony left and
turned on the television on, making sure the volume was low. He waited for a
good four hours until Trevor stirred behind him. The boy looked at him with
sleepy eyes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How do feel?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor sat up. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im
fine, just a little tired</b> He got up and went to the bathroom. Adam told
him he would take him back to the airport when he was ready. He suggested that
he take a shower to wake up. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Once Trevor came out and dressed they walked to Adams
truck and drove off to the airport.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Your father is
pretty rich <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah
we have a big house and a jet</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam seemed at a loss for words but he wanted to make
sure Trevor was alright. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did you, you
know, have a good time?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah,
youre incredible. Ive never been with anyone like you before</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>I heard you did this sort of thing a lot</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well most of it
isnt filmed </b>Trevor told him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My
Dad likes to watch it live, so he brings in a new boy for me or a man every now
and then. We have a studio in the basement that we use for shows<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just your Dad?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, sometimes he
brings friends over, or clients, I really dont know<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt respond mostly because he didnt know how.
Trevor broke the ice next.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I saw the film
you made with your Son. Hes cute<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, hes a
good boy</b> Adam looked at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
watch movies like that with your father?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh
yeah, he says I have to. It keeps me interested. Thats why I have Leo</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whos Leo?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes my bodyguard
if anyone asks, but Dad mostly pays him to have sex with me while he watches.
Leos big like you but his dick is smaller. Dad likes it when he spanks me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor waited a moment and said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I thought you would spank me to or hit me at least<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked forward. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Im not used to that sort of thing. Verbal is one thing but I dont
like to hurt little kids<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor paused. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh</b>
It seemed as if he were surprised as if everyman liked those things. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Does your Son make movies with other men
too?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO</b> Adam
said, a little too sternly. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He only has
sex with me</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Wow, Im
jealous. I was hoping we could make another film together<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at the boy.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Hows your face?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor understood what he meant.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Oh, Im fine. You didnt hurt me at all<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They were almost to the airport. Tony told Adam where to
go. There was a private landing pad for personal jets and Trevor would be met
at the entrance. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As they came near Adam saw a big man, smaller than him
but big nonetheless, standing outside a metal gate. He was blonde, maybe
German.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is that Leo?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Trevor nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah</b>
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As they parked Adam said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Youre a good boy Trevor. I had a great time<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They left the truck and Adam walked him up to Leo.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go inside and
buckle up, were taking off soon</b> the blonde man said. Trevor waved to Adam
and ran off to the jet.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Was he good?</b>
the man asked Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, he was
great. He did everything I told him too</b> Adam replied, hoping the report
would get back to Trevors Dad.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I saw your
movies. Your Son is hot</b> Leo continued.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam would normally have dropped him to the floor for
saying that but he didnt want to jeopardize Trevors relationship with his own
father. Instead he smiled, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, hes a
wildcat</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im sure a
three-way or even swap would work if you asked for it. Youre a favorite of my
boss you know<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well,
unless your dick is bigger than mine, I dont think my boy would go for it.
Hes sort of a one man kind of kid</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Leo looked him over. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Oh, well maybe you can change his mind</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He held out his hand and Adam reluctantly shook it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Got to go</b>
Leo said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I have to think of some way
to spend the time with Trevor on the ride back</b> he grinned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam waved to him as he left and drove home.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When he walked in the door there was a message from him
from Miss Benet, his lawyer.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stood just outside the door of the conference room
with his lawyer. She put her hand on his arm to get his attention.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This is how its
going to work</b> She said looking him in the eyes. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I do ALL the talking. You sit there and do your best to look
uninterested and more importantly unemotional! Martin Fisk is the lawyer for
all four boys and hes going to do everything he can to find your weakness.
Expect him to bring Drews name up and threaten you with all kinds of
ridiculous things. Remember, hes just fishing around. He wont know what hurts
you until you break down in front of him. SoI do ALL the talking and you just
sit there. Understand?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded his head and they walked into the arbiters
office side by side. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Inside the room was a large wooden table with a woman at
one end manning a dictation machine and an official looking man at the other
that Adam assumed was the arbiter. Directly across was a man in an expensive
suit with two teenage boys on either side of him. Pete, the boy who suffered
the broken nose and jaw, sat to his right with Eddie, the boy who actually
pushed Drew. The other two sat on Mr. Fisks left. These two Adam knew, were
the minors his lawyer told him about. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The arbiter made all the appropriate introductions and
explained the ground rules to both lawyers. This meeting was specifically set
up to see if an agreement could be made by both parties without the involvement
of a judge. If both sides agreed to settle then the matter would go no further.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Mr. Fisk began.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His rendering of the events were elaborate to say the
least. He stressed the amount of physical damage done to his clients, waving
his hand at Pete who was bandaged up and looking every bit as if Adam had
pummeled him.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>His eyes kept glancing at
Adam, probing for a weakness.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sat there and said nothing.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet, Adams lawyer, sat calming across from Mr.
Fisk as he went on and on.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So as you can
see, Mr. Blake has a great deal to answer for and my clients, two of which are
minors, need to be made whole as a result of his direct actions<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet waited for him to finish. He pushed a slip of
paper to her with a dollar amount that she didnt bother to show Adam. She
crumpled it in her fist and tossed it back to Fisk.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Lets make one
thing clear Mr. Fisk. Your clients are not the angels you make them out to be</b>
She reached into her briefcase and began to pull out four folders, one of which
was noticeably thicker than the rest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Timothy <span
class=SpellE>Barret</span></b> she began, pointing to the first minor. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Shoplifting, petty theft, underage
drinking, destruction of property!</b> She tossed the folder aside and opened
the next one.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>John Rogers</b>
she pointed to the next boy. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Underage
drinking, vandalism, truancy, suspension, and</b> her eyes lit up at Mr.
Fisk, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>possession of marijuana!</b> She
tossed his folder aside and opened the third.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Pete Masters</b>
nodding to the boy who Adam had punched in the face. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Destruction of government property, possession of narcotics, and
arson! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Finally she fingered the fourth folder and looked at Eddie.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do I need to
open this one as well?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy was visibly nervous and Miss Benet knew he was
aware of the contents even if his lawyer wasnt. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Mr. Fisk leaned in and answered her. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well as Ive said before, two of my
clients are minors and they have sealed records</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet shook her head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No Mr. Fisk. If you intend on taking this to court youre going to
have to prove the state of mind of my client</b> She waved to Adam. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Once you do that; credibility comes into
play, and these records become admissible</b> She tapped the files with one
long fingernail. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Mr. Fisk sighed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well
I was hoping it wouldnt come to this Miss Benet, but if you insist Ill
subpoena Drew Blake and cross examine him on the stand</b> He looked over to
Adam with a slight smirk on his face. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>It
might take hours before Im done</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam tensed up. The table was high and his hands were
out of sight or Mr. Fisk would have seen them ball into fists. It took
everything he had to hold his composure, his leg brushed up against Miss Benet
but she ignored him. Adam needed three things: Drews complete absence from
this, all charges against him to be dropped, and enough money to pay not only
his lawyer but the boy with the hospital bills as well. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam had the last one covered already. Miss Benet didnt
ask any questions about where the money came from. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She tapped all ten fingers on the table and slowly
pushed the large folder she had been saving, until it was directly in front of
her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That is your
right as an attorney Mr. Fisk</b> she said. If his threat bothered her it
certainly didnt show. Her dark eyes lifted up and leveled right at Eddie. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And once hes done questioning an 8 year
old boy, Im going to put you on the stand Mr. Harper, and find out what
exactly you were doing with a child.all alonefor that un-witnessed period of
time</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt know what she was doing. Eddie had shoved
Drew to the ground after he asked for money; even the boy himself stated that.
He glanced over to Miss Benet but she was holding Eddies gaze and whatever was
in that folder had a definite effect on him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Mr. Fisk looked at Eddie for a moment. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Miss Benet, if youre implying something
sinister happened between Mr. Harper and your clients Son, thats news to me</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She waved Fisk off. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But
not to Eddie</b> She kept her eyes on the boy. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Isnt that right Eddie?</b> Before he could answer she flipped open
the large folder in front of her and pushed at the first page. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>September 12<sup>th</sup>,
2002: Indecent exposure to a minor</b> she said softly never taking her eyes
from Eddie. Her finger pushed at the next page.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>November 9<sup>th</sup>,
2003: Lewd acts with a child</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Mr. Fisk looked at Eddie, clearly surprised by the
revelations.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>January 6<sup>th</sup>
2004: <span class=SpellE>Sodemy</span>.with a minor</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The statement fell like a bomb in the room. Large beads
of sweat coated Eddies brow. Mr. Fisk again tried for a Hail-Mary save.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He was a minor
during those times</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet wasnt dissuaded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Not anymore. Edward Harper will be 19 years old as of August of this
year</b> now she looked at Fisk. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
wanna bring an 8 year old boy into court and make him cry in front of a judge?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>There are no
allegations he did anything besides push the child down!</b> Fisk barked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet shook her head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I dont know that</b> She looked at Pete. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>An impressionable 8 year old boy; traumatized by a teenage with a
history of sexual violence.</b> She shrugged her shoulders. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, theres no telling what will surface
under cross examination. That boy might remember all sorts of things that Mr.
Harper did to him</b> She glanced at Adam. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course April
Andersons testimony will reflect the, shall we say, inappropriate language Mr.
Harper used on the boy, and the court can make its own conclusions.</b> Miss
Benet looked at the folder. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I believe her
exact description is</b> she pointed to a line on the paper. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>lewd</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Fist was furious. Miss Benet had pulled Pete apart piece
by piece. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I have another
witness to Mr. Blakes actions!</b> Fisk barked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet laughed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
mean Maxwell Poston?</b> She reached in her case and pulled out the thickest
file yet and allowed it to pound into the wooden table, demonstrating its
weight. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr. Poston has had a change of
heart. Apparently he doesnt want his past to haunt him</b> She tapped his
file. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course if thats what YOU want
Mr. Fisk, Id be happy to fill in the judge.and local community.with the
exploits of your clients past deeds</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Before Fisk could respond Eddie jumped up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Forget this. Im
out!</b> he shouted. Fisk tried to get him to sit back down but he pulled away
from the man. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO! Im not letting this
get out!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet addressed him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Well, thats up to your lawyer. All these boys are accusing Mr. Blake
of violence and Im afraid your sordid past just might come out</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Eddie looked frantically at Tim <span class=SpellE>Barret</span>.
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Tim! Forget this, lets go, we dont
need to be a part of this!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The younger boy was somehow controlled by Eddie. He
stood up to face him, nodding his head as he moved. Eddie grabbed his arm and
pulled him away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Were out!</b>
he said to Miss Benet. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Forget about
it!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Mr. Fisk had lost all control. Eddie and Tim had stormed
out of the room, leaving him with two less clients. Miss Benet waited for the
commotion to settle and then faced Pete.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well Mr.
Masters. I cant help but notice your dwindling circle of friends <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Fisk put his hand on Petes arm to keep him calm. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Out of everyone
here, youre the only one with a real complaint</b> She looked through his
file for a moment. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Heres the deal
Peter. Mr. Blake will pay for all your medical billsno painno suffering! You
in turn will drop all charges against him. Otherwise we go to court and.</b>
She pushed the stack of files forward. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>the
past that you and your friends are trying so hard to keep hidden will come out.
Especially your friend Edward, who I will personally lay before the court with VIGOROUS
attention to detail</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She looked at Pete. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How do you think
hell feel about you after that comes out? I would imagine it would be nothing
short of betrayal. But Im not a teenage boy. Unless of course you intend on
moving. Is that it? Are you planning on going away? </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The battle was lost and Mr. Fisk knew it. He looked over
to Pete who was looking at the floor in deep thought. The boy was devastated by
her words.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>It will be tough
for a boy your age to stay in the same town after such a betrayal.at least I
would think</b> Miss Benet finished.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Mr. Fisk cleared his throat. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Well need a day to consider your offer</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet leveled her eyes at him with a nasty glare. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have 30 seconds!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Fisk turned to Pete and put his hand on the boys
shoulder. He leaned down and spoke in his ear. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Pete nodded.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Alright Miss
Benet, you have a deal!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Fisk stood up and shook her hand. She moved to the door
but Adam walked past her and stood before Pete. She watched him carefully, not
sure what he was about to do.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam held out his hand. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Im sorry I hurt you so bad. Youre just a kid, I should have known
better</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Pete looked up at the large man and they shook hands. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Once outside and out of sight, Adam turned to Miss
Benet.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>GOD DAMN!</b>
he grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That was incredible!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She smiled at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eddies
folder came in this morning. It might has well have been stamped with the words
Christmas in July! Everything was riding on Petes relationship with the
others because without him, the others have no case</b> She patted her
briefcase. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Who said peer pressure was a
bad thing!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam hugged her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So no court
papers will be filed? Theres no way my ex wife can use this against me?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet shook her head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No, its all over!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They walked to the parking lot and parted ways. Miss
Benet called over her shoulder.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Stay out of
trouble!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>Chapter Six</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sat in his pickup truck waiting for Drew to arrive.
Charles had made the arrangements with Sue and for the first time, he was going
to have his son for more than a week. In his hand he turned over a brochure he
had picked up from the library when he had returned some of Drews books. There
was a field trip of sorts to a space center, restricted to boys and girls
around Drews age. Adam thought it would be great for his son to attend. He
knew how much Drew loved that stuff and for once he would be able to give
something to his son that his ex wife hadnt.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
</span>Money was no longer a problem since he was paid handsomely for the film
he made with Trevor. Adam replaced the money he had taken from Drews account
to fix his truck and a large bulk of it was sent to pay for Miss Benets
services and of course the hospital bill for Pete. That still left a hefty sum
for Adam to use, and he intended on spending it on his son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked up when he heard a car approach. It was
Charles.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stepped out of his truck and waited by the door
until Charles stopped the car. Drew bounded out of the back seat and ran over
to him, throwing his arms around his Dads big leg and burying his face against
the meaty thigh. Adams hand came down and pressed against his Sons back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles came up and stuck out his hand for Adam to
shake. His slender hand was engulfed by the large man and as usual, Charles
felt extremely small. He gripped the strong hand with as masculine a squeeze as
he could muster, all the while trying to make it seem natural. If Adam was
impressed, Charles couldnt tell. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well.</b> He
stammered. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes all yours. Sue and I
will be leaving tonight. You may not be able to reach us if something happens
but just leave a message if you need to</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded his head and Charles went to the trunk and
brought out Drews bags. He put them in the back of Adams pickup truck and
patted Drew on the back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Take care Drew,
have fun with your Dad<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew said goodbye and climbed into the back of the truck
while his Dad put on his seatbelt. He leaned forward and breathed in his
Fathers masculine smell. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked up to see Charles drive away and then he
smiled down at Drew, giving his Son a soft kiss on the lips.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you baby</b>
he said gently and ruffed up the boys hair with one hand. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew grinned up at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As they drove back to the house, Adam told Drew about
the space camp trip and watched as the boys eyes lit up. The trip was in two
days, which gave them plenty of time to be together.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Adam still needed to tie up one more loose
end with a certain checkout girl, and the field trip was the perfect time to
take care of her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam swung into a drive through and picked up some food
for diner. When they arrived at the house Adam got out of the truck and handed
the bags to Drew so he could take the boys clothes inside. Drew bounded to the
door, pulled his key out of his shirt and unlocked the door. He put the food in
the kitchen and waited for his Dad.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam used his foot and shut the door behind him but that
was as far into the house as he got. Drew threw his arms around his waist and
squeezed him tight. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Easy tiger! Let
me put the bags down first<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked up at his Dad, his eyes running down the
strong body and to his Fathers leather belt. He reached up and ran his fingers
across the cold buckle. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I like your
belt</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam gazed down at his handsome Son. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know you like unbuckling it</b> he said
with playful eyes. Drew wrapped his arms around his Fathers large thigh and
hugged it tight. Adam sighed and waited for his boy would let him go. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Angel...</b> he
said. Drew didnt move away. Adam licked at his lips, getting them wet and bent
down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey!</b> he
called for his sons attention. When Drew looked up Adam said, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Give me a kiss</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew had to let go in order to kiss his Dad who towered
over him, exactly what Adam wanted. Their lips pressed against each other and as
soon as the kiss was broken, Adam quickly moved toward his bedroom.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go sit down and
eat, Ill be right there <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew smiled and watched his muscled father walk away. He
did as he was told and sat at the table as he rummaged through the bags for his
burger. As he pulled open the wrapper he noticed a folded piece of paper on the
table. It had a date and time on it, tomorrow afternoon to be exact.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The floor creaked as his Dads weight moved across it
and Drew looked up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whats this for
Dad?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam glanced down at the paper as he opened the
refrigerator door. He took out a beer and twisted off the cap as he sat next to
his son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its for us <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked confused as he bit into his burger. Adam pulled
the wrapper off his food and took at bite. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The movie we
talked about making?</b> he said to remind Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boys bright blue eyes lit up. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Oh yeah!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew took a large bite of his burger. Adam watched him eat
with awe. The boy was like a vacuum when it came to food. Drew could eat the
whole day and burn it off just as quickly. His energy was boundless and Adam
saw the toll it took on him every night, when Drew dropped into a deep coma
like sleep. Of course the next day, he was fully charged and ready for more
which made it all the worse for Adam. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was one way to tire him out Adam thought to
himself, feeling his big cock swell up in his pants. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew smiled at him as they ate. It took a great deal of
effort not to put his arms around the angelic boy and hug him tight. They
talked about the film and Adam cleaned up shortly after, wiping Drews mouth
off with a napkin. Drew, like all children, never seemed to know, or care for
that matter, that they were dirty. He told Drew to wash his hands and as he
took out a beer felt his boys arms wrap themselves around his large thigh.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked down at his beautiful Son, his cock already
responding to his Sons touch. He rubbed the kids hair and pushed him away playfully.
He moved over to the sofa and sat down, Drew fast on his heels. He came up to
Adam, his small body between the mans legs and kissed him on the mouth. Adam
kissed him back and he felt Drew tug at his arm. He wanted him to raise it up
so Adam complied and watched as the boy dove in and began to breathe deeply of
his scent. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sat forward a little and took hold of Drews neck.
He pulled the boy back and kissed his mouth, sending his tongue inside for his
Son to suck. He moved back and lifted up his other arm, pushing the boy down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Breathe that in</b>
he said as if Drew needed any encouragement. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew came up a minute later and kissed his Father again.
His hands ran across his Dads big chest and the man obligingly lifted up his
arms one at a time to let the boy squeeze his biceps. That was one of Drews
favorite things and Adam let him play as much as he wanted. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Theyre like
rocks</b> the boy said with clear admiration in his voice, his small fingers
running across the tight skin. Adam pulled Drews head forward.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Kiss it!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boys lips connected with his Fathers flesh and
Adam couldnt help but smile at his Son. The boy loved him almost as much as he
loved the boy.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Adam brought his arm
down, moved his head forward and gave the boy a kiss that couldnt be mistaken
for anything but lust.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sat back slightly, smiled at Drew and lifted his
other arm up, his bicep flexing like marble. Adam nodded to it and Drew grinned
as he moved to kiss it as well. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As Drew finished Adam brought his right arm back up once
more. Drew laughed and went for the hard muscle with his moist lips. Over and
over, side to side, Drew was made to kiss first one bicep and then the other.
Finally Adam scooped the boy up and hugged his tight, kissing his mouth again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you kitten
<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews eyes lit up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you too
Daddy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They smiled at each other and Adam said, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you just gonna play with your Daddys
muscles all night or are you gonna give me a blowjob?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew beamed in delight. Adam released his hold on the
boy and Drew slid down the length of his body until he was on his knees happily
between his Fathers legs. His small hands ran up his Dads meaty thighs and
began to knead at the throbbing mound between them. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams dick ragged inside his pants. Once again the boy
woke the beast inside him. Drews soft hands squeezed his hard shaft and Adam
felt as if he were in heaven. He would have unzipped his pants and gave the boy
what he wanted but he knew he would catch hell if he tried. Half the fun for
Drew was opening his presents all on his own. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Long minutes past as Drew played with his bulge. Adam
couldnt stand it much longer.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DREW!</b> he
said in fevered anxiety. The angelic boy smiled at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ok Daddy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy reached for his zipper and Adam threw his head
back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Finally! He thought to himself.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony turned the camera on framing Adams thick legs
spread apart with a large bulge inside his jeans. He was wearing a leather mask
over his head that covered his hair, forehead and eyes, leaving his scruffy jaw
exposed. A gray tee shirt stretched over his thickly muscled chest and arms,
straining where his biceps were at their largest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This was the third film Adam was making with his son
Drew but unlike that last one, this was for multiple buyers, making it
necessary for Adam to be covered up. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony panned the camera up, taking in Adams incredible
body. He gave him a sign that he had enough and Adam called for Drew to come
in. The boy was wearing jeans as well and a white tee shirt with a soccer logo
on the front. He stood in front of his Dad and Adam took him by the arm.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youve been a
bad little boy Son </b>he growled at Drew. If the boy was scared it certainly
didnt show. In fact the way Drews eyes ran across his Fathers body spoke to
his eagerness to be there. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved forward until he sat on the very edge of the
sofa and patted the inside of his thigh. He released Drews arm and the boy
obediently laid himself across his Dads meaty leg. Adam reached down and
grabbing him by the crotch, pulling him up until his ass was in the air, and
then began to squeeze it. Drew let out a soft moan as his Dad rubbed at his
sensitive body. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony zoomed in until he framed Adams large hands groping
Drews ass and every now and then, dipping deep between the boys legs to rub
at his crotch. Drew spread his legs apart to give his Dad more room and Adam
took full advantage of the offer. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After one hard squeeze he gave Drew a light slap on his
ass.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna listen
to what I tell you? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew squirmed around on his Fathers big thigh and
moaned something that could have been yes. Adam could feel the boys hard dick
pressed into his leg. Drew loved every minute of this.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Adam slapped him again, a little harder this
time. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Bad little boy</b>
he said deeply.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put one hand on Drews back to pin him to his leg
and started to spank him. Drew began to groan and Adam could feel his Sons
dick throb.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You better not
be enjoying this!</b> he said loudly, giving the boy a few more slaps. He
pulled his Son to his feet and turned him around so Tony could film him. Drews
face was red and he was breathing deeply but it was clear the boy was in a
blissful state. Tony panned down to see Drew sporting a hell of a boner between
his legs that made his jeans tent out in front of him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled Drew back until he was pressed against his
chest and looked over the boys shoulder.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is your dick
hard? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shook his head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No</b> he said,
clearly not telling the truth. Adam reached around and pulled at Drews jeans,
framing the boys prick underneath. He ran one large thumb up and down the
boys cock making him groan. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats not your
dick?</b> he asked, looking at Drew. The boy shook his head, smiling at his
Dad.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Rub it then</b>
he told his Son.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Drew reached down with
one hand and began to massage his hard cock between his legs. Tony zoomed in to
frame Adams large hands holding the boys pants tight while Drews small hand
worked on his throbbing meat.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>When Tony
pulled back he caught Drew breathing quickly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So what is that
then?</b> Adam asked. Drew turned his head and smiled at his Dad then he took
hold of his Fathers hand and pulled it over his crotch. With both hands Drew
made his Father feel the rock hard prick between his legs and rub at it with
his big fingers. Drew turned his head, stuck out his tongue and licked Adam on
the cheek.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddy</b> he
breathed heavily.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats a bad
little boy</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew stuck out his tongue again. Adam looked at him for
a moment and then met it with his own. Tony filmed as Father and Son played
with each other. Adam pulled back his tongue and Drew leaned over to get it
back. Adam flicked at it a few times.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Horny little
fucker</b> he growled. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked down and continued to use his Fathers hand
to rub at his hard prick. Adam looked over his shoulder.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why are you so
hard?</b> he asked, not expecting an answer. He knew that Drew was getting
lost in his pleasure and Adam would have to carry most of the vocals for the
movie. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youve been
thinking about that big dick between my legs?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew managed to nod his head while he used his Dads
hand. Adam could feel the boys dick straining against his jeans. Knowing how
quickly Drew got off, Adam needed to distract him from the pleasure he was
feeling. He pulled Drew to the side and spread his legs apart. He nodded down
at his bulging crotch.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You want that?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded and without asking moved his hand to his
Fathers mound and started to rub it. Adam watched his Sons kneading his
crotch with his small fingers. As usual whenever Adam felt his Sons touch, his
dick responded immediately. His big cock swelled with lust for the young boy
and Adams eyes moved from between his legs to Drews face. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats a bad
boy</b> he said, making no move to stop him from rubbing his crotch. Adam
leaned back on both his hands and watched Drew work.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Playing with
your Daddys dick like that</b> he continued, mesmerizing Drew with his
words. Drews other hand came in and began to work at the large cock between
Adams legs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre just a
little boy <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew increased the pressure, squeezing and pulling at
Adams heavy meat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My dick is way
too big for you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned and his eyes looked up at his Dad; they were
glazed over with lust. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You think about
it all the time dont you? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You think about
playing with it?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Again Drew nodded, his breathing becoming labored.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You think about
sucking on it?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew groaned and actually said yes with a clear voice.
At this point Adam could tell that Tonys presence had completely left his
Sons mind. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shook his head and licked at his lips as if
disappointed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What am I gonna
do with you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew couldnt take it any longer; he dropped to his
knees and pushed his head between his Fathers legs. Adam watched as he rubbed
his face against his throbbing bulge. Tony moved the camera around to get the
boy in a semi-profile shot. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats a bad
little boy Son. You know you shouldnt be doing that<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew didnt stop and Adam did nothing to push him away.
His big cock throbbed violently in his pants as his Son caressed it with his
face. Drew looked up for a moment; his large blue eyes wrapped themselves
around Adam like a warm blanket. He opened his mouth and licked at Adams
bulge.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam threw his head back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck</b> he
moaned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew began to take long laps at his Fathers crotch, his
eyes looking to him for approval. Adam managed to stare back at him. His voice
wasnt as steady as before, but Adam did his best to keep up the act.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look at you Son.
Look at what youre doing to your Daddy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews mouth opened and he began to bite at Adams hard
shaft. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You need to stop
that boy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew worked his way around the pulsing mound with his
mouth, heedless of his Dads words. Adam continued to sit back, his legs spread
as he watched his Son, making no move to push the boy away. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You trying to
eat that big dick little boy?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You got some
wish to choke to death?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>One of Adams hands came up and pulled Drew into his
crotch, rubbing the boys face with it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is that what you
want? You wanna suck your Daddys big dick?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew growled with hunger and let his Father move his
head around with his strong hand. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam worked his fingers into Drews blonde hair and made
a fist. On camera it looked painful but Adam was an expert at manipulation and
Drews hair was long enough that he could make the act believable. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pulled Drew back, took hold of his bulge with his
other hand and shook it in front of the boys face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Kiss it!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew immediately obeyed and gave his Dads crotch a
kiss. Adam let go of his hair but still held his mound.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did I tell you
to stop? Kiss it kid!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew dove back inside and slobbered kisses all over
Adams bulge and big fingers. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pushed him back with a hand to the chest and took
hold of the boys head from both sides. Each hand began to rub the soft cheeks
of his Sons face and then he stuck two fingers into Drews mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy sucked on them instantly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled them out, rubbed Drews face again, and then
fed him more fingers to suck. Tony zoomed in on Drews wet mouth as his Dad
probed it over and over again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What am I gonna
do with <span class=SpellE>you</span> kid?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stood up lifting Drew by the arm as he did. The boy
ascended into the air as if he was a kite and Adam carried him over to a padded
table. He made Drew stand on it and unceremoniously pulled off the boys shirt
and pants until he was completely naked. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews small cock was rock hard and throbbing in the
air. Adam grabbed one of his legs and pulled the boy forward enveloping his
dick in one gulp. He sucked hard on his Sons cock and Drew cried out in
pleasure. Adam moved back and watched his Sons prick bob in the air. He blew
on it for a moment and sucked it back in his mouth. He ran his tongue across
the entire surface of his boys enraged prick and Drew struggled to hump into
his Fathers face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam spit it out and pulled Drew down on his back. He
took his time and began to strap the small boy down with large, soft pads of
fabric. Each leg was tied to a post of the table and his arms were tied
together above his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Then Adam began to work.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He used his hands first and ran them across every inch
of the boys flawless flesh. He moved slowly and watched as Drew shivered in
delight.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony realized he hadnt swallowed in a while and gulped
down a mouthful of spit. He was so worked up from watching the two of them
interact he almost forgot why he was there. He zoomed in to Drews face to capture
his intense reaction to his Fathers touch.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached down and lifted Drew up by his ass and
swallowed the boys cock whole. He sucked hard on the boys throbbing shaft and
rubbed his rough face between the kids soft thighs. Drew laughed in delight
and bucked on the table as he was pleasured out of his mind. His straps held
him steady while Adam ravaged his young flesh.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam set him back down and stuck his middle finger in
Drews mouth. The boy sucked on it while he looked deeply into his Dads eyes.
Something about the mask he was wearing made Drew shake with desire. Adam
slowly drew it out and moved his hand between his Sons legs and began to
gently probe at the kids virgin ass.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned and attempted to spread his legs apart. He
loved this and Adam knew it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He carefully pushed his finger into his boys hole and
slowly twisted his hand. He watched Drews reaction as if he didnt know what
it would be. The boy cried out as he pushed his large finger inside his body.
There was no mistaking the kids pleasure and Tony filmed it for all time.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew might as well have been lit on fire. His body
rolled from head to toe and he cried out like an animal in heat. Adam watched
as the boys dick pulsed in the air begging for attention. He worked at his Sons
hole, loving the way Drew craved his touch.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam leaned down and gently blew at the hard boy cock.
It throbbed high in the air and Drew pushed his hips up in hopes that his Dad
would suck on him. But Adam wasnt about to let him off so easily. The mans
soft lips touched his Sons dick for just a moment and quickly pulled back up.
Drew groaned in protest and Adam grinned. He leaned down and let the boys cock
rub against his scruffy face and watched as it throbbed wildly in the air. Drew
moaned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Please Daddy!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam made the boy beg for almost a full minute before he
gave in. If that kid ever gets wind of what Ill do for him, Im in deep
trouble, Adam thought as he engulf his Sons cock and sucked deeply on it. He
kept his finger in his Sons ass and held the kids small hips to his mouth as
he ate Drews young prick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony had none of Drews cock to film because it was
completely in Adams mouth. He framed the mans large hand working the boys
small ass over and made sure to get all of Drews moaning on film instead. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Before the boy could cum, Adam let his cock fall from
his mouth and he took his finger away from his ass. He undid the straps holding
Drews legs still and instead tied them up on a bar above the bed. Now the
boys legs were spread apart and high in the air, his ass off the mat by about
six inches. He pulled at Drews arm straps until his back was off the table as
well. Adam move in between his Sons legs and took hold of his skinny thighs.
He yanked him back until his bare ass slapped against his stuffed mound.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Over and over Adam made as if he were fucking
Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony zoomed in on Adams throbbing bulge as he play
fucked his Son. The mans big cock was eager to play and as always, never
disappointed the camera. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam began to pull at his Sons legs and then let him
go, making the boy bounce off his mound all on his own. Drew laughed excitedly
and Adam let him enjoy the ride for a good minute until the next event began.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pushed Drew away and slapped his ass with one hand.
Immediately he let go and Drews sensitive ass bounced against his Fathers
heavy crotch. He pushed at Drew again and let him fall back against his hard
prick. Adam watched his Son to see how he responded to the slap. Drew seemed
unfazed by it but Adam didnt want to take any chances. He wasnt about to turn
his boys pleasure into pain, so he held off another slap and instead started
to use his hips to rock Drew back and forth. He put his hands behind his back
and play fucked Drew with only his big knot. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Damn</b> Tony
said breathlessly as he filmed Adams crotch crashing into his Sons bare ass
over and over again. Drews cock stood up like a pole of iron and the boy
moaned in delight at the game. Man, the money I could make if he ever fucks
this kid, Tony thought as he zoomed in on Adams jutting crotch. He had no
trouble selling videos of Adam and Drew.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
</span>It didnt matter what the two of them did together as long as it
involved intimacy of some kind. Adams muscles and rugged face paired up with
Drews angelic features and soft blonde hair was a match made in heaven. The
fact that they were both blood relations made it even more erotic. At least for
Tony and his selective clients. The differences between the two were so great,
it was easy to imagine that they were not related at all. The big selling point
for Tony was not so much the incredible sex as the intense chemistry the man
and boy had for each other. It practically sizzled on the film and Tony made
sure to capture as much of it as he could. Drew was so completely trusting of
his Father. The mans prick was huge by adult standards; he couldnt imagine
how a little boy like Drew saw it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And yet the boy never showed any fear. Regardless of his
Fathers massive muscles and monstrous cock, the child was never anything but eager
to perform with him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>His bond to the
big man was evident in every film. Drew would do anything his Dad wanted
without questions and for some men, that Tony knew, this loyalty would be
exploited to the limit. Some boys would be subject to every sexual depravity
you could imaginebut not from a man like Adam. The way he touched his Son, the
way he looked at him and spoke about him, told volume about his love for the
boy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony in fact, had no doubt Adam would kill for the
childwithout hesitation. Regardless, Tony planned to make as many films with
these two as he possible could. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put some slack in the straps holding Drews arms up
until the boys back was once again on the table. He knelt down in front of the
boys spread legs and buried his face into Drews ass. Tony had to kneel down
himself to film Adams large tongue lapping at the kids hole. The man rubbed
his scruffy cheeks against Drews soft flesh and the boy responded by moaning
and grinding his hips against his Fathers face. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams tongue dipped deeply into his boy. A groan came
from the man as he worked his Son over with his mouth. He would lift his head
up every now and then to engulf the boys hard cock and suck it just as deeply.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was in another world, not connect to this one. Tonys
presence as usual, drifted away from the boys consciousness as being
irrelevant. The only thing that mattered to him was his handsome Father and the
intense pleasure he received from him. His small body exploded with lustful
desire for his Dad, his strong, rugged Father with his massive prick and
Superman muscles. Drew loved him so much it was indefinable. And now here he
was, on the receiving end of his Dads sexual hunger. If Drew was offered a
trip to the moon he would have refused it if it meant leaving his Father.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>He looked down between his raised legs and
met his Dads intense eyes. The mask covered him up, but Drew knew the real man
behind it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddy</b> he
moaned out as he felt the mans thick tongue snake its way into his hole. His
Dads large hands gripped at his small legs, keeping him firmly against his
face. As if Drew would move away. His cock throbbed angrily in the air, begging
for the mans attention, and his Dad responded in kind by taking it completely
in his mouth and sucking it as hard as he could.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddy!</b> Drew
cried out, feeling his small prick devoured by his Fathers mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched his Son for a moment, and saw Tony out of
the corner of his eye, move over to film Drew from another angle. He reached
down with one hand and worked his finger back into Drews ass while he
continued to suck his cock. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This as Adam knew, proved far too much for the young
boy. The amount of pleasure he gave the boy was so overwhelming that he gave
Drew maybe five seconds before he came.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It happened in three.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews moans filled the entire room. His small body
bucked on the table in an attempt to deal with the sensations his Father caused
in him. His entire existence was centered on his prick, deep in his Dads
mouth. Drew came with such an intense orgasm; the whole world seemed to melt
away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched his boy cum. The hard prick in his mouth
throbbed and pulsed as he sucked at it. Drew wasnt able to actually produce
the cream that Adam so happily fed him, but it didnt matter. All that mattered
to Adam was the pleasure he gave his Son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew came over the span of an eternity, at least thats
the way it seemed to him. The next thing he remembered was feeling his cock
gently sucked by his Dad, his Fathers strong hands rubbing all over his body.
It felt so good to be with him, Drew couldnt remember being as happy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam continued to suck at the boys cock until he had a
chance to recover. He marveled at the way Drews small dick stayed hard after
he came. He definitely was a chip off the old block, Adam thought. He gave his
Son a good five minutes of post orgasmic head until he thought Drew would be
able to focus on him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He stood up in front of his Son and looked at the boys
face. Drew was dazed, but in a good way. He gave his Son a sundae, and now it was
time to top it with a cherry. He walked around until he was to the side of
Drews head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hand moved slowly down the bulge between his
legs, his fingers spreading out to encompass the huge mound that proudly jutted
from his meaty thighs. Drews eyes were affixed to his Fathers big fingers as
they played with the throbbing meat just inside his Daddys pants. The boy
started to pant, clearly mesmerized by his Fathers obscene actions.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hungry?</b> he
asked softly. Drew let out a moan that could only be taken as a resounding yes.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam squeezed his bulge and shook it in front of Drew. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You want that
big dick?</b> he said louder this time. Drew gasped out his response and
sounded exactly like the eight year old boy he was. He nodded his head, his
eyes moving up to his Fathers face, showing absolute clear sincerity.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Please.</b> he
said. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hand was slowly rubbing at his bulge, Drews eyes
once more affixed to the motion. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You want Daddy
to put that dick in your mouth?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews small body shook at Adams words. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes
Daddy.please!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt budge.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna suck
my big dick? You gonna make your Daddy proud?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was lost for words. After what his Dad put him
through, his inexperienced body couldnt take anymore stimulus. His head bobbed
up and down, his blonde hair waving in the air. His eyes moved up to his Dads.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Now the truth was it took everything in Adams power not
to succumb to his Sons will. Drews gaze had always had a way of making Adam
fold like a house of cards. Drews big, watery blue eyes could make his knees
weak, not to mention his soft blonde hair that moved like silk, and his full
pink lips that pouted like only a boys could. In wasnt so much a question of
if Drew would get his way as much as when he would get it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Handsome little fucker, Adam thought as his fingers
found his zipper. The sound was unmistakable to Drew. He could hear it clear
across the room, once Adam could have sworn the boy heard it from upstairs. He
was like a kitten hearing a can of Tuna open. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam did his best to keep up the pretense for the
camera, but his big muscles and hairy chest that intimidated most of the male
population and swooned the female half, may as well have been made of straw for
all the good it did him. The boy before him, with the big, blue eyes was in
charge.and Adam knew it.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>The thing was,
Drew didnt, and it was becoming harder and harder for Adam to hide that fact
from him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now you show me
how hungry you are</b> he said, mostly as a last ditch effort to keep his
place as king of the hill.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam tugged out his fat, ten prick and held it steady
with his hand. It throbbed obscenely in the air before Drew and when he saw it
he opened his mouth and moaned in primal desire. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams legs shook. He wanted this even more than Drew
did, if that could be believed. He moved closer until the head of his big dick
was at Drews mouth. The boys soft lips reached out and kissed the throbbing
head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>AH FUCK</b>
Adam moaned as his eyes rolled back in his head. He couldnt help himself. He
quickly looked at Tony but he was busy filming Drew. Maybe he could edit out
the way he lost control, Adam thought as Drews lips began to stroke the tip of
his meaty babymaker. Without conscious thought, Adams hips moved forward to
give the boy more to eat. Adam looked down. His prick looked massive next to
his Son, as it always did, but it was ragging hard, throbbing with a mind of
its own. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Ever since he could remember, Adams cock responded to
Drew the way it did no other. No matter how beautiful the woman or eager the
boy, nothing drove his lust levels up like his own Son. He could see Drew
outside running up the street, playing with his friends and his dick would
swell. Just walking in front of him, on his way to his room or the kitchen
would make Adam hard. And his smell.the boys fucking smell would drive him
crazy, making his cock struggle to burst out of his jeans. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But here, with the boys mouth on his meat? Adam was
lost in intense pleasure.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck on it son!</b>
he moaned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eat my big dick!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He moved in until his cock pushed into Drews hungry
mouth. Just over half of Adams dick head was stuffed into Drew and the boy
clearly wanted more. Adams hips moved deeper, but it didnt matter, Drew was
at his limit. The boy labored with the girth of his Daddys prick, his throat
contracted as he sucked on it and his hands struggled to be free of their
restraints. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It didnt matter how much his boy could take, compared
to someone like Trevor who managed to swallow some of Adam in his throat, it
felt a million times better. This was his Son, his flesh and blood Son, not
some trick he picked up or some teenage girl like April. He would die for this
boy, not once, but over and over again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned and twisted his head around his Fathers
cock as much as his bindings would allow. His cheeks hollowed with pressure and
the veins on his neck stuck out with his effort. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>After a few agonizing minutes of pleasure,
Adam reached up and undid the bindings that held Drews arms in place. The soft
fabric fell to the table and Drew turned his body until he was facing his
Father, his hands came around and took hold of Adams big dick, his small
fingers gripping the throbbing meat possessively. Adam reached down and freed
Drews legs and the boy instantly rolled into the fetal position. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony filmed Drew laying on his side and sucking on his
Fathers big cock like a baby bottle. The boys eyes were closed and he was
holding Adams dick with both hands. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew began to moan contently.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DAMN</b> Tony
said as he zoomed in on the boys mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled down at this Son. He could watch the boy
blow him like this for hours. His soft blonde hair falling against his smooth
skin and his long eyelashes lying against his face made Adams heart skip a
beat. Hes so fucking beautiful, Adam thought. He reached down and lovingly
stroked Drews hair with his hand. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it baby
doll</b> he encouraged Drew, as if the boy needed it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Long minutes past as Drew lay on the table, sucking his
Dads big dick. His breathing was becoming more and more relaxed and Adam could
tell he was falling asleep. The last few hours had taken their toll on his Son.
Drew, as eager as he was to have sex with his Dad, was still just a little boy.
And Drew could sleep so deeply an earthquake wouldnt stir him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony pulled the camera back and showed Adams muscled
body standing next to the table while the small boy sucked on his throbbing
cock. The way Adam stroked the kids hair left no doubt the love he had for the
boy. Drew sucked at Adams big cock for almost five long minutes before Tony
stopped filming.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes out?</b>
he asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh
yeah. Hell be out till tomorrow</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I thought you
were going to cum <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No, it would have been too much for him. He was so drained already, he
just wanted it in his mouth</b> he carefully took his dick away from Drew and rubbed
it against the boys face before he stuffed it back in his pants. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony looked at him in awe. The relationship the man had
with his Son was almost unbelievable. The man was a pornographic sex god as far
as Tony was concerned. He could make a fortune if he went mainstream, but here
he was caring for the one thing he loved more than anything in the whole world.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Everything he did was to protect his boy. He wouldnt
let Drew take his cum in his mouth for fear the boy would choke. He wouldnt
fuck the boy because of the pain it would inflict. He lived to please the boy
and regardless of how the films may have looked to others, Adams goal was to
give his Son as much pleasure as possible. For him, it wasnt able self
gratification. Drew craved his big cock more than anything, and Adam gave him
anything he wanted. The fact that the man didnt cum proved who the film was
really about. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was about Drew and the love he had for his Daddy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam scooped him up in his large arms as if he were made
of glass and Tony watched as the man carried the boy out of the room.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When he came back Tony had already packed the equipment
up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill start on
this right away and give you the drop when I have full payment<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They shook hands and Adam helped him to the car with his
bags.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I still have
more work for you if you ever need it. There are a lot of people willing to pay
large amounts of money for a guy like younot to mention Drew of course<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
dont mind making movies with my boy, but hes off limits to anyone else. He
might go for a movie with Trevor and me, but Id have to feel him out first<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Man that would
be great. Id love to film both of them blowing you at the same time. I think
theres more than enough of you to go around<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah,
I dont come up short in the inventory department</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony went over the details of the money drop with Adam
before he left. Adam told him about Drew going to space camp and to call him in
a few days. After he left, Adam went back in the house, locked the door and
went into his bedroom to find Drew fast asleep and in the same position he was
in when he left him not ten minutes before.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled at the boy as he took off his clothes. He
was so beautiful but even more so when he slept. He leaned over his Son and
kissed his forehead. Drew didnt stir. Adam put his shirt and pants at the
bottom of the bed and crawled in with his Son. He turned off the light and
wrapped his arms around Drews tiny frame, drawing the boy close until he was
pressed against his hairy chest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was breathing deeply but moaned slightly at the
feel of his Fathers arms around him. Adam kissed him a few more times on the
top of the head and began to dream alongside his Son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam helped an excited Drew pack his things for his trip
to space camp. Drew talked nonstop about everything he was going to do and Adam
made sure his camera was fully charged for the hundreds of pictures he knew the
boy was going to take. He gave his Son some money just in case he wanted to buy
something and regretted not thinking to get a cell phone for his boy to take
with him. The truth was Adam never imagined his Son going anywhere without him,
and it wasnt until Drew was about to leave that he realized he might want to
talk to him while he was away. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Well next trip, he thought to himself.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Before they left the house Adam scooped Drew up in his
arms and told the boy how much he loved him. He pressed his mouth against the
kids soft lips and instantly felt Drews tongue pushing to get inside. Adam
let it slip past his lips and offered his large tongue to Drew as well, who
sucked on it deeply.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew loved to kiss.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam snaked his tongue throughout the boys warm mouth,
feeling the boys lips pulling at it excitedly. He couldnt help but laugh as
his Son moaned in his arms. He pulled his head back and stuck his tongue out,
making Drew moved in to recapture it. Adam let him have it for a moment and
pulled it back again. Drew laughed at the game but wasnt through with his
handsome Father by a long shot. He grabbed his Dads head with both of his
small hands and pulled him down so he could kiss him again. He literally
crushed his mouth against his Dads and probed for the mans tongue with his
own. Adam let him win and squeezed his Sons tight ass in his strong hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When the boy had thoroughly ravaged his Dad he smiled at
him and looked down and to the right. Adam knew immediately what he wanted and
lifted his right arm up over his head, his large bicep bulging out. Drew
pressed his face into his armpit and started to breathe deeply.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled and kissed his Sons head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you baby doll<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched the yellow school bus drive away. His heart
felt heavy as the bus rocked down the bumpy road away from him. Drew waved at
him from the back window, a large smile on his face. The boy was happier than
Adam had seen him in a while. It was nice to have money to spend on the kid for
a change, but Adam already missed him. He turned and got back in his truck. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He had one more debt to pay and now was the perfect time
to do it. He took out his phone and called April.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April agreed to meet him before he even finished his
first sentence. He picked her up near her home on a lazy street where no one
would see and took her to the same motel he had spent time in with Trevor. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April watched him as they drove. She could remember
seeing him for the first time, carrying his young son in his arms. The tiny
blonde boy looked all around as he sat high on his Dads strong chest. Aprils
eyes took in his powerful frame, his thick thighs and the huge bulge between
his legs. Just as her mind was developing a picture of what was inside his
jeans, he turned and smiled at her as he walked by. April almost died and went
to heaven. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>From that moment on he was the object of any and every
sexual fantasy she ever had. She spent long nights imaging the feel of his
muscular arms around her body as he fucked her over and over on her twin sized
bed. Now, years later here she was, coming full circle. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They arrived at the motel and she didnt hesitate to go
inside with him, practically throwing herself at his feet before the door fully
closed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled at her and took her over to the bed as he
threw his coat on a chair. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ready to
lose that cherry?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her eyes ran up his muscled chest and fell on his thick
biceps.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes</b> she
moaned out.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hands slowly worked down her shoulders, across
her small breasts and down her hips to her ass. He lifted her up and wrapped
his strong arms around her as he kissed her deeply. Aprils legs came around
his waist as she kissed him back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This girls gonna get fucked, Adam thought to himself as
he felt her legs squeeze at his hips. He gently laid her on the bed and worked
his shirt off as they kissed. Her hands ran across his hairy body and kneaded
his large muscles as their tongues intertwined. Adams hand dipped under her
dress and squeezed at her cunt. Aprils legs opened for him with practically no
resistance at all. His fingers found the fabric of her panties and he tore them
from her body, ripping them off her like they were made of paper. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April started to bite at his neck as he exposed her
breasts for his mouth. His lips sucked on each of her sensitive nipples and his
teeth gently bit down until she squirmed with delight. His large fingers rubbed
at her pussy and pushed slightly inside her. April responded with a deep growl.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Im gonna make her cum right here, Adam thought to
himself as her moist lips seemed to suck at his fingers. He pulled them away
and sat up to take off the rest of her clothes. She helped him as best she
could, her hands fumbling with her buttons in an attempt to beat him to the
punch.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Relax baby,
weve got all night to make you cum</b> he told her with a smile. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>If she heard him, it didnt seem to register because she
continued to attack her clothes until she was completely naked for him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked over her body. She was a pretty girl to be
sure. No model, and for that matter, not even a fully developed woman, but any
boy would be happy to have sex with her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Unfortunately for April, she wasnt with a boy, she was
with a full grown man. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Time to give this girl her first lesson in sex, he
thought as he raised himself up and unbuttoned his jeans. April watched him
with hungry eyes as he pulled down his zipper and stood up to drop his pants to
the floor.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The sight of his large cock made the girls eyes bulge.
She figured he was big, but this was something else entirely. April swallowed
in surprise as Adam reached out for her and dragged her off the bed and to her
knees. His strong hand took hold of her head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She looked up at him. He was so big. His muscles stuck
out from his body like marble and his massive prick seemed right at home
between his trunk-like thighs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it</b> he
told her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April moved her hands up his hairy legs until they took
hold of his mighty prick. It was so heavy even in her hands; she began to
wonder if this was a mistake. He pulled at her head until she opened her mouth
and took him inside. Her mouth exploded with the intense flavor of his cock.
She had never tasted anything like it in her life. It was so masculine it made
her pussy clench between her legs.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>She
sucked the large head and watched as it grew larger and larger. Her jaw began
to ache as he came fully hard in her mouth and he began to work her head back
and forth against his prick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam knew the girl was inexperienced. She was hungry for
him but didnt have the same sex drive as his Son did. Drews came from another
place entirely and it showed in how he sucked his Fathers prick. April, on the
other hand was a girl who had no idea what it took to please a man. She did
what she thought she should do, without knowing any better. Drew seemed to know
by instinct what felt good, and Adam often wondered if the boy was realized how
good he really was. He lost count of the times Drew struggled to swallow his
big prick, as if to make it more pleasurable for his Dad and Adam sat back in
awe at how his dick throbbed violently under his Sons actions. Be it an inch
or a mile, it most likely wasnt possible to make his dick harder than it
already was for the boy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But April was going to need his assistance.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He took his cock from her mouth and started to rub it
against her face, making her breathe in his scent and feel his hard shaft rub
at her smooth skin. April tried to get it back in her mouth and Adam let her
only to take it back a minute later.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After he was sure she had her fill, he lifted her up off
her knees and dropped her on the bed. He knelt down at the bottom and pulled
her legs apart, resting them on his shoulders. His large hands took hold of her
hips and he dragged her down until her virgin pussy was before his mouth. She
cried out in pleasure at the first feel of his warm lips.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams tongue began to lick at her sensitive flesh and
dip inside her young cunt. April was moving all over the bed and he used a
strong arm to pin her in place. He pressed his lips to her pussy and sent his
tongue as far inside her as it would go.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April came.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Just like that, Adam gave the girl her first orgasm of
the night. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He body shook and trembled under his arm and Adam looked
up to see her chest raising and falling in rapid succession. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Candy from a baby, he told himself as he continued to
lap at her tender pussy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He worked at her for the next few minutes until she came
alive again and damn near came a second time. He lifted himself to his feet and
stood before her, his large prick throbbing between his legs. Aprils eyes
glazed over at the sight of it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did that feel
good?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded her head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well then</b>
he said with a slight smile. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Time for
the main event<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April didnt look as much happy as apprehensive. He
could tell she imagined he would be smaller or at least she would be more
relaxed than she was. He took hold of her legs with both his hands and slowly
crawled up her body until he was above her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down at April as he held himself up on one
muscled arm. He gripped his prick and gently rubbed it against the opening of
her moist pussy. She shivered at the touch and let out a soft moan of
anticipation as he slowly pushed his cockhead just inside her cunt. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Man your tight</b>
he told her as he placed his other hand on the bed to support himself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She looked up at him with both fear and trust in her
eyes. Fear for what was about to happen but trusting that he would take care of
her. Her eyes ran across his powerful body, she loved the dark hair that
covered his big chest and the way the veins stood out on his biceps. She gazed
at his rugged facehe was old enough to be her father she thought to herself.
But he was so handsome, such a complete man. He was waiting for something she
realized. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This is what you
want isnt it?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded her head and he smiled at her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry, Im
real good at this</b> he said with his sexy deep voice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Aprils legs instinctively spread apart as she felt the
pressure of his huge cockhead against her virgin pussy. Just relax, she told
herself as her eyes took in his incredible body with his large muscles and
hairy chest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down at his big cock as it forced Aprils
soft pussy lips apart. It was almost too much to believe that she could take
such a fat prick inside her small body. It was the same when he thought of
fucking Drew. His mind just couldnt wrap itself around the difference in size
between himself and the kids. Of course there was no comparison to this girl or
Trevor or anyone else for that matter, not where Drew was concerned. Adam loved
him far too much to cause him the slightest bit of pain even if he begged to be
fucked. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April on the other hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I need you to
say it</b> he said to her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April looked confused; she could feel him right at the
edge of taking her virginity. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You want me to
fuck you?</b> he asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded her head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Then say it<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She swallowed and cleared her throat but her voice still
came out broken.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck meplease</b>
she said in little more than a whisper. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>It
will hurt at first but its gonna feel so much better in a few minutes. Im
gonna make you cum so hard you wont be able to look at me without feeling your
pussy drip </b>he grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now take a
good look at me April. Youre going to remember this for the rest of your life<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April looked at his rugged face, broad shoulders and
thick neck. Her hands found his bulging biceps and she nodded to him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled and thrust himself into her impossibly tight
cunt.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><span
class=SpellE>Aieeee</span>!</b> she cried out as she felt her cherry breaking
at the onslaught of his massive prick. She moaned with both pain and excitement
as she realized her days as a virgin were forever over, all thanks to this
incredible man she had lusted after for years. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Aprils cuntwalls were stretched far apart now; farther
than he would have thought possible by his long, thick prick. Her cunt coated
his invading cock with juice as her pussy lips sucked convulsively at the shaft
of his enormous babymaker. This was almost too easy, he thought. He knew she
was just a teenager and he was an experienced man, but finding out she was a
virgin only added to his doubts that the evening would be a long one. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He paused and let her catch her breath. He looked down
as her face began to change from pain to pleasure. She was moaning and tossing
her head from side to side as she tried to get used to the his heavy meat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its too big!</b>
she cried. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Take it out!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved his hands down and took hold of her hips but
instead of pulling his cock out he pushed deeper until he bottomed out in her
cunt. Aprils hands came up to strike at him and she pounded on his chest in an
effort to push him away. She was unable to form any words but thrashed on the
bed like an animal instead. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam couldnt help himself, he laughed at her. Her fists
struck at his chest but it might as well have been a brick wall. He watched her
struggle; his big cock, although stuffed to the limit in her immature pussy,
still had several inches to go. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Like taking candy from a baby he thought to himself.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He gave her what he considered to be ample time to
adjust to his cock but when she didnt respond as he wanted, he decided to take
matters into his own hands. This girl was going to need his help every step of
the way. Drew.the things your Daddy does for you, he thought with a grin. He
took hold of her left leg and quickly pulled it toward her body, and as he let
it go, he pulled back his large hand and slapped her on the ass with a loud
crack. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Aprils eyes opened up in shock. She felt the pain
radiate from where he hit her and move up her back, but at the same time her
pussy seemed to relax.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam felt the change instantlyso he slapped her again;
harder this time. A dark red mark appeared where his powerful hand met her
flesh.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April took the change in her body as if a switch had
been thrown. Although she was still in pain, the pleasure of having his prick
inside her was overriding everything else she felt. Her fists became hands
again and she ran them up and down his muscled chest and broad shoulders. Adam
watched her for a moment and let her feel his body then grabbed both of her
hands in one of his and pushed them over her head. His face was inches from
hers.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, you ready
to fuck now?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April was speechless; all she could do was nod.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam began to slowly rock his hips back and forth,
pumping his meaty prick inside her. Adam took his time; he knew she had no skill.
On her best day and her wildest dreams there was no way she could prepare
herself for such an experience. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Inch by inch he moved inside of her, just to take it
back, each thrust giving and taking just a little more than before. He could
feel the way her pussy sucked at his cock, unwilling to let it go each time he
pulled back. He watched as her eyes glazed over and April began to moan, not
like a human being, but like an animal in heat.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>To April, it was as if small explosions were going off
in her pussy. No matter how handsome he was, or how big his muscles were, her
entire being was focused on one thing and one thing onlyhis throbbing cock. It
sent waves and waves of pleasure rippling up her small body with every movement
inside her. It rubbed at her pussy walls in a way that April could never have imagined
possible. The pain was still there but it was buried under an ocean of lustful
hunger and April responded in the only way she could.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>FUCK ME!</b>
she cried out in desperation, her fingers clawed at his hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam laughed and began to rock his body against her with
more force. April sobbed and gasped breathlessly as Adam fucked her faster and
deeper. His big dick pounded against the back wall of her cunt with each thrust
and her small body moved on top of the bed with each powerful movement.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im glad you
waited for me April</b> he said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And I
want you to know how grateful I am for what you did for me and my son <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Aprils eyes were fluttering open and closed. Adam let
go of her hands and rubbed her forehead.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Open your eyes
April</b> he said softly. He gave her time to focus on him and said, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now cum for me</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam twisted his big dick inside her pussy like a
corkscrew. Aprils cunt was instantly overloaded with more pleasure than she
thought possible and her fluids gushed across the immense cock penetrating her
so expertly. She cried out like a wild beast, unable to control the feelings
her body was subject to by the experienced man above her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned as April came. Her cunt flooded with her
cream but had no room to go except out. It streamed around his heavy dick and
ran out of her pussy like a small river. It was as if she had lived with a
locked gate somewhere deep in her body and it took a master locksmith to open
it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>For April, that key existed behind Adam Blakes zipper.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her eyes slowly focused on his handsome face. She had no
idea how much time had passed but his cock was still inside her. Thank God, she
thought. He was holding himself above her with a hand on either side of her
body. His handsome face looked down on her, waiting for her to recover. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You are one wet
little girl</b> he said with a grin.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She managed to smile, not sure how she managed not to
pass out from the fire he lit inside her. She looked down between her legs and
saw Adams massive prick, jutting like a baseball bat from her outstretched
pussy. He was so big and there was still so much left to go. She had no idea
how much was inside her but at that instant she knew how gentle he had really
been with her. She looked up his muscled body, with his hairy chest and bulging
biceps, his big cock throbbing and completing his image of the perfect man. He
had taken her cherry, made her cum so violently that her whole body seemed
centered around his heavy prick, and now he held himself above her, waiting for
her to recover. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her hands ran up his muscled arms and she smiled back at
him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You alright?</b>
he asked with his deep sexy voice. April nodded her head, unsure how her voice
would sound if she tried to speak.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Does it feel
good now?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Again she nodded. She ran her hands down his chest,
stomach and finally wrapped them around his thick shaft. She tugged at it as if
to pull it deeper into her pussy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam laughed and waited for her to realize the futility
of her actions. When she couldnt get anymore inside of her she simply gripped
it in her hands and looked up at her handsome knight.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ready to go
again?</b> he asked with complete confidence. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>How long could he keep this up, she thought to herself.
The differences between them came to light as April lay beneath him, her mind
taking in what a complete and total man he was and what a small inexperience
girl she must seem to him. She did the only thing she could.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April nodded. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned and began to fuck her again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just take it
easy</b> he said, coming to rest on his elbows to give her more of his body to
hold. Her small arms wrapped around his big chest and he felt her rub at his
back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You just let me
know when you want me to stopalright?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April nodded and Adam pulled up her legs high on his
hips, his ever hard cock pumped deeply inside her cunt but April knew she was
in good hands. The only question was how long she could last.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam dropped April back off at her house early the next
day. She had taken a hot bath at the motel while he rubbed her tender flesh
with a washcloth. She fell asleep in his arms as he carried her to bed wrapped
in a large towel. He lay with her for a while, his mind drifting to his Son. He
wondered what Drew was doing and if he was having as much fun as he hoped he
would. He glanced over to April.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Thats gonna be one sore little girl, he thought to
himself. He had made her cum a total of four times. He had every intention to
go for five but he began to think April was afraid to tell him to stop. He
slowly fucked her until she drifted off in a daze of pleasure. Her body went
limp and Adam knew the girl had reached her limit.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached down and stroked his big cock. He hadnt
cum in her. There was no way he could risk getting April pregnant, not only
because of her age but because he didnt want to ruin her life at such a young
age. It wouldnt be fair after what she did for him and Drew. He went in the
bathroom, took a shower and then hit a local bar for a few hours. He checked
back on April and waited for her to wake up a few hours later.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April didnt even try to entice Adam into sex so soon
after what he did to her. Her small frame was bent, stretched and pumped to the
limit and April was already beginning to feel the toll it took on her immature
body. It was going to get worse before it got better. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam bought her some muscle cream to spread on her body.
It was safe for her cunt and he recommended she bathed in hot water each night
for at least a week.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As he drove up to her house, he parked behind a tree,
shielding his truck from anyone that might be home. He pulled her to him and
gave her a tender kiss. April thanked him walked rather unsteadily to her back
door. Adam waited until he saw a light come on in her bedroom before he drove
away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He grinned and drove home, knowing April had received
full payment for services rendered. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam went back to the house, checked his phone for
messages and found one from Tony. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Payment was in.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He met Tony at a store close to his bank and took the
stuffed envelope the cameraman handed him. The money was all there. Tony had
never once gone back on his promise. Adam didnt know if it was because he
wanted to keep doing business with him or that maybe Tony was afraid of him
physically. Regardless, Drew had another head start in life that Adam wouldnt
be able to otherwise provide him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He left the bank, making another drop in Drews safety
deposit box. Keeping the money out of the bank system ensured his ex wife
wouldnt know about the money and that Drew would have a sizable sum when he
was old enough to leave home. Adam never spoke against his ex wife in front of
his Son. He didnt want the boy to hate her as much as he did. Truth was, she
gave him a good home and Charles wasnt man enough to do anything to Drew that
wouldnt become an instant death wish at Adams hands. But Adam hoped more than
anything that Drew would chose to live with him when he was legally able to
make his own decisions. At any rate, he made sure Drews life would be the best
that money could buy, and thanks to Tony, it was a hell of a lot of money. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He checked his watch and drove home. Drew had already
been gone three full days and Adam missed him dreadfully. He stopped at the
store and picked up some beer and filled up his tank. When he got home he
turned on the television, went into the kitchen and pulled out a beer before
putting the rest in the refrigerator. As he went to the bedroom to put down his
wallet, he glanced at the televisionand as he began to walk away his brain
registered what he saw. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He jerked back and gave it his full attention. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A large yellow school bus filled the screen. A school
bus with an emblem he had recently seen. The front end of the bus was mangled
to the point that the engine was almost ripped from the frame. There was a
ticker tape running at the bottom. It was listing the county and road the
accident occurred on. Adam reached down for the remote to turn the volume up
when the phone rang.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His head spun around and stared at it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It sounded so loud. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He couldnt remember when it rang so loudly before.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His heart pounded in his chest and his skin felt cold as
he lifted it from the cradle. He turned back to the television to see what else
it had to say about the accident.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hello</b> he
said.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hello, this is
Brighton County Hospital were trying to reach an Adam Blake<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>CHAPTER SEVEN</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams chest tightened. His skin felt cold. It seemed as
if the sounds in the room were echoing through his head. Everything sounded big
and yet hollow at the same time.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><span
class=SpellE>Wh</span>-what?</b> he didnt hear correctly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was no response.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hello!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Still nothing. He looked at the phone. The numbers were
at odd angles to each other and there was a crack up the small LCD panel. Adam
had broken it. His knuckles were white where they gripped the receiver. He
looked up at the television, seeing the bus displayed as heaping wreckage. His
fingers released the phone and it dropped uselessly to the floor. He paid it no
more attention. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He moved quickly out of the house and headed for his
truck. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He found himself traveling down the interstate at high
speed. He didnt have any conscious memory of getting to that point; he just
knew where he needed to be. He looked down at the gas gauge. He must have had
close to a full tank, thank god. He looked up at the road, but all he saw was
Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He saw him as a little boy, small enough to crawl, but
not to walk. He saw him as an infant, curled up on his chest and gripping his
shirt possessively. He saw him running down the street playing ball with his
friends, and he saw him asleep in his bed, dreaming deeply like only a child
could. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam couldnt breathe, his chest felt tight. He rolled
down the window and took in as much fresh air as he could. The pressure in his
chest didnt ease up but the wind helped him focus on driving. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, no, no.</b>
he was saying over and over again, not really aware of what he was doing.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His mind drifted again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was on the floor, playing a video game. His small
body was moving side to side as if he were dogging monster after monster. Then
he was crying in his crib bundled in his blue blanket, his whole body shaking
with the effort. He wouldnt stop his wife told him. It happened most of the
day until he cried himself to sleep.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam heard the cries and his big hands scooped Drew out
of the crib. Instantly the baby made the connection, took one final deep breath
and sighed contently. Adam laid the child against his chest and listened to his
Sons breathing. He was quiet. Quiet as he always was when Adam held him close.
His wife thought it was cute at first but over the years it became a bone of
contention with her. Why was the child so dependent upon his Father? What couldnt
she manage the same thing?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt care. No one would understand. He reached up
and stroked Drews head. His hand met his Sons long blonde hair.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews small arms were wrapped around his waist as he
lay asleep. He was wearing shorts and one of his Fathers shirts. It billowed
around the boy like a blanket but Drew insisted on wearing it. He said it
smelled like him and thats why he liked it so much. This confused Adam because
Drew usually slept with him when he had his weekend visit. The boy did nothing
but smell him. Even as a little kid he would breathe in Adams masculine scent.
Drew was around two years old, his face snuggled in Adams armpit and breathing
in his smell. Adams thick cock swelled as he watched Drew. He reached down and
rubbed himself while the boy enjoyed his body. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam saw the road before him. How much time had past?
Everything was bleeding together. Each moment was pushed into the next with no
regard for sequence. It was the past; it was the present, and then the past
again; as if his mind couldnt focus on just one event. He glanced to his side
and saw Drew sitting there. Adam knew it wasnt real; his mind was playing
tricks on him. Drew disappeared just as quickly as he came.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, no, no</b>
he was still saying. His mouth felt dry and his body hurt. Not just one part
like his shoulders or hands, but all of it. It was as if every cell was
screaming for attention. His muscles ached terribly. He felt like he could
break at any second. He felt like dying.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Breathe! He told himself. Just breathe.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The pickup truck ate the road like a hungry animal. Adam
knew the general direction and as luck would have it immediately found a large
blue sign with a white H on it. The road sign for hospital! He turned his
truck and followed them, getting closer and closer to his Son. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hours had past Adam realized. And he couldnt remember
any of it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The hospital came into sight. Adams chest constricted
even more and he felt sick. The steering wheel groaned inside his grip. His hands
hurt. They hurt badly. Had he been holding it like this the whole time? During
the hours it took to get there?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He saw the emergency room sign. There was a large fire
truck there. What the hell was that doing here, he thought. He found a spot and
parked the truck. He almost didnt get out. This was it. This moment in time
was going to change his life forever, be it good or bad. Before it just hung in
the air, suspending time and keeping Drew alive in Adams mind.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But now time moved forward and Adam had to face the next
moment. He swallowed hard and opened the door. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He was walking through the Emergency Room entrance. The
time between his truck and now had left him forever. There were firemen in his
wayabout five of them. Adam pushed through them not bothering to say a word.
They fell away like blocks against his strength. One moved in front of him and
said something, his face angry. Adam didnt hear it. All he could do was look
at the man.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The firemans dirty face changed quickly when he looked
into Adams eyes. He pulled his body away as fast as he could and moved closer
to the others. Adam disregarded him and moved through a sea of people, not
really knowing where he was supposed to be. The direction just felt right. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam kept walking. He found himself deeper and deeper in
people. At first it was hospital workers and then adultsparents to be exact.
And then it was kids. Drew was everywhere, in the arms of dozens of parents. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>All of them were Drew! </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He moved for one but it wasnt his Son. Adam looked deeper
and saw them for what they really were. Black haired boys and girls of every
shape and sizeblonde children who didnt come close to looking like Drew,
seemed to clutter the halls. And then there were doorsbig steel doors with small
round windows separating himfrom what?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam spun around and around, looking for his Son. After
the third turn he faced the doors again. The kids out here were all fineall
safe! But then these big doors?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew</b> he
whispered to no one.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam felt his legs buckle. His powerful muscles that
could lift a car, now felt like lead. Reality of the moment came crashing down
on him. The mere air around him felt like the hand of God, pushing him to the
ground. This wasnt happening! He told himself. His knees slammed into the
floor, his shoulders slumped as his hands dragged against the cold tile. He
felt his heart beating so loudly, he couldnt hear anything else. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Everyone was moving so slowly, and those doors! Those
fucking doors!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A nurse walked past him, pausing to look at his face as
she moved. She pushed the doors open and went through them, her shirt billowing
out as she did. Adam saw something behind themblonde hair! His eyes focused
intently. It was a child, a boy he was sure of it. The small head was turning
around to look out the door as the nurse moved away. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Blue eyes! Big, blue eyes looked right at him!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The doors swung shut.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO!</b> Adams
mind cried out. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its another dreamjust
a dream </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam felt death coming closer and closer to him. They
would come for him soon, he knew. Come to tell him that Drew was gone, just
like all the others behind the door. He just wanted it all to end, right there,
kneeling on the floor. He didnt want to hear about his Son, he didnt want to
breath the air denied his boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was a noise. Something hit the door from the other
side. He looked up and saw them opening toward him. A small boy with blonde
hair and blue eyes was pushing through them. His hands were outstretched, his
fingers splayed beyond his reach. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked right at him. It was Drew!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But it couldnt be! This was just his wish. It wasnt
real. Where was his Son?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boys small legs pounded on the floor, propelling
him closer and closer. Adam couldnt lift his arms, he was too weak. He had
nothing left. The dream was killing him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tiny feet slammed against the tile and a face that
looked so much like Drews was creased with determination. His small tongue was
sticking out of the side of his mouth as he ran, but he wasnt fast enough.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dad! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam heard it clearly. It sounded like his Son, so much
so it stabbed into Adams heart like a cruel knife.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boys legs pushed him off the floor and sent him
flying the last few feet into the air. His arms reached out for Adam and his
eyes.his deep blue eyes that were blindingly bright, pierced into Adams mind.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Time stood still..</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And Adam saw himthe infant, the toddler, and the
childall at the same time. Every moment he shared with his Son came back to
him, rushing into his mind and melding together. He felt pain and pleasure with
equal intensity. The boys blonde hair and blue eyes, his small hands and feet,
his incredible scent flooded into Adam. He remembered the nights sitting near
Drew when he was asleep, sick from a cold. Watching the boys every breath to
see if he needed his Father. Adam remembered feeling ill whenever the infant
coughed too hard or sneezed. He caught himself taking the air deep in his own
lungs as if he could somehow breathe for the boy and relieve his pain. Adam
towered over him, his massive body ready to strike down the sickness that hurt
his child. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>If only it were that easy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The love swelled in his body as he looked at his Son. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Had his chest been a cannon, he would have shot his
heart upon the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And then it happened.Contact!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The childs small body crashed into Adam and he felt
tiny arms wrap around his neck like steel cables. Lightening struck Adam and
his whole body responded. The strength that abandoned him seconds before
returned with a vengeance. He was holding his Son! He was real! It was Drew!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His arms were coiled around the child like hardened
stone. His face buried itself into Drews neck and his lungs took the boys
scent deeply. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Time returned to normal. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams heart beat like a drum. There was movement and
sound everywhere. Adam couldnt focus. But none of it mattered. Drew was safe!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DREW!</b> he
cried into his Sons body.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam folded his massive body into his boys. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His Son was saying something. He couldnt make it out.
Small arms and legs moved inside his embrace. Tiny fingers pressed into his
flesh.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DAD!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He felt small hands press against his shoulders. Drew
was struggling with his Father. He was pushing himself away. Adams thick body
didnt budge. He might as well have been trying to move an oak tree. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked up. Drews face was before his. It was red.
Why was the boy so far away from him, Adam thought? It was only inches but it
felt like miles. And his eyesthey were so blue! When were they ever that blue
before? Drew wanted to move away. Adam would have none of it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO</b> he cried
out to his Son, pulling him back against his body.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DAD!</b> the
boy shouted to him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was confused. Why wasnt Drew holding him?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I CANT
BREATHE!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams brow creased.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>WHAT? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>What did he say? He looked at Drew and realized what he
had done. He felt his biceps pushing deeply into Drews small ribcage. Adam relaxed
his embrace. Drew sighed and slid down his big body, his chest rubbing against
him and his small legs moving against his thighs. The boys arms lashed
themselves around his thick neck before he fell too far.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked at his Father.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DAD!</b> he
said with his small voice, his face broken into the largest smile Adam had ever
seen.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Thick tears fell out of Adams eyes. They ran down his
face and dropped against his Sons arms. Drew, who had never seen his Father
cry, tilted his head in concern.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DREW!</b> he
cried out, pulling the boy against him again. His muscled arms hugged the child
tightly, but he was careful not to harm him again. He started to kiss the child
over and over again. He covered the boys face from side to side, kissed his
hair, his lips and eyes. His tears made Drews face wet. The soft feeling of
the boys skin was addictive to his lips. Adam wouldnt stop.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew laughed and moved his head around as his Fathers
lips devoured him. He didnt try to move away, he instead basked in his Dads
attention. His hands ran across his Fathers broad shoulders, feeling the thick
muscles of his chest. His small body was elevated by his Dads bicep laden arms
and he gladly offered himself up to his Fathers rugged mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was in heaven.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im alright!</b>
he said to Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I was in the back</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam couldnt speak. Nothing mattered anymore. He looked
at the boy for a moment, just to make sure he was real and then pushed his face
against Drews small neck, hugging him tight.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its alright
Dad</b> Drew said softly. His small hands were rubbing Adams broad shoulders.
His boyhis tiny eight year old boy was trying to comfort him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you!</b>
Adam spoke coherently for the first time. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
love you, I love you, I love you.</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew pushed back until he could look at Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you too
Dad!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They were back in the truck. Drews bag was in the back
seat with his Son. The past fifteen minutes left Adams memory in a blur. There
were forms and an apology. Papers were pushed at Adam and Drew pointed at
various blank lines for Adam to sign. There were so many people. They wanted to
look at Drew some more but they couldnt pry him from Adams arms. Drew stuffed
the paperwork in his bag and told his Dad they could go home. Then Adam found
himself strapping his Son down with the seatbelt. He snapped the buckle in with
a satisfying clap. He tugged at the strong fabric. It held. Adam couldnt be
sure though. He pulled at the belt and the whole truck rocked from side to
side.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew laughed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>What was so funny? Adam thought, looking down at Drew in
confusion.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>He pulled at the belt again.
The large vehicle listed to one side. It had to hold. The belt had to keep him
safe, this was no joking matter.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew reached up and squeezed at his Dads biceps,
grinning at the handsome man.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams cock thickened immediately. His body felt warm
all over. The boys eyes were so bluelike a deep pool of refreshing water. Drews
touch cleared Adams mind of everything except him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He wanted him. Right there.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He leaned down and breathed in his Sons incredible
smell. He panted like an animal before his boy. Drews eyes ran across his face
and he felt it set on fire under the boys gaze. Adam moved like a striking
cobra.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He took hold of Drews neck and forced his mouth against
the boys. His big tongue pressed past the small lips and sunk deep inside. He
kissed his Son like it was the first time. Drew was taken aback by the
intensity of his Dads actions. It lasted only a moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam came away. He looked down at Drew. His eyes were
blazing at his Son. He ran his forearm across his mouth like a hungry animal. A
long moment past as he studied the angelic boy before him. He glanced down at
the tiny hands that were squeezing his biceps. Adam licked at his own lips
instinctively. When he looked, Drews eyes werent on him; they were looking
between his legs. He didnt have to look for himself; he already knew what Drew
saw. Adams cock was raging inside his pants. He could feel it struggling to
get to the boy. As usual Adam was the last in the loop. Whatever connection
existed between his big prick and Drew happened without Adams knowledge. The
boys hand moved for it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No</b> Adam
said firmly, moving out of reach. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not
here</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He turned and locked the door from the inside and
slammed it shut. He tugged at the handle to make sure it wouldnt open, and
then walked around to the drivers seat, taking a deep breath to calm himself
down. His mighty prick pulsed between his legs. Adam dodged a bullet. If Drew
had made contact it would have been impossible to stop him. Adams desire for
the boy was overriding his common sense. He had to be more careful. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He had to get the boy homeright away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew talked during the drive but Adam didnt know what
he said. It didnt matter. Words were not important; he just wanted to hear his
Sons voice. When it stopped Adam asked to hear more. He spoke of the accident
but that seemed so far away now. It was a lifetime ago. Why in the world would
the boy want to talk about that now? He thought. Then Drew did what Adam had
hoped he wouldnt.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dad I want to be
home with you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams prick was on fire. It was painful and Adam tried
to move around his seat to ease the pressure his cock was making inside his
pants. Adam knew exactly what the boy wanted.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont Drew. Not
now. Well be home soon enough. Tell me about your trip some more. Tell me
everything<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam glanced back every now and then to look at Drew but
it proved too much to take. If he looked too long he became mesmerized by the
sight. Instead he looked ahead, listening to the small angelic voice of his Son.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked ahead, refusing to glance down. It was the
boy, as always, that brought this reaction from him. His dick was like a rock,
a growing rock that demanded attention.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
</span>He spread his legs apart, but that only helped for a moment. Once his
prick filled the new space, it continued to grow. Adam dropped a hand down and
kneaded his thick bulge. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Easy, he told himself. Just calm down. He moved his hand
away; knowing only one thing in the world would calm the rage between his legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He glanced back at Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled into his driveway. It was dusk now. He
watched Drew running up the walk and finding the door slightly open. He looked
back at Adam but the man said nothing. He closed the passenger door Drew just
left and followed his Son inside. The time for talk was over.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam locked the door behind him and threw his keys to
the floor. He picked Drew up by the waist and carried him to his bedroom. He
threw him through the air and he bounced off the mattress, the boys laughter filling
his ears. Drew looked at his Father. Then he stopped laughing.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams eyes had changed. His broad shoulders and thick
neck were straining with tension. The veins running down his biceps stood out
and his shirt pulled tightly against his chest. Drew looked between his Dads
legs. He had never seen such a large bulge before.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>TAKE THEM OFF!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews face twisted in confusion. He looked around but
didnt see anything to take off. My clothes! He said to himself and started to
pull his shirt off. He threw it off the bed, his Dad watching his every move.
Drew reached down and unsnapped his pants and pushed them down his small legs.
Before he could do anything with them, his Dad grabbed them and hurled them across
the room. He glared down at Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew pushed off his shorts as quickly as he could and
then looked up at his Dad. Adams eyes ran over his body and then took hold of
his own shirt and pulled it over his head. Drew looked at his Fathers thickly
muscled, hairy chest. He was so strong, so perfect Drew thought. He tossed it
to the floor, his hands moving to unbuckle his belt. He stopped.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at Drew and pointed to his belt. The boy
didnt respond quickly enough so Adam snapped his fingers loudly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>TODAY!</b> he
growled. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew scrambled to his knees in front of his Dad. His
hands went for the thick leather belt and he began to pull at it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched him for a moment, losing patients. He
reached down and took hold of Drews neck and waist, pulling him up to his
feet. He crushed his mouth against the boys and stuck his tongue deep inside.
He lapped inside, feasting on Drew. The boy sucked at his big tongue and Adam
groaned into his mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pushed the boy away and watched as Drew tumbled on
his back. Adam pointed to his belt.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come get it!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew spun around until he faced Adams crotch. His small
hands grabbed the belt and tugged the loose end free. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put one hand on Drews small chest and pushed him
back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked up at his rugged Father, with his big, hairy
muscles and broad shoulders. He was sneering at him. His belt was partially
undone, enticing Drew to action. He moved back as fast as he could. His Dads
hand came down to stop him again but Drew batted it away with both of his. He
attacked the belt with all his strength. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hand dropped to his side, it felt electrified
from where Drews baby soft skin touched him. He watched him work with the fury
of a child. Drew grunted as he used his small body weight to lean back and free
the belt buckle. His tiny fingers gripped the metal and pried it apart the rest
of the way. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The belt came free and Drew looked up at Adam, clearly
happy with his success. Adam licked his lips at the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck your
Daddy!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews hands pulled apart the button holding Adams
pants together. He yanked down the zipper and watched in awe as his Fathers
mighty cock pushed out from the confines of the denim prison and tented out his
white shorts. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam let out a deep breath. Finally, he thought to
himself, thinking his cock would never be free.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews fingers reached inside the elastic band and
tugged it away from his Dads stomach. He looked inside like a child who was
just handed his Christmas stocking. His Fathers monstrous cock throbbed with
beastly lust. He breathed in the powerful smell, feeling lightheaded, like he
was in a dream.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews mouth opened, he couldnt wait to unwrap it
further. He leaned his head down and engulfed his Dads heavy prick inside his
soft lips, at least as much as he could. Drew moaned as his mouth exploded with
the delicious flavor of his Fathers big dick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it!</b> he
heard his Dad tell him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews hands wrapped around his Fathers mighty prick
and he twisted his head from side to side as he feasted on the bull cock. Adam
looked down and opened Drews legs apart with one hand to find his Sons dick
as hard as a rock. Adam snorted expecting nothing less. Drews dick had a mind
of its own. The boy went hard at the faintest smell from Adams muscled body.
Adam reached down and ran his thumb up Drews throbbing shaft, rotating it
around the sensitive head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews groaned in pleasure and his legs spread apart
invitingly for his Dad, moving his hips forward with child like urgency. Adam
looked down to find Drews eyes on him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That
dick taste good?</b> Drew groaned out his response, refusing to let his Dads
heavy cock out of his mouth. The feeling of the boys soft lips on his pulsing
prick ran clear up Adams spine. Everything was centered on Drews mouth. The child
seemed to perform magic each and every time he gave his Dad head. It wouldnt
have made any difference if Drew could swallow him whole. The feeling would
have been the same as far as Adam was concerned. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He felt the cum boiling in his balls. He could have shot
right there. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He lasted maybe another minute before he pushed Drew
back. The boy didnt go easy. In fact Adam had to use a little strength to pry
his dick out of the boys hungry mouth. Drew looked up at him with a mixture of
confusion and anger.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Easy tiger,
were not done yet<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam kicked off his shoes and finished removing the rest
of his clothes. He climbed up on the bed and moved Drew to the center of the
bed on his back while he towered over the boy. He took hold of his Sons legs
and spread them apart. The sight before him was amazing. Drews smooth body was
flawless. His blonde hair and bright blue eyes made Adams throat constrict
with desire. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam wanted to fuck him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He wanted it so bad in fact, he found himself lining his
massive prick up to impale the child. But then he looked up at Drews face. The
boy lay there with nothing but complete trust in his eyes. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No</b> Adam
said out loud before he could help himself. What am I doing? He thought to
himself. He looked down at his massive prick, the size of Drews forearm, firmly
pressed against the boys ass. Adam felt extreme guilt rip through his mind.
His own lust had overridden his common sense. How could I even think it! He
thought.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam lifted up and let his dick lay on top of Drews
rock hard shaft. He brought his Sons legs together until they closed around
his beastly prick. He hugged the boys legs in his strong arms.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Put those hands
to good use little boy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam began to fuck his cock inside Drews soft thighs.
He watched as his Sons hands came up and wrapped around his throbbing meat.
The feeling of the boys flesh made Adam moan before he could help himself.
Small fingers gripped his Daddy dick at the head as Adam continued to slowly
fuck into the boys thighs, his big nuts slapping against Drews soft ass. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it baby,
stroke that big dick!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews hands worked his Fathers cock in a way that only
he could. Every touch sent ripples of pleasure right up Adams dick and
straight to his brain. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>God I love him, he thought to himself as he watched Drew
pleasure his thick meat. The rest of the world disappeared in Adams mind. All
he knew, all he cared about was Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He felt Drews prick pulsing underneath his. The boys
eyes went back in his head whenever Adam thrust forward and he moaned as Adam
brought his cock back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddy</b> he
said with his dreamy eyes locked on Adams face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams heavy prick throbbed with lust. Hearing the boy
call him that almost made him shoot. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im here baby.
Daddys right here</b> he said, trying to sooth the childs desire. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams mouth opened and he started to move it around
Drews tiny feet, sucking on the warm flesh. He licked at the childs toes and
ran his tongue up the arch of each foot. Drew shivered and squirmed on the bed.
Adam knew he was ticklish but he did his best to turn it into pleasure instead.
He was hungry for the boy. More than he ever had in his entire life. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned and Adam felt his Sons cock rigid against
his own. Adam began to fuck him harder. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna cum
for me baby? You gonna cum for your Daddy?</b> Adam gently bit the boys foot
and licked at it with his thick tongue. Drews hands gripped his cock like a
vise but Adams huge prick proved far stronger. He watched his Son, taking in
every move and listening to every sound the child made. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like that
dont you?</b> he teased the boy. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddys
big cock making you feel good little boy?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This proved too much for the child. He cried out and
lifted his head so he could lick at his Fathers big dick. Adam didnt stop
fucking the boys thighs and enjoyed watching Drew struggle to get at his hard
babymaker.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh yeah!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew strained his head to get at more of his Dads
throbbing cock. Adam sunk his prick deep inside Drews legs and held still for
his boy mouth. Drews tongue, lips and teeth all came out at the same time as he
attacked Adams furious cock. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my boy!
Thats my fucking boy!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pulled back and started to thrust quickly against
Drews cock. The boy groaned and threw his body back on the bed. Adam watched
as his Son reached orgasm. The tiny blonde boy shuddered violently, his head
tossed from side to side. Adam didnt let up, he continued to stimulate Drews
preteen prick with his heavy Daddy dick. Drews hands gripped the sheets and
Adam watched the boy come down off his incredible high. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy was beautiful, the most beautiful thing he had
ever seen. Adam smiled down as his Son seemed to have left his body for a
moment. Being able to give the child this much pleasure made his heart swell
with love for the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my baby.
Thats Daddys boy</b> Adam said softly, his big cock fucking slowly between
the kids legs. He watched Drew for a long time, making sure the boy was fully
satisfied before taking care of his own needs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He hugged the boys legs again and started to fuck them
faster. Drew was still out of it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you
kitten</b> Adam said, more to himself than to Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Daddy loves you so fucking much</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Once again, Adams huge nuts slapped against Drews ass.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Every time I
look at you my dick gets hard<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was hearing it, but from far away. He still wasnt
back from his orgasm. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love the way
you play with it.the way you suck on it. The way your tiny hand slips between
my legs to feel it<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam increased the tempo.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love the way
you touch my chest and kiss my lips<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was lost himself. His world consisted of himself
and Drew. The next few moments seemed to compress time. His massive prick
swelled to an even greater thickness and his huge balls filled to the brim. He
didnt need anything else in the world but the vision of his Son below him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam came.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A river of cum erupted out of his heavy prick and
showered over Drew. The boy was may have felt it, but if he did it didnt show.
Adam let a second wave out and watched as the thick white fluid began to coat
Drews tiny chest and neck. He reached down and lifted the boys head up with
one hand. Adams big cock seemed renewed by this act and unleashed a torrent of
cream that splashed Drews face. Adam knew his Son would want this, he always
wanted his cum. He reached down with his other hand and pumped his big prick in
front of his Sons face and finished unloading the last of his cum. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam let the boy down as gently as he could and
carefully lay his legs back on the bed. He leaned over him, his strong arms
holding his massive body above the boy. He looked at his Son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams cum dripped off Drews face and ran down his
neck. His small chest and stomach were wet with cream. Adam coated his finger
with cum from Drews face and gently pushed it into the boys mouth. At first
he didnt think Drew would respond because of his physical reaction to every
orgasm, but the boy snapped to attention at the first taste of his Fathers
cum. Drew nursed on his finger and Adam couldnt help but smile down at his
handsome Son. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats Daddys
boy</b> he said, as he continued to feed Drew his cum.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam held the door open for Drew and he bounded in with
excitement. Drew was a big fan of science fiction and fantasy movies. He loved
seeing big blockbusters of superheroes and spaceships and tonight was no
different. He had nearly jumped out of his seat when his Dad suggested they go
to the theater that night. Popcorn and soda, not to mention all the candy,
filled the boys head as he ran to get into the truck.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was patient with Drew as the boy talked non-stop
about the movie and what it would be about. It didnt matter to Adam what they
saw, he just wanted to see his Son smile. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After drinks, popcorn and as much candy as Drew could
stuff in his pockets, Adam pulled him through the crowd as they walked down the
hallway to the theater.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Before they got
there Drew felt his Dads strong hand press firmly into his chest, stopping him
in his tracks. He looked up to see his Father looking down at him. He moved
Drew to the wall and told him not to leave. Drew nodded, seeing his Dads
serious expression. He watched as his Father placed the drink tray on the floor
and then move away from him. Drew tilted to the side in an attempt to see
around his Dads large frame. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was a boy, in a wheelchair. He was maybe ten or
so, but it was hard to tell because of the chair. Around him were two boys,
probably older but not by much. They were saying something but Drew couldnt
hear what it was. It seemed to be upsetting the handicap boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took each kid by the back of the shirt and lifted
them clear off the ground. He turned them in mid air.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You girls wanna
make fun of someone then make fun of me!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Blood drained from their faces. They hung limp in Adams
grasp, unable to cope with the new position they found themselves in. They
looked at one another seeing terror in the others eyes. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You think he
needs you to remind him hes in a wheelchair?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boys shook their heads and something that passed for
a weak voice came out of one of their mouths.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No Sir <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well maybe you
just wanted attention?</b> Adam continued pulling the boys closer to his face,
intending to drag this out until he made his point. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Maybe you
thought it would be fun if everyone stared at him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boys hung in the air, eyes wide, mouths open and at
a total loss for wordsat least any that would make sense. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know what I
think? I think I can attract some attention myself. In fact I think by the time
Im done NO ONE will be looking at HIM!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The message was clear to even these bullies. Adam was
about to make an example out of them. They both looked around helpless. They
had friends there, others who knew them from school. What if they saw them
hanging in the air? They would be ridiculed for months. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew grinned. He saw his Dads big biceps bulge out as
he effortlessly held the children above the ground. He looked around and sure
enough people were watching his Dad. Mostly kids but some adults. The kids were
laughing and pointing while the adults looked on with confusion. Drew loved
watching his Dad like this. His intense power and the way he took down bullies
never ceased to amaze Drew. Others felt fear or salvation with Adam, depending
on which side of the tracks they found themselves on, but Drew felt nothing but
complete love.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was one womanwho looked highly concerned. Drew
guessed she was the boys mother. He moved away from the wall and walked up to
her side, looking up, waiting for her to notice him. She was about to move to
her own son when she found Drew near her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew pointed to Adam and said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Hes MY Dad! </b>As if no further explanation was needed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The woman looked back at the large man holding the small
kids in the air. Her son was looking up also with a smile on his face, which both
surprised and relieved her. Her first instinct was for her sons safety which
she assumed was in jeopardy because of the dangerous looking man near him. Now
this boy by her side had eased her fears.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its alright</b>
Drew continued as he shoved a handful of popcorn in his mouth, clearly
unconcerned for the safety of her son. As he crunched it up and swallowed he
said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My Dad will take care of
everything<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She looked down a Drew, not knowing what to say. The boy
was munching on another fistful of popcorn and acting as if this was the most
natural thing in the world. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Does he do this
a lot?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked up and started to say something in his Dads
defense, something about protecting small kids and not liking bullies, and
about how strong his Father was, and how much the girls liked him, but instead of
such an eloquent answer he shrugged his shoulders and said<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Yeah<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The woman left Drews side and moved to her son. Adam
saw her and nodded in her direction, his intense look softening immediately
when he faced her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sorry maam.
These kids here</b> he shook the two boys in the air to show her who he was
talking about, as if she needed that cleared up, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>wanted to meet me so badly, that they asked your son to introduce us!</b>
Adam face sneered at the kids in disgust. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Isnt
that right?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boys nodded in terror.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sorry to bother
you, it wont happen again</b> Adam spoke to the child in the wheelchair. The
boy smiled up and him and waved happily. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam walked away with the kids still in the air. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why dont we go somewhere private and get
to know each other</b> he said, looking at each boy in the face. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know, where no one can see us</b> He
dropped the boys to the ground and they immediately fled away from him, tears
running down the face of one frightened boy. Adam walked until he was in front
of Drew, his face smiling as he watched the boys run right out of the theater.
He looked down at Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I thought I told
you not to eat all the popcorn? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked up sheepishly. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I only had a few</b> He shook the bag to show how much was left. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Uh-huh</b> Adam
replied taking the bag away and tucking it under his arm. He went over to the
wall and picked up the drink tray. As they walked to the theater Drew slipped
his small hand inside his Dads large one. He looked at everyone as they
walked, meeting every set of eyes he could. He wanted to them to know who he
was with. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As they passed the wheelchair, the boys looked at each
other. Drew grinned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes MY Dad!</b>
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>Chapter Eight</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew woke up beside his Dad, the mans thick arm around his
tiny shoulders. Drews arm was stretched across his Fathers broad chest, not
even coming close to the other side of his muscled body.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>The warmth from his Dad made Drew sigh
contently. He let his small hand slowly move across his Dads hairy chest,
feeling the hard muscle underneath the surface. His fingers gently tugged at
the dark hair and he made circles in the deep cleft at the center of Adams
chest. His lips began to lightly kiss his Dads flesh, loving the taste of his
sweat and smell of his masculine body.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew looked up to see if his Dad was awake. His head was
tilted to the side and his breathing told Drew he was out cold. Drew had never
seen his Dad as worked up as he was the night before. The way he looked at him
had taken Drew back a little. He had never been afraid of his Dad, never in his
life in fact. Regardless of how big Adam was or how others reacted to him, Drew
felt nothing but complete love and protection from the man. He couldnt
remember his Father ever striking him even once. He knew his friends got
spanked and disciplined but this was foreign to Drew. Maybe because his Father
was divorced from his mom, or that he lived alone made a difference. Drew
didnt know and he didnt care. He had limited time with his Father and each
visit was becoming more and more difficult for him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Saying goodbye was the hardest.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He would daydream at home when he was with his mom. Dream
about his Father and all the fun things they did together. His cock would
become hard as his mind drifted to the sex they had. Drew loved to kiss his Dad
more than anything. There was something about feeling his Fathers thick tongue
pushing into his mouth that drove Drew off the edge. It took little imagining
to remember in clear detail the feel of the mans warm tongue sucked between
his lips. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew only had one more day with his Dad and as usual this
was the hardest for him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He sat up and looked over his Fathers huge body, with his
big muscles and dark hair. Adams biceps swelled even at rest and Drew couldnt
help but smile. It was no wonder he always felt safe when he was near his Dad.
He leaned forward and kissed the big muscle. Adam didnt stir.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew reached down and gently pulled the sheet back covering
his Dads huge prick. The meaty shaft stretched long and impressively lay
against his big thigh. Drew took a moment to take in the incredible sight. He moved
down carefully, not to wake his Dad, until he was inches from his Fathers big
cock. Drew breathed in the smell that his lungs craved. He felt electricity
travel up his spine as his body processed the masculine scent. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew couldnt get enough. He leaned closer and breathed
deeper. A moan escaped his throat before he could stop himself. He looked up;
making sure his Dad was still asleep. He carefully moved one hand across his
Fathers hairy thigh, feeling the huge muscles and rough texture of his hair.
Drew leaned down and gave the thick cock a gentle kiss. The instant his lips
made contact with the warm flesh the meaty shaft began to swell. Drew looked
up. Adam didnt stir.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His lips found his Fathers cock once more but instead of
moving away after the kiss, Drew stroked the shaft lovingly with his mouth. As
large as it already was Drew watched the shaft thicken and lengthen under his
touch. The heavy meat responded to Drew, eager to engage the boys lust. He
continued to breathe in the smell as his mouth hungrily worked at the shaft.
Drew was as careful as he could be not to wake his Dad, but his desire for his
Father was quickly overriding his ability to keep from waking the big man. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drews body was on fire and Adams throbbing cock only made
it worse. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The big prick moved on its own. It began to push against his
face as it stood up. Drew didnt pull back. He loved how heavy it felt as his
mouth moved against it, pressing into him, encouraging the boy to continue.
Drews lips parted and he sucked on the side of the swollen shaft. His mouth
filled with the salty flavor of his Dads mighty prick and his tongue moved
against the warm flesh in an attempt to taste even more. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adams cock stood fully erect. Drews mouth worked at the
middle of the shaft and was slowly moving up to the head. His small hands
pressed against his Fathers big thigh and firm stomach as he held himself
steady at the mans waist. Drews mouth opened and closed as his Dads big dick
throbbed against his tongue. Drew realized he had been moaning out loud and had
no idea how long he had been doing it. He took a moment to turn to his Dad.
Adam was still sleeping. Drew felt the big cock move against his face, eager
for the boys attention. He turned back and began to lick the juicy prick. It
bumped and bounced against his face as he sucked and licked on it.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew smiled as he lapped at the mighty shaft. He couldnt
get enough of his Dads cock under any circumstances. He loved everything about
his Dad; the way he looked, smelled, the way he moved and spoke and especially
the taste of his strong flesh. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>At some point Drews mouth found his Fathers large cock
head. He did his best to open his mouth as widely as he could, but as usual it
wasnt enough. Even at eight years old Drew was just too small to engulf his
Fathers dick the way he wanted. Only half the pulsing head would fit inside
his mouth but he was determined to make up for it with an eagerness to please
his Dad.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The big prick throbbed but didnt move away. It was as if it
knew the boy was struggling and was trying to help. It sat still and allowed
the child to suck on it with his small mouth and lapping tongue. Drew was used
to not touching his Dads cock with his hands. Adam usually held it for him
because of its size but the truth was Adam couldnt control his feelings for
the boy. Drew enraged his body to the point that Adam had to reduce the
stimulus his Son created inside him. Had it been anybody else between his legs,
be it man or woman, boy or girl, Adam wouldnt have had the problem. But it was
Drewhis Son and the boy was like a drug to Adams big cock, an addictive drug
that would be in his system for the rest of his life. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The pulsing prick in Drews mouth oozed a small amount of
cum against his tongue. Drews clamped down hard on the big cock as the taste
of his Dads cum filled his mouth. He sucked hard in an attempt to extract more
of the thick cream from his Fathers large prick but it teased him, giving him
just enough to keep him active but not enough to quench his craving. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drews small hand reached up and gripped the huge shaft and
squeezed it for more cum. The big dick was much stronger than the boy however
and simply pulsed lustily in his hand, happy for his touch. Drew gripped it
with his tiny fingers and stroked the long prick with broad strokes. The
swollen head throbbed in his mouth and forced his jaw open even more. Drew had
to pull away slightly in order to accommodate the new girth, his tongue ran
across the head, lapping at the hole for more cum.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam breathed deeply and spread his legs apart. His chest
lifted and his head moved to the other side as his Son sucked on his hard cock.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew was lost for a moment, caught up in the quest to drink
his Dads cock milk. When Adams large thigh moved against him the boy was
shifted with it, his small weight no match for the heavy limb. Drew let his
hand drop from Adams prick and he wrapped his arm around his Fathers solid
leg, not letting the cock out of his mouth. He rested his head against his
Dads stomach and nursed happily on his big dick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adams hand came down and his large fingers moved through
Drews blonde hair. He was still breathing steadily, still in his dream state,
but his body responded to his Son all on its own. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His Fathers touch settled the boy down as it always did.
Drew was content to service the huge prick between his Dads legs at a slow
rhythmic pace. His soft lips sucked at the swollen head as his Dads strong
fingers ran methodically through his hair. Drew closed his eyes and sucked
deeply on the heavy cock, loving the way his Fathers hand stroked him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam was still asleep. His huge body was in a perfect dream
state, his body responding to his Sons attention the way it always did. Even
in his sleep he showed the boy affection, his hand moving on its own to
pleasure his Son. Adams legs opened for the boy, giving him every opportunity
to explore his body, his big cock, and his heavy balls. A soft moan left his
chest as his Son nursed on his throbbing pecker.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew heard his Dad. He was so content to please him but he
didnt want to disturb his sleep. He was about to turn his head to see if he
was awake when his Fathers mighty prick seeped more cum into his mouth. Drew
moaned out loud as the delicious flavor intoxicated his senses. It was as if his
Dads cock knew the boy was about to move away and brought him back; made him
focus on the one thing he wanted more than anything; to give his Dad head.
Drews arm hugged at his Fathers thigh, keeping him in place as if his Dad
would dare to move him away. His hard cock began to move across his Fathers
hairy leg in rhythm to his sucking.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adams eyes slowly opened. It took him a moment to realize
he was stroking Drews hair and that his Son was sucking at his hard cock. He
took in a deep breath and carefully looked down at Drew. The childs blonde
hair was resting on his stomach and although he couldnt see it, he felt the
boys soft lips sucking deeply on his big prick and his Sons hard cock rubbing
against his leg. Adam was about to let him know he was awake and tell the boy
he loved him but decided against it. Drew wanted to suck on him just like he
always did. This was their last day together and Adam was determined to give
Drew whatever he wanted. If the boy wanted to blow him Adam would give him his
wish. In fact Adam would move heaven and earth to make the child happy
especially after what happened on the school bus.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As much as Drew loved him, Adam knew he loved the boy a
thousand times more. The fact that Drew wanted him so much drove Adam to love
him even more. Sometimes he would pretend to be bothered by Drews constant
attention, teasing the boy or half heartedly pushing him away. But the truth
was Adam craved the boys touch. He loved the way Drew always wanted to hold
his hand in public, or sat next to him on the sofa, his small body pressed
against his. The way Drews arms tried to hug his thick chest or the way his
fingers ran across his biceps made Adams cock hard for the boy. He loved to
sink his big, warm tongue into Drews mouth and let him suck on it. Between his
cock and his tongue, Adam had plenty to please the child with. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He smiled at his Son, careful not to give himself away. He
laid his head back on the pillow and felt his dick throb in Drews mouth.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Suck it angel, Adam thought to himself. He felt Drews
tongue lapping at his hole, eager for more of his cum. The boy craved it in a
way Adam didnt understand. He came like a bull and Drew would swallow every
drop if he let him. After the first mouthful you would think the boy would have
gotten enoughbut not Drew. He would suck Adams big dick until his balls
emptied completely. Adam never let it come to that. He was just too big a man
for a little boy like Drew to take in one sitting. Drew struggled to take his
cum but Adam made sure to give him only enough to satisfy his thirst. He was
afraid the boy would get sick or choke on his thick cream. And yet here his Son
was, sucking him off for the umpteenth time as if he had never sucked him
before.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam loved the child more than he could ever explain. His
big dick seeped cum into Drews mouth every few minutesjust enough to keep him
in place. His heavy, hairy balls filled with cream but denied the boy their
bounty. His dick had a mind of its own and it intended to keep the child right there,
sucking on the head, preferably for eternity. The boy was on a leash, a leash
made of heavy white cum and as long as his big prick fed the boy, Drew wasnt
going anywherenot for a long time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam relaxed in the bed and enjoyed his Sons mouth on his
cock. It was going to be a long morning and Adam wouldnt have it any other
way. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drews mouth was stretched over his Dads huge head and his
tongue was probing his hole in search of more of his Daddys cream. The boy was
in heaven. The big, silky cockhead warmed his mouth and it throbbed just enough
to make Drew suck it just a little deeper. His cock was so big, so strong; it
could have easily pushed the boy away. But it was patient, infinitely patient
with him. It would teach him what to do and how to properly service him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam felt more of his cream seep into Drews mouth. Again
the child moaned and Adam smiled at the sound. Had it been anyone else Adam
would have pushed their heads deeper on his big prick, but it was Drewit was
his Son and Adam was doing this for Drews pleasure, not for his own.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Suck me anyway you want baby, he thought. Daddys not going
anywhere. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drews hand eventually worked its way back up to his Dads
massive prick. His small fingers rubbed at his Fathers thick shaft and moved down
to caress his heavy balls. His soft moans filled the room and his saliva
dripped down from his mouth and began to coat his Dads hairy stomach. His warm
tongue circled around Adams silky cockhead, making love to the throbbing shaft
between his Fathers muscled legs. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adams hand moved to Drews neck and his large fingers
carefully rubbed his Sons small muscles.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
</span>His big cock throbbed and he felt his balls began to feed the boy more
and more of his cum. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drews sucking became more excited as his Fathers milk
began to fill his mouth up more frequently.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
</span></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daddy! He thought as he sucked his Fathers mighty prick.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adams fingers coaxed his Son to suck him harder. He spread
his legs apart and gently moved his hips forward in an attempt to push just a
little more of his cock into his Sons mouth. He lifted his head up and watched
his boy suck his cock. It was incredible. His eight year old Son was hungrily
blowing him, moaning like an addict, his small mouth gripping his swollen head
and his tiny fingers pumping up and down his huge shaft. Adams head tilted to
the side. He wanted to see the boys mouth, to see his Son suck his big cock. He
moved Drews long blonde hair up out of the way and smiled as his only Son gave
him head. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck me baby</b>
Adam spoke for the first time, no longer caring if Drew knew he was awake. He
stroked the childs head, keeping his hair back from his face. He stared
intently at Drews mouth affixed to his big cock.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my boy</b>
he said deeply. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats Daddys little
boy</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam tilted his hips upward and tried to get more of his
dick in the childs mouth. Drew of course, already beat him to the punch and
was currently stuffed to the limit. Adams gentle thrust had only served to
push Drew back some. Adam grunted in delight. His Son tried so hard, so hard to
take his heavy cock in his mouth but it was an impossible task that the boy
just wasnt up to. Adam couldnt help but feel masculine pride at the size of
his big dick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck what you can
baby</b> he encouraged his Son. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Your
Daddys a big boy</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He grinned at Drew but his Son was lost in a sea of lust for
his Father. His hand pumped up and down the mighty shaft and he sucked as hard
as he could on his Dads prick. He saw Drews body start to shudder. The boy
was going to cum himself, it wouldnt take long now. Adam knew what the boy
needed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddys gonna cum in
your mouth baby</b> he said, watching Drew get excited. He knew this is what
the child wanted. It was all about his cream, his thick man cum. Adam spread
apart his legs and felt his balls churn. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eat that dick!</b>
he growled out. His heavy shaft swelled up and his huge balls unloaded inside
Drews hungry mouth.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck!</b> he
shouted as his cock erupted inside Drews lips. He watched as a river of thick
white cum flooded out of the boys mouth and down to his stomach. Adams prick
surged and he barely had time to grab Drew by the hair and pull him back before
his big cock spewed a torrent of cum into the boys mouth again. Instead it
splashed heavily against the childs face and dripped on Adams hairy stomach.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew had his mouth wide open and he pulled against his
Fathers hand in an attempt to recapture the large mans prick. He felt the
heavy cream slide off his smooth skin as his Dads dick erupted in mid air and
ejaculated its load against his face. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Adam watched as his heavy shaft throbbed and shot at his
Son. He smiled as Drew struggled to get to his dick. It never ceased to amaze
him the lengths the boy would take to suck his big cock. After the second
eruption he let his Son go and watched in delight as Drew practically attacked
his cum covered cock. The boys mouth slobbered on Adams thick cream and slid
across the wet skin as his lips sunk deeply on the silky head. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drews entire body trembled and his hard cock humped his
Fathers hairy leg.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>Adam watched with
Fatherly pride as his young Son came.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As always Drew came so hard his body practically shut
down. His head slumped on his Dads stomach and his fingers tight grip on his
Fathers big cock became a weak grasp. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched his Son carefully and very gently pulled
his wet prick out of the boys mouth. He smoothed the childs hair down with
his hand and smiled as his Sons eyes fluttered shut. Drew was almost out.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams stomach was covered in cum but it paled in
comparison to Drews face which literally dripped with it. Adam gently ran his
fingers across Drews face and cleaned him off, letting his cum fall on his
stomach. He licked at his own fingers once he wiped his Son off and then
carefully lifted the boys tiny body up against his chest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam wrapped his thick arms around his beautiful boy and
held him close, kissing his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddy loves you</b>
he whispered in his ear.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew had packed his things and was sitting in the back
of Charless car waving goodbye to his Dad. This was always the hardest part
for him, driving away from his Father. It would take two hours or so to get
home and Drew would talk to Charles about his trip with his Dad, not telling
him too much, just enough to keep his interest. Inside he would be thinking
about his handsome Father and the great time they had together. Drew always
felt warm inside when he thought of his Dad. His big arms and broad shoulders
made Drew feel invulnerable as if nothing in the world could hurt him when he
was with his Father.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He put his things away in his room after saying hello to
his mother. She went on and on about the accident and how irresponsible it was
for his Dad to let him go in the first place. Drew never argued with her
because his Dad told him not too. She would never know how much he loved the
man, or dreamed of being with him night after night. Drew sat there and
listened to her. She wanted to take him to the doctor and make sure he was
alright but Drew could tell she was seeing dollar signs not just the state of
his health.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He went to the den. Charles and his mom were talking
outside on the deck about contacting the hospital and getting hold of one of
Charless lawyer friends. Drew lifted up the phone and called his Dad. It rang
only twice before a familiar deep voice answered.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hello<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dad.its Drew<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam laughed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
know who it is baby. I always know when its you</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew paused, loving the way his Dad spoke to him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im home and everything is alright<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats good</b>
There was a moment of silence and Adam said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I miss you already</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew sighed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>In fact, I
missed you when you drove away from me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew felt his stomach sink, he wanted nothing more than
to feel his Dads thick arms wrapped around him and listen to his strong heart
beat in his broad chest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I miss you too
Dad</b> he sounded sad. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I always miss
you.</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took in a deep breath. It would have felt better if
someone stabbed him with a knife than hear his Son depressed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Kitten, I love
you</b> he told his boy. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddy loves
you so much. I think about you every minute of every day were apart. Dont you
ever forget that</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I wont Dad</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam gripped the kitchen counter top. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now you be good for your mother, dont
give her any cause to be mad at you. Ill see you in a few weeks and you call
me if you need anything, even if its just to talk, alright? It doesnt matter
what timejust call me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew wanted to say so much more but only managed to say,
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you Daddy</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stood up and threw his head back, wanting to hit
something, anything. His fist bunched up and he swung it in the air.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you too
angel<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew hung the phone up and looked out the window at his
mother and Charles. They were still talking about the accident and Charles was
dialing someone on his cell phone. Drew sighed and went back to his room to
unpack.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>More than two hours away, Adam walked around his house
looking for something to break. He was usually a very level headed man, in
complete control of his emotions, but when his Son was involved, he turned into
a raging beast. He walked outside, found a hand ax on the ground and hurled it
into a tree. The thick blade imbedded itself deep into the wood. Adam moved
toward it, to throw it again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew had spent the next three days playing with his
friends while Charles worked and his mother planned out the lawsuit. He was on
his bike going to his friend Billys and took a shortcut through a reservoir.
He had taken it many times before and as they lived in a safe neighborhood Drew
was never afraid. He looked around having passed by some other kids about
twenty minutes ago and noticed he was alone. It was about one in the afternoon
and Drew found an open patch of ground he thought might be good for some tricks
with his bike.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He had only just learned how to pop a wheelie and he was
eager to practice whenever he could, provided he was alone so no one could see
him fail. He wanted to show his Dad what he could do so he wanted to make sure
he wouldnt mess up when the time came. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was pleased with himself. He did three wheelies
back to back and knew he was getting better having beaten his previous record
by one. He didnt want to be too late at Billys so he started to head up the
bike path. It had rained a day earlier and the ground became muddy, but like
most kids Drew thought it was great and plowed through it happily.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>With his wheels coated with mud, Drew drove on passing
by a drainage ditch and headed to the right.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His wheel slid out from under him and he bike didnt
turn. Instead it headed right to the ditch. Drew tried to brake but it was too
late, his front wheel came off the ground and dropped into the hole. Drew
bailed off the bike as it slid away from him. He watched it fly straight into
the ditch as he landed on his side. His body didnt stop however. The momentum
from the bike was still with him and the mud on the ground provided no support.
Drew was going down with his bike.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His hands clawed at the earth, grabbing large chunks of
mud and dirt, barely slowing him down. His feet dropped off the edge, followed
by his knees and hips. Drew twisted on his stomach, fear taking over. He was
scared, more than he had been in a long time. His body dropped off the side but
before he went completely over his hand found the cement edge and gripped it
like his life depended on it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew hung in space. He looked down. There was a good ten
to fifteen feet before the concrete tube would break his fall and the sides
were slick with water and mud. Drew managed to get his other hand up and take
hold of the edge. He panicked. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His bike was in a jumble at the bottom of the ditch. He
heard running water as the tube drained the surrounding area of rain the
previous day. Drew was in trouble. He cried out for help.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It had been a long time since he saw those kids and they
were heading in the other direction. Drew felt tears run down his face. He was
going to get hurt and no one was around to help him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His fingers ached; he was unable to bring himself up.
His feet keep slipping on the slick surface and his body seemed heavier by the
second. He didnt know how long he hung there crying out for help. It seemed
like forever.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He felt his fingers slip. He was about to fall and there
was nothing he could do about it. He wanted his Dad.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>HELP ME!</b> he
shouted one more time before his hands gave up. His tiny body started to fall.
Tears blinded his vision.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He fell maybe one good foot before a large hand clamped
down on his wrist. Someone had caught him in mid air. He looked up but couldnt
see through his tears and dirt that covered his face. His small body lifted up into
the air. Whoever had him was strong.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He cleared the edge of the ditch and was set down a good
three feet from it. He lifted up his hands and wiped his face to look at his
savior.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A muscular teenager with thick black hair stood in front
of him. His jeans were torn and his hairy legs shown through. He was handsome
but rugged in a way that reminded Drew of someone. He looked like he could be
mean if he wanted. Drew noticed a barbed wire tattoo on one large bicep.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You alright
little man?</b> the boy asked, squatting down in front of Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He nodded his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The strong boy reached out and ruffled Drews hair. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No problem kid. You shouldnt be out here
by yourself, you might run into someone badyou know, someone like me</b> he
grinned playfully at Drew. He held out his hand for Drew to shake.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im Max<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Thats when it all came back to Drew. This was the same
boy his Father beat up, the one with his friends in the supermarket. Drew
looked at the teenagers biceps. They were big. Not as big as his Dads but
easily larger than anyone else his age. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy stood up to his full impressive height. He
walked to the ditch and looked down. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im
going to get your bike </b>he said as if it were the easiest thing in the
world. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its too deep</b>
Drew said.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max turned and smiled at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Not for me</b> And he dropped from sight right into the ditch. Drew
made it to his feet and walked over to the edge, careful not to get too close.
He saw Max lifting his bike in the air over his head. He looked up and Drew. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Move out of the way little buddy</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moved back and to the side and watched his bike fly
through the air in front of him, not a moment later. It landed on the ground
about four feet from him. He went back to the ditch and saw Max start to run
first up one side of the wall and then the other. The boy built up speed and
then launched himself up one wall. His strong hands managed to grab the edge
once his legs propelled him skyward. With ease, the teenager lifted himself out
of the ditch, a feat Drew was nowhere near able to do. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked at the bike. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Its seen better days thats for sure</b> He pulled at the frame
trying to straighten it out. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I can fix
it but I cant do it here</b> Drew walked over to him and Max saw him limp. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whats wrong with you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked down, his legs was cut and bleeding right
below the knee. Before he could answer Max lifted up his torn jeans and
examined him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youll be fine,
is just a bad scrape</b> He stood up and brought the bike with him. It
couldnt be driven but it would wheel itself beside him. He squatted down on
the ground and looked at Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Get on
my back. I can take you both<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew hesitated for a moment and then wrapped his small
arms around Maxs thick neck. The boy stood up, taking Drew with him. One big
arm came around and supported Drews legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive got you
buddy, just take it easy. I dont live too far from here <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew leaned against the strong boy and let himself be
carried back down the path. About five minutes later Drew decided to remind the
teenager who he was, just in case Max wasnt kidding earlier about meeting him
in the woods.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know who I
am?</b> he asked timidly. The large boy turned and smiled at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course I do.
Your Father kicked my ass<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew didnt respond, not sure of what else to say. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre Drew
right?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He nodded. The teenager kept walking.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well lets get
you back to my place and get you <span class=SpellE>fixed</span> up. Ill see
what I can do with your bike</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew didnt say anything else. He leaned against the
boys strong back wishing his Dad was with him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>Chapter Nine</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Max carried the boy all the way out of the woods on his
back, moving the broken bike along as he did. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>Sweat ran down between his shoulder blades and
soaked into Drews shirt. Drew could smell the masculine odor coming from Maxs
skin. It was like his Fathers but not as strong. Drew could feel the boys
strength through his skin. It explained why he was unafraid to jump down the
ditch or the ease with which he carried Drew on his back. To Drew, Max was like
a strong tree, but he knew if Max was a tree then his Father was a steel tank.
He could crush a dozen boys like Max with almost no effort. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But Adam wasnt there.just Max.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Almost a mile up the street they turned into a dirt path
that later revealed a small home secluded by a large grove of trees. Max walked
up the steps taking Drew with him but leaving the bike behind. He opened the
door without unlocking it and took Drew into the kitchen. He moved down until
Drew could stand on his own two feet and had him lean against the table. Drew
listened for sounds of someone else in the house but heard nothing.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>No one was home.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Max moved out of the room and came back a minute later with
several items in his hands including a bottle of peroxide. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You live alone?</b>
Drew asked him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Max shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Nah,
but no one else is here for the next few months. My mom is away at my aunts
house, so Im watching the place for her</b> He placed the items on the
kitchen counter and came over to Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
live with my Dad near your place, but my mother lives here </b>Drews head
came just level with Maxs stomach. Max put his hands on Drews waist and
lifted the boy clear off the ground. He carried him to the counter. Drew
grabbed hold of Maxs thick biceps as he was lifted in the air. The strong body
carried him with ease and Drew became aware of just how small he really was. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I guess we have that in common</b> He sat
Drew down in front of him. Even then Max was a good head taller than Drew. Max
hadnt taken his hands away from Drews waist. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Lets take care of you first</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drews small hands rested on Maxs muscled forearms and he
nodded to the large teenager. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Will it
hurt?</b> He asked with double meaning, not sure if Max was going to hurt him
or help him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Max shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youll
be fine. I wont let anything happen to you</b> His green eyes seemed to
twinkle. He knelt down and examined Drews leg, peeling back the torn jeans. He
took the bottle of peroxide and some gauze and started to clean the wound. It
stung.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><span class=SpellE>Oww</span></b>
Drew said, careful not to sound like a child.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sorry buddy, I have
to clean this out so it wont get infected. Youll be alright in a second<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Drew watched the boy work. He wouldnt have thought Max
could be so gentle or would even know what to do. Max took hold of his leg
above and below the wound and breathed against it. Drew knew he was drying the
injury but he couldnt help but feel his small cock grow. There was something
incredibly erotic about what Max was doing to him and luckily before Drews
condition became too obvious, Max stopped. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So you live with
your Dad? I wish I lived with mine</b> Drew said, making conversation and
hoping Max didnt look between his legs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max stood. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah,
but right now my Dads not doing so well</b> He waited for Drew to say
something but it was clear the boy didnt know what he was talking about.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Didnt your Dad
tell you what he did?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked confused. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>My Dad?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shook his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh</b> Max
said, placing his hands on Drews tiny legs. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Youre Dad and mine had a fight shortly after we ran into you at the
supermarket<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew swallowed, not liking where this was going. Max was
big. Not big like his Dad, but big enough to take on four or five kids his own
age, and Drew was only eight. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max squeezed Drews legs; they gave easily to the teenagers
strong fingers. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My Dads pretty mean.
He usually gets his way</b> Max took a deep breath. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>But your Dad.well, hes one tough son of a bitch!</b> He held up one
hand in front of Drews face with the first two fingers extended. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Two punches are all it took. It probably
would have taken only one but your Dad doesnt do anything halfway</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max stepped back from Drew and turned away. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He broke my Fathers ribs</b> With that
he began to pick up the bottle and gauze and put them to the side.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew watched. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ididnt
know</b> he said, his voice sounding timid. He looked up at the large
teenager. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you mad at me?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max turned, his forehead frowned in confusion.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>At you? No, of
course not. Its cool little buddy, he deserved it </b>Max paused.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> He deserved it for a long time<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max lifted up his shirt showing off not only his muscled
body but a large bruise on his side. He pointed at it. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>My Dad did this to me with a stick after your Dadwell, you were
there.</b> He let his shirt fall. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He
said I should have handled myself better. He said he didnt raise girls.and
then he hit me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew simply watched him, not knowing what else to say
but still feeling vulnerable. Max saw the fear in his eyes so he smiled and he
lifted Drew up, setting him on the ground.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hows the leg?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew walked on it. It hurt but it felt better than
before. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max smiled at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now
lets look at your bike</b> He held out his hand and Drew took it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They walked outside and Max made sure he made it down
the steps alright. They took the bike to a shed behind the house. It looked
more like a small barn, with two large double doors and a wide workbench in the
middle. Tools lined the walls and dirt covered the floor. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max lifted up the bike and put in on the workbench. He
moved to one wall and began to take several tools down, placing them beside the
bike. He turned to the bench and then pulled off his shirt. Drews eyes ran
over the thick muscles on his arms and shoulders. His waist was lined with
abdominal muscles that rippled across the boys tan skin. One line of dark hair
seemed to cut the teenager in half, dipping between the muscles and running
inside the boys pants.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>He had a small
tuft of dark hair between his pecs and sweat ran down his body in small drops. A
barbed wire tattoo lined one of the boys thick biceps and another one of an
eagle rode high on the right side of his chest. And for the first time, Drew
noticed that Max had a large bulge between his legs, much like his own Father
had.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew felt himself swallow. Max was a work of art.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max took the front wheel in his bare hands and began to
bend it back into shape. His thick biceps stuck out and the metal folded under
the pressure he exerted. Drew watched him work, admiring the boys incredible
body. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max noticed Drew watching him. He smiled, still working
on the bike. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not as big as your Dad am
I?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew blushed, realizing he was caught staring. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre pretty
big<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max made a muscle with one arm. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I dont get too many complaints</b> he said, proud of his body. He
lifted up a hammer and beat the front wheel some. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>So your Dad must work out?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shrugged his shoulders. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Ive never seen him. I think its just from his job</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What does he do?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He has his own
company. He puts up house frames and sometimes takes them down<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That explains
most of it<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max continued to work and Drew watched as the sweat
slowly ran down to the boys pants. After a good ten minutes Max was satisfied
and put the bike on the ground. He moved it around and then sat on the seat,
making sure it would hold him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Like new</b> he
said to Drew who smiled at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks Max! My
mom would freak if I broke it<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He handed the bike to Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You have a stepdad who can fix it?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No, I dont think so. Hes not too good with things like this</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max laughed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not
exactly like your Dad is he?</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shook his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well trust me,
sometimes thats not such a bad thing<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They walked to the front of the house. Max stood near
Drew as he pushed the bike along, making sure the boy wouldnt fall with his
hurt leg. When they got to the porch Max went inside the house and brought out
two glasses of lemonade, handing one to Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drink up buddy
and Ill take you home<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew sipped the cold liquid and looked around. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have no car?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not here I
dont, my Dad took it from me after what happened</b> He didnt need to
elaborate, Drew understood what he meant. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well
you cant ride with that leg and the bike is too small for me</b> He moved
behind Drew and picked him up by the waist, sitting him on his shoulders. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill take the bike and you can ride me</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max pushed the bike along and walked down the dirt path
to the street, one strong hand held on to Drews good ankle.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was a five mile walk. Max asked Drew about himself
and the young boy was only too happy to tell him anything he wanted to know. He
asked Max about his family. His life didnt sound nearly as good as his own,
but Max wasnt shy about the truth and had no problems admitting his sparse
beginnings. Drew felt Maxs strong hand grip at his leg and squeezed it
whenever he made a joke. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew liked Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>About two miles from Drews house they began to move
toward a group of boys about twelve years old. There were three of them. Drew
stiffened on top of Maxs broad shoulders. Max looked up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>They dont like
me too much</b> he said softly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max slowed down. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whys
that?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont know.
They say my house is big. I dont think they have much<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know the type
</b>Hell I am the type, Max thought to himself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max moved deliberately toward the boys and felt Drews
legs tighten around his neck. Clearly he didnt want any trouble, but Drew
didnt know who Max wasnot yet anyway. The boys were on bikes and in a circle.
Two of them were overweight, the last one not so much. Max caught their gaze as
they looked over his bare chest and tattoos.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What the fuck
are you looking at?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The biggest boy pulled away slightly but held Maxs
gaze. Max lifted Drew off his shoulders and set him on the ground. He handed
the bike to him and Drew took it without saying a word, but his eyes pleaded
with Max. Max said nothing. He moved in front of the big kid placing himself
between them and Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You eyeballing
me bitch?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy pushed back on his bike and this time turned his
eyes away from Maxs face. Max took the handlebars of his bike and shook them
so hard the boy fell to the ground.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I asked you a
fucking question<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy lifted himself up but Max put one work boot on
his chest and shoved him back to the ground. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO SIR</b> the
boy shouted, now terrified. The others moved away but didnt leave. Max leveled
his gaze at each of them.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You guys like to
pick on my little brother?</b> His hand waved to Drew. The boys all looked at
Drew, clearly having no idea he had a brother, let alone one built like Max.
They shook their heads. Drew watched the confrontation with the same surprised
look that the others had. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brother? He thought.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO?</b> Max
growled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well thats not what I heard.
I heard you pussies give him a hard time</b> He quickly reached over and took
the next biggest kid by the shirt front and hauled him off his bike. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youve been giving my brother a hard
time?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Fear rippled through the boys face. Max was a far cry
from the local street bullies these boys usually dealt with.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO SIR</b> he
said, mimicking his friend. Max threw him back and he landed on top of his
bike. The third boy pushed back and faced the other direction, keeping a healthy
distance from Max. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If I ever hear
you giving him any shit, Im gonna break your fucking necks!</b> He kicked the
large boy under his boot. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You hear that
fat boy?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>YES</b> he
cried out, tears running down his full face, twisted in pain. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max moved away and put Drew back on his shoulders. The
two boys took the opportunity to get their bikes and ride off, the third boy
already peddling down the street as fast as he could. Max watched them and
laughed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I think thats
the end of that problem<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew watched them leave and he looked at Max. The large
teenager smiled at him and slapped him on the back, clearly thinking he had
fixed all of Drews neighborhood troubles. Drew wasnt so sure but couldnt
help getting caught up in the moment. He smiled back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>Max walked near
Drew as they headed down the street. <span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>When
they came close, Drew told him it was his street and Max stopped at the corner.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Which one is
it?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew pointed at the third house. Max knelt down in front
of him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look I dont do
parents too well. I better let you go here. Just tell your mom I took care of
your bike if she asks, and I think you should leave out the part about your fan
club back there</b> Max grinned, showing off his white teeth. The rough edge
he had at all times seemed to disappear when he was happy. It was as if he were
a different person. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Okay</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill wait here
to make sure you get home alright and if those idiots bother you again, just
let me know<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max began to stand up but Drew quickly moved forward and
threw his arms around the teenagers neck.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks Max!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max froze for a moment, not having the experience of
being a hero too often in his life. His mind flashed back to Adam choking him
unconscious and then of making him kneel at his feet. He saw his Dad laying on
the ground and gasping in pain. For some reason that made Max feel slightly
better. He put his arms around the thin child and hugged him back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>No problem little brother<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moved back and took his bike, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I dont have a brother </b>he mumbled regretfully. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max reached out and ruffled Drews hair. He pulled his
baseball cap out from his belt and put it on Drews head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You do nowmy
number is inside. You call me if you need me. Ill be here a while<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew took off the cap and found the number written in
black inside. He looked at Max with hesitation.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Can I call you
anyway? </b>he asked hopefully. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked confused.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Maybe we could
do something?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews big blue eyes shone and Max felt himself smile at
his innocence. Drew knew who Max was, but he didnt really know. Max liked this
new feeling. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sure thing bro.
Call me whenever you want. We can catch a movie or hang out at my house, but
uhlike I said, I dont do parents very well. They say Im a bad influence </b>he
flashed a wicked grin.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was the coolest boy he had ever met and Drew liked
him a lot. He put the cap back on, the way Max had it, and walked down his
street, pushing the bike as he did. He looked over his shoulder and saw the big
teenager watching him. He felt protected, like when he was with his Father. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>Max waited until
Drew moved inside. He took note of where the boy lived and walked back down the
street. Drew was taken with him and this was something he didnt expect. Usually
guys feared him or ran when he came near, especially small kids like Drew. Max
had that kind of reputation, a reputation that he liked and fostered every
chance he got. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But this little boy didnt seem afraid at all. The way
the kid looked at him and hugged him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max felt his cock swell between his legs. He ran his
hand across his washboard stomach.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck, whats not
to like?</b> He thought to himself. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Looks
like Ive got a little brother</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam just got off the phone with Sue. As usual she was
in rare form. She was pissed off about the bus accident but not because Drew
could have been hurt he knew, but because she saw money in it. She blamed him
for letting Drew go in the first place and went on and on about getting her
permission before allowing her Son to go anywhere.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam wanted to punch her through the wall. How he ever
made a child with her was beyond him. It was another lifetime ago. She wanted
to press charges against the space camp, the trucker who hit them and charge
Adam with neglect. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck her</b> he
thought as he hung up. He paced the living room for a minute. Maybe he should
call Miss Benet, just in case. Sue was a complete bitch but she wasnt stupid.
If anyone could get something out of this it would be her. If she ever found
out how much money Adam had, she would try to milk him for every penny. He knew
he had to hide it from her. All the money he made from the movies with Tony was
for Drew. She would never find it. The only reason Drew stayed with him as much
as he did was because she couldnt get anything from him. At least this way she
had a break once in a while to do whatever she wanted.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She had her new husband, big house and fancy car, but
all Adam wanted was their Son. Drew was all that mattered to him. He would be
damned if she would ever take that from him. Adam needed to blow off steam. He
called Tony knowing he would have just the thing.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony laid out Adams options. His videos were so popular
that Adam was in high demand. Of course having sex with his own Son on film
didnt hurt, but the size of Adams thick cock and his ability to perform made
him an overnight star. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He would have liked nothing better than have Drew, Adam
and Trevor all join up for a film, but as usual Adam wouldnt hear of it. Drew
was off limits to everyone but him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>There is one
thing Id really like you to consider. I think youd be perfect for the job.
Theres a new boy, younger than Trevor but better trained. I could land you a
great deal to take the kid for the ride of his life<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He can take ME?</b>
Adam said, unbelievably. Better trained than Trevor? He thought. The boy damn
near swallowed his big cock.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What can I say,
the kid likes dick</b> Tony replied.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Does he like BIG
dick?</b> Adam countered with a touch of pride in his voice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony laughed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of
course. I wouldnt suggest you take him if the boy wasnt able to handle that
beast between your legs</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, well
seeing is believing. You say this boy is a little older than Drew? Like
what?...20 years?</b> Adam said, far from convinced.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes ten, and
trust me not only can he take you but hell love every second of it. Hes a
total bottom!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sighed. The idea of a kid close to Drews age
sounded great. Lord knows Adam would love to fuck Drew if the kid wasnt so
damn small. At this rate Drew might never grow up enough to take him and Adam
thought about this quite a bit. Drew would do it, he knew he would. Drew would
do anything for him. Adam let his shoulders slump as he thought about the pain
he would cause the boy. He pushed the thought from his mind.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hell Id love to
meet the kid, but if youre exaggerating Im not fucking him</b> Adam thought
of splitting the child in two and couldnt imagine any kid actually taking his
massive prick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony laughed and said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Dont worry Adam, Ive been doing this for a while you know. The kids
name is Brady and youre gonna love him</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam played it through his mind. As much as Adam liked
to have sex it mostly revolved around Drew. The rest of the time he did it for
money for his Sons future.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Of course
there were exceptions like April and Trevor, when circumstances required. But
Adam had no intention of letting Drew know about them. Outside sex was nothing
more than a job for Adam; he had sex with his Son out of love. For Adam there
was no competition.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But Adam had pent up energy and Drew wasnt around. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Brady huh?</b>
he asked, mostly to himself. Before Tony could answer Adam agreed. Tony gave him
the time and place and worked out the little details for the next few minutes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What about his
Father?</b> Adam asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Actually his Dad
isnt in the picture; his mother is the one setting this up<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Silence ran through the phone. Adam didnt know what to
say. He never thought a woman would be involved filming kids having sex, let
alone her own child. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony picked up the conversation. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>His Father broke Brady in originally but hes in jail now. The mother
picked up where he left off. Theyve made quite a bit of money with the boy and
I cant think of a hotter film than pairing him up with you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well</b> Adam
paused. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is she gonna be there?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Would that be a
problem for you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont know. I
dont usually have trouble performing but Ive never done a kid with his mom
watching<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its up to you.
Shell be there but if its a problem for you she can stay in another room
while you rock Brady<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam agreed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew didnt wait 24 hours to call Max. He called him
that night to thank him again. He had to tell his Mother about the accident,
but said it happened on the street and some new boy helped him. He didnt tell
her where it really happened or what Max did to the boys down the street. He promised
Max he never would.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You want to hang
out tomorrow?</b> Max asked him. Drew almost didnt wait for him to finish
before he answered but Max managed to get the rest out. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Im fixing up a buddys car, hes gonna bring it over to the house.
You remember how to get here?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>YEAH!</b> he
blurted out too quickly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You sure you can
ride with your leg?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, my mom
cleaned it some more, it feels better<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Alright, you
come over whenever you want</b> Max told him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Ill be working on it all day<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew thanked him again and agreed to meet Max. When he
went downstairs he saw Charles holding Maxs baseball cap in his hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whos is this?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew came forward and took it away. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Its mine now</b> He said truthfully. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>The boy who fixed my bike gave it to me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles looked at it. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Its too big for you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shrugged. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
dont care, I like it anyway</b> He stuffed it in the back of his pants the
way Max wore it and went to his room.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles didnt think anything of it. He was glad Drew
was making friends. The boy needed to get out of the house more. Charles went
out of his way to be nice to Drew. The consequences of being confronted by Adam
were too frightening to think of. He went back to the den to listen as Sue
spoke more about getting a lawyer for the accident. Charles sighed and did his
best to look interested. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>MAX POSTON?</b>
Sammys older brother said with a shout. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youve
been picking on HIS brother?</b> he asked in disbelief. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sammy, the boy Max kicked on the ground, was beside
himself. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know him?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course I
fucking know him!</b> Jake shouted. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Everyone
knows him! He burned down a store a few years ago<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive never seen
him before </b>Sammy countered.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He moved with
his Dad after the police put pressure on him. Hes bad fucking news!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sammy looked offended. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>So youre not going to do anything?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Jakes face went red. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Are you out of your fucking mind? You think I want to get knifed?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes not that
big </b>Sammy said, trying to deflate his older brother.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes he fucking
is! And his gang is just as fucking bad. Im not looking over my shoulder for
the rest of my life because youre too stupid to leave his little brother
alone!</b> Jake looked around the room deep in thought. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Hell, I didnt even know he had one</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sammy watched his brother, hoping things would change.
He couldnt imagine Jake letting someone humiliate him like that. Well
something had to be done, Sammy thought to himself. He stopped listening to his
brother and began to think.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam drove a good hour out of his way to meet Tony. They
met at a local diner and then Tony drove them to a warehouse at the edge of
town.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Once inside Tony locked the door
behind them and moved to the back where a bed and furniture were set up, lights
banking the entire set. Sitting on the sofa was Brady and his mother.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy was beautiful. Adam could see why his Dad would
want to fuck him. He had light blonde hair like Drew but his eyes were brown.
His slight body was covered in a tee shirt and shorts and Adam could see the
boys smooth legs and thin arms. The boys eyes ran over Adams body and Adam
did his best to make the kid feel at ease. He smiled and knelt down in front of
him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im Adam</b> he
said, holding out his hand. The boys tiny arm moved out and he slipped his
hand inside of Adams.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im Brady</b>
he said with a voice just as high as Drews. Adam felt his heart beat deeper as
he thought of his Son. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Janice</b> the
small woman said. She had dark hair with a slender body. Brady took after her
in that regard. Adam stood up and faced her. Her eyes followed him up and she
had to tilt her head back in order to keep his view. She stepped back to take
him all in. For some reason Adam thought of April just then. Janice was small,
and small women seemed to gravitate to him like bees to honey. Adam took her
hand and shook it politely. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well...</b>
Tony started. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We all know why were
here. Ive talked to Janice about the film and shes ready to answer any
questions you might have and to make this as comfortable for everyone as
possible</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam knew Tony had paved the way for him to fuck Brady
without his mother present, or with her as the case may be. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What kind of
film are you interested in?</b> he asked Janice. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She looked at Tony. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Bradys
been in the business since he was five. Hes done almost everything, of course
his Dad isnt around anymore but</b> she paused.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Five? Adam thought to himself. He couldnt see Drew in
Bradys place. Not on film at least. And everything? What did she mean by that?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice still looked at Tony. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>So were looking for more advanced.sex<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at Tony as well. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>He told you, Im a big guy?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh
yeah, thats one of the reasons I wanted you. Now that I see you I wish I had
known about you earlier<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No</b> Adam
corrected her. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont think you
understand. Im BIG!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
know, Tony gave me a picture of you</b> She said happily but quickly added. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>From the waist down of course, he would
never show me your face<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took in a deep breath and looked down at Brady. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wont hurt him. If youre into that you
need to find someone else. Thats not my thing<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But youll fuck
him though?</b> she asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah.Ill
fuck him</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady looked up from what seemed an impossible distance.
Damn hes small, Adam thought. He looked the boy over completely. Janice and
Tony waited. A long moment later, Adam said it again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>YeahIll fuck
him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice smiled at Tony.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew showed up at Maxs house on his bike. He took his
time but made sure he wouldnt be late. He told his mother he was going out
with friends because he knew she wouldnt let him go if she knew it was Max. His
age would have popped that balloon instantly. Drew wasnt in the habit of lying
to her except when it came to his Dad of course; Drew would never tell her
that.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He peddled up the path to the small house Max lived in
and went to the back where he could already hear voices. Two older boys saw him
first and frowned at him. A third quickly came into view and scowled at Drew
with an almost angry demeanor. Then he saw Max. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey buddy!</b>
he said to Drew with a smile. Max was leaning over a car and working on the
engine while his three friends watched. They werent as big as Max but they
were close. Drew could see tattoos on each of them but only Max wore a muscle
shirt that showed his off completely. The other boys looked rough.sort of like
Max, but not, Drew thought. He didnt really understand the difference, not yet
at least. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This is Drew</b>
Max said to his friends. He pointed to the boy who looked mean and said his
name was Luke. Luke nodded but still didnt look happy. The other two were Glen
and Art. Art at least smiled at Drew. He was the only one. Max looked around as
Drew said hello to each of them. Max didnt seem too happy. Drew watched as Max
came up to his full height.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes with me</b>
he said firmly to his friends. All of them seemed to relax. Even Lukes
shoulders seemed to slump at Maxs statement slash hidden threat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hes cool, Drew thought. Max was by far the coolest kid
he had ever met. All these boys did whatever he wanted them too, Drew was sure.
Drew pulled out the hat Max gave him and put it on his head. Max walked up and
took Drews bike, setting it against the house and came back to rub Drews
head. He took off the cap and pulled on the tab in the back until it became
smaller. He put it back on Drews head so the bill faced the back, just like
the one he was wearing. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked up and smiled at Max as he felt the teenager
rub his back. Max looked at his friends and told Drew how they begged him to
fix the car because they were so ignorant about engines. The boys laughed and
did their best to insult Max back but even Drew could tell it was half-hearted.
Drew watched the banter between them and it was clear Max was in charge. Luke
was most likely the next in line but the others were simply followers.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>There was one thing Drew like more than anything.
Max stood close to him, almost protectively. Drew could feel Maxs influence wrapping
around him, isolating him from the others, protecting him for future meetings. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked at Luke. The boy lost his attitude
completely. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come on Drew,
Ill show you how a car works!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew walked with Max and he pulled up a chair for Drew
to stand on. Max didnt wait for him to climb up; he lifted him in the air by
the waist and waited until he was steady before he let him go. Max began to
point to the engine, naming each part for Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew absorbed it like a sponge. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was so cool!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam told Janice she could stay if she wanted. Although
it seemed strange to him at first, the idea of having a mother watch as he
fucked her little boy made Adam rock hard. Adam looked around until he found a
mask he liked. It would cover his face and since he had no tattoos he didnt
have to worry about them marking him for the police. The mask he picked would
cover his face completely like dark nylon. His jaw and general outline would
show but that would be all. The best part was his breathing and voice wouldnt
be hampered by the fabric. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He went over to Brady.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey buddy; you
know why I have to wear this?</b> He held up the mask. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My
Dad used to wear one when we made movies. Hes in jail now<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam felt his voice die in his throat. The boys
openness surprised him and he felt guilty for what he was about to do. He took
a moment to clear his thoughts.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey Brady, if
you dont want to do this you dont have too. I dont care what your mother says;
this is between the two of us<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The small boy looked up. Adam had squatted down so they
could talk, but he still dwarfed the boy by an incredible amount. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its ok</b> he
said, a little too timidly for Adams liking. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Are you gonna hit me?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Bradys words stunned Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Hit you? Hell no, why do you think I would hit you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sometimes I get
spanked and sometimes.</b> He didnt finish.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked over to Tony, his big shoulders bunched up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>She told you
hes been through almost everything</b> he stated for Adam. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats why hes even more popular than you
and.your number one star</b> Tony didnt use Drews name and Adam was
grateful for it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked Brady in the eyes. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I wont be hitting you at all</b> he said firmly. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like sex?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady nodded.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like to suck
a mans cock?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Again Brady nodded.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>I like to get fucked too</b> he said, as if
every boy his age understood what that meant. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>My Dad used to do it and then his friends <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded. It seemed like Brady was comfortable with
sex at least when there was no hitting. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well buddy, Im
a pretty big guy</b> he waited for that to sink in. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You want me to fuck you?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady smiled and nodded once more.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled back and rubbed Bradys head. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont be scared of the mask, its me
underneath alright? And remember, therell be no hitting. Were gonna take it
slow. I know what Im doing. Youre only getting what you can take and no more</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady was relaxed and it was clear he had been through
this before. <span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>Tony came over and took
Brady to the sofa to tell him about the film. Adam went to Janice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Can I stay and
watch? </b>she asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at her small frame. His thick shoulders rose
up as he remembered Bradys question about hitting. He didnt like her. This
woman did anything to her child for the sake of money. And it was lucky for her
husband that he was already in jail. Adam closed the gap between them so she
had to look up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You can do
whatever you want. Just dont interfere while I work<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her face showed her surprise. Adam held her eyes until
she looked away establishing his dominance over her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course</b>
she said with a slight tremble in her voice. Janice was used to men being in
control and Adam knew better than anyone how to handle women, although
truthfully he liked a little fight before he broke them down. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stepped away and put the mask on. He pulled off his
shirt and both Janice and Brady watched him closely. Janice had never seen such
a strong man before. Tony went behind the camera and nodded to Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady sat on the sofa as Adam came into frame. He looked
up at the massive man and Adam saw some fear in his eyes. He knew the boy
couldnt see his face so he reached up and lifted the mask so he could see him.
He grinned and winked at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey</b>
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady gave him a big smile. Adam let the mask down and lifted
Brady into his arms. The small boy hugged his thick neck and Adam leaned close
to his ear.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wont hurt you
Brady</b> he said softly so only the boy could hear him.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont
be scared of me</b> He could feel the child relax in his arms. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Kiss me</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady started to kiss Adams neck and broad shoulders.
His small hands ran over the thick muscles under Adams skin. He felt the man
rub and knead his small ass. Tony zoomed in on Bradys mouth loving Adams
body. He went over the loose script with Adam but he knew in the end Adam would
do whatever he wanted. Since the success of his movies spoke for themselves,
Tony never complained. For the most part he just started the camera when Adam
came in and filmed whatever happened. <span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took hold of Bradys small legs and gently lowered
him down some. Like a true professional, Brady kissed at Adams muscled chest,
holding on to the mans huge biceps. Tony filmed the childs small fingers
gripping at the heavy muscle of Adams arms. The boys soft lips ran up and
down the rippled muscle of Adams torso for a few minutes until he was placed
on the ground. Adam took him by the back of the neck and pulled his face
against his stomach. Brady kissed him but went farther by pulling at the dark
hair running down the center with his lips. His innocent eyes looked up at Adam
and were rewarded with the strong fingers at his neck rubbing him tenderly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady felt himself pushed down until he was face to face
with Adams bulging crotch. He never hesitated. He kissed at the warm mound
with his tender lips while his hands ran slowly up and down Adams hard thighs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam gently rubbed the boys hair with one hand as the
boy worked his lips across his throbbing bulge, careful not to cover him up
from view. He let the kid do his thing while Tony filmed it. He worked with
Tony enough to know not to rush anything with the kids. The whole point was to
take the time to show how much children could enjoy sex the way adults could.
So Adam let the boy play. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Without a word from Adam, Brady began to lick at the
thick mound before him while he looked up at the masked muscle man.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good boy</b>
Adam encouraged him. He kept his hand tight behind Bradys head. It was clear
the kid knew what to do but Adam was used to leading and wasnt about to give
up control. He gently moved Bradys head around as the boy lapped at his
crotch. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You want that? </b>he
asked hypnotically. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady nodded his head and began to lick faster. His
small hands gripped the jeans covering Adams thighs. Adam put his hands on his
hips and looked down at the 10 year old boy. Tony panned the camera out to show
Adams size versus the small child at his feet and slowly worked in to the boys
tongue wetting Adams stuffed crotch. Adam watched the boy lick at him for a
good two minutes before he spoke his next command. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go get it <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady reached up and unzipped Adams jeans. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady had had more sex in his young life than most
adults would have to old age, but still his eyes widened when Adams heavy
prick flopped out of his pants and hung in the air. Adam watched him closely
from behind his mask. Now what kid? He thought to himself. Brady swallowed the
spit in his mouth, as if to clear more room, and attacked the beastly prick in
front of him like it was Christmas morning. His lips spread apart and he engulfed
the throbbing head in one pass. Adams face would have shown surprise if it
could have been seen. The boys lips sucked at the thick head with a lusty
hunger that made Adam grin.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it boy,
suck that dick!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady looked up and Adam could tell he was susceptible
to verbal foreplay. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is that cock too
big for <span class=SpellE>you</span> kid?</b> Adam teased and it had the
effect he knew it would. Brady moaned and stretched his lips farther down the
length of Adams big dick. His small hands wrapped around the fat shaft like it
was a giant python and Adam couldnt help but admire the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady sucked at Adams massive prick for long minutes
while Tony zoomed in and out. He panned Adams huge chest and bulging arms and
moved down to Bradys hungry mouth feasting on the great cock offered him. As
good as Brady was, physics couldnt be changed. Adam was a full grown man with
an enormous prick while Brady was a little boy. An eager boy to be sure, but a
little one none the less. Only a third of Adams cock was wet with the kids spit,
the rest remaining forever out of reach from Bradys soft lips. The boys
cheeks bulged out with the effort of keeping Adams immense girth inside and
Adam could feel his cock head at the very back of Bradys throat. But unless
Brady was in the circus, there was no way he was going to be swallowing the
cock in his mouth any time in the next few years. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Get those
clothes off boy</b> Adam ordered him. Brady pulled off his shirt, taking
Adams cock out for just the length of time it took to get the shirt over his head.
Then he unsnapped his jean shorts and worked them down his thin legs as he
sucked on Adam. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down and saw Bradys dick raging hard
between his legs, the way he knew it would be. The boy didnt bother to stroke
himself; his hands had a much bigger job, currently curled around the massive
shaft between Adams adult legs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eat that dick! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady moaned as he sucked, glancing up at Adams masked
face every moment or so. Adam gave him another minute before he hauled him
abruptly up off the floor, his big cock popping out of the childs wet mouth.
He dropped Brady on the bed nearby and reached for some lube. Without a word to
the boy, he flipped him on his stomach and pulled him back until his ass was
raised in the air at the edge of the bed. Adam put one big hand on the boys
back and pressed down, not hard but just enough to tell the kid he wasnt to
move. Brady tucked his arms into his small chest and remained in place while
Adam began to rub the lube against his ass.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam turned slightly so Tony could zoom in on his thick
cock. He kicked off his shoes and pushed his jeans down, now only wearing the
black mask he stood completely naked for Tony to film. He reached down and
began to slowly stroke his big dick with one hand, moving it up and down the
heavy shaft as it throbbed within his grasp. He let it go and it bounced in the
air, all ten inches of it. He moved his hips from side to side slightly so it
waved for the camera then he stroked it some more. He gripped it by the base
and squeezed it hard so it swelled up to its impressive full thickness. Then he
pushed it down and let it spring back up on its own, slapping his muscled
stomach with a thud. It bounced up and down in the air, his hairy balls hanging
low between his strong legs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached for the lube and filled the palm of his
hand up. He worked it around his fat shaft until his cock glistened with the
slippery gel. Once more he made his big dick bounce high for Tonys watchful
lens. This time it left a shiny imprint on his stomach.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam squeezed Bradys small ass cheeks and pulled them
gently apart. He lightly slapped the kid every so often to prepare him for the
fuck of his life. He reached down and pulled at the boys hard dick with one
hand, squeezing it with just enough pressure to make Brady moan.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You be a good
boy now<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved behind the child and lined his huge prick up
with the baby soft ass. With one hand he spread apart the white cheeks while he
rubbed his slick cock head against the wet hole. The boy moved back slightly in
anticipation. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Damn! Adam thought. He really fucking wants it!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put his hand firmly on the small of Bradys back
and began to push his dick against the childs asshole. It wouldnt give at
first. Adam moved against it with more pressure, and like magic, the hole gave
way. His fat head began to open the tiny ass up and, to Adams disbelief, the
head of his dick lodged itself fully inside the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Jesus boy! Whos been fucking you? Adam thought. At
first he didnt move, mostly because he couldnt believe Brady actually took
him in and then he was lost in thought for a moment. If Brady could do this,
maybe Drew could also?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was snapped quickly back to the present as he felt
Bradys asshole clutch his cock. He took the boys hips in both his hands and
slowly began to fuck him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady threw his head back and moaned loudly. Adam
watched the boy carefully and slowed down, not sure if he was hurting him or
not. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You did it
buddy. You got my big dick in your ass</b> Adam tried to encourage him. He
waited for Bradys moans to die down to a quiet roar before he picked up the
pace. He was so small and Adam was sure he wouldnt be able to take his cock,
but here he was with almost three full inches inside his ass. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Easy kid, nice
and easy</b> he said hypnotically as he fucked gently into the boy. Tony took
no chances and moved up until he wasnt five feet from the action, his camera
ever ready to capture whatever magic Adam conjured up. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady turned his head and Adam saw how red in the face
he was. He immediately slowed his fucking down and pulled his cock out so all
but the head was inside. The lads face relaxed almost right away. Adam
squeezed the kids cheeks with his hands, trying to loosen him up. He felt the
boys hole grip and spasm around his big prick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Relax son</b>
Adam said, not meaning to call Brady that but it came out anyway. This had an
unexpected effect on the boy whose ass opened up for Adams heavy shaft. Adam
took the opportunity and sunk into him just a little more. Brady moaned again
but this time with no frustration. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my boy</b>
Adam said softly. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddys here</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Long minutes past as Adam worked his mighty cock into
young Bradys ass. The boy was really getting into it now and began to throw
his head from side to side.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Adam held
onto his hips as he fucked into the child with firm but careful strokes. He was
ever watchful for any pain he would cause the boy. His beastly prick raged
between his legs and he felt his large balls fill up with cream for the child. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady shook violently and Adam felt warm fluid shoot
against his hand. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady had cum.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That it buddy,
cum for me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The kids moans filled the room as he shot his load
across the bed sheets. Adam felt his asshole clutch down on his throbbing prick
and he knew now was the time. He held the boys hips tightly and pushed inside
a good two inches. Brady let out a howl that would put a lion to shame and his
ass gripped Adam so tightly that the big man felt his heavy balls boil over. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>FUCK YEAH!</b>
he cried as he came like a bull in Bradys ass.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony watched through the camera lens as the two lovers
came in front of him. He squatted down just in time to catch Bradys cock
erupting all over the bed and Adams cock throbbing like mad during his orgasm
inside the kids small body. When Adam pulled out his dick it was covered in
thick white cream which literally poured out of the childs twitching asshole.
Brady moaned loudly at the absence of Adams big dick and he buried his head
into the mattress in exhaustion. Adam rubbed the boys abused ass tenderly and
then leaned over him, completely covering him up with his muscled frame. Tony
pulled the camera back a few feet to film the size difference between the adult
man and the little boy under him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You alright?</b>
Adam asked the child in no more than a whisper. Brady nodded his head and
moaned out a yes. When he turned his head to Adam the man could see a smile on
his face. Adam squeezed the kids small body in his strong arms and laughed. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good boy! </b>He moved off the boy and
helped him to his feet. As he did he happened to glance across the room to see
Janice with her dress up and fingering herself into her own orgasm.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>For some reason this made Adam furious. He took Brady to
the sofa and sat him down telling him to stay there and then he moved out of
frame.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony looked up not sure what was happening. Usually Adam
ended the film with hugging or kissing or something, but he never simply walked
away. He watched him storm past and move to Janice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janices eyes ran over his muscled frame and big dick. She
stopped stroking her pussy and pulled her dress down as he came closer. Before
she could do anything, he had her by the arm and hauled her up from her chair. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>HEY!</b> she
cried out as she was dragged/carried across the room. Tony looked at Adam not
sure what was happening. His hand was still on the camera though and like a
true professional kept filming. Adam put Janice in front of the bed and then
took hold of her dress and ripped it from her body. Her small hands came up to
shop him but he ignored her useless protest. He put one hand on her chest and Janice
was thrown back on the bed as her feet swept out from under her. Brady, her ten
year old son, watched nearby. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony filmed the scene between them but the boy was too
far away to get in frame unfortunately. Tony made a mental note to either bring
another camera next time or find out exactly what Adam was going to do before
they started. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What are you
doing?</b> She asked, truly fearful. Before she could say anything else Adam
shoved two big fingers in her mouth and told her to suck on them. Janice did as
she was told, more out of fright then desire. Adam moved them around her
tongue.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Spread your
legs</b> he ordered her. Janice complied as her mouth stayed busy on his
fingers. Adam pulled them out and stuck them up her pussy. Janices back arched
as he invaded her moist cunt with his rough hand. It took all of thirty seconds
for Adam to get her to moan. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pointed to some straps near the bed and told Brady to
get them. The small boy moved instantly and Tony finally got the child in frame
as he handed them to Adam. Adam took his hand out and quickly used the straps
to bind Janices legs to the bed posts. He put the straps around her thighs,
just over each knee and pulled them until her legs were sufficiently spread apart.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pointed to the sofa and told Brady to have a seat.
Tony cursed him for that since Brady would be out of frame but wasnt about to
stop the action. He filmed as Adam continued to finger fuck the small woman
until she squirmed on the bed, raising her hips up to meet his strong fingers. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like that
bitch?</b> he teased her. Janice nodded her head, her voice too unstable to
speak. He made her feel so good.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam fingered her until her pussy literally dripped with
juice. He walked around to the side of the bed and waved his dick at her while
he reached over and toyed with her cunt again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Bet you want my
big dick in your tight little pussy dont you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her eyes widened at the sight of his incredible cock so
close to her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>GOD YES!</b>
she cried out as her pussy dripped on the bed from his probing fingers.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Made you hot
didnt it?</b> he asked her, stroking his huge prick in front of her. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Watching me fuck your son in the ass<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice nodded her head, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>YES! I FUCKING LOVED IT<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam forced four fingers into her cunt making her whole
body jump. Janices groan of pleasure was deafening. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Bet you would
have liked to see me slap him around?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>OH YES!</b> she
cried out, rubbing her cunt against his big fingers, trying to fuck herself on
them.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Make that little
boy cry as I fucked him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>YES!!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams big fingers pulled apart her pussy lips and he stroked
at her exposed clit with his thumb. She gripped at him with her pussy, begging
him to fuck her. She reached over and wrapped her fingers around his massive
prick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are we fucking
dating bitch? </b>he growled at her, looking at her hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice didnt say a word. In fact she didnt know what
to do. Her body froze up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Get your hand
off my dick!</b> he barked. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice released him but continued to juice around his
fingers. Adam pushed her cunt lips as far apart as he could. He lifted his hand
up and slapped her pussy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Light flashed before her eyes as the pain shot up her
body from between her legs. She looked at Adam but before she could say
anything he pushed three big fingers inside, making her cunt catch on fire with
desire for him. He twisted them and rubbed her clit roughly with his
thumb.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>She did her best to spread her
legs apart but the straps held her tight. Adam pulled out his hand and slapped
her again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The force of the blow made her shift upward on the bed. She
clawed at the straps to untie herself, afraid of what he would do to her. Adam grabbed
her hands and pinned them near her head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You going
somewhere bitch?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Even untied she was no match for Adam and Janice wasnt
about to piss him off further. She shook her head, looking up into the black
mask that completely covered his face. His thickly muscled body towered over
her and made her tremble with fear and wonton lust.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Get back to your
spot you fucking cunt! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice swallowed hard and scooted down to where she was
before. Adam watched her, his big muscles pumped up and ready for action. He
walked to the end of the bed and looked between her legs. He reached out and
finger fucked her pussy. She responded the way he knew she would, like a beast
in the woods! </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like that
you fucking whore?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice nodded and moaned as he fingered her. She looked
up at his muscled frame standing between her legs. He was incredible and she
was completely at his mercy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now you can
either do what I say or Im gonna beat the living fuck out of you!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pinched at her clit with his thumb and forefinger
and Janice was almost lost in the pleasure he gave her. She focused just long
enough to answer him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes Sir!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He took out his fingers and held them up at her. Janice
sat up on her elbows and leaned forward to take them in her mouth. She sucked
on them, tasting her own juice. She sucked all four in her mouth until they
were clean. Adam then grabbed her face and pushed her on her back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He inserted his thick fingers in her pussy and moved
them around until he heard her moan. He watched her writhe on the bed. He knew
how to make almost anyone respond to his touch. He always had this gift, even
as a teenager. Adam could make just about any man, woman or child cum if he
choose. Right now he had something else in mind for Janice. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>In one quick motion he pulled his hand back and slapped
her pussy again. Janice cried out and looked up as her small body moved on the
bed. When she realized she was no longer in place, she quickly moved back in
position, having learned from her previous mistake. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>Adam rewarded her with a few thick fingers
past her swollen pussy lips. He used his other hand to tighten the straps so
she wouldnt move as much. It was clear to him that he had given her too much
freedom, although he was pleased with her efforts to make him happy. He pumped
his fingers deep inside her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna be a
good girl?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes Sir</b> she
replied meekly as her clit throbbed with pleasure. After a good minute of
stroking which Janice didnt deserve as far as he was concerned, Adam looked
over his shoulder at her son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come here kid<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady came over and Adam pointed to his big dick. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady engulfed the massive cockhead with a hungry lust
and began to suck on it. Adams hand moved to the back of the childs neck and
held him close.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>The other hand continued
to fuck Janices pussy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good boy Son.
Suck that big dick<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady moaned around the fat cock in his mouth and
gripped at it possessively with his lips. Tony was zooming in on the childs
mouth and Adams strong arm holding the boy in place. This was too good to be
true, he thought as he filmed the muscle man and his new family.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look at you</b>
Adam said encouragingly. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look at what a
good boy you are</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady looked up as he sucked on Adam, happy to be there
and nowhere else in the world. His small lips worked on the massive prick in
his mouth and his cheeked bulged with the size of Adams throbbing cockhead. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony was beside himself. None of this was supposed to
happen. Not only did Adam do the impossible by fucking little Brady with his
big dick, but now he had the boys mother tied down on the bed while he openly
abused her in front of her Son. Even though he had filmed countless sex scenes,
Tony was undecided on what to capture on camera, the action with Adam and
Janice, or Adam and Brady. The boy was sucking Adams heavy prick like a champ
but Janice was moaning like a bitch in heat from Adams finger fucking. Tony
went back and forth, afraid to miss a crucial shot from either of Adams sex
partners. Damn him for springing this with no warning, Tony thought as he
filmed Bradys spit dripping from the shaft of Adams throbbing prick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled at the boy under his mask. He couldnt
believe how well the boy could suck dick at such a young age. Drew could never
take his cock like Brady could, but then again Adam thought, Drew was only
having sex with him and he never forced the boy to do anything he didnt want.
Truth be told, Adam didnt let Drew do the things he really wanted because of
his size and age. Drew was never allowed to take his cum in his mouth even
though the boy struggled to do so. He wasnt allowed to be fucked either,
although Adams urge to pump his son was at an all time high. Drew was becoming
more sexually aggressive with almost every session and Adams big dick was only
too happy to please the child. If not for his intense love for the boy, Drew
would have been fucked long ago. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>FUCK HIS MOUTH!</b>
Janice cried out as she watched her son suck Adams heavy prick. Adam looked at
her and squeezed her clit in his fingers making her shudder in pain.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>SHUT THE FUCK UP
BITCH!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice cried out but managed to obey him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Shes gonna learn her lesson one way or another, Adam
thought as he gently rubbed Bradys thin neck. The boy was really showing off
his skills as he slobbered and nursed deeply on the throbbing Daddy dick
between Adams hairy legs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Such a good
little boy</b> Adam praised him as he fingered Janices dripping cunt. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony wished he could film Janices face as Adam berated
her but had to settle for the action with Brady instead. Where is he going with
this? Tony thought, just as Adam pulled his dick from the childs hungry mouth.
He walked over to his jeans and pulled his thick leather belt free. He went
back to Janice and wrapped it around her waist, threading the leather until it
was snug against her. He tested it by pulling it up. Janice immediately rose
with it, her body lifting as much as the straps would allow. Adam seemed satisfied
and let her drop as he turned back to Brady.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Bradys dick was rock hard from sucking him just as he
knew it would be. He reached down and lifted the boy up putting him between Janices
legs. His big hand rubbed at Bradys excited cock for a moment and then he
pushed it inside the womans wet cunt.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck her little
buddy</b> he said to the boy, who immediately began to thrust his hips back
and forth. Adam moved close behind him and ran his heavy prick up and down the
childs smooth back and ass. He watched the small boy hump into his mothers
cunt, making sure he was getting as much pleasure from her as possible. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Feels good huh?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady looked up and smiled, clearly in agreement. Adam
let the boy enjoy her for a moment and then gently rubbed his massive prick
against the childs ass. Tony thought for sure Adam was going to fuck the boy
again and he zoomed his camera in on the action. Adam wasnt cooperating with
Tony though and he moved his dick past the kids soft cheeks and between his
legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam wrapped one muscled arm around Bradys thin waist
and pulled him against his brawny torso. Tony watched in disbelief as Adams heavy
prick sunk into Janices pussy along with Bradys. Janice let out a moan that
was so loud it vibrated the walls. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned down at Brady. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Hear that kid? She wants my dick even more than you do!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pushed into her until he topped out in her cunt,
leaving a good four inches of his massive prick for Tony to film. Brady of
course was sunk to the limit being held in place by Adams hard shaft and his
mothers wet lips. <span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Lets fuck her
buddy!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony had never filmed anything like this before. His
hands sweat and only because he was such a professional, they didnt shake. The
framed Adams hips pumping between Janices legs, then panned closer to capture
the mans beastly prick spreading her lips so far apart it looked as if she
would split. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Of course having Bradys rock hard prick resting on top
of Adams made the entire film. The boy was literally made to fuck his mother
as his body went along for the ride, and Adam didnt look like he was going to
stop any time soon. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice threw her head from side to side as Adam and
Brady fucked into her.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Adam was by far
at the upper limit in size that Janice had ever taken. Being small as she was made
her a favorite of her husbands friends, but that was now working against her
as Adam showed her no mercy. The straps held her in place but the worst of it came
when Adam took hold of the belt. He rammed his mighty prick into her stretched
out cunt, pulling her against him with the belt as he did. Janice felt like she
was being impaled by a baseball bat as the heavily muscled masked man fucked
her mercilessly as he held her son in his large arm. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady threw his head back and moaned as Adam moved him back
and forth inside his mother.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sweat ran down Tonys face and into his eyes as he
filmed the spontaneous sex. Adam was like an animal, drilling Janice for his
own pleasure, which was different from what Tony was used to. He knew how to
film Adam to hide the fact that the big man wasnt really abusing the kids.
Adam drew a fine line between sex and violence and Tony was more than aware of
how he felt about hurting any child. God forbid the person who fucked with
Drew, Tony thought. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice however, received no such consideration. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam used her like a hole, not caring if she was in
pleasure or pain. Even masked Tony could tell Adams attention was focused on
Brady and not his mother. He didnt even think Adam was aware of him being
filmed anymore because he made no move to make Tonys job easier like he
usually did. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady moaned and he felt Adams strong arm squeeze him
tenderly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it buddy,
fuck her with me!</b> Adam thrust his hips deep into the tight cunt, rubbing
his thick cock against the childs rock hard pecker. He pressed his strong body
against the boys back making sure the kids cock never left the over-stretched
pussy. Brady shuddered as Adam stroked the boys raging prick with his meaty
shaft. The boy was lost in intense pleasure and Adam was sure no one had ever
taken the time to make the kid feel this good.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony moved in to show the boys face. His tiny body
rested against the heavy muscle man behind him and Tony panned down to show his
throbbing dick thrusting in and out of his mothers cunt. Bradys legs weakly
held him up but Tony was sure that if it werent for Adam, the boy would fall
down under his own weight. Janice looked as if she couldnt decide to cry or
moan. She was so small compared to Adam, but hell, Brady had taken the mans dick
up his ass, so what was she complaining about? Granted, Adam didnt fuck the
kid like he did Janice and as incredible as the film was, Tony knew Adam gave
the boy only what he could actually handle. The same couldnt be said for other
partners Brady had, Tony was sure. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Feel good son?</b>
Adam asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Brady looked up at him through hazy eyes. His head
seemed to nod but Tony couldnt be sure. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Let it out
buddy, Ive got you</b> Adams deep voice reassured the boy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck me!</b>
Janice managed to moan, lifting her head up to look at them. This seemed to
enrage Adam who tugged at the belt and lifted her up in the air. He pushed his
hips forward and shoved his big dick into her with such force that Janice
yelped in surprise. The heavy leather cut into her waist as Adam rapidly fucked
her abused pussy while keeping her lower body suspended above the bed. Like a
true star Adam never let go of Brady and took the boy on the ride of his life. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>OH FUCK!!</b>
she howled. <span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled the boy against him and looked down as the
child went through his intense fucking. The big man pushed upward and brought
Janice down with the belt to give Brady a tight hole to fuck. Brady was in
heaven, not knowing what felt better, his mothers dripping pussy or Adams
huge prick rubbing against him. He felt the mans large muscles against his
back and when he looked up at the masked man he came.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Damn</b> Tony
muttered to himself as he filmed Brady cum. Adam slowed down his thrusting but
kept Janice aloft, not caring if she was enjoying it or not. As soon as Brady
finished, he seemed to slump against Adam, much like Drew would, and he watched
Adams strong arm wrap tighter around the childs waist. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Its about the boy, Tony thought to himself. This whole
thing was about giving the boy pleasure. He watched how Adams every movement
seemed to stimulate the kid at the expense of the woman. Adam gently pulled the
boy until his cock was out of Janices pussy and he carried him back, letting
Janice drop back to the bed without even a glance. She moaned at the space left
by Adams mighty prick but if Adam heard her he didnt acknowledge it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took Brady to the sofa and laid him gently down on
the cushions. He leaned in and whispered something in his ear that made the
child groan softly. Adam stood up and looked down at Brady for a moment and
then turned to the woman.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony lifted his head up so he could see with his own
eyes what Adam was going to do. The floor creaked with his weight as Adam moved
back between her legs and he grabbed the belt with one hand. Janice was held
tightly in place as Adam sunk his fat dick back inside her pussy and fucked her
with all his might.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony leaned back down to look through the lens and
filmed as Adams hips blurred between her small legs. Janice grunted like an
animal but he could tell it was more pain than pleasure. The hard muscles on
Adams arms stuck out as he pulled at her, to bring her in with every savage
thrust. And just when Tony thought the woman would pass out, Adam pulled out
his cock, raised his hand up, and slapped her across the face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The loud crack rang through the room and her head
snapped back with the blow. Tony had no delusions that Adam used his full
strength because Janice was still awake after she was struck. Adam could have
killed her if he wanted and Janice had no idea how lucky she was that he could
hold his strength in check. Tony witnessed firsthand how the big man could
control his massive frame in the height of an orgasm. Just ask Drew. The boy
was never afraid of his Dad because Adam never gave him reason too. He was
always in complete control and today was no difference. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He grabbed his huge prick and pushed it between the
cheeks of her smooth ass. Janice had no chance to protest because she was still
recovering from the blow to her face, and by the time she realized what Adam
was about to do, he shoved his monstrous prick up her ass. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janice screamed. White light flashed in front of her
eyes as Adam split her in two.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took hold of her strapped thighs and fucked her
hard.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janices hands came up and she beat at him in a vain
attempt to free herself from the assault but Adam simply ignored her. He thrust
and thrust until she finally slumped back on the bed, crying from the abuse,
her body thrashing on the bed in protest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A minute later, which Tony was sure seemed like an
eternity to Janice, Adam came up her ass. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He unloaded inside of her and pulled out his wet prick
but instead of moving away he thrust it into her pussy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janices eyes flew open again as her pain was replaced
by pleasure. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam leaned over her, his massive body held up by his
strong arms. He growled through his mask.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>CUM YOU FUCKING
BITCH!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He drilled her cunt for all of thirty seconds before
Janice had the orgasm of her life!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Who the fuck are you? Tony thought to himself as Adam
made the woman cum. Are you a rapist, a pedophile or a loving Father? </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Janices whole body strained against the straps and her
hands pushed against Adams hairy chest as her pussy gripped his prick
hungrily. Adam fucked her hard until he was sure she was finished, then pulled
his dick out and looked her over.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony could see the mans big cock was still full. As
usual Adam was ready to go the distance. Janice lay immobile on the bed and
Adam seemingly satisfied, lost interest. He turned back to Brady.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Stop the film</b>
he said not bothering to turn to Tony but clearly unaware that he was being
filmed in the first place. Tony knew better than to challenge Adam just then, not
having ever been at odds with him, and wasnt about to start now. He turned off
the camera.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled off his mask and threw it on the floor. He
lifted up Brady in his arms and rubbed his nose against the kids face lovingly.
Bradys eyes opened and he smiled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Lets take a
shower buddy</b> and with that he carried Brady out the room. Tony walked to
Janice and looked between her legs. Saying the woman had been fucked was the
understatement of the year. Her ass was bright red and her pussy lips were
swollen from the abuse. Even her face still glowed where Adam struck her. She
seemed to either be asleep or unconscious. Either way, Tony decided to leave
her alone. He heard the shower run and Tony used the time to pack up his
equipment not sure how she was going to react when she came to. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Just over five minutes later Adam came out with Brady,
the boy still held in his arms. Adam looked at Janice and stopped to set Brady
down by the door. He said something to the boy and when he moved away Brady
stayed where he was. Adam took away the straps that held Janice and closed her
legs. He pushed her up on the bed and leaned down to her ear and spoke
something to her that Tony couldnt hear. Janice nodded her head to whatever
was said to her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put his pants on and then his shoes and socks
before he went back to Brady. He knelt down and spoke to the boy who smiled
after a moment. Adam reached up and ruffled the kids hair and Brady wrapped
his arms around his neck to hug him tight. Adam patted the kid on the back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Just before they were about to leave Tony saw Janice sit
up on the bed and look around for her clothes. Brady had gotten dressed and sat
on the sofa looking at a magazine. Tony locked the door behind them, knowing
she would leave by another exit. Once in the car he turned to Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>GOD DAMN!</b>
he said with a grin. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>WHAT THE FUCK WAS
THAT?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt smile. He looked out the front window.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That was a
little payback for past dues <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Past dues? What
does that mean?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam finally turned to him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Did you hear the kids question about getting hit? He thought I was
there to hurt him!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony took a moment. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So
you fucked the woman to teach her a lesson?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No I fucked her
to make the kid feel good. I slapped that bitch to teach her a lesson and shes
lucky thats all I did. If it wasnt for her son being in the room I would have
beat the shit out of her!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony couldnt help but laugh. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Only you Adam, only you!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When Sue opened the door to her house she found her son
Drew cradled in the arms of a large teenage boy. He was beat up and her mind
immediately connected the rugged teenager to her sons condition.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What did you do
to him?</b> she had her arms out, taking Drew from him. The teenager didnt
let her, pushing past her instead.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I didnt do
anything, but Im about too </b>he moved to the living room and put Drew on
the sofa. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I think hes alright but you
might want to take him to the hospital to be sure<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What happened to
him?</b> she said loudly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Some kids beat
him up. I got there before they could do him any real harm but they ran away
when they saw me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sue looked the boy over. He was big, huge muscles on his
body. She had never seen him before; his kind didnt live in this neighborhood.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Who are you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He held out his hand. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Im Max. I fixed Drews bike for him</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sue remembered and shook his hand. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>That was you?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah that was
me</b> He looked at Drew and nodded his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You let your mom take care of you now and Ill see you later little
brother<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sue looked from Drew to Max as the large boy walked back
to the front door. She followed him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What are you
going to do?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max turned with a mean look on his face. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im going to pay a visit to Drews
friends. Think of me as the neighborhood watch!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sue liked the boy. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Make
sure you say hello for me!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max grinned and stormed out of the house. Sue went back
to Drew, picking up her keys.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Were going to
the hospital baby. Dont you worry; Max will take care of your friends<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max had no intention of letting anyone hurt his newfound
fan club. So what if Drew was the only member! He walked down to the hardware
store and found his buddy working in the back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DUDE!</b> Max
hollered. The dark haired kid turned to Max and grinned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>MAX! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max laid out the story and asked Marty if he knew the
kids. Marty knew everyone in town. He had lived here with his family his whole
life and since his father owned the hardware store they came across almost
everyone at one point or another. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah the kids
are punks but theyre just a bunch of pussies. He has a brother named Jake,
goes to my high school. He wont give you any problems though<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max asked Marty where they lived and what Jake looked
like. Marty did better than that. He printed out their address from the stores
computer and handed it to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks man, I
owe you one</b> He reached out and pulled Marty into a quick hug. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This stays between us</b> Max said
firmly. Marty watched as Max left, happy to stay on the good side of things.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max found Jake not an hour later very near the house
Marty sent him to. He didnt see Sammy anywhere but that could wait for a
while. Jake wasnt alone, he had two friends with him, all punks as far as Max
was concerned. Max waited until they moved into the garage, he lifted off his
shirt, and went to introduce himself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew lay in his bed that night feeling numb from the
drugs the doctor gave him. Nothing was broken but he had a badly twisted wrist which
would put him in a sling for a good week. The rest would heal with time.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was about midnight when he heard a light tapping at
his window. He turned to see Max grinning at him. Drew immediately perked up
when he saw his new friend and climbed out of bed, turning once to make sure
the bedroom door was closed. He unlocked his window and Max lifted it up. He
had climbed up the side of the house and was sitting on the roof outside Drews
room.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey little
brother, how are you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im alright</b>
Drew said sheepishly. He told Max about the hospital visit and the sling he
currently wore. Max reached out with one hand and ran it up Drews injured arm.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Tell me what and
who did this</b> Max said sternly, his eyes lost in thought.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew swallowed, hesitant to say much to Max. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My mom likes you</b> he said instead. Max
looked right at him, his words bringing him back to the here and now.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh yeah?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>She says you
stormed out of the house to beat them up<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max shrugged. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well,
I had to settle for the older brotherat least for now</b> His eyes focused on
Drew again. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now answer my question
about what happened</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was unable to evade Max any longer. He told him
about Sammy and his friends. There were more of them this time, five to be
exact. They waited until Drew was alone before they struck. It was sheer luck
he was near Maxs house when it happened or it might have been too late. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I didnt see
them all when I ran up</b> Max said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Except
that fat kid</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Max what did you
do?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Their eyes locked for a moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I took care of
it <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews face showed his confusion and he started to ask
another question but Max interrupted him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Am I your big
brother or not?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew felt warmth run through his body at Maxs question.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You are <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max lifted up one arm, made a thick muscle with his
bicep and he gave Drew a wicked grin.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre fucking
right I am!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moved forward and hugged Max with his good arm. Max
squeezed him back and Drew gave off a small whimper of pain.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sorry buddy</b>
Max looked him over. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You getting any
sleep?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Not really</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max told him to move back and he climbed in the window.
He carefully walked to the door and locked it before he turned to Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Get in bed<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew lay back down and rolled to his left side so his
right arm would bear no weight. He felt the bed dip deeply as Maxs body
climbed beside him. One big arm snaked around Drews small waist and Max pulled
him gently against him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He leaned in and spoke in Drews ear.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whos your big
brother?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew couldnt help but sigh. Max felt so good next to
him with his strong arm wrapped protectively around him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You are Max</b>
he voice replied softly. Max gave a small laugh and hugged Drew tenderly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sleep little
brotherIve got you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew drifted off in peaceful slumber, safe in his
brothers muscled arms.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles was on the phone with Adam to let him know that
Drew was alright. This was the first time anything had happened to the boy and
Charles wasnt about to get caught in the crossfire. It was best to tell Adam
now then have to explain later why he didnt, especially since he was the one
that dropped Drew off all the time.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles went through the story as it was told to him and
Adam listened intently to each and every word. When he got to the part about
Drews teenage savior Adams interest peaked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So the same boy
that fixed his bike actually stopped them from beating him up further<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did you see
him?</b> Adam asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No but Sue did.
She said he looked pretty tough. In fact I dont think those kids will be
messing around with Drew anytime soon from what she told me about him. Shes
gonna have him over for dinner soon</b> Charles said, trying to rest Adams
fears. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So who is he?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I think Drew
said his name was Max<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles didnt know what he expected, but silence wasnt
it. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hello?</b> he said, after a
moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>One hundred and sixty four miles away, Adam Blake stood
bolt upright from his chair. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>CHAPTER TEN</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew woke up feeling rested. He stretched out his legs
and turned his body slightly expecting to rub up against Max, but he was alone
in bed. He frowned, confused for a moment because he could smell Max with him.
He sat up and looked around. His window was closed but he could see it wasnt
locked. He glanced at the door to his room and found it closed but unlocked as
well. Max must have done that before he left. Drew noticed something on his
pillow. It was a white ribbed muscle shirt, the kind that Max always wore. Drew
brought it to his face. He could smell Max all over it. He smiled to himself
thinking of his new friend and how much like his Dad the boy was. He climbed
out of bed, careful of his arm and put Maxs shirt in his dresser under his own
clothes. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After his shower he went downstairs to have breakfast
with his mother and Charles. Charles said nothing to him of speaking with Adam
about what happened, let alone bringing Max up in the conversation. His mother
however seemed pleased.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He seems like a
nice boy </b>she said about Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>When
you see him again make sure you invite him over for diner honey </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded his head, not telling his mother that Max
had slept with him. He knew better, from years of being with his Father. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill drive you
to school today </b>she said, taking some more bacon. Charles looked
surprised.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you going to
be speaking to the principle about what happened?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She shook her head.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
No. I think the matter will handle itself </b>she finished, drinking her
orange juice. Charles looked over to Drew, clearly confused. Drew shrugged his
shoulders not knowing what was going on either.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
</span>It wasnt like his mom to run from a fight. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After they ate Drew packed himself into the car and
thought about Max as they drove to school.</p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam needed information and he needed it fast. After
trying on his own and failing, he realized of the many ways to get what he
needed, there was one way that guaranteed results. He parked his truck to the
side of the building and walked through the front door. April saw him
immediately. Her eyes locked on him like a heat seeking missile and Adam smiled
her way as he innocently walked down the first isle. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He waited until her line was clear and then walked up
with a case of soda. He didnt drink it himself, but it was Drews favorite and
he would have to buy it at one point or another, and at the moment, he needed
an excuse to see the girl. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hi April </b>he
said with a soft, deep voice. Had the girl been made of wax she would have
melted on the floor.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hi </b>she
mumbled from her constrained throat. Her face was bright red and her reaction
to him was anything but unfamiliar. Adam was afraid of this, which is why he
waited until no one else was around before he came to her. She was just a girl
and Adam had been the prince in every dream she ever had. He had no
expectations that she would be able to hide her attraction to him in public.
Now however, he was counting on just that.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You busy?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April shook her head and looked around. No one was
there. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I have a break
anytime I want </b>she said, a little too quickly. Adam pushed the soda toward
her and nodded to it. April took the hint and scanned it for him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im parked
around the left side of the building near the air conditioner. Id like to talk
with you for a few minutes if you have the time? </b>He gave her a slight grin
and leaned in a little, just enough to make her feel his presence. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her face flushed even more than before and she choked her
words out.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>SureI can go
now!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He shook his head and looked around.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Why dont you wait about five minutes? Ring some more people up and
then come meet me. Im in no rush<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She understood what he was trying to tell her. He didnt
want anyone to know they were meeting. It was exciting for her on a level that
only a teenage girl could understand. This handsome, mass of muscle wanted her
and April was going to move heaven and earth to make it happen.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course </b>she
nodded, pushing his case of soda to him. He lifted it with no effort and she
couldnt help but glance at his thick bicep as he tucked the box under his
brawny arm. She felt herself swallow as her mind wandered to another time, when
her dream with him had become real. She watched her prince walk out of the
store and felt lost as he moved away from her. Two people came up to her line
and it took a moment before she realized she wasnt alone. To April, the room
could be full of people, but as long as Adam Blake was absent; she really was
alone. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew had an uneventful day at school. He had become a
sort of curiosity because of the sling he wore but everyone treated it as
something cool instead of the injury that it was. Had he had a cast he would
have been the center of attention for the whole day. He walked outside, his
backpack raised over one arm and he headed for the school bus when he heard a
whistle. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was leaning against a tree, smoking a cigarette and
wearing his baseball cap, lid to the back and an open blue button up shirt,
showing off another white muscle shirt underneath. Apparently he never left
home without one. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew grinned and waved to Max, his backpack putting
pressure on his good arm. Max waved him to come over. The school, like most,
was fenced in and Max would draw attention to himself if he attempted to come
on school grounds. Drew worked his way around to the gate and came up to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey little
buddy! </b>Max grinned at him and moved up to ruffle his blonde hair. Drew
smiled back. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How was your day? </b>Drew
shrugged his shoulders.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Okay<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And the arm? </b>Max
waved at his sling.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>It doesnt hurt
so much anymore </b>Drew tried to sound tougher than he was. Max reached over
and lifted off Drews backpack and hoisted it up around his thick arm.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come on, Ill
take you home<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They walked down the street until Drew saw the same car
Max was working on at his house. He looked up at the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I have to drive
it around, get the engine rolling. Its almost ready for the road full time </b>He
opened the door for Drew and he climbed in the passenger seat. Max worked the
seatbelt across him and made sure it was locked. Just like his Dad would have
done, Drew thought to himself, as he breathed in Maxs scent. He looked at
Maxs strong neck as he bent over him. He was so much like his Father, it was
no wonder he like him so much. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>All set! </b>Max
grinned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As they drove away Drew decided to ask Max about what
happened that night he left him with his mother. Max put his hand on Drews
tiny knee.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I told you
little brother, I took care of it. Dont you let it bother you again </b>He
squeezed his leg and gave it a reassuring pat before he put it back on the
wheel. As they drove, Drew admired the ease at which Max handled the car. It
was a stick shift, and the teenagers body seemed to blend right into the
vehicle as it moved down the street. His big legs worked at the clutch and peddles,
while his strong arms moved the wheel and gear shaft at exactly the right time,
making the engine purr like a cat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do I have to go
home? </b>Drew asked him hopefully.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not if you dont
want. I have to pick up some parts for this girl </b>he patted the dash board.
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You could help me if you want?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
Okay Max!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have to tell
you mom though. I dont want her freaking out when you dont come home<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max reached into his shirt pocket and pulled out a cell
phone, handing it to Drew. Drew flipped it open and punched in her work number.
She wouldnt be home for another three hours and if Drew had it his way, he
wouldnt either. As the phone dialed he turned to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>She really liked
you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maxs eyebrows rose up.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Thats a switch. I usually have the police called when Im around! </b>He
grinned. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew spoke into the phone and asked his mother if he
could hang out with Max. Max didnt hear her end of it, but by how Drew
answered, it didnt seem like she had a problem with them being together.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>She wants to
know if youll bring me home?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course. Im
not that far away. Well get a pizza and then Ill bring you back<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew told her what Max said and hung up the phone,
handing it back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>She wants you to
come to diner this week to thank you for helping me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked over to Drew.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Man, this really is a first for me. I dont think Ive ever been
invited anywhere but OFF the premises before! </b>he grinned. Drew watched him
drive. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was as perfect a brother as he could ever imagine. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April found her way to Adams truck and she gently
tapped on the glass. She was trembling in anticipation of meeting him and the
last ten minutes had seemed like an eternity for her. She rang up customers at
blazing speeds and made change faster than the machine could keep up with her.
He reached over the seat and opened the door for her. April climbed in next to
him and before she could move, he pulled the door closed behind her, leaning
over her with his broad shoulder and giving her a moment of intimate closeness
she longed for. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How have you
been? </b>she asked him, making conversation.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good April </b>he
said with his deep voice that April memorized and played over and over in her
mind. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wanted to come see you to make
sure you were alright after </b>he didnt have to finish. She knew what he
meant. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I took some time
off from work. Just a few days<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He nodded to her.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
I know. I came in the store the next day and didnt see you there. Hope youre
alright?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh yeah </b>she
replied, wanting to sound more mature than she did. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Youre </b>she paused, looking for the words. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>so big </b>she finished. Adam grinned at her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, sorry
about that </b>He leaned back in the seat. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I knew it wouldnt be easy for you. You were fantastic by the way </b>Aprils
face blushed and Adam knew he said exactly what she wanted to hear. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im not usually in the habit of having sex
with such a young girl, but after what you did for me and my Son, wellI just
wanted to thank you properly </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Aprils eyes ran over Adams muscled body. His legs
pushed at the fabric of his jeans, showing off his hard muscles and his shirt
was stretched to the limit around his shoulders and upper arms. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, its what I
wanted </b>she told him truthfully. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
would do it again </b>she admitted, turning her eyes away. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached over and put his hand on the back of her
neck, rubbing it gently. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>April I have
no regrets about being with you. I had a great time </b>She turned to him and
Adam could tell at that moment that she would give her soul to be with him if
he asked. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I need something April </b>he
began. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And I think youre the only
person that can help mejust like before<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April was confused. She knew she lied about seeing what
the boys did to Adams Son, but aside from that she had no interaction with the
big man, aside from her constant fantasies about him that is. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>April my Son
doesnt live with me. He lives with his mother and I only have him part time.
One of the boys who were at the store that night lives real close to him and I
need to find out where exactly. He isnt listed in the book and Im not sure
what other name to look under<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded her head, following his words but not
understanding where she came in. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I found out hes
been spending time with my Son and I have to put a stop to it. Drew doesnt
understand whats going on and I dont want to involve his mother because I
would have to tell her what happened at the store that night<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April nodded again.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
Sure<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So you see, I
have to deal with this on my own. I need to know how to find him. His name is
Max<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April waited for more but Adam just looked at her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He interrupted her.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
Your brother </b>he finished.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes a cop </b>she
said, stating fact.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats right
April, he is. He can find out anything about Max. His full name, his addresses
and everything else about the boy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her eyes lit up. She understood. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>April, I need
this information as fast as you can manage </b>He rubbed strongly at her neck.
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If youre willing of course?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill do it! </b>she
blurted out before she could think. All she knew was his hand on her body,
compelling her with his touch. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I can
find out<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at her for a moment.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> He cant know I asked for this </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sure,
I understand<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved closer to her.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Id be more than happy to show my appreciation anyway youd like<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She felt her body quiver in pleasure at his words.
Something deep in her mind took over and she said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Youre so big<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled at her.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
I know April. We dont have to do that again if youre not ready </b>He
reached between her legs and rubbed at her moist pussy through her jeans. She
spread them willingly, giving him no resistance whatsoever. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>There are many other things we can do
without my size getting in the way </b>He leaned over and pressed his mouth
against her. Her lips parted as he sunk his thick, warm tongue inside. After an
eternity in heaven he pulled back and grinned at her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Trust me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April nodded, lost in another world all together. He
handed her a piece of paper and told her to call him when she had the information.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max stopped at an auto store but instead of going inside
he walked around back. Drew stayed in the car because Max said he would only be
a few minutes. He came back with a box that must have been heavy because he
held it with both hands. He put it in the truck of the car and sat back in the
drivers seat.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I have a deal
with the owner of the store </b>he grinned at Drew who didnt completely
understand. Max was involved with acquisitions of various car parts that the
owner found to be invaluable, if not illegal. And Max was Johnny on the spot
with them, provided the money was right. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They drove to Maxs house and he pulled the car around
back in the same spot it was before. He popped the trunk and hood before he got
out. Drew reached for his backpack but Max beat him to it and lifted it from
the back seat before the boy could get to it. There was a table outside and he
put the pack on top asking Drew if he had homework.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, but its
not much. Ill be able to help you real soon! </b>he said eagerly. Max grinned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry
little buddy, Ill be at this for a long time. Therell be plenty for you to
do<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew took out his books and some paper and set up to do
his homework. Max went inside and came out with some soda and chips for Drew.
He had taken off his shirt and was left wearing only his white ribbed muscle
shirt that hugged his strong frame and showed off his big arms and tattoos. He
laid the parts from the box out on a work table and lit a cigarette as he
looked them over. Drew watched fascinated as the teenager smoked and surveyed
the car parts like new found treasure. Max held the cigarette in the corner of
his mouth and moved the parts around with his hands, lifted them up, testing
their weight, as if to assess their value. He seemed happy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew began his math homework, looking up at Max every
few minutes as the boy removed parts and pulled apart the engine with one tool
after another. When his hands became too dirty Max wiped them on his jeans and
Drew couldnt help but wonder how many pairs of pants he went through. His mom
would kill him if he ever got his clothes that dirty. But Max wasnt Drew. His
life had been very different from the sheltered life the blonde boy had. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max bent across the frame of the car and reached deep
inside. Drew watched his strong back flare out as he struggled with whatever he
was doing. Drew thought Max was incredible, but as perfect as the teenager
seemed, Drew could only be so impressed. It wasnt that Max was so muscular or
cool, or seemed to know so much about cars that impressed Drew. Drew saw in him
what he would become. He imagined his Dad must have looked a lot like Max when
he was younger; strong, handsome and popular. Drew didnt see the other side of
Max, the side that made him a target for police and the terror that Max could
be when he wanted, which was most of the time. Drew saw Max years from now;
bigger and stronger than he was. Drew knew real strength. In fact he had
intimate knowledge of it. Impressed is what he was whenever his Dad walked into
a room. When heads would turn, and voices would get low. The way women looked
at him with a hunger in their eyes and men moved out of his way. When Drew
looked at Max it wasnt the teenager he saw, it was his Dads thick arms and
broad shoulders. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max, to Drew, was a starter mold, years away from the
finished product that was his Father. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked up and smiled at Drew, blowing smoke from his
mouth. There was no question the boy was cool. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew grinned and went back to his homework. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It took only eight hours for April to use the number
Adam gave her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You got it
already? </b>he asked her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, I didnt
even have to ask him for it </b>she replied. She told him how her brothers
computer was hooked up to the station and he was using it when she came home.
She knew he used it for work, but never took an interest to ask him about it.
He seemed only too happy to show her when she asked. He showed off the features
and how it was tied to the database at the police station. She watched as he
pulled up information on someone and pointed to April all the different things
it showed him, the most valuable being the cases he had worked on in the last
few months.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her mind raced with the possibilities and when she began
to think of a way to shift the conversation to Max. But fortune smiled on April
when his cell phone rang, and after a moment of conversation he got up and left
the house to take the call on the front porch. April moved quickly and clicked
on the case file she needed. It was highlighted by the date that April would never
forget. It was burned in her mind because it forever changed her relationship
with Adam, and brought her into womanhood the way few of her peers would ever
experience. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The computer had a wealth of information about each
person involved. Her eyes stopped lovingly at Adams name, his birth date and
address branding into her memory. Max was found at the top of the list under
suspects. April clicked on his file: MAXWELL POSTON.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She looked to the front door and decided to risk it. She
pressed the print button and it immediately spit out page after page of
information about the boy. It took less than thirty seconds for four pages to
come out of the laser printer, and April quickly snatched them up as she moved
back to the home page on the computer, just as her brother had left it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As it turned out she had plenty of time. He didnt come
back in the house for another ten minutes and when he did, he called her over
to show her more. April stood by his side and watched with interest but not
really listening. She was thinking about how grateful Adam would be, and how
lucky she was to be back in his life again so soon.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I can come now?
</b>she said eagerly. It was only eight at night but Adam decided against it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>April can you
get out of the house without your family knowing?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sure, thats not
a problem<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He told her he would pick her up at midnight, well after
everyone was asleep. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You could come
now, but I figure youd rather spend a little time with me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April quickly agreed.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> No later is better!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam hung up the phone and finished packing his bag. He
stuffed some jeans and tee shirts inside and put it in the back of his pickup
truck, along with a blanket he took to meet with April. He moved to the shed
beside his house and took out some ropefor his meeting with Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew sat on the sofa in Maxs house watching television
and eating pizza that they ordered. Maxs house was a far cry from Drews but
it wasnt the surroundings that Drew liked as much as the company. He was with
Max and that was enough. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The teenager was dirty from working on the car. He let
Drew watch and hand him tools once he was finished with his homework, but he
was careful not to let any grease touch him. The last thing he wanted was to
drop Drew off, filthy from his first officially allowed visit to his house. He
took a bite of his pizza and a large swallow of beer and looked at Drew sitting
next to him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have a good
time today?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded. He would spend every day with Max if the
teenager would allow it. He looked at the beer and asked if he could have some.
Max raised his eyebrows.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ever have
any before?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shook his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre not gonna
rat me out if I let you have a sip?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No </b>Drew
smiled. Max held the bottle up to Drews mouth. The top was wet with Maxs spit
and coated with beer. Drew felt the cool glass touch his lips as he took a
mouthful inside. His face twisted up in disgust and Max laughed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah I know,
its not for everyone! Stick to your soda </b>He brought the bottle up to his
mouth and took a large gulp as Drew struggled to swallow. Maxs tongue snaked
out to meet the bottle as he tipped it back, running it against the opening.
Drew felt warm as he realized why the top stayed moist. He licked his lips as
the beer raced down his throat. Drew smiled at him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max reached over and ruffled his hair, as he did
whenever Drew did something funny. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The phone rang and Max picked it up. Instead of saying
hello he said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What? </b>Drew thought
how different Max was from anyone else hed ever met. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, not now, Im
busy </b>he said into the cell phone. He was busy hanging out with me, Drew
thought, happy that the boy wanted to spend time with him instead of whoever
was on the other end of the phone. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Maybe
later </b>Max hung up and put the phone on the table. He pulled out another
slice of pizza and handed it to Drew. It dripped of grease. Max stuck his
fingers in his mouth and cleaned them off. He watched Drew take a bite and when
the pizza sauce ran down his chin, Max scooped it up with his index finger
before it could fall on Drews shirt. Drew watched him lick it off his finger
and couldnt help feel how personal the act had been, however innocent. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was almost time to go home and Drew went to use the
bathroom. Maxs jeans were hanging up on the shower rod and another white
muscle shirt was on the floor. When he came out Max told asked him if he had
enough to eat. Drew satisfied with his four slices of pizza nodded his head and
sat next to Max, closer than before. Max put his arm around the boy as he sat
down, letting the muscled limb hang off his small frame. Drew leaned into him
and Max brought the beer bottle up to his lips. Drew took another sip, though
not nearly as much as before. He just wanted to touch the bottle like Max did.
He put his tongue out and licked the top the way the teenager did as he took
the cool fluid in. It wasnt nearly as smooth as Max did it, but the teenager
had years of practice and this was Drews second time. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched Drew and smiled as he took his sip. He
ruffled the blonde hair on Drews head and took the bottle to his own mouth as
the boy watched him. Drew sighed in content and rested his head against Maxs
side. Max gave him a quick hug with his arm and felt his cock thicken up
between his legs. He wasnt sure if Drew noticed in the darkened room but Max
made no effort to hide it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April was true to her word. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She had walked down the street to the corner where Adam
waited in his pickup truck. He started the engine after he made sure she wanted
to go with him and drove off into the night. It took all of five minutes to
come to a vacant lot near her house, where they wouldnt be disturbed. He
turned on the overhead light and looked at the papers she brought. Maxs life
was laid out before him, all the information he needed was there, page after
page of it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April watched him as he read the information. In the patchy
light that fell from the roof of the truck, Adam looked even more rugged than
she had ever seen him, certainly more so than in the store friendly
illumination of the family supermarket. And here she was, alone with him again.
She felt herself shudder at the thought of what was about to happen. She knew
he wouldnt hurt her; he could have done that anytime. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked up and smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Thank you April, this is exactly what I needed<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded her head, happy to help him again. He folded
the pages and put them in the drivers side door pocket. He reached up and
turned off the overhead light. The cabin flooded with moonlight and changed the
mood in the truck drastically. He moved the steering wheel up and out of his
way, turning to April.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So, how can I
thank you? </b>he said with his deep voice. April felt herself become wet. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max pulled up to Drews house and once again grabbed his
book bag before Drew could get it. They walked up to the front door and Drew
used his key to open the lock. Sue was waiting for them in the living room and
moved up to meet them at the door as they walked in. She held out her hand to
Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im Drews mom,
Sue </b>He shook her hand. Max put on a clean shirt, knowing he would be
facing her this time around. Drew watched the interaction with interest. He had
never seen his mother so happy to see one of his friends before. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Max youll have to come over to dinner so
we can get to know you better, especially after what you did for Drew<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked down at the blonde boy who watched with big
eyes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>It was nothing
really </b>he tried to deflate his actions.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I would hardly
say that </b>Drews mom countered, not letting Max off the hook so easily. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We dont usually have any problem in this
neighborhood, but there are some troublemakers nearby that we would rather not have
live near us <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max couldnt help but think he was cast in that lot. It
was clear this woman didnt know who he was. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its not so bad.
Theyre just kids, and sometimes they need to remember theres always someone
bigger on the block <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill say </b>Sue
said, looking Max over. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well were glad
Drew made such a good friend. Youre welcome to come by whenever you want. Drew
doesnt get out so much since we both work full time<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked around the large house. He didnt know anyone
who lived on this street, let alone this neighborhood. The furniture in the
living room was more expensive than any car he ever drove. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Charles came out to meet him. The man was small and Max
remembered what Drew said about him not being able to fix his bike. He looked
like a clerk in a store and nothing like the imposing man Drew called Dad.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Nice to meet
you </b>he said, shaking the thin hand. Charles adjusted his glasses and
looked Max over.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks again for
fixing Drews bike and helping him out like you did. Youre a real life saver </b>Charles
said.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, its no
big deal. Drews a good kid<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew flushed at hearing his name from Maxs mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew, go take
your things up to your room and say goodnight to Max </b>Sue said. Drew nodded
and told Max he had fun. As he walked up the stairs he turned to look at Max.
His mother was speaking but Max took the second to look at Drew and give him a
quick wink with one eye. He heard them downstairs for a few minutes before the
front door closed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew put his things away and looked at his bedroom
window hopefully. He went to it and unlocked the latch, lifting it up just
enough for someone to open it the rest of the way. He took a shower and when he
came out he looked around. The window was the same way he left it. Drew sighed
and went to the dresser, took out Maxs white tee shirt. It still smelled of
the boy. He pulled it over his head and let it billow around his tiny body. He
crawled in bed and turned out the light, giving the window one last look before
he laid his head on the pillow and fell asleep. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology>April straddled Adams lap. He had moved to the center
of the bench and held her small body against him as they kissed. Her hands
moved over his impossibly strong shoulders. The strength in his body was
intoxicating to her and her fingers gripped at the hard flesh, barely making an
indentation. She moved down to his chest and ran her hands against the powerful
muscle. Adam sunk his tongue deep inside her mouth and she sucked hungrily on
it, like she had so many times in her dreams.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams big hands roamed over her slight back and dipped
down to her ass and thighs, squeezing them firmly in his large fingers. He
pulled her down until her panty covered crotch rested on his bulging mound. She
bounced slightly on it, moaning when she realized what she was touching. She
moved her hips back and forth rubbing at it as his tongue snaked around in her
mouth. His hands pulled and pushed her, making her actions more aggressive than
she intended. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He broke the kiss and looked down as April continued to
move against him. His hands came up and he gently rubbed his fingers against
her small tits.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good girl.
Thats it </b>he encouraged her. He looked into her eyes and April leaned in
and kissed him again. Her tongue pushed at his lips and he took her in as
deeply as her small mouth would allow. He worked her shirt off her body and her
bra came off next. He pulled and twisted her sensitive nipples gently in his
big fingers, making her squirm around in pleasure. He moved away and took one
of her small breasts in his mouth, sucking hard on her supple flesh.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April moaned loudly as his scruffy face scrapped her
smooth white skin. His hands were so strong and roamed around her body as he sucked
on her, making April feel as if she had died and gone to heaven. He took her by
the hips and pulled her down on his heavy mound. He moved to her other breast
and sucked it into his mouth. His hand dipped down between her legs from behind
and felt her wet panties.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Lets move this
outside </b>he said, lifting her off his lap. He opened the door, stepped out
and reached in, pulling her across the bench. He scooped her up in one arm and
carried her to the back of the truck. She hugged his thick neck and buried her
face against him, kissing his warm skin. Adam grabbed the blanket from the back
and walked to the trees that lined the lot. The cool air hit April making her
cling to Adam even more. He moved just past a few trees and found an open area
for them. He put her on the ground and laid out the blanket. He knelt down and
pulled her down on her back. He covered her with his large frame and pushed his
tongue back in her mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April looked up past the trees and saw the stars in the
night sky. She felt his muscled body move against her and she spread her legs
apart, wrapping them around his waist. He moved his hands down her back until
they found her panties. He gripped them with both hands and ripped them apart.
April lay naked under him, fully exposed to his probing fingers. They dipped
between her lips and found her clit, erect and eager for his touch. He stroked
it for her and April felt herself explode under his strong body. He lifted up
and looked at her wriggling on the blanket. He smiled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well now, looks
like youve missed me <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Aprils hands moved up his thick arm and around his
neck. She looked down at his hand between her legs. He was so big; old enough
to be her Father, but April never wanted anything more in her life. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved up on his knees, towering above her. He
lifted up his shirt, showing off his heavily muscled chest. Her hands reached
up and ran through the brown hair covering his torso. He slowly unbuckled his
belt and Aprils eyes moved down to the bulging mass between his legs. She moaned.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry,
well only do what you want </b>he said softly. April watched eagerly as he
unbuttoned his pants and unzipped his fly. He dropped his hands to his side and
looked at her. She could see the dark patch of hair between his legs. He wasnt
wearing any underwear. April reached out and sunk her hand inside his jeans,
coiling her fingers around his thick shaft. She tugged at it, but it didnt
come out.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Pull harder </b>he
grinned. April had to sit up some. She pushed her hand deeper inside his pants
and pulled at his big dick. It came out like a regal serpent, thick and full,
warm to her touch. It seemed even larger than she remembered, if that were
possible. Her hands stroked the heavy shaft for a moment as if she didnt
believe it was real. Adam began to stand up. April lost her grip and watched as
he stood over her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck me <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She moved to her knees but she wasnt tall enough. Adam
had to bend his legs until his massive prick was in front of her face. April
opened her mouth and took him inside. His hand moved to the back of her head
and held her in place as she began to devour his throbbing cock. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She was eager if anything, Adam thought, as her lips
wrapped around him hungrily. The girl had almost no experience and wouldnt win
any awards for talent, but it was clear she wanted this more than anything
else. And, as it would turn out, Adam once again owed April a debt. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pulled her head forward and sunk more of his big dick
into her mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it angel,
suck it<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April did the best she could with the incredible girth
in her mouth. Her spit began to run down his shaft as she sucked on him. She
was unable to completely grip him in her lips. The head of his dick rubbed
against her warm tongue and bumped the back of her throat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He moved her head around from side to side and slowly
pushed his cock past her lips, giving her just enough before pulling it back.
In his whole life he only had three people who could take his dick down their
throat. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The first two times he was a teenager. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His high school English teacher gave him an A after
demonstrating her expert oral skills during a supposed detention. Adam found it
was a good excuse to get him alone, and he happily let her suck him off when
she promised a passing grade. It took her a good ten minutes to work his big
dick down her throat and Adam watched with pride as she struggled with the
dilemma she found herself in. He had to hand it to her; she worked harder in
that time than he did all year in her class.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The second time was two years later on his nineteenth
birthday. Adam got his first full time job working at a construction site when
he found the foreman getting high during lunch. The man offered Adam to join
him, and before long, Adam was as stoned as his boss. At some point, Adam
watched the mans hand reach out for his crotch. He continued to smoke as the
man rubbed and squeezed his big dick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You mind? </b>the
man asked. Adam shook his head, too stoned to care. The man got on his knees,
unzipped Adams jeans and pulled out his cock. He whistled at the size and Adam
grinned. He watched with awe as his boss sucked inch after inch down his throat
until his lips found the base of Adams fat shaft. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Damn </b>Adam
groaned, as he breathed more pot into his lungs. That was the second time Adam
had ever had sex with a male, but by far the most rewarding. The man sucked
cock better than anyone, with the possible exception of his English teacher,
and it was through him that Adam now had the building company that he did.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The third time, wellAdam smiled to himself, as he
watched April work. The title was by no means in jeopardy of being lost,
certainly not by her. April was lucky to get two inches in her mouth but Adam
didnt care; this wasnt for him, it was for her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Take your time </b>he
told her as she gave the second blow job in her life. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max sat outside Drews window and watched the boy sleep.
He carefully lifted the glass and sat half in, half out, as the boy breathed
deeply, lost in dream. His arm rested against the window sill and he thought
about his life as he looked around Drews room. The boys family was well off,
and from what Max knew, it most likely came from the Stepdad. He seemed like
the high paying type. Maxs Dad never had any money, certainly not enough to
ever give him. Max could remember working at the earliest of ages, any odd job
that would put some cash in his pocket. His room never looked like Drews, that
much was true. It wasnt just the toys and posters, but the clothes and
furniture that Drew had, that set him so far apart from where Max came from.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He twisted his body and took out a cigarette and felt
sharp pain shoot up his side. It still hurt where his father hit him. It wasnt
has if it were unexpected, but Max was surprised by the brutality of it all. He
couldnt remember a time when his dad didnt win a fist fight but when Drews
Father put him in the dirt, Max saw a whole new side to him. The angry,
impossibly strong giant didnt seem so big to Max anymore, which is probably
why he beat him so hard. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max ran his hand up and down his side, trying his best
to soothe the sore muscles as he lit up his cigarette. He blew out a cloud of
white smoke and looked over his shoulder at Drew, still sleeping soundly. What
it would be like to be him, Max thought. To have family who loves you and gives
you everything. Maybe thats why he took so quickly to Drew; the idea that he
was part of this made Max feel better about himself. Drew looked up to him like
a brother and when his mother spoke to him tonight, Max felt everything fall in
place. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The Stepfathers position seemed to be pretty defined
from what Max saw. The man supported the family, but the woman made all the
decisions. He couldnt imagine Adam allowing another man to take his place in
his Sons life, but Adam wasnt here, and Max was. If Drew needs a strong male
figure in his life Max could step up, he was sure of it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He took a long drag of his cigarette and put it out on
the roof tile. He stood up and carefully moved inside Drews room. He left the
window open but locked the bedroom door just to be safe. The mother might like
him now but he doubted she would feel that way if she found him alone with her
Son in his bedroom. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max kicked off his boots and took off his baseball cap,
setting it on the stand next to Drews bed. He slowly sat down, careful not to
wake Drew, lying next to the sleeping boy. Drew didnt have his sling on, but
he cradled his arm protectively by his side and Max made sure not to press on
it. He looked at Drew breathing deeply and laid one arm across the kids body. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned lightly in his sleep and moved back until he
was pressed against Max. Max waited for him to wake up but it didnt happen. If
anyone got in bed with him, he would have been awake immediately, Max thought
to himself. But Drew had a different life than he did, and didnt suffer from
the same nightmares that plagued Maxs dreams.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He was so warm and Max buried his face in Drews soft
blonde hair, breathing in the smell of fresh shampoo and clean linen. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max fell asleep with no care in the world, not knowing
someone was thinking about him at that very moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was ready to leave, once April was fully paid back
for her aid. He had Maxs address, thanks to the girl. He lived with his mother
part time, apparently whenever he needed a new place to crash. Adam recalled
the numerous offenses the teenager committed, getting away with almost all of
them despite the evidence against him. Max was a player and an escape artist as
far as Adam was concernedbut all that was about to change. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam thought about Drew and the things Charles told him.
Charles was nave and unaware of Maxs other relationship to Drew. He actually
believed Drew was hurt by kids at school and Max was just conveniently there to
save him. Just like his bike.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Well Adam was going to be there for Max as well; be there
to bring him back to reality. But Adam wasnt going to use cold water to open
the teenagers eyes; Adams methods were going to be far more primal. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He was lost in thought and pulled April too far, making
her gag on his thick cock. He quickly released his grip, letting her move back
until she could recover. He stroked her hair, trying to relax her again and let
her nurse on him in her own way. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Long minutes later, Adam gently moved her away and
pushed her down on her back. He knelt above her and lifted her up by the hips,
spreading her legs apart as he did. He buried his face between them and roughly
licked at her moist pussy. April cried out in pleasure and squeezed at his head
with her thighs as he devoured her cunt. She pushed off the ground with her
hands in an attempt to push more of her into his mouth, but Adam, as usual, was
in complete control, and by keeping her suspended in the air he dictated how
the sex would play out. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He forced his tongue as deep as it would go and licked
at April in a place few men would ever reach. The girl was delirious from the
intense stimulation and groaned on the blanket. Adam sat down and pulled her
closer. He reached out with one hand and stuck his fingers in her mouth, trying
to quiet her down. She sucked on them right away as he continued to ravage her
teenage cunt with his rough snaking tongue. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>With his other hand, Adam spread apart her lips and
strummed at her throbbing clit as he continued to lap at her soft flesh. April
started to shudder in his grasp and he quickly pushed his fingers deeper into
her mouth, thinking she was about to cum. He moved his fingers away as he
licked at her and waited until she calmed down before he started all over
again. Over and over, he brought her to the edge of climax, just to let her
fall back to earth before she could. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April was in agony. Adam made her writhe on the blanket
like an animal as he ate her out and fingered her clit. His tongue dipped so
deeply in her body that April felt electricity jolt up her spine as waves of
pleasure rolled over her. But he toyed with her, playing with her body in a way
that she couldnt even do herself. How was he doing this, she asked herself, as
she ground her pussy against him. His thick fingers moved in her mouth and she
sucked on them as if they were his cock instead. He was in both her holes,
controlling her completely. April stopped struggling and went along for the
ride. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Five eternal minutes later, he let her cum.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He held her tight as her body bucked in his grip,
struggling with the orgasm. She couldnt cry out as much because of the fingers
in her mouth, but her moan vibrated through the trees nonetheless. Her eyes
fluttered as she finished and Adam watched her carefully by the moonlight,
licking slowly at her dripping pussy, making sure she was still with him. He
gently put her back on the blanket and lifted her legs up until they were
wrapped around his throbbing prick, which lay firmly against her wet lips. He
hugged her legs to his body and started to fuck between her thighs, rubbing
across her sensitive cunt and making her growl around his hand. He took his
fingers back and watched her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She opened her eyes and looked up as he moved over her.
Once again the electricity he created moved from her cunt to her spine and ended
somewhere deep in the animalistic part of her brain. His massive prick jutted
out from between her legs like a baseball bat and April couldnt imagine
wanting something more than she did at that very minute.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>FUCK ME! </b>she
moaned out as her pussy freely coated his thrusting shaft. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down at her. It was almost too easy and in
many ways not fair to someone like April. She was just a child, and so far out
of her element that he felt sorry for the first teenage boy she would ever be
with. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Remember last
time? </b>he said softly, suggestive of how sore she was when he took her
virginity. April shook her head, not caring either way. She wanted him. Adam
moved back and opened her legs up. He rubbed the head of his cock against her
quivering lips and pushed inside.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April cried out at the massive prick invading her body.
The cool air ran across her skin and the sound of rustling leaves made the
moment perfect for her. She gripped the big hands holding her waist as he began
to move slowly into her teenage orifice. She tried to open her legs up more in
the hope that it would be easier, but he was just too big for it to make any
difference. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched her carefully as her body responded to his
heavy prick. She moved from side to side, testing herself, seeing if he could
fit easier in another position. He gave her a few minutes to get used to his
size. Her pussy was slick with her juice and Adam intended to give her the ride
of her life. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pulled back until just the head was in her pussy and
sunk himself to the limit of her small body. April moaned loudly and squeezed
his hands with all her might. Adam was amazed at how some kids could take
getting fucked at such an early age, when someone like April, who was built for
a man, had such a hard time. Granted, he was no ordinary man, but still, a boy
half her age just took him with relative ease, which made Adam think of Drew.
But now as he watched April, once again struggling with him, he lost hope that
Drew would ever take him. The boy was just too small, and unlike Adams other
companions, Drew couldnt perform miracles. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He held her firmly by the hips and started to saw his
heavy cock in and out of her pussy. Her moist hole completely coated Adams
probing shaft and dripped between her legs on the blanket. He took it easy on
her or as easy as possible under the circumstances; but Adam intended to give
her exactly what she wanted. He listened to her moan and when she finally
opened her eyes at him, he smiled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is this what you
dream about April?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her hands reached down and wrapped themselves around his
solid cock and she nodded her head, unable to find the words to answer him. She
tugged at his big dick as he pumped it deep inside her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Let it go angel.
Let it out </b>he said hypnotically. Her legs seemed to relax and her eyes
rolled up as her body gave up the fight and came all over his massive prick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Aprils cries echoed off the trees but Adam did nothing
to silence her. She had to get it out of her system. He twisted his mighty
pecker inside the tiny girl, forcing her juvenile lips apart with every thrust.
She kept a firm grip on his cock during her entire orgasm; as if afraid he
would take it from her too soon. But Adam let her finish at her own pace, never
stopping or moving too fast. He just kept fucking in and out of her with
rhythmic motion, as she creamed around. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pulled out when she was finished and quietly stood
up. His cock was still rock hard and Adam felt the cool air wrap itself around
his flesh, newly freed from Aprils steaming pussy. She was still on her back
but her legs were to the side and her hands covered her pussy protectively. Her
eyes were closed and she moaned softly to herself, still coming down from the
impossible heights he took her too. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He waited almost five minutes for her to completely
finish. If she noticed he was standing, she didnt acknowledge it. He quietly
walked around her tiny body as it recovered on the ground below him. Finally,
when she was still, he stood at her feet and looked at her. She could have been
asleep. He couldnt help but smile. April was so inexperienced; it took the
smallest of efforts to bring her off. He could simply kiss her to orgasm if he
chose too, or finger her eager clit until she screamed. But April needed the
real thing, because in the end, this is what she would be dreaming about. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He waited long enough. Adam moved down and pulled her
legs apart. Her hands still covered herself but he moved them aside with no
effort. April was still out of it, unaware of what was about to happen. He lined
his big dick up to her abused hole and pushed himself back inside.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her eyes opened up and her hands came up defensively.
Adam was already on top of her and her hands ran into his massive chest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He started to fuck her again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO! </b>she
cried out, unable to prevent his huge cock from leaving her wore out body. Adam
paid her no attention. He fucked her over and over as she clawed at his chest
and arms, pushing at him and shaking her head from side to side. He didnt try
and stop her. It excited him as she fought against it. He wanted to feel her
small hands on him, urging him away. He lay on his elbows above her as she
flailed under his strong body. Her pussy was soaking wet from her thunderous
orgasm minutes ago, making Adams job easier. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked down at her face and smiled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know what you
need April </b>he told her, his deep voice seemed to encourage her struggle.
He stretched out her young cunt as he hammered into her with ever increasing
speed. He barely noticed as her hands pushed at his face. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April was going to remember this for the rest of her
life.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew woke up in the middle of the night. He felt so warm;
he reached for the blanket to pull it down some, when he came in contact with a
strong muscled arm. He turned his head and found Max fast asleep curled up with
him. He quickly looked at the door and found it closed. He couldnt see the
lock because it was too dark, but he figured Max had taken care of it already.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max wasnt under the covers with him. He lay on top of
them pressed against his back. Drew carefully turned himself around so he could
face the teenager, but as he did Max moved away in his sleep. He lay on his
back and lifted his left arm above his head exposing his armpit to Drew. The
boy waited, making sure not to wake Max and moved in carefully to breathe in
the muscled teenagers scent. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew let out a small moan before he could catch himself.
Max smelled almost as good as his own Father did. The boy had thick dark hair
under his arm that made Drews mouth water. He leaned in, but when his nose
touched the hair Max stirred.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hes not like my Dad, Drew realized. He could lick
gently at Adams armpits while the man slept without fear of waking him, but
Max, it appeared, slept far lighter than his Dad. Drew didnt mind, he reached
out his arm and wrapped it around Maxs firm chest and laid his head on the strong
boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It took minutes for Drew to fall back asleep, the sound
of his big brothers heart, beating in his ear. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He watched his Son, careful he didnt see him. Drew wore
a sling on one arm, his backpack slung over the good one. He was moving from
one class to another in a mass of students that circulated around the school
yard, going every direction imaginable in a sort of orderly chaos. It was
almost uneventful until a large kid stopped Drew with one hand. He was speaking
harshly to him and other kids gathered around to watch. Drew stood his ground
and shook his head as the overweight boy continued his barrage.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He reached for the door handle, not really thinking of
what he was going to do, when a teacher came out and moved quickly to Drews
side. He waited, watching patiently for what she would do for Drew. She pointed
to the large boy and waved him aside, anger in her eyes. The other kids laughed
and some even patted Drew on the back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Well at least he has friends, he thought as his Son
continued on. Once Drew was out of sight, he watched the other boy move closer.
He was wearing a red and white striped shirt with worn out blue jeans. In many
ways he didnt belong here, he seemed like an outcast, an odd sort of child to
be in a school with all the others. There were many like him, in every school,
he imagined; kids who didnt fit in, kids who went where they went because they
were bused in or because the system told them they had too. The differences
would become more and more apparent as the years progressed and the kids grew
in different directions. Some, like Drew, would have the best opportunities and
the best family life, while others, like this boy, would be left behind, forgotten
and forced to fend for themselves. They would become angry and take their pound
of flesh while they could; before the distance between them was too great.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Thats what this boy was doing to Drew, taking while he
could.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He sat back, unhappy with what he saw. This had to be
dealt with because Drews future was already laid out and it was time for his
Son to come home.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But first he had to do one thing. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max put down the wrench on the kitchen counter as he
washed the grease off his hands. He came home before Drew woke up and decided
to call the boys mom and see if tonight was a good night for dinner. He didnt
expect company so he was surprised when the front step groaned as someone
climbed them. He turned to look at the door but his hands were still under the
running water. Old homes make lots of noise and Max couldnt help but wonder
how quiet Drews steps probably were.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The front screen was pulled open and Max turned off the
faucet before the expected knock would come. It didnt come, at least not the
way he thought it would. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A tremendous noise filled the house and Max saw his
front door exploded inward. It broke apart in front of his eyes and Max saw a
brown work boot and a large leg wrapped in blue jeans ram through.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam Blake stood in front of the broken door, leaving only
space between him and Max. The mans eyes were wide and filled with fury. Max
hesitated for only a second. He picked up the wrench and turned to run out of
the house by the back door. He grabbed the cordless phone off the wall as he
did and kicked the screen door open. As he jumped down the few stairs to the
ground, he turned the phone on, dialed 911 and threw it away, hoping it would
stay on. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He heard heavy footfalls behind him. Mr. Blake had
closed the distance between them with unfair speed. Max took off as fast as his
legs would carry him and headed for the garage beside the house. He didnt look
back as the screen door was ripped off the frame and Adam bounded toward him.
Max grabbed anything he could and pulled it behind him hoping to slow the big
man down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He could almost feel his presence behind him and Max saw
an opportunity. The garage had a split door and the bottom half was open. He
ducked at the last minute and dove through just as Adams massive fist slammed
into the top half. The wood split but held miraculously. Max didnt wait; he
rolled to his feet and kept going as Adams shoulder made short work of the
obstacle before him. Max moved to the other side of the cluttered room, hoping
to god the front door was unlocked. He pulled at the handle and it swung open.
He moved, almost out of reach but not quite. Adams hand grabbed at his back
and took a fistful of his white muscle shirt, yanking him back. But Max had a
grip on the door and pulled with all his might. The shirt ripped and left Max
bare-chested but free again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He had to make for the trees, it was his only hope. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>YOU FUCKING
PUNK! </b>he heard Adam howl right behind him. Max stretched out his legs to
the limit, a thousand questions in his mind. They would all have to wait; right
now he needed to survive the next few minutes. He bolted down the dirt
driveway, seeing the tree line before him, but something stuck his legs and he
tripped. Adam had thrown a board at him. Max stumbled but didnt fall. It
didnt matter though because Adam closed the gap and his massive hand wrapped
itself around Maxs bicep.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max panicked and swung the wrench still in his hand. He
used all his strength and had he made contact he would have laid Adam Blake on
the ground. Unfortunately his swing was met in mid air as Adams other hand
caught the heavy tool before it connected with his head. He saw Adams hand was
bleeding. It must have been from punching the door. He felt the wrench twisted
from his hand and saw it fly across the yard as Adam tossed it away. It was
over and Max knew it. His only hope was now gone. The man hauled back his arm,
made a frighteningly large fist, and threw it at his face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It felt like a semi-truck struck his head. His vision
blacked completely out and the entire world turned upside down. If Max made a
sound he didnt know it. He didnt hit the ground. Adam still held him up by
one arm and Maxs vision was level with his thigh. He made a fist and punched
as hard as he could, hoping to connect with the mans crotch. Adam turned and
deflected the blow harmlessly off his leg. Max was yanked up in the air and he
thought of his Father just then, and how the same thing happened to him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Dj fucking Vu! He thought.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>But Adam didnt punch him again. Instead his
body continued to rise and the man took hold of his leg until he was hoisted
above his head. Adam threw him in the air and Max landed on the windshield of
his buddys car. Glass cracked in a spider web but the window held. Max rolled
up to the roof from the force of Adams throw and he twisted his body in an
effort to keep going. It worked. Max rolled down the back and off the truck to
the cool ground. It was only a short escape and Max wished for a miracle. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He saw Adams boots from underneath the car, moving in
his direction. His head throbbed and his eye was badly swollen. He pushed
himself up, hoping to run the other way, when he saw a partial piece of cinder
block at his feet. He grabbed for it, stood up and hurled it at the massive
man.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam raised his arm as Max threw it and he managed to
block it with his forearm but it bounced off at an odd angle and struck Adam in
the head as it passed. The man staggered back from the blow and Max didnt wait
around any longer. He took off running for the trees and cried out for help.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam screamed behind him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>IM GONNA BURY YOU SO DEEP IN THE EARTH, GOD WONT FIND YOU!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maxs heart felt like it would burst. His legs were numb
and his head felt like it would explode. He ran and ran, not stopping to look
behind him, not trying to hide; he just wanted to get as far away from the man
as he could. He couldnt hear anything but his heart beating in his chest. If
Adam was behind him it could have been an inch or a mile. Max didnt know, he
just kept running.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Branches hit his face and grabbed at his legs but Max
pushed through. He ran until he didnt; passing out on the ground in a heap of
sweaty, bleeding, and bruised flesh. He tried to scream into the ground but he
blacked out before he heard his own voice. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He was angrier than he could ever remember. It wasnt
supposed to be like this. His Son needed him and where was he when he was hurt.
This had to be fixed and fixed now. He moved through the trees and waited,
waited for the time to strike.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It took only moments for him to see the boy. He didnt
think he heard him, sure of it in fact. He was hunched over reaching into his
pocket for something, not aware he wasnt alone. No one was around. The boy
never saw him coming. He reached out and put his hands around his neck,
stifling whatever cry he would make for help. He wanted the kid to see him, see
how angry he was. He pushed him to the ground and turned him over, punching him
once in the face. He wrapped his hands around his neck once more, and began to
squeeze.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy looked at him frightened and confused<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>. <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont you know
who youve hurt? </b>he asked him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont
you know who I am?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy gripped his arms, tears running down his face.
His legs kicked out but were ignored. It took three minutes before the fight
was over and his hands dropped to the ground. He stood over him watching for
any signs of movement. He smiled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy was dead.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was picked up by the police as he drove off Maxs
property. They drew their guns and held it on him until he surrendered. He was
pushed against the truck and handcuffed as another squad car drove up. They
searched the area but Adam knew they wouldnt find Max; at least not there.
They asked him questions but he stood there, refusing to answer. Finally he was
put in the back of a police car and driven away, as some of the cops walked
into the woods. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They handcuffed him to a table. The room was empty
except for the two chairs, one of which he was sitting on. It had been three
hours since they put him in the cell. The door opened and a man in an expensive
suit came in. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr. Blake Im
special agent Nicholas Speets<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked up. The man was in his early 40s if a day.
He sat in the only other chair in the room and looked at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, first off
I want you to know who I am. I work for the FBI Mr. Blake. And right now I need
information Im hoping you can provide<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked confused. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why the fuck
does the FBI care about me or that fuckup Poston!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The agent stared at him deeply.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We dont </b>He
took in a breath. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>In fact, if it wasnt
for Max, you and I would be having a VERY different conversation right
now"<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What are you
talking about?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The agent pulled out a folder from his briefcase and
laid it on the table in front of him. He took out a photo and held it up,
looking it over. Adam waited.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do you know a
boy named Sammy Anderson?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam became annoyed.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
No. Who the hell is he?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Agent Speets paused for a moment.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Sammy Anderson is a nine year old boy, responsible for a fight your
Son got in a few days ago<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>His arm? </b>Adam
said, more to himself than anything.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes </b>the
officer replied, understanding. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats
the boy </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>AND? </b>Adam
said impatiently.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The agent put the photo down and leaned in toward Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Andthis boy was
found dead in the woods today. Hed been dead between three to five hours<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>JESUS! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The agent looked at the handcuffs holding Adam in place.
Adam looked around.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What the fuck
does this have to do with me?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pushed the photo to Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>This was found forty two miles heading west out of town by the
interstate </b>and turned it over so Adam could see it. It was a backpack with
the flap turned out. Inside was a name clearly written in black markerANDREW
BLAKE</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The agent waited for him to look up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr. Blake?
WhereisyourSon?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew woke up, never being as tired in his life. He didnt
know where he was. His vision swam in front of him. He felt so heavy. His eyes
felt like bricks were on them.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its alright
Son, everything is alright now<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew used what little control he had over his body and
turned his head to the voice. He looked up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre not my
Dad.<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>Chapter Eleven</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas Speets watched Max Poston through the glass
wall of his hospital room. The doctor was applying something to the teenagers
bruised face. His cheek and eye were swollen and looked to get much worse before
it got better. He watched how the boy moved. Every time the doctor touched him
Max would glare at him, obviously in pain, but he didnt flinch; which Agent
Speets found very revealing. The boy was used to getting hit. Pain was natural
to him. He waited until the doctor left and walked into the room, closing the
door behind him. A police officer stood outside the door, out of sight from
Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr. Poston </b>Agent
Speets said, moving closer to the boy. He held out his badge and looked for his
reaction. Max read over the large FBI symbol and his face broke into something
deeper than just curiosity. Smart kid, Nicholas thought. This kid may not be so
stupid after all.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What do you want
with me? </b>Max said, his deep voice strained a little too much.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas took his time putting away his badge and paused
before he answered Max. He knew far better how the game was played. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You and I have
some things to talk about Mr. Poston </b>He waved a yellow folder at Max but
kept it closed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Lets start with Adam
Blake<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That psycho! Did
you arrest him? </b>He pointed to his face. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>See what he did to me!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>If Nicholas was impressed or sympathetic it never
showed.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> You have an unusual
relationship with that man </b>Speets stated. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I cant say pissing him off is the brightest thing youve ever done </b>He
tilted his head and exaggerated his expression as he looked at the boys
bruised and swollen face. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its one
thing to be able to take a beating, but son, do you have a death wish?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max sneered. He didnt like it when he was called son.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Im not the one who beats people up! </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No </b>Agent
Speets corrected him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Unless youre a
nine year old boy or his older brother that is<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maxs face blushed. His recent events came back to him.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Hey, I was just protecting a little kid
from that punk and his brother got the message loud and clear </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He sounded just as Agent Speets knew he would. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He got the message alright! </b>He opened
up the folder and took out a picture of Sammy Anderson. He put it in Maxs
face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>THIS BOY IS
DEAD!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was stunned. He looked at the picture of Sammy and
his face went blank. Whatever aggression he had moments ago disappeared in a
flash. His entire attitude changed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Talk to me Max!
</b>he growled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked up, clearly at a loss. Speets could tell that
this was no act,. Max was truly confused. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I DIDNT DO
THAT! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholass brow furrowed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>NO? </b>He waved the picture back at Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You didnt beat up his brother? You didnt humiliate this kid in front
of his friends?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max opened his mouth but nothing came out. Any answer he
gave was wrong.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont know
anything about this </b>he said, fear creeping into his answer. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive got nothing to say to you!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You better tell
me something! </b>Speets countered. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Cause
right now, I have YOU, beating up this kid, his brother and witnesses! You
wanna sit there in your bed and tell me youre innocent? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I DIDNT DO
THIS! </b>Max yelled. He pushed the picture out of his face. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I pushed him off his bike, and took it to
his older brother! I never hurt this boy!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO? Thats why
you have angry Fathers coming after you? Because youre so innocent? Just at
the wrong place at the wrong time huh Max?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He attacked ME!
</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why? What did
you do to his Son?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I didnt do
anything to Drew!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Now were getting somewhere Speets thought.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Drewtell me about Drew Max. How do you
know him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He lives in
town; I helped him fix his bike when it broke down! </b>Max poured out the
story to Agent Speets as the man knew he would. He baited Max by dangling hard
violence in his face first and then allowed Drews name to come up. The teenager
was bending over backwards to show how he helped Drew, trying to offset the
Anderson boy. Speets listened as Max ran through the whole tale of Drews bike
and ending up with what happened to Sammys older brother. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And then his
psycho fucking Dad broke into my house and kicked the shit out of me!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And where was
Drew during all this? </b>Speets asked, watching Maxs face carefully.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max shrugged. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
dont knowhome I guess. I was busy running for my life!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>When was the
last time you saw him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew? The night
before I guess. I met his Mom </b>He left out sleeping with Drew in his room.
Max wasnt that nave. He looked at Agent Speets when he didnt answer back. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I didnt hurt this boy! </b>He pointed to
the photo still in the agents hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This isnt the
first time Mr. Blake has kicked your ass is it Mr. Poston!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey, I didnt
start that! He attacked me and my friends for no reason!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas laughed.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
You never do anything wrong do you Max? You just an choir boy at heart right?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max said it again.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
I didnt kill this boy!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Speets took in a deep breath.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> I know Max.Ive always known that<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was lost. He shook his head.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Then what the hell do you want from me?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I want to know
where Andrew Blake is?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew! What are
you talking about? You said this kid was dead! </b>He waved to the folder.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked at Max deeply. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>He is Mr. Poston. He is. But Andrew Blake is missing and no one knows
where he is<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What? </b>he
said in disbelief. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You think I had
something to do with that?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Speets shook his head.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> No Mr. Poston, Im sure you didnt in fact, because at the time this
boy was killed, you were running through the woods with your tail between your
legs </b>He waited for this to catch up to Maxs confused mind. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You see? Youre each others alibi </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max understood.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And now Mr.
Poston. </b>Agent Speets began.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet sat in the room waiting with Adam. Adam was
beyond pissed. He was still handcuffed, no one willing to allow his free reign
due to his size. She spent the better part of the hour calming him down after
she arrived. Right now they waited for someone to speak with them. She had a
rough idea of what was going on but no one told her the full story, saying it
was an FBI matter. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Finally the door opened and Agent Speets walked in. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Miss Benet; FBI
Special Agent Nicholas Speets </b>he held out his hand to her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Care to fill us
in Agent Speets? Weve been here for hours<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She wasnt intimidated by his title Nicholas noticed.
Expensive he thought; sizing her up. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sorry about
that, these things take time. Im sure you realized how complicated a case like
this is<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>A case like what
Agent Speets? </b>she interjected firmly. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
have a man charged with breaking and entering and assault. Whats complicated
about that?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im talking
about his missing Son </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She waved her hand in the air dismissively. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im sorry was my client charged with that?
Because last time I checked he was arrested for assault. Are you filing new
charges against him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Shes good. Right to the point with no detractors. He
looked at Adam across the table.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Mr. Blake
I know how upsetting this is to you. I want you to tell me everything you can
about Max Poston<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>EXCUSE ME! </b>Miss
Benet barked, standing up to face Agent Blake. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>If you want to speak to my client, you will do so through me!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr. Blake </b>he
continued, heedless of Miss Benet. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If
you think I cant hold you here after what you did you are most certainly
mistaken<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre in no
position to charge him with anything Agent Speets! </b>Miss Benet was not to
be ignored. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Unless the FBI is now
taking jurisdiction in local police matters? Are you charging my client with
something?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He continued to ignore her.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Mr. Blake until my questions are answered to my fullest satisfaction,
I can tell you exactly when youll be released<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That will be in
twenty minutes when I get Judge Candrow on the phone Agent <span class=SpellE>Speets</span>!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He lost his patients with this woman and raised his
voice at Adam.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> I suggest you look
across the table to your high priced lawyer and get her to explain the phrase
When hell freezes over to you!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>She moved closer
to Speets. That sounds like a threat to me Agent <span class=SpellE>Speets</span>!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I have a dead
boy not five miles from here! Strangled to death! And another one missing! And
the only thing connecting them is this man! </b>He pointed to Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You mean besides
Max Poston? </b>she asked. Agent Speets leveled his eyes at her; unhappy with
her knowledge. She pressed the point. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Because
last time I checked, not only was he with Mr. Blakes Son, but the Anderson boy
as well. Maybe you missed that in your investigation<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas started to speak and then smiled instead.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Very good Miss Benet </b>he conceded. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im impressed<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre not the
only one with a badge Agent Speets. Why do you think Mr. Blake connects both
boys?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Because Mr.
Blake has a history of violence when his Son is concerned </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at Miss Benet. He knows, Adam thought. If
the statement stumbled Miss Benet, it didnt show.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That matter was
resolved and the guilty parties were dealt with<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He nodded.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> You
can seal as many files as you like Miss Benet. Im the FBI. Until I know
everything this man knows, he goes nowhere! </b>He moved to the door to leave.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have no
authority to keep him! </b>she called after him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I can be very
convincing when I need to be Miss Benet. Judge Candrow will hear my concerns as
well. Im sure he doesnt want to jeopardize an FBI investigation </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What do you want
from him? </b>She waved at Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DNA?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh no. He was
nice enough to leave plenty of that at the crime scene </b>He looked down at
Adams blood caked hand. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Then what? What
will it take to convince you he had nothing to do with any of this? A lie
detector?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well now Miss
Benet, I cant force a lie detector on your client. That would be illegal<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hell agree to
it! </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good. Say twenty
minutes to get him hooked up </b>he said smugly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet moved until she was right in front of him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You KNEW I was going to suggest that
didnt you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Miss
Benet, I dont come to an interrogation room without already knowing the
answers to the questions I ask<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He walked out but not before he saw her eyes flash. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sat in a large chair, his shirt open and electrodes
attached to his skin.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Miss Benet was
behind him watching the procedure carefully. Agent Speets stood before him and
waited for the tester to nod to him, letting him know to begin. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do you know Sam
Anderson?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes, he hurt my
Son<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just yes or no
answers Mr. Blake </b>Agent <span class=SpellE>Speets</span> told him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Have you ever
physically met Sam Anderson?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Have you ever
been to your Sons school?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Have you been
there in the last week?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Have you seen
your Son in the last 72 hours?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do you know
anyone who wants to hurt you or your Son?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet looked from Adam to Agent Speets. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Anyone beside
Max Poston?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam hesitated.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
No<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Have you ever
hurt a child?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams mind raced to the supermarket and the kids he
beat up. He thought of his last time with April.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont answer
that! </b>Miss Benet said behind him before he could speak. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Agent Speets looked at her for a moment and then back to
Adam. He didnt correct her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Have you ever hurt
your Son?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No </b>Adam
stated quickly. Agent Speets looked at the tester who nodded his head, telling
him Adam spoke the truth. Nicholas didnt really expect any other answer but he
had to be sure.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Would you kill
to protect your Son?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Adam didnt have to
think about his response. <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The tester moved back a little as if the answer upset
him. He looked at Agent Speets and nodded again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Okay Mr. Blake </b>Speets
took a deep breath. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do you have ANY
information about the death of Sam Anderson or your missing Son?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas waited for the nod from the tester before he
nodded to Miss Benet.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Alright, Im
satisfied, your client can go<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stood up and ripped the cords off his body.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now what the
hell happened to Drew!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas sighed.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
Lets get you cleaned up and well talk in the next room. He left with Miss
Benet hot on his heels.<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre ready to
tell us everything?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>As I said Im
satisfied Miss Benet. Mr. Blake couldnt have killed Sam Anderson because he
was with Max Poston at the time of the murder<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Her eyes glowed.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
If you knew that what the hell was all this for?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He stepped closer to her.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Because he knows something. I dont know what it is but he knows it
nonetheless. Even if hes not aware of it. And I have to be sure hell tell me
the truth before I tell him what we know<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How are you so
sure of that?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Because only Mr.
Blake and Mr. Poston connect everyone together. Whatever violent relationship
those two have has spilled down on Sam Anderson and I want to know why that
boy, that particular boy, was killed<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Then shouldnt
you give Max a lie detector test as well?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He opened his hands palm up.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> I already did<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This is what we
know </b>Agent Speets began. Adam and Miss Benet were on the other side of the
table, no handcuffs held him down this time but two large police officers where
in the room behind him, just in case.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>At the time you
and Mr. Poston were having your disagreement; Sam Anderson was across town
walking home from school when he was attacked in the woods near his home. The last
time he was seen alive was by four students who spoke with him on school
grounds. He left shortly after, not to be seen again. His body was found
uncovered in a secluded grove, strangled. Time of death is consistent with the
time a 911 call came in from Mr. Postons home. Which means, neither Mr. Blake
nor Mr. Poston were there<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet looked at Adam and put one hand on his thick
forearm to silence him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Roughly two
hours later, a backpack belonging to Andrew Blake was found on the side of a
highway leading west, forty some miles out of town. Once again, there is no way
either of you could have been there, since Mr. Poston was in an ambulance and
Mr. Blake was in custody at the time<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Then why do you
think both boys are connected? </b>Miss Benet asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Because a hair
was found on Sam Andersons body that matched a hair found on Andrew Blakes
pack </b>He looked at Adam carefully. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This
hair didnt belong to either boy, Mr. Poston or Mr. Blake<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Who has my
fucking Son!?! </b>His blood ran cold.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wish I knew
Mr. Blake </b>Nicholas said truthfully. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But
make no mistake; something connects your Son to Sam Anderson, that much is
clear. Both you and Mr. Poston have a violent relationship in regards to your
boy, and Mr. Poston brought that same problem to Sam and his older brother.
Andrew was the center of attention each time but someone targeted Sam Anderson
specifically<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams mind raced. He looked around, not understanding
why anyone would hurt Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look Mr. Blake
I need to know everything you know. Somewhere, someone else is involved with
both of these boys and I cant find them without your help<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill do anything
to help you! </b>Adam leaned forward. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I believe you.
The FBI is running every test on the backpack that we can. Everyone at the
school has been accounted for including bus drivers, teachers and crossing
guards. No one saw either boy after they left school. Drew missed his bus, so
he left by other means. Sam walks home every day. Only Max connects both boys
and only you connect Max to Drew<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was frustrated.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
Can I get out of here?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes, Miss Benet
has seen to that already. You can leave right away. Dont leave town Mr. Blake.
As soon as I know anything youll be contacted on your cell phone </b>He
looked at Adam as the big man stood up. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If
you can think of anything relevant please call me, no matter how small it may
be<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded his head.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> What about Max?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr. Poston
passed his test as well. He doesnt know much more than you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Agent Speets walked out with a nod to Miss Benet. Adam
turned to her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I need to talk
to Max! </b>he said.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max stood behind a car, keeping it between him and Adam.
He looked around at the people moving through the parking lot. He only agreed
to meet Adam and Miss Benet in a public place. He wanted as many witnesses as
possible, just in case.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im not gonna
hurt you Max </b>Adam told him. Max didnt believe him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah cause your
track record has been so good </b>he replied sarcastically.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet came into the conversation. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Max, Im Mr. Blakes lawyer, Lisa <span
class=SpellE>Bennet</span> </b>She looked over Maxs bruised face and glanced
disapprovingly at Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We know the FBI
has already talked to you and we want to see if you two can help find Drew
together<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max kept his eyes on Adam.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> I told them everything I know. I took a lie detector test!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know Max,
Agent Speets told us. He said you passed, as did Mr. Blake </b>her hand waved
at Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The two of you need to talk
Max </b>she looked from him to Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Figure
out what connects both boys together<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took a step forward and Max moved back.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Max? </b>he said with a deep voice. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did you ever hurt my Son?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO! </b>he
answered. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sir </b>he added. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wouldnt hurt Drew<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet looked from one to the other.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> If he wanted to hurt Drew he could have
let him fall in the ditch or abandon him in the woods that day </b>she said to
Adam. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If I was into
hurting kids, I wouldnt pick one with a Father like you!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benets eyebrows went up in agreement.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> He has a point. There are plenty of kids
to pick from without </b>she looked Adams thick body over, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>putting his own life in jeopardy </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt stop watching Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>MaxI love my Son </b>He reached out his hand in the teenagers
direction. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Will you help me find him? </b>Max
didnt move; he only looked at the outstretched hand. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Max </b>Miss
Benets soft voice added.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked up at her and then checked to see that people
were still in the area. It made him feel safer. He walked around the car and
shook Adams strong hand. Adam reached up and put a hand on his shoulder. Max flinched
as he remembered the punch he took to the face earlier. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thank you Max </b>Adam
said sincerely. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They sat on at a table outside a fast food store to
talk. Max told them about meeting Drew for the first time in the woods and
fixing his bike. Miss Benet had already found that information out but she wanted
to hear if Maxs version was different from the one she heard. When he got to
the part about Sam and his friends, Miss Benet interrupted. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did you hurt Sam
Anderson?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked around as if he didnt hear her correctly.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Iyou know, scared him a little<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She leaned in.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
Did you touch him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max shrugged innocently.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> I may have pushed him off his bike, or maybe he fell? </b>No one
believed that. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And after you
pushed him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max waited as if he didnt understand, in a vain attempt
to hold off his answer.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did you hurt
him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He sighed.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> I
sort of kicked him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked around in frustration. Max jumped on his
attitude.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>OH YEAH! Cause
YOU never hit kids!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet held up her hand between them before Adam
could answer but he managed to lean in enough that Max moved back and out of
range. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did he tell you
he broke my Dads ribs? </b>Max said to her, pointing a finger at Adam. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Or how he knocked me out with a strangle
hold?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet glanced at Adam for a moment and nodded her
head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes Max, I know all about it. I
know your relationship with Mr. Blake is somewhat tangled, but were here about
Drew right now. Lets stay focused on that alright? </b>She said this to Max
but it was clearly for Adams benefit. He shrunk back in his seat at hearing
his Sons name used. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>So Max continued to tell his story up until finding
Sammys brother Jake.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So you went to
tell him about his little brother? </b>Miss Benet asked. Both Max and Adam
looked at her for a moment. It was obvious she didnt understand who Max was.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont think
talking was on Maxs mind when he went. Was it Max? </b>Adam asked. Miss Benet
took a quick minute and realized how nave her question was.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey, I got my
own way to communicate with the locals </b>Max lifted up his arms and laced
his fingers behind his head showing off his big biceps. Adam wasnt impressed. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im what you call a people person </b>he
grinned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You hurt his
brother too! </b>Miss Benet looked from Max to Adam to make sure she got it
right. Adam nodded to her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I got him in his
garage with his two buddies<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Three of them
and just you? </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max grinned at her. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah.
They didnt stand a chance<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>She didnt
believe him. She turned to Adam but he continued to look at Max. She tilted her
head to the side with doubt in her eyes. <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do I look like
Id lose in a fight? </b>Max asked her smugly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Want ME to
answer that? </b>Adam leaned in making Max sit up and lean away again. His
face lost the grin and he became quiet.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet began to speak but Adam interrupted her. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Get talking Max!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max finished his story without all the embellishments he
usually added when someone was present to brag too. Adam wasnt his usual
company and saw through his slick charms.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And you told all
this to Agent Speets? </b>she asked. Max nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Well I know hes been working with your ex-wife </b>she said to Adam.
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But I dont see how all this couples
Drew and the Anderson boy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I took a lie
detector </b>Max offered.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know Max, and
we believe you </b>she said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Agent
Speets believes the two of you somehow tie both boys together<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive never even
heard of him before </b>Adam said, of Sammy Anderson. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Why did you approach those kids to begin with?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max shrugged.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
Just because I dont live here anymore doesnt mean people dont know me. Im
not having Drew run around with me so he can get beat up. One of my friends
gets pushed around then I take it personally<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>First of all,
youre a nineteen year old boy. My Son doesnt run with you Max! Hes only
eight. You had no business branding him with your reputation<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So hes safe
with his Stepdad then? </b>Max said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Because
when I met him, he didnt look like anyone I would be afraid of. Drew is a
little kid with no brothers, he could use a wing to hide under, you know?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Max I thought
last time we met you would have realized Drew only needs ME<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Except YOU dont
live here Mr. Blake<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sat back, not liking how Max pushed him into a
corner. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Gentlemen, this
is a moot point. Drew is missing and the Anderson boy is dead. Cooperate<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After another thirty minutes of comparing stories, Miss
Benet got up and looked at her phone.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> I
have to make some calls. I want to speak with the FBI again and make sure the
news conference about Drew is ready. Ill call you as soon as I know something
</b>She looked at Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Give me a
dollar<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked confused but reached in his pocket and gave
it to her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now Im your
lawyer Max. Anything you tell me is confidential<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do I need a
lawyer?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded her head.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
The FBI is looking into your past, and Im sure your years as an altar boy
will speak volumes about your character </b>she said sarcastically. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I was a
juvenile. Those records are sealed </b>he paused. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Right?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Theyre the FBI
Max. Theres no such thing </b>She stuffed the bill in her pocket and left.
Adam stood up and took his keys out of his pocket.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Where you
staying? </b>Max asked him, trying to sound indifferent. He was suddenly
uncomfortable being alone with Adam. Adam shrugged.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill get a hotel
nearby. I cant stay with my ex, shed drive me up the fucking wall<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked around and nodded.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Wellyou can bunk with me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at him.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
With you?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, my moms
away and Im at her place. No one else is there </b>He looked Adam up and
down. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But the phone works fine and the
police can be there in minutes!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam leered at him.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
Well if youre frightened I can go get some handcuffs from the police while
you hug your teddy bear<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Who said I was
scared?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam lunged forward quickly making Max jump back. He
gave Max a knowing look.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whatever! You
can sleep downstairs by the door you busted down<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come on tough
guy!</b> Adam said impatiently<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They walked to the parking lot and Max climbed in Adams
truck. He didnt have his own vehicle because his windshield was cracked during
the fight. He felt self conscious as Adam filled up the drivers seat with his
muscled body. It would take him a second to kill Max and he left his door
unlocked just in case he needed to jump. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As they drove off Adam said,<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Shes not here anymore Max, its just us guys now. You have something
else to tell me?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max shook his head.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
No sir. I dont </b>He thought of Drew snuggled up in his arms and the way
the boy gravitated to him physically. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, well have
all night together to think things over </b>Adam said, looking straight ahead.
He was so concerned with Max and what he knew about his Son, that he forgot to
turn his cell phone ringer on after the police gave it back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>If he had, he would have seen a missed call from Tony.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max had a pizza delivered and he sat on the sofa with
Adam. Adam had taken some boards from the shed and made a makeshift door. They
talked as he worked and shared stories about Drew. Max told him about fixing
his buddies car and showing Drew what all the parts did and how excited he had
been. Adam listened carefully making sure not to interrupt him. He wanted Max
to spill everything about his Son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched the television as the police came on and
spoke of Drews disappearance. He felt sick to his stomach as his boys picture
was shown on screen. Max put a hand on his shoulder but didnt say anything. It
was on every local channel. It had been playing in different forms for the last
few hours. Miss Benet ran the televised news conference with Agent Speets.
Every news channel was eager for the story but Adam couldnt watch anymore.
When his ex-wife came on and pleaded for Drews return, Adam turned off the TV.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max handed him a fresh beer and watched as Adam drank it
all down in one gulp. He didnt need to be asked, he simply handed another one
to Adam and left him his space. It was getting late and he had a long day, not
to mention how his face still hurt. He went to his room. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hours later Max woke up and sat up in bed. He heard
sounds from down below and jumped up defensively. Then he remembered how Adam
was downstairs and what happened over the last day. His face hurt badly and he
went to his bathroom to take some pain medication. His face looked terrible but
in a way it made him look even more badass then he already was. He grinned at
his reflection. Damn that man could hit.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max found Adam leaning up against the kitchen counter,
another beer in his hand. He was wearing his jeans but no shirt and his strong
chest and broad shoulders were even more impressive bare. Max walked in, making
noise, not wanting to surprise him. Adam looked at him with glassy eyes. Max
knew there would be little if any beer left in the refrigerator, but on impulse
he opened the door and found a few left.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You holding up?
</b>Max asked softly. Adam lifted the bottle in salute and drank from it
deeply. He took a beer from the refrigerator and tapped his bottle to Adams.
He nodded to the living room and Adam followed him inside. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Its gonna be alright. Well find him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt look convinced. He walked over to the front
door and looked outside through the boards he put up. Max stood near him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You really love
your Son </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stared outside. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You have no idea<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max had never felt the way Drew must feel. He didnt
know what it was to be cherished and cared for the way Drew was. Or to be held
in his fathers arms or rocked to sleep by his mother. Max was troubled for
good reason. He saw in Drew what he never had. He moved closer to Adam. For
some reason he felt closer to Drews life when he was near the big man. As if
it might rub off on him and his life would be better for it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey </b>he
said. Adam turned to him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill do
anything to help you. I mean it<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put a hand on Maxs shoulder and squeezed him. He
moved it up and took hold of the back of his neck and began to rub him. Max
felt so small all of a sudden. He was trying to be tough in front of this
imposing man but he knew if he spoke now his voice would crack. Adam looked at
him with affection, in a way his own father never had. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre a good
boy Max. Im glad youre watching over Drew<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max felt himself swallow. He didnt have an answer for
him and even if he did, it would probably come out wrong. He looked out the
makeshift door and took in the silence. Adams hand stayed on his neck and
continued to rub him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Suddenly Max turned to him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do you hear
that?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams brow furrowed.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> Hear what?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked around.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>
Somethings ringing </b>He moved away from Adam and into the living room. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its not my phone<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached into his pocket and found his phone. The
ringer was off but the phone wasnt active. He turned on the volume and looked
around with Max. He heard it too. Max went back to the door and stepped outside
on the porch. He turned to Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its coming from
your truck!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam bounded down the stairs. The ring was definitely
louder now. He opened the door and heard the phone. It came from his glove
compartment. He knew what it was instantlythe prepaid cell phone Tony gave
him. He reached for it and flipped it open.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hello?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Adam, where the
fuck have you been? Ive been trying to get a hold of you for hours! </b>Tonys
voice was fast and irritated. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive been busy.
The cops had me for questioning and Ive been through hell!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know you have.
Ive tried your regular cell too when you didnt answer this one. I saw the
special about Drew on the news<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hang on a
second </b>Adam turned to Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its a
friend. Go back inside<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max turned away not questioning Adam. He went back up
the porch and when he disappeared Adam gave his attention back to Tony.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I appreciate the
call Tony but Im not in the mood to go over the story again with someone else<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No Adam! </b>Tony
interrupted. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We have a problem! I think
I know who took Drew!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>WHAT! </b>Adam
barked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you alone?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at the house. Max was still inside. He
walked near the woods anyway after telling Tony to hang on a second.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I am now<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Adam I got a
phone call from a peer. And by that I mean someone else in the business that
does what I do </b>Adam knew exactly what Tony meant, another film maker. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He said a client has been paying large
sums of money for any and all movies featuring Drew<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew! How would
he even know about him? You sold the movies we made to private clients<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And thats the
problem Adam. Two of the movies went to the same client<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The overseas
buyer?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That doesnt
mean much when you have large sums of cash like that. He travels in different
circles than most of us<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Wait! Go back!
How do you know any of this?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My friend knew I
supplied the movies to this guy because the guy told him. He wanted to know if
any more were floating around<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why didnt he
just ask you then?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He did, and I
told him no. I dont work like that Adam you know that. I make movies for
select clients and I dont advertise who has what<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go on </b>Adam
said, clinging to each of Tonys words.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Anyway, this man
contacted not only my buddy but others in the business as well, all with the
same request. He wants Drew!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Wait! Fucking
wait! How would he even know where to find Drew, or what his full name was?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was a pause on the phone.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> We made the last two movies for him, but the first one went to a
different client. You remember that first film?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam remembered of course. It was Drews first time on
camera. Adam was completely out of frame in the shot and he never used Drews
name. It was a straight blowjob film. It was made to get Drews feet wet and
see how he took to video.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course I do </b>he
replied.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Adam </b>Tony
said firmly. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You remember how that film
started?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams throat clenched.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> GOD DAMN!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And he remembered.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><u>Drews First
Film<o:p></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><u><o:p><span
style='text-decoration:none'> </span></o:p></u></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony sat in his van with the one way mirrored windows
and filmed Drew as he walked off the bus. He was beautiful and Tony remembered
how bright the boys blue eyes were when they met the previous day. He knew
Tony would be making a movie of him and his Dad, but Tony wanted the opening
shots to be spontaneous and natural. Drews silky hair bounced around his
angelic face and he bounded down the big steps of the yellow bus and landed on
the blacktop. He had no idea he was being filmed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony zoomed in to show him smiling at his friends and
waving in the air to them. Some of them approached and patted Drew on the
shoulder the way kids do, and Drews face beamed with delight. At that age he
didnt have a care in the world and it showed as he interacted with the other
kids. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony pulled back some to show the others but the focus
was always on Drew. The others only framed the shot. He followed Drew up the
walkway and into the front of the school doors. He panned away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A large sign came into view on camera Pinecrest
Elementary School</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony ended the first part there, picking up hours later
when Adam told him he would be at recess. Once more Tony filmed the boy playing
outside with his friends and having fun running back and forth playing with a
Frisbee. Tony took some high speed shots of Drew with a telephoto lens. The
boys flushed face and innocent smile would look great on the movie menu!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was at home doing his homework. Tony filmed him
from one angle to the next, slowly moving around him with the expensive video
camera. Drew didnt pay any attention to him. This took some doing as Drew kept
giggling when Tony came near, so that was remedied by using the zoom instead.
Drew was doing a great job, but he was only a kid after all and couldnt be
expected to win an Oscar for his performance. That wasnt the point anyway.
Tony knew, after meeting Adam and his Son, that the chemistry between them
would come over on film like fireworks.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The first time he saw them together, Tony knew he struck
gold. The boys eyes literally gleamed whenever he looked at his Dad. It amazed
Tony that they were even related. Adam was so big and rugged and Drew had thick
blonde hair and a slight frame. He couldnt imagine the boy growing up to
resemble his Dad. When he heard that Adam was divorces he just assumed Drew was
so affectionate because he missed his Father, but Adam assured him Drew had
always been that way. And after spending the better part of three hours with
them, Tony knew Adam had told the truth. The child never tiered of his Fathers
touch. If Adam moved too far away, Drew closed the distance himself.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy clung to his Dads bulky frame, his small hands
squeezing the large muscles in Adams shoulders. He watched Adam as he spoke to
Tony, his face lit up like a Christmas tree! The boy was in love.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Every time Adam said something about Drew he would look
at his Son, and his face would soften just slightly. It was a look that only
came out for his Son, but for a professional like Tony, it was film magic.
These two were not only incredibly hot by themselves, but together, they were
fire. Tony watched as Adam unconsciously kissed at his Son when the boy spoke
or laughed. Drew never flinched away like most kids would. He soaked up the
love like a sponge. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony took it all in, every second of it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew seemed comfortable with Tony but Tony knew in
reality it had nothing to do with him. The boy would feel safe no matter where
or who he was with, as long as his Dad was there. It was a level of trust that
only a real Father and Son would have. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony pitched the film to Adam and they agreed to keep
Drews name out of it and not film the mans face. This was the first film for
both of them after all, so Tony wanted to give assurances that Adam couldnt be
identified in case the unthinkable happened.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
</span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>So Tony kept the shot low and Adam was conscious not to
refer to his boy by name. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew sat at the table with his books spread before
him.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Tony zoomed in on the boys
beautiful face and got a great close-up of his bright blue eyes as the child
looked from page to page. After a few moments Tony felt the floor list as Adam
entered the room. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He walked up behind the boy and reached out with his
large hand to stroke at the white blonde hair. Drew responded instantly to the
touch. Tony pulled back the view slightly to show the Adam from just above the
waist on down. There was no question the man was built. His large thighs bulged
out from his jeans and moved powerfully underneath them. His hand had thick
fingers that ran across the young boys head and followed up to a mighty
forearm with soft brown hair. Veins bulged out from under the flesh and when he
ran those fingers down Drews neck, the boy shivered in delight.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew turned and gave Adam a big smile, looking up at the
man who was off frame. Tony couldnt see him either. He liked to film the
action the same way as the viewer would see the finished product. It made editing
less hassle in the long run.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hi Dad<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams fingers ran gently up the childs baby soft cheek
and then worked back down the same path.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey baby </b>a
deep voice echoed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew kept his genuine smile fixed on his Father.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You almost
done? </b>Adam asked him. Drew nodded his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Almost<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hand moved to Drews mouth and Tony zoomed in to
show the large thumb rub across the boys full pink lips. Drew never stopped
smiling.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Can I take a
break Dad? </b>Drew asked Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved away but held out his hand to his boy. Drew
took it; his small hand completely engulfed by Adams, and let himself be
pulled from the chair.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I think a break
sounds good Son<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam led Drew to an open part of the living room and
moved him around until they faced each other.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You love your
Daddy?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded and Adam stroked the boys face again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah you do<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hand dropped to his side and he simply stood
there before Drew. Drew looked down the mans muscled body until his eyes
rested on the heavy mound between Adams legs. Without a word, Drew reached out
with one hand and placed upon it. Tony zoomed in slowly as Drew began to
squeeze and rub at it. He caught Drew looking up and smiling at his Dad before
the boys face was out of frame. The action now centered on more important
things. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What a good boy
you are </b>Adam said softly to his Son. Drews other hand came up now and
began to work at his Fathers heavy crotch aggressively. Adams dick began to
jerk beneath his jeans. It swelled up right as Tony filmed it, lengthening and stretching
outward, looking for more space in which to grow. Drew was no novice at this.
He didnt fumble or hesitate; the boy knew what he was after. His small fingers
found his Dads prick and he traced it up and down, moving more and more as the
cock grew bigger and bigger. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Slowly Tony pulled back. Drews eyes were locked in
concentration on his hands as if Adam no longer existed. To say Drew was
mesmerized was putting it lightly. Tony doubted if Drew even realized he was
getting filmed anymore. Somehow nothing else seemed important to the child at
that moment than the large lump between his Fathers legs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As the minutes past Drews face scrunched up in semi
frustration. He was having some difficulty with the thick fabric of his Dads
jeans and wasnt sure what to do about it. Adam was throbbing underneath and
Drew found less and less slack in the mans pants to work at the treasure
below. Just as Tony thought the boy might get too annoyed, Adam spoke up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it Son.
Take your time<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew didnt look up but his face changed. As if hearing
his Fathers voice was all he needed, his brow smoothed out and his fingers
seemed to relax and enjoy the moment. This was no acting and Tony knew it. This
came as natural to Drew as breathing did. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boys hands pushed and gripped at the heavy meat
trapped inside Adams jeans until the outline of the mans massive prick stood
proudly out.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ready love?
</b>Adam asked softly. Drew didnt respond. He just kept rubbing at the big
dick. Adams hand came up and stroked Drews cheek to get his attention.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Baby?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews eyes stayed where they were. Adam gently lifted
the boys head up by the jaw until Drews eyes looked up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddy? </b>Drew
said, as if just waking up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ready
angel? </b>he asked, a little amused. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It took a moment before Drew understood. His face broke
into a big smile and he nodded his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Tell Daddy what
you want </b>Adam coached him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews eyes stayed locked on Adam, and without missing a
beat he said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wanna suck your cock!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stroked Drews cheek again and then let his hand
fall back to his side. Drew looked back down and pulled at the button of Adams
jeans. He tugged the zipper down and pulled open the jeans as best he could.
Adams thick cock leaped out at Drew and stood rigid before the boys face.
Tony had to pull back some to get the whole thing in frame. Drews hands
wrapped around it and squeezed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams cock thickened immediately at the boys touch and
throbbed wildly in his hands. His small fingers could barely hold it steady and
once again Drew lost touch with everything else in the world except what was in
his grasp. He leaned in and rubbed the beastly prick against his face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony was beside himself. He had never seen a child so
into sex before. This boy wasnt coached or instructed in any way. Drew did all
of this on his own like it was second nature to him. Tony had made many films
with all type of cooperation, from non-existent to fully compliant, but never
unscripted, where the child controlled what happened. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Not until now that is. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony kept the camera steady. He placed it on the ground,
letting the tripod hold it still. He had to look at Adam for a moment to see if
he was going to do anything about Drew. He lifted his head up. Adam was looking
down at Drew, his hands still at his side. The big man seemed as unfocused as
his Son. His eyes were locked on the boy but he made no move to interrupt the
child in any way. Adam was disconnected.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony looked back through the lens at Drew. The boy was
still lovingly rubbing his Fathers heavy prick against his face, running the
head across his lips and cheeks and beneath his nose. Drew breathed deeply,
taking in his Dads smell. He pulled back and looked at his Fathers large
cock. He held it at the base with one hand and stroked it gently with the other
hand. He leaned in and kissed it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>FUCK! Tony thought to himself. Who is this boy? </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He heard Adam groan. It wasnt loud but loud enough that
the camera picked it up. This big man cant be losing control already Tony said
to himself. He didnt have time to look up at him, he had to stay focused on
Drew. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They boy began to kiss at the fat head, over and over
again, as if each previous time wasnt good enough and he had to try again,
just to get it right. Adam made no move to stop him either way and Tony wasnt
about to object to the incredible sight. The boy was so small and should have
been scared by the size of Adams prick. But this kid, this little blonde boy
was so drawn in by Adams cock; Tony thought he would probably throw a fit if
it was taken away from him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews soft red lips parted and his small tongue came
out and licked gently at his Fathers pulsing cockhead. The large muscles in
Adams thighs trembled and Tony almost jerked the camera to see what happened
to the man. He lifted his head to see Adams eyes opening and closing. The
mans upper body was moving back and forth in slight movements, clearly
responding to the boys tongue. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew circled the head of his Dads cock over and over
again and started to lap at the flared hole in the center. Tony zoomed in as
best he could framing Drews face and half of Adams huge prick. Drew stretched
out his tongue and lapped at the underside of the cock. The shaft pulsed in
reply and seemed to thicken even more if that were possible. Drew pulled back
and gazed lovingly at the massive rod in front of him. He kissed it again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>SUCK ON IT KID! Tony thought to himself. He almost
couldnt stand the anticipation anymore.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As if Drew could read his mind, the boys mouth opened
and he wrapped his lips around the solid cock throbbing between Adams legs. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was a problem though and Tony saw it instantly. He
was so caught up in the sight of Drews obsessive behavior he just now saw Drew
for what he really was.an incredibly small eight year old boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He cant do it Tony thought. And he was right. Drews
lips moved down the flared head of Adams hard cock but stopped short of taking
it in. He was too small!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony zoomed away. He had to see the whole thing. Drews
tiny body stood as tall as he could and Adams cock looked like a baseball bat
in his hands. Adams legs were tense and the large muscles flexed beneath the
denim fabric as Drew feasted on his big dick. Tony looked up at Adam. The mans
eyes burned into the boys face. An earthquake couldnt have separated the two.
Tony knew he was as lost as the boy was but for different reasons. Drew didnt
see the problem it was clear to Tony. He didnt hesitate to stroke, kiss, and
lick or even suck his Fathers heavy prick. But Adam was straining to hold
himself back. It must have been taking a great effort not to thrust his cock
inside the childs mouth and take what he wanted. Especially considering his
size.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But that was it Tony knew. Adam never forced Drew. The
child didnt know what it was to be forced to do anything. He never had fear
because he was never given reason too. Adam protected him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony filmed as the blonde boy sucked as much of the
throbbing prick that he could. For the first time since he started filming,
Adams hands came up and gently pulled Drews away. The boy closed his eyes and
rested his hands on his Daddys big legs and began to nurse.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Damn! Tony thought. This is gonna make lots of money!
The kids head twisted slowly from side to side, in a vain attempt to somehow
capture more of his Dads large cock in his mouth. Adam was no bystander
either, or at least his cock wasnt. It seemed to be trying to cooperate with
the boy on some primal level, all by itself. It pulsed and twitched in the air
as Drew sucked on it, as if it knew what the boy was trying to do. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hands clenched into fists and Tony couldnt help
but look up. The mans face was tense and showed his concentration. He pulled
his arms behind his back, his hands still balled into fists.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Tony watched as his hands opened and closed,
gripping so hard the blood ran from the knuckles. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it baby </b>he
managed to say to his Son. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it for
Daddy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned his reply, still keeping his eyes closed. He
heard his Dads voice. It made his small body tremble. One of Adams hands came
around as soon as Drew moaned, but stopped before touching the boy. Adam didnt
want to interrupt his Sons concentration and with extreme effort he brought
the hand behind his back again, once more making a tight fist.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my boy </b>he
groaned out.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews brow furrowed in concentration as he sucked hard
on the head of his Daddys big dick. His fingers dug into the heavy thigh
muscles on Adams legs unconsciously, but Tony knew the kid could have drawn
blood and it wouldnt have mattered to Adam. The man just wanted his Son to
suck his dick; any way the boy could!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It didnt take more than five minutes of this before
Drews efforts were going to pay off. Tony knew a pending orgasm when he saw
one. Adams legs began to bend at the knee and he kept adjusting himself to
stand back up. The mans hands took hold of the back of his legs and gripped
them with strong fingers. His eyes moved from Drews face to the ceiling, over
and over again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony zoomed closer to Drews face. There was no way he
could get both the boy and Adams cock in its entirety so he picked the boy.
Drews mouth was open to the limit and his moaning became louder and louder.
Maybe Adam was feeding the boy pre-cum, Tony couldnt be sure because Drew
never let it out of his mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it Son!
Thats it! </b>Adams voice was strained. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The big muscles in the mans body flexed at the same
time. His prick swelled to its fullest thickness and he came in Drews mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The first shot came out with so much force that Drews
eyes opened wide and his hands came up to grab the shaft instinctively. His
head pulled back but his mouth was still open. A white river of cream flowed
past his bottom lip and ran down his chin. He was about to cough but he was
also moving to take the dick back in his mouth. Before Tony could think, Adams
hand shot around and gripped Drew by the hair and pulled him away. The boy
coughed reactively, his mouth closing for a moment. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams big dick erupted another jet of thick cum that
splashed against the boys face and coated his skin with gleaming fluid. Drew,
to his credit, quickly recovered and opened his mouth again. Adams cum ran
down his face and past the boys open lips just as another load arched in the
air and landed in his mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew pulled forward, he used his hands to bring himself
closer but Adam was far stronger. Drew barely moved at all. Adam was looking
down, watching his Son carefully. Another blast erupted out of Adams horse
cock and hosed the childs face again. Adam reached down with his other hand
and took hold of his cock, moving it around as he continued to cum. Drews face
gleamed with the thick white baby making fluid, and his efforts to
redirect<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>his Dads dick to his open
mouth proved futile. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Finally after a virtual river of cum escaped from Adams
heavy prick, he let it go and allowed his Sons hands to aim it back at his
mouth. He eased up on the boys blonde hair and once more Drew had his Fathers
cock back in his hungry mouth. He closed his eyes and Tony filmed as the kid
began to swallow over and over again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>JESUS! Tony thought. He filmed the boy for long minutes,
Adam dick never seeming to tire. His hand changed from gripping his Son by the
hair to stroking his head lovingly. Tony looked up at Adam to see him smiling
lovingly down at his Son. The man turned to Tony for the first time. The spell
was broken and Adam was back to reality even if Drew wasnt. He smiled proudly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony nodded at him and finished filming until Drew was
done. When the boy opened his eyes the first place he looked was up at his Dad.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you
kitten </b>the man said to his boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew smiled for a moment and then remembered what he
wanted to say. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dad! I wanted
it!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Adam grinned at
his blonde Son. I know loveI know<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked back at his Fathers big cock and started to
kiss at it again. Whatever anger he had passed quickly and once more he took
what he wanted from his Dad. Adam watched and stroked his Sons hair as the boy
licked at his wet prick and rubbed it against his gleaming face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony didnt know how much money he was going to get for
this film, but he knew it was going to be a lot!<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>He panned out showing Drews small body and
the massive lower frame of the man standing before him, the big dick still
thick and jutting from between muscled legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The film ended.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The school
sign! </b>Adam said to Tony over the phone. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>He saw the fucking sign!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And he had the
other films already </b>Tony added. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The
ones where you used Drews real name<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My face is on
one of them!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know Adam<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took in a deep breath. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I cant go to the police with this Tony! Theyd throw me in jail for
the rest of my life. Id never see Drew again<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Adam his name is
Simon Angervoe. He bought the first film from the other client of mine. I
checked. And hes hosting a party about 100 miles of where Drew lives<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What kind of
party?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony heard the anger.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'> The kind of party all my clients want. Ones with real live kids!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This is all my
fault! I may as well have gift wrapped Drew and put him in the car myself! </b>Adam
moved back to the truck and punched the side, leaving a large dent.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Where
is it! </b>Adam demanded.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony gave Adam what information he could. Adam grabbed a
pen and wrote the address down. He looked up at the dark house where Max lived.
The boy looked out to see what the noise was.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Tony listen to
me </b>Adam spoke quickly. When he was done he asked Tony if he understood
what he wanted.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, I got it.
What are you going to do now?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam saw Max looking out at him. The boy was big, bigger
than Adam gave him credit for. No wonder the other kids were scared of him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im going to get
my fucking Son back!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre gonna
need help </b>Tony told him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I told
you what to expect<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max leaned against the frame of the doorway. Adam looked
him over. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I have help </b>Adam
stated truthfully. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><a name=Chapter12></a>CHAPTER TWELVE</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Those come in
black?</b> Adam asked Max of his white muscle shirt. The boy looked down and
nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go get it</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max went back upstairs coming back with a black
duplicate and pulled another short sleeve black shirt over his head to cover
the first. Adam held up a mask. It was the same one he used on the last film
with Tony.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have
anything like this?</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max grinned and left again. He came back with his own
version and showed it to Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That
will do</b> He reached in his pocket and put his cell phone on the table,
telling Max to do the same. Max looked at the door to the house.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>It may not be
safe</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam paid it no attention. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Just do it. And make sure its on</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max frowned but did as he was told. When they left the
house it was dark. Adam had gone into the shed out back and brought some
supplies with him. Max saw some rope, chains, a hammer and a crowbar. My kind
of party Max thought climbing in the truck. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I can get that
dent out if you want</b> Max told him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck the dent!</b>
Adam replied, pulling his door shut and starting the engine. He peeled out of
the driveway and headed for the freeway. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Twenty minutes of silence later Adam said, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks Max</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked at the big man beside him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its for Drew man. You dont have to thank
me</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The
police.they.</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max interrupted him, knowing what he was going to say
already. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, well thats gonna be
difficult on a count of how close I am to them</b> he grinned. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You do what I
say, when I say it</b> Adam simply said, with no threat in his voice. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its your show
man. Im just along for the ride</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam drove out of town, keeping to the speed limit, but
just barely. Max looked in the side mirror at his face. Adam told him to see
about covering it up and Max found some of his mothers makeup in her bathroom.
It wasnt a professional job to be sure, but the major part of the bruising was
no longer visible. Ice helped with the swelling. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I just want you
to know I can handle myself in a fight</b> He looked at Adam and added
defensively as he glanced at Adams bicep, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>With,
you knowhuman sized guys</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know you can
Max. Thats why I brought you along. I need someone I dont have to look after.
Someone Drew trusts</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So if it hits
that fan, Im gonna let loose</b> he said, pumping himself up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt even look at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Youll stay behind me unless I tell you otherwise. If anyone opens up,
its gonna be me. You fight if you have no choice son</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>SON The word hit Max like a punch. Even his Dad didnt
call him that. He sat up taller in the seat and clenched his fist.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes Sir</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked over to him and put a hand on Maxs knee and
squeezed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my boy</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max turned to face the window. Even in the dark he was
afraid Adam would see his face flush. He didnt pull his leg back however. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They sat inside the truck. Adam had circled around the
large mansion a few times to see if it was accessible any other way beside the
main gate. Calling it a mansion was an understatement, it was far more an
estate. There was a servants entrance to one side and tall hedges surrounded
the property. He found a stone wall behind them. Daylight was fast approaching
so Adam picked a spot that wouldnt draw too much attention. People were inside
moving around but not many. He tucked the mask back in his jeans and decided on
the best approach.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Get some sleep.
Ill keep watch</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sleep?</b> Max
seemed to protest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We go in when
the sun sets</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was about to say something but stopped when Adams
hand took hold of his leg again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Nighttime</b>
Adam said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew will be fine until
then</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes Sir</b> he
nodded and slumped down in the seat. Adam took his jacket from behind the seat
and covered Max up. He breathed in the smell of the man. It was all over the
jacket. It made Max feel better for some reason and it wasnt before long that
the teenager fell asleep. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked over the estate. He knew Drew would be part
of the party. If this Angervoe wanted to hurt Drew he would have already done
it. Adam needed this to end and couldnt help feeling guilty about making those
movies with Drew. His stomach knotted up each time he thought of them. How
stupid to film the actual school where Drew went. His hands gripped at the
steering wheel in frustration. He wanted to get his Son right then, but common
sense guided his actions now. He had to keep a level head. Drew needed him now
more than ever.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked at Max. The boy was under his jacket hidden
from sight. His body was strong and able. He remembered Max running away and
rolling through the door and how the boy thought on his feet even when he was
being chased. Adam nodded silently. Max would be perfect for this. The boy
seemed to genuinely like his Son even after the beatings Adam gave him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was a typical teenager with a bad past. Adam knew
the sort. He had almost been Max at one point in his life. He saw how Max took
the wrong roads, not that he had much say so in the matter.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Not with a father who beat him and degraded
him every chance he got. Max, in many ways, was more alone than Drew right now.
His muscled frame and tattoos couldnt hide the abused boy from Adams eyes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He felt an urge to touch Max to let him know he was with
him. His hand moved on its own and almost made contact with the slumbering
teenager before he pulled it back. He isnt my Son, Adam thought. Max has deep
problems and needs help and Adam was determined to do whatever he could, but
the boy wasnt used to affection. He knew Max would pull away from him. The boy
had been love starved his entire life. Now wasnt the time to change him. He
needed Max just the way he wasat least for another day.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hours had past but Max didnt know how many. He looked
up to find Adam staring out the window. Max looked and saw people driving in.
They looked like helpers but some of the guys looked a little too good to be
serving food. They didnt dress that way either. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whats going
on?</b> he asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Theyve been
coming and going. Looks like a party tonight. He was right</b> Adam said that
last part more to himself.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whos right?</b>
But Adam didnt answer him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are we
invited?</b> Max asked sarcastically. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I am</b> he
turned to Max and smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I need a
date!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max grinned and checked his makeup. It held up pretty
good but he took out some more and dabbed it on his face. Adam watched and
looked away after a moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im sorry about
that Max</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max shrugged. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont
sweat it. Ive had worse</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked back but didnt say anything. He reached out
and put his hand on Maxs neck and squeezed gently. The boy tried to act as if
he didnt notice but Adam could tell otherwise. He ran his hand down Maxs back
and gave him a pat.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sounds like its
time for another talk with your Dad. You know, Man to Man.</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max didnt look at him but he said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Id rather not talk about him if its cool with you?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams hand moved up and his fingers slipped into Maxs
thick black hair. He gripped it playfully.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Tough guy</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He turned to Adam and said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You know it!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After his makeup was fixed he asked Adam if he wanted to
sleep.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, Im good</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hes completely focused on Drew, Max thought. Hes gonna
move heaven and earth to get that boy back. Suddenly Max was happy for the side
he now found himself on. He reached in the back and grabbed some food from the
cooler and a drink. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How long was I
out?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam glanced at the clock. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Nine hours</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Man I must have
been more beat than I thought</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam kept looking around at the people moving in and out
of the mansions front gate. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You needed
it. I watched over you</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He said it so naturally, Max didnt have a reply. The
fact that anyone watched over him brought out something inside Maxsomething
small. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks</b> he
mumbled. Adam reached over and squeezed his leg.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats what Im
here for</b> he said, and meant it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Man Drew.Max thought. If hes like this with me whats
he like with you? Someones gonna get their ass kicked tonight. He looked over to
Adam out the corner of his eye. Even at rest the mans hairy arms were thick
with muscle. His hands were large and Max knew personally how strong they were.
Im lucky I can take a beating otherwise Id be dead. To be Drew and have this
man protect you, Max thought, his mind wandering. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam leaned back in the seat and it groaned slightly
with his weight. Max moved around a little and the seat didnt make so much
noise. He wasnt used to being the smallest in the room. Max didnt care for
the feeling too much.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whats the
plan?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We go in at nightfall.
Its doesnt look like there will be too many servants around. They seem to be
dropping things off and leaving. Only a small handful of them are constant</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What about
guards?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Six total. I
dont know if there are more inside but I would guess yes</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Armed?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Probably</b>
Adam looked at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont think it
will be a problem though. Lots of guys that look like you seem to be around. I
counted five so far</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Me?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, you
know.pretty boys</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Pretty boys?</b>
Max barked. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive been called a lot of
things but pretty isnt one of them!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Young
kids, well built</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam already knew the answer. He only told Max so much.
Luckily the teenager didnt seem to need much to participate. He told Max he
thought he knew where Drew was but it was something he couldnt go to the cops
with. Max agreed and never asked any questions. His must have found himself in
that spot more than a few times in his life. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Max I need your
help to get Drew back</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy looked confused. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Youve got it Sir</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam waved to the main gate. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Those boys are here for sex Max</b> He let it sink in. Max looked out
the window at two of them. They did sort of look like him, but not as big, Max
thought with more than a hint of pride. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sex with who?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam just looked at him. It took a second but Max shot
up in his seat. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DREW!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put a hand on Maxs chest and held him down. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Easy boy. I know</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stopped him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew
wont be the only one. There will be others. I want them here before we go in</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why not go now?</b>
Max said angrily. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daylighttoo
many people to see</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched him and was about to say more when Adam
continued.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I need darkness,
darkness for my Son, darkness for you, people to blend in withand most
importantly, alone time with our host</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fucking A!</b>
Max cried. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You think hes there now?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shrugged. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
dont know. But he will be there tonightand so will we</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The next hours proved to be the longest for Max. Adam
sat there thinking, calm. But Max could see it the longer he looked at him. Something
else was in Adam too. Something he didnt want Max to see. It was violent and
deadly. Adam was hunting.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max held his tongue, speaking of Drew as little as
possible. He had questions, lots of them, but he knew what it was like to be
asked questions you didnt want to answer. Hell that was almost every day of
Maxs life. The mere fact that Adam had asked him here hinted at how bad things
really were. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maybe Im expendable! Max thought with sudden
apprehension. He looked at Adam deep in thought. No, not him, he wouldnt do that
to me. And just then, as if Adam could hear his thoughts, the big man stretched
out with both his arms, letting blood flow to his cramped body. The one hand
that moved to Max settled on the boys neck again. Adam squeezed it
mechanically. His strong fingers pulled and worked his muscles rhythmically. Before
he could help himself, Max leaned down a little to give him better access It
felt so good to have Adam touch him. Max didnt know why, he just didnt want
it to stop.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As Adams fingers moved to Maxs thick head of hair he
realized what he was doing. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sorryreflex<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max tried to act as if it didnt matter to him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its cool</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam gave Max one final squeeze before he pulled back
his arm. Max no longer felt expendable. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Finally, nightfall.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ready?</b> Adam
asked. Max nodded. Adam took out his mask and opened the door to the truck. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I think I can
get us both in</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam gave him a skeptical look. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>How?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pointed to the servants entrance. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>See her?</b> Adam saw a young girl in a
servants costume manning the back door. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If
we can get to that point Im gonna talk our way in</b> Adam tilted his head to
the side. Max grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Trust me, the
chicks love Max!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They got out of the truck with their masks tucked inside
their dark shirts. Adam lifted Max up and pushed him up the stone wall. He
waited until Max was on top and then took a running start at it. He launched
himself up and pulled his big body to the top. Max waited for him. Adam took
his arm and told him to swing down. He lowered Max down as far as he could and
then let go. He landed on his feet and looked up at Adam, nodding his head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam dropped to the ground next to Max and they both
looked around to see if anyone noticed. There were lights all over the front
walk and they stayed in the large bushes as expensive cars pulled slowly up the
driveway and drove to the front of the house. A man was there to open each door
and from every car a man emerged.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This was different Adam thought. They had robes onblack
ones that went down to the ground. They also had masks covering their faces. He
couldnt tell if everyone of them were men, but he assumed it so because of
what Tony told him. He took hold of Max by the arm and pulled him along. They
made their way back to the door where the girl was. She was talking to one of the
boys and he was moving in with a black gym back in his hands.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im up</b> Max
said to Adam. He pulled off his black shirt and was left wearing just the
muscle tee underneath. He stuffed the first one in his back pocket and put his
baseball cap on, brim to the back. He pointed to a window on the first floor
just around the side. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Meet me there</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grabbed his arm. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Are you sure Max? I dont like separating so soon<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Trust
me, I know what Im doing Mr. Blake. Ill get in!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam let him go and Max walked over and smiled at the
girl. She looked a little startled to see him but smiled back nonetheless. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey angel!</b>
he grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Wheres the party at?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Performers are
supposed to be ready in 30 minutes</b> she said, looking him over. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Can you be ready by then?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He raised one big arm over her body and leaned against
the doorway. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im ready now love</b>
His eyes burned into her. She blushed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Wheres your
stuff?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eddie has it</b>
Max improvised, hoping she didnt know everyone in the mansion. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eddie?</b> she
asked. Shit, he thought. Time to turn on the charm.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah Eddie. You
know the guy who has little versions of these!</b> Max flexed his bicep,
making it stand out in front of her face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She blushed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That
would be everyone</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max leaned in closer. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Angel, are you flirting with me?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She didnt say anything but her red face spoke volumes.
Max struck while the iron was hot. He leaned down, took her jaw in his hand and
tilted her head up. He kissed her mouth, slipping his thick tongue inside for a
moment. She breathed deeply when he pulled away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Save me a dance
alright?</b> he grinned. She could only nod her head. Max walked past her and
patted her on the ass as he did. The door closed behind him and he looked
around. Two of the other boys were putting robes on similar to the ones the
other wore, but these were red. They had oil on their bodies making their skin
gleam. He looked around. There were more robes but doubted Adam would fit under
any without standing out. Better look for a black one for you, he thought. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched one boy slip a pair of tight shorts over his
naked body. No jeans, no shoes. Great! Max got undressed and stuffed his
clothes in a locker. Luckily he left his wallet in the truck and anything he
had to leave behind could easily be replaced. He hoped, however, that he
wouldnt have to drive all the way home looking like a gladiator. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boys looked him over. He stripped and asked one for
some oil. The kid had blonde hair and looked at Max with friendly eyes. The
ladies must love you, he thought of the boy. Max grinned. The boys face lit
up. Or maybe the guys love you, Max corrected himself. He fully faced the boy,
showing off his strong body. Round two he said to himself as he stepped toward
the blonde boy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do my back for
me?</b> The boy sort of blushed but nodded his head. Max felt the kids wet
hands run across his shoulders and down his spine. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Thanks, I can never do this part alone</b> Trying to sound as if he
fit in. The boys hands did more than just spread the oil around. He was
squeezing at Max, testing his flesh. Enjoy yourself, Max thought. This boy was
his way in. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No problem. I
dont mind</b> the boy replied as he ran his hands across Maxs strong back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So what on the
menu tonight?</b> Max asked nonchalantly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know the
usual. We get paid to go out and do what were told, no questions asked</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max turned. The kid liked him. He might have been
seventeen Max figured.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Knock yourself
out</b> he said nodding down to his chest. The boy didnt hesitate. He poured
oil into his hands and began to rub it over Maxs big chest. He looked up impressed.
Max grinned. The other boy came over to watch. He was older but not by much. He
looked down between Maxs legs. Oh yeah, Max thought. Im like a big glass of
water to these two thirsty boys!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded to him too. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Jump in!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The other kid had dark brown hair and he moved closer at
Maxs invitation. He took the oil bottle and applied it to Maxs shoulders,
running his hands down Maxs big arms. When he felt how hard Max was he looked
up, a little surprised. Max grinned at him. He lifted up his arms and moved
around as they oiled him up. The older kid kept looking down at his cock.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Man your big!
Theyre gonna love you tonight!</b> The blonde boy nodded in agreement with
the other.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max said to them, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its
what I call a crowd pleaser!</b> He smiled. The first boy handed him some
shorts.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Try to stuff
that in these!</b> he teased. Max slipped them on and adjusted himself so his
cock made a huge bulge between his legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This guy pays
good?</b> Max asked. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive been stiffed
before</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The dark haired boy shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No, he always pays and pays well. We get our money at the end</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max noticed he didnt say when the end would be. A party
like this could go on for quite some time. He felt the older boys fingers
squeeze his big biceps, testing their firmness again. Max flexed it for him and
winked. That seemed to satisfy him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We should get
going</b> the brown haired boy said. Max looked around and walked down the
hall counting doors. He paused when he thought he was by the room with the
window Adam would meet him by.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill be right
there guys</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They looked back and the blonde kid said, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont forget to pick up your mask</b>
Luckily he pointed ahead, so Max didnt have to ask any questions. He nodded
and said thanks. As soon as they turned Max moved through the door, pulling it
closed behind him. Adam was waiting just outside the window when Max lifted it
up. When he crawled in he looked Max over, his face showing clear amusement. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont ask!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He told Adam about the robes and masks. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I saw some wearing
black ones with red belts</b> Adam said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
think theyre security. I want one of those!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They walked out and moved to the next room where they
saw the masks. Max took one. There were four large black robes there as well.
Max pointed at them. He took the largest black robe off a peg. He didnt see
any belt though. He handed it to Adam who put it on without taking off any of
his clothes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What if they
check underneath?</b> Max said, showing off his own body under his red robe.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked Max over. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Then YOU distracted thempretty boy</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Great!</b> Max
said in annoyance. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What did the
guards wear?</b> Max asked about the masks, holding his up.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not those</b>
Adam said, looking for more. Max put the mask on and pulled up his hood. The
mask was a neutral white face made out of hard plastic. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>It had a line splitting the mask in two so the
bottom half could come off leaving the top in place if need be. He pulled the
robe around his body. Adam did the same with the hood, pulling it down to cast
his face in shadow. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They walked down the hall and saw six boys in red robes.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go with them. Do
what they do and look for Drew</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How will I find
you?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come back here
in one hour regardless. Ill be waiting. If Im not here, I took Drew, so leave
and go to the truck</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Alright</b> he
hesitated. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Anything else</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved close so his body touched Max. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Be careful. Im not leaving without you</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes
Sir</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max went with the others and mingled with them. Two were
about the same height as him so he didnt think anyone would see he didnt
belong. He watched Adam leave.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved around. The mansion was big. Everyone was
wearing a black robe and mask. There were some women here but not many. They
were fully naked except for masks and high heels. He counted five of them.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>He counted roughly fifty guys spread around.
Adam kept to the shadows and turned if anyone came near. He moved from room to
room until he found what he needed, a mask unattended. He lifted it up and put
it on his face. He looked in a mirror.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Now Im ready, he thought. Like the one Max had, this
mask was white with a neutral male face, except it was outlined in gold.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The mansion had many rooms and at least three floors. He
saw no kids. A sound of a deep bell rang through the air. Adam looked around,
moving back to the main hallway. A man in a blue and silver robe came walking
down a flight of stairs. Everyone looked at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Our host, Adam thought. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Welcome
friends!</b> he said. It seemed like his voice was being amplified by a
microphone. His mask was more elaborate than the others, but still it covered
his face completely. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im glad you all
could be here this evening. Ive done everything I could to ensure you have the
best night possible!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The crowd clapped and Adam joined in. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>As before, the
house is separated into various sections for your enjoyment. The first floor to
mingle</b> he waved his hand around the room. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>The second for interaction with our staff and of course the third
floor will be for interaction with our stars!</b> He looked up and Adams eyes
followed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Children lined the banister of the third floor. There
had to be fifteen in total, ranging from kids younger than Drew to young
teenagers. There were as many girls as there were boys. The second floor had
them too, but not as many. These kids were dressed up slightly. Some girls had
shoes and half masks as did some of the boys. Adam counted twelve. He looked
all of them over. He didnt see Drew, but he was far away and he could have been
under a mask, but Adam didnt think that likely. He had to be somewhere else.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Our staff will
be happy to help you with any desires you have, be it participation or
observation!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam saw the red robes enter. He didnt know which one
was Max but he looked around the room as they walked in. None of the guards
seemed to notice an additional boy. Good. Adam counted four guards on the first
floorone very close to Simon Angervoe. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He would have to be dealt with.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The red robes moved up the stairs to the second floor. A
loud bell sounded again and everyone clapped. The party had begun.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam noticed that Simon and his guards stayed near the
makeshift stage as six men in black robes circled around him. Adam moved closer
to hear what they said. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My friends</b>
Simon said, looking at each of them. He noticed that all six men wore a badge
on their chest. It was gold with a bird of some kind embossed on the crest. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>As usual, Ive spared no expense at
tonights gathering. Ive prepared a special treat for you at the end of the
evening</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The men looked at each other and nodded. These were
either close friends of Simons or they paid so much that Simon treated them to
more individualized attention. Either way, they could get close to Simon
without the guards bothering them. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What of your
special guest?</b> One of them asked. This seemed to anger Simon to some
extent. Adam watched the man wring his hands together and pull at his robes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Nono</b> he
stammered. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I will not be able to
accommodate you like I had hoped</b> He sounded very agitated. It was clear to
Adam that Simon Angervoe was used to getting anything he wanted. The reaction
of the men around him was equally interesting. They were at a loss for words at
hearing the news. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon continued. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My
guestwill not be able to join us tonight. He was injured before the party and
isnt ready to perform for us tonight</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>DREW!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam almost moved up to Simon to wring his neck but he
held himself back before the guards noticed him in the crowd. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hope its
nothing serious</b> One of the men said. Simon shook his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>A minor injury
to be sure, but enough that prohibits our enjoyment of him</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The men nodded. Adam thought of Drews arm. Charles said
it was in a sling.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Accidents
happen</b> One of them said. Simon spun at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>IT WAS NO
ACCIDENT!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The man stepped back and Simon instantly regained his
composure. He smoothed out his robes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The parties
responsible have beendealt with</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sweet Jesus, Adam thought. The Anderson boy! He was
killed for what he did to Drew! Nicholas Speets was right, the boys were
connected, but it wasnt because of Max or Adam. Simon had been watching Drew
for a long time. He must have planned to take him from the start. Now Drew was
too hurt to be a part of all this and Simon was pissed. Young Sammy had paid
for it with his life and maybe saved Drew in the process, Adam thought. Would
the man have been so careless if he didnt stop to kill the Anderson boy? Would
Drews backpack have been left on the side of the highway? Just how fucked up
did you have to be to strangle a little boy to death?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked around. Was Drew even here? It didnt seem
like Simon was the type to have his prized possessions out of sight for very
long. This place is big with many rooms. Drew has to be here! Adam stepped away
when the topic changed to other things. He went looking for a higher security
area. Drew would be there and so would he.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max moved up the staircase to the second floor. Two of
the smaller boys moved up to the third but Max wanted to stay with the others.
Safety in numbers and all that. He looked around the room at the kids. They
seemed clean, well cared for. The second floor had room after room. Doors were
open and inviting. Each room had long padded benches and sofas for the many
guests. Some had small stages in the center, no doubt for performers.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Shit! Max thought. Im a fucking performer!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The red robes started to slowly walk around as the men
in black came up to join them. The kids were the main attraction though and no
one gave Max much notice except for a nod here or there. Music began to play
from speakers in the ceiling. It was loud but not deafening. Heavy beats pushed
at the body as the voiceless melody filled the rooms. The men became more
involved.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched as one man took the hand of a small naked girl
and put her on the stage. He told her to dance. A small circle of black robes
formed around her as she began to move. Shes done this before, Max knew. She
was pretty comfortable with what she was doing. She was about ten. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The children began to be lead to various parts of the
second floor, as each room began to flow with black robes. Waiters appeared out
of nowhere carrying large silver trays with drinks and food. They worked
throughout the crowds soundlessly.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It seemed like more people were arriving. As Max moved,
he saw more black robes come up the stairs. Someone tapped him on the shoulder.
He turned around to find a masked man in a black robe.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Please</b> the
man said, waving to a girl laid out on a padded table about three feet off the
floor. Max moved with him and as they passed the open door of another room, he
saw a red robe standing behind a young boy; fucking him from the back. He
couldnt tell how old the kid was but lucky for him the boy behind him was the
smallest Max had seen yet. He thought about how big he was compared to the red
robe humping the boy. Dodged that bullet kid, he thought as he looked at the
small body rocking back and forth with each thrust. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Here I go! Max thought. He moved over to the girl. Six
men were around her, some drinking, and some eating. Their faces were covered
but like Maxs mask, the bottoms came off to expose the mouth. Max listened. It
didnt seem like anyone was talking. He wished he could see the other boys in
red robes to see how far he had to go. He walked up to the girl. She was naked
with long blonde hair. Her mask covered her face, but Max knew shed be
beautiful underneath. Her body was flawless, like porcelain. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He nodded to her and she instantly spread her legs apart
for him. He looked down at her hairless pussy. Her legs were covered in
stockings and she wore high heels. Max moved up and put his hand on her cunt.
Her body shivered at his touch. Damn she was soft!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked around to see the men had much more interest
in her now. They moved closer.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Im on! Max thought, as his fingers dipped inside her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved from the first floor to the second. He hadnt
found anything that hinted at a special room. The first floor had some rooms,
but they seemed suited for social events and large gatherings, not to mention
plenty of space for staff. He moved up the staircase and saw the reds. Some
were standing patiently for orders while other engaged in sex with the
children. He thought of Max for a moment. He hoped he would cope with all this.
Adam had no idea what Max had been exposed to as a child but if he was
anything, he was resourceful. If he spotted Max and found him in something he
didnt think he could deal with, Adam would find a way to get him out. Right
now he needed the boys eyes. There were just too many people here. His eyes
moved from group to group as the children became the center of every room
within moments.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>None of this shocked Adam. He had been on the business
end of this before and done much worse than this. At least these boys in red
were teenagers and not fully grown men. Well, none except for Max that is. That
boy was as built as they come without steroids of course. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>None of the kids were being hurt. It didnt
seem to be that sort of party, at least not in these rooms.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He moved, not interested in what was happening once the
child was confirmed to be someone other than Drew. Adam looked for other doors,
ones with guards perhaps. To his surprise, the waiters came out of panels in
the wall. There werent exactly hidden but they were built cleverly so not to
attract direct attention. Since Adam was a builder himself, he instantly began
to spot them all over the place. They allowed the staff to move around the
mansion without bumping into anyone or getting in the way of the performers. None
were guarded and he didnt bother to go inside any of them. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He walked into a large room filled with massive
paintings and a rich rug, in the center stood a red robed boy. His robe was
pulled back and he had his hands on his hips while a young boy, maybe six, was
sucking on his hard cock. Some of the black robes knelt down to look at the
child closely but none of them touched the lad. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This was the theme throughout the second floor. Children
were having sex while the black robes watched. Some girls were using props on
themselves while others were openly having sex with the red robed boys. The
naked women were helping as well. One woman was being fucked by a boy that Adam
felt couldnt have been more than nine or ten. Other women were on their knees
sucking the hard cocks of the black robes while the men watched the children
getting off in front of them. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Like Max, Adam noted that more people were arriving. It
seemed like many more than the original crowd now filled the house. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He saw the only touching any of the black robes did was
to lead the children around but the orders were given to the red robed boys.
Even if they simply stood by to guide the childrens actions, the reds
controlled the children at the orders of the black.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This floor was for observation only. Adam glanced up.
Drew wouldnt be here. Angervoe wouldnt let Drew be used like this, not without
being present himself. He had gone out of his way to get Drew and had bigger
plans for him than what the other kids were doing. And these kids were all
healthy. Adam thought of Drews arm and what it would be like to have him here
with the other kids. Who would want to see thata wounded kid, having sex with
adults? Not these people. Sammys attack on Drew may have been more an act of
God than of violence. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thank You Sam</b>
Adam mumbled to himself. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wont forget
you</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He found a large staircase leading to the third floor.
Two guards stood on either side but didnt stop any black robes from going up.
Adam took a chance and moved up. They didnt stop him. The third floor was for
participation. Lets see what kind of party Simon throws. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was kneeling down and licking at the soft pussy in
front of him. He had quite a crowd around him and he rather enjoyed the
attention. Having sex with an under aged girl was one thing, but doing it in
front of so many people sent his lust into overdrive! The masks on them helped.
He kept the top half of his in place. He didnt see anyone fully unmasked so he
did as the others did. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max ran his tongue in slow circles around her immature
clit making the child jump and squirm on the padded table. The men really seemed
to enjoy her torment. Max put his hands on the insides of her small thighs and
pushed her legs apart for his mouth. He heard groans of approval from the men
nearby. With his thumbs, he peeled back her soft lips and tickled the tender
flesh with his probing tongue. She cried out in pleasure. Her hands came down
and pulled at Maxs robe but one of the black robes pulled her arm away. Max
watched as the man reached under the table and lifted up a cushioned restraint.
He slipped it over her arm and pulled it tight. Another black robe came from
the other side and secured the other arm. She was now bound on her back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max sunk his warm tongue as far inside as it would go.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The girl bucked and tried to lift up her hips but Max
held her down. She tasted like honey and he couldnt get enough. He sucked
deeply on her cunt. He couldnt help feeling proud as she responded to his
tongue.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Her moans began to fill the room
louder than even the music. Maxs cock swelled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A hand touched Maxs shoulder. He looked at it and saw a
red sleeve. He turned to see one of the other boys behind him. Max stood up. He
couldnt tell who the boy was, but he suspected it was the blonde kid he met
earlier because of the eyes behind the mask. The kids arms wrapped around his
body and felt up his strong chest. The men nearby watched with interest as the
kid pulled open Maxs robe. Heads moved up and down as they took in Maxs
muscled frame. Sounds of approval passed from one to another as they nodded in
Maxs direction. One pointed to Maxs throbbing mound. The boy behind him moved
a hand down and took hold of the thick bulge. He squeezed it and pulled at it.
Maxs dick had already been straining to get free, well before the other kid
got there, and now it literally raged!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The men watched the boys hand as it groped Max. He
moved his hands to the sides of Maxs tight black shorts and pulled the stretch
fabric down until Maxs big cock sprung up and bounced in the air. Gasps of awe
came from the men at the size of meat between the teenagers strong legs. Max
stepped free of his shorts. The blonde kid reached out to stroke the thick
prick. The girl bound to the table looked up at Max, now naked before her. Her
eyes moved down his muscled chest and abdomen and locked on his thick nine inch
dick. Her breath caught in her throat and she pulled at the ropes around her
wrists. Max grinned at her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy moved in front of Max and took off the bottom
half of his mask and pulled back his hood. It was the blonde boy. He dropped to
his knees before Max and held the fat cock in one hand. Black robed men moved
in as the blonde teenager opened his mouth and began to suck at the oversized
stick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked around, enjoying the attention everyone gave
him. The boy was good. He sucked at Maxs swollen head hungrily and the naked
girl below him moved her hips around in anticipation. Maxs cock raged with
lust for both of them. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He gave the boy on his knees his attention.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it!</b>
Max growled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The men got very worked up at hearing Maxs demanding
voice. Others moved up to see the action. Max wasnt sure if he was supposed to
talk. He hadnt heard any other red robe speak but that didnt mean they
werent allowed. Max took a fistful of blonde hair in his hand and pulled the
boy on his cock.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eat that big
dick!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hands moved into black robes as Max took over the
action. Whatever they had directed the red robes to do was now dictated by Max.
The men began to stroke themselves and some brought women over to suck them as
they gave Max and his crew their undivided attention. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked down at his well sucked cock. The boy was no
novice at this. He took most of Maxs heavy meat in his mouth, leaving all but
three inches or so. Max had never had his cock sucked so expertly before. No
girl had ever taken that much of him in their mouth. He was impressed. He
looked at the small girl bound before him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry
princess. Youre next<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam made it to the top. The rooms were much like before,
except dark black fabric separated each room instead of the open doorways of
the second floor. Although movement was present, it seemed less desired by the
occupants of each room. Most people wanted to be left alone in their space.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam went into the first room. A man dressed in a Scout
Masters uniform was leaning against the back of a sofa while a small child
dressed as a boy scout was on his knees and sucking his hard cock. Various
black robe men stood nearby openly masturbating as they watched the action in
front of them. The boy was good but no expert. Trevor and Brady came into Adams
mind for some reason. Either boy had more talent than the kids he saw. But then
again they didnt have to perform in front of a crowd of people either. The
black robes came over and stroked the boys hair as he sucked on the man. Some
reached down and felt between the kids legs while another pushed the kids head
forward, making him take more cock in his mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Participation, Adam thought. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The next room made Adam pause for a long while. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A well built man was dressed as a priest while three similar
aged altar boys knelt before him. He was chanting some sort of hymn in Latin
that Adam didnt understand and waving his hands around in slow circles. In one
hand he held a smoking metallic ball that filled the room with a pleasant odor.
The other held the chain attached to the ball up in the air. They boys had
their hands clasped in prayer as the big priest finished his mass. None of
the kids wore masks.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam had to stay for this.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The priest handed the ball to a naked woman with a
perfect body. She nodded solemnly to him and took it away. She came quickly
back and pushed a large, plush chair with a tall back to him. The priest sat in
it and looked over the children before him. He pointed to the first one and
moved his hand up, telling the boy to rise with the gesture.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The young boy, maybe five, did as he was commanded. The
priest motioned for him to come forward until the boy stood in front of him.
Black robe men readjusted positions around the room to see the action. The
priest took hold of the boys arm and pulled him over his lap. He lifted up the
long black gown the child wore to show everyone he wore no underwear. Men in
the room nodded to one another as the large priest ran his big hands over the
childs bare ass. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The priest, wearing his half mask that most performers
wore, spit in the palm of his hand. He raised it up and slapped it against the
boys small ass. He rubbed his hand around as if tenderizing the flesh and did
it again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Men began to moan as the priest spanked the young boy in
front of them. Adam couldnt see the face of the boy but watched the blows
carefully. He knew an act when he saw one. He himself had done this very thing
not that long ago. A cupped hand made a loud noise that although filled the
room, did little to the child. The man was a professional.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After a good minute he pushed the boy away and the child
quickly took his place back on his knees beside the other boys who patiently
waited their turns. The first boy once again clasped his hands in prayer while
the second boy came forward. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The kids gown was lifted and he was spanked for the
audience. When it was time for the third boy, Adam expected the same thing but
the priest knew how to work a crowd. Instead of pushing the boy away after his
spanking, the man stuck his finger in his mouth, pulled apart the smooth cheeks
of the boys ass and stuck it inside. The kid responded instantly and moved his
small body on top of the priests big legs. The crowd was very pleased with
this.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The priest twisted and thrust his finger into the boy,
his face taking on a wicked smile. The child moaned loudly but the boys
kneeling in front held still, keeping their hands in prayer. After the priest
took his finger out he gave the child a few more slaps for good measure and
then moved him back to his knees with the others. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The priest stood up and the naked woman with a large
feathered mask came over and pulled the chair back until she could get behind
him. She reached up and lifted his black robe off. His collar was not part of
the robe apparently. When the robe came away the man stood naked, save for a
black collar with a white band around it and a large crucifix held by a thick
gold chain. He had a strong body with large muscles. Dark blonde hair was on
his head and covered his arms and legs in a soft sheen. He wore a large ring on
one hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked him over. He was in great shape. Not from
life, but from a gym. His muscles were too perfect. Each one formed by stress
exercises and repetitive motions. Adam had seen it a thousand times from the
men that worked at his construction site. They would walk in with big arms and
legs but Adam knew they never saw a hard days work in their life. They thought
construction would be easy but they quickly found out how wrong they were. A
gym was great for posing on the cover of magazines and picking up girls at the
beach, but nothing beat hard labor for a strong body. Adams hands were tough
and thick with rough skin. This man hands had never been dirty. In a fight,
Adam would wipe the floor with him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The muscled priest moved forward, his large crucifix
swinging on its chain around his hairy chest. He held out his hand to the first
boy who kissed his ring. Each boy in turn was made to do the same. He took a
step back and the woman attending him came forward. She knelt reverently by his
side and lifted up his big dick like a royal scepter. It jutted out from her
hand, hard and swollen. She nodded to the first boy who moved up and kissed the
engorged head. The others did the same. After they knelt back down she stood up
and moved behind them. She put one hand over the head of the first boy and
looked at the priest. He shook his head. The next boy received the same. The
third boy was granted a nod from the priest and the woman lifted the boy to his
feet and moved him in front. She took off the kids robe until he was
completely naked. She turned the boy around slowly so everyone in the room
could see his naked body. Then as he faced the priest once more, she pushed him
to his knees. The boy immediately began to suck at the large cock in front of
him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The black robes loved it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She motioned for the other two to come up. She removed
their robes as well and positioned them on each side of the sucking boy. With a
wave of the priests hand the two boys began to lick at his large prick. The
woman moved behind the chair and came back with a multi-tailed black whip. At
the priests nod she raised the whip and began to beat the first boy. Adam
lurched forward instinctively. But the boy didnt cry out. He just kept sucking
the mans big dick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Now Adam knew this for what it was. The whip was most
likely made out of a soft fabric material with a thicker inside like twine. It
was heavy enough to swing through the air but felt like cotton to the skin. The
kids were in no danger of getting hurt. It was all an act. These people were
good Adam had to admit. He relaxed his posture and moved back slightly, looking
around to see if anyone noticed him. Luckily all eyes were on the priest and
his congregation. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The woman moved to each boy in turn. Regardless of the
act, it appeared real enough to the other men in the room. They openly stroked
themselves while the kids were beat. The priest put his hands on his hips and
watched the boys suck and lick at him. <span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>He
looked up and raised his hands at the audience. The room filled with applause. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The priest grinned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was the star attraction of the second floor. It
seemed as if more and more people filled the room he was in. Max pulled the
blonde boys head from between his legs. He had to use some force because the
kid didnt want to let go of his cock. Max grinned at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eat her!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He twisted the kid until he faced the little girls
spread legs. The boy didnt hesitate. He moved in and started to lap and suck
at her cunt. The audience was extremely attentive to Max. They seemed to hang
on his every word and action. It was almost as if he was the star and not the
girl bound in front of him. Max pushed at the boys head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck that cunt!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Moans escaped the men as Max dominated the boy. He gave
the blonde kid a good 20 seconds before he yanked him back and sunk his dick
back in the boys mouth. He began to fuck his mouth. Wet slurping filled the
room.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Nice and wet
boy, Ive got a lady to please!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Not a minute later Max lined his big dick up to the childs
pussy. He rubbed the throbbing head across her soft pink lips. She ground her
hips on the table and trembled in pleasure making Max laugh. The blonde boy ran
his hands submissively up Maxs muscled thigh. His fingers played with the dark
hair and he licked at Maxs ass. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max turned to him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
stay right there</b> he commanded the blonde kid. Max put three fingers in the
boys mouth and made him suck on them. The black robes ate it up like candy.
Max focus went back to the girl bound before him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You ready?</b> She nodded her head and Max pushed himself inside. Her
cry birthed groans of pleasure from the men in the room. Max didnt even bother
to look up. He had a job to do.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The priest had all three boys lined up and bent over a
large bench. He was currently fucking the middle boy while his hands dipped
into the holes of the boys on both sides of him. The middle boy was having a
tough time of it. The priest was big and didnt give him too much time to get
used to it. His head was moving back and forth and he was moaning in part
pleasure, part pain. The other two ground their hips against the mans hands as
he probed into them. They were enjoying themselves, at least for now. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched the man work. He was good. A crowd pleaser
to be sure, but the kids were second class citizens to him. Adam saw he was
more interested in how he performed than how hard the kids got off. This was
completely opposite of Adam. He had never had sex without making sure his
partner, regardless of sex or age, got off the hardest. For Adam it was about
the kids or Drew, never about him. The priest was different, but maybe thats
what he was being paid for? Who knows?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The priest pulled out of the middle boy and moved to the
left, sinking his dick inside the next ass available to him. This boy really
had a hard time taking it and Adam didnt see any pleasure on his face at all.
The priest grinned at the boys struggle and Adam had to control his desire to
stop the man. When the boys yelps of distress became louder the priest eased
off some until he settled down again. Well, at least there seems to be a limit,
Adam thought.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The final boy took it better than the others and really
seemed to enjoy his time with the priest.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
</span>Before the man would cum he had all three boys kneel in front of him and
he beat off into their faces, splashing them with his thick cream. When he was
done, he performed a Latin prayer with the boys at his feet attentively. The
room filled with applause and Adam saw what made this floor different from the
second. As soon as the priest was done, black robed men descended on the
children like a pack of wolves, taking each boy aside and fucking them on
various tables around the room. Two men took a naked woman and used her
repeatedly while another man cleaned off the wet cock of the priest while he
talked with his congregation. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This floor was for participation, and the shows were
more elaborate. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As Adam moved around he saw rooms that had single beds
in them. Children that were not part of the original crowd were inside, ready
to please the guests. A special server stood at the end of each hallway to ask
what kind of sex the guest preferred and then guided them to the right room.
Almost every room was occupied by the black robes while others patiently waited
their turn.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam saw a very erotic show of a handsome male vampire
ravaging two young girls at the same time. He thought they were around 12 years
old. As he took everything in, he kept looking for signs of Simon Angervoes
private rooms. He had moved around the entire floor and witnessed well thought
out performances from both adults and kids. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He thought maybe he missed something. He was about to
move back to the second floor when the hair on the back of his neck stood up.
It felt as if someone were suddenly behind him. His body went on alert and he
turned quickly to find.no one. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But something was wrong. Adam looked around, searching
for the problem. Then he saw it. A door tucked away down a short hallway with a
security guard standing in front of it. It wasnt in the path of the other
rooms and unless you went out of your way, you would have never found it. Adam
saw a heavy lock on the door and a cipher pad on the frame. He knew what it
meant; either key or code would grant entry. He would need only one. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams skin tingled like a weak current of electricity travelled
through him. He didnt have to see behind the door to know who was there.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The Son connected with the Father.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew.</b> Adam
whispered.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology>Saying Max was King of the Hill, was putting it mildly.
Cheers erupted from the crowd as he fucked the little girl with his big cock.
She struggled with her straps but they held tight. She moaned and thrashed on
the table with every expert thrust from Max. He held her hips and guided each
deep stroke for maximum penetration. He had lifted her up to meet him in mid
air and the heavy breathing in the room seemed to raise the temperature by five
degrees. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max let her drop and pulled his dick out. He turned to
the blonde kid, still on his knees, and pushed it into his mouth. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it!</b>
Max growled. The boy needed no instruction from Max. If he had it his way he
would suck Max all night long. He looked up at the tattoos on Maxs body. The
boys cock was rock hard and he stroked it while he sucked on the big teenager.
Max threw his head back when the boy damn near took him down his throat. Max
had never felt anything like that before. The kid was hungry and devoured Maxs
meat like his life depended on it. Only two inches of Maxs big dick remained
and the boy was determined to get them.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max had to stop him. The kid was too fucking good and he
was going to shoot real soon if he didnt take back control. Max pushed at his
forehead but the boy resisted him, sucking hard on his fat shaft. Fine, Max
thought and grabbed the blonde by the hair and pulled him forward as hard as he
could. Maxs dick impaled the boys throat filling it with all nine inches. The
blonde boy started to gag, not expecting his air supply to be cut off. Max held
him tight until he felt the boy struggle to get away and then he pushed him so
hard, the boy fell on his back. Max grinned at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Too big for you
little boy?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Just then the black robes made Max president of the
club! He was drawing others from all sections of the second floor. Word spread
quickly that Max was the alpha dick and everyone wanted to watch him. Max
welcomed them all!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He turned back to the girl and pushed back inside her
tight cunt. She groaned just as loudly as the first time and Max gave her the
ride of her young life. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it
princess! Take that big dick!</b> Max fucked her like a beast in heat. Chants
began to form in the air as Maxs fans cheered him on. The blonde boy was back
and pawing at Maxs strong leg. Max ignored him and continued to fuck the bound
child. Her eyes rolled back in her head and her whole body shook as Max gave
her the largest orgasm of her entire life. The blonde kid ran his hands across
the firm mounds of Maxs ass and squeezed at his muscled thigh while he drove
into the tiny girl. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>OH YEAH!</b> he
cried out as her immature pussy creamed all over his thick teenaged cock. Max
had never felt more in control than at that very moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>FUCK HER!</b>
someone shouted to him. But Max was far too gone to take orders from the
crowdthis was his show. He pushed her down on the makeshift bed and drilled
into her cunt. He twisted his thick prick inside her by rotating his hips
around. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She screamed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam heard her on the third flooras did most of the
people around him. He burned the location of the security door into his mind
and went to the large staircase to go down. He needed Max. He made his way to
the second floor and moved with the crowd until he found not only the
commotion, but a well built teenage boy with tattoos on his body and a wicked
grin on his face. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>God Dam it Max!</b>
Adam said under his breath. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was not only blending in, he was the star
attraction. Adam looked at the little girl going through another orgasm under
Maxs expert thrusts. The boy was good. But he had a large crowd around him and
getting him away was going to be difficult. Adam had no choice but to let Max
finish.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was lost in his own world. He had been fucking the
little girl for almost five minutes. Having such a tight pussy wrapped around
his hard cock made it almost impossible for Max to last longer than he did.
Having so many people watch him seemed to fuel his lustful rage and pour it
into the girl below him. Every stroke was agony to Max because he wanted to
release his heavy load into her immature womb. But the crowd wanted a show and
Max didnt want to disappoint. He had never felt so high in his life.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He felt his orgasm building so quickly he knew he was
about to blow up inside her. He tried not to look into her eyes. She was so
lost in pleasure and it made him feel ten times larger than he really was. His
domination of the little girl was so complete that Max felt like the most
powerful man on earth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The blonde boy must have sensed Maxs dilemma because he
pulled at the big teenagers strong leg. Max finally looked down annoyed at
him. He opened his mouth wide to show Max what to do. Maxs eyes changed and
the blonde kid knew he understood.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max pulled out his dick just as the tiny child he had so
expertly fucked rolled into another orgasm. Max turned to the blonde kid, his big
dick wet with the girls slick juice. Without touching it his fat shaft
throbbed and blasted the boys face with a heavy load of cum. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The crowd went wild.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was impressed. He didnt know Max had it in him. He
wondered if Max had ever had sex with a kid before. The boys public appeal was
noteworthy. He would look great on film. The others in the room were watching
Max more than the girl on the table. That was pretty fucking cool, Adam
thought. Max has them so wrapped up; they forgot why they were here in the
first place. Tony would love this boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He watched the blonde kid take a face full of Maxs
thunderous load. The blonde kid had done this before. Adam admired the size of
Maxs thick meat. The boy was hung but not too big, he thought for some reason.
Drews face came into Adams mind while he looked at Maxs erupting cock. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Not too big.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shook his head to clear his mind. He needed to get
Max away. He waited and watched like the rest of the crowd as the blonde kid on
his knees sucked at Maxs cock, drinking the rest of his cream. Maxs strong
legs trembled and Adam almost smiled as he realized that Max had all but
forgotten about the little girl he had been fucking not moments before. The
blonde boy sucked down Maxs dick until his lips damn near made it to the base.
Adam nodded appreciatively. Nice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As soon as Max finished, he seemed to wake up from some
trance and realize where he was. He looked around as everyone began to clap for
him. He grinned at them and patted the blonde boys head as he cleaned off his
overworked cock. Max looked at the girl and saw she was as close to unconscious
as they came. Her eyes fluttered in her head and she rocked back and forth as
much as the straps allowed. He reached out and ran one hand down the side of
her face. She barely responded. This pleased Max greatly. He gave her the best
fuck of her life and he knew it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Just as he was taking in all the applause he felt a
strong hand grip his upper arm. He mechanically pulled back but the hand was
far stronger and Max didnt have to be clairvoyant to know who it was. Strength
like that was forever associated in his mind with one person.Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked at him and quickly looked back at the crowd.
He didnt want to cause a scene. The blond boy stood up and Max used the
opportunity to push him between the girls legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Finish off in
her!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The crowd loved the idea and the blonde took his place
dutifully. Max used his foot to kick his shorts up in the air and he grabbed
them as Adam hauled him away. The crowd parted for them but some guys looked
disappointed as Max moved out. Adam seemed to realize this too and released
Maxs arm. Instead he reached down and took hold of Maxs big cock and led him
away. Max grinned at the crowd as he passed, as if he had another customer to
please. This eased the crowd considerably. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled Max into a corner and covered the boy while
he put his shorts on. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Anything?</b>
Max asked, not sure how much Adam witnessed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know where he
is</b> Adam said as Max pulled his robe closed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You saw him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No. I didnt
have too<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked confused.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youll
understand when youre a Father</b> He noticed Max was uneasy with what
happened. He put his hand on the boys shoulder and squeezed him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Man, when you blend in, you dont fuck
around<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maxs face flushed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeahthats
me, Mr. Wallflower </b>Adam smiled at him and he instantly relaxed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam filled him on what he saw and what he wanted Max to
do. He had a basic plan in his head but it would have to be flexible depending
on what was behind the door and if the guards were armed or not. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max spoke up. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Alright,
but you said the guard is big like you so, how am I supposed to..</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam cut him off. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
thought youd like to play with this</b> He opened his robe up and Max looked
down for a moment. His face broke out into a wide grin. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I can do that!</b>
He reached out and took hold of the solid shaft.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max and Adam made their way up to the third floor again.
Max received quite a few nods from admiring guests as they walked to the
staircase. Adam told him to put his mask back on so not to attract more
attention. He fastened the bottom of his mask on and pulled his robes around
his body to cover up his tattoos. Now he looked like the other boys in red. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As they moved over to the hallway, Adam kept Max focused
on where they were. He was getting distracted by the sex going on all around
them. This floor was quite different from the one where he had just minutes
before been a star. No one knew him up here and he hadnt had a chance to
explore like Adam had. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They made it to the hallway and Max began to walk down
it on his own.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey man</b> he
said to the large guard who looked up at Maxs approach. The guard held up a
hand when Max came too near.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This is a
restricted area</b> he said with a deep voice. Max moved in front of him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, thats
cool. I just need to get away for a moment. This one guy keeps following me and
Im spentyou know what I mean?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The guard said nothing. Max moved past him. The hallway
ended with a table and two chairs about ten feet from where the door was that
was being guarded. Max leaned against the wall, making the guard turn toward
him and away from the hallway. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I just need a
minute. These people are non-stop. I need Viagra! </b>he laughed.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> </b>The guard waved his hand toward the
hallway.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have to wait
somewhere else kid. I cant let you stay here<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just for a few
minutes please. This guy is big<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The guard shook his head but before he could speak Max
pointed up the hallway.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Here he comes.
Look man just get him off my back for a little while. Hes too fucking big for
me, make him leave me alone<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The guard turned his back to Max and looked as Adam came
down the hallway. He lifted up his hand again, telling Adam to stop. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You cant come back here sir. You need to
move along. The performers who are ready are out of the floor<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam waved to Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
wanted him</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The guard shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Hes no longer available sir. Now Im gonna ask you to leave the
hallway and join the others or Ill have you escorted out</b> He waved his
hand again. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Please</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Before anything else could be said the guard saw bright
stars burst in his vision and then complete blackness. Adam quickly moved up
and caught the guard in his arms before he could fall. He looked back and saw
that no one was looking at them. He looked over the guards slumped shoulder to
see Max holding a silver candlestick. He had connected with the back of the
mans skull and he would be out for a long time. Adam picked it up on the way
to the second floor and stuffed it in his belt before he found Max. He was
right.it did come in handy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max set the heavy metal on the floor and quickly
searched the guard. He found a set of keys. He untied the red belt around the
mans waist as Adam continued to hold him up and moved to the door. Adam moved
himself in front so no one would see Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hurry <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded and found the right key, turning the lock
free. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Were in! </b>Max went first and
held the door open as Adam dragged the big guard inside. Max closed the door
and locked it. No one else was around. Adam pulled the guard to the wall and
dropped him to the floor. He reached inside his own robes and pulled out some
rope. Max watched.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Who are you?
Batman?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt look up. He bound the man tight and then
threw Max some latex gloves. He put a pair on himself as Max did the same. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Find something
to gag him with<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked around. The room was big. It was like another
house was inside this one. A very large area with a massive desk stood near one
wall. A huge video screen was on the opposite wall from the desk. Max saw some
decorative fabric hanging around a picture. He yanked it free and went back to
Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Here, use this<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam threaded it inside the mans mouth and tied it
tight to his head. He wasnt going anywhere. Max handed him the red belt the
guard wore and Adam stuffed it in his pants. He stood up and looked around. The
room was massive. He saw two doors off to the right, one of which was slightly
open. He noticed a large oak cabinet behind the desk and was about to check the
rooms for Drew when his expert eye caught the far left wall. He pointed to it.
Max was closer.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Theres a room
there. Go check it out<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam went to the right and looked in the room with the
open door. It was a large bedroom with every imaginable upgrade available. This
must be Angervoes bedroom. He scanned the walls. They were normal.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max didnt know what Adam was talking about when he
looked behind him, but when he got close to the wall he saw the seam. There was
a large wooden baseboard running up the side. At a glance it looked like an
elaborate decoration, but now that he had been told it was a room, he saw it
for what it was. He touched the heavy wood and it opened up with almost no
effort. But he wasnt in yet. There was a large chain wrapped around the handle
and through a bar imbedded in the wall. He couldnt open it. He reached for the
key he had taken from the guard but it didnt fit. He looked over his shoulder.
Adam was standing in the doorway to one of the rooms but he wasnt moving.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey, you were
right there is a room here, but theres a chain on it and this key doesnt fit<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam still didnt move or turn to Max. After a moment
Max felt a chill run up his spine.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whats wrong?
Hey, what it is?</b> he started to come over. When he covered half the
distance Adam moved back out of the room and closed the door. He turned to Max
and blocked him. He had taken off his mask and Max pulled his off as well. Adam
looked upset. What? Adam put his hand on Maxs chest and pushed him back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Stay out<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why?</b> Max
tried to move around him but Adam stopped him by grabbing his arm. He lifted
Max up until he was on his toes.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I said stay
out!</b> his face was ashen. Before Max could protest anymore Adam added, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drews not in there </b>He moved Max away
and the teenager didnt struggle.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Okay</b> he
said quietly. He pointed to the door hidden in the wall. Adam released him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its there, but its chained up</b> Adam
didnt say anything. He looked at it for a moment as he pulled off his robe. He
dropped it to the floor and put his ear to the door.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was no answer. This room had to be locked for a
reason and it looked like the perfect place to hide someone. Adam moved away
and faced the door once again. Without a word he hurled himself to the door and
threw all his weight against it. The room was built well, but it still vibrated
with the impact and Max looked back to make sure no one had come in. When he
glanced back at Adam he saw that the chain still heldbut the door wasnt
nearly as strong. It was busted inward, holding on as if for dear life, as Adam
pulled at the boards with brute strength. Max watched the fat muscles on the
mans arms bulge out and ripple with power. The fight was over and the door had
lost. Adam grabbed a large section and yanked it free, ripping it from the
archway. He threw it behind him and Max noticed that the hinges were still
attached to it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Damn! He thought as he moved close to Adam.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>It was another room. Inside were a dresser
and a small bed. The bed had an occupanta small boy with blonde hair.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DREW!</b> Max
cried out as he pushed Adam inside. Adam was at Drews side and lifting him up
but Drew didnt respond. He was out cold. Adam didnt wait to hug or kiss the
boy; he quickly set him back down and began to examine him. He ran his hands
down his Sons arms and lifted his shirt to look at his stomach and chest. He
still wore his arm sling.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey look at
this!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam turned to Max. He was holding a bottle and a rag.
The bottle was dark and Adam asked what it was. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Chloroform</b>
Max stated as he read the label. Thank God, Adam thought. He was afraid there
would be puncture wounds on his Sons body. Lord knows what they used on
kidnapped kids. Chloroform would wear off and aside from a headache, his boy
should be alright. He lifted his Son up and moved out the room. Max followed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Take his robe
and wrap Drew in it. Youre leaving with him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max moved to the guard. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I am? What about you?</b> he said as he gathered the black robe up.
Adam looked around and nodded to the balcony. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go check that
out. See if there are guards there<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max threw the black robe over Adams shoulders and went
to the double doors leading to the balcony. He was gone for only a few moments
when he came back smiling. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I found a
staircase! It goes right to the lawn!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam closed his eyes for a moment in silent thanks. He
handed Drew over to Max and wrapped the small boy in the black fabric, covering
his face up. Dont stop for anyone. Get him to the truck</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was distressed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
dont think I can get him over the wall by myself</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You wont have
to. Youre going out the front gate with him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I am?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry, you
wont be stopped. Youll know when<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max had wide eyes. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What
about you? Shouldnt we stick together now?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at him with anger in his eyes. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No. I have to take care of a few things
first. Dont worry Max, Ill be with you both soon. You protect my Son</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sure<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took Max by the shoulders and squeezed him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Maxbefore, when you said you were going
to let loose? Well, if anyone tries to stop you</b> Max nodded his head in
complete understanding.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry, you
can count on me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
know Son</b> Adam led him out to the balcony and pointed to where he wanted
Max to go. He told him to stay to the shadows and get near the gate. He would
know when to move. He watched Max move down the stairway carefully and then
disappear past the lights. He closed the door and went to the desk. The cabinet
was locked but Adam forced it open. Inside were hundreds of CDs and DVDs.
Adam examined them but he already knew what they were. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He placed one in the desktop computer expecting the
monitor to come alive, but instead the giant wall screen activated. It was a
movie of a small girl having sex with three grown men. Adam didnt wait; he
popped the disc out and put in another. It was the same for every disc he
tried. All of them had movies of children having sex. Adam lifted up a stack of
them and let them fall from one hand to the other as he scanned the labels. He
did this four times before he saw what he was looking for.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was a small shelf off to the side with about ten select
DVD cases. They were separated from the others and Adam knew he would find what
he wanted there. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He took three away from the rest of the stack. They all
had Tonys label on them, silhouettes of a man holding the hand of a boy who in
turn held a teddy bear dangling from his grasp. Adam opened one and put it in
the computer. It wanted a password, but Adam already knew what it was. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tonys logo came up and then a picture of Drew. The film
started with Drew playing at school.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><span
class=SpellE>Dammit</span>!</b> Adam growled as he saw the school sign appear
in the background. He pushed the eject button and took out the DVD. It was
labeled, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He put in the next one and pressed the chapter button a
few times. Drew showed up again, this time tied down to the table while Adam
sucked on his small cock. It was the third and last film Adam made with his
Son. It was labeled, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Bad Boy Drew</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>Adam didnt need
to put the last movie in, because there was only one left, but he did anyway.
Adams face appeared on screen for the first time. He was sitting on the sofa
while his Son was bent over and sucking on his thick cock. Adam was talking to
Tony about Drew. It was the only film made that showed his face.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam ejected it and read the label. It said, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drews Daddy</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck me!</b> he
said to no one. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im sorry Drew, Im so
sorry</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put the movies in his pocket and took out the red
belt. He put his robe back on and tied the belt around his waist. Now he looked
just like one of the guards. He checked the keys Max took from the guard and
closed the door behind him. He locked it up and went to find Angervoe.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max held Drew close to his body and looked down at his
face to make sure he was alright. Drew still didnt respond. They must have
dosed him recently. Max pressed himself against the stone wall and looked
around. The front gate was still guarded. It was about forty feet from where he
hid with Drew. He had no idea how Adam was going to pull this off, but he made
sure he was ready when whatever happened, happened. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon Angervoe saw one of his security guards come up to
him. He was having a conversation with one of his guests after making sure
everyone was having a good time. He had strolled through the floors earlier and
saw the red robes and children doing their part to entertain everyone. Simon
was a happy manat least up until then. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sir, you need to
come upstairs</b> the guard said into his ear. He didnt know who the guard
was because of the mask, but his size was convincing enough for Simone to let
his identity go for now.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What is it?</b>
he sounded impatient.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The guard paused for a moment. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Itsthe room on the third floor sir. Youreguest is awake<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simons eyes burned into the guard. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Awake! Then put him out again. I have guests down here!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats not
possible Sir. Hes very sick</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon was now alarmed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>SICK!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes sir. You
need to see this<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The guard moved away and stuck his hand out for Simon to
go first. The man did just that and led the way to the large staircase.Adam
right behind him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon noticed the hallway was empty. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Where is the guard I posted!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Inside Sir. Hes
with the boy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam had taken out his keys thinking to open the door
for Angervoe but the man quickly used the keypad and the lock snapped open
immediately. The moment Angervoe was inside, Adam closed the door behind them.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon saw the door in splinters on the floor and spun
around just in time to take a large fist to his face. He flew through the air
and dropped what felt like a mile away. His head smacked against the carpet
with a thud. He struggled to open his eyes and he saw a huge man standing over
him, taking a mask off. He looked familiar, but Simon couldnt place him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The boy you
took </b>the man said. Simons face throbbed with pain. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>WHO ARE YOU?</b>
he pointed to the door where Drew once occupied. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You took him
from his Father. <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simons voice filled with anger. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I AM HIS FATHER!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The man paused and Simons vision began to clear. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon laughed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why
not?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What makes him
so different?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He loves it! He
loves all of it! You should see him! Hes the happiest kid Ive ever seen! </b>Simon
had been studying the man and now his brain kicked in. He realized where he had
seen Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>YOU! You were with my son!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams anger flared. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>HES MY SON! AND HE WAS HAPPY BECAUSE HE WAS WITH ME!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Angervoe began to laugh. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You? Youre just an actor. Youre not his real father, I am! I paid
for those films to be made<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There are breaking points for everyone. For some, its
the loss of a child, or loved one. For others its might be a tragic accident
or crippling disfiguration. Parental or societal abuse can often and usually
does contribute. But sometimes, its not so easy to define what makes a person
who they are. Sometimes theres not a reason to point the finger at. This was
the case for Simone Angervoe. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He was quite simplyinsane. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was past the point of no return. He hauled Simon up
by his shirt front and glared at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
AM HIS FATHER!</b> He lifted the man to his feet and turned him to the room
with the closed door and dragged him forward. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>But Im not talking about Drew, Im talking about him!</b> Adam
pointed to the door and Simon tried to pull away. Adam let him struggle and
kicked the door open. He pushed Simon inside and wrapped his arm around his
neck. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>LOOK AT HIM!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam had never been angrier in his entire life. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy was maybe six. He was on the bed, bound feet and
hands to the posts, completely naked. He had been dead for days. Simon tried to
break Adams hold. Adam punched him once in the kidney and the man slumped in
his arms as he let out a deep breath. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I SAID LOOK AT
HIM!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon was much weaker now that Adam had softened him up
but he continued to struggle. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Let me
go!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why did you do
this to him?! </b>Adam pulled him closer to the bed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Hes just a child! A fucking child!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon kicked at Adams feet but it gained him no ground.
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes a toy.just a toy!</b> the man
gasped, spit flying out of his mouth. Adam lifted him higher until his feet
were off the ground. The only thing holding him up was the thick arm wrapped
around his neck. Simon took hold of it with both hands and tried to pull it
away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes someones
Son!!</b> Adam countered. He punched Simon again and brought him right over to
the boy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes nothing</b>
the man said, clawing at Adam. Adam spoke right in his ear. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>His Father isnt
herebut unfortunately for you, I AM! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam began to squeeze.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not the future
you had in mind is it? </b>He increased pressure and Simon began to panic. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How many have you killed to satisfy your
appetite? How many? This boy? The Anderson boy in the woods? Was my Son next? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon didnt answer. He couldnt. He was no longer able
to speak. The pressure on his throat prevented him from saying anything. The
blood supply to his head was increasing quickly and for the first time, he was
afraid for his life. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youll never hurt
another child again you son of a bitch! And I want you to look at him! Hes
gonna be the last thing you see on earth. Look at what you did!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Simon struggled and clawed at Adams arm. He kicked at
his feet and twisted his bodybut it wasnt enough. He looked around for help,
but all he saw was the dead child tied to the bed. And Adam was rightit was
the last thing he saw. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam held on and squeezed as hard as he could. Simons
body trembled and began to seize up as he struggled to breath. Adam just squeezed
harder. He looked down at the boy as he wrung the life out of Simons body. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam began to cry. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When Simon was dead, Adam let him fall to the floor
beside the young boy whose life had been cut far too short. He stayed there,
above him, making sure he didnt move or somehow regain the ability to come
back to life. When he was sure the job was done he took out a pocket knife and
carefully cut the bonds holding the boy tight. He laid his arms back to his
side and covered the boy up with a sheet. He put his hand on the kids forehead
and told him he could sleep now. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam left things as they were and picked up the phone.
He called the police.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max heard the commotion right away. The mansion erupted
with people spilling out of the main door. Most still wore robes as they ran
for cars, some not bothering at all but ran up the main driveway instead. Right
for the gate.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This was it. Max pulled Drew close to him and watched as
the first wave of people pushed past the guard. The man shouted into a microphone
and Max moved forward. He had to get past the guard with Drew. This didnt
prove to be a problem because the guard fled before Max got there. Whatever he
heard on the other end, made the guard take off down the driveway and away from
the mansion with the others. Max was out the gate and on the way to the truck
with Drew tucked inside his arms. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved down the staircase from the balcony and ran
up the lawn to the stone fence. He launched himself up and over the top,
landing on the other side with both feet firmly on the ground. He saw Max
inside the back of the truck. He opened the door and jumped in, starting the
truck with one hand as he shifted it into gear. He saw cars and people driving
and running recklessly out of the main gate. As he drove down the road he
turned to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was struggling to get away. Max looked up. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He just started this. Hes not awake yet
but he wont calm down<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached back and slipped one hand under Drews
shirt until he pressed against his bare chest.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>ANDREW! SLEEP!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And that was it. Drew calmed down right away and drifted
back off. Max looked down at the boy, now quiet in his arms. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Damn</b> he
whispered. He looked up Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He
wouldnt listen to me</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre not his
Father<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled the truck over near a gas station. He parked
near the side so no cameras would see him. He left Max and Drew inside and made
a phone call using an old style booth against the building. He quickly climbed
back in and they drove off. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam took them twenty miles away and got a hotel room,
paying cash. He carried Drew inside and looked him over again. He seemed fine,
all things considering. He left Drew in Maxs care and drove to a local store
that was open 24 hours. When he came back he had a set of clothes for Max, to
include a black muscle shirt.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Surprisingly
these are sold everywhere</b> Adam joked with him. Max took the clothes and
slipped them on.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved to Drew and stroked his blonde hair. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hows my boy?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes sleeping
soundly, just like you told him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam set a bottle of aspirin on the table next to the
bed, knowing Drew would need them. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Up until the time Adam got in the truck from the
mansion, Max hadnt asked him any questionsuntil now.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Howd you get
them to leave?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sighed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
shouted that the police were coming and told everyone to run<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well,
that would do it</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youd be
surprised how quickly civil guests can turn into an uncontrollable mobwith the
right motivation<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max laughed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah
I saw</b> He moved over and ran one hand through Drews blonde hair. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Who did you call?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The police</b>
Adam replied.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, after that,
at the gas station<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam just looked at Drew and didnt answer. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hours later there was a knock at the door. Max jumped up
but Adam waved him down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its alright
Max. I expected this</b> He went to the door and looked through the hole
before opening it. Tony stood outside.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hows Drew?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Finehes just
fine </b>Adam turned to Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill be
back in a few minutes. Stay here</b> Max nodded and saw the other man look him
over before they left. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whos the
muscle?</b> Tony asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Maxits a long
story</b> Adam sighed. Tony handed him a cell phone. It was Adams.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Delivered as
ordered</b> Tony said and Adam shook his hand. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks. I owe
you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No, you dont. This is my fault too. I should never have filmed Drew
that way. I know better </b>Adam put a hand on Tonys shoulder.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its done with.
Lets just move on now<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
get the movies?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled out three discs. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Yeah, here they are</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony made his discs with heavy copyright protection,
making them virtually impossible to copy. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You
have two of the three copies that were ever made</b> Adam looked down at them.
He had placed the originals in a safe deposit box at the bank with the money he
made for Drew. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No one can ever
see these Tony. Drew wont be safe<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
guess you want me to destroy my copies?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Please.
This has to end completely<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony agreed and left Adam to his Son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Who was that? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at Max. The boy was handsome and built like
a true athlete. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just a friend</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But he saw me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry Max.
He was here to help. Youre in no danger from him </b>He moved to Drews side
and knelt down to look at the boys face. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go
to sleep Max. We have a long day tomorrow </b>Max nodded and sat on the other
bed next to Drew. He saw Adam bring a chair over and face them. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre not
sleeping?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt hesitate. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Im not here to sleep Son. You get some rest now</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max lost count of the times Adam called him Son, but
everyone seemed to hit Max in his soul. He didnt know why it was so intimate
or why it meant so much to him. Max felt younger than he was whenever Adam referred
to him that way. He felt part of a whole.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes Sir<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews eyes couldnt focus quite right. He felt so drained.
He didnt know where he was. It was dark and he saw a large man in front of
him. The man leaned down and the first thing Drew noticed was the way he
smelled. His tiny body took a large lungful inside and something in his brain
made Drew relax. He didnt need to see clearly to know who it was.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Daddy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A large hand smoothed out his furrowed brow and moved
through his hair. He would know his Fathers touch anywhere.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sleep kitten </b>the
comforting voice told him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'><o:p> </o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The next day was busy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam held Drew aloft in his arms as Nicholas Speets
wrote down notes and issued commands to other officers. Apparently there was a
big bust of child trafficking nearby. Imagine that.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So your Son
called you from a payphone and you drove up here without calling me first?</b>
Speets sounded a little put off.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats right</b>
Adam said. He looked at his Son and gave him a kiss. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I didnt have anything else on my mind except getting him</b>
Nicholas Speets looked at Drew, comfortable in his Fathers big arms.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Son, I know
youre tired but do you remember anything else?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im not your
Son </b>Drew said, reactively. Adam squeezed him and told him thats not what
the agent meant. Drew said he was sorry but Agent Speets told him it was
alright. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just what I said. I woke up
and everyone was leaving the house. Someone carried me out and I was at the gas
station until my Dad got here<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do you remember
how you were taken?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I was leaving school when someone came behind me and then I fell
asleep</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at Speets. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>We found a bottle of Chloroform at the house. It was most likely used
on your Son<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know youre
busy, but I have to get him home to his mother</b> Adam said. Agent Speets
looked thoughtfully for a moment and then nodded his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Have your Son
taken to a hospital. Our medics checked him out already but have a doctor check
him thoroughly<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded and got back in the truck and drove away,
leaving a large squad of police cars behind. Agent Speets watched him leave. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam picked Max up on the road a few miles away. The
teenager climbed in and Drew immediately hugged him. Max hugged him back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey little
brother</b> he said, ruffling Drews hair. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Lets go home</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Two weeks had past. Drew went back to his mothers house
for the first week but was allowed to visit with Adam, who stayed in a nearby
hotel. At least that was what she was told. Adam in fact, had stayed with Max
the whole time. Drew kept this information from her and loved the time he spent
with both his heroes. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam had repaired all the damage he caused at Maxs
mothers house and even helped the teenager fix his buddies car. Drew helped
too. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The raid on the mansion had been in all the papers and
Adam read them with interest. The massive amount of movies of child
exploitation was found and several of the kids identified. No suspects were
discussed in the death of Simon Angervoe, but several of his staff, who were
now in prison, were believed to be responsible. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>No one really cared. Simon was dead.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The dead boy Adam found was talked about but his
identity was not revealed. It said his family was notified. Adam looked up at
Drew and Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was telling Drew about what happened to his face. He
wasnt wearing his makeup and the beating Adam gave him was now showing through
heavily. Of course the story told to Drew was drastically different. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And I gave the
first guy and uppercut</b> Max said, demonstrating. Drew sat in awe and hung
on every word. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The second guy came over
with a bat and swung it at my face</b> He pointed to his eye. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He got lucky but I grabbed the bat with
one hand and jammed it into his throat!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam rolled his eyes at Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>So there were four of them?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max gave him a curt nod, not appreciating the
interruption. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah</b> Max looked back
to Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So I kicked the second one
when he was down and then the THIRD one jumped on my back!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was on the edge of his seat as Max acted out the
story and waved his hands in the air as if all four men would come through the
door at any minute!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You can beat
anyone up huh Max?</b> Drew asked, already convinced of the answer.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max made a muscle in front of Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>What do you think?</b> he said with a grin.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam chimed in. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What
if it wasI dont knowone big guy? Like someone really big and strong? Could
you beat him too?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked over and leveled his eyes. Drew spun around
and glared at Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DAD! Its Max!</b>
he pointed to the muscled teenager. Drew turned back and shook his head
apologetically at Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sorry</b> Adam
said, with a trace of humor in his voice. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
dont know what I was thinking<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He stood up and gave Max a grin as the teenager once
more dropped into his exciting tale of bravery for Drews ears. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill be back</b>
he said.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam found the home of Sam Anderson a few days before.
There had been a funeral and Adam attended from far away. He waited until he
saw Sams father go into the garage. Adam put on his black mask and went
inside. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>James Anderson faced a workbench and didnt hear Adam
enter. Adam grabbed his shoulders and held him tight.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Please dont
turn around! I need to say something to you but you cant see me. Im not here
to hurt you or your family in any way<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The man relaxed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Alright</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The policethey
told you what happened. Your Sonyour Son was killed by a madman </b>Adam took
a deep breath. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wanted you to know the
man responsible died the same way. I made sure of it</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was a long pause. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Why are you telling me this?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt have to think of his answer. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Because youre a Dadand so am I<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The mans shoulders slumped down and he dropped his head
to the ground. Adam released him and backed away. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thank you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt respond. He left, giving whatever peace he
could to Sams Father. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Three weeks had now past and Adam was back at home
working in the yard when Nicholas Speets drove up. He waved to Adam and Adam
nodded back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>How are you
holding up?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shrugged. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fine,
I guess. Is there something wrong?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas tilted his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No, why do you ask?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, you drove
out here for some reason<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Agent Speets waited for a moment but Adam didnt offer
anything else. He waved to the stairs and they both sat down. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We went through
the videos found in the house. Drew wasnt in any of them<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sighed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats
great. He doesnt remember anything and the doctors say he wasnt touched</b>
Adam didnt have to elaborate; Nicholas Speets knew what he meant. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Samples of Mr.
Angervoe match the hair found on Sam Anderson and on your Sons backpack. There
is no question it was him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So you found the
son of a bitch!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas frowned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We
found a dead man</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats even
better!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im
sure many think the same way</b> Agent Speets filled Adam in on the rest of
the events and how the children were found and reunited with their families and
several others were arrested. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>There was an uncomfortable pause. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>So why are you here Agent <span class=SpellE>Speets</span>?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas looked at him deeply. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Mr. Angervoe was strangled by someone very strong</b> he waited.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam glared back. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And
you think it was me?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Another pause. Nothing on Adams face revealed anything
Nicholas noted. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No in fact, Im sure it
wasnt</b> Adam looked confused. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The
story you told us matched with the evidence<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What evidence is
that?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Your cell phone</b>
Nicholas started. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I had it traced for
those days. It showed your location was at Mr. Postons house<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam frowned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>When your phone
is on it couples up with local towers for email and such. In effect its like a
GPS system. Did you know that?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No</b> Adam
lied. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well a call did
come to your phone, from a phone booth at a gas station near the mansion where
your Son was held. It looks like he did call you from there after all</b>
Speets looked down for a moment. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Then
your phone travelled all the way from Mr. Postons home to the gas station. At
least according to the records<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tony had picked up Adams phone, waiting at Maxs house
for the call. He drove it up to Adam and turned off the power as he passed the
gas station. Adam turned it on when he met Agent <span class=SpellE>Speets</span>
the next day.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its that
accurate?</b> Adam asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Pretty
much, give or take. The area matches your story and Mr. Poston confirmed when
you left his house</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So why are you here
then?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Speets looked right at him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>The videos we found. Theres a man in one of them that I swear could
be you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>God Damn! Adam thought. He never checked for other discs
of Tonys; there hadnt been time. He kept himself together and did his best
not to let his worry show. His mind flashed with images of Brady and Trevor. He
tried to appear surprised.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>ME?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Agent Speets watched him and slowly nodded his head.
Adam felt trapped in a corner. He couldnt have come this far just to go to
jail now. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look!</b> Adam
began but Nicholas stopped him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No offense Mr.
Blake, but you dont live the way someone with massive amounts of income would</b>
He looked down at Adams arm and pointed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Besides,
the man in the film didnt have any tattoos </b>Adam looked down at the inside
of his arm. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its nice</b> Nicholas
continued. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is it Oriental?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam laughed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No,
its English</b> He raised his arm up and made a muscle. Across his bicep, written
in old script was a nameANDREW.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Agent Speets nodded, seeing it for what it was. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Clever. You dont see it until you lift up
your arm</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, theres
only one person who needs to know the secret</b> Adam grinned. He had the
tattoo put on the day he left Drew. It was a surprise for his Son. Agent Speets
stood up and dusted himself off.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I think that
just about wraps everything up. The guilty parties are all accounted for<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stood up as well and walked with the FBI agent back
to his car. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Many men will say that they
love their kids</b> Agent Speets said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But
you.well you really do, dont you Mr. Blake?</b> He looked at Adam and Adam
saw something in his eyes that said more than what he spoke.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You already know
the answer to that Agent Speets or you wouldnt be standing in front of me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas let a small smile crease his face.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> You know the old saying Do you smoke
after sex?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shrugged and said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I dont knowI never looked<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
think Ill take the same advice, and not look</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His eyes bore into Adam. He knows, Adam thought. He
fucking knows I killed him. Did he notice my arm before in the police station?
Did he miss it? The lack of tattoo?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Give my best to
Miss Benet<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded as Agent Speets got into his car and drove
away. Adam let out a long breath as soon as the car was out of sight.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thank you God!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was a hero. Well, for at least two people. He wanted
to tell his mother more than anything about saving Drew, but he knew he
couldnt. Just once he wanted her to be proud of him for doing something for
someone else. Max had no choice. He had to keep his peace. She came home and
Max showed her the repairs Adam did to the house. He told her he had done them,
but he could tell she didnt believe him. She never did.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max drove back to his Fathers house and was faced with
the same dilemma. His Dad though, was much worse than his mother. He
immediately jumped on Maxs fight with Adam and how he lost again. The arrest
and release of the man drove him to new heights of anger. Max felt three feet
tall. He went to his room and found his things already packed for him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was time for Max to go.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He stayed with one friend after the other for the next
few days. Drew called him every now and then, telling Max when he would be up
next. Max borrowed a truck from his buddy and threw his bags inside. He thought
maybe he could stay with Pete for a while. His parents were cool. He drove over
to Adams house to say hi to Drew. He always felt better around the kid. The
way the boy looked at him, made Max feel like he really had a family for a
change. Adams attitude had changed drastically as well.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was late when Max drove up. The sun had already set
and he enjoyed the cool night air. There was a hose on and water was coming out
of the end and filling up the front lawn. Max stepped over it and walked to the
side of the house to turn it off. He found the knob and cranked it closed,
watching the tension in the hose die away. When he stood up he was facing an
open window. He looked inside.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was on his knees between Adams spread legs, and
licking at the biggest dick that Max had ever seen!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>CHAPTER THIRTEEN<a name=Edit></a><a name=Chapter13></a></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max couldnt move, even if he wanted to.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was looking up at his Father with his bright blue
eyes and a big smile on his face. His small hands were running up and down the
enormous shaft sticking out of Adams jeans. His hands were dwarfed by the
sheer size of the man but this didnt seem to bother him in the least. The boy
wasnt in any distress that Max could see; in fact he was happier than he had
seen him in a long time. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max blinked but the image didnt go away. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew leaned in and kissed at the throbbing shaft in his
hands, bringing a smile to Adams face. The big man sat back in on the sofa
with both arms propped up on the cushion backs. He was watching his Son with a
mixed look of amusement and pride. Every so often his face would lift into a
smile whenever Drew did something that made him happy. Adam smiled a lot. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As he watched both of them, Max knew that this had been
going on for some time. Drew was beyond comfortable with what he was doing. It
was completely natural for him. There were no signs that Adam was making the
boy do anything he didnt want. Adam was actually showing restrained patients
with Drew. He didnt know if he could hold back and let anyone lick at his cock
the way this child was doing to his Father. The muscled man just sat there and
let the little boy enjoy himself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max stood outside, his hand between his legs and rubbing
his pulsing prick inside his jeans. He didnt know when he started that, but
his cock had already snaked down to his right leg growing thicker by the
second. He seemed surprised by this as if his body were acting on its own. With
a glance down he saw his hand tugging at the hard bulge between his legs and he
did the only thing he could.he unzipped his pants and hauled out his big dick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews tongue came out and swiped at the throbbing shaft
in front of him and Max could almost see the shiver run up Adams spine. He saw
the mans thick arms tense up slightly as the boy licked at him. Drew pulled at
the beastly prick and pressed it against his face. He moved his head around
rubbed the heavy meat against his skin. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Jesus Drew! </b>Max
mumbled to himself as he watched the small boy mark himself with his Dads
large dick. Drew was inhaling deeply as he held his Dads enormous shaft
possessively. Maxs hand moved faster and he pumped his own cock as the boy
teased both of them with his erotic actions. Adam was faring far better than
Max was. He sat there as if he had been through this a thousand times. His eyes
watched his Sons every movement but he didnt seem the least bit ready for it
to stop. Max had no idea how the man did it. He couldnt see himself sitting
there for more than a few minutes, but Adam showed no signs of coming anytime
soon. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was now kissing at the towering rod of flesh between
Adams strong legs and his tongue would come out to lick at his lips before
each kiss. Max felt his knees buckle. He was too far away to hear them but Drew
would look up at his Dad and say something every now and then and Adam would
grin back or nod his head, never interrupting the boy or distracting him from
his mission. He just sat there and watched as Drew gave him head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>This is too fucking much, Max thought as he stroked
himself. This isnt for Adams benefit at all! Hes doing this for Drew! </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched Drew kiss the full head of Adams cock and
then he pointed to Adams left arm. Adam glanced over and Max pulled back a
little, not wanting to be seen outside the window. But Adam didnt look at him;
he looked down at his arm. He lifted it up and made a muscle for Drew. Max
could see the massive bicep flare out as Adam pumped it up in front of his Son.
Drew reached up and ran his hand across it and Adam gave him a big smile,
nodding his head to whatever Drew had said to him. Drew let his hand fall and
he absently went back to licking the head of Adams dick but his eyes never
left his Fathers bicep. Adam continued to hold it up as Drew looked at it. Max
didnt understand what was going on. Adam was incredibly built, not with gym
muscles that all the guys had, but hard flesh, tempered by hard work and long
hours. He was the kind of guy that people would clear a path for without being
told. But Drew had to see his Dad a million times. His large muscles were
nothing new to the boy, so what was he doing?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched as Adam pointed to his bicep with his other
hand, gave Drew a big grin, and then leaned over and kissed the massive muscle.
This pleased Drew to no end and he smiled at his Dad. Adam sat back and rested
his arm on the sofa back and said something to Drew. Max couldnt hear it, but
the mans eyes spoke volumes about his feelings for the boy. He had never seen
any man show such love for his Son with just a look. Certainly his own Father
had never looked at him with anything even distantly resembling this. Max felt
something move inside of him as he thought of his Dad. The man had filled his
childhood with beatings and verbal abuse. He couldnt imagine what it would be
like if his Dad had ever looked at him the way Adam looked at Drew. He didnt
know, because it had never happened. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He pushed the thoughts of his Dad out of his mind and
focused back on Drew. The boy was running his tongue up and side of his
Fathers long shaft while his small hands held it steady. Max was pretty sure
the last part wasnt necessary but the boy held it anyway. When he came to the
top of his Fathers prick, Drew would give it a kiss and move back down to lick
it all over again. This went on for what seemed like an eternity to Max. He was
now using both hands to stroke his cock as he watched the boy make love to his
Fathers immense prick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Look at the size of him, Max thought as Drew lapped up
and down the incredible prick between his Fathers legs. Max was beyond
impressed. Lots of guys bragged about their size but this man took the crown!
And hes just sitting there for Drewits all for his boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached down with one hand and caressed the side of
Drews face tenderly and then ran his big fingers through the boys blonde
hair. He gave it a mock tug as he playfully pulled at the boys locks with a
gentleness that should have been impossible for a man his size. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew had never been hit. Max knew it with certainty. He
didnt know what it was to feel anger from his Dad. To Drew, this was natural.
His Fathers touch was nothing but loving and protective. Drew knew no other
side to his Father. Max on the other hand knew a far different childhood. Looking
at Adam he knew the man had loved Drew from the moment he was born.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew opened his mouth and engulfed the head of his Fathers
massive prick. Or at least he tried. Max knew it was hopeless. The boy was just
too small. Even if Drew were to lay with his head off the sofa while Adam fed
it to him from above, there was just no way. The difference in size between
them became startling when seen from this point of view, and Drews Daddy was
not the average man to say the least. Drews fingers wrapped themselves around
the solid shaft towering in front of him and Adam spread his legs farther apart
as if this would help matters. It didnt make any difference; Drews mouth was
open to the limit, his lips straining to reach the flared rim of Adams big
dick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched Adam reach out and cup the back of Drews
head, and Max thought he was about to force the kid to eat his big dick, but Adam
never put any pressure on the boy. The thick arm relaxed instead and stroked Drews
blonde hair.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Drew began to twist his
head and corkscrew his mouth around his Fathers meaty stick in a vain attempt
to engulf more of the warm flesh, but all he did was make long wet streaks
where his mouth had been moments before. Max didnt know if Adam changed his
mind or he intended to simply stroke Drew from the start, but he didnt know
how the man contained himself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He wants it!
Give it to him </b>Max thought. He gripped and pumped his cock as he watched
the eight year old boy blow his muscled Father. How the man just sat there and
took it was beyond Max. Max was just watching from a distance and was about to
shoot! <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck that big dick Drew </b>he
mumbled to himself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew pulled off and gave the big dick between his Dads
legs a frustrated glare. He sat up taller and tried again. Adam rubbed Drews
arm encouragingly but Max knew it would take a miracle for Drew to really blow
his Dad. Drew didnt stop trying, to Maxs great joy. Over and over the boy
pushed his head down and stretched his lips to the limit. Adam never pulled on
him or thrust himself up but he did talk to Drew quite a bit. Max was too far
away to hear it, but looking at Adams face he could tell the big man must be
consoling the boy in some way. Drews eyes would dart to his Dads and Adam
would grin at him whenever they did. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After what seemed like forever, Adam gently took Drews
hands away and placed them on his meaty thighs. He was talking softly to his
Son and ran one hand through the boys blonde hair over and over again. Drew
closed his eyes and stopped struggling as if in defeat. He simply sucked and
nursed on his Fathers big dick. Spit began to creep out of the boys mouth and
move slowly down the fat shaft. Adam smiled softly at the boy and ran his hand
over the childs smooth cheek lovingly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Jesus Drew! </b>Max
thought, impressed and excited like he had never been before. He thought about
all the time he spent with Drew and how the boy always hung on him, and Max
felt cheated. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That could have been me </b>Max
thought as he pumped his dick with both hands. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>He could be sucking my cock now<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The boy seemed like he was lost in another world all
together. He nursed on his Father for long minutes as Adam whispered to him and
caressed him contently, but even Adam had his breaking point and Max saw it
coming. His movements were slight but Max knew Adam was on the edge of coming.
The big man moved around the sofa, his large legs seeming to tremble under his
jeans. The thick neck on Adams shoulders twisted around as if unable to sit
still and then he spread apart his legs a little more and inched closer to
Drew. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Cum</b> Max
cried out in his mind. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fed it to him!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He cupped the back of the boys head and held him in
place. He used his other arm to brace himself against the sofa and he threw his
head back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah suck that
fat cock!</b> Max yelled in his mind as Adam was about to unload.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maxs own prick throbbed in response. He felt weak in
the knees as the big mans heavy shaft thickened up even more and he moaned
loudly. Drews mouth suddenly flooded over with rich white cum. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Sweet Jesus</b>
Max muttered to himself as his own load boiled to the surface. His cock pulsed
and he shot a thick spray of cum against the side of the house. His whole body
shuddered as he orgasmed, the cold night air hitting his hot prick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Inside, Drew was pulled off his Fathers cock by one
very strong hand and Max watched in delight as Adam shot another heavy load of
cream out of his beastly dick. The thick stream hit Drew in the face and coated
the boys fair skin in gleaming white fluid. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh God! </b>Max
couldnt believe his eyes. As excited as he had been to fuck the little girl at
the mansion with everyone watching, this seemed even more intense. Maybe
because he was looking at them in secret or maybe because he knew them both so
well, Max felt more intimate here than he ever did at Angervoes house. He
would have never guessed that Drew and Adam had been having sex. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He watched Drew swallow his mouthful of cum as his Dad
continued to let his big dick release its thick load against the pre-teens
face. Drew opened his mouth up as quickly as possible and Max saw the most
incredible sight. The boy strained to take his Fathers dick back inside his
mouth but Adam held him back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched stunned, as Adam continued to cover the boy
in his cum. He wont let him have it! Hes keeping Drew from taking more! Cum
ran into Drews mouth as it streamed down his face and the child licked at it
hungrily. Adam held him away until his big dick stopped discharging which Max
thought was about four good shots. Then the head of Adams dick overflowed with
a heavy river of cum as it continued to ooze out and he let Drew go. The boy
immediately dropped his mouth over the flared head and his cheeks sunk in as he
sucked hard on his Dads big dick. Adams hands moved to Drews small shoulders
and he held his boy supportively as the kid sucked him dry. Adam was talking to
him again with quick words and Max felt the man was coaching the boy in some
way. He was squeezing the boys shoulders in his big hands and watching him
carefully as the boy nursed like his life depended on it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After long minutes Drew opened his eyes up and looked at
Adam. The muscle man smiled at his Son and Max didnt need to hear the words to
know what he said. It was I love you</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked at the wall in front of him. It was dripping
with his heavy load of cum. He looked around; there was nothing to wipe it off
with. He thought of his shirt for a moment but then noticed a puddle of water
under the hose pipe. He used his hands and washed off the wall. As he stood up
and looked in one last time to make sure they didnt notice him. He had nothing
to worry about, Adam was totally focused on his Son and Drew was mesmerized by
his Father like nothing Max had ever seen. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He moved as quietly as he could away from the window. He
leaned against the house and put his well-stroked cock back in his pants and
moved as quietly away from the house as possible. He went back to his truck and
drove off, not using the headlights until he faced the street. Sweat ran down
his back and his body trembled from his orgasm. He couldnt remember being so
turned on in his life. He travelled down the road, his mind filled with images
of Adam and Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam held Drew on his lap. He had just stroked his Son
to orgasm with his large hand. He could completely envelope Drews pulsing
prick and he loved the way his Son could get so much pleasure from such a
simple act. As usual it only took moments, especially after Drew sucked on him.
He knew his Son would be rock hard and ready to shoot with little to no effort.
Drew loved to give him head more than anything and nothing brought the boy off
quicker than a mouthful of his Daddys cum but he never allowed the boy to go
unfinished. Drew had to cumalways. Adam wouldnt have it any other way. Even
though he was too young to actually shoot, he still wanted to be responsible
for making him release. He loved the intensity of the boys orgasm and the way
he could hold him when it was over. Drew was always so spent, Adam could simply
cradle him in his arms and love the boy, sleeping peacefully in his embrace. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked at his exhausted Son lovingly. The boy was
out. Adam hugged him to his strong body and kissed at the childs blonde head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love you
kitten </b>he said to the boy. But Drew didnt respond, his small body
breathed deeply, completely relaxed against the strong chest. Adam thought
about everything that happened to Drew over the last two years. The movies had
seemed like such a good idea at the time. Adam made so much money off them that
Drew would be set for a long time. He could give his Son the leg up he needed
in life and afford him privileges he wouldnt otherwise have; even with Sues
new husband. But things turned bad so quickly. Adam felt the guilt of what
happened to Sam Anderson and to the poor boy at the mansion. He looked at Drew
and realized how close he had been to losing the child forever. He felt his
stomach tighten. The image of the mangled bus came into his mind and then of
holding Drew in the Emergency Room. He almost lost it all. His whole life would
have been over.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stroked Drews soft hair and kissed him again. He
held the boy protectively in his big arms as Drew breathed peacefully. He would
never allow the boy to come into harms way again. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I love you Andrew </b>he said again. Like last time, Drew didnt
respond, but Adam didnt need him too.he just needed to say the words out
loud. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre taking
your boys out to the campsite? </b>He looked out the window toward the woods. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its a big place </b>He looked down at
Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Even for strapping boys like you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew grinned, not really sure what strapping meant but
liking the way it sounded. The old man didnt wait for an answer, he faced Adam
and handed him a camp site map.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fine looking
Sons you have Sir, but camping can be a lot of work<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded and patted Drews head. He looked over to
Max to see what he would do and like he thought, Max showed some tension.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He looked far more like Adams son than Drew did. The
boy was slight of build with white blonde hair and blue eyes while Max had
thick black hair and a muscular build, just like Adam. Max may not reach the
heights of strength that Adam did, but he was on his way. It took a great deal
of imagination to see Drew as anything than what he was right nowa little boy.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The mans words bothered Max and touched something
inside of him that he didnt want to face. He took a step away from the real
family before he realized what he did. But this didnt go unnoticed by Adam,
who reached out an arm and pulled Max up against him and back in place. He gave
the teenager a squeeze.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I think these
two can handle it </b>he said to the manager. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The old man bent down and looked at Drew. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you gonna be able to help your big
brother with the firewood?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded his head, having no idea what the old man
was talking about. He looked back at Max to make sure and Max gave him a wink.
Drew turned back and smiled, now sure of himself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The old man stood up. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Some fine boys you have</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Believe
me, I know</b> He ruffled Drews hair with one hand while he kept his arm
wrapped around the teenager. He felt Maxs arm move around his waist and hug
him back. He gripped his shoulder in response. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Drew go get what you want to eat for the next few days</b> He turned
to Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Put some wood in the truck for
us, and Ill pack the rest of the supplies up</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes
Sir </b>As he walked away Adams hand moved to the back of his neck and
squeezed him tenderly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The old man watched as both boys moved away from Adam at
the same time without another word. The man was looking at Max. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes a good boy </b>He said, as if he had
experience with boys Maxs age but Adam could tell the man meant it as an
extreme compliment. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam turned to Max as he spoke. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Hes the best! </b>He could tell Max heard him because he hesitated
before he walked out of the store. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Weve had some
trouble in the past </b>the man said to Adam, his voice a little lower. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Boys mostly </b>he glanced at the door
Max had just left. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just being boys I
guess</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>They
just need some direction. Someone to take interest in them</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The old man looked doubtful but nodded anyway. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I hope your right. Kids nowadays</b> his
thoughts trailed away. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, I hope
they didnt do permanent damage?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The old man shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No, just the usual. Sometimes they harass the campers but that doesnt
happen very often. For the most part we have a pretty quiet park<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good. Im
looking to spend time with my boys. We need a vacation<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew came back with both arms full of snacks. Adam
looked at him in reproach.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its the woods
Dad!</b> Drew said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We might need this
stuff!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Were not
climbing Everest Drew; its just a camp site up the road<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews eyes went wide as he tried to figure out both
what Everest was, and how to explain why these snacks were essential for
survival. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dad</b> was all he got out.
Adam scooped everything away and put them on the counter for the manager to
ring up. He looked away not wanting the kid to realize how much those eyes
tugged at his heart. As usual, Drew won the battle with just a look.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hes gonna figure this out real soon, Adam thought,
facing the manager. He has no idea how wrapped up he has me. Those fucking blue
eyes! Adam groaned to himself, pulling out his wallet. When he looked down,
Drew gave him a brilliant smile that made Adam forget for a second what just
happened. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They went out to the truck and Max had finished loading
up enough firewood for at least two full days. Adam looked it over approvingly
and put the supplies in the back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good work Son</b>
he said as he passed Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max stiffened up. This wasnt the first time Adam
referred to him as Son and every time brought something up in Max that
bothered him. His own father never called him that and Max felt angry that
someone else could so easily do it when it seemed impossible for his real dad
to. He looked at Adam. The mans eyes bore into him and whatever anger Max felt,
melted away instantly. He smiled as Adam passed him by again and wrapped one
thick arm around his shoulders and hugged him hard.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Max reached up and squeezed at the strong
muscles in Adams hairy forearm. He felt himself lean back into Adams embrace,
and for the briefest moment, Adam completely supported his body. It lasted only
a second but it seemed much longer to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew climbed in and looked back at Max through the
window. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come on Max! </b>he said
eagerly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max moved to the front door and ruffled Drews soft
blonde hair as he passed him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have
your seatbelt on?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew pulled at the strap to show Max. Adam came around
the other side and watched the two interacting. He smiled. It was unusual for
someone else to look after Drew. Adam liked the way it felt to have another set
of protective eyes on his boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He glanced in the rearview mirror to check Drew one last
time. Drew was looking down, going through his large bag of candy. He waited
for Max to buckle up and then he pulled the truck on the dirt road and headed
for the campsite. He reached across the bench and gave Maxs leg a squeeze. Max
used to flinch whenever he touched him. He used to think it was because of what
he did to Max. The teenager was strong, built bigger than most kids his age, and
it confused Adam that the boy would pull away from him so much. It took a while,
but Adam realized that it wasnt the intimidating teenager that was afraid of
him.it was the little boy in Max that was scared. He knew the boy and his dad
didnt get along. He knew from the things Max said and from witnessing with his
own eyes that the man was controlling and abusive. He looked at the large
muscles that Max worked so hard to develop. It wasnt vanity, Adam knew; it was
survival. He had to toughen up or he would be left behind; abandoned by his own
dad.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam didnt take his hand away. He couldnt.and he was
happy that Max didnt make him. He gently squeezed at the teenager to let the
boy know he was there for him. Max reached down and gripped his hand. He didnt
look over to Max, he didnt need too. He kept his hand in place as Max
continued to hold it as they drove off. Drew was unmindful of his Father taking
apart the wall Max had built around himself.brick by brick.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology>They arrived at the campsite. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked over the map carefully and pointed to where
Adam should park. Drew tried to look over the seat but his belt kept him in
place. He moved to take it off but Max turned around and told him to sit back
down. The road was rough and the truck took some big hills, rocking from side
to side. Adam didnt say anything but he smiled as Max took charge of Drew. He
looked in the rearview mirror and watched as Drew did what Max said. He was so
completely taken with him; he did whatever the teenager said without question. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When they parked, Drew was the first to get out of the
truck. He ran around it twice, looking all around with big eyes and asking
questions to both his Dad and Max, but didnt wait for an answer from either of
them. Adam looked over to Max as they both lifted out the gear and rolled his
eyes in his head in mock aggravation. He knew Drew would be like this the whole
trip. Max grinned at him and handed Drew a light bag to carry. The three of
them walked side by side to the camp as Max told Drew about black bears and
wolves. Drews eyes were large and he moved closer to Max as the boy wove a
tale of hungry animals that lived nearby. Adam didnt say anything but turned
his face away so Drew couldnt see him laugh. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew reached up and took hold of Maxs wrist. The
teenagers hands were full so Drew grabbed what he could. Max told him about
wrestling with a black bear the last time he was camping. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He was pretty
strong and he dragged me into the trees to eat me! But I wouldnt give up. I
fought him every step of the way until I landed a lucky punch and knocked him
out!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was caught up in what Max said; hanging on every
word. He looked around at the big trees as they walked and his tiny hand reached
up to grip Max by the wrist as they moved farther away from the truck. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Wow Max! </b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam couldnt help himself. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Was there just one bear this time?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max narrowed his eyes and Drews head shot around Maxs
body. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>DAD!</b> he scolded him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shrugged his shoulders. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Sorry! I was just asking</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max, not bothering to acknowledge Adams comment,
continued with his feat of extreme bravery in the face of certain death. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My Dads never
fought a bear</b> Drew told Max when the story was done; a little
disappointment in his voice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down quickly. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>How would you know?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Cause I know
Dad</b> Drew said confidently. And then he pointed at Maxs barbed wire
tattoo. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He has tattoos!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam countered. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So
do I!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew lifted up his arms in surprise at his Dads comment.
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have ONE tattooand you just got
it! Max always had his!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked at Adam and nodded in complete agreement with
Drews logic. Adams eyes shifted from one to the other. Max smiled
triumphantly while Drew looked stunned. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What does that
have to do with anything?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew and Max traded frowns. He took hold of Maxs wrist
again and walked forward shaking his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh
Dad</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What?</b> he stopped
in his tracks.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But they kept walking and as Adam watched them move
away, he grinned. Drew really did have a big brother. </p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was impressed with the speed at which Adam set up
the first tent. He moved to pile rocks in a circle and Drew watched as Max put
some firewood inside. Drew watched everything Max did. As soon as Max put on
his baseball cap, Drew took his out and put it on too. It was the same cap Max
gave him all those months ago. If Max took up logs, Drew would pick up one and
walk alongside the big boy. When Max went back to the truck Drew faithfully
followed him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched as Max stuck out his hand and Drew took it
without a word as they walked away. While they were gone he finished setting up
the camp. Long minutes later he heard them approach and he turned to see Drew
sitting on Maxs shoulders as the teenager carried the rest of the food down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Anything left to
get?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No,
we got it all</b> By we he meant him because Drew was not only sitting on
Maxs shoulders but eating a bag of chips. Adam reached for the gear and he
playfully opened his mouth and bit Drew on his knee. Drew giggled and pushed
against his Dads head with his small hands. Max reached up with a free hand
and took hold of Drews ankle, making sure he didnt fall off. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When the supplies were put away they walked down to the
lake and started fishing. Max was pretty skilled and Drew instantly considered
him an expert on all things aquatic. Adam caught the first and biggest fish and
Drew looked on as Max reached into the fishs mouth and pulled out the hook
without fear. He held it up for Drews inspection and asked if he wanted to
hold it. Drew laughed as the slippery fish was put in his arms. He carried it
over to the cooler and went back to sit next to Max. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew caught two fish and both Max and Adam made a big
deal out of it. Max told him it was a rare fish and he was lucky to catch it at
all. Adam listened with interest as Max effortlessly wove a story on the spot
for Drew. The kid was good Adam had to admit. He had seen Max think on his feet
before. The boy had a real gift and he spoke with such conviction that Adam
half believed him himself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After they packed the fishing poles up Max started to
take off his shoes. Drew came over quickly and took his off too. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You gonna swim
with me little brother?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded his head, not knowing until that moment that
Max was going to swim. The teenager stood up and pulled off his shirt and
Drews eyes ran over the eagle tattoo on his chest as he pulled his own over
his head. Max unbuttoned his jean shorts and let them drop. He stepped out of
them wearing only his black underwear. Drew did the same and followed Max to
the edge. The teenager looked back and took Drew by the hand and led him into
the water.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was about to say something but before he could Max
said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry bro Ive got you</b>
He watched as Max lifted Drew up and carried him the rest of the way in. Max
dropped down until they were both neck deep in cool water. Drew looked back and
grinned at his Dad.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew wasnt the best swimmer and Adam watched
apprehensively as the two boys began to play. He picked up the cooler and
fishing poles, keeping one eye on them at all times. As Max pulled away and
dunked his head under the water, Drew swam in place waiting for him to surface
and as soon as he did, Drew moved in and Max put his arms around him again.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont swim so
good Max</b> Drew admitted awkwardly. Max just grinned at him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry
about it buddy, I do</b> Max said, hugging Drew tight. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Did I ever tell you about the time a shark tried to bite me?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Oh, here we go! Adam thought. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Hey, Im gonna take the gear back. You two alright?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max waved to him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive
got him</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked over and said <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I know how to swim Dad! </b>defiance in his voice. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam knew Drew wanted to be more grown up than he really
was. I know Drew, but you might have to pull Max back if something happens to
him. Can you do that?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew spun his head around, startled at the idea. His
eyes spoke volumes to Max and Max couldnt help but laugh.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry
little buddy, I can take care of myself <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was relieved beyond words. The idea of having to
swim on his own was frightening enough, but having to save Max too was
something that never occurred to him. What if something did happen? Drew looked
over to his Dad. Nothing ever happens to him. He can do anything. He looked at
Max with suspicion. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Are you sure?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Yeah dude! Were cool. Ive got you!</b> But when Drews look didnt
change Max lifted up one arm and made a big muscle. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>See that?</b> Drew nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im
the safest</b> he stopped and looked at Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>.the second safest person you could be with</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam laughed at the exchange and waved goodbye; Drew looking
far less confidant than he was moments ago. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Oh Yeah! Whos your Daddy?</b> Adam asked to himself with a grin.</p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was gone about ten minutes. When he came back Max
was throwing Drew into the air and diving under the water to bring him back up.
Adam watched them for a few minutes enjoying their play. He pulled off his
shirt and kicked off his shoes. He had put on his bathing suit when he went
back to camp. It was a pair of baggy shorts, dark green and came almost to his
knees, with pockets on the side made out of fabric that dried quickly when out
of the water. Adam waded out and then quietly dove in. He swam underwater and
searched for the boys. He saw Maxs legs and heard the teenager cry out as he
grabbed his calf.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam broke the surface with a grin. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Tell me about that shark</b> he said sarcastically. Max grinned back
and splashed him in the face. Drew joined in and soon the three were wrestling
in the water. Adam lifted Max clear out of the lake and threw him in the air.
Drew followed with his eyes as Max sailed away, landing several feet distant.
The teenager quickly recovered and came back like a missile underwater but Adam
grabbed him and hauled him out. He put one big arm around the boy and squeezed
him hard. The air forced its way out of Maxs lungs as he pushed against the
mans big chest to get away. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was cradled in his Fathers other arm and he
laughed as the two of them wrestled in front of him. Max used both his arms and
legs but Adam used only one arm, while holding Drew away from the battle with
the other.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was winning. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Finally in defeat Max gave up and let Adam pull him in.
Drews arm wrapped itself around Maxs neck and Adams arm moved down to hug
Max by the waist. He put an arm around the mans broad shoulders and the other
around Drew. Adam leaned in and kissed Drews face and before Max could react,
he kissed the teenagers forehead. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That man was right;
I do have some fine boys<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max grinned at both of them and his leg snaked around
Adams. Adam pulled him tight, his large bicep flaring against Maxs back and
Max felt his cock press into Adams. He could feel the thick shaft push against
his and Max remembered the way Drew had licked and sucked on it. Sex with a
loved one seemed to be normal for both of them and for the first time in his
life, Max felt a strong desire for another man. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at him the way he did Drew, if only for a
moment, and it made Max feel like he was part of the family. Maybe thats why
he didnt tell Adam about being outside the window the night he caught Drew
giving him head. Max didnt want this to end. He hugged them both and Adams
arm squeezed tighter.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He has to feel it, Max thought as his dick pressed
against Adams. But the muscled man didnt move away or let Max go for that
matter. He held the boy tight and smiled as he teased both of them about how
easy it was to surprise Max. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I was busy
keeping Drew safe from sea snakes!</b> Max countered as his dick began to grow
pressed against Adams big shaft. Adam didnt point out that they were in a
lake and Drew didnt seem to realize the fact for himself. He just loved being
with both of them. Max couldnt help it; he felt his cock throb. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He has to feel that, he thought, but Drew turned and
pointed out something making Adam look over. Max thought he would use the
opportunity to let him go, but instead he felt the mans brawny arm pull him
closer and move his hips enough so his big prick moved against Maxs growing
cock. The mans strong fingers worked at the flesh of Maxs waist while his
thumb rubbed at the teenagers side.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He does feel it, Max knew. And as if to confirm what he
knew, he felt Adams big dick throb back in response. Whatever barrier existed
between them seemed to fall away. Drew was oblivious to what was happening below
the surface and Max couldnt believe how completely in control Adam always was.
He acted as if nothing happened while Max knew his own face was flush with
blood. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max ran his foot across the mans thick calf muscle. He
pulled in and pressed himself right against Adams groin, no longer pretending
that nothing was happening between them. Adams dick jumped and grew against his
and Max felt the mans strong hand grip at his side in silent communication. Adam
turned to him and his eyes bore into Max, a soft smile creasing his handsome
face. Maxs hand ran up Adams back and he felt Adam move his hand down and
squeeze his ass. He pulled Max into him and thrust his hips against the
teenager firmly. Max could feel every thick inch of Adams massive prick
against him and the mans eyes seemed to ask if he liked it. Max almost nodded
his head in response but Drew looked back at them. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew talked to them about the lake and what kind of fish
lived there. Max expertly whipped up a story about it and Adam grinned at him
as he pulled Drew deeper and deeper into his tale, all the while feeling the
horse dick between Adams legs thicken up and rub itself against him. Max had a
strong desire to reach under the water and free the huge beast between Adams
legs but had to settle for what he had. Adam, meanwhile, continued to squeeze
Maxs firm ass with his strong hand, rubbing the flesh with his palm and then
working it with his fingers. Max didnt know where all this would go, but he
didnt want it to stop either.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew wasnt done. He still wanted to play so Adam tossed
him up with one arm, caught him by the butt and threw him in the air.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>Drew soared high above them and Adam laughed
as Drew screamed. Adam told Max to go get his little brother. Max swam away and
dove under water, his cock hard as steel.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew popped up and splashed at his Dad. Max swam from
below and lifted him up and threw him again. As he cried out for the second
time, Adam turned Max and took hold of him by the waist and tossed him in the
air too. Drew didnt see Maxs hard cock because he was busy holding his breath
underwater. When he came up there was nothing but a big splash that used to be
Max, right beside him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When he came up, Max grabbed for Drew, and as soon as
the little boy took hold of his neck, they started to swim away from Adam with
all the speed they could muster. Adam gave them a head start before diving
under water in pursuit.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He kicked out with his powerful legs, his thick cock
throbbing between his thighs. Max had him raging inside his bathing suit and he
began to think of Drew, wondering if Max wanted more than just a little brother
to look after. He already knew Drew would love to be with the teenager. He told
him about how Max had climbed in his window and held him in bed when he was
injured. At first Adam didnt think anything of it; especially after Max agreed
to help him find Drew. But after watching Max fuck the little girl and get
sucked off by the other boy, Adam began to think Max was like him. Maybe Max
could be part of the family the way Adam wanted him to be. Maybe he could
express himself through physical contact too. This came so naturally to both
Adam and Drew. He loved Drew too much to ever say no to him and sex only
brought them closer together. He knew of no Father that was more in touch with
his Son than he was with Drew. The boy loved him so much and Adam was only too
happy to be as intimate with the child as he would let him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But now Max was in the picture and it didnt look like
he intended to leave anytime soon. Adam reached the two of them and grabbed Max
by the ankle, yanking him back. He took hold of them both by the waist as he
hauled them out of the water like some great Titan. He made sure to drop Max
just enough so the teenagers waist was below the surface. Ne need to give Drew
more than he could handle Adam thought. Drew laughed loudly and Adam let him go
when they were closer to the beach. As the small boy crawled out of the water
as fast as he could, Adam reached down and gripped Max by the ass again, giving
him a hard squeeze. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max turned, his eyes gleaming. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Told you there were sea snakes</b> he grinned.</p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology>It was night and the sky was clear, filled with stars.
Adam had built up a fire after he let Drew start it with an automatic lighter.
His arm was wrapped around Drew protectively as the boy leaned down to touch
the doused logs with the flame; ready to pull him away the instant anything
went wrong. This didnt go unnoticed by Max who watched intently as the man
wrapped his strong body protectively around the little boy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was incredible. Drew would have to be blind not to
see how much Adam loved him. He seemed oblivious however and Max thought how
lucky he was not to know the difference. To Drew, every father acted like this,
and Max had no intention of telling him otherwise. He wondered when Drew would
see it for himself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maybe he never would.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was the most innocent child Max had ever seen. He
watched as the boy climbed over his Dad during the evening. Adam didnt seem to
even notice when Drew scrambled up on his back or hugged one of his thighs.
Like Drew, Adam was used to it and barely gave it notice, even when Drew
squeezed one of his biceps and grinned at Max at his Fathers strength. Max
smiled back and made a big muscle with his own arm and Drew quickly came over
to feel it as well. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As Adam moved around Max couldnt stop glancing between
the mans strong legs. He already knew his had a big dick when he watched Drew
suck on it, but feeling it up close himself was incredible. Every time Drew was
close to Adam, Max felt his cock throb. He kept seeing the little boy kneeling
between his Dads legs and nursing on his heavy dick. The fact that Adam always
sported such a large bulge didnt help matters any. Now Max knew why.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When they settled down and Max began to tell a story to
Drew about a killer in the woods, Adam watched his Son crawl away from him and
into Maxs arms. Max wrapped him up and hugged him to his body as the story
reached its climax; Drew holding on for dear life. Adam watched the two of them
as Drew rested against Maxs chest, his eyes looking out into the dark woods.
Adam smiled at the way his Son took so completely to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>One frightening story later, about an escaped mutant
with an ax, <span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>it was time for bed. Adam
began to clean up the campsite and told Drew to get his pajamas on. Drew took
Max by the hand and made him come along as he searched for his clothes. Max
turned on his flashlight and together they found what Drew wanted to wear. He
had a pair of flannel pajamas and Max had to stand nearby as Drew changed, in case
the killer chose that exact moment to strike. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When he was done, Max unfolded the boys sleeping bag
and watched as he crawled inside. Drew immediately protested as Max began to
leave.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>MAX!! <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked over to Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You started it, now you have to deal with it!</b> he grinned and
pointed to the tent. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go sleep with
him!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked at the other tent. It still wasnt built. He
stayed in the doorway and gave Adam a confused look. Adam came over when he
realized the problem. He pointed to the unused tent.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>One year Drew
broke our tent, swinging from the poles</b> Adam said.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew quickly yelled, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I was escaping a snake DAD!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam rolled his eyes. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>It was a bloodworm</b> He waved at the folded tent. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I tried to fix it but the poles didnt
hold and Drew didnt want to sleep outside. Ever since, I bring a spare just in
case<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked back at Drew who was grinning.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>We sleep
together Max</b> Adam finished. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is
that okay?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max couldnt help but glance between Adams legs at the
heavy mound he sported. He looked back at Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Yeah, thats fine</b> Drew sat up and held out his hand to Max. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam reached up and ran his hand through Maxs thick
black hair. He squeezed him by the back of the neck. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Get some sleep Son</b> He stood up and moved away but called out, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew kicks!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No I dont!</b>
Drew called back.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes you do!</b>
Adam retorted.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max moved inside as Drew was about to say something else
to his Dad, but stopped when he watched Max take off his shirt. Max unbuttoned
his jeans and slipped them off. Drew opened his sleeping bag for him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh I dont know
little buddy. It might be too small for both of us<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I sleep in this with my Dad all the time</b> And Max believed him
completely. He wondered if Drew wore any clothes when he slept with his Dad.
Maybe his Fathers tee shirt, he thought, remembering how Drew always liked to
wear his. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max knew the bag would hold them both but he didnt know
what Adam would say if he found them together, but after what happened at the
lake he wasnt too worried. He crawled inside and Drew immediately wrapped his
arms around his chest. Max put Drew on the side by the zipper and hugged him
tight. Drew said good night and thanked Max for the great day. Max fell off to
sleep listening to the sounds of Adam moving through the camp and Drews warm
body pressed against him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam came in to find both boys out. He knew Drew would
sleep through an earthquake but Max was another story. He was careful not to
wake either of them. He pulled off his shirt and quietly took off his jeans. He
zippered up the tent and got inside his sleeping bag. He didnt zip it up
though. It faced theirs and he knew eventually his Son would find his way
inside. He looked over to Max sleeping peacefully. He sat up on one elbow and
watched both boys breathing deeply, Drews small arms clinging to Maxs bare
chest. The older boy was handsome and his face showed none of the trouble his
waking state displayed. Adam thought about the lake and the way Max got hard
against him. His dick immediately thickened at the thought and he raised his leg
up slightly so it could grow. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew loved Max, Adam was sure of it. And for the first
time Adam actually thought of letting someone other than himself have sex with
the boy. He remembered Max back at Angervoes mansion. His mind flashed to an
image of both Drew and Max naked and kissing him at the same time. Adams dick
raged in his shorts and tented in the cotton fabric. He looked at Maxs full
lips and wondered how much of his cock the teenager could get inside. Far more
than Drew he bet. And his Son..could he take Max? Was Max small enough for
Drew?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams dick was fully hard now and sticking up out of
his shorts. He didnt stroke it or touch it in anyway. He didnt have too. He
was used to getting hard around his Son. He leaned over and kissed the back of
Drews head, the boys scent filling his lungs. Neither one of them stirred.
Adam carefully reached out a hand and ran it through Maxs thick black hair.
The boy took in a deep breath but didnt wake. Hes getting used to my touch, he
thought as the boy slept. He leaned over and kissed Max on the forehead
tenderly and felt his big dick jump between his legs when he made contact. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam couldnt help himself; he leaned down and kissed
Max softly on the lips. This took things a little too far he knew and Max
opened his eyes slowly and looked right at him. He smiled at the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Didnt mean to
wake you Son. Go back to sleep</b> Adam ran his hand down the side of Maxs
face and watched as the boys eyelids came back down. Adam lowered himself
until he was up against Drews back and snaked his arm into their sleeping bag.
He found Maxs waist and wrapped his arm around them both. He leaned down and
buried his nose into Drews soft hair, breathing the boy in with every breath. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam woke with Drews hand on his cock. He didnt know
what time it was but it was still dark outside. Drew had turned in his sleep
and faced him now, his small hands wrapped securely around Adams big stick.
Drews fingers gripped and pulled at him and Adam instinctively spread apart his
legs for his Son. He was on his back with one arm extended to the right. Drew
was snuggled against him and for a moment Adam forgot they werent alone. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max had his head resting against Adams bicep, still
asleep. Adam looked down and although it was pretty dark, he didnt need light
to see that Drew was going to blow him soon. Adam reached up with his other
hand and stopped Drew. His Son looked up and propped himself on his Dads
chest. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Max is here
Drew</b> Adam said as softly as he could. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked at Max sleeping beside them and then back at
his Dad with a frown. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam motioned for him to be quiet. He put one hand on
Drews and started to stroke his shaft with it. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You really like him dont you? <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded his head to Adams question. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I like him too<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew settled back down, resting his head on his Dads
chest and started to pump his big prick with both hands. Adam swelled up at his
touch and let his head fall back as he thickened with pleasure. He turned to
Max to see him still asleep, resting on his arm. He watched him carefully as
Drews fingers pulled and tugged at his hard cock. He felt Drews dick press
against his side. His Son, as usual, was ready to go; sporting a small rod of
steel between his little legs.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Minutes past and Adam began to lift up his hips as Drew
tugged on him, meeting the boys grip and thrusting himself between his hands. The
eager boy was exploring every inch of his immense prick and Adam was only too
happy to let him. He loved the way Drew squeezed his shaft with his soft
fingers, testing the hardness of his flesh as if he couldnt believe his own
hands. It seemed like every time his Son touched him was like the first time.
Drew was so captivated by the size of his dick and how it throbbed in his grasp
that Adam would have a hard getting the boys attention. And as usual Adams
big dick seemed to have a mind of its own. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A large block of time had passed when Adam looked over
to Max.and Max looked back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam wasnt sure what the teenager would do. Drew was in
his own world as he usually was and had no idea Max was awake. Adams hand
gripped Max by the shoulder and he rubbed his fingers into his flesh. Even in
the darkness there was enough moonlight coming through for Max to see what Drew
was doing. Even if there wasnt, Adam had no intention of keeping it from him.
He wanted Max to see it. He reached down and pulled back the sleeping bag flap
and gave Max a soft smile. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max lifted up and looked over Drews body to see his small
hands wrapped around the massive shaft between his Dads legs. He felt his own
prick push at the fabric of his shorts as it grew at a fast rate. Max pulled
them down and saw Adam watching as his cock came into view. Max reached down
and began to stroke himself while Drew did the same to his Father.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After a long minute, Max kissed Drew on the back of the
head. The boy was so involved with his Dad he didnt even look up. He leaned in
and kissed Adam on the lips. His cock pulsed as Adam kissed him back. He moaned
a little and pushed out his tongue and he was instantly taken inside with no
resistance. He felt Adam suck on it, a big arm pulling him in. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>When they broke away Adam looked down at Drew. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey buddy, you like that?</b> Drew did
look up now and Adam smiled at him. When he looked over to Max Drew turned his
head to see the teenager looking back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hi Max</b> he
said.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey kid</b> Max
grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Got your hands full I see</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew blushed but it was hard to tell in the dimly lit
tent. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why dont you
give Max some of your attention</b> Adam said to Drew. And he was only too
happy to comply. He turned around and reached for Maxs hard dick and Max
lifted up his leg to give him room.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They both watched Drew explore the hard shaft between
Maxs legs. Adam sat up on his elbow and looked over Drews shoulder as his Son
tugged and pulled at the teenaged cock. He reached over and ran his hand down
Maxs side, cupping the boys ass as he did. Max leaned over and kissed him,
and as he sucked the teenager inside, he pushed his own tongue back at him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maxs hand was rubbing Drews back and he moved forward,
pushing his cock through the kids fingers.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew tilted his head back and watched Max kiss his Dad.
There was no way he wouldnt be part of this. He released Max, sat up, and
kissed both of them as their tongues rubbed together. His Dad pulled off first
and smiled at him. He leaned in and kissed Drew who sucked the large tongue
that thrust its way into his mouth. Max took him by the back of the head and
pulled him off his Dad, replacing the mans big tongue with his own. Drew moaned
as Max kissed him for the very first time. Adam stroked his blonde hair as he
watched. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it baby</b>
he said gently to Drew. He leaned down and kissed at Drews small neck. He began
to remove Drews clothes and Max didnt hesitate to help; and soon all three
were fully naked and hard as rocks. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved Drew on his back and kissed him. Max took the
next turn, pressing his lips to Drews for a long moment. Both of them were on
their sides facing Drew and began to kiss not only the boys mouth but his neck
and shoulders as well. Adam reached over and took hold of Maxs dick and
twisted his hand around the solid shaft. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max responded by moaning into Drews mouth and pushing
his hips forward. He returned the favor and took Drews other hand and led it
to his Dads big dick. Drews fingers wrapped around the familiar shaft and Max
made him squeeze it with a tight clench. The teenager broke the kiss and looked
down at Drews hand. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Play with it for
me bro</b> he told Drew. Drews small hand stroked Adams horse dick and Adam looked
at Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You sure? I get
this all the time </b>he confessed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max replied. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
just want to watch him touch you. His hand is so small and youre so damn big</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned as Drew pulled at his heavy pecker. He
lifted up his leg and rested his hand against it as Max enjoyed the show. It
didnt take long for Adam to swell up to his full thickness.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Jesus thats a
big dick!</b> Max said. Adam grunted proudly in agreement.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre pretty
big yourself Max. Drews gonna love you</b> he looked for Maxs reaction and
then added, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If thats what you want?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max understood what he meant. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>He can have it as much as he wants!</b> He couldnt take his eyes off
of the beautiful sight of Drew feeling up his Dad. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew grabbed it by the middle of the shaft and began to
slap the heavy meat down against the palm of his other hand and then he twisted
it around his Fathers cock, squeezing it hard. Adams dick throbbed happily in
the childs grip while Max looked on in awe. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Harder Drew</b>
Adam said simply; and Drews fingers dug deeply into the hard flesh with all
their strength, but Adam only laughed, his fat cock swelling up in response.
Drews fingers ran across the surface, trying to get to every thick inch while
Max stroked himself at the sight. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it Drew</b>
Max encouraged him. And Drew did his best, struggling with the massive prick in
his hands while Adam grinned down at him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Too much for you
little guy?</b> he teased Drew and watched in amusement as the boy attempted
to tug at his big dick with both hands. It simply swelled larger and pushed the
kids fingers apart for all his effort. Drew glanced up at him with some
frustration. They had played this game so many times that Adam lost count, but
Drew behaved as if one day he might actually win. He loved feeling his Sons
hands grope him impatiently. Drew wanted it so much, but Adam was just too big
for him. No matter how he tried, or how he gripped it, his Daddys cock really
was too much to handle. Drews hand moved down to the base of his cock. It was
almost too heavy for Drew to hold up with just one hand, but he wasnt about to
give up, not that Adam or Max for that matter, would let him. Adam rocked his
hips a little, making Drews fight slightly harder. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah</b> Max
moaned out quietly, loving the hard time Drew was having. Adam looked up at Max
when he heard this. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Wanna give him a
hand?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max hesitated but Drew looked back hopefully. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes really big</b> he said, stating the
obvious.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go ahead Son, I
dont mind </b>Adam nodded to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam called him Son again. He looked into the mans dark
eyes. They looked at him the same way they looked at Drew. Max melted on the
spot and he felt like a little boy again. He reached out with one hand and
wrapped it around Adams big dick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That a boy</b>
Adam encouraged him, spreading his legs apart a little more for both of them.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams dick was hard as a rock in Maxs hand. The hot
flesh throbbed against his fingers as he gripped it tight and he had a new
appreciation for Drews labors. The little boy all but forgot everything else
in the tent; he was so focused on his Dads big dick. Max glanced up to see
Adam just watching with a smile. He was the most complete man Max had ever met
in his life. He squeezed the fat shaft tightly but Adam only grinned more. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Take your time.
Im not going anywhere</b> Adam challenged them.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max moved his hand down to Adams heavy nuts and lifted
them up, testing their weight. They were just as impressive as the rest of him
and Max couldnt help but wonder how Drew took on this massive man, on a regular
basis. No wonder Adam pulls Drews head away when he comes, Max thought. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max and Drew tugged at Adams hard cock for a long time
while he told them both how much he liked it.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my boys</b>
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews fingers worked around his engorged head while Max
pumped at the shaft. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes big isnt
he Max?</b> Drew said, more of a statement than a question.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Hes
a horse</b> He reached down and hefted up Adams large balls and rolled them
around in his hand. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And a bull</b> he
added. Adam leaned in and kissed at his lips then did the same to Drew. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched for long minutes. He realized this was new
for Max and he wanted him to be as relaxed as possible. He took turns kissing
them as they explored his heavy cock, making sure to pay equal attention to
both his eager young men. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That feels great
boys </b>he told them, Max tugging at his shaft while Drew squeezed the big
head. Max looked up. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do whatever you
want Son </b>Adam told him.<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> </b>As Max felt
his dick, he realized something about him; he never had a family. No one
probably ever spent time with him, certainly not affectionately. The boys cock
raged without being touched. Adam could see it throb as the handsome teen
gripped him. Max was more worked up than even Drew and Adam wanted to pull him
in, just a little more. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ive got the
best boys in the whole world</b> He reached down and put his hand over Maxs
and made him squeeze his dick tight. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Go
ahead Son, you cant hurt me</b> Max squeezed hard on the thick shaft. He
smiled at Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>See?</b> Max began to
pull and grip his big dick forcefully. Adam couldnt remember when he was so
content. His massive cock throbbed and bounced in the air as they attacked it obsessively,
more than ready to met the new challenge. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After several minutes went by, Adam wanted more. He looked
at Drew, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ready to suck on it for
me?</b> Drew nodded and sat up while Adam looked at Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You alright with that</b>? he asked him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You kidding me?</b>
he said with a grin. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam turned a small electric lantern on, casting the
tent in a warm glow. He moved up to his knees and took Drew by the back of the
head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck on it baby</b> he said
gently.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew opened his mouth and Adam sunk his big dick inside.
Max got up and knelt beside Drew to get a better view. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Suck him Drew</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam ran his hand through Maxs hair as Drew sucked on
the head of his dick. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes a little too
small to get much in</b> he explained. But like him, Max didnt care. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its incredible</b>
Max said at the sight. Adam reached out for him and put one arm around his
shoulders and kissed his mouth. Max sucked deeply on the mans tongue and ran
a hand up his back and across his hairy chest, feeling his strong body for the
first time.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam held Max by the neck as they kissed and kept the
boy against his mouth. When he pulled back, he looked down at Drew for a moment
and said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I love him Max. Thats why we
do this</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched as Drew held on to Adams thick shaft with
both hands. His mouth was way too small to take the full head of his Dads cock
inside, but it didnt seem to slow him down any. He was moaning happily as his
lips slid across the silky head of his Fathers big dick. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its a Father/Son
thing</b> Adam continued as Max watched Drew hypnotically. This statement
seemed to draw Drew out of his trance. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You mean Max too,
right Dad?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked at the handsome teenager with raised
eyebrows. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is that what you want?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Maxs eyes went from Drew, still holding his Dads huge
prick, to Adams face. He nodded.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled Max against him and sunk his tongue as far
into his mouth as he could. He felt the boy hug him as tight as he could and
moan against his body as they kissed. Adam took Maxs hand and put it on the
back of Drews head. They both looked down.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Welcome to the
family</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max smiled at Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thanks
</b>he pushed gently against Drews head to help him suck Adams big dick, but
it was no use. When he looked up at Adam he was about to ask what he wanted him
to do, but the mans eyes told Max everything he needed to know. It wasnt
about getting more of his cock in the boys mouth; it was simply about doing it
together.all three of them. Max worked his fingers into Drews soft blonde
hair and he held him steady as the boy continued to nurse on his Fathers large
dick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded, happy Max understood. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Thats it Son</b> He ran his hand down Maxs back and caressed his
firm ass. Max leaned in and opened his mouth and Adam stuck his tongue out for
him to suck. He joined Maxs hand on the back of Drews head and laced his
fingers in the blonde hair. Drews hands gripped hard at his shaft, having both
of them touch him at the same time must be overwhelming to him, Adam thought. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He broke the kiss and said, <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Suck me baby. Suck your Daddy </b>Maxs fingers ran across his in
Drews hair.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do it Drew</b>
Max added.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew worked extra hard after hearing Max. He was doing
his best to show off his skills. He pulled as hard as he could, and tried to
stuff his Dads cock into his mouth; but even fueled by Maxs words; Drew was
still just a little boy. Maxs hand pushed at his head while his Dads fingers
gently pulled at his hair. He knew his Dad would stay hard a long time, but
this was the first time Drew had been with anyone besides him and he wanted Max
to see how mature he was. He pushed his lips as far down as possible and almost
reached the rim of his Dads cockhead. He looked up a little frustrated.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I bet you can do
better</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max uneasily glanced at Adam. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its up to you
Son</b> Adam said, his hand rubbing Maxs lower back. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is it okay?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span><b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Id love it Max</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was moving before he even realized it. He sat down
next to Drew and Adam gently pulled his wet pecker out of his Sons mouth and offered
it to him. He took the head of the big dick inside and his mouth immediately
watered at the taste. Max heard himself moan. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Wow</b> Drew
said, his eyes glued to Max. Max sucked hard on the beefy prick and he felt the
mans big hand run across his head affectionately. He saw Adam push Drew
forward and the boy began to lick at the rest of the lengthy shaft with his
small tongue. There was clearly enough for everyone. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That feels so
good boys</b> Adam said to them. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max engulfed more of his dick. It pushed against the
back of his throat. He stopped there, not having any experience in sucking cock
and Adam didnt force him. It felt like a good three inches of the shaft was in
his mouth and he could move his lips down to get more if he wanted. He sucked
it for a long minute, loving the way the silky flesh felt on his tongue. <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span>It seemed even larger up close, if that were
possible.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam gave Max a few minutes and then gently tugged it
out of his mouth. He shifted his hand to the left and offered it to Drew. The
small boy did his best to mimic Max but there was no way he could take as much.
But this wasnt a competition, it was about pleasure, and Adam praised Drew for
his efforts. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats my boy</b> he said.
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats Daddys boy<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max now had a close up view of Drew, and he had to give
credit where credit was due. The boy was good; or at the very least, eager to
blow his Dad. Max felt Adams hand pull him in and he didnt have to look up to
understand what to do. He stretched out his tongue and started to lap at the
throbbing shaft. It was relatively untouched due to Drews small stature and
his mouth filled up with the incredible flavor of Adams raging prick. It took
only moments for Max to lick at the whole surface of Adams beastly baby maker.
It now shined with his spit and he turned to see Drew watching him, his own
mouth open to the limit. He smiled at him and sucked the side of Adams shaft
while Drew worked the head. He stretched out his tongue and wrapped it around
the other side as the boy continued to blow his Dad. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched them both proudly as they worked him over,
each with their own skills and talents. He put his hand on Drews forehead and
held him in place as he carefully pulled his dick away. As usual, there was a
small struggle as Drew protested at the loss, but Adam knew how to distract his
Son. He smiled down at the boy and Drew watched as Max took the head fully in
his mouth. Drews eyes sparkled as he watched the older boy and when he looked
back up at his Dad, Adam winked at him. The difference in Maxs mouth and
Drews was almost too much for Adam to keep up with. Max gave him so much
stimulation all at once and he knew if this was going to continue he was going
to have to change his game plan some. It wasnt that Max was so good, but Adam
wasnt used to getting so much of his big dick sucked on and of course there
was the added factor of having a three-way.his Sons first. Adam wasnt gonna
last long at this rate. After a minute he pushed Max away.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come up here Son</b>
Adam said to him. Max got up on his knees in front of the man and Adam pulled
him in by the back of his head, kissing him deeply. As he took away his tongue
he looked down at Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck on him angel</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max took hold of his dick and smiled at Drew. Drews
lips wrapped around the hard cock and electricity flowed from them, across
Maxs big dick and up his spine. Adams arm held him tight and Max leaned
against it for support. His knees trembled as Drews mouth took the whole head
of his cock inside. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh yeah</b>
Adam said as he saw the same thing Max did. Max didnt understand what a
milestone this was for Drew and as happy as Adam was to see it firsthand, his
big cock raged angrily. Adam felt himself push out his hips and he realized he
was about to push Max out of the way before he stopped himself. This is about
Drew and Max, not me, he said to himself as he stroked his big cock, trying to
calm himself down.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Thats my boy</b> he praised him. Adam watched carefully. Drew didnt
have nearly as much trouble blowing Max. It was something he didnt think he
would see for a long time. Drew was really giving Max head. His Son sucked
deeply on the rugged teenager and began to twist his head around. The boy
sucked Max like a pro. All the time he spent with Adam really paid off and Adam
had newfound respect for Drews hunger. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good boy</b>
Adam said to Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck your big
brother</b> When Adam kissed Max the handsome teenager almost forced his
tongue into the mans mouth. Adam sucked on it hard and after a long moment he
pulled away and held Max by the hair; just out of reach.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like that?</b>
he nodded down to Drew. Max moaned yes and tried to kiss Adam again but Adam
wouldnt let him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Then tell him Son.
Tell him you like it<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked down at Drew and ran his hand over the boys
head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That feels great Drew. Suck on
it!</b> Drew looked up at him happily, a mouthful of Max making his cheeks
puff out. He pulled on Maxs balls as his spit dripped off the shaft.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Jesus</b> he moaned
to Adam.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He wont stop</b>
he told Max truthfully. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drew likes
nothing better than to suck cock<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked up in surprise. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Are you serious?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have to take
it from him, or make him cum first if you want him to stop</b> He looked down
at Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He loves dick<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max ran one hand through the boys soft blonde hair and
grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You can suck me as much as you
want little brother<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam laughed and squeezed Max in his arm. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You say that now, but just wait</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Theres nothing
I like more than having my dick sucked</b> Max admitted. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Join the club</b>
Adam replied. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But Im telling you now,
get him off or youre in for a long night<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max played with Drews hair. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Im not some inexperienced kid </b>he said to Adam.<b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'> Eat me up little brother<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max came in Drews mouth not two minutes later.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned as he held Max up by the shoulders. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Howd that work out for you?</b> But Max
couldnt talk just then.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His first blast hit the back of Drews throat and as his
ass clenched to release again he found the boys mouth suddenly gone. Adam had
pulled him away and the rest of Maxs load splashed against his face and ran
down his skin. Drew swallowed what he could but he coughed at the intensity of
Maxs orgasm and by the time he recovered enough to swallow more, Max was all
but done. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam let Drews head move back to suck on Max again and
as soon as his mouth engulfed the boys cock Max shuddered violently in his
arm. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Easy Son</b> he told Max. He knew
Drew was sucking him as hard as he could. Adam knew from experience what his
Son would do. Max on the other hand had to find out the hard way. He reached
down and gently pushed Drew away. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Give
him a little time Son</b> he smiled at the boy. Drew sat back and began to
lick at the cum from his face and hands.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>God Damn!</b>
Max moaned loudly as he felt his body weakened by Drews blowjob. He turned to
see Adam grin at him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You might want
to listen next time <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max stared with big eyes and simply nodded. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pointed down to his dick and Drew got the message
loud and clear. Max leaned into his side as he watched Drew work.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Now pay
attention</b> Adam said as he moved his big cock around his Sons face. He
pulled it out of Drews mouth every so often and when Drew stuck out his tongue
to get it back, Adam would gently slap his dick on. He took hold of Drews jaw
from underneath and guided him back to his cockhead, letting him suck on it for
a while before he took it away again. He turned to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Stay in control
of him or hell suck you dry<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched Adam expertly direct Drews actions. He let
the boy use his hands only so much before making him take them away. This was
Maxs first mistake. Drews fingers would inch back up his Fathers hairy
thighs until they reached out to stroke the fat shaft. Adam let him go until
the second hand wrapped itself back around his cock, then he would softly tell
Drew to put his hands back down. Drew seemed in a daze as he nursed on his
Fathers beefy cockhead and his spit dripped freely from his mouth.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Damn</b> Max
groaned as he watched the boy slobber across the pulsing prick. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stayed in control the whole time while Drew
followed obediently. It wasnt so much that Drew didnt get what he wanted but
Adam gave it to him at different times than expected, hence keeping Drew
slightly confused and breaking his concentration every so often. Through all
this, the boy stayed enthralled by the big horse dick between his Dads strong
legs. Max realized it didnt matter to Drew what he was made to do, as long as
he could do it. He just wanted his Dads dick, plain and simple. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>See that?</b>
Adam asked Max softly as Drew moaned around his swollen head. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>See how he sucks on it now? Nice and
steady, and most importantly; calm<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded, wondering how many blowjobs it took before
Adam achieved this level of success with Drew. <a name=Writing></a>Long minutes
past as Drew sucked and sucked on his Dads dick.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This is the most
incredible thing Ive ever seen</b> Max admitted to Adam. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well Im glad
youre here Max. I really am <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max glanced away but wrapped his arm snugly around
Adams waist.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What about when
you cum?</b> he remembered watching them back at the house.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Same as I did to
you </b>he explained to Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes a
little boy, not a circus performer<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max laughed but couldnt wait to see Drew take his Dads
heavy load.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You ready
angel?</b> Adam asked his Son. Drew didnt respond at first until Adam touched
his cheek. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Losses track of
time huh?</b> Max asked Adam, who nodded his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wasnt kidding
when I said all day Max. Remind me to tell you about the Super Bowl<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam made sure Drew was ready for him. He took hold of Drews
hair and began to stroke his fat dick in his fist. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Almost buddy</b>
he groaned as he felt his balls clench up between his legs. Adam growled and
his massive prick erupted right in Drews sucking mouth. He felt it swell up to
its full thickness and a heavy surge of cream shot right up the shaft and
flooded his Sons mouth. Drews eyes watered and Adam, like always, immediately
pulled his dick away from the boy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched Drew swallow a mouthful of Adams cum, but
there was so much; it ran down his chin in a small river of gleaming white
fluid. Adam continued to pump jets of cum against his Sons face while the boy
did his best to recover as quickly as possible.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'>
</span>Drew had his mouth open and by the time the fourth wave came, Adam
stuffed it back inside. Drews eyes closed and he swallowed quickly and Max
could tell he was sucking harder than he ever had before. Adam stopped stroking
himself and let go of his dick, letting Drew do the rest. He sucked deeply
while Adam smoothed out his blonde hair with one hand</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned at Max. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Control</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The trip passed too quickly for everyone. Max had the
time of his life and Drew stuck to him more than ever before. They fished and
swam everyday and Adam cooked for them at night. Drew never did or said
anything to give away his relationship with Max, which relieved him to no end.
Adam assured him Drew knew better but Max was apprehensive. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They had sex every night of the trip. Drew initiated it
each time and Adam shrugged whenever Max looked his way.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I told you</b>
he said simply. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The second night, Adam went first. After he came Drew
moved to Max, who did much better than before. Having Drew worn out from
sucking on his Dad made a big difference. Max followed Adams advice to the
letter and did whatever the man said to make himself last longer. When they
were both finished they laid Drew between them and ran their hands all over his
body. Adam sucked on Drew, just like he did the first night, until his Son
shook from his orgasm. Drew slept so deeply that Adam had to wake him up by
shaking him the next morning. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>The third night had Adam laying between them as Drew
snuggled on one side and Max on the other. Max kissed at Adam for a long time
after Drew was once more unconscious from his orgasm. Max stroked Adams thick
cock with one hand while they kissed until he brought the big man off. Adams
cum flew in the air and landed on his chest, stomach and of course all over
Maxs hand. Max knelt up and stroked himself over Adam, adding his own cream to
the mans wet body. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam wrapped his arm around the teenager and they fell
asleep alongside Drew. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>By the time the trip was over, the three of them had
become a tight group, never far from one another.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His name was Gunter Sidow. He sat in the interrogation
room with Agent Speets, his hands in front of him. Two large police officers
stood just behind the big man as the FBI agent looked over his file. Miss Benet
and Adam watched from behind one way glass as the interrogation took place.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Gunter was the guard Adam had felled outside Drews
prison. The guard never saw his face and even if he did, he didnt see Adam
now. Adam listened with interest as Agent Speets brought Gunter up on the
current charges. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont like
this</b> Adam said to Miss Benet. She nodded her head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know Adam but
this has to end, and this man is the last person alive that dealt with your
Son<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam had been called earlier when Gunter was released to
FBI custody. Since he wasnt a US citizen there was a big ball of red tape that
had to be untangled before the government could prosecute him. Adam was asked
to bring Drew down to identify the man in a line up. Adam didnt like it at
all, but had no idea how to get away from it. Gunter was unconscious when Simon
Angervoe was killed. He saw nothing, but he could testify that someone jumped
him, tied him up and killed Angervoe. Now whether or not the police believed
him was another matter. Actually the real question was did they care at all?</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Gunter sat still as Agent Speets read off the charges to
him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr. Sidow, we
know that your employer was heavily involved in child pornography and
trafficking of minors. The mountain of evidence that we found at the mansion
testifies to that<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im in none of
those movies</b> Gunter protested. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im
just a guard!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Agent Speets took in a deep breath. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Well, Mr. Angervoe had so many movies; we havent had a chance to go
through all of them. Most of the kids were filmed overseas and we may never
see those children in the public light because of that, but weve handed them
over to the proper authorities and with any luck theyll be identified</b> He
thumbed through a folder and held up a piece of paper. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Youre big problem is that your employer is dead and he left you
holding the bag<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im a guard and
nothing else!</b> Gunter restated. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
want a lawyer!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Youre not a US
citizen Mr. Sidow. Your rights are what I say they are, and until you answer
all my questions youll be lucky to get a glass of water from me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Gunter tensed up but both guards behind him stepped
forward in warning and he calmed back down. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well now, there
is the matter of the dead child we found in the adjacent room to yours</b>
Nicholas looked at the photographs of various children. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Not to mention the young boy killed in the woods <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Gunter moved around his chair and one police officer put
a hand on his shoulder and squeezed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
killed no one!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Why dont I
believe you Mr. Sidow?</b> Nicholas said, looking over the paper at Gunter. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is it because youve been with Mr.
Angervoe for fifteen years? Is it your prior arrest record I had faxed to me
from Germany?</b> He put down the piece of paper and held up another. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh no!</b> he said as if he just realized
something. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its because we found your
DNA all over the dead boy in the mansion</b> He turned the paper to Gunter. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>See? Thats you</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr. Sidow, I dont
care if you believe it or not. The only thing that matters is that a jury will,
and your home country has agreed to let us prosecute you under our laws</b> He
put the paper down and folded his hands in front of him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>There is no question, at least in my mind, that you had sex with that
boy and probably several others in the decade and a half you worked for that
monster. And unlike the other kids that night, only your DNA coupled with Mr.
Angervoes was ever found on that particular boy. The big problem for you is this
boy</b> he tapped at the folder. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>...is
DEAD!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Gunter sat back in the chair, recoiled from Agents
Speets outburst. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He had been dead
for days, tied up to that bed for God knows how long<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I wasnt the
only one in the room! There was a man that knocked me out and killed Mr. <span
class=SpellE>Angervoe</span>!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas sighed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So
you say. Even if we believe you, and frankly I couldnt care less than I do,
there is no other DNA but yours and your employers on the dead boy. A boy who
had been killed days before youre so called assailant struck</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He raised his eyebrows. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You see the problem? Youve given me a man you cant identify, in a
mansion full of people, all with questionable intentions to say the least, and
when everything falls away Mr. Sidow</b> he waved his arms in the air. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>the only one left..is you</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>NO! There was a
man! He was with another! One of the performers!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr. Sidow</b>
Agent Speets patiently said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You had
sex with a minora dead minor and since the only other person who we can prove
was there, is currently no longer alive, we will hold you solely responsible. </b>He
leaned in. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The only real question is, why
did you kill him?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Gunter was confused. Miss Benet stiffened up and Adam
glanced over to her.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You see</b>
Nicholas continued. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>your employer was
a complete monster. We have the films to prove it. Now if you.say killed the
boy as a mercy killing.to you know.put him out of his misery.well.that
would be a different crime indeed<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What is he
doing?</b> Miss Benet said to herself. Adam looked at her having no idea what
was going on. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Your employer
tortured that little boy for days. He raped and beat the boy for his own
pleasure for what, Im sure, seemed like an eternity to that poor child. So if
you killed him so all that would end, then nows the time to speak up<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I killed no
one!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas sighed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Mr.
Sidow, as Ive said, it doesnt matter what you say, the evidence will speak
against you and the jury will declare you guilty. The only left is to decide
your punishment<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet shook her head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Nono thats not right</b> she whispered to herself. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You see, once I
turn you over to them</b> he waved at the police behind Gunter. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I no longer have jurisdiction. When I
leave this room, any influence I have will walk with me. If you want my help,
now is the time to ask for it</b> He leaned in again. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Maybe its just me, but these people</b> he motioned to the burly guards
behind Gunter. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>..well, they dont take
kindly to strangers that come into their city and kill their children</b> he
looked up and the guards and Gunter followed to stare at the cold angry looks
the police gave him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But if you would
rather deal with them</b> He closed the folder and picked it up off the
table. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><span style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span><b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh, hes good!</b> said Miss Benet.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam turned to her. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What
the hell is going on?</b> but she held up her hand to silence him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Wait!</b>
Gunter cried out as Nicholas began to rise. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Ill tell you!</b> Nicholas sat back down and waited patiently. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He killed the boy in the woods! I drove
him there. We watched both boys. We took the blonde kid first and I kept him in
the car while Mr. Angervoe killed the other. He said he wanted to do it
personally</b> He leaned in as if Nicholas was a friend instead of an FBI
agent. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I never liked him, but he paid
well for my services. Ive seen him do vile things to those children! HE MADE
ME HAVE SEX WITH THEM!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas nodded his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You mean Mr. Angervoe killed the boy in the woods, Sam Anderson, and
took Andrew Blake hostage.is that right?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes! He did it
all. I drove and put the kid to sleep using chloroform<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stiffened up as he thought about what this man did
to his Son. He put one hand on the glass in front of him as if to bring him
closer to the man that took Drew from him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And..and I was
made to have sex with the other boy; the younger one! Angervoe took him weeks
before the party as a warm up. I had no choice! And the boy went through so
much; it was all I could do to help him!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So you killed
him? To, you know, save him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet nodded her head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yes, yes I did</b>
Sidow looked around at the guards. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>The
things that man did to him! I had no choice! I did it for him! He shouldnt
have even been there!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas looked down at the folder in front of him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No</b> He opened it up and looked inside.
<b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No, he shouldnt</b> He took out a
photo and slowly turned it around so Sidow could see the picture of the boy. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But I know where he is now <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Sidow moved in his chair clearly uncomfortable with the
image before him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And when I stood
in that room</b> Nicholas continued. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>When
I looked at his skin, permanently marked by the ropes that bound him to that
bed</b> he looked up at Gunter. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
cant help but think that you Sir.you have walked away from your humanity<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Gunter wanted to move back, but there was nowhere to go.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas looked up at the guards and sighed. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im afraid Mr. Sidow is now in my custody.
Have him chained up inside the van while I finish the paperwork</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They lifted the man up and moved him away from the table
as Nicholas stood up, gathering his files.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So youll take
me away from here? I wont stand trial?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas shook his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You wont face a jury</b> he corrected Sidow. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Youll be transported to a government facility where youll be tried
by a Federal Judge for the rape and murder of a five year old boy. At which
time Im confident youll get the death penalty<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>WHAT!? You said
a mercy killing was a different crime!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Agent Speets nodded his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Oh it is! Its a very different crime.very different</b> He held the
file close to his chest protectively and his eyes blazed at Sidow. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But the penalty for them.is exactly the
same!</b> The guards hauled Gunter out of the room as he screamed at Nicholas
in protest. But the FBI agent was already moving away. He came into the room
with Adam and Miss Benet.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well done!</b>
she said impressed. Nicholas smiled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What the hell
just happened?</b> Adam asked, still very confused. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet smiled. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Gunter
Sidow isnt a US citizen and unless we have proof of a crime Germany will want
him back for trial in their legal system</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam turned to Speets. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You said you had jurisdiction<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas shrugged. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Did
I imply that?</b> he said innocently. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Miss Benet laughed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>He
only has jurisdiction if he can prove to the other country that Sidow is guilty
of murder<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Or, if I have a
confession</b> Nicholas added. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Which I
now do</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam rubbed his head. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>So you couldnt prove he killed the boy?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No</b> Nicholas
said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I was pretty sure based on the
evidence, but not enough to convince another country. Without his confession, I
would have had to send him back<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So all that
about the local police prosecuting him?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>They never had
any claim to him</b> Miss Benet told Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>The FBI handles all matters of child trafficking. Although Im sure
the police were only more than happy to cooperate to keep that bastard in
America<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>And hell get
death?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas nodded to Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Ill put the needle in myself if theyll let me</b> He held up a red
file. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ready?</b> Adam nodded.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They went into another room, one more suited to a non
hostile environment. Drew was there with a female police officer waiting for
them. He ran up to Adam as soon as he saw him and Adam scooped him up in his
arms and hugged him tight. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hey kitten</b>
he whispered to Drew. Nicholas and Miss Benet sat at the table and waited for
Adam to sit, Drew nestled in his arms. Nicholas spread out six pictures in no
particular order and smiled at Drew. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do you see
anyone you recognize?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked at his Dad and Adam nodded to him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its alright Son. Do as he says</b> Drew
looked down for a moment, scanning each photograph and pointed to one of Gunter
Sidow. He felt his Fathers arm hug him tighter.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Him<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas patted Drew on the shoulder proudly. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats all I need son!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew started to say he wasnt his son but Adam squeezed
him around the waist first. He looked back and buried his face in Adams neck
and his Dad kissed his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas turned to Miss Benet. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>As an officer of the court you will testify to witnessing he picked
Gunter Sidow out of the line up?</b> She nodded her head in agreement. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is that all
Agent Speets?</b> Adam asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Nicholas nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
have everything I need</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>What about Mr.
Angervoes killer?</b> Miss Benet asked to Adams distress. Nicholas looked at
her and then glanced at Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont care one
way or another. If it comes up later in trial Ill deal with it, but I have the
killer I want </b>He gathered his things and said goodbye to Adam and Drew. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Miss Benet, always a pleasure</b> he
finished. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>She nodded and shook his hand. Once he was gone she
looked at Adam, holding Drew in his arms and then she noticed it for the first
time. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>A new tattoo. When did you get that?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams eyes darted to the staircase the FBI agent went
down, but no one was there. He breathed a sigh of relief. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Right after I
got Drew back <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew looked at her and smiled, happy with himself. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Do you know what it means?</b> he asked
her. She shook her head. Adam lifted up his arm and made a muscle. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Andrew</b> she
read out loud. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yep! Thats me!</b>
Drew glowed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>A month had passed before Max had a chance to visit with
Drew at his Dads house. He worked any odd job he could to make money but he knew
when Drew was around so he made a point to stop by. Adam put him into a strong
hug and asked him where hes been but Max avoided the question like the
professional he was. Adam thought they should go to the movies, but of course
Drew had other plans and not an hour past by before Max was getting his hard
cock sucked by the little boy. After all three had cum, Adam cleaned up,
ordered a pizza and went to turn on the porch light. The boys were dressed but
half asleep on the sofa. He saw the truck Max drove and went out to look at it.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It didnt belong to Max that much he knew. It was older
and probably belonged to someone who knew how to keep it running by the sheer
age of it. He walked around it and found the bags of clothes Max dragged around
with him as he moved from house to house. He looked through them and then turned
to look at the house. He felt angry that Max hadnt been truthful with him. He unloaded
the truck and put the bags on the porch and then looked inside. Max still lying
with his eyes closed and his arm around Drew. He quietly lifted the bags and
took them inside, to a spare bedroom. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Hours past and after they ate and watched a DVD, Max got
up to leave. H hugged Drew goodbye and promised to come back the next day. Adam
walked him to the truck, making sure the front door was closed so Drew wouldnt
hear. Max walked around the back of the truck to get to the drivers side when
he looked in the bed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>About time you
settled down Son</b> Adam stated.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max didnt say anything. He saw the truck was empty. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Its been a month
since we went camping. When were you going to tell me?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max just shrugged. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Your Dad throw
you out?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max nodded.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pointed to the house. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You know that little boy in there worships the ground you walk on</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Drews a good
kid. Better than me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam sighed. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I
try to give my Son the best of everything Max, but only you can give him what
he really wants</b> Max looked at the ground. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>A big brother</b> Adam finished. He moved up and put his arms around
the teenager and hugged him tight. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>After
what you did for Drew I would have thought you would always feel welcome here</b>
He felt Max squeeze him back, his head against his chest. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>But maybe you need to hear me say it </b>he paused for a moment. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You want this to be your home?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I can stay here?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Of course you
can Max. But I want you to know, if you get into trouble and try to leave, Im
gonna find you and bring you home. You have a little brother and</b> Adam
paused. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>.and more if you want it. But
if your part of the family, then youre in all the wayfor good. No running
away bullshit or taking off in the middle of the night</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked up at Adam. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Dad?</b> he said, without being serious.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam nodded. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>If
thats what you want </b>Max didnt say anything but he stopped smiling. Adam
waited for a moment and realized that Max couldnt say the words. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Is that what you want from me?</b> he
asked again. Max nodded slightly and Adam hugged him tight, lifting him up off
the ground.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Come on Son.
Lets go inside and tell your brother</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max had his twentieth birthday.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam bought him a motorcycle and Drew gave him a helmet.
He wanted Max to take him for a ride right away but Adam wouldnt let him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Not until youre
older<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew protested and finally Adam was made to drive the
bike very slowly around the block with Drew nestled in front of him. Adam tied
a rope around Drews waist to hold him in place even though he gripped the boy
against him with one hand. Drew held up his arms like he was at an amusement
park while Adam kept a safe distance from every other vehicle on the road. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was working at Adams company and was doing very
well. He showed great promise with his hands and although he preferred working
on cars, he found he really enjoyed building homes. Adam let him bring his
friends over and work on cars in the backyard. He wanted him home where he
could keep an eye on him and put several shadow boards up with tools for Max to
use. The boys from the supermarket all came over and began to hang out with Max,
after the initial shock of meeting Adam again. Adam did what he could to make
all the boys feel welcome especially Pete Masters, who he had injured. Pete was
initially scared to come over, but when he did, Adam stayed near, making sure
Pete didnt harbor any hard feeling about what happened. Max fixed up a car for
Pete and Adam bought some new parts for him to build up the engine before he
gave it to his friend. Now Adam could put his hand on Petes shoulder without
the boy flinching away and he became a regular at the house. Adam hired them
all for odd jobs around his site to keep them busy and out of trouble. He found
Pete was surprisingly good at reading blueprints and encouraged the boy to go
into architecture. It didnt take long for Adams company to hire every
struggling teenage boy that Max knew, and word quickly spread that Adam was the
go to guy for boys in need. Maxs close circle of friends began to see Adam as
a surrogate Father, coming to him with problems and seeking advice. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew was quickly adopted by all of them and now dreaded
the time when he had to leave and go once more to his mothers. Adam now took
Drew to work with him because his Son loved spending so much time with Max and
his buddies. Max always let Drew help him and made a big deal out of whatever
Drew did, and it was a rare day that Adam didnt see a huge smile on his boys
face because of Max. Drew rode Maxs shoulders and handed tools to the other
boys while Adam kept one eye on him from wherever he was. Max always made sure
Drew was near him and kept him away from anything dangerous or harmful. This
last part mostly consisted of Maxs friends who liked to smoke on their breaks.
Drew was allowed to hang out, but only upwind of them and Adam was pleased that
Drew took so quickly to Max being the boss when he wasnt around himself. The
only bad part was now Drew had two reasons to hate going back home instead of
just one. Saying goodbye to Max was almost as bad as leaving letting go of
Adam. But in so many ways Drew now had what he wanted all his life, a big
brother. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max stopped getting in trouble, although his old reputation
still took him pretty far. The girls loved him and more than once, Adam found
some girl leaving early in the morning before as he got up for work. He
playfully bragged about it to Adam and his friends. Adam overheard him talking
to his buddies at work one day. Pete asked about Adam and if he minded the
girls coming over.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh hes cool!
Hes the best</b> Max told him. Adam smiled as he listened. Max was fitting in
just fine. Max called him Sir around his friends or Mr. Blake at work, but at
home or alone, he started to call him Dad. Adam wasnt so secretive and called
Max Son on most occasions. Everyone became so used to it that whenever they
heard Adam call out, they knew who he was talking about. There was some confusion
at home when Drew was around, but Adam had a deeper tone when he wanted Max and
both boys quickly became accustomed to it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max didnt talk about his own family, not even with his
friends, and they knew better than to ask. But Max did think about them. He
went back to his Fathers house just once. The man wasnt there. He knew he
wouldnt be. He stood outside his former home for a long time, just looking at
each window and every board. He remembered every abusive event in his life at
his fathers hand. He looked down and saw a rock at his feet. He lifted it up
and threw it against the house. It smacked into the boards with a loud thud and
dropped to the ground. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max felt a little better.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He picked up another and threw it even harder. After the
third rock, Max felt tears run down his face. He wiped them away and reached
for another stone. He didnt know how long he stayed there.he lost track of
time. Each throw was a new memory, a different strike of his fathers hand on
his body. Max cast a rock at each and every one. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>His tears ran freely, and although he felt better, he
knew deep down.there just werent enough stones.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam had one final bow to tie up.April. She was still
very taken with Adam and whenever he came in she would blush and ask about
Drew. Adam still felt very grateful for her assistance. April was one of the
few people who were always loyal and rose to help regardless of the
circumstance. He did his best to avoid her store when he could. He didnt want
her to think any more of their relationship than what it was. He didnt want to
hurt her or lead her on in any way. He thought Max could introduce her around
to Pete or someone younger. He would know all the local boys. April needed a
guy her age to be with. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>April knew Max the way everyone else did, as a bully
that was not to be messed with, but like all girls found herself attracted to
the rebel in him. Adam assured her Max was a new man and at his insistence Max
took her to her spring dance at school. His muscled body and good looks made
her the envy of every girl there, especially when they drove off on his
motorcycle. And if Adam knew Max, and he did, the girl would be the talk of her
school for months. He intended to stay away from her after that, letting Max
couple her with the right guy.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And Adam almost stuck to this notion; except he made the
mistake of telling Max he had sex with April. And then Max brought her home
from the dance. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It didnt take much convincing for Max to get Adam
undressed and April on her knees. Max took her dress off while she sucked on
Adams huge prick, and moved inside her from behind. They took turns fucking
April into she damn near passed out from the pleasure both strong men gave her.
Adam lifted her up and bounced her up and down his heavy prick and then passed
her to Max who put her over the couch and raised one of her legs in the air. Before
she could recover Adam took her away and lay her on her back on the floor and
held her legs apart by the ankles as he drilled into her. April was no match for
either of them and Adam did his best to take it easy on her. Max wasnt so
nice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He proudly pumped his big cock into her and made her
cum. He grinned at Adam when she came, proud of his easy conquest. Adam only
nodded and moved in right after. Aprils cries of lustful pleasure filled the
room and Max watched wide-eyed as Adam big dick pushed into her tight cunt and made
her cream not three minutes later. Whatever record Max thought he set was
broken to pieces, but Adam was too kind to point that out. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They lay down on Adams bed, Max behind April while she
faced Adam. Max was pumping into her from his side while she kissed Adams
handsome face and he rubbed at her small breasts. Max pulled out and reached
down taking hold of Adams immense prick. He lined it up with Aprils young
cunt and Adam pushed back inside her. April was the happiest girl in the whole
world and she never noticed that Max didnt let go of Adams cock while he
fucked her. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam felt Maxs hand squeeze and tug at his shaft while
he fucked the checkout girl. The boys strong hand gripped him tight and Adam
felt like he was fucking both of them at the same time. Max had bent down and
was kissing her neck while Adam kissed her mouth. April was delirious from the
intense action her inexperienced body was going through. Adam doubted she could
recall her own name after the multiple orgasms both men gave her. Adam reached
around her and ran his hand up Maxs strong back and rubbed the boys neck as
he fucked April. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam almost made her cum again but he pulled out and Max
quickly took his place. He wanted Max to do the honors. Adams hand found Maxs
ass with his strong hand while Max took her from behind. Adam looked down at
April. Her eyes were closed and she was moaning loudly. He leaned in and kissed
Max on the mouth, sinking his tongue inside for a moment.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck her for me</b>
he said over April. Max nodded his head and winked at Adam.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He moved his hand up and found Adams throbbing cock. He
tugged at it while April came from his deep thrusts. As he felt her juice all
over his cock he rubbed Adams big dick against his. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max felt like coming himself. He pulled himself out and
stroked his hard cock with one hand until he sprayed the girls belly with his
white cream. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked down as Max came. The boys big dick
throbbed in the air and erupted with a generous amount of cum. Once Max was
done, Adam moved away and stood at the side of the bed. Both April and Max
still faced him on their sides. He stroked his big dick, putting one knee on
the bed and aimed it at Aprils face. Max watched wide-eyed as Adam beat off,
his heavy dick inches away. The mans dick was like a club, thick and menacing.
Max reached up with one hand and pulled Aprils mouth open. The girl was lost
in pleasure and still reeling from the intense orgasm she just went through.
Her eyes fluttered but she never really focused on anyone. Adam moved his cock
head to the girls open mouth and shot his first stream of cum right inside.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Aprils mouth flooded with the incredible flavor of Adams
thick cream and she swallowed it down hungrily as she felt her face get sprayed
with more of his warm fluid. Maxs fingers pulled her mouth open again and
April didnt fight him as her lips began to drip with Adams heavy load.
Another mouthful was given to her before Max allowed her to swallow. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><a name=Review></a>Adam sprayed himself across the
girls face and then aimed his big dick at Max, letting loose with another
stream of thick, warm cum. Maxs handsome face broke into a huge smile as
Adams load landed on him and ran down his cheeks to his mouth. He licked at
the river of cum while Adam let April have the rest. Max scooped it up and fed
it to her with his fingers while Adam watched with approval.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It took four hours for the girl to fully recover before
Max could take her home. Adam insisted he take the truck because he didnt
trust either one on the motorcycle. He took a shower and went to bed. Max came
home about an hour later and came into Adams room. He took off his clothes and
climbed into bed, throwing his arms around Adam. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>That was fucking
great!</b> Max said. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Shes underage
Max. Dont forget that. We have to be careful <span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'></span><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>She loved every
minute of it. She wont be telling anyone<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know that. But
shes a girl and girls can get possessive. Dont fuck her too much. She needs a
boy of her own<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, sure</b>
Max replied. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>But shes not the only
one. I get girls all the time. They always talk about how hot you are, I bet we
could fuck all of them together</b> Max paused. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>You knowif you want</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam hugged him. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>This
stays between us Max. Drew never hears about this</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max sat up and grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>No problem, I think we can think of others things to keep Drew busy
with!</b> He reached down and took hold of Adams massive prick, giving it a
squeeze. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam watched Maxs hand for a moment and said, <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Speaking about Drew, theres something
Ive been meaning to talk to you about<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew lay on his back with his legs around Maxs
shoulders. Adam had spent the better part of the last thirty minutes licking at
his Sons ass and probing him with his large fingers while the boy sucked Maxs
hard. Adam did wonders to loosen him up, but it was going to be a tight fit
regardless. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max greased up his eager cock and Drews ass thoroughly.
Adam kissed Drew and told him to relax.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry if
you cant do it love. If its too much just say so</b> Adam said. Drew nodded
and smiled at Max with trusting eyes. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max grinned down at Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Youre one lucky boy!</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew laughed. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You have any
idea how many girls would kill to be in your position right now?</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was the one who replied. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>That must just be the girls that havent seen me</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max rolled his eyes in mock annoyance and pushed his
finger inside Drews ass as he stroked his hard cock. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Yeah, yeah, whatever!</b> He rubbed his large dick against Drews
virgin hole, the childs erection jumped in anticipation. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>I wont let anything happen to you little brother</b> Max assured
him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I know Max</b>
Drew answered. Adam kissed him again and stood up taking his massive dick in
his hand.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck on this Drew.
Youll feel better</b> he told his Son.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew opened his mouth and Adam placed the head of his
hard cock to his Sons lips. Drew began to suck on it like he had dozens of
times before. Maxs eyes were drawn immediately to the sight as they always
were when Drew gave his Dad head. It took only a few moments before Drew closed
his eyes and focused on the big dick in his mouth. Max waited for the
inevitable to happen. And as if on cue, Drew began to moan.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked over to Adam who nodded back at him. He
pushed forward and felt Drews tight ass begin to yield. It was going to take
some effort though and Max wanted to make sure Drew was ready. Adam did his
best to get Drew in the mood for his first fuck.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck it for me
baby</b> he told his Son. He reached down and stroked Drews forehead and the
childs lips gripped at his heavy cockhead. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max watched them as he sunk himself slowly inside the
boy. Drew didnt fight him at all and Max knew if he wanted, he could simply
push himself all the way in, but Max wanted this to be as enjoyable for Drew as
possible. He felt the kids muscles slowly relax and he used the opportunity to
move deeper. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam looked over his Son carefully, making sure he
wasnt in any discomfort. He knew Drew well enough to know that the boy could
do almost anything, as long as he could suck on Adams huge prick. He had a way
of concentrating on it so much that the rest of the world seemed to melt away,
so Adam stood close by and made sure Drews mouth never left his big cock. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it Son</b>
Adam said rhythmically, rubbing Drews head with his strong hand.<span
style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>He knew Drew loved to hear his voice when
they had sex so Adam made sure he was as vocal with him as possible. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Suck Daddys big dick<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew moaned loudly at his Fathers words and Max used
the opportunity to sink his cockhead inside the boys ass. He looked over to
Adam who saw it for himself and nodded to Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Good boy</b>
Adam said to Drew. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats what I want
kitten, just like that<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drews head began to move around so he could twist his
mouth around his Fathers throbbing cock. Adam pushed his hips forward a little
and sunk more of it past his Sons lips and Max knew it would be now or never.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He began to fuck Drew.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He rocked forward and back so his hard shaft pumped
slowly in and out of Drews ass. Drew was still focused on his Fathers cock in
his mouth but Max could tell he was also aware of getting fucked. Drews cock
raged in the air, stimulated to no end by both men he loved more than anything.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it little
brother</b> Max joined in. He ran his hands across Drews legs and gently took
him by the ankles, moving his legs slightly apart. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adams gaze moved from Drews face to Maxs big dick
pushing inside his Sons ass. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He
lost count of the thousands of times where he wanted to be where Max now was.
He regretted that it wasnt him, but with Drews size it might never be, and
that was something Adam came to accept. He looked down as his Son sucked on his
wrist thick cock and knew it would take nothing short of a miracle for the boy
to ever get fucked by him. But at least they had Max now. Adam looked over to
the handsome black haired boy and smiled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Take care of him
Max. Make our boy cum <o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max didnt even bother to look up, his eyes were glued
to his cock and Drews ass. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry
about it DadI know what Im doing<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was still new for Max to call Adam Dad but it
seemed as if he did it more when he wasnt thinking about it than when he was. Adam
tried not to make a big deal out of it but he couldnt help but smile at
hearing it. He watched as Max pumped carefully into Drew. Drews cock was
throbbing like never before and Adam knew he was enjoying it like he hoped he
would. The way his Son took to sucking cock, Adam knew he would love getting
fucked. Of course he intended on doing it himself, but thats wasnt in the
cards yet. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max was moaning now too. Having Drews tight ass around
his cock was proving to be far more stimulation than he imagined it would be.
He gripped at the kids small legs as he fucked him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it little
buddy, take that dick<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam moved Drews head so it was facing the ceiling. He
held him by the jaw and pried his mouth open and told Drew to stick out his
tongue. He started to slide his heavy cock, letting the full length of his long
prick run against the boys soft, wet lips. Drew sucked on what he could when
Adam stopped long enough to let him. He picked his cock up and gently slapped
it against the boys tongue and mouth before sliding hit around some more.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eat it Drew</b>
Adam said. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Eat your Daddy up<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max swelled up at the sight of what Adam was doing to
Drew. He squeezed the boys ankles.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like that
Drew?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pulled his cock back until Drew could look at Max.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You like getting
fucked by me?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It wasnt really a question, since Drews small cock was
about to burst from the pleasure Max was giving him, but like Adam, Max wanted
to hear Drew say it. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew nodded his head with a smile but Adam wasnt having
that.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Tell him Drew.
Tell him how much you like it<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew glanced at his Dad and then back to Max. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I like it a lot Max! It feels great!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam pushed his dick back across Drews lips and then
made the boy suck the head for a second before he pulled it away again. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Tell Max to fuck
you Son<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked at Drew with a big smile. He clearly loved
the suggestion more than anyone. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck me Max</b>
Drews small voice said. Max let go of Drews ankles and moved his arms down
until he could take Drew by the waist, the boys legs now trapped between Maxs
arms and chest. He towered over Drew and grinned.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Look at me
buddy. Look right at me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam move back so Max and Drew could smile at each
other. He ran one hand up and down Maxs strong back encouragingly. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whos fucking
you Drew?</b> Adam asked.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My big brother
Max!</b> Drew said happily. Unlike both Adam and Max, Drew had no trouble
referring to Max like he was really part of the family. Maybe it was his age or
just his desire to have a real brother, but Drew took to Max instantly after
being told that Max was living with them now. Poor Max never had a moment alone
as Drew followed him everywhere. Most mornings Max would find Drew climbing in
the shower with him before he went off to work. He would bend down so Drew
could shampoo his hair and soap up his legs and Adams words proved trueDrew
loved to suck cock. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>At first Max thought it was just that he was new and
Drew was excited that he was there; but the boy never got tired of him. Adam
would grin as Max was once again the subject of Drews insatiable hunger for
cock. Max would have to sit on the edge of his bed while Drew stood between his
legs, head down and bobbing as he sucked Max off. It became so natural that Max
began to wait for Drew to finish in the bathroom before he left for work so the
kid could blow him. On the days that Drew went to work with him it amazed Max
how controlled the boy was. He never once put Max in a position where someone
would find them out, but the moment they got home, Max was dead meat. Drew
would hold back all day while others were around but coming home was another
story entirely. Max would faithfully stand in front of Drew, his big cock out
of his jeans while Drew sucked hard on the head. And Drews efforts were really
paying off. He was able to take in much more of Maxs dick than before. He
literally attacked it with his mouth and Max had to use every technique Adam
taught him to keep from coming too soon. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked down at Drew as he fucked him. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats right buddy!</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Long minutes past by as Max pumped into the small boy
below him. Adam watched the two of them eagerly until the unthinkable happened.
Drew came. He really came!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Drew thrashed around the bed for a moment and growled
out as a small amount of clear white fluid shot out of his cock and landed on
his chest. Adam was stunned! His Son, his little baby boy just had his first
orgasm and he was there to witness it!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>My God! Thats
it Drew! You did it!</b> he cheered his boy on.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max saw it too and grinned down at the boy but his
delight was short lived, because seeing Drew have his first real orgasm took
Max to the edge and pushed him over. He looked up at Adam with a strained
expression on his face and Adam knew what was about to happen. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Im gonna cum!</b>
Max growled.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam put his hand against his back and pushed him
forward. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont you dare pull out!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max looked up uncertain. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Are you sure?</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Fuck yes! Cum
inside him Max! Give it to him!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>And that was the last straw. Max swelled up like never
before and shot his entire load inside Drew Blakes virgin ass. His whole body
shook as he came and he gripped Drews waist tightly in his hands to hold
himself inside. It felt like a river of cum left his overworked prick and
flooded the little boy he now called brother. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Oh God Drew! Oh
God youre tight!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>But Drew wasnt listening. As usual when he came, his body
shut down. Having his first real orgasm drained his small frame in a way it
never had before. He was passed out and moaning limp on the bed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max finished up and felt Adam rubbing his back as he
began to calm back down.<span style='mso-spacerun:yes'> </span>He looked up at
Drews handsome Dad and nodded his head. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Jesus that was
good!<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam grinned at the exhausted new member of his family.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You did it Max!
You made him cum!</b> He hugged the dark haired boy. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max took hold of his cock and slowly pulled it free from
Drews well fucked ass. His cum ran out of the boys hole and Adam gave him an
impressive nod of approval when it did. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Thats it Son</b>
he gripped Maxs shoulder. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max moved out of the way and waved to Drew as if wanting
Adam to take his place. Adam shook his head.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Nothing would make
me happier, but thats too much to expect</b> He took hold of his beastly
prick and waved it in the air to remind Max. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Man thats
fucking big</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shrugged. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>A
little too big unfortunately<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>They both looked down at a sleeping Drew. The boy was
out like a light. Max lifted him up and put his head on the pillow while Adam
bent down and licked off the first cum that Drew had ever produced. When they
stood up facing each other Max said something that surprised even Adam. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Hes not your
only Son you know<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam stared Max for a moment and gave him a big smile. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>No.No hes not</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max moved to the other side of the bed for more room. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Just take it easy on me. Ive never worked
in the circus and youre the first elephant Ive ever been with<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam fisted his thick cock and laughed. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Dont worry Son. Youre not the first boy
Ive broken in<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max went to lie on his back but Adam stopped him.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Uh Max.if its
all the same to you, Id rather you be able to look at me<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max glanced at Drew and grinned. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Yeah, I know what you mean<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>As Max got on his back Adam continued. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I just want you to know whos fucking you<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max glared at Adams large cock and gave him an amused
look. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>I dont think that will be a
problem Dad<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam shrugged sort of apologetically. <b
style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You know I cum a lot so I can pull outyou
knowif you want<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max lifted up his legs. <b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:
normal'>Dont you dare<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Whatever you say
Son. Whatever you say</b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology>Adam was on the phone with Tony. Tony had destroyed all
the films he made with Drew and now the only copies in existence were in Drews
safe deposit box. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>So youre sure
about this?</b> Tony asked him for the hundredth time. Adam laughed.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Yeah, Im done
Tony. Im with the only boy I need. I wont put him out there again<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>You dont have
too. It can just be you, or that teenager you were with?</b> Tony said
hopefully. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Well, Ill pass
that along to him. For now, Im retired<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>After a few more minutes of conversation, Adam hung up
the phone and turned off all the lights. He went upstairs and found both Drew and
Max in his bed, sound asleep, Drew curled up in Maxs strong arms. The boy was
definitely bigger from his work at the construction site and although he might
never reach the physical heights that Adam did, he was a hunk in his own right.
Besides, Drew would never see Max as anything but his hero and big brother. The
boys thick black hair was in stark contrast to Drews blonde locks. Adam
leaned against the doorframe with a smile on his face as he watched them both dream.
</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>He drank his beer and thought about all the events that
led them to this moment. The most precious thing in the world was almost taken
from him, and the one person he wanted to blame, became the same person that
saved the day. He went from almost being alone forever, to gaining a Son; and
for the first time, in a long time, Max had a familyand Drew a big brother. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Someone always commented to Adam how much Max looked
like him, and he was pleased that Max stopped looking away whenever someone
did. He couldnt be prouder of him than he was. He remembered how Max reacted
at seeing his surprise today. His eyes were wide and welled up when Adam showed
it to him. Drew was jumping around and tugging at Max when he saw it. Adam
rubbed at his arm. It was still sore and bandaged up. He went back to the same
place he got the first one. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Tattooed on his other bicep was a name..Maxwell</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>It was time for bed but Adam didnt move from his spot,
he just gazed at them thoughtfully. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Ill watch over
them..just a little longer</b> </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology align=center style='text-align:center'>THE END</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
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<p class=BodyAnthology>Authors final notes:</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>I wanted to answer some of the questions most of you
have email me about this story. First off, thank you for all your support and
interest, youre constant Emails kept me going.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Question One: Why
this story?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>I wanted to do something different. I wanted to give you
a story with a beginning, middle and an end, with characters that evolved, and
of course, with good sex too. But I wanted a full story. Surprisingly to date
Ive received two emails from different people that complained about this
format and wanted me to only write sex. I told them 95% of the stories on Nifty
would fit that bill and they should read those instead. Guess I couldnt please
everyone.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Question Two: Are
Adam and Drew real?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Yes they are. I met Adam soon after I joined the
military and his son about a year later. The physical difference between them
was startling. Adam was thickly muscled and hairy while Drew was blonde,
slightly built, with bright blue eyes. I was younger than Adam and because I
was slender he used to always referee to me as Pretty Boy. But when you have
biceps the size of small footballs, you learn not to argue. Hes only become
sexier with age. They were not sexually involved to my knowledge.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Max is based on a roommate I used to have who was a gym
rat. He loved to show off his strong body to me and flash his muscles whenever
he could. He knew I was gay and was one of the only straight men I met who
truly didnt care. He was so secure in himself; he liked the attention anyone
gave him, man or woman. We lived together for two years before he was
transferred. And before you ask, no sex was involved although Im pretty sure
he wouldnt have minded too much. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Question Three:
What doesnt Adam just top Drew?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>I wanted to write my story in a realm of believability.
In other words if Adam is really as big as I write, it would be impossible to
top Drew without putting him in the hospital. I read stories all the time where
the author throws things in that just couldnt happen. I dont know of any
preteen that can deep throat a fully grown mans prick let alone take it
happily inside them, and I wanted to write as if the story was real and not
fantasy. Although I realize some parts of the story were fantastical, like
Angervoes party, I did my best to stay true to reality. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Question Four: Did
you write each chapter independently?<br style='mso-special-character:line-break'>
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<![endif]><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>No. The story was mapped out from start to finish. There
were two changes. First Max was not supposed to be so important to the story,
but I really liked him and I found writing him to be so easy, I had to keep him
in. My visions of my old roommate kept Max solidly in the story far longer than
intended. Second the mansion part with Angervoe was originally much shorter,
but since I had Max, I expanded it to the party scene. Originally Adam fought three
guys at the manor to get Drew back. I needed to give Max a chapter to shine in
and this was it. In the original version only Adam went for Drew after Tony
called him. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Question Five: Is
this story really over?<br style='mso-special-character:line-break'>
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<![endif]><o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>For now yes. I like to write and I will be posting more
stories to this site or maybe Ill start my own webpage. I intend to write my
stories all in the same universe so its very possible Adam, Drew, Max, or Tony
will show up in a guest role in a future tale. </p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><b style='mso-bidi-font-weight:normal'>Last Question: Do
you base your stories on images?<o:p></o:p></b></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Yes and no. Im a huge Julius fan. I have most all his
books on computer format. His drawings of Dads and Sons are incredible. I also
love <span class=SpellE>Josman</span> but it seems he cant produce work nearly
as fast as Julius and I think he does private web work now. His site is only
updated infrequently at best, which is a real shame. I would love for him to
draw this story out for me. If anyone of you is able to draw well, I would love
to see some work. I would like nothing more than for an artist to give this
story justice.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>I do use some images to keep me going through the story.
I use one of Adam, Drew and Max that I look at while I write. These I found on
the web and theyre pretty close to the real people, but my imagination is
strong and I do most of my work at Starbucks believe it or not, so looking at
images while there wouldnt be easy to do. LOL.</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Thanks for everyones support! Ill be back soon!</p>
<p class=BodyAnthology><o:p> </o:p></p>
<p class=BodyAnthology>Teague</p>
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I've always enjoyed somewhat of a story and most of these provide that.
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<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco sunk his teeth into the young wolf. He moved so
silently, so quickly, that the new werewolf never had a chance to defend
himself. His blood was drawn away in a powerful motion and DeMarco instantly
enthralled the wolf under his power, keeping him still for the feeding. He
didnt like drinking the blood of a werewolf but there were territories to be
maintained and DeMarco was going to make themloud and clear. </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>He was an ancient vampire, living over 600 years old and
DeMarco had seen the rise and fall of the werewolf clans from the time when
they were just wild animals to now, when they travelled in packs for safety.
Not that they needed any, but there were far more dangerous things around than
humans to contend with. Gone were the days of the stray werewolf roaming the
woods and looking for prey. Society had grown too much for that and the wolf
was an intelligent family minded group. Having so many strong animals fighting
for dominance did have drawbacks however and the Alpha Wolf emerged. Stronger
than others and able to cast out his power to dominate, became pack leaders.
Some challenged their authority, but Alphas were rare, and usually only other
Alphas stood a chance of survival. </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco hated them all. He culled their groupings and left
signs of his kill for them to find. They made attempts to find him and his kind
in daylight but they never succeeded. Unlike the wolf, the vampire craved
solitude. They disliked having company but would make exception when survival
demanded it. DeMarco was so powerful, that rarely ever happened. </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>He lifted the lifeless body of the young wolf and threw it
to the ground. It had been a boy, no older than sixteen, now ashen with empty
eyes. Whatever power the child had was now gone forever and DeMarco smiled. It
had been a good week. Four wolfs were now lost thanks to him and he had only
just begun.</p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>Chase never knew his Father. He grew up in a small town in
Georgia with his mother Helen on a nice plot of land that butted up against the
woods. He liked to sit outside on the porch and look out into the big trees and
listen to them sing softly in the wind. At fourteen he was the only boy he knew
of that didnt have a Father, not counting his buddy, and best friend Jacob,
who lived two houses down from him that is. Jacobs father died in an auto
accident when he was only ten, but at least he had a chance to love his dad.
Chase never knew his Father, and his mother refused to speak about him. In
Chases mind his Father was a secret agent or a millionaire that went into
hiding from the mob or some other hell bent organization. There had to be some
reason why his Father wasnt around and since Chase didnt know the answer
himself, he made one up. </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>This notion carried him through many yearsbut lately Chase
could no longer fool himself. He did know that his Father was alive; his mother
couldnt lie about that anyway. His mother in fact didnt lie about much; she
just refused to speak on matters. She was very religious and had a crucifix in
every room of their home. Their house was well built and sturdy even in the
most severe storms. He knew she couldnt afford it on her own, working as a
bank loan officer, and no one in their family was in a position to help them
out financially, but whenever Chase had asked her about it, she simply changed
the subject. He suspected that his real Father must have provided for them in
some fashion. At least in his dreams he saw it that way.</p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>Things changed three weeks ago. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was small for his age, too small to play contact
sports with the other children who seemed to get the growth genes that were
denied him. Chase had thick black hair and blue silver eyes that got him
multiple stares from the girls in school. Although he would never be a football
player, there was something Chase did better than just about anyone. He could
run. </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>He never knew where it came from. All his life he loved to
run. Run around his mother in the kitchen, in the backyard, and to and from
school as soon as he was old enough to go on his own. Few of his friends could
ever catch him and he signed up for track as soon as he could. His mother came
to his meets and praised him for his efforts and almost easy wins over the rest
of the kids, but something in her eyes always held back. It was as if she wanted
to ask him something but couldnt find the words. It didnt matter; he was
happy she took so much interest in him. </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was very close to his mother. She was heavily involved
in his life and when he confided in her that he was gay, she took it very well.
Almost too well. He remembered when he first told her, sitting her in the
living room. She wrung her hands together as she waited for the news with an
impatient effort. When he spit it out she damn near jumped from the chair to
hug him tight. The only other person he told was Jacob, and like the good
friend he was, Jacob just shrugged and said he didnt care. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>For Chase life was pretty good. His biggest problem was his
good looks and soulful eyes that seemed to drive the girls crazy. Big football
players used to look down at him whenever he walked by, usually because their
girlfriends would say hi to him. But his size was no real threat to any of them
so they pretty much left him alone. Being cute was great.being super cute was
annoying. Chase was, well..annoying. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Three weeks ago something spectacular happened. Chase was
running against a rival school and he beat their track star by a startling five
seconds. The boy was bigger than he was, with sleek muscles and long legs. He
had risen quickly at his school and was the sole reason for the multiple
trophies displayed in the schools hallway. There was no doubt that the boy was
destined for professional competition. </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>Chase ran right past him and kept the lead the entire race.
At the finish line Chase looked back with a smile and grinned at the others as
they came past, their faces flushed and breathing hard. Chase had already
recovered. He had an extremely high tolerance for exercise and felt his heart
slip easily back down to a slow steady beat not moments after he crossed the
finish line. </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>The rival schools record had just been shattered. Chases
classmates were all over him, slapping him on the back and hollering from the
stands. He reveled in the spotlight, loving the attention, even if it was short-lived.</p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>In the parking lot after the meet, Chase saw three bigger
kids that he knew didnt go to his school. They were in their early teens but
favored sports like wrestling, by the looks of their builds. When one of them
pointed to him Chase looked back. He was alone.</p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>Normally he wouldnt have paid them any attention but
something about them made him feel threatened. He moved toward the woods and
looked back to see them following him. For no reason he could think of, Chase
took off like a jackrabbit for the trees and began to weave between them as
easily as the wind. He heard the sound of footfalls behind him crunching the
ground and throwing up debris as the large boys came after him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He didnt know what to think. No one had ever tried to hurt
him before. He couldnt explain how he knew it, but he was sure as soon as he
looked into their eyes that they wanted to cause him pain. As the long seconds
past the sound of his pursuers drifted way off in the background as Chase ate
up the ground like a hungry animal at a fresh kill. He smiled to himself at his
skill.well at least for a few seconds.</p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>A thick arm shot out as Chase ran by and clothes-lined him
to the ground. He looked up to see a boy about seventeen standing over him. The
boy reached down and grabbed his shirt and lifted him up, slamming him against a
tree. Chase felt the hard bark bite into his skin as pain flooded his brain.
The boy pulled back his fist and punched Chase in the jaw. The world went dark
for a moment and Chase found himself on his hands and knees as the boy stood
over him.</p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>Thats when things changed for Chase. It was the first time
in his life he had ever been hit. The reason didnt matter. Something changed
inside him and Chase felt angrier than he ever had before. But there was
something else. He felt cornered. The sounds of the others reached his ears and
Chase knew he only had minutes before they caught up to him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He looked at the teenager standing next to him. The boy made
to kick him and Chase grabbed his leg by the ankle and shoved him with all his
might.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He watched in amazement as the boy flew in the air and
slammed so hard into a tree that he passed out. When the others came into view Chase
stood over, him his fists balled </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Holy Shit!</b> one of them said. They looked at one
another in disbelief and ran forward, their faces ugly with hate. Chase turned
to them and ducked as the first one swung his fist. He put his hands on the
boys solid chest and pushed forward, lifting him up off his feet and slamming
his head on a tree branch. He fell to the ground and rolled into a ball,
holding his head in pain. One of the others grabbed Chase from behind and held
him by the arms as the last one made to punch him in the face. Chase pulled his
arms forward as hard as he could and broke free. He ducked again and saw the
punch connect with his captors jaw instead. The boy stumbled back and grabbed
his face in shock. Chase made a fist and swung it at the teenager in front of
him. The red haired boys head snapped back, almost too quickly, and he landed
on his back about six feet from Chase. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He turned around and faced his last attacker. The boy looked
around at his friends, not having any idea how things could so quickly, turn so
bad. They just wanted to scare Chase and here he was, the last man standing. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre just a kid!</b> the boy said in disbelief. <b>Just
a fucking kid!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase couldnt explain it any better. He had no idea how he
did what he did. It just seemed to flow out of him as if by instinct. He
crouched in front of the boy, ready to fight when the boy looked down at himat
his hands specifically. They were splayed like a cats. Chase didnt make fists
like other kids would in a fight; he was posed to claw instead. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:10.0pt'> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Fucking freak!</b> the boy yelled at him. He moved out
of the way and gestured for Chase to move past. <b>Just get out of here! </b>Chase
didnt need another offer. He kept his eyes on the boy and ran by him and into
the woods for home. He had never run so fast in his life.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases mother listened carefully to what he told her. He
had a mark on his face where hed gotten punched but his back was fine. She
said there were just some scrapes on him but no skin was broken. He looked at
his shirt and saw blood but had no explanation for it. She sat near him
watching intently as he told her what he did to the boys. Chase was upset but
exhilarated at the same time. He had never felt so alive before. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His mother looked scared.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Before she spoke she went into the kitchen for a tall glass
of water. She held her crucifix in her hand as she came back and sat on the
sofa, the gold chain tugging at her neck like it usually did when she held it. She
told him a storya story about his Father. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She began by telling Chase how much she loved him and that
she would give her own life to protect him if she could, and Chase believed her
wholeheartedly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His Fathers name was Michael that much Chase already knew.
She pulled out his picture and handed it to Chase. It was old and worn on the
corners but the image was bright, most likely due to not being displayed in the
light for so many years. He was handsome with a radiant smile that Chase could
swear made the room a little brighter. The man was blonde with thick hair that
flowed around his face perfectly. Chases mother was in the picture, her small
frame being hugged by a muscled arm and at first he thought his mother had made
a mistake. This huge man with blonde hair couldnt be his dad? They looked
nothing alike. And his size.Chase was nowhere near on his way to becoming so
big.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Almost to answer his silent question Helen pointed to the
mans face. <b>You have his eyes</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She was right. Chase saw the same thing every time he looked
in a mirror. Crystal blue eyes that were lined with deep silver popped out of
the photograph. While he studied the image, his mother put one hand on his back
and started to rub it as she spoke about his Dad for the first time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>We were in love</b> she began. She was a young girl
from a small town in South Carolina and he was a handsome stranger that swept
her off her feet in a passionate summer. It was straight out of a romance novel
and Helen had never been happier. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Everyone loved Michael. He was the sun in her morning, and
Helen found herself the envy of every girl in town as she walked hand in hand
with him. Her parents liked him a great deal and they had hopes that he would
take her away from the sleepy town and give her a better life. Helen herself
thought this a possibility, until months later when a man showed up at
Michaels apartment. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His name was Silas and at first Helen thought they were
related because of his eyes, but Michael told her he was just a family friend.
As she sat in the next room the two men began to fight. She couldnt make all
of it out but it was clear that Silas didnt approve of her and wanted Michael
to move on. He refused. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She never saw Silas again but Michael began to act
differently around her. His behavior became hostile around others, and he
became possessive with Helen. She argued with him, not understanding his
change, and during an argument, their car spun off the road and careened down a
hill. She woke up to find the car upside down and Michael gone. She was still
inside with her seatbelt on when she felt the entire vehicle move. It flipped
itself upright. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael stood outside, his shirt ripped and his muscles
thicker than she had ever seen them as he struggled to keep the car from
shifting. She was looking right at him but not believing her eyes. There was no
way he could move, let alone lift the car! He became blurry and the blood
rushing away from her head made her pass out. The last thing she saw was
Michael moving toward her door. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She woke up in the emergency room, Michael by her side, not
a scratch on him. They kept her in the hospital for three days because of a
concussion. It took her almost another week before she built up enough courage
to ask him about what he did. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Sometimes when Im upset Iwell, I get strong</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase listened carefully. This was exactly what happened to
him. He wanted more but his mother didnt offer him anything else.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats all he told me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>During the investigation of the accident some things came to
light. Michael was wanted for assault in another state. And to make matters
worse he was wanted for questioning about a series of murders that occurred in
Texas at the same time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The police took him away as Helen watched crying from the
doorway of her home, her parents by her side. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The police car was found later that night, both officers
cuffed and inside the truck of the car. The back seat was ripped apart and the
door was missing. No one ever saw Michael again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Helen was pregnant.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She found out after Michael was gone. She had a healthy baby
boy she named Chase. Her arm wrapped lovingly around her Son as she spoke. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Your Father did contact me after your birth. You were
four months old when I received the first letter</b> She took in a deep breath
and sighed. <b>I have them in the attic if you want to read them. He only sent
me two. The first one apologized for what happened. He said he didnt kill
anyone and that the police were mistaken about him but he couldnt prove it. I
began to find large amounts of money inside the house. I knew they were from
him because there was a piece of paper with the letter M on top</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase smiled, happy he was right about his Dad. He really
did take care of them, just like in his dreams. But Helen wasnt finished. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The second letter came when you were four years old</b>
She took a moment to compose herself. <b>He said.he said you might be
different</b> She looked at Chase with tearful eyes.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He frowned, not liking to see his mother upset.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>He said it might not happen. In fact he said it would be
highly unusual if you were to turn out to be anything like him. But if you
did..if you did, I was to contact him</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You know how to get a hold of Dad? </b>he said with
excitement. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She shook her head. <b>Not really. I never tried before. I
dont know if it will work </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She was supposed to put an ad in the Sunday edition of the
New York Times in the personals section. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What about the money?</b> Chase asked her. <b>How does
it come to us?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She shrugged. <b>I dont know really. It shows up about
once every two years. I usually find it in one of the rooms. Even though weve
moved twice, it still gets to us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hes watching us?</b> Chase asked a little excited. <b>He
knows about us. Maybe hes here!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No love, he isnt here</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But</b> He began but Helen stopped him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I used to find your pictures missing after the money
would come. I think he takes them. He isnt here</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was confused, stunned, and elated, all at the same
time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>He told me how important it was to contact him if you
ever did anything.unusual</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked down at the bloody shirt. This certainly
qualified he thought. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Ive never been strong. Never</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She nodded. <b>I know</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>So whats the big deal? Sometimes Im gonna be real
strong. Thats pretty cool!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She waited for a minute before she spoke. <b>He said things
would getworse for you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He looked at her dumbfounded. <b>Worse? What does that
mean?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I dont know. He just said that it was important I contact
him. He said he was the only one that could help you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Helen posted the ad that day. Twenty seven hours later she
received a phone call.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was on a bus to Montana. Helen bought his ticket and
per Michaels instruction, told no one about it. He assured her that Chase
would be alright and he would take good care of him and have him back soon. He
asked her if she was happy and told her how proud he was of Chase and how she
cared for him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dont let anything happen to him Michael</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Ill protect him with my life</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase came off the bus and found his Father instantly in the
crowd. The man was overwhelmingly handsome. His rugged face broke into a large
smile when he saw Chase. He waved to him and Chase moved slowly over. He looked
up at the muscled frame in front of him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im Chase</b> he said simply.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hello Chase</b> he said with a deep friendly voice. <b>ImIm
your Dad. But you can call me Michealif you want</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was almost too handsome. His thick neck and broad
shoulders towered over Chase and even though he was smiling Chase wondered what
the man would be like if he were angry. Chase didnt want to see that. His
biceps were pumped up and his brawny forearms were covered in soft blonde hair.
He was the perfect Dad, and then it hit Chase. He became angry. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You send us money?</b> he asked curtly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael pulled back a little, stunned at this being the second
thing out of his Sons mouth. <b>Umyeah. I send you money</b> Michael looked
around to see if anyone was listening. The place was busy and most people were
wrapped up in their own conversations to pay them any attention. <b>You know,
we have a long drive and Ill be happy to answer any questions you have. Thats
why youre here right?</b> he gave Chase another grin. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt smile back. <b>Im here because you told my
mother I had to come</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked at him for a long moment. <b>Son.</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My name is Chase</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael licked his lips in frustration. <b>YeahChase. I
know.</b> <b>Lets go talk in the truck</b> He moved to lift up Chases bag
but Chase blocked him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I can do it</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded. <b>Okay</b> He waved his hand forward and
Chase walked ahead. He looked him over as he past. <i>Hes smaller than I
thought he would be.</i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They drove out of town in a large pickup truck. Chase looked
around inside.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Why do you drive this when you send us so much money?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I use it for work. I have a small farm about three hours
from here</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>A farm?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah, I dont have many animals, mostly chickens and
cows</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You make lots of money doing that?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Not really. I do it for fun. Wendymy wife, and our
daughter Emma, like it</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases eyes shone with silver. <b>You have a family?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael knew it was a mistake the moment he heard the tone
in Chases voice. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase theres so much you dont know. Give me a chance
to explain. Its gonna take time</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase turned away, not wanting to talk anymore. They drove
mostly in silence. Whenever Chase looked over, Michael would smile at him. He
didnt understand why he felt so angry. He was happy to see his Dad, or at
least he thought he would be. He used to dream every night about meeting him
and now that he was here all he wanted to do was leave. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i>Whats wrong with me? Hes perfect. Hes handsome and
strong. Hes everything I thought he would be.except in my life. Whats so
wrong with us that he didnt stay? Why didnt he just send for mom when he
could? Why did he start another family when he already had me?</i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i> </i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They arrived at the farm. It was well away from the rest of
the town, if you could call it that. There was nothing but hills and fields
with trees all around. The farm was beautiful, all things considered. There was
a large white framed home and two barns in the distance. Next to the house was
a smaller barn, but the upstairs had been converted into a guest house that
Michael said was for him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy greeted Chase. She was a small woman, similar to his
mother. She had brown hair and blue eyes. She was very friendly and asked him
if he was hungry. He wasnt. He was starving. Emma bounded up to him, her brown
hair waving around in the wind.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre my brother!</b> she said happily. Chase didnt
know what to say but luckily Wendy intercepted the child.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Lets go wash up for diner and you can pester Chase
later</b> She half walked, half pulled the little girl away as she continued
to make conversation with him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I have toys!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase smiled at her and he noticed that his Dad had taken
his bags from the truck and rested them on his back. His thick bicep flared out
and Chase couldnt help looking at him. He was built with strong limbs and
broad shoulders. He stood over six feet tall and Chase lost track of time as he
stared at the man. He blinked.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre big</b> he said before he realized it. His Dad
grinned. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah, I get that a lot </b>He motioned for the barn
near the house. <b>I thought youd be more comfortable in there. I use it most
of the time. Its sort of my private space, but under the circumstances I
thought you would want it</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The place was big. Almost the whole top of the barn was
living space. There was a large bedroom with a huge widow that overlooked the
field. He showed Chase the bathroom and how to work the television. They ate
dinner together. The house was beautiful inside and Emma talked almost nonstop
until Michael literally put food in her mouth so she would chew. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Shes excited youre here</b> He told Chase. Wendy
asked about his school and what kinds of things he liked to do. Michael showed
him around and Chase saw his pictures up around each room. Pictures of him when
he was a baby and when he was older, were all over the home. Emma pointed them
all out. Many were pictures Chase had never seen before. His Dad must have
taken them. So he did look out for him.at least sometimes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats you at track</b> She looked up solemnly. <b>Thats
where people run</b> she explained to him. Chase nodded with a grin. <b>Thats
me!</b> There was a photo of her in her crib. <b>Thats when I was little</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>After a long tourthat Emma narrated, Chase went up to bed,
his Father walking close by. He opened the large bay window so Chase could
enjoy the cool breeze. He tapped a switch on the wall. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>This goes right to me. If you need anything just use it.
Dont worry about the time</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded and started to unpack. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The girls will be gone tomorrow. I thought we could
spend the day together. Id like to see how fast you run</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded. <b>Yeah sure</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Then something happened. Chase wasnt looking at Michael but
he could feel the man looking at him.almost through him. He stopped what he
was doing and slowly turned around. His Fathers eyes were shining like small
light bulbs were inside them. Silver light flowed out softly. Chase felt his
knees weaken.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Everything will be alright Son </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was standing about ten feet from Chase but if felt like
he was close enough to touch. His voice sounded so soothing Chase wanted to
move forward into his arms. He didnt know why he felt this way all of a
sudden. All the anger he felt earlier seemed to melt away and now he saw things
differently. His Father started to walk forward, his large body making the floorboards
creek with his weight. He closed the gap between them and reached out with one
hand, taking Chase by the back of the neck. It felt like electricity moved
through him where his Dad touched him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was frozen in place.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His Father bent down and kissed him on the forehead. <i>I
can smell him. I can smell everything about him!</i> It intoxicated Chase,
standing so near his Dad. It never crossed his mind why this didnt happen
before; the only thing that was important was being near his Father, right here,
right now. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The kiss seemed to last for an eternity, but even then it
was over too soon. Chase looked up into the mans silver blue eyes. He was so
handsome, Chase wanted to run his fingers through the thick blonde hair and
rest his head against his Dads broad shoulders. He breathed in deeply, taking
as much of his Father inside as he could. He felt strong fingers rub at his
neck and Chase became hard. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im here and I wont leave you ever again</b> the voice
hypnotized Chase and all he could do was nod. He watched his Father walk away
and down the stairs. It was like a dream. It took a few minutes before Chase
felt like he could walk again. He couldnt explain it. Whatever just happened
was like nothing he had ever experienced in his life. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His cock was raging in his pants. He could still smell the
man and his eyes went instantly to a large chest up against a wall on the other
side of the massive room. Chase didnt have to open it to know what was inside.
He quickly walked over and pulled up the lid. Michaels clothes were inside and
Chase could smell the mans distinctive scent all over them. He lifted up a
shirt and pressed it against his face. The odor made his dick pulse. He rubbed
the fabric all over him wanting to smell the man everywhere. What had come over
him? Never in his life had he been so affected by smell before. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He got undressed and into bed. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Downstairs Michael listened to the sound of his Son stroking
himself. He waited until the boy came, hearing him grunt in pleasure as he
peaked. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i>Maybe he is like me. Tomorrow will tell.</i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i> </i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Four hours later Michael came out of his house and moved
below the window to the barn. He was wearing a pair of loose shorts and nothing
else. He listened to the sound of his Sons steady heartbeat. He was sleeping.
He crouched down and sprung off the ground with his bare feet and landed easily
on the window frame a full story above him. He squatted there and looked around
in the dark, seeing everything. Chase was asleep in his bed, breathing deeply.
He moved to the ground, his big feet making no noise whatsoever. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i>Hes so small. Does he really have the power?</i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael leaned over and breathed Chases smell in. Chase
stirred and Michael quickly released some of his power. The boy went still
almost immediately and Michael moved closer. He could smell his Sons cum. A
smile crossed his face as he gave the boy a soft kiss on his head. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Sleep little one. Im here</b> he whispered. He
extended his power slightly to keep Chase asleep and began to kiss at his neck
and face. The taste of his Sons flesh made his mouth water and Michaels prick
thickened in response. He gently pulled the covers back and the scent of cum
became stronger. He leaned down and lapped at the potent fluid, cleaning the
boy off and sucking his small cock in his mouth. It took more willpower than he
realized to keep himself in control. He felt his muscles grow larger and his
teeth extend. His tongue moved around Chases hardening cock and he sucked
deeply until the boy began to throb inside his mouth. He heard his Sons
breathing change to a pant as he devoured the engorged shaft. He pushed down
his shorts and his massive prick swelled up in the air with a beastly hunger. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A deep growl escaped from his chest and Michael had to stop.
He moved away from Chase for a moment and took several deep breaths. His body
had become larger like it did when he changed. The boy was bringing the beast
out of him literally. He remembered seeing him for the first time at the bus
station. His cock had swelled then as if it already knew who he was, but
Chases attitude toward him had pushed those feelings aside. The boy was in
pain and it ran through Michael tenfold. The drive home was torture for him.
His Sons smell filled the cabin and he wanted nothing more than to take the
boy in his arms and hug him tight. But telling him about Wendy and Emma felt
like a knife in his gut as Chases hurt feelings washed over him like an ocean
wave. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was in tune with his Son from the moment the bus
approached. He could smell him first and foremost. Even through the oil and gas
of the busy terminal he knew when the boy was near. Seeing himespecially his
eyes, made Michael tremble with anticipation. If anyone had pushed into Chase
too roughly it would have taken everything in his power to not lose control and
kill them. The beast knew its own and it protected its young. Usually Michael
had no problem controlling his animal but having Chase so near broke that. Now
it took extreme effort not to change. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He pulled it together and felt his teeth retract. He looked
down at his big dick. It was swollen and hungry for the boy. He turned to his
Son and moved closer. Chase was still rock hard and asleep under the power cast
over him. He knelt down and sucked him back in his mouth. His lips gripped the
boys erection tightly and he sucked him deeply while his tongue ran across the
sensitive surface of his Sons flesh. This time Michael remained in control. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase came in his mouth a few minutes later and Michael
swallowed hungrily at the delicious cream fed him. He continued to nurse on him
until the boy was fully spent and dry. Michael wanted more.a lot more. He felt
the bond sealing around them. He could feel every breath the boy took; the cool
night air on his skin, and the softness of the sheets on his body. He looked up
and Chase was sound asleep, even deeper than what his power would do. He was
exhausted and Michael kissed his face in regret.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im sorry tiger. I couldnt help it. I love you so much</b>
he whispered to his Son. <b>You sleep now. Ill see you tomorrow</b> He stood
up; his massive prick throbbing and rock hard. He wrapped his hand around it
and stroked himself slowly as he watched the boy. He moved back to the window
and let his cock burst in the cool night air. Hot white cum blasted out of his
big dick and sailed through the air, spraying the ground below. He grunted in
satisfaction as he finished unloading and pulled his shorts back up. He looked
at Chase for a moment and smiled.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im never letting you go</b> He jumped out of the
window and landed with a soft thud on the ground below, his powerful legs
easily taking the long fall. He stood up and looked up at the window. He
reached out and pulled his power away but the bond now shared with them was
much stronger than before. Michael could still taste his Sons cum and he
licked his lips hungrily. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase sighed at the loss but stayed asleep. Michael nodded
to himself and moved back to the house. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He didnt realize he was being watched.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The next morning Chase felt like he had run a marathon. He
got in the shower and let the hot water run over him for long minutes. He could
have gone back to sleep right there if he didnt hear his Dad come up the
stairs. No, thats not quite right, he didnt hear him at all.he felt him. Or
did he? Chase turned off the water and grabbed a towel. His Dad called his name
and he said he would be right out. He dried off some and wrapped the towel
around his waist. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When he saw his Father it was just like the first time.
Chase felt a loss for words as he looked the man over. He was wearing shorts
and a tight tee shirt. His legs were powerful and covered in blonde hair that
Chase knew in his soul would be as soft as silk. He had a desire to drop to his
knees and run his hands over the thickly muscled legs. His large feet were
wearing a pair of red and white sneakers that seemed a little out of place for
a farm. His Dads big chest threatened to rip out of his shirt, not that the
sleeves were having better luck at containing the mans engorged biceps. He was
smiling at Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Good morning. How did you sleep?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt know. He really didnt remember any of it.
After he came he passed out. Thats the last thing he remembered until the sun
came through the window.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Okay I guess</b> he replied anyway.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked over to the open chest and picked up a shirt
that Chase had taken to bed with him. Chases face felt flushed as he thought
of something to say.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>If youre cold Ill shut the window for you, but help
yourself to anything of mine</b> He looked at Chase with his blue silver eyes.
God damn he was handsome. Chase nodded. <b>Really</b> Michael continued,
holding up the shirt. <b>Take anything you need. I want you too</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase let out his breath, happy not to have to think
something up on the spot. What was he supposed to do? Admit he wanted to smell
his Father while he beat off? He had dodged a bullet and he noted to be more
careful in the future. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well get dressed. Wendy left us some breakfast and then
were gonna have some fun!</b> He told Chase to meet him in the kitchen when
he was ready and he left the boy alone to dress. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase ate like it was the first time he had food. He filled
himself up on pancakes, toast, bacon and orange juice. Michael watched with a
smile as he cleaned his plate for the third time.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im a big eater too</b> he admitted to Chase and
reached over to ruffle his hair. Surprisingly to both of them, Chase didnt
pull away. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy and Emma left an hour later and Michael and Chase had
walked them out. They went out to a field that extended for almost a mile
before a line of trees sprung up from the ground. Michael pointed to them. <b>Think
you can run that far?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase gave it a casual glance. <b>Sure</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Wanna race me? </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Now it made sense. The shoes he was wearing had nothing to
do with the farm. Chase looked at them. <b>I usually beat bigger people. You
know, cause Im so small</b> His eyes ran over his Dads powerful frame.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Ill give you a head start</b> He nodded for Chase to
go ahead. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase shrugged and took off like a rocket. His small legs
pumped at the ground and the wind sailed through his hair as he put distance
between himself and his Dad. He glanced back to see his Father watching him
with a grin. Chase looked forward and poured on the speed. Everything was going
fine, just like it usually did.until it didnt.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His Father ran past him!!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was so stunned he almost stopped. He couldnt believe
his eyes. He had a healthy head start on him, even if he was faster, he
couldnt be that fast.could he? He stuck out his tongue and ran as fast as he could.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He made ground but it wasnt enough. At this rate his Dad
would easily make it to the trees before him. The mans muscled legs seemed to
lift him higher than possible. His big feet dug into the ground and propelled
him like a cheetah. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was going to lose. His Dad turned to him and smiled. <b>Youre
fast!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was still a good twenty yards back. He put his head
down and ran as swiftly as he could. He caught up until he was side by side
with his Dad but he knew the big man had slowed down for him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre like a jackrabbit!</b> Michael grinned at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre faster!</b> Chase cried out, trying to find more
speed. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I am now, but at your age, I couldnt run like you!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase could tell it was a complement. They reached the trees
together and they both looked at each other. <i>He isnt out of breath!</i><b> </b>Chase
thought.<b> </b><i>Just like me!</i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i> </i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael stood in front of him, his face slightly flushed but
otherwise acted as if the run had never happened. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre incredible</b> he said to Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was confused. <b>I lost</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His Father moved close to him and looked him in the eyes. <b>Youre
my Son Chase. You can never lose against me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase knew his face was red. He felt the blood surge into
his cheeks at his Dads words. He was so close, Chase felt himself breaking down.
And the mans smell filled every breath. It was as if he was all around Chase,
not just in front of him. There was a bubble or a circle wrapped around him.
Chase didnt know how, but it was his Father. His presence was overpowering. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Why did you leave me?</b> he heard himself ask. <b>Dont
you want me?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase felt tears slip out of his eyes and his vision blurred
slightly, but not before he saw his Dad move forward and his small body was
lifted up in the mans muscled arms. Chases feet dangled in the air as he
hugged his Fathers broad shoulders and buried his face in the mans neck. His
Dads heavy biceps pushed into his ribcage and hugged him tight against his big
chest. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase took in a deep breath and began to cry.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its okay Son</b> Michael said softly. <b>Ill never
leave you again. I promise</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase cried more freely. His Dads strong hands gripped his
tiny shoulders and rocked him back and forth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Never.ever again</b> he continued. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Deep in the woods DeMarco watched from the shelter of the
tall trees, the sunlight away from his skin. He was so old he could walk in
daylight, provided it wasnt direct sun. He licked at his lips wondering how
Chase was going to taste.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>How touching</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael went into the house and came back with a bag of
supplies. He walked through the woods and down to a lake about two miles from
the house. They spread out a large blanket and Michael took off his shoes and
socks. A large tree cast a great shadow over them while the lake gave them an
inviting stare. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael turned to his Son and took off his shirt. Chases
eyes ran over him and his face flushed before he turned away. Michael grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You like to swim Son?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded. <b>Yeah, but Im not that good at it. I cant
go real far</b> The fact that his Dad had called him Son didnt seem to bother
him so much. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well, no time like the present to find out</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase gave him a surprised look. <b>You want me to swim way
out there with you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded. <b>Yeah. You think Im gonna let anything
happen to you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked at the lake, now much bigger than it was
moments ago. His Dad was big and strong, but muscle doesnt float and Chase was
old enough to know that. Before he could comment, his Dad was pulling at the
drawstring of his shorts. He was taking them off! Chase panicked. His Dad
pushed them to the ground and he saw the soft blonde hair covering the mans
perfect ass and thick thighs. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i>Dont do it Dad</i>. Chase thought. The man turned to him
and Chases eyes were pulled down like iron to a magnet. His Father had a huge
prick with large balls that hung low between his muscled legs. It was the most
beautiful thing Chase had ever seen. Not just his cock but everything. He was
perfectly built and Chase could look at his handsome face forever. The man
extended his hand. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Come on Son</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was frozen for what seemed like an hour. There was a
huge problem. He was hard from seeing his Dad naked. If he took off his shorts
his Dad would see. Then what? It was bad enough he got caught with the shirt,
but this? No, he couldnt risk it. Before he realized it, he looked down
between his own legs and saw his shorts tented out. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i>FUCK! Why did I look!?!</i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His Dad took a step closer, his big feet sinking into the
blanket. He squatted down in front of him and Chase couldnt help but look at
the mans massive prick hanging down between his legs. Away from his muscled
thighs his cock looked to be the size of Chases forearm. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hey</b> Michael said to him. <b>No ones here but us.
Its alright</b> He took Chase by the hand and stood him up. He looked down to
the bulging shorts and said with a smile, <b>Its alright Son</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And it was. Chase didnt know why, but everything was
alright. He wasnt worried anymore but he couldnt explain why. He reached down
and pushed his shorts off, his cock springing up into the air, fully hard and
throbbing. His Dad looked at it and caught his breath.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Your.</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i>What?</i> Chase thought. <i>Small? Tiny? Pathetic?</i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b><i> </i></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Beautiful </b>his Dad finished.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His Dads hand came out as if to grab at his hard cock but
stopped halfway. Chase looked up at him. His Dad looked lost for a moment, as
if he were somewhere else. The big man blinked and pulled his eyes up to look
at Chase. He smiled.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Lets swim</b> He held out his hand and they walked
into the water together.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The lake was deep and Chase swam slowly, his Fathers eyes
darting to him every few seconds and Chase noticed how he stayed close by his
side at all times. Chase was still hard, the cool water doing nothing to ease
his excitement. It took almost thirty minutes before Chase felt his erection go
down.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His Dad was a great swimmer. Just like when he ran, the man
never seemed to tire. Chase was cut from the same cloth but he didnt possess
the same skill his Dad did. If Chase seemed to have any difficulty he instantly
felt his Fathers hand take hold of him and keep him up. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When they walked out of the lake, the water beaded on his
Dads hairy legs and Chase stole another glance at the mans incredible body.
He wasnt shy that was for sure. He turned to Chase as if he wanted him to look
and Chase accepted the opportunity gratefully. When they came to the blanket
his Dad reached down and lifted up Chases socks and pressed them to his nose.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He smiled at his Son. <b>I love the way you smell!</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was stunned. He didnt know what to say. He felt the
same way about his Dad, but there was no way in the world he would have just
come out and said it. Clearly his Father had no such problems. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I can smell myself in you</b> Michael explained to him.
He pressed Chases socks to his face again for a moment. <b>You belong to
me.</b> He struggled for the words. <b>Youre a part of me</b> He grinned
at Chase. <b>The best part!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked down at his Dads shoes. He had an overwhelming
desire to take his Fathers socks up in the same way but modesty took hold of
him just as he felt himself move toward them. His cock was getting full again
and Chase needed desperately to change the subject. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Are you gay?</b> his Dad asked.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i>FUCK!!</i> Chase screamed in his mind. This pushed him
far past the ability to recover gracefully. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its alright if you are. I couldnt care less</b> his
Father continued. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was up against the wall with a gun to his head. Lying
seemed impossible at the moment. The way his Dad looked at him with those damn
blue eyes made him weak in the knees. Maybe it would be easier anyway. Maybe he
should just tell him and be done with it. What did he have to prove anyway?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded his head and moved past his Dad to get dressed.
He didnt look back until his shorts were on and he was pulling his shirt over
his head. His Dad had put his shorts on as well but his shirt was still off. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You have a boyfriend?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The blood ran out of Chases face. He shook his head. <b>No</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded at him. <b>Good. I dont want to have to
kick some kids ass for</b> <b>treating you bad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase laughed a little knowing his Dad was joking. He
watched as his Father spread out on the blanket and turned to him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Come here Son</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Before Chase could respond his Dad reached out and took him
by the hand, pulling him down. He felt his Fathers muscled arm wrap around his
body and hug him tight. Chase reached across his Dads big chest and hugged him
back. He rested his head on the mans strong shoulder and sighed, happy his
shorts were back on. All his problems and questions seemed to melt away. It
never dawned on him that he had received very limited information about his Dad
or why he was there in the first place. Simply being in the mans presence was
enoughat least for now. He closed his eyes and ran his hand across his
Fathers chest. He had strong hairy arms and legs but his chest was smooth like
marble, until his hand found a run of hair on his Fathers stomach that led
right inside his shorts. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases cock swelled but he didnt care. Nothing mattered at
the moment. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Not even the vampire watching them from two miles away. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They played football. Chase was never any good at it but his
Dad seemed to be able to throw the ball right into his arms, making the game
much easier. Most of the time was spent getting chased by his Dad around the
field. Chase knew the man could catch him if he wanted, he had already proved
that. He just wanted to play and Chase was happy oblige. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy and Emma came home a few hours later and Emma
instantly ran up and joined the game. She ran with the ball through her Dads
legs and around his body. Chase could tell it was a game they played before and
watched as Michael grabbed playfully at her tiny body each time she came near,
never taking the ball from her. He growled and chased her, his arms up in the air
like a monster. Emma laughed hysterically and fled for her life, the ball
securely in her arms. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Before dinner Michael walked up to the loft with Chase. He
kept clothes there because of the hours he kept and he didnt want to come in
the house dirty, so he changed in the loft. Chase watched as the big man
stripped down and pulled off his shorts. He was sweaty from running around the
yard all day and Chase thought he would die from lust when he saw his Father in
nothing but his jockstrap. It was different than the lake when he was naked.
The jockstrap was wet with the mans sweat and Chase felt his mouth water.
Michael grinned at him and pulled the strap off and tossed it to the floor. He
told Chase to shower first and it took the most extreme amount of effort for
Chase to pull his eyes away from his Dads hard body. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He showered and when he came out his Dad was waiting naked,
leaning against a beam.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You done tiger?</b> he smiled. Chase nodded and moved
out of the way for his Dad. He heard the water run and the sound it makes when
someone is underneath. Then he saw it. His Dad had left the jockstrap with his
shorts on the floor. Chase couldnt help himself. He damn near ran over and
lifted the moist fabric in his hands and pressed it against his face. He felt
dizzy from the smell. It was the most masculine thing Chase had ever held. His
Fathers heavy smell was all over it and Chase found himself stuffing the
jockstrap in his mouth. His spit ran into the fabric and flooded his senses
with the delicious flavor of his Dads sweat. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He moaned out loud before he could stop himself. His cock
became instantly hard. He sucked at the fabric. It was literally soaked with
sweat and Chase was beside himself. It was like finding a chest of gold in the
backyard! He reached inside the towel and began to stroke himself as images of
his Dad filled his head. It took only minutes for Chase to cum. He used the
towel to clean himself off, keeping the jockstrap securely in his mouth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He lost track of time. The water wasnt running anymore.
Chase was still in his towel. Where was his Dad? He pulled the jockstrap out of
his mouth and spun around, his heart beating quickly. The door was still
closed. Chase ran over to his bed and tucked the jockstrap under his pillow. He
grabbed for his clothes and got into his pants as fast as he could. The door
opened and his Dad came out with a smile, a towel around his waist.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>That felt good! </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded in agreement but he was thinking about
something far more rewarding than hot water. His Dad went over to the chest and
pulled out some clothes while Chase put his shirt on. He thought about putting
his Dads jockstrap back, but he didnt want to get caught with it. He watched
as his Father came over and put his things on Chases bed. He pulled off his
towel and stood naked.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Wendy made fried chicken tonight. Youre gonna love it!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase gazed lovingly over his Dads incredible body as the
man got dressed, not doing anything to hide himself from his Son. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You like chicken?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded. <b>Mom makes it too</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase changed right there. He stopped looking at his Dad the
same way. Thoughts of his mom came rushing into his head. Michael must have
noticed because he quickly spoke up.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Shes a great woman, your mother. Youre lucky to have
her</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked at him blankly. <b>I know</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael finished dressing and walked past Chase to gather
his things. He reached out and put an arm around his Son.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Come on, lets eat and then we can talk</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They went down the stairs together, Michaels big arm protectively
around his Son. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco was high in the trees and watching from a safe
distance. Even at night, at his full power he didnt dare move closer. The
Alpha would sense his presence. He could mask what he was in public but not to
a werewolf.well, at least not an Alpha. DeMarco lost count of all the wolves
he had killed in his life. It seemed like no matter how many he disposed of;
four more were born in their place. But an Alpha was no mere wolf. They
couldnt be enthralled like lesser beings. They were too powerful themselves.
They used this power to control other wolves, sometimes packs of them at once.
Even a vampire couldnt break that kind of control. And Michael was strong. One
of the strongest DeMarco had ever faced. He tested the boundaries of Michaels
senses and knew exactly how far he needed to stay away. It would take a great
deal of planning to get rid of this one. Killing Michaels wife and daughter
gained no control over the wolf, it would simply enraged him. And few things
were more deadly than an out of control werewolf. DeMarco needed something
different and Chase was the answer. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy shared blood with the Alpha. Not just genetically
like the little girl, but wolf blood. The boy was coming into his power and the
Alpha had bonded to him. That bond could be exploited and DeMarco could
enthrall the Father through the Son. He would use the supernatural connection
that brought them together to hang them. But he had to wait longer. The game
had just begun. The Alpha had drunk from the Son. DeMarco had watched him. The
bond wouldnt be complete until the child took from the Father. Then he would
strike. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Love your Father little boy</b> he grinned to himself.
He lifted off from the tree branch and sailed effortlessly through the air. Miles
of ground ran below him as he increased his speed. When he neared the city he
changed, his body morphing into a giant bat. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><i> </i></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>At dinner Chase listened to Emma as she relived every minute
of her day with her newfound brother. Michael watched Chase throughout the
night, his eyes rarely off the boy in fact. He cast out just a little power and
Chase turned to him and blushed. Michaels eyes gleamed lovingly and he sensed
his Sons cock harden. His own prick responded in kind and swelled in his
pants. He had a strong desire to drink the boys cum again. It was so strong in
fact that Wendy had to break his concentration by touching his arm. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Sorry love, what did you say? </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Are you enjoying your dinner?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its fantastic</b> he grinned at her. <b>Like everything
you do</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael had to be careful. Chase was bringing out primal
urges in him that were damn near impossible to control and Wendy was so small.
In his current state Michael could seriously hurt her if they were to have sex.
He was hungry for the boy and that hunger would have to be satisfied soon.
Being a woman she would sense his heightened desire and mistake it for herself.
Michael could never live with himself if she were ever hurt. Chase had to come
around and soon. The bond must be complete or Michaels beast would take what
it wanted by force if necessary. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy ran her hand over his forearm and Michael leaned in to
kiss her.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thanks for everything. Its delicious</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She smiled at him and turned her attention to Emma who was
still talking.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Angel, let Chase eat his dinner. You can talk to him
later</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She nodded her head and turned to Chase and began to talk
again, clearly disregarding her mothers words. Wendy sighed and shook her head
at Michael who grinned back. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase enjoyed all of them more than he would have thought
possible. The food was fantastic and Emma was great to be with. But when Chase
looked at his Father what he felt was indescribable. He found himself getting
hard from just a look and Chase could smell the man clear across the table,
even more than the hot food in front of him. His mind wandered to the jockstrap
under his pillow and the size of his Dads beautiful cock. He felt envy at the
garment for getting to be so intimately close to the rugged man. And to make
matters worse; whenever he looked at his Dad, his Dad was looking right back at
him, as if he had been watching him the whole time. The eyes seemed to be
speaking to Chase in some language only he could understand. Chase had images
flash in his mind of kneeling in front of his naked Father. They were so vivid
he could almost swear they were real. He felt himself sweat.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael saw his Sons reaction and quickly pulled back his
power. Chase was too sensitive to it and he regretted making the boy feel
worked up, especially in front of the rest of the family. He looked down at his
food and ate, his thick cock raging in his pants. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It left Chase as quickly as it came. He felt like a cool
breeze blew across him and he could focus once more on what Emma was saying.
Minutes later when he looked at his Dad the man mouthed the words I love you
to him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase felt warm all over. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco landed on the balcony of a penthouse loft. The glass
door was open and he shifted back into human form and walked inside. A handsome
boy with curly brown hair stood to face him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Patrick</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy nodded his head. <b>Hello Master</b> The boy. He
was naked from the waist up, his smooth muscled body flawlessly perfect. He was
around eighteen when DeMarco had changed him. It took some time and twice he
thought he would lose the boy before his power set in. It wasnt easy to change
a human into a vampire. It took a great deal of effort and only a very powerful
vampire could enact the change successfully. An unsuccessful change would
result in a deranged animal, uncontrollable, or worse, a painful death. Slow
feedings back and forth over a period of months were needed and DeMarco kept
his power level focused on the boy constantly.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick was beautiful. He was strong, tall and handsome,
with Irish blood in his veins, giving him a reddish brown complex and smooth
skin. He had light brown hair on his arms and legs and a radiant smile with
green eyes. DeMarco remembered meeting him for the first time. Patrick had
begged him for the change. In his whole existence DeMarco only turned six
people, three of which were still around today. Patrick was still a new
vampire. He wasnt able to change form or fly at will. He could enthrall some
people at a distance but his control wasnt stable yet. He was strong though.
It was one gift given almost instantly to those who changed and he was fast,
with the ability to cling and climb walls. Walking in daytime, even under
shelter was impossible for the boy. It would take a good century until he would
be able to do that.provided he survived that long. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco held out a photograph of Chase and handed it to him.
Patrick looked at it and grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Is this my new boyfriend?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco nodded and sat next on a large cushioned chair.
Patrick came over and knelt at his feet. <b>Hes a wolf. His Father is the
Alpha I told you about</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>How am I supposed to get to him then?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The woman. The Alpha will want his Son to spend time
with her. Its a family thing </b>DeMarco explained to the confused teenager. <b>Its
then that you will have your chance</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>He wont know?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco shook his head. <b>Hes nowhere near that level of
power yet. To him youre nothing but a beautiful boy with big muscles </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick flexed one arm making his bicep flare out and he
grinned. DeMarco let him have a moment to enjoy the complement and said, <b>But
the Father is another story. He will sense you from miles away. Youre not able
to mask what you are yet and if he get near you hell destroy you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im fast</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hes faster, and stronger. His eyes will trap you and
his claws will rip you apart </b>DeMarc<b>o </b>didnt wait for Patrick to
protest further. <b>I will deal with the Alpha personally, you worry about the
Son</b> He looked over the boy at his feet. <b>Think hell like you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick grinned and stood up. He unbuttoned his pants and
pushed them to his feet, stepping out of them. His big cock hung proudly
between his legs. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Oh, I think so.</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>CHAPTER TWO<a name="Chapter_Two"></a></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael sniffed in the air and moved to the bed. He leaned
down and smelled the sheets. His Sons scent was all over them. He inhaled
deeply and when he moved up to the pillow he smelled something very familiar.
He reached underneath and found his jockstrap from the day before. He lifted it
up to his face. It still had his smell, but only a werewolf would have detected
it. It had been sucked almost to the point of being clean. The entire pouch had
been worked over but the strap that went around the waist still smelled of him.
Cleary the boy had priorities Michael thought with a smile. He moved to put it
back but then thought otherwise. He opened his pants and pushed the jockstrap
inside, rubbing it all over his cock and balls. He wrapped the pouch around his
thick shaft and began to stroke his prick. He twisted his hand around for a
moment and brought the jockstrap back up to his face. The boy would get more
use out of it now. He placed it back under his Sons pillow and zipped up his
pants.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>About forty minutes later Michael greeted Chase outside as
he came back from the mall with Wendy and his daughter. Chases face glowed
with happiness at the site of him and he noticed the boys cheeks reddened with
blood. Chases eyes ran over his bare arms as lifted his large toolbox up from
the floor. He was wearing a sleeveless shirt because of the heat but mostly
because he wanted to show off his muscles, which Chase quickly noticed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Ive got it</b> Wendy said when he moved forward to
take the bags out of her hand. Chase gathered up as many as he could while four
year old Emma pushed her stroller. <b>Besides your hands are dirty</b> Mike
looked down at his hands and grinned at her giving her a kiss on the lips. He
bent down as Emma went past to give her a kiss as well. Emma rewarded him with
a big smile and a <b>Hi Dad</b>.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>She doesnt like it when I help out too much</b> he
said to Chase, who stopped in front of his Father. He scratched the back of his
head with one hand and Chases eyes immediately took in the site of his armpit
and thick bicep. Michael purposely let his hand linger for a while to give his Son
a moment. <b>Something about independence or a womans right to vote or
something like that </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase grinned up at him and as he moved to pass, Michael
leaned down and kissed him on his forehead, letting out a little of the Alpha
in him to wash over the boy. He saw Chases body trembled from the feeling as
he looked up with his haunting eyes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I missed you tiger</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Tiger was something he called Chase when they were alone.
The boy had never heard his Father say that in front of anyone else. He had
names for everyone in the family. Emma was princess and Wendy was angel.
Although he used those names freely with others around, Chases name was for
just the two of them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I missed you too Dad</b> Chases knees felt a little
weak as his Fathers muscled body leaned over him, blocking his way. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He flashed Chase a bright smile. <b>I cant get enough of
that you know</b> Chase creased his brow in confusion so Michael finished his
thought. <b>Of you calling me Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded and Michael pointed to the house. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Go put that stuff away and come back outside so we can
spend some time together alright? </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase walked away on a cloud of complete bliss as he felt
his Dads large hand pat him on the ass. He moved as quickly as he could,
helping Wendy put everything away while Emma tended to one of her dolls. He
went up to the loft to drop off a book he bought and a shirt that Wendy
insisted he have. As he passed the bed he immediately felt an overwhelming
desire. He looked at his bed; the pillow to be exact. He walked over and lifted
it up. His Fathers jockstrap lay there like a prized treasure. Chase brought
the garment up to his nose, inhaling deeply. The scent of his Father hit him
like a wave making the hair on his neck stand on end. His cock throbbed with
desire as Chase put the jockstrap in his mouth and sucked on it. He moaned at
the flavor of his Dads sweat as his mouth watered around it. Images of the
handsome blonde man ran through his mind while he moaned softly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Outside Mike had paused near the toolbox, one ear on his
Sons movements. The werewolf in him clearly heard the sound of his Sons
sucking, as if he stood next to him. He smiled to himself and said out loud. <b>Thats
my boy</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco watched them from a safe distance. Wendy never left
Chases side, not that Patrick could come out in the daylight anyway. There was
another opportunity coming though and DeMarco thought it would be the perfect
place for a meeting between his Thrall and Chase. A carnival was coming. It
came every year bringing hundreds of people to the rides, bright lights and
food. With so many around the Alpha would find it more difficult to notice Patrick
and DeMarco wanted to test his power against the man. He thought he could mask
Patrick from him with so many others around. He himself had come within a half
mile of Michael during the State Fair and the wolf never noticed. Of course the
sixty or so people between them helped and DeMarco, to give himself credit, was
no pushover himself. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Vampires didnt so much sense a presence the way wolves did,
they could see it. An aura of supernatural light surrounded those gifted with
abilities far from human. A Werewolf gave off a yellow glow that vampires could
see, so it was easier for DeMarco to track Michael than the other way around.
But Michael was an animal at heart and once he locked on to Patrick, the boy
was doomed. DeMarco would have to whisk his Thrall away with quickness before
the wolf could strike him down. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Usually in public the peace was kept even when everyones
identity was known. No one wanted a fight when humans were around to watch,
especially hundreds of them. No, he could wait. The Alpha was too good a prize
to rush and DeMarco didnt live as long as he did by taking chances. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase stood near his Dad as the big man worked on the
tractor engine. He handed him tools when he asked for them and noticed his
Father had no trouble lifting the massive wrenches that Chase needed all his
body strength just to pass. He would call Chase over and point things out to
him and Chase used the opportunity to be near his Dad and smell the incredible
odor that lifted from his muscled body. If he was ever too far away, his Dad
would reach out an arm and pull him closer. Chase had to fight the urge to hug
the man. He barely heard what his Dad said, his mind focused on the large
muscles in the strong body and the way the sweat would run slowly down his
neck. As usual when he was this close he became hard and made sure to face the
other way so his Dad wouldnt see. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He didnt know that Michael knew every detail of Chases feeling
already and even if a brick wall separated them it wouldnt have mattered. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked over his Dads massive frame when he stretched
out to work on a coolant hose deep inside the engine. Every muscle was
developed. The power he had was incredible. Chase licked his lips as his eyes
ran up his Fathers rippled side to the light blonde hair in his armpit. Sweat
had formed and Chase had to put a hand on the tractor to steady himself. He
breathed deeply and felt the power of the Alpha intoxicate him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad</b> Chase moaned before he realized it. Michael
came out and looked at him inquiringly for a moment and then grinned. He wiped
his hands off on his jeans and moved to the back of the tractor motioning Chase
to follow him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I want to show you something</b> He looked around to
make sure they were alone. <b>Your mom told me about what you did to those
boys who were bothering you</b> He put one hand on his Sons shoulder. <b>Dont
worry about what happens next. Ill explain everything</b> He grinned and
reached down, taking hold of the back of the massive farm vehicle. His huge
biceps flared out and his legs stretched the fabric of his jeans. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The back of the tractor came off the ground! </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked at his Son and gave him a big smile. <b>Not
bad huh?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was dumbfounded. He couldnt believe his eyes. Pushing
other kids around was one thing, but this shouldnt have been possible. His
Father was clearly a powerful man, but the tractors weight was measured in
tons not pounds. He looked down to see his Dads large feet sink into the soft
earth from the heavy load he held. His back was flared out, showing off his
strength. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Pretty cool huh?</b> he asked him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded and his Dad set the huge machine down. He wiped
his hands off on his dirty jeans and looked around again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I was worried about you when your mom told me what you
did. The truth is Chase, it was one in a hundred that you would get
my.genes.so to speak</b> he picked his words carefully. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There was something else though. Chase could smell his
Father so strongly it almost made him dizzy. He grabbed the tractor and looked
at his Dad, not caring if he saw his erection or not. Michael answered his
silent question.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats a side effect. Its a way of marking my presence.
Its not something I can really turn off but only someone..like uswould even
notice it </b>He moved close to his Son and lifted his head up with one hand. <b>Like
it?</b> He already knew the answer but waited for Chase to nod anyway. He
leaned down and sniffed the boys face. <b>I like it too</b> Then he did
something that broke the spell. He licked Chase on the neck.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase put his small hands on his Dad for support. <b>How?</b>
He had never felt more confused in his life.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael swallowed his Sons sweat. It filled his mouth with
a burst of flavor that his entire body was in tune with. He would have licked
the boy clean if he thought he could get away with it. He settled for what he
had and grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its where your speed comes from Chase. Its one of the
first things you get. Then the strength comes next, followed by the sense of
smell and hearing</b> He closed the distance between the two of them and squatted
down in front of Chase. <b>Thats why I love the way you smell Chase.and the
way you taste</b> He held his Sons hips and licked the other side of the
boys neck. He looked at him and then tilted his head to the side, offering
himself to Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt need another invitation. He quickly leaned in
and took a long lick at his Dads sweaty neck. His mouth exploded and his cock
raged in his pants. His arms wrapped themselves around his Fathers shoulders
and he licked at him hungrily over and over again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats it Son. Taste me</b> He pulled Chase against his
chest and ran his big hands across his Sons slender back. Chase moaned loudly
and he felt the boys teeth sink gently into him as he alternated between
licking and sucking on him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I know what you need. Go ahead boy</b> He ran his hands
lovingly across his Son and pulled him against his body. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A long moment past before Wendy leaned out the front door
and called for Michael. He held Chase tight and called back from around the
tractor that he would be right there. He heard the door close and he gently
pulled Chase away. He looked at the boys blue eyes. They were shining bright,
just like he knew they would be. He used his power to settle the boy down and
Chases breathing slowly came back to normal. He blinked and looked at his Dad
as if from waking.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats me too </b>he explained. <b>I can let it out of
you and I can calm it down</b> He gripped the boys shoulders in his hands and
kissed his mouth lovingly. <b>Tonight, youll know the rest, I promise</b> He
gave him a smile and patted him on the back. <b>Lets go help out inside</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick looked at himself in the polished metal, his strong
lean muscles and floppy curly brown hair made him look like a model. He picked
out the clothes he would wear and set them to the side for his date with Chase.
He had a pair of wore jeans with rips in the leg to show off his flesh and a
tight tee shirt that outlined his chest and arms nicely. He tugged at his curly
hair and smiled. Brilliant.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It wasnt that a vampire didnt cast an image; they just
didnt cast one in a mirror. A mirror was a window to the soul, supernaturally
speaking, and a vampire didnt have one of those. Cameras and metals still
captured them however so the loft was equipped with a large, heavily polished,
stainless steel plate. The image wasnt perfect, but it would do. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He lifted up his big cock and watched as it swelled in his
hand. DeMarco looked on from nearby. Patrick liked it when he was watched. He
didnt care so much by whom, he just like being the center of attention. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Perfect</b> he heard DeMarco say. He grinned at the
ancient vampire.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thank you Master</b> He lifted up a pair of pants. <b>Should
I put these on?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco shook his head. <b>No. I like you this way</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick nodded and walked to his Master, kneeling at his
feet. He reached up with one hand and felt for the lump of hard flesh he knew
would be there. <b>Shall I pleasure you my Lord? </b>He didnt wait for an
answer. He never did. He unzipped DeMarcos pants and tugged out his big dick,
engulfing it in his warm mouth hungrily. He heard his Master moan as he
swallowed the man whole. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco held the boys head and began to fuck his throat,
sawing his solid prick in and out as the teenager sucked him eagerly. The boy
wanted his cum. To a vampire it was almost as potent as blood. Giving a Thrall
either one made them more powerful, and Patrick wanted power more than
anything. He didnt have a tenth of his Masters skill yet. Walking outside in
daylight was not an option, not even in shadow. It wouldnt matter how much
blood his Master gave him, it would take a century before he would get that
ability. Casting fire about with his mind and flying were also far beyond him.
Right now the only thing DeMarco could give him was more physical strength and
speed, and for now it that was enough. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Heed me well Patrick</b> DeMarco said to his Thrall. <b>The
wolf is dangerous. If youre caught by him it will mean death. Dont let the
power I gave you lull you into a false sense of security. Hes as powerful as I
am, maybe more so. The child means everything to him and Im counting on that.
Dont fail me!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick sucked deeply and felt the man swell inside his throat.
He would prove himself worthy. The boy would fall. He would make sure of it! He
reached up and gripped his Masters hands and DeMarco did exactly what he knew
he would. He fucked his mouth harder. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>That night Michael and Chase waited until Wendy and Emma
were asleep. He moved to the open window in the loft dressed in his shorts,
running shoes and tee shirt.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Time to have fun</b> He took off his shoes and socks
and set them near Chases bed. He pulled off his shirt and pointed to the
window. <b>Watch this</b> He took a running start and hurled himself through
it while Chase ran after him. He landed far below, his feet absorbing the
impact easily. He looked up grinning. <b>Well?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad! </b>Chase called. <b>Are you alright?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im fine</b> He smiled. <b>You coming?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked alarmed. He didnt expect him to jump out the
window did he?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad?</b> he called again. <b>I cant.</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase. I wont let anything happen to you. Youre safe.
Trust me</b> He waited. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase moved to the edge of the window and looked down. It
looked far. Like seven miles far. He felt the sweat run down his back. His
Father was smiling and his eyes seemed to glow. Chase felt different when he
stared into them. Everything really was alright. He just didnt know why. He
walked off the side and fell through the air. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wind rushed through his hair and his Fathers eyes held him
steady, wrapping him in a protective blanket. At the last second his Dad
quickly moved away and Chase felt his legs bend deep at the knees. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He felt nothing. No broken bones, so split tendons, no
ruptured blood vessels. He looked up at the window so far above him. His Dad
was grinning.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Welcome to the family Son</b> And then he took off like
a bullet, running away and toward the field. Chase immediately ran after him,
pulling off his shirt as he did. His Dad looked back and flashed his glowing
blue eyes. <b>Show me what you got tiger!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They reached the trees and Chase thought for a moment they
would be stopping. His Dad wasnt wearing any shoes after all, but the man
didnt stop, he wove past the first tree and dropped into the darkness. Chase
slowed down at the tree line. He looked around and saw his Dad about twenty
feet up, rounding another trunk. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He could see him!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>That should have been impossible. It was dark. No moonlight
reached down this far through the woods. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase saw a pair of glowing blue eyes framed by his Dads
handsome face. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase! Come to me Son!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase moved forward but his Dad didnt wait for him. Instead
he bolted away, and Chase watched with awe and some terror as his Father sprung
off the ground and planted both feet on the side of a tree, launching himself
at high speed. He landed far away on his hands. Chase could see the massive
biceps flex under the weight of his body and his powerful legs came forward and
met the ground again to take the brunt of the load. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was gone!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Oh my God!</b> Chase said, frozen in place. <b>How the
hell? </b>He listened all around. He heard leaves moving in the distance, but
they were too far. Surely his Dad couldnt be that far in such a short time.
The sound circled and moved behind him. Chase spun around but no one was there.
He heard his name called. Then he heard it again, but it was from the other
direction!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Now Chase was scared. The leap, his strength, it was all
catching up to him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What are you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He heard a twig snap and his Father was right behind him,
grinning. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im your Father Chase</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was so handsome. His big chest and hairy arms seemed to
glow under the soft blue light his eyes cast off. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dont ever.ever.be afraid of me</b> He reached out
with one hand and cupped the back of his Sons head. He leaned down and kissed
his lips. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase loved this moment. He had waited to hear this from his
own Father all his life. There was one response and only one.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love you too Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael smiled at him and stepped back. He pushed his shorts
down his legs and stepped out of them, standing completely nude in front of his
Son.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Get undressed and run with me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase moved as if in a dream. He kicked off his shoes and
pulled off his socks. He took of his shorts and threw them to the side, his
eyes never leaving his Fathers big cock. It was just like Chase imagined it
would be, thick and full of power, just like the rest of his incredible body.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked over his Son and licked his lips. He reached
down and wrapped his hand around his heavy prick and began to pull on it. Chase
watched and Michael let go so his Son cold look at it. It began rise. Michael
smiled with amusement as Chase was kept mesmerized by his prick. He used the
opportunity to look over his boy. He had already sucked his Son off, but the
boy had been asleep then. Having him awake and in front of him made Michael
throb with anticipation. Chase responded to his Father by getting an instant
hard-on.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He moved forward and knelt before Chase. He pushed his face
against the boys dick and breathed in his smell. He felt Chases hand on his
head and Michael opened his mouth and licked at his Sons hard prick. He felt
the boy tremble and he reached between his legs and held him up. He sucked his
balls in his mouth and heard the boy moan loudly.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael moved to the boys hard cock and took the whole
thing in one hungry gulp. Chase was too sensitive and Michael had to ease up or
the boy would cum in his mouth within moments. He took one hard suck and stood
up in front of his Son. He brought his fingers up to Chases mouth and watched
proudly as Chase immediately sucked on them. He pulled them away and kissed his
soft lips before he stepped back. He took his dick in his hand and openly
stroked it in front of Chase. Then he bolted away and turned with a grin.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Come get me!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His Father moved like lightening. Chase found himself
running after his Dad before he even realized it. Something inside of him was
coming out and whatever it was, it felt good.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases small legs ate up the ground and his lithe body
weaved between the large trees with little effort. What he lacked in speed
against his Dad, he made up for in agility. His Fathers powerful legs were
like giant springs and Chase had to keep his eyes on him for fear of losing his
position. His Dads strong body bounced off the trees more than moving around
them, the way Chase was doing, and the trees shook with the impact. He saw him
look over his shoulder to see if he was keeping up, but Chase was doing far
more than that. He was gaining ground. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats my boy!</b> Michael called out as he lifted off
a large rock and sailed through the air. Chase, not as comfortable with
jumping, simply ran around the boulder and reached out to grab his Father.
Michael laughed and twisted away before Chase could touch him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Almost kid!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase put his head down and pumped his legs for all he was
worth. The trees blurred for a moment and he found himself right next to his Father.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael blinked in surprised and when Chases hand grabbed
his arm and he actually flinched. He stopped running and faced his Son.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My God. You shouldnt have been able to do that!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was breathing hard. His face was flush and his eyes
were glowing with a soft blue light. His grip on his Dads arm was strong. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre amazing! </b>He shook Chase off and lifted him
up off the ground by his waist. <b>Youre my Son! Of course youre amazing!</b>
he grinned and his eyes glowed back at Chase. He pulled the boy against him and
hugged him tight. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase wrapped his arms around his Dads broad shoulders and
squeezed with all his might, not caring about his stiff cock pressed against
his Dads stomach. That no longer mattered to him. His Father was the most
incredible man he had ever met and any dreams he had of the man paled in
comparison to the real thing. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad</b> he whispered in the mans ear.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael hugged him tighter and kissed at his Sons neck. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre my boy. Dont ever forget that</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase felt tears welling up in his eyes. <b>Mom said..</b>
And then he stopped. The feelings he had for his Dad were still there, but they
were farther from him now, as if he were somehow disconnected from his own
mind. He wasnt the only one that felt it. His Dad stiffened up and set him
back on the ground, but not before giving him a final kiss on the neck. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked down at Chase solemnly. <b>Youre love for
her is strong</b> he stated as if answering a question Chase didnt know he
asked. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Every time I think about her I feel different</b> Chase
said with confusion.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked away for a moment. <b>Im sorry Chase; I
thought it would be easier for you this way</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase stepped back. <b>What are you doing to me?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael held up his hands in surrender. <b>Im protecting
you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase gave him an angry look. <b>You know what I mean</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded. <b>Yeah, I do</b> He took a deep breath. <b>Chase
there is so much I have to tell you but we need to do it slowly so you can
accept everything</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im not a child. Just tell me!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael wanted to scoop him up and hold him tight. He was so
small, so fragile. He moved forward, squatted down and took hold of Chase by
the lower legs.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Okay Son. This is the truth. Youre not just different.
Youre incredible; amazing in fact..supernaturally speaking</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He watched for Chases reaction. The boy simply looked at
him, taking in what his Dad just said. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Supernaturally</b> he repeated back to his Dad.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded. <b>Yes Son</b> He looked around the woods.
<b>Everything you can do, everything youve seen me do, has an explanation</b>
He looked his Son in the eyes and waited. Chase said no more. <b>How many
people can jump from a second story window?</b> he asked the boy. <b>How many
men can lift up a tractor, or run as fast as we can?</b> He waved to the woods
around them. <b>How many of your friends can see in the dark?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase shook his head. <b>None of them</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded. <b>Thats right Chasenone of them</b> He
ran his hands up the back sides of Chases small legs tenderly. <b>Just you,
and meand others like us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Like us?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yes, like us. Other Werewolves</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase felt like he had been slapped in the face. <b>WEREWOLVES!?!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael didnt answer him, he just watched. Chase tried to
pull away but he held the boy in place. Chase shook his head.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Theres no such thing!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>There isnt?</b> Michael replied. He looked down and
picked a rock up in his hand. He held it up so Chase could see and then
tightened his fist. The rock imploded, crushed by his strength. He slowly stood
up and took one step away. He reached down and ran his hand around his big cock
and balls and then waved the hand in the air.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Smell that Son?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He could smell it! In fact Chase couldnt smell anything but.
Not the fresh plants all around them, the lush forest trees or flowers that
dripped honey. All he could smell was his Dad; his Dads incredible scent. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I can smell you too Son. I can smell you miles away</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase trembled. <b>Why?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Because your body knows who I am, even if you dont</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt understand. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its primal; instinct</b> he explained further. <b>Think
of a lioness that gives birth in a pride. All her young know her even though
other adults are around. They know who they belong to. She doesnt have to wear
a name tag, its her smell; her power they feel </b>He reached out and put his
hand in front of Chase. Chase leaned in and took two fingers inside and started
to suck them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats me Son</b> he continued. <b>Thats your Father</b>
He watched as Chase moaned and blinked his eyes in hunger. He took his hand
back. <b>Ive been using that same power to keep you from being afraid. I
thought if you saw what we could do you would accept it easier. Its harder to
explain after the fact, believe me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase swallowed. <b>Youre controlling me?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was frozen in place for a moment by his Sons accusation.
<b>Im holding back all the questions you have. Im trying to answer them by
letting you come to your own conclusions</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was confused. <b>But it doesnt always work does it?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael smiled, Chase realized the problem. He wasnt just
fast, he was smart too. <b>Youre one strong son of a bitch!</b> He patted
the boys shoulder. <b>My power is great.but your love for your mother is
stronger still</b> He looked up at the trees for a moment. <b>Every time you
think of her, you break my hold over you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre telling me the truth arent you? Im a Werewolf?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael shook his head. <b>No Chasewe both are. You and me.
Youre not alone Son</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked up suddenly frightened. <b>Im gonna change!
At the full moon!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael moved closer. <b>No Chase</b> he said firmly. <b>I
wont let you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Wont let me?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael sighed. <b>Theres all sorts of things I can do
Son, and keeping your power under control is one of them</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Things fell into place in Chases mind. <b>Thats why Im
here isnt it? So I wont change?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael grinned. Chase was leaping ahead of him in logic.
The boy was figuring it out on his own, even under his control. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats right Son. The change can be.well, hard on a new
wolf. Especially one that is alone. Youre here to make sure it goes.easy</b>
he reached for the words. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My mother!</b> Chase said with panic but Michael cut
him off. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its doubtful you would have hurt her. Even in another
form she would still have a powerful bond with you</b> He assured his Son. <b>But
others.</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked around, his mind racing. <b>Does she know?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael shook his head. <b>No Son. She doesnt, at least
not the way you think. She saw me once, do something out of the ordinary</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Lift a car?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael pulled back, surprised at Chases knowledge. <b>Yes.she
did</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Why did you leave? How come.</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael put his hand on Chases mouth to quiet him. <b>This
is what I was afraid of. All your questions demanding answers at the same time</b>
He put his hands on the boys shoulders. <b>I know all your questions Chase.
Every one of them I fact. I promise youll have all your answers but lets deal
with the big one first alright?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase frowned. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Werewolf?</b> Michael replied. Chase blinked, coming
back to the present. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Oh yeah.that</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael moved behind Chase and put his arms around him. He
leaned down and kissed the boys neck. He pointed to the woods. <b>Look out
there. You see the lake?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was far away, maybe a mile, but Chase knew it was there,
he could feel it, smell the water. He nodded his head. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I want you to run there. Feel the trees around you. Feel
the animals in the woods. And most of all, I want you to feel me with you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Okay</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael kissed him once more and let him go. Chase moved
like a cheetah. He watched the boys small body run effortlessly thorough the
heavy brush. His feet never slipped, his arms were never tangled up by the
dipping branches. His body weaved around the foliage like a needle through
fabric. Michael went after him. He released some of his power and his saw his
Sons reaction. Chase turned his head slightly toward him, even though he made
no sound to give away his presence. He knew the boy could feel him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats it tiger</b> he whispered, but knew Chase heard
that too. Michael darted around the other side of him, using his skills as an
adult Werewolf to increase his speed tenfold. Chase turned to his direction
again. Michael grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats my boy! </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase reached the water and before he could turn around
Michael was behind him and lifting him up in the air. He felt his Dads
powerful arms hug him tight. They looked up at the moon. It wasnt quite full
but Chase couldnt remember when it seemed to glow brighter. He felt the power
rush into his body. His muscles felt stronger and he laughed. His Dads mouth
came down on his neck and he felt the handsome man kiss him all over. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Should I be scared?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael barely stopped kissing him to answer. <b>Not with
me around</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas stood in the center of the room. The news of Michaels
Son came to him only hours ago. One of his wolves had spotted the boy at the
mall, the Alphas signature all over him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre sure?</b> he asked the young teenager in front
of him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Unless he turned him recently, but I dont understand
why he would have done that. The boy is small, much smaller than any of us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas looked over the teenager. He was built like all of
them, strong and muscular. The boy could have been the quarterback of a
football team. Athletic and powerful was the hallmark of all Werewolves. So who
was this boy?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>His Son? By who?</b> Silas wasnt really talking to any
of them. They were nothing more than soldiers to order around and the word
democracy didnt exist for Werewolves. He went back in time, thinking of
everything he knew about Michael.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im sure of it sir</b> the boy continued. <b>I almost
thought the Alpha was in the room, the scent was so strong</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas considered his next move carefully. An Alpha with a
weak child? This made no sense. He had to see it for himself. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael sat near the lake, his Son at his side. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>How did we become like this? Were you bit?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael laughed. <b>No, I wasnt bit by anything. I was
born this way, same as you. Both my parents were Werewolves</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Mom isnt a Werewolf</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No she isnt. Thats why the chances of you becoming one
were so small. Human women almost never give birth to a wolf child. It happens,
but only a few every century or so </b>He paused. <b>I guess I shouldnt be
surprised. Helen is a strong woman.but I had no idea</b> he drifted off. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But you saw me. Those pictures in the house. You took
them</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded. <b>Yes, I came whenever I thought it was
safe. I was there at your first track meet and your first day of school. I saw
you on your birthday and on Christmas</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But then</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase, power like that doesnt come up at birth. It
doesnt usually develop until puberty thats why.</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats why even women who are Werewolves rarely give
birth to one</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I dont understand? </b>Chase said, confused.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Think about what would happen to an unborn baby every
time a woman changed into a wolf. The stress on the fetus would be too great.
She may get away with it once or twice, but nine times?</b> He shook his head.
<b>No it just doesnt happen</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But it did.at least for you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He nodded. <b>Yes but my Father was an exceptional man</b>
He looked at Chase. <b>Remember when I told you I wouldnt let you change?
Well, some wolves are strong enough that they can hold back the change in
others. My Dad was like that. He stopped her from changing every month until I
was born </b>He put his hand on Chases shoulder. <b>He was with me when I
changed for the first time just like Im with you now</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But if its so hard how are Werewolves born?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Most are from bites, but even then it takes a great
amount of will to enact a change. The bite of a true Werewolf is deadly, like a
poison. So are our claws. But to turn a human into a Werewolf is a hard thing
to do. Hell we would be swimming in them if all it took was a bite or a
scratch </b>He looked at the moon. <b>The human has to be strong enough to
survive the bite in the first place. When the moon is full our power is at an
all time high. The poison that runs in our bite is almost always fatal. Most
wolves are made when the moon is least present in the sky</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>So you dont have to change?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael hesitated. <b>WellI dont but that isnt the case
for most Werewolves. I wanted you here with me Chase because I wanted to make
sure you really had the gift in the first place. It was possible that you could
have just been a really good athlete, but when I saw you face to face, I knew
the truth. You have your Fathers blood in you for sure</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There was a moment of silence and Chase said, <b>I want to
see it. Show me what you look like</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael replied immediately. <b>NO</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Why?</b> he pleaded. <b>Im not afraid</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels eyebrows went up. <b>You say that now, but trust me;
youre not ready to see it for yourself</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael wouldnt have it. <b>No! I wont have you afraid of
me. Youre not ready</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase put his hand on his Dads brawny arm. <b>Please</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael sighed. He held up one arm. <b>This is all you get</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His arm began to ripple. The muscles in the forearm swelled
up and the skin darkened. The blonde hair became thicker and literally flowed
out of Michaels flesh until he was completely covered in it. But it was his
hand that impressed Chase the most. The fingers became thicker and massive
talons formed at the ends. They looked like steel. Each joint extended until
the span of the hand increased by three times. He turned it around so Chase
could see it.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You wanna touch me?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase answered by reaching out and running his fingers over
the new arm his Dad now possessed. The muscle was hard like stone and even
relaxed Chase could feel the massive amount of power in the limb. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My God</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael let him feel each finger and squeeze at his forearm.
Having his Sons hand run across him like this was too intimate for him, his
cock became hard. Chase didnt notice, at least not at first. Long minutes past
as Chase studied the arm, testing it with his hand. Finally his eyes moved down
between Michaels legs. He let his arm change back and he rested in on the
ground. He looked down at his hard cock and then at Chase. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Go ahead</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt need another offer. He reached down and wrapped
his small hand around his Fathers massive erection. It was incredibly warm and
it throbbed against his fingers as he squeezed it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael watched his Sons hand for a moment and then leaned
in and began to kiss the boy on the neck. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love you Chase</b> he whispered between kisses.
Chases hand gripped his big cock tighter and Michael started to lick his neck
in response. Chase moaned loudly and Michaels arm wrapped around his Son to
pull him closer. He lifted his head, intent on kissing the boy on the mouth
when he saw his eyes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They were glowing bright blue!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He pulled back and watched as Chase moved to lower his head
to the hard cock between his legs. Michael grabbed him by the back of the neck
and held him tight. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No Son. Not yet</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked confused but more than that, he looked hungry.
He pulled against his Fathers grasp, his mouth open and ready to suck, but
Michael was far too strong.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im sorry Son. This is my fault. I shouldnt have changed</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad, let me go! I want it</b> his voice was harsh and
sounded different than usual; deeper.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its the change! Its excited you!</b> He looked down
at his big dick, throbbing in his Sons hand. <b>Well, both of us</b> he
corrected himself. Chase was a little too far gone and Michael knew he
shouldnt have given in to him so quickly. Being near an Alpha was bad enough
but having one change so close by was like catnip to a kitten. The animal in
Chase was coming out and the boy wasnt even close to being ready. Michael
pulled the boy against him and crushed his mouth over his Sons, sinking his
thick tongue past Chases lips for him to suck on. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase felt like he had a fever. His Fathers big tongue was
moving in his mouth and Chase sucked on it like his life depended on it. His
hand felt glued to his Dads big dick and he couldnt remember anything about
his life. Not one thing. All that existed for Chase at that moment was his
Father; his big, strong Father with his incredible smell and delicious taste.
The mans massive prick was like warm stone in his hand and Chase would rather
die than let go of it. He sucked and sucked at him, loving every second his Dad
gave him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael let out his willpower and took hold of Chase with
it. The boy was pushed over the edge and Michael was responsible. He reached
down and took hold of his Sons cock. It was already wet. Pre-cum had oozed out
and ran down his solid shaft. He was such a small boy, Michael felt he would
crush him in his arms if he hugged him too tight. He put one hand on Chases
chest and pushed him to the ground, breaking the kiss. Chases eyes blazed with
fury.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>NO!</b> he cried out reaching his hands for his Father,
but Michael cast his power over the boy and he whimpered in response. Michael
took hold of his Sons legs and knelt between them. He pulled Chase up and
swallowed his Sons cock whole. Chase bucked in his hands but Michael was
stronger by a hundred fold. He sucked as hard as he could and Chase cried out.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>DAD!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael paid him no mind. He sucked at his Sons tender
flesh and pulled his legs apart with his strong hands. He looked down at Chase,
struggling with the intense pleasure he was getting. Their eyes locked and
Michaels power was complete. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase came like a bull!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Heavy waves of cum erupted out of his pulsing prick and
flooded Michaels mouth. The man was more than ready, and swallowed hungrily at
the honey-like fluid that Chase gave him. He sucked so hard at his Son that
Chase screamed and beat the ground with his fists.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>DAD!!</b> he kept crying out, lost in his orgasm.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael didnt stop until Chase closed his eyes. His small
body trembled at the end and he hugged his own body. Michael kept sucking on
him until he was sure he got every drop the boy could produce. His large body
thickened up at the taste of his Sons cum. The animal in him was alert and
ready and Michael did his best to keep the change away. Never before had he had
so much trouble, but ever since Chase came to him he found it harder to control
his animal. It was as if the beast became stronger because of the boy and
overrode the human part of Michael. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He pulled his mouth off and licked the boys prick and balls
all over, cleaning him of any sweat or cum that may have escaped. He laid the
boy gently on the ground, his small legs resting on his big, hairy thighs.
Michaels massive prick was pointing right at Chase and demanding attention. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His desire to fuck had never been greater. Chase was lost,
spent from his cum. Michael looked over his Son and began to masturbate. The
heat from his cock seemed to scold his hand but he held on tightly. He pushed
his will against his Son to keep him out, and then let the change occur. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His body grew darker and blonde hair appeared over every
muscle. His hands became beast-like and his teeth lengthened considerably. His
cock became bigger. It raged in his hand and Michael had to use his other one
just to keep it still. He twisted his hands around it and squeezed it firmly.
He threw his head back and howled to the moon. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He came so hard his whole body shuddered. Thick streams of
white cream blasted out of his big dick and rained down on his Son, but Michael
wasnt done yet. He pumped his mighty cock and more cum shot out. Chase was wet
with it. His body gleamed in the moonlight from it and the mere sight of it
drove Michael past the point of no return. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He completed the change as he came!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The massive beast roared and the entire forest seemed to
shrink at the cry. Any animals that were nearby ran in terror and birds awoke
and flew away. The dense woods became quiet as if acknowledging his presence. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase lay naked on the warm ground, his Father towering over
him. Had he been able to open his eyes he would have been terrified at the
sight. His Dad was no more. In his place stood a monster; thick with hair and
muscle. It had powerful jaws and immense claws for hands. Its powerful feet dug
into the earth and it leaned down to look at Chase. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It sniffed at him and pushed him around with its huge
mussel. The boy didnt stir except to moan slightly. The beast watched the boy
breathing steadily. He was covered in cum; the beasts cum. He opened his mouth
and took long licks at Chase, cleaning him off. His big tongue lapped hungrily
at the boys genitals and Chase moaned again. For a moment the beast thought
the boy meant to push him away and he growled in response. He would not be
denied! But Chase was just enjoying the sensations and the beast saw it for
what it was. He stopped growling and continued to lick the spent child.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was lost in dream. He dreamed of his Father, all
around him and holding him tight. He had visions of the man sucking on his cock
and kissing his flesh. He could almost feel the tongue on his body, eating him
up and bringing him off. The mans big muscles flared out at Chases touch and
he wanted to hold him, tell him he loved him. But he was beyond words. Chase
was someplace he had never been. He wanted his Father more than anything. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The beast watched as Chase moved his legs apart. The
animals massive prick swelled up anew and he looked between the boys legs
with desire. He put his face above the childs and growled, displaying his
dominance over him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase remained still. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The animal became silent and watched the boy sleep. He
sniffed at him and then licked the dark haired boys face. The taste of the
child made him shake. He wanted more. He licked and licked at the kid, tasting
his flesh from every angle, from his chest to his feet. He circled the boy over
and over as he licked at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase literally gleamed with the beasts saliva. The beast
stood over him, his big cock at the same level as the boys waist. He looked
down. The child was too small. The beast was angry. It brought up its head and
roared into the forest, challenging anyone to touch the boy. Huge claws dug
into the ground, ready to charge at anything that presented itself. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Nothing appeared.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The beast looked back down and carefully lay on top of the
boy. The big hairy body covered the child like a blanket. It looked around
searching for any danger. There was none.at least not anymore.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco felt the change in Michael immediately. He had been
watching the two of them but lost track when they started to run in the forest.
The power that the big man gave off made DeMarco fall from his perch in
surprise. The Vampire dropped to the ground and floated inches before he hit.
It slapped into DeMarco as a wave of Supernatural energy and the Vampire had
been unprepared. He didnt think he would change yet. It hadnt been time. The
moon wasnt full. What was he doing?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco took to the sky again as quickly as he could. He
didnt dare be on the ground when the beast was roaming. He lifted away and shifted
his body into a giant bat. The area was no longer safe and the beasts powers
were far greater than the mans. Michael must be dealt with in his human form. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As he flew away he heard the enormous roar, and DeMarco
silently swore the beast would die.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology> </p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology> </p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><a name="Chapter_Three"></a>CHAPTER THREE</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:
"Calibri","sans-serif"'> </span></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><span style='font-size:12.0pt;line-height:115%;font-family:
"Calibri","sans-serif"'> </span></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase woke up in his bed. The light from the sun poured
through the open bay window and warmed his bare skin. He couldnt remember a
more perfect sleep. He felt refreshed and invigorated; his body strong. His
Fathers thick arm was wrapped around his waist and his powerful body was
pressed against his back. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They were both naked, a thin sheet covering them up to the
waist. Chase ran his hand over his Fathers hairy forearm. The blonde hair felt
silky under his fingers and but the muscle was hard. His Father was perfect in
so many ways; the ultimate man. Of course the whole Werewolf thing was pretty
cool too. He wondered what his friends would think if they saw his Dad. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He felt the warm breath from the man blowing gently on his
neck. His Dad was crouched down, wrapped around him, his nose buried in his
hair. Chases memory of last night was sketchy. He remembered running. He loved
to run. He remembered catching his Dad in the woods and the surprised look on
his face when he did. He remembered the massive clawed hand that replaced his
Fathers arm when he demonstrated what a Werewolf looked like. And he
remembered something else.his uncontrollable desire for his Dad. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His hand gripped his Fathers arm possessively as he thought
about it. The big man stirred. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You awake tiger?</b> his deep voice whispered. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael hugged his Sons small body tightly and kissed the
back of his head. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im starving</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Me too!</b> Chase replied. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Side effect of the change. Makes us eat like horses</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase thought for a moment and said. <b>I didnt change did
I?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nuzzled into his Sons dark hair. <b>No tiger, you
didnt. I told you I wouldnt let you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But you changed?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael took a deep breath through his Sons hair, enjoying
the smell of the boy. <b>After I put you to sleep I changed</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You can do that? </b>Chase remembered dropping into a
dark hole right after he came. <b>You can make me sleep?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I can do all sorts of things. Im a Werewolf</b> his
kissed Chases head and moved down to the boys neck. Chase sighed and tilted
his head back for his Dads mouth and spread his legs apart for the mans big
hand.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas was driving over to Michaels farm. He had to see the
boy for himself, and then he would know the truth. What he was about to do was
dangerous for various reasons. The Alpha was not to be toyed with, he was far
too deadly an opponent. Silas was an Alpha himself though, and more was at
stake than one boy. If this child was Michaels son, it could change the pack
dynamic drastically. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As he drove he saw the carnival setting up a few miles away
in an open field. As usual it brought hundreds of people and his pack loved to
move through them. The young girls were almost too easy to manipulate. His
handsome, athletic boys were oozing with sexual energy and the human girls fell
like dominoes before them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>So far his pack was the largest in the area. He had twelve
boys, four girls and six men with him. Two women served as matrons for the
pack. Female Werewolves were rare but coveted. Every pack had them. The men
protected them with their lives if necessary. Especially the young ones. Silas
had more of them than anyone. Breeding with them was essential for pack
survival. It took a strong woman to survive having sex with a Werewolf, but sex
was an essential thing for them. It helped to tame the desire that built up in
them. If it didnt have some release, people would get hurt. Fighting in the
pack would ensue and humans could die as a result. Werewolf women were a must.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Forty minutes later, Silas drove up the long road to
Michaels house and pulled his truck to the side. He climbed out and saw Chase
immediately. The boy really was small. His black hair was in stark contrast to
Michaels and his skin was fair, not tanned. The boy wasnt from here. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hello</b> he said. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked around, not seeing his Dad. <b>My Dads in the
field. Hell be back soon</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre Dad.. </b>Silas repeated softly to himself. He
approached Chase and he knew the truth instantly.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I know your mother</b> He looked the boy over from head
to toe. <b>Her name was..Helen </b>Silas sniffed the air, taking the boys
scent in. Chase took a large step back.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Who are you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He didnt feel right. The mans eyes were like his, but
different. He was a wolf Chase was sure. The man was older. He had dark hair
with gray at the sides. He was built big, with thick muscles and broad
shoulders. He was smaller than his Dad, but not by much. But there was
something else, something mean about him. Chase felt threatened. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas grinned at him, an ugly twist of his mouth that
hovered between a snarl and a smile. <br>
<b>You change yet boy?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Get away from me!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael dropped from the sky between them! Chase jumped back
in surprise and Silas crouched down in a fighting position, his attention
completely on the Alpha. Words came later. A massive growl erupted out of
Michaels mouth and made the dirt between him and Silas blow out in a cloud.
Silas took a step back. Chase saw his Fathers hands. They were clawed! Not
like that night in the woods though, only the hands were affected. Sharp nails
gleamed in the sun and his fingers were splayed apart in anger. The muscles in
Michaels back rippled under his shirt and Chase moved away, not wanting to be
part of the fight. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silass hands changed also, matching Michaels. He crouched
lower though and instinctively Chase knew why. He was weaker than his Dad!
Chase could feel the power! It was raw, and poured from his Dad like the ocean.
Chase felt fear for the first time when he looked at him. He wouldnt have
thought it possible. He moved to the side of the barn and huddled against the
wall in fright.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael moved forward, forcing Silas to move back and away
from Chase. He didnt have to look back to see where his Son was, he could feel
him through his power. He growled again, his teeth coming out and his eyes
blazing with blue light. Silas growled back, but it was more for show than
anything else. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase watched intently for a long eternal minute before
Silass eyes moved to the ground in submission. He swallowed in relief. His Dad
moved a step closer to Silas and the mans hands reverted back into human form.
He placed them on the ground and waited. Michael gave another roar for good
measure and slowly stood upright, his hands changing back as well. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You dare approach my Son without my permission!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas looked over to Chase for a moment. <b>I came to see
you Michael. I heard about the boy, it was simply a matter of bad timing</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dont.lie.tome!</b> Michael roared. <b>You know
perfectly well were I am, just like I know where you are Silas!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas turned up his hands in defeat. <b>I only wanted to
see the child. I was told he was your sonI just had to see it for myself</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Your sight is a gift God gave youand one I can take
away! </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas nodded and bent his head. <b>We are not enemies
Michael. Must I remind you of that constantly?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael took a large step forward until his chest was inches
from Silas. <b>Your boys are spying on me now?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas shook his head. <b>They saw him with your wife</b>
He looked over to Chase, still pressed against the wall. <b>He shouldnt be
out without protection. The pack should be near him</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Whose pack Silas? </b>Michael barked out. <b>Yours?
Mine? I have no pack! I dont need one. Or do you need another reminder of
that?</b> He looked over the scar on Silass neck. A wound from a fight the
two of them had years ago. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre not alone now Michael. A small wolf needs more
attention than even you can give. I have many at my command. Let me help you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael took a moment. Silas was right. Chase had already
been spotted by the wolf pack and he hadnt even changed yet. What kind of
attention would he draw once he took wolf form?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas saw his opportunity and pressed forward. <b>Twothree
at most. Let him meet the pack</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked over to Chase. He held out his hand. Chase
stood up and ran over to him and Michaels arm wrapped around him. <b>This is
Silas. Hes a Werewolf, like us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas balked. <b>Well, not like us. At least not yet. You
havent changed have you little one?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael understood the implication even though it was lost
on Chase. He flashed his glowing eyes at Silas in warning. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>His change will come when the time is right. Until then
he is under my . considerable .. protection</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Of course</b> Silas bowed and looked at Chase. <b>I
have some boys that want to meet you. Your part of a bigger family now. Think
of them as, older brothers</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked up at his Dad but he was looking at Silas
intently. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Bring them around tonight. No more than three </b>He
watched Silas nod and added, <b>You dont need to return. They can come alone</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas didnt look happy about that. He hesitated for a
moment and then said, <b>Of course you will treat them gently? They are, after
all, doing you a favor</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael leaned in. <b>I would never threaten a child Silas
</b>he mocked Silass behavior. <b>That would make me a monster</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A small smile creased Silass face. <b>Of course Michael,
what was I thinking? </b>He nodded to both of them and walked back to his
truck. Michael didnt let go of Chase until the truck was out of sight. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What was that?</b> Chase asked.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Nothing good Son. Nothing good</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco saw the whole thing. Michaels power was astounding.
He saw the Alpha run across the field and leap over a barn to get back to his
Son. Never had any Werewolf exhibited that kind of raw power before. And in
human form no less! He had no doubt Michael would have killed Silas if provoked
enough. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Things had now changed. More beasts were involving
themselves in DeMarcos affairs and he wasnt happy about it. The lesser beasts
would have to be dealt with. He couldnt focus on them and the Alpha.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He needed his own army. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Three teenaged Werewolves showed up at the farm that night.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was in the loft and saw them approach on foot. They
looked strong, the sort of boys that got whatever they wanted. They made it to
the driveway before they stopped. A big blonde boy who could have easily passed
for Michaels own son looked up at Chase. He smiled and waved for him to come
down. Chase slowly nodded and moved down the stairs to the first floor. When he
walked outside he noticed that the boys didnt move forward. He stepped toward
them and halted in surprise when all three began to shake. Chase felt it a
moment later.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The air had become thick like a blanket was thrown over his
head. He heard the front door open and turned to see his Father coming out,
straight for the boys. He had nothing in his hands, no weapons, his fingers
normal with no claws, and still the boys trembled.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As Michael moved forward a low growl escaped his throat. The
two boys who flanked the blonde teenager were affected most. The first was a
large boy with cropped brown hair and a rough looking face. It wasnt so much
that he was ugly as out of place with the others. The blonde boy was drop dead
handsome and the one next to him, equally so. Regardless, all three looked down
at the ground as Michael approached. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He moved up and sniffed at the first boy. Chase saw him grab
the blonde boys wrist for support. No one moved otherwise. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Anthonys boy</b> Michael said, more to himself than
anyone else. <b>I didnt think he was man enough to have a son</b> He looked
at the boy, daring him to disagree.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The teenager turned his head away from Michael and didnt
rise to the bait, much to his credit. Michael moved behind them and went to the
blonde boy next. He sniffed his neck. <b>I dont recognize your scent. Half-breed?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The blonde swallowed and said softly. <b>No sir. Ive been
here since I was little</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>In reality Michael did know who he was. He knew all the
Werewolves in the area. But he was testing them to see if they were stupid
enough to stand up to him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im Sean</b> he finished.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Did I ask you your name?</b> Michael bumped his big
chest into the boy making him stumble forward. He bent down and sniffed his
neck again. <b>I barely see your power. Have you even changed yet?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy said nothing, which was good because Michael had
already moved to the last one. He was taller than the others but more slender.
He had brown hair and the start of beard stubble that probably took him a month
to grow. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Jacobs boy</b> Michael said quickly. <b>Id know that
stench anywhere!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy lowered his head and dropped his arms to his side,
his whole body trembling in fear. Michael moved in front of him and bent down
to look him in the eyes but the boy turned his face away, not daring to make
contact with the big man. Michael seemed satisfied and went to the blonde next.
Like his friend, the boy looked hard at the ground. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You have something to say punk?</b> Michael clenched
both hands into fists.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No Sir!</b> the boys voice broke apart. Then something
very stupid happened. The first boy, the one built bigger than the others, made
a mistake and looked up at Michael. Michaels arm flashed in a blur and he backhanded
the boy across the face so hard, he lifted off the ground and landed on his
back, his hands clutching his face. Michaels eyes never left Sean, who stood
perfectly still. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Still nothing?</b> Michael goaded him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No Sir!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase couldnt see it but he felt the change. The thickness
in the air increased tenfold and all of them were forced to the ground to their
knees. It was as if an invisible hand pressed down on their shoulders and
pushed them against their will. The first boy stayed on his side, not bothering
to get up. Sean was at eye level to Michaels crotch. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>If anything happens to my Son, because of you.or from
you.you will BEG me for death</b> He reached down and took Sean by the back
of the head and forced his face up. Sean refused to look Michael in the eyes.
With speed that defied belief Michael bent down, extended his teeth and wrapped
them around Seans neck. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was trembling but otherwise held still, doing nothing
to provoke further anger from Michael. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael waited a brief moment, not breaking Seans skin with
his sharp teeth. The boy was good. Silas must be proud of him. He released him
and stood up, his heavy bulge inches from Seans face. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You smell that?</b> he asked, already knowing the
answer. These were Werewolves after all, but young ones with a fraction of the power
that Michael had. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yes Sir!</b> Sean replied. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>And what is it you smell?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Alpha!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels eyes flashed in acknowledgement of the boys
words, the glow bathing them like the sun.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>This is your ONLY reminder!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael turned to Chase and smiled at him, holding out his
hand. Whatever power was in the air evaporated. He walked over and took his
Dads strong hand. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>These boys belong to Silas. Theyre here to show you
around. Its important they know who you are</b> he looked at Sean. <b>So no
mistakes are made that would cause a drop in the Werewolf population</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean didnt take the bait but the message was clear. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Get up! </b>Michael growled. All three boys did as they
were told and continued to look at the ground. A large red welt appeared on the
first boys face but he said nothing. Michael walked behind Chase and nuzzled
his Sons neck, kissing it at first and then licking it. Finally he gently
sucked on Chases ear before kissing the side of his face. His big arms were
wrapped around the small boy and squeezing him tenderly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was the only one who glanced up to watch but the others
knew exactly what was going on. The Alpha was marking him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael pulled back and patted Chase on the butt. <b>Have
fun and Ill be nearby if you need me</b> He walked back into the house and no
one but Chase watched. Once the door closed all three boys looked up at Chase
at the same time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im Sean</b> The blonde said. They each took a deep
breath and regained their composure. He waved to the big boy next to him, the
one that got hit. <b>This dumb fuck is Bart</b> And he nodded to the taller
boy. <b>This is Jason</b> Sean turned his attention to Bart. <b>You have a
death wish all of a sudden?</b> Bart looked down at the ground as he rubbed at
his face. Jason reached out and shook Chases hand.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im Chase</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean grinned at him with a beautiful set of teeth. He was so
handsome Chase almost forgot the last few minutes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah, we got that part of it!</b> he laughed and shook
Chases hand too. <b>Come on lets hit the woods before Bart pisses his pants</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Fuck you, you didnt do anything either!</b> Bart
countered. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Because he doesnt have shit for brains!</b> Jason
answered and wrapped his arms around the boy in a big hug. <b>Rockhead!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase liked them, all of them. It was easy to tell how close
they were with each other. Sean came forward and put one arm around Chases
shoulders. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Bart here isnt known for his smarts</b> he winked at
the small boy. <b>Mom dropped him a few million times on his head</b> he
laughed and Chase laughed too. Even Bart laughed. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They walked into the field to the woods and Chase asked why
his Dad didnt know about them if they lived so close. This made Sean laugh.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Oh, he knows us alright. He knows all of us, and believe
me, WE know HIM!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean looked at Chase and waited. The boys face didnt
change and it made Sean stop walking. <b>Oh my God. You dont know do you?</b>
he asked. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase frowned. <b>My Dads a Werewolf</b> he stated as his
answer. All three boys looked dumbfounded!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dude!</b> Jason said, and Bart put one hand on the back
of his neck to support his head, showing his surprise. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Nono Chase!</b> Sean said touching his chest. <b>We
are Werewolves</b> He pointed at Chase. <b>You are almost a Werewolf</b> He
waved to the house a good quarter mile away. <b>Your Dad is an Alpha!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>An Alpha?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart and Jason both opened their mouths in shock. <b>DUDE!</b>
They both said simultaneously. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean blinked hard a few times. <b>Chase.your Dad is
like.well.like royalty. Hes a prince, a king! </b>Chase just looked at him,
not knowing what to say. <b>Hes an ALPHA WOLF! </b>Chase still didnt
understand. Sean took in a breath. <b>HES THE FUCKING HULK! </b>Chases eyes
lit up and Sean looked at the other two boys. <b>The Hulk he knows!</b> he
shrugged in frustration. <b>Chase, your Dad cant just beat any other
Werewolf; he can kick the living shit out of them! Hes the ultimate Werewolf!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>That man that came earlier.Silas?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean waved him silent. <b>Yeah, yeah. Hes an Alpha too,
but not like your Dad. Silas in an alpha but your Dad is a big, dick swinging
ALPHA!</b> Sean grabbed his crotch and squeezed it to make his point. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase laughed. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No one! And I mean NO ONE, wants to fuck with your
Father!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked back at the house and smiled proudly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Now that thats out of the way, lets get something
straight. Were here to introduce you to the gang, get you acclimated to the
pack. But you do what I say because if you get hurt, my head is gonna be stuck
to a pole in your driveway, and Im far too handsome for that!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Jason and Bart coughed in mock disgust while Chase laughed. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hey fuck you two!</b> Sean said to his friends. He
turned to Chase. <b>You like to run?</b> Chase nodded. <b>Well lets see it
little brother!</b> He waved to the open field and Chase took off. He heard
Sean whistle. <b>Not half bad. Lets go boys!</b> And with that, all three raced
after him. Sean caught him first and moved alongside. He grinned and his eyes
flashed green. His body seemed to stoop slightly downward as if he changed
somehow and he ran off ahead with blazing speed. The other two followed,
leaving Chase behind. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase laughed and bent his head down and poured on the
speed. They made it to the woods before him, but not by much. His eyes
instantly adjusted to the dark and he saw them weave around the trees. Chase
was having the time of his life.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco sat high on his perch with Patrick by his side. <b>Like
him?</b> he asked watching Chase follow the others.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick nodded. <b>Oh yeah, Im gonna fuck him silly!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco laughed and watched Chase intently. <b>Hes the key
to killing the Alpha</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What of the other wolves?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco shook his head. <b>Theyre nothing. Ill deal with
them in due time. You worry about the child</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick ran his fingers through his curly brown hair. <b>Whens
the play date?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Soon. The carnival will start in a few days. I want him
to see you there</b> He looked over to Patrick. <b>Wet his appetite </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick grinned. <b>What about his Father? Wont he be
there?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco looked down at the wolves. <b>Ill deal with that</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boys could all leap. Even Bart who was bigger than the
others could do it. Sean came up to Chase and told him to watch carefully. He
ran a few feet away and leaped high into the air, touching a tree branch before
he came back to the ground. He looked at Chase with a grin. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Now you try it</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase licked his lips. The branch was way out of reach for
even a grown man, but Sean had done it, so why couldnt he. Chase mimicked the
older boys moves and leaped into the air. His hand reached out but he began to
fall back to earth right away, not coming close to the branch.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Maybe he has to change first?</b> Jason asked Sean. <b>Do
you remember being able to jump before you changed?</b> Sean and Bart looked
at each other and shrugged.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dont remember</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase tried it two more times. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well, he can run real fast</b> Jason offered. He picked
up a rock and hurled it as far as he could. The rock sailed like a bullet
through the air and hit a tree truck way off in the distance. <b>Hows your
strength?</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase picked up a rock. He cocked his arm back and threw it
with all his might. It went as far as expected for a fourteen year old boy. The
three older boys watched it fall to the ground. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well, he can run real fast</b> Jason said again.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean turned to Chase. <b>It will come to you. Dont worry.
You need to change first</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Does it hurt? </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean shook his head. <b>Nah. Its scary the first time but
after that its pretty cool </b>He looked at the other boys and grinned at
Chase. <b>Wanna see?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded excitedly. Sean pulled his shirt off his back,
showing off his large muscles, his chest and arms were smooth. He kicked off
his shoes and unbuttoned his pants, pushing them down and stood naked in front
of Chase. He was beautiful. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean belonged in a magazine with oil all over his body. He
was the whole package, looks, body and brains. The other two boys watched him and
Sean looked up into the sky, holding out his arms. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His body changed right before Chases eyes. He became
thicker, bigger. Hair formed on his flesh and his fingers became thick claws.
His handsome face changed too. His mouth pushed outward and became filled with
teeth. It took all of a full minute for the transformation to be complete. Even
in this form, Sean was beautiful. He stood upright and playful growled at
Chase, holding out his hands in a mock threat. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase couldnt take his eyes off him. Seeing Sean naked
first had an effect on Chase that he couldnt hide. The blonde boy was hot.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart and Jason started to undress. Chase looked at each of
them as they shed their clothes. Like Sean, they both faced Chase when they
were naked. Bart especially waited for Chase to look him over, his big dick
hanging low between his legs. Then they changed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Now three Werewolves faced him. Sean moved up to Chase and
lifted his arm up carefully with one clawed hand. He placed Chases hand on his
furred chest and Chase took the hint immediately. He started to stroke the
silky fur on Seans new form, loving the way it felt on his skin. Sean made a
muscle and Chases small hand gripped the solid bicep with awe. Bart moved
forward and pushed Sean out of the way. He offered his bicep to Chase and
growled when the boy squeezed it. Jason moved forward but Sean blocked his way.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They were fighting for Chases attention. Bart growled in
approval and snorted at Sean as Chase admired his body. He placed himself
between Sean and Jason so Chase couldnt see them. Chase ran his fingers into
Barts fur and felt the hard muscle of the boys chest. Bart pushed one of his
hands down until Chase found his big dick. He growled playfully as Chase
squeezed it and opened his jaws up and bit lightly as his shoulder. Chase
laughed as Barts rough tongue tickled his skin. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart stood up and flashed his big teeth at Chase as the boy
continued to hold his cock. Seans clawed hand came down on the back of Barts
head making him duck and pull away from Chase. Sean pushed Bart back with both
hands and growled.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Jason barked and nodded to the woods. He took off in a run
and Sean motioned for Bart to follow. Chase looked up at Sean. The boys eyes
were still the same he noticed. The Werewolf took him by the arm and gently
pulled him along. He released him and started to run slowly away. Chase
understood and took off after them at his full speed. Sean growled happily and
ran alongside him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael sat in the loft on his Sons bed with his eyes closed.
He used his power to keep track of Chase. The others had changed, that much he
knew, but Chase remained human; not that he had much choice. Michael reached
out and felt the joy his Son experienced with the older boys. He could tell
Chase was infatuated with them. That was no surprise, the boys were sent by
Silas for a reason. The trick was changing their allegiance from Silas to him.
Michael didnt think that would be a problem. He only needed one of them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He felt a shift in his power. A crack. The boys? He wasnt
sure. He rarely let any wolf on his property or even near it for that matter.
They all knew to avoid him. But there was something there. He was concentrating
on his Son so hard, he almost missed it. It was two miles or so away. What is
it? It was near Chase and the boys. Or was it from the boys? Michael couldnt
tell. He opened his eyes and realized he was standing up, fists ready and
growling. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Whatever it was, the beast in him didnt like it.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco grabbed Patrick by the arm and lifted him up. <b>HE
KNOWS!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>WHAT?</b> Patrick asked in surprise. <b>Were miles
away!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco flew into the air towing Patrick behind him. He
couldnt change into a bat without dropping his Thrall. Changing into an animal
had a way of masking his presence to a Werewolf. To them it was just another
animal, but in human form .well. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick clung to him tightly as the treetops fell below
them. Did the Alpha truly have that much power?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean stopped running. He turned to make sure Chase was
nearby. He looked into the woods and howled. Chase stopped with him, his face
flush but happy. Sean changed back into human form and stood naked in front of
him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Are you alright?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded, not understanding the question. The older boy
looked over his shoulder and the others came back, still in wolf form. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Did you two feel that? </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The wolves looked at each other and started to shake.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No!</b> Sean barked out. <b>Only you Jason!</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart stopped shaking and moved up to Sean while Jason
reverted back to human form. The change to human took almost as long as the
change to Werewolf. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What?</b> Jason asked.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You didnt feel that? Were not alone</b> He looked to
Bart who immediately began to sniff the air in all directions. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Alpha?</b> Jason asked. Sean shook his head but
moved to Chase. He sniffed the boys upper body. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No, its not him </b>he turned to Bart who was starting
the change back to human form. When it was complete he shook his head at Sean.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dude, all I can smell is the Alpha all over him</b> He
pointed to Chase. Sean looked around and put his arm around Chase. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Lets get him back. I dont like it here</b> He looked
at the smaller boy. <b>You get on my back, and you two follow behind, I want
the whole area scoped out!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>All three changed back into Werewolves and Chase climbed up
on Seans back. His arms hugged the hairy animal as Sean began to leap and run
back to the farm. Bart and Jason flanked him as they looked into the woods all
around for danger, but nothing happened.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael blocked their way, their clothes at his feet. Sean
moved up and carefully let Chase to the ground, making sure not to look into
the Alphas eyes. They changed back and reached for their clothes, none of them
moving near Chase. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I felt something in the woods</b> Sean said as he
pulled on his jeans. <b>I dont know what it was; it was only for a moment</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael said nothing. He hugged Chase and looked past the
trees in thought. He took him by the hand and began to walk back to the farm;
the three boys quickly followed behind.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They moved in silence until they came to the house. Chase
said his goodbyes to them and Sean told him about the carnival coming up. <b>We
can all go, if its alright with your Dad. Well have a blast. You can meet the
gang!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded and the boys bowed low before the Alpha. <b>Sir</b>
Sean said and walked backwards away from the big blonde man in reverence. About
a mile from the farm, safe from earshot of the Werewolf, Jason turned to Sean.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Someone should tell him. Before he meets the others</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean shook his head but Jason looked at Bart for support. <b>You
gonna volunteer?</b> Sean said sarcastically. <b>Maybe hell put his arm
around you and say Thanks Jason</b> <b>I had no idea my Son was gonna cause
me problems </b>Sean hugged Jason in demonstration. <b>Then if you smile real
wide, maybe he wont rip your head off and kick it across his farm! </b>He
turned to Bart and pushed him. <b>Here Chase, feel my big dick!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart laughed. <b>Hey he wanted it! You could feel it too,
thats why you flexed for him!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I didnt put his hand around my dick and let him play
with it! </b>Sean countered.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats because your dick isnt as big as mine! </b>Bart
took Seans hand and put it between his legs. <b>Is it?</b> He made Sean
squeeze it. <b>Huh? Is it?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean grinned and shook his head. <b>No, it isnt</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart put one arm around Sean and hugged him. He took his
hand away and noticed that Sean gave his big dick one more squeeze before he
pulled back. He leaned in and gave Sean a kiss on his face. <b>Dont be
jealous. You can play with it anytime you want!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean cuffed Bart and then Jason on the back of the head
gently. <b>You two keep this up and old Sean here is gonna need two new
friends!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im just saying is all</b> Jason replied, moving his
body to collide with Seans. Sean pushed him playfully back. Bart jumped in and
lifted Sean up by the waist and ran a few feet with him before throwing him in
the air. Sean landed like a cat and ran away, the other two in hot pursuit. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The wind ran through is blonde hair as he heard his two best
friends chasing after him. But Jason was right and Sean knew it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b><i>Someone really should tell the boy</i></b> he
thought to himself.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael lifted Chase in a big hug and nuzzled his small neck
with his face. It was midnight and Wendy and Emma were already asleep. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Is everything alright Dad?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael kissed his face. <b>Of course it is. Did you have
fun with them?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah, Sean is pretty cool. He says youre the Hulk!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael grinned. <b>Theyre just boys</b> he said, trying
to lessen the comment. But Chase pressed further.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>He says youre stronger than anyone</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael threw Chase high in the air and caught him with both
hands, holding him high above his head. He turned around the room slowly so
Chase spun in a circle like a propeller. He laughed with his Dad. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I am strong!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He dropped Chase and caught him in his arms, cradling him
like a baby. He kissed at the boys face. <b>I love you tiger</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love you too Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael trained Chase for the next few days. They ran in the
woods and practiced jumps. Chase seemed to excel greatly in running and Michael
knew his time was coming. The change would take hold of his Son soon. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean, Jason, and Bart came over each day and spent more and
more time with Chase. They watched from a healthy distance as the Alpha worked
with his Son and traded off with him every few hours when it was allowed.
Having the powerful Alpha so nearby was having an effect on the boys,
especially Sean. Bart continued to bow low whenever Michael came close, but he
stopped trembling in his presence, which for Bart was a big step. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean seemed to swim in the Alphas power, running close to
the man in the woods and crossing playfully to the other side from behind him.
Even in human form the man was more powerful than all of them together. He ran
alongside his Son, easily keeping up with the teenage boys. None of them moved
close to Chase or touched him unless directed by the Alpha. Michael wore only
jeans and a tee shirt, his feet bare as usual when in the woods. Chase was
fully dressed, not yet used to the hard ground. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They found a jutting rock in the woods and Michael told Sean
to move it. Sean looked at his friends for a moment and moved forward, wrapping
his clawed hands around a big section. He squatted down and heaved with all his
might. The rock trembled and the ground gave up and inch or so of the boulder.
Sean couldnt move it anymore. Michael looked at Jason who quickly looked away.
He wasnt as strong as either of his friends and Michael didnt embarrass him
by calling him out in front of them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You</b> he said, pointing to Bart. The bigger Werewolf
moved forward and knocked Sean playfully out of the way. He tilted his head
back and growled and took hold of the rock in his thick hands. Much more of the
stone came out of the ground but the earth held a steady grip on it refusing to
give it up. Bart let if fall back in frustration. He tried two more times.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael smiled at Chase. <b>See how strong a Werewolf can
be?</b> Chase nodded his head and Michael moved forward with a wink. Bart
jumped away and all four boys watched as Michael, in human form, took hold of
the rock with one hand. He squatted down and the muscles in his back rippled
with power. The rock was ripped from the ground! Heavy amounts of earth poured
inside the newly formed hole and Michael grunted loudly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The rock rolled up and flipped over. He wiped his hand off
on his jeans and grinned at Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>It even makes you stronger in human form</b> He looked
at the Werewolves and all three of them became suddenly busy with other things
in the area. Chase laughed and Michael made a muscle with the arm that lifted
the boulder. <b>Hulk smash!</b> he grinned. The love Chase had for him
literally oozed out of his body. The Werewolves shifted uneasily from foot to
foot at the display of raw power. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael pulled Chase on his back and told him to hold tight.
<b>You cant hurt me, so hold me as hard as you need to</b> He looked back at
the teenagers. <b>Keep up!</b> And with Chase on his back, Michael took off
in a blazing fury of speed. The stunned wolves looked shocked and bolted after
him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>After the boys left the farm Chase couldnt help but stare wantonly
at his Fathers big, sweaty body. The mans shirt was soaked and his jeans, as
usual, were tight around his powerful legs. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael felt his Sons desire and his beast stirred within. The
boys gaze washed over him like heating lamps on his flesh, and the Alpha came
awake. He reached out and took Chase by the hand to stand under the window to
the loft. He took him by the waist and heaved him up in the air.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase sailed like a light stone up to the second floor
window and instinctively dropped inside, landing perfectly on his feet. He was
getting used to jumping. A second later his Fathers massive body flew into the
room and landed beside him, the floorboards creaking with his heavy weight. As
he stood up Chases eyes went right down between his legs to the thick bulge
between them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You were great today</b> Michael said truthfully,
unable to ignore what his Son was so focused on. <b>Youre taking to this far
quicker than I thought you would</b> He made no attempt to hide his physical
desire for the boy but instead pushed his hips out slightly to draw attention
to his crotch. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase swallowed. He was close to his Dad and the heat from
the mans muscled body was getting too him. <b>You were incredible</b> He
looked at his Fathers hard biceps. <b>You really showed them up with the
boulder. Even in human form you were stronger than they were</b> His eyes ran
down the veins on his Dads hairy forearm. <b>With one hand no less! </b>Chase
felt his pulse quicken and he felt warm all over.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels big dick thickened up between his legs and
throbbed before Chases hungry eyes. The boy was doing it again. His lure was
calling to the beast deep inside Michael. His Son was pulling it out like he
did so many times before and Michael was losing his ability to maintain control.
It was becoming harder to keep his attraction for Chase in check and he knew
why. Chase was becoming stronger himself and his wolf was crying out for the
Alphas attention. The taste of his Sons cum flooded into his mind as he
remembered the boys powerful orgasm in the woods. He became hungry for it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He stepped forward. <b>Nothing will touch you as long as I
live </b>It was intended to come out as protective, letting Chase know how
much he loved him; but it was actually the Alpha that spoke instead. Michael
meant to say harm instead of touch. The possessive nature of the beast was
in control and it meant every word of it. Nothing would touch Chase if it had
anything to say about it..and it usually did. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Raw desire came out from the Alpha and washed over the dark
haired boy. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>That was it. Chase reached out and ran his small hands up
his Fathers mighty chest. It felt like stone under his fingers. He couldnt
fight his need for the man any longer. His lungs filled with the incredible
scent that came off his powerful body and Chase wanted nothing more than to
swim in it. His Dad reached down and lifted him up by the legs, wrapping him
around his waist. Chases legs clamped down and squeezed his frame as their
mouths came together hungrily. He sucked deeply on the warm tongue that the man
pushed roughly into his mouth and he moaned contently at finally being able to
taste him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael hugged Chase close to him as they kissed; his big
dick raging inside his pants. He gently moved his Son down until he literally
rested against it. He wanted the boy to feel it. He wanted him to think of
nothing else. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The stunt with the boulder had a purpose. He wanted Chase to
focus on him and not the others. There was a problem with Chase and Michael
would have to deal with it sooner than later. Having Silas in the picture
changed things and moved priorities around. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Werewolves were by nature, animals.very strong, hard to
kill and territorial animals. For them, it was all about dominance.dominance
in all things, social, political, and most importantly, sexual. From the
beginning of time dominance has best been displayed through the taking of a
mate; and taking a mate away from someone else; someone weaker. Werewolf packs
lived on a hierarchy of command, strongest to weakest. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was the weakest wolf but Son of the strongest. Added
to that, Chase was gay. This was the biggest problem of all and Michael knew
that every Werewolf would sense it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Having sexual attraction was a big problem for Werewolves,
who usually let the animal in them decide the outcome. This was why there were
few females in a pack. It took a strong Alpha to keep order so the wolves
wouldnt fight to the death over the right to mate with her. Females were
encouraged to have sex with multiple wolves in order to keep the peace and this
was something most would do anyway. The desire for children overcame any
inhibitions they had. The more sex they had, the greater the chance of bearing
offspring. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Having someone like Chase, a weaker wolf, show desire would
cause them to fight for his attention. It made no difference that they werent
gay themselves, that was irrelevant. It was all about the need to be desired,
to show that they were wanted above other wolves. This is why Bart moved Sean
out of the way and wanted Chase to feel his muscles. He wanted the boy to
desire him more than Sean, to show dominance over others. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But Michael was an Alpha and he marked Chase with his scent
for a reason. It was to remind the others who truly possessed the small wolf.
Crossing him would mean instant death and he wanted that to be foremost in
their minds when they were alone with his Son. He needed Chase to cast his
desire for male contact toward him and away from the other wolves. Order must
be maintained. And although that was true, there was a deeper truth. The wolf
in Michael wouldnt have it any other way. He was the most dominate animal
around, and if the boy wanted sex, the beast in Michael, was only more than
happy to give it to him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He moved his mouth down to his Sons neck and began to kiss
and lick at it as he moved to the bed. Chase was biting at his shoulder
hungrily and he could feel his Sons cock pulsing against him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad</b> he moaned, his black hair brushing Michaels
face. A deep growl escaped his throat before he could help himself. The beast
was coming out, as if the child commanded it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I can feel you</b> he said to Chase. <b>I feel your
eyes all over me. I can smell your sweat</b> Chase bite down hard on his
shoulder cap and Michaels dick almost tore out of his jeans. With amazing
strength, he ripped the boy off him and threw him on the bed. He grabbed his
own shirt and tore it from his body, the think fabric shredding apart like
paper. He saw Chases eyes run over his bare chest. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Then the child did a bad thing. He licked his lips. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels eyes flared with bright blue light. His primal
desire to mate with Chase took hold of him and he growled for attention,
casting his power out toward his Son. Chase didnt back down, he pulled off his
own shirt instead and fumbled to remove his pants. Michael watched impatiently
as his Son worked out of his clothing. He reached down and rubbed his bulging
crotch as he stared intently at Chase, who finally threw the last of his
garments aside. The boy crawled quickly off the bed and dropped to his knees. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He gripped his pants and pressed his face against the thick
mound between his Dads legs. His Father reacted with an approving growl,
thrusting his hips out at his Son. He felt the boys mouth open and his teeth
bite at his big dick. He grabbed the back of Chases head and pulled him
against his bulge, wanting to feed it to him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The air was thick with the sexual energy the Alpha gave off.
Chases lust was like fuel for the fire that seemed to multiply the big mans
power tenfold. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases tongue lapped at the thick denim fabric and he tried
to tear it open with his teeth. The smell from between his Fathers legs was
driving him mad. He never wanted anything more in his life and any other
thought was purged from his mind. The three sexy Werewolves that Chase had
spent so much time with were nothing but a fleeting glimmer in the back of his memory,
so far away; they may as well not have existed. He moaned against the heavy
meat, so close but yet so far. He became frustrated and for the first time in
his life, he growled.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael heard the sound and his dick jumped between his
legs. Like a childs first words, the proud Father was there to witness his
Sons beast coming to the surface. He let the boy work at his thick bulge for a
moment and then pushed Chase away by his head. He sprawled on the ground and
instantly moved to get back up when the Alphas supernatural muscle flared up. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Intense invisible power seemed to push at Chase and keep him
on the ground. He looked up into his Fathers glowing eyes for a brief moment
before he was compelled to look away. The incredible will of the man was too
much to take in. His Dad pointed to his feet and Chase was allowed to crawl
over to them and wrap his arms around his Fathers legs. His mouth began to
lick at one bare foot and his mouth watered at the taste. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha pushed Michaels control aside and gazed down at
the boy licking his feet. He watched intently as he moved from one to the other
and his dick was turning to stone at the sight. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase lapped at this Fathers big feet submissively. He
didnt care what part of the man he touched as long as he could touch him. His
tongue licked at the flesh as his hands ran up his Dads muscles legs. Chase
was almost on his stomach, the force his Father exerted on him was intense. As
the long minutes past he felt the mans power shift and the weight on his
shoulders left and Chase knew he was now allowed to kneel again. He lifted
slowly up, just in case he was wrong, but the pressure didnt come back. He now
faced his Dads bulging crotch again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael reached down and unsnapped his pants as his Son
knelt before him looking like he was dying of thirst. He tugged down the zipper
and pushed down his jeans until his big dick sprung out and slapped Chase in
the face. The boys mouth was already open and trying to catch the fat shaft
when the Alpha once more sent out his power. Chase instantly responded and
closed his mouth, hunching down with his head bent low. Michael growled as he
finished pushing down his pants and stepped out of them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He kept Chase at bay until he was ready. He stood before him
completely naked and ran one hand threw the childs dark hair. It was thick and
silky like he knew it would be. His big dick bobbed in the air and Chase looked
up sheepishly at it. The Alpha relaxed his power and Chase moved back up to
face his big prick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha snarled once, letting the child know to settle
down. The amount of lust in the room was palpable. Chase looked up at him and
his eyes told the Alpha he understood. He opened up his mouth and Michael felt
his Sons lips wrap around his heavy dick for the first time. The beast let out
such a low growl the floorboards shook. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases mouth exploded with the flavor of his Fathers big
cock. His saliva overflowed and ran down the enormous shaft that was stuffed in
his mouth. His tongue lapped at it and his lips gripped it possessively as he
sucked his Dads dick for the first time. His dream of being with his Dad was
finally happening and he didnt have to look down to see his own cock, hard as
steel and begging for attention. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He wanted to look up at the man but was afraid. He didnt
want his power to push him away again, especially when Chase finally had what
he wanted for so long. But as his mouth sucked at the hard flesh his courage
built up. Chase slowly turned his eyes up to his Dad. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man was so powerful. Chase could feel it in everything.
His massive muscles and rock hard body called out to him with desire and he
gazed right into the mans eyes. They glowed. Chases mouth clamped down and he
began to nurse on the mighty prick. His Fathers eyes did something unexpected.
They began to pulse in rhythm to Chases sucking!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They were connected like never before. He could feel his
Sons body like he possessed it. The boy was so small, so hungry for him. The
Alpha felt the hard tug at his dick as the boys mouth sucked deeply on
it.submissive, and on his knees. The beast was extremely pleased. This is how
it was supposed to be. The child was giving himself freely to him, like he
should. When their eyes locked Michael finally found his voice again.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Suck it!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase moaned at hearing his Dads words and his cheeks sunk
around the delicious meat in his mouth. He wanted to tell his Father how much
he loved him and how much he wanted this, but that would mean he would have to
stop sucking his Dads big dickand that wasnt going to happen. Instead he
wrapped his hands around the massive shaft and gripped tightly. He moaned
loudly and attempted to swallow his Fathers sweaty cock. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy choked on his dick and the Alpha smiled. He nodded
and let out a slight growl, wanting Chase to try again. He did. The beast felt
the boys throat attempt to open and engulf the massive prick that swelled
between his legs. But like the first time, he failed. He coughed and spit
dripped from his mouth and his eyes watered with the effort. The Alphas dick
seemed to grow a little larger in response. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases fingers couldnt get all the way around his Fathers
cock shaft. The man was just too big. His mouth was open to the limit, but in
the end, there was only so much of it he could take, no matter how hungry he
was for it. But the man was watching him and Chase knew what he wanted. He
tried to swallow him again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He coughed so hard the big dick left his mouth. Tears
streamed down his cheeks as he stuffed it back inside again. The Alpha smiled
at him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Just suck it boy</b> his deep voice commanded and just
like that Chase did as he was told. He stopped trying to do the impossible and
simply sucked the fat head of his Dads big dick. The man laughed gently down
at him but Chase knew he wasnt trying to be mean. His handsome face told him
everything he needed to know. This was his Dad! His very own Father! Chase
stopped being afraid and felt the mans love wash over him. He lifted himself a
little taller than before and stroked the throbbing shaft in his hands.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>For the next ten minutes Chase was allowed to make love to
his Fathers big dick with his mouth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco watched from far away. Was the beast actually going
to give in to the boy? Maybe he was weaker than he believed. More the better,
he thought. He could strike earlier than expected. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy was small and sucking the massive dick between his
Fathers legs was proving to be a problem. It didnt matter, DeMarco knew. The
child just needed to drink the Alphas thick cum for the bond to take hold.
Once complete the man would seal his life force with the boys. For a Werewolf
this meant many things, mostly it was a statement of total devotion. But for an
Alpha Werewolf it was a way of marking his conquest fully. Through his seed and
willpower, every other Werewolf would know who Chase belonged too. Right now
that feat was accomplished by scent alone. But that wouldnt be enough, not for
a weak wolf like Chase. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And DeMarco knew the Alpha had another goal, getting his Son
to change for the first time. If the bond between them was made at the same time,
it would be so much more powerful and the Alpha could control his Sons change
fluidly. The Alpha had already drunk from the child and used the one way
connection to keep track of the boys body, gauging his condition.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But the moon would be full soon and the power of the
Werewolf would be at an all time high. That would be the perfect time to bond
with the child, assure his smooth transition to beast, and mark him for
eternity as the Son of the Alpha Wolf. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But as DeMarco watched he had his doubts. The man was losing
control and enjoying his Sons mouth far too much. If he let the boy drink now
at his heightened state the bond would take place before the change and he
wouldnt have as much control. Right now Chase was still human and any bond
made would be from human to human. The Alpha only had one chance to get it
right. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He used his supernatural vision to watch the boy closely.
The Alphas massive prick gleamed with the boys spit but the vampire saw no
signs of cum. The Alpha had not orgasmed yet, although the boys efforts were
proving difficult to ignore. The large man shifted from foot to foot as he
watched the child suck on him. Even from where he sat over a mile away, DeMarco
could feel the power ebbing off the Alpha Wolf. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He never had that trouble with Patrick. The boy was a far
better cocksucker than young Chase but DeMarco never lost control. He dictated
when he came, when the teenager was fed and for how long he was allowed to suck
on him. That was the difference between him and the beasts. To DeMarco it was a
weakness, one he intended to exploit. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>If the bond between Father and Son occurred during the boys
change DeMarco could use it to destroy the Alpha by enthralling his child
instead. But the bond needed to be made when both were animals. If it happened
earlier and DeMarco struck, it was possible the Alpha could break free by
simply changing into a Werewolf. This was a risk he was willing to take because
it was unlikely that the Alpha would have another child anytime soon. If the wolf
came now, so be it!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked down at his Son with clouded vision. The boy
was so beautiful and the pleasure he created was travelling like waves up his
body and making his mind unfocused. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase</b> he managed to get out as the boys mouth worked
at his well-sucked cock. He reached down and ran one hand across the childs
perfect skin. It was soft to the touch and it made the hair on his forearm
stand on end. He took a fistful of hair and gently pulled his Son away.
Immediately he felt the change in the air. The boys protests reached him
through his power even before his face changed at the loss. Before Chase could
speak Michael pulled him back and began to rub his hard cock all over his face.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase breathed in the heavy scent of his Dads big prick and
balls and pressed against them, attempting to transfer as much of it to his own
body as possible. He lapped at the large, hairy balls whenever he was able,
moaning lustfully the entire time. The sweat from his Dads body tasted like
the sweetest honey and Chase couldnt wait to drink the mans cum. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael pushed the Alpha back with extreme effort. He
couldnt give in. Not yet. He reached down and lifted Chase to his feet. He
turned him around and pushed him to the bed, forcing him to lie on his stomach.
Chase immediately lifted his ass into the air. Michael didnt know if his Son
had ever been fucked, but right now that didnt matter. The boy wasnt able to
make decisions for himself. The power of the beast made sure of it. That was
the whole point of being an Alpha.control. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As he started to move closer he noticed a puddle of white
cream on the floor. Chase had cum! It must have happened while he was sucking
his big dick! He reached down and ran one finger through it and brought it to
his mouth. He shuddered at the flavor of the pure seed and swallowed it
hungrily. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He quickly moved behind his Son and spit in his hand. He ran
it up the boys smooth ass pushed a wet finger inside. Chase groaned in
pleasure.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Please Dad</b> the boy begged him. Michael put his
heavy cock against his Sons ass and slowly stroked it up and down between his
soft cheeks. His dick throbbed as he lined it up and began to push it in. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase cried out in both pleasure and pain as his Dads
massive prick began to open him up. The pressure was getting intense but he
didnt want him to stop.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha felt the boys discomfort and he cast out his
power. It washed over Chase and instantly he began to relax. Michaels big dick
sunk past the tight muscle and a good two inches thrust inside Chase making him
groan in pleasure. He took hold of the kids hips and began to fuck him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You like that Son? You like my big dick?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase moaned loudly and he pushed back against his Dad. Michael
leaned over him and held himself up by his thick arms. He smiled at Chase. <b>Whos
your Daddy boy?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And with that Chase came!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His hard dick shot for the second time in so many minutes.
He couldnt get over the intense power that radiated from his Dad. He threw his
head back and moaned loudly as he came and the Alpha watched him intently,
biting down gently on his shoulder as he did. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As soon as Chase unloaded the Alpha did the unexpected. He
willed the boy down and watched as his Son slumped to the bed and closed his
eyes moments later. He continued to thrust steadily inside him for a few
minutes, moving his big dick in and out of Chases ass. He wanted to cum so bad
but he knew he couldnt. It would be so easy, just to let go, but his desire to
fully bond with the boy would have to wait. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He pulled out his throbbing cock and stroked it over his
Sons prone body. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco watched from his perch as the Alpha stroked his huge
prick with one hand. It took only a moment before he saw huge amounts of white
cream erupt from the mans heavy cock and rain down on the boy below him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hes stronger than I thought</b> He watched as the
Alpha finished and shook the last of his cum on the boy. He left for a moment
and came back with a towel to clean Chase up. He couldnt afford for the boy to
get any of his cum yet, DeMarco knew. It wasnt the right time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But it would be very soon. And he would be ready.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When the night of the carnival arrived the whole family was
excited. Emma spent most of the day telling Chase what rides she was going on.
She didnt remember going the year before but she pointed at the flyer, filled
with images of massive rides, as if she did. Chase promised to go on any ride
she wanted much to her extreme pleasure. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They piled into the car, taking blankets and food just in
case they wanted to sit outside and look at the carnival lights from the field
nearby. Chase watched the trees move past as they drove. The farm was far away
from everyone else and he knew it was going to take a while to get to the
carnival. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>About halfway there something happened. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael felt it run through his mind like a rake through
sand. He pulled the car over and sat very still while Emma, Wendy and Chase
waited. Emma was the first to speak up but her mother quickly covered her mouth
and turned to Chase to motion for him to be silent as well. About three minutes
past by before Michael did anything.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He turned to Wendy and then to Emma. <b>Im going to meet
you at the carnival in a little while. I want you to go with your mother and
brother and wait for me there</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Emma just looked at him, not sure what to say. He turned to
Chase and told him to look after his little sister and do whatever Wendy said.
Then he kissed her on the mouth and told her to drive away. He got out and
waited until she took his place in the drivers seat. He smiled to Chase and
Emma and patted the top of the car until they left.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He turned toward the woods, and his eyes began to glow. It
was getting late; the sun had maybe another forty minutes or so left before it
dipped below the ground. He began to run past the trees, his nose sniffing at
the air until he found what he was looking for.the smell of human blood.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase, Wendy, and Emma parked at the carnival. Light and
sounds of rides and laughter filled the air. Emma squealed in delight as she
bounded from the car, forgetting her Dad wasnt with them. She grabbed Chase by
the hand and pulled him along. Wendy assured Chase that his Dad would be
alright and it was best to do whatever he said. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Once inside they hit the first four rides in quick
succession. Wendy thought it best to distract little Emma until her Father
could arrive, and Chase agreed. She knew her Dad was a Werewolf but she had
never seen him fully change.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean, Bart and Jason were there and even though Chase wasnt
introduced to everyone, he knew they werent the only Werewolves in the area.
They nodded to Wendy and said hello to Emma. Wendy thought it would be a good
idea if they went off on their own for a while so she could get something to
eat with Emma. Chase was made to promise that he would return to take her on
the Ferris Wheel in an hour and he had to cross his heart in a vow of extreme
trust before little Emma would allow him to leave. Sean laughed from behind her
as the ritual took place. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart was the best at throwing baseballs at their targets. He
won the biggest prize and carried it around proudly as all the girls looked on
and cheered. The feeling of sex was in the air and Chase could feel it with his
newly born abilities. The girls were attracted to the Werewolf boys like flies
to honey. But Chase wasnt interested in them. He would rather watch Bart heave
the big hammer over his head in an attempt to ring the bell at the top. The
boys heavy biceps flared out with each swing and Chase gazed at him appreciatively.
This wasnt lost on Bart who flexed and winked at him every few minutes,
soaking in the attention. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Jason and Sean meanwhile were almost beating the girls off
in droves as two or three would tangle themselves up in one of the boys arms
lovingly. Sean was by far the most popular boy Chase had ever seen. Bart came
over and wrapped an arm around Chase and grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Like that huh?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase smiled back and Bart pulled him to a haunted tunnel
ride nearby. He told Sean to wait for them and threw him his stuffed animal
prize to hold. Once in the dark, Bart pulled Chase too him and put his hand
between his legs. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Why dont you play with that</b> he said in Chases ear
and grinned when the boys fingers began to rub at his thick bulge. <b>You
ever think about sucking me? </b>Chase didnt answer but when a light flared
up Bart could see he was blushing. <b>Its alright Chase. I dont mind</b>
The ride took a list to one side and then quickly righted itself. The small car
pulled up to the end but they had to wait a moment for the car ahead of them to
unload. Bart asked him again. <b>You think about it? </b>This time Chase
nodded. The car went forward and they had to get out. Bart pulled Chase in
front of him and pressed his dick against the boys ass. He leaned down and said,
<b>Well have to find some alone time</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When they came out Sean immediately looked between Barts
legs at his bulging mound. He rolled his eyes up and threw his stuffed animal
at him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Here Romeo! Looks like youll need this</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart grinned and shrugged his shoulders but used the prize
to cover his condition up.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase left for a few minutes to grab a drink and on the way
back decided he would try his hand at the baseball game as well. No one was
around to see him, so he didnt feel any pressure. He paid, picked up the first
ball and missed by a mile. He lifted the second and before he could throw it
someone spoke behind him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre doing it all wrong</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase turned around and saw the most handsome boy he had
ever laid eyes on. No, handsome wasnt the right word. Sean was handsome, his
Father was handsome; this boy was beautiful. His skin was flawless, perfect in
every way. He had thick curly brown hair that framed his smiling face. His body
was built to perfection, with broad shoulder and sexy arms. The Werewolf boys
oozed sex with their rough exteriors and school yard bully ways, but this boy
was untouched by violence. No scars or evidence of any fights marked his body.
He was like a model from a magazine. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Here, let me show you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He moved behind Chase and ran one strong hand up his arm and
wrapped his fingers around Chases. He put his other hand around his waist and
pressed lightly against the boy. He pulled back Chases arm and slowly moved it
forward.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Like this</b> he leaned down and smiled at Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase felt like he was in a dream. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Try it now</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But Chase didnt want to try it. He didnt want the boy to
move away or stop touching him. Before he could help himself, his head betrayed
him and he nodded. The teenager moved back and Chase threw the ball, not really
concentrating on anything but the boy behind him. The ball hit the target this
time. Not all of the pins fell down though. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Want me to finish it off?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase turned, speechless. He didnt understand. The boy
smiled and pointed to the pins. <b>Want me to knock the rest down?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Oh</b> Chase said. <b>Sure </b>He moved out of the
way and watched as the sexy teenager took the last ball and threw it expertly
at the pins. His brown curly hair waved in the air as the tossed the ball and
the big muscles in his arms, shoulders and back seemed to call out to Chase. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The pins fell. All of them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy turned to Chase. <b>Pick out your prize</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But Chase already had. He was looking at it. Thoughts of
Seans handsome face and blonde hair, and Barts big muscles and even bigger
dick, were eliminated from his mind as the beautiful boy stood before him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He laughed at Chase and turned to the man behind the
counter. He pointed to a stuffed bear. <b>That one</b> He handed it to Chase
with a bright smile. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im Patrick</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy was worried about Michael. He had done this before and
it never turned out well. Duties as the Alpha kept coming into their lives and
although Silas was around it seemed like the bigger the problem the less the
man was able to deal with it. Which meant Michael was called next. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A woman past her as she ate with Emma at a table. They
looked in each others eyes and Wendy knew she was a Werewolf. She hadnt seen
her before but that meant nothing. The woman nodded her head in
acknowledgement. Wendy nodded back. She knew the woman would sense the Alphas
mark on her. Sometimes this led to problems especially if the woman was new to
the area, but the carnival was packed and a fight was unlikely in this setting.
Still she watched the woman. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase had been seen.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Werewolves from another pack were at the carnival, hunting
for girls, food and more girls. Three of them, in their early twenties, saw
Chase with Sean, Bart and Jason. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was watching Bart swing the hammer and the wolf called
Quinn felt the boys desire for Bart. He could feel it from thirty feet away.
The boy was looking at Barts muscles and getting aroused by it. Quinn reacted
as did the other two with him. He breathed in the air. The boy was a Werewolf
too, but one Quinn had never seen. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He made a loud noise and the dark haired boy turned for a
moment to look at him. Quinn watched the boys eyes look him over and felt the
sexual energy now directed at him, if for only a moment, before he turned back
to Bart. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Quinn growled low, his friends bumping into him from both
sides, riled up by his anger. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im Chase </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They shook hands and Chase felt weak in the knees as Patrick
took hold of his hand. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre new here </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded. <b>Im visiting my Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick wasnt a Werewolf, Chase could tell. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im new myself</b> Patrick said. <b>Im visiting
my..Dad.as well</b> He looked over his shoulder to the crowd for a moment. <b>You
wanna go on a ride with me?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase would have followed him anywhere on earth, but instead
of admitting that he nodded and said, <b>Yeah, sure!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They stood in line for the roller coaster. Chase had already
been on it with Sean and the boys but he didnt tell that to Patrick. They
climbed in the back car five minutes later and laughed as it slowly worked its
way up the steep hill. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love this</b> Patrick said. <b>It feels like
flying!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He put his arm around Chases shoulder and Chase leaned
against him. The car raced down the hill with thunderous speed and both of them
screamed in delight as the wind cut through their hair and took the breath from
their mouths. As the car hurled around a turn Chase was pushed hard against
Patrick, but the boy simply smiled at him and pulled him tighter with his arm. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase smiled back, totally in love. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>After the ride Chase looked down at his watch. It was almost
time to ride with Emma! He had to leave.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Patrick, Im sorry. Im here with my.family</b> he
hesitated, not used to thinking of them like that. <b>And I promised my little
sister Id go on a ride with her</b> He wished it were otherwise but he had no
choice. He didnt want Patrick to leave though so he said, <b>You can come
too!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick shook his head. <b>Its alright. Ill be around for
a while </b>He took a card out with a phone number on it. <b>Here, call me
sometime. Id love to see you again. I work in the day but Im free every
night</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked at it, stuffed it in his pocket as his mind
raced with a way to keep Patrick with him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Are you sure you wont come?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Nah. Its cool though</b> He reached up and ran one
hand down Chases arm and wove their fingers together. <b>Id rather be alone
with you anyway</b> Patrick gave him a deep look and a soft smile. <b>If
thats cool with you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was partially frozen in Patricks lustful gaze. He
blinked and nodded his head. <b>Yeah!...I mean sure</b> he tried not to sound
so desperate.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well, its a date then</b> Patrick grinned. He stepped
back and did the most sexy thing Chase had ever experienced. He pulled at
Chases hand until it bumped into his thighright next to the large bulge
between his legs. His eyes spoke volumes. <b>Ill wait for you to call</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase stood with his mouth open, unable to reply. He watched
Patrick walk away and disappear into the crowd. He didnt know how long he
stood there until he heard a familiar voice.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He turned and little Emma was there at his side, tugging at
his arm. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You ready to go?</b> she asked.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He smiled. <b>Sure Emma</b> His mind still on Patrick. He
looked up and saw Wendy waving from a distance. She was talking to another
woman and looked away after Chase saw her and waved back. <b>Lets go</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They moved toward the Ferris wheel, hand in hand and almost
made it there until Quinn stopped them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Without a word, two big boys took hold of Chase by the arms
and pulled him away from Emma. Quinn followed as they carried him quickly away.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>HEY!</b> Emma shouted after them. They paid her no
attention. She looked around for her mother but didnt see her. There were so
many people she didnt know where she was. She ran after her brother and the
other boys. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase pulled at them but they were far stronger than him. He
tried to kick them but one of the boys punched him in the face. He knew they
were Werewolves. He could smell it.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Emma did her best to keep up but she was losing ground. She
saw them punch at Chase and ran faster.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Once in the woods they threw Chase to the ground and started
to kick him. One of them caught Chase in the gut and made it impossible for him
to speak. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Cruising the park?</b> Quinn asked and kicked him in
his back. Chase tried to cry out but could only grunt in pain. <b>We dont
like your kind here!</b> He punched Chase in the face hard. Chase saw stars
and felt himself pulled up to his feet. Someone punched him again and he flew
through the air and landed on his back. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The beating went on for an eternity. Chase felt their heavy
fists and big feet hammer at him from every angle. Whenever he tried to speak
they drove the wind from his lungs in a variety of painful fashions. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Emma ran up to Quinn and kicked at his leg. He looked down
at her and picked her up, tossing her aside. She landed on her feet but
stumbled and fell to her back. She looked up at them, getting back to her feet
and started to scream!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There had been many questions that Chase had when he first
met his Father at the train station; most of which remained unanswered. Of
course some of the bigger questions were no longer mysteries to him, like where
his sudden strength came from, why he could run so fast, and why he needed to
stay with his Dad for a while. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There was a big question that gnawed at his mind, however.
Why had his Father left his mom and married Wendy?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>That question had now been answered. Not by Wendy or
Michael, but by four year old Emma.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Seeing her big brother beaten by the older boys terrified
her. Her shrilled voice ripped through the air in a way that only little girls
could do. Her hands were on her face, holding her head in fright as she watched
the boys hurt Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>After that, everything else happened almost at the same
time.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Thick tree roots exploded from the ground! About ten of them
formed a barrier over Chase, wrapping around his supine body from both sides
and weaving themselves into a wooden blanket about two feet above him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Others shot out near the Werewolves. The biggest boy took
one through his right thigh. He screamed as the sharp wooden root punctured his
flesh and came out the other side. He reached down to pull it out but his
wrists were seized by smaller roots that circled around him and yanked his arms
up in the air.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The second Werewolf was thrown against a tree. The roots
quickly wrapped around his whole body and the massive truck and began to
squeeze. He screamed in fright and tried to pull away, but the roots were far
stronger. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Quinn attempted to run but his legs became tangled in heavy
vines that sprung up all around him. They moved up his legs and pulled him down
as roots took hold of his arms and snapped the bones in them. His screams
drowned out the others.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked at Emma. She was still screaming but something
startling happened. Heavy branches grew instantly out of the ground with sharp
thorns that cut the air as the wind past by. There were drops of fluid that
came out of them, and he could smell the intense odor; it was poison. They
circled little Emma and Chase felt his heart jump in fear she would be killed. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But they didnt hurt her! </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They made a perfect barrier, separating her from the others,
all the thorns pointed away from her. He looked up at the roots above him. Both
of them were being protected!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Werewolves screamed in agony as Chase made his way out
of the cave of tree roots and moved toward Emma. He stopped about three feet in
front of her, unable to touch her without getting scratched. He turned to the
Werewolves and he noticed the big tree roots that had moments ago covered him,
were now moving into a wall between the two parties. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Emma was doing this! She was keeping everyone separated!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Emma!</b> he shouted at her, but she kept screaming. <b>Its
alright! Stop it!</b> He held out his arms to her but she shook her head and
continued to scream. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>One of the wolves howled and Chase heard the sharp sound of
bone breaking as one of his legs was bend away from him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt know what to do! He had no powers that could
combat the whole forest! He ran up to the first Werewolf and pulled at the
roots, trying to free the boy. One of them snapped off, but before Chase could
take hold of another, three more replaced the one he removed. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Help!</b> he cried out to anyone. The Werewolves were
going to die and there was nothing he could do. He spun around to Emma. Maybe
if he could knock her out, all this would stop. He looked around for something
to get past the thorn bushes with. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Emma! No!</b> He shouted.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And then everything did stop. Emma stopped screaming and she
moved to run! Chase shouted for her to stop, holding his hand out for her to
stay in place. The thorns would rip her apart! </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But they didnt. Instead they flowed like water and parted,
allowing her to pass freely. He watched her run out and followed her with his
eyes until he saw what she saw.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She stood near a tree, her arms extended toward Emma. She
scooped the little girl up in a hug and gripped her tight.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its alright Emma! Im here now!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy looked over Chase and saw he was alright. She waved
her hand in the air and the thorn bushes and wall of roots were instantly
pulled back into the ground. Dirt billowed up in a cloud at the sudden movement,
but otherwise.they were simply gone!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She came up to Chase and hugged Emma tight one more time. <b>Take
her back to the park and wait for me by the Farris wheel. Ill be there soon!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was stunned. Everything had happened so quickly his
mind didnt have time to process any of it. He only knew one thing for
sure..Wendy wasnt human!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But </b>he started, but she thrust Emma into his arms.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Go! Ill deal with them. You have to get cleaned up
quick before your Father finds you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Why?</b> he asked, his mind just starting to function.
Wendy walked away from him toward the Werewolves.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Because hell kill them!</b> She pointed to the
carnival. <b>GO NOW!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase fled with Emma in his arms as Wendy made the roots
halt in the torture of the three wayward wolves.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Fools! Hes the Alphas Son! What were you thinking?</b>
She waved her hand and the roots untangled from the wolves and disappeared into
the ground. They lay at her feet, broken, bleeding and crying out in pain. Quinn
passed out moments after, and Wendy motioned for the other two to help him. <b>We
have to hurry! If you want to live, youll do what I say!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was breathing hard. His body hurt from the punches and
kicks but he was too pumped up to care at the moment. Emma was still crying but
her face was buried in his neck as he held her tight. He kept telling her that
everything was alright and he was fine but she never spoke. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was almost thirty minutes before Wendy came back. She
took Emma away from him and looked him over.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Go find a bathroom and wash up. Use as much soap as you
can. Run it over your clothes and hair if you have too. Their scent must be
masked</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded and looked around until he saw a sign for the
restroom. He took off and did as she asked. He came back ten minutes later
looking disheveled and bruised. Wendy took his hand and led him away.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Time to go. Maybe well get lucky and we wont see him..</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She almost finished her sentence when Michael appeared in
front of them. His eyes running over Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>WHO DID THIS TO YOU?</b> his voice boomed out. Wendy
grabbed Chase by the arm and squeezed tight. Chase was so surprised by his
Fathers appearance he couldnt speak. Michael bent down and began to sniff at
him. He took hold of Chases arms and smelled were the blood had dried. His
eyes bore into him but Chase was speechless.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Emmas face was still buried against Wendys shoulder when
Michael moved to her and sniffed her as well. Chase could feel the rage
rippling off his Dads body and he took a step back in fear. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Time to go </b>Wendy repeated herself. She pointed to
the woods. <b>In there</b> she said to Michael. He looked up in the same direction
and squinted his eyes to see deep into the forest. He pushed past them and she
used the opportunity to take Chase again and yank him forward. <b>Were
leaving now!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked back to see his Dad running toward the woods.
Wendy picked up the pace and told Chase to focus on where they were. They made
it to the car and she started it, driving off even before he belted Emma in.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Why are we leaving?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She didnt look at him as she wove the car quickly through
the parked vehicles and out to the open road. <b>We have to get away from
your Dad. The distance to get home will buy us some time. Once we get back, you
take your clothes off, get in the shower and scrub yourself raw. Use all the
soap you can while I wash your things</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She said everything so calmly and Chase knew she had been
through this before. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael bolted into the woods and sniffed the air. The
darkness meant nothing to him, his eyes saw everything. The area was thick with
foliage. He ran deeper and deeper, smelling everything. He knew his Son and
Daughter had been here! There were others toobut where? The vines pulled at
his legs. There were so many of them! He took in a deep breath and sneezed!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The heavy odor of flowers filled up his sensitive nose and
Michael shook his head as if to make them go away. He sneezed again. He looked
around and saw the problem. He was so focused on finding people he didnt
notice the plants. They were everywhere! Thick heavy plants dripping with honey
and nectar. Flowers that filled the ground seemed to thrive all around him. The
smell was overwhelming.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>This was impossible! The sunlight didnt come down this far.
There was only one way these plants could grow like this. He threw his head
back and howled before he shouted her name in frustration.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>WENDY!!!!!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase had been in the shower for thirty minutes. Wendy had
taken his clothes along with Emmas and washed them in hot soapy water. He
found her in the living room burning a few cinnamon sticks on the stove in a
pot of water. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He looked at her. <b>Who are you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She smiled at him and smoothed out her shirt against her
pants. <b>Dont you mean, what am I?</b> Chase frowned and she motioned for
him to come inside. He sat on the sofa and she brought him a hot mug of tee
flavored with honey. <b>Drink this, youll feel better</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She was right. The warm fluid was like a rich, soothing
blanket to his body. His aches and pains seemed to lessen as the tea made its
way to his stomach. He looked down at the cup in surprise and Wendy laughed. <b>The
Werewolf in you would heal almost any wound given time but nothing beat a good
glass of tea</b> Her eyes twinkled and then she shrugged. <b>Alright, so I
cheat a little</b> She nodded to the mug. <b>It has some plant extract that
numbs pain and helps the healing process</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase drank some more as she spoke.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase, your Father loved your mother very much, even
after I met him. But you have to understand what he is. Your Dad isnt just a
Werewolf, hes an Alpha. The Alpha technically</b> She took in a deep
breath. <b>Being married to a human woman would have been impossible for
someone like him. Werewolves fight for mates. They kill each other in fact.
Your mother would have been murdered by them to claim your Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hes the Alpha! He could protect her!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><br>
Wendy shook her head. <b>Chase, for a Werewolf to give birth to a healthy baby
takes a great deal of willpower and luck. A female will mate with as many
wolves as she can in the hopes of having a child. That desire overrides
anything else. Even the fear of retaliation by your Dad. Your mother would have
been killed just for the chance for others to mate with him. The animal in them
would take the risk</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But youre not a Werewolf</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She shook her head. <b>No Im not. Im a Druid Priestess</b>
She let that sink in for a moment. <b>My people are creatures of nature. We
can control it, speak to it and in times of stress </b>she looked up the
stairs to Emmas room. <b>we can make it kill for us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His eyes followed Wendys. <b>Emma?</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy nodded. <b>In my time with your Father, Ive had
three attacks from female wolves. Two by the same woman</b> She looked away
from Chase. <b>I finally had to kill her. She left me no choice. I was
pregnant with Emma and she could smell it on me. I wish there was another way
but believe me, I couldnt find one</b> She waved her hand around. <b>Thats
one of the reasons we live out here. No one can sneak up on us, not as long as
Im here. The plants wont allow it</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was dumbfounded.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Of course they still come by to ask him to mate with
them</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases eyes went wide. <b>What?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She nodded. <b>Chase you have to understand who your Father
is. He is the most powerful Werewolf in this area. The others flock to him for
protection and the women come to him for children. If he doesnt comply things
can get violent and he would have to kill them when the fever to breed takes
them over</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She patted his leg reassuringly. <b>Hes mated with almost
every female wolf that lives here. Some come from very far away to beg for
his</b> she hesitated. <b>seed</b> She smiled. <b>Having a child by an
Alpha wolf would produce a very powerful child</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>So I have other brothers and sisters?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No, I dont think so. Having a child as a female
Werewolf is very hard. Having a child as powerful as Michael is so rare, its
almost impossible. That doesnt stop them from trying though. You see only an
exceptionally strong woman can stop the change on her own. It takes an Alpha to
keep the change at bay; but even then he has to be very powerful. Like your
Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>So why doesnt he do it? </b>Chase asked.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Because he isnt their mate; I am</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase took another drink. <b>So he tries to impregnate them
and then its up to them to have the baby on their own?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She rocked her head from shoulder to shoulder. <b>Well,
its a little more complicated than that but in a nutshell, yes. The local
wolves have Silas and its up to him to stop the change. I dont think hes
been successful yet</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Before Chase could ask anything else the door opened with a
bang and Michael stood in the frame, his anger evident on his face.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hi honey</b> Wendy said with a soothing voice. <b>Want
some tea?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His eyes flared at her. He said nothing but came up to Chase
and pulled him to his feet. He sniffed at the boy, lifting up his arms and
breathing through his black hair. Chase allowed him to move him around until
he was done. He let him go suddenly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What did you use all the soap in the house?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt answer; he just stared at the big man. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Where are your clothes? </b>As if on cue, a bell
sounded and Wendy spoke up.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Coming out of the dryer now </b>she replied. Michael
turned to her and closed the distance until he was inches apart. His eyes
flared with power and his chest puffed out in dominance. She reached up and
stroked his handsome face with one small, soft hand. <b>Oh angel, save your
power.Im immune </b>She walked past him and patted his back. <b>Did you
forget?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael didnt turn to her or make any attempt to stop her. <b>Ill
leave you two to talk. Please dont wake Emma, shes had a rough day</b> And
with that, she walked up the stairs leaving Chase and Michael alone.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Who hurt you? </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase shook his head slowly. <b>I dont know Dad; Ive
never seen them before</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael lifted Chase up and hugged him tight. <b>I love you
so much</b> He kissed at his black hair and rubbed his face into his Sons
neck.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase felt his Dads muscled arms hold him possessively. He
hugged him back. The powerful aura of the man was overwhelming and it was making
Chase hard. His Father began to carry him toward the front door and a short while
later they were in the loft; Chase still wrapped up in Michaels arms. He was
pulled back until Father and Son were face to face, and then his Dad kissed his
mouth fully. Chase took the mans warm tongue inside and sucked it hungrily. He
felt so safe in his arms. He felt.sleepy. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Never in his life had he felt so suddenly tired. Before he
could even say anything his head rested on his Fathers broad shoulders and his
arms slumped to their sides. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael waited until his Son was out. He carefully lay the
small boy down on the bed and covered him up. He kissed his face several times
as he stroked his dark hair with one hand. He put Chase to sleep with his
power. He could feel the boys desire for him rising to the surface and he
didnt have time to that now. His mind was on something else tonight. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love you tiger. Dont ever forget that</b> He stood
up and went to the loft window, peering out into the darkness. A deep growl
rolled out of his throat and ran toward the trees. The animal was daring anyone
to approach.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>No one did.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He looked back once more to his sleeping Son and turned off
the lights before leaping out of the window and down to the ground. He moved
back into the house to deal with Wendy.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Cute stunt you pulled in the woods tonight</b> He stood
at the foot of the bed as Wendy looked at him innocently from under the covers.
She creased her brow in mock ignorance.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Stunt? I dont know what youre talking about</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He threw his shoulders back. <b>My hairy Werewolf ass!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy laughed. <b>I like your hairy ass</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels eyes flashed with light. <b>You think because you
can make a few plants grow you have the right to interfere?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy pouted sweetly and lifted up on her elbows to look at
him. <b>Oh Michael, I can make more than just plants grow</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He reached down and pulled off the covers. She watched as he
kicked off his shoes and pulled off his shirt. He was so big, so handsome. He
pushed his pants down and threw them to the side, his massive prick jutting out
from between his legs. He climbed on the bed, towering over her.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy wasnt scared. She had been through this before. She
lay back down as he took hold of the white tee shirt she was wearing and ripped
it apart. She didnt mind, the shirt was his. She wasnt wearing any panties
and was now naked in front of him. He roughly pulled apart her legs and moved
to penetrate her. She reached up and ran her hands over his muscled chest as he
sunk his big dick inside her cunt. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She cried out in pleasure and tried to pull him down to her
but he resisted. He grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head as he
began to pump into her.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Look at me! </b>he growled at her. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She looked at his incredible body above her. He wanted to
dominate her. Remind her who was in charge. She looked at his beautiful eyes
and moaned. He had an angry look on his face but it didnt make any difference
to her. She had what she wanted and she knew he would never hurt her. It was
the threat that was important to him and she knew how to play the game better
than anyone. She wrapped her legs around his waist as he opened her up with his
heavy dick.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Fuck me</b> she cried out.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael growled in her face and dipped into her, the bed
creaking under his weight. His power washed over her as he let his dominant
nature out. If any other wolves had been in the area, they would have lay on
the ground in submission. But Wendy really was immune. Her Druid nature blocked
his power although she could feel what he was trying to do. Her head rocked
from side to side as he plowed into her body. She cried out in pleasure, rousing
the beast in him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You will obey me!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She nodded. <b>Of course my love. Of course</b> she lied. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy came three times before he let her sleep. He made her
look at him each time she came. She finally passed out in exhaustive pleasure
as she felt her well-fucked pussy fill with his warm cum. The last thing she remembered
was hearing him growl arrogantly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He sat on the edge of the bed and looked back at his wife.
She was out. Michael had pushed her over the edge and taken out his aggressions
on her. Her small body was spent and it would be a few days before she would
have her full strength back again. He stood up and pulled on some shorts and
checked on Emma. She was asleep still, so small and so fragile. He kissed her
head and she stirred, turning to the other side. He covered her up and patted
her shoulder.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was still asleep as well. He could feel the boy no
matter where he was. The bond that Michael had with him allowed him to sense
his Sons state when he was close like this. If he was farther away, Michael
would have to reach out and find him, but that was just a matter of
concentration if nothing else. His big fingers ran lightly over the bruises on
his Sons face. Already they were healing. When Chase started to change, wounds
like these would heal within minutes instead of days. Some Werewolves would
change to speed that up even more, altering their bodies until the injuries
were healed and then reverting back to human. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He walked outside to the window under the loft. It wasnt
quite morning yet. The sun hadnt come up but the darkness was moving away. He
looked up and leaped.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was sleeping soundly in his bed, in the same position
Michael left him in. He kissed the beautiful boy once and smiled when Chase
rolled toward him. He put one arm around him and hugged him, letting his Son smell
his body. The boy moaned contently in his embrace and Michael stroked his hair
lovingly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was upset for a number of reasons. Wendys actions
saved the lives of some stupid Werewolves but the truth was Michael was more
upset about something else.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He felt it when they drove to the carnival. The Alpha in him
felt the great disturbance and he had no choice but to follow his instincts.
There was only so much control that he had over his beast. There were some
things that Michael just wasnt powerful enough to contain. Innocent children
were one of them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He smelled the blood as soon as he hit the woods. His ran
deeper, following the smell for about a mile until he found an open area with
six homes. It was a small community and Michael could tell instantly that
Werewolves lived here, apart from the rest of civilization. He sniffed the air
and let out his power as he let his body change.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Werewolf in him was out. His heavy, hairy limbs moved
easily around the homes, searching for others. There had been a fight here. A
great battle and Michael was ready to defend himself.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He found the first four bodies on the side of the house.
Four adult men were dead, blood everywhere. He sniffed at them and knew they
were wolves. He didnt know them personally but he had felt their presence
around town. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There was a pile of ash nearby that confused him. The side
of the house was scorched and Michael didnt have an explanation for it.
Whatever it was left quickly, because the ground was untouched by flame. He
used his power to call out any wolves in the area. A lesser wolf would be
compelled to answer him. No one came.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>In total seven men, two women and four children were dead.
The strange scorch marks were randomly placed on trees and homes, wherever
there was blood. Some of the people were so badly injured the he couldnt tell
who they had been in life. He searched everywhere, sniffing the air for any
clues. There were so many scents and so much blood that he had a hard time
separating them. The Alpha in him knew its own however, and his mind locked on
to the other scents, filing them away for future recall. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He lifted his head and growled loudly, challenging anyone to
come out. He looked around, his supernatural eyes seeing everything. He turned
slowly. Nothing. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Or was there? </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His ears picked it up first. A whimper. Small, afraid. He
sniffed quickly; discarding the scents he knew didnt belong. He moved toward
the sound. A house at the end of the circle called to him. He kicked the door
open and looked around. Nothing moved. He sniffed and felt the terror wash over
him. Someone was here!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He bellowed a great roar and banged his fists against the
walls in fury. Someone started to cry. He leaped forward and bounded up the
stairs until he came to a room at the end of the hall. The floor creaked with
his tremendous weight and he crashed through the weak wooden door like a
freight train.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A little boy, no more than Emmas age was huddled in the
corner, a blanket over his tiny body. Tears ran down his face as he looked at
Michael. The animal looked around and felt with his power. They were alone. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael couldnt stand up all the way, the room didnt
permit it. He pulled back his power and changed back into a man.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its alright son. I wont hurt you</b> He reached out his
hand and smiled at the terrified boy. It took a moment before the child
responded but he wiped his face and pushed the blanket off. He reached out and
let Michael lift him up in the air and hug him to his muscled frame. <b>I
wont let anything hurt you. Youre safe, I promise</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy buried his face in Michaels thick neck and hugged
him with his tiny arms. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My name is Michael and Im a Werewolf like your parents
were. You know what that means dont you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy nodded his head but didnt say anything. He kept his
face against Michaels neck. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He held the child tight and rocked him in his big arms. <b>What
did this? Who hurt everyone?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The little boy sniffed and Michael felt moist tears run down
his neck as the child began to cry again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its alright. You can tell me. Im here to help you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy slowly lifted up and put his mouth to Michaels ear.
His voice was small and broken with fear. He said one word.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Vampires</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><a name="Chapter_Four"></a>CHAPTER FOUR</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b><span style='font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;
color:#365F91'> </span></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas paced back and forth in his lavish home. His primary
mate stood nearby watching his movements carefully. Adding to the temper of an
Alpha was dangerous at the best of times, especially when the cause of anger
was unknown. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Theyre dead</b> he said quietly, not looking at her.
She waited patiently for him to finish. <b>Davids pack are all dead, save one
boy</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She was stunned. The local packs were well known and Davids
was newer but respected for their peaceful nature.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>How?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He looked out the window. <b>Vampires. Im waiting for the
others to get here so we can investigate ourselves</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She spoke fearfully. <b>Vampires? They dont attack whole
packs at one time. Are you sure?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He nodded. <b>Michael believes so. This is the first time
in ages theyve struck when we were grouped together. Which is why I want to
see it for myself</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Alpha</b> she began but his look cut her off.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Knows only what a small child told him. Im Alpha here!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Of course my lord</b> she bowed, regretting her last
statement.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im calling a meeting of pack leaders</b> he said. In
truth only Silas and Michael were true Alphas. The others were strong
Werewolves but hardly more than the usual fare. One other lived near, a man
named Daruth, but he rarely involved himself in the affairs of other packs,
preferring to keep to himself. He was most likely stronger than Silas, but had
no desire to increase his fold or steal from the rival Alpha. Of course Michael
had no pack to steal from and Daruth would be foolish to try even if he did. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The children?</b> she asked solemnly. He nodded,
confirming her worst fears. <b>So many at one time, I cant believe it. There
had to be several vampires to kill so many of us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Michael said there were burn marks nearby. It could
indicate the death of them. The child he found couldnt give him any numbers</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Where is the child?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>With Marcus. Michael dropped the boy off with him.
Marcus has a strong pack. We are all on alert now</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There was a rap at the door. A large man, balding with big
muscles around 35 came in.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>News? </b>Silas asked.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Were ready. The men you wanted are in the truck</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas nodded and looked at the woman. <b>All females and
children should stay in this house. The men will circle until I return</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She bowed and moved out of the room to collect the others.
Silas walked outside to the large truck, the back was filled with five big men
all of them had angry looks. He looked at one in particular, Ryan, a renowned
tracker.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre ready?</b> he asked. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Ryan nodded. <b>If theres a scent Ill find it</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And he would. Ryan was the best tracker in the entire area,
save the Alpha Michael. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The drive to Davids commune was for the most part, driven
in silence. The death of so many had bad implications for the others. Packs by
nature stayed in one spot and defended their territory; the death of a whole
community was devastating. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The blood was still there as were the ashes and burn marks.
Ryan and the others scouted the area, no one moving into a new spot until Ryan
had a chance to pick up a scent first.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Vampires alright</b> he said. He pointed to scorched
wood. <b>Thats one of them there</b> A pile of ash sat just below. <b>But
there are other marks that mean something else</b> He pointed to a tree trunk
blackened with fire. <b>This was mind cast</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silass eyes grew. <b>Mind cast? That takes an
exceptionally powerful Vampire!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Ryan nodded. <b>Only an ancient could do it</b> he thought
for a moment. <b>500 years old, give or take</b> his eyes met Silass, the
implication clear.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dammit!</b> he spun around to the others. <b>I want
the entire area searched. Check the trees, a strong Vampire could survive in
daylight provided they had cover. Watch yourselves. Travel in packs of three
and report to Ryan or myself. We meet back here in one hour regardless! </b>He
looked back to the tracker. <b>I want to know about every Vampire in the area,
be it myth, rumor, or fact!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Ryan nodded and began to file every scent in his mind. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Vampires?</b> Wendy said. <b>Are you sure?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats what the boy said. The area confirmed it for the
most part. I have no idea how many, but it had to be close to seven. A changed
Werewolf is stronger than a Vampire, provided they were able to change at all
of course</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy closed her eyes for a moment. They both knew of David
and his pack, some of the women had even mated with Michael before. At first he
thought she was saying a prayer but when he watched her face he realized the
truth, she was using her powers. He waited for a long minute until she
finished.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Nothing for two miles</b> she stated. Her abilities
were incredible. When she concentrated she could communicate with passive
plants from a great distance. It didnt quite work like an alarm but no one
could come within a half mile of the farm without her knowing about it. An active
search took effort though. Michael had planted four big oak trees near the
house for protection just in case. Even if she were asleep they would respond
to danger, waking her and striking out in her name.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its daytime</b> he said. <b>For the next few days I
want you to scan the area, especially if Im not hereand of course at night</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She looked alarmed. <b>You really think they would come
here, knowing who you are?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He shrugged. <b>I dont know what theyre thinking. But
between my four year old daughter and unchanged Son, Im not taking chances. I
want the kids inside at night unless one of us is with them</b> He looked at her
and smiled trying to lighten the subject. <b>Speaking of which what are we
going to do about Emma?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>She was scared. Her powers wont begin until shes
older</b> Wendy understood what he meant. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael balked. <b>Until I punish her for being bad and she
makes a tree strangle me in my sleep!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy laughed. <b>Dont be ridiculous. She wouldnt break
one of my windows</b> Her eyes gleamed mischievously at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats ONE!</b> He held up a finger at her in mock
warning.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Oh, shes Daddys little girl and you know it!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Just then Chase came into the house. Wendy went into the
kitchen to get breakfast for them and on hearing her brother enter, little Emma
ran down the stairs and into his arms. He still looked beat up, but he was in
far better condition than yesterday. Between his changing body, the power of
the Alpha, and Wendys Druid medicine, it would only be a day or so before all
evidence of a fight would disappear. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael put both his kids in a massive hug and lifted them up
in the air. He sat near Chase during breakfast, his big leg pressing against
his Son. Throughout the meal his arm would come around and rest against the
back of Chases chair in a protective, if not possessive manner. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As usual being close to his Father brought feelings of
strong emotion from him and his body betrayed his desire in a way he couldnt
hide from his Dad. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha felt everything. He kissed at Chase every few
minutes and did the same to Emma who giggled at the feel of his scruffy beard. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Afterward Wendy took Emma to town to do some shopping. She
had some ideas of her own that she wanted to try out and in daylight; there was
little danger to them since the road to town was filled with every manner of
plant for her to command. Regardless, she agreed to call him every few hours.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase waited until they were gone before he spoke about what
was on his mind.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You put me to sleep again?</b> he asked.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded. <b>Yeah. You needed it</b> He could see
Chase was uneasy. <b>Is that alright?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase shrugged. <b>Sometimes I dont know if what Im
feeling is real or not</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael came closer and rubbed the boys neck. <b>Oh</b>
he took in a deep breath. <b>Im connected to you Chase on a very deep level.
Youre my Son. The Son of an Alpha Werewolf. I told you I wouldnt use my power
to make you stop asking questions or think for yourself. But I did put you to
sleep because you really needed it. Is there something you need to know?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded. <b>I want to be with you all the time</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael grinned and lifted the small boy up in his arms and
hugged him tight. <b>I want the same tiger</b> He breathed in his Sons smell
and Chase rested his head on his Fathers broad shoulders.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I cant get enough of you Dad</b> he admitted. <b>But
its not just you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked at him. <b>I have a rival?</b> he asked
playfully. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I cant help thinking about</b> he hesitated.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Sex?</b> Michael finished. <b>Chase thats not
something even I can control in you. The drive of a Werewolf is great. For
someone like you who hasnt changed yet, its one of the new things youll have
to deal with. Youre hyper sensitive to it. Youre gonna want it all the time
and the truth is, you should have it. Pushing it down is like setting a time
bomb to explode. An aroused Werewolf is bad, but a frustrated one is deadly</b>
He set Chase down on his feet. <b>Which one is it?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase frowned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Silass boys were fighting for your attention right? </b>Michael
stated and Chase nodded. <b>So which one do you like?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase paused; unsure if his Dad would be mad, but then
admitted it was Bart.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>If he wants you back then its alright Chase, but you
have to be careful right now. Showing desire for a male Werewolf while others
are around can cause serious problems. Thats why I keep you so close to me.
You need to change, take control of your animal first, before you socialize
with them</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Then why did you let them come here?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Because they already knew you were here. I couldnt risk
one of them mistaking you for a lone wolf. At least this way I was able to
control it and mark you as mine. If it happened another way, it could have been
badfor everyone</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Bart said he could smell you on me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats no accident and hes not a stupid as he looks</b>
Michael grunted. <b>Until you change and bond with me I want them to identify us
together</b> With that he pushed his face against Chases and rubbed against
him like a cat. Chase laughed and kissed at his Fathers cheeks. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>How come the others didnt? The ones that beat me up</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael shrugged. <b>Probably because of the carnival. Too
many people, too many smells. Maybe theyre not as developed as other wolves</b>
He looked at his Son with longing. <b>They hurt you because they sensed you
were weaker</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase frowned. <b>I havent even changed yet. Why would
they even care?</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Were hyper males. Everything about us is in excess.
Were big, strong, and virile. Most Werewolves are separated by strength alone,
but a gay male doesnt compete for a mate the same way as most males; and it
throws everything out of balance. A wolf doesnt know how to respond to that </b>He
rubbed at his Sons neck. <b>You have to be very careful Chase. It may be hard
for you to suppress your desire for the boys you see, but if theyre Werewolves
theyll feel your emotion and react. A wolf outside the pack may even try to
kill you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Bart and Sean dont mind</b> Chase threw in.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats because Ill rip them apart if they so much as
pulled one of your hairs out</b> He grinned back at the boy. <b>Actually,
its because they want to be in your pack. Pack mates have a very different
relationship than with wolves from different families</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My pack?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael tapped his chest. <b>Me</b> he smiled. <b>Youre
currently the second member of the strongest pack in the United States</b> He
put an arm around his Son as they walked. <b>And they want in</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Hulk huh? </b>Chase said with a grin. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Incredible Hulk</b> Michael corrected, and showed
off a fat bicep to his Sons delight. He picked up a rock and threw it so far
it disappeared from sight. <b>Werewolves are always trying to dominate each
other. Any weakness is exploited by those that seek more power. Having a pack
is tricky business. Other wolves try to take mates away and kill weaker males
in order to break them apart and make themselves stronger by default</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But you dont have a real pack..</b> Chases voice
broke off as he realized what his Father had just said. <b>You mean ME!</b>
He put his hand on his chest as Michael looked at him. <b>Im your weakness!
Thats why they beat me up to get to you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael rubbed the back of his neck in thought. <b>Chase,
there is a chance they sensed me on you and realized how vulnerable you are.
The animal in them might have seen a chance to harm you when you had no
protection</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But youre an Alphathe Alpha</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded. <b>Yes, but I have a young Son now who
hasnt changed and even when you do the chances of you being as strong as most
Werewolves is..remote</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Then why hurt me at all?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Because right now, its the only way they can hurt me.
My power runs through you. Taking you from me will weaken my hold on other
wolves by striking at where Im most vulnerable</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I dont understand? </b>Chase said confused, his mind
lost.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hey. Im not trying to worry you Chase. I just want you
to understand how a pack works. Its why Silas wanted the boys over here. By
having them around, it makes you stronger and less of a target for others. But
I dont want you to worry about any of that. Ill deal with the monsters and
Werewolves and anything else that might harm you</b> He smiled at Chase. <b>Its
my job</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked into his Dads bright eyes. <b>Because youre
the Alpha?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael moved back, struck by his Sons words. He shook his
head. <b>No Chase.because Im your Father</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco lost three Vampires in the attack. It was an
acceptable risk. He needed to throw them off and cause chaos throughout the
area. Chaos, he was good at. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick was asleep in the darkness. His beautiful face
completely still, as if in death. He was so new; his powers were just coming
in. Having DeMarco as a sire had its benefits to be sure, the boy was stronger
than others his same age. Having the ancient Vampires blood flow through him
gave the handsome boy a leapfrog head start in his transformation. It would
take decades for another Vampire to catch up to him in power, all because
DeMarco was his maker. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hes handsome</b> Vera said. Like DeMarco, she was an
ancient. Standing next to her was Cornelius, a five hundred year old blood
sucker. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I have no need of Thralls</b> Cornelius added with
distain. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>They have their purpose</b> DeMarco replied. <b>Right
now hes the key to killing the Alpha</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The wolfs child hasnt changed yet?</b> she asked. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No, but he will soon. I believe the wolf will allow it
on the next full moon, when conditions are prime. Until that time both of them
will be untouched. The bonding has to occur before he can be used against his
Father</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>This is a dangerous game we play</b> Cornelius said. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>True</b> Vera answered. <b>But one we must risk. If
the Alpha continues to mate with females and have offspring things will get out
of hand. This is the best chance to kill him once and for all</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hes mortal. Death will claim him</b> Cornelius said. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I wont wait for a litter of Alphas to replace him!</b>
DeMarco barked out. <b>The mans power is unprecedented. Hes like no other
animal weve faced. If others follow in his footsteps they will destroy us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Unable to disagree, Cornelius was silent. Vera fingered her
silver sword and stroked Patricks curly brown hair.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>We stick to the plan. We kill the Alpha first, then his
Son </b>She looked at DeMarco. <b>The wife?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I will deal with her personally</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>We need to replace our fallen brothers</b> Cornelius
added.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco shook his head. <b>I have a better idea</b> he
grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy stepped out of the car and pulled a leather pack over
her shoulder. She didnt have it on when she left so Michael thought it must
have been in the car already. She smiled and popped open the trunk full of
groceries. The sun was going down but hadnt set just yet.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He lifted out four bags at once, his nose crinkling up in
disgust as he did. <b>I hope youre not planning on cooking any of my meals with
that!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy laughed and patted his back affectionately. <b>Oh
honey, I thought you liked my cooking!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase and Emma had no idea what they were talking about.
Wendy touched two of the four bags Michael carried. <b>Leave them at the front
door. I thought Id put out some additions to the windows outside</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He nodded with understanding. <b>Thank God for small
favors!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She laughed and took some bags herself. Chase moved up and
grabbed as many as he could, handing Emma a bag of very big, but light, potato
chips. She smiled at him, happy to do her part. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Once the bags were unpacked Michael gave her a kiss and
hugged her tight.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im taking Chase to see some of Silass pack. I want to
talk with him anyway</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy looked down at Emma. <b>Honey, you think you could
take her with you?</b> She looked to the front door. <b>I want to do some
planting and its getting late outside</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He turned to the front door where the brown bags still stood
and nodded. <b>Of course. I think we can stop for some ice cream on the way
back</b> He looked down at Emma, who was already jumping up and down at the
news.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy listened to them move outside as she put the remaining
groceries away. The truck started up and drove away as she stocked the
refrigerator. Once she was done she lifted up her pack and slung it over her
shoulder, ready to work outside. She had a plan in her mind and she wanted to
put it to the test. Michael was powerful, with his big muscles and hunters
cunning, but Wendy lived in the world of magic, and as such, saw life through different
eyes than most. She had an idea of how to protect not only her family but other
packs as well. Her powers over plants gave her an edge that normal human women
didnt have and she decided to put her plan into action at her own home first. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She gathered her things up and moved outside. She had
several bags of garlic that she wanted to plant and in her mind she was moving
around the large home, thinking of the best places to put them. Under each
window to be sure, that was a given. She put everything in place, save the pack
slung over her shoulders. That would wait till the end. She went back inside
and looked around for any vulnerable spots that she may have missed when she
heard the sound. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She froze, having no idea what it was. It struck her deep in
her soul. It had nothing to do with her powers or being a Druid, it was
something far deeper. Was it a voice, or an animal? She looked out the window.
Michaels truck was still gone. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Mommy.</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She heard it again. It was a voice. It was Emma! The connection
between mother and daughter was ablaze with fear. But she was with her Father,
what was she doing back? Wendy threw the front door open as she heard her child
scream! She ran outside and looked around. There was a rustling in the trees
about fifty feet from the house.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>EMMA!</b> she cried out in fear. She ran toward the
woods and looked around for any sign of trouble; a shoe, torn clothing,
anything. The mother in her could do no less. Her first instinct was to protect
her child at all costs. Her welfare meant nothing. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>MOMMY!!!</b> the shrill voice filled the air. Wendy was
beside herself. Her daughter was everything to her and worth more than even her
own life. She ran into the dense woods toward the sound, calling out to her
only child. Sweat poured down her forehead as her eyes scanned the area and her
head spun from side to side. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Then she saw him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco stepped out from behind a tree, a large grin on his
face. <b>Mommy</b> he said in a voice that perfectly mimicked her daughter. <b>Save
me</b> he laughed. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy stopped dead in her tracks. She was alone with a
Vampire! Michael was gone, thankfully with her daughter. The creature that
stood before her was only an imitation of the living. Wendy was connected to
life on an almost primal level. She knew death when she saw it. The thing
before her oozed evil. Cold eyes stared at her, unblinking. Her heart raced.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarcos body lifted up slowly and floated before her, six
feet in the air. No wind or breeze lifted him up; it was under his own power.
He stretched out his arms as if to embrace her. <b>Come mommy.give me a hug</b>
he said in his own undead voice, showing his mouthful of sharp teeth. He sent
out his power and flooded the area in fear. Had Wendy been human, she would
have fallen to her knees in terror. But Wendy wasnt human, and like her Alpha
husbands, DeMarcos willpower was wasted on her.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Save it monster! Im not some helpless female that bows
to your perverted control! </b>She said, but in truth had never been more
afraid in her life.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Woman, you have no idea who I am! </b>He hissed and
waved his hand, making a rock lift up and hurtle toward her. She waved her hand
as well, and a large tree branch batted it back down to the ground with a
thump. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I know exactly what you are. Youre dead!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy raised her arms up and summoned her full power. The
entire forest came alive and turned on the Vampire at her decree. Heavy vines
wrapped around his arms and legs and pulled him down. Grass grew with alarming
speed and tangled his ankles tightly. DeMarcos supernatural strength was
immense however, and he yanked the vines out of the ground to free himself.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But Wendy wasnt her four year old daughter, and she too
knew power. The forest didnt respond to just her fears; she commanded it with
deadly precision. For every vine that DeMarco pulled free, thick roots replaced
them. It was easier for her to summon vines quickly and in the numbers that she
needed; but now that he was tied up, she had time to generate tree roots to
deal with him. Exotic flowers grew from above and her power changed the sweet
smelling nectar into an acid that began to drip savagely on his flesh.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>It was a mistake to lure me here Vampire</b> her voice
boomed out. She waved her hands around at the dense plants. <b>Here.MY power
is supreme!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco was tied tight by the massive roots that even his
immense strength couldnt break. His flesh was marked by the acidic drops and
he shook his head to keep his eyes clear. As he pulled and snapped at the
restrictive plants, Wendy sent out more and although she was still afraid she
believed the words she just spoke.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But then he did something that caused her to take a step
back. He stopped fighting and let the roots overcome him completely..and then
he smiled!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A chill ran up her spine like lightening. She knew something
was wrong. She had the upper hand. There was no way he could harm her here in
the dense woods. Could he? She looked around quickly for any signs of danger
but saw none. Her brow furrowed in confusion.and then it happened. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His body exploded into a thick cloud of black smoke!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Damn</b> she whispered to herself as she moved away.
The cloud hung in the air where his body used to be and the vines and roots
waved frantically for something to grab! But there was nothing there.only
smoke. She watched the cloud swirl and she started to panic. This wasnt
supposed to happen. How could she fight an enemy who had no body?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The blackness began to move toward her!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy ran and clutched at her pack. She searched for a
moment before her hand came out with a large bottle. She only had one chance
and if it failed, she was dead. She unscrewed the cap and turned to face the
deathly cloud that had moments ago been an ancient Vampire. Her hands trembled
as she poured the contents to the ground between them and cast out her power.
The moisture was instantly pulled down and the earth became dry. She threw the
bottle down and raised her arms in a high flourish, crossing her hands at the
wrists.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A massive rose bush grew out of the ground and wove itself
into a shell around her. The branches grew so tightly together that a human
finger would be hard pressed to find space to slip between them. Heavy thorns
pointed outward. The cloud descended on her and Wendy crouched down not sure if
she was about to die where she stood. She prayed. <b>Please God, let this
work!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>If DeMarco could have screamed he would have! When the
thick, black smoke hit the rose bush it burst apart into thin tendrils that
shot out in every directionevery direction away from her that is. Pain like
he had never experienced before flooded his ethereal body and he lost his
ability to change!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>On closer examination, the rose bush had a very unique, but
otherwise harmless addition. On each thorn was a tiny, almost indivisible, drop
of water.holy water to be exact!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy watched, cheeks flushed with blood, and terror running
through her mind. This creature defied anything and everything she knew of
life. She willed herself to stay focused and fight in any way she could. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The cloud shuddered and trembled as it moved slowly away,
each thin line trying to come back to the main body of smoke. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thank you God!</b> she said out loud. The cloud pulled
back as far as it could in an attempt to become whole. Wendy couldnt afford to
wait for the next trick from the Vampire. She stood up and pushed her hands
outward. The rose bush broke apart and started to whip at the cloud in front of
her. Smoke flew everywhere and a fine mist of holy water filled the air between
them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco was in agony. He flew as quickly as he could but the
Druid was killing him! He sought for elevation; to move higher than the trees.
It took an eternity before he managed it. He stopped when he was above them and
called for the rest of his form to rejoin him. Long minutes past as the woman beat
at him and tore through his remaining body as he called to it, a piece at a
time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He drifted away, unable to change into anything. His mind
was numb with pain and all he could think of was getting away from her. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She watched him drift away realizing how much pain she
caused.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>FUCK YOU!</b> she called after him, her heart beating
faster than she could ever remember. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The battle between Druid and Vampire had ended in a
stalemate.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>By the time he returned Wendy had already worked her way
around the house completely. The truck tires kicked up a large cloud of dust as
it rumbled into the driveway. Michael jumped out and pulled Emma into his arms
as he looked all around. He handed her to Chase and told him to take her into
the house and close the door. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You alright?</b> he asked, taking Wendy into his arms.
She nodded and smiled at the kids as they past, not wanting to upset either of
them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They waited until the children were inside. Michael looked
around the outside of the house. <b>Is it done?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I just finished</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>They cant come in anyway, unless theyre invited, but I
want all the protection we can get. I had holy water for them to drink but I
had to use it </b>she smiled, and looked at the plants around the house.<b>
All of it!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael hugged her close. <b>Thank God youre alright. I
cant believe he would attack you like this. You of all people!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She pulled back. <b>Michael, if it hadnt been for the
garlic I just planted, I wouldnt have even had the holy water. The attack on
Davids pack got me thinking about how to kill a Vampire. If I didnt have it
on me I would be dead for sure! His power was unbelievable</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Smoke?</b> Michael asked. <b>Ive never seen a Vampire
that could do that</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah, imagine my surprise!</b> She rolled her eyes in
humor, trying to ease his fears. <b>I remember thinking what a neat trick it
was as I ran for my life!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels thickly muscled arms pulled her into him and he
kissed at her neck. She patted his shoulders. <b>Im fine, really. I dont
even know why I thought of it. It just sort of came to me all of a sudden. I
figured I could protect myself until you came back but I really didnt know if
it would work at all. He could have just as easily slipped past and moved
inside me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His grip on her body didnt ease up at all. <b>But he
didnt, and now we know. Im going to see Silas and bring back more water for
you. I want you to carry it with you at all times when youre outside</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Michael how can you kill him? If there are more like him
theyll butcher the wolves with ease. The sun wasnt even set</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He smiled at her. <b>You leave that to me</b> His bright
eyes bore into her with power. <b>Youre not the only one they need to fear
you know</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She smiled. <b>My hero. Wheres your shining armor?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The cleaners</b> he grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal><b>SMOKE!</b> Silas shouted. <b>Are you fucking kidding
me?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael shook his head. He had filled the man in on what
happened to Wendy after Silas told him about Davids compound. The other pack
leaders were present, all except Daruth, who was coming the next day. He turned
to Ryan. <b>How many were there?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man looked up briefly. <b>I counted eight distinct
smells my lord</b> His eyes fell back to the ground again. <b>But Im sure
some of them died. At least three that I could detect</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco stepped forward in an attempt to inflate his own
presence in the company of the Alpha. <b>I think they took some children
first. It forced the others to leave their homes and fight outside. It explains
why the boy was left to live. They couldnt get to him in the house</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael raised his eyebrows. <b>Yes they could. They could
have burned it to the ground</b> He looked around the room at the pack
leaders, none of whom looked back. <b>He was left as a message for us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Why alert us </b>Ryan asked and then quickly added, <b>.my
lord?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I can think of a reason</b> the muscular balding man
who served as Silass messenger spoke up. <b>To get us together to slaughter.
Why hunt for us when one act can bring us all in one place</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded in agreement. <b>Daylight is our strength</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>One of the younger wolves was looking at Chase. He had been
doing it since they arrived. He smelled the wolf on the boy and the Alpha too.
Being in a room with so many strong males was intoxicating to him. His eyes
moved to Chases in challenge.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael felt the change instantly as did Silas. He turned to
the older boy and pushed his will against him. The boy faltered as if made out
of paper and dropped his eyes to the ground in regret. Silas faced him as well
but it was Bart who took charge. The muscled teenager moved directly in the
boys path and blocked the others from view. He growled. The boy sunk lower and
pressed against the wall. Both Sean and Jason flanked Bart, not that he needed
it, but it added their power to his own. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart moved down, daring the boy to look at him. He didnt.
Bart reached out and took a fistful of the boys hair and tugged it hard. His
head was pulled back but his eyes were looking away. After a challenging moment
that Bart won completely, he let the boy go and ruffled his hair
affectionately.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Peace remained.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael glanced at Chase. He saw it in his Sons face. He
knew he was seeing the problem firsthand. Even boys in Silass pack were
reacting to his presence. Chase began to step back but Michael shook his head
and motioned for him to stop. Backing down now would cause more problems. Chase
needed to hold his ground.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart moved over to Chase, as did Sean and Jason, and moved
behind the boy, rubbing against him. Finally he stood in front of him and
looked around the room. Sean and Jason did the same. None of the other boys
looked up. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>To end any possibility of a fight; Michael put his hand on
the back of a metal chair and bent it forward with one human hand. The metal
screamed in protest as it folded under the mans strength. His power rolled out
and across the room and even Silas took a step back. Bart looked down but
didnt move away from Chase, who was the only one apparently immune to the
Alphas will. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas cleared his throat. <b>We need to hunt them down in
the daytime</b> He lifted up a large bag and handed it to one of the wolves. <b>Give
this to Mara. Tell her to plant these under every window and around each
doorway. There should be enough for everyone</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was a bag of garlic that Wendy bought. She cleaned the
local stores out and already buried them around the farm. She intended to come
by in the daytime and make them grow to full bloom. This would hamper the
Werewolves sensitive smell somewhat but it would stop the Vampires cold. At
least she hoped it would. Having DeMarco display his range of powers in daylight
caused doubt in her mind but she had no other weapons, and plants were her
specialty. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas broke up the men in parties of six. In total there
were five groups that were strong enough to hold their own if a battle ensued.
Each one had a tracker to help with the hunt. Michael, Chase, Bart, Sean, and
Jason were one party. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Take Barton with you</b> Silas said to Michael. He
looked over the boys. <b>Theyre good but not full grown yet</b> Barton was
the muscular balding man. Michael nodded and they left for his truck. Bart
stood taller and stuck his chest out at the idea of him not being enough. Silas
took a large step forward. It was clear to him that having Michael so near was
giving the boy delusions of grandeur. A problem associated with so much concentrated
power in one room. This was how war began. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Something you need to say?</b> he asked Bart, not
really expecting an answer. The next moments for Bart were very hard. He was
the strongest of the boys but now he was challenged by a full grown Werewolf
male.an Alpha at that. If Michael were his leader he would have stood his
ground. But Michael wasnt. He bowed his head and opened his hands up to show
they were empty. He hoped it was enough.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas saw Chase still behind Bart and he decided to let the
boy go with no further warning. Michael took hold of Chases arm and pulled him
away from Bart. He knew the older boy wouldnt want any sympathy from his Son;
it would be an insult and a sign of weakness. Knowing how Chase felt about the
teenager, it was best to separate the two for the next few minutes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The first nest of Vampires were found by the second group of
men. Four were destroyed, dragged from the ground and into the deadly rays of
the sun to burn to ash from exposure.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>In total, eight were destroyed that day before everyone
regrouped. Michaels group found none of them. The pack leaders were not happy.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>None of them were strong enough to kill Davids pack</b>
Silas said. Ryan moved from site to site to verify the scents. None matched the
battle at the compound where so many Werewolves died. <b>These were little
more than a decade old if that</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The powerful Vampires remained at large.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>There was no way this was going to be finished in one
day</b> Michael said. <b>We know about them and for now that will have to be
enough. Its getting late. Remember one of them moves in the daylight. Take no
chances and keep in touch </b>He looked around and his eyes focused on his
Son. <b>Watch over your children</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The next day Chase and Bart ran through the woods side by
side. Barts shirt was off and sweat moved between the large muscles of his
chest. Sean was at the farm with Michael, much to the boys distress. Having a
private audience with the Alpha could spell disaster, and Bart was in no
position to assist him so far away. Wendy was out at the various homes, making
garlic plants grow, Emma safe by her side at all times. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Were gonna find them Chase, I promise</b> Bart said as
they wove through the trees, speaking about the wolves that hurt Chase at the
carnival. The older boy leaped forward and sailed ten feet through the air to
land on a fallen trunk. He turned and waited for Chase to catch up. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I dont want you to get hurt because of me and besides,
we have other problems</b> Chase said. Bart jumped down to stand in front of
the boy.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You worried about me?</b> he said with a slick smile.
Chase blushed and didnt reply. Bart lifted up his large arms and flexed. <b>Youve
got nothing to worry about little brother, trust me!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked hungrily over the teenagers well developed
body. Bart caught the look and stepped forward. <b>Wanna feel em?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase reached up and began to run his hands all over the
smooth, warm flesh. Bart muscles were hard and covered his body generously. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He smiled at Chase. <b>Im bigger than the others</b>
Chase looked up at him and Bart rolled his eyes in surrender, <b>Not counting
your Dad of course. Hes</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Hulk?</b> Chase finished.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart laughed. <b>Yeah.on Werewolf steroids!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They laughed and Chase couldnt help but notice the large
bulge between Barts legs. The teenagers eyes smoldered at him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Go ahead little brother, thats what Im here for</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase reached down with one hand and ran it across the fat
mound between Barts legs. He could feel the hot, hard prick beneath the denim
fabric. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You might need both hands for that</b> Bart bragged
arrogantly. Chase smiled and squeezed the big dick eagerly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre huge </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart nodded. <b>In every way that counts</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My Dad says pack brothers aredifferent with each other
than with other wolves</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart grinned. <b>You mean sex?</b> When Chase nodded Bart
asked. <b>Then the answer is yes. And if you wanna know, Sean and Jason have both
had the privilege</b> Bart eyebrows rose and fell amusingly. <b>Im the
strongest of the younger males. They appreciate it </b>He leaned forward and
added.<b> every inch</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase knew his Dad was right. Bart wanted him to come into
the fold and be part of them. Getting him would mean getting closer to Michael,
the strongest Wolf anyone knew. Bart was intense and his smell was intoxicating
to Chase. Not nearly as strong as his Dads though, and he knew the difference
in power between them must be enormous. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha. Chase still had a hard time with it. The man
was revered among the wolves but to Chase he was just Dad. Yeah he was big
and sexy but so were a lot of guys. The way everyone submitted to his Father
was still surprising. No one wanted to challenge the man in any way. Not even
Silas. Barton was one of the sexiest men he had seen and Chase had to keep
looking away whenever the man moved close to him. Barton had broad shoulders
and hairy bulging arms and legs. He literally dripped of masculinity and Chase
felt thirsty whenever the man moved close. Luckily the spell was broken by his
Father most of the time, who seemed to appear, as if by magic, whenever Chases
feeling boiled over. The way Barton looked at him, he could tell the man felt
the attraction he was giving off, as did Bart, who took great pains to remain
right by Chase during the trip. Having his sex drive thrown into high gear was
taking its toll on him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dad says sex is good when youre a Werewolf. He says I
shouldnt hold it in</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart grinned at Chases words. <b>Well then.</b> He
reached down and unbuttoned his jeans. <b>Allow me </b>He unzipped his pants
and pushed them down to his knees. His huge prick came up and bobbed in the air
before Chase could wrap his hands around it. It was hot and throbbed between
his fingers as he stroked it. <b>Thats it</b> Bart grinned at him. <b>Knock
yourself out!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases hands moved excitedly over Barts big dick. The
boys shaft was thick and his balls hung low between his hairy legs. Bart moved
one of his own hands down and ran it across the base of his shaft and put his
fingers under Chases nose.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Like that smell?</b> he asked as he watched Chase breath
it in deeply. He laughed. <b>Yeah you do! </b>He pushed the fingers into
Chases mouth for him to taste and Chase moaned gratefully. <b>Nothing like it
little brother</b> He took his hand away and pulled Chase in by the back of
the neck. He sunk his tongue into his mouth and both boys kissed at each other fanatically.
Chase never let go of Barts big dick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart pulled back, breaking the kiss and began to lick at
Chases neck. Chase tugged at his big dick and gripped it tightly. <b>You want
it?</b> he asked between licks. Chase moaned his reply. Bart reached down and
quickly pulled Chases shirt off his slender body. He pulled at his pants and
they opened with little effort. Chase pushed them down, his own cock rock hard
and ready. Bart grabbed the back of Chases head, raised up one muscled arm and
pulled the boys face in. <b>Eat me up!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was lost between licking at the boys sweaty body, or
inhaling his alluring scent. In the end he did both, taking turns first tasting
his hairy armpit and breathing the boys smell deep into his lungs. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats it buddy. Take me in</b> Bart coached him. He
reached down and took hold of Chases hard cock. It was already dripping in
anticipation. He smiled with approval at the younger boys desire for him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Back at the farm Sean was having a similar, if more intense
interaction with the Alpha. Michael was wearing a pair of denim overalls with
no shirt and his thick chest and broad shoulders bulged out powerfully with
every moment. Sean did his best not to stare but found himself losing the
battle more times than not. Michael walked to the back of a tractor and with
one hand lifted the rear tires off the ground. Sean felt the sweat run down his
back at the sight of raw strength. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha pointed to the ground. <b>Go get that for me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There was a tool, a wrench sitting underneath the massive
vehicle. Sean looked up for a moment feeling terror wash over him. This was an
act of extreme trust. If the Alpha let go, he would be crushed. If he didnt
comply, it was an act of defiance. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Sir</b> his voice came out weakly. He didnt want to
go, but he couldnt refuse. He felt cold even under the sun. He looked over to
the Alphas massive bicep, flared out and rippled with strength. Even with the
immense weight it held, the arm didnt shake. The Alpha just stared at him,
saying nothing.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He swallowed his mouthful of spit and went to his knees. The
ground felt hard on his hands. Too hard, he thought. It would hardly give once
the tons of steel dropped down on him. His body trembled as he crawled under
the machine and willed himself to move as quickly as he could, although his
mind cried out for him to do otherwise. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael watched Sean with amusement. The boy was scared
witless. He had no intention of letting Sean come to harm but this was a
necessary step into getting the boy to yield to his will. Now he was allowed
to decide for himself, but later Michael may have to force him to obey.
Breaking down the boys resolve now would hasten that transition down the road.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean crawled out with the speed of a rabbit and held the
wrench tightly in his hands. He handed it to Michael who tossed it in the air
over and over as he let the massive tractor drop to the ground. The earth shook
under Seans feet as the weight came down all at once. Even in wolf form it
would take all his strength to lift it the way the big blonde man did. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thanks</b> he said simply and placed the wrench on top
of the tractor. His hand was dirty from where he lifted the end up. He held it
out to Sean. <b>Clean that off </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean looked around for a rag or towel but found none. He
moved forward and took hold of the mans thick wrist and lifted his own shirt
to wipe off the dirt. He spit on the fabric and moved it across each finger and
the palm of the Alphas strong hand until it was clean. He could feel the mans
eyes boring into him but he refused to look up. He didnt know what would
happen if he did, and he was all alone. Fucking Bart!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked down at his hand in inspection. Sean had
missed the slightest bit. He spit on it and rubbed it with his thumb until the
dirt lifted off. He rubbed his hand dry between the inside of Seans leg, right
next to the boys crotch. He could feel the boys tense muscles as he did but
Sean stayed still. He walked around until he was directly behind Sean, less
than an inch of space separating them. Sean was a good head shorter and Michael
couldnt help but notice the resemblance between them. He knew of Seans real
Father and since Michael had never mated with his mother, he knew he wasnt the
boys Sire. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You look like me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The compliment was extreme and Sean knew it. He felt the
Alphas hot breath on his neck as the man sniffed at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats not my smell</b> The Alpha added. He walked in
front until they were face to face. He reached a hand inside his overalls and
ran it against his sweaty chest. He rubbed the same hand across Seans face and
neck. He leaned down and sniffed him again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats better</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean almost, but not quite, suppressed his moan. The Alpha
had just marked him! His skin absorbed it like a sponge and he felt his body
tremble at being so close to the powerful wolf. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael let his hand drop to his side and he simply stood in
front of Sean, waiting. The blonde teenager lasted almost five seconds before
he dropped fully to his knees. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Once more, Michael waited.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was face to face with the Alphas bulging crotch. He
could smell the incredible scent that filled the air from between the mans
muscled legs. Very slowly Sean reached up with both hands and lightly put them
on the Alphas calf muscles. His fingers found the marble like bulges and he
waited for the mans reaction before he moved further. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>This was a dance. And it was already decided who would lead.
The Alpha was in charge of everything but it was up to Sean to prove it through
submission. Every act must be allowed or the boy risked mortal injury. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He lifted his head up to look at the mound before him and
the Alpha growled low. Sean dropped his head down immediately. That was not
allowed yet. Instead he slowly ran his hands slightly up and down the mans
strong legs, his fingers lightly rubbing the muscle underneath. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>No growl. This was allowed. Sean gripped the muscles more
forcibly. They were thick and even under the denim he could tell they were
hairy. There were no words. Sean kept his eyes to the ground as the rubbed at
the Alpha, ever alert to any action that would bring aggression. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>After two minutes Sean tried something else. He sniffed
carefully at the Alphas bulge. This was also allowed. He didnt look up but he
slowly began to increase the speed and depth of his breathing as he took the
powerful wolfs smell into his lungs. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>After another minute, Sean slowly looked up. No growl. He
was bit by bit gaining ground but it would be at the Alphas pace or not at
all. It looked like a baseball had been stuffed down the mans pants and Sean
had no doubt that the cock inside was every bit the size of the rest of him. He
gripped at the bulging calf muscles with more strength than he intended but the
Alpha didnt protest. Not that he could have ever hurt the towering man but
Sean had to be careful not to overstep his bounds. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He leaned in slightly and took a long drag at the air
between the mans legs. The smell made his head dizzy and before he waited, like
common sense dictated, he did it again. It was the most incredible, masculine
smell he had ever experienced. Thoughts of Bart and Silas drifted off as if
they lived on another planet. All Sean could think of was being here with the
Alpha. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He moved in and his nose bumped into the rock like mound.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha growled!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean dropped his head down offering his exposed neck in
submission. He waited, keeping his hands firmly on the mans lower legs. He
squeezed at the muscled calves while he looked at the ground, waiting for
permission. After an eternal minute he felt the Alpha bump into him with his
crotch. He knew it was done on purpose, words were beyond them now. Sean accepted
the invitation and nuzzled his face between the mans legs. He groaned with
pleasure at the feel of the throbbing meat against his cheeks. He took his
time, careful not to move to fast all the while fighting his intense desire to
rip open the denim with his bare teeth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael watched as Sean rubbed his face between his legs.
The boy was completely submissive to him now. Not that he expected otherwise
but Sean learned quickly. He would make a fine addition to the pack. He reached
down and pulled the boys head into his bulge. He held him firmly in place.
Sean didnt move a muscle. He simply allowed it and breathed as deeply as he
could, trying to draw air through Michaels pants. The kids hot breath made
Michaels dick swell up in anticipation. He slowly took his hand away and as
Sean moved back he growled.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy stopped and pushed his face back against the mound,
afraid to move away. Michael just looked down, waiting to see what he would do.
Sean stayed where he was, breathing deep and holding onto his lower legs for
support. The boys eyes never came up.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Good!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael reached up and gently stroked the soft blonde hair
on Seans head. The teenager moved slightly back and began to rub at the
throbbing bulge with his nose and face. Michael watched him breathing in deeply
as he nuzzled, lost in his own world. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy began to lick. Sean wrapped his arms around the
insides of Michaels thighs and held the back pockets of the jeans as he lapped
at the Alphas raging bulge.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael stroked his hair as he watched the boy. <b>Tell me
young one</b> he spoke for the first time. Sean didnt look up or stop what he
was doing. <b>If I have a disagreement with your Master, with whom will you
side?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean opened his mouth and began to lightly bite at the
massive prick inside Michaels pants as he continued to stroke the boys blonde
hair. <b>Speak little wolf</b> he added. Sean looked up, his eyes full of
lust and hunger.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>With you my Lord!</b> he said breathlessly, his words
harsh and begging to be allowed to continue. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael stroked one of Seans cheeks affectionately. <b>Swear
your loyalty to me..and Ill let you drink</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A loud moan escaped Seans mouth and his eyes fluttered at
the suggestion of swallowing the Alpha Wolfs cum! Spit ran out of the side of
his mouth as the mere idea made him salivate. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael caught it with his fingers and brought them to his
own mouth and licked them clean. <b>My Son will be protected at all times</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean nodded quickly and licked at Michaels bulge again, his
eyes on the Alphas face. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>And your loyalty will be rewarded </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean groaned again and his eyes rolled up, dizzy with hunger
for Michael. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was on his knees in front of Bart. The boys fat meat
was bobbing in the air for attention and framed beautifully by the muscled
teenagers hairy thighs. He opened his mouth up but Bart grabbed his head and
pulled him in, rubbing his cock against Chases face instead. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Like that little brother?</b> he asked. <b>Like my big
dick?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase moaned and lapped at Barts hairy balls hungrily. The
taste of sweat from the boy made him shudder in delight as the hard cock rubbed
him all over. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You my little brother?</b> Bart asked as he ground his
hips forward. Chase moaned yes but it wasnt enough. Bart pulled him back by
his hair and looked down. <b>You my little brother?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded and said, <b>YES!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart grabbed his dick with the other hand and held it for
Chase. <b>SUCK IT!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases lips gripped at the juicy prick and he sucked the
bulging head as hard as he could. Bart held him steady, not letting go of his
hair so Chase was unable to move down and take more in his mouth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart tugged at his dick with the other hand and tried to
pull it away from Chase but Chases hands wrapped around his thighs and held
firm. He looked down and laughed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>That a boy! Suck that big dick!</b> He pulled Chase
forward and another two inches of his thick shaft disappeared inside the hungry
mouth. He could feel Chases tongue lapping and swirling around his sensitive
cockhead. He pulled back his hips and took the inches back. Chase looked up at
him with pleading eyes.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You gonna suck it right?</b> he asked, his own eyes
glowing with soft green light. The beast was out! <b>You gonna take care of
your big brother?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases words were unrecognizable due to the fat cockhead
lodged in his mouth but the answer was clear to Bart. He let go of Chases hair
and put his hands on his hips as he watched. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Make me proud!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase attacked the throbbing prick between Barts legs like
an animal in heat. Which wasnt far from the truth. He twisted his head around
the fat shaft and sunk his cheeks around the pulsing beef as he pulled forward.
Bart had a thick eight inch cock, five inches of which were soundly inside
Chases mouth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats it little brother!</b> Bart encouraged him. <b>Eat
my big dick!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase felt the fat head bump into the back of his throat but
he didnt care. Unlike his Fathers enormous prick Barts was at least human
sized. He pulled himself closer and Barts large cock head sunk deeply in his
mouth. Tears filled Chases eyes but the boys prick tasted so good he ignored
them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats what I want! Thats what I fucking want!</b>
Bart growled from above, feeling the young boys throat open for him. He
couldnt help himself; he took hold of the back of Chases head and pulled him
in until his dick pushed past the boys tongue. He threw his head back and
moaned loudly as the Alphas Son deep throated his first cock. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was beside himself. The taste of Barts big dick made
his mouth water and saliva dripped freely down his chin as the muscled boy
began to fuck his throat. Barts strong hand held him tight, not that he was
going anywhere. In fact Chase forgot everything except the solid prick Bart was
feeding him. This wasnt the first time this happened to him. More and more
Chase was losing control of his ability to regulate his sex drive. When he was
with Bart, Sean, Patrick or any other good looking man, Chase found himself
wandering away from the world and into a lust filled frenzy. His Father
especially had this effect on him and whenever he was alone Chase would think
about the big man, his thought turning quickly to sex. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Even now with Bart, Chase lost sight of all the other men in
his life. He had a fleeting memory of Patrick, Sean and Barton but in a flash
they too were gone. His Father was last to leave his mind as Bart sunk more
than half his big dick down Chases throat.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase sucked as hard as he could and Barts moans of delight
were hypnotic to him. The final time he managed to look up Bart was grinning
down at him. Three minutes later Chase felt the boys big dick pulse quickly
and warm cream began to run down his hungry throat. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase had cum too but he didnt remember when. Bart had him
up on his feet with his muscled arms around him while Chase licked at his thick
neck.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats was great buddy. Just the way I wanted it</b>
Barts deep voice whispered in his ear. He felt himself pulled off his feet and
the big boy slowly swung him around. When Bart set him down he felt dizzy, not
from the motion but from coming off his lust filled high. Bart held onto his
waist and waited until he settled down.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Have fun?</b> Bart asked him with a grin. He looked
down and Chase followed his eyes until he saw the large wet spot on his jeans. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I came</b> Chase said with surprise. Bart laughed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Id hope so! The way you sucked me off I would have
thought you were a WereRabbit instead of a Wolf</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt know what Bart was talking about. He remembered
the taste of the teenagers big prick but the fine details were leaving his
memory. Bart looked at him for a moment and laughed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its the animal in you Chase</b> he said. <b>Youre
bonding with your pack brothers. Youre taking your place in the family</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase frowned. <b>Pack? Im not in your pack. My Father is
Alpha. You belong to Silas</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>This bothered Bart and he took a small step back before he
realized it. The mention of the powerful Alpha made him regret his actions for
a quick second. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah.but</b> he started. <b>Youre not a wolf yet.
Youre still free to do whatever you want.until then at least</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I can pick my pack?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart looked uneasy. <b>Well.no, but</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Can you leave your pack?</b> Chase asked him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart didnt have to think about that one. <b>No. Not
really</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase had a question he was dying to ask and Bart was the
only one available at the time. <b>My Dad said I could be used to hurt him.
Those other wolves would try to get to him through me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart looked around for a moment and took in a deep breath. <b>Yeah,
well, thats not gonna happen. I wont let it</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But Chase wasnt going to be dismissed so easily. <b>But
can that happen?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart looked a Chase for a long time and slowly nodded his
head. He saw Chases face changed into worry. Bart reached out and pulled him
into a strong embrace. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Whos your big brother?</b> he asked playfully. Chase
didnt answer. He hugged him tighter. <b>Come on Chase. Whos your big
brother?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked into Barts handsome face and grinned. <b>You
are Bart</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart crushed his mouth against Chases. He sunk his tongue
deep into the boys mouth and Chase sucked on it hungrily. He pulled back after
he gave Chase a final tender kiss on his lips. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dont you fucking forget it!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Seans interaction with the Alpha was far different than
Chase and Barts. For one thing Sean had no real choice in his submission to
Michael. The animal in the powerful man would have it no other way. Seans
place was on his knees and nowhere else. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels hand was on the back of Seans head as the boy
moaned into his crotch. The fabric was wet with the teenagers spit and
indented from his teeth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You cant go back after this Sean. You know that dont
you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean looked up with frustration. The Alpha kept interrupting
him when all he wanted was the massive prick inside the mans jeans. His tongue
lolled out as he met the Alphas eyes. He nodded his head.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael pulled the handsome blonde boy back by the hair
until his head was tilted straight up. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My power will be in you. I will know you better than
anyone. No wolf can ever claim you as long as I live whether we are together or
not </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean nodded again but Michael could tell he was drunk with
lust. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>This is to protect my Son. Even I cant be everywhere at
once</b> He ran his other hand across Seans handsome face. He thought for a
moment as he pushed a finger into the boys mouth for him to suck on. <b>Sean,
Im going to give you time to think about this. You need to be away from me to
do that properly. I want you to take a day and then let me know</b> Sean was
still lost but he heard Michaels words. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha took a step back and Sean gave him a desperate
expression. Michael grabbed his bulge and began to squeeze it with one hand. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Now..I think its only fair to give you something to
think about</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He reached up and unbuttoned his overalls and let them fall to
his knees. His massive prick sprung up in the air and the only thing bigger was
Seans eyes that locked immediately on the throbbing meat. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You just gonna kneel there and salivate or are you gonna
crawl over here and suck it?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean needed no more encouragement. He moved like lightening
and had Michaels heavy prick stuffed in his mouth before the Alphas words evaporated
in the air. It took both hands to hold the solid shaft in place as he attempted
to swallow the big dick in one gulp. There was no chance of that happening
however, but it didnt stop the handsome teenager from trying. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael watched with his hands at his side as Sean sucked
him in an animalistic frenzy.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats it Sean. Suck it down </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean moaned loudly at Michaels words. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Look at me Sean. I want to see your eyes</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Seans bright eyes locked on the Alphas. Michael could see
they were clouded over with a lustful haze. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youve got three minutes son. Show me what youve got</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean groaned with the knowledge that his time with the Alpha
was coming to a close. He used each second like it was his last and never took
his eyes away from Michaels.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth stood in the main house in the compound of his pack.
He met with Silas earlier that day. The news of David was disturbing on many
levels. The sun had set and everyone was together save some males patrolling
outside. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>We stay in groups until this is settled</b> He said to
everyone. The male wolves nodded in agreement while the women stood near the
children. <b>David wasnt the strongest leader Ive met but the death of so
many at one time is troublesome. This Vampire is ancient. All precautions must
be followed. No one leaves at night. They cant enter unless invited. The
children stay inside regardless</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth went over the facts about Vampires that he knew, to
include some rumors that had not been proven. One of the men spoke up.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Were strong. Weve met Vampires before. They dont
travel in packs the way we do. We outnumber them easily</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth nodded. <b>True on all counts Andreas. How many have
we met that walk in daylight?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silence filled the room. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>How many change forms? </b>He looked around and waited.
No one spoke. <b>How many mind cast fire?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The weight of his words fell upon them all. Daruth was
right. This was not something any of them had ever faced. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Why us? Why now? The Alpha Michael is strong and there
are far weaker packs to kill. It seems foolish in the attempt</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth thought about what Andreas said. <b>I dont have
answers for you. But as of now, no Vampire has attacked Michael</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was a woman named Trina that spoke next. <b>Its said he
has a Son</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Everyone looked at Daruth. News like this was massive. An
Alpha like Michael having a child was of great interest to all, especially the
women. Having the baby of an Alpha wolf brought hope to them. Daruth chose his
words carefully.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its true</b> The confirmation brought gasps from some.
<b>The boy hasnt changed yet</b> He looked around at the women. <b>Hes
small</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The mother? </b>Trina asked. The size of the child was
irrelevant to them. The survival of a child through birth was another matter
entirely. If any wolf could prevent a woman from transforming into a wolf
during pregnancy, it was Michael. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Human</b> Daruth replied. The women all looked away,
struck by the words. It was hard for a human female to give birth to a Werewolf
child, but for a female Werewolf it was even harder.. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But hes a wolf?</b> She asked. Daruth nodded.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Alpha has a Son</b> Trina added. <b>A new pack is
formed</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Alec stood perfectly still. He was on guard at Daruths
home. His nose sniffed at the air, ready for any intrusion. He had served the
Alpha for many years and never failed to protect the pack from danger. Under
any other circumstances his experience would have been enough. But Vera was far
too powerful.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She moved silently. The air seemed to move through her
instead of around her. She stood behind him before he realized he wasnt alone.
With speed that made her arm disappear in a blur, her silver sword came up and
severed Alecs head clean off his shoulders. It fell to the ground before he
felt any pain. The rest of him dropped like a puppet with its strings cut off.
Vera slowly put her sword away as she looked around. Her dead eyes saw
everything. Alec was the third wolf she killed. There were no more outside. She
looked into the woods and nodded her head.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They came out.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The women talked of the childs birth while the men
discussed Davids pack but all of them stopped what they were doing when the
first sound came. They looked up in unison at the door. The men sniffed the
air. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth turned. <b>They cant come in unless invited. Stay
inside</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His words bounced off the walls as the women began to ripple
with the effects of the change. They circled the children like all mothers
would; ready to kill anything that dared come close. He watched as thick claws
formed on the older women. They changed quicker and were more powerful than the
younger ones. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Windows exploded from all around and thick arms moved
inside. Daruth looked shocked and stepped between them and his pack as boards
were ripped away from the house. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My God! They shouldnt be able to do that! Theyre not
invited!</b> Andreas said as he began to change. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Any trace of humanity was quickly leaving Daruths body as
he shifted into the animal inside him. Andreas met his eyes as he looked at him
solemnly, and before the transformation was complete, he spoke his final words.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My friend.those are not Vampires!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>CHAPTER FIVE<a name="Chapter_Five"></a></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick watched the black cloud come into the room. He stood
up and waited for his Master to form but something happened. The cloud
shimmered as if it were about to solidify but then relaxed back into a smoky
state. Patrick watched closely, never having seen this before. Was his Master
changing into some other animal instead of human? Did he change his mind
partway through?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The cloud consolidated and almost took the form of a man
before breaking apart again. Patrick took a step back. He cast out his limited
power. Was this his Master after all? The sensation was unmistakable. It was DeMarco.but
something was wrong.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>With extreme effort the smoke pulled together and the Master
Vampire finally formed. Black tendrils still trailed behind him, trying to
become part of the body. DeMarco looked right past Patrick as if he wasnt
there, and before the Thrall could respond, the Master screamed!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As DeMarco fell to the floor in agony Patrick looked on with
horrified fascination. The ancient one clawed at the floor and spit ran out of
his mouth as he sobbed into the carpet. His words were a jumble of incoherent speech
and Patrick was suddenly afraid. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A wounded Vampire was deadly and unpredictable, but an
ancient Vampire was a nightmare. Survival was everything. No matter what the
cost the Vampire would fight to live. Everything else was secondary. One thing
and only one thing healed a Vampire. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Blood.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>At the moment there was only once source of the precious
fluid present, but unfortunately it was currently being used by Patrick. This
realization hit the young Thrall like a brick! He took several steps back and
moved to the window as he spoke.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Master! Ill get you what you need! I wont fail you!
Trust me!</b> And with that he leaped outside and dropped through the air
until he hit the ground, running as fast as he could. He had to put distance
between him and DeMarco before the Vampire called him back to fulfill his final
duty. A Thrall was nothing if not disposable and Patrick knew this rule far
better than any other DeMarco ever taught him. Patricks curly brown hair
flowed around his face as he desperately searched for food..food, other than
himself that is.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco could barely see. Almost two days passed since he
battled the Druid. Escaping her and traveling back to the loft proved far more
problematic than DeMarco would have ever thought possible. He had lived so long
he forgot what true pain was really like. He had been unable to change the
entire time and was forced to wait out the sunlight in whatever shelter he
could find, hovering on the ceiling of a warehouse or garage. The Holy Water
had made him too vulnerable. As his body finally solidified it took him a
moment to realize the sound he heard was his own screaming. The woman had
blessed the plants and almost destroyed him! His tears dropped on the carpet as
his body sagged with exhaustion. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Food! His mind raced. He needed to drink before someone
found him. Even a simple Werewolf could kill him in this state. He needed help.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Where was Patrick?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth faced the first four Ghouls that burst through the
wall. They were the scourge of the underworld, the unclean, the diseased, and
the mistakes of the Supernatural community. A Ghoul was deadly on many fronts.
One, it was unbelievably strong, matching that of an angry Werewolf. Two, its
bite was poison, even to other supernatural creatures. Three, they could walk
in daylight without harm. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But by far the worst thing a Ghoul possessed that set them
apart from all others..they felt no pain.ever!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Only one thing could destroy a Ghoul. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Fire. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth backhanded the first Ghoul that shambled into his
path. As an Alpha he was far stronger than his brothers and the Ghoul crashed
into the wall with a bone snapping thud. He didnt need to watch to know the
foul creature would get back up again. He understood what he faced, even if the
others didnt. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The next one lunged at him but he lifted it up and used it
like a bat against the other two. He vaulted past them and out through the hole
they opened in the wall. He looked from left to right, taking everything in.
His brothers joined the fray and pulled the four Ghouls outside with them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They were everywhere! At least twenty of them shambled
across the ground toward him. Daruth raked his heavy claws at the closest one
and decapitated it. The heavy body dropped to the ground as its head rolled
away. He watched the sightless hands search for the missing part, still living
even without a brain. He kicked it far away and jumped into the air to the
roof and began to search.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Werewolves flowed out of the building and engaged the Ghouls
one on one if possible. The Ghouls were just as strong but far slower, giving
the Werewolves a tactical advantage. Claws opened up flesh but no blood flowed
out. The foul creatures simply oozed a puss like substance that seemed to clot
up almost right away. The skin pulled back over itself until it knitted back
together again and if the Ghouls noticed the wounds at all, they certainly
didnt show it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>One Ghoul grabbed the arm of a young Werewolf and bit down
hard. The Wolf cried out in pain and yanked his arm back. He swung his other
arm at the Ghoul and ripped open his face. He made as if to attack the creature
with the wounded arm but it barely moved. The poison in the bite had made it
numb. He grabbed the shoulder of his useless limb and howled in anger. The
Ghoul moved forward, its mouth wide open. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth wasnt watching the battle, he already knew the
outcome. They would lose. But he wasnt fighting the battle the same as his
pack mates. Daruth knew something they didnt. Ghouls were mindless creatures.
They were true animals in every sense of the word. They didnt need to eat;
they just hovered in a state between life and death, unable to cross either
line. They were the result of failed attempts to create Vampires, Werewolves
and others species in the supernatural community. They had no real weakness,
save fire. Holy water, sunlight, garlic.none of it bothered them. In many ways
they were superior to others but they served no purpose, except to remind
everyone else how lucky they really were. Ghouls didnt even congregate
together. They wandered aimlessly, usually digging themselves in the ground as if
by instinct knowing they shouldnt be alive. They avoided contact with others,
choosing to be alone and rarely attacked anyone, human or not. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>All this Daruth knew. Which meant someone was controlling
these mindless animals. Someone powerful. Someone with massive amounts of
willpower, like an Alpha Werewolf, or Master Vampire. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Werewolves were pushing the Ghouls as far from the main
house as possible. If any Ghoul got too close they would be pulled away or
thrown behind the others, if only to shamble back in line. The children must be
protected at all times and the female Werewolves formed a savage line of their
own, clawing at the ground and walls, daring anything to get close to them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Ghouls had bitten several Werewolves and it began to
take its toll on them. Many lost the ability to move whatever affected limb
that had the misfortune of being bitten. They began to group together back to
back, protecting each other from the never ending progression.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Ghouls were taking the brunt of the beatings, but broken
bones that resulted in the massive blows the Werewolves doled out, snapped back
together, mending as if never apart. Clawed skin, ripped open to the bone,
re-stitched with ease as if never harmed. They were tanks with an inexhaustible
supply of energy that surged forward, angry and intent on killing. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth used his vision to scan the whole area. The foul
smell the Ghouls gave off hampered his scent. He jumped from the roof and
landed on top of two of them, crushing them into the ground with his heavy
paws. His nailed raked across them in spite of their healing ability. It felt
good regardless. He bolted into the woods and looked into the trees. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas began to tire. His body was untouched by the bite of
the Ghouls unlike many of his brothers. So far only a few had gotten past them
and into the house, but the women proved just as formidable as the men. Ghoul
parts flew over their heads as the women ripped the creatures apart and sent
them back to reform anew. He clawed them and snapped bones but he refused to
bite them, not wanting their foul ooze inside his mouth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth found his target but it wasnt what he expected.
Silas told him the Vampire was a male but this was a woman, Asian by the looks
of her. He took a running start and leaped into the air, dropping directly in
front of her. She looked up at him and if she was afraid, it certainly didnt
show. A flash of silver blurred past his supernatural vision and Daruth barely
moved back in time before losing his head to her sword. He lifted his claws and
they began to spar. His thick claws met her silver sword and smoke began to
fill the air from the reaction of a pure metal to Werewolf flesh. Daruth
pressed forward intent on breaking her concentration.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Vera wasnt as ancient as DeMarco but her powers were great
nonetheless. Her arm moved with unnatural speed and she managed to block the
Alpha Werewolves claws for several moments before one swipe got through. She
didnt cry out in pain. She knew from centuries of existence that her wounds
healed fully. The beast pressed the attack but she cut his thigh open with her
own barrage. Unlike her, he howled at the pain and she allowed herself a smile.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick found a girl about fifteen. Under normal
circumstances she would fit the bill just fine. But DeMarco would need more
than her regain his strength and if Patrick came back with less food than
required, he had no doubt his Master would have him make up the difference. The
girl looked at him with obvious attraction but he moved right past her.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its your lucky day angel</b> he said as he walked by. <b>Maybe
next time</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It took him almost five more minutes before he found what he
was looking for and not a moment too soon. His Master was calling. Patricks
body responded to the command like a puppet. He only had moments left before he
would be forced to attend the wounded Vampire.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The homeless man was big. Maybe he had been a veteran of
some kind. He looked built but not fat. Most likely the endless days and nights
spent moving around hardened his body to its current state. Patrick moved up to
him quickly while no one was around. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man was in his forties with a reddish beard closely
cropped to his face. He wore a green army fatigue jacket and dirty jeans. He
looked Patrick up and down as he came near. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hello </b>Patrick said with a smile. <b>You looking to
make a little cash?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man stood up and he towered over Patrick. His powerful
chest stuck out and his legs filled his jeans nicely. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>If you think Ill be getting on my knees for you I can
tell you now; you dont have enough cash in your pocket for that</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick looked up and down the mans powerful frame. He
grinned. <b>Actually Sir.I thought I could get on my knees for you </b>Patrick
knew the game better than anyone. <b>That is if you have what I need?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man grunted at the thought and grabbed his crotch,
giving it a shake. It was heavy like Patrick knew it would be. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You mind?</b> Patrick asked. The man waved to his
crotch and Patrick reached out and squeezed the fat mound. <b>Wow</b> he said
truthfully. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Still wanna stuff that in your mouth pretty boy?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yes Sir! </b>And he meant every word of it. <b>I have
a place nearby. Does two hundred sound good to you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The mans eyebrows rose. <b>Youre gonna give me two
hundred to</b> <b>suck my dick?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patricks fingers ran across the outline of the heavy cock. <b>Oh
I think its worth every penny. I guy like you could make a lot of money</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man snorted. <b>Im not into boys</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But youre a man</b> Patrick countered. <b>And all men
love to get sucked. How bout it?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The big man shrugged. <b>Its your money. Hope youre
thirsty. I cum like a bull</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick smiled. <b>Dont worry. Im gonna take every drop</b>
he said truthfully.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Long minutes, that seemed to blur into hours, past by as
Daruth and Vera traded blows. Both were cut and bleeding as the circled each
other for a superior position. Daruth pressed his attack and swung his heavily
muscled arms at her with blazing speed, but Vera matched him and met his sharp
claws with the blade of her silver sword. The Alpha wolfs wounds smoked at the
objection to the silver but Daruth ignored the pain refusing to let up. He
watched her carefully, knowing this was the real battle. He began to see breaks
in her facial expressions and knew she was starting to falter under his attack.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It happened so quickly that Andreas almost missed it. The
Ghouls were no longer fighting. Some began to look around, confused at where
they were, while others disengaged themselves from whichever Werewolf they were
tangled with. Andreass heavy claw moved across one of them, opening up its
stomach but the Ghoul simply looked at him, in no pain and with no aggression.
It moved away and turned around giving its back to Andreas. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Werewolves regrouped together and let the Ghouls pass
by.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Vera had lost her control. There was no way she could fight
an Alpha Werewolf and control so many Ghouls at the same time. Her power had
reached its limit and now the released Ghouls were resisting her control to get
away. She dropped her willpower completely and set them free. There was a plus
and a minus with this action. The good part was she was now able to focus all
her attention on the Alpha in front of her. The bad part was, in a short time,
he would no longer be alone. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She moved her arm in a wide arc, forcing Daruth to step back
and then she cast out her will against him, supercharging the air with heat.
Under most circumstances her opponent would burst into flames from this, but he
wasnt her usual opponent, and Vera knew this would only stall him at best.
Waves of heat rippled between them as the Alphas powerful will stopped her
attack. Vera used the time to move away, sheath her sword, and fly into the
air.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>By the time Andreas arrived with three others, the battle
was over and the Vampire was gone.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth transformed back into a human and Andreas did the
same. The others remained in wolf form.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The pack?</b> Daruth asked. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas was panting. <b>Several have been bitten deeply. We
lost two in battle</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Make sure the bitten dont change </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas nodded, knowing Werewolves healed much faster than
their human counterparts. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The women, children? </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas shook his head. <b>Untouched</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A man ran up to them as they walked out of the woods. It was
a young wolf, new to adulthood and Daruth was amazed that he didnt get bit
himself.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Daruth! We found the bodies. She killed all three of
them</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth nodded without comment. He felt the death after the
Ghouls attacked. When his will didnt reach Alec and the others, he knew the
truth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Bring the bodies in. No one is left outside </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man nodded and ran off as Andreas faced Daruth.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>This has to stop. Weve lived here for decades with no
problems. Now all of a sudden were being attacked? This makes no sense</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth looked away in thought. <b>Theres something very
wrong about all of this my friend. Beyond the obvious that is </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They moved to the house. The women were transformed but kept
the children away. They did their best to tend to the wounded wolves. Daruth
took a deep breath.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Alpha Michael must get involved. All packs united
under him. Then we will be our strongest</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas raised his eyebrows. <b>Michael has no desire to
lead and Silas will be loath to bend to his will</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>That time has passed. No longer do we have the luxury of
being separate families. Silas will bend, because he must. And Michael needs
to live up to his birthright, whether he wants to or not. Too many are dead
already. How many more must we lose?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael walked in the store with a list of supplies Wendy
wanted him to pick up. His mind was filled with thoughts of her, the local
packs and of course, Chase. His Son was everything to him and he could barely
believe he had only come into his life so recently. The abilities Chase had
begun to display deeply concerned him. There had never been a human hybrid Son
born from an Alpha before. Chase seemed to defy the odds at every turn. The boy
was mutating the Alpha powers into something unique. It was as if the his body
knew it would never be as strong as other Werewolves so it channeled the energy
into other areas, making him superior on those fronts instead. Michael would
have to watch him carefully over the next few weeks, especially after he
transformed for the first time. Just thinking about it made Michael sigh. If
Chase was using what little power he had now to its full advantage, what would
he do with raw Alpha fuel during his first change? Fuel that Michael had every
intention of giving him. He only had one chance at this and he knew the stakes.
Chase must take as much power from him as possible to be the strongest he could
be. If he changed without it, he would be weak. Far weaker than any other wolf.
And it would be a matter of time before he was killed by a rival. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As he was mulling this over he rounded the corner of an
aisle and his leg struck a large metal beer keg. From the thud it made it was
clear it was full and he hit it with such force that it rolled quickly out of
reach. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A young blonde boy wearing headphones was standing about ten
feet away and didnt hear the noise. Michael dropped the items in his hand and
began to surge forward to prevent the collision..but before he took two full
steps, a thick leg came out and stopped the rouge keg in its tracks. Michael
looked up to find a very large man standing between him the boy. The man was
big by any standards, having full legs and huge bulging biceps. He stepped over
the keg and squared himself off against Michael. This wasnt the first time
this had ever happened mind you, but it usually came from another Werewolf.
Most normal guys wouldnt dream of picking a fight with him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man looked him dead in the eyes without fear of any kind,
and this was more than unusual. People, especially men, could sense the animal
in him and it caused a sort of primal fear on an unconscious level. This man
seemed immune. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked him over. He was human, there was no doubt.
He had to give him credit. Had he been wolf he may very well have been Alpha.
All this over beer?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You should watch your step</b> the large man said. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was at his full height and he was about to step
forward to put the man in his place when he caught his scent. His eyes went
from the man to the boy behind him. There was no mistake, they were related. It
was almost unbelievable. The boy was small, slight of stature and blonde but
his Father was tall, with thick muscles and dark hair. If not for the Werewolf
in him Michael wouldnt have believed it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man pointed to the keg. <b>This belong to you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael shook his head. The man looked as if he didnt
believe him but before he could answer further a teenage boy stepped out and
stood beside the man. He was well built, with strong muscles and black hair. He
wore a shirt with the sleeves missing to show off his biceps. The similarities
between the two were strong and most would see them as Father and Son, but
these two were not related. Michael was sure. He knew blood. The ties of pack
brothers were strong and these two men had no such bond. He breathed in the
air. The scents were different but there was a marking. The mans scent was on
the teenager. Michael could smell it. For wolves it was a sign of possession. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Everything alright? </b>the teenager asked the man,
although he was looking right at Michael. The challenge was obvious. The man
thumbed to the small boy behind them, who was still oblivious to anything.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Go take care of your little brother. Get him to the
truck</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Brother? These boys were no more related than two strangers
on the street. Michael frowned at the comment. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No problem Dad</b> the teenager said, still looking
Michael in the eyes. He moved away and took the blonde boys hand and led him
away. <b>Time to go buddy</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy pulled out a headphone and grinned affectionately. <b>Alright
Max</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As they walked by Michael caught the childs scent. He was
covered in the smell of the man and the teenager. He must spend a great deal of
his time with these two to carry such a marking. As they moved the small boy
unconsciously reached out his hand and ran it across the back of his Fathers
thigh, as if to remind the man that he was there. Michael had no doubt this was
a wasted effort because the man was aware of every movement the child made. He
flashed Michael a brilliant smile that made him think the only thing this boy
was missing was a halo and wings. He was absolutely beautiful. And as he passed
from sight, Michael realized were the mans true willpower came from. Protecting
his child overrode everything else, hence his seeming immunity from fear. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Good looking kid</b> Michael said. <b>Son?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>If he had been hurt we would be having a very different
conversation right now </b>the man said and clenched one thick fist.<b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael grinned. <b>Luckily that didnt happen</b> And
then he made his point. <b>For both of us</b> He held out his hand and after
a moment the big man took it. The Alphas power flowed through him and into the
man. He absorbed his primal feelings. And Michael felt it. This man had killed.
The stain of death was on him and the wolf in him knew the truth as if it had
been written on his chest. Something had happened, something involving the boy
that led to death. This man had taken extreme measures to protect his Son. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael took his hand back and thought of Chase. Would he do
any less? How many would die before he felt the boy was safe? He paid for his
things and watched as the man did the same. They walked out of the store at
near the same time and Michael watched him climb into his truck. The teenager
was sitting beside him and the blonde boy was in the back. The boy moved up and
kissed his Dads cheek and wrapped his small arms around him. The man didnt
pull away or protest at all. In fact, as the boy moved back the man turned and said
something and the child came back and kissed his Dad full on the lips. They
shared a smile as the teenager turned around and said something to make the kid
laugh. The man acted as if he ignored them but Michael could tell he was
enjoying it too. The boy hugged the handsome teenager as a big arm reached back
affectionately and squeezed the childs neck. He kissed the older boy on the
cheek before he sat back.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael understood now where the heavy markings came from.
These three were intimate on a regular basis. He looked at the blonde boy and
probed his mind with his power. There were no signs of classic abuse. The boy
was one of the happiest children he had ever seen. If anything, it was the
teenager bore scars of childhood. Michael could understand the Father and Son
having a relationship like that. He had one with his own Son in fact. Although
having sex with Chase had deeper meaning than simple gratification. He had to
insure his Son had as much of his power as possible. He needed his first
transformation to go as planned and intended to fuel his Sons wolf with as
much of his strength as the boy would allow. Sex was only a pleasant side
effect. The more intimate the act the stronger the connection. And after, if
his Son still wanted, he would continue to give the boy whatever he needed to strengthen
the bond between them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As his mind ran through all of this, he watched the pickup
truck drive away with the three males. When he went to start the engine he
lifted his leg and realized his cock was hard. Just the mere thought of Chase
was having an effect on him. He knew the boys change would be soon, but he was
having a hard time waiting. Every day seemed like an eternity to Michael. He
knew the boy wanted him physically. Feeling his Sons desire drove him to the
breaking point more than once. But the Alpha in him knew better. If Chase drank
before the change the effect wouldnt be the same. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He put the truck in gear and drove home, his cock throbbing
in his pants and hoping his Son was waiting for him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick unzipped the mans pants and reached inside. They
were in an alley far away from the public eye and safe from any disturbances.
His hand pulled forth a thick shaft of meat with a full head that filled his
palm nicely. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Wow. What do you feed this beast?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The big man had his hands on his hips as he looked down with
Patrick. <b>I dont get many complaints</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And Patrick believed every word of it. He stroked the thick
shaft with his hand until it grew to its full nine inches. The man looked
around every so often but Patrick had no need. He would know if anyone came
close to them just by sensing their blood. When he was fully hard Patrick began
to sink to his knees before the man stopped him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Not so fast princess. Lets see the money first</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick grinned and reached into his back pocket and handed
the man two crisp hundred dollar bills. He watched as they disappeared inside
the mans coat.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Start sucking pretty boy</b> he said with a snarl. He
was obviously disgusted at what Patrick wanted to do, but two hundred bucks was
two hundred bucks, and if the kid wanted to blow him, then so be it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick opened his mouth and took the full cock inside. His
lips gripped around the fat shaft and he started to suck on the juicy meat. The
blood that surged through the mans big prick made the young vampires mouth
water. He twisted his head and began to swallow as much of it as he could. The
man was big and got bigger the deeper Patrick went. The base of his prick
flared out thickly and even Patrick couldnt take it all the way in. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hungry little cocksucker arent you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick didnt answer his question. That would involve
taking the meaty prick out of his mouth and that wasnt going to happen anytime
soon. He put both hands on the mans muscled thighs and pulled himself forward.
His jaw opened to the limit as his spit ran out of his mouth by the sheer girth
of the throbbing cock. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats it</b> The man said patiently, as if he was used
to this. <b>Eat that fat dick you fucking punk</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick did his best. He was hungry. Far more than the man
knew. He took more than five inches in his mouth before he had to stop. The
mans big dick was rock hard and barely gave itself to bend down Patricks
throat. DeMarco was big as well, but Patrick sucked him for far different
reasons. DeMarcos power could be absorbed through bodily fluids and every time
Patrick swallowed the Vampires cum, he gained a little of that power. Only
once had the Master allowed Patrick to take his blood, and that was when
Patrick was first turned. The Master doled out a drop or two every few weeks,
just enough to keep the Thrall peaked, but a full feeding would give the boy
too much power too soon, and DeMarco wasnt one to share. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But this big man was sheer lust. Patrick would have loved to
spend hours feasting on the throbbing prick between the muscled mans legs, but
time wasnt on his side. He sucked hard and slowly moved his head around from
side to side so his mouth twisted on the swollen shaft. The man moaned in
appreciation and pushed his hips forward slightly to feed more of his dick into
Patricks mouth. His hand came around and curled in the Thralls soft brown
hair and tugged him forward. If Patrick could have swallowed him whole he would
have.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The mans strong legs began to tremble and Patrick knew he
was going to cum. He longed to make it last, to stop sucking and let the man
calm down but he could already feel the pull of DeMarcos power. He was being
called and soon he would have no choice but to obey, with or without food. He
gripped the pulsing prick with his lips and gave the man the best blowjob he
could and with his Vampire strength, the man must be in heaven.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The groans changed into loud moans and the big dick in
Patricks mouth swelled up to its full girth. Patrick pulled back until just
the head was in his mouth and within a few seconds he felt the warm cream flood
into his throat as the man began to cum. Now both of them were moaning, and for
a brief moment DeMarco lost his hold on the Thrall as Patrick drank deeply from
the mans big prick. Four large swallows later, Patrick opened his eyes and
came to his senses. It felt as if DeMarco was right next to him, his power even
when wounded, was incredible. He looked up to see the man still delirious with
his head thrown back, his fist still laced through Patricks hair. He wished
more than anything he could enjoy this man all night but that wasnt possible.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>With deep regret Patrick let the still swollen cock out of
his mouth and stood up. The mans hand came free easily and before he could
respond, Patrick was behind him with his arm around his throat. It took a
moment for the man to snap out of it and realize what was happening but by then
it was too late. He tried to use his superior size and strength on the teenage
boy but was shocked to find himself powerless, and within a minute he was out
and dropping to the floor. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick lifted the big man up on his shoulders and carried
him up the stairs. He kept to the shadows on the way home and used his Vampire
speed to eat up the distance. He found his Master on the floor in almost the
same position he had left him. His eyes burned with fury at the sight of him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Master!</b> Patrick cried out before the ancient
Vampire could say anything. <b>I have what you need!</b> He dropped the man
on the floor and waved to him. <b>See, I told you I wouldnt fail you. Drink!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco crawled across the floor and lifted the unconscious
man up in his arms. He tilted the head back and sunk his teeth deep into the
thick neck. The warm blood filled his mouth and he drank with a hunger he
hadnt had in a long time. As the life giving fluid moved in him DeMarco felt
the effects of the holy water dissipate and as his strength returned he opened
his eyes and looked at Patrick. The door behind Patrick closed with a loud
crash and the heavy deadbolts latched into place on their own. The window was
next.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick looked back at the sight and knew his time had come.
This man had better be enough or his Master would feed on him next. He silently
prayed he would see another moon in the sky. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I wont fail you Master. You will be whole again</b>
His voice sounding more hopeful than certain. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was almost midnight and Wendy and Emma were already
asleep. Michael pulled Chase on his lap and hugged him tight. Chase was facing
him, his legs on either side of the chair. He leaned in and kissed him on the
mouth. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase moaned softly and wrapped his arms around his Dads
broad shoulders. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love you tiger</b> he told the small boy.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love you too Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael kissed at his Sons mouth, tasting his full lips
with his own. His strong hands ran up and down Chases small back and his big
cock thickened between his legs. Chase noticed it and smiled at him, rubbing
his ass across Michaels large bulge. He grinned at the boy and took him by the
hips and started to move him around his lap. He leaned in and sunk his tongue
into his mouth for Chase to suck on. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It had taken great effort to Michael to hold his desire in
check when he came home. Chase was there and he felt the boys hunger for him
almost immediately. It took all his Alpha power to keep not only his Son in
check, but himself as well. Eating dinner so near the boy was excruciating. In
his mind he kept seeing that big man from the store and his blonde Son kissing
over and over again. He would occasionally dart his eyes over to Chase young,
beautiful Chase. His heavy dick threatened to rip out of his pants and Michael
was afraid the chair would break from all the shifting he was doing. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase pulled at his shirt and crushed his mouth against him.
He reached down and lifted it off his body and threw it to the ground. Chases
hands immediately ran over his big chest and muscled arms. He watched his Sons
hand move around him, testing his strength. Michael lifted up his arm and made
a thick muscle for the boy to play with. He stuck out his tongue and managed to
push it into Chases mouth for a moment, but the boy wanted to feel his hard
flesh so Michael pulled back and let his Son rub at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Theyre like rocks</b> the boy said with his soft voice
and hypnotic eyes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats not the only thing</b> Michael countered. As
Chase grinned at him Michael moved forward and stuck his tongue back inside his
mouth. Chase sucked on it for a moment until Michael sat back again. He lifted
up both his arms and stuck out his chest and let all his muscles flare out at
the same time. Chases eyes were as big as saucers at the incredible sight. His
small hands were lost in a sea of thick muscle and blonde hair that covered
them. He moved rapidly over each bicep and across the massive chest and up the
thick neck and around the broad shoulders. Finally his eyes found Michaels and
the boy sighed with utter contentment. Michael laughed and wrapped his powerful
arms around his Son and pulled him close. Their mouths crushed against each
other and they moaned at the same time, both having exactly what they
wanted..and the world melted away. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael could tell the heat from his body and the smell of
his sweaty flesh was driving Chase over the edge. He hugged the boy so tight
the air rushed from Chases lungs and he sunk his thick tongue as far inside
his mouth as it would go. After a moment he pushed the small boy back and
grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Is there some reason you still have your clothes on?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It took Chase a moment to leave the wave of pleasure he was
riding as his mind grappled with what he heard. He blinked a few times and then
pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. He moved off
Michaels lap and pushed at his jeans but his fingers kept fumbling with the
button. Michael watched what seemed like a year as the struggle showed no sign
of a winner when the big man couldnt take it anymore. He reached out and
grabbed the small pants with both hands and ripped them away with one powerful
tug. Chase looked at him with surprise and it seemed as if were about to say
something when the boys eyes changed. The hunger they both had for each other
was written on the faces of both the Son and the Father and nothing else was
important. Chase grabbed his underwear and shoved them roughly down until he
was completely naked. Michael watched like the hungry wolf he was and pulled
him back on his lap. He grabbed the boys legs and pulled them around his waist
as his massive prick threatened to rip his own jeans apart. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael kissed his Son deeply while the boy attempted to
feel every inch of his body with his small hands, all at the same time. Chases
eyes were glowing as the Alpha knew they would be. His time was coming and the
change would take place soon. He had to be prepared. Coupling with another wolf
would ease the change but as an Alpha, and more importantly his Father, Michael
could control it completely. He had already drunk from Chase but his Son wasnt
quite ready to take his cum yet. That bond would come soon enough; right now
the boy was in heat!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase pushed against his big chest and for a moment Michael
was lost as to why his Son wanted to get away, but as space opened between
them, the boys hands ran down his stomach and grabbed the thick bulge between
his legs. Ten small fingers probed frantically at the throbbing mound for a way
in as Michael stabbed his tongue in and out of the boys mouth, teasing him
into a fever. Chase tried to suck on him but could only do it for a brief
moment before Michael took his tongue back, then the jeans surrounding the
large cock the child craved proved as strong a prison as steel bars. Chase
moaned in deep frustration at both torments. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael kept it up for only a few moments, amused at his
Sons persistence. He stuck his tongue deep inside Chases mouth and left it
there for him to suck on as he moved his whole body forward making Chase lean
far back. He held his Sons small hips with both hands and suddenly sat back,
breaking the kiss. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases eyes were pulsing with Supernatural power, his mouth
open and panting. Michael looked down and his Son followed his gaze until they
both watched Chases frantic hands. The boys lithe fingers were practically
clawing to get the big cock. Michael looked up and smiled at his Son but Chase
didnt smile backhe was too far gone. Instead he did something that almost
made Michael cum right there.he said one word.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Daddy</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Involuntarily Michaels eyelids fluttered and his eyes
rolled a little as the wave of desire ripped out from Chase and flowed over him
like the ocean.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Fuck</b> he mumble to himself, caught totally by
surprise. He lifted Chase up as he stood from the chair and threw the small boy
over his shoulder like a towel. His Sons hard cock pressed against his chest
as he moved them over to the boys bed. Michael lifted him off and dropped him
down on the soft mattress with a thud. The instant the let go, his hands were
reaching for his zipper and opening his pants up for the boy. Chase wasted no
time in righting himself and getting into position to accept his Fathers
offering. His small hands found his Dads wrists and he pulled at them as if to
assist unwrapping the considerable gift. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels huge prick sprung out like a baseball bat and it
bounced in the air as Chase took in the amazing sight before his eyes. A small
amount of saliva actually ran out of the corner of his mouth as the smell of
his Dads big dick filled his senses. Chase pushed away his Dads hands and
grabbed the fat shaft between his large legs and engulfed the swollen head, all
at the same time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The feel of his Sons velvet mouth made the muscle man throw
his head back and growl, the beast in him clearly taking over. Only the growl
that rumbled out of his chest could drown out the sound of Chases moan that
vibrated up his hard cock. He felt his Sons small fingers squeeze his prick
with almost supernatural strength, but it made no difference to Michael, he was
a full grown wolf and an Alpha at that. He took a deep breath and looked down
at his Son. Chase was lost and Michael wasnt even sure he would hear him if he
spoke. The boys mouth was sucking so hard his cheeks were red. His hands were
pulling at the massive shaft and feeding it into the hungry mouth like life
depended on it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels eyes glazed over in pure lust as he watched his
Son give him head.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Suck me Chase</b> he said deeply, not really realizing
he had said it until it came out. One powerful hand took hold of his Sons head
and he helped the boy move around in his struggle to swallow Michaels mammoth
prick. His big nuts churned with cum as they worked over time with excitement.
The amount of cream he would shoot was going to be considerable, thanks no less
to the angelic blonde boy he saw at the store earlier. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Eat it Son. Eat it up!</b> Michael said hastily. But
Chase didnt hear him. Or if he did, he didnt acknowledge it. His head moved
from side to side, twisting around the throbbing prick and sucking at the full
head, eager for cum. After the longest moment in the adult Werewolfs life, his
hands came forward to push the boy away but Chase seemed to sense the action
and his glowing eyes looked up and stopped the man cold. Michael had to blink
to regain control and with extreme effort he put both hands behind his back,
laced his fingers together and let his head fall back as the growl escaped into
the air. Let the boy suck, he thought to himself, not really sure whos idea it
was to let that happen. He was an Alpha, his authority was complete.or so he
told himself. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases mouth worked at his Dads big dick as his hands
pulled down the mans jeans. He reached down and took hold of the large, hairy
nuts that hung like golf balls between his Fathers legs. He tugged at the sack
and felt their considerable weight, knowing what this meant. His lips gripped
at the throbbing shaft and his tongue ran circles around the swollen flesh as
he wished more than anything that he could take every inch down his throat. No
thoughts of Bart, Sean, or Patrick ran through his mind, the only thing that
mattered was sucking his Dads big dick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael felt his thighs tremble as his boy worked him over.
He tried to spread his legs apart more, but his jeans held him in place. A part
of him was afraid to move, not wanting to make Chase stop, while another part
struggled to push the boy away. It wasnt time yet after all. The tie was
broken by what Michael did nexthe looked out the window and saw the moon. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The bright white light washed over him and renewed his
immense power. This was not about just pleasure, he had a duty to fulfill and
the source of his strength reminded him of that. He looked down at the handsome
boy he was proud to call Son and gently took his head in both his hands and
pushed him away. The child struggled against him but there simply was no
contest. He moved on top of Chase and pulled his legs up and around his waist.
He aimed his wet prick at the boys small hole and gently began to push inside.
Chase moaned loudly as the big cock demanded entry. Michael watched his Son
carefully so not to hurt him. He knew the boy was too far gone to resist but
the fact remained, Chase was still a little boy and Michael was a full grown
man. When the head of his cock sunk into his Son Michael rolled his eyes up and
groaned in pleasure. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Oh Chase!</b> his deep voice cried out. His big hands
found the boys small waist and he began to fuck him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was lost in pleasure as he usually was when his Father
was around. As the days grew closer to his change, Chase felt it becoming more
difficult to hide his desires for the men in his life and if it not for his
Fathers power, he might very well have gone insane. The man tamed the beast
inside of him and kept him quiet so Chase could continue to function as close
to normal as possible. But the night before the full moon would be a hard one
for Chase which is why he did his best to overwhelm the boy with power and lull
him into sleep for long hours. The moon was calling, and tomorrow the boy would
answer. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Tonight Michael must feed the beast in his Son in another
way. His big cock sunk into the child and he twisted his hips around with each
gentle thrust until Chase cried out in pleasure. His tiny hands clawed at his
Fathers broad shoulders and he leaned up to bite at the mans thick neck.
Michael was relentless and never stopped pumping himself into Chase. He pushed
his heavy weight down on the boy and Chase groaned loudly in approval. It
wasnt long before Michael felt his Son explode against his stomach. The boys
warm cum splashed across the Alphas bronzed skin and he grinned when his Sons
eyes rolled back in his head as he came. Chase shuddered in his big arms and Michael
hugged him close and whispered in his ear how much he loved him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When he was fully spent Michael cast out his power and
pushed the boys conscious mind down to sleep. He very carefully pulled his
mighty prick out and kneeled over his Son as the boy slept. With one hand he
pumped his thick shaft, still wet with the boys saliva while he watched the
child sleep. Before he was about to cum, Michael slowly moved away and went to
the window to shoot his heavy load out into the cool night air. For a moment
the sky was filled with the sight of the Alphas white cum as it rained from
the top floor of the barn and down to the earth below. He felt weak in his
knees and held the frame for support as he finished his orgasm. He looked over
to his Son to see Chase breathing deeply, fast asleep. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It seemed like every orgasm he had with his Son was taking
more and more out of him. Tomorrow would be the ultimate test. The immense
power that the Alpha had at his disposal would be offered to his Son during his
transformation. How much the child could take was up to him of course, but
Michael was determined to give him a banquet to feed the hungry beast in him.
He walked over to Chase and very carefully climbed in bed with him. He wrapped
his thick muscled arms around the sleeping child and pulled him close. Chase
moaned slightly at the sudden warmth pressed against him but quickly settled
down again as Michael held him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Vera and Cornelius stood near DeMarco as he planned out
their next and final moves against Michael. Patrick was in the room but stood
far away from the ancient ones, not wanting to be noticed by any of them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Tomorrow is the full moon. He will give the boy his
power when it is highest in the sky</b> He began to say more but Cornelius
stopped him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>They will be at the height of their power then </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco nodded. <b>And he will also be his most vulnerable</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Agreed </b>Vera joined in.<b> But you wont be facing
two Alphas and their armies</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco dismissed her response. <b>I have every confidence
in you. The Beast must be distracted until I can get to his Son</b> He looked
over at Patrick in thought. <b>You two will hold the line until I can summon
the Alpha to me. By then it will be too late</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What of the Druid?</b> Vera asked and DeMarcos face
paled. Just the thought of the woman made him feel ill all over again. He took
a moment to gather his willpower.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No one touches her. I will deal with her after the Alpha
is dead</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Vera frowned, not knowing what happened to DeMarco when he
fought the woman. The ancient told them nothing about his near destruction at
the hands of the magic user. It would have shown weakness and DeMarco was
anything but. They continued to discuss the fine details of the assault while
Patrick stood far away and looked out the tinted window, wondering if he would
survive through next week. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Long hours later and mile away, the Werewolves were also
meeting. Michael, Silas, and Daruth stood with several lieutenants in Silass
mansion. They had been speaking for hours as Daruth filled them in on what
happened at his compound. Michael listened intently and Silas mostly paced back
and forth, eager for a fight. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>This still makes no sense to me</b> Silas growled. <b>These
attacks are without merit. Why allows us to regroup at all? Why havent they hit
you yet?</b> he said looking at Michael. Michael shook his head, not knowing
the answer to give, when Andreas spoke up.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>They have</b> he simple said. Everyone turned to him.
He took one step forward without actually joining the circle of Alpha wolves
before him. He looked at Michael. <b>Your wife was attacked was she not?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The large blonde man nodded but didnt speak, Silas did that
for him. <b>So what?</b> he sounded somewhat put off that Andreas would even
think himself worthy to speak to three Alphas. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>So.</b> Andreas spoke slowly and carefully, not
wanting to anger the dangerous leader. Silas was known for his bad temper and
quick punishment and even with Daruth standing so near, Silas was formidable. <b>If
I were a Master Vampire and wanted to kill all Werewolves in the area.I would
need a powerful army, other Vampires to be sure. That didnt work out so well
though, so they brought in Ghouls next </b>Silas was losing his patients with
Andreas and his eyes started to glare at the man in anger, but Daruth and Michael
were listening intently to what he was saying. <b>With each and every attack
they have increased their assault with stronger weapons against us</b> To
Andreas this train of thought was easy to follow, but only Daruth understood
where he was going with it. Michael was still confused and Silas began to
growl. Andreas put his hand up in surrender at the large wolf and nodded his
head. <b>My lord Werewolves spend all their time in the woods, fighting,
living, and reproducing. Its our home</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>And this is news to us how?</b> Silas demanding voice
bellowed as he stepped forward. Daruth lifted up his arm, putting it between
Silas and Andreas. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Silas!</b> Daruth barked. <b>Listen for a change at
what hes saying. We live in the woods! Michaels wife is a Druid! </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It took another moment for Michael to understand and when he
did he breathed out a long sigh. <b>Oh my God</b> he spoke mostly to himself,
his eyes on Daruth and then Andreas.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>So what?</b> Silas continued. <b>What does that have
to do with anything? </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth turned until he was fully facing Silas. <b>How much
damage do you think a Vampire army could do to us if they had a Druid on their
side?</b> He looked around the room and raised his arms up in a flourish. <b>If
the whole forest came alive to kill us? Every treeevery vine?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas looked blankly at him for a moment and turned to
Michael. <b>Is that even possible?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael shook his head. <b>I dont know. Technically shes
not human</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>That was all he needed to hear. <b>Werewolves dont turn
into Vampires when were bitten</b> Silas argued. <b>And shes not human
either!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth nodded. <b>Yes, all that is true. But tell me my
friend, how many Vampires have you met that change into smoke? </b>He looked
to Michael. <b>This is an Ancient with incredible powers; if she can be turned
it will be by him</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was lost in thought but managed to respond. <b>Making
Vampires isnt easy but</b> his mind wandered. <b>She said he was moving
toward her in smoke form, as if to get inside her body</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>To posses her </b>Andreas stated, not quite a question.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas barked. <b>You dont know that!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Which is the point hes making Silas </b>Daruth
interceded. <b>We dont know</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael moved away. <b>I have to speak to my wife. Ill be
back later. Everyone stay together. Keep the children safe</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth moved with him. <b>Should you be apart from us?
Bring your family here. Were stronger with you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael didnt want anyone to know that Chase was about to
change. He had to be there for his Son when this happened and if the Vampires
chose to attack, then the others would have to deal with it until he was free.
He couldnt allow Chase to have his first change around so many other wolves,
it was far too dangerous. Daruth moved in front of Michael and Michael put a
large hand on his shoulder in friendship. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I have my reasons Daruth. You and Silas are powerful and
I will be here when you need me I promise</b> He moved around Daruth and
caught Seans eye. The boy was looking at him with a longing that Michael could
feel clear across the room. Without bothering to turn Michael said, <b>Silas,
I need Sean for a while. Ill bring him back when I can</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas was deep in thought and although Sean was an
intelligent boy, for a Werewolf soldier he was average at best, and Silas
thought in terms of strength not metal abilities. He waved his hand in the air
and gave his permission without even looking at them. Sean was already moving
before Silas gave him his leave, which was lucky for the young wolf on many
levels. Bart moved forward as well, wanting to see Chase again, and after all,
what would the Alpha Michael need of Sean that a stronger wolf wouldnt offer?
But Michael shook his head and motioned for Bart to stay where he was.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I only need him</b> he stated and moved out of the
room, pushing the blonde wolf in front of him and out the door. Bart watched
with confusion and a little jealousy. Chase wanted him, not Sean, why wasnt he
needed?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When they were in the truck moving off the compound and out
of the range of sensitive Werewolf hearing, Michael turned to Sean and asked
him if he thought about his future and what he wanted to do. With a quickness
that almost prevented Michael from getting out his sentence fully, he answered
that he wanted to be a part of his pack and was ready to take the next step.
His eyes moved between Michaels strong legs and rested on the heavy bulge that
always seemed to be there whenever he looked. Michaels strong hand came up and
rested on the back of Seans neck and started to rub him tenderly.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You know you cant go back if we do this. Once Im in
you my mark will be clear. Everyone will know</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean nodded and told Michael he had thought of nothing else
since he was made the offer. He told the Alpha he knew almost every wolf in the
area and he would be a great asset to him but Michael only laughed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Sean I appreciate your enthusiasm but the truth is I
picked you above all others because of your mind, not your connections.
Chase.</b> He paused for a moment. <b>Chase likes Bart far too much and I
dont trust someone who is muscle first and brains later</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Bart and Chase? </b>Sean said in some surprise. It
wasnt out of the realm of possibility that was sure. Bart was a strong and
handsome boy, with big muscles and an easy smile. He himself had spent more
than one night in the teenagers arms after a heavy workout that usually ended
in sucking Barts big cock and getting fucked by him. And Bart, being the
budding Alpha that he was, usually took on not just Sean, but Jason as well.
For a gay wolf like Chase, Bart would be irresistible. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah, but I need someone who will do what I need without
Chase getting in the way. I dont trust Bart. Not like I trust you</b> His
strong hand kneaded the blonde teenagers neck and Sean felt a little dizzy at
the intimacy. They were a few miles away from Silass compound already and no
other cars were on the sleepy road. <b>So Sean.are you ready to join my
family?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yes Sir! </b>Sean said, never more sure of anything in
his whole life. Michael pulled the truck over for and started to undo his own
pants.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well finish this at the farm but we might as well enjoy
the trip</b> He tugged out his massive prick and fisted it in one strong hand.
He pulled Seans head down to his lap and felt the blonde boys mouth wrap
hungrily around his big cockhead. He looked in the mirror, no one was around.
He slowly pulled the truck back on the road while Sean sucked at his heavy
prick. <b>You like that Son?</b> But Sean didnt pull his mouth off, he
sucked at him as hard as he could, stuffing as much of the beastly shaft in his
mouth as possible. Instead he moaned his answer. Michael smiled and stroked the
boys soft blonde hair as they drove down the road. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There was a difference between Sean and Chase and what
Michael was doing for them. Chase hadnt changed yet. His animal would use
whatever power it had at the time of the first change and become whatever it
would be for all time. If Michael gave his Son the raw fuel to power up this
first change then it would be permanent. Sean had already changed several years
ago and his beast was set in stone so to speak. The benefit of having an Alpha
like Michael was that his power could be loaned out to the teenager, much like
having a car suddenly fueled with Nitro. Michaels Alpha power would move into
Sean and power him up considerably. He wouldnt tire nearly as fast, and his
strength would be vastly improved as would his healing ability and stamina. The
drawback with this was that is wasnt permanent. Sean would need regular
feeding from the Alpha to maintain his new power. But that power would be
noticeable by all other wolves, which was really the point. His new strength
would be a beacon to others to stay away from him. Being under the Alphas
protection like Chase currently was was one thing. But sharing in the Alphas
power base was another. Being the Alphas Son didnt stop Chase from getting
beaten up and it didnt deter the boys doing it in any way, but had they sensed
his birthright active in his system, they would have kept a wide berth to avoid
the Alpha offspring. Chase had not changed and with everything going on he
needed a protector if the Alpha couldnt be around. Sean was by far the best
applicant. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase would take what he needed during his wolfs birth and
the change would be forever, whether Michael stayed alive or not, which is why
so many Werewolf packs had a leadership legacy that ran deeply in the same
families. Fathers giving Sons the power they needed to rule was traditional
and expected. It would be foolhardy to give that power to someone with no
allegiance. Thats how dynasties fell. But bodyguards were available in
abundance and at least one strapping blonde boy was ready to enlist.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase will change tonight. I need you to guard us both </b>It
was now or never. Sean must be ready and committed; there would be no more
chances. <b>I want you to kill anything that comes near us</b> His big
fingers ran through the thick blonde hair. <b>Im going to give you all the
power you need to do this. And remember SeanI picked you over all of them </b>The
teenager pushed his head deeper into the Alphas lap and Michael felt the head of
his big dick push at the boys throat. Michaels hand ran down Seans back and
he squeezed the handsome teenagers firm ass as he lifted up his hips, feeding
the boy more of his cock. <b>Im gonna show you what its like to be with a
real Alpha </b>He gripped the teenagers ass. <b>And Sean.I really hope
youre hungry</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco stood near Patrick. The others left the loft, their
tasks clear before them. It was daytime but the ancients travelled in dark cars
with human drivers and DeMarco had a large underground parking facility. <b>You
have an important job. In fact everything rests on you </b>Patrick shifted
uneasily from foot to foot. <b>Just lead the boy away. The Father will be
gone, hell be alone</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The mother?</b> Patrick asked. DeMarco sneered at the
thought of the woman. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I will deal with her, just get the boy out</b> He put
his arm around Patrick and pulled him in close. Patrick leaned against his
Master and sighed. <b>And before you go, I want you to drink from me. I need
you at your best</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>This was a great honor and Patrick knew it. Usually he was
given no more blood than was needed. DeMarcos power flowed through his veins
like molten lava and Patrick loved the way it felt, even if it faded after a
few days. But with every feeding Patrick kept a fraction of the power and this
wasnt lost on DeMarco. He made Thralls in the past and usually destroyed them
before they became a problem. Patrick had a long way to go before that
happened. He was already stronger by decades than he should be for his age, due
to the blood the Ancient gave him. But tonight..at least for tonighthe must
be a little stronger.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was naked and on his knees while he sucked at Michaels
huge prick. The Alpha stood before him and watched while the boy made love to
his cock. There was a barn at the end of Michaels property, used for animals giving
birth, but now stood empty. Wendy was with Emma getting more holy water and
Chase was inside kept calm by Michaels power. Today would be a bad day for him
and Michael spared the boy by making him sleep through most of it. The beast
was stirring and it would come out be it hell or high water. He had his mind locked
on his Son the whole time, knowing his childs every move. Since it was daytime
he knew the boy would be safe, especially since Wendy laced all the plants with
holy water and planted garlic. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels cupped the back of Seans head and he steadied the
boy with the other hand. <b>Look at me Sean </b>The boys eyes moved up to
his. <b>From now on youll answer only to me. My power will be yours. Ill
know your thoughts, your desires, and your fears. You will come to me when I
call and kneel before me to drink</b> He pulled the boy toward him and fed him
another few inches of his mighty prick and then put his hands behind his back. <b>Nowwhos
your Master Sean?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>If Sean could have unhinged his jaw he would have, as it was,
Michaels considerable girth was pushing into his throat and making his eyes
water. He twisted his head around the big mans prick and sucked on it as hard
as he could. It was by far the biggest dick Sean had ever had. When he thought
he couldnt take anymore, the wolf in him began to stir in hunger. The power
the Alpha was offering him was like a steak to a starving man. The Wolf simply
had to have it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked down in approval as Sean began to take his
heavy cock deeper and deeper into his throat. The boy tried to look up at him
in submission, but his struggles were too great, and he eventually gave up and
concentrated on swallowing as much of Michaels throbbing dick as he could. The
boys strong hands gripped at his rock like calves and ran up and down the
backs of his furry legs as he engorged himself on the big prick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha being the ultimate male, simple stood there and
watched. This job was for Sean and Sean alone. He made no effort to help the
boy or encourage him further. If Sean wanted it badly enough he would find a
way to manage on his own. Lucky for him he was a true Alpha, and making cum to
feed the pack with was a gift he possessed in spades. Chase would be taking
most of it tonight and Michael had to be ready to give him as much as he
wanted. He knew Sean had drank from Silas already, he could smell the rival
Alphas power in all three boys the first time they met. He must have fueled
them up before they came to the farmas if it would have made any difference.
Even Silas at the height of his power was no match for Michael in human form,
let alone wolf. It was more of a power play, to show him who owned the
teenagers.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>For a wolf like Sean taking power from his Father wasnt
needed. The man wasnt an Alpha and had no power to give. When they were
brought into Silass pack each would be marked with the Masters power so
everyone would know who they belonged too. This simple marking would last for
life, or at least until another, more powerful Alpha took them. And Michael
knew that Silas wouldnt be happy with this change in Sean. His marking would
be erased in the boy and replaced with a far more powerful one, a mark that
Silas would take as a direct threat to his leadership. But Michael would deal
with his rival later, right now his Son was the most important thing and if
Silas objected too much, he would be rewarded with yet another scar across his
face. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Seans head was slowly moving from side to side as he
attempted to corkscrew the Alphas huge prick right into his throat. The boys
spit ran heavily down Michaels shaft and the barn filled with the sound of the
teenagers sucking mouth. His hands gripped and squeezed at the muscle mans
big legs until the Alphas cock swelled up even larger in his mouth. Sean
gagged and tears ran out of his eyes as he struggled with the new girth between
Michaels legs. He pulled back until just the head of the mans big dick was in
his mouth and thats when it happened. He tasted the first offering from the
Alpha as his mind exploded with the flavor of Michaels pre cum. He sucked hard
at the fat head and pulled as much of it out as he could. He growled in hunger
and pushed his head between the mans legs until the large cock made him gag
again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael watched Seans struggle with interest. He was
pleased with the teenagers effort. When his big cock leaked out the first of
its fluid he knew the boy would be replaced by the beast inside of him. He felt
the blondes strong hands grip at the back of his legs and literally impale
himself on the massive jutting cock. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean felt himself gag again and when he pulled back more of
the Alphas power laced fluid seeped into his mouth. Sean sucked hard at the
head, his cheeks hollowed out in effort and when it was gone he pushed down the
fat shaft and began to eat at the heavy shaft again. The swollen head lodged in
the opening of his throat but the wolf now took over. Before Sean could gag
again, his throat opened up in welcome to the Alphas mighty prick, and the
enormous meat began to work its way inside. Inch after inch began to disappear
in front of Sean as the base of Michaels cock came closer and closer. He felt
the fluid drip down his throat like hot milk and his muscles surged with power.
The Alpha was giving it to him and Sean wanted it all!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was gone. The beast in him was active even though he
was in human form. Michael watched closely as he felt his big dick sink into
the handsome teenagers throat. He was almost ready to feed the boy and Sean
must have felt it too because he began to growl in anticipation. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There were maybe three inches left and Sean could barely
breathe, but he didnt care. In moments he would forever leave Silass pack and
become greater than he could ever imagine. Michaels cock began to pulse and
throb and Sean sucked harder than ever. His spit had run down his chin and down
the fat shaft to soak into the mans jeans. His fingers became claws as the
change in his power began to shift, and he held onto the powerful legs of the
Alpha as the true marking was upon him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And then it happened..Michael came!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean felt the cream flow up the mans massive shaft and
splash against his throat. The moment the pure cum touched his skin every
muscle in his body flared out! The power in the man flowed into the boy and
charged him up like a battery. Sean wanted to growl as loud as possible but
that would mean he would have to stop sucking, and only death would make the
blonde boy do that! He pulled at the mans legs and drank hungrily as the Alpha
came like a bull inside his throat.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael saw the change in Sean immediately. He felt the
claws on his legs as Sean held him in a death grip. The muscles on the boys
back shifted and swelled up, his shoulders thickened and his biceps inflated.
He felt his big balls empty into the boy and knew most of it would be wasted.
Sean was just too seasoned a wolf to take what the Alpha had to offer. It was
like trying to charge a car battery with a lightning bolt. Sean was so far
outmatched but by God if he wasnt hungry. Even after Michael stopped coming,
Sean continued to suck. He slowly worked his way off the fat prick an inch at a
time until he nursed on the head for long minutes with his eyes closed. The
growl of lust was replaced by a long content moan that filled the barn like
song.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Finally, Michael pulled his big dick out and ran his hand
through Seans blonde hair. <b>Look at me boy</b> he commanded and Sean
slowly obeyed by tilting his head up and opening his eyes.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They were glowing!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick sat in the woods several miles from Michaels farm.
DeMarco was watching the wolf from a much closer distance, but his abilities
could mask his presence and Patrick didnt have a tenth of his Masters power,
even with a fresh drinking. Chase had been left alone today while the Alpha
tended to pack business that DeMarco created. Everything counted on keeping the
Alpha busy and giving him a reason to leave Chase alone. It took DeMarco almost
two hours to plant the suggestion in Chases mind that Patrick was his friend.
He had to be careful not to alert the Alpha with his Vampiric sending. The
Alpha was alert and powerful but his abilities of telepathy paled in comparison
to DeMarcos. Still, everything was in place, and aside from the Druids
refusal to turn, the Vampires plan was working perfectly. After the passing of
power, the connection of the Alpha to his young Son would be complete, and for
the first time in his life, Michael would finally have a weakness.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco looked up at the moon. It would be full in a matter
of hours, and shortly after, the Alpha would die. He let his mind wander as he
thought of the various ways he was going to torture the Druid for the anguish
she caused him. Her death wouldnt come for a long time but her pain would be
great. Or so he told himself. His focus was so intent on the Alpha and his mate
that he never noticed the young blonde Werewolf, moving slowly through the
woods, miles away, and heading toward Patrick.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Two hours later the moon reached its height in the sky. Its
full white circle shined down on Michaels farm like a star, as if to herald in
a new birth. The Alpha felt the power wash over him and the beast in him wanted
to roam free, but he held it at bay and watched his young Son. Chase paced
around the room for the last hour. There was an impatience that Michael knew
all too well. The animal in his Son was about to enter the world for the first
time, and Michael couldnt help but think how this young boy..this dark haired
beauty, had defied the odds at every turn. He shouldnt even be alive, but
through some miracle here he was. Michael had no answers to give. The things
that Chase did seemed impossible, but tonight something wonderful was going to
happen, and Michael would be with his Son for every second of it. He kept his
distance from the boy. Chases desire for him ran an all time high. The animal
in the child wanted the power the Alpha had to offer, and Michael knew it. He
counted on it in fact. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Every time Chase looked at him he could feel the hunger roll
over him. The boys eyes were focused on the bulge between Michaels legs as if
he knew instinctively what it meant for him. Michael used his willpower to keep
Chase at bay and he purposely sat behind a desk hide his bulging crotch. He
spoke softly to his Son to keep him calm but touching the boy now was out of
the question. They were both in heat and the Alpha wanted his Son even more
than the boy wanted him, if that were possible. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Every minute past by like an eternity and as the moonlight
crept into the room and landed on Michaels arm, his heavy cock began to throb.
It strained to be free and engage the boy in the room. Chase stopped moving and
looked at the moon through the large bay window, the light from the celestial
object casting a shadow of him across the floor. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase</b> Michael called softly. Chase hadnt been this
still for hours and now he was like a statue. <b>Son?</b> he called again,
but the boy didnt answer. He got up and moved to his Son but didnt touch him.
<b>My love</b> he called with concern. He moved slowly around his Son until
he could look at his face. The moon was shining right on it and Michael
couldnt help but gasp slightly at what he saw.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases eyes were full of blue fire.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology><a name="Chapter_Six"></a>Chapter Six</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was frozen. Tendrils of wispy blue energy flowed out
of his Sons eyes like smoke and Michael didnt know if this was to be expected
or if it was just one more thing that was unique to Chase. You see Michael knew
what to do by instinct. He knew that he had to offer his Son his power at the
right time; much like a mother knows how to feed her young. But Michael had
shunned his duties as an Alpha his whole life and although the wolf in him knew
what to do, the man had actually never been through this. Chase was the first
offspring he ever had that would become a Werewolf. He stood there frozen in
space not sure what to do when Chase took over. The boys small hands reached
out and ripped apart Michaels shirt, baring his strong, hairy chest. He
stepped forward and felt the muscles of his Fathers stomach and moved up to
his large pecs, gripping them with a strength that Chase had never possessed.
Michael watched the boy closely but made no move to stop him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase</b> he said very softly. <b>How do you feel?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But his Son didnt answer him. He moved his small hands all
over Michaels muscled torso as if he was seeing it for the first time. And as
Michael watched he realized this was exactly what was happening. Chase was
seeing him for the first time. At least the animal in the child was. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase</b> he said again, but the boy ignored him. His
hands reached up to grip Michaels strong shoulders and squeezed them as if
testing their strength. <b>My God</b> he thought to himself. <b>Hes summing
me up!</b> Michael stood there while his Son explored his strong body. The
child moved up and down each arm, gripping the biceps at each pass. He ran his
hands around his Fathers waist and pulled at him as if to pick him up. Michael
of course didnt move and inch and this seemed to please his Son to no end. The
Alpha was slightly insulted that he had to go through this test. He was THE
Alpha, not just some run of the mill wolf and the beast in Michael began to
come out. A thick rumble boiled in his chest and ran up his throat, filling the
room with a bass like sound. Chase looked up and his eyes actually flashed with
approval. He felt his large muscles swell up, daring the small boy to test him
further. Before he could stop himself, he stepped forward, towering over his
Son. He glared down at the boy in challenge and Chase didnt disappoint. He put
one hand between Michaels legs and squeezed the heavy bulge between them. Now
the wolf in Michael responded fully, and a loud growl erupted out of the big
mans throat. Chase looked up, still not speaking, and openly gripped his
Fathers mound. The Alpha growled in challenge, his big shoulders bunching up,
his thick neck flaring out, and Michael knew why being alone with Chase so
important. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Had another wolf been present, he would have killed them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There could only be one choice for Chase. The Alpha would
have destroyed any other competitors for Chase to pick from. This was as primal
as it came. The right of mating would be determined not by the human in him but
by the animal. Sean, Bart, and especially Silas, would have fallen quickly
under Michaels sharp claws. There would be no dispute to his authority. The
beast wouldnt allow it and the contest would have ended in death.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases hand ran around the thick bulge between his Fathers
legs and Michaels cock swelled up in response. Chases fingers sunk into the
mound with all his strength but the big dick between the mans legs pushed back
with equal power. Chase glanced up at him and Michael snarled with smug
confidence. Chases other hand moved to join the first one and he leaned
forward and began to lick at the center of his Fathers hairy chest. Michael
watched his Son take long laps between his pecs as the beast in the child
tasted him for the first time. He bent his neck down and began to sniff at the
beast inside his Son, getting the new scent memorized for all time in his mind.
Chase ignored him and ran his tongue over each large pec of his Fathers chest,
stopping briefly to suck on each nipple. His small hands never left the warmth of
his Dads bulging crotch and Michael knew with confidence that his Son was
going to need more than just two hands to work over his large prick.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nudged at one of his arms with his face and Michael
lifted up his arm to allow his Son entry. Chases tongue swiped at his furry
armpit and a groan of pure lust escaped the small childs mouth. Michael put
his mouth next to his Sons ear and growled in approval as the boy lapped
hungrily at his flesh. Once the hair under his Dads arm was matted with spit
Chase moved back to the mans chest and sucked hard at his nipple in an attempt
to feed the beast emerging inside him. He moved his head slowly to the other
side, licking first at the center of Michaels chest again and then at his
other nipple. Finally he worked his way to the other arm and Michael raised it
without any prompting from his Son. Once more Chase licked and lathered his
Fathers pit with his spit and Michael found himself moaning at the feel of his
boys warm tongue.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases hands never left the throbbing mound between
Michaels legs but his fingers began to squeeze with increasing urgency. He
went from simply enjoying the weight of Michaels crotch to almost clawing at
it frantically. When he pulled himself away from his Fathers armpit he looked
down at his busy hands and gave them all his attention. Michael watched as
well, letting his Son take the lead in the most important day of his life. His
petite hands cupped the massive swelling and Michael saw with satisfaction that
Chase was overwhelmed by the sheer size of his big cock, and with great pride
he growled with arrogance. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases fingers pulled at the fly of Michaels jeans and
tugged from side to side trying to get them to open. The Alpha knew the beast
was present and his Son was gone. The confusion of the boys angelic face was
clear. Chases mind was gone.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael watched with interest as his Sons beast attempted
to get to his throbbing dick and after a long while he looked up at him, blue
energy pulsing in his eyes in frustration. Michael growled once in taunt and
Chase did something unexpected, he pulled back one arm and struck the Alpha
with the back of his handright across the face! Michael was unaffected by the
blow. Whenever he let the animal in him out, his tolerance for pain and rough
housing was at an all time high. If anything, the blow seemed to pull at the
beast inside him and he felt the muscles in his back roll under his skin in
change. Michael lifted up both arms in a threatening posture and growled right
in his Sons face. The force of his roar made the handsome boys hair fly back
on his head and his eyes blinked closed. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase stepped back and struck him again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael crouched down in front of his Son, his hands splayed
to claw, and roared like a lion in anger. Chase looked him over from head to
foot once and then did the impossible. He ignored the Alphas rage and leaped
up to hug the big man with his arms and legs, like a child who was greeting his
Father from a long day at work. His small legs gripped the mans waist while
his arms wrapped themselves around his broad shoulders. Chase pushed his mouth
against his Fathers neck and he started to frantically lick him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was still angry but unwilling to push the boy off
him. No matter how riled the beast was, it wanted the boys hunger even more
than human in him did. Nevertheless, he leaned down and growled into his Sons
ear, letting the child know his rage. But Chase was relentless, and with every
lick, the beast in Michael changed from anger to raw lust for the boy. His warm
tongue lapped at the red spot on Michaels face and then moved to the other
side to do the same thing to the other cheek. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael couldnt take it any longer. He reached under the
boys shirt until one hand was firmly on his Sons bare skin, and then he took
hold of the shirt with his other hand and ripped it off his small back. He
threw it to the ground and as if in response Chase tore the remaining garment
from Michaels back as well. The Alpha took a handful of his Sons black hair
and pulled him back with one strong tug. He opened his mouth and began to lick
at the boys smooth face over and over again. Chase kept still and allowed it,
not that he was strong enough to stop the powerful man. And when the thick
tongue moved in front of him, Chase eagerly took it in his mouth and started to
suck on it.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael held him still and pushed his big tongue as far into
his Sons mouth as he could while Chase snaked his own tongue around the
surface of his Fathers in response.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It took long minutes before either wanted to break the kiss,
but the night was young and there was much to do. It was the Alpha that pushed
away first. He pulled Chases head back with a tug of his hand and took hold of
the boys small shoulders, peeling him off his strong body with his massive
strength. Chase protested as his Father dropped him to the ground. He landed
squarely on his feet and crouched down to leap on the man once more but Michael
put one hand on his head and kept him grounded. He stepped forward and pulled
his Sons head between his legs, grinding his heavy mound against the boys
face.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And then it happened. Chase let out his very first growl!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael growled back in answer, knowing the beast in his Son
was filled with the smell of his big cock. He pressed the kids face into his
crotch and ground his hips around so his hefty mass rubbed him all over. Chase
opened his mouth and began to lick at his bulge madly. His hands wrapped around
Michaels strong thighs and his fingers dug into his flesh to hold him still.
He began to alternate from licking the mound to biting it in frustration.
Michael carefully took his hand away and watched as the thirst for his cum took
Chase over.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean felt the wave of lust hit him like a truck. He grabbed
the trunk of a tree and leaned against it in support. There was no build up, no
tingling of change. One moment he felt fine, and then the next, he felt like he
was about to cum. He looked down at his crotch to see his big cock swelling up
and stretching down his leg for room. He grabbed it in a vain attempt to stop
what was happening, but the touch of his hand only made it worse. He tugged the
button on his jeans and unzipped his pants as quickly as he could. His big cock
sprung out and bounced in the air in relief. Sean took in a deep breath and
held himself up with both hands braced against the tree as his prick throbbed
in the air.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The lust of the Alpha was flooding into him and Sean was
totally unprepared. His nose filled with the smell of the large blonde man. It
was as if he stood right next to him, his face pressed between the mans
powerful legs. His tongue came out and began to lick eagerly at his lips, as if
the great man were about to feed him his beastly prick. His mind wandered to
the Alphas strong body and Sean could almost feel the mans powerful hand
taking him by the back of the head. A moan escaped and his cock swelled up
painfully. Never in his life had he felt this way, even when he took his
Masters power down his throat. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He knew what it was. He knew the bond they now had was
causing this change in him. He knew there would be a price to pay for servitude
to a true Alpha, but Sean had no idea the power would affect him this strongly.
It was his mistake to weigh Michaels power against Silass. Silas was nowhere
near the same level that Michael was, and Sean only now appreciated the real
difference. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He turned his back to the tree and leaned against it taking
hold of his hard cock. He ran both hands up and down the solid shaft and tilted
his head back in ecstasy. It took only moments for his prick to reach its full
girth and his large balls churned urgently between his legs. He looked down and
groaned as his body trembled with lust. His big cock shot out the largest load
of cum that Sean had ever produced and rained down on the forest floor like a
summer shower. He leaned heavily against the tree and breathed deeply at the
instant relief he felt. His mouth felt painfully empty and it seemed as if his
whole body was tuned to the Alphas lust.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He did his best to calm himself down, but the adrenaline was
still running high in his limbs. His hands trembled against the tree and when
he looked down he was numb with disbelief. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His cock was still rock hard!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael pushed Chases head away with one hand and the boy
immediately moved back and lapped at his heavy crotch. He waited for a moment
and then did it again. This time Chase growled slightly and wrapped his arms
firmly around Michaels thighs as if anticipating another assault. He wet his
Fathers jeans with his spit and moaned as the big cock throbbed through the
fabric at him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael watched with extreme satisfaction as his small Son mouthed
him with renewed vigor. He stood in the room, his arms at his side like the
true Alpha he was. He wanted to help the beast in his Son emerge as fully as
possible, but at the same time the Wolf in him wanted respect above all else. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He let the groveling go on until a change in Chase occurred.
The light in the boys eyes became brighter and the pressure of the childs
grip on his legs increased exponentially. The animal was going to enter the
world very soon and Michael had to be ready. He took hold of his belt and his
Sons eyes locked onto his hands with some inherent knowledge to what was about
to happen. The licking increased in speed but Chases eyes never left his
hands. Michael slowly tugged the belt open, taking his time to unhinge the
metal spike from the leather, purposely making his Sons hunger increase with
anticipation. He let it fall against his thighs and as he popped the button of
his jeans. Chases hands moved up and squeezed at his ass before they found the
back pockets and began to pull them downward in an attempt to help his Father
release his mighty prick. He gripped both sides of his jeans and slowly pulled
the flap apart, making the zipper move down on its own. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase sat back on his knees, his eyes riveted on his
Fathers hands and as the zipper lowered, Chase began to lick hungrily at his
own lips. As the base of Michaels shaft appeared he let out a rumbling of
irritation. It was clear to Michael that the whole process was taking far too
long for the budding Werewolf. Regardless, the Alpha was in charge and he would
feed the boy when he was ready. He reached in his pants with one hand and tugged
out his heavy prick. Chases eyes flashed brightly and he did something
unexpected.he did nothing at all. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases mouth was slightly open and he looked mesmerized as
his Fathers huge prick throbbed in the air in front of him. Michael stroked
his fat shaft slowly with one hand for a moment and then moved his hand back to
his side and let his cock hang free. He looked down at his Son but Chase stayed
still as if he didnt know what to do with it. Michael was confused. He thought
his Son would attack his big prick as soon as he saw it. In fact he counted on
it. Chase needed to drink his cum but that wouldnt happen until he sucked it.
Everything in fact depended on it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael glanced at the moon through the window. It was high
in the sky and glowed so brightly he almost changed on the spot. It took
extreme effort on his part to stay in human form, especially when another beast
was drawing him into sex. He looked down at his Son and growled to get his
attention. Chase ignored him, lost in his own world. He slowly reached around
and cupped the back of his Sons head and pulled him in gently. Chase wet his
lips with his tongue and when he was close enough, he gave the head of his
Fathers cock a tender kiss. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was beside himself. Chase should be in a frenzy to
suck at him, especially with the moon bright and shining right on him. But here
he was taking his time, as if he had all night and intended to make every
minute last. Michael let his hand drop back down when his dick responded on its
own. The moment Chase moved back Michaels huge cock swelled up in answer and
Chase moved back in and kissed it again. The Alpha watched in awe as his cock
seemed to control the boys actions. Every time it pulsed his Son would kiss it
again, each time, wetting his lips for every kiss. Over and over Chase kissed
at his prick reverently, the time between them decreasing with each one. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael couldnt remember ever being so hard. His cock seemed
impossibly solid and the beast in him was going to come out, it was just a
matter of time. Chase continued to kiss at his heavy prick, covering the
swollen head with a light coating of saliva. He felt his claws come out on his
hands and Michael pushed down his pants and stepped out of them, standing fully
naked in front of his Son. Chase resumed his worship of Michaels big dick but
now took hold of his heavy balls with both hands. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The moon seemed to call to Michael and he tore his gaze away
from the boy to look at it.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was time.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His eyes bore into his Son, lost in his own world as he
continued to kiss at his big prick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Suck it</b> he growled.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase heard it. He looked up and blinked his eyes at his
Dad, the blue energy still seeping off them. Chase looked up at the moon and
stared for a long moment. When he turned his head and faced his Fathers cock,
the change in his face was immediate. His eyes flashed and he opened his mouth
and engulfed the head of his Dads heavy prick in one swift motion. Michael
watched the small boy struggle with his big cock, but this wasnt a
competition, and Chase had no need to take it down his small throat. He just
needed to drink.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boys mouth tugged at his big cock and Michael felt his
heavy balls work overtime to feed the young wolf. Instinctively, one clawed
hand came up to hold the childs head still so he could fuck his mouth, but
Michael forced it back down before it made contact. He must control his beast
no matter what.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase sucked hard, keeping his Fathers big dick in his
mouth the whole time. It throbbed and pulsed against his stroking tongue as he
nursed on it like a baby bottle. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The beast in Michael was just under the surface. He looked
down at the small boy and growled loudly, his hands open and claws extended. His
power began to fill the room and when it hit Chase the boy began to change.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The muscles in Chases back began to swell up and thicken
under his skin. He twisted his head around his Fathers beastly prick and
sucked as hard as he could. He closed his eyes and concentrated on the Alphas
mighty cock. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael felt himself coming close. As soon as the change in
his Son broke through the surface he needed to cum. His balls were full and
ready to unload into the child when the first covering of fur sprung up on
Chases back. Michael took hold of his Sons head with both hands and bellowed
out a massive growl as he came like a river in Chases mouth.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean lay on the forest floor, his strong body vibrating with
the Alpha power running through him. He lost count of the times he came. He was
powerless to stop the lust ripping through his body. He kept stroking his big
prick, hoping things would calm down and he could relax. His torso was gleaming
with his white cum and his hands were slick with the fluid, which almost all
Werewolves had in abundance. His mind was focused on nothing but the Alpha
desires. Everything he was became the will of his Master. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It happened again. This one was by far the strongest yet.
Seans back arched high in the air and his big prick swelled up again. He
gripped it with both hands and pumped it up and down. Moments later a tower of
cum shot from his overworked cock and rained down on his face as the biggest
orgasm of his life struck out of nowhere.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He lay trembling on the floor. The power inside him was too
great to contain. He didnt know it would be like this. He waited in
anticipation for yet another assault, but nothing happened. He took in several
deep breaths and looked up at the night sky. The moon was high overhead and
called to him. He growled in admiration to the celestial body and dared himself
to look down.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His cock was no longer hard.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thank God</b> he whispered to himself over and over
again. <b>Thank God</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was amazed at how quickly Chase managed to drink his
cum. This was the first time he had been allowed to receive his Fathers cream
and Michael was sure most of it would spill past his lips, but that didnt
happen. Every drop was consumed and the Alpha cast out his full power toward
the new wolf, hoping to supercharge his change.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He watched a covering of black fur rip out from his Sons
smooth skin and cover him like a warm blanket. He heard a loud tearing and saw
the boys pants fall to the floor in shreds as his legs became too big for
them. The Alpha felt the last of his cum flow into Chases mouth and he stepped
back so his Son could completed the transformation. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase curled up on the floor, his body remolding itself into
its new shape. Michael cast out his will to make things easier for his Son. The
first time was by far the most frightening and Michael wanted to ease the
process as best he could. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Finally, after a few long minutes the change was complete.
Michael looked down at the new animal before him. He was small. Too small to be
the Son of an Alpha. Michael didnt know what to expect, but after all the
abilities Chase displayed, he thought the wolf would be huge.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase began to rise, his paws finding their footing for the
very first time. Everything was wrong! Michael watched carefully and looked the
new wolf over. Chase was black. Completely black. His fur was unbroken by any
other color. This wasnt normal. Most wolves had a mix of color to camouflage
them in the woods, favoring the grey and brown colors more. And his size.he
was too small. He was the size of a human male but no bigger. Even the youngest
Werewolves were bigger than him. His limbs were sleek and muscular, more like a
runner than a predatory hunter. His mussel was smaller than a wolf, shorter.
And then it hit Michael.Chase looked like a panther! His ears were short and
thick, his fur slicked down to his skin. He had never seen anything like it. He
was absolutely beautiful.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And then Chase opened his eyes.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael stepped back, stunned at what he saw. Chases eyes
were green!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels mind reeled. This just wasnt possible! All Werewolves,
either marked by an Alpha or charged up by one, had the same eyes as the lead
male. This made no sense! Chase started out with the same eyes as Michael, what
happened?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked him over with curious regard. He tilted his
head slightly, confused at what he was seeing and then he turned to the moon.
He began to move toward the window and Michael quickly moved beside him. He was
a new animal, with new legs and he wanted to make sure Chase didnt fall. But
that didnt happen. Chase moved like he had always been this, as if he changed
every night. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He went to the edge and raised his head and stared at the
moon. He studied it for a long time as Michael stood nearby and watched. Chases
newly clawed hands ran slowly up his sleek body until they reached his head. He
looked down at his hands, turning them over and then back at the moon. His jaws
parted and Michael saw brilliant white teeth with sharp points at the ends. He
made a loud noise that surprised the Alpha. It wasnt a growl or even a bark. It
kept going with a long tone that Michael found mesmerizing. And then he
realized what it was. Chase was singing!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was fully dressed. He cleaned himself off moved slowly
through the woods. He had never felt anything like that in his life. His body
felt supercharged by the Alphas immense power, even now after his body had
gone through such a taxing ordeal, he could feel the Werewolfs will. Sean
stopped in his tracks and took in a deep breath to steady his body when he
sensed the presence. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There was a Vampire nearby!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase suddenly went silent and jumped out of the window
before Michael could stop him. The boy moved so fast that the Alpha barely had
time to lean outside and catch Chase running away. He looked up at the moon and
drew his will up through his body and changed into a massive Werewolf. For
someone like Michael, the change was fast, almost instantaneous. A real Alpha
could alter his form on command. He didnt need to wait for a full moon or any
moon for that matter. He leaped out the window, his heavy paws hitting the
ground with his great weight, and he ran after his Son. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was fast! Even in human form the boy was quick.
Michael expected tremendous power from the boy, considering what he gave him
during his first change; but like with everything Chase did, nothing worked out
as planned. Michael saw him far in the distance heading toward the woods. He
dug his thick paws into the earth and felt his massive muscles surge and propel
his body forward with blinding speed. The new wolf could not be left on his own.
Tonight was far too important, and in truth, Michael wasnt sure exactly what
Chase was.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He ran up to the first tree only moments after Chase
disappeared behind them. He used his supernatural vision and scanned the area
for the boy. He thought he would see broken limbs and clear prints in the
earth, but there was nothing! His ears lifted up and he listened for the sound
of his Son, but there was only silence. Finally he breathed in the air and he
found the black wolf, his scent sweet and earthy. He should have known where
Chase would go. To the one place he loved on at farmthe lake. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He moved like a truck down a crowded street. Branches
snapped off and the ground was crushed under his massive feet as he ran after
his Son. He finally caught sight of the boy and surged ahead. Chase was moving
like a ghost. He barely made a sound as his body seemed to mold itself to the
surroundings. He was jumping in the air and using the trees to springboard
himself forward. When he did hit the ground it was as if the forest itself
helped to conceal his presence. No twigs snapped and no bushes rustled. The new
Werewolf never stumbled or crashed into anything, making it just one more thing
that Chase shouldnt be able to do, No Werewolf learned to move like that on
their first transformation! His coat was so black it seemed to absorb all the
light. Even moonlight refused to shine off him, as if protecting its most
precious child from sight. If Michael hadnt been bonded to the boy, he would have
lost him. He ran and ran, covering miles with his great speed, but still his
Son beat him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When he made it to the clearing Chase was already there
looking up at the moon in silent communication. It shined so brightly Michael
had to fight the urge to growl. The beast him in was ruled by the moon and he
wanted to speak to her as well. But his Son was more important. He moved up to
the black wolf and something happened that had never happened to the Alpha
before. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was ignored. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase leaned down and drank deeply from the lake, his thick
tongue snaking out and lapping up the cool water with obvious thirst. Michael
watched as he lifted up his paws and struck the water with a splash. He did it
again and again and Michael would have smiled had he been human. Chase was
playing. He moved around his Son and growled out every so often, letting his
Son know he was there, but the black wolf seemed lost in his own world, with
only the moon for company.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Even in human form Sean was silent, as if the animal in him
wouldnt allow something as straightforward as noise to give away his approach.
His bare feet found the right spots to step in, even without looking down. When
he saw Patrick from a quarter mile away he took in a slow deep breath and
marked him immediately as a Vampire. Not THE Vampire though. He knew the
Ancient one was not some boy with curly brown hair, and with some effort, he
managed to suppress a growl that wanted to erupt from his throat.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was time to hunt.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He moved around the trees to get behind the young Vampire.
He took his time as the brown haired boy didnt seem to hear him. The Vampire
seemed to be waiting for something, so Sean felt sure he had the advantage of
surprise. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He had never seen the boy before. Vampires took great care
to avoid Werewolves even in public settings. A Wolf was just far too
unpredictable to count on to be civil. He moved carefully, shedding his shirt
as he did. And when he was close enough to charge the unexpected happened. The
Vampire spoke to him!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You think you can sneak up on me dog?</b> he turned and
faced Sean, his eyes running over the teenagers body. <b>Ill give you
credit. You got closer than anyone else has</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean turned his palms up in defeat and smiled. <b>Whats a
nice dead boy like you doing in a place like this?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Vampire smirked. <b>I love blondes! Im going to enjoy
eating you!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Usually I make guys at least buy me diner first </b>Sean
chided and threw out one of his knock out smiles.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick grinned. <b>But handsome.you are dinner</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean felt the change in the air but he wasnt ready for
Patricks speed. The Vampire was in front of him before he could prepare
himself and shoved him with both hands. The blonde boy flew through the air for
what seemed like a long minute, and landed on his back with a thud.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It hurt. Sean wasnt ready for this. The boy shouldnt be
that strong. A Vampire like him should be an even match for a normal Werewolf
at best, and Sean was no longer normal. Patrick leaped in the air and landed on
top of Sean driving him into the ground. He straddled his waist and leaned
down, taking a long lick at Seans face. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>God you taste good!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean looked up without missing a beat and replied, <b>Yeah,
I get that a lot! </b>He shoved back at the Vampire and threw him off his
body. Patrick looked surprised as he sailed into the air, but managed to land
on his feet. He charged at Sean as he began to get to his feet and slammed into
his stomach, grabbing Sean by the arms and swinging him in the air. He tossed
Sean away like he was made of paper and Patrick glowered with superiority. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I have the blood of an Ancient Vampire in me! </b>He
sneered. <b>How bout you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean slowly got up and wiped the blood from his lips with
the back of his hand. He looked at Patrick through a tussle of blonde hair and
tossed it back with a snap of his head. He brushed off his dirty jeans and
grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well..actually..</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Screams filled the air, followed by growls and snapping of
jaws. The compound where all the wolf clans were congregating was under attack!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas felt it first, quickly followed by Daruth and Andreas.
The men didnt even have to speak; they simply transformed and moved outside. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was WAR!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Vera, Cornelius and several other Vampires flanked by
ghouls, spilled out of the woods. Their numbers were staggering but the wolves
surged forward to meet their attack, hungry for a kill as the female Vampire
drew out a silver sword.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas, the biggest of them all, boldly strode forward and
met her head on!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The fight between Patrick and Sean was savage. Both boys
were fueled by their respective Masters and they matched each other blow for
blow. Sean raked his hand across Patricks face and the boy glared with fury at
him, even as his wounds healed before Seans disappointed eyes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick swung and Sean ducked far too quickly for such a
young wolf. He was like no other Patrick had seen. This should have been an
easy fight, but instead the boy was holding his own ground and recovering from
each hit with startling speed. Patrick couldnt afford defeat. Any moment his
Master may call for him to act. Everything depended on it in fact. Which meant the
wolf must die. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean punched him in the face and blood gushed from Patricks
nose but he jumped in the air and clung to a tree in retreat. Sean jumped up
after him and kicked him back to the ground. He landed on the handsome boys
chest and tried to strangle him. Patrick grabbed his arms and pulled him down,
sinking his sharp white teeth into Seans shoulder. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean cried out and punched over and over until Patrick let
go. They rolled around the ground and traded punches as Sean moved his head
from side to side to avoid the Vampires teeth. He got his knee between them
and used it to push the curly haired boy up and kick him away. Patrick landed
on his feet and hissed at Sean, who now stood tall several yards distant. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick used all his supernatural speed and launched himself
in the air at the blonde teenager. He couldnt fly, not like DeMarco, but the
strength of his legs made it appear so. As he flew through the air he bared his
teeth at the boy in hunger, ready to kill; but the wolf in front of him had
different plans. As he flew in glaring at the boy, the blonde teenager completely
transformed into a Werewolf!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>NO!</b> Patrick cried, unable to change his course. The
large beast pulled back a massive arm and batted the Vampire out of the sky,
raking his heavy claws across Patricks face and chest.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick screamed!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean moved quickly, counting on his surprise to take the
Vampire out. He landed on the boys chest and raked his heavy foot across the
alabaster torso, spraying blood everywhere.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick screamed like a wild animal and clawed at Sean with
all his might. He was faster than the wolf and bit the beasts foot as hard as
he could. Sean cried out in pain and yanked the large paw back and struck his
massive hand out to crush Patricks skull. But Patrick was unfairly fast, and
rolled away with blinding speed. He moved to his feet and held his hand over
his neck until the wounds could heal on their own; DeMarcos power would see to
it. But Patrick couldnt take too many major wounds like that. He already felt
his power slip at the loss of so much blood.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Vampire punched at Sean over and over, landing almost
every blow. The Werewolf held its ground however and fought back like the
predator he was. He was slower than the Vampire but his strikes hit with
painful precision, hurting the boy at his weakest points; the inside of the
thigh, the armpit, and the neck. Blood coated his fur but it wasnt his own.
The Alpha had given him great gifts. He was resilient and didnt seem to tire.
He may not have been as fast as the Vampire, or maybe as strong, but his hits
hurt the boy more, while his massive Werewolf body absorbed the attacking blows
like a sponge.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase ran up and down the grassy area that separated the
lake from the woods. His black paws dipped happily into the cool water and he
splashed around like a puppy in a wading pool. Michael watched him closely, his
massive head swinging to the woods every so often to threaten any animal that
dared approach. But like before, Chase seemed oblivious to his presence. The
black wolf would jump around and suddenly stop and look up at the moon. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael watched him but felt as if he were intruding on some
private moment that his Son shared with the bright white globe. Chase sang
again and Michael swore the moon pulsed back at him in reply. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>What was happening to his Son? Why did he look like this?
The power of the Alpha should have given the boy everything thing he needed to
be one of the largest Werewolves alive. But here he was, small, jet black, and
with green eyes. That bothered Michael more than anything. The mark of a
Werewolf, especially an Alpha was manifest through the eyes. But here Chase was
with green eyes, instead of the blue crystals ones he was born with.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Suddenly Chase stopped singing and snapped his head around looking
right at Michael as if he had only just arrived.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>What changed? Michael thought. He looked up at the moon as
if to ask her what she said to make his Son glare at him so. Chase moved
forward, his bright green eyes cutting through the massive Werewolf. Michael
shifted from foot to foot, marking his area and he growled. Chase, as usual,
seemed not to care, as if the whole Werewolf culture meant nothing to him. He
boldly came up to his Father and began to sniff at him. Michael continued to
growl softly but let the black wolf approach as close as he wanted. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Whatever Chase was looking for he seemed to find. He raised
his head and looked at Michael and very slowly licked his face. Michaels
growls died in his chest and he bent lower so Chase to get to him more easily.
Chase took the opportunity and lathered his Fathers huge snout and broad
forehead with his tongue. The Alpha did not reciprocate. He was after all..the
Alpha. He was built to be served. He was quite simplyKing.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase became more frantic in his lapping and he began to
nudge his face against this Fathers. He worked his small body inside the
Alphas arms and turned his frame until his back was pressed against the
Werewolfs strong chest. He lifted up his head as he rubbed himself against the
massive chest and Michael knew what he wanted.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase wanted to have sex. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As the thought formed in his head his mighty prick began to
swell in response and the scent of mating filled the air. He knew Chase smelled
it because the small wolf pushed against him with his hips in offer to his
Fatheran offer that Michael readily accepted.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He pushed his weight against his Son and pushed the boy down
on all four of his paws. His heavy body was like a blanket that covered the
small animal completely. His huge prick moved between Chases furry legs and he
found with no surprise that Chase was already hard. His beastly cock rubbed against
his Sons and he growled in the boys ear with a lustful rumble that Chase
returned. Michael opened his mouth and fully engulfed Chases neck in his razor
sharp teeth. Chase held still and made no move to get away. It was an act of
trust on both sides. The Alpha could easily kill the smaller animal as proved
by the rows of teeth ready to rip the sleek neck open, but the black wolf
showed obedience by offering his life if the Alpha truly wanted it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels great arms beat the earth on either side of the
small wolf, his strong muscles flexing against the lithe body of his Son. Every
thrust against the ground rubbed his hairy biceps across Chases slender frame
in demonstration of his power. Chase pushed himself back against his Dad as the
massive Werewolf showed off his hairy muscles, and squeezed his legs around his
Fathers beefy prick in acknowledgement of the mans impressive strength. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael took his mouth away and licked at his Sons face,
bathing his furry ears and silky head with his great tongue. Having the Alpha
bath any wolf was no small gesture. Chase was being marked by the massive
animal as a possession. And Chase responded by doing something no other
Werewolf could dohe began to purr.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The sound his Son was making drove Michael over the edge.
The black fur was so smooth it sent electricity up the Werewolfs huge body
wherever they touched. Michael moved back and guided his heavy prick to the
small wolfs ass and Chase raised himself up to meet his Fathers hard shaft.
When Michael first entered him, the wolf squeezed at his big prick in a way
that made the giant Werewolf dig his paws deep into the earth. If Michael could
have moaned he would have. Instead he growled so deeply, it rolled across the
lake leaving ripples in its wake. He felt his Sons sleek arms wrap around his
thick limbs for support, his paws gripping the massive biceps. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Their eyes met and the great wolf almost grinned at the
small one, and on the makeshift beach, the Alpha began to fuck his Son.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was wining. If the battle lasted much longer the
Vampire would lose. His strength was being drained by his blood loss and this
didnt go unnoticed by the Werewolf. Patricks face still bore scars from the
heavy claws that ripped it open, but no more blood flowed from them. The
Vampire that fueled the brown haired boy must be powerful indeed Sean thought.
He thrust his massive paws out and pushed the Vampire against a tree. He moved
up and slammed both hands on the wide trunk meaning to bite the neck of the
Vampirebut instead; his huge tongue came out and licked the handsome boy!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was happening again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean felt the wave of intense desire rip through his body, but
now amplified by the beast form he now held. He grabbed the Vampire and pushed
him to the ground, his big prick growing with every second. The boy moved to
stand up but Sean slapped him back to the ground and moved above him, his huge
feet on either side of the good looking teenager. The Vampire turned his head
and surprise showed on his face as he took in the huge cock between the
Werewolfs muscled legs.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase kept his hips raised so Michael could sink his heavy
shaft inside him. His tight ass milked at his Fathers prick hungrily and the
big man seemed only too happy to feed it. Michael looked down as he thrust in
and out of the young wolf who hung to his thick arms for constant support. The
Alpha made no move to help him hold still, if Chase wanted this then he had to
show it. He pushed deeply in one continuous thrust and the boy gripped him with
supernatural strength to maintain his position. Inch after inch of his mighty
prick sunk into his Sons ass until his large, hairy balls slapped against the
boys silky shaft. Michael pulled back and Chase attempted to prevent it by
backing his body up as much as he could. The Alpha watched with interest as his
Son all but begged to be impaled by him. With satisfied regard Michael rotated
his hips forward, rewarding his lust filled wolf boy with several inches of his
big dick.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Over and over Michael pumped into his Son as Chase threw his
head from side to side and gripped the thick arms of the Alpha Werewolf for
support. His clawed fingers dug into the fat biceps, but the great wolf ignored
him continued to saw into him with his heavy prick.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Long minutes later, after Michaels cum filled balls banged
against the beautiful black wolf for the umpteenth time, he felt himself on the
edge of a massive orgasm. He lifted his huge head away from his Son in an
effort to prolong the coupling but Chase wouldnt allow it. He ground his hips
backward into Michaels heavy prick and squeezed tight.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A massive bellow filled the air as the Alpha Werewolf let
out an ear splitting roar and came like the enormous beast he was, right inside
his Sons warm ass. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase threw his head back and joined his cry, but as Michael
felt the last of his cum flood into his Son, the most startling thing
happened..he started to revert back to human form!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The thick pelt of fur that covered Michaels body seemed to
fade into the night, quickly followed by the massive muscles that covered his
already big frame. His snot pulled back, as did his teeth, and his long claws
shrunk into large fingers..human fingers. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael pulled out of Chase and fell to the ground, all his
strength leaving him. He landed on his back and looked up at the moon in
confusion.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No</b> he cried out feebly. Michael had been in control
of his wolf completely since he had first turned. Never had he unwillingly
turned back into a human. His mind reeled with possibilities in an attempt to
explain it to himself, but nothing surfaced. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase!</b> he shouted and turned his body to look at
his Son.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was still in wolf form, his back to his Father. He was
kneeling down and shaking his head slowly from side to side like he was trying
to clear water from his ears. He didnt respond to his Dads voice.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase!</b> Michael tried again, and Chase stood up.
Michael felt his strength begin to return to at least human levels, but the
wolf in him seemed fast asleep inside his body. He rolled over and managed the
work his way to his knees as he looked at his Son.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its alright Chase. I just need a few minutes. Dont be
afraid</b> he tried to reassure his Son. He reached out and touched the silky
black fur of his Sons back and the beast responded by spinning around to look
at him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael gasped and fell back on his hands as the black wolf
met his gaze. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases eyes were completely gold!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean tugged at the fabric of the handsome Vampires jeans,
trying to get his thick claws inside the denim without hurting the boy. His
huge prick throbbed for attention and Sean meant to rape the curly haired
teenager right there in the woods to satisfy his lust filled body. He licked
his lips in anticipation of fucking the boy when something ripped through his
hairy body. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>All the muscles in Seans animal frame shuddered in
frustration as they fought to retain their strength. He threw his head back and
growled in anger but his strength left him nevertheless. He slumped forward and
fell on top of the Vampire, his huge wolf form covering the boy completely. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was exhausted. He felt as if he could change to human
form any minute.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>PATRICK!</b> DeMarco called with his mind.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick stiffened immediately. It was time!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He summoned all his power and heaved the huge beast off his
back. The wolf flew far back and landed on its side several feet away.
Something was wrong with him. Patrick picked up a rock the size of a football
and moved to confront the Werewolf, already getting to his feet. He swung his
arm and smashed the rock on the side of the animals large head. It went down
in a spin and fell to its stomach.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>PATRICK!</b> DeMarco filled his mind again.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He wanted to kill the wolf. Twist its head. But a Werewolf
had a massive amount of thickly strung muscle around the shoulders and neck.
Breaking it could be done, but it would take leverage, and more
importantlytime. That was something the Vampire had none of. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>YES MASTER!</b> Patrick called back with his mind. He
threw the rock against a tree in frustration and it exploded to dust from the
impact. He ran for the woods in the direction his Master commanded. The wolf
boy would die later.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was dazed. Only his enormous strength as a Werewolf
saved him. Where was the Alphas power? Why did it abandon him when he needed
it most?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There was no white orb, or black circle in the center. The
eyes were fully gone and replaced with a liquid gold that filled the entire
orbit. It was both beautiful and frightening at the same time. Against the jet
black fur the animal looked more exotic than any creature had the right to. But
without a center, it was impossible to tell where the wolf was looking, which
sent a shiver of fear up Michaels human spine. He imagined a ring of men
circling Chase, each one of them thinking the beasts attention was on them.
The eyes seemed to be everywhere at once.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael called out his name again. <b>Chase, are you all
right? </b>And it looked as if he were about to answer, when he suddenly look
straight up at the moon. One front paw on the ground, the other close to his
side, Chase looked like some ancient statue found at the front of a Pharaoh,
instead of the Son of an Alpha Wolf. It lasted only a moment and then Chase
snapped his head to the woods and focused his eyes elsewhere, where the human
blonde man on the ground couldnt see. And then he bolted into the trees and
out of sight.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael got to his feet, still a little unsteady, and looked
up at the moon. He held open his arms and cried out to her. <b>WHY?</b> He
shook his head. <b>What have you done to him?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But there was no answer. At least not right away. It took
almost three minutes before Michael felt the power of the beast awake in his
body. He took in a deep breath and set it loose. Once more the massive body of
the Alpha Werewolf lived!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas saw it first. It slithered out of the woods as the
last combatant. It only made sense in a way. Each time the Vampires attacked a
new soldier was added to their ranks. Here on what was to be the last battle,
he couldnt help but wonder how he would die. Would it come from one of the
Vampires? From one of the many Ghouls? Or from this, long forgotten, rarely
seen creature.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The man was powerfully muscled. His arms where thick, like
his neck and shoulders. Instead of fingers he had long spikes that extended in
varying lengths after the first knuckle. His chest was big and his waist
tapered off until it disappeared altogether, into the body of a massive snake. He
was covered entirely in scales. He had no hair of any kind and his eyes were a
poisonous shade of yellow. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was a Naga!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas scanned the battlefield quickly. Thankfully he only
saw one of them. The Naga were not known for taking prisoners. They were highly
intelligent but extremely violent, even more so than the average Werewolf. How
the Vampires drew this being into battle was beyond Andreas, but now was not
the time to think of such things. The Naga must not be allowed to bite anyone.
Unlike the Ghouls, Vampires, Werewolves or other supernatural beings, the Naga
had a very unique gift when it came to their bite. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It drove the victim insane!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There were dozens of Werewolves, and even more Vampires.
Introducing insanity in even one Werewolf could end the battle within minutes,
as Wolf attacked Wolf in a frenzy of venomous violence. If Silas or Daruth were
bitten.? Andreas shook his head and turned to them, but Daruth had already
altered his course to take the Naga.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>NO!</b> he screamed in his mind and moved to block his
Master.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael caught up to Chase back at the farm. The boy was
looking up at the barn and sniffing in the air. Michael did the same and
thought he sensed some change but he was too far away to smell what Chase did,
and as he came closer a cry of epic proportions filled his mind.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>MICHAEL!!!</b> the scream hammered in his skull. The
connection was solid. Both Silas and Daruth were calling him. His mind filled
with their thoughts and for a moment he saw what they did. It was war!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He spun his head toward his Son and ran over to him as fast
as he could. He had no more time to wait. He took hold of the black animal by
the waist and threw him over one broad shoulder, leaping into the air. He
cleared the window easily but had to crouch to get both bodies inside. Chase
struggled for freedom but Michael cast his will down on the boy with its full
force, and right before his eyes, Chase began to contract. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Smaller and smaller he became until the black fur was gone
and the golden eyes receded. It took a long moment and in truth should have
taken longer, but Michael did not have the luxury of time. The boy must change
and stay human while he went to battle. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked up at him with his familiar crystal blue eyes,
his naked body being held up in the massive hands of his Father the Werewolf.
There was a brief flash of clarity and then Chase lobbed his head to the side
and was completely asleep!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael lifted his Son up and carried him to the bed and laid
him down gently. He leaned over and licked the boy softly on the face, his
large tongue swiping the entire left side. He moved back to the window and jumped
out. He ran towards the battle, calling for Sean through the bond they now
shared. His new soldier would protect Chase with the power the Alpha had given
him. But with the bizarre changes in Chase, and the constant Vampire attacks,
not to mention Wendy and Emma; Michael didnt wait to feel Sean respond. Nor
did he bother to figure out what the new smell was Chase was so intent on
finding. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Had he done either, Michael would have never left!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology>CHAPTER SEVEN<a name="Chapter_Seven"></a></p>
<p class=ChapterAnthology> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>CHASE!!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He wasnt what he was supposed to be. He knew it from the
first time he saw his Father, with those big muscles, broad shoulders, and wavy
blond hair. Everything was wrong about him. He was too short, too small and
toowell...Chase. He was the Son of an AlphaTHE Alpha. He should have been
bigger, bigger like Bart or even Sean. Even his Animal was different, with its
black fur, spun out of midnight, and those mystic golden eyes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Maybe he wasnt supposed to be a Werewolf. Maybe he was
supposed to be a normal boy who never knew his Father. Maybethis was all a
mistake.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Ormaybe he was EXACTLY what he was supposed to be. Maybe he
took what he needed; to become what he WASand everyones expectations of himcould
go to hell.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>CHASE!!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase sat bolt upright. He was fully awake but disoriented. Changing
back and forth from wolf to boy had taken its toll on him. He had vague
memories of his time as a Werewolf. His strongest was running. He had never run
so fast in his life. Everything seemed to slow down for him and let him pass,
as if HE were most important thing in the forest. He remembered his Father, the
massive wolf that chased after him. He could almost feel the hot breath of the
Alpha Wolf on his neck; the huge arms that hugged his body carefully. The strength
of his Dad was so great, he had no doubt the man could kill him if he wasnt
careful. He remembered the warm tongue moving across his face and the sharp
teeth gently biting him. But it was the mans smell that burned into Chases
mind. It was the same smell he noticed when he first met his Father. It was so
completely male that Chase felt dizzy when he took it in. But now, as a wolf it
was dozens of times stronger. It was like a drug to him. The scent of power,
strength and virility all rolled into one. He couldnt get enough of it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He remembered how he felt right before he changed. At first
it was the moon that called to him. It was so bright, so big. It spoke to him;
told him things he didnt know. His animal was about to be born, but it needed
something, something from the man in the room. When Chase looked at him, he
didnt so much as see his Father, but the Alpha Wolf just beneath the surface. When
the smell of the Alpha hit him he knew it was everything he needed. The memory
was vivid. He was dying of thirst, and the man was an ocean of pure water. He
never wanted anything more in his life. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They danced back and forth. It was a dance of power, of one
who had it, and one who needed it. The Alpha Male was in charge; that much was
clear. He made Chase work for it, keeping it from him until he craved it the
most. And when he drank from his Father for the first time, he understood the
true power of an Alpha. It was raw masculine energy, raging and growling for attentionand
Chase drank every drop of it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>With the consumption of the potent fluid, somewhere deep in
his body, the dark wolf awoke.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His memory faded at that point. The change wasnt painful,
but he wasnt really there either. Something else took over, something feral. The
smell of his Father intensified and his vision shifted into a different
spectrum. The rest was a haze of moans and hunger that he couldnt put to
order. He remembered standing for the first time and seeing the moon. She was
so beautiful! He could still feel the wind on his fur as he ran for the lake. When
he made it to the lake and felt the water on his new skin, he was reborn. She
shined down on him like the sun as he played and splashed in the cool night.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When SHE spoke to him again he realized he wasnt alone. He
turned and faced his Father. It was no longer the Man, it was the Werewolf! </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The animal was massive. It had huge shoulders and a thick
neck, holding up a beastly head of sharp teeth. Its arms where wrapped in heavy
muscle ending in huge hands with long dark claws. A heavy coat of brown fur
made it blend into the night and as it stood up on two legs it towered over
Chase like a tree. The smell was intense. Pure power radiated off the beast and
drove the new wolf into a lustful frenzy. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was the moon that told him what to do. The beast had
something he needed. Something the Man could not provide. Chase moved over and
offered himself to the Alpha by rubbing against his strong body and licking at
his face. The Alpha eagerly accepted and thrust himself into the small wolf
with vigorous abandon. Again they mated, this time both as wolves, both under
the gaze of the moon. And once more the Son took from the Father, and the black
wolf with gold eyes was born.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It took a few moments for Chase to control the flood of new
power his Father had given him. The light of the moon glowed in satisfaction as
she looked upon her new Son. And thats when Chase felt something. It was so
overpowering it pulled at him like a rope around his neck. He sniffed the air
and locked on, focusing his new abilities on the scent. He ran into the woods
with blinding speed, never noticing the naked man laying on his back and
reaching out to him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He made it back and searched the farm for it. The smell was
so powerful it made him forget everything else. When the Alpha Wolf approached,
he was so busy trying to find the source of the scent he didnt have a chance
to tell his Father what he found. His life had unraveled. It wound back months,
and for only a few minutes Chase was no longer a wolf. He no longer had a
Father, a half sister, or a destiny. He was just Chase. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Then the immense wolf made his mind snap back. The beast was
everywhere. His presence wrapped around Chase like a blanket and the poweran
ocean of power, fell upon him like an anvil. The new animal, born only that
night, broke down and fell deep inside, leaving the boy in its place. He
remembered the massive hairy arms holding him up. He looked on the Alpha with
his human eyes, and he could see him, the man under the surface, his Father. Was
this a new power? Did all Werewolves see the human inside? Or was this
something he could always do? Was it because he was the mans Son? Chase the
human, had never seen his Father fully changed before. He was so handsomeso
completely male. For the brief moment he saw him, before the darkness washed
over him, Chase knew he was in love. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>CHASE!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase jumped. He looked around the familiar room. He was
alone. No.he wasnt. He breathed in deeply and smelled it again. It was there,
underneath the scent of his Dad. There was so much more to everything now that
he changed. He could tell when his Dad was here last. He could still smell the
man all over him from their frantic mating.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He took in a deep breath to steady himself. The scent of his
Father was overpowering and arousing and it masked everything. Well.almost.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>CHASE!!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There it was again! He moved from the bed and looked out the
window.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Patrick!?!</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The handsome boy was looking up at him from the driveway.
Something was wrong. Patrick looked like he had been badly beaten. Chase ran down
the stairs and across the dirt pathway to him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What happened to you?</b> he asked, reaching out and
lightly touching his face. Patricks arms snaked around him for a moment in a strong
hug. His muscles were well developed. Not like Barts brute frame, but like a
high school quarterback in his prime. He was lifted off his feet and spun in
the air.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase</b> Patrick said breathlessly, holding him away,
his face changing from a smile into fear. <b>We have to go! Theyre coming!</b>
He grabbed his arm and started to run, pulling Chase behind. Chase kept up
easily and continued to ask questions, but Patrick kept interrupting him and telling
him to keep moving. He could smell something different about Patrick. It made
him afraid. They hit the trees and moved directly into the dark forest. Chase
moved in front and took Patricks hand instead.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I can see, follow me! </b>he insisted. They ran for a
long time, Patrick telling him to turn right or left when appropriate. It never
dawned on Chase to ask how the boy could see.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael felt the battle before he saw it. The emotions of
the wolves rolled over him as he came near. He ran as fast as his powerful legs
could carry him, eating the ground up and leaving ripped earth in his wake. He
sent his will out to Daruth and Silas but they didnt respond. Either they were
too busy in battle or something was wrong with them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The light increased in front of him after a few more miles.
He saw shapes moving around and fighting each other. Michael growled in anger
and dipped his head low to gain more speed. He came up on the backside of a
large house leaping high into the air, and did something that only a few Alphas
in history have ever done.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He transformed again.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was lost. He didnt know where he was. Time seemed to
have disappeared. He moved to his feet and instantly began to stagger. He
touched his head and pulled his hand back from the pain. His eyes were out of
focus as he felt for the ground with his clawed feet. He stumbled to a tree and
held himself still as his body tried to heal. He searched for the Alpha power deep
inside. It was back, wherever it had gone before, he had it again. He pulled at
it and made it surface. Immediately his mind cleared and his eyes began to
focus. His head didnt pound so much and he carefully looked around.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Vampire! </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He remembered. They had been fighting right here. He tried
to replay the battle in his head but his memory dropped when that wave of lust
ripped through him. In his animal state his human mind was all but driven away
by the intense desire. He had to talk to Michael about it. He couldnt take
much more of that without forewarning. The Alpha never told him about these
side effects. He looked around. He was alone, no trace of the Vampire. This
meant two things: 1)Sean hadnt killed him, and 2)the Vampire wasnt able to,
or was unwilling to kill him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase!</b> He said out loud, although it came out as a
rough bark. He sniffed at the air, got his bearings and found the direction to
Adams farm. His strong legs flexed and he ran through the trees to his
Masters home. Michael had to be warned of the danger.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alphas power was like having an unlimited supply of
fuel at his disposal. And Sean thought that if he felt this way with just a
fraction of that power, what must it be like to be Michael? What would happen
if he truly became angry? Could Silas, Daruth, the whole Werewolf clan stop
him? He thought of Bart that first day when they went to meet Chase. Silas
thought it would be better to send young wolves, boys that Chase could relate
to. But Sean had to wonder if it wasnt something more. Did an adult wolf know
more about the Alpha then they did? Is that the reason they were sent, because
they were young and stupid? He remembered the way Michael slapped down Bart
with one hand. It took no effort at all. Bart was the pseudo alpha of their
three man pack, and yet he fell like a house of cards. Even as wolves they
couldnt compete with Michaels strength when he was in human form. He thought
of Michael standing there, holding the end of a tractor up with one hand,
watching him, and making him crawl underneath. The mans massive forearm thick
with raw strength, completely in control and testing him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>What about Chase? Would he be like his Dad? Would his Wolf
be massive, powerful and feared? Hes the mans direct Son. What else would he
be? He ran as fast as he could for the farm, the thought of protecting Chase
foremost on his mind. He couldnt wait to see his new Werewolf brother,
radiating the power of his Alpha Father. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He had no idea how wrong he would be.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The thing that dropped into the courtyard was nothing short
of monstrous! Four times larger than the biggest Werewolf, it had huge jaws
with rows of sharp teeth and long muscled limbs that crashed against the earth
like a tank. Heavy fur covered its beastly frame and dark red eyes glowed from
its angry face. Two ghouls were crushed in the landing and the BEAST dug its
feet into their bodies, ripping them apart in the process. Everyone turned to
see it, Ghoul, Vampire, Werewolf, and Naga; all gave the massive animal their
attention. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Vera was stunned. The oldest of the present Vampires, even
she had not seen his like before. She had killed countless wolves and humans,
but nothing like this beast had ever crossed her path. She remembered what
DeMarco said. All the things he warned against were now coming true. This BEAST
had to die. It could not be allowed to reproduce. She leveled her sword at it
and nodded to Cornelius, who was throwing a small Wolf against another. This
was something they had to do together. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But the BEAST didnt heed her; it had other matters to
attend. Werewolves were strung everywhere, most still fighting, some with each
other, others lying wounded on the ground in pain while their brothers defended
them. The massive animal raked his claws in the earth, sending the remains of
the Ghouls flying far away. He looked around and roared so loudly the trees
shuddered! The effect was immediate.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Pain from broken bones faded as the breaks knitted back
together. Bleeding wounds coagulated on their own and torn skin began to stitch
up with impossible speed. Fallen soldiers began to stir, standing on their own
feet again at the BEASTS command. Vampires pulled back with surprise at the sudden
increase in enemy numbers. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The BEAST leveled a glowing gaze at Daruth and Andreas who
were in combat against each other. It could smell the poison running through
Andreass body as the wolf clawed and bit at his former Master. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>While the animal watched his brothers fight, the Naga moved
swiftly and took the BEAST from the side. He raked his heavy clawed hands
against the massive body and moved in to bite Michaels flank. But the thick
fur was like armor and the skin underneath even worse. The Naga found no
purchase. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The BEAST turned swiftly and confronted the snake man. It
weaved and coiled while it slashed at him. It spit venom in his face but the
BEAST was unaffected. He clawed at the Naga but it was too fast and the nails
found nothing but air. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Vera watched hopeful as the two sparred. She moved up, sword
in the air; ready to slay the BEAST while the Naga distracted it. She moved
without sound and was stunned when kicked out with its hind leg and hit her in
the chest, throwing her so hard against a tree she dropped to her knees and
fell face forward into the ground. She never saw the laughter in the BEASTS
eyes as it spared her a quick look or the shocked gaze of Cornelius as he
watched her fall.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Nagas flesh oozed oil, making it impossible to grab.
They circled each other over and over. The Naga was unable to harm the BEAST
but the BEAST could not move fast enough to rip it apart. It seemed like a
stalemate of speed versus strength, until Silas reminded the BEAST that he was
not alone. The large wolf moved quickly behind the snake man and kicked it in
the back, right into the BEASTS arms. The lidless eyes gleamed in terror as
the snake man realized the long battle was finally over.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael stepped on the writhing tail, trapping the snake in
place. With one mighty lunge he extended his neck and bit the Naga in half at
the waist. The tail thrashed and thumped against the earth while the thick
green blood of the abomination sprayed everywhere. Michael tossed his head back
and threw the torso away like garbage as the remaining half continued to move. Silas
was already gone, facing another group of Ghouls.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>A wave of silver light flashed in the corner of the BEASTs
eyes and it pulled back just in time as Veras sword came down. He faced her as
Cornelius moved to her side and formed a unified front against him. She looked
hurt. It showed on her face just under the anger, but Michael didnt care. What
were two Vampires against him?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Naga blood was having an effect on whichever Wolf it
touched and more in-fighting would soon commence. The two Vampires attacked the
BEAST from every angle while trying to avoid his massive jaws. They were far
stronger than the Naga and together they could defeat almost anything. Had DeMarco
been present they would be an unstoppable force. At least thats what Vera
believed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She could withstand almost as much as DeMarco, but she was
unwilling to test her invulnerability against the BEASTS sharp fangs. He was
as far removed from a normal Werewolf as she was from a Human. This was no time
to take chances and she had barely recovered from the first blow she took from
him. She summoned Ghouls to protect them from unwanted competition. This fight
was between the three of them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The BEAST swiped at Cornelius and made him fall back as the
Vampire almost lost an arm. He clawed at Vera but her sword blocked his
blackened nails with supernatural speed. Her face showed surprise as he pushed
her physically back with each blow and his intelligent red eyes glared at her
with hunger. Weakness was blood in the water for a Werewolf and soon her sword
would break or she would be forced to flee. The BEAST could sense his
superiority and Vera saw the thick muscles in his body swell up as he lunged
forward yet again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean made it to the farm and jumped up into the loft through
the open bay window. He looked around for Chase, or any member of the family,
but found none. He dropped back to the ground and moved to the main house. No
heartbeats for his sensitive ears, no movement for his sharp eyes. He walked
back to the barn and began to sniff. Chase was here recently, there was no
question. But there was something else, another smell unfamiliar to him. It
lingered around the barn, very near where he was standing. His supernatural
senses when into overdrive. The smell was..</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was suddenly overpowered by the intense odor of the
undead! A Vampire had been here. He spun around and looked at the tree line. A
pathway of scents was as visible to a Werewolf as a paved stone trail to human
eyes. He began to run forward in pursuit, but after a bounding stride he stopped
and looked back. He took another sniff.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The smell.it was still there, unattached to the trail he
now followed. What was it?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick pulled at Chase to stop him. They had been running
for a long time and Chase no longer knew where they were. He thought at first
that the older boy was tired from the fast pace but when he looked at him
Patrick seemed the same. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Are you alright?</b> he asked the curly haired
teenager. Patrick nodded his head and smiled his bruises still visible even in
the dark light. Patrick had taken a severe beating, it was a wonder he was
still standing.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Almost there</b> He pointed ahead of them. <b>Just
past these trees</b> He moved forward pulling Chase with him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Wait!</b> He yanked back. <b>Where are we going? What
happened to you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase, Im alright. I was attacked. Theyre coming for
us. All of them</b> he tried to move them both forward again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Who?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick leaned in close to Chase. <b>The Vampires</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases eyes went wide and then he understood. He smelled
Vampire on Patrick. That was the new smell. Since he changed into the wolf
smells became so much more important to him. They had color, texture. Patrick
reeked of it. It was the smell of the undead.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Who did this to you?</b> His small hand came out and
ran lightly across Patricks handsome face. He thought the smells came from
Patricks attacker.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I dont know. Ive never seen him before</b> He looked
around the forest and back at Chase. <b>I saw them.they were fighting large
animals in the woods</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked surprised but unafraid. <b>Patrick, its
alright. The wolves wont hurt us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick gave him a soft smile. He was so handsome, even beat
up and bruised he looked like he dropped out of a romance novel. His strong
arms came around Chases waist until they stood inches apart. <b>I know </b>His
lips touched softly and they kissed for a long moment.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was captivated. Patrick was too alluring and all he
wanted was to get lost in the boys eyes. He let Patrick lead him forward as he
spoke softly, almost hypnotically to him. Chase felt himself swim in the boys
words, one strong arm around him. Time passed unnoticed until they walked into
a clearing. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They were not alone.</p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>Vera and Cornelius pushed back at the great BEAST with
little success. Even with their combined strength they were no match for his
sheer muscle. It would take another ancient like DeMarco to hold this animal at
bay. But the Mastermind was occupied elsewhere and this fight was essential to
his plan. She looked at Cornelius for a fleeting moment. They had done this
before, although not against a foe like this monster. They attacked in unison.
Each raised a hand and their power wove together to supercharge the air with supernatural
energy. They pushed against the nimbus with their will and sent it forward as
fast as they could, hoping to burn the Wolf alive.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>For a Vampire, supernatural abilities flowed from willpower.
DeMarco had taken this to new heights by performing feats that could be
classified as sorcery. Vampires far older than any of them had achieved
naturally what DeMarco could do centuries before his time. Vera had no idea how
he managed it. For a Vampire, power was everything, and giving secrets away
only resulted in overthrow. For now she would have be content to study her
partner and come up with her own answers. Fire was used chiefly to burn an
enemy alive. Vera had used it more skillfully, to retreat from Daruth on their
previous encounter. But Michael was not an ordinary Alpha, and as a last
defense the two of them combined their talents to cook the Wolf if possible, to
wound it to be sure. Together their powers were exponentially stronger and they
struck with all their might. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When the cloud of flame stopped on its own, she was
speechless.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It hung still for a long moment, building up and up as the
Vampires folded more energy into it. But Michael could see it for what it was.
Several Werewolves were healed by his power. Bone rethreaded, skin stitched
back up at his command, and THIS was no different. While although he couldnt
create fire, it was based on supernatural will.and willpower was something he
knew about. It was the foundation of everything Wolf. It controlled them, bound
them, made them fight, and even made them love. The one who had the strongest
will was leader, lover, and Alpha. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And in that contest, Michael was King.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He pulled back, took in a deep breath and roared at the
cloud of energy. His tremendous will flowed into the fold and made the cloud
swell out of proportion. It twisted, swirled and finally flew right back at the
shocked Vampires!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Vera turned her body and barely made it behind Cornelius as
the wave of fire flowed over them. Her hair burst into flame and she rolled to
the ground batting it with both her hands, her sword discarded at her side.
Cornelius wasnt so lucky. His screams filled the air and she saw his entire
left side engulfed in flame. The BEAST pulled one monstrous arm back and batted
Cornelius into the sky like an absurd flaming arrow. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The tide had turned drastically and Vera no longer counted
on DeMarcos plan. Not when her own life was on the line. He was advancing and
she had to decide. Stay and fight and risk real death, or flee and save her own
neck. She called the Ghouls to her and they swarmed all over the BEAST. She
turned to the woods and ran as fast as she could. She began to lift up into the
air just as the body of a Ghoul crashed right beside her. He was using them
like stones against her. As she took to the sky more and more of them flew past
and she wove in the air to avoid them. If nothing else, Vera proved one
thing.she was a survivor! </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>With both Vera and Cornelius gone the Ghouls began to lose
direction. The Vampires were still present in large numbers but the real
problem was the Naga blood, still altering the Werewolves allegiance. The BEAST
looked around and bellowed, his tremendous will crashing down behind it. Those
affected by the Naga regained their control as the thick green poison boiled
out of their blood. The wolves they were fighting moved back but watched with
caution as their brothers rejoined the fold. Then the BEAST cast out his power
as he stood up to his full height on two legs. He held out his massive arms and
roared. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The eyes of every Werewolf changed to red. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Only Silas and Daruth kept human thoughts. Whatever part of
humanity remained in the wolves was gone, pushed so far down that only the
animal remained. The residual Vampires now faced a blood thirsty pack of Werewolves
with no human morals, no boundaries, and no fear.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The sound of battle was deafening. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>It was a man. His back was turned to them and he was hunched
over, looking at something in his arms. The smell was what hit Chase first. It
was overpowering and like nothing he smelled before. It was similar to Patrick
but many times more intense. He looked at the handsome teenager.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Him? Did he do this to you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick slowly shook his head and took his arm away. He
moved toward the man.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Ive brought him Master</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Master!?!</b> Chase cried out. The man turned his head
around. Chase had never seen him before. The man looked at Patrick and his eyes
went wide. Whatever he expected to see wasnt what was before him. Patrick
looked away as if to hide his condition from the man. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Ill deal with you later</b> the mans voice was like
death, low and deep. It sent chills up Chases spin. He fully turned around. He
had a child in his arms.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>EMMA!</b> She wasnt moving. Chase leaped out to her
with open arms. He tried to take her but the man wouldnt let her go. <b>GIVE
HER TO ME!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He leaned down to Chase with dark eyes. <b>NO!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Something hit Chase, something supernatural. His limbs felt
heavy, like lead had been poured in them. He couldnt turn his head away. He
couldnt even talk. The man held his gaze and passed off Emma to Patrick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Now that I have your attention</b> the man said. He
looked Chase up and down. He held out one hand and moved it over the boy but didnt
touch him. There was silence for a minute as DeMarco circled around Chase. <b>Interesting.
I can see it in you</b> His eyes found Chases again. <b>The magic </b>he
clarified. <b>So much like your Father, and yet</b> his brow furrowed. <b>What
is that?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Druid?</b> Patrick asked. DeMarco was annoyed at
the interruption and the way he cut his eyes at Patrick revealed his
displeasure. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its amazing really</b> he said to Patrick but
continued to look at Chase. <b>Did you know that a Druid is connected to the
plant life around them? And when said life is, well, lets say, burst into
flame suddenly, theres an unpleasant side effect</b> he grinned. He stepped
back and looked Chase up and down. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Now, lets deal with your Father</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His movement was so fast Chase didnt even see it. He felt
hands like steel grab his shoulders and pull him off the ground. Sharp pain
flared in his neck as the Vampires teeth sunk into him. It was like a dream.
Like he was somewhere else. Was it venom? Was he dying? Chase couldnt even
feel the hands on him anymore. He felt pulled inside his body. Lower and lower
he dropped, alone in the dark. But then he felt it. He wasnt alone. Something,
someone, was coming in after him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>The Vampires were being slaughtered. Heads, arms and legs
were pulled off, chewed and ripped apart by massive claws. Even the ones who
were already down were being mauled by two or three Werewolves at a time. The
bloodlust made them drunk with fury and the animals were out to kill. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas had never seen anything like it. The BEAST had willed
the wounded back to health, dissolved the Naga venom from the bloodstreams of
the wolves, and now rallied them all around his command. The wolves had never
been more feral. There were no more foot soldiers and Generals. No more
Captains or Lieutenants. There were only Werewolves, ready to die for HIM.
Ready to do whatever HE commanded. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael truly was King. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth looked at Silas. Only a few Vampires remained. The
wolves were running into the woods after any who fled. The Ghouls were no
longer fighting but the wolves refused to let them go. They were ripped apart
as they stood there, oblivious to the damage being caused. Even the women were
out, fighting alongside the men. Daruth was still there, but just barely. He
was having a hard time keeping his own control. The power of the BEAST was
enormous and even an Alpha proved pliable. The desire to give in, to allow the
massive animal to command him was almost unbearable. The feral part of Daruth
wanted to join the pack, to recognize the true leader.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He wanted to kneel.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas turned to Michael, moving slowly toward the huge
BEAST. He was about to revert, to speak to him when he felt the change. The
BEAST stopped moving. Its eyes were unfocused as if it were looking at
something invisible or far, far away. Silas held his ground, watching. He looked
around but saw no danger. The air was filled with wolf and blood, the Vampires
and Ghouls all but destroyed. Then the most unexpected thing happened.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The BEAST threw its head back and screamed!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He saw her in the distance. She had black hair and a long
flowing white gown. She was smiling at him, her arms folded in front of her. He
felt safe as she watched him, like a child at the park under the watchful gaze
of his mother. He knew there was someone else there but she made him feel as if
it were alright. There was no pain, no fear of death. The presence moved
through him, reaching out to grab something, but Chase didnt care. He kept his
eyes on the woman and let the force move past. He heard a growl. It sounded so
familiar. Then he heard the ripping and then the eating. He wanted to look
behind him, and see what was happening, but the woman smiled at him and shook
her head.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Alright, he thought. Whatever you say.</p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Heavy tears fell from the BEASTS eyes. They streamed out
and soaked into his fur. He turned around and faced the same house he first
jumped over. Again he leaped.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas and Daruth watched him leave. His massive frame was
swallowed up by the night sky. The wolves had won. The Vampires were no longer
a threat. The Ghouls were being heaped together for burning. For them, it was a
mercy killing, and the only way to ensure destruction. The Naga remains would
be burned too. Silas looked around. The eyes of the Werewolves were returning
to normal. He felt his Alpha power take back control of his men. Again, he was
in charge. Being separated from his pack was unnerving. He had never had his
control rested from him before. It was humbling at best and insulting at worst.
He cast out his will and two of the wolves reverted to human form. They went
for torches to start a fire. Silas looked at Daruth and then back to the sky.
He felt something he never felt before. He felt small.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick heard it first. It was deep in the woods but coming
closer with amazing speed. When the BEAST broke through the trees Patrick
stumbled back with huge eyes. <b>OH MY GOD!</b> he pressed against the
nearest tree for cover. <b>MASTER!!</b> he cried in fear, but DeMarco was
still drinking from Chase. <b>HES HERE!</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco opened his eyes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The BEAST stopped and glowered at the old Vampire. There was
an eternal pause, a standoff as each summed the other up. And then the BEAST
growled in anger. He stepped forward and DeMarco lifted up his hand and the
BEAST cried out in pain. He shook his massive head and shrieked in agony as
DeMarco continued to watch. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick was afraid. There was no way even DeMarco could stop
this thing. This was no Werewolf! He glanced around to determine his best route
of escape. He could drop the girl right here and run as fast as he could. Let
them fight it out. But then something odd happened, the enormous animal began
to shrink slowly. The body moved around in a tight circle as the BEAST began to
dissolve and take the form of a traditional Werewolf; still big by any
standard, but nowhere near the size of the monster that preceded it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And still the animal shrank. It was as if it were fighting
the change, trying to stop what was happening. A heavily built blond man formed
in place of the Werewolf. He was naked, with thick muscles all over his body.
He was looking at DeMarco and Chase, his eyes blazing with fury. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick waited, not sure what was going on. DeMarco hadnt
moved and yet the BEAST was gone, as was the Werewolf. Now this blond man was
there, human in every way. As he watched, the man fell to his knees and
clutched his head in his hands. He screamed again and dropped on his side in
the fetal position. Now DeMarco moved. He pulled off the boy, the neck red with
blood. The boy didnt fall, which surprised Patrick, because the length of time
his Master feed should have drained the child. But Chase simply stood there,
unmoving. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well, thats better</b> DeMarco said, moving around
Chase and confronting Michael. <b>With whom do you think youre dealing with
dog? </b>He moved his hand and made a fist and Michael cried out in agony.
DeMarco laughed. <b>Yes! I like that indeed</b> He knelt down and watched the
blond man writhe in pain. <b>You should have taken him away. Far away from me.
You think I would pass this opportunity up? That I would simply allow you to have
children! </b>He spit on the ground near Michaels head and waved to Chase. <b>Bear
witness to your Son</b> Chase didnt move; his back still to his Father. <b>Your
weakness! </b>He walked around the small boy once. <b>He should have been
hidden. I thought I would have to feed him to you. An Alpha with no pack. Ive
never heard of such a thing. Maybe if you had actually led anyone, you would
know what this boy could be used for </b>He waved at Michael and made him
scream again. He knelt down and glared at him in satisfaction. <b>But you know
nowdont you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael saw Patrick holding Emma. He reached for her as
DeMarco watched. Long minutes past as the Vampire toyed with the once Alpha
wolf. <b>Dont worry. Were not done yet. We still have your wife to deal
with </b>DeMarco floated slowly about a foot off the ground and simply hovered
there. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I can wait</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was running fast. He had the trail. The scent of the
Vampire was strong and he had no trouble tracking it. He had gone miles when it
hit him. A pain, like nothing he had ever felt before. He rolled on the ground
and hit a tree, barely feeling it. It was a distant second from the blinding
wave of pain that ripped apart his senses. His strong body seized up, and he
clawed at the earth, as the agony ripped through him and drove him unconscious.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>An owl looked down from above, sitting high on a branch. A
handsome teenager with long blond hair lay naked in the woods, unmoving.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy finally made it. Her clothes were torn and blood streaked
down her face. She saw DeMarco first, Chase standing near him but his back to
her. He wasnt moving. Michael was on the ground and moaning with pain. But it
was Patrick that she finally looked at. He had Emma, her only daughter, still
as death, in his vampiric arms. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Welcome</b> DeMarco greeted her, but Wendy didnt look
at him. She only had eyes for Patrick. <b>She lives</b> he answered her
unspoken question. <b>I couldnt risk her powers acting on their own. She is
after all, just a child</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Let them go. You dont know who he is</b> she said.
DeMarco looked down at Michael.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Him?</b> he nodded at Michael. <b>Oh, I know exactly
who he is. Hes the reason Im here</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy moved toward Patrick but DeMarco shouted. <b>If she
comes near you, snap that bitches neck!</b> Wendy stopped. She looked at her
daughter carefully. She saw the small chest move up and down, her own heart
racing, her power boiling to the surface. <b>If so much as a leaf hits me,
shell die</b> DeMarco stepped between them. <b>Move back!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She did as he said, but never took her eyes off Patrick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Your power is wasted on me Vampire</b> she said. <b>You
have no control over my will. Weve been through this before. And yet here we
are, back in the woods, where my powers are strongest</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>True. All true. Unfortunately, youre husband and his
bastard Son, cant say the same</b> He waved his hand and Michael cried out,
clutching his sides. <b>First HE dies and then the rest of them. Anytime youd
like to exercise your Druid abilities, Id be happy to once again make you
single</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy was at odds. Her power was tremendous and they were
surrounded by plant life, but Emma was too far away. She couldnt protect everyone
at the same time. The Vampire was far too strong for her. And now there were
two of them. She felt the forest around her. Every tree, every root and vine,
ready for her command. It took all her will just to keep them from moving. She
could only stall so long. She was afraid the moment would come when she would
have to choose who would live and who would die. Michael was closest to her and
Emma the farthest. It was the mother in her that struggled to answer. It was HER
voice that Wendy heard the loudest. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco moved back to Chase. <b>It was a simple matter
really. To use the boy to funnel my power into the Wolf. This child, this small
insignificant child, was the key to finally killing him. His will was so
strong; none of my abilities would work on him. Imagine my surprise when he
handed me the weapon I needed. He had a Son</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick wanted to gloat too, but the woman kept staring at him.
He had never met a Druid before. He tried to stare back at her but her magic
pulsed and forced him to look away. He watched the trees and looked at anything
with a hint of movement. Was it her or was it the wind? How would he know?</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael began to tremble, his large body at the whim of the
Vampire. DeMarco held Chase by the head and observed the change in the
Werewolf. He made a few adjustments until the man began to scream. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yes, thats it</b> DeMarco said to himself, satisfied
he was ready to begin. <b>Now lets rip that BEAST right out of you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy felt like screaming herself. The man she loved was
being slowly killed in front of her while her daughter was in the
supernaturally strong arms of a Vampire. And Chase was out of it. He seemed to
be completely hypnotized by the monster. Maybe his death would be quick and
painless, she thought. At least the children would go easy.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>No one heard her come in. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy was so lost in the sound of her husband and the image
of her daughter, she didnt notice. Michael was in too much pain to see her and
DeMarco was busy working through Chase. Patrick was watching his Master work
his magic with wide eyes when the scream broke everyones concentration.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>GET AWAY FROM MY SON!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The sound ripped through the night air and pulled everyone
but Wendy to her voice. She stood there, hands bunched in fists and fury in her
eyes. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael felt the pain wash away for a moment and he managed
to tilt his head up. <b>NO!!</b> he cried out.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase turned his head as everyone looked at her.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Human</b> DeMarco stated. <b>Who the hell are you?</b>
his voice rumbled out and the woman trembled with fear. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im his Mother you monster!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco looked at her and then at Patrick as if to see if he
was witnessing the same thing. He started to laugh.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Mother?</b> He looked at Michael. <b>I would have
thought you had higher standards. Shes not even a Wolf!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Helen</b> Michael cried out. <b>RUN!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Her face showed his pain. She cared for her Son far too much.
She couldnt bear to see him this way. <b>Ill never leave him!</b> She began
to walk toward DeMarco. She reached up and took hold of her necklace and pulled
it from her neck. The chain hung broken in her hand as she boldly advanced.
DeMarco moved toward her as well.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>If Michael hadnt been watching Chase at that exact moment,
he would have never seen it. The air around his Son seemed to thicken and fold
away as if it could no longer contain him. Multiple images of Chase formed,
slightly out of sync with the other. And then.he was gone! There was no after
image, no streak; the boy had literally blinked out of existence. He heard the
collision before he actually saw it. Chase was now standing in front of the
Vampire, his arms outstretched and DeMarco was flying through the air, his face
in shock and surprise as he struck a tree with thunderous impact.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>LEAVE HER ALONE!</b> Chase cried out. His fists were
balled up and his body began to shift. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco extended his hand and cast out his power. Michael
felt it happen and tried to move his will into Chase at the same time, but his
connection to his Son was dead!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>NO</b> he screamed. Why now? So many times Chase
managed to ignore his will. Now when he needed it the most why didnt he take
it? Where was the bond between them? He was an Alpha. THE ALPHA! This should
not be possible. His Son should be feeding off his power.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco pushed at Chase with invisible force. There was a
struggle. It seemed as if the Vampire was having problems keeping Chase from
changing. It took great effort but finally after a long moment he succeeded. <b>I
dont know how you managed that boy, but I assure you, no little wolf is going
to defy my will!</b> He rose up and brushed himself off. Chase was again
immobile but no longer a mindless zombie. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I told you to leave my Son alone</b> Helen continued as
she approached. <b>You wont touch him again!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>PLEASE!</b> DeMarco cried out with amusement. He looked
over the tiny woman before him. He could smell the blood running through her
veins. He leveled his eyes at her and said, <b>Im going to EAT you!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Helen had never been more afraid in her life. But her life
didnt matter now. All that did was her Son. She held her ground.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco stood laughing and looked at her with cold dead
eyes. <b>What are you going to do?</b> He waved in the air. <b>The Wolf is
at my mercy. The Druid is trapped, and your Son is my puppet. No one can help
you </b>He sneered at her and flashed his sharp teeth<b>. Youre all alonewith
mein the dark</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Helen looked back at him, standing between the undead thing
and her only Son. <br>
<b>Havent you heard?</b> she asked, tears running down her face. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Vampire frowned confusion at her words. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>God is everywhere.</b> She pulled back her arm and
punched him with her fist. DeMarco didnt move..there was no need to. She was
nothing to him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When her hand broke through his breastbone his face changed
to one of complete horror. She was now inches from him as she spoke in a
whisper, telling him a secret that he had long been denied. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>..even in YOU!</b> She finished simply.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Her hand opened and the tiny silver crucifix she always wore,
dropped away and landed on the Vampires dead heart. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco threw his head back to scream, but a solid pillar of
pure white light came out, shooting toward the heavens and lighting up the
clouds! His eyes were next, exploding with light that flowed out of them like
water. Finally the pours of his skin began to glow brightly before his whole
body broke apart in white fire. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Helen didnt move.there was no need to. He was nothing to
her. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick screamed. The psychic backlash hit him like a train.
He dropped Emma and sailed back into the bushes in a blur. Wendy, who had never
taken her eyes off her child, brought up her hands and cast out her power. Heavy
vines instantly erupted from the ground and caught Emma before she hit the
floor. The lush plants moved with incredible speed and rolled across the ground
to deliver the little girl to the safety of her mothers arms. She snatched her
daughter up and hugged her tight as the forest exploded with violence in the direction
of the young Vampire.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase blinked hard; the control the Vampire had over him was
gone. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael felt numb. His body was on the verge of collapse but
he couldnt take his eyes off Helen. White ash floated in the air. It swirled
like a cloud around her, bright sparks of light blinking out as the embers
faded into dust.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>DeMarco had seen the rise and fall of human civilizations.
He had murdered hundreds, and enslaved even more. Over twenty Thralls had come
and gone in his lifetime and sixteen Vampires were created in his name. In the
end, he wasnt destroyed by Werewolves, Alpha or otherwise.by rival Vampires,
or Thralls seeking power. His destruction came at the hands of a single mother,
with a tiny silver crucifix, and a lifetime of faith. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Augustus Vincent DeMarco had been six hundred and twelve
years old.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was stunned. He saw the whole thing but couldnt
believe it. His mouth was open as he looked at the sight of burning ash in
front of the woman who bore him his only Son. Wendy clutched Emma in her arms,
keeping the girls face pressed against her shoulder. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was Chase who was the first to react. He slowly turned
his head and faced the others.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats my Mom! </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Patrick was gone. Whatever happened to him after his Master
was destroyed remained a mystery. Wendy was unable to search for him; her
powers were the only thing left to protect everyone. By the time other wolves
showed up, the Vampire Thrall had disappeared. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael was in bad shape. DeMarco had nearly killed him and
only time would allow him to recover. He shifted into a wolf and Bart, Jason,
and Andreas helped him back to the farm as Chase and Helen followed, walking arm
in arm. Wendy and Emma brought up the rear, the womans magic ever alert for
danger. Over four dozen Werewolves patrolled the forest and circled around
them, hungry to kill anything posing the slightest hint of danger. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean was found shortly afterward by Bart. He didnt have to
speak to his friend to realize the change in him, he sensed it immediately. He
sniffed the naked frame of the blond teenager but all he could smell was the
Alpha who marked him. When Sean woke up and looked at his friend they didnt
bother to speak about the obvious. Bart didnt ask for a reason, he simply
shook his head at Sean and said, <b>So much for the Three Musketeers </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean grinned at him as Bart helped him to his feet. He
brushed himself off and looked around to get his bearings. It was more of a
stall tactic than anything else. When he looked back at his brawny friend, Bart
was already turned away from him. Sean reached out, grabbed his arm and pulled
him back. He pressed his chest against Barts and rubbed the side of his face
against his best friends. Bart didnt pull away and Sean took the initiative
to throw his arms around the boy and hug him tight. A long moment past while
Sean thought things would never be the same, when at last he felt the strong
arms of his childhood friend snake around his waist and pull him close.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart lifted him up in the air and said, <b>Im still gonna
fuck you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean laughed. <b>We can wrestle for it</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart dropped him to the ground. <b>You think a little Alpha</b>
<b>juice is gonna frighten me? You may be the brainy boy of the group </b>He
made a muscle with one thick bicep. <b>but Im the muscle</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean grinned and ran one hand over the thick arm. He leaned
in and kissed Bart on the lips and took the rugged teenagers tongue in his
mouth for a moment. <b>Yeah, but Im the best looking</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart laughed and slapped Sean on his bare butt. <b>Hell,
Ill give you that one </b>They walked side by side back toward the farm,
still best friends even if the pack was now broken. <b>Silas is gonna be
pissed</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael stayed in the barn below the loft. It took six adult
wolves to keep him in place. Even in his weakened state the animal in him was
deadly. Michael was pushed deep inside his wolf so he could speed up his
healing, and seeing others near his family while he was fully animal, could
cause serious problems. Once he was in the barn only Chase could come near him.
The boy wrapped his arms around his Father and hugged him tight as the man lay
on the floor distressed. It was the only thing that lessened the pain. No other
Werewolf could stay in the room while Chase was present. The others wisely left
them alone. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase snuggled in his Dads hairy, muscled arms for hours
each day while the great beast licked at his face and playfully bit at his tiny
body. Chase laughed and rubbed at his Fathers massive chest and more than once
found himself fast asleep against the warm, furry torso while his Fathers
powerful heartbeat lulled him to dream. Several times Chase changed into his
wolf at the Alphas silent command. It wasnt something he could stop or avoid.
The Alpha power was far too great to ignore and Chase didnt resist. He thought
his wolf was a better physical match for the massive Werewolf that now stood in
place of his Dad.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Four days would go by before Michael could change back into
a man. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart stayed away from Chase during those days. When he came
near, the Alpha would growl so loudly that some of the adult wolves became
agitated. Chase spent his time either with his Mother or pressed against his
Father in the barn. Only Sean was allowed to stay in the loft with Chase for
protection but even he gave them a wide berth, keeping to the rafters or deep
in the shadows while Father and Son slept entwined. The Alpha power in him
wanted to care for his Master too, but he couldnt risk a violent reaction from
Michael in his wounded state. Instead he watched from as far away as he could
and kept himself in human form to pose as little perceived danger to the Alpha
as possible.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Helen stayed in the main house during the week and spent
most of her time with Wendy or Chase. She met with Daruth who was a far better
choice than Silas, to answer all her questions. When he asked her why she was
there she said she had an overwhelming dream that Chase was in danger and she
had to see for herself if he was alright. Chase hovered close to her at all
times unless Wendy was around to keep her company. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was Andreas who had the biggest impact on her. Chase was watching
the first time they spoke and he could see his mothers attraction to the
brawny man immediately. Attraction that Andreas returned in spades. It was how
he spoke to her that Chase liked. It was soothing and gentle, much like the way
his Dad would speak to her. And to top it off, he liked the big man. Andreas
always made Chase feel welcome, unlike most of the wolves in the various packs.
Andreas looked at him differently, not like a wolf, but like the intelligent
man he was. There was never competition with him, not like with Silas or the
teenage Werewolves. Andreas seemed very comfortable with Chase regardless of
who the boys Father may be. He saw something in Chase that most of the
aggressive animals didnt. Whatever it was, he made Chase feel comfortable,
comfortable enough that he would leave his mother in the mans care while he
tended to his Father. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What the fuck is that?</b> Silas said, looking the
black wolf over.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase in his wolf form, Silas, Daruth, Andreas, and Bart
were deep in the forest, far away from the wounded Alpha. Silas wouldnt allow
Sean to come. He was still angry with his former follower for aligning himself
with Michael. Bart knew better than to defend him to his Master. Silas had a
right to feel the way he did, but if he wanted to push the issue he needed to
take it up with Michael, and everyone knew that wasnt going to happen anytime
soon. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They formed a large semi circle around Chase as the boy
changed. Initially, he couldnt do it. It took a great effort and his skin did
ripple for a moment, but in the end Chase couldnt summon the beast himself.
His power was still too new and he was unable to command it the way the others
around him could. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth eased Chases fears and told him he would help, but
when the Alpha Wolf cast out his will he felt a brick wall between them. He
frowned and pushed harder and the wall began to move. He looked over to Silas
and shook his head in silent communication. The larger man stretched out his
hand and applied his will to that of his brothers. The wall held for a brief
moment and then collapsed. The beast in Chase surfaced and replaced the boy
after a few minutes, much to the dismay of Silas.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hes</b> Silass voice trailed off, and as if on cue,
each man spoke at the same time to finish the sentence.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Unique</b> from Daruth, in amazement. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Fast</b> from Andreas with wide eyes.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Awesome</b> from Bart, with a big grin.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And finally Silass voice louder than the others, <b>Small!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The new wolf tilted its head in the big mans direction
while the others cast a baleful look at him, but Silas spoke like the true Alpha
he was. For him, everything was measured in terms of size and strength. Seeing
Chase in this form only brought out the beast in him. And it also gave him a
reason to vent, if not against Michael, then his Son. The pain of losing Sean
was going to take a while for him to get over. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My God, his eyes</b> Daruth said. <b>Ive never seen
anything like them</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas didnt care for them. He was trying to figure out what
part of Chase was Werewolf and what part wasnt. The eyes were completely gold
and it was as if he were looking directly at all of them at the same time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Look at his muscle</b> Andreas said. <b>Sleek and
wrapped around the bone. He must be incredibly fast</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>So he can run from a fight, big deal</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth sighed. <b>Silas, there has never been a wolf like
him. We need to find out all we can</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Fine</b> He pointed to the woods. <b>Run to the lake
as fast as you can. Well follow once everyone has changed </b>He turned to
Bart. <b>That means you boy!</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart and the others were already pulling off their shirts.
Andreas dropped his pants as the change began to take. Silas looked back to
Chase, but the black wolf had disappeared! There had been no noise, no rustle
of leaves or whisper of air. One moment Chase was there and the next he was
gone. Silas gasped slightly before he caught himself. He pushed down his pants
until he stood naked with the others. It would only take him and Daruth moments
to change fully, while Andreas needed longer and Bart a few minutes. Daruth
turned to him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Did you feel it?</b> he said in a whisper. <b>I
couldnt change him. A new wolf and he resisted me</b> his said with
disbelief.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas grunted and he glanced over to see Bart begin to
shift. <b>Youre out of practice Daruth. Perhaps if you had more men to lead
you wouldnt find it so hard to control a fledgling beast </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His words stung but they were not unexpected. In truth Silas
did feel it, but it was something he would never admit, at least not in front
of all of them. Andreas was formed, Bart was halfway there.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hurry fool! My grandmother could shift faster than you!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart looked at him, but was unable to speak because of the
change. Andreas moved around and Daruth shifted within moments while Silas
glared at Bart. Once the transformation was done Silas stepped away from the
others. <b>Finally! </b>He arched his back and bulged out into a huge
Werewolf. He bolted for the lake as fast as he could while the others followed
him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas ran faster than any of them, his powerful legs eating
up the distance to the lake as his big body knocked over the foliage and broke
off small tree branches. He was sniffing the air as he ran, trying to find
Chase, but he smelled nothing. Did the boy run the wrong direction? He couldnt
avoid the detection for long. Silas growled loudly, his huge chest bellowing
out in anger. The effect should have been immediate. He used to it flush out
lesser wolves who would give away their position from fear of hearing his
approach. It was the sound of a true Alpha coming. But the forest was silent.
He growled deeply and began to run faster.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It took him almost fifteen minutes of running before he
reached the lake. When he did, he wasnt happy.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was there, in human form and swimming in the lake. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas shifted back into a man and stood at the edge of the
water fully naked while Chase looked him over. Like most wolves, Silas had a
big cock, thick and heavy between his legs. Under any other circumstances he
would have been a sight for any gay male, but Chase knew the man didnt care
for him so he didnt have much problem holding his desires in check. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>How long have you been here?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase shrugged. <b>About five minutes</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Five? How long did it take you to change?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I dunno</b> he said softly. <b>I just did it and took
a swim while I waited</b> Instantly he knew that last part was a mistake.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas snorted in irritation but before he could say anything
more a large Werewolf broke through the tree line. It ran up to Silas and
looked at Chase, letting out a bark. Then it changed into the form of Daruth.
Like Silas, he was naked and built in similar fashion, but he seemed more
civil, more human, than the larger man beside him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chaseyou beat all of us </b>his said with surprise.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt say anything, mostly because of the glare Silas
cast at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre probably the fastest Werewolf alive</b> he
smiled at Chase and then looked at Silas, who refused to look back. Another
wolf came out. It was Andreas. He ran right into the water and splashed Chase
in the face with a sweep of his heavy arm. Chase held up his hands as the water
flowed over him and moments later the handsome form of Daruths second was with
him. His hairy muscled body was in the water up to the waist a few feet away.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Wow. Youre fast</b> Andreas smiled at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thanks</b> Chase said meekly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yes, hes simply amazing</b> Silas said acerbically. <b>Theres
far more to a Werewolf than simple speed</b> he continued, trying to minimize
Chases accomplishment. <b>How strong is he for instance? Can he
hunttrackfind prey?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But Andreas didnt take the bait. He just smiled at Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart burst through next. He hurled himself into the water
like a massive furry cannonball and began to change. Daruth and Silas spoke to
each other out of earshot while Bart wrapped his arms around Chase, lifting him
up in a hug. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Dude! Youre awesome! You disappeared!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hes right </b>Andreas said.<b> You were nearly impossible
to find. You blended into the forest like a shadow with no scent. I know of no
Werewolf that can do that, not even your Father</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase just looked at him, not knowing what to say in
response. Barts thick arms wrapped around him tighter and he grinned at him. Chase
couldnt help but become infected with Barts easy going personality and the
boys hard muscles against him didnt hurt either. Andreas came up closer to
them.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Did you see how dark his fur is?</b> he said to Bart. <b>He
literally disappears when the Sun goes down</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Except for those golden eyes of his </b>Bart grinned lustfully
at Chase, who couldnt help but blush. They continued to talk, the three of
them in the water and Daruth and Silas on the ground. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>He has to be tested more</b> Daruth way saying to
Silas. <b>Hes far too different to be left on his own</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas shrugged his shoulders. <b>His Father is the real
problem. Once he recovers he wont allow anyone to test the boy. Strange isnt
it? That the first Werewolf aberration is gay</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth frowned. <b>I dont understand. Chase isnt the
first</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas looked at him for a moment. <b>Hes the first that
looks like that!</b> He pointed to them in the water. <b>Andhe wont
reproduce</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruths eyes lit up in understanding. <b>Oh, I see what
you mean</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>This may be no accident</b> Silas continued. <b>Michael
is nothing short of concentrated power. He healed an army of Werewolves, took
on two ancient Vampires and through willpower alone, overcame Naga venom, not
just for himself but for everyone</b> He looked over to Chase. <b>And now
this</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Daruth nodded. <b>Not to mention his second change</b>
He paused. <b>You think Michael did this on purpose?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas didnt answer right away, his simply watched Chase
interact with the others. <b>It wouldnt surprise me if he did. Not after that
display of power he showed all of us</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>After a while Daruth yelled for them to make it back to the
farm. He told Andreas to go with Chase while the rest would go back to Silass
compound. Chase watched the Alphas change and right after they left Bart gave
him a quick kiss on the lips. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>See you soon buddy</b> he said as he moved out of the
water and began to shift. Once he was gone Andreas nodded for them to get out
as well. The big man moved first and Chase watched as the cool water ran off
the mans powerful back, down his hairy ass and off his thick legs. He couldnt
help but get hard at the sight. When Andreas was on land he turned to Chase,
showing off his big dick and heavy balls framed by his strong thighs.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im not ready to get out yet</b> Chase said, afraid to
show his arousal to Andreas. But the big man only smiled softly and faced him
completely. Andreas was impressive. Like all Werewolf men, he had big muscles,
but he was older, aged perfectly. He had brown hair all over his solid body and
a thick neck to hold his balding head in place. He had some hair but it was cropped
very close to his skull, gray and brown throughout, with a scruffy face that
looked like it could grow a full beard in days. He was ruggedly handsome, not
like Seans male model looks, or his Fathers almost too beautiful features.
Andreas was the kind of man that looked like hed been happy all his life. The
creases on his face only made him look wiser. He smiled at Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its alright Son. You dont have to hide from me. Im a
Werewolf. We smell sex like we smell everything else. Its why most male wolves
get agitated when youre around. The whole competition for attention thing.
Goes way back</b> he grinned and held out his hand. Chase moved slowly out of
the water, his cock hard and throbbing. Andreas looked him over. <b>Youre a
good looking boy</b> Chase didnt say anything. As he moved up the big man
walked with him to land. <b>Its not really fair you know. Being a Werewolf
makes us the height of male superiority. And being gay must be almost
unbearable for you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah, its been hard</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well Ill be honest with you Chase, if you were any
other wolf I would have no problem helping you out, but your Dad </b>He shook
his head and rubbed his neck with one hand. Chase couldnt help but stare at
his thick bicep when he did. <b>If he caught me having sex with youwell lets
just say Daruth would be looking for another second in command</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Bart has sex with me </b>Chase added hopefully.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I like Bart too Chase, but hes just a boy. Hes no
threat to your Father, especially now that youve changed and hes marked you.
But Im next in line to an Alpha and that would be crossing a line that your
Dad wouldnt like at all</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b><br>
Oh</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah oh, as in Andreas looks good with no head </b>He
grinned at Chase who laughed at the joke. <b>Dont worry about it. Im sure
there are plenty of guys around that would be happy to mate with you. Now that
Seans been claimed by your Dad, hes technically in your pack too. And of
course theres Bart</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Yeah, its just sometimes I cant help how I feel</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Sometimes? </b>the big man smiled.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Okay, all the time</b> Chase surrendered.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas laughed. <b>Chase you cant help it. Youve been a
Werewolf for like five minutes. Everything about you is enhanced, especially
your sex drive. Its something youre going to have to deal with. You need to
find an outlet or its gonna drive you crazy</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What I mean is even though I love being with Bart I
cant help thinking about older men, especially my Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas nodded. <b>I thought your Father would have talked
to you about this already. Chase youre a Werewolf now. Werewolves are predatory
animals. The one thing we do better than any other animal, is detecting
weakness in others. You cant compare Bart to me, Daruth, Silas, or above all the
biggest Alpha alive; namely youre Dad</b> He put his arm around Chase as they
walked into the woods. <b>There is nothing more attractive to a Werewolf than
power. Its like a drug to us. Its why we follow the strongest, fight for
mating rights and have packs. The older wolves are more powerful than the
younger ones, no matter how pretty they may be</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase thought of Sean. <b>I didnt know that. I mean it
makes sense when you say it out loud, but I never thought about it before</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Hell Im surprised you can keep it in your pants when
your Dads around</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Its his smell. I cant get enough of it </b>Chase
said, talking more to himself than to Andreas. <b>I think about him all the
time</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas let Chase vent for a moment and said, <b>Chase I
wanted to talk with you</b> he faced the boy. <b>About your mother</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>In a way Chase knew this was coming. The attraction he felt
between them was clear as day. <b>You like her?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The big man nodded. <b>Yeah, I like her a great deal. How
do you feel about that?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I think its great! Im surprised you dont want a
female Werewolf though</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas took in a breath. <b>Well, the truth is, your
mother killed an ancient Vampire all on her own. Not to mention the fact that
she gave birth to an Alpha Werewolfs Son. I think thatswell, pretty hot </b>he
grinned. <b>Now be honest, you think she likes me too?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked at Andreass hairy body, with his big muscles,
not to mention his heavy cock. <b>I think she likes you a lot </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas looked down at his naked body, running a hand up his
hairy chest. <b>Youre just saying that because youre worked up over me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Maybe </b>Chase said in agreement.<b> But we have the
same taste in men </b>he grinned. Andreas put and arm around Chase as they
walked again. Chase put his small arm around the mans sturdy waist and leaned
into him. <b>Besides, if you start dating my mom, Ill get to see you naked</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas looked down. <b>I think that can be arranged</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You might want to take it easy on her </b>Chase said,
nodding down to Andreass big cock. <b>You know shes only human</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Andreas looked down at his heavy dick swinging between his
legs. <b>Yeah, I get that a lot</b> he laughed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He felt lost in space, drifting around with no direction. He
was unable to focus on anything for a long time, until a soft light formed,
slowly becoming brighter and brighter. Shape took form, and the most beautiful
woman he had ever seen stepped out. She had long black hair and skin so white,
it could have been ivory. Flowing white robes with shimmering light covered her
body while a soft breeze seemed to continuously blow against her. The beast in
Michael wanted to kneel. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>All the power Ive given you </b>Her voice was like
music.<b> and look what youve done with it</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael shook his head, confused at her words. Power? Was it
really her? Could this be real? He tried to speak but his wolf refused to face
her. He looked down at the ground and forced the words from his mouth. <b>I
protect my family</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Druids? Who speak to my sister The Earth? </b>She
moved her head to the side. <b>Or the wolves, who cry to me for a leader?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael said nothing. Her words stung deeply and all he
could do was slowly shake his head in reply as she stood regally before him,
the highest power he had ever faced. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>They pray to me you know</b> Her voice was warm. <b>The
women.</b> She clarified. <b>They pray for the children they have and the
ones they cant</b> She paused. <b>They pray for me to help them </b>Her
shoulders shrugged. <b></b><b>but I already have</b> He felt the shame build
inside as she finished. <b>Ive given them you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael didnt speak. There were no words. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>They need you. And not just the womenthe men, and the
children. You are the greatest among them. Ive seen to that. And yet here you
are, secluded and alone, with no one to rule</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels voice fumbled. <b>Im not a leader</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She smiled, <b>Few men who lead would say they are. Maybe
thats why theyre so loved</b> She studied him and said, <b>Oh I see</b>
She opened her hands face up and light poured from them forming images of
several people. He saw his whole family, Silas and the wolves; even the
Vampires. She pointed to Wendy, Emma and Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Isnt it amazing that the weakest among you, was in
fact, the strongest?</b> Her gentle smile warmed him and she spoke the way a
mother does to a young child, guiding him to see the truth. <b>And all the
people you try to protectdont really need your help at all</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael didnt understand. The weakest? Of course everyone
needed him!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase! </b>he cried out in defense of his actions.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Was never in any danger</b> she finished.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The Vampire</b> he challenged, but she waved him off.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Had something I needed. His involvement wasnecessary </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>He could have killed him! And Helen! </b>he beseeched,
but she laughed at him. Her voice filled his head with soothing calm. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>The daughter of Adam was never in any danger. That type
of evil could never harm one such as her. Her protection </b>she looked up for
a moment<b> is far greater than even I could provide</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael sifted through her words. She was talking in
biblical terms. She meant Helens faith in God. And then he saw it in his mind.
He knew the truth.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You! You sent her to Chase!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Her eyes twinkled. <b>As I said, my favored Son was never
in any danger</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was Helen! It was her smell at the barn, her willpower
that gave life to Chase. She was the weakest the Goddess referred to, the only
human in the group. And with nothing more than her faith, she killed the
Vampire.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>While you were held down by his power</b> she finished
his thoughts for him out loud. <b>While your wife was protecting your
daughter, and your Son was in fear for his Mother. Of all of you, it was the
one with NO power who beat him</b> She smiled softly again. <b>Or.....maybe
she is the strongest of you all </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Her smile faded and her face became dark. <b>And you, with
all your strength. How many lives have you changed? Do you protect the wolves?
Do you help the children grow or to be born? Do you teach them how to survive,
give them order? It took one Woman, with nothing more than devotion, to quite
literally destroy the greatest evil youve ever faced</b> She looked solemnly
at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Imagine what YOU could do</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She began to step back, the glow around her started to
envelope her body and Michael cried out.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Whats happening to my Son?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She cast him a knowing smile. <b>Bitterness.anger.frustration</b>
She sighed. <b>All things associated with not knowing</b> She cocked her head
to the side. <b>Its alright not to know the answers to everything Michaelyoure
not supposed to</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The things Michael didnt know about his Son could fill a
book. There were many things that happened during Chases first transformation.
Michael and the other Alphas were all so preoccupied with the battle, no one
stopped to really think about the new wolf. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It took an Alpha Male to give to his Son the power needed to
form his beast. But his change wasnt complete. The Goddess spoke to her new child
and told him what he needed. When the black wolf mated with his Sire, another
change took place, but Michael only knew this in passing because his Sons eyes
turned gold. In truth, something far deeper occurred. Michael unknowingly gave
the new creature a special gift; something the Man could not provide, but the
Wolf could. Although the gift would have been given freely, it was in fact
taken from the great beast without his knowledge. What he provided Chase was
something no other wolf had, and would not be revealed for some time, although hints
of it were already in evidence. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The last and final changes happened to Chase when DeMarco
cast his power through the boy. With his first transformation still boiling in
his blood, Chase was seemingly at the mercy of the Ancient Vampire, although the
beast in him was not. It lay deep inside, waiting as the Goddess told it to. As
DeMarco sent his power flowing through the human child, the wolf inside
literally tore out what it needed. DeMarco, so intent on killing the Alpha,
didnt realize what actually happened, and since his destruction by the human
woman came shortly afterwardhe would never know. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Now, Chases beast was complete.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What is he? </b>Michael pleaded with her.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She looked slightly bewildered that she would need to answer
his question. Her voice echoed in his head like a drum.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>A Prince </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Her face went still. She looked away. <b>You must get him
ready</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Her voice made a chill run up Michaels spine. It changed
just enough to showconcern. Whatever could bother a being with her power would
most likely be terrifying to everyone else. <b>Ready for what? </b>he asked,
not really wanting to hear the answer.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She looked into space as she spoke. <b>As a Werewolf, you
must think that a Vampire is the greatest evil walking the earth</b> She took
in a breath and let it slowly out. She smoothed her robes with her elegant
hands. When she looked up at him she said, <b>You would be wrong </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His desire to look away was so intense he almost did. It was
her eyes that he couldnt look at. They held so much power and they made him
feel so small, but it was the thought of his Son that overcame his fear. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She moved in front of him and knelt down until they were
face to face. <b>Shes coming</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael didnt move. He couldnt. His body, whatever it was
made out of, refused to do anything but sit there. Instead his face showed the
question he could not ask.<b> </b>A shadow cast over him as she leaned in and
whispered in his ear. Terror ripped through him at her words and he opened his
mouth to scream at her, but she moved before him and put her finger to his
mouth.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Shh</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael sat up completely awake and in human form!</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was naked in the barn, his body still hot from the
change. Sweat covered his muscles and he felt something in his hand. It was
wood, or at least what was left of it. A two by four had been crushed in his
fist, splinters of wood piled on the ground next to him. He still felt the
fear. It had been so intense he was numb from her words. The sun was against
his body, warming him up, but a chill still worked itself into his bones.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He looked around and saw Sean staring at him hopefully. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Is everyone alright?</b> he asked the handsome blonde
boy, who nodded and came to him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>We were worried about you. No one knew what to do</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked around. <b>How long have I been..gone?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Four days, give her take</b> Sean reached out to help
him up. <b>Only Chase could come near you</b> He supported the big man as he
stood. <b>Well, except for Emma</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>WHAT?</b> Michael bellowed. <b>EMMA? She was here when
I was.was</b> His voice filled with fear but Sean held up his hand to finish.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You did nothing. She went right up to you before anyone
even realized she was here. She sat down in your lap and started talking. You
put your arms around her and she started to sing you a song. I got Chase and he
came in after a few minutes and took her away. She was fine</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>She wasnt scared of me?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean looked confused. <b>Noshe, wellthe way she acted, I
thought shed seen you like that a lot</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No! Never! </b>He looked down at himself, checking for
wounds. He was fully healed. <b>I cant believe she didnt scream out when she
saw me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Sean held on to one of Michaels huge arms as they walked a
few steps, making sure he was alright. He shrugged, <b>Maybe shes a lot
stronger than you think</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael stopped and looked at him and for a moment and Sean
thought he had said the wrong thing. But Michael wasnt mad. <b>Noits not
the first time Ive heard that about her. About all of them in fact</b> Sean
didnt know what he meant but Michael put his arm around the boy and pulled him
close. Sean immediately took the opportunity to be near the Alpha, and hugged
him back fiercely. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I wasworried about you</b> the teenager said softly.
Michael squeezed him in one thick arm.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>It takes more than a Vampire army to bring me down</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>They spent the next thirty minutes going over everything
that happened. Sean told him about the waves of lust and then pain he went
through, about not finding Chase, about the scent of Helen at the barn, and of
the state of the packs. Michael was still exhausted from his time healing and
the meeting with the Goddess. He didnt reveal to Sean that he saw her. He
doubted anyone would believe him anyway. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He put the clothes that Sean had brought in for him and as
he got dressed he asked about his family, most importantly Helen. When Sean
told him Andreas had been helping her through, he nodded his head in
satisfaction. Andreas was a good man and a better choice than either Daruth or
Silas. Boundaries had to be maintained and Helen, like Chase, Wendy, and Emma,
were off limits to them. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When he saw Helen for the first time he couldnt help but
scoop her up in his arms and hug her tight. Wendy smiled at him and walked
upstairs to give them time. Hours would pass as they spoke about the past,
about the present and of course, about the future. Chase came in first and put
his arms around his Father and for a brief moment, his original family was
complete. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Emma bounded down the stairs later and threw herself into
her Dads heavy arms. She kissed at his face and whispered in his ear how she
wanted to sleep with him in the barn the next time he turned into a Werewolf.
When he asked her how her mother felt about that, Emma wisely shook her head as
if she didnt know, and Michael couldnt help but laugh at her obvious white
lie. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Wendy acted as if she didnt already know what Emma was up
to. The tiny girl spoke nonstop about moving into the barn with her Dad, and
the Druid sorceress, being so happy that her only daughter was unharmed by the
Vampire, let the girl have her time with her Father. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>And I can brush your hair out too</b> little Emma was
saying to her Dad in very serious tones. She continued to go on and only halted
momentarily when her Father leaned in to kiss her face, which happened several
times. He looked up at his Son and Helen as his daughter elaborated on their
next adventure together.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As He watched them interact, away from danger, he realized
he had been right before. It was Helen. It was always her that made Chase
special. She gave him what he needed to survive, just as she always had. It was
her bond with their Son that broke all others, be it Werewolf or Vampire. And
although he was happy to see her reunited with Chase, he couldnt help feel
sad. In his heart he knew that Chase could never truly be in his pack, because
he was already in one. What that would mean for the future, only time would
tell.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>There were some decisions to be made however. Chase was a
Werewolf, plain and simple. He couldnt be allowed to live so far away from
Michael until he matured in age and power and since Michael was still wanted by
the police he couldnt go back to Georgia with them. He found a home for them near
the city and Helen agreed to relocate for her Sons sake. Michael insisted on
buying the house for her and sent Bart, Sean and Jason to help her move. Chase
had to stay because of his recent change. It was too dangerous to be away from
his Father during this time. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Everything didnt go as smooth as that though. Silas had to
be dealt with. They eventually stood facing each other at the edge of Michaels
farm. Silas wanted answers about Sean and Michael needed to reestablish his
power over the others. He told Silas why he took Sean and his concern for his
Sons safety. Silas made some obligatory moans that he didnt care about Chase,
only his own pack, and after allowing him to vent for a moment, Michael stepped
forward until they were inches apart. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Ive told you my reasons, and if you were anyone else we
wouldnt be speaking at all</b> his voice was deep and commanding. <b>Now, if
your still that upset, and want to pursue this, I suggest we go far into the
mountains where we can settle this once and for all</b> A low growl rumbled in
his massive chest. <b>And you can have time to heal, where no one can see you</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The point was made and Silas, after a tense standoff, shook
his head. <b>That wont be necessary Michael. I just dont want you thinking
you can take any wolf you want without permission</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Permission </b>Michael repeated slowly, as if he
didnt know what the word meant. Silas took in a breath and stepped back. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I mean, things need to be discussed first. Packs are
weak when broken apart without thought and planning</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael slowly nodded his head, his crystal blue eyes
burning into Silas. <b>Of course</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Silas looked away. <b>I didnt need him anyway. He was far
too unmanageable. Always getting in my way and questioning my orders. Im glad
to be rid of him</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael allowed Silas the impromptu speech. The man was an
Alpha after all.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Things changed in the local packs. Daruth still ran his
community but other non Alphas decided to move closer to Silas and Michael. The
loss of Werewolves from the battle made all of them weaker as a whole. They
needed to regroup.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Bart and Jason found it very hard to stay away from Sean.
Bart was very attached to Chase and Sean was now bonded to the stronger Alpha,
the death of his own Father pushing him even closer to Michael. Within days of
the battle, Sean packed up and left the community to live with Michael full
time. Bart could not go. His own Father was part of Silass pack and if he left
with Sean he would lose his status in the fold. Jason gravitated toward Bart
although he missed his blonde friend deeply.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Seans power had grown. Bonding with the Michael had added
to his strength, speed and the quickness with which he changed. His allegiance
was now forever with the Alpha Michael. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase too found far more control as a Werewolf now that his
bond with his Father was sealed. They worked together on changing back and
forth from boy to wolf, and Chase became able to leap while in human form. His
speed was an anomaly. Now that he changed he was even faster than his Dad. No
other wolf could keep up with him. As a human, the Alphas could all match
Chases speed, his Father, Silas, and Daruth, the only ones faster in that
form. But once Chase changed to his beast, no one could catch him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael let Bart teach Chase how to track and use the woods
to his advantage. Not every wolf had the sheer strength and power as the Alpha,
so Bart taught him tricks that Michael would have found.unnecessary. He
watched the two work together as Sean protectively interacted with the black
wolf and his best friend. He knew it wouldnt be long before the three of them
would be having sex together. Right now Bart was odd man out, but his former
status as alpha would be hard to shake off, and Michael knew the rugged boy
would test the limits of Seans new authority. Chase, he grinned, could have
cared less. His Son was just happy both boys were with him and eager to mate
with both. He could see the boy in his mind, tugging at the belts of both
teenagers as they flexed muscles at each other in competition. Michael grinned
to himself as the boys continued to bump into each other for a place at
Chases side.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Emma was growing flowers within weeks. She showed off her
new talents to her Dad and Chase by making a rose fully bloom in minutes. They
both praised her skill and it wasnt long before the house was filled with
color and smells of exotic plants and flowers, all at the hands of little Emma.
But Emmas story wasnt quite complete.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b><span style='font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;
color:#365F91'> </span></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b><span style='font-size:14.0pt;line-height:115%;
color:#365F91'> </span></b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The little girl almost killed them. She would have too, if
it werent for the woman. It had taken many days in wolf form for the most
severe wounds to heal, but still, there was pain. They traveled far away in
hopes that the Alpha would not find them. At hearing of the Vampire attacks
however, they were sure they were all but forgotten. Maybe they got lucky, and
the Alpha was dead? Regardless, a few more weeks and they would be good as new
and ready to travel. Africa? Europe? They could go anywhere.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It happened quickly. It started as a tremor and then hit
each of them with cold fear. All three boys looked at each other and knew their
time had just run out. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The knob broke off and the door swung open loudly. A large
man filled the entire frame, his face cast in shadow. They didnt have to see
it to know who it was. They knew before the door opened. They knew because HE
wanted them too. His large feet covered in work boots, while his strong legs were
hugged by worn out denim. The veins on his brawny arms stuck out having no more
room to burrow because of the thick muscle underneath. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>My wife.</b> He began, seemingly lost for words. <b>See
she can grow these</b> Again he drifted off as if he started wrong. He waved
at them as if to dismiss what he said. <b>The point Im trying to make is; I
couldnt be there when you were with my Son, and I wanted to rectify that. For
him. For me</b> he touched his chest. He looked at them angrily. <b>And most
importantlyfor YOU!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The three shook in terror and one began to whimper, silently
clawing at the wall. Michael walked into the room, the boards groaning under
his weight, and pointed to the floor in front of him. The trembling boys slowly
moved from where they were and came to kneel at his feet, heads bowed low to
the ground. Michael took hold of the broken door and closed it.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Someone reminded me how important it is to give you
young wolves order</b> He reached up and began to unbuckle his belt. He moved
slowly, his big fingers taking their time with the heavy leather. It creaked as
he pulled at it.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Consider this your first lesson</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>When he took out his heavy prick the mouths of the three
young wolves began to salivate. He stroked it with one hand long enough for
each of them to smell it, their bodies shaking in response. He took a step
forward, towering over them, his mighty cock jutting out like stone. He snapped
his fingers and immediately all three teenagers lifted up their heads and
pressed their mouths to his throbbing prick. Three warm tongues snaked out and
wrapped hungrily around his fat shaft, eager for the taste of his Alpha sweat.
He watched carefully, waiting for them to step out of line. It was only a
matter of time before one of them became brave enough to look up. And like
clockwork, it happened. Michaels eyes flashed in anger and he grabbed the boy
by the back of the neck and threw him clear across the room, his terrified body
slamming into the wall with a thud. The others kept to themselves and made no move
to help their friend, but they did offer a whimper in answer to the Alphas
anger. They continued to lick. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy rolled slowly to his knees and crawled carefully
back over, listening for any hint of rage from the massive man. Instead of
moving back to his original place, the boy began to lick at Michaels boots
reverently. Michaels eye bore into the groveling teenager and dared him to
challenge him further. It never happened. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Is there a reason why the three of you are still
dressed?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Like lightening, all three pulled at their shirts, pants
shoes, shedding their clothes like skin. He lifted one boy and threw him on the
bed and pointed to the floor nearby for the others. He moved the teenager until
he was propped up on his knees, ass in the air. He slapped at the firm white
cheeks with his strong hand until the boys flesh was red. He pointed to one of
the others on the floor. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Get him ready for me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The boy moved behind his friend and pulled the sore cheeks
apart until he could bury his face between them. The sound of his licking
filled the room. Michael faced the last boy, his big dick swinging toward him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Suck it!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The frightened teenager rose up and engulfed Michaels huge
cockhead and sucked on it as hard as he could. His small hands wrapped around
the solid shaft as he slobbered over the bloated baby maker. Michael grabbed him
by the hair and forced his meat inside his throat. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Are we on a fucking date? Did I forget to bring you
flowers and candy? </b>He yanked the boys hair painfully. <b>Suck.my..dick!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He thrust forward and made the boy gag. He let him choke for
a moment and when he saw tears run out of the teenagers eyes he pulled it out
and slapped the boy across the face with one big hand.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Do it!</b> He pointed to his hard dick. The teenager
got the message and attacked the heavy meat without regard to his own pleasure.
Michael felt his cockhead slip inside the tight throat as the trembling child
tried to swallow him whole. The boys hands wrapped around Michaels legs for
leverage and he pulled himself forward, forcing the big dick down his own
throat. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Each of you will get a turn on the bed</b> Michael said
firmly. <b>I strongly suggest you help each other out</b> And he meant every
word of it. He moved the boys away and rubbed his big dick against the wet hole
of his first conquest. With one thrust he impaled the disobedient wolf with his
heavy cock. The size of Michaels pecker was immense and the young Werewolf
cried out as he raped him. He held the boy against him with his strong hands gripping
the childs waist, his fingers leaving deep prints in the warm flesh. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He began to fuck the boys ass.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Moans of agony were replaced by animal yelps as Michael
drove into the boys tight hole over and over again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You boys will learn who I am </b>He raised a hand and
slapped the childs burning ass making him cry out louder. Then he took hold of
his hips again and fucked him as hard as he could. Minutes later, in what
seemed like an eternity to the boy, Michael pulled himself out and swept the
teenager off the bed with one arm. The kid flew away and landed on the ground across
the room, still moaning and curling into the fetal position. Michael grabbed
another to replace him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Without being told, the last boy quickly lapped at his
friends ass before Michael could move in. He was allowed almost a full minute
before being pushed back as the man lined himself up. The second boys cries
were louder than the first. Michael was relentless. Over and over he fucked the
teenager until the boy pleaded with him to stop. Michael slapped him hard and
told him to shut up and gave him another few minutes under the thrusts of his
heavy meat. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Again he swept the bed free. The last boy moved up on his
own, wishing to ease the great Alphas anger if not a little. Michael was nice
enough to spit on his own hand, seeing as the first two boys were still unable
to move. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He fucked the last one like before, the boy pressing his
face against the bedding as he yelled. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You know who I am?</b> he asked the boy, who nodded and
cried out yes. Michael sunk himself fully inside the teenager. After the scream
died down he said, <b>If I ever have to remind you again, Im gonna change</b>
He thrust in hard a few times. <b>Im gonna change while Im fucking you!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>NOOOO! </b>The boy yelled. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael turned to the others. <b>How bout you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>NO!</b> They both said in unison. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Now thenwhere was I?</b> he grabbed the boys hips and
thrust himself inside again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Two hours later, after fucking each a second time, Michael
left. He never came, his cum was not for them. He had his own pack to feed and
he wasnt about to waste it on thugs. He did make them cum though. As he
impaled each wolf a second time he told them he wouldnt stop until each of
them had cum. The other boys quickly helped each other by sucking on the cock
of the unlucky wolf the Alpha had on the bed at the time. As the last boy came,
it was so intense the young wolf tried to turn around and suck the head of
Michaels big dick, but the Alpha took him by the neck and flung him away.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Youre not worthy to drink my cum</b> he told him. <b>Ill
be back in three months to see if you boys have learned your lesson. If you
make me hunt you down, Im gonna fuck you even harder</b> The boys moaned in
anguish at his words. <b>Ill find you wherever you run. Only death will take
you from me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>With that he put on his jeans and pulled the tee shirt over
his massive chest. As he buckled his belt back up he looked them over, each
delirious with pleasure and pain. He grinned to himself, proud of his own
stamina. Maybe he was cut out for leadership after all. If these boys needed a
strong hand, he was more than happy to comply. He adjusted his cock in his
pants and gave it a pat with his big hand. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Down boy</b> he teased himself, his dick still swollen.
<b>I hope Chase is hungry</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He left them passed out, and unresponsive. They had quite
literally, the fucking of a lifetime.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><a name=Edit></a>It was dark when Michael drove up to the
farm. Even though Helen was now here Chase stayed with him most of the week and
especially at night. He needed more control before he could stay with his
mother full time. Sean was looking out for her though, and Michael had a strong
suspicion that Andreas was as well. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He parked away from the driveway so no one would hear him.
He cast out his power and found his Son, in the loft above the barn.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Chase, come to me</b> he commanded through his will. He
saw a shadow form in the bay window. It was Chase. The small boy jumped down to
the ground and began running toward him. Michaels big cock throbbed at the
mere sight of the dark haired boy. There were no words. The boy jumped into his
Fathers arms and Michael hugged him tight, grabbing his head and pressing his
mouth against his Sons. Chase gave no resistance as the Alpha shoved his thick
tongue deep inside for Chase to suck on.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase felt his Dads stony arms hold him tight, locking him
in position for the eternal kiss, not that he wanted to be anywhere else in the
world anyway. Chase sucked on his Dads tongue for as long as he was allowed,
until the man pulled him away and flashed a brilliant smile at him. He almost
could speak. There was no way to describe what he felt for the powerful man.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Daddy</b> he whispered, summing up everything he was
thinking into one word. The big blonde man grinned at him, the message was
received. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Run with me angel. Run to the lake</b> He set the boy
on the ground and Chase immediately looked at the large lump between his legs. His
small hand came out to stroke the heavy mound but Michael stopped him. <b>Run
first</b> Chase turned to the woods but Michael grabbed his arm and turned him
back. <b>Take your clothes off. You wont need them</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase pulled off his shirt and pushed down his pants while
Michael looked him over. His Son was already getting hard and he couldnt help
but lick his lips in anticipation of what was to come. When Chase was fully
naked in front of him Michael pointed to the woods. <b>Change and run</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase concentrated. Seeing his Fathers bulging crotch made
it almost impossible to think of anything else. Andreas was right. He could
smell sex and right now his Dad reeked of it. He tried to summon his power but
all he could do was think of kneeling in front of his Father, sucking on his
heavy prick. The beast remained silent in him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I cant</b> he said meekly. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael looked over the smooth body and painfully beautiful
features of his Son. He smiled at the boys frustration before he cast out his
power and called to the new wolf. Immediately Chase began to shift, first his
arms and legs and then his face and torso. It took far less time when the Alpha
called for the change to be complete. Clearly there were priorities in
transformations and as the black wolf stood before his Alpha Michael smiled in
approval.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Theres my boy</b> He nodded toward the woods. <b>Go,
run for Daddy</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The black wolf turned and seemed to be swallowed by the
night almost immediately. When the golden eyes were out of sight all that was
left was blackness. Little sound was made as the sleek paws glided over the
hard earth. It was amazing to see, especially for a Werewolf like Michael.
Chase was different from everyone in almost every way. He watched as his Son
sprinted for the woods and he began to undress, ready for pursuit. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha burst out of the forest and confronted the small
black Werewolf. Chases golden eyes looked at him, hungry for mating. The Alpha
ran around him, sniffing his scent and rubbing his great head against the small
animal to mark him. He moved behind and opened his massive mouth and bit down
gently on Chases slender shoulder. His Son responded by licking at his muzzle
and furry ears. He forced his weight down on the boy and dropped him on to the
ground to stand on all four legs. He towered over him, pressing down with his
heavy body, his big dick moving between the black wolfs hind legs. The wolf
was eager to mate and quickly dropped the rest of the way until his belly was
on the ground. He raised his rump into the air and offered himself willingly to
his Dad. The Alpha lowered his hips and rubbed his furry cock back and forth against
his Sons silky ass. The black wolf began to purr.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Alpha teased the new wolf for long minutes, making the
animal rotate its hips to line up with his big cock. But he never let him have
it. The Alpha kept it just out of reach. When the wolf looked back at him he
pulled back his mouth and showed his sharp white teeth in a smile. Then he rose
up and growled so loudly that Chase closed his eyes, the golden orbs receding
away for protection.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Something unexpected happened. Chase began to revert to human
form. He tried to fight it but the Alpha power was too great and he would have
had better luck at stopping the tide of the ocean than ignoring his Fathers
power. He shrunk and became smooth as the black fur was replaced with perfect
white skin. His teeth rounded out and his face realigned itself into the
handsome face Michael loved so much.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He lay there fully human, underneath the most powerful,
biggest Werewolf on the entire continent. He didnt understand. Why did this
happen? When he looked up at his Dad there was no surprise in his eyes. Once
again the great beast seemed to smile at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael leaned down and took a long lick at his Sons human
form. His mouth watered at the taste of his angelic flesh, his honey like sweat
and teenage hormones. He moved to Chases chest, his throbbing cock, and sleek
legs. Michael literally lapped at every inch of his Sons body, turning the boy
over with a nudge of his powerful muzzle. He worked on the boys neck and back
and Chase lifted up his hips in anticipation of what was to come. Michaels
massive tongue snaked out and licked at the boys soft ass over and over as
Chase moaned and pushed against his mouth. He wanted to open the boy up but he
had to be careful how he used his hands. Chase was human, fully. Any injury
would heal but Michaels nails were sharp enough to slice wood, let alone his
Sons tender flesh. Luckily Chase must be enjoying this as much as him because
before he could solve his problem his Son reached back and pulled apart his
soft white cheeks.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael needed no more invitation. His tongue moved rapidly
back and forth against the boys smooth hole. Chase was moaning loudly and
Michael felt his cock throbbing against his warm tongue with each long swipe.
His Son would cum in moments if he continued. He lifted up slowly, letting the
boy recover and waited for the child to look at him. Chases beautiful eyes
looked back in confusion. It was clear he wanted him to continue but Michael
had other plans. He rose up on his back two legs and stood like a monument over
his nude Son. When the boy gasped at him Michael couldnt help but feel pride.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>With his human eyes Chase saw the Alphas massive prick for
the first time. It was like a baseball bat. Thick, with a furry shaft that
stretched out for a good fourteen inches. His big balls hung low, filled no
doubt with cum, potent with Alpha power. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was dumb struck. Lying on the ground as his Alpha
Father towered over him, his massive legs on either side of his tiny frame; the
biggest dick he would ever see was now before him. His Dads cock was so
large; the great animal had to move its head to the side just to look around
it. The beasts eyes said it all. He was giving himself to the boy, if he
wanted.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But Chase was too small, far too small. He could never take
his Father in this form. Why didnt he let him stay a wolf? Why force him to be
human when he knew his size would make coupling impossible. Chase breathed in
to speak when the intoxicating smell of the Alpha hit him. His eyes swam for a moment
and then, like magic, Chase felt like he was starving. No meal would satisfy
his hunger, no steak, no banquet. Only one thing would feed the boys appetite
tonight. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He moved to his knees and took hold of the massive beast
prick before him. He opened his mouth and began to lick at it, his senses
taking a bath in the heavy aroma between the animals muscled legs. He more
hugged the big dick than held it. It was so thick it was easier to wrap his
slender arms around it than use his hands. He rubbed his face all over the
throbbing shaft, the fur tickling his soft skin. He reached down with one hand
and stroked at his Dads hairy balls. They were heavy and lifted only slightly
when he tried to move them. His tongue came out and he began to circle the full
head over and over. It was too big to actually take in his mouth but Chase
didnt care, and by the action of the beast, he didnt either. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The heavily muscled legs moved apart inches at a time in an
attempt to give the boy better access to his swollen prick. Not that it really
mattered. The Werewolfs size dwarfed the boy. This was more an act of sexual
satisfaction for Chase. To give him an opportunity to release all the pent up
lust he had for his Father. And for Michael it was the ultimate display of submission.
He couldnt fuck his Son in this form, but having the boy lick at his mighty
prick was the next best thing. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases mouth watered profusely as he lapped at his Fathers
beastly prick. The swollen head was dark like the animals skin but shaped like
his human Dads, only much larger. A Werewolf was far more than just an animal.
It shared characteristics with its human counterpart, some equally, some not at
all. For a Werewolf male this entailed having an overly large cock and the
ability to produce a heavy amount of cum. Their male organs resembled a humans
more than a real wolfs with the exception of a light coating of silky fur that
began halfway down the shaft and extended to the base of the prick.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Right now Chase was having a tough time trying to get the
enormous head into his mouth. No matter how he turned his head the massive cock
was just too big. His tongue lapped hungrily at it and coated the throbbing
prick with his spit. He dipped it deep into the hole at the top, trying
desperately to coax out his Dads potent cum. Even his stomach growled angrily,
hungry for the cream just out of reach.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The Werewolf looked down at his small Son, so much smaller
in human form, so fragile. His heavily clawed hands had to be careful to stay
away from the naked boy least they rip the skin from his body. It took great
effort not to touch his Son. He wanted to stroke the childs soft black hair,
hold him close to his pulsing prick, but any of these things could harm the
boy, and that wasnt something the Alpha could do. He shifted from foot to
foot, the ground indented with his heavy weight. Chase was so eager to suck
him, such a good boy. The wolf slowly thrust out his hips making his lust
filled cock rub up the side of the kids angelic face. Chase quickly moved back
to regain his place and once more suck at the head of his hard dick. He felt
the small boys tongue dip inside his hole, stimulating his big balls to make
cum. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Long minutes past as Chase lapped and sucked at the
Werewolfs pounding prick. He was in a dream state, not caring if the world
exploded around him. All he wanted, all he ever wanted, was to be here, loving
his Fathers big dick. The taste was like nothing he could ever imagine, so
much better than in his dreams. And the smell was even more intoxicating. It
drove any thoughts clear out of his mind. Even in human form the smell of his
Dads cock brought out the beast in him. He cared for nothing, wanted nothing.
It was as if this was all he was ever meant to do. His arms coiled around the
lengthy shaft and his hands gripped it possessively. He would never let it go,
never give it back. He sucked as hard as he could at the hole. His tongue
pushed deep inside and he moaned uncontrollably as he devoured the mighty prick
between his Fathers massive legs. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>And then it happened. All his efforts were rewarded. A slow
ebb of cum escaped from the beasts big dick and Chases mouth exploded with
the taste! Pure Alpha power ripped through his body and made him dizzy. It was
like nothing else on earth. Chase clung to the big cock for support as he
sucked deeply on the solid rod, throbbing between his Fathers legs. Had he
been able to look up, he would have seen the Werewolf smiling at him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael knew Chase was having the time of his life. The changes
going through his Son over the last few months all came down to this. Finally
after weeks and weeks of building up, at changing into a wolf for the first
time, after meeting his Father at the station, Chase was able to release his
desires fully, with no fear of Vampires, or distractions. Chase wanted and
needed to be near power. It was what his wolf craved, what it hungered for. And
on this side of the world at least, there was no one more powerful than the
Alpha in front of him. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael watched as Chase drank from his heavy prick for the
first time. He knew the taste of his cum in Werewolf form would drive the boy
over the edge. He saw the kids aching cock throb in the air violently and spit
out a large stream of white cream. Chase kept sucking him, unaware that he just
had an orgasm without even touching his own cock. As proud as he was of his boy
Michael knew something else as well. Chase could never be satisfied with anyone
else but him. He would be able to release, to gratify himself with others, but
never on the level that he would do tonight. Michael would spoil him for all
time. He was after all, the biggest.the strongest.the most dominate. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He was Alpha.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>The great beast threw his head back and roared like the King
he was. He extended his mighty arms, thick with hairy muscle and challenged
anyone to face him. Of course no one did. The boy was his, his for all time.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase didnt know when it happened. Time was something lost
to him now. He lived only to drink from his Dad. His mouth hurt, his jaw ached.
He tried to open it wider, take the impossible in, as eternity slipped by; when
it happened. His lips wrapped around the throbbing head of his Dads dick and
his mouth was finally full! Chase couldnt believe it. He was doing it, sucking
at his Fathers cock! His eyes opened and looked up. His Dad, his flesh and
blood Dad stood there before him, looking back down at him, with his handsome
face and thick blonde hair. A strong hand came forward and cupped the back of
his head.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Daddys here</b> the man grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases eyes rolled back in his head. His Father had changed
back and he didnt even realize it. He was so lost in the taste of the
Werewolfs thick pre-cum that he completely missed it. He moaned with lust.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael smiled at his Sons reaction. He watched the boy
carefully, nursing on him like his life depended on it. He knew that if he
actually came in his Sons mouth while in the form of the beast, he would
likely injure the boy. Michael had more control as a wolf than anyone, but this
wasnt any conquest, this was his Son, and his desire for the boy was overpowering.
Even loving the boy as much as he did, he wasnt sure the beast could control
its drive to mate in the heat of the moment. Better to give the boy a taste and
then put the wolf away for a while.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Suck me baby. Suck Daddy</b> he soothed Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>But Chase was beyond coaching at this point. He was running
on nothing more than instinct and primal desire. His mouth twisted on the head
of his Dads big dick while his warm tongue lapped at the throbbing flesh. His
small hands gripped the pulsing shaft and pumped the silky skin back and forth
with a building urgency. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael could no longer stand idly by while his Son
practically begged for his cum. He took hold of Chases head with both hands
and started to fuck the boys mouth with his large cock. His balls swung
between his legs heavy with cream and more than willing to do their part.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats it baby, nice and easy; open your throat for me</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases spit coated Michaels thick bone, moving down an
inch at a time, as the two of them did their best to quench the boys appetite.
</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You ready baby?</b> he asked the black haired boy. He
received no answer except the tight grip of the childs fingers on his solid
shaft. Michael pushed forward and felt his Sons throat begin to open up. He
gripped the boys head and tilted it upward.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Look at me!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase opened his eyes, and when Father and Son saw one
another the connection was complete. Michael pushed his hips out and his big
dick pushed right into his Sons throat. He never took his eyes off the boy. He
couldnt. He needed to see it. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michaels huge cock thickened up for just a moment, and a
massive wave of thick cum shot up the shaft and right down his Sons throat! </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He watched the boys eyes glaze over and shut as the
powerful Alpha cum flooded his senses. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>DRINK!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>His muscled body shook as he came in Chases throat. It took
extreme effort to hold himself steady and not shove the rest of his cock
inside. After the first few eruptions he was able to pull back until the flared
head was resting comfortably in the boys sucking mouth. He held Chase in his
big hands and watched. The boys throat began to move up and down as Michael
continued to flood him with cream.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Suck me! Suck me dry!</b> he directed his Son, and
watched proudly as Chase took down every drop. His fingers moved through the
soft black hair as the boy nursed on the head of his dick and when Chase
finally did open his eyes again Michael grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Like that huh?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chases eyes fluttered in response and Michael saw the
puddle of cum on the ground in front of his Son. The boy had had another orgasm
or twoall while giving his Father a blowjob. The man shook his head in awe of
the boy and enjoyed the next few minutes as Chase pulled out the last of his
cum.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Take your time Son. Daddys not going anywhere</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Two hours went by from the time they got to the lake and
Chase had given his Father head. The boy was exhausted from the ordeal and
overwhelmed by the flood of raw Alpha power through his young body. Michael
held him in his arms and kissed at his face as the boy recovered his senses.
Their tongues snaked leisurely back and forth as each sucked gently on the
others. Chase rubbed at Michaels muscled chest and sighed contently as he
rested his head on one of his Dads broad shoulders. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Were gonna have to come here more often</b> Michael
said playfully.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase groaned. <b>I hurt all over. I think I came a dozen
times</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>So another blowjobs out of the question?</b> Michael
laughed.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase moaned loudly. <b>I need a new jaw</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>What you need is lots and lots of practice</b>
Michaels strong hand caressed Chases cheek and then his finger circled the
boys soft mouth until he gently pushed it past his Sons lips. Chase sucked on
it and Michael grinned.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Thats my boy</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael wanted to test something. He had a suspicion about
his Son that he needed an answer to. They moved away from the lake on harder
ground and Michael stood in front of Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im going to try and change you. I want you to resist as
hard as you can, alright?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase nodded his head, not happy with going against his
Dads power. When Michael looked at him with his crystal eyes Chase felt
nothing but love. But the boy could also feel the roll of the Alpha Wolfs will
coming at him. It started slowly and built up with each second. Chase only
lasted about ten of those, as his body shifted and grew into the black wolf. He
commanded himself to return to human. In fact it should have been easy. The
moon wasnt full and he had practiced this with both his Dad and Sean.
Reverting to human form was always easier than shifting into a Werewolf. But
nothing happened. It was as if he had lost all control of his own body. Before
he knew it he was looking out through golden eyes.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael smiled at his Son. He nodded his head and let the
change settle before he helped Chase change back. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Wow</b> Chase said. <b>I couldnt do anything to
stop!</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael laughed and made a big muscle with one arm.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>But you can do that to everyone Dad. Why test me?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael shrugged untruthfully. <b>No real reason </b>He
leaned in and gave his Son a tender kiss on the lips. <b>Hey, tell me about
your Moms place. I hear she has a new man in her life</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase knew this talk was coming. He was so happy that both
his Mother and Father were living near each other, he could barely contain
himself. He quickly rattled off about the house and what she had done to it. He
went on and on, describing every room and what she had done to it. He talked
about Andreas and how nice he was to her and especially to him.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>While Chase talked, Michael smiled at him and nodded his
head every now and then, as he slowly released his power. It washed over Chase,
commanding the boy to change again, first just as a suggestion and then as a
fully fledged order.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase simply continued to talk.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael cast out a healthy dose of will, but if it had any
effect on his Son it certainly didnt show. He pulled the power back and let it
rest once more in his strong body. He now had his answer.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>It was Helen! </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>As usual, anything connected to the woman seemed to give
Chase abilities no other wolf had. The boy had not only resisted his call to
change, but flat out ignored it, as if the power never touched him. Michael
doubted that any wolf, even Silas, could refuse his command at this distance.
But here he was, with his thick black hair and bright eyes, acting as if the
Alpha had no more control over him than a blade of grass.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael moved over to Chase and interrupted him by lifting
him off the ground and kissing him deeply. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love you angel</b> he said to his Son. <b>You have
no idea how special you are</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase was confused. He didnt know what his Dad was talking
about, oblivious to what had just happened between them. But he used this like
any opportunity to be close to his Father. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I love you too Dad</b> he replied and wrapped his arms
around the mans thick neck for another kiss. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Minutes later they walked hand in hand through the woods.
They had taken their usual dip in the lake and felt refreshed after the intense
release of lust they had for each other.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im glad youre helping the other packs now Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael nodded. <b>I think its time I took my place. Ive
got things to protect now</b> He glanced at the small boy. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Im a Werewolf too you know</b> Chase added. <b>Even
if Im different</b> he finished, looking away.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael wasnt about to let that slip by. <b>Chase, there
are hundreds of Werewolves like Bart and Sean. Theres only one of you. You can
do things no other wolf can. You were built different for a reason</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>How do you know? Maybe Im just a small runt of a wolf.
Maybe I didnt develop like the others because Im so small</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael sighed. <b>Chase, I have it on good authority that
just the opposite is true.</b> <b>In fact, you may be the most important Werewolf
to have ever lived</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase looked up at his Father with big eyes. <b>Ah, youre
just saying that</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You think I would lie to you?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I think youd do anything for me </b>Chase said
truthfully. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael leaned down and kissed the top of Chases head. <b>Well,
you got me there buddy. You got me there </b>He looked up in the air in
thought. <b>Maybe Ill start my own business. You know, help the public. Maybe
I can start my own detective agency or just go full rouge like a superhero</b>
He looked down at Chase. <b>Think Id look good in tights?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase laughed. <b>I like you better like this</b> he said,
looking over his Fathers naked body. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Too bad Supermans already taken</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Supermans not hairy Dad</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Well he doesnt have my muscles either! </b>He flexed
one massive bicep at Chase.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You can just pass out cards to people who need them.
Just your phone number and your name at the top</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Not the Hulk?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Chase shook his head. <b>Too commercial</b> He cocked his
head to the side. <b>How bout just Werewolf?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael gazed at him. He was so beautiful he ached when
Chase wasnt around. Thick black hair and crystal blue eyes, his Son was
stunning. He could look at him forever and it wouldnt be enough. He pulled the
boy close and smiled. He was here with him, his own child, walking side by
side. They would never be apartnever again. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>and Son?</b> Chase added timidly. He buried his face
against his Fathers side as the mans thick arm held him tight. They had come
such a long way from their first meeting at the bus stop, but Michael could
still remember when Chase didnt even want to look at him, let alone refer to
himself as his Son. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Werewolf and Son</b> Michael said in agreement. <b>Sounds
perfect</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>EPILOG</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Three Months Later..</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Ukraine, Eastern Europe</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She had been hard to find. Michael had searched everywhere
for any sign of her presence. In the end he had to shift into a Werewolf to
track her the rest of the way. In this country the legend of man wolves was
great, and he moved easily through the immense forests, local Werewolves
shifting out of his way. She lived in an old shack, deep in the woods, away
from towns and villages. She was old by anyones standards, the kind of person
that was born old, lived old and would most certainly die that way. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He remembered the first time he saw her. He was only six.
His Father presented him to her like a prized treasure. Her old eyes scanned
him from head to foot. She poked at him and lifted up his arms, searching for
something. Her voice was unnerving and made him want to leave. She was the only
person he had ever met that wasnt intimidated by his Father. When she took his
hand and pulled his fingers apart, she peered deeply into his palm and began to
chant. She spoke in a language he didnt understand but one his Father had no
problem with. He didnt know what they said, but as the minutes past his Dad
began to smile. And when they finally left his Father patted him on the back
and told him all was well. Years later he would understand who the woman was
and why she had no fear of the supernatural. And now, like his Father before
him, he had need of her council. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Her clothes were torn and worn out, hanging off her aged
body. Her back was to him as he entered. When she turned she had two cups of
hot tea in her hands. If she was surprised to see him it didnt show.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Lots of sugar if I remember</b> she crooned. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I was six then </b>he said.<b> You knew I was coming</b>
Michael said, more of a statement than a question. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>I wouldnt be a very good gypsy if I didnt</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He sat down and took the tea. They drank in silence for a
moment while her fiery black eyes looked him over. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>You look like your Father. He was commanding as well.
Your beast is even bigger than I foresaw it would be</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He nodded. <b>You were right. He said youre always right</b>
He took another sip. <b>I have a Son</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She nodded her head. <b>You need a reading?</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>No. I need.knowledge </b>Her brow furrowed and Michael
told her about his vision of the Goddess. </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Phoebe. She marked you</b> The old woman said. <b>I
could see it the first time your Father brought you to me. The beast in you
would be terrifying indeed</b> She lit a pipe and took a long toke of it. It
gave off an earthy smell that Michael found pleasing. <b>So what is it you
need? The Son of the Alpha takes the place of the Father. It is how its always
been</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>Michael shook his head. <b>Not this time. She told me he
was a Prince, but hes so different from me. Hes small, black, with gold eyes.
Im not even sure hes fully a Werewolf. His abilities are not common. Not for
one so newnot for any wolf</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>She squinted in confusion. <b>Unusual. Youre bloodline is
so strong, something must have changed to produce such a beast. So what do you
want from me, if not a reading?</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He took a deep breath.<b> Phoebe said she was coming. I was
to get him ready. Prepare him. </b>He looked to the side to avoid her eyes. <b>I
need to know everything you know.</b> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>About what?</b> her shoulders shrugged.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal>He turned back to her and spoke with venom.</p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>Witches </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b> </b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal><b>THE END</b></p>
<p class=MsoNormal> </p>
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Some stories you will not find on my site are those dealing with snuff, torture to the extreme, mutilation, water sports, or beatings, not to include slapping. None of these stories interested me and I've never tried to write any myself, so you'll have to look elsewhere if you want them.
Some stories I've read could really fall into this area but only the obvious ones were included, because most of these stories use sex as simply a means to control or dominate. Other stories may play upon these themes but really fall into their own areas due to sex as the main goal of the story.
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This web server likes text files to go alone with web pages for readers who don't have capable browsers.
If you look at the text of "Drew's Daddy", you will understand what I mean. Does anyone know how to fix this?
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