David

Young Dragon

Part 3

Firefighter

Chapters 9-12

Chapter 9

"Good job kid. Come see me later," he said.

"Will do boss," I said.

He walked off to the truck and they left. I stood up and a few people shook my hand and congratulated me. I felt really good for having done what I did.

I headed home to my apartment. I stopped into the CD store on the way home and browsed the new releases and didn't see anything new. I stopped in at the corner grocer's and got a few things I needed and checked my mailbox on the way up. I made up a salad and a sandwich before settling down on the couch for the rest of the day. I put a movie into my DVD player and watched Arnold kick bad guy butt. After that I headed to my computer and got busy with the one class I had left for the summer session. I needed to get it done before the fifteenth of August and at the rate I was going it would be done well before then. That would give me time to go relax and play a bit. I cracked my knuckles as I booted up the computer and got ready to take care of the class. It came up and I got to work.

I stretched and felt things go pop inside of me as I leaned back. I had gotten a great deal done and it was late. I decided to go to bed after shutting down. It had been a long day and I was feeling tired. Before I could get halfway across my living room, I heard a knocking at my door. I sighed and went to it only to find one of the boy queens there looking like hell.

"What the fuck?" I asked as he stumbled in.

I closed the door behind him and guided him into the kitchen. I got my first aid kit and went to work on him. I sat down next to him after giving him a cup of tea. Billy looked at me.

"My oldest brother," he said. "He beat me up."

Ryan was a big guy and always bragging that he was more man than any other man in this town. He had come home unexpectedly from college up north and caught Billy dressing up. He chased Billy for a few blocks and caught him in front of the bank and beat the hell out of him.

"Why were you going out late?" I asked.

Billy looked like he didn't want to answer the question so I let him be.

"You can stay with me tonight," I said.

Billy smiled and I helped him down the hall to my guest room. I got him settled in and then headed to bed. I had a feeling that this was far from over.

By late afternoon the next day the situation had gotten fixed. Coach Daniels simply took Billy into his house as Ryan tossed him out on his butt. Apparently Billy had been living there on his own since his parents died and Ryan had gotten the house. Ryan had gone up to college like he normally did and left Billy alone. Billy then was able to indulge in his desires, and managed to take care of everything with no problems. Chalmers didn't see it that way but the family lawyer managed to shut her out of the situation and Coach Daniels was named his guardian as Ryan publicly declared that no 'faggot' would shame the family name by living in the house. Billy took it hard and Coach Daniels and the other boys did what they could to comfort their friend. Ryan would be putting the house up for sale and he would be making sure that Billy got none of the money. He cleared out what he wanted over the next few days and took it all back up to college with him. He wouldn't let Billy back into the house so Billy could get his things. Wilson ended up cuffing Ryan to the doorframe of his truck as Billy and a few of his friends got everything out of his room. Ryan was so pissed off I seriously thought he would yank the door off Wilson's truck to go after Billy. The stuff coming out of his mouth was unbelievable. I noted someone recording the scene on his little camcorder and wondered what was up with that.

"Thought the college he's going to would like to know what their big he man star football quarterback thinks of gay people," the guy grinned at me.

I'm sure they had a few things to say about that one.

Since I wasn't needed anymore I headed to the lake in need of some relaxation and found it. I had stretched out on my big towel in the sand after doing a few laps out to the floating platform and back. I was lying on my tummy when a shadow fell over me. I looked to see a boy standing there. He looked so very cute! My cock reacted. Short blond hair, ice blue eyes, a slender body, and a black Speedo covering what looked like to be an impressive package. I noted the gold hoop in his right ear.

"Hi," he said. "Saw you here and thought I would come over."

I grinned. "Glad you did. It was getting a bit boring here. I'm David."

I moved over to give him space to sit down. He did and we shook hands.

"I'm Buck. I just moved here a week ago. Just me and my mom. We moved into my Uncle Jack's house by the school. Is it cool there?" he asked.

I grinned. "It is, and I go there. Not a bad place."

"What does one do for fun around here?" Buck asked.

I cracked my neck. "There's the mall. The movie house is just down the street. The bowling alley is cool. There's a comic book store next to an arcade. The community pool is at the school. There's a few trails to go hiking or biking on. If you are into archery there's a place to go. There's the usual youth soccer and baseball. Hockey in winter."

Buck smiled as one of his long slender fingers brushed the tip of my now leaking cock. I immediately got the idea.

"Yeah I'm gay and I love to play. There are a group of boys that I know of who are gay and they like to cross dress. If there are other gay boys I haven't met them yet," I said.

"Cool. I'm not into that scene. I like it straight, nothing kinky. I don't have a boyfriend just yet," he said.

I nodded. "I'm cool with that. No need to be in a hurry to settle down with someone. Have you had lunch yet? The Burger Shack is cool."

Buck was hungry and we went up to the Burger Shack for lunch. Over cheeseburgers I told him my life story. Frankie Goes To Hollywood came on the jukebox in the corner and I tapped my thumb against the table in time to the beat. Buck picked up on that.

"You play?" he asked.

I grinned. "Sure do. I'm trying to get a CD done. It's based on my life experiences."

"That's cool," he said. "Good luck with it."

The fingers on his left hand plucked at my right hand and I had the feeling that he wanted to have sex with me. I decided to go for it.

"Would you be interested in coming back to my place?" I asked.

Buck smiled. "Actually I was just about to ask you if you would like to come over to mine. I'm not that far."

I liked that idea better. Buck and I left the Burger Shack and I followed him back to his house. It was a nice looking place, done in that old style that I liked. He led me into the living room and looked around. He led me into his kitchen and retrieved a pair of cokes from the refrigerator. He read what looked like a note on the refrigerator.

"Cool. We got the place to ourselves for a few hours," Buck said.

We headed up the stairs and turned right at the top. We passed a door and then approached a pair of double doors at the end of the hall. He opened the right door and we walked into a big room. I looked around it and liked what I saw. It was the typical teen's room, and it had the well lived in look. Clothes everywhere, a Fender in a corner with a Marshall stack amp, a bit dark wood dresser, several bay windows going round the room, an entertainment center with a twenty six inch TV in the main compartment with a VCR, a DVD player, and the cable box stacked on top of each other on the top shelf to the right of the TV, and then a stereo system below that. One door was a walk in closet, and the door next to that one was his private bathroom. Buck cleared the bed after dropping his pack on the floor. I dropped mine by the door and turned to him. He was stripping off his Speedos and I got my first look at his package. Buck had a nice one on him. I guessed it to be six inches [15 cm] long. His blond pubes were cut down short and back from his cock. I wondered if he shaved his balls clean of hair. I was sure I would find out. He caught me looking and grinned. He thrust out his cock at me and I laughed.

"Let's have a shower," Buck suggested, reaching for my Speedo.

I relaxed as Buck slept next to me. He had been awesome in bed and I liked the way he made love to me. He had peeled my Speedo off me and led me into his shower. We played around in the shower washing each other down. I liked showering with someone. It made showering that much more fun. We spent time exploring each other as we soaped up each other. I could feel his smooth balls as I washed them for him. He grinned as I realized he did shave them clean.

"I can do yours," he whispered. "Hair in the mouth while licking and sucking cock and balls is not fun. Trust me on that one."

He reached up and found a razor on the shelf behind him. He turned off the shower as I got down on the floor on my back and spread my legs. He soaped up my nuts and then very carefully got to work shaving my balls clean of hair. Once he was sure they were smooth he went to work on my cock and the skin surrounding my cock. When he was finished I stood up and he turned the water back on and rinsed off my cock and balls. Everything felt nice and I still had my brown pubes. He nodded as he observed my reaction.

"You like that?" he asked me.

I looked up and smiled. "Yeah. Feels good."

"Good. I'll trim down the bush when we're done here," he said with a smile.

We kissed and then finished washing each other up in the shower. Buck got me dried off and I returned the favor. He closed the toilet lid and sat down on it. He got a pair of scissors out of the drawer in the sink and combed out my pubes. I watched as he did some cutting round the bush knocking a lot of it down. Then he got a small hand held clipper and turned it on and ran it round my cock and my pubic area cutting the hair down even more. When he was done it looked so much better. He put everything back and led me into his bedroom and we got into his bed. Buck drew me close to him and we kissed. From there we moved into a sixty nine and began to suck on each other. I sighed in pleasure as I felt my cock going into his throat. I took the head of his cock down into my throat and he liked that. We kept on sucking on each other until he gently pulled his cock out of my mouth.

"I want to fuck you now," he whispered into my ear.

He turned me on my left side and moved my right leg to expose my anus. He rubbed a bit of lubricant onto the head of his cock and then rubbed a bit of it into my anus. He smiled as he pushed the head of his hard cock into me. I shivered as I felt the teenage cock enter me.

"Feels good to me too," he whispered to me.

Buck kept on going until he got his cock deep into me. He settled himself and then started fucking me. I closed my eyes and gave myself over to the wonderful pleasure. Buck kept going until he experienced his orgasm. I could feel it going deep into me as the shots of his semen went past my anal muscle. Both of us sighed in pleasure.

"I could feel your cum going deep into me," I whispered to Buck as we relaxed.

He rubbed his face in my hair and shivered. "It has to be the best feeling in the world."

Buck moved onto his tummy and I picked up the lubricant and prepared the both of us for my turn. I gently pressed my cockhead into his anus and he shivered and moaned as I entered him.

"Oh that feels so damn good," he moaned.

I lay on his back and held his hands in mine as I began to fuck him. He shuddered as I fucked him. I relaxed and let the feelings take over. I kept going the more it felt good. Just when I thought I couldn't handle it anymore I had my orgasm. Both of us shuddered as I felt my orgasm going through my cock and into Buck. I hoped he was enjoying the good feelings as much as I was. I relaxed once I was done ejaculating deep into Buck. We moved onto out lefts side as Buck did his best to keep me inside of him. Eventually I did come out of him. He turned to me and we kissed for a bit. He reached down and pulled the covers up over us. He snuggled up into me.

"You were so awesome," he said.

I smiled. "So were you. Thanks for a great time."

"I hope there will be more great times like this one," Buck said.

I grinned. "As many more as you want, Buck. Nice to have a good friend to be with and love."

Buck really smiled. "Thanks David."

We settled down and Buck eventually dozed off. I snuggled into him and sighed happily. I hoped I had finally found the boyfriend I had wanted. Only time would tell.

I left the house before his uncle and his mom got back. There would be plenty of time for me to meet them. Buck needed to get things done before they got home. I stopped in at Hooper's and got a pastrami sub and potato salad to go. I dropped them on my table and checked my phone machine. No new messages. I went to my computer and booted it up and went to the online school to check for messages. I had only two classes to go before I could take the big test. The first one would start in September and go to December. Then the last one would be January to April. The big test would be at the end of April. I had a break before starting the next class so I planned on taking it easy. I could spend time with Buck and show him round the town. I smiled at the idea. So did Buck when I talked to him the next morning.

"That would be cool," he said. "You can even show me the school."

I nodded. "I can do that. Where do you want to meet?"

"Come on over," he said. "You can meet my mom and Uncle Jack."

I did and they were nice people. They seemed to like me and that seemed like a good thing. Both of them went off to work and left me alone with Buck. Buck cleared the table and I followed him upstairs to his room. He flopped down on his bed and grinned up at me.

"How about riding my ass before we leave? I need your cock in there bad," he asked.

My shorts and briefs hit the floor in seconds.

I could still feel the tingling in my cock as we biked down the street towards the mall. I was feeling damned good and the day looked great. I was hoping nothing would happen but as you know the best laid plans sometimes get messed up and that became the case as I saw a truck t bone a smaller passenger van. I slid to a stop and headed to the crash. Buck was running for the payphone to call it in. I went to the truck first and found it empty. Where the hell is the driver? I backed out and looked around. Fuck, I'll deal with that later. I went to the passenger van and found a mother and several kids inside. The kid in the passenger seat was out cold. I checked his pulse and it was barely there. Shit. Okay, I need to check the others. Mom was okay, just really dazed. Old Mrs. Manson took charge of her and led her to the bus stop bench. I climbed into the van to check the other kids. I was in the process of using a welder's torch to get the left side door off when thirty five arrived.

"Truck driver's disappeared. Kid in the passenger seat has a faint pulse. Mrs. Manson has mom on the bus bench over there. One kid is complaining of back and neck pain, the other one claims a broken right leg. The baby is with mom on the bench," I said as Miller stepped up to me to get a report.

He slapped me on the back as Marco helped get the door off. Then we were able to get to everybody easier. I worked with the team to get each kid out and on backboards. The kid in the passenger seat took a bit of effort to get out but we did it and I watched the last ambulance pull away with him on board. I sat down on the bus bench and breathed a sigh. Buck handed me a bottle of water as he sat down next to me.

"Man, that was something," he remarked.

I smiled. "Should have seen some of the stuff I had to deal with. I should write a book about some of my adventures."

"Is this why you want to be a fireman?" Buck asked.

I nodded. "It is, and there's more reasons too. I'll tell you later."

I hoped I wouldn't scare him off with that story. Last thing I wanted to do. Buck turned to me and nodded. He put his hand on my shoulder.

"Dude, I hope you make it. Anything I can do to help, tell me. I'm on your side," he said.

It was nice to know I had people wanting to help me. I grinned at him and he grinned back.

"We could always work on your first aid requirements," he suggested.

I had to laugh at the way he had delivered that line.

"Deal, you horny hunk," I giggled.

Buck beamed at that one.

I continued to show him around the town. He liked what he saw and he talked comics to Mikey at the comics store for a bit as I browsed them for a bit. We went over to the school and Hardy was there. I introduced him to Buck. They shook hands and Hardy handed Buck an information packet he needed to get started at the school. Then we went to check out the community pool. Buck watched the little kids jumping round in the pool and nodded.

"I like the swimming beach at the lake better," he said.

I had to agree. It was a bit more relaxed and quieter. Plenty of space to stretch out to get the sun. We headed back into town and checked out the other places. We were back at Buck's place by two thirty and feeling hungry. Buck made up sandwiches and we got the kitchen cleaned up. I followed him up to his room and we played on his xbox for an hour or so. While I was taking my turn Buck stretched out on the floor and peeled my shorts off and helped himself to my cock. He started sucking on it slow, taking the time to enjoy the taste of my cock. I eventually set the controller aside and relaxed wanting to enjoy the blowjob I was getting from him. Buck did make me cum and from the expression on his face I could tell he liked the sweet smooth taste of my cum.

"Dude! Your cum tastes awesome!" Buck exclaimed. "I love it!"

I knew he'd be wanting a lot more of my cum. He was welcome to as much of it as he wanted.

I headed home after his Uncle Jack and his mom got home. I stopped at the front door of a disco that was popular in town. Unfortunately only adults were allowed and I didn't like that. The doorman a guy named Jock didn't like me and I returned the favor. He was one of those big buffed he men types that was so fucking conceited it wasn't funny. I happened to be there when he got into an argument with some idiot that wanted in but he wasn't letting the guy in after he admitted the girlfriend. Both of them were going at it really good when suddenly the guy rammed a knife deep into Jock's gut. Jock drew a breath and stumbled backwards with a look of surprise on his face as his hands went to the knife. He stumbled into the doorpost and started sliding down it. People in line immediately ran off the moment they saw what happened. I didn't try to stop the guy who stuck the knife into Jock's gut as he took to his heels. I reacted by getting to Jock as he sat down on the ground.

"Let's get you to lie down," I said as I helped him down.

I swatted his hands away from the injury. He was bleeding good. I ripped his shirt and used the strips to try and stop the bleeding. I heard footsteps from behind me and it was Bobby Jo and his ever present first aid kit. Bobby Jo was the local tow truck driver.

"Call 911," I instructed him.

He handed me the box. "Already did, David. They should be here any moment."

I looked up at Jock and there was fear in his eyes. I knew he was scared stiff. I opened the box and dumped out the big roll of gauze and other things. I selected the smaller pads and put them on top of the cloth covering the bleeding. I could hear sirens in the distance and knew help was coming. The bouncer from inside had brought out blankets and we got him covered up except for the wound site. Nick was the first to reach me. He looked at what I had done and nodded. He opened his box and got working.

"This will make the blood clot up at the injury site," he said as he injected Jock.

Tom was setting up an IV bag as Frank got the gurney ready. Miller was standing behind me watching everything. Jim Wilson had appeared from somewhere.

"It was the rat Jacky Neilson," Jock managed to get out.

Everybody knew who Jacky was. The town's official troublemaker. Well, he had just gone a bit too far this time. I nodded as I backed off and the guys took over. They got Jock into the ambulance and off to the hospital. I hoped he would make it. I headed home after telling Wilson what I saw. He took my statement and then went off to the hospital. I went home.

The news was all over the town the next morning. I was being hailed as a hero once more. Jock was in ICU and the word was that he would recover just fine. The management of the disco shook my hand and said thanks for the help. The other bouncers did the same and I knew I was finally getting respect and that made me happy. I was glad that Jock would recover. The next big thing was getting back to school. I opened my mailbox one morning and found my class schedule in there. I took it up to my apartment and looked it over. I had all of the required stuff for the eighth grade and weight training had been added as a fifth period class just after lunch. Good. I didn't mind that as it gave me a chance to stretch and work out a bit after sitting in classes all morning. Coach Daniels introduced me to a new coach the first day.

"David, this is Coach Silvers. He is taking over the football program. He's going to be teaching weight training as well," he introduced me to a man who looked like a linebacker.

We shook hands and I headed into the locker room to change. I reported to the weight room and discovered I would be in real good company. I grinned as I walked in the door. The big football players looked at me and grinned back.

"Come on kid, we got work to do," Brock Lerner said as he slapped me on the shoulder.

I was going to like being in this class. I started out doing what I normally did as some of them watched. Brock corrected a few of my faults and the coach nodded as he looked on. By the time I had gotten a quarter of the way through my workout I was sweating a lot. I pulled off my shirt and Coach Silvers blinked at the sight of my ink.

"Damn," he breathed. "Someone needs their ass kicked for this."

I kept going with my workout as someone told him my story. I felt hands on my ass as I continued to work out hard. I wiggled my butt and I heard a chuckle. I continued to get patted on the butt all the way into the locker room and the shower. I had the feeling that if I got invited to a party I'd be the star of the show. Interesting thought. I showered up and headed to my last class of the day. Not much happened the first week back other than the fact that it was getting cold. I changed from summer wear to winter wear that weekend and double checked my first aid bags for anything I might need and got ready for the winter season. I had started my online class and Buck would come over every now and then to help me with it. He was a great help with some of the quizzes I had to take. For every right answer he'd stroke my cock. If I got everything right he'd suck me off. I liked the incentives. Made study time that much more fun.

As I was a member of the town's search and rescue team I was required to train with them at least once a month. I was going to spend a weekend with them as this was a mandatory training session, winter survival. I was well versed in them having been trained very well by sensei in them as every ninja should know how to operate in a winter scenario. I had been going out every other night and working my ninja skills as I usually do and I was keeping my skills sharp. This particular weekend I was to play the victim so I was to get a head start Friday afternoon. I got dropped into the snow twenty miles out from town with very little. I wasn't worried as I could do this. The chopper flew off and I turned to look at the surroundings. First thing I had to do was set up a shelter. Plenty of broken branches around the stand of trees I walked up to. I got to work and within minutes I had a good sized shelter built. Next thing I did was to create a fire. I had to make sure it wasn't a real big one as it could get out of control. Last thing I wanted. I hunched down in front of the fire as the night slowly settled in. I leaned against a big rock I was glad I had found as it would act as some kind of heat reflector. I melted snow for water and it gave me the strength I needed. I eventually dozed off there at the rock, using another rock to lean on.

My internal clock woke me up the next morning. The fire was barely gone so I stoked it up and had a small one going in a few minutes. I stretched and felt things go pop in my body. I looked up at the dawn that was just beginning and guessed it was about six thirty or so. I did my morning stretches and then used various tree branches to do what exercises I could. I relaxed and slid into Getsumi no Michi to start my ninja workout and detected someone hiding in the snow a few yards out. I relaxed and started my ninja katas. The person stayed where he was and didn't move for some time and then revealed himself. I turned to face the man and bowed. How did I know it was a man? His aura told me. He bowed and then came rushing in at me in attack mode. I responded by going into defensive mode. For the next hour or so we fought each other using everything we had at our disposal, ending up with ninja-to. He was good. He really pushed me hard and I gave him everything I had and more. When he finally backed off he nodded to me his approval. He reached for my left hand and exposed the small red hand that was in the web of my hand, between index and thumb. He showed me his and nodded. He turned and jogged off into the trees and disappeared. Now I knew I wasn't alone anymore. I slid ninja-to back into the scabbard and it vanished back into shadow.

The search and rescue teams found me just before dark. They showed me the list of injuries I was supposed to have and then went to work on me. They did a great job on me and got me ready to go for when the chopper arrived the next morning. I slept very well that night. The early morning watch woke us up as he reported hearing the chopper coming. It set down and the paramedics joined us and did their thing. They packaged me up in a stokes basket and carried me to the chopper. I got flown in to the hospital landing zone. Steadman looked me over in the ER and said I was just fine. Then we went into a conference room and discussed the op. I said everyone had done everything they were supposed to and had done the job well. I headed home and Buck joined me. He administered his own kind of aid and comfort and I enjoyed it immensely. I went back to school Monday morning feeling energized. People could tell that I had a great weekend. It gave me a lot of time to think about things and get a few things planned for the coming months, things that even included Buck. Sometimes you have to get away from things for a weekend and think about things, to readjust your priorities, and get a fresh look at what is going on in your life. I certainly did all of that and now I was ready to take on the world once more and people could tell.

It was October now, and I had the feeling that something major was about to happen. What it was I didn't know and I knew it would reveal it's self at the time of its choosing. I listened to my instinct and it told me to be ready for anything. I listen to my instincts very carefully as they have never been wrong before. I became a lot more observant than usual and paid attention to what was going on around me. The first weekend of October there was a call out for volunteers to go to the school warehouse on the far side of the school as everything we needed came from there, supplies, textbooks, and so on. Buck and I volunteered to go and do whatever was needed. We were told it would be a one day deal and that they would provide lunch for us. Cool, we said. I had seen the building many times and had been in there twice, but only to the office part of it and not inside of it. It was there that we reported to. The lady at the counter looked us over and nodded. She handed us off to a man who started telling us what we were going to be doing, and it was at that moment I felt my danger instinct go off. I turned to say something when the double doors going into the warehouse burst open and a group of people came running into the lobby area. I smelled something burning.

"Fire in the warehouse!" the man in the lead of the group cried out.

I felt my balls pull up and my blood in them turn to ice. Oh shit.

There was a fire in the school warehouse. I exhaled sharply and Buck actually beat me to it. He went to the nearest fire alarm pull and yanked on it hard.

"Everybody head to the emergency assembly point and do a head count," I said calmly.

We assembled outside and the man in charge of the place looked everybody over and then turned to me looking pale.

"Christine Dale is not here," he gasped.

That meant I had to go in looking for her. "Where do I find her?"

"Northeast corner," a lady said. "She's physically challenged, sits in a wheelchair."

I turned and dashed into the building as Buck yelled at me to not go in there.

"Go to the school office and call 911!" I yelled at him and went inside.

Before I reached the double doors I was in Getsumi no Michi (a ninja discipline) and instantly could feel her fear. I hit the double doors and went through it. I learned something that day, and that is if a fire is presented with the kind of food it likes, it will move fast. I was inside the school warehouse. It contained about 95% paper. Paper as in copier paper, paper in textbooks, paper wrapped around things, notepads, notebook paper, cardboard, and… well, you get the idea. This place was loaded to the walls with more paper than I had ever seen before, and the fire was consuming everything in its path. The ultimate fire food. My first action was to look up at the ceiling and wonder where the hell the water sprinklers were. There was no water dropping from the ceiling. That meant the fire sprinklers weren't working. Oh shit. That was going to complicate things. The fire had started in the southeast corner. I knew it from the way the fire was moving. I heard a loud pop from somewhere in that direction and knew a propane bottle had gone to the bursting point. I was moving fast, keeping a few feet ahead of the fire. Bales of paper exploded as I raced past them. An entire shelf of boxed paper went up in seconds. A Xerox copier was next, sending sparks, machine parts, toner, and of course, paper all over the place. I raced past what was the vault, where generations of kids were stored on paper, turned into ash in seconds. I dodged flying objects as things came apart. I kept going, the lady's fear a strong beacon to me. I turned the final corner and there she was, lying on the floor as her wheelchair was on its side. Before I could get to it the wheelchair caught fire. Useless. I found Ms. Dale crying as she tried to crawl away. I scooped her up and started running to the corner where there had to be an escape exit. The fire was at my heels and I had to get out of there right now. I sent chakra into my legs and feet to try and outrun the fire. Suddenly the fire door was in front of me. I kicked it open, knocking it off the hinges. I turned her sideways and got out the door. I rolled off to the side and as I did I just happened to look back inside and was treated to a sight that I will never forget. I watched the fire recede back into the warehouse, past the tiny bathroom block I had passed prior to finding Ms. Dale. It paused for a moment and then I saw it suddenly leap forward. I got the hell out of the way and turned just in tile to see a huge fireball erupt from the door and go about thirty feet before disappearing. I had just witnessed my first backdraft. I turned and carried her around to the front of the building just in time to see thirty five arrive. People were cheering as Frank raced around to the back of the ambulance and opened the doors and yank the gurney out. I laid Ms. Dale on the gurney and the other two guys started doing their thing. I turned to Miller and he had his eyes closed and his hands in front of his face as if he was praying. Then he opened his eyes and stepped forward, grabbing me in a big bear hug. Buck was the next one to do so.

"She was the only one left. The place is vacant. The fire sprinkler system is not working. The whole place was gone in seconds," I said.

"With all of that paper in there I wouldn't doubt it," Miller said.

"Fire food, man. That's all it was. Food for a fire," I said. "The other thing you need to know is that it came out of the southeast corner."

"And you know this because…" Jim Wilson had appeared next to us.

I sighed. "From the way it was moving. I was able to figure that out because I had my right shoulder to the south. I watched it go south to north very fast."

"That's the kind of observations we need to assist the investigation, George. Are you okay? Do you need medical attention?" Miller asked me.

I shook my head no. "I'm fine sir. Just need a shower and fresh clothes."

"I can take care of that," Buck said as he reached out to take my hand in his. "You can find us in the locker room."

Buck led me back to the school and into the locker room. Coach Daniels was talking to two other coaches as we walked in. All three of them looked at me in shock.

"What the hell!" one of them exclaimed.

"Fire in the warehouse in the back of the school," I said. I went in after Ms. Dale and got her out before the place was fully involved. Marvin and crew are on scene."

"Michaels, get George cleaned up. I have a set of sweats, boots, and another heavy jacket he can have," Daniels ordered Buck.

I pulled off my now ruined jacket and saw all of the burn holes in it. Damn I came close to getting fried. I dropped it on the floor and Buck led me to a nearby bench and I started stripping. I dropped my clothes on the floor as Buck folded his and set them on the bench. A combination of hot water, Buck's soapy hands, and his kisses did much to perk me up. I stood there and sighed as he stood behind me and he took his time in washing me clean. Buck got me clean and dried me off with a warm towel that appeared from nowhere along with a set of sweats, boots, and another heavy jacket. Buck got me dressed and then he got dressed. Coach Daniels drove me home in his GMC. Buck came up with me and he stripped me down and tucked me into bed. He slid in behind me a few minutes later and I snuggled up against him. I breathed a sigh of relief and went to sleep as Buck gently stroked my back with his fingertips.

I woke up late the next morning. Buck was coming back to bed and he looked hot as his erection led the way. He smiled when he saw me.

"About time you woke up. I was starting to worry about you," Buck said.

I smiled as I pulled him down into me and kissed him.

"I need to take care of something," I said. "Be right back."

I dashed into the bathroom and took care of business and then returned to where Buck was waiting for me in bed. I slid back into bed and Buck took me into his arms and hugged me. I felt so warm inside at having someone hug me like that. We lay there for a time until hunger won out. I sat at the counter and watched Buck whip us an omelet for the both of us. It went down nice and I felt recharged. We pulled on loose shorts and snuggled up on the couch. I wasn't in the mood to do anything and that was just fine with Buck. At one point during the day he went and put some soft music on the stereo and came back to the couch to cuddle with me. I loved to feel his arms around me. That made me so safe, secure, and loved.

"Thanks for doing this, Buck. I really appreciate this," I smiled.

Buck snuggled in closer. "I enjoy doing this for you."

I leaned in for a kiss. Buck returned it and I knew I had found what it was I was looking for. And it felt right. We made love there on the couch tat afternoon and it was one of those moments where it was just so good for the both of us. I liked feeling him moving inside of me as he fucked me, listening to him sigh in pleasure, and then feeling him cum inside of me. I loved the feeling I got when I entered him and joined with him, and when I came deep inside of him. It was a perfect day.

Going to school the next day was a downer. As I walked around the school people were shaking my hand and telling me that I had done good in saving Ms. Dale. The best reward I got was the Dale twins coming up to me and giving me a kiss on each cheek. That truly made my day as they were a very hot looking pair. Yeah I walked round the school for the rest of the day with a big smile on my face. You would too if you had been kissed by a hot pair of girl twins. Buck was a bit jealous at first but he got over it quick. I did talk about it in science class as the incident was discussed. I had a lot to say and everybody took notes. I had ample time to realize just how much danger I had been in. I had survived simply because of my ninja training, and that had given me the edge over the situation and it will again. Why I train so hard.

"How's your day going?" Buck asked as we sat down in the cafeteria.

"Not too bad," I replied. "Watch out for Mrs. Edward's surprise quiz."

Buck nodded. "Noted. Thanks for the warning. My science class was discussing the fire."

"Last I heard they are still investigating," I said.

I looked up to see Miller walk into the cafeteria with another man behind him and start looking round. I stood up and waved to him and they walked over.

"Hi. How's the investigation going?" I asked.

Both men sat down at the table I was at. Buck moved over to make room for Miller. I took a moment to gather up my observations and repeated them to the lead investigator. A boy behind Miller turned around and was listening in on the conversation. Oliver Toomey was known to be a genius but he never flaunted it.

"Good way to get beat up," he once said.

He had brown hair cut short, wore round glasses, always dressed impeccably, and was very inquisitive. If he didn't like the answer to a question he had he would go and search out the answer. I wondered just how much he knew about fire science.

"You were right when you said the fire started in the southeast corner. It was caused by faulty wiring in the socket that was being used to power a space heater. It had been the only item plugged into that particular socket," the older man Nelson Berns said.

I could see Oliver frown at that and knew he was going to pose a question.

"How is that possible, sir?" he asked. "It would take a lot to overload a socket even if it had faulty wiring."

"And you are right, young man. It would take a lot to overload the socket. In addition to being faulty, the wiring was substandard and it had been in the walls for years."

"Fascinating," Oliver said, tapping his chin.

I could almost see the wheels turning in his head. This kid would make a great scientist.

Berns turned back to me. "Your report confirmed a lot of things for us. We are looking at this as a possible arson because of the fire sprinklers not working."

"Good luck sir," I said as they stood up.

Marvin nodded to me and they left. That left me with a lot more questions than answers. The end of lunch bell went and I put the situation into the filing cabinet drawer and closed it. I'd deal with it later. Time to go back to work in class.

Chapter 10

"They are still looking for Mr. Rogers," Toomey told me a few mornings later. "I doubt they will ever find him. He had a good head start on them."

I sipped my coffee and nodded. "He's bound to make a mistake and when he does they will catch him. People on the run never last very long."

"Very true. Not to change the subject, but I heard from a little birdie that today is your birthday, David. Happy birthday," Buck said, handing me an envelope.

"It is?" I blinked at that as I took the envelope from Buck. "With everything happening lately I had forgotten about my birthday. Thanks Buck."

I opened the envelope and it was one of those funny humor birthday cards. I grinned as I read it and then looked up. "Thank you Buck."

"You're welcome, man. Enjoy your day," he smiled.

I did. Word got around and people were shaking my hand and congratulating me on my birthday. Buck took me out for my birthday, dinner and a movie, our first real date. I enjoyed it and had a great evening. The best part was the sex in my bed, especially when I got to fuck him. I was in the mood to do it slow and it made the both of us enjoy it a lot. Buck held me in his arms for some time and we traded kisses. He stayed with me that night and it was the first time we had spent the night together. I was starting to get the feeling that we were headed in a direction that I really was hoping we would go in. Playing around was nice, but I was getting tired of it and wanted to settle down with somebody now and be in a full time relationship. I decided that I needed to talk to Buck about it. It was finding the time to do it was the problem.

The rest of October flew by rather quickly. Despite being involved with my classes, I managed to make the time to talk to Buck every chance I got. We got to know each other fairly well by the time Halloween came round. Halloween was on Monday this year and I decided on a quiet dinner at my place. Buck accepted my invitation to dinner Saturday night. He showed up in slacks and a nice button up shirt with a denim vest on. I had cooked fillet mingon, small potatoes, mixed vegetable, and a salad. Buck was impressed with my cooking. We settled on the couch after dinner.

"Something I would like to ask you," I started, looking into his beautiful eyes.

Buck smiled. "Sure, David. Ask away."

"We have been dating for some time and have gotten to know each other fairly well. I've fallen in love with you and I was wondering and hoping that you would be my boyfriend," I asked Buck, hoping he would say yes.

Buck smiled and leaned forward and kissed me. "Yes, I will be your boyfriend. I was hoping that you would ask me that as I have fallen in love with you. You are the kind of guy I've always wanted to be in love with. There are things that I admire about you, qualities that make you a great person. My Mom and my Uncle Jack approve of you and that makes me very happy."

I felt great. I was extremely happy to hear that. My life was getting better all the time and I knew that if was far from being perfect but it was perfect right then and there. We kissed a few times and then Buck led me to my bedroom. We took the time to undress each other, doing little touches to please each other. We got into my bed and continued the foreplay. How we ended up in a sixty nine I'll never know but feeling his mouth on my cock at the same time his cock was in my mouth was a fantastic feeling. Buck brought me right to the edge and then pulled off at the last second. I knew what he wanted.

"Become one with me," he whispered into my ear. "I need to feel you deep inside."

I took the time to get him ready and he enjoyed feeling my fingers inside of him. I placed the head of my penis at his anus and gently pushed in. He closed his eyes and moaned out loud.

"Oh David, that feels so good. He feels good inside of me. Be one with me," he pleaded as I continued to push in.

It became more than just another fucking. This was lovemaking at its best, and it was a moment that I would never forget. I could never describe the feelings I experienced as I made love to Buck. Looking down into his face as I made love to him I could see the joy and love deep in his eyes. It moved me a lot more than I could ever say. I had an incredible orgasm inside of him and I knew I was a part of him now and forever. I got emotional as Buck held me in his arms. This was something I had been looking for a very long time and now I had it. Buck kissed me a few times as I continued to be emotional. I eventually calmed down and he held me for a time until I was relaxed. I turned to him and he smiled.

"Yes, I will become one with you David," he whispered.

I pulled my legs back as he used lubricant on his penis. He moved forward and I felt the head of his penis push into me. I shivered as his penis slid into me.

"Take my love for you deep inside of you. Keep it there forever," Buck whispered into my left ear and then kissed it as he began making love to me.

"You feel so good inside of me Buck. I love you forever," I whispered as he began making love to me.

I touched his right cheek as he started making love to me. I could see the love light shining deep in his eyes and it made that moment very special for me. Buck kept moving inside of me until he closed his eyes and shuddered as he cried out in pleasure. I could feel him come inside of me and that got me emotional once more. We held each other after Buck had his orgasm deep inside of me. I knew without a doubt that our lives hand been changed by this forever.

When people saw us the next morning they knew something had changed between us. I was feeling really good about myself. Life was looking really good right then and I felt like I could take on the world and win. I guess when you're fourteen you feel that you are invincible and that nothing can touch you. Life does teach you the lesson that life is never that way and that you can be hurt. Somewhere down the road I would learn that lesson but for now life was looking really good. Buck and I headed off to our respective classes and somewhere in the middle of the morning it started to snow. Everybody got excited and during lunch we had an unscheduled snowball fight between the seventh and the eighth grades. It gave us the chance to forget about reality for a time and it proved to be the stress reliever we all needed. The kindergarten kids were out in their little play yard doing snow angels and snow people. I leaned on the fence separating their yard from the rest of the school and watched them for a time. They sure looked like they were enjoying themselves, and they should. Little kids like them should have the chance to enjoy being young and playful before having to settle down in the second or third grades and having to get serious about school. I think adults put way too much pressure on them too soon to excel and that's where the problems start. Let them live a little. I turned away from the fence and headed to my next class. I would have a second chance to play in the snow later.

Buck came home with me. The bike ride home was the exercise I needed to clear the fog from my brain. You can only take so much of a teacher's droning before your brain switches off and your mind goes someplace else. It was a given that I was thinking of one of two things, the online fire science course I was taking, or it was Buck. All you had to do was look at me and the expression on my face would tell you. At the moment I was considering a problem I had been presented with last night and it was one of those either or decisions. Get this person or that one? My answer to that one was simple. Make an effort to get both. That question had touched off a major debate in the chat room. My answer had a lot of people saying I was right for thinking that way while others said it depended on who the persons were. That had pushed me in the direction of all life is sacred and that we have a holy mission to save lives, not pick and choose who gets to live and who doesn't. The instructors and the chat room monitor all commended me for taking that stand. It's what I believed then, it's what I believe now and no argument will sway me from that position. Period.

Buck went into the kitchen and started up the teapot on the stove as I checked the mail I had. There was nothing new as usual, just junk. I headed to my bedroom and Buck followed me. I started to pull off my shirt and Buck stepped up behind me.

"Let me help you with that baby," he whispered into my ear.

I smiled as I turned my head to look back behind me. "Thanks love."

Buck got me undressed and I got into a casual kimono. We went back into the kitchen and made up cups of tea. I carried mine to the couch in the living room as buck fiddled with the stereo and found a jazz station. He joined me on the couch and cuddled up next to me.

"Just the thing we need to relax from a stressful day at school," Buck sighed.

I chuckled at that. "School isn't so bad. Just think of all the nifty things you get to learn."

"We do need a class on how to have fun with your partner," Buck said, nuzzling my neck. "I'd be the first one to sign up."

I laughed at that. "Who would we get to teach it?"

"Tracy Michaels?" Buck suggested.

Tracy Michaels oh my God. She was a total babe and she had every guy in the school yearning for her, and she knew it. A very well developed seventh grader she had a set of ta-tas that had every guy drooling within a fifty yard radius. She'd walk past a group of guys and they would be climbing all over each other to get a look. She was a flirt, too. All she had to do was wiggle her cute tiny little butt at us and we'd turn into goo. Rumor had it that she once flashed her breasts at a seventh grade boy and the poor kid walked right into a post and knocked him out. When he came to she had been leaning over him trying to get him to respond. He reached up and managed to cop a feel of a breast. He became an instant celebrity in the school and went from a nerdy nothing to a popular boy. Some boys have all the luck.

"Tracy Michaels? That would be a class I'd be willing to sit in on. Coach Morrison taught sex ed last year and it was a total disaster. The man spent his time scaring the crap out of us than teaching us anything. He got a little crazy when he talked about masturbation and ran down the list as to why us boys shouldn't do it. It he tries to teach it again I'm going to challenge him," I said. "Every boy needs the right kind of information, not the shit that gets whispered about in the toilets."

"Such as?" Buck challenged me.

I snorted. "I overheard one kid tell his buddy that his older brother's girlfriend sat down on his stiffy and broke it off."

Buck roared in laughter at that one. I sipped my tea and waited for him to calm down.

"There's more, but that's a prime example," I said.

Buck sighed and shook his head. "What I know about sex I learned from books. Joy of Gay Sex was one of them. The Masters and Johnson study was another."

"Can you imagine what would happen if someone used the Joy of Sex in a sex ed class here?" I said.

"That person would be run out of town by the old biddies who call themselves the moralists," Buck said.

I knew he was right because I had seen them. Chalmers from the OCP office was a member of their group, and all of them were from some church called the Fundamentalist Church of Christ. The minister was a rabid fire breathing asshole who preached out against anything he did not approve of, and I was number one on that list from what I had heard. His church was one place I would gladly throw a can of gas into followed by a lit match just to shut him up. The right proper Reverend James Palmer was an alleged pillar of the community who supposedly went about doing good deeds for the Lord. I decided it was time I started looking closer at this whack job and see what I could find out. I was sure it wouldn't take much to find something on him. Everyone has some kind of secret hidden and I was sure he had one or two.

"That's why I should step up to the challenge," I said.

"You got more balls than anyone I know," Buck said. "I am really surprised that Coach Daniels and his crew of boy queens haven't been run out of town yet."

"That's because Sheriff Jim Wilson keeps them at bay. Apparently they had done something once and it caused a lot of trouble and Wilson was able to step in and bring them under control. What he has over them I don't know, but they have been reduced to standing a fair distance away and snarl at people," I said.

Now I was intrigued by them. I wondered what kind of hold Wilson had over them. I was sure I would find out soon enough.

"Oh, look at the time. I gotta go," Buck said.

I walked him to the door and we kissed as Buck groped and squeezed my boy parts inside my kimono, giving me a roaring hard on. I leaned against the door after he left and spent the next minutes stroking off. Sure felt good to cum.

I spent the evening in front of the computer as I worked my way through another online session. I was ahead of the class for once and I liked that. The all day sessions on Saturdays were helping and I was printing off things to read as I went. I would use those pages to work the tests as I got to them. A lot of them I passed without any problems as a lot of what I read were simply common sense. I did get into another debate and came out of it learning a lot more than I had from reading the material I was supposed to. I saved the chat room logs as possible study notes for my classes and a lot of the time I would see that material again. So I got into the habit of saving them for just in case. I never knew if those 'just in case' would ever happen but if they did I would be prepared. I spent the next hour laying out my plan for the rest of the year and that was to study my ass off so I could get good marks for the year. The last unit had to do with using techniques in getting inside places and effecting rescues. That was perfect because I had an abandoned warehouse I had been looking at to work rescue scenarios inside. I had worked up some ideas on paper and had them set aside for possible training missions for thirty five. I would have to run them past Marvin the next chance I got to see him.

I was completely worn out by the time the weekend rolled around and I was ready for a rest. It had been a good week as I had gotten myself ahead in both schools and that is definitely a good thing. I decided a weekend off wouldn't hurt anything. I slept in and then headed over to Buck's when I got up round ten. Both his Mom and his Uncle Jack had gone off to work so I let myself in and locked the front door. I went up to his room and found a big lump in the middle of his bed. I grinned as I knew a great way to wake him up. I pulled the bottom out from the bed and burrowed in under the covers. I had no problem finding his cock as it was standing up nice and hard. I slid it into my mouth and began to suck on it. His body shifted so that he was flat on his back. His hands came down to my head as I worked the head of his cock in and out of my throat. I kept going listening him moan. I knew he was about to cum as his body began to move. I sucked on his cock faster and his moans got louder until I heard his voice cry out for Frankie. Frankie? Who the hell was Frankie? I decided not to mention that as the covers got flung back as Buck shot a load of cum into my mouth. I sucked it down as he gave me more. When he finally ran out of steam he reached down and pulled me up to him for a long passionate kiss. Then he snuggled into my right shoulder.

"That's a nice way to wake up somebody," Buck grinned. "I'll have to return the favor sometime, count on that."

"Okay. I shall look forward to that," I grinned.

Buck sighed and moved his left arm across my chest. "Everybody gone?"

"Just us two," I said.

"Cool. Give me a minute to recover from the nice wakeup call you gave me and then I'll go for a pee and get the shower going," he said.

A shower with my lover. Sounds like a great idea. Buck eventually got out of bed and went into his private bathroom as I sat on the side of the bed and got undressed. We spent fifteen minutes in the shower soaping up each other and stroking dicks off. I liked feeling his wet soapy hand on my stick and I got off on that. I made sure Buck enjoyed the pleasure too. I could tell by the smile on his face that he enjoyed it. We went down to the kitchen starkers and had an early lunch as we had missed breakfast. I don't know who puts away more food, me or Buck. We will have to find out one of these days.

We went back up to his room and settled on his couch. He pulled out the xbox and off he went on whatever shoot them up he had in there. Buck had three passions in life. Cars, having the world's best orgasm, and his xbox. I could identify with the first two but I wasn't into the xbox like he was. I had a definite goal in life and that was to be the best firefighter I could be. I wasn't going to give up that dream for anything, not even if a future boyfriend offered me everything on a silver platter. No, I preferred to work my ass off to get what I wanted. When I did get that item I wanted with my hard earned money, I knew I would get more pleasure out of it then instead of having it handed to me, and often times it would come with strings attached or conditions. I don't do those games and I would walk away in a heartbeat than play that game. I do have morals and a strong sense of honor.

Buck did eventually get tired of the game and turned off the box. He slid to his knees and took my cock into his mouth and began sucking me off. There was no urgency to it, he simply wanted to enjoy having my cock in his mouth. I leaned my head back and shivered from the pleasure as I ran my fingers through his wild hair. He reached up and grabbed my hips. He pulled my butt nearly off the couch and I pulled my legs back and opened them wide as I knew what he wanted to do. Buck took his time in licking my balls and my anus. I enjoyed the pleasure as his tongue slipped in and out of my anus. He knew how to eat out ass and I loved the feeling and the pleasure from his doing that. He even taught me a few things about it and I have to say he was a great teacher because I got good at it after a few lessons from him. That's one great thing about lovers. You get to learn new pleasures from them, and he certainly taught me new pleasures. Buck even turned me on to shaving. He taught me how to shave myself and I got to be really good at it. Your cock and balls sure feel good and smooth after you have done it. It's even more fun when your lover does it to you. I trust him to do it right and he did. I wanted a bit of my hair left above my cock and he did that too. Buck eventually got tired of sucking my cock and slipped his finger into me so he could get me off. He wanted my sweet cream, and he got it. He shared my sweet cum with me as we kissed. I felt the head of his cock poking at my anus for a moment and then he slid right into me. I groaned in pleasure as he fucked me. We kept kissing as he fucked me. I loved feeling his cock moving in and out of me. He backed off and grabbed my hips and I knew he wanted to cum. I felt him cum as he fucked me hard and fast. He nearly shoved me through the couch as he thrust up into me hard before he had his orgasm deep inside of me. We both sighed from the pleasure.

We met in front of the school Monday morning. I followed him into the cafeteria for coffee. We took a table in the corner as we usually did.

"Not looking forward to English," Buck groaned.

I looked up. "You didn't do the reading?"

"Yeah, I didn't do the reading and I'm screwed," he groaned.

I refrained from lecturing him as I had done that once before and he chewed my ass off. One of Buck's major faults was not doing his homework and that caused some serious battles in the house. I stayed clear of that one as it really wasn't my business to get involved in family squabbles. I sighed and reached for my notes.

"Here. Look them over and try to memorize something for the discussion so you won't get marked down," I said.

"Dude, you're so cool," he said and started reading.

I sat there in silence and watched the steam rise from the coffee as he sat there reading. I had the feeling that he was going to end up in a serious argument with his mother and that would end things between us. I'd hate to see things between us end, but sometimes that's the way it goes. As this was my first relationship with a boyfriend I was sure to learn from this experience. I loved Buck and accepted him for all of his faults, but I had wondered if this was going to work out. Something deep inside of me said no and as much as I hated to accept that it was the truth and I had to deal with that. I didn't say anything to Buck as I wanted this to last for as long as possible. We did have some things in common and that's what made it possible for now.

November 1978 got started and I was pushing myself to study for the big test that would end the class I was doing online now. If I passed it that meant I had pretty much passed the course and the last class would be an easy ride in terms of sitting in front of the computer. It meant that I would have to start my rescue training after the New Year 1979. I had planned on sitting in front of the computer Thanksgiving Weekend to do the test as it was going to be a major one. Buck and I had settled into our relationship by now and he spent a lot of his time with me. The one thing he did very well was to massage my shoulders as I sat at the computer and then would massage the other parts of me when I needed a break. He would sit on the couch next to me and stroked my cock for every right answer I gave when he asked me questions. If I got a perfect score I got one hell of a blowjob. If I got the entire test right I got to fuck him. Sex and tests do go well together as Buck and I found out. We agreed to do this more often. Maybe I could get him to get better grades this way.

Trouble arrived in the form of Buck's Aunt Kay and his little cousin Maddie Thanksgiving Week. Buck and I were up in his room Tuesday evening having sex. Buck was balls deep into me and was enjoying the fuck as much as I was. Right just before Buck was about to cum we heard an ear shattering scream, footsteps running away from Buck's room, and shrill high pitched voice over Buck's vocal repertoire as he came deep inside of me.

"MOMMY! COUSIN BUCK IS DOING SOMETHING DIRTY WITH ANOTHER BOY IN HIS BED!" the voice screamed out as Buck sagged on top of me.

"Oh fuck, the two bitches are here," Buck groaned as I heard a pounding of feet from below. "They weren't supposed to be here until much later."

The sound of thunder grew louder as Buck pulled out of me. The next thing I knew a broom was coming down on us as we scrambled to get out of Buck's bed.

"OH MY GOD COVER UP YOUR FILTHY BODY YOU DIRTY SINNER!" the wild eyed lady screamed at us as she kept swinging the broom at us.

I managed to get my briefs on and then reached for my pants and got them on. The broomstick kept on whacking me as the crazy lady kept screaming at me to get out of the house, you filthy sinner. I looked up and before I could do anything the rounded end of the broomstick got jabbed into my left eye. I grabbed my left eye as I backed up from the crazy lady. I backed up a bit too far and landed on the bed once more. I came back up and got the broomstick in my left eye once more and that really hurt. I snapped and grabbed the broomstick and started breaking it off in little pieces until I got to the bristles and tore them apart, scattering them all over the place. I backed her up to the door until my face was in hers. I snarled as I showed her Shishogan, life death eyes. I turned and walked out of the house in bare feet and shirtless. I walked home in the freezing cold and didn't feel it as I was so jacked up. I sat in the living room of my apartment and focused on the single candle in front of me as I meditated, trying to deal with my red hot rage. I had come so very close to gutting the lady with dragon claw, a technique in which I would force my fingers through the skin to reach a major organ and rip it out of the body. I went through the many steps of meditation until I was able to regain control of myself. I stood up when the doorbell rang and put out the candle. I opened the door a crack and looked out. All you could see of me from the hall was the outline of my head as I had all of the lights out in the apartment.

"David, it's us," Captain Miller said.

I could see Nick and Tom standing behind him.

"Can we come in? Someone called us and told us they had seen you walking home barefoot and without a shirt on and blood on your face," he said.

I didn't move as he pushed on my door gently.

"It wasn't a request," he said a moment later.

I moved away from the door and headed into the kitchen as he turned on the lights. I sat down in a chair as Nick and Tom followed me into the kitchen. The three of them looked at my face and Nick gasped. Both of them opened their boxes and went to work on me. I ended up going to the hospital to have my left eye looked at. While I was there Jim Wilson came calling on me. He sat down on the right side of the bed and looked at me.

"Want to tell me about it?" he asked as Captain Miller stood behind him.

I sighed as the nurse left the area and pulled the curtain closed. I laid my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes. I told him everything from start to finish.

"Had that happen to me when I was a bit older than you. Her Daddy caught us together in her bed and I found out just how well a shotgun works in enclosed spaces. Got a few pellets in my ass but got out unscathed for the most part. Went streaking all the way home as I didn't get a chance to get my clothes," Wilson said.

"So what happened afterwards?" I asked.

Wilson chuckled. "I married her when I came back from the police academy."

The doctors arrived and began their poking and prodding and eventually announced I would be just fine. I would heal up in a week or so. That meant I wouldn't be able to run a healing jutsu on me for at least a week. I got taken home and Miller made sure I was going to be okay. I went to my desk and noticed that my message light was blinking on the phone.

"Dave, I called to see how you were. I'm sorry you got hurt. God you were scary, you should have seen your face. I thought you were going to kill her. Mom got home and I told her what happened and she had words with the bitch. Mom would have tossed her out in the snow but we found out that the bitch owns the house and that's how we got it. She proved it and Mom is fit to be tied. I think we are going to move out. I'll try and see you in the next day or two. Sorry about Thursday dinner," Buck said and hung up.

I sat there for a few minutes and then erased the message. I headed to bed.

I stayed home on Wednesday to rest. I spent most of the day sitting in my recliner with my eyes closed meditating. Buck came over in the late afternoon and we held each other for the longest time after the front door closed.

"Are you going to be okay?" he asked, looking concerned.

"Yeah. No damage done. What about you?" I asked.

We moved to the couch. "I'm okay. Mom was pissed about Aunt Kay's attacking you and the cops showed wanting to arrest her. She wanted to swear out a warrant out on you for alleged rape and for attempting to kill her. She said the only way she would drop her charges against you was to drop the charges on her. If not she was going to go to the press and tell them everything so they dropped the charges on her. Mom and Aunt Kay had a very lively discussion that ended up with family secrets being blown. Mom and Uncle Jack then made the decision to move someplace else and give the house back to Aunt Kay. Apparently she inherited it from Grandpa and she offered it to us to help Mom get going again. Uncle Jack moved in with us as he had been laid off from his forestry job. He got on the phone and found another forestry job and we are headed there. David, I'm truly sorry for everything."

I pulled Buck in my arms. "It's okay man. Not your fault. Don't worry about it."

Buck sighed and rested his head on my shoulder. "David, when I met you I knew right away you were somebody special. I have no doubts in my mind that you are going places and will be doing things that people dream of. I got this feeling, no, I know you are going to succeed in getting what it is you want. Fucking fight for it, man. Give them hell."

That was the boot in the butt I needed to get going again. Buck spent the night with me and we made love all night long. When he left me in the early morning light we knew that this was it. Our lives were now headed in new directions. Where they would take us only fate knew.

I spent the next four days in front of the computer taking the test, and it was a mentally exhausting one. I spent plenty of time at each question and put down the best possible answer if I didn't know it and put down what I knew was the best answer. By the time Saturday evening rolled around I was done with it and very tired. I went to bed and stayed there until late Sunday morning. I relaxed with the Sunday paper at the kitchen table and then headed out around eleven to get the Sunday brunch at some new buffet style restaurant in town. I enjoyed the food and people would stop by to say hello and to see how I was doing as I hadn't gone to school on Wednesday. Joe Hardy was one of them. I told him I'd be at school on Monday and he was pleased to hear that. Coach Daniels shook my hand and told me he was willing to sit down with me if I needed to. Dr. Evans drove me to his office and did a very careful examination of my eye and said it was healing well. His nephew Michael administered his own idea of aid and comfort, drawing me sweet cum out of my balls and making me feel so much better. Evans spent some time in cuddling with me and I enjoyed that. Nice to know there are people looking out for you when you need it.

I was back to school on Monday. I was getting a break from my fire science class until January 15th and I sure needed the break. I decided to use the opportunity to go all out on my workouts and my ninja training. The ninja I had met some time ago had been very helpful to me and the both of us had actually increased our skills significantly. He had been concerned about my eye and I told him I would be fine. It was getting better as I had healed it a little bit every day. Wednesday night I would o a full healing jutsu on it and that should be the end of that one. Buck wasn't there as he was packing up the house to move. I had accepted that and moved on. I did wish Buck well and he appreciated that. His mom got a few last pictures of us together for memories and I was touched by that. Those pictures now reside in a special place. Buck would never be forgotten.

As life is bound to do it threw another crisis at me unexpectedly. The old saying that people often lead lives of quiet desperation hit home when the kindergarten teacher suffered a nervous breakdown. I saw the start of it when she led the kids out on the playground to play in their little yard. She was scurrying around trying to get the little kids to play and not play. I'm not sure just how to explain that but that's how it happened. She would push them towards the playground things and away from the snow. One kid would break away and she would chase him down. I kept checking back as the morning wore on and she was really losing it. The last time I looked into the kindergarten room she was screeching at the top of her voice and alternating between crying and being happy. All of the little kids were cowering in the corner truly afraid of her. She was throwing things around as well and I moved up behind her and used a ninja trick to manipulate a nerve and knocker her out. I laid her down on the floor after clearing a spot for her and stuck a pillow under her head and a blanket over her. Okay, how to handle the kids? Let them outside to play.

"Okay everybody, how about we go outside for a bit, okay?" I cheerfully called out.

That seemed to snap them out of it as I led one little boy to the coat room and helped him bundle up. I got all thirty bundled up and herded them out to play. I went to the teacher's desk and found the phone on the floor. I got it working and called the office. Bess was there.

"I need you to call an ambulance. Miss Markham did a total freak on the kids and had a nervous breakdown. I got her calmed down and she is sleeping on one of the naptime mats. Tell Hardy to get the hell down here," I said and hung up.

Hardy and the nurse were there in moments. I told them what I had observed and they took over. I went out into the play yard and monitored the kids. They never saw the ambulance arrive and take her off. Once I saw it was all clear I escorted the kids back inside. Having sent them outside seemed to do the trick and they were acting just fine. They seemed to be tired out so I had them set up their naptime mats and spent a few minutes getting them settled in. I noted the guitar in the corner and used it to put them to sleep with a little something I had written some time ago. While they napped I worked at getting the room cleaned up by using my sand jutsus. Damned if they didn't work and do the job. After I got everything taken care of I sat there and watched them for a bit. I thought back to when I had been their age and wondered why that little boy had to be made to suffer things he should have never been made to. I went into the bathroom to take care of my emotions and managed to not break down. I'd do that later. One of the little boys had gotten up and was looking for me when I came out.

"I went potty in my diaper," he whispered softly, giving me the sad puppy dog eyes.

"I'll take care of you okay?" I comforted him.

I took him into the bathroom and changed his diaper. Thankfully the only thing he had done was wet it. He looked happy and he hugged me before I set him back on his feet. I led him back to his mat and tucked him back into his blanket. I sat back in the recliner that was there in the room and examined the feelings I had gotten from changing that diaper. I really wasn't sure just what to make of them and I decided to call Troy and see if he would help me with the confusion I was feeling. I looked up as Hardy walked in with two ladies trailing him.

"They will take over now, David. You did a hella job with them," Hardy said.

He noted the confusion on my face and led me back to his office. We spent the next hour talking about what I had felt when I cared for that little boy. That was the first time I experienced feelings of a caring parental kind of feelings. I wondered if that was a sign to me that I would be a father later on down the road. I got to wondering what it would be like to be babied and Hardy smiled.

"You are not the first young person who has expressed that feeling," he said. "I know a friend who would be willing to have you in his nursery for a week if you are serious about finding out. You could go away for a week during the school Christmas break. The more I think about it the more I like the idea. You have not had a vacation from everything since you got here and I think you should do it. Would you let me contact him?" Hardy asked.

"Let me think about that for a bit," I said.

Hardy nodded. "I can do that."

I left the office deep in thought. I was certain it would be something I would never forget.

As I was a known musician, I was asked to cover the bass for the big Christmas program. I said sure and collected the music I would need to learn. I had a small unused recording room at the TV and radio station in town so I went there to start practicing the material. A lot of it I knew from last Christmas as I had heard them on the radio. The reggae pieces I really liked. The one slow piece 'Go Tell It On The Mountain' with the sax solo got to me. I really liked it. I came up with some great ideas and Miss Tiller loved them. The high school cheerleader team did too and we ended up putting together a killer set for the eighth grade. The high school choir would do the rest of the show after the eighth grade performance. The rehearsals went very well and the theatre we were using was filled to capacity that night. I was asked at the last moment to MC the program and I accepted. I started off the show by strolling out doing a bass solo and stopped at the center of the stage and then pretended to notice the audience. I went right into my improvised lines and the show was a hit. At one point I asked the audience what they thought Christmas in Jamaica was like. I stripped down to shorts and the Hawaiian shirt and started that part of the show as they cheered. It was a great show.

Now that the show was out of the way I could relax a little. Joe Hardy called me the next night and asked if he could introduce me to the man who would be babysitting me for a week. I gave it a bit more thought and agreed. Wouldn't hurt to hear him out. Chris Weeks was in his late twenties and enjoyed babying boys. We met at the Outback and took a back booth so we could converse without being overheard. He started the conversation.

"Joe tells me you are interested in being babied," he began.

I nodded. "That started the day I took over the kindergarten class."

I told her about that and I even told her about Martha and her babying me back at the hospital. Chris laid his hand on mine in sympathy and I appreciated that. He seemed to be a really nice guy and he listened to what I had to say. He started to tell me what the scene would entail. We paused when our orders arrived and picked up from there. I would be expected to use the diapers for what they were meant to be used. He did not mind a messy diaper. Wow, okay. I was cool with that. I would wear sleepers and other baby clothes. I would eat baby food and drink out of baby bottles. I would suck on pacifiers. I would get baths and put to bed in a crib. I would be put into a playpen to play with baby toys. In effect, I would be treated like a baby. Period. I would have the next two days to think about it and if I was serious about it I was to call him. I took his phone number and slid it in my pocket. I walked home thinking about it and went to the computer and looked it up on the net. I did a lot of reading on people wanting to be babied and there seemed to be a lot of positive talk for it and very little against it. I did spend the next two days thinking about it and made up my mind. I called him and we got the deal done. He would pick me up after school let out on Friday for the Christmas break. I had the feeling I would remember this for a long time.

Chapter 11

"They seem to like you," he commented as he drove out of the parking lot.

I sighed. "I think it's because they are happy to have a big kid pay attention to them. We big kids do have a responsibility to help them grow up in the right way. I've seen a few older siblings push their younger ones away from them and call them all kinds of names. Definitely not a good thing."

I squirmed a little and he glanced over at me. I had gotten my hands on a diaper that would fit me perfectly and put it on me in the boy's bathroom prior to coming out after school. I had deliberately held back from going to the bathroom.

"I need to pee pee in my diaper Daddy," I said, starting the scene.

Chris smiled. "So you are wearing a diaper then. Good. Daddy will change you when we get home baby boy."

I relaxed a bit and let my urine flow out of my cock slowly, filling the crotch of my diaper. I sighed when I was finished. It actually felt good to pee in a diaper again. But this time it was for much different reasons. I slumped down a bit and relaxed. I looked out the window and watched the snowy scenery go by. Eventually we turned up a driveway and he reached into his mailbox. Chris opened the massive black gates and drove up through them. He stopped to make sure they closed behind us and they did. Then he went up the driveway to the house. It was a big two story ranch style. I liked the looks of it. Chris pulled the truck into the open garage and closed the rollup door behind her.

"Stay right there until Daddy gets you," he said.

"Okay Daddy," I said.

I sat there for a bit until he came back from the house to get me. He opened my door and put a teen sized pacifier in my mouth and I began to suck on it. I slid out of the truck and he took my left hand in her right one and led me into the house. Chris had me sit on my butt on the floor in the living room and told me to stay. I looked around as I sat there in the wet diaper. The house was really nice. I knew I was going to like my week here. Chris came back a few minutes later and reached for my hand. I gave him my left one and he lifted me up off the floor and onto my feet. He led me up the stairs and to a room next to his. I gaped at the sight of the nursery he had in there. It was definitely all boy, that was for sure. The paper strip that ran round the room in the middle of the wall had different balls on them referring to different sports. The furniture in there was dark oak, the kind of furniture I liked. The crib was dressed with teddy bear sheets and a comforter. The big rug on the floor resembled a town complete with streets. By the door there was a huge football that could only contain toys. In the corner by the window was a big rocking chair. I saw two doors to the right of me and went to peek in the open one. It was the bathroom, and it had the change table inside in a corner across from an old fashioned bathtub that had claw feet on it. I liked the looks of it. Chris smiled.

"Do you like your nursery?" he asked me.

I nodded eagerly and Chris beamed. "Good. Now I am going to undress you and get your wet diaper off you. Then I am going to give you a bath, and put a fresh diaper on you."

I liked the sound of that. Chris sat down in the rocking chair and unzipped my jacket, starting to undress me. I lifted each foot to let him untie my shoes and pull my socks off. I watched as he unbuckled my belt and then put my arms around his neck as he pushed my jeans down and stepped out of them. He unbuttoned my flannel shirt and pulled it off me. I raised my hands so he could pull my t-shirt off me. I sat on the floor and continued to suck on my pacifier as Chris hung up my clothes in the closet next to the bathroom. He led me back into the bathroom and I got up on the change table. He put a strap on me over my tummy to hold me in place. I watched him start the bath. I relaxed and sighed as I felt the need to pee once more and I did, letting it loose in the diaper. Sure felt good to do it. Chris came back and untapped the diaper and pulled it off me. My cock responded to being exposed by becoming erect. Chris smiled as he watched it get hard up against my tummy. He ran his left index finger up the shaft from my balls to the head. I shivered from feeling the touch.

"So my baby boy likes that," he cooed.

I grinned at him and he smiled. Chris turned back to the bath to check the water. He released me from the strap a minute later and l got into the tub. I kept the pacifier in my mouth as he began to wash me clean, starting with my hair. Chris took his time in washing me and I loved feeling his wet soapy hands all over me. That was the start of everything good that week. I enjoyed it all. I liked being changed, fed baby food, being fed from a bottle, being fed from his cock (getting Daddy's milk was fun for both of us), sleeping in the crib, wearing sleepers all day long (damned cold out so Daddy wanted to keep me warm), playing with little boy toys (kids are so damned lucky these days, having much better toys that I did when I was a kid. No fair!), getting fucked on the change table in between diaper changes (that was fun and his cock fit inside of me so nice), wearing thick cloth diapers with plastic pants (Chris insisted on using them), wearing little boy type clothes the one time we went out, and sitting in the high chair he had in the kitchen for mealtimes. But the best part of the whole deal was the hugs, being held, and the cuddles. Chris was a very touchie feelie kind of person and he gave me all of the hugs and cuddles I ever wanted. He loved to hold me, and I think way deep down inside of him he knew I needed them. Truth was I did need them, and I took advantage of him in getting as many of them as I could. I had the feeling that he didn't mind. Those hugs and cuddles did a lot for my psyche and I felt damned good when the time was up (we went two more days past the agreed time because Chris was to go to family). So for our last night together Chris made it a very romantic evening for the both of us. I found a shimmering blue string, a pair of brown slacks, and a tan button up in a closet in the bedroom next to the nursery and tried them on. They fit me perfectly, and the string looked so hot and sexy on me. I had to get some of them. The fleece lined slippers felt good on my bare feet. I went down to the formal dining room to find candles lit on the table along with dinner. We had dinner first and then went to the couch in front of the fireplace to cuddle and kiss. Chris had soft romantic music playing softly in the background and we got up to dance for a bit and got very romantic. I had never experienced something like this before and it was so nice. It awakened my romantic nature and Chris taught me something about romance through his actions that night. I would never forget this.

We stayed there for a few hours enjoying the romance. Made me feel things I had never felt before and I don't think I could ever describe them accurately. All I know is that I felt so very good about what he was doing to me. If I ever get another boyfriend I was going to do this to him and hope he likes it. At some point the fire grew low and it was time to turn in. Chris took a turn round the house to make sure everything was okay for the night. I sat there and stared into the fire until he returned.

"Are you okay?" Chris asked me.

I smiled. "I'm feeling great. This time with you was just what I needed. I just wish it didn't have to end so soon."

"It doesn't have to. You can come back as many times as you need to. I would be more than happy to baby you again. What would make me really happy is you finding another boyfriend to be happy with," Chris said.

He took my hand in his and pulled me to my feet. His arms went around me and we kissed.

"That would make me happy too," I said. "I thought Buck was it."

Chris sighed. "First relationships usually don't last, David. Learn from it and move on. There is somebody out there for you, and you will find him in time. Don't be in a hurry. Sometimes you have to kiss a few frogs before you find your prince."

I smiled at that one as I knew it to be true. Chris hadn't been the one to say that either. Quite a few people had said that to me as well. Chris checked the fire as it was nearly gone by now. He turned to me and picked me up in his arms and carried me up the stairs like I was his bride. We undressed each other and he loved how the shimmering blue string looked on me. Our lovemaking was filled with pleasure and passion, and I know I saw the stars while he had his cock deep inside of me. We made love twice that night, once more in the morning, and then again in the shower. It seemed to me that Chris had no problem getting it up or getting his cock deep inside of me. Chris loved having my cock deep inside of him and I enjoyed having my orgasm inside of him. When he dressed me he put me in a black string that had a tuxedo on the pouch. I liked it and he smiled. He dressed me back in the clothes I had worn in his house the first day I got here. Then he took me home.

I was shocked when I opened the front door and found a Christmas tree in the corner with wrapped packages underneath it. I got a bit emotional and Chris put down the paper bag he was carrying to hold me.

"Do you see?" Chris whispered into my ear. "Do you see? Those packages represent all of the people you know and call friends. You have friends. You are not alone."

He rubbed my back for a few minutes and then I broke away to look at them. I smiled as I touched a few of them.

"They didn't have to do this," I said.

"They did because they love you and care about you," Chris said.

I stood up and went to the bathroom to wipe off my face. I didn't see Chris pull something out of the bag he had brought up with him. I came back out to find him in the kitchen with the bag. He pulled out three bottles of champagne and put them in the back corner of my refrigerator.

They were the ones I had at his house last night and liked.

"Just a little something for you to sip at every now and then," he said.

"Thank you Chris," I said.

He leaned forward and kissed me on the forehead. "Anytime you need a little loving from Daddy, you call me. I'd love to baby you again on the weekends."

I hugged Chris. "Thanks. You have no idea just how much the time spent with you as your baby meant to me. I feel reborn."

"I need to go. You take care," Chris said.

We kissed once more at the front door and then he left. I went to my bedroom to change into a kimono but left the string on. Felt good on me and I wanted to enjoy it while I could.

Christmas Morning I got out of bed naked as I always had slept naked. I preferred it that way. I went into the bathroom to take care of my morning need and then went to the kitchen to start coffee. I toasted a bagel and spread cream cheese on one half and butter on the other. After having that and some coffee, I went into the living room to open my presents. I picked a box and went from there. A lot of my gifts were fire department related, stuff I knew I could use if I got in. I knew I would get in. I had that much faith. Chris left me two packages. I found three sleepers in one. One was blue with a teddy on it. The second was a deep green. The third was red with fire trucks on it. I laughed my ass off I thought it was great. His second gift to me was a box full of strings in all colors. Coach Daniels gave me a box full of colored jocks. Those would turn heads in the locker room. As I was going through all of my presents, the doorbell rang. I grabbed the first sleeper I found and got into it. I zipped it up as I went to the front door. Captain Miller grinned at the sight of me in the fire trucks sleeper.

"You'll fit in nice at the fire house. Do we need to get you a crib?" he joked.

I smiled as I folded my arms in front of me. "Oh ha ha. Merry Christmas to you, and thank you for the great gift. I really like it."

"Good. I came round to ask if you have plans today," he said.

I shook my head no. "Not a one."

"Then I wish to invite you to the fire station for Christmas Dinner as our guest of honor," Captain Miller informed me.

"Thank you, and I am honored to accept your very gracious invitation," I said. "Come on in. I have coffee on, bagels with cream cheese and butter on the counter, help yourself if you like while I clean things up, hit the shower, and get dressed."

"Before you get out of that sleeper, would you mind posing for the camera?" he asked as he pulled out a camera from his pocket.

I shouldn't have let him get a picture of me in the fire trucks sleeper, but I did and hoped he wouldn't use it as blackmail material on me. He sat there and sipped coffee and munched on onion flavored bagel as I cleaned up the mess and discretely removed the strings from the living room. I went down to my room and got out of the sleeper. I went into the shower and took a moment to enjoy a nice second morning wank. I got dressed in my cowboy boots, jeans, a green t-shirt, flannel shirt over that, a denim vest, my jean jacket lined with thick heavy fleece, and my black Stetson. I took care of the kitchen and off we went.

I had a great time there. All of the guys were single with the exception of the guys who drove the ambulance. Nick, Tom, and Fred were married with kids. Their families understood that they had to run if their radios went off on a call. All three of the guys took turns taking the ambulance home after hours. All three had trucks set up with emergency lights to go on a run if needed. I thought that was cool. The station was decked out nicely for the holidays and the turkey that was cooking in the oven smelled great. I knew I'd be putting in a hard workout tomorrow morning. What made the evening really great was that they didn't get a single call. What got me excited was the news Miller had to share.

"I have been informed by the city fathers that there will be a movie company in our town starting end of January. The theme of the movie is a company of firefighters fighting a raging fire threatening a town. We got chosen because the movie company liked the looks of Lake Wells. This gives us an opportunity to take part in various incidents around the city. The City Fathers decided it would be a good opportunity to do controlled burns on various buildings and we are now in the middle of talks with the movie company," Miller said.

I grinned at the training possibilities. This could be fun. That set off a round of jokes and teasing round the table. I hoped all of this would go well. I had no doubts it would.

Naturally the news was all over the school the day it started up again, and it remained the hot topic for a week or two. Some of the more conceited girls were hoping to be noticed by the leading actor, some new hot shot named Roy Peters. I had seen him in the movies and on the TV. While I was impressed with his big muscles, I wasn't overly impressed by him at all, and he cemented that feeling the first time he opened his mouth to brag about how cool he was. I gave him at least five years before he faded away. I liked the older actors as they had a sense of savvy and decorum about them. They understood the importance of being themselves and keeping certain things about their private lives just that, private. This guy knew nothing of that and I was sure he would pay for it later. They always do.

"I hear there's going to be a lot of special effects done for the movie," Oliver Toomey said to me at lunch.

Oliver was one of those scientific nerds who had a fascination for things like that. No doubt he'd be out there watching the special effects guys do their thing. He had been on the scene the day the demolitions company showed up to blow the remains of the gas company building down and carefully recorded everything they did and even corrected a mathematical error in their plans. If he hadn't, people would have gotten hurt.

"I wouldn't doubt that, Oliver. Planning on being out there?" I asked.

Oliver smiled and I saw that maniac gleam in his eyes as he adjusted his glasses. "Every chance I get. Be a great report for science."

Yeah it would. I would learn a few things about controlled explosions. I hoped they wouldn't use my ninja base for a controlled burn. I'd have to make sure they didn't find it, as it was on the very edge of the abandoned warehouse district. At one time it had been a thriving area supplying materials to the nearby car factory up north but the car plant began doing more in house and that hurt the companies and they eventually went out of business. Not good.

"I would be interested in seeing how the explosions would work and how much destructive force they can produce," I said.

Oliver nodded. "That's something important you need to know when you make it into the fire department. Be cool to be a kid firefighter."

Yeah it would. I hoped it would make adults sit up and take notice, too. Some of us kids do have the ability to do things like this and instead of being brushed aside the adults should help them make their dreams come true. I'd help any kid who needed help to make his or her dreams come true.

I headed to my next class thinking about how cool it would be to get noticed and be an actor. If it was meant to be it would happen. Deep down inside I had the feeling it was to be my destiny to be a firefighter and to help people.

"Hey," I said as I took my seat next to Mark Lester.

"What up," he nodded to me.

He was a junior, one of the few older kids who respected me because of what I was doing. He thought it was cool that I was trying to get into the fire department at my age.

"Not much, had a conversation with Oliver Toomey about the movie company coming. He's got an interest in the special effects part of it. I was thinking how much fun it would be to be an actor in the movie," I said.

Cheryl Mason was in the seat next to mine, brushing out her luxurious long blond hair. Not only was she an airhead blond, but she was a total boob and clueless to boot. She was so fucking vain it wasn't funny and she put on airs like she was so much better than us.

"One look at me and they will be begging me to be Roy Peter's costar and love interest," she peeped. "They wouldn't be interested in an airhead like you, a little pipsqueak."

"Allow me to remind you Miss Blond Airhead, that you are an underage conceited sixteen year old with visions of grandeur who would be arrested on indecency charges for trying to come on to an adult like Peters who would probably throw up at the sight of you and the movie company would pay you ten dollars just to stay away," Lester said as the class hooted at the insult he delivered.

"Oh you're just jealous of my beauty and fame," she said.

How vain can a person get?

That gave me the idea for 'Memory Remains' and I wrote out the lyrics during Mitchell's boring lecture. Come to think of it, I did my best songwriting during his class. I nearly had my CD done and I needed at least two or three more songs for it. I tucked the lyrics into my songwriting folder before leaving class. Lester followed me out and I felt something brush my ass. Was Lester trying to cop a feel? I'd have to spend a bit more time around him and see where that goes. I entered the locker room to find a few of the senior football players strutting around and flexing claiming they would be picked to be in the movie. I groaned and hoped there wouldn't be any more over inflated egos over this thing. Last thing the town needed. Last thing anybody needed. As I was glad to see the movie company people coming here for the reason that it meant much needed income for people, I hoped they wouldn't be causing problem with people. I wasn't too concerned about getting involved with the movie because I had my own projects to worry about. I needed to get to work on them now.

Fate is a funny creature. She delivers things but in very unusual ways. As I was sitting in front of my computer Friday evening round the second week of February, I had a sense of danger tweak one of my personal wards. I went to the front door and found Roy Peters running for his life. I waved him in and he moved behind the door just as Cheryl Mason came racing around the corner. She looked like a made up harlot. No wonder Roy Peters was running.

"Where is he? Where is my sweet baboo?" she cried at me.

Oh she had it bad. She definitely was gone round the bend and in a bad way too.

"Who?" I frowned, pretending I didn't know who she was talking about. "Mark Lester?"

She stomped her foot. "No! Delicious hunky Roy Peters! My sweet baboo!"

Yeah, time to send her to the nutbin.

"I heard somebody slamming the door to the stairs," I said.

She raced off, screaming at the top of her lungs for her sweet baboo. I closed the door and turned to my left to see Peters praying.

"You can relax now. The nightmare from Pine Street is gone," I quipped.

He dropped to his knees and spread his hands apart as he raised them to the sky. "Hallelujah! I have been saved, brothers and sisters!"

I slapped my forehead. Great. I just rescued one nut from a very rabid one. He glanced at me.

"My recent portrayal of the reverend from that western I did a year ago," he explained.

Now I remembered. "The one where you dropped to your knees in front of the bad guy before you pulled the Colt out of your frock coat and sent him to his reward. Nice move."

Peters beamed. "Seriously, you did save me and you were an answer to my prayers. Is that girl a total loony?"

I snorted. "How about some coffee and I'll tell you all about her."

I pulled off my flannel shirt as I headed to the kitchen and heard him gasp as he saw my ink through the tank top I was wearing and on my arms.

"You're the Young Dragon kid," Peters said.

I turned to face him. "I am. Do you like anything in your coffee?"

"Just straight up please," he replied.

I brought it to him as he was looking at some of my school papers on my computer desk. He took the cup from me and I sat down in my recliner as he took the couch.

"That's some very advanced science you have there," he said.

I nodded. "Thanks. I'm making a bid for the fire department."

"You are? At your age?" he asked with a shocked look on his face.

I paused for a moment to gather my thoughts together and then told him my life story and why I was making a bid for the fire department and some of the rescues I had done.

"Running into that burning building, man you have some seriously big balls to do that," Roy commented when I told him about the school warehouse fire.

"There was a life in danger, and I had to get her out. Thirty five would not have made it in time," I said.

Roy had a funny look on his face and I wondered what he was thinking. "I should get the writers to sit down with you on that one."

"I'm sure Captain Miller is working with them," I said.

He nodded. "Just the same I'm going to introduce them to you. So you are studying rescue techniques now? I'm sure some of us could use some advice in that."

"I am, and I have plans to take over one of the warehouses and do mockups of houses and other buildings to set up scenarios to train in. I workout every single day because it's a very physical job and I want to pass the physical requirements at the fire academy down south," I said. "I have started training the other day by running up and down stairs with fire hoses."

"They must be damned heavy," he commented.

I laughed. "You have no idea sir. Start pumping serious iron for this movie."

Roy ended up staying for the evening and we talked about the fire department. I think he learned more about the fire department from me than he ever would in a briefing. We traded ideas, suggestions, jokes, and I showed him the papers I had been working on. I called out for pizza and we talked over pepperoni and ground beef, beer for him and soda for me. He had been in the building looking at an apartment to rent for the six months that he was to be here and it was bad luck that Cheryl had seen him here. I hoped she was smart enough to keep it to herself. As the evening went on, I began to get the feeling that Roy was interested in me. When he did leave he turned to me before I opened the front door. He took my chin in his hand and lifted my head up so I could look at him straight in his eyes. What I saw there was respect and a longing for me.

"You are a really neat kid and I'm falling for you," he whispered and then moved in.

The kiss he gave me left me breathless and made me feel like I was floating off the floor.

"That was no act," he whispered in my ear, "that was for real. I hope we can get the chance to be intimate while I'm here."

Then he was gone. I blinked as I locked the front door behind him. Fuck, that had been some kiss. I could still feel the tingling racing up and down my spine and deep down into my balls. Damn! I leaned against the front door and hoped that I would get the chance to have fun with him. I shivered at the thought. Oh Mercy!

Cheryl was playing up the drama queen role the next day, moaning over her lost sweet baboo. I kept quiet and did my best to keep a straight face while she cried fake tears. Shit, we needed to keep her away from the movie people. I passed on my concerns to Hardy and he agreed with me while he fucked me hard on his desk. I felt good about having cock in my ass as it had been a few weeks since Chris Weeks took me last. As much fun as this was, I really needed a boyfriend. This was getting old fast. I thought of dating Michael Evans but he was a bit too young for me. I needed somebody my age or slightly older to be with. I really didn't want to be going round asking other boys if they wanted to be my boyfriend so I had no choice but to lay back and hope that fate would take pity on me and lead me to one. For now I needed to keep things on track. Captain Miller caught up to me after school. I got into his staff car and he drove me to the fire station.

"You impressed Roy Peters a lot to the point where he wants you to be a consultant on the film. Not only that, the crew on the film heard of your predicament that you are in and they want to help you with your physical training, from the stuntmen to the set builders. Even as we speak they are coming up with all kinds of scenarios for you to work. You do have some real world experience and in each situation you have managed to keep your head in place and that is a must for any fireman. The physical trainers involved in the film are plotting some heavy duty training weekends for you and I fear for you as I have heard some of their plans. I hope to God you survive. If you do, then you will be more than ready for the Academy, provided you pass the final class test," Miller said.

I knew now I was so close to my goal. I would not fail. Failure was simply not an option.

"Cool, when do I start?" I asked with a smile on my face.

"This weekend," Miller informed me. "May God have mercy on your soul."

I smiled, thinking he was just kidding. I sure as hell wasn't laughing Monday morning as the hot water ran down over me as I stood there in the shower. I thought my current training routine was good enough but those former Marine drill instructors they hired to keep the actors in top shape for the film ground me into the ground underneath their heels, yanked me back to my feet, and ground me back into the ground again. I fucking hurt. I leaned against the tile wall and used a healing jutsu to at least lessen the effects of the weekend I had just endured. I knew this was just the first weekend. I knew there would be other weekends and after school training sessions as well. I was debating on disappearing for Spring Break so I would have some time to myself. School suddenly became the best place to be.

"Hi," Oliver plunked down next to me in the cafeteria with his ever present mug of tea.

I snarled as I moved, the pain of the weekend still there.

"Ooh. Still hurt, huh? I heard you had a rough weekend," Oliver said.

I cringed when I saw the two Marines enter the cafeteria. Oliver noticed that and nodded.

"The Marine Corps Physical Training cycle," he guessed as the twin hulks spotted me and started over towards me with big smiles on their faces.

"If I die make sure I'm buried under the front lawn of thirty five," I groaned as I tried to make my escape from the twin terrors coming for me.

"Heading somewhere?" one of them asked me as he clapped me on the shoulder.

I hissed as the pain roared through me. "Yes, to the fucking mortuary."

"Now, now," the first one wiggled his finger at me. "We're just getting started."

I cringed at that. "I was afraid of that."

The second one sighed. "David, what we are doing for you is necessary. You will thank us when they pin that badge on your shirt. It's not often that Mick and I meet a young man like you. You did impress us with your goal and we want to see you succeed."

I thought about that for a time and then nodded. "Yes sir."

"Good. We will see you after school," Mort said.

I didn't doubt that for a moment.

I did stretches all day long every chance I got. By the end of the school day I wasn't hurting so bad. I hoped they would go easy on me but they didn't. They ground me into the dirt once more by having me run to the gym I worked out at. They really worked me over and then some. I slowly got used to them getting into my face. They actually did give me the push I needed to improve as I had fallen into a rut and wasn't going anywhere. This was just the base they were having me build up on. They would eventually work me up to working the scenarios in the various places they were planning on setting up for me. Things changed one evening in the first week of March. The Marine twins Mick and Mort showed up. Both of them were huge black men that scared the crap out of anyone that looked at them funny. All they had to do was snarl and the person would faint dead away. Chalmers had been one of the victims of their snarl, a sight that got passed around on video for weeks. I had enjoyed it the first time I saw it.

"Good evening sirs," I said as I let them in.

I wondered what was going on. They had been in my apartment a few times before so this wasn't unusual. What was unusual was the fact that they were here now, and dressed in leather. I had a funny feeling deep in my gut that something was going to happen.

"Good evening, David. We have made an important decision and would like to tell you about it," Mort said.

Okay, something definitely was going on.

"Okay. Anything to drink?" I asked.

They declined and we sat down. Mort reached into the paper bag he brought with him and pulled out a slightly larger collar than the one I was wearing. It even had a tag on it. I suddenly realized what they were going to ask but I decided to let them ask rather that tell them that I knew what they were going to say.

"Mick and I are into the master/slave scene. Both of us have slaves, and before you say anything, it was agreed to between us and the boys we master. We don't just master any boy that comes across our path, we master the ones who impress us both. The boys we have mastered have gone on to bigger and better things and have become good men. Some of them have become masters and are doing well with their boys. For the time that we are here we would like to master you. We will train you hard so that when you go to the fire academy you will be ready to take them on. Oh we know you will make it from what we have seen of your determination to make it. We want you to have an edge over the other cadets," Mort said.

Mick nodded. "So we decided to do this. If you accept the collar we will become your masters. You will get put through the most intense physical training you have ever gotten in your life. Your reward will be pleasure, and lots of it. Yes we will get our black snakes up your ass and we hope you will enjoy it. There are limits as to how far we will go with you and we will stick to them. So, are you in?"

I thought about it for a few minutes and decided to accept their help and offer. I went down on one knee and pulled my hair out of the way. I felt the collar go on after they removed my smaller one. I sat back on my heels and they nodded.

"Good. The first thing we do is to cut back all of that hair. Fire department regulations require short hair," Mort said.

I ran my fingers through my hair. It had started to get kind of long, and they were right. I did need to cut it down short. My long hair days were over.

"I have a cutter in my closet," I said.

"Good. Go get it please," Mick said.

They practically scalped me. I had to admit it looked damned good when they were done. I decided to wear my hair like this from now on. It looked good on me.

"Feels better?" Mick asked when they were done.

I nodded. "Yeah it does. I like it."

"Good," Mort said.

"Any plans this weekend?" Mick asked.

I thought for a moment. "None. No plans this weekend other than getting my ass kicked by the both of you. Should be fun."

Both of them laughed at that one. Now I knew I was in trouble.

Not only did they kick my ass all weekend with the training they put me through, they got their cocks into me a few times as well. They were standing there in front of the school Friday afternoon at final bell. I got into the back of their Hummer and off we went. They had a big trailer in the very back of the state park where camping was allowed. This time of year there wasn't anybody there and that worked to our advantage. I liked the looks of the trailer and said so. Both grinned and thanked me for the kind complement. After getting the tour they led me back outside and told me to strip. I did and they took my clothes and put them in the trailer. They started me off with a run that went down a dirt path to the end and back again. They really pushed me hard and by the time I got back I was ready to drop. The runs I had done after school were nothing like this. A mile round the square that was exactly one mile long was what I normally did. I had a feeling that by the time they were done with me I'd be doing a lot more than just one mile. I'd be able to do a lot of them. They stood over me and made me do the basic exercises to the point of failure, something I believed in. I did surprise them with that and that made them happy. They put me on a high protein diet, getting the liquid protein from their cocks, something I liked doing. I sure amazed them when I was able to deep throat their cocks. I watched them flip a coin to see who got to fuck me first and Mort won the toss. I settled down on my tummy and Mort approached me from behind. He made sure I was well prepared before he slipped his black snake into me. I shivered and sighed in pleasure as I felt his cock moving deep into me. Mort settled in once he was firmly seated deep inside of me and began fucking me. Oh man his cock felt good deep inside of me! I moaned and groaned as he fucked me.

"Little white boy sure likes my snake deep in his little white pussy," Mort groaned as he fucked me. "You gonna love him, Mick."

Mick was working on a beer as he watched me get fucked. He was definitely primed and ready to go once Mort was done with me. Mort groaned as he got close to his orgasm.

"I'm… gonna… cum," he groaned and then he was.

I moaned out loud as I felt him fill me up. I heard him sigh in satisfaction as Mick took his place and slid his snake into me in one shot. Mick fucked me hard and I loved it. I liked having both of them deep inside of me. I sure felt good afterwards.

They chained me up to the doghouse they had underneath the trailer for the night. I did have a thick soft blanket to sleep on and I did sleep well until they pulled me out of there at six sharp the next morning. They really put me through the grinder with a long run and the basic exercises before allowing me to get dressed and taking me to the gym in town. From there they put me through a workout that did me a lot of good. We got breakfast at the cast meeting where I was introduced to the writers. They grilled me good about some of the more exciting adventures I had prior to meeting them. I made sure to go into all the detail I possibly could. I also kept identities very confidential as I didn't want to upset anybody. They sure paid attention to what I had to say. After that it was back to the gym for another workout as the sets weren't ready for training scenarios. The second workout definitely got me pumped up and I liked that. I decided to step up my workouts from then on. That would prove to be a good decision later on.

The good Reverend James Palmer had voiced his feelings about my being here, but when he heard about my bid to get into the fire department and getting involved in the movie he got even more vocal. I was starting to get tired of hearing his mouth running constantly about how I was an evil influence on the kids at school. People who knew me kept defending me to the man but it was no use. Every chance he got he would speak out against me in any manner possible. I wondered if the man had a hard on for me and just didn't know how to ask me for sex. I dismissed him as a loud mouth and kept right on going with whatever it was I was doing at the time. However things changed, and in a dramatic way too. Mort and Mick had just picked me up from school on a Wednesday afternoon late February. The FCC sat on the corner of Main and Freemont, just around the corner of the school. It was a white building that sat well back from the road, surrounded by neatly cut green grass. At the moment it was covered with snow. It had blue trim and a tall steeple. I liked the looks of the church, but that was it. I had gotten in the Hummer when I smelled smoke. I looked out the window the same time Mick did and both of us went uhoh. Mick was driving and he pulled out and went to the scene as Mort was making a phone call on his cell. Wonderful inventions, cell phones. I hopped out and went up to the first lady I saw. She turned to me and with tears on her face and fear in her voice told me what was going on.

"Some madman took over the church and he has the reverend trapped inside and he means to kill the poor man nobody can get in he chained the doors locked!" she cried.

Oh hell. I recognized the old lady.

"Mrs. Finster, please move everybody well back. My friends have called for help. I'm going in to rescue them," I said.

I trotted away from her as she cried out to me to come back, it wasn't safe. Never tell me that because I will go through hell to save somebody. Just ask the lady I rescued from the school warehouse fire. She'll set you straight on that one, as she had become my biggest fan and supporter. I tried the main doors first. Wouldn't open. I jogged round the building checking doors. The moment I was out of sight I powered up a small Rasengan and used it to open a door. I'd deal with that later. I moved along the wall until I got to a door and very slowly opened it. Yeah, there was the Reverend Palmer tied up to the rail in front of the pulpit area. He sure wasn't looking very imposing at the moment. I slid into one of the pews as I listened to the freak giving the Reverend Palmer a sermon. The fire was slowly spreading, and I was running out of time. Time that I didn't have.

Chapter 12

"I'll kill you for that you satanic child!" he screamed at me as he raised the nine.

I knew it was a nine from the sound of it. I ducked fast as he unloaded the gun in my direction. He did a speed change as he had a second magazine taped to the first one that had been in the gun. Neat trick. I'll have to ask the guys about that one later.

I moved as that magazine went dry. It somehow got stuck and he couldn't pull it out. He wasted time by trying to yank it out. I took full advantage of the malfunction and ported right in there to him. I could see the shock and surprise on their faces as I did that. The freak dropped the submachine gun to transition to the pistol he had on his belt but he was a bit too late. I took hold of it and pushed it away with my left hand and introduced the bottom of my right foot to his face, making him let go and fall backwards. I used the moment to drop the clip in the gun and kick it away. I tossed both guns to the back of the church as the freak bounced right back up pulling the standard issue USMC combat knife from his belt. I reached behind me and pulled a pair of fighting tanto (small knives of the Samurai) from shadow and reacted just as he attacked. I used one knife to block and the other to cut away the harness the tanks were attached to and then the belt he was wearing in one smooth move. He certainly didn't like that and let me know in very descriptive words I dare not repeat. This time I introduced the bottom of my left foot to his chest and knocked him back a few feet. I took advantage of the chance and tossed the gas tanks and the belt into the back of the church and hoped I would resolve this fairly quick. Since he had only one knife I kept the pair I had. Why should I give up one knife when I have the advantage of using both? He may have been well armed, but he knew nothing about knife fighting so it was easy for me to disarm the fellow by pinning a shirt sleeve to the rail and knock the knife out of his hand. I dropped mine and they vanished. I tossed his someplace else. Now it came down to hand to hand.

The man was good, I'll give him that. He knew a thing about hand to hand and he did know karate, but I was by far the superior. Reverend Palmer watched us fight and I could tell he was impressed by my skills. So was my opponent, which is why he started talking trash. I ignored him and concentrated on the task of beating him, which I did once I wore him down. I turned his lights out with a fist to the back of his left ear. Good night.

"Are you okay?" I asked Palmer as I turned to him, pulling a tanto.

"Yes. We gotta get out of here!" he gasped.

The fire had entered the main sanctuary now, the few pews the guy had lit up adding to it. I cut Palmer loose and he growled as he tried to stand up. I checked his legs and discovered his right knee had popped out of place.

"Nothing you can do about it kid," he said. "A trick knee."

Shit, just what I needed. I used wire from the mikes to tie up the guy and heaved him over my shoulder as Palmer leaned on me. We went out through the back doors and into the back area. I kicked open that door and we went round the back to the front. His wife was there and she looked very distraught.

"James, where's Michael?" she called out.

Palmer went pale and we looked back at the now burning church.

"He's in the steeple. He likes to go up there," Palmer said as I dumped the guy over my left shoulder onto the lawn and laid out Palmer.

I went running back into the church. Once inside I ported up to the steeple and found the kid huddled up in a corner just as the building shook. I looked out and discovered the front of the church was starting to go down. Not good. I grabbed the kid and jumped out onto the roof. I planted my feel on both sides of the one peak and began sliding down it while holding onto Michael. The little five year old was busy telling the world just how scared he was. I heard a scream of tires and looked. Where the hell those two got the city truck with the cherry picker on it I'll never know. Mort was driving while Mick was in the basket working the controls. I could feel the building shaking as thirty five showed up. What the fuck took them so fucking long? I'd find out later. I turned my attention to things as the roof slanted some more and I slowed down a little. I spotted the ring underneath the basket and made that my target. I planned my move as I sent chakra into my legs to power my jump. I crouched down shutting out everything to concentrate on my move and waited. Just as I hit the edge I leaned forward and pushed off with everything I had. I flew through space reaching for the ring underneath the basket and managed to grab it. I felt the truck move as Mick worked the controls to reverse direction. The truck moved out of the way as the crew of thirty five spilled out over the great lawn, having parked their trucks on it. They went to work as Mort moved the truck out of the way. Hands reached up as I came within distance. People had been moved across the street and they were cheering and jumping up and down with joy. I carried Michael across the street to his very relieved parents. As was my habit to I faded away using the crowd as a cover.

They found me sitting in my recliner a few hours later. I had been through the shower and got clean. I had typed out my report and had it ready to go. Captain Miller was the first to lead everybody in. Thank God I was in kimono.

"Hi," I said as people walked in.

Sherriff Jim Wilson went to my computer desk and found the reports ready to go. He handed one to Miller as people sat down. I pointed to the kitchen and Wilson headed in there to the coffee pot he knew would be going. Mort was the first to speak.

"David, that was the most amazing rescue I'd ever seen anybody do, ever. Now I know why people want to see you succeed in your quest," he said.

I smiled. "Thanks Mort. Is Michael and James okay?"

"The reverend somehow tore up the ligaments in his knee and he will be going for surgery. Michael is okay physically but he will be suffering from the traumatic event. The hospital has him talking to a child psychiatrist. The kid thinks you were an angel sent from God to save him," Miller said.

"You have balls," Roy Peters said. "You have balls to go into a burning building, to fight a psycho and beat him, to save his ass and the reverend, and then go back to rescue the kid. I can't speak for everybody, but I want to help you in your quest."

I was pleased to get support other than Mick and Mort. I had no doubt in my mind that with all of this support I would get to the fire academy.

"Can you tell us in your own words what happened in there?" one of the writers asked, placing a tape player on the coffee table.

I gave them a sanitized version of events. No need to tell them I was ninja. People listened and then began asking questions afterwards. I answered all of them to the best of my ability. Mort and Mick stayed behind after people left. Mick led me into my bedroom as Mort made sure the front door was locked and the coffee pot and teapot were off. Mick had me undressed and was starting a massage when Mort walked in. He closed my bedroom door and joined his brother on my bed. Both of them worked on me and by the time they were done I was gone.

I thought that yesterday would be enough for them to give me a break. Not a chance. They worked me over really good the next morning and then sent me off to school with plenty of cum in my bottom and in my tummy when they teamed up on me in the shower. I was starting to get used to the pain the workouts left me in and I considered it to be a good thing as I knew it was a sign that I was growing once more. I considered that to be a good thing as I knew I would be a lot stronger by the end of the school year. I had to readjust my routine to include the training I was getting from the guys. Now I had to do my homework and my online class at night, and that did make for some late nights. Good thing I could snooze in Mitchell's class and get away with it. What amazed me was that I managed to do well in that class getting away with a B. Hardy was telling me about it as he rode my ass during lunch. I rested on his desk as he worked his cock in and out of me. Sure felt good to have a normal cock in my ass.

"That feels nice," I groaned as Hardy fucked me.

"I'm loving this," Hardy said. "Nice to have a nice tight boy pussy to fuck."

I wondered what happened to the little sixth grader he had been pursuing and chose not to ask. Wasn't my business. I felt his shudder and knew he was about to cum.

"Oh David, I'm going to cum now," he groaned.

I felt him cum deep into me and liked it. He wiped me clean in his private bathroom and sent me on my way with a pat on my butt. Coach Daniels wasn't there when I got into the locker room for gym and wondered what was up. I was sure I would find out later. I got changed and headed out to the class to find some old man there. Now I really wondered what was up. He looked me over and went to the clipboard he had in his hand. I got to work leading the class in stretches and warm-ups. The weather was starting to change. It wasn't as cold as it had been and I knew it wouldn't be long before the snows would start to melt and that meant spring was around the corner. I wondered if we would get a lot of rain this year. I decided to check the weather service when I got home. That way I could adjust my routine if needed. I turned my attention back to the class and when we were done with warm-ups I led the crew to the gym to start our unit on wrestling. I was looking forward to the class as I wanted to work on my wrestling techniques. My ninja friend and I had been working on them as he believed I should know them, from the extreme to the Olympic style holds and moves. We had set up a squared ring in the warehouse I used for my base and had gone to work. I thought I had known enough to get by but he definitely changed my mind once we got started. I went home feeling like I had been worked over good by Godzilla. But I learned, and I got better, and by getting better, it would give me the edge I would need to win my fights. I got matched up with Neely, a braggart who thought he was hot stuff. I had hoped I would be paired with him. I proceeded to pin him time and time again. He certainly wasn't bragging after that class.

I met Mort outside at the street as it was Friday, and that meant another fun weekend. I got into the Hummer and he headed off to their campground.

"Where's Mick?" I asked.

Mort nodded. "He's busy planning your first training scenario. Production is ahead of schedule at the moment so a few of us got together to plan your first training scenario. Can't tell you what it is until you get there. Wardrobe has put together a firefighter's uniform for you complete with regulation jacket."

I smiled. "Cool. Helmet?"

"That too. We went to the company who makes them and told them about you. They were more than happy to build a scaled down version of one for you. Mick and I certainly learned a lot about the process. The helmet is actually fabricated in one piece and layered with Kevlar for added strength. It tops out at about five pounds. That shouldn't be a problem for you as you do have plenty of muscle in your neck," Mort said.

We got to the trailer and Mort escorted me inside. I stripped down to my black jock and Mort nodded at the sight of it.

"Get in the habit of wearing it. You need it to protect your gear from the physical aspects of the job," he said.

"What Coach Daniels told me," I said.

Mort nodded. "Good. Now get into the uniform that's laid out on the table there."

I got dressed in the uniform and looked every inch the firefighter I hoped to be. The only thing missing were the patches and the badge. I tried on the jacket and it fit perfectly. Then we headed out to the Hummer and headed to the training area. I followed Mort into the trailer and the people there nodded to me. I nodded back.

"Before this thing gets off the ground I want to thank all of you for helping me," I said.

"Consider it an investment in your future," Roy said. "So, come on over here and let us tell you about what you need to do."

My first assignment was easy. Run an obstacle course to the top, rescue the victim, and bring her back down and out. They led me to the starting line as I strapped my helmet on and made it tight. Mort pulled out his stopwatch.

"This is going to be timed. GO!" he yelled, and I was off in a flash.

I sprinted through the door and threaded my way through the first set of obstacles. Easy enough. As I approached the stairs, the door slammed in my face. I kicked it open as the panic bar was facing me and kept on going. Okay, that had been unexpected. I now knew that this wasn't going to be easy. I went up the first set of stairs and went through the door there only to be attacked by falling debris. I ducked my head to avoid them getting into my face. I kept going working my way round each one of the traps. I slipped into Getsumi no Michi and suddenly I could see everything with a greater clarity. The colored smoke trap they had sprung on me halfway across the floor didn't bother me any. I was able to react to everything just at the right second. I wondered if they were taping my performance and decided it wasn't important. I kept on going through everything they threw at me and more. I got to the top floor and found my victim. I read the note pinned to her shirt and reacted accordingly in treating her 'injuries' and getting her ready to move out. Now I knew I would be facing new things on the way out and knew I had to be careful as I had a passenger on my shoulder. I got started once I had her settled on my shoulder. The only spot I had trouble in was the oil slick on the stairs. I nearly lost my balance but compensated by leaping to the landing below. I paused long enough to put the bottom of my boot in the pile of cat sand and then kept on going. I came bounding out of the door I had started in and got her laid out on the gurney and slapped Mort's shoulder to stop the clock.

"Five minutes, kid. Not a bad start. Let's head in and take a look at the tape," he said.

I pulled my helmet off and followed him in. They had taped me. Lucky for me I hadn't used any of my jutsus even though I had plenty of material in there to work with. The review did take some time and everybody had something to say. Mick snapped a leash on my collar and led me back to the Hummer once the meeting broke up. I got into the back seat feeling wiped from the training session. I didn't get a break as they put me through some exercises to end the day and put me to bed in the doghouse under the trailer. I went to sleep knowing I wouldn't get very much rest this weekend.

And I didn't. It was go, go, go all weekend long and the only break I got was when the three of us had sex. Both of them reintroduced me to leather restraints and I learned all over again that they were used as tools for pleasure, not pain. My ultimate reward was my orgasms when they brought me off in various ways, from having vibrators used on me as I hung suspended from tree branches by my wrists to having their cocks deep inside of me while having cock rings on. Thos things absolutely drove me nuts feeling them moving across my prostate. The orgasm I had from the first time Mick used one drove me nuts. Mort was only too happy to use one on his dick sending me over the edge once more. I was really enjoying my sex life and this is how it should be, a boy enjoying his sex. The training missions they put me through each day taught me more than the online class did. They ran me ragged and they knew it. I knew it was their efforts that would make a difference.

Roy Peters asked me out on a date one evening on a Wednesday. It was late March and the weather had changed. The snows were melting and we were getting rain. The twins didn't change their training weekends at all. They continued to strip me naked and worked me to the bone in the freezing rain. I called them bastards but that only got me even more grief. Deep down I knew that they were doing it to benefit me. Roy had asked me the Sunday I headed back to the house the last week of March and I said yes. We went to dinner at the Outback and had a nice conversation afterwards, talking about anything but the movie and my training. We went back to his condo that he ended up renting and lit a fire in the fireplace. We snuggled up on the couch and enjoyed being there and feeling the heat from the fire on our faces. Roy slowly turned romantic and we began to get intimate. Roy certainly knew a thing about lovemaking as his touches made me feel so damned good. After all that rough sex I had been having with the twins it was nice to be touched in a romantic way. Yes of course we went all the way. Roy must have planned it as he had hidden a tube of lubricant under the couch. He took his time in getting me ready for his cock as we sucked face, kissing each other passionately and enjoying the pleasure. He moved me onto my back on the furry rug in front of the fireplace and smiled at me as he moved in.

"Are you ready to receive my love?" he whispered to me.

I smiled. "Oh yes."

Roy looked down to see what he was doing and slowly pushed the head of his cock into me. I sighed as I laid my head down on the pillow underneath my head. Roy slowly pushed himself into me and then started making love to me. He went slow, taking his time to please the both of us. It was the absolute best fuck I had gotten in some time and I truly enjoyed it. Roy managed to hold out until he couldn't anymore and really fired off deep inside of me. He held me close to him as I slept in his arms that night. He made sure I got back to the apartment before the twins came calling for morning workout.

Things started happening after that. We turned the corner into April and now I was working hard in both schools with end of the year projects, training, the twins working me over, dating Roy once a week, and doing the training scenarios every weekend. It nearly got too much and I wasn't getting enough sleep. I decided to disappear for a weekend so I could get some rest and breathe. Oh, but the best laid plans of mice and men often get messed up as the old saying goes, and my plans for a quiet weekend went out the window so to speak. It started mid Friday when word came down that Coach Daniels' house was on fire. I was out the door past the messenger in seconds. I hit the edge of the school property and went ninja up in the trees, using the thick branches to get there right fucking now. I got there and the house was halfway involved. As my habit is to do so, I used Getsumi no Michi to sweep the house for life signs and found them all huddled in the basement. What the fuck? I didn't hesitate to use Rasengan to go through the basement door. I dodged a few falling items and found Daniels along with the boy queens tied up together on the floor. What hade the problem worse were the thick cables tight around their ankles. Somebody wanted them dead. I pulled Tetsusaiga and used it to slice the cables at the source out of their sight. The cabled had been padlocked into a thick block of concrete. I got them loose and Daniels grabbed two of them while I grabbed the other two. One boy was able to walk. We got the hell out of there just as the mansion collapsed. All of us collapsed on the ground at the far end of the property. Each boy quickly stripped out of the girl clothes to reveal t-shirt and shorts on underneath and buried the girl clothes in the trashcan Daniels had hidden in the ground at the far corner of the property. All of them were taken and checked for injuries and interviewed. As if that wasn't enough, Chalmers had her house firebombed. I was there the moment the call went out on the scanner as thirty five attempted to stop this fire from spreading. I 'borrowed' the motorcycle belonging to Denny, the new cop in town to get there. She wasn't there but her mother was and I got the old lady out in time via the top roof of the old house. I managed to get out of the tree and the neighbors helped her across the street to a chair on the front porch of that house. I turned as the house went down. Somebody was on a rampage, and I wondered who. There wasn't any time to even guess as I took the cop bike and headed into town. If someone was gunning for Chalmers I needed to get there right fucking now. I must have missed the guy by minutes, but I didn't miss the explosion. I went through the front plate glass window to find her strapped to the chair in her office staring at the huge bomb on her desk. I didn't waste time, I grabbed the chair and rolled her out the door of her office, slamming that door in an effort to contain the explosion and rolled her out the door and into the street, well nearly into the street. The bomb went off just as we got to the curb. The shock wave knocked me down and I use my chakra enhanced strength in my arms to push her into the park where she rolled to a stop next to a park bench well outside the blast zone. I had gotten up a chakra shield to deflect as much of the blast as I could but I still got cooked a bit. I got back to my feet and jogged into the park where people were getting Chalmers out of her chair.

"Your house was attacked but I got your mother out in time. She's safe with the neighbors," I told Chalmers. "Do you recognize the person?"

"He… that bastard… he told me… he was going to get revenge on us… for stealing his son… from him," she said.

Oh God. The police station. I grabbed the bike and went racing to the police station. It was getting dark now and I knew this would be working against us. I got there just in time to hear shots fired. I grabbed the mike off the bike.

"All units, shots fired at the police station. Officers needing assistance, hostile fire at the police station," I called into the mike.

"David, stay out of it," Wilson's voice came back at me.

"Yes sir," I replied and then moved people way back from the combat situation.

I went ninja and ported in there. Yeah, there he was working an M-60 on a cubicle farm. I could tell there were people underneath the desks. I didn't hesitate to attack him from behind. He stumbled and that gave me the chance to run my knife through the sling and yank hard on the belt of bullets jamming it up good. He screamed in rage and came after me. The fight was on. If that freak with the flamethrower at the church had been good, this guy was better. That made me wonder if he had been military trained. Mick and Mort would know for sure when they got a look at the video. We went all over that particular room using everything at our disposal to beat each other. I did have one huge advantage over him and that was my ninja training. It all came so natural to me, especially with Getsumi no Michi guiding me. I also had the chance to work my water style jutsus.

"Water style: water dragons flood!" I breathed as I worked the hand signs.

I know I shocked the shit out of him when water rose up off the floor to form a dragon. It opened his mouth and water poured out in a flood knocking the tango over on his ass. I followed up with a kick and caught him on the side of the head. He managed to roll out of the way and went for a weapon. Not a good idea. I quickly whipped though another set of hand signs, this time for water needles. The guy yelled as he raised his right arm to block them as they pelted him. This time I used a sliding motion to park my left foot into his chest and made him fly backwards into the wall. The water needles stopped and I went in for the finisher only to see him pulling a shotgun. I grabbed handfuls of those really big Sharpie black pens and threw them at him. They went right into the barrel of the shotgun jamming it up. I followed up that move as he paused with twin palm strike to the chest and followed that up with a left hammer fist to the side of his head. That rocked him good. I grabbed his right hand and yanked him to his feet only to fall backwards and planted both of my feet at his waistline and shoved him upward as hard as I could, using my chakra to enhance the push. He actually went through the ceiling panels and came crashing down in another spot, going splat on a worktable. I attacked, using a combination of fists and feet to rock his world a bit more and scored some serious hits on the guy. I used my favorite finisher move, whipping my right foot across his face from right to left, and then brought the heel of my right foot back for an encore, left to right, and then used my left foot left to right for a second encore. I heard voices yelling and knew I was about to get an audience. I jumped up onto the top of what was left of the copy machine and did the hand signs to port out as Davis the detective led the attack into the office area. I perched on the corner of the building nearby and watched the commotion. So much for getting out of town while I could. I sure as hell wasn't getting out of this one.

I used the bushes in the park to mask my appearance as David and went to work with a first aid kit as the cops brought out the wounded. My first aid skills were getting well used as I worked to treat injuries. A lot of them were cuts and bruises and shock. Thirty five rolled up with the twins close behind. They grabbed first aid kits out of the Hummer and joined me in my efforts. It was late by the time I got home. I had stayed for everything, from treating people to giving my reports. I sat in front of my computer and wrote out four different reports to send out in the morning. I went to my cabinet and pulled out a bottle of Jim Beam I had stashed in there and poured a half glass. I went to sit in my recliner to drink and that was the last I remembered. The phone next to my chair woke me up.

"Hello?" I answered it.

"Good morning David. Are your reports written?" Wilson asked.

I grunted as I sat up. "Sure. When do you want them?"

"I'll meet you at the gym," he said.

I groaned as I realized what that meant. The twins would be waiting there for me.

"On my way," I said and hung up.

I handed Wilson my reports and he nodded. "Thank you. Now I believe your friends are waiting for you over there."

I looked over to see the twins cracking their knuckles and grinning. Next weekend would be my escape weekend. Wilson left and I went over to them.

"Good morning masters," I said bowing.

They put me straight to work and really worked my ass off. As much as I might complain about what they were doing to me I knew it was to help me realize my goal. So I tried to shut up and go with it. I really had no say in the matter and did what they wanted me to do knowing that the end result would benefit me greatly. Once I finished my workout they led me out to the Hummer and took me to their trailer deep in the mountain area. I was told to strip off and then chained to the doghouse under their trailer. I wondered what was up but didn't question them as that would have gotten me a punishment.

"Take a nap for a bit," Mort said. "You earned it after Friday's events."

I sank down on the fluffy blanket and closed my eyes. I really needed the rest.

I slept for most of the morning and then got up to go pee on the nearest bush. Mick approached me and took me off the chain to stand me at attention before them. Mort showed me something that looked like a harness that would go on a toddler, but this one was bigger. My arms went through the shoulder straps as they tugged it down over me. The first strap went round underneath my arms and I felt that one get pulled on snug. The second strap went round the top of my tummy just underneath the rib cage and that one got pulled nice and snug. I felt my cock get hard and Mort chuckled at the sight. I watched Mick retrieve a long rope with a snap hook on the end. It got attached to something in the back of me and Mort nodded.

"Time to take our pet for a walk," he declared as Mick snugged up the crotch strap, making sure my cock and balls came through the y.

Off we went, and it was really nice to go for a walk for a change and not get run. I relaxed as we walked. Sure it was cold but I wasn't letting it bother me. I used a warming jutsu to keep warm without alerting them that I was doing it. My nips were standing out because of the cold but other than that, I was just fine.

They allowed me inside the trailer that evening and went easy on me. Mort had his big cock inside of me as we discussed my recent actions. They were impressed with the fact that I had gone in to rescue two sworn enemies and came out of it with scratches. I was silent for a moment and then spoke up.

"Yeah they are my sworn enemies, but they have a right to life, just like I do. I had to help them, and I did. I could not turn my back on them no matter how much they pissed me off. I can't do that. So I went in and rescued them at the risk of my own life," I said.

"We think you did great. So don't worry too much about it. Maybe something good will come out of all this," Mick said as he held me in his arms, his brother continuing to fuck me slowly deep in my ass.

I thought about what Mick said as he took his turn after Mort had cum inside of me. Mort held me in his arms and we kissed for a time as Mick fucked my ass. Then all three of us curled up in the bed with me in the middle. I felt warm and safe with them spooning into me.

I was there when the feds came for the guy. He glared at all of us as he was walked out the secure exit and into a waiting van. I shrugged my shoulders and turned to Sheriff Wilson.

"So he wanted to get revenge because he lost his sons, the ones he was molesting every night?" I asked.

Wilson nodded. "It wasn't a good scene, David. He was keeping them in a doghouse at night, fed them in a metal bowl once a day and did more than just molest him. Having been through what you had, you get the idea."

Actually I had gotten the idea. It was too bad that I hadn't been the one to discover the scene. I would have claimed self defense after slicing him up.

"His sons have gone to an undisclosed location for healing," Wilson said. "His wife is dead and we are looking into that one very carefully."

I nodded as Wilson turned to his secretary. I headed back to the school having gone to see Wilson on something different. I laid plans for this weekend being my get away weekend from everything and everybody. I needed time to myself as I was starting to seriously burn out. I would dedicate myself to the training during Spring Break. I followed through with my plans and got everything set up once more. April wasn't as wet as everybody thought and everything looked so green. I had heard the fish were jumping where I had planned on going with the houseboat I rented for the weekend and I anticipated some really good fishing. The weather was starting to get warmer and I had plans on lying out and getting my tan back. I grinned as I thought of the upcoming weekend. Just me, all by myself, on the houseboat in some hidden corner of the lake, a fishing rod in one hand and cock in the other, having a nice quiet weekend. How I managed to keep a straight face that week was beyond me but I managed it. Thursday morning I got the keys to the boat on the way to school. Thursday evening after training I ferried everything I needed to the boat and packed it with food. All I had to do was give the twins the slip and I was off on a nice quiet weekend.

I slipped out a side door after last bell went. I used as much of the trees and bushes for cover as I headed down to the docks. I got down to the houseboat and cast off. I had gone into the school bathroom and changed from my red jock into a pair of blue Speedos before last bell of the day. I stripped off as the boat headed out into the lake. I sighed as I felt good about getting free of the clothes. I studied the map in front of me and adjusted my course. I turned on the radio and was treated to Metallica's 'Enter Sandman'. I really liked that one. I settled into the captain's seat with a cold bottle of water. It took me about two hours to get to where I was going. I had seen the spot on the map in front of me and when I got there I realized it had been a good choice. I tossed out the anchors and pulled them up tight to ensure the boat wasn't going anywhere. I stripped off completely and went to lie out in the sun. This was perfect. I relaxed after rubbing the sun screen into my skin (and my cock, getting off) and listened to music for an hour and a half. I turned over, rubbing the sun screen into the back of me as far as I could reach. I used a sponge on a stick to get the places I couldn't get and then dozed off for a bit longer. I checked my fishing poles and reeled in one big fish. I had him for dinner along with a nice teriyaki glaze that was scrumptious. I was in the mood to play so I went for the box of toys I brought with me. To get me going I used a vibrator all over myself and it got me hard in seconds. Come to think of it, it doesn't take much to get me fired up. I played the vibrator round my cock and balls and teased my anus with it. Once I felt that I was ready, I reached into the box and got out my newest toy. It was a replica of a dog's cock complete with balls and the knot. It came with a suction cup and had a clear plastic tube running through the toy to the head. The bottle of cumlube that came with it was to be shot through the tube and out of the hole in the toy's cockhead to simulate it cumming deep inside of me. I got it set up and slowly sat down on it and oh my God it worked great! I could feel the cum squirt out of the top as I hit the plunger in the syringe hard. I couldn't help it I had to grab my cock and jack off. Boy did I cum a lot, too!

I slipped a plug into me and it settled inside of me nicely while a tiny bit of the base was still outside my anus. I relaxed for the rest of the evening with it inside of me. Sure felt nice. I wore it to bed and had the most pleasant dreams. I was up late the next morning. I did my stretches and a few of my basic conditioning exercises to warm up for the day. The plug was still inside of me and that was good. It meant that my body was getting used to having something inside my anus. I thought about doing a suspension scene and decided to do it after I went swimming. I could drip dry in the sun. I had breakfast and relaxed for a bit before going into the water. I noted a tree branch sticking up in the water about fifty yards from me so I did a few laps between the branch and the boat for a workout and did it until I was too exhausted to go any further. I strapped the wrist suspension cuffs on and used the hooks in the roof above me to hang from and that was fun. I hung there until I was completely dry. I went into the head when my body needed to expel. I sat there for a time thinking about things as I usually did when perched on the throne. It helped me to clarify a few things in my mind. As much as I liked playing with other boys and men, I really was getting tired of it all. I wanted to settle down with a boyfriend, but as I had said once before, going round asking boys to be my boyfriend would be a problem so I was going to have to be patient and wait to find somebody when fate brought the right person along. I knew she would sooner or later. I hoped sooner. I cleaned up and went back out on the deck to get some sun.

The weekend had been just what I needed. I came back home with batteries fully charged up and raring to go. Naturally the twins were pissed off and I told them to either accept it or piss off, thank you. They reluctantly accepted it but they made me pay for it in the next weekend, the weekend before Spring Break. Naturally all of them had evil plans for me and I was put through the grinder as they threw ever possible training scenario possible. I needed to finish off my online class and managed to do it in an all nighter. I locked my door and didn't respond as I took the end of unit exam. It forced me to call up everything all those volunteers put me through in those training scenarios they set up between takes in the movie production. I even ended up with a bit part in the movie and I enjoyed my brief time in the spotlight. I crossed my fingers, toes, and everything else in between as I waited for my unit exam score to come back. I checked my email box two days later. I scored an A in the unit exam. That meant I would be sitting for the fire science degree exam. I would be notified when I had to sit for it. I was in pins and needles for the next few days. I got the official letter in my mailbox stating I was to report to the school on Saturday morning the first of May as Joe Hardy volunteered to let me do it there. I went through every note, every page I printed off the net in all night cram sessions trying to memorize everything. I was a nervous wreck going into the exam and I got shook down for anything that could be used to cheat with. I was to have nothing on me. I volunteered to sit the exam in my boxers. The twins had to carry me home I was so wiped out from it. It would be some time before I would get the results. If I passed, I would be going to the summer session at the fire academy. It was now a waiting game.

The twins let me out of the collar telling me they were done with me and that they had taken me as far as I could go. I was pleased by that as it meant I didn't have to go through any more training sessions with them. I breathed a sigh of relief but I didn't let up in my personal workouts. If anything, I got even more intense in them. I would miss the sex with them. I started watching the boys in and around the school until I came face to face with Kerry. I met Kerry at the teen center in town. We crashed into each other in the boy's restroom. I mean literally crashed into each other. I lay on the floor underneath him and stared into those bright emerald green eyes. Something just drew me in and before I realized it we were kissing. We sat up and he pulled me into his arms and we continued to kiss until we ran out of breath.

"Can you wait a minute?" I asked as I got up off the floor.

Kerry smiled. "Sure."

I took care of business and then we left the bathroom. We found an open table at the sidewalk café down the street and began talking. God he was so easy to talk to. I liked him immediately. He was dressed in the preppy style, slacks, polo shirt with the sleeves of a sweater over his shoulders tied in front of him, dress boots, a preppy haircut, and he wore a medium sized diamond in his right ear. He looked very handsome. I used Getsumi no Michi to scan his surface thought and found no malice there. We traded life stories. His dad had been with the movie company that had been here. He liked the town so much he decided to move here. Kerry had arrived too late to get in school and I told him to not worry about it.

"You're not missing anything. We are ending the school year at the end of May," I said.

"Good. I really wasn't in the mood to go anyway," he said.

His hand rested on mine and that sent shivers up my spine. We eventually left the café and walked into the park. Kerry turned to me.

"I know that you and I are kindred spirits meant for each other. I know this because I can feel it. I don't want to rush this. I made that mistake and it ended badly. So please understand me when I say that I want us to get to know each other real well before we move things to second base," he said with a smile.

"I agree, Kerry. By us taking the time to get to know each other it could only mean that things will go well between us. I would love to date you and spend time with you," I smiled.

I had good feelings about Kerry and I crossed my fingers hoping this would go well.

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