All about love : Part VI

Robbie ran down the hallway in the upstairs of his house with Jack right on his heels. As he approached his moms bedroom door he yelled for her.
“MOM! MOM WAKE UP!”

Immediately her door flew open and to Robbie and Jacks complete surprise Scott Parsons stepped out wearing Natalies frilly pink bathrobe. His hair was all disheveled and his eyes were heavy with sleep. Both boys stopped dead in their tracks.
“Dad?” Jack asked with amazement. 
“No,” he said drily. “I’m Tom Cruise researching a movie role.”
At that moment Natalie stepped out and stood beside him dressed only in Scotts dress shirt. It hung just past her knees.
“What the hell is all the noise about?” 

Robbie paused for a moment to give his mother a critical eye.
“Mom there’s a man in our backyard. I opened my bedroom blinds and he snapped a picture of me and Jack…we were both naked.”
“Oh Christ!” She swore with venom. “It’s come to this huh? He’s probably from some news rag. Run downstairs and release Jet out of the basement and hurry!”

Robbie flew down the back stairs and disappeared from sight.
“Who’s Jet?” Jack asked.

“He’s our full blooded German Shepherd. That man had to climb over the wall to get into the backyard. Hopefully Jet will stop him before he can get back over it.”
By now Jack was staring at his father. He had so many questions running through his mind and his father knew it. 

Scott grinned sheepishly at his son. “Yes Jack…this is what it looks like….except for the part with me in this robe.”
“I wasn’t going to say a word,” Jack replied innocently.
“Never mind that now,” Natalie interjected. “Can’t you hear my dog barking his head off?”

They paused for just a second and, indeed, there was a dog going crazy in the backyard.
“Come on,” Natalie said.

Jack looked at his father, cocked his eyebrow and shook his head with a knowing smile. Scott smacked him lightly in the back of his head, turned and followed Natalie down the stairs.
“What was that for?” Jack demanded as he hurried to keep up with them.
“That was for what you wanted to say,” Scott said over his shoulder.

They hurried down the rest of the stairs, past the living room, dining room and through the open back door. About 20 yards away they saw Robbie standing with his back to them. His arms were folded and he was standing stock still with his legs spread apart. He wore just his jeans with no shirt, socks or shoes. Directly in front of him the biggest german shepherd that either of the Parsons had ever seen had taken a menacing stance. His fur stood on end and he was actually snarling at the man who was frozen in front of him. On the ground next to him lay a camera. The type a professional photographer would use. As they slowly approached they heard Robbie speaking in a low, calm voice.

“I will ask you again and you will have ten seconds. If you don’t answer me I will give my dog a signal. I won’t even have to speak to him…I’ll just nod. Know what will happen next? He will pounce and make short work of you. You will never see it coming and the best part is that I will be completely within my legal rights to do so because we have attack dog signs posted and you are trespassing. So then…who…are…you?”

The man licked his lips nervously and sweat appeared across his forehead. He was about 5’3/125lbs soaking wet. His clothes hung loosely on his body and his hair was in bad need of a wash and cut. He was also scared shitless. The reason was the dog.

At his last visit to the vet, Jet weighed in at an impressive 60lbs and the damn dog was still growing! Robbie had raised him from a pup and he was as loyal as he was big. 

“You just lost three seconds,” Robbie said quietly.
Jet whined in his throat and glanced back at his master. But, Robbie continued to stare the intruder down.
“Four seconds left….”
“Okay! Okay! P-Please…j-j-just call him off Please!”

Robbie snapped his fingers and Jet growled once and sat back on his haunches but his gaze never left the man in front of him. It was almost as if he dared the man to move the wrong way.
“Start talking,” Robbie said evenly. “My patience grows thin.”
“M-My name is David Boudreau.” He said nervously.
“What are you doing in my back yard David Boudreau?” 

Boudreau looked like he wanted to cry and words were not coming to him easily. Robbie touched Jet lightly on his head and the dog growled deep within his chest, stood and rushed toward him.
“Wait!” Boudreau cried.
“Halt!” Robbie commanded.

Jet whined, snapped at Boudreau, glanced back at his master and sat back again.

“I work for the Informer,” he began quickly. “Last night I was at the sheriffs press conference about some kid named Jack Parsons, the sheriffs son and the Mayors gay son. The Sheriffs deputy said that Parsons and the sheriffs son Todd had a fight because this Parsons kid hit on him. Todd ran away from home and now the sheriff believes that the mayor is harboring him in his home and somehow it involves the Mayors gay son, this Parson kid and I don’t know what all…anyway…”
“WHAT?” Natalie, Scott, Jack and Robbie all yelled in unison.

“Y-You mean you didn’t hear about the press conference?”

When nobody answered him, he continued talking. This time a little more relaxed but with a wary eye on Jet just the same. “It’s all over the news this morning. The local papers, radio…hell…even the local television station was there.”

“Oh Lord-luv-a-duck!” Scott breathed quietly. “So, you’re here in this back yard taking pictures of two naked boys who were getting ready for school so you could write a story?”

“It’s my job,” he protested. “Besides, you caught me so no real harm done right?”
“Wrong you sick, twisted fuck,” Jack growled. He advanced toward him and would have grabbed him but, unfortunately Jet didn’t know Jack either. He turned and growled at him. Jack stopped short.

“Call your dog off Robbie ‘cause I’m gonna kill this little weasle!”
“Okay everyone just calm down!”

Natalie walked over to David, picked up his camera and opened the back. She quickly removed the film and started to destroy it. Her eyes never left Davids face. She reached out and checked both his coat pockets and came up with two more rolls of film. She handed those to Scott for safe keeping. Then she addressed David.
“Do you have anymore film Mr. Boudreau?”
“No ma’am,” he said evenly.
“Really?” She asked sweetly. “Let’s see.”

She reached inside his coat pocket and found another roll of film.

“Oh come on,” he protested. “The only film that would mean anything to you has already been destroyed! This stuff is expensive lady.”
“My name is Burns…Natalie Burns,” she said tightly. I own the building that your paper works out of. The informer pays me rent. I can, however, remedy that situation if any pictures of these children appear in that joke you people call a newspaper. How would your bosses respond to that Mr. Boudreau?”
His face paled. “I had no idea who you were Miss Burns…I-I apologize.”

“Save it you little toad!” She snapped. “You go back and you tell your boss what I said. You tell him I have no problems breaking a lease and I can come up with any number of reasons to do so. My dog will escort you to the gate.”

David looked with total fear down at Jet then walked backwards very slowly and woodenly towards the back gate.
“Jet!” Natalie commanded. “Watch him!”

Jet growled low in his throat and backed David towards the gate. When he passed through and stood safely on the other side, Natalie walked over and all but threw his camera over the top at him even though it was low enough to be handed over.
“Don’t come back here Mr. Boudreau.” 

When he was gone, the four people left in the yard stood there and looked at each other silently.
“Dad,” Jack asked. “What are we going to do? We can’t miss school and I refuse to be a prisoner in the house.”
“Agreed!” Robbie said quietly.
“Well,” Scott said. “Natalie it looks like we’re going to have to take the gloves off after all.”
“Mine came off the moment that man stepped foot in my yard,” she replied. “Sheriff Hamilton threw the first punch. He came after our families. I hate to do this but, I think we’re going to have to play just as dirty as he does. Every man has a weakness and I believe I know what his is….I’ve heard rumors…”
“Mom what are you going to do?” Robbie asked.
“I’m going to have a little chat with his wife.” 

****

Billy lay awake listening to the birds outside. The only light in the attic room came from the skylight above. It was a nice day out. He was spooned against Todds back and his cock was rock hard. He knew Todd was awake too because he had reached around him and fondled him gently. Todd responded by placing his hand over Billys. No words were spoken. They both knew what was about to happen. Billy kissed Todd on the back of his neck and stroked his dick to its full potential. He was also rubbing his own cock between the warm confines of Todds ass.

“Come on Billy,” Todd said in the early morning light. “Don’t make me wait…just do it.”
“Thought you’d never ask.”
“Since when do I have to ask?”
“Since when do either one of us have to ask?”

It was true. For as long as they both could remember having sex was never an issue. They just reached out to each other. It didn’t matter who was on top or whos cock was in whose mouth…they just went with it.

Billy moaned softly in his throat as the head of his cock slipped through Todds twin globes. He paused briefly at the puckered ring and then slowly eased his aching head in. Todd winced slightly but gave him encouragement by moving back the tiniest bit. Billy still had his hand wrapped around his cock so the pain was a mild annoyance. The feeling that Billys hand was giving him made up for any discomfort he had to endure.

“Come on baby,” Todd moaned. “Fuck me.”

Billy gripped Todds pole tighter and placed his free hand on Todds chest. He hugged him to him as he sank himself in the rest of the way. This was the part they both liked the best. That initial feeling when cock meets ass barrier. You can go no further so you rub the head of your hardon against the barrier. That’s what they called it. It made everyone feel good. This is what Billy did. He rotated his hips as best as he could while laying on his side all the while stroking Todds silky hardness.

“You feel so good Todd,” he breathed in his ear. “Do you like it? Huh? You like the way I feel all the way inside of you? The way I can pump in and out of you and jack you at the same time?”
“You know I do,” he moaned. “Please Billy…you know what I like when you do this.”
“No I don’t,” Billy teased as he picked up the pace. “Tell me what you like.” 
“My nipples…Gawwwd that feels great! My nipples Billy…do it!”

Billy continued kissing Todds neck, reached up with his free hand and found a nipple. He twisted and pinched it between his thumb and forefinger until it stood erect, red and angry under his ministrations. Todd grunted and moaned his approval and moved back tighter against Billy. They were never more happier than when they were in each others arms and this time was no exception. Even though Todd still hurt, mentally and physically, Billy was making all the hurt go away.
Billy grunted as he kept up the pace. He was driving in and out of Todd and stroking his cock while trying to make time with his nipples too. It was exhausting but it was worth it. He could feel Todd throbbing wildly in his hand and caught a drop of precum as it leaked out of his head. This he smeared all over the head of Todds dick.

“That’s it babe,” Todd groaned. “I’m almost there.”

Billy stopped moving and concentrated on Todds pleasure. “Come on baby,” he whispered hotly in his ear. “Cum for me.”

He continued stroking Todd and smiled to himself when Todds breathing increased. He kept kissing up and down his neck and tweaking his nipples as his hand moved faster up and down Todds shaft. Then Todd tensed, groaned loudly and shot hot spunk all over Billys hand. Billy used it as lube and kept stroking Todd. But, this time, he started pounding his cock in and out of him again too. Todd tensed, this time around his cock just as Billy planned, and shot another hot load. When he felt Todds ass muscles clench around his own shaft, Billy slammed into him again, fastened his lips on Todds earlobe and fired off his own volley of hot cum deep into Todds bowels. The boys shook and moaned together until they started to settle down. Then they lay still. Billy eased himself out with a soft plop and slowly rubbed his cum filled hand over Todds stomach and chest. Then the two just lay there with Billy still holding Todd tightly to him.

“Everything is going to be alright Todd isn’t it?”
“I don’t know Billy. My dad is pretty angry. No telling what he’ll do.”
“You don’t think he’ll do anything to hurt you will he?”
Todd snorted. “Come on Billy think,” he said quietly. “He’s done nothing but hurt my mom and me for years. Why would he stop now?”
“My dad will do everything he can to stop him.”
“I know.” Todds voice broke.
“No Todd,” Billy pleaded. “Please don’t cry.”

Todd turned toward him with tear filled eyes that just started to spill over. “This is such a mess Billy,” he cried quietly. “I have a really bad feeling about all of this and I feel completely helpless about it.”

Billy gathered him in his arms and stroked his back gently as his body shook with sobs. He also felt helpless. Helpless to help the only real friend he’d ever had. All he could do for him was hold him and let him cry.

****

Twentyone year old Deputy Sheriff Jason Jones stood grimly at the police barrier. He hated jobs like this. But he knew why he always got them. It was simple; Sheriff Hamilton hated him because of his heritage. Jason Jones was the only black person on the entire departments staff. Not that the department was that big anyway. Besides, Sheriff Hamilton hated anyone who didn’t think like him, look like him or act like him. Deputy Jones also irritated the sheriff because he wouldn’t conform to his ways…at all. The only reason he had the job was because the state told the town they needed to hire minorities. Jason was qualified and a minority, therefore, he got the job…much to the sheriffs chagrin. 

That was four years ago. From day one it had been nothing but hassle after hassle and he could remember his first day like it was yesterday. 
“Listen up boy,” the sheriff told him rudely. “I’m not going to pretend that I like you and I want you to know that there are more qualified people (white) out there than you. Good, solid law-abiding citizens too. People who can trace their family history back to the origins of this town and I’m going back to pre-civil war days. But, them big-wigs up in the state house say I gotta hire ‘ya…so you’re hired. Just do as you’re told and we’ll get along fine.”

They never got along. The sheriff couldn’t fire him either because that meant hiring another minority. So, Jason decided pissing his boss off was his american duty and he took it seriously. It was just when he got jobs like this that pissed him off. It meant standing here all day under the hot sun to handle a crowd. In this case reporters. Damn that man! He’d seen the press conference last night and his heart went out to the Mayor and his family. He didn’t know the real circumstances behind Todd and this Jack Parsons kid falling out but, he would bet his last dollar it had nothing to do with what that little shit Deputy Robinson was spouting last night for the television cameras.

Robinson! He was another one. He was the sheriffs eyes and ears and he was knee deep in corruption just like his boss. Jason sighed as he moved the barrier to allow more students to get into the school. He nodded at some of them and even greeted others by name. This just wasn’t fair to the kids he thought. Damn! His boss had to be stopped and he’d always said the first opportunity he got to do so…he would.

Suddenly his heart leaped in his chest and he smiled with warmth and pride. Walking towards him was the reason he stayed in this town. His girlfriend of two months…eighteen year old Lisa Osgood. 

****

As Lisa approached the police barrier, her eyes lit up. Jason was on duty today. She and Jason had been seeing each other for two months now. Actually, it was two months three weeks and four days but, who was counting? Her parents had been thrilled when she told them about Jason. Ironically enough it was Billy who had cast doubt on the relationship.

“Just be careful Lisa,” he’d cautioned. “Some people in this town will definitely have something to say about the Mayors daughter seeing a black man that’s three years older than she is.”

“Piddle!” Her mother had countered. “Jason is a perfect gentleman in every sense of the word and I know in my heart that he would never do anything to harm your sister. That would include trying to take advantage of her.”

Her father said nothing. He just smiled at her. He figured as long as his wife was okay with it than it was fine. She was the one who usually frowned on Lisas boyfriends. She was the voice of reason when it came to their childrens love lifes and, so far, she had not steered either of them wrong. If his wife trusted Lisas judgement then so did he. Besides, he grew up with Jasons dad and he had been a perfect gentlemen too. He had died mysteriously in a fishing boat accident that had involved (of all people) the sheriff. But, somehow Sheriff Hamilton had come through clean as a whistle.