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Subject: Mitch And The Boys part 4 by Cutter09 gay adult/youth Please remember to donate to Nifty. The thousands of stories availble for your reading pleasure is provided by Nifty, so give a little and get a lot. Cutter09 http://donate./donate.html You can find more of my stories listed on the prolific authors page under Cutter09 Mitch And The Boys part 4 My mother had always lived sort of on the edge, therefore I lived on the edge too. She seemed to thrive on it, it scared the shit out of me. Her friends were all drunks and lowlifes, always getting into trouble, usually taking her along with them. I guess this is what caused me to be a little paranoid, and lack confidence. Mom was acting stranger than usual. Which is saying a lot, she’s a bit of an odd duck anyway. She woke me up and told me to get dressed and to pack a bag. Suddenly I was scared. Sometimes Mom will just disappear for a day or two, sometimes a week or more. She’d leave me with one of her friends or worse, with her step brother Steve. He’s always mean to me, even when I was little, he’d make me play with his dick. Mom thought it was cute. See, I told you she’s odd. Steve always found a reason to hit me. As I got older, I was expected to cook and clean for him too. Then Steve started making me suck his cock whenever Mom left me with him. The first time, he got drunk and beat me with a hickory switch until I did it for him. After that, he expected it all the time. But sometimes he was too drunk to get hard, so he’d beat me like it was my fault for not doing a good job of sucking it. Steve had a friend named Terry. Terry wasn’t what you would call handsome, in fact he was down right ugly. I think he smoked a lot of pot, because he wore a necklace that had a peace symbol and one that had a marijuana leaf medallion hanging on it. He crashed at Steve’s place a lot. He knew Steve was beating me, and making me suck his dick. After Steve would pass out, Terry would come comfort me. He’d give me a candy bar and talk nice to me. He said the candy would help get the taste out of my mouth. I guess it did help some. One day Steve passed out while I was sucking his cock. Jerry chuckled and said, “That’s just insulting, to pass out while someone is sucking your dick.” “Well, at least he’s not whipping me. I wouldn’t mind it so much if he wasn’t so mean to me.” Terry pointed out that he was always nice to me, and the next thing I know, I’m sucking Terry. After that first time, he gave me the necklaces he always wore. I think that because he was so unattractive no one ever gave him any sexual attention. I believe that was actually his first blow job. But not his last. So now I was sucking two cocks. I complained to Mom about Steve beating me, but she just said I probably deserved it for not doing as I was told. I think she blamed me for her bad choices, like it’s my fault she got pregnant in her teens. I didn’t want to tell her he made me suck his dick, that was just too embarrassing. Besides, she’d probably think it was cute, or I caused him to force his dick down my throat. So I assumed Mom was taking me to Steve’s place again when she told me to pack. But it turned out to be some cop’s place. With all the crap in the news about cops beating up people, and then I heard her tell him to beat me if I got out of line, I was scared shitless. But the first thing he did, was to offer me something to eat. He asked me how long Mom might leave me there. When I said last time was two months he got angry. I thought he was going to hit me. He calmed down though, maybe he was just shocked, not angry. I still didn’t trust him, I just knew he’d find a reason to beat me. We chatted about my necklace and Dixie and Rex, I relaxed some as we talked. He said he was going to bed, and that he liked coffee when he got up. I knew that meant I better have it ready or I’d be beaten. I figured I had better go to sleep too so I could adjust to his schedule. So I undressed and lay on the couch. I knew I wouldn’t sleep long if at all. I would start his coffee about a quarter to ten so it would be ready for him. I didn’t sleep well or very long, so I was just laying on the couch contemplating my situation, and waiting for time to make the coffee. All of a sudden, I see the cop (Mitch) walking naked into the bathroom. Fuck! I must have lost track of time and missed his alarm. I ran to the kitchen to get the coffee started, but couldn’t find the filters. I panicked. He’s going to beat me for sure. He wanted coffee when he got up, and I didn’t do it. Then suddenly he was right behind me. I tried to explain about the filters, and begged him not to be mad. He just reached behind the coffee maker and retrieved the filters. As he handed them to me, I noticed he was still naked, and had a big dick. Much bigger than Steve’s and Jerry’s. By the time the coffee was ready, Mitch had put on his robe. I was a little sad about that. I was enjoying seeing his big dick swinging around. But I did get to see it again when I followed him into his bedroom and watched him get dressed for work. As soon as he left for work, I was stroking my dick thinking about how his cock would feel in my mouth. I had only sucked two others, but I didn’t really want to suck them. Him, I wanted to suck. I had his dinner ready when he came home. He really seemed to like it. He even complimented me on my cooking, saying he’d marry me if I were older. I wasn’t sure if that meant he was gay, or just a joke about needing a cook around. Steve certainly never complimented me on anything. But the idea of being married to Mitch sent shivers straight to my dick. The rest of the time we ate, all I could do was picture in my head being married to him. He’d come home from work, I’d have his dinner ready, while he ate, I’d get between his legs and suck his nice cock. I was beginning to realize that Mitch wasn’t like most of my mother’s friends. In fact I don’t think he even knew her at all before I landed at his door. He was genuinely a nice guy and I liked him a lot. Being a hot stud didn’t hurt any either. When he suddenly decided to go to bed, I went in with him to turn down his bed. Then I took his robe off of him, and his big hard cock sprung out. I was stunned and mesmerised. I don’t know what came over me, I had to taste it. I just dropped to my knees and took it into my mouth. Doing my wifely duty. He didn’t hit me or push me away, so for the first time, I was enjoying sucking a cock. Only having Steve’s little one, and Terry’s slightly bigger but still less than average one, I wasn’t used to such a big one, and couldn’t handle anything near all of it. I was instantly in love with this cock, it felt so good in my mouth, like my mouth was made for it. I’m sure being Mitch’s cock had a lot to do with it too. I really liked him a lot. Now I was actually sucking his cock. I grabbed the base with my left hand and his balls with my right as I slid back and forth on the first four or five inches. I felt Mitch’s fingers slide lightly along my jaw, then move up into my hair. I looked up at his face to find him smiling down at me. There was a glimmer in his eye. Was it acceptance, or appreciation? Or maybe it was just lust. I interpreted it to be love, I’ve never felt loved, so I wasn’t sure. I know I wanted to please him, so I put everything I’d learned about sucking cock to use. First I fondled his balls then licked them before returning to his cock. I used lots of saliva and tongue action on the head, bobbing quickly and sometimes slower with more suction. I took it as deep as I could and also concentrated on the glans. Mitched moan and held my head, then all too soon for me, his cock swelled and he pumped his cum into my mouth. Steve’s and Terry’s I would spit out if I could. Mitch’s, I wanted. I swallowed and sucked to coax more out of him. I couldn’t believe what happened next. He knelt down and pulled off my underwear, and sucked my dick. All those times with Steve, or even Terry, no one had ever sucked mine in return. But here was this nice cop guy, sucking my dick. He seemed to like it too. So maybe that remark about marrying me wasn’t karşıyaka escort just about my cooking after all. I could tell this wasn’t his first time sucking a dick either. I wondered just how close he and Rex had become while Rex stayed here. But for now, I was just going to relax and enjoy my first blow job. Mitch started going faster on my dick, and I could tell he wanted me to cum. I knew he would take it in his mouth and swallow it, just like I did his. So when I got close, I just unloaded. He did swallow it, just as I suspected he would. Then we cuddled in bed together, and I felt safe and cared for for the first time in my life. I was really emotional about it, but Mitch just held me reassuringly closer. We had sex a few more times before falling asleep. The next day Mitch took me to dinner. I felt like I was on my first date. The food was great, and we talked easily. On the way back to his place, Mitch stopped for soft drinks. I waited in the car while he went into the store. I happened to look across the parking lot, and there was Steve. He looked right at me with an evil grin on his face. Just as Mitch opened the car door, Steve pointed a finger gun at me and pulled the make believe trigger, jerking his hand up as if the finger had fired. I tried to act normal even though I was terrified again. Mitch and I traded blow jobs again and I forgot all about the Steve incident. I was becoming closer to Mitch every minute. Closer than anyone ever before. Wednesday, I had his coffee ready when he woke up. He kissed me in gratitude, and I felt like a good wife. I spent the day in my dream world as Mitch’s wife. I cleaned the apartment, and put together a nice meatloaf for dinner. I timed it about perfect. The meatloaf would be ready about the time Mitch came home. I would surprise him with the aroma of a nice dinner, and my naked body when he came through the door. I heard him fumbling with the door knob and thought he might have left his keys at home, knowing I would be there. So I opened the door. “Surprise!” I said. But it was me that got surprised. Steve pushed his way through the door. “Thanks for the welcome. I always knew you were a horny little bitch,” he said as he grabbed me. I tried to fight him off. He slapped me a couple of times. He said something about “Lockhart won’t mind if your ass is a little sore when I take you to him.” He was holding me by my throat with one hand and I heard him unbuckle his pants with the other. “Hold still you little faggot, you’re gonna love this.” I yelled for him to stop, but he just tightened his grip around my throat. He was going to fuck me and there was nothing I could do except try to endure and survive it. That seemed to be my lot in life, just survival. Suddenly there was a loud noise. I looked up to see Mitch standing in the door with a gun. Steve slumped down on my legs. I thought Mitch had shot him. I launched myself into Mitch’s arms. I noticed wires hanging from the gun, and realized that Mitch had only stunned Steve. The noise I’d heard was him bursting through the door. I was glad Mitch hadn’t actually shot him, because killing him might be hard to explain. Mitch made Steve answer a few questions. He was reluctant at first, but a few jolts of current loosened his tongue. Then Mitch let me attach the taser to Steve’s nuts and give him another juicing. Then I kicked him in the nuts just for good measure. Luckily, my meatloaf wasn’t overcooked. Mitch made a joke about how it smelled better than Steve’s burnt nuts. We laughed and ate dinner, and I was feeling like Mitch’s wife again. So I asked Mitch to make love to me. He was hesitant, and I told him I was probably going to get fucked by Steve when my mom came back, and I would prefer it was him to do it. Lovingly the way it should be, not dirty like Steve would make it. I didn’t want to go through life feeling dirty every time I had sex with someone. Then I remember how he had sucked me, and I suspected he had done it with Rex too. So I kind of guilted him into it. Mitch did everything he could to make it better and easier on me. But hey, he’s got a really big dick. It hurt, but nothing I couldn’t bear. Then, the more he gave me, the more I wanted. Soon I had that whole big cock in me, and I loved it. Mitch’s cock was the first I had enjoyed sucking, and now it would be the one I compared all others to. As he moved in and out of me, I threw myself into his thrusts. I begged him to fuck me hard. I wanted his cum in me. That was all that mattered. I really was his wife, and his pleasure was my goal in life. He made me cum without even touching my dick, and that reassured me I belonged with him. As he filled me with his love and his cum, I felt whole. Complete somehow. I couldn’t wait for him to make love to me again. It’s all I wanted in life at the moment. I even told him he could do anything to me. And I meant it. We cuddled and chatted, as I played with that wonderful cock. When he was hard again, I rode him like a bronco. He made me cum again, but he took it in his mouth, then filled my ass again with his own cum. I was falling in love with Mitch. Hell, I was already totally in love with him. I was happy for the first time in my life. With a cop, believe it or not. The next day, I couldn’t wait for him to get home and make love to me. He surprised me again, by wanting me to fuck him. Just another example of how he doesn’t take advantage of me, even though he could. God what a wonderful guy. I couldn’t believe I was actually fucking someone, and he seemed to like it. Although we both knew I prefer bottom, at least when he wanted it, I could be top. I thought about what I felt when he was inside me, and I started fucking him harder. We kissed and whispered to each other, and I shot my load in his tight ass. Then I begged him to fuck me. We were a couple, like man and wife. I wanted him to take me like he would a wife. Then he got a call from his dad, and he told me to pack my bag. At first I thought I had done something wrong and he was kicking me out, but then he started packing a bag too. I wasn’t concerned, I’d been in some pretty bad places. With him, anyplace would be like heaven. When he pulled up to the gates of a huge mansion, I was shocked. The guard at the gate said, “Good to see you, Sir.” He pushed a button, and the gates opened for us. As we drove up to the house, Mitch explained that his father wasn’t poor. He’d grown up in this house, and we’d be safe there. His dad was happy to see Mitch. After hugging him, he welcomed me with a handshake. But I couldn’t help feeling like he was appraising me like you might a horse you were thinking of buying. I was surprised he didn’t open my mouth and check my teeth. Mitch led me to our room. It was huge and nicely furnished. I looked at the king sized bed and thought about a wife’s first night at the in-law’s house. I only hoped I wouldn’t make enough noise to disturb the rest of the house. We met his father in a room that looked like a library. The walls were lined with shelves full of books. I’d never seen so many books in someone’s house. A servant brought us drinks, and we all sat down in comfy chairs. Mitch and his dad talked about what was going on with Lockhart. Then Mitch seemed shocked that his dad knew about him and Rex. Then I had to blush, because his father said I was beautiful, and he knew Mitch was fucking me. I mean he didn’t say it like that, but he let it be known it wasn’t a secret to him. My asshole puckered and my dick twitched at the thought of him knowing his son’s dick had been in me. Two happy, and noisy sex filled days later, Mitch said we were going to Chicago. We drove his father’s Mercedes, and along the way, Mitch filled me in on what was really going on. I had gleaned a lot of it, just from listening to Mitch and his dad. Mitch confirmed that Rex and I were related. Brothers actually, Lockhart being the father of both. I have to admit to being a little jealous when Mitch hugged and kissed Rex when we arrived. But after seeing him, I couldn’t really blame him. Rex was hot, and they’d kartal escort had a relationship before. That’s why I was jealous, I worried Mitch might want him instead of me. Well, I shocked Rex by introducing myself as his brother. “I’ll explain everything on the way. We have to get you someplace safe,” Mitch told Rex Rex and I rode in the back seat as Mitch maneuvered the Mercedes through Chicago traffic. Rex stared at me the whole time. I couldn’t really blame him, there was a lot to absorb meeting a brother for the first time. Once we were out of Chicago, Mitch explained the whole situation to Rex. “So, you’re telling me that I have a brother, and my real father wants to kill me and my brother? Sounds like a bad movie plot.” “I assure you, it’s true,” Mitch replied. Rex looked at me for a second then extended his hand and said, “Hi Bro.” I leaned over and put my arm around him in a tight hug. His hand was trapped between us and fell onto my lap. He squeezed the bulge in my pants and said, “Yep that feels like it might be related.” We giggled awkwardly. Mitch didn’t know about the exchange and asked, “Did I miss something?” “No, I’m just coming to grips with having a brother,” Rex said, giving my bulge another squeeze. I didn’t want to appear unsociable, so I reached into his lap and squeezed his bulge too. We both started to get hard, and continued groping each other until Mitch stopped for gas. We both removed our hand from the other, so Mitch wouldn’t see us when he got out of the car to pay. As soon as he was out of sight, Rex asked, “So, have you slept with Mitch?” I knew he had too, so I nodded. “He’s great isn’t he?” “I know you and he had a relationship, and I don’t want anyone to get hurt, but I’m in love with him,” I regretfully admitted. “I can’t blame you for that. I love him too, but I have a boyfriend now, so, I hope we can be friends as well as brothers.” I reached for his hard cock again. “Maybe we can be more than friends and brothers.” He leaned in and kissed me. We stroked each other’s cock through our pants as we kissed. We heard a noise, and separated. Mitch had put the nozzle into the tank, and was grinning at us through the window. He finished pumping the gas and got into the car. “I’m glad to see you two getting along,” he said with a snicker. It was a long drive, and I think Rex and I were hard most of the time. Probably Mitch too, because he would see us kissing occasionally in the rear view mirror. It was late when we pulled through the gate. “We’re staying here?” Rex asked in surprise. “Yeah… Oh, Mitch, where is Rex sleeping?” I said. “Well, there’s a really big bed in my room. Would you mind if we all shared it?” “I was thinking the same thing,” I said, smiling at Rex. He gave me a big smile in return. His dad met us at the door. “I had Lynn prepare a room for Rex.” “That’s okay Dad, I think he’ll feel more comfortable in my room.” His father looked at Rex and me, then smiled and said, “I hope you’ve been taking your vitamins, Son.” We went up to our room, and I admit I was a bit nervous. I mean, Rex was super hot, and Mitch had been with him before, and I’ve never done anything with another boy, only men, and in the car Rex seemed interested in doing something with me, and I don’t want to hurt anybody’s feelings, especially not Mitch’s, but I would really like to do stuff with Rex. Shit my mind was jumbled and had turned to mush. Rex and I just stood staring at Mitch for some kind of direction. “Well, fellas, it’s been a long drive, I think we all could use a shower. And since it’s late, we could save time and water if we all showered together.” I grinned at Rex, and he was grinning back. We both made a dash for the bathroom. We were halfway undressed when Mitch caught up with us. He started the water as we pulled off our underwear. Jesus! Rex is HOT. I’ve never seen a more beautiful body. Nice cock, smooth balls, and a butt to die for! It’s no wonder Mitch was attracted to him. And he’s a nice kid too. I felt a little embarrassed being next to such a beautiful boy. Mitch’s eyes traveled over both of us, and I felt like I came up short by comparison. But Rex was looking at me appreciatively. He gave me an impish smile, then stepped through the glass door of the large shower. We took turns under the two shower heads, getting ourselves and each other wet. Mitch picked up the shower gel and squirted some on mine and Rex’s backs, then proceeded to use a hand on each of us, working the lather over our bodies. Rex applied gel to Mitch’s chest and began soaping his broad manly torso. I took the gel and used it on Rex. I couldn’t wait to get my hands on his body. My hand found its way to Rex’s erection, and Mitch leaned down and kissed me. Rex was stroking Mitch’s large cock, and my butt. I don’t think we saved much time or water by showering together. We spent the next thirty minutes lathering and rubbing our soapy bodies together, rinsing and lathering more. We used almost the whole bottle of shower gel, and a lot of shampoo and conditioner too. When we finally stepped out of the shower, we were definitely clean and horny. None of us had cum, but all were on edge. We all dried each other, but didn’t bother to dress. We all piled into that big bed, a tangle of limbs, and cocks, and tongues. No one directed the action, we just did what we wanted to whoever we wanted. We all tasted each other’s cock, rimmed each other, fingered each other. We ended in a daisy chain, with Rex giving me his delicious teen cum, Rex got Mitch’s, and Mitch got mine. It was by far the most exciting and satisfying sexual experience of my life. Don’t get me wrong, sex with Mitch is great, throw in a beautiful teen boy, and it can only be better. We fell asleep still entwined, no one cared whose hand was where. Exhausted, blissful sleep. Rex and I were very comfortable around each other. It was as if we had grown up together as brothers in the same house. The intimacy made us even closer somehow. We never discussed it, we just knew, from that first hug in the car, we were connected. The second night was another sexual free for all. I grabbed the lube and applied it to my hole, got on my hands and knees, then handed the bottle to Rex. He started to line up but stopped. “You have a great butt, but from this angle, you look like a girl. Can you turn over, I like dicks not vaginas.” That actually made me happy. I flipped over and reached out to him. I felt his nice cock at my entrance, then he bent down and kissed me as he pushed inside. I moaned and pushed up at him, feeling him sink into me. His bush was on my perineum, and his balls on my ass cheeks when he began drawing in and out. “Oh God, you feel so good in me.” “You like that Bro?” “Yes,” I replied. I reached up and grabbed his butt as he picked up the pace. I could see Mitch watching us out of the corner of my eye. I felt so slutty getting fucked while my self imagined husband watched. Mitch leaned down and took my cock into his mouth. His lips slid up and down as Rex pounded me. I’ve never been fucked and sucked at the same time. God, what a feeling! “I’m gonna cum in you. Do you want to be bred by your own brother?” “Fuck yeah! Fill me up.” I shot my load into Mitch’s mouth, which set Rex off. I could feel his cock throbbing inside me. Rex collapsed beside me, throwing his arm over his forehead. “Are you okay?” Mitch asked. “Yeah, it’s just… I love doing this with you two, but I feel guilty. I have a boyfriend, and I’m cheating on him.” “I have a boyfriend too, and he just watched you fuck my brains out,” I laughed. “I have a boyfriend too, and you just fucked him,” Mitch added. “No, I just fucked my brother,” Rex retorted. “We won’t tell if you don’t,” I suggested. “I probably will tell him. I know he’ll ask, because he knows about Mitch and I. I won’t lie if he asks.” “Sometimes it’s easier to ask forgiveness than permission,” Mitch added. It was almost as strange to watch Mitch fuck Rex. I felt a little jealous, but at kastamonu escort the same time, I felt closer to these two people than anyone else in my life. Watching them in such an intimate moment was beautiful in a way. Then sleeping in a tangled heap again was also delightful. The next day at breakfast, Mitch’s father looked solemn. “Um Son, I think we need to talk.” “Sure Dad. What’s up?” “Well, now might not be the time. You know I’ve had investigators looking into the situation. They’ve found out a few things.” His eyes darted to me. “Some pretty bad things.” Shit! He knows I’m nothing but trash, and he doesn’t want his son hanging around me. I knew I shouldn’t be so happy. I’m destined for shit the rest of my life. It’s back to the crappy existence, with Mom’s lowlife friends, and Steve beating me then poking me with his little dick. His father continued. “We do have a plan, but it could be dangerous. We’ll need one of the boys to confront Lockhart.” “I’ll do it,” Rex and I said simultaneously. “I should be the one. You’ve got a new boyfriend and a good life ahead of you. Once this mess is over, I’ll just go back to my shitty life, so I don’t much care what happens to me,” I argued. “Well, about that…” Mitch’s father started. “No. it’s settled. I’ll do it.” “Ok. We’ll need a believable reason for you to be there. Any ideas?” Mitch jumped in with, “Uncle Steve. He still owes me, and he was supposed to bring you to Lockhart to begin with.” It took another two days to set the plan in action. Two days that I became even closer to my new found brother, and the only role model/boyfriend I’ve ever had, Mitch. I didn’t feel like I had just met Rex. We thought alike, even finishing each other’s sentences. And Mitch was the kindest, most caring man I’ve ever met. He truly loved both Rex and I equally. Those nights in bed with them are the memories I’ll take to my grave, which might be soon. Mitch was taping a transmitter to my dick, when he told Steve “If anything happens to him, I’ll hunt you down and tear your head off.” “Why does it have to be taped to my dick? It’s gonna hurt like hell when you take that off.” “They might pat you down, if there is one place they won’t pat, it’s here. If they do find it, we’ll come right in.” My hands were tied behind me as we drove up to the big house. Steve shoved me towards the door. A large dumb looking guy answered the bell. “Tell Lockhart he owes me ten grand,” Steve told the henchman. We were led through the house to a room kinda like the library at Mitch’s dad’s house. Two more henchmen and a man I assumed was Lockhart were there. He walked over to me and took my chin in his hand, turning my head side to side. “So you’re Chad. You kind of resemble my mother. I hated her too. You and your brother have caused me enough problems.” I was scared shitless, but I wanted to sound brave. My voice trembled when I said, “What are you talking about? I don’t have a brother.” “Well, you won’t have for long, I’ll see to that as soon as we find him.” Then to his goons he said, “Take him out and plant him next to his bitch of a mother.” Plant me next to my mom? I charged at him head first, catching him off guard, ramming into his belly. “What did you do to my mom?” I yelled as two henchmen grabbed me. Lockhart had doubled over having his breath knocked out of him. He straightened up, and glared at me. “You worthless piece of shit!” he seethed. “It was going to be quick and painless. A quick bullet to your head and dropped into the ground. Now, I’m going to take care of you myself, I think I’ll start with a bullet to each knee, then maybe your hands. If I’m feeling generous, I’ll leave your little dick intact before I blow your brains all over the woods.” The two goons dragged me out of the house and shoved me into the backseat of an SUV. Lockhart got in up front, and one of the goons got in beside me, the other, into the driver’s seat. I was crying. My mom wasn’t a great person, but she was my mom. I looked at Lockhart and said, “Who are you? Why are you doing this?” “Stop sniveling, you little pussy. I can’t believe you came out of my balls. Your tramp mom has been bleeding me for years. It ends today.” Then he laughed maniacally. “Well it actually ended awhile back, when I put a bullet in her brain.” When we came to a stop, another SUV pulled up behind us. Steve and the third goon got out and retrieved shovels from the back of it. I was marched into the woods till we came to a small clearing. “Say hello to your mother,” Lockhart said, pointing at a mound of dirt. Steve held me as the goons started digging next to the mound. “Um, Boss. You didn’t forget about my money did you?” Lockhart reached into his pocket and pulled out a bundle of bills. “You’re such a piece of shit. Selling your own nephew,” he said shaking his head. “You’re one to talk. You’re about to torture and kill your own son,” I said glaring at him. “Well, look who grew a pair. Since you’re at least sounding like you might be related to me, you can make this less painful if you can tell me where to find that whore Dixie and her brat.” I spit in his face. He slapped me so hard I saw stars. “Oh, I’m going to enjoy what I’m about to do to you,” Lockhart sneered, pulling a gun from a shoulder holster. “Lockhart, drop the gun!” It was Mitch’s voice. Suddenly I was knocked to the ground. Gunfire rang out all around me. I couldn’t breathe, something heavy was on my chest. The gunfire continued, it sounded like all hell had broken loose. When it finally ended, the weight was lifted off me, and I opened my eyes to see Mitch smiling down at me. “Are you okay, Baby?” I threw my arms around his neck. “Oh Mitch, I was so scared.” I looked around. Steve was standing there with blood running down his arm. Cops were everywhere. One henchman was sitting in the hole they had just dug, with a gaping hole in his chest. Another lay face down over my mom’s grave. The other was being handcuffed by an officer. Lockhart was screaming in pain, apparently shot in both knees. “My mom is under there,” I pointed out to Mitch. “Yes, we know. Dad told me.” Mitch said. “I’m sorry Chad.” Mitch turned to Steve. “Thank you for what you did.” “What I….? Uh. Yeah sure.” I later learned it was Steve on top of me. He had caught the first shot fired by Lockhart. He had started to run, the bullet hit him, spun him around and he fell on me. Of course he took credit for saving my life, the bullet was probably meant for me. “Lockhart, you’ll be pleased to know the boys will share your mother’s estate. And by the time they finish with you in Civil court, they’ll have your share too. But don’t worry, I’ve arranged for you to be cellmates with Jerome. He’s 6′ 5″, two fifty, and I hear his cock is a foot long and thick. Oh, and he loves white guys. I don’t think you’ll put up much of a fight with both your legs in casts. Your trial should come up in about a year, but maybe you’ll have a similar cellmate in prison. I’ll see what I can do for you.” Rex stayed one more night before we drove him back to Chicago. One very busy night, Mitch and I both fucked him. He called the next day to tell us his boyfriend wasn’t mad. In fact he got very excited hearing about all that we did. Mitch’s dad somehow arranged for me to stay with Mitch. His firm also oversees the estate that Rex and I inherited. We did annihilate Lockhart in civil court, now he can’t afford a good lawyer for his murder trial. He’s also charged with three counts of attempted murder, kidnapping, child endangerment, and a slew of lesser charges. He’ll never see the light of day again. We sold the Lockhart house and furnishings. Rex and I get a monthly stipend until we turn eighteen when we’ll get around a hundred million each. Mitch bought a four bedroom house that he and I live in. Rex and his boyfriend are planning to move in with us and attend college here. I have a feeling it’s going to be a lot of fun. © Cutter09 Please send comments: Cutter09 would love to hear what you think of the story! 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