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Subject: Ashton and Noah Chapter III Ashton and Noah Chapter III Before we begin, let’s get the necessary stuff out of the way. This story (maybe not necessarily this chapter) will contain scenes of sex between a minor and adult. If that offends you, you’re free to leave. If it’s prohibited to read such things because of location/age/whatever you’re free to leave. If you’re okay with that, keep reading. Nifty needs your help to continue. Feel free to give `til it hurts! Also, your kind words are the only payment us Nifty authors receive. This story is the property of the author, (me), who gives Nifty a license to display the story. This story is not to be displayed on any other website. All rights reserved. Now that we’ve got that out of the way, let’s get on with the show! When I had fallen asleep with Noah in my arms, I was warm and happy. I could only hope he felt the same way. However, waking up was a different story. Rather, being woken up. A loud burst of cannon fire jolted me awake. I bolted upright, and then rolled off the bed, taking cover. The cannon fired again. This time, with my head clearing, I realized it was accompanied by music. Apparently Noah was blasting the “1812 Overture” on my stereo. After another blast of cannon fire, the volume abruptly dropped. He must have found the volume control. Picking myself up off the floor, I decided to attend to an important matter of business. When I was done in the bathroom, I headed downstairs to attend to Noah. The “1812 Overture” had given way to the “Tannhauser Overture” He was lounging on the couch. No, he was pretty much sulking on the couch, his face contorted in a scowl, his feet up on the Tony Montana glass coffee table. I decided to be gentle. “Hey there. Good morning, Noah. I hope you’re feeling better.” “I’m not no fag,” he said, glaring at the stereo as if it had somehow offended him. “I never said you were,” I said, sitting down in an easy chair. “I don’t like the idea of having a dick up my ass,” he grumped. “It sounds like a real pain in the ass. I don’t see much point to it. Don’t you get your dick all covered in shit? Why would anyone want to put their dick in a hole where shit comes out?” “You’re losing me, Noah. I’m not sure what your point is, and why you’ve brought this up.” I was trying to figure out what was going on here and how to keep him from exploding and walking out again. “You have sex with guys. You were engaged to one once. Everyone knows it. You haven’t hidden it at all. Now, I show up, we shower because I’m a pussy and scared, and then you get hard, and for some damn reason, I get hard as well. I even stroked my cock! I wasn’t thinking clearly and now we’re going to have sex!” Through sheer force of will, I was able to keep my cock from getting hard. I wanted to have sex with Noah. I wanted to run my fingers through his hair, kiss his soft looking lips, cup and squeeze his beautiful bubble butt and suck his cock until he orgasmed while in my mouth. “We don’t have to have sex. If we did, I’d get into a lot of trouble if we got caught. I prefer to have sex with people over 18, so we’re both consenting adults.” I said this gently to try and ease his mind. “Just because we showered together doesn’t mean that we have to have sex. There’s a difference between making someone feel warm and safe and having sex. I’d never dream of making you do anything you wouldn’t want to do. Forcing you to have sex with me is rape, and I’m not that kind of person. I’m a smart responsible guy. If I can’t find someone to have sex with, I know how to use my hand.” That got a small smile from Noah. “Ashton,” he said, “I get so much hate from people at school because I don’t have a girlfriend, or anyone to date. Not that there’s much of a choice. It’s a small school. So many people in town can be narrow minded and straight laced when it comes to sex. Guy on guy sex is a taboo here.” “Noah, you’re a kid. You don’t need to have a girlfriend or a boyfriend to enjoy life. Just a friend. You need you be able to enjoy being a kid, enjoy growing up, enjoy not having adult responsibilities or adult problems.” He looked at his hands as if they were entertaining. I looked at my own hands because I didn’t want to make him uncomfortable by looking at him too long. “I’ve never even been kissed yet. It’s so embarrassing when other kids I go to school with have been kissed and I haven’t.” “You’re worrying about it too much,” I said gently. “You don’t need to be kissed right away. It’ll happen when it happens. No need to rush it. Your first kiss should be something that’s romantic, makes you happy, and worth remembering.” “Do you remember your first kiss?” I thought back. I could remember every detail. “It was with a guy named Javier. It was in the parking garage of a hospital. We were teens. I remember that he had whiskers that kind of scratched me as we kissed. We even did a bit of French kissing. Our arms were around each other, and I felt like I was walking on a cloud.” “That sounds nice,” he admitted. “So, assuming if I kiss you, your goatee would scratch me?” “I don’t think it would. When it’s stubble, my facial hair is scratchy. But my goatee is actually soft and not at all painful.” He looked at me, with kind of a nervous glimpse. “Can…can I touch it?” “Of course. It’s only a goatee. It’s not like you’re banging on a nuclear weapon with a sledgehammer.” “I’m sorry,” Noah said nervously. “It’s just…” “It’s okay. I don’t judge and I won’t make you feel like an ass,” I said to reassure him. He got up, and walked over to where I was sitting. Tentatively, he stretched out his hand, and gently touched my goatee. “It is soft like you said,” Noah murmured. He was gently my facial hair, and I was relishing in his soft hand touching my face. “All my life, I’ve had soft facial hair when it’s grown.” “All my life I’ve never known anyone with facial hair. Everyone at the store is clean shaven. It’s for sanitary reasons.” He sat on my leg, caressing my face. I could feel my pulse. It was like my heart was pounding in my throat. No close contact with anyone had made me feel like this. I wanted to wrap my arms around him and make out with him. I could feel my cock start to harden and demand to be touched and stroked. Noah jumped up like he’d been shocked. I was so into him touching me that I hadn’t realized that my cock had been pressing against him. He stalked back to the couch and sat down. I cleared my throat. “Sorry about that, Noah. It’s an automatic reaction. My dick’s got a mind of its own. I can’t control it. Close contact, and bam! It gets hard, and won’t go down until I’ve got its mind on other things.” Noah shot me a look, but I couldn’t interpret it. “Kind of like mine. It always gets hard and then I have to masturbate and cum like two or three times before it goes soft.” “I remember being your age. I had to jerk it three or four times a day just to keep my dick happy.” I hoped that talking about something exciting like jerking off would help soften his mood. “Remember last night in the shower, when I told you I’d seen dicks on the internet before?” He looked at me again. “Yeah, I remember,” I said, my heart fluttering at remembering his naked body. “I’ve always looked at straight porn on the internet because that’s what society thinks is normal. But…” he trailed off. “It’s okay. Go on,” I said gently. “But…I’ve never been into women’s bodies. They’re nice to look at, I guess, but I’ve always found myself looking more at the dicks on guys or at their asses and ball sacks.” “Despite what society says about what’s normal, they don’t know jack shit about what’s normal for you.” Noah smiled at this. Not his usual million dollar smile, but it was enough to make me think I was on the right track. “It doesn’t matter what you look at for pleasure, so long as it’s not illegal. I mean, one of my friends took magazines from his step dad, and it was straight porn. We looked at them and jerked off together. He didn’t care I liked looking at the guys more than he liked looking at the women. I didn’t force myself on him, or make başakşehir escort him feel uncomfortable because I preferred guys over girls. I tried to be interested in girls, but I could never feel about them the way he felt about girls.” “So, it’s normal for a guy to like guys?” Noah asked. “It’s perfectly normal, Noah. There are guys who like girls. There are girls who like guys. There are girls who like girls, and there are guys who like guys. It’s absolutely perfectly fine if for any of that to happen.” He looked at me, tears in his eyes. I could tell they were tears of gratitude because he was smiling and looking happy. “Thanks, Ashton. You’ve made plenty of things clear. It’s not something that’s easy to talk about because it’s not an easy subject.” He got up, and surprised me by giving me a hug. I wrapped my arms around him, and hugged back. Then I was really surprised when he gently placed his lips on mine and kissed me. I wanted to make this special for him. I wanted him to remember this moment for years to come. I drew him closer to me, and gently placed my hand on the back of his neck. His tongue probed my lips and I parted them. I felt his hot slick tongue probe my mouth and touch my own tongue. Noah moaned in pleasure, and I echoed it. It was one of the best kisses I’d ever received. I did my best to make sure it was the best kiss Noah had ever received. My cock was throbbing against my shorts, and as he drew even closer to me, I could feel Noah’s own erection, rubbing against me. Finally, he pulled back, breathing heavy. “Oh my god,” he gasped. “That was so awesome. I could never imagine a kiss could feel so wonderful!” “Yeah, kisses and cuddles are great.” I agreed. “Is sex even better?” I should have expected the question, but I didn’t. “Well, sex is indeed enjoyable, for the top and bottom. It helps if you do things that you know your partner likes,” I said carefully. “Ash, you’re a good looking guy. You’ve shown me more love and care and respect than I’ve received from my own father. Since you’re not a family member, I want to have sex with you. After you left the store yesterday, my heart did a little leap every time I thought of you. I biked to your place because I wanted to see you again.” I was stunned. This beautiful blonde haired, blue eyed twelve year old wanted to have sex? With me, no less! When I was his age, I would have fucked anything with an asshole. I wanted him to understand things, and having all my blood currently in my cock didn’t help matters. “Noah…I would love to have sex with you. You’re a beautiful boy. You’re gorgeous. You’re adorable, and have a great body. But I’m an adult, you’re a minor. If I had sex with you, consensual or not, I’d be in a lot of trouble. Sure, you could say we didn’t do anything illegal, but the people with the badges and in the courts would have the weight of their law on their side.” “I promise, Ashton. I’d never tell on you about what we might do together.” He placed his hands on my chest, then ran then under my shirt and massaged my chest a bit. It was quickly becoming clear who would win this battle. It was two against one. Beautiful Noah and my traitorous cock against me. One thought was clear in my mind. “I would love to get naked and do things with you, Noah, but we can’t have sex right away,” before I could finish my thought, he broke in. “Is it because of me? Is there something wrong with me? My height? My cock size? I can’t control those things!” “Nonononono!” I exclaimed. “You’re beautiful and perfect in every way. It’s your hole, Noah. You’re young, and your ass is small. It needs stretching and preparation before we can have sex.” “But we can kiss and things without it?” he asked, looking me in my eyes. I looked back into his beautiful blue eyes and nodded. Grabbing my hand, he pulled me up to my feet, and up to my bedroom. He laid on the bed, and beckoned me to come close. “Be gentle with me,” he whispered in my ear. “It’s my first time doing anything like this.” “Beautiful, wonderful, and perfect Noah. There is no way I’d mistreat you, especially in a precious and special moment such as this.” After whispering this in his ear, I kissed it. I moved my way down. I kissed his neck, his cheek, and back to his soft and full lips. He moaned as I kissed his lips, and then removed his shirt. I gently kissed his throat and then the space in between his nipples. Kissing my way around his torso, I avoided the fresh bruises and the ones that were fading. I kissed my way down to his belly and went back up again. My hand went to between his legs, and fondled his cloth covered cock. Looking down, I could see it was straining to escape and be free. Noah ran his hands up my arms and all over my back. He buried his face into my neck and moaned in happiness. He kissed my neck and then moved and gently rubbed my chest through my shirt. I quickly removed my shirt and shorts and then after I untied the draw string, I pulled Noah’s shorts off. He lifted his butt to help me out. Lying beside him the red head of my cock was resting on his thigh. His own four inch erect cock was pointing straight up. Rolling onto his side, he looked at me, eyeing me up and down. “You’re beautiful,” he said, his voice thick with emotion. “I love you, Ashton.” “I love you too, Noah.” saying that, I knew that it was true. I loved him. I’d do anything for him. I leaned over and tongued his nipple. Gently, I took it into my mouth, and began sucking and gently biting it. He sighed in happiness and weaved his fingers in my hair with one hand. With the other, he reached over and took hold of my hand. I moved to his other nipple, and began licking and sucking it. His breathing increased as I gave him more and more pleasure. I kissed my way down his torso again, and stopped just before I reached his throbbing cock. “please, suck it” he begged me in a hoarse voice. Wanting to comply, but also wanting to delay the pleasure a little bit longer, I moved and kissed the insides of his thighs, and then licked his ball sack which was hanging loose. Gently, I took one of his testicles into my mouth, and sucked. Noah groaned in happiness and pleasure. I let out a moan of my own, and took the other into my mouth. After his balls were sufficiently sucked, I licked his hard throbbing shaft. “Oh, Ash, that feels really good! Don’t stop” Noah gasped, thrusting his hips into the air. I wrapped my free hand around the hard shaft, and stroked him a few times before wrapping my lips around his dick and I began sucking. I didn’t show any finesse. This was just pure love and lust. Slurping noises emanated from my mouth as I worked his shaft deeper and deeper into my mouth as I kept sucking that beautifully hard dick. I swirled my tongue around on his sensitive head, and was rewarded with more thrusting and moaning. I could easily take all four inches into my mouth, and I did so, my nose pressing against the as yet, hair-free pubic area. I alternately sucked and licked his dick. I reached around, and wormed my hand between his body and the bed spread. I cupped and squeezed his beautifully soft ass cheek. It wasn’t too long before he was moaning my name, and thrusting into my mouth as his orgasm wracked his body. I could feel his dick throb in my mouth as Noah had his dry orgasm. Crawling back up to be face to face with him, his eyes were half closed as he enjoyed his post orgasm bliss. I wrapped my arms around him, and brought him close. I kissed his forehead and then his lips. A few moments later, I felt his hand wrap around my still erect cock. He gave it a few experimental strokes and then looked into my eyes. I nodded, and he began kissing my chest. He fingered and rubbed my nipples and then he worked his way down to my cock. He stroked it a few more times. “What’s this stuff coming out? Is it cum? Did you cum already?” Noah asked his voice curious. “No, that’s called precum. It happens when I get aroused and close to intimacy.” “Wow, your cock is positively dripping with it. Is it because of me?” he asked. “Yes, Noah. You drive me and my cock wild.” halkalı escort I could feel his tongue touching my engorged cock head, lapping up some of my pre. “It tastes nice,” Noah said. “I like it.” He continued to lick my cock and then he gagged as he tried to suck too much of it. “Easy, Noah. Take it slow, a bit at a time until you can get used to having something big and thick in your mouth.” He carefully inserted the head and about an inch into his mouth. Though it wasn’t much, it was one of the best blow jobs I’d ever had. Noah grasped my throbbing shaft with one hand and began jerking me as he sucked and licked the tip. Moaning in pleasure, I resisted the urge to thrust my cock into Noah’s mouth. I grabbed the back of his head and guided the pace of his mouth bobbing up and down on my cock. In a few minutes, I was close to orgasm, and stopped him. I pulled up face to face, and kissed him again. “Roll onto your stomach.” Obediently, Noah rolled onto his stomach. Trailing my hands down his smooth soft back, I ran my hands over his perfect bubble butt. I straddled him, and gently placed my cock between his ass cheeks. “This isn’t sex, but it’s as close as we can get.” I slow began thrusting, my cock sliding easily between his cheeks. They grabbed my cock as if they were made for it. Noah reached his hand back, and I took it in mine, squeezing it, telling him things I couldn’t tell him verbally. He squeezed back, responding to my thrusts and squeezes. I admired how his ass moved in time with my cock thrusting. With my free hand, I massaged his butt cheeks, admiring how smooth and soft it felt. My breathing got heaver as I got closer to orgasm. “Noah, I’m cumming. I’m going to cum,” I panted. Rolling over, Noah took hold of my cock, and began jerking it. After a few jerks, I came, shooting several ropes of hot white cum all over his beautiful chest. He kept jerking me, and milked my dick until there was nothing left. He slid down, and took my softening cock into his hot and eager mouth, and sucked me clean. I collapsed next to him completely spent. Noah swiped his fingers through the puddles of cum on his chest. Gently, he tasted one finger. “It tastes kind of salty, but it’s also kind of nice. I hope my own cum will taste just as good when I’m able to make it.” “I’m sure you will,” I said. Gently, he sucked on one cum covered finger. I leaned over and sucked another. When his fingers were clean, he leaned over and kissed me. I could taste my cum on his tongue. “Come on, let’s get cleaned up and have something to eat.” Nodding, Noah stood up and headed to the shower. I admired his ass for a second before getting up and joining him. Adjusting the shower to a nice warm temperature, we stepped in. We embraced again like we did the night before, but this time it was different. We kissed as the hot water cascaded over us, and ran our hands over the other’s body. I reached for the shampoo, and gently massaged it into his long blonde hair. He smiled through the suds, and I kissed his lips as the suds were rinsed away. Pushing me down a bit so it’d be easier for him, he applied some shampoo to my own hair. The suds swirled down the drain as he ran his fingers through my hair to help rinse it clean. Lathering up a wash cloth with some body wash, I gently scrubbed his chest so it was free of my cum. As I cleaned his body, I kissed each part. My favorite was kissing his cock and balls after I’d cleaned them. Smiling, Noah took the cloth from me, and scrubbed me clean, kissing as he went. When he finished, we embraced. Our cocks were hard again, and I reached down and began jacking our cocks together. Reaching around and pulling me closer to him, Noah began licking and kissing my nipples. I leaned down and began kissing and licking his neck. I didn’t want to leave any visible hickies. Within minutes, Noah was shuddering in my arms as his second orgasm rolled through him. His ecstasy pushed me over the edge, and I was bucking my hips, feeling my cock pulse as it shot out several ropes of sticky white cum. Gasping, we clung to each other until we’d recovered enough to stand on our own. I turned off the water, and grabbed a towel and gave him a rub down, being gentle with his cock which had returned to normal size. Taking a towel for himself, he rubbed me dry, and together we went into the bedroom again. “I’m going to need more clothes,” I said as I looked at what I had that was clean. “I didn’t plan on sharing my wardrobe with someone. Much less someone who’s smaller than me.” “There’s a town about twenty miles away. It has a mall with everything you’ll need for clothes and stuff,” Noah said beside me. “I can show you where it is. The store’s closed on Sundays so Fish won’t need me.” … Ninety minutes later, we had eaten, and were pulling into the parking lot of the mall. “Do you think they’ll be open?” Noah asked as we climbed out of my car. “It’s retail. They value money more than the downtime of employees. They’ll be open.” Resisting the urge to take him by the hand, we walked into the mall. Noah guided me to a directory of the mall. Scanning the list of stores available, I found one that would most likely have everything we needed. Quietly, so nobody could hear us as we walked towards the store, I said “Keep it cool, and don’t do anything that’ll get me into trouble. Call me Uncle Ashton. Everyone knows I don’t have kids of my own, so calling me dad would tip them off.” Nodding, Noah said “I understand, Uncle. It’ll be just another day of an uncle and his nephew together at the mall.” Walking into the store, we found that it had everything Noah needed if he’d be staying at my place. We found him socks, pants, and shirts that fit his frame. When we were browsing for underwear, he said he wanted to try on a pair of each kind to decide what suited him best. A sales associate guided him to the dressing rooms, and I stood nearby, browsing shirts for myself. “Psst. Hey, Uncle Ashton!” It took a second to register that I was being paged. I turned around until I saw Noah’s head poking out of the dressing room door. He beckoned to me with his index finger. I quickly hurried over to his dressing room, and he let me in. He was standing naked before me. Before I could appreciate his naked body, he spoke. “I don’t know what kind of underwear to pick. I like boxer briefs like yours, but I want your opinion.” He pulled on a pair of black briefs. His boner was obvious. It filled out the underwear nicely, but I wanted to see how everything looked before making the final choice. “That looks nice Noah, but I want to see everything.” Noah turned around, giving me a view of his perfect bubble butt and how the briefs caressed his sweet globes of flesh. “You just want to see me naked again, don’t you?” he said with a devilish grin. “Of course I do. But I also want to see you be properly clothed.” After he took off the briefs, I leaned in and gave his cock a few strokes. I kissed him to smother any moans he may have made. “With that kind of asking, I’ll do anything for you,” he breathed in my ear. He tried on boxers next, and then after some more stroking and kissing, he pulled on a pair of blue boxer briefs. “I like these the most,” he said, adjusting the waistband. “They do fit you better, and if you’re excited, it won’t show as much.” I cupped his crotch in my hand, and kissed his lips. I could feel his cock throb through the cloth. I could feel my own getting erect. I needed to get onto other matters or else we’d have sex in the dressing room. I wouldn’t mind that, but I didn’t want to get caught. “Get dressed. We’ll pay for everything you’ve got.” I said, handing him the shirt he’d borrowed from my closet. “You can change in the car so you’re wearing clothes that fit nicely.” Nodding, Noah got dressed. Clutching clothes close to our bodies to hide our obvious erections, we made our way to the counter to purchase everything. In the time it took to ring up and fold the clothes into bags, my erect cock had deflated. Noah looked at me and nodded and I knew that his dick had gone down as well. “Is that all?” Alice the şirinevler escort sales associate asked me. “Yeah, that’ll do for now, thanks.” “Your total is two hundred and seventy five dollars and twenty two cents, sir.” Tugging on my sleeve, Noah pulled me down so he could whisper into my ear. “I can’t pay you back. It’s too much to spend on me.” “It’s no problem. I can afford it. I love you, and want the best for you. You’re worth all this and more,” I whispered back. “I love you too, Ashton. Thank you.” Sliding my black American Express card across the counter, I began loading Noah up with the bags we’d accumulated from our shopping in the store. Signing the sales slip, I picked up the last of our bags, and we left the store. “So where now?” Noah asked me. “Water, thirty five liters. Carbon, twenty kilograms. Ammonia, four liters.” My phone was ringing. I plucked it from my pocket, and slid my thumb to answer the call, silencing Edward Elric’s recitation of the ingredients in the average adult human body. “Hey, Cyrus. Tell me you’ve got good news” I listened and smiled. It was good news indeed. Smiling at Noah, I pointed to another store we had to now go in because of the news. Frowning, he looked at me but obediently followed me into the store. It was a fine clothing store. Suits hung from racks. Ties and belts were organized by color. “Why do we need to shop for a suit?” Noah asked. “Suits, plural. We need to look sharp for tomorrow morning.” “What’s happening tomorrow?” Setting down our shopping, I gently nudged him so he could get measured and fitted for a suit. “I’ll tell you later. Get something dark, and I’ll pick out some ties and belts for us. When you’re finished, it’ll be my turn.” “Okay, Ashton. I trust you.” Browsing through their collection, I picked out a tie for myself, and a clip on for Noah. Collecting belts to add to our haul, I headed over to where Noah was being fitted and submitted myself to being measured. Luckily enough, our frames were the right size so we bought our black suits right off the racks. “Now, we can head to the car.” I said. Dumping our shopping in the trunk, and hanging the suits in the back, I continued. “Also, now I can tell you what that was about.” “Well, don’t hold back,” Noah said, buckling his seat belt. Buckling my own belt, I started the car. “Well, the state police have arrested your father for abuse. Also, there’s a seldom used state law that says that plaintiffs of a case that is handled by Social Services can have a judge fast track and determine where the minor or minors can be safely placed into the custody of a legal guardian appointed by the court, but said case must be handled in twenty four hours or less.” “What?” Noah was clearly perplexed. “Your dad’s in jail, and likely to remain so. Tomorrow there will be a hearing for a petition to make me your legal guardian. We wear the suits so we’ll look nice.” “Is that really going to happen? That’d be awesome!” Noah turned his face to me when I stopped at a light. I could see tears of happiness in his eyes. But as I looked, he became downcast. “Noah? What’s wrong?” I queried. “I don’t want to tell anyone about what’s happened to me. It’s…embarrassing. Having to sleep on a cot in the store, not having a proper bedroom at home. It’s really more of a corner of the floor to sleep in.” His voice shook. I remained silent until we were on the interstate and I didn’t need my right hand to shift gears. I took him by the hand. “Noah,” I said, keeping my eyes on the road, but ears and heart on the boy in the passenger seat. “I love you, and wouldn’t deliberately do anything to hurt you or make you do something you don’t want. But the thing is, the most compelling testimony will come from you. You’ll be able to convince the judge that your father is unfit to raise you. You’ll be able to convince the judge that I’m better suited to raise you.” “But what if they don’t believe me?” He sniffed. I could understand he was really scared. “I get that it can be intimidating and scary. But I promise you this. Endure this moment of unpleasantness, and things will be much better for you.” “I want you there,” Noah said firmly. “I’ll be there with you. I promise.” I pulled into the parking lot of a small medical clinic that was open every day. “Why are we here?” Noah asked me as I turned the car off. “Tipping the odds in our favor for tomorrow.” We walked in and were greeted by a friendly receptionist. I explained that Noah needed a complete physical check-up and that to help calm him, I’d submit to one as well. Everything went well until it was time to talk about immunizations. My shots were up to date. However, Noah hadn’t been to the doctor in several years, and as a result was missing several inoculations. “Will the shots hurt?” Noah fearfully asked. “They’ll hurt a little,” I admitted. But it’s a small price to pay for good health. “I’m doing fine as I am! I feel great! I don’t need shots!” Noah exclaimed. “Could I borrow a stethoscope?” I asked the doctor. “There’s a little thing I want to do to calm him down.” Wiping the stethoscope with alcohol pads, the doctor handed it to me. “Noah, come here.” I got him settled in my lap. “Put this on, and listen to my heart.” Noah plugged the ear pieces in, and taking his hand in mine, I placed the chest piece in his hand, and then placed it under my shirt and above my heart. “Can you hear it okay?” I asked him. I felt him nod. After a few moments, I could feel the tension ease out of his body. Gently removing an ear piece, I whispered in his ear. “Noah. I love you. You know that.” He nodded against my chest again. “I would never let anyone do you harm. My heart beats for you. It’s full of love for you. I know that getting some shots might seem scary, but it’s for the greater good. I know you feel perfectly fine, but it’s better to have them and not need them, then need them, and not have them. Do you understand?” Again, another nod against my chest. I replaced the ear piece and let him listen to a few more minutes. When I judged him to be hypnotized by listening to my heart, I nodded at the doctor and nurse. Working quickly, they gave him the necessary shots. Noah didn’t even notice. When they were finished, I rubbed his back to wake him up. “Okay, I’m ready,” he announced. “They’re already finished. Check your arm,” I said quietly. Looking at the Band-Aids on his arm, he looked surprised. “I didn’t even feel a thing. Are you sure they’re done?” “They sure are. Let’s pay, and get copies of your records. They’ll help us tomorrow.” “Okay, Ash. Thanks for everything. I owe you a lot.” Noah stood up, and took my hand and though I didn’t need help to stand, I allowed him to help me up. It was so nice to hold his soft hand in mine. Arriving back at the cabin, we unpacked, and Noah was heading to my bedroom to place his new clothes when I stopped him. “As much as I want to share a bed and a closet with you, if we’re to get visits from Social Services, it’s best if we put up a false front.” “What?” he looked puzzled. “You can sleep with me in my bed if you want, but you’ll have to put your clothes and other possessions in another bedroom. Use a different bathroom. I want to present all evidence that we’re sleeping in different rooms, and that we’re using our own different facilities.” “Oh. Okay.” Smiling his million dollar smile, Noah scampered off to a guest bedroom. I went to my bedroom and hung up my new suit. I stretched out on the bed, and thought of everything that had happened over the past few days, and everything that could happen over the next few days. Soon, Noah joined me, and snuggled up close to me. I kissed him, and closed my eyes. Yes. I was quite happy with how things were turning out. I could only hope that things went our way tomorrow. Well, that’s it for Chapter III. One scene of nudity, but there will be more in Chapter IV. As I said, it’ll be spread out over several chapters, both story and sex. Sorry it took so long, work decided to try to make me a casualty of 2016. Too much work, not enough time for writing. But enough of my griping. I’ll get to work on Chapter IV tomorrow. If all goes well, I’ll get it posted in a week or so. Thanks for waiting! Keep on reading! Questions? Comments? Smart remarks? Waffle recipes? The atomic weight of cobalt? Feel free to send me a message via ail

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