Spinning around he started back upstairs but his mother stopped him, after looking at this nose for signsof damage she made the twins apologize. They ...oth did so with flamshooting out of there eyes. He slipped past them and escaped out thebackdoor. Rounding the garage, he ducked into an attached shed that hisDad kept all the yard tools in and slumped to the floor visibly shakingfrom the encounter.The shed was directly under the kitchen window and he could still hearhis mother yelling at the. When, finally, I felt the bed sink beneath his weight, I opened my eyes. Stared directly into his and pulled his mouth to mine for the first of many kisses we would share. His soft groans filled my mouth and the taste of him demanded further exploration. My tongue searched him, looking for any traces of doubt, and finding none, continued on its journey. Unbidden, my hands had tangled themselves into his hair. Even if he had wanted to, he couldn’t have escaped me. As our kiss deepened my fingers. I grinned as big a crack addict about to get stoned as I downloaded it.. Oh. It was just a "hey".. Fuck. I replied with "Hey.. Empty message huh?" I unplugged my phone and went to get in the shower.Under the warm spray I started thinking about him again. I imagined him kissing me and I staring rubbing all over my chest. I let out a small moan and let my hand travel down to my dick. I pretended like he was playing with my balls while I was jerking off. My legs bucked as I shot rope after rope of. Immediately after the death I became Clyde'slive-in carer so I was there beside him at my own funeral, which was asurreal experience. I listened as President Nixon delivered anothereulogy and called me 'one of the giants, whose long life brimmed overwith magnificent achievement and dedicated service to this country whichhe loved so well.' Donnie was buried in the Congressional Cemetery inWashington, D.C., next to the graves of my parents and my sister, whodied in infancy. I'd have preferred it.