Devil Dawg Donnelly's

JD looked at his phone, it had been at least an hour since he left Timmy alone with Billy and JD was heading back now, if everything had gone according to plan, then his brother should have gotten what he wanted.

JD hated the thought of turning Timmy over to his sibling, he was afraid he'd hurt him, yeah Timmy liked it kinda rough, but he also liked to cuddle too and make out before and after and JD just couldn't see his big badass bro doing any of that except the rough part.

Worse yet, JD feared Timmy would hate him for this, that he'd blame him for it (which was kinda true) but JD knew, that the only thing his brother wanted from Timmy was sex, he'd use him abuse him and toss him aside, he'd never make out with him, would probably never cuddle with him he'd never do any of that other stuff, he didn't know Timmy like he did, he's never seen him doing his gymnastics, how graceful and talented he truly is, no, all his brother would ever want from him would be to use him for sex, just a wham bam get the fuck out until I need you next time man.

As he was heading back, JD dreaded what he'd find, a bruised and battered Timmy was his biggest fear, how would Timmy explain that to his homophobic parents. No, Billy didn't care for Timmy, he hasn't sat with him while he cries about how hard it is for him at home, how his parents are always on him to do better, be perfect, like some kind of programmable robot, living their lives vicariously through their 18 year old son, expecting him, no insisting he be all virginal and chaste and save himself for his future wife, a wife they would help him pick.

Timmy lived in constant fear his parents would find out he's gay, that somehow, someway he'd slip up and they'd find out and send him away to some fix the gay group.

Not that everything was hopeless for Timmy, he did have a sort of plan, be as good as he can with the gymnastics, win a scholarship and go far, far away to college and never look back, get a good education, find a good job and fall in love with some hot guy and live his life openly without shame and free from his family's emotional shackles.

JD quickened his pace, he needed to get back there, he needed to make sure Timmy was okay, make sure his brother hadn't hurt him, but most of all he needed Timmy not to hate him, he really did care for him, it may not be love, but JD was sure it was more than just friendship that they shared, which was way more than he felt for that bitch Andrea or any of her viper squad, all those girls knew damn well all he ever did with any of them was a couple of make out sessions, never anything below belt, never, not until that stupid pre Halloween party Blake Riley had thrown, and Andrea and her entire viper squad was there with her, how she kept handing him beers and then rubbing on him constantly, if it wasn't her it was one of the others.

He'd learned later on from one of his other buds, that Andrea and her nasty bitch friends had laced the beer they were passing out to select jocks, with Viagra and it was Andrea's plan to get one of them to knock her up, she didn't really care who and JD was the poor unfortunate sap that fell afoul of her nefarious plans.

Seems poor abused (yeah, that's sarcasm) Andrea was fed up with mommy and daddy constantly trying to tell her what to do, she wanted to make a statement, she wanted to do the one thing that would piss them off the most and she got what she wanted, JD fell for it, he didn't listen to his dad, he directly did exactly what his dad had told him not too, and to make it all the more worse, he realized that that made him no better than Andrea, hell, JD wasn't even that interested in girls, he'd had his eye on Timmy Anderson for quite some time, he just hadn't worked up the balls to do anything about it.

Now his dad was always mad at him, and with good reason and he had his brother and Baxter and even his uncle Carl constantly breathing down his neck.

That's why JD had been trying to take it all in stride and play it cool and low key, but then that opportunity with Timmy arose, kind of like they were being thrust together, stars in alignment sort of thing and they hit it right off and it was like they couldn't keep there hands off of each other, yeah sure it was mostly just lust but there was something else there too, but now, JD was afraid he'd thrown it all away, whatever "it" turned out to be...

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Timmy was licking his balls again, Billy just moaned and let him, it felt so good, even though he'd just shot the biggest load of his life less than ten minutes ago, he was already boned up again, rock hard and droolin'.

Billy was kind of holding off however, he knew his little brother would be back soon and he didn't want to start something they might not have time to finish.

This was a good thing, he didn't want to spoil it, or push his luck, and he didn't want to replace JD in this kids affections, he knew that much when after they had recovered enough and their breathing was back to normal, that Timmy had moved up his body (licking his way up that is) and tried to kiss him.

Billy stopped him of course, he didn't love this kid, yeah what they did was mind blowing and extremely fun, but this was no love story and he wasn't looking for a boyfriend, nor did he want Timmy to think he did, nor did Billy want to ever be accused he led him on, no Billy thought it best he nip that right in the bud before it started, this was just about getting off for him, nothing more, he'd leave the romance to his brother, he got the distinct feeling there was something going on there anyway, in the beginning stages he'd bet, but it was obvious JD felt something for him, he hadn't quite made up his mind about Timmy though, since he just tried to kiss him, but he'd leave that to JD and Timmy to figure out, it had nothing to do with him.

Billy heard the front door open and could tell by the footsteps it was JD, he could see the shadow of someone's feet underneath his door and he hollered at JD to come in.

JD wasn't surprised seeing Timmy licking Billy's big hairy balls, he was surprised that Timmy didn't stop, just turned his head slightly, smiled up at him all the while continuing to lap his big brother's ball-sack. lick it like it was a big ol' lollipop.

"Ya might be back just a little early bro" Billy said, smiling down at Timmy and cupping his chin in his hand and stroking his cherubic cheek with his thumb.

"Why can't he just join us?" Timmy said, smiling like a cheap slut while looking hopefully back and forth between Billy and JD.

"Wuh?" Billy groaned unhappily: "You gonna suck us both off at the same time, you could barely fit my dick in your mouth by itself?"

Timmy giggled, and blushed slightly before looking back at JD: "there's more to having fun than just blowjobs." He reached over to JD and pulled him in by the waistband of his sweats, JD just smiled, thinking to himself: "Well at least I know now he ain't mad at me."

Billy watched as Timmy crawled over to the edge of the mattress and pulled JD's sweats down and swooped in gobbling his half hard dick into his mouth right down to the balls and started sucking, keeping his cock buried balls deep in his throat and stayed there for a good thirty seconds before he backed off and let JD's now spit soaked dick plop out and loudly smack up against his six pack abs with a very wet thump.

Billy kind of envied his brothers smaller dick or at least less thick dick, Billy wouldn't call 7 inches small, but JD's dick was probably a normal thickness, then again, he was only 16 all that could change over the next couple of years, it did for Billy, shit, he thought to himself, he was still growing and he was almost 18.

Billy huffed: "And exactly what am I supposed to be doing while you blow my little brother, because that ain't doing anything for me?

The smile and look that swept over Timmy's face was anything but innocent, lecherous was a word that came to Billy's mind, lecherous in a cute and totally disarming way of course, he thought, laughing to himself.

Timmy looked up at JD before saying, as he reached for his balls kneading them before wrapping his fingers around his dick and saying: "You up for it stud?"

JD smiled back at him, knowing exactly what Timmy wanted and he also knew it would probably weird his brother out, so yeah, he was up for it he grinned inwardly, just loving this side of Timmy.

Timmy looked at Billy, grinning lasciviously before turning back to JD, turning his head up toward him and opening his mouth wide with his tongue out, Billy watched with fascination as His brother tilted his head, looking right into Timmy's eyes before parting his lips and letting a huge stream of his spit drip from his mouth right into Timmy's, who then turned back to Billy, crawled up between his legs once again, looked up into his eyes opened his mouth, with his tongue cupped but slightly extended and showed Billy the big wad of his brothers spittle he held in his mouth, then closed his lips bowed his head and took Billy's swollen cock-head into his mouth and swirled his brothers mucous all over his glans, pulled back briefly, and allowed it to flow down his shaft, before stuffing his member back into his mouth and took about an inch pass the glans coronal ridge and started swirling the mucous around his member with his tongue, making Billy moan deeply with desire.

Billy watched his little brother move behind Timmy, who now had his legs spread wide ass up, jutting backwards toward him.

Billy watched as JD ran his hands up and down Timmy's strong muscular back, caressing his tight sinewy muscles from his hips to his lats, then back down to his bulging bubble butt.

Billy gave a bit of a jump when JD suddenly raised both hands open palmed and smacked them down hard onto Timmy's twin globes he watched as his brother smiled, bent over and kissed Timmy's butt at the top of his ass crack and slowly ran his tongue from the base of his spine right up to the back of his neck and then back again, just as slow, Billy felt the tingle clear down to his toes as Timmy moaned deeply around his throbbing shaft from what JD was doing to him.

Billy placed his right hand behind Timmy's head and moved up into a kneeling position and then ran his large left hand down Timmy's spine and into the top of his crack and back up to his lats. all while JD massaged the bulbous mounds of Timmy's muscle taut ass.

Billy ran both his hands down Timmy's back, leaning forward, driving his dick further into Timmy's mouth, pressing slightly passed the uvula, as Billy's hands came to rest on Timmy's twin mounds, Billy repeated his brothers earlier actions and smacked Timmy's ass with a loud :"THWAAAP", which forced Timmy further onto Billy's throat invading cock-head.

Timmy gagged, but tried to fight it, gulping like he did so many times while impaled on JD's dick, but Billy's dick was just so thick, the head so large that it not only filled the back of his mouth it expanded and stretched it, Billy could feel the gagging, it actually sent waves of pleasure through his glans down his shaft right to his balls.

"Come on fag boi, you can do it" Billy groaned, then cautioned: "Don't make me do it for you, I won't be as gentle as you."

With that said Billy gave him another really loud whack on both cheeks of his ass, hitting so hard they left two large red hand prints.

JD just smiled, knowing Timmy loved this, he loved being dominated, not so sure about pain, but he liked when guys took control, so he knew he was loving this.

Billy let go of his ass, and returned to his upright position, on his knees and locked his fingers behind Timmy's head and pushed his cock to the back of Timmy's cock-sucking mouth.

"You're gonna take it all, you fucking queer or I'm gonna make you, just like last time" Billy paused momentarily letting it sink into Timmy's mind before he sank the large, blood engorged knob of his big fat dick into the entrance of his throat.

Timmy's lips felt stretched, his tongue forcibly flattened by the massive girth of Billy's invading prick and concentrated as hard as he could to relax his gag reflex and allow the burgeoning phallus to invade his constricted throat, with sweat running down his forehead and into his eyes he was able to finally pop the bloated, lemon sized glans into his expanding, over stretched throat.

Timmy squirmed, fighting the urge to gag, suppressing the need to cough the invader free, repel it, to unsheathe this fleshy pole. But Timmy fought it, he suppressed it, and like the other muscles in his body, he controlled it, mastered it (to an extent) and began gulping Billy's big dick back into his throat cavity almost into his esophagus.

Billy moaned, grinding his balls into Timmy's chin, rotating his hips in tight circles to help grind the last fraction of an inch into Timmy's hot sucking mouth.

Billy eased back after a few seconds, this wasn't going to be like last time, he intended to enjoy these new sensations, make them last before drowning this little cocksucker like he did before.

Timmy pushed forward slightly and sort of gurgled and moaned at the same time and Billy looked up from Timmy's face where he had been concentrating and enjoying so much of his pleasure, to see that his little brother had dropped down behind Timmy, the majority of his face hidden below Timmy's buttocks.

Timmy continued to moan louder even as he stuffed Billy's big cock-head back into his throat, enveloping it like a silky wet glove, plunging with lust all the way down to his hairy groin.

JD's forehead appeared over the crown of Timmy's twin moons, he looked right into his brothers eyes before spreading Timmy's twin peaks and slipped his face between them, Billy couldn't believe what he was seeing, was his brother kissing this fags ass cheeks, his crack?

No, it wasn't that, just then JD looked into his brothers eyes, with such pure wanton lust, his eyes glazed over, deeply ensnared by passion and his tongue crested the uppermost part of Timmy's magnificent crack.

"Damn" Billy said out loud, but noted to himself that his brother was indeed licking another dude's ass, that was simultaneously the grossest thing he has ever seen and the hottest.

"Eat that faggots ass", Billy moaned not being able to take his eyes off his little brothers mouth as it slid back down his crack and thrust forward..."Yeaaaaah" Billy snarled: "tongue that faggot's pussy."

Billy subconsciously licked his own lips, he didn't know whether it was because his lips suddenly went dry or he was vicariously helping his brother munch this queers bunghole.

Billy didn't know if he could ever do that, having only ever thought about eating a girls pussy before and how hot that would get him, but his brother sure looked like he was loving it!

"Damn bro" JD moaned, his voice thick with lust: "You should try it, faggot pussy is the best pussy" Then smiled wickedly and almost sang: "Faggot pussy is so good to eat I eat it everyday" Then added: "and for every meal, then have it for dessert and a midnight snack."

Billy chortled: "I take it ya kinda like faggot pussy bro?"

JD laughed too and they both high fived each other, an action that drove Billy's dick back to the balls in Timmy's throat much to his own delight.

"Ya wanna try it dude?" JD asked inquisitively: " Nah dude I'll pass right now, but who knows maybe later" he added.

JD took that for what it was, for Billy this was all new, he was still experiencing things on that level, JD knew that he'd be singing a different tune soon, but for now, he decided he was really gonna go for gold and give his brother something new to think about.

JD stood up and got behind Timmy, Billy watched intently as JD palmed the head and part of his shaft in his hand and began letting large wads of his spit drop onto the glans, which he smeared down to the base of his cock several times until his dick was slick and wet, then he placed the throbbing head against Timmy's tight pucker and began pushing slowly into his clenching little hole.

Timmy groaned loudly and Billy just stared in disbelief as his brother sheathed his rock hard rod into Timmy's hole.

"Geeeesus fuuukin Christ dude, are you fuckin' him?" Billy queried, still not sure he was believing what his eyes showed him.

JD smirked and answered: "Your damn str8 bro, it's twice as good as real pussy and take my word for it, only a fraction of the bother and trouble girl pussy brings ya."

Billy had no basis for comparison like his brother so he'd just have to take his word on it, but right now he was ready to really ram this queers tonsils, and began thrusting his fuck-pole in and out of Timmy's slurping wet mouth pussy.

It took a little while, but eventually Billy and JD worked out a rhythm together and had Timmy see sawing back and forth between them, both his holes slurping up hard driving Donnelly dicks, moaning continuously in absolute ecstasy.

As their breathing and rhythm synchronized JD looked at his sweaty brother and said:" Ya wanna switch?

Billy didn't know how to answer having never done it before, he had difficulty believing his big dick would ever fit in such a tiny hole.

"Dude", JD pushed: "You are gonna love it!" JD pulled out of Timmy's ass and motioned for his older brother to move back with him.

Billy withdrew from Timmy's hot sucking mouth and scooted off the bed and joined his brother behind Timmy.

Billy watched with fascination as his little bro, slid back in, then slowly withdrew his dick from Timmy's hole, watched intently as the tight little pink ring clung to his dick and the actual "pop" sound it made when JD's plump cock-head plopped out and his dick smacked wetly up against his groin.

"Damn that looks hawt" Billy moaned.

"Feels even better bro" JD beamed: "You are so gonna love it!" He added, his grin almost as wide as his face.

"Wait right here dude" JD huffed as he ran out of the room, returning in only a few seconds later with a bottle of lube in his hand.

He popped the cap and squeezed a generous amount onto his brothers huge pecker and told him to spread it around with his fist, which Billy obediently did.

When his dick was practically dripping in the slimy cold goo, His brother reached over, but both hands on either side of his brothers hips and guided him into position.

Billy almost jumped out of his skin when he felt his brothers warm strong fingers wrap firmly around the base of his throbbing cock and eased him forward until the tip of his bloated knob touched the soft velvety tissue of Timmy's anus.

JD held his dick tight, got behind his brother and used his hips to help ease his brothers swollen cock-head into Timmy's tight hole.

Billy watched, his mouth hanging open as the lips of Timmy's hole pushed inward and began to part and slide over his glans.

His heart raced as he felt Timmy push back, trying to will his hole to open and accommodate the huge invading member.

With both JD and Timmy pushing equally hard, one of them forward the other backward, they were finally able to get the pulsating head of Billy's cock to pop through the sphincter into the tight confines of Timmy's clutching, over stretched hole.

Billy threw his head back in absolute ecstasy as Timmy continued to slide more of his turgid, steel hard pole into the depths of his now overstuffed rectal cavity.

Timmy felt almost virginal again as Billy's fat schlong stretched his hole beyond what it had ever been stretched before, about 3/4 of the way in Timmy felt it hit a barrier in the depths of his hole, he reached back between his legs and grabbed Billy's dick and tried shifting it around until he felt the bulbous tip of the glans hit a spot, that though small had some give to it, Timmy knew that was his inner sphincter, and was beyond where JD was able to reach, his dick not being long enough, but Billy's was and now Timmy was determined to lose this last refuge of his virginity to Billy's prodigious fuck-stick.

Timmy pushed as hard as he could, trying desperately to will the inner sphincter open, until he was practically bouncing as hard as he could against it, but Billy's cock-head was just too big, his cock just too thick.

JD saw his frustration and saw the look of bewilderment on Billy's face, who was just all smiles and drunk with passion and sexual ecstasy, to realize what was needed, just the right amount of force at the right moment, and that moment was right now!

JD raised his foot, put it on his brothers rock hard ass cheeks and thrust his brother forward as hard as he could, Timmy cried out in pain as Billy's fat dickhead ripped its way through his inner sphincter and the last couple of inches claimed the last of his virginity, It was in that moment that Billy lost all sense of reality, his full weight collapsed on top of Timmy pushing him into the mattress. Billy's powerful arms wrapped around his waist forcing Timmy's hips upward, embedding every last fraction of Billy's pulsating, spasming dick into the furthest reaches of his now obstructed bowels, to Billy it was pure heaven, he instinctively ground his pubes against Timmy's anal ring and began to hump rapidly and tightly using only his hips like some wild animal in rut.

"Fuuuckin' that Puuuuusy, fwwwuuukin it" Billy growled deep in his hairy chest and for the next two minutes that's all he said, over and over before he practically roared in a deep animalistic bass howl and his body began to spasm and twitch uncontrollably as his huge cock blasted Timmy's insides with hot molten sperm, Timmy's eyes rolled back in his head as his own 5" cock exploded with ropes of jiz blasting onto the covers of the mattress under him.

JD saw Timmy's mouth wide open in ecstatic joy so he decided to take full advantage of it and rammed his dick down Timmy's throat and joined the duet in carnal, orgasmic passion, spewing ropes of jetting cum down Timmy's gullet as his older brother kept chanting, grunting and humping: "Fwwwwuuuking dat pwwwuuusssy" over and over until he collapsed sprawled out full weight on top of Timmy, who just laid there, with the most happy, stupid grin on his face as JD pulled his still oozing cock from his mouth and began wiping it on Timmy's face, when he saw him, from the corner of his eye, their dad, hands on his hips standing in Billy's bedroom doorway.

JD's jaw dropped as both Billy and Timmy turned their heads in slow motion, a look of horror painted on their faces as they realized who it was!

"When you bois are done playin' with your friend" he calmly declared, a big smile on his face: "I brought home some pizza for lunch" they looked at each other in shock as they watched their dad turn around and head back up the hallway, whistling like he didn't have a care in the world.

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Shit meet fan, that's the image that was now dominating Billy Donnelly's every thought.

How the hell was he going to explain this to his dad, in fact, what were any of them going to say?

JD just kept looking at him like he was desperate for guidance, needing his big brother to tell him what to do, while Timmy just whimpered on the bed, looking like he could burst into tears at any moment.

The only real answer that came to Billy's mind, was to own it, what else could they do really?

He turned to Timmy, the one person who seemed to be in more distress than either he or JD, this wasn't his fault, he was here because he had maneuvered him into being here.

"Timmy?" Billy spoke softly, get your clothes and go to the bathroom and get cleaned up, and pull yourself together and join us out there, okay?

Billy knew he was terrified, and was trying to be as comforting as he could be under the circumstances.

"This is my fault" He said: "And I'll take responsibility for it" He reached over and put his hand on Timmy's shoulder, trying to be as gentle as he could be.

Timmy looked into his eyes, looking into his for some kind of hope.

Billy understood what Timmy's fears were instantly: "Don't worry, I won't let anything bad happen to you" he assured him, pulling him toward him, hugging him then pushing him back by the shoulders and repeated what he had said before: "Pick up your clothes, go across the hall and get cleaned up okay?

Timmy cast his eyes downward but silently nodded his head and proceeded gathering his clothes from the floor.

Billy turned to JD who was already pulling up his sweat pants and looking for his T-shirt.

"Guess there's nothing else left to do bro" He said looking at his brother who looked back as hopelessly as Billy felt as he struggled to pull his T-shirt over his shoulders.

"Time to face the music dude" Billy concluded, pulling on a clean pair of board shorts from his dresser drawer.

Billy turned and was about to head out his bedroom door when his brother reached out and clasped his shoulder, stopping him, he turned back looking at him questioningly.

"Don't you think it's just a bit odd bro?" JD queried then clarified: "Was it just me or did he seem like he was cool with what we were doing?" He paused, then added: "Or am I just being crazy?"

"There's only one way we are gonna find out and it's this way dude" Billy stated flatly and turned back and headed out the door and down the hallway to go face their dad.

* * * * * *

Max Donnelly stood at one of the counters in the kitchen, fumbling with one of the two pizza boxes he had picked up on his way home.

He had taken off early and had messaged Carl McGregor to join him here and was expecting him any moment. He'd already laid out a handful of paper plates and some napkins on the table, getting things ready for his boy's when they worked up the courage to join him.

Max Smiled to himself, rather amused at the fear he could smell coming from the back bedrooms, that and the smell of sex, sperm, sweat and testosterone.

Was there anything better in life he asked himself, shaking his head no and laughing to himself.

He anxiously awaited his boy's joining him, and could hear them start shuffling their way down the hallway.

He quickly posed himself, arms crossed over his chest, feet apart and leaning casually against the counter with as stern a look as he could muster before his boy's came through the kitchen door.

It took everything Max had not to laugh his ass off, barely being able not to giggle when they came shuffling themselves slowly into the kitchen, heads bowed, looking so forlorn, like they were going to their execution.

Just as he suspected, his oldest stepped forward, his youngest, head and shoulders bowed, looking very much like he was trying to collapse within himself and blink out of existence.

"D..d..dad?" His oldest stammered slowly raising his head to meet his father's eyes.

"I... um... I mean we..." God Max thought this was better than anything on comedy central, Max was struggling now, barely able to contain himself from a gut busting, doubled over laugh.

"Spit it out son" Max said as deeply and sternly as he could muster: "I'm waiting?" he added tapping his foot for dramatic effect.

Good god he thought the kid could blow chunks any moment now he was so scared.

"D...dad what we did....we, um...Billy trailed off, unable to find the words he wanted to say when just then Uncle Carl came through the back door toting a six pack of beer and a duffel bag, which he dropped on the laundry room floor then came into the kitchen and bellowed: "Howdy all, wuzzup, why is everyone lookin' so glum?"

Max strained now, he knew Carl wasn't up to speed on what was happening and Max decided to see how far he could milk it, this was just too much fun to pass up.

"Do you want to explain to your uncle Carl William, or shall I?" He taunted Billy trying to add to his distress by using his son's formal name, which he only ever used when he was in deep trouble.

Carl didn't know what was going on, but he didn't smell any anger coming from Max, if anything he sensed the exact opposite...what game is he playing at here, the smell of fear coming from both Billy and JD was palpable, that and the smell of recent sexual activity, but not with a female, but with a ho...He let that thought drop for the time being.

Carl looked instead at Billy, the kid looked terrible and his brother looked worse, what was Max playing at?

Carl crossed over to Billy and put his hand on his shoulder, comfortingly: "What's up Billy, you can tell me."

Billy tried looking Carl in the eyes, tried lifting his head, he tried to get his throat to work, his lips to form the words, he just couldn't.

Carl swore he could hear a barely perceptible chuckle from Max and whirled around and confronted him.

"What's this about Max?" Carl demanded, certain now Max was just playing one of his silly games, toying with his sons.

"Dad caught us..." came the small voice behind him, it was Billy.

"Caught you what? Carl demanded taking both of Billy's shoulders in his hands, insisting on a response.

Without raising his face which was bright red from embarrassment and shame he whispered: He caught us with a boy in my room"

Aww, Carl thought to himself, the missing piece...Carl just shook his head and muttered to himself: "Max you asshole."

Carl took his right hand and lifted Billy's chin, trying to look him in the eyes which Billy kept shifting, too ashamed to make contact.

"By caught" Carl mused:" I assume you mean you were having sex with?"

Carl just shook his head as Billy bowed his head even further and just barely nodded and whispered: "Yes."

Carl just threw his hands up and laughed: "Is that all, I thought somebody got hurt or died."

"Bu...but we..."Billy stammered confused why Carl was laughing at him.

"Seriously kid" Carl chuckled: "Your dads banged more than his share of guys over the years, it seems awfully suspicious he's going all puritanical on ya now."

"Boys?!" Carl boomed: "snap out of it, he's messing with ya."

Billy raised his head and stared directly at his dad who just burst out laughing and walked over to him and put his arm around his son and gave him a noogie with the other.

"Damn kid" His dad laughed: "Relax and quit taking things so seriously"

Billy and JD just looked confused, not exactly sure how to take their dad at the moment.

Carl grabbed one of the pizza boxes and brushed pass them on his way to the table and jabbed Max in the abdomen: "That was cruel, funny but cruel" then he added: "I think you owe your boy's a beer for that prank." as he proceeded to shove a can into first Billy's then JD's hands.

"Sit boy's" Carl demanded as he opened the pizza box and took a slice.

Max came over and sat next to Carl, who high fived him as he sat down, still chuckling at his boy's.

Billy and JD still looked confused, not sure what to say let alone think and right now eating was the last thing they were thinking about.

Max saw this and finally took pity on his boy's and decided to put them out of their misery.

"Boy's!?" He began: "It's okay, I don't care how you get off, so long as you don't violate the code." He leveled a stare at JD, who chafed under his father's sudden scrutiny.

JD so wanted to blurt out what really happened with Andrea and why, but in the end he knew it really didn't matter, he was still guilty, he still broke his father's trust and he knew he'd always be trying to live that down, he just wished he could go back in time and tell himself to stay home that night, and to stay as far away as he could from Andrea Thomas.

Billy picked up on the change in his brothers mood, and ran his hand down his brothers back trying to comfort him, especially after everything else they'd been through today.

"It's okay dude" Billy whispered: "We'll work it out, we're still your family and we always will be!"

"Here Here" Carl added, picking up on Billy's sentiment and raising his can in salute.

"To family" his dad echoed as they all raised their beers and clicked them together before swilling them down and slamming the empty cans to the table.

It was just then that a very timid and pale Timmy Anderson, as quietly as possible entered the room, head and shoulders down, his fingers clutching at each other, fumbling at the hem of his sweatshirt.

Max Donnelly stood up, followed by his right hand man and lifelong best friend and companion Carl and in full parade rest, cheerfully welcomed Timmy.

"Get up boys" Max demanded of his sons: "Have you no manners?"

Billy and JD looked at both their father and at Carl and turned their heads as they rose to their feet to look at Timmy, who just blushed and fidgeted from all the unwanted attention.

He had never felt so awkward and out of place.

Max pulled out a chair right beside him at the table and beckoned Timmy to sit down.

When Timmy didn't move his dad stepped forward and said: "We would be honored if you'd join us for lunch" He paused pulling out the chair next to him and then reiterated: "please Timmy, sit with us."

Timmy shuffled over and quietly sat down, they all watched as Max put his hand on the back of Timmy's neck and started rubbing him, like one does when comforting a child.

"Are you okay?" Max asked him: "I didn't scare you earlier did I?"

"A little" Timmy offered meekly, offering Max only the briefest of side glances.

"Then I apologize, that was not my intent." Max said, still massaging Timmy's neck.

Timmy tentatively looked Max in the eyes: ``You aren't mad about ....us?" he said, looking furtively at Billy and JD.

Max beamed, and smiled ear to ear: "Why would I be upset with my boy's for enjoying themselves with someone who is so obviously as beautiful as you?"

Timmy blushed even more, but Max's words had the desired effect, Timmy smiled and Max could feel some of the tightness and tension fade from Timmy's shoulders and neck as he began to relax.

"Do you like pizza?" Max asked Timmy.

"Sure" Timmy softly responded.

Max reached over and grabbed a paper plate and a couple of napkins and set them in front of Timmy and took a slice of Pizza from the box in the center of the table and placed it in front of Timmy.

"Can I get you something to drink" He offered: A Coke, milk or water?"

"Can I have a beer?" he asked demurely and smiled.

Max roared with laughter: "You got balls kid, I like that!" then turned and grabbed a beer from beside Carl, opened it and handed it to Timmy.

"Thanks." Timmy smiled and then batted his eyes, an action not missed by either Max nor his sons Billy and JD.

"Damn your beautiful" Max almost cooed, as he lifted a finger to the loose golden blond stray locke of curly hair on Timmy's forehead and brushed it back with the others on top of his head, before returning to the back of his neck and massaging his shoulders and neck and even stroking the very short hairs on the back of Timmy's head.

"Ahem." Carl interrupted: "don't we have something to be discussing right now?" He asked trying to turn Max's attention to other matters (other matters meaning other than fawning over Timmy)

"Right you are Carl." Max's attention seemed to instantly refocus as he withdrew his hand from fondling Timmy's neck to fiddling with his other hand on top of the table.

"The reason I'm home early today" He began: "was to fetch my boy's and of course Carl here and then swing by and pick up Baxter" He looked at Billy who looked at him questioningly: "We're heading up to the lodge this afternoon to stay for the weekend."

Both Billy and JD could barely contain their enthusiasm, letting out a hoot or two and a bro double high five. They loved going up to the lodge and staying in the cabin or even going hiking and camping out under the stars.

"Don't get too excited" their dad cautioned: "We're going for a reason." Both Billy and JD inwardly sighed wondering what that meant.

They listened intently as their dad explained: "It's just three more weeks until young William here, comes into his Heritage and takes up the mantle of manhood." Billy could almost hear the pride in his father's voice and Billy held his head up higher, hoping to live up to his father's expectations, while he simultaneously wondered exactly what this ceremony would entail and exactly what would be expected of him?

He remembered his older brother Mike coming back and how strained things became between him and their father after his 18th birthday, Billy could never find out from Mike what had happened but it was obvious Mike wasn't happy about it and as time passed, became more and more withdrawn right up to the time he graduated, he didn't even wait around a single day after before he was off to boot-camp.

Both Billy and JD felt his loss in their lives and they still missed him being around.

There were still things Billy wanted answers too, and he sincerely hoped those answers would be forthcoming after his ceremony, his dad did promise him that a great many things would become clearer after he came into his Heritage.

Billy had often asked his dad what that meant and he always got the same response, his dad would simply say it wasn't something that could be explained it was something you have to experience. That the ceremony reveals everything and he promised Billy there was no need to worry, every Donnelly man has gone through it and every single one survived.

Billy turned his attention back to what his dad was saying.

"We are taking some lawn mowers and weed eaters and other gardening tools with us, so we can do some clearing to make way for Billy's ceremony." His dad explaining the what, when, why's for their visit before smiling and adding: "Don't fret boys you can still all go skinny dipping at night and maybe have a little bit of time in the morning to go fishing." he reached over and ruffled both his sons hair as he stood up and said they all needed to finish up so they can get things loaded and head on out.

* * * * * *

Baxter Whitmore was busily selecting items from his closet and dresser drawers and stuffing them into his military issue duffel bag, it was his dads at one time and his mom let him have it to use, it was one of the few things that Baxter had that was his dads; every time he took it out to pack with he had this little ritual he'd perform in deference to his dad, he'd trace the letters of his father's last name and then speak his name when he finished W.H.I.T.M.O.R.E. U.S.M.C. Sgt. Russel Whitmore United States Marine Corps.

Baxter knew his dad has been dead for 8 years, but it sometimes still felt like he could just walk right through the front door, a front door he knew nothing about, because his dad never lived in this house, but still, it was there, 8 years later and the memory of his father was still with him, he'd come to realize and accept it always would be, but he also regretted not really getting to know his dad as well as he wanted too, but even more so, he wondered what his dad would think of him, who and more importantly what his son was.

Baxter was certain his dad would be proud of his academic grades (straight "A's") and he was equally certain his dad would be proud of his wrestling skills and achievements, still, there was more to Baxter than those things, they were only part of the whole and no one, not even his lifelong best friend Billy Donnelly or his mom knew everything about him.

There were parts he kept locked away, that no one ever got to see, but to be truthful, it was weighing him down, it sometimes felt like there was a caged animal clawing to get out, one Baxter was certain would rip his life to shreds and destroy everything he has worked for, drive everyone he cared about away from him.

But then there was Billy, there was always Billy, everything in his life seemed to center around him, for as long as he could remember, even when his dad was still around, there was Billy, When his dad died, there was Billy, holding him, crying with him comforting him, reminding him how much his dad loved him, then there were the sleep overs as kids, there was Billy, laying next to him, the smell of his hair, the natural scent of his musk, the way he moved, with confidence, never a moment's doubt in who he was and what he was capable of, and when Baxter was with Billy, he always felt the same way.

Every single moment of Baxter's life the good, the bad, the highs and lows the only absolute, ever persistent constant was... Billy.

Yet, there was a creature that tore at him and clawed to get out, but that creature wanted only one thing; it was the same thing, the same constant that has always been there, it was Billy.

While Billy lives his life basically without fear and Baxter tries for the most part to do the same, emulating his life long friend his self declared brother, the one he's known all along is a lie, because Baxter knows the real truth, he knows the creature, he lives side by side with it every day, sometimes it takes every ounce of Baxter's strength to hold back the onslaught, the fiery tempest that burns within the beast he knows will destroy his life and even more frightening, drive away the one constant in his life...Billy.

There have been so many times that Baxter fought himself over this and every time he has managed to fight it off, reason it away, hold it back, cage it up and take away its voice. silence it. but all this effort, all his strength goes to caging the beast, and Baxter is tired, worn out from the constant never ending battle...no more! It was less than three weeks until Billy's 18th birthday, the day his father and the man who has served in his own fathers stead, picking up the mantle in memory and duty to honor his birth fathers memory would guide his best friend into manhood and in less than a month afterward swore to guide Baxter on that same journey, to become a man, how can Baxter become a man when he can't even be who he is, when he's too afraid to tell the person that means the most in the world to him, the truth, how can he stand before the man who would steer him into manhood knowing it was all a lie?

Baxter was tired, tired of lies, tired of holding back, tired of not being wholly himself, tired of not saying the things that needed to be said and said to the people that needed to hear it.

When Max Donnelly contacted Baxter's mom this morning and told her to have Baxter gather clothes for a weekend stay up at their family lodge and cabin right as Baxter was totally focused on how he should proceed with his life, he took it as an omen, that omen being, to set himself free, let the beast out of the cage to reveal him to the one person that deserved to know the real him...Billy.

Now is the time, while he still had the chance to do so before Billy becomes a man, he wanted to do this, no... he needed to do this he needs to face his inner demons and he needed to honor the memory of his father by living it to its fullest, with head held high, no regrets, to look the beast right in the eye and tell him the truth....I love you Billy.