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Subject: Growing Up Kyle Chapter 30 (Gay/Incest) DONATION: Nifty is a not-for-profit organization that heavily relies on our donations to keep the site free and accessible. Your donations pay for web hosting fees and other day-to-day activities for the wonderful staff of editors/publishers. You can donate on the website at fty/ Every little bit counts. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction, and contains explicit, sexual content involving adults over the age of 21 and minors under the age of 13, and scenes of incest involving step-parents/step-children. If viewing this material is illegal where you live, OR you’re a minor under the age of 18, please stop reading his. If you’re not sure about this legatilty, please stop reading until you have looked into your own, local laws. Any likeness or similarity between persons, places, products or concepts are purely coincidental. If you would like to leave any positive feedback, please let me know. Thank you. Chapter 30 Rick’s sleep was fitful. He dreamt he was in a courtroom. He was in shackles and wore a dayglow orange jumpsuit. He was standing next to Gill at the defendant’s table. At the prosecutor’s table, Assistant District Attorney Marshall stood. The courtroom was very dark, almost pitch black. The jury box was full but the bodies had no faces. Panic set in. Rick felt cold, as if all the blood in his body had escaped him. A booming, barking voice called from the bench, “Ms. Marshall, call your first witness.” “Yes, Your Honor,” ADA Marshall said. “The State calls Kyle to the stand.” Rick frantically spun around, desperate to see his boy. Behind him, a pair of large, dark, wooden doors flung open. Flames shot through the opening. Recovering from his temporary blindness, Rick saw Kyle enter the room. The doors slammed shut, and Kyle slowly, almost agonizingly so, made his way passed the gallery and up to the witness stand. Rick tried calling out to Kyle, but no sound passed his lips, nor did Kyle seem to notice. The judge bellowed, “Do you promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, so help you God?” “I swear,” Kyle replied, taking his seat and keeping his eyes on Ms. Marshall. “Kyle,” the Assistant District Attorney said, “How do you know Rick?” “He’s my step-father and lover,” Kyle said nonchalantly. “How long have you and Rick been having sex?” “It seems like forever.” “Did Rick make you have sex with him?” “I’m just a kid. I can’t tell an adult no, can I?” Rick felt sick to his stomach. He tried yelling at his lawyer to object, at the prosecutor that she had it all wrong, and even tried yelling at Kyle, begging him to be quiet; it all fell on deaf ears. Tears fell in buckets from his face. The doors at the back of the court opened once more, and a shadowy figure entered. He was tall, thin and carried himself with authority, but like with the judge and jury, Rick couldn’t see a face. “If it pleases the Court,” the man said, “I want Rick put in prison for life.” şişli travesti “And who are you?” The judge barked. “I’m William Parker, Kyle’s real father.” Rick silently screamed. “Are there any objections?” The judge asked. “None, Your Honor,” Ms. Marshall asserted. “None, either, Your Honor,” Gill said. Rick tried to hit his lawyer but the bindings pinned his arms to his side. “I guess I have no choice,” the judge said, leaning forward and revealing Ronda’s face. “Rick, I find you guilty of fucking my son and forcing him to live with his sex crazed father. I hope you’re happy.” Ronda banged her gabble, and the room went totally dark. The floor fell out from under him and he felt himself shaking. Tears fell faster and his face felt wet, as if he was being drowned. In the distance, he could hear Kyle calling out to him. Rick woke with a great start. His eyes flew open, the fear and panic were still too fresh, and he nearly tumbled out of bed. He looked around and saw a very shocked and frightened Kyle standing over him, tears began to well in his eyes. Managing to catch his breath, Rick said, “Oh my God, Buddy. You scared the living shit out of me.” “I’m sorry. I tried to be quiet; I really did.” Kyle said, trying to fight off his emotions. Rick pulled Kyle to him and held his child close. Kyle grabbed his dad and cried. “I love you, Baby,” Rick whispered in Kyle’s ear before kissing his son’s cheek. “I love you, too, Dad,” Kyle sobbed. Rick’s heart broke even more and he started to cry as well. They stayed in each others’ arms till their composure returned. Rick held Kyle on his lap, hesitated for a second, then kissed Kyle on the lips. Kyle returned the kiss and started to tear up again. “Hey, hey, hey. We just did that, Buddy,” Rick said, wiping the fresh tears from his son’s eyes. “If you cry, then I’m going to cry, and we know I ugly cry.” “You’re not ugly,” Kyle stammered. “You’re the most beautiful man I know.” Rick inhaled deeply, attempting to fight back more tears. God, I love him so fucking much! Rick thought. “I love you, but we have to calm down, okay?” Kyle nodded his agreement, while drying his face on his sleeves. “So, why were you crying, Baby?” Rick asked. “I thought you were mad at me,” Kyle muttered. “For waking me? No, Baby, no. I was having a bad dream, and you startled me is all. You didn’t do anything wrong, I promise.” Rick hugged Kyle again. “No, that’s not it,” Kyle added. “When you got home and opened my door, I thought you were mad because I had Cody and Ry over without asking. I thought I was in trouble.” Rick kissed Kyle’s forehead and tightened his hug. “I wasn’t mad, Kyle. I promise I wasn’t mad. Today was just very stressful and exhausting. In fact, seeing you has been the best part of my day. You always make me happy.” “Dad?” “Yeah, Baby?” “You’re hurting me a little.” Rick instantly became aware that he was crushing Kyle. He chuckled and eased his grip. “I’m sorry. I just really, beylikdüzü travesti really needed to feel you.” “Is everything, okay?” Kyle’s eyes were full of worry. “That’s a very complicated answer, Buddy.” Rick closed his eyes and took another deep breath. “Once I have an answer, I will tell you everything, okay?” Kyle nodded, still looking very concerned. “Tonight, however, I just want to spend it with my sons, whom I love very much, especially my oldest whom I’m madly in love with.” Kyle blushed and nearly melted into Rick. Rick is in love with me, Kyle thought. He loved it. He knew he was in love with Rick, as well. Kyle knew that his feelings for Rick would, one day, cause problems for him and Cody, but he didn’t spend a lot of time thinking about that. Rick was the man he wanted and needed to spend the rest of his life with. “Has the pizza arrived yet?” Rick asked, clearing his emotions from his throat. “Yeah, that’s why I woke up.” Kyle said, kissing Rick on the lips. “Are your boyfriends still here?” Kyle looked very confused. “Boyfriends?” “Charlie said your boyfriends were here, and you had Cody and Ry in your room, so I thought–” “I don’t have boyfriends!” Kyle looked incredulous! “I only have ONE boyfriend!” “Oh, really?!” Rick said, giving Kyle a wink. “Well, I mean….yeah, I guess…we…I…that’s different….” Kyle stuttered his embarrassment. Rick spared Kyle by kissing his lover and chuckled a little in the process. Father and sons ate their dinner, while watching TV. Charlie and Kyle flanked Rick on the couch, each with their heads on his lap. Rick passively stroked their hair, while trying to piece his next move together. He didn’t want this moment to end, but he knew he would have to do it sooner or later. Once the program was over, Rick turned off the television. Charlie began to protest that he still had another hour before bedtime, but Rick shushed him. “Boys, we need to talk.” Charlie and Kyle sat up, both looking concerned. Rick took a stabilizing breath before standing. He grabbed a chair from the kitchen and sat in it, facing the beautiful faces of his children. “Okay,” Rick started. “I saw some lawyers today.” Rick told them of his meeting with Gill and the plea bargain Ronda was going to take. He left out the part about William Parker and things he did. Charlie didn’t need to hear them, and he wasn’t sure how he was going to tell Kyle. Rick went on, discussing the divorce he was going to file, visits with their mother, while she was in prison, and that he was going to adopt Kyle as his own, legal son. Both boys were confused on that last part, having assumed that Rick was already Kyle’s dad by default. “So, as you can see, things are going to be very complicated from now on, but we have each other and will always have each other, no matter what.” “Does that mean that Kyle really isn’t my brother?” Charlie said, his brown eyes tearing up. Kyle hugged his little brother. He hadn’t forgiven him of the boyfriends istanbul travesti remark, but that revenge was going to have to wait. “Kyle is still your brother, Kiddo.” Rick said, gently squeezing Charlie’s knee. “You have the same mom, so you’re bothers and there’s nothing that can change that. The only difference is that I’m not legally Kyle’s dad, but I have a lawyer, who is going to make that happen for us. I may not be with your mom, but I want to be Kyle’s dad…unless you don’t want me?” Rick looked at Kyle. “If I say yes, can I have the rest of Charlie’s Halloween candy?” Kyle smirked. “Ha! Jokes on you!” Charlie said, pulling away from Kyle and wiping his face dry. “I already ate it all.” “What?!” Both Rick and Kyle exclaimed. All three laughed. “That’s it,” Rick said, tickling Charlie’s bare foot, causing the boy to scream. “Next year, you’re only getting carrots and celery!” “Never!” Charlie said, launching himself at his dad. Kyle joined in and helped take Rick to the ground. The boys pinned Rick and began to tickle him. Having been very physically intimate with Rick, Kyle knew all of Rick’s sensitive spots and took full advantage. “HEY! NOT FAIR!” Rick shouted. Father grabbed both boys and kissed them both on the forehead. “How am I so lucky to have two such handsome and wonderful sons?” “Who fucking knows?” Charlie blurted accidentally. His eyes grew large, waiting to hear his dad freak out. Rick kissed Charlie again, and said, “Watch your language.” Rick looked at the clock and said, “Alright, Kiddo. Off to bed with you.” “But–” “No buts. Potty mouths don’t get to stay up on school nights.” Charlie pouted a little but did as he was told, after kissing his dad good night and hugging his brother. Kyle was taken aback by the display of affection. He even almost considered not getting Charlie back…almost. Rick and Kyle laid down on the couch. Rick held Kyle close to him and they kissed, once they were certain Charlie wasn’t going to walk in on them. “I could stay like this forever,” Kyle said, nuzzling himself under Rick chin. “Me too, Baby. Me too.” Rick’s heart sank once more. “Kyle?” “Yeah?” “There’s more that I didn’t want to say in front of Charlie…a lot more.” Kyle pulled back, looked into Rick’s eyes, and almost started to cry again. “What’s wrong?” “You’re killing me with those tears,” Rick said, tearing up himself. Kyle started to apologize, but Rick cut him off with a kiss. They broke apart, and Rick continued. “I need to explain some things to you. These things will upset you a lot; they really upset me, too, so I need you to come and see the lawyer with me tomorrow. Her name is Rebecca, and she’s very nice and wants to make sure that we never lose each other.” “Why would I lose you? What’s going on?” Kyle’s face turned red from trying to not cry. Rick sighed heavily. He kissed Kyle’s forehead and said, “I will tell you everything tomorrow, I promise, but I just can’t tonight.” “Okay,” Kyle said in a very small voice. “Will you sleep with me tonight, please?” Rick asked, his own tears started to fall. Kyle could only nod. Rick carried Kyle to bed. They undressed, and Rick held Kyle, as they both cried themselves to sleep. ***Coming Soon, Chapter 31***

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