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Ryan didn't want to not finish what he had promised. But when he looked into the officer's eyes and then around the room he knew it was the more loving thing to do and allowed the young officer to help him. The officer then dropped his pants and underwear and took the last ten strokes for Ryan. Everyone applauded him as he pulled up his pants. He tried to hide his erection before he turned around.
Kyle next took the position and Bill took the strap from him. When he reached ten strokes, Detective Dome asked for ten and then the other three officers each took ten. Ryan had gotten some Aloe Vera cream and asked Kyle to paint his butt. Then he patted some on Kyle's cheeks and then it became one big spanking and massage party.
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Master and The Mate - by Deepdiver CHAPTER 21 - Lull Before the Storm
A couple of days later, Ryan took Mark with him to the NYU were he taught; and introduced him to Dr. Laura Kelly who had agreed to see him therapeutically. Kelly was an experienced woman in her sixties; Ryan had met her in a continued education course of psychologists and had been both impressed by her own history of sexual abuse as a child and her competence.
Mark took to her very easily since her style was very maternal and he was lacking the closeness to an older female. Ryan understood that as Mark was now part of his family he could not be objective and it would be a breach of professional ethics to attempt a double role with the boy. However, it was still hard for Ryan to entrust his 'son' to someone else's care.
That evening Ryan went to the second counselling session of the group that had attacked Mark. When he arrived all the families were present, save for Roger, the ringleader of Mark's assailants, and his parents. Ryan invited the boys to give a resume of what had transpired in their first session.
Carl answered first saying, "we began talking about what the Bible says about violence."
"Yeah, and we talked about our rights," said Sandy.
"That's good; we heard the pastor say that we are called to love our enemy, and spoke about my rights ending when they impinge upon your rights." Ryan commented and then continued. "I would like to invite each of you to tell us what you were feeling during the attack on Mark."
There was a deathly silence in the room. Finally Dean broke the ice and said, "I was feeling very angry."
"Thank you, Dean, I appreciate you saying that." Ryan said to reinforce their participation. "Can you tell us what you were angry about?"
Dean remained quiet, apparently in a reflective mood. Carl finally broke the silence: "I was just so angry being in there with Mark thinking he was a queer. I just wanted it to be over and get out of there."
"Good Carl. Thanks for sharing that. And did you other's feel that way too?" Ryan asked.
The other four nodded their heads in agreement.
"So why didn't you just leave, if that's what you wanted to do?" Ryan said, trying to help the boys reflect rather than seeking an answer. "Was it perhaps that you felt the pressure of the group? That you feared what the others would think about you or say if you didn't participate?"
Before anyone had a chance to answer the question, Roger and his parents came into the room and sat down. Roger's father apologized for their tardiness and Ryan noticed that his mother gave her husband the eye as he greeted them: "Welcome, we had only just begun. And is the Reverend not joining us today?"
"No, he had some church business to attend to." Roger's mother said authoritatively, as if this session were of much less importance.
"Pity." Ryan said, hoping that he was able to keep any sarcastic tones out of his voice. "We began by recalling that in the first session we had established that Jesus condemns violence and that we all, as individuals, have rights and that your rights limit mine and vice versa. Then the boys began sharing what they felt during the attack and that is where you came in." Ryan paused, and then continued, addressing all of the boys: "So, you felt angry and pressured?"
Again silence. The late arrival of Roger and his family had broken the positive atmosphere of the group and an uneasy pall hung over them.
"Perhaps someone can recall what you were fearing?"
"I wasn't fearing anything!" Roger interjected.
"I see Roger, but were you angry like the others?" Ryan asked.
"Damn right I was angry." Roger said, self-righteously.
"Can you tell us what made you so angry?" Ryan prodded.
"Its these damn perverts taking over everything." Roger said defiantly.
"Perverts taking over?" Ryan pushed gently.
"Yeah, they're everywhere. Songs on the radio, almost every program on televison now has to have a queer in it, the news is full of shit about fags parading naked down the street." Roger began a diatribe.
"And this really bothers you?" Ryan asked innocently.
"Yes, it bothers me. We can't do anything without gays being pushed in our faces. Just can't get away from them."
"Do you others feel this way too?" Ryan said, to move the spotlight away from Roger for the moment.
Again silence. "Well, actually no, I don't think that they are taking over and I don't see so much of it around, but it seems that is all that Roger talks about." Carl said.
"Sandy, do you feel that way as well? Or do you agree with Roger that gays are all over the place?"
"I hardly notice them, but when we're together, there seems to be more of them." Sandy observed and Jack quietly nodded in agreement.
"Actually, its Roger who is always pointing them out." Dean said quietly, looking down.
"That's because they are all over the place." Roger said defensively.
"Of course they are. Anyone can see that. These fags have a hidden agenda to push their perversion on all of us." Roger's mother said defending her son.
"Pardon me, but you say it's a hidden agenda, yet you see it everywhere. Isn't that somewhat of a contradiction?" Ryan observed.
"Why it's as plain as the nose on my face. You can't do anything or go anywhere without having it pushed into your face. But we are on to them and we will make sure that they do not corrupt our children!" Roger's mother declared.
"So you approve of your son attacking these individuals?" Ryan asked pointedly.
"Of course not, he just got a bit carried away. He made a mistake, it won't happen again." She declared.
"Your son barely fell short of committing murder and you call it 'just getting carried away'?" Ryan said ironically.
"Well these people need to be stopped!" The alpha woman indignantly retorted.
"By any means?" Ryan pressed on.
"Of course not. Don't put words in my mouth. I'm not the perverted one who abuses small children." she said defensively.
"I'm sorry, I thought we were talking about homosexuals and not paedophiles..." Ryan tried to clarify the difference before he was cut off.
"They are all the same, they should all have their balls cut off!" Roger's mother blurted out.
Another stony silence fell as everyone just stared at Roger's mother and then finally looked down at the floor. Eventually, Roger's father spoke up.
"Don't you see, it is precisely that kind of talk that pushed our son over the edge! Dr. Loud, I apologise and want you to know that we don't both think that way."
"Oh shut up, you wimp. You're always apologizing for no reason. Thank God our son is nothing like you!"
"You are so right, mother; I'm nothing like him. All my life you have told me not to be like him and I've tried. But I'm never good enough for you. No one is good enough for you. Just leave him alone!" Roger said, defending his dad.
"See that, now even our son is defending you. When are you going to stand up for yourself. I've got more balls than you!" She ranted, deprecating her husband even further.
Roger jumped up to defend his dad, "Mother, stop it. You are so wrong. Can't you see how you hurt him? How you hurt us? You always made him seem to be such a weak father. You're always putting him down. How was I supposed to know how to be a man with you tearing him apart all the time. It's not the queers that are perverting us. It's you! I hate you. You made me the queer that I am!"
Roger had tears flowing down his cheeks and began to tremble as he realized what he had just revealed about himself. His dad quickly stood up and embraced his son while his mother stared at them with daggers in her eyes, then rose from her chair and walked out of the room. After waiting a bit for Roger to calm down Ryan spoke.
"Roger perhaps you didn't intend to say as much as you did, but I want you to know that its OK. No one here has the right to judge you. You see, when we lash out at others, very often we are lashing out at ourselves. As the scripture says we often see the cinder in the eye of someone else and miss the plank in our own eye. Roger, if you would like to talk to me in private I will make myself available to you or refer you to someone that can help you work out your feelings. The important thing is for you to know that you are not alone. You have been trying to be someone else for a very long time. Today your new life begins and from the looks of it you have a very loving and caring father to help you through it."
"You other boys may have these kinds of feelings. Don't go jumping to conclusions. It's normal to be confused about feelings at your age and it doesn't necessarily mean that you are gay. The important thing is to give yourself time and to have someone older, that you trust, to talk to about these things." Ryan said, trying to lower the intensity of the emotions flowing through the group.
All the boys had tears in their eyes and most of the parents as well. Ryan thought that the emotions that had been released were too strong to continue further explorations. He waited for everyone to calm down.
"Perhaps it would be good for you boys to tell Roger how you feel about what he just revealed about himself." Ryan suggested.
"Its OK, Roger, we're still buddies." Dean said and the other three nodded their agreement.
"Nothing's changed, man." Carl added.
"Roger, don't worry. Your mom will come around. She really does love us, she just hides her fears by attacking others. I love you too, whether gay or straight, you are my son." Roger's father said, trying to comfort him.
Ryan suggested they end the session on those positive notes and everyone nodded in agreement.
"Before we leave can you tell us how Mark is doing?" Sandy's mother asked.
"Thank you for asking. He's doing very well. Of course he has issues. In a short span he has suffered three traumas. Earlier today he began counselling. He's very fragile right now, but he knows he is loved and that many people are praying for him."
"Please tell him that we are also praying as a family every night for him." said Dean's father.
Ryan promised to pass on the message and the group broke up. Most left quietly for home after patting Roger on the back and shaking hands with his dad.
When Ryan arrived home he was exhausted. Kyle took one look at his face and told him that he had prepared some hot tea and was drawing a hot bath. They went up to their bedroom together and Kyle undressed his lover and then quickly shucked his own clothes. They both got into the tub together, first Kyle and then Ryan sitting between his legs and leaning back on the young man who was embracing and washing him gently.
"How did the session go?" Kyle asked.
"Very intense." Ryan answered. "How was Mark when he got home?"
"He was all smiles, but somehow I don't think he's dealing with the situation yet. He seems so child-like."
"It would be normal for him to revert back to an emotional time when he felt OK. What's important is that he feels our support and that we give him the time he needs to push forward." Ryan said. "You know, its not so bad to have a little boy in the house."
"Well, maybe we should adopt another and give him a brother." Kyle said jokingly, but then they both kept quiet as they considered the idea. Then Kyle reached and took Ryan's penis in one hand and pumped it gently while he fondled his testicles with the other. He could feel the tensions flow out of Ryan's body as he relaxed into the curative and sensual embrace of his lover.
Ryan's cock quickly engorged as Kyle stimulated it. Then Ryan turned his head to one side, their lips joined and their tongues danced together. Ryan felt Kyle's cock pushing against his lower back and used his hands on Kyle's golden, hair-covered, thighs; delighting in the feeling of hard muscle and soft skin.
Slowly Kyle masturbated Ryan, becoming gradually more and more vigorous. Ryan just laid back and allowed Kyle to pleasure him. He imagined that he was on a semen farm and that his male juice was being taken from him forcefully and his whole body tensed while his balls moved up higher and he shot his wad as Kyle worked his meat until he gave up every last drop of his cum. Ryan then fell asleep in Kyle's arms feeling so loved and so relaxed in the warm water.
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