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</div></div><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 18px">"You're a freak, Casserole!" Brent Sawyer, the loudest and biggest neighborhood kid shouted, making a mockery of his target's last name.<br/>
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Of course the other two boys in the pack of bullies, Jared Starling and Mason Decker, combined sheer chaos with raucous peals of derisive laughter, as they hauled Moon Kasala up from the ground and thrust him against a chain link fence.<br/>
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"Where's your faggot brother? What's his name again? Tinkerbell?" Jared sneered, and did a twirling motion on his tiptoes like the ballerina he was trying to impersonate.<br/>
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The average age between the three bullies was twelve, and they probably outweighed Moon and Ever Kasala combined by 20 pounds at least. Moon was sweating because the boys had chased him and Ever from the public library a mile away from the house, and Ever wasn't anywhere to be seen. The Kasala brothers might have been considered special and unique gifts of joy to their parents, who immersed their children with radical ideas of gender neutrality, self acceptance and free exploration of their sexuality. The boys hair was worn long, they wore pink and yellow, and they embraced a green, environmentally mindful life that contrasted greatly with the more traditional philosophies and lifestyles of their fellow neighbors.<br/>
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In particular, the ignorant attitudes of other kids in their middle class neighborhood like Brent, Jared and Mason were what Moon and Ever came face to face with. Because Moon engaged in recreational sports like soccer and flag football with other children besides his siblings, his activities were considered acceptable. Ever's explorative mind and athletic physique needed space to express itself within the creative world of classical ballet. His world was insular and most of society associated ballet with girls wearing pink leotards and tights pirouetting around on stage. It was also a place where the presence of boys should have been completely absent. The Kasala brothers' long hair and use of pastel colors attracted more than just a passing curiosity, it attracted the judgement of others and encouraged physical confrontations like this with their peers.<br/>
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Instead of developing friendships with the few children in the neighborhood that liked to play with Ever and Moon, they were scared to interact further due to the two bullies and their ringleader, Brent, coercing them into avoidance. As a result of their dwindling social interactions,  Sorrel and Saraya had to sign their children up for outside activities. When it became evident that Ever and Moon became sad from their social exchanges, the boys spent more time being homeschooled, happily inventing their own games in the backyard and inside their home. Even with the lack of social interaction, their parents decided not to pressure their kids. Ever and Moon became closer than brothers could possibly be as a result, with Ever considering Moon his hero and best friend even though his big brother was two years older than him.<br/>
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Ever instantly knew there was going to be trouble when they exited the Bacon Street Public Library after being spotted by the three boys. Ever ran in one direction, and Moon took off in the other. Now Ever was scared for his brother because he couldn't find him anywhere. Panting for a breath and sweating in Seattle's mild summer heat, Ever stumbled out of the brush behind his neighbor's house and screeched to a halt when he heard the jangling sound of the chain link fence and the boys' obnoxious sounding laughter. Ever ducked down under the sweet sage brush and silently watched the three harass and then grab Moon's arms to hold him still so they could punch him until he cried. Ever couldn't sit there watching anymore, he had to act. <br/>
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Even at the age of eight, Ever had learned to be resourceful. He and Moon made all sorts of toys and things to play with out of recycled junk they found on the curb on trash day. There wasn't very much but dried leaves lying under his rail thin body, but as he crept back out from under the sweet sage, the brassy female end of a garden hose lay buried under the sea of leaves. Ever grabbed and pulled, but the cold snap during winter must have cracked the heavy duty plastic and a belt-sized swath of green and gold pulled free of the dirt and leaves. It was held in a tight, white knuckled grasp as he crept around the trees, using their cover to avoid being detected by the loud mouthed trio.<br/>
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"My name is Kasala. Not casserole. And my brother's name isn't Tinkerbell--it's--" Moon's voice cut off abruptly, as Mason's fist came crashing into Moon's midsection. Poor Moon went down like a sack of potatoes, tears already forming as he grunted for air and a wet spot formed in the front of his jeans.<br/>
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"Look the little faggot pissed himself! HAHA!" The boys were laughing so hard that they never saw Ever emerge from the shadows of the trees, with a dark plan set in motion.<br/>
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His skinny arm rose, and without anything to hinder the descent of the garden hose's metal end, the force smacked Brent right across the face and shattered his nose, which immediately started flooding like a crimson river down his face and all over his T-shirt. Ever's back swing was even more destructive, because as Mason spun around and tried to grab him, Ever's ballet skills became handy as he agilely leapt to the side and sent the loop of hard rubber around swiftly, knocking two teeth out of Mason's skull in the process. If Ever was scared, it certainly didn't show in the ferocity of his olive gaze as he turned the garden hose on the third bully, Jared. The whole time he was defending his brother Ever never said a word, until now.<br/>
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"I think you're next."<br/>
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Jared wasn't going to play nicely with Ever. He darted one way to avoid getting hit, then grabbed the hose in the other hand, yanking hard enough to bowl Ever over. Just when Jared got his fingers meshed in Ever's sweater, their altercation caught the eyes of a mother walking her baby in a stroller on the nearby sidewalk. The injured boys staggered off bleeding, not wanting to get cracked with the metal end of the water hose a second time or get caught beating up little kids. <br/>
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"Hey! You there! Get off of him right now!" the woman yelled, her presence spooking Jared, who ran away.<br/>
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When Jared released him, Ever was only focused on Moon. His brother was still clutching his belly but was sitting up in wide eyed surprise after witnessing his little brother's entire defensive attack. <br/>
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"You okay Moon? You okay?" asked a worried Ever, patting his brother's face.<br/>
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"Yeah, I think so, Ev."<br/>
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"Let's go home now. Thanks, Mrs. Cavendish." Moon replied, embarrassed because he peed himself and didn't want her to notice.<br/>
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"At least let me make sure that you boys get home safe." said Mrs. Cavendish, who just lived a few doors down from the Kasala's.<br/>
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Ever and Moon didn't argue the point. <br/>
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Led safely to their own doorstep, Elaine Cavendish explained to Sorrel and Saraya that the Kasala brothers were not the aggressors in the altercation. It was definitely on her agenda to report this little incident to the other boys parents to prevent this kind of activity from occurring in such a family friendly place. Theirs was a neighborhood where people knew each other, and looked out for each other. This event was no exception. After Mrs. Cavendish left with her baby, the Kasala's were quite shocked and a bit dismayed by Moon's description of what happened.<br/>
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Ever, their <i>wild child</i> had come to Moon's rescue. Asked why he did such a brave thing, he answered:<br/>
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"I did it because those boys were mean, and I was tired of watching them bully and hurt my brother." <br/>
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With his simple words of bravery, love and brotherly adoration, Ever became Moon's hero too.<br/>
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Pushing Magnus away was the equivalent of physically trying to push open a bank safe door without knowing the combination to the safe. <br/>
</span><br/><i><span style="font-size: 18px">Damn near impossible.</span></i><br/><span style="font-size: 18px"><br/>
Magnus' persistence and sheer intensity certainly paid off, as Ever's tears faded to low moaning noises. It was Magnus that he'd been physically attracted to at the Metro Market, along with the poetic, honeyed drip of the Germanic male's voice and his hypnotically suggestive phrases scattered throughout their vibrant conversation both in the produce section and later at his apartment. <br/>
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Just before everything went quickly south. <i>How in the world could he forgive such a horrible beast like Klaus? One that stole his virginity and innocence?</i><br/>
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Despite Ever's apparent distaste for what had happened to him, and the revulsion he felt as an after effect of being raped by Klaus--there was still this inherent desire that fueled a spark between himself and Magnus. His mind and his body diverged, leaving him confused by his actions. It was as if what Magnus was saying suddenly made complete sense as his mind mentally snapped into place like a pile of Lego's in a child's hand. Ever stopped struggling, his fighting coming to a standstill as he ceased trying to push away from Magnus. Allowing him access seemed so much easier than refusing Magnus' affection, especially when Magnus stroked him until Ever couldn't feel the water surrounding them any longer.<br/>
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Ever felt like he was floating peacefully in the sea of Magnus' love, at least for this moment in time. After a few expert strokes of his cock,  Magnus received his reward and Ever was soon bathed by several spurts of his own heated seed upon the ripple of hard muscle covering his belly. Erupting within the curl of Magnus' slender fingers, Ever's husky groans became a mere vibrato against the supple lips that hungered and thirst for his own, and<i> so much more. </i><br/>
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The haunting sounds Ever made during his climax would likely become a symphony to Magnus' ears.</span>