Trial Of Strength (Book 13)

"LIFEGUARD GRADY PAYS A HEAVY PRICE"

Grady, the sexy action-hero star of a big lifeguard movie, is grateful to Doctor Chad for healing his boy Brian after a bad accident. Weary Chad goes home to his Aussie lover Adam who gives the doc the rough, dominant sex he craves. Grady visits them to thank Chad personally, and the macho lifeguard finds himself double-teamed by the handsome blond doc and the rugged, muscular Aussie.

<><>    Grady Meets The Press    <><>

Grady’s boy Brian had been injured in a fall from his wheelchair and was lying in hospital in a mild coma.  A devastated Grady spent hours at his boy’s bedside, talking to him in the hope he could hear his voice.

He was under the care of the tribe’s Doctor Chad, who monitored Brian closely – and Grady too, who was under a lot of strain. Grady had neglected his film work, but Chad managed to persuade him to take a break from his vigil and return briefly to filming.

Grady had only one scene to shoot, a solo scene where his character, lifeguard captain Hunter, had to convey infinite grief over the death of a colleague. Emotionally exhausted, Grady could think only of Brian in his hospital bed, and his outpouring of grief created an extraordinary scene that stunned the film’s entire crew into awed silence.  

As the crew gave him a standing ovation Grady got a call from Doc Chad.  Trembling, he said, “Hi, doc.  What is it?  Just give it to me straight, Chad.”

“OK, here it is ... He woke up, Grady.  Your boy woke up.  Not only woke up but fully alert, and his first words were asking for you.  I’m with him now and he wants to speak to you.  Only a few seconds, though, I want him to rest.”

Grady heard his boy’s voice, still a bit dreamy.  “Hello, sir, where are you?  I was looking for you, I have so much to tell you.”

“And I you, kiddo.  Hang in there, tiger, I’m coming right now. Half an hour tops.”

He leapt into his waiting limo and gave the good news to his driver, and good buddy, Eric.  Then he called Mario.  “Chad called me.  He’s awake ... he even spoke a few words to me. Eric’s driving me there now.”

“Fantastico, amico,” Mario said.  “I’m going to give you some time together before I come over there.  I imagine you’ll have a lot to talk about.”

Eric drove fast and as they approached the hospital he asked, “Side door as always, Grady?”  One concern had been the gaggle of reporters hanging around since they got word that Grady was visiting the hospital.  So they had been using the unobtrusive side entrance and hustled Grady quickly upstairs.  But not this time.

“No Eric, we’ll go in the main entrance.  I wanna give them all the good news.”

Eric grinned.  “Okey-dokey, if you say so, dude.  You’re the boss.” 

The limo glided up to the front door and was immediately surrounded by reporters.  Grady got out, pushed through them, went up the few steps and turned to face them.

“Gentlemen, thank you for your concern.  Yes, I have been visiting a friend who had been in an accident and in a mild coma.  But I just got the news that he’s awake and doing well.”  There were a few cheers from the crowd.    

“I’m likely to be in there for several hours so there’s no point in you guys sticking around.  But I do have a request.  The hospital really gets spooked by crowds round the door.  There are anxious visitors coming and going here, so please give them their space and leave the entrance clear.”  Grady chuckled.  “You know, better than anyone, what the cops always say to a crowd, ‘No more to see here, folks.  Please move along.”

That caused good-natured laughter and as Grady turned to go inside someone shouted, “Hey Grady, we’re getting rumors of a fantastic scene you shot earlier down at the beach. Any comment?”

Grady laughed.  “You’ll have to check that with the studio.  Ask them about the ‘crying scene’. They’ll know what you mean.”

They began to disperse and Grady went inside to be met by the hospital’s PR lady who smiled, “Thanks for asking them to leave, Grady.  I’ve been trying to do that all day, but without success.  I guess I don’t have your charm.  Brian is impatient to see you, but doctor wants a word with your first.

Chad met him outside Brian’s room.  “Everything still OK, doc?”

“Sure is, buddy.  I’m surprised at how quickly he’s improved since he woke up.  I’m taking it as proof that all the talking you did had some effect.  It’s always been a medical theory that patients in a coma can hear familiar voices, and Brian sure seems to have been stimulated by your words and your presence.  When he opened his eyes his first words were, “Is that you, sir?  Where’s Grady?”

“Now, the prognosis looks good, but I want to keep him here for a day or two for observation as there’s always the possibility of delayed shock.  His headaches are easing, so I’m slowly decreasing his pain meds.  You’ll see that he has a black eye, which is usual after a bang on the forehead.  His vision in the right eye may be slightly blurred for a few days, so when I discharge him I’ll probably have him wear an eyepatch initially.

“He’s only just come out of his deep sleep and I want his brain stimulus to increase slowly.  So try not to excite him too much, Grady – ease him back into his familiar routine.  I’ll let you go in alone because you’re what he seems to need right now more than anything.”

“Doc, I’ll never be able to thank you enough for what you’ve done for my boy – but I’ll think of a way ... something big.”

Chad chuckled. “My thanks is seeing Brian’s smiling face.  Now go and see your boy.”

<><>    “Hey Kiddo, What’s Up?”    <><>

When Grady went in, Brian was on his side scrolling down his phone.  He looked up and beamed, that sparkling smile Grady had missed so much.  “Hey kiddo, what ya doing?  On the job already?”

“Have to sir.  I got behind on all the gossip for you and I was gonna call Brandon.  I’ve been asleep, you know.”

“I know, kid, and I also know that the gossip can wait.”  Grady gently took the phone from him and put it on the bedside table.   “Let me look at you.  I’ve missed you so much, dude.”  He smiled at the boy, then bent and kissed him on the lips.  “Mmm, that tastes good.  Hey, no more IV nutrition tube ... you eating already?”

“I was hungry when I woke up, sir, and wanted a hamburger but Doc Chad said no, and gave me some jello and something like a smoothie.  He said if I had solid stuff too soon I’d throw it up.  He’s a toughie, that doc.  But sir, he took such good care of me.  The nurses told me he deliberately worked the night shift so he could keep checking on me.  I want to find some way to thank him.”

“You let me take care of that, kiddo. I’ve got a few ideas.”

“And sir, I gotta thank you most of all.  The nurses told me you sat and talked to me for hours.  Seems I’ve been asleep for a long time.  It’s all a big muddle to me but I think I remember hearing your voice.  I’m not sure if it’s you told me I have to wake up ‘cos you needed gossip.  But I kinda knew I had to.  I think that’s why I woke up.”

“Do you, er, know what happened to you?” 

The doc told me.  Stupid of me, crashing my wheelchair and causing everyone so much trouble.  I gotta apologize to everyone ...”

“No you don’t, kiddo.  I talked to the guys about that and we decided no one is to blame, it was just an accident.  And now you’re awake, everything’s OK.”

“But what about the other guys, sir?  Do they know I’ve woken up?  Mario and Danny and Brandon ... I gotta ...”

“You don’t gotta do anything, kiddo, except get well.  It’s all been taken care of.  Danny has been great about keeping everyone in touch and he’s already told everyone the good news.  You know how fast the grapevine moves.  Er, does the doc let you sit up in bed yet?”

“Yes, sir, but I can’t do it myself.  Someone has to help me, someone with strong arms, preferably a movie star.”

“Where are we gonna find one of those?” Grady grinned.  “Oh, I know.”

He leaned down, put his arms under Brian’s shoulders, eased him up into a sitting position and plumped the pillows behind him.  “That’s quite a shiner you got there, kiddo.  The doc tells me he might have you wear an eye patch for a few days.  Make you look like a pirate.”

“That eye is a little blurred, sir, but the doc said it won’t last long. Actually, it could look kinda sexy.  I think Brandon will get off on a pirate fantasy.”

“Me too, kid.  I’m the ship’s captain and you’re the cabin boy ... and you know what the captain does to the cabin boy.”

Brian giggled, but then fell silent and frowned.  “Sir, there’s something I want to ask you.  All that time you sat with me, talking.  That must have been ... very sad.  Were you sad, sir? I’m sorry if I made you cry.”

Grady grinned.  “Hey, let me tell you a juicy piece of my own gossip, kiddo.”

“Should I be writing this down, sir?”

“No need, dude, it’s all on film.  See, it’s like this. You know that scene I was dreading?”

“You mean the one where you had to react to the news of your ex-girlfriend’s death? Yeah, I couldn’t even help you with that one by running lines with you ... ‘cos there were no lines ... just you staring out to sea and just looking ... well, sad.”

“And that’s the point kiddo.  Chad persuaded me to take a few hours off from sitting here, so Eric drove me direct from here to the beach. We went straight into the scene and I didn’t have a clue how I was gonna do it – ‘cos all I could think of was you.  And feeling sad thinking of you.”

“Ah, I see.  So that’s what you thought of and I suppose it all welled up.  Good thinking, sir.”

“I wasn’t thinking, just feeling, and picturing you lying in bed.  I forgot where I was, forgot the camera and just sobbed my heart out.  And after the director yelled cut, I turned around and the crew gave me a standing ovation.  Apparently, it looked sensational on screen.  What they’re calling my Oscars moment.

“Well don’t make a habit of it, sir.  I can’t fall out of my wheelchair whenever you need to feel sad on screen.”

Grady roared with laughter and stroked Brian’s hands.  “Dude, that’s what I’ve missed, being with you.  I was terrified of us not being together again.”  His expression was serious as he sat on the bed, holding his hands again.  “Kiddo, it was then I made a big decision.  Here it is.  I want to adopt you ... as my son.”

After a stunned silence Brian could say only “...Oh ... adopt me ... that’s quite an honor, sir.”

“So what d’ya think kiddo?”

“I think ... I think you shouldn’t do it.  It wouldn’t work, sir, because of all the publicity.  See, as soon as word gets out that international star Grady is adopting someone, it would suddenly be all about me, and I don’t want that.  I’d become famous, and I definitely don’t want that.  Reporters would try to take my picture, and ask me how do I feel about being Grady’s son ... what is Grady really like ... how does he treat me?  All that kinda stuff.

“Right now nobody even knows I exist, except the people who count – you, Mario, Danny, Brandon, and all our other guys.  And that’s the way I like it.  I’m not part of your celebrity world, sir, just part of your private world.  I love things the way they are.  During the day I help to keep the house in order, and when you come home you pick me up and swing me around, then ask me for all the new gossip. 

“That’s your way of leaving the stress of the day behind you, sir, and I love helping you do that. And my favorite thing is at the end of the day when you pull me out of my chair and into bed beside you, and we talk and talk.  I love it just the way things are.  Sir, I’m already your boy, I don’t need to be your son.”  He frowned.  “Have I upset you by saying that?”

Grady smiled his most dazzling smile. “Only to the extent you’ve made me love you even more, kiddo.  And you’re absolutely right.  Let’s keep things just the way they are, the way they’ve always been between us.”

Brian’s cellphone rang.  He picked it up and said, “It’s Mario.  Hello, sir.  Yes ... yes of course, sir.”  Brian looked at Grady.  “He’s in the waiting room down the hall, sir.  Wonders if now would be a good time for him to come in.”

Grady grabbed the phone, “Hey you sexy Italian, get your cute ass in here pronto.  You know what pronto means, don’t you?”

<><>   Doc Chad’s Dream Project    <><>

Mario came in and beamed.  “Ciao Bambino, so good to see you wide awake – and sitting up!”   Mario turned to Grady and kissed him long and hard.  “Hmm, you’re back on form, amico, I’m happy to say.  Have you been wearing this boy out, pumping him for the latest gossip?”

“Certainly not,” Grady protested.  “I told Brian the gossip can wait, we got more important things to think about.  Matter of fact, I just got rejected, turned down, kicked to the curb.”

Brian protested, “It wasn’t like that, Mario.  Grady said he wanted to adopt me, but I didn’t think that was a good idea.”   

“Quite right too, bambino.  We certainly don’t want the paparazzi hanging around, poking cameras through the hedges to get a picture of Grady’s new son.”  Mario turned to Grady and smiled.  “But it was a lovely idea, amore, and I love you for it.  Brian is already your boy and I always think of him as your son.  We can go on thinking that, without making it formal, which would leak out and poor Brian’s life would be forever changed.”

Brian smiled, “Thank you, sir.  I love things just the way things are.  I don’t want stuff to change just ‘cos I got a bump on the head.”

“So how is that bump, bambino?  How are you feeling now?”

“Pretty good, thank you, sir.  Still a bit woozy from the pain meds but the headaches are getting better.  People have been taking such good care of me here.   The nurses are great and they told me that Doc Grady stuck around all night mostly for me.  Did you know, I’m the youngest patient they have here right now?”

Mario was surprised.  “Really?  Why no kids?” 

“They said that treating kids is a lot different from treating adults.  There’s this really chatty nurse, Maureen, who I like a lot, and she explained a bunch of stuff.  Seems Doc Chad wants to open a separate wing for ... what did she call it? ... pediatric care, treating sick kids. 

“She said there’s an old rundown building on the grounds, and the doc wants to use that.  Something like that anyway, I was a bit woozy when she told me.  I think she was trying to keep me awake, and it worked.”

Just then the doc himself walked in.  “Hi, guys, the family’s all together I see.  And how’s the star of the show doing?”  Before Brian could reply, the doc shoved a thermometer in his mouth and held his wrist, checking his pulse. After a pause, “Hmm, pulse and temperature slightly elevated, only to be expected with all the excitement.  How’s the head, kiddo?”

“Feeling no pain, sir, but I am feeling a bit sleepy.”

Grady looked anxious but Chad said, “I’m glad you are, Brian, I want you to sleep and get plenty of rest.  And don’t worry, Grady, he’s not going back to that deep sleep.  This is just regular sleep, helped along by the pain pills. 

“OK, guys, here’s what’s gonna happen.  I’m off duty now, ‘cos I’ve been working thirty-six hours straight and I’m bushed – in no state to see patients or, god forbid, perform surgery.  I’m going home to sleep.  Adam has just been working flights to Sydney and back and he’ll be getting home soon.  So kiddo, I’ll stick around in here until you fall asleep.  My assistant will be monitoring you all night, and your favorite nurse Maureen is working the night shift too.”

“And then can I go home tomorrow, sir?”

“Oooh, let’s wait and see, young man, mustn’t jump the gun. I’ll have to check you in the morning and then make a decision, depending on the level of care you’ll be getting at home.”

“He’ll be getting the very best, Chad,” Mario said, “even if we have to hire a nurse.”

“I’m sure he will, Mario.  OK, Brian, lets get you bedded down now.”  Chad removed the pillows propping him up, then laid him down and tucked him in for the night.  

Brian looked up at Grady.  “Can you come back tomorrow, sir, or are you filming?”

“It’s the weekend, kiddo, so my next call time isn’t till early Monday morning.  Kiddo I’m all yours for the next two days.”

Brian smiled dreamily.  “Thank you, sirs, for coming today, I love you both.”  He yawned.  “But I am feeling a bit tired now and I ...” He sighed, his eyes flickered closed and he murmured dreamily, “See you in the morning, sir....” Grady bent down and kissed him, followed by Mario, and in a few seconds his breathing got deeper and he was fast asleep.

“He’s a wonderful kid,” Chad smiled, “and he’s obviously blissfully happy with his life with you.  Thank heaven he’s shielded from all that celebrity stuff you have to put up with, Grady.  He loves the privacy of that big house of yours.”  Mario gave Grady a knowing smile.

Grady said, “Doc, Brian mentioned that he is your youngest patient right now and said something about you wanting to expand into pediatric care.”

“Ah a project dear to my heart.  Caring for young kids and adolescents is not something we’re equipped for right now.  I want to open a separate wing and hire pediatric specialists, but of course that involves a lot of expense. 

“We’ve actually already got the space for it.  There’s an old building on our grounds that hasn’t been used for years.  It looks like a big old house, perfect for kids, and I think it was used for something like that in the past, way before we took over the hospital. 

“But it’s very run down and would need a lot of renovation.  We’ve actually set aside a considerable sum for the purpose, but not nearly enough for what we need, and we don’t want to run into dept.  The first thing we have to do is find an expert contractor we can trust, who would take a look at the place and give us a ballpark estimate of the cost.  Anyway, that’s down the line, a pipe dream right now that we hope might come true one day.” 

Mario said, “Chad, you do look really tired now, not surprisingly, so will you let us drive you home?  You could leave your car here and we’ll bring you back here tomorrow morning.”

“Hmm, very tempting, guys.  I don’t like to drive when I’m this tired.  Adam could bring me back here tomorrow.  We don’t spend nearly enough time together, he’s often away on his trans-Pacific flights and I work so much.   So thanks, guys.  I’m pretty sure Brian will sleep the night through.  My assistant will keep a close eye on him, and he’ll call me at home if he needs to.  And I will stay in close touch with you, of course.”

They kissed the sleeping boy once more and left the room.  Chad said, “I’m told there are still a few reporters hanging around but Mario says he parked right by the side entrance.  And you, Grady, have your trusty baseball cap, so we’ll make a run for it.”  Chad chuckled, “Thank heaven your boy never has to worry about things like that, eh Grady?”

<><>   Chad, Adam & Molly Reunited    <><>

They escaped the prying eyes and Mario drove Chad straight to the house he shared with his lover Adam.  On the way Chad got a text from his lover Adam.  He smiled, “He just landed at LAX and he’s on his way home.”

When they reached the house, out of politeness Chad invited them in for a drink, but Grady said, “No thanks, doc, you’re too tired to make small talk with us, you need your rest ...  and also a certain Aussie hunk who’s prob’ly been thinking about you for the last seven thousand miles.”

Chad chuckled, “You’re right, Grady.  He always knows how to relieve my stress.”

“I bet he does,” said Grady salaciously, licking his lips. “Should we call you in the morning to give you a ride back to the hospital?”

“No, really guys, Adam will take care of that.  You have done enough for me already.”

Mario hugged him.  “No, dottore, as we say, La scarpa è sull’altro piede ... the shoe is on the other foot.  It’s you who have helped us enormously by caring for Brian.”

“And we’re gonna find a way to thank you for that, doc,” Grady said.  “But we’ll leave you now to fall into those big strong Aussie arms.” 

It was when he went into the house alone that Chad realized just how exhausted his was, and how much he needed Adam.  He was greeted by an excited and slobbering Molly.  He cuddled her, then put down a bowl of her food that she almost vacuumed up.  He poured a drink for himself, lit the fire and sat on the couch.  Molly leapt up beside him and laid her head in his lap. 

For some reason tears came to his eyes.  He took a long drink of brandy, closed his eyes and dozed.  He wasn’t sure how much later it was when a sound made him open his eyes and he found himself looking up at a tall, handsome man with short black hair, wearing a smart black uniform.  “G’day, mate.  Any chance of a weary traveler getting a hug?”

Chad smiled and stirred, but Adam said, “Don’t move, stay right there.  Hey, Molly, shove over, old girl.  You’re hogging all the action here.”  He bent down, Molly licked his face then jumped down and sank onto the hearthrug with a contented sigh.  Her men were home.

Adam turned to face Chad and pulled him into a long, tight hug.   He felt his lover sigh and stifle a couple of sobs.  “Hey, what’s this, mate?.  Rough couple a’ days eh?”

“I can’t complain, Adam.  You must be tired yourself after that endless flight.”

“Well, I won’t pretend it’s a picnic being in charge of a crew and a planeload of nearly five hundred demanding passengers.  But that’s nothing compared with caring for one sweet kid and bringing him out of a coma.  Much more rewarding.  Thanks for keeping me posted with those phone calls, mate.  I was rooting for you all the way across the Pacific.”  Adam’s chiseled features broke into a smile.  “Not easy serving five-hundred people with your fingers crossed.”

Chad sighed again.  “It’s so good to have you back, Adam.” 

“You look bushed, doc.  But you know something?  You look even sexier tired than when you’re wide awake. Must be that vulnerability, unlike the usual disciplined, commanding chief surgeon.”

Chad grinned wearily.  “I don’t feel so commanding right now, buddy.  You know, I maintain that professional, authoritative doc pose all the time to reassure grieving people like Grady and Mario. I can never let them see how scared I sometimes am inside.  I mean, that sweet kid, Grady’s love and devotion to him.  If I made a mistake, if things went wrong for the kid, I can’t imagine ...”  Tears welled up again and ran down his cheeks. 

Adam pulled him into another warm hug.  “You’re exhausted, mate.  What you need is a long night’s sleep

“That’s the thing, Adam, it’s the kind of exhaustion where you can’t sleep. I remember my mother used to call it being over-tired, too tired to sleep.  There’s so much tension.”

“Ah, and that’s where I come in, dude.  I’m the one in charge now, and I know just the right prescription for Doc Chad.  No worries, mate, you’re coming with me.”

Adam got up and pulled Chad up with him.  He took his arm and propelled him into the bedroom, followed by a tail-wagging Molly.  Her favorite thing was watching her men in the bedroom, lying wide-eyed and silent in her corner. 

Adam grinned, “This place look familiar?  You know the drill.”

‘The drill’ was always the same.  They watched each other undress, always fascinated by the slow reveal of their sculpted bodies.

Adam took off his uniform jacket and placed it on a hanger.  He loosened his red tie and let it hang loose round his neck, then unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it and the tie off.  Underneath he wore a white tank displaying the contours of his torso, and now slowly pulled it up and off over his head.  He stood bare-chested, the belt of his black pants gripping his slim waist.

Chad walked forward and ran his hand over his light covering of black chest hair on his chiseled pecs.  “So fucking beautiful, man, you always amaze me.”

“Your turn now, mate.”

<><>    “How D’you Want It Mate?”    <><>

Chad was wearing his usual tan slacks and white short-sleeved shirt.  He quickly pulled the shirt off and Adam got an instant hard on, staring at his muscled torso.  Both men were so turned on that they urgently kicked off their shoes, unbuckled their belts and dropped their pants.  They stared at each other’s naked body.

“Fuck yeah,” Adam sighed, smiling at the blond with the face and body of a Greek statue. “Fuck yeah, man.”  He pushed Chad to the bed, put his hand on his chest and shoved him down on his back on the bed, butt naked.  Adam stroked his long rigid cock and grinned.  “How d’you want it mate?”

“Adam, all day and night I’ve been the commanding figure at the hospital, everyone obeying my orders.  Keeping up that image is tough, creates tension.  Right now I don’t wanna be obeyed, the one in charge.  I want you to take me, dude.  Use me, dominate me, show me who’s boss.”

“Got it, mate.  I’m your guy.”

The self-assured, ruggedly handsome Aussie had a natural dominance.  He was boss on the aircraft, a boss in the Sydney leather bars, and now boss of the naked doctor.  He stood on the bed, towering over him, legs astride him. “Oh yeah,” Chad groaned, “that’s what I need, man.”

Adam bent his knees, lowered his butt and sat on Chad’s waist.  He leaned forward, clamped his wrists to the bed, and pressed his cock on Chad’s chest.  Easing back and forth he slid his long hard rod in the cleft between his lover’s pecs.  Their faces were inches apart and Adam grinned, “So, the big macho hospital boss wants it rough, eh?  Brace yourself, doc.”

Adam reached forward and gripped the top of the headboard, his cock level with Chad’s face.   He pressed his balls against Chad’s mouth and he sucked them in.  The bulging balls filled his mouth and stifled him.  He choked, desperate for air, just as Adam pulled his balls out of his mouth and replaced them with his cock.

Chad swallowed it hungrily as Adam raised his hips and arched over him – hands braced on the headboard, legs stretched back, feet on the bed.  From that dominant position the dark-haired Aussie attacked the mouth of the blond doctor, whose square features winced under the assault.  He felt helpless, at the mercy of the alpha stud, his muscled, naked body arced above him, rising and falling, pounding his face with his cock.

Chad gagged and began to choke again, tears running down his cheeks.  Just in time Adam pulled back, sprang to his feet and off the bed.  He paced round the bed, not taking his eyes off the gasping naked man.   “OK, mate, so much for your mouth.  Now tell me what you really want ... Tell me, I wanna hear the big alpha boss say it.”

“I wanna get my ass plowed, man.  I want your dick in my ass ... want it so bad.”

“Show me your ass, stud.”  Chad curled his hands behind his knees and pulled his legs back, displaying his butthole and the fine blond hair curled round it. “Huh,” Adam scoffed, “not exactly the big boss doctor striding through the hospital, everyone calling him sir.  Let’s see how it sounds out of your mouth, big guy.

“Please, sir.  Fuck me.  I need to feel that shaft in my ass.  Please ... fuck me, sir.”

“Damn, you really want it, doc, don’t you?  OK big guy, here it comes.”  Adam knelt on the bed, behind Chad, pressed his palms hard on his pecs ... and drove his rod deep in his ass. 

“Aaahh ...  oh yeah ... thank you sir, fuck me ... yeaahh.”

Adam could feel his ass relax, feel the tension drain from his body, saw his handsome features soften from strain to smile.  Hey lay back and reveled in the elation of being dominated by the Aussie, his shaft driving in and out of his ass. 

In a daze he moaned, “Fuck, I love that, Adam.  I love you, you’re just what I need.”

“OK, prove it.” Adam again pinned Chad’s wrists to the bed.  “Now it’s me giving the orders, stud.  I’m gonna fuck the jizz out of you, and you’re gonna bust your load without touching your dick.  That’s an order, or I’ll rip your fucking ass wide open.”

The muscles of Adam’s perfect physique flexed as his rod pistoned in his lover’s ass, and Chad howled as jizz spurted up from his cock and splashed on Adam’s chest heaving above him. 

Adm pulled out, moved forward and knelt astride Chad’s chest.  He stroked his cock, pointing it down at his face.   “Gorgeous fucking face, but the handsome doc’s not so dominant now eh?  You want humiliation, stud?  OK, here it comes.”

Adam pounded his cock, jizz blasted from it and slammed down on the doc’s tear-stained face and into his gaping mouth. Chad gulped it all down and panted “God, I love you, Adam.”

“And you know I’ll always take care of you, mate.”  Adam fell on the bed beside him and licked the cum from his face, licked his cheeks, his chin and his lips, and kissed him. And now doc, here’s my prescription for you.  Sleep ... long deep sleep.  You think you can now?”

“Sure of it, buddy, provided I feel your arms wrapped round me.”

“All night long, mate.”

After long hard days, after intense rough sex that had drained all their tension, they were asleep in minutes.

Even Molly didn’t wake them.  Having watched the whole scene, she waited until she heard their heavy breathing, then jumped on the bed.  With a contented grunt the shaggy old girl curled up at their feet ... where she too slept all night.

<><>    The Big Idea    <><>

Next morning Mario and Grady were woken by a knock on their door, and Danny came in.  “Breakfast here or down in the garden, sirs?”

The tousled Mario smiled, “In the garden, I think, amico,”.  We’ll be going to the hospital of course, but we don’t want to get there too early.  Let Brian sleep, let Chad get a good look at him, and let the nurses do their thing.  We’ll shower and be down in a few minutes.”

Grady stirred and grunted, “I heard that.”

“Any objections?” Mario asked.

“No, sounds like a plan ... you’re the boss.”

Danny said, “Oh, and Bob called, checking to know if we needed anything.”

Grady jerked full awake and his disheveled head appeared from under the covers.  “As a matter of fact we do, Danny.  Could you ask, if he’s free, to come up here and have breakfast with us?  And you’ll join us too, I hope.”

“After he left, Mario smiled, “Cosa fai, amore?  I thought you said I was the boss here.”

“Not about this, you’re not, buddy.  This is something I’ve been mulling over ever since I was sitting by Brian’s hospital bed.  But I need Bob here before I tell you.”

The astute Mario had a general idea what this was about, but said nothing except.  “Let’s hit the shower, amico, or are you going to boss me around about that too?”

“Yes I am,” Grady grinned.  “A morning shower with my favorite Italian is something I insist on.”

Shortly thereafter Grady and Mario, casually dressed, went down to where Danny had set out breakfast on a big round table by the pool.  “Where’s Tommy?” Mario asked.

“He left.  Just said he had to go, and left.”  It was an unusually curt response from the affable Danny, and made Mario and Grady exchange puzzled glances.  But they didn’t pursue it ... there was enough drama going on right now.  This one – if there was one – would have to wait for another day.

Danny changed the subject.  “Bob said he’d be delighted to join us for breakfast.  He should be here any minute.”

They loaded their plates with food and were gulping it down when the gate intercom buzzed.  Danny temporarily had Brian’s job of opening the gates, and he punched his phone. The gates swung open and Bob’s Mercedes drove in.  He got out and strode toward them, wearing his usual blue jeans, a white V-neck T-shirt – and a big smile.

“Drop dead gorgeous, as always,” Grady said.

“I don’t believe that translates into Italian, amico, so this will have to do.”  Mario stood up, opened his arms and pulled Bob into a warm sexy hug.  Bob hugged Grady and Danny, sat down and asked, “So what’s the latest on our boy?”

No word from the hospital,” Grady said, “but no news is good news.  We’re hoping Chad will agree to release him today so we can care for him here.  But before we go there, Bob, there’s something I want to discuss with you and Mario, something real important.  See, doc Chad has been so great with Brian ... early on it could have gone either way, but Chad monitored him constantly, even pulling a night shift to stay with him.

“So, here’s the deal, guys, I want to give a major donation to Chad’s hospital – I think you call it an endowment, something that will go on for years.”

Mario smiled. “I thought something like that was buzzing around in your brain, amore.  I noticed the look on your face when Chad mentioned that dream of his.  See, Bob, Brian mentioned that he was the youngest patient there right now, and Grady explained why – that they were not equipped for treating kids and adolescents.  His dream is to restore an old unused building on the hospital grounds as a pediatric wing.”

Grady took over excitedly.  “And that’s where I come in.  Apparently the empty building has been left to decay and it’ll be costly to renovate it to the level they need. They have already saved some money, but not nearly enough.  I want to give them the money ... an endowment or whatever you call it.”

Mario looked searchingly at Bob. “Can it be done, Bob?”

Bob cleared his throat.  “An endowment to a hospital or other charity technically means that ...”

“Dude,” Grady said impatiently, “don’t give us the techno-speak.  I’m clueless about all this and it’s early in the morning for me.”  He scratched his head and put on a dumb look.

Bob chuckled.  “OK, guys, I’ll cut out all the lawyer crap and give it to you in laymen’s terms.  The truth is that right now, with this new movie and all, you are making too much money, Grady.  It’s pouring in, and your tax bill will be enormous.  You have made some charitable donations, like the food banks you support, which give you small tax deductions.  But I have been searching for something much larger that will give you a major deduction for the year.

“And the endowment you mentioned would fit the bill very well.  Better to give your money to the hospital rather than the taxman. eh?  Of course, there’s much research to do before undertaking such a project, and I always err on the side of caution, take a minimum of risk.  For instance...”

“Dude, that’s lawyer-speak again.  So it can be done, right?  Can I tell Chad?”

“Better let me do that, Grady.  I don’t want to charge in, give him false hope, and then we hit a snag that sinks the idea.  When are you going to the hospital?”

“Right after breakfast, Bob,” Mario said.

“Good. I’ll go back to my office and, with the help of my assistant Ryan, work up some financial projections of your anticipated income, and then I’ll come out there to join you.”

Grady turned to Danny.  “How’s all this sound to you, Danny?  As one of the family your opinion is important too.”

“Sound like a great idea, sir, if Bob can swing him.  And Brian would sure get a big kick out of it.”

“Yeah that’s what I was thinking,” Grady beamed.

<><>    A Large Endowment    <><>

A short while later an excited Grady was sitting in Mario’s SUV with Mario at the wheel.   He had, somewhat mysteriously, asked Mario to detour to an address in Glendale. which turned out to be a medical supply store.  “Let me do this, Mario.  It’s something I wanna do myself.”

“OK, Grady, I’ll wait here for you.  Don’t take too long.  If someone in there tips off the tabloids that Grady is buying medical supplies, the photographers will show up and, and heaven knows what story they’ll make out of it.”

So Grady was fast.  Apart from signing a few autographs he concentrated on the business at hand and eventually Mario saw him come out ... wheeling a wheelchair.  He folded it up, and threw it in the back seat.  “It’s for Brian,” he said unnecessarily.  “His old one’s a write-off.”

Grady sat proudly by Mario who said, “Did I ever tell you how much I love you, amore?”

“Hmm, let me think ...”

“Stupido,” Mario smiled.  “I tell you every night and every morning.”  Fortunately they had arrived at the hospital and Mario drove to the side entrance. “We’ll leave the wheelchair here for now,” Grady said. “Depends on whether doc lets him leave today.”

When they went into Brian’s room their doubts on that score were erased when they saw him sitting up in bed, laughing and raring to go.

Grady beamed.  “Hey, kiddo, what’s up?”

“Hello, sir.  I told Doc Chad I want to go home but he wants to talk to you and Mario first.”

Chad came in and smiled.  “If I don’t let him go, I think he’ll tear the place apart.  But I have strict instructions.  He needs plenty of bedrest for the next few days, no activity, no excitement.  I’ll come visit him at home later this evening.”

Brian said, “First thing I gotta do is get a new wheelchair.  I think I totaled my old one.”

“Not so fast, kiddo.  Hang on a minute.  Grady ran out of the room and downstairs to the car.  When he came back he was pushing the wheelchair he had just bought.  Brian’s face lit up.  “That’s a beauty, top of the line.”

“I insisted it be light, easily collapsible, but with a tray table and saddlebags. This one fit the bill.”

“Is it for me, sir?”

“Duh!  Who d’ya think?  I suppose I could donate it to the hospital, unless I can find a deserving kid who promises not to wreck it by rolling off a ramp.”

The nurses came in and Chad said, “We have to leave you for a while now, Brian, for the nurses to help you into the shower and check your vitals and such before we discharge you.”

Chad ushered Grady and Mario out, just as Bob came along the corridor. Chad smiled, “Hey, handsome, didn’t expect you to be here today.  What is this, some kind of conspiracy?”

“In a way, yes, doc.  Is there somewhere private we can talk?”

“Sure, my office.  I only came in this morning to check on Brian, and when he leaves I’ll go home too.  Adam’s waiting for me.  But I can always take the time to talk to you guys.”

“Good, ‘cos I think you’ll wanna hear this,” Bob smiled. They sat round Chad’s desk and Bob explained.  “Chad, Grady has come up with a proposal and I’m here to explain it to you.  He went through the plan step by step, with all the caveats, provisos and cautions, and as he spoke Chad’s eyes grew wider. “So what do you think, doc?”

“I ... I’m speechless.  Grady, I ... are you sure ...”

“Doc, I don’t usually insist on much, my pal Mario here is the pushy one in the family.  But I am passionate about this.  It’s my way of thanking you for everything you’ve done for my boy – plus, Bob tells me I get a massive tax deduction into the bargain.”

“But ... but you don’t know what you’re taking on.  That old building is so dilapidated, I ... I was gonna try and find a contractor who could give me a ballpark figure, but I’m a surgeon not a builder and he’d probably take me to the cleaners.”

“I know one who wouldn’t, Chad,” Bob said. “The best in the business.”

“You do?”  He saw Bob’s cunning smile and the penny dropped.  “You mean Randy?  But he’s always so busy, and we could never afford him.”

“But I could, Chad,” Grady smiled.

“And as for being busy, we’re in luck there,” Bob said.  “You see, Chad, Randy’s team handles government contracts that are very lucrative, but the current project is near to completion, and the next one won’t start for a few months – bureaucratic delays, you know how that goes. 

“Randy wants to avoid laying off his crew, and he could find fill-in jobs as a sub-contractor.  But you know Randy, he’s not a sub-anything, always has to be the boss.  So a job like this would solve a lot of problems for him, and the timing is perfect.”

“I would love Randy to have the business,” Grady said, “But he might not be so enthusiastic, when he sees that run-down old wreck of a place.”

Bob smiled.  “Well, er, we could soon find out.  Before I left my office to come here I called Randy and ran the idea by him.  He wouldn’t commit without seeing the place but – you know Randy – he said ‘I’ll be right over’.  He’s on his way now, with his architect Lloyd.”

“Jeez, you guys don’t mess around do you?  You don’t lose any time.”

“Not when I smell a business opportunity, Chad, and this one could be a win-win all around.  ‘Course, if you’re not ready I can always call and put him off.”

“Chad laughed.  “As I recall, Randy is not the kind of man you can ‘put off’.  He’d steamroller through here anyway.  I must admit, I’m in a daze right now, but ... OK, gentlemen, lets go down and meet them.”

Chad, Bob Grady and Mario waited outside for only a few minutes before Randy’s big truck barreled in and skidded to a halt.  He was wearing his work gear, of course – dirty jeans, boots, and a grease-stained old tank.  More smartly dressed was Lloyd who smiled a greeting.

“Hey, doc, how’s it hangin’?”  Randy gave Chad a bone-crushing handshake.  “Can’t stay long, gotta get back to work, but when Bob ran the idea by me I knew I had to get a look at this old ruin before anything else.  Lead the way doc.”

Bewildered at the pace things were going, Chad led the group across the parking lot to a different part of the grounds and the big old house. “I know,” Chad grinned, “looks like a haunted house from a horror movie.”  He tried the front door but it wouldn’t budge.  “Seems to be stuck.” 

Randy came up, slammed his shoulder against the door and grinned, “Not any more it’s not.” The door swung open, they went in cautiously and Bob said, “Jeez, you weren’t kidding, Chad.”

Randy took it in stride.  “OK, Lloyd, let’s go do the grand tour.”  The others moved out of the gloom into the sunlight.  When Randy and Lloyd finally emerged, Randy said, “Yeah it’s a mess alright. And that back part is a teardown.  It’s a challenge but I’ve tackled worse. 

“OK, doc, after I’ve talked to Lloyd I’ll get together with Bob and his computer whiz Ryan and work up a preliminary cost analysis.  But it’s doable, doc.  You’ve got the money, and we’ve got the muscle.  Grady, my boy, you’ve got yourself an endowment, and I take my hat off to you dude.  The world needs more guys like you.”

“Thanks Randy, that means a lot.”  Chad took a deep breath.  “Er, guys, there is only one other thing I really want.  I want to choose a name for this building.

“No problem,” Chad smiled.  “As the donor you naturally get naming rights, Grady.  What’s it to be?  The Grady Building?

“No Chad.  I want it to be called The Brian House, with a sign over the door and everything.”  Mario’s eyes misted over and he kissed him.

“The Brian House it is,” Chad said.  “And what d’ya know?  Here comes the boy himself.” 

A nurse was approaching, pushing Brian in his new wheelchair.  Seeing the unexpected group of men, Brian grinned, “Hello, sirs, are you the Welcome Home committee?”

“Kind of,” Randy said. “Gee, kiddo, that eye patch is way sexy.  I should get me one of those.”

“It would suit you, sir.”

“Any way, dude, looks like Doc Chad is gonna get his new hospital here, thanks to your man Grady, and you’re gonna get your name over the door.”

“That’s right, kiddo,” Grady smiled.  “It’s gonna be called The Brian House.”

“Really, sir?  Really?”  Brian blushed.  “My name?  That is totally cool.  Wait till I tell the guys.”

<><>    The Lifeguard Gives Thanks    <><>

After that, the group quickly disbursed.   With a final hug for Brian, Chad left for home and Adam.  Randy leapt into his truck with Lloyd and roared away, and Bob left in his Mercedes.  “OK, kiddo, let’s hit it,” Grady said.  Brian insisted on wheeling himself to Mario’s SUV.  He pulled himself into the passenger seat and folded his wheelchair behind his seat.

Mario drove them home, to be greeted enthusiastically by Danny.  “Welcome home, dude.  You’re looking great, especially with that Long-John-Silver eyepatch.  Way sexy.”

Mario insisted that Brian go straight up to his room for some bedrest, as the doc had insisted.  Grady said, “Hey, kid, d’you mind if I leave you for a while?  I got an important errand to run.”

“That’s OK, sir.  I got some phone calls to make, especially to Brandon.  We got a bunch of stuff to talk about.  When you get back I’ll prob’ly have a lot to tell you.”

“I’m counting on it kiddo.”  Grady turned to Mario. “OK with you if I skedaddle for a while, dude?”

“Go right ahead, amico.  I have a good idea where your ‘errand’ is.  Give them both my love ...”

“You Italian fox, you.  You always could read my mind.”

“It’s like a good book,” Mario laughed.  “Especially the sexy parts.” 

Grady went to his own car and rummaged in the trunk.  He pulled out a pair of his red lifeguard shorts and white tank-top printed with a red cross and the word Lifeguard.  He changed into them, then drove down the hill barefoot to the house of Chad and Adam.

He walked to the front door, but there was no sound, and no Molly.  He didn’t want to interrupt them, but he really needed ...  The front door was ajar and he pushed it open.  He heard sounds coming from upstairs so he went up quietly and looked through the crack in the bedroom door. 

“What the fuck?”  Suddenly the door was yanked open and Adam stood there stark naked.  Grady glanced over at the bed when Chad was lying on his back, also naked. 

“Guys, I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt you when you were ... It’s just that I wanted to thank you again, doc – personally this time, separate from all that endowment stuff.  I personally owe you such a huge debt of gratitude and needed to thank you ... personally.  But if you were having sex, I’ll come back another ...”

“You’ll stay right where you are, mate.” Adam said.  “You came here in your lifeguard gear deliberately to turn us on, which incidentally is smoking hot, dude, and a huge turn on.  So no way you’re gonna leave without thanking the doc there.  We had just started out, and there’s always room for one more, what d’ya say doc?”

“Right there with you, Adam.  Let’s see what the lifeguard captain’s got.”

Adam pulled Grady into the room and ran his hands over his body.  Damn, you are fucking gorgeous,” Adam growled in his deep Aussie accent.  No wonder your movies are such blockbusters all over the world.  You’re on billboards all over Sydney.  And now here you are, with Chad and me ... and you’re gonna show us just how grateful you are.  Come over here.”

Adam pulled him over to the bed where the naked doc smiled up at him.  “You know Grady, even though things were real serious in the hospital, I had a hardon all the time I was with you.  And now ... fuck, look at you, just as you are on the screen, a musclehunk lifeguard.

Before you barged in, my lover Adam was gonna make my dick hard.  “Adam, OK if the lifeguard takes your place?”

“Go for it, mate. On your knees, captain.”  Grady knelt by the bed, leaned over Chad and swallowed his semi-hard dick.  It quickly stiffened and filled his mouth, the head banging the back of his throat.  Grady feasted on it hungrily, thrilled to at last have his mouth wrapped round the dick of the handsome doctor he had admired for so long.

He heard the Aussie drawl behind him.  “Don’t stop, dude.  Chow down on that dick.”  Grady felt his shorts being tugged down and the Aussie’s shaft pierce his ass.  His head jerked back and he howled, but Adam grabbed the back of his head and forced his face forward, on Chad’s cock again.  “How’s it feel to get spit roasted, captain?”

It felt wild – face-fucked by the doc, butt-fucked by the Aussie.  It was gonna make him cum, he couldn’t hold back ... until suddenly Adam pulled out.  He grabbed Grady’s hair and yanked his head back, off Chad’s cock.  He pulled him up on his feet and stared at him – the handsome lifeguard wearing only in his white lifeguard tank stretched over his muscular chest.  “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” Adam kissed him voraciously, then told him to stand on the bed.

Chad, his cock standing erect, gazed up at the action-hero lifeguard standing astride him, naked from the waist down, his torso bulging under his white tank.  Adam stood on the bed behind Grady, clamped his hands on his shoulders and forced him to sink to his knees over Chad.  Grady felt the head of Chad’s cock press between his ass cheeks and enter his ass.

Still Adam pushed him down until Chad’s rod pressed deep ... and slid over the inner sphincter.  Grady howled in the ecstasy of the moment, and when Adam released his shoulders he rode the cock of the blond Greek God whose head rolled from side to side, jaw clenched.

Grady leaned forward, braced his hands on the bed and stared down at Chad.  “I’ve wanted so long to feel your dick in my ass, doc.  It feels so ... aaagh!”  He yelled as he felt another cock press against his butt.  He inhaled sharply as the cock slid in, on top of Chad’s. 

He was being double fucked by the doc and his macho Aussie lover.

He relaxed his ass and looked back over his shoulder at the muscled Aussie, then down at the handsome blond doctor, and felt their cocks grinding together inside him.  His own cock was throbbing, but he held back his orgasm, lost in the fantasy of being double teamed by lovers. 

Chad reached up and clamped his palms on Grady’s lifeguard tank, feeling his pecs ripple under the thin fabric as he rode two bulging cocks. The double fuck went on endlessly, and Grady began to wonder how much he could take.  But at last Adam said, “OK, captain, the time’s come for you to really thank the doc – by shooting a load all over him, while we both spill in that hot lifeguard ass,”

Driven wild by the sensation of two cocks sliding against each other in his ass, and the fantasy of being double teamed by two magnificent lovers, Grady yelled.  “Thank you, doc, thank you for giving me back my boy.  Fuck ... I’m gonna cum, I gotta cum ... yeaah ...  His body tensed, his cock throbbed and spurted jets of semen over the naked body beneath him. 

“You ready, mate?” Adam shouted triumphantly.  “Let’s fill the lifeguard captain with jizz ... now ...!!”   Grady gasped as they shot their loads together and flooded his ass with their juice.

The room resounded to the heavy breathing of three jubilant men.  Adam grasped Grady’s hips and pushed his butt forward so the cocks slid out of it.  Grady sighed deeply and fell forward on the bed beside Chad.  Adam grinned down at them.  “That was bloody brilliant, mate.  Damn you’re a hot son of a bitch.  “You consider yourself thanked, Chad?”

“I’ll say, and then some.  Grady, it was a privilege to help you and your boy, and then to double-fuck that gorgeous ass with my hunky lover.  So here’s my final instruction as your doctor.  Your boy is home and wanting you. So go to him, love and nurture him as you’ve always done.

Grady got off the bed, pulled off his tank, put on the red shorts and laced them tight round his waist.  “Guys, that was .... damn, if ever you wanna be ‘thanked’ again, just say the word.”

He left the room and Adam smiled at Chad.  Mate, do you realize we just double fucked an action hero the whole world drools over?  Fucking hot watching the lifeguard suffer.  But now, at last, it’s just you and me, doc.

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TO BE CONTINUED IN “A Trial Of Strength – Book 13: Chapter 42