Gays of Our Lives: Book 5 (Chapter 101-125)

****Opening Title****

*hot guy fades into light,

First his sculpted torso and chiseled abs, followed by his pecs, followed by his bulging biceps then finally his gorgeous face, a face created by Angels comes into view.

“The Geek and the Jock, The Twink and the Daddy, The Top and the Bottom, In love and lust, In trials and triumph, so are the Gays of Our Lives...”

Hot guy flexes his muscles

*Title sequence fades out

****Scene 1: Michael’s POV**********************

Augusta Drusilla Hotel, Rome, Italy, 

People often regret the actions they make after the fact. They often wish they could take back those actions because of the outcomes they cause. I for one always try to follow my heart and do the right thing when it comes to my actions. But no person is perfect and every one makes mistakes, that includes myself.

That night standing in a shower completely naked with a man, who was not my husband I realized too late that I had made a mistake, my actions were not right. My heart had told me to come to Italy with Edward because he had promised to help me rescue not only my son but Kayla and her baby as well.

In my head I knew that going off to a foreign country with a man that wanted to sleep with me was not a good idea. When he threw himself on me I knew then that I regretted my actions.

“Michael I’m waiting.” Edward chuckled, water cascaded down his hard pecs falling down the ridges of his abs. “You want me to stop this? All you have to do is make me stop.”

“Stop it! I mean it!” I shouted. As I spoke he tried to put his hands on me again, but this time I was ready for him. Just as he had reached around attempting to wrap his hand around my cock, I placed my hand on his hard chest and pushed. 

Edward didn’t make it easy for me to push him away; his pecs actually flexed and tensed at my touch. I managed to push him away from me however.

My forcefulness came as a shock to him, he was so taken by surprise by it that he lost his balance when I pushed him. Edward’s legs gave out and he fell ass first on the floor.

When I saw him fall I instantly felt bad about it. Sticking my hand out to him I tried to help him to his feet.

He pushed it away and rose to his feet on his own. When we were standing eye level again I noticed there was a huge grin on his face. “You know if any other man had made me fall flat on my ass I would have beat them senseless.” He laughed.

“Well then beat me then.” I replied defiantly. “You claim to care about me so much so I want to see you lay a finger on me.”

“If it were anyone but you and I would.” He added. “I could never lay a finger on you. All I want to do is make love to you.”

“Make love to me!” I scoffed. “How could you ever think I would ever have sex with you let alone climb into bed with you?”

“Michael you’re doing a whole lot of objecting for someone with a cock thats as hard as yours. The whole time I was in there showering with you I could see how turned on you were. That big dick was throbbing when I grabbed it, just look at that thing it’s still throbbing and leaking precum even now!”  His eyes seemed to light up as he talked about my dick.

“Stop that!” I cried, as I quickly wrapped the nearest towel around my waist so that I could cover up my nakedness.

“Why cover up that beautiful body? If you would only let me I would worship that beautiful body of yours. Just let me show you. You know you like all this attention, and that dick does too.”

“Look at the little guy he’s making quite the impression in that towel.” He chuckled causing me to look down at my junk. He was right because my cock was still hard as a rock and there was clear outline of it in the towel.

“Admit it.” He stepped closer to me.

“Admit what?!” I shouted,

“Admit that you want to sleep with me as much as I want to sleep with you.” He smiled as he moved in closer to me, so close that I could feel his warm breath on my face.

“I don't want to sleep with you.” I cried. “How many times do I have to tell you that I don't want to sleep with you for you to believe me?!”

“That throbbing dick says otherwise.” He laughed back, as he stepped closer to me; by this time he was so close I could feel his heart beating as he purposely pushed his muscles against my body. I could feel his dick pressing against my own even as my cock was wrapped under a layer of fabric.

“Listen up handsome if you can tell me you don't find my attractive without pitching a tent then I will believe you.”

I paused for a second searching for the right words to make him stop but I found them not. Edward on the other hand had much to say to me.

“See you can’t even do that, because you know you’re attracted to me. I can see it written all over that pretty little face of yours. It’s taking everything inside you to not tell me how hot you think I am. Isn’t it?”

I was about to respond to him when suddenly I looked up and I noticed he was bleeding. My gasp did not go unnoticed.

“What’s wrong?” He asked.

“You’re bleeding.”

“Really? Where?” He laughed.

“Right here on the side.” I replied, as I lightly wiped away the blood from the side of his head with my hand. “It looks like you have a cut on the side right here.”

“I’m sure I’ll be just fine.” He laughed it off. “I’ve sustained far worse injuries then a tiny little cut on my head. I think we were in the midst of a very important conversation That can wait.”

“No I don't think it can because your head is still bleeding. You should let me bandage you up,” I insisted. “Please let me help you, because I would feel awful if something were to happen to you and I didn't do something. It’s my fault you fell and hit your head in the first place.”

“Mike this is not your fault.” He added. “I hit my head because I tried to make you do something you weren’t ready to do. And that was stupid of me. This is because of me, not you.”

“Yeah I know, but if I hadn’t pushed you then you wouldn’t have fell and hit your head.” I sighed. “I just feel really bad now, because if it weren’t for you I never would have made it to Italy so fast.”

“I really appreciate all your help, I wish there was some way I could make this up to you.” 

“I’m sure I can think of a way for you to make it up to me.” He grinned. “I have a good idea of where we could start.”

“You know its not that late we could watch a movie or something before we go to bed.” I suggested in an attempt to change the subject. 

“I’m sure there are some good movies on tonight.”

“Yeah.....but  I’m still a little horny. I was kind of hoping we could watch some porn or something. Or something with nudity in it so I can get off.”

“Wait your horny still?” I laughed. “Didn’t you just shoot a load all over the freaking wall in the bathroom?”

“Yeah I know but there’s one thing you should know about me.”

“And what’s that?” I smiled.

“I cum buckets.” He laughed back. “Why do you think I brought all those guys with me to campus. I need someone to take all those loads.”

“Oh I thought they were just your servants.”

“They are....but when they are not tending to my needs, carrying by books, and making my bed they are servicing my dick and taking my load.” Edward chuckled.

“You know sex slaves are the best. With all your money I’m surprised you don't have one of your own.”

“Eric provides me with all the sex I need.” I laughed. “Won’t be needing any sex slaves this side of the pond.”

“Dude relax it was just a joke I don’t have any sex slaves, not to mention we Brits abolished slavery decades before you yanks did. All my servants ride my dick because they enjoy taking my load.”

“So what do you say? How about we watch some porn. You know there’s a ton of adult channels?”

****Scene 2: Mike’s POV**********************

Augusta Drusilla Hotel, Rome, Italy, 

Once he had turned the television on Edward plopped down on the couch. Without hesitation he pulled his shorts down past his knees exposing his hardening cock. He didn’t leave me with any time to react before he started stroking the shaft of his dick. He started rubbin his throbbing dick almost as soon as he whippped it out of his shorts.

Edward acted if it was completely normal for him to just pull his cock out and start  jerking it in front of me.

I watched as he rubbed his dick up and down, I could see his member getting hard in his hand. Before coming to sit down he had pulled out a bottle of lube from his possessions; he proceeded to pour the bottle of lube over his dick coating it from the tip of his prick all the way down the shaft.

While Edward jerked himself off on the couch I seated myself on the bed trying my best to avoid looking in that direction. I tried to find something on my phone to keep myself occupied but the loud manly grunts coming from the other side of the room were very distracting.

Suddenly Edward turned around to me. “Hey man why don’t you come join me? I know you’re horny I saw how hard that cock was.” he chuckled.

“Join you.” I gasped. “I never thought a british lord would invite me to a circle jerk.” I laughed a little to myself at the prospect.

“Yeah come have a seat right here.” he replied patting the seat directly beside him. “I try to always rub one out before I go to bed It will help you go to sleep.”

“I guess but don’t try anything.”

“What could I possibly do? Dude I’m as hard as a rock right now, I’m concerned with one thing and one thing only and that is getting off.”

“Oh ok,” I gulped.

After I had came over and sat down beside him, Edward turned back to stroking his throbbing dick as he watched the hot sex scene on the TV. Sitting so close to Edward allowed me to actually see Edward’s dick. It appeared to be  well over ten inches, a perfect ten or maybe it was a perfect ten and a few inches. And that thing had girth to it too. His dick had a long vein running along the shaft stopping right at the bulbous head of his cock.

Since he was fully erect his foreskin was pushed back and the head of his cock was fully exposed, I dont even know how to describe it but I’ll try my best. If you can imagine something being wrapped tightly around a pole (for lack of a better word) so tight that it appears that the wrappings will not contain it that is what his foreskin and shaft looked like.

On the television a blonde haired guy with a fair amount of muscles was pumping his dick in and out of this brown haired hunk. The top was hot but the bottom was gorgeous with even more muscles then the stud fucking his hole....With a fat ass too! Talk about a muscle bottom.

The hot sex scene on the television was turning me on and making my dick throb in my hands. The hunky bottom was taking that cock like a champ pushing that big bubble butt back on that thick dick all while he wailed and moaned his head off. 

Bottoms everywhere could take a cue from that hunk’s book the way he was throwing that ass back on that dick and arching his back like a pro.......my gwad! 

I watched intently as the two hunks on television fucked like rabbits in heat, with each thrust the bottom let out an animalistic noise that caused my cock to twitch.

It seemed like the more that sexy bottom screamed his head off the more. the top pounded his hole. His moaning was turning both me and Edward, I noticed him pick up the pace in his dick jerking everytime that sexy bottom let out one of those sex crazed moans of pleasure.

“Oh god.” I grunted, biting down on my lip as I watched the blonde hunk thrust his dick in and out of the bottom’s tight hole. The hot scene made me wish Eric was there to give me a good dicking.

“God that bottom is so freaking hot,” I grunted

“Yeah I know right but he’s not as hot as you,” Edward smiled as he handed the bottom of lube to me. “It looks like you could use this.”

“Thanks!” I replied as I took it from him. I had just finished pouring the lube over my throbbing prick when Edward leaned into me and whispered. “How about I give you a hand?”

“I dont know about that.” I sighed. “I dont think I would feel right about you jerking me off like that. I dont think I could look Eric in the eye after that.”

“Dude relex it’t not like I’m asking you to cheat on that meat head. This has nothing to do about feeling right this is about feeling good. If feels good it has to be right. Right?”

“Come on  it will be our little secret...or maybe we could bring your husband in and we could jerk each other off together.”

“I dont know about that.” I replied nervously. Part of me was nervous about what I had agreed to, but the other part of me seemed not to mind, it was like when he uttered those words ‘it will be our little secret’ it turned a switch on in my body. Those words seemed familiar to me but I couldnt remember where I had heard them and why I felt as if they had been directed at me earlier.

“Dude just shut up.” Edward chuckled as he wrapped his lube covered hands around my cock.

“Holy Fuck!” I grunted, all I could do was moan as he wrapped his hand around my dick and started rubbing a load out of me.

“Dude just relax so I can finish you off.” he grunted as he tightened his grip on my dick. “See from the way your cock is throbbing in my hand I can tell you like the way I jerk that big dick of yours. You dont even have to speak....I know you like it. 

“That dick is a lie detector and you’re failing misrably.” he laughed as he rubbed his smooth hands over my shaft. He scooted himself closer to me to the point that I could feel the hairs on his smooth thighs and muscular legs tickle my flesh.

With one hand wrapped around my shaft, Edward used his free hand to pull my underwear down all the way past my ankles, exposing my lower half to the room’s air. He started fondling my balls all while he continued jerking my dick. 

As time past he jerked my dick faster and faster picking up the pace in his cock massaging. He seemed to be enjoying jerking my cock ten times more then he enjoyed jerking his own dick.

Unable to stop him and being so completely and utterly horny I simply laid back and enjoyed the ride. I laid my head on the couch and let my eyes roll into the back of my head as the pleasure washed over me. My brain knew it was wrong but it felt so good, so nice to have his hands on my cock, massaging and jerking the cum right out of me.

My cock was leaking precum as Edward massaged my dick. He made use of the precum pouring from my cock using it as lube. 

“Mmmmmm,” I groaned as I felt Edward’s lube covered hands working their way up and down my shaft. As I felt his hand tighten around my prick I breathed in deeply letting it out just as hand reached the base of my cock.

“God damn!” I grunted breathlessly, still attempting to catch my breath. The way his hands felt as they worked their way over my cock, massaging and squeezing on the right muscle made my cock leap for joy.  “That feels so fucking good.”

“Yeah baby you like that,” Edward grinned. “You like the way I stoke that dick? Dont you? Its okay to admit it here.”

I kept thrusting my dick between his Edward’s wrapped hands when suddenly stopped. I opened my eyes and was about to ask him why he had stopped when he uttered words I thought I would only here from my husband.

“Lemme suck your dick?”

After he said the words I kinda just froze in place. I heard the words but I didnt know how to respond to them. It felt so good to have his hands on my dick but at the same time I knew it was wrong.... If his lips were on my cock I would be crossing a line I could never uncross...

****Scene 3: Kayla’s POV**********************

Somewhere near Rome, Italy, 

I know it’s been a while since you guys have heard from me, but in my defense I’v been rather busy. Getting abducted and going into labour while in an elevator will pretty much keep you preoccupied for quite a while. For the last several weeks I have spent a fabulous time in a dimly lit heavily guarded room located somewhere in the catacombs of Rome. That is exactly how I imagined spending the first several weeks of motherhood. In all that time I have perfected my sarcasm to near perfection. What else can you do when you’ve been held captive for weeks by a deranged woman and her minions?

I wouldn't have even known I were in Rome if I hadn't been told that that was were I was by one of the guards. Within a week or two of arriving at my prison with Johnny and my little girl I almost managed to escape. I became very friendly with the guards assigned to monitor me in my room and I convinced them to turn a blind eye to me when day and I made a run for it. I would have escaped if little Johnny hadn’t started crying; after that my little girl started crying too. 

It wasn't long before the other guards noticed I was gone and they came looking for me....with two crying babies it didn't take long for them to catch me.. After that failure my guards became more strict, they didn't allow me any alone time with Johnny at all and they only brought my little girl to me when it was time to feed her. Worst of all I never saw the guard who had helped me again. I worried something had happened to him because of my actions.

Ever since that day I have waited for another chance to make a run for it. As of late there as been little opportunity for me to escape with the children.

Oh there is just one thing that I seemed to have left out. You all are probably wondering what I named my precious little baby girl. It took a while for me to come up with a name for her but I decided on the name Spencer because I wanted a way for her to always remember the family that she came from, her mother’s family. And since I plan on marrying her daddy her name is going to be Spencer Hope Brady.

I was sitting in that dank room contemplating my latest plan of escape when suddenly I heard a familiar voice call out to me. “Wake up my darling we have a big day ahead of us.”

“Who is it?” I called out.

“It is I,” Regina called back, as she stepped out of the shadows. “My darling I hope you were kept comfortable while I was away.” 

“You were gone? I hardly noticed that you were not here to torment me because as you know I’ve been rather busy here.”

“So I’ve been told.” She snapped. “My guards have informed me you have made several attempts to escape your confinement, that was very foolish in your part. If you want to be reunited with your child I expect you to behave.”

“And what if I don't.” I growled, are you going to hit me or something!”

“Heavens no!” Regina laughed. “I abhor violence unless it is absolutely necessary, and in your case there are other ways of making you cooperate. Like making sure that you never see your precious child ever again.”

“You would do that?” I cried. “Are you not a mother yourself. Why would you try to keep a child away from its own mother?”

“I would have done exactly that if you had forced me to but that is of no concern to me now because by tomorrow my plan will of reached fruition and I will be rid of you and your friends as well.”

“Rid of us, what the hell do you mean by that? You know I want to see my daughter and Johnny right now!”

“Last time I checked missus Spencer I was the one calling the shots in this arrangement not you. You won't be seeing anyone unless I say so. If you want to know how exactly how I will be disposing of you and your troublesome friends you will just have to wait until tomorrow to find out.”

“So you’re planning on disposing of me  and you won’t even tell me how. I thought you were a reasonable woman but I guess I was wrong.”

“Telling you exactly what I have in store for you and your friends would spoil a good surprise and I do so love a good surprise. I will however tell you that your end will go swimmingly.”

“It will be a fitting in for you and your worrisome friends.” She smiled coldly. “Now I believe I asked you about your stay here. Were you comfortable in your confinement?”

“How could I possibly be comfortable in a freaking dungeon? You have allowed me very little time to spend with my newborn daughter! You have kept me locked up here under a city unable to breath the fresh air! And you have fed me the bare minimum.”

“And you know after I gave birth to Spencer I could have bled to death.” I yelled out “Do you really want to know how I feel?”

“But you didn't bleed to death I made sure of that.” Regina retorted. “I brought a doctor in here to look after you and your newborn.”

“You call that brutish half women half man thing that you brought in here a doctor? Every time that thing touched me it made my skin crawl.” I replied in disgust.

“That thing you speak of happens to have a name. My dear sweet husband Alistair created that thing a long time ago” Regina continued.

“I don't care what it is all I know is that that creature you call doctor is an abomination! It looks like that creature could have missed a couple meals while you were feeding me scraps.”

“We have fed you more then enough and besides who needs all that sunlight anyway. I have limited my time in the sun for the last several years and I don't feel worse because of it. You’re just complaining now.” Regina cackled.

“I beg to differ. That frail pale white skin of yours tells me that the lack of sun has done you no favors. You really should get some more sun it will do you good.”

“Kayla you needn’t worry about me because after today I will still be here and you will not.”

“You know I have been thinking about that surprise I have in store for you and your friends. You know I would hate to ruin a good surprise but seeing as you and your friends will all be dead by tomorrow I think I’ll make an exception for you.”

“Guard!” She yelled. 

Suddenly a guard appeared in the doorway. He was big hulking man with muscles upon muscles. He looked like had spent years in the gym building every muscle in his body to perfection. But I doubt his mind was as perfect as his body. The DeVilles had a tendency for hiring dim-witted meat heads to do their bidding. The muscular the better seemed to be their motto or maybe it was the dumber the better. If you have a room temperature IQ I'm sure the DeVilles can use you as one of their countless henchmen.

In any case there he was that big hunk  of man standing there was no expression. I doubted he had the sense to form another one. 

 “Yes Mrs DeVille.” The guard, his face as still as stone.

“Thank you for your prompt response Santo,” Regina replied. “Would you please show missus Spencer to the room where we have been keeping our very special patient.”

“What patient? What are you talking about? Who is in this room we’re going to? Is Blair in there?”

“You will soon see my darling.” Regina smiled.

Moments later Regina, myself and that big hulking guard were all standing in front of this room that appeared to have been made of solid concrete. God only knew what lay beyond that metal door.....I didnt know but I was about to find out

“Kayla my dear you will be the first to witness the great work that will lead to the demise of your and your friends.”

Suddenly the metal door opened and we were allowed to enter the room. After Regina entered I stepped inside behind her. Actually I was forced inside by the big burly guard pointing the gun at me.

Almost immediately I noticed a change in the temperature of the room; it appeared as if we had stepped into a refrigerator. If I had exhaled at that moment I’m sure I would have seen my breath.

“What is this place?” I asked, looking towards Regina. I looked up to see Regina who was standing off to the side looking down at this large metal container located in the middle of the room

“Come here,” she called out.

I walked over to where Regina was standing and looked down. When I saw what she was looking at I nearly jumped out of my skin. To my horror I saw the late Alistair DeVille staring back at me motionless. 

“Alistair is alive! But he drowned.” I cried. “It cant’ be!”

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