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

****Scene 1: Narrators’ POV**********************

Chandler Hotel,  1507 Regency Avenue, 

People always say that they want the New Year to come in with a bang, and for Eric, Michael and the rest of the gang it really did come in with a bang. When we last left the citizens of Harmony they were in the midst of celebrating the New Year. And in true Chandler fashion the Chandlers along with the other notable families of the town rang in the New Year in style drinking champagne and rubbing elbows at the annual Winter Gala. The venue of course was at the top of the appropriately named and very upscale Chandler Hotel. 

By the time midnight came and two thousand and seventeen finally came to an end everyone at the party had had more than a few drinks. But it was all for a good cause, at least that’s what all those rich folks said when they showed sporting outfits that cost more than the average person’s yearly salary. But it was a grand end of the year party after all.

In any case grand parties in Harmony seldom end without any major disturbance. And for the Chandler Winter Gala there were two major disturbances of which I will relate to you later on. For now I will tell you the reason for these two disturbances, and to do that I will have to go back months ago to when Michael and his friends vacationed in Europe. While the gang was staying in London they met a seemingly friendly women by the name of Blair Blackburn. Weeks later when they were all back in the States and they discovered that Blair was there too, they thought nothing of it. And when she offered her assistance to Michael and Eric when they needed a baby sitter for little Johnny they happily accepted it. 

Neither Michael nor Eric noticed the strange obsession and attachment that Blair had with their son. Charlotte having walked in on Blair calling herself the Baby’s mother led to the strawberry blonde’s increased suspicion. Charlotte was the only one that had any idea what Blair was really about. In Charlotte’s defense she did indeed warn everybody about the threat that Blair posed.  

With everybody ringing in the New Year upstairs the seemingly sweet Blair found it the perfect time to get what she was really after. And that of course was Michael and Charlotte’s baby little Johnny. This was the real reason Blair had befriended them in London, and the reason why she had traveled all the way to Harmony. Unfortunately for Blair while she was in the middle of abducting the little tyke the heavily pregnant Kayla walked in on her. That is when the first disturbance occurred, this was when Blair attempted to leave the hotel with the child while holding Kayla at gunpoint.

Blair had managed to get Johnny and Kayla half way down the hall, and they were about to step onto the elevator. When they were interrupted by Michael and Eric who were at that moment walking down the hall. Michael and Eric had had a few drinks, but they were still coherent. When Eric realized what was going on he tried to rescue Kayla and the baby but with all his muscles he was no match for Blair in her gun. And now he had a bullet in his chest to prove it.

****Scene 2: Michael’ POV**********************

Chandler Hotel,  1507 Regency Avenue,

When I saw Eric fall to the ground my mind began to race. I cried out in pain as if I had been the one that was shot. Even though I saw the blood. I heard the gunshot; and I still didn’t know what to do. What could I do? I was in a state of shock. As I fell to the floor, tears running down my cheek all I could do was watch in horror as the elevator closed. Blair, the women I had trusted with my son was taking him from me and she was holding my very pregnant best friend Kayla at gunpoint. I couldn’t make it to the other side of the room in time to stop Blair from shooting Eric; I couldn’t even stop her from taking my son. 

Within seconds the elevator closed and Kayla, Blair and my son were gone and there was nothing I could do. Nothing at all…..

I collapsed in the middle of the carpeted hallway right beside my injured husband. Streams of tears ran down my cheek as I sat there beside him. My head was spinning as I cradled Eric in my arms.

“Eric please say something. Please speak to me.” I begged. “Please you have to say something to me. Please baby I love you.”

“M-Michael.” He looked up at me as he gasped for air clearly suffering from the gunshot wound. Blood coated his white dress shirt. Eric coughed a little then turned back over. He was unconscious.

“Don’t worry baby I’m going to get you some help. I promise.” I cried. Tears were still rolling down my face as I said those words. I reached in my pocket for my phone but it wasn’t there. Eric didn’t even have his phone either; we must have left it upstairs at the party.

I didn’t have time to go back upstairs to retrieve our phones. My son Johnny didn’t have the time and neither did Eric. I needed to get some help for both of them. I knew that since Kayla was with Johnny she would do her best to keep him safe. So at least for this second I could try and save my husband’s life. So I did the only thing I could think of. I stood up and ran down the hall banging on each door as I went.

“SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME! HELP! Somebody HELP ME!” I cried out. “Please help. Somebody please help me. My husband needs help!”  

I reached the end of the hall and started knocking frantically on the door.

I had been knocking on the door at the end of the hall for a few seconds when suddenly the door opened. My mouth dropped open when I looked up and saw who was standing on the other side of it. Standing there wrapped in nothing but a skimpy towel was Edward Hastings, the British noble who had followed me to the states. 

My mouth hung open as my eyes wondered down, taking in his ripped body Those thick pecs, those bulging muscles that made his arms look incredibly huge, the light trail of black hair that ran through the well-defined ridges that formed his eight pack. Edward may have been a pretentious ass but there was no denying he was incredibly attractive.  He was gorgeous, but I would never say that out loud or in front of Eric for that matter.

“Michael I think you should close your mouth before someone sees you gawking..” Edward chuckled. As he laughed his abs tensed and tightened. 

“What happened between you and Eric? Did you decide you wanted to spend the New Year with a real man or what?”

“And what’s with all the yelling and banging?” He continued. “If you wanted me to pound that ass all you had to do was ask.”

“I’d be more than happy to fill you up with my seed.”  He added, his pecs twitching as he spoke. I’m sure he did this on purpose he knew what I was looking at.

“Edward stop this is not about Eric and it’s not about sex. I seriously need your help.” I pleaded with him. Placing both my hands on his chest. “Please.”

“Michael you are absolutely delicious you shouldn’t have to beg for anything. I would love to help you. How can I be of assistance for you baby.”

“Don’t call me that.” I protested. I just need to use your phone.”

“Why do you need to do that?” he laughed, as he grabbed hold of my “How about you come inside and we can have a drink. I would love to spend some time alone with you.”

I’m sure you would.” I sighed. “But I don’t have time for that. I really don’t have time for you to flirt with me or try to seduce me. I have to help them. I have to. I just have to. I can’t I can’t waste any more time...I have to save him. I have to save both of them.”

“Michael calm down.” Edward replied, grabbing hold of my wrist. “What are you talking about? What’s going on? You have to save who?”

“I have to save Eric and I have to save my son too... OK!”

“What do you mean?” Edward asked stunned. “What are you talking about?”

“I have to save Eric and I have to save my son.” I repeated. “Because Eric was just shot when all he was trying to do was prevent this girl who I thought was a friend from kidnapping our child.”

“Oh my god why didn’t you say that sooner!” he grunted. He had already dialed 911 by the time I opened my mouth to speak again.

“I tried to tell you.” I pleaded. “But you didn't care. All you were concerned about was getting me into your bed.”

Edward stepped out of his suite, still wrapped in nothing but a towel. His eyes immediately landed on Eric who was laying there bleeding in the middle of the hallway. “Oh my god!” He exclaimed.

“Is that Eric?” 

“Yes it is.....come on we don't have time.” I pleaded.

“Hold on.” He replied. “Why don't you just calm down.”

“I don't have time to calm down.”

****Scene 3: Mike’s POV**********************

Harmony Hospital,  6024 Main Street, 

Edward called 9ll and told them what had happened just like I had told him. Within minutes of making the call, police officers, EMTs and paramedics swarmed the area. So much for a peaceful transition into the new year. When it became evident that not only had a man been shot at point blank range but a child had been abducted as well the police began to ask questions. They questioned me and they tried to question Edward too. I wouldn't have been able to ride with Eric to the hospital in the ambulance if Edward had not convinced them that I didn't have to time to answer their questions and see my husband through his surgery.

When the EMTs and paramedics arrived they made it abundantly clear that Eric needed immediate medical attention. They rushed him to the hospital and I came along.

We arrived at Harmony Hospital a few minutes later. The paramedics rushed Eric into the Hospital’s emergency entrance on a stretcher. There was a doctor waiting for us when we arrived.

“What do we got?” The doctor asked.

“Doctor McCarthy this is Eric Smith. Unresponsive. Gunshot wound to the chest. BP 90 over 50 with a pulse of 60.” The Paramedic replied.

“This is my son’s friend.” Dr. McCarthy gasped. “What happened to him?”  Doctor Tomas McCarthy had the concerned look that only a parent could have on his face. While Dr. McCarthy wasn’t Jake’s biological father he was after all the man who had raised Jake from birth. And Eric and Jake were more then just sometime friends they were brothers too.

“Well apparently mister Smith was at the New Year’s Eve party at the Chandler Hotel....There was some kind of altercation there that night and the poor boy got shot.”

“He’s lost a lot of blood.”

“Take him to elevator. To the ICU on the tenth floor. We’re going to need to operate on him right away. We don't have time to waste.”

The paramedics immediately proceeded to the nearest elevator. I would have joined them if there had been room on the elevator for me. But there wasn’t any room for me so I decided to take the stairs instead.

I reached the tenth floor just in time to see the paramedics and hospital staff wheeling Eric’s stretcher into the operating room. I would have followed them into the room if they had not shut the door behind them. Once inside the doctors began working frantically to save my husband’s. While I was left to my own devices. With all the blood that Eric had lost his situation looked dire.  I found myself forced to contemplate a life without Eric, the love of my life. Luckily for me the operating room had large glass windows from which I could watch intently as the doctors worked on him,

I would have stayed there my eyes pressed up against the glass all day long if I had not been prevented from doing so. I felt a hand press on my shoulder. It was not the rough heavy hand of a man but the light delicate touch of a woman. I spun around to see Hope Spencer, Kayla’s mother and the town’s police commissioner looking solemnly at me.

“Hello, Commissioner Spencer.” I sighed

“Hello Michael.” She half-smiled. “ I know you are hurting right now. But I think we need to talk about what happened. I need to understand why my daughter and your son is missing and why your husband is laying in a hospital bed.”

“Commissioner Spencer how can I talk about that right now. I can barely control myself right now. My husband’s was shot and worse still my son had been abducted by a woman I thought wanted to help me and my family.”

“Michael it if for that exact reason that we talk about what happened last night.” She pressed. “And please call me Hope. You and Kayla have known each other for years and I think of you as a son.”

“Ok Commissioner Spencer.....I mean  Hope.” I corrected.

“Michael I have men searching the city right now for any trace of that girl.....Blair Blackburn. I have reason to believe that my daughter and your son are still in the clutches of that woman.”

“If you have any information that you can give us that can help as track down this girl please tell me. Help me. I need you to help me so that I can help save our loved ones.”

“Mrs Spencer.....I mean Hope I really wish there was something I could give you but I know nothing. The only thing I know is that Blair Blackburn came all the way from the United Kingdom to  be a nanny for my son; she came highly recommend with a long list of references but as to her motive for doing this. I know nothing. Up until last night I had know idea that Blair would do something like this. She had everyone fooled, except for Charlotte.”

“Charlotte was the only one who didn't believe her phony behavior. I was a fool to trust her.”

“Where is Charlotte now?” Commissioner Spencer asked.

“She’s probably still at the hotel with Kevin and the rest of them.” I gasped, when I realized that none of my friends and family knew what had transpired in the early hours of that day.

“You know what Michael. I’m going to head back over to the police station and see if my men have come up with any leads to the whereabouts of Blair Blackburn.”

“I hope Eric pulls through this. I think everyone at the police station is praying for his recovery as well as the safe return of your son and my daughter.”

After Commissioner Spencer had left I called both Kevin and Charlotte. They sensed something was wrong but I didn't dare tell them. All I could say was that I needed them to meet me at the hospital. How could I tell them what I knew. There was no way I could tell Kevin over the phone that his heavily pregnant fiancée had been led out of the hotel at gun point; nor could I tell my son’s overly protective mother that he had been abducted as well. That was something that had to be done in person.

While I waited for my friends and family to arrive I thought about the last few months. All the times Charlotte had declared her distrust of Blair. I was a fool for not believing her. Before any of my friends or family members had arrived my solitude was interrupted once more. This time it was a man who disturbed me. It was Edward Hastings, he had followed me to the hospital. Not right away it might seem. I noticed that he was no longer sporting the thinly wrapped bath towel. Instead he had donned proper clothes. Jeans on his thick muscular thighs and a nice tight blue colored t-shirt underneath which is hard pecs and rippling muscles bulged.

“Edward!” I groaned. “What are you doing here? How did you find me.?”

“What am I doing here?” He retorted. “I thought that would be obvious to you. I came here to comfort you. I know you must be hurting so I’ve decided to put aside my feelings for you so that I can help you.”

“I didn't even have to follow you.” He chuckled. “I know how much you care about Eric. I knew I would find you here outside the ICU waiting on Eric to come out of surgery.”

“Edward what are you talking about? How exactly can you help me?” I replied. “What are you going to do perform surgery on Eric? Please just go I don't have time for games.”

“Michael you have to see that I do care about you. I’m not trying to play games with you. I really want to help you.”

“And how do you suppose you are going to do that?” I sighed.

“By rescuing your  son from the clutches of that bitch Blair.” Edward smiled. “Michael I know you are probably going to get your grandfather to use his connections to find them, but I’ve got connections of my own how do you think       

 I managed to find you?”

“You want to help rescue my son?” I asked nervously. “What could I possibly give you in return for saving the one person I care more about in this entire world?”

“Of course I do. Nothing would make me happier then returning your son to you. Michael and I’ll have you know that I want nothing in return for saving your son from that wack-job.”

“I know what you’re thinking. He want to fuck me. Of course I want to fuck you but I’m not going to keep your son from you so that I can sleep with you. That wouldn't be right.” He added. 

“You tried to get Eric arrested while we were in London so that you could sleep with me.” 

“Yes and that was wrong.” He continued, looking down at the floor as he talked. “I hope you can forgive me for my behavior. I know now that it was wrong of me to attempt to blackmail you into sleeping with me. I know you will sleep with me willingly. You and I both know you are attracted to me and the sooner you realize that I’m a far better man then Eric will ever you will come to my bed.”

“What is he doing here!” Charlotte interrupted.

****Scene 4: Charlotte’ POV**********************

Harmony Hospital,  6024 Main Street, 

It was several hours after midnight when I received a call from Michael the father of my son. I hadn't seen either of them since the party last night. While we were on the phone Michael didn't exactly tell me what was going on, but from the way he sounded on the phone it had to be something serious. He simply told me to meet him at the hospital on the tenth floor and that he would explain everything.

I quickly dressed and rushed over to the hospital. Apparently I wasn't the only one Michael had thought to call; I learned this when I met both Kevin and Haley in the lobby. We all got into the elevator together to the tenth floor. Kayla and Jake were both absent from our party. I wondered why as we rode the elevator to the action.

You can imagine my surprise and confusion when we stepped out of the elevator and I immediately spotted Michael at the other side of the room having a heated conversation with that British guy.

“What is he doing here?!” I shouted from across the room. My yelling caused the nurses over at the nurses station to give me a funny look; but I didn't care.

“Michael what are you doing?! Where is Eric?” I cried.

“Charlotte please stop I have to tell you something.” He sighed. “Its very important that is why I called you all here.”

“Dude don’t you think we should wait for Eric, Kayla and Jake?” Kevin replied. “And why are we meeting in a hospital like this?”

“You guys don't know.” Michael sighed, clearly he was holding something very serious back. 

“I would have waited for Jake, but his phone seems to be off.” Was his only response.

“Michael whatever is on your mind.....just say it. You know we are all friends here. Whatever it is we can tell Jake, Eric, and Kayla about it later.”

“Thats the thing you guys can’t tell Eric or Kayla about this.”

“And why not?”

“Because Eric was shot last night by our live-in nanny...the doctors have been operating on him all night. I don't even know if he will live or die. I’m just so worried I don’t know what to do.” Michael cried, breaking down.

“Oh my god Michael...thats awful!!” Haley blurted. “But what does that have to do with Kayla?”

“She’s gone.”

“Gone where?”

“She’s gone with Blair.” Michael added.

“Michael I don’t understand what you are saying. Why would Kayla go anywhere with that bitch Blair!” I interjected. “Did Kayla go down to the police station to file a report or something.”

“Please tell me that miserable bitch is in lockup right now. I’d love to pay her a visit.”

“She’s not.” He replied, tears in his eyes.

“What do you mean she’s not?!” I shouted. “They just let her go after she shot Eric. Where the hell is she?! I would love to give her a piece of my mind.”

“The police didn't have time to get her before she fled. And she didn't just leave by herself........she-she took Johnny with her.”

“What do you mean?”

“She took our son.” He cried, laying his head in my shoulder.

“What do you mean! THAT BITCH has our son!” I screamed. “Michael you better hold me back because when I get my hands on that bitch I’m going to rip her to shreds.”

“Eric was only trying to stop her when she shot him....I only hope she doesn't hurt Kayla.”

“How could she hurt Kayla?” Kevin piped up.

“Because she didn’t just take our son.....she took Kayla too. At gun point.”

“OH NO!” Kevin cried. “What are the police doing! They have got to be doing something to catch this girl. And if they are not doing something we need to be.” Obviously Kevin was highly concerned for both Kayla and his unborn child. 

“I need to save my fiancée and my child.” He added, a look of fear and confusion washed across his face.

“I agree with Kevin one-hundred and ten percent.” I added. 

“Excuse me are you mister Smith’s husband?” A nurse asked Michael, cutting us off.

“Yes.” Michael replied, choking up a little as he tried to find the words to speak.

“Dr McCarthy wanted me to tell you that Eric will be coming out of surgery soon. He’s still unconscious but he made through the surgery so he should be in the clear now.”

“Can we go in there and see him?” Haley interrupted.

“One at a time. Please.” The nurse replied.

“Certainly. Michael can go and there and see him first. Since they are husbands after all.” Haley laughed.

****Scene 5: Jake’ POV**********************

Lila’s, 16 Wharf Street, 

New Years was incredible. While I will have to admit that I didn’t spend it partying and getting drunk at some fancy club or bar. Nevertheless I had loads of fun....and shot loads of cum too. I spent the entire day with the man I loved. Brett had come back to me and I couldn't be happier, sure he didn't remember  our life together but the fact that we were back together was all that mattered to me.  Months ago when Nick came into my life I knew there was something about him thad drew me to him and it wasn't just the fact that he was the spitting image of Brett. As we got closer there were little things that I noticed that reminded me of Brett until we had sex one day. I pounding his ass doggystyle in the restroom of a department store when I looked down and saw that he had a butterfly birthmark on his left ass cheek. The was only one other man with that very same birthmark and he was dead. Or so I thought.

I immediately sent in samples of both Brett and Nick’s DNA to the hospital lab  to see if it was a match. Today was the day that the DNA test results arrived. Thankfully I opted to have the DNA results sent to my phone so that I wouldn't have to get up out of bed. Honestly I didn't need the test results to prove what I already knew in my heart....That Brett was alive and that he had come home to me.

The night before Brett and I had rented a room at Lila’s so that we could spend some alone time together. We didn't exactly have any privacy at my house or at the loft that I shared with my friends.

Brett and I were laying in bed exhausted from our latest fuck session when I heard my phone vibrate on the table before me. I picked up my phone off the table and looked to see what had caused the vibration.  It was message from the Harmony Hospital. The DNA results had arrived.

“Look babe, the DNA results are in.” I smiled. “Do you want to read them together? See who you really are after all.”

“Jake we don't need to read those results. I don't care if I ever find out who I really am. I know who I am. I’m Nicholas West, I have no family, or past but I have you Jake McCarthy.”

“But wouldn't you like to know the truth?” I sighed.

“Fine,” Nick huffed. “But what if when you read the results and you find out that I’m not who you think I am? What if you were wrong and I’m not Brett?”

“I’m not wrong.” I smiled, flashing my man a big grin, as I held my phone up for him to see. “Take a look for yourself.”

He looked down at my phone and his eyes widened 

“Look at it baby, It says 99.999999999 percent chance that it’s a match. You know what that means. You know what that means Nick, or should I say Brett.”

Before he could say another word I grabbed hold of his head and pulled him in close. Pressing my lips against his I planted a wet kiss on him. He didn't resist my advances; I knew he wouldn't. Truth be told he was horny little devil even if he couldn't remember. Pretty soon he was kissing me just as hard as I was kissing him.

We rolled around in the bed making out until I couldn't hold back any longer I needed to get off. I needed to fuck some ass. I needed to fuck his ass. Now.

“Baby I need to fuck you.” I groaned, pulling my lips away from Brett’s luscious lips.

“You can fuck me, but first you have to do something for me.” He smiled.

“And what is that?”

“I want you get down on your knees and suck my cock until I shoot my load down that pretty throat of yours.”

“Kinky.” I giggled, as I hopped off the bed. I crawled in between Brett’s legs and placed my hands on his thighs as I pulled on his underwear with my teeth. Pulling his briefs down past his ankles I licked my lips. Preparing to take his cock into my mouth.

Taking Nick....I mean Brett’s hard leaking prick into my hands I simply stared at it in awe. I had one hand wrapped around the base of his cock, which was covered in blond pubes; while the other hand was wrapped around his cock head, squeezing it gently as precut oozed from the slit.

“God I missed doing this.” I smiled, rubbing his warm cock agains my face. With precum dripping from the head of his cock. As I reveled in my lover’s cock I felt my own prick spring to life.

“You have such a nice cock, You may not remember this Brett. But I really like sucking on this pretty pink prick of yours.” I grunted.

“Well then shut up and suck it.” He grinned.

Leaning down with his cock still in my hand I stuck out my tongue. “I don't remember you being this pushy.” I added, as I lapped up the precut that rested on the head of his dick. Placing my lips on just the tip I planted a wet kiss as if I were kissing his lips and not his cock. But honestly his cock tasted just as nice as those lips of his.

With one hand still wrapped firmly around his shaft I proceeded to pull his underwear further down his leg. Down past his thick thighs.... Now overall Brett (or Nick until he got used to his real name) was a pretty thin guy. There was thing about him that was big and that was that fat as of his. And you can’t have a fat ass without having some pretty nice legs; which he definitely had.

Anyways I’m getting distracted when I should focus on sucking the nice slab of man meat before me.

“Ohhhhh.....mmmmmm” Brett groaned, as I massaged the head of his cock with my lips. I was like an invader as my tongue probed around the slit of his cock. I stuck my tongue over it lapping up the drops of precut that sprinkled out .

“Mmmm baby...I still remember the way you taste. So damn good.” I smiled up at him and grinning from ear to ear.

“Yes that’s it.....Come on suck that dick!” Brett moaned encouragingly as he rubbed his hands through my hair. “Come on babe enough talking.....more sucking.”

Wrapping my hands around his cock once more I lowered my head until I had the head of his cock buried in my mouth; I could feel his precum leaking into my mouth. I sucked hard savoring every drop. His precut was only the beginning of the dessert I was about to receive.

“Holy FUCK!” Brett grunted, as he threw his head back; his eyes rolling into the back of his head. He moaned loudly as I went down on him. “Oh Fuck....Oh shit. Baby don't stop!”

"Mmmm baby....You like that? You like when I suck your dick baby?..." I chuckled, before I taking his cock back into my mouth. I went deeper and deeper onto his throbbing shaft slurping up every drop of sweet delicious precum. I was determined that not a drop of that sweet seed would escape my mouth. 

"Oh baby! Oh yeah....Just like that. Oh fuck come on suck it baby.” He squealed, as he bucked his hips, trying to shove more and more of his throbbing member into my mouth. I opened my mouth to invite him in.

With his eyes still closed and his cock still buried in my mouth I took in Nick’s sexy body. His tight abs that tensed as he thrusted upwards into mouth. Those pecs of his and those sweet sensitive nipples that looked so delicious. Mmmm I loved every inch of his tight sexy body.

“UHhhhhhh.” I coughed, gagging a little on his cock. I managed to regain control of the situation; and soon after I was sucking on that prick like a pro once more. As I sucked hard on his member I could feel it pulsating in my mouth; I think I might have even felt his heart beating through his dick!

“Uhhhhhh! Oh Yes DEEPTHROAT THAT DICK!” Brett grunted loudly, as I finally managed to take the entire length of his schlong down my throat. As Brett groaned from shear pleasure I found my nose buried in his pubes. I could smell the sweat dried cum on the forest that formed around the base of his cock. It smelled so masculine to me.

I sucked hard on the thick pole buried down my throat. As I slurped up his precum, I could feel Brett’s cock pulsating inside my mouth, the veins on his prick throbbing erratically.  As I continued working his cock over Brett gave out low moans of pleasure.

With his cock all the way down my throat and pressing up against the back of my neck I  started bobbing up and down on the shaft like my life depended on it. I used my spit and his own precum as a kind of lubricant, getting that meat stick nice and wet.

"Ughhhh... Oh FUCK...., I'm going to cum."

“Oh SHIT. OH FUCCCK!!” Brett, grunted as he thrusted his crotch into my mouth. His cock throbbed and his balls tightened as he rammed his cock into my mouth. Cum spurted  from out of his cock. I slurped up every drop of his cum until I had drunk in full.

“Oh Jake......that feels.....that felt so fucking amazing.”  Brett groaned. “You may be a jock but your sure know how to suck a dick!”

“Gee thanks but now I want to fuck you.” I grinned, as I pulled his cock out of my mouth; his cum dripping from my lips onto my chin.

****Scene 6: Narrator’s POV**********************

Lila’s, 16 Wharf Street, 

Jake grabbed hold of Brett’s (or Nick depending on what name you what to use) ass, spreading the young man’s legs apart so that he could get a better access at the delectable hole between his legs. Grasping hold of his cock Jake pushed forward and thrusted his cock trying to push as deep as possible.

“Ohhh.....Fuck!” Brett grunted, as he felt the shaft of Jake’s cock push forward into his ass channel barely touching his tender prostate. Brett bit down on his bottom lip; if he had bit down a little harder he would have drawn blood.

Jake lowered himself onto Brett’s back to the point that all of his weight was pressing down on the young man as he slid his cock deep in his tight confines. “Mmmm baby that feels so good.” Jake grinned, as he humped Brett’s backside.

“Yeah dude...it feels damn good.” Brett whimpered as Jake shoved his throbbing member deep inside of him. Brett moaned and whimpered begging for Jake to pound his hole. Brett may have had no memory at all but he knew one thing. He wanted to be fucked and he needed that dick.

Suddenly Jake’s phone buzzed on the table; he would have picked the phone up but he was prevented from doing so by Brett who begged him to continue fucking him,

“It looks like Michael is trying to call me.” Jake sighed, looking down at his phone.

“Well ignore it.”  Brett pleaded. “If he has something important to tell you he can call you back after we’re done. Now please put the phone down and fuck me.”

“Ok baby, I’ll fuck you just like you asked.” Jake grunted, leaning down so that he was breathing on his lover’s neck. “But when my cock is drilling that hole and you feel like you’re going to pass out just remember you asked for it.”

“Oh Fuck,” Brett moaned in pleasure.

Jake grunted in response as he slid his cock deep into Brett’s hole, picking up the speed as he thrusted hard. Jake’s increased thrusts did not go unnoticed by Brett; the young man would undoubtedly feel the pressure on his ass the following day. 

Pretty soon the bed was creaking and shaking as two men made love. The faster Jake went the more the bed shook. The sounds of naked flesh slapping together as men made love love filled the room. As he drilled his cock deep into the tight hole between Brett’s thighs, Jake  rubbed his hands along the man’s naked backside.

Biting down on the bottom of his lip Jake thrusted forward, shoving his cock deep into that tight confines of his lover’s warm backside. Wrapping his hands around Brett’s waist, Jake humped his body against Brett’s

“Ohhhhhhh FUCK!”

“Uhhhhhhhhhhh, uhhhhhhh, ohhhhhh. Mmmmmrf!” Brett squealed in ecstasy, cursing up a storm. The young man’s voice was filled with lust as ass was impaled by Jake’s thick cock. 

If you could see the way Jake was pounding away at his long lost love come home to him you would have been highly impressed. The way Jake thrusted his cock deep into the plump ass before him was like a sledgehammer hard at work. Or the way his big heavy cum-filled balls slapped against Brett’s tight ass as he bred him, as if they were two animals in heat.

Brett continued moaning loudly as Jake drilled his cock deeper and deeper into his wet hole. While the room was filled with the sounds of Brett’s moaning, Jake’s loud grunting sounds added to the noise coming from the room just above Lila’s.

“Ohhh fuck, you feel so good. And that sweet ass is squeezing my dick!!” Jake groaned, as he reeled from the feelings going through his body. His cock was being enveloped my Brett’s tight ass muscles as they squeezed and massaged his throbbing member. Jake took his hands off Brett’s ass just long enough so that he could give the fat ass his cock was buried inside, a nice good spanking.

Jake thrusted in and out, drilling his cock deep into the tight sheath, fucking Brett harder and faster with each passing second. His balls slapped lewdly against Brett’s ass cheeks. The sound of flesh slapping together filled the room, a room that had the distinct smell of hot sweaty sex in the air.

“OH FUCK OH FUCK OHHH  FUCK ME!” Brett cried out, as he stroked his leaking cock. Brett continued to moan as he felt the pressure of Jake’s dick ramming into his hole. Jake had decided that by the time the two men had finished fucking, Brett was going to be walking funny.

With a dick the size of Jake’s stretching his insides it was no surprise Brett was screaming his head off. You better believe if a musclebound jock like Jake had been pounding your hole with his huge dick you would be moaning like a bitch in heat. As Brett continued to milk Jake’s dick with his ass muscles the desire to take that seed up his ass grew.

From the moment Jake had slid his bare cock into Brett’s sweet ass precum had leaked from his slit. This precum dripping from Jake’s hard cock was like a natural lubricant as he used it to slide into the tightest most intimate hole on Brett’s body. The two men had been going at it for so long that it was like they were one being, they fucked rhythmically and their hearts beat in tune to one another.

The small bed underneath Jake and Brett shook under the weight of their passionate love making. “Oh fuck! I could fuck your tight ass all day long. OH MY GOD!” Jake grunted, as he watched his huge dick disappear as it slid between the two pale white globes.

“Mmmmm I love fucking this ass!” Jake chuckled, his hands wrapped firmly around his lover’s smooth ass as he slammed his member into it. “The feeling is so fucking hood.

“Good thing.....because the feeling I get when your cock is stuffing my hole is so amazing.” Brett added, his words drifting off. “I just love you fucking me baby.”

“Baby you don't have to worry because I’m going to pound the hell out of your tight little hole.”

“Ohhhhhh yeah! Come on baby I want you to pound my hole!” Brett groaned. “Just like that baby. Come on. Fuck ME!”

Rather then utter a single word, Jake replied with a long drawn out grunt, The young jock was focused on one thing and one thing only; and that was the very important task of breeding his lover’s fat bubble butt. 

His hands wrapped around Brett’s waist, Jake flipped the young man on to his back not even pulling his dick out of that slick hole. It be interesting to note that Jake’s fucking of his lover’s hole didn't even slow down as he did this quick maneuver. A lesser man’s cock would have slipped out, but Jake was not a lesser man

Jake wrapping his thick hands around Brett’s ankles, he spread the young man’s legs apart forcing another inch of his cock into that tight squeeze. All the muscles in Jake’s arms flexed and tensed as he spread Brett’s legs wide. Jake’s biceps and triceps looked amazing as he slammed his dick deep into his love’s sweet hole.

“OH SHIT! FUCK ME!” Brett groaned, his eyes rolling into the back of his head as he felt his ass clench down around his hunky fuck buddy’s throbbing prick.

“Mmmmmm baby this is the perfect angle for me to fuck the hell out of the tight little hole of yours.” I grinned.

“Come on baby.......show me.” Brett whimpered in pleasure. “Show me how you can fuck!”

“One sec.” Jake grunted, as he pulled his cock out of the tight squeeze he found himself in. Spitting on his hand he rubbed the saliva up and down his shaft. He made sure to cover every inch of his cock before sticking his cock back into Brett’s twitching hole.

Pushing Brett’s legs further apart, Jake humped forward, ramming his cock down his blonde haired lover’s asshole. Raising Brett’s legs above his head, Jake returned to the task of drilling his man’s ass.

“Ohhhhhh fuckkkkkk! Ohhhhhhh fuccccccck! Uhhhhhhhhhh JAKE! FUCK..........ME!!!”

“Fuck me!”  Brett grunted, his legs high in the air as Jake bred his hole like he was just some object for his sexual desire. 

As Jake continued aggressively fucking Brett, sweat rolled off their naked bodies like clockwork. Jake’s pecs with its layer of brown hair glistened with sweat. His biceps were covered in sweat. Sweat covered Jake’s abs too, drops dripping down from his abs onto Brett’s body below. Their was even sweat on the two round globes of flesh making up the muscular ass of his shined and glistened as well. The

“Uhhhhhh fucckkkkkk!” Brett moaned, rubbing his hand over his dick as he jerked it hard. Brett felt as if he were on top of the word as Jake impaled him with his hard schlong. He felt as if he was having the time of his life. 

Taking his hands off his leaking prick, Brett wrapped his arms around Jake’s backside. His hands found their way rather nicely over Jake’s muscular ass. With Jake’s thick dick buried deep inside him, Brett was finding it harder and harder to keep from cumming. How could he keep himself from cumming when his ass was being hammered away by Jake’s dick. Jake was fucking the shit out of him and he didn't appear to be slowing down in the near future. The hunk wouldn't rest until they both orgasmed and until he had throughly fucked Brett’s already sore hole.

Leaning down Jake planted a kiss on Brett’s opened mouth, before he proceeded to pound away at Brett’s tight hole. Jake and Brett panted and groaned as he continued fucking.

“OH FUCK! OH JAKE please Fuck......ME!” Brett cried out. Brett’s cries were almost animalistic. The pressure from Jake’s thick pole made him lose his train of thought or his words for that matter. Brett felt as if his ass was going to be ripped apart by Jake’s twitching prick.

Jake continued thrusting in and out of Brett’s ass, pounding his crotch against Brett’s ass, his dick plunging deeper with each thrust. Jake too was finding it harder and harder to press forward but he resolved to press on. The twitching hole his cock  was sliding in and out of was squeezing around it and putting immense pressure on it. 

But, Jake’s cock wasn't the only thing that was having pressure put on it; with each thrust Jake was pummeling away at Brett’s prostate. The huge dick sliding back and forth out of the tight passage that was Brett’s asshole was like pendulum going back and forth.

Each time Jake’s slammed his dick into Brett’s waiting hole it sent pleasurable feelings throughout both of their bodies. Brett and Jake had been fucking so long it was begging to hurt. But it was a good kind of pain. The kind of pain that makes your cock jerk uncontrollably. And this was exactly what Brett’s cock was doing. His cock bounced around wildly as Jake drilled his ass. Suddenly he lost it. “OH FUCK I’m cummmmming!”

Brett’s dick twitched rapidly as cum spurted out of his cock. Round after round of salty spunk shot out of Brett’s cock head. After he had finished shooting his load, Brett’s prick continued dribbling out his seed, covering his body. Cum just kept coming spraying all over Brett’s body even finding its way onto Jake’s body.

The sight of Brett shooting his load drove Jake over the edge.  Jake’s cock twitched at the sight, his balls bouncing around as he slammed his crotch into Brett’s hungry hole.  The sound of naked flesh slapping against each other, skin on skin echoed throughout the room. Wrapping his hands around Brett’s tiny waist Jake cried out in pleasure. “OH FUCK, I’m going to CUM!”

“Uhhhhhhhh FUCK!!!” Jake groaned, his cock was begging for sweet release.

Pretty soon the muscled brunette’s prodigious prick was pulsating uncontrollably......Brett felt Jake’s cock throb inside him as the jock’s seed filled his insides.... Seconds later Jake’s cock found release when it erupted. Shooting buckets full of cum deep inside his lover’s tight hole.

Brett looked up at Jake as he orgasmed, flashing his teeth as he smiled. He moaned from the feeling of Jake’s cock pulsating inside him and when he felt the warm sticky goodness that was Jake’s seed spurt inside his hole he went mad with lust.

“Oh yes, baby......FUCK YES!” Brett moaned loudly, throwing his back on Jake’s dick. “Cum for me baby. I want you to fill my hole with that seed.”

As cum continued to leak from his prick into Brett’s well used hole, Jake pressed forward continuing to pound away at Brett’s hole. Giving himself a real ass-workout, Jake continued thrusting in out of Brett’s ass.

Knowing that his ass was being filled with Jake’s warm seed made Brett’s whole body shake. The seed filling Brett’s insides steamed as it gushed and flowed deep inside his anal channel. Wads of Jake’s cum clung to Brett’s anal walls as the hunk’s cock continued sliding inside him.

“Uhhhhhhhhhh.......OH GOD!” Jake grunted, as the last few drop of spunk spilled out of his cock. His seed soaked into  Brett’s hungry hole, but it didn't stay there, cum dripped down Brett’s legs leaking from his sore hole. Brett’s ass glistened from sweat and the cum that dripped from it. Jake grabbed the base of his cock as he pulled his softening prick out of Brett’s hole, The muscles inside Brett’s ass clung to Jake’s dick, trying to keep him inside.

Pulling his cock all the way out, Jake spun around and collapsed on the bed. For a few minutes Jake simply lay there looking up at the ceiling deep in thought. Brett laid their beside him in utter silence. The two men were heavily exhausted.

“Damn I’m hungry.” Brett groaned, finally speaking up. “How fast do you think Lila’s can fix a BLT and have it brought up here to our room?”

“No idea....why don't you give it a try. And while you’re doing that I’ll see if there is anything good on the TV.” Jake grinned, as he reached for remote.

Turing the television on with a click, Jake began flipping through the channels. He came across the local news station. He was about to change the channel when something caught his eye. 

It was a view of the Harmony skyline, centered around the Chandler Hotel. A news reporter came into focus. Her words left Jake speechless.... “Young man Eric Smith shot by crazed woman.”

“What!” Eric thought. “This can’t be happening. Eric has to be alright. Please let Eric be alright.” He pleaded. “I can’t loose my brother now that we are getting along.”

“Please let him be alright. Please god.”

****Scene 7: Mike’s POV**********************

Harmony Hospital, 6024 Main Street, 

When Eric finally came out of surgery and I was allowed to go into his room, I jumped at the chance. I found my husband laying in the hospital bed with a big smile on his face. His huge pecs rising and falling underneath the thin hospital gown. 

From the huge smile on his face you would have had no idea he was recovering from a gun shot wound to the chest, that had missed his heart by mere inches. But then I saw all the IVs and machines that he was hooked up to. If he were awoke he would have ripped them out of his arm and left the hospital buck naked. If he had the strength. He hated hospitals

“Oh Eric....Why did this have to happen to you?” I cried, tears rolling down my cheek, as I took his hand in mine. I would have continued to cry if I hadn't bene interrupted.

“Excuse me sir.” 

I turned around to see the nurse standing there in the door way. She was holding something in her hands. It looked like it was CD or some kind of disk.

“What is that?”

“Its a disk.” The nurse replied. “It was left here for you.”

“Me? Why Me?” I replied. “Who would leave a disk here for me to watch?”

"Mr Chandler I have no idea why it was left here. All I know is that it was left at the nurses station.  It was left here by a stranger. He was tall with dark features. He looked like he was from Southern Europe, Italy perhaps... And he was very well dressed. He said that you had to watch it; because it was crucial to finding your son.”

“How did he know my son was missing? The news outlets have not even started reporting on that yet.”

“I have know idea....he simply said that you needed to watch the video.” The nurse shrugged. “There’s a video player over there that you can use.” She handed me the CD and stepped towards the door.

“Ok, “ I sighed.

After the nurse had left I decided to see what was on the disk. Inserting it into the video player I waited for it to load.

The video began buffering until finally a image came into focus. My jaw dropped when I realized who was on the video that the stranger had sent me. It was Regina DeVille, the woman who had terrorized my friends and I on prom night.

Her blonde greying hair was in an updo. She was wearing a green top that appeared to be high quality. Cashmere perhaps. Hanging around her neck was a glittering array of diamonds. A large emerald in the centre of the necklace and matching earrings completed her outfit.

Apparently she had something important she wanted to relay to me. She cleared her throat and started speaking.

“Good morning Michael. If you are watching this video then you know that your son has been abducted. You may rest assured that your son is safe for now.” she smiled sweetly.

"Wait!" I gasped. "Does she or the DeVilles have something to do with this?"

“You are probably wondering how I convinced your nanny to abduct your precious son right under your nose. Well you don't have to wonder anymore. Just know that a person will do anything for the right price.”

“If you ever want to see your precious little baby boy again you come to the  address written on the back of the disk. You will follow instructions that will be left for you and you will under no circumstances tell your dear husband Eric or the police about our little arrangement.

“You’re not honestly thinking about going to meet that creepy old lady?” A familiar voice interrupted. I turned around to see Edward standing the doorway. He smirked a little before stepping into the room.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“Looks like I came just in time to stop you from doing something stupid.” He replied. “Please tell me you are not seriously thinking about going alone to meet with that woman alone. I don't even know her and I don't trust her.”

“Edward you don't understand Regina is crazy.” I cried. “She has my son. I have to rescue him”

“Well then let me come with you.” He smiled. “I want to help you find your son. With my resources there is no way we wont succeed.”

“Edward you I know I can’t do that. I have to do this alone. Besides Eric wouldn’t like me going off on some adventure with you.”

“Michael he doesn't have to know. Besides how would he object to you going  off to rescue your son. You are father first. I can have the jet fueled and ready for take off within the hour. We can go to the wherever that witch is keeping your son and we can have him back by midnight.”

“Edward you are forgetting my family has a jet of its own.” I laughed. “I do not need to use your private aircraft or anything of yours to find my son. I can find my son on my own.”

“Michael!” A voice yelled from behind us. Evidently it wasn't wise to have personal conversations in a hospital with the door wide open.

“Michael!” Charlotte repeated, her hands planted on her hips. “If you or this handsome hunk knows where that bitch is keeping our son I’m going with you and I don't care what jet we use.”

“And Kevin is coming with us.” She added.

STAY TUNED..........