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

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

Harmony Hospital, 6024 Main Street, 

“What the hell are you talking about?!” Eric asked confused. “How could you think I’d be able to let you go off alone to look for our son?”

“Eric that’s the thing, you don’t have a choice and neither do I.” I sighed, breathing in the air. “Eric the people who took Johnny were very clear about that....they don't want me to bring you with me.”

“She threatened my son if I brought you.” I cried. “I can’t risk the life of my son. I have to think of him. I know that this hurting you, but I have to do this on my own.”

“Who threatened our son?!” Eric growled low. “So its a woman behind all this. It can’t be Blair she doesn't have the resources to take a toddler out of the country this fast so she must be working with someone. Who is it?”

“Eric that’s not important......The most important thing is that very soon our son, Kayla and her baby will all be home safe and sound.”

“Not important, the hell it is.” Eric quipped. “Michael this is very important. This has the DeVilles written all over. Is that wicked family behind our latest woes? Did they get Blair to take our son?”

“Michael did you ever stop to think or ask yourself why they don't want you to bring me? No I didn't think so.”

“Michael you can deny it all you want, but I know the DeVilles are behind this. They have had a vendetta against everyone in this town. They have tortured the people of this town for years.”

“We can’t let them win. Alistair DeVille is dead and his vile family is still making our lives miserable. This is the work of Regina DeVille isn't it? She’s behind this.”

“Answer me! She’s making you do this isn't she?! Isn't she?!” He cried. “Michael just tell me the truth. Please I can help you.”

It was breaking my heart not telling Eric the truth, and now that he was hounding me for answers I couldn't bear it any longer. I had to tell him the truth. Finally after he kept pressing me I simply blurted it out. “Yesss.....yessss.....yesss!”

“Yes! Yes! Yes it’s all Regina’s doing!” I cried, breaking down as my head slipped into Eric’s chest. As I laid there I felt him wrapping his strong arms around me, holding me tightly as I cried.

“Eric I wanted to tell you the moment Regina called me, but she threatened to hurt you and she threatened to hurt our son. I can’t let that women hurt either of you... That is why I have to do this alone.”

“Baby it’s going to be alright. I promise you, everything is going to be just fine.” Eric cried with me. “Baby we are going to find our son together.”

“Baby I love you, and that is why you cannot come with me. I have to do this alone.”

“Would you at least tell me where you are going?” Eric added.

“Italy....” I replied.

“Baby I’m not going to let you walk right into a trap.” Eric declared. His voice was stern. “Regina is trying to lure you away from your friends and family so that she can enact some sick plot.”

“Michael you have to understand that. Please don't do this....let me come with you” Eric pleaded with me. I could feel his hands tightening around my wrists; it didn't hurt.

“Please Michael, listen to me.” Eric pressed. “Please let me come with you. I love you and I don't want to lose you.”

“Eric you’re not going to lose me.” I replied, giving him a half-smile. “And I love you too, but I have to do this alone. Regina will keep our son from us forever if I don’t follow her instructions.”

“But those instructions are just a vailed ploy to get you alone. Regina is doing all this to get you away from me....so that I can’t protect. So that I can’t keep you safe.”

“But I’m going to keep you safe, because I’m coming with you.”

“No Eric you can’t” I pleaded. “I don't want you to get hurt, you’ve already taken a bullet for me once.”

“And I would do it again in a heart beat for you and our son. I love you both so much. I would die protecting you.”

“Eric and that is the reason you can’t come with me.” I cried. “I love you too much to let you die. I couldn't bear the thought of losing you.”

“Eric you can’t come with me.” I said, making sure that my words were final. I could see the hurt in his eyes, but I would have rather saw that then see him suffering at the hands of Regina DeVille.....

****Scene 2: Eric’s POV**********************

Harmony Hospital, 6024 Main Street, 

“Hey Eric?” Charlotte half-smiled as she waltzed into my room. She walked into my room as if she owned the place. 

I was about to respond to her but before I could get a word in she started talking and talking. She was going on and on..That girl really liked to hear herself talk....

“And you know I actually came up here to see if Michael was up here. But I can see that he’s not. I’m sure with his Chandler contacts he has to have some idea where that crazy bitch Blair is keeping our son.”

She turned around as if waiting for me to reply to her. When I didn't respond to her a look of confusion spread across her face. “Eric why the long face?”

“Is something wrong”? Did something happen?”

“No...” I grumbled. “Not exactly. Charlotte everything is just fine. I know everything is going to workout.”

“Eric who are you trying to fool? Me or you?” Charlotte blurted. “I can see the look written on your face. Something is wrong and I want to know what it is.”

“But..” I protested, but she didn't let me finish before cutting me off once more.

“Eric I know you and I haven’t always seen eye to eye but I like to think we’ve come a long way since then.”

“You mean since you drugged and seduced my husband.” I interrupted.

“Yeah that.” She sighed. “I really wish you wouldn't have brought that up. I really am sorry for what I did, but my actions produced a beautiful baby boy that we need to get back. We all need to bring Johnny home and I know you agree with me.”

“Charlotte you know I agree with you. I love Johnny as much as you do and I want  to bring him home. But between me and you I have a feeling that our precious son will be coming home very soon.”

“Eric what does that mean?”

“It doesn't mean anything.....I’ve said too much already.”

“Said too much already? Does this have anything to do with Michael’s sudden disappearance?” She replied. “Eric there’s something you’re not telling me....what is it?”

“Its about Michael...but you’re not going to like it.” I started, waiting for her to assume the worse.

“What happened to him?! Is everything alright?”

“Everything is fine Charlotte, just relax. Apparently the people responsible for abducting Kayla and Johnny contacted Michael and they want him to meet them in Europe in exchange for the safe return of our son.”

“Wait what?” Charlotte yelled. “Eric you let him go there alone. What if something happens to him? What if?....”

“What if what?” 

“What if he gets hurt? What if this all just an elaborate ploy to lore him away from his friends and loved ones. And you let him go to it alone.”

“Eric if anything happens to Michael I don't think I will ever forgive you. You’re supposed to be his husband. You are supposed to look out for him, take care of him, be there for him...so why aren’t you joining him on this stupid journey into the arms of danger?!”

 “Because he said I couldn't go! Okay. He didn't want me to come thats why I’m not going.” I yelled back, chocking back tears.

“Charlotte do you think the fact that this might be a trap didn't cross my mind. Do you think I want anything to happen to Michael or our son!?”

“I wanted to come with him....but he wouldn't let me. Hell I had to practically face him to tell me the truth about where he was going because he didn't even want to tell me.”

“Where in Europe is he going?” Charlotte replied.

“Italy.”

“Good.” 

“Why is that good?” I chuckled.

“Its good because my family has visited Italy a few times so I’m familiar with Rome and the surrounding area, not to mention I studied Italian in high school.”

“What does that have to do with anything? You don't honestly think we can go to Italy and find them. Italy is a big country where would we even look?”

“I think I have an idea of where to look.” Charlotte grinned..

“What does that mean?”

“Eric don't be mad but I have a confession to make.”

“What kind of confession?”

“The kind that will come in handy when you and I go to Italy to rescue Michael and our son.”

“What? What are you talking about?”

“I’m talking about you and I going to Italy and rescuing Michael, Kayla, and our son. Before Michael makes a horrible mistake.”

“Charlotte I think you are forgetting the big picture.”

“And what is that?”

“Well for starters we have no idea where in Italy Michael is actually going to be at. So we have no way to find him. Not to mention he doesn't even want us to go or know about it.”

“Correction you have no way of finding him....but I do.” She smiled. “Do you remember what I said earlier about that little confession that I had to get off my chest.”

“What are you talking about? If you want to rescue Michael we really don't have time for riddles.”

“Ok I’ll tell you but you have to promise to not be mad at me when I tell you.” 

“Ok I won't be mad, just tell me.”

“Ok back when I was trying to seduce Michael I Kinda put a tracking device on his phone. I haven’t used it in a while but I think I can still access it from my phone.”

“Wait you did what?! You put a freaking tracker on my husband’s phone?! What are you crazy?!”

“Eric you said you wouldn't get mad. You promised.” She added. “Instead of getting mad a me for doing something that now I regret how about we use it to our advantage so that we can locate Michael, Kayla, and our child.”

“Ok I’m not getting mad, just get me out of here so we can find Michael and the others.” I sighed.

“Ok I’ll go down to the nurses station right away to see I can get you discharged. Once I’m back I’ll see about booking the next flight to Italy as soon as possible.”

****Scene 3: Jake’s POV**********************

The Loft, Hampton Apartments, 1210 Hampton Street, 

“I feel like I’m not doing enough to help.” I groaned, hanging my head in my hands. “I should be doing something more then just sitting here waiting for....”

“Waiting for what?” Brett interjected. His footsteps were so light I hadn't even noticed that he had walked over to where I was seated on the bed.

“Waiting for the police to deliver bad news to us.” I replied. “My brother is in the hospital and my nephew and friend are missing. I have to do something. I need to.”

“Baby there is nothing more you can do.” Brett sighed. “Everything is in the hands of the police. I’m sure there will be some breakthrough with the case. The police have to be closer to catching the people responsible for this horrible act.”

“And once they do I’m sure Kayla and Johnny will be found.”

“And what do I do until then?”

“Wait.”

“Brett there has to be something more that I can do. I can’t just wait.” I growled. I need to do more. Brett your mother is the district attorney she has to have some information about who might be behind this.”

“Jake there is nothing more then you can do. You’re not a police officer. You can’t track down that crazed woman and her accomplices by yourself. Its just not possible.”

“Of course its possible. I know exactly what I can do.” I interrupted.

“Jake what are you going to do?” 

“I’m going to go Chandler tower and have a word with Victor Chandler, Michael ‘s grandfather and see if there is anything I can do.”

“That man has connections all over the world and its time we put them to use to help bring my nephew and my best friend home.” I chuckled. “I’m sure Victor will be able to come up with something even if I can’t.”

“So you’re just going to go rush off to talk with Michael’s grandfather without giving me a second glance.”

“No baby don't act like that. You know I care about you, you are my boyfriend after all. I love you for gods sake.”

“Well if you truly care about me you will stay here and make love to me. Like a boyfriend should. I want you to fuck me, pound my hole with that thick delicious dick of yours.”

“You want me to what?!” I laughed. “You want me to make love to you? Why would you ask something like that?”

“I’m sorry but I didn't think asking my boyfriend to have sex with me was a laughable matter.” Brett added. “Unless you have a problem with showing love to me.”

“Brett I don't have a problem with that at all. Right now looking at you standing there in those skimpy little underwear hugging that firm ass so nicely all I want to do is rip them off you and fuck the hell out of you.”

“But I can’t . I can’t stay in my bed having sex with you when I could be helping my friends.”

“Jake you are not going anywhere until you give me what I want. I want that dick. I need you to fuck me.” His words sounded more like orders then someone who was begging. He was basically ordering me to fuck him....so how could I refuse him when he asked so nicely. haha. 

The next thing I knew Brett was letting his fingers pull those skimpy underwear down past his ankles, exposing his bare ass to me.

“Come on Jake fuck me already.” Brett begged, as he shook his ass in my face. That ass of his was too good to pass up; especially with the way he was tempting me.

I came up behind Brett and grabbed a handful of his ass with one hand. I slapped his other cheeks with my free hand. “You want me to fuck your ass baby?”

“Yes Jake please fuck me!” Brett pleaded, wriggling his plump little ass as I continued to rub my hands over it. “Your ass feel so good.”

“Thanks,” Brett shot back. “You know I never did thank you for what you did.”

“And what was that?” I asked.

“You helped me see who I really was. You helped me remember my life before the accident.”

“But it wasn't an accident Brett, that psycho Bradley or Sylvester or whatever the hell is name was....he tried to kill you. But somehow you came back to me. You want to thank me for that?”

“You’ve been thanking me an awful lot lately......every night to be exact.” I laughed. “I don't want to mess up a good thing but I think all this thanking is making my dick raw.”

“Baby I’m just getting started.... Do you know I spent a whole year of my life not knowing who I was....Not having anyone to hold me or make love to me like you do?” Brett grinned as he fiddled with the first button in my shirt. 

Once the first button in the shirt was undone I suppose he gave up on the rest because he ripped the thing off me, exposing my naked torso. He laughed to himself as he ran his hands down my thick pecs and over my hard abs, letting his fingers trace the path of my treasure trail.

Brett’s hands went lower and lower until he had reached my cock. At that moment I was still wearing a pair of basketball shorts; but he didn't care. He grabbed hold of my throbbing member anyway.

“Wait....W-what are you doing?!” I cried. “What if someone comes in here and sees us?” We were at that moment still standing in the middle of the loft’s living room.

“Who cares!” Brett laughed, tightening his grip on my cock. “Everyone that lives here is probably at the hospital checking in on Eric. That gives us the perfect opportunity to have some alone time together.”

“But.....”

“Do you know you’re cock is hard as a rock right now?” Brett interrupted, “and I think its leaking through your shorts too.”

Before I knew what was happening Brett was pulling my shorts to get at my cock.  I bit down on my lower lip, I was really enjoying feeling my boyfriend’s hands on my dick.

Once he had pulled my cock free of its restraints, Brett started to play with it. He rubbed his hands up and down my shaft causing my big balls to shake as he pulled on my baby maker. 

“Mmmmm that feels so good.” I moaned, as I enjoyed the most pleasant hand job I had ever received. I closed my eyes for a second just so I could take it all in, but when I opened them I saw Brett staring intently at me. He was turned on by my naked body. How could he not be? I’m a freaking stud.....From my head to my toe, to my dick in between I’m a hot piece of meat.

I’ve got big pecs, covered in light brown hair,  at the center of them a nice pair of pink nipples that any man would love to suck on. I’ve got bulging muscles on my arms, a nice set of hard abs that I’ve spent hours in the gym perfecting. 

Running down my abs I have a nice little happy trail running down from my pecs all the way down to my dick. Actually  I don't think my treasure trail can even be called little considering the fact that my whole torso is practically covered in hair forming my happy trail.

At the base of my happy trail is a thick bush of curly brown hair that frames my cock. My very hard cock. I’ve been told my cock is has thick as a beer can and even longer too. Actually one guy told me that I was very well-endowed. At eight and half inches I think my cock is a very nice size. But enough about me.

I could feel Brett’s eyes burning a hole into my abs.

“Damn.”  Brett moaned as he licked his lips. “I still can’t believe I guy as sexy as you could be into me.”

“And why the hell not? You’re pretty hot yourself.” I laughed a little as he continued to tug on my dick.

“But I don't have any of the muscles that you have. You’re so fucking hot!” Brett cooed. He stuck his finger in his mouth before he pulled it out. I could see that it was covered in his saliva. He stuck that still wet fingers my chest. He swirled his wet finger around the hairs on my chest before he found his way to my nipple.

“Uhhhhhhh.” I groaned, as I felt him twisting my nipple in his hand.

“You like that baby? You’re getting hard aren’t you?” Brett grinned. “You like when I play with your nipples. Don't you?”

As Brett jerked my cock with one hand and he squeezed my nipple with the other hand. He twisted my nipple causing me to let out a moan. “Ohhhh Fuck!

“Yes baby I love it!” I cried. I closed my eyes to enjoy the sensation, but when I opened them he was gone. He was no longer standing in front of me. I looked down and there he was.....kneeling at my feet with my cock in his hands.

Suddenly I felt his wet tongue touching my cockhead. I let out a loud moan as I felt his tongue swirling around my dick. He was taking in the precum that was dripping from my cock. 

“Oh god your tongue feels sooo good.”

“Fuck!”

Its a wonderful thing to look down and see a cute pretty boy holding your cock in his hands. Brett looked so sexy keeling before me with my massive tool in his hands. All eight and a half inches looked incredibly huge next to Brett’s pretty little face. I was getting harder just by looking at him holding my cock in his hands..

Suddenly he looked up at me with those big blue eyes of his. Sticking out his tongue he ran it up and down my shaft, getting it nice and wet. He opened his mouth wide, allowing for my cock to slide into his waiting mouth.

“God I love when you do that thing with your tongue.” I grunted.

“Baby I want to swallow your load.” Brett smiled up at me, my cock still hanging out of his mouth as he looked up at me.

His eyes still focused on me, Brett shoved my dick back inside his mouth and went back to sucking. His eyes never left mine as he continued to suck hard on my throbbing prick....He was staring up at me with those big blue eyes...my hard dick wedged down his throat. Holy fuck

“Oh fuck!” I cried.

“I want all your cum down my throat. Baby.” Brett smiled. “I want you to fill me with your seed.”

All this dirty talk coming from Brett was turning me on and making me forget what I had planned to do; which was visit Victor Chandler, Michael’s grandfather.

I was enjoying every minute of having my cock be worshiped by Brett. He was worshiping my big fat cock like it was the only penis in the entire town; and to him it was.

****Scene 4: Jake’s POV**********************

The Loft, Hampton Apartments, 1210 Hampton Street, 

After letting Brett suckle on my dick for a few more seconds I pulled him off my shaft. He immediately rose to his feet. I left him standing there looking at me with those big blue eyes. I walked over to the sofa and laid down.

Spreading my legs wide, I grabbed hold of my dick and started jerking it a little. “Come on baby, are you going to join me or not?”

Brett wasted no time  in running over to where I was. He climbed on top of me. He started at my feet inching his way up my body. He never stoped smiling. As he got closer to my face I could feel his hands glide across my rigid abs. He made his way up my body until we were face to face, I could feel his warm breath on my nose. His lips looked so good. So good to kiss. I couldn't resist kissing them

I raised my head up so that our lips would meet. He lowered his face to meet my own and that’s when our lips met. I slipped my tongue into his mouth as we started to make out in the middle of the living room that I shared with my friends. I kissed him hard and he pulled me up into a kiss that was just as hard.

It wasn’t long before Brett and I were making out hard, our tongues swirling around in our mouths as we pleasured each other. As Brett and I continued to make out, I could feel his hard cock pressing up against my abs. I wrapped my arms around his body pulling him in close, as I let my hands wander. My hands ran down his bare back until I was grasping his naked ass in my hands.

Suddenly while we were in middle of making out, Brett pulled away from me. I wanted to pull him back and keep on kissing him.

“Brett what are you doing?”

“Getting back to the task at hand.” Brett smiled, as he licked his lips. His lips were still covered with my saliva or maybe it was his. Before I knew what was happening he had drifted back down to my crotch.

I felt him wrap his hands around my dick; the veins in my cock pulsated in his hand. Taking my cock into his hand he lightly waved it around, letting it hit the side of his face. Precum spurted to from the head of my cock onto this pretty little face.

“Fuck! You’re such a little cock whore. You’re so hungry for my dick!” I chuckled as I watched my cock disappear inside Brett’s warm mouth.

“Shit!” I moaned out, as I felt Brett’s tongue brush along the side of my shaft. He licked the side with the vein that ran down the length of my shaft and it sent shivers through my whole body. He must have understood that this was a huge turn in for me because he just kept on flicking his tongue across that vein, making me cry out in pleasure each time I felt that wet tongue brush against my dick.

“I love your fat fucking dick. Shove it down my throat. I want you to make me gag on it.” Brett groaned as he held my throbbing member in his hand. His hands felt so good as he rubbed them up and down my shaft. You know feeling those soft hands jerking my thick prick was actually pretty good, but having my dick up that warm mouth of his was even better.

“Suck my dick baby!”

Brett wrapped his other hand around my dick as he brought his mouth down on my shaft. He lowered his head until I felt those warm wet lips on my cock. He planted a nice wet kiss on the head of my throbbing monster.

As he kissed up and down my penis, he let his tongue go wild, letting it run back and forth over my dick. My thick pole twitched inside his mouth as he coated it with his saliva and warm mouth juices. 

After he had gotten my dick nice and wet he dove down on it head first. He sucked hard on my dick, taking inch after inch into his mouth.

He took another inch of my dick into my mouth and started coughing a little. By that time my dick was halfway down Brett’s throat and his lips were almost  touching my pubes.

“Come on baby suck that dick!”

“Take that fucking dick down your throat! Deep throat it you little cockwhore!” I grunted as I forced his head down on to my schlong.

“Mmmmmm,  mmmmmmmm.”

“Mmmmmm, mmmmmmm, ooohhhhh.”

“Ohhhhh yeah.” I moaned in pleasure as Brett continued to suck on my dick. I thrusted upward still holding on to his head, sending my cock further into his waiting hole. As I thrusted hard I felt my cock hit the back of his throat. I think my cock was poking at his uvula.

“Yeah that’s it baby. Suck that big fat cock!”  I groaned loudly. With my hands still resting on his head to held Brett in place I let them run through his blonde locks

With my hands gripping his hair I thrusted my cock in and out of Brett’s mouth. Thrusting my cock upwards and into Brett’s mouth was like a real workout for me. My abs tensed and clenched together with each thrust, the biceps and all the muscles in my arms flexed and bulged as I fucked Brett’s mouth hard. Even my ass was getting a little workout....I could feel it squeezing together just as I felt Brett’s tongue swirling around my dick.

After a while like this I decided it was time for a change.  I pulled Brett off my cock and climbed off the sofa. He was about to get up but I told him to stay where he was. He stayed there on the sofa licking his lips. 

“You want this dick so much then you’re going to get it.” I grinned. I walked up to him, my still hard prick dangling between my legs. “You ready baby?”

“Yes, fuck yes.” Brett cried, his mouth hang open. Before he could say another word I climbed up on the sofa and shoved my dick right back into that warm mouth of his. I shoved my dick all the way down his throat ignoring the gagging sound coming from around my cock. Pretty soon I got a rhythm going, thrusting hard into that mouth of his. It wasn’t long before my dick was  all the way down his throat and my balls were slapping against his chin.

I spent the next few minutes standing on the sofa thrusting my dick in and out of Brett’s warm mouth. The more I pumped my dick into his mouth, the harder it became for me too stop thinking about fucking him right then and there. I knew I should have been trying to help rescue my best friend and my best friend’s baby, but all I could think about was skull fucking Brett.

My dick throbbed inside Brett’s mouth as I pumped it in and out. When Brett wasn’t gagging on my dick he was slurping up the precum that poured from my leaking cock. He was determined to drink every drop of precum that left my member.

My heavy balls slapped against his chin with every thrust. Those big balls were filled with cum If we weren’t careful Brett’s mouth would be filled with cum very soon. Luckily for the both of us I was able to hold back and stop myself from cumming.

Grabbing hold of his head, I pulled Brett off my dick. He was in the middle of slurping up a string of pre-cum that was running down the side of my dick when I pulled him off my cock.

“What’s wrong? He asked..

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