Gays of Our Lives: Book 3 (Chapter 51-75)

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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.

"Like the hot guy of our dreams so our the Gays of Our Lives"

Hot guy flexes his muscles

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****Scene 1: Mike’s POV**********************

Harmony Hospital, ICU 6024 Main Street,

Our New Year’s Eve went from amazing to disastrous all because that crazed killer the police and taken to calling the Harmony text-message killer had decided to strike again. But this time around he had decided to strike not once but twice. He had attacked not only Zeta sorority president Brandi Harrington but one of our close friends Brett Barrett as well. Leaving them both in critical condition…..

Actually Kayla didn’t even have the facts but before Brandi had left the party she had told Haley that she had received a text from Chad telling her to meet him down in the parking deck so that they could go out for a midnight romp. In actuality Brandi had bragged to Haley about so that’s how we knew about it. When we found out what happened and we didn’t see chad we put two and two together and realized that Brandi had received a text from someone but it definitely wasn’t from Chad.

Right after Kayla got off the phone we were all making plans to go over to the hospital as soon as humanly possible. When we arrived at the hospital we found Jake in the waiting room with Brett parents. They were all distraught…..

“Jake we heard what happened.” Kayla cried, throwing her arms around Jake as he struggled to remove her arms. “We will be here for you and for Brett. Will get through this.”

“Thank you guys for coming.” Jake smiled…..or attempted to smile. His eyes were red from crying and his face was filled with worry. I had never seen him like this before. It made me feel so scared because I knew instantly that whatever it was it was serious.

“So what even happened?” Haley blurted. “So the killer attacked both Brett and Brandi? What with the increased attacks?”

“They don’t know if the attacks were connected to the text-message killings but they do have reason to believe there could be a connection.”

“Well ok.” Haley sighed. “Is Brett alright? I would ask about Brandi but I really don’t care how she is doing.” Haley laughed. “Kayla told us that you said that it was pretty serious. How is he doing now?”

“It is very serious……before they took him into the ICU he was delirious….oh and in case you wondering Brandi’s situation doesn’t look good either.”

“They took him in there a little while ago but they haven’t come back to say anything.” Jake sighed. “And that’ what worries the hell out of me. I just want them to tell me something. I know I’m not family but I-I love him and I just want to----to make sure he’s…..” Jake cried, breaking down.

We all rushed over and did our best to comfort him, holding onto him and showing him all the love that we could give to him. “Whatever happens we will be here for you…..we will help you get through it…..through all of it because we love you man.” Kevin smiled.

“Jake don’t cry. Everything is going to be alright….Just have faith.” Kayla replied…..starting to cry her own self. “Stop before you make all of us cry too!”

“Yeah Kayla’s right….don’t be sad.” Charlotte added. “Everything is going to be alright. Just like the others said.”

“How can I not be sad when I’m the reason Brett is in that room fighting for is life right now.” Jake yelled. “It’s all my fault.”

“How can it be your fault?!” Kayla yelled back. “How can it be? You didn’t plunge that knife into his chest did you? And you didn’t lure Brandi down to the parking deck only to push her down the stairs did you?”

“Hell no!” Jake cried.

“Well ok then.” Kayla smiled. “Well then it wasn’t your fault. You can’t control what some psychopath is going to do.”

“But it is my fault.” Jake protested. “I’m the reason Brett was in that parking deck anyway. He was waiting for me and the killer must have spotted him. If I hadn’t gotten back together with him he would have never been down there waiting for me. He would have been up here with you guys.”

“Jake you can’t regret getting back together with Brett.” I added. “He was so happy when you told him that you wanted to be with him. He will always love and care about you.”

“Guys I know you are all just trying to cheer me up but I can’t help but feel regret for what happened to Brett when I’m partly responsible for him getting hurt. In fact I’m the one who introduced him to this world a world with nothing but hurt for all those involved. All I do is hurt the man I claim to love.”

“Jake don’t be like that…..” Kayla sighed. “When Brett wakes up he’s going to want to speak to you and you can’t go to him like this. With all this negativity. You have to be strong. You have to be strong for him because he’s going to be shaken after his ordeal.”

“How about we go say a little prayer for Brett……and Brandi.” Kayla suggested. “I think there is a chapel located on the east wing of the hospital. We can all go there and when we come back Brett will have woken up and everything will be just fine.”

“Ok….but I can’t stay.” Jake sighed.

“Mike,” Charlotte whispered. “I’m not going to be able to stay I have to go back to the mansion to check on Johnny. As soon as I check on him I’ll be right back.”

“Ok, kiss the little guy for me.” I smiled. “And tell him how much his daddy loves him. Tell him how much both of his daddies love him.” I smiled at Eric.

“Don’t worry I will.” Charlotte replied as she turned to leave the rather tense waiting room.

****Scene 2: Jake’s POV**********************

Harmony Hospital Chapel, 6024 Main Street,

While Charlotte went back to the Chandler mansion to check on her and Mike’s little son the rest of us made our way to the little chapel so that we could go pray for Brett and Brandi’s speedy recovery. From the moment I found Brett lying there in that parking deck covered in his own blood and barely conscious I was completely devastated. I was so devastated that I did not even bother to change my bloodied shirt when I followed Brett to the hospital…..

Actually I rode with Brett in the ambulance. At first the paramedics would not let me ride in the ambulance with him; that was until I told them that he was brother. But in actuality if real brothers did the things we did it would be a real soap opera and definitely a scandal.

Anyway after walking for about a minute or two we reached the little chapel Kayla had mentioned earlier. When we entered it I took a second just to look around and to take the whole thing in. The chapel was small and cozy, yet it was big enough for all of us. The chapel had about five rows of pews with soft purple padding. The doors leading into the chapel were glass through which you could see into the entire room. On the other end of the room was an altar decorated with various symbols…. Elaborate Candles were placed along the altar while in the middle of it all was an exquisitely decorated crucifix. Along the walls leading from the entrance to the altar there were little crosses, and icons depicting the Virgin Mary and baby Jesus and forth

Growing up I had never really been an overly religious person. Every Sunday when I was little my parents would have to force me out of bed to go to church. To be honest with you I didn’t really know if I could go into a church let alone if God was even real…..

Leaning down by the altar I started to pray….. “Hey God, this is Jake McCarthy here.” I started. “I know I don’t always live my life in a morally and upright Christian way of living and I know it might seem strange to be hearing from me of all people but I need you to please hear me now.”

“Someone I love very much is in this hospital fighting for his life. His name is Brett and I am deeply in love with him and I don’t want to lose him. God I have never asked you for anything but if you will just give me this one thing….let Brett live and I will be eternally grateful. I don’t, I can’t, I won’t live without Brett in my life.” I cried breaking down.

“Please, please, please God don’t let him die!” I whispered.

“Jake doesn’t that feel better?” Kayla asked.

“Yes it does, but I still can’t stop worrying about Brett.” I cried.

“I know, I know.” Kayla sighed. “Everything is going to be alright. You just have to have faith. Everything is going to be fine.”

****Scene 3: Bryce’s POV**********************

Phi Alpha Kappa House, 720 Fraternity Row,

While everyone was out having a good time celebrating the new year I was upstairs in my room at the nearly empty PAK house wondering why I couldn’t find anyone to spend my life with. While most of the brothers had went home to be with their families for the holidays I had decided to stay on campus. Not because I didn’t want to see my family in actually I missed them very, very much. I just couldn’t sit through another dinner where they asked me about how college was going, what I was majoring in? And the number one question they always asked…..”When are you going to get a girlfriend?” And the answer was always the same….I’m just working on school right now.

If I had the courage I could have told them all that I would never have a girlfriend because I was gayer then they ever knew. I mean I couldn’t really fault my friends and family for not knowing that I was gay. Being an athletic sports-playing jock type I didn’t really give off the, I’m gay feel. Not that was even a thing. But back where I’m from, this really small town in central Virginia most of the openly gay people I had come in contact with had been flamboyant and feminine. The complete opposite of me. It was so different to me that I didn’t even know if I would ever fit into the gay world.

I think that fact was part of the reason why I hadn’t really come out as gay yet. I mean I had told a few people…… My sister included and a few guy who I was screwing at the time. I think the other reason why I had yet to be completely honest with my family was because I didn’t want them thinking less of me or treating me like less of a man. But deep down I knew that was absurd because there are gay men in this world that are more man then some of the straight guys that I’ve met so I know that has nothing to with it.

Back to my non-New Year’s Eve celebrations the real reason I had opted to stay on campus instead of going home was because I knew my roommate Ryan…………Ryan Miller would be staying on campus as well. He was an all American guy corn-fed country boy who was as different from me as night is from day. While we were both muscular and played sports that was where the similarities ended….Where I had dark brown hair he had blonde hair; where I had light green eyes his were light brown. Truth be told from the moment I laid eyes on him freshmen year I was hopelessly in love with him. I think I loved everything about him….from those big pecs of his, to those bulging biceps that he always seems to flex through his shirt. And don’t even get me started on those nipples of his…..and that fat ass of his. Yes I’ve seen him naked and I’ve always managed to make up an excuse for why I managed to walk in on him while he was showering and he somehow believed it.

For the last several months I had been having the best sex I had ever had with this really hot guy named Jake. I was really, really into the guy but there was just one thing…. He wasn’t Ryan. I could fuck a million guys but if I couldn’t be with Ryan my hopelessly straight roommate.

So here I was pinning after my straight roommate all while seeing another guy and keeping it a secret from everyone. A few hours before the sun went down Ryan came back to the house to get ready for some party on the other side of town. I lied to him and told him that I was going to some party as well not wanting to let him know that I had no real plans to celebrate New Year’s.

I did however have one plan…..and that was to wait until Ryan came home. That would no doubt be around one o’clock or two o’clock in the morning and he would definitely be bringing home a piece of ass to bang. I can’t even count on my hands the number of times I’ve come home to find him fucking some chick in his bed. Admittedly a few times I lingered in the doorway watching him as he slammed his cock into some girl’s pussy. Watching his ass shake as he pounded these chicks was the hottest thing I’d ever witnessed.

After Ryan left I took a little nap. Seconds turned to minutes and minutes into hours so that by the time I finally woke up it was several hours later. I looked outside the window and it was already dark outside and I still had a ton of clothes to wash. So I gathered my clothes and went down to the laundry room. Considering the fact that we kept finding bodies down there I was a little nervous about being down there alone. But after an hour or so of constantly looking over my shoulder to see if some bloodthirsty killer was watching me I finally realized that I was all alone. I stayed down there playing on my phone looking at pictures of hot guys until my clothes were finished. When the clock struck midnight ringing in a new year I kissed the picture of Ryan I had saved onto my phone. It was a picture he had sent to me on snapchat where he was making a cute face.

It was around two in the morning when I finally finished washing all my clothes and I started to walk back upstairs to my room. That’s when I heard a noise. It was a noise I heard many times over. It was the sound of Ryan fucking some girl… I recognized his manly grunts and moans but the other noises were different. As I got closer I realized that the other accompanying sounds were not coming from some girl. These moans were two deep to be coming from a women they were coming from another man.

“OH fuck! Oh Fuck! Oh Fuck!”

“Awww fuck! OH Fuck YEAH!”

“OH YES!!!”

“Come on FUCK MY ASS!” “FCVK! FUCK FUCK! FUCK ME!”

The closer I got to the door the louder the sounds of Ryan having sex got. Moaning and moaning louder and louder. So loud you could hear it and every part of the house, which being one of the larger fraternity houses was pretty damn big.

“FUCK YES!”

Approaching the door I noticed that there was slight crack in it. I tipped toed up to the door and peered into the room looking through the crack in the door. And sure enough Ryan was butt naked in his bed plowing some guy’s ass. To say that I was shocked would not even began to describe what I was feeling. “Holy fuck” I whispered.

Before I knew it my hands were in my pants and I was stroking my cock hard. The faster Ryan slammed into that guy’s ass the harder I jerked my cock. Harder and harder. “Oh God, Oh god, oh god!” I cried.

“Fuuccckk! OH FUCK! Dude I’m cumming!!!!” Ryan cried as he slammed into that random guy’s ass one last time. He threw his head back and his eyes rolled into the back of his eyes and when he opened his eyes up again I was certain he had noticed me in the doorway but he didn’t come over to where I was standing.

Ryan instead pulled his hard cock out of that guy’s ass and walked over to the guy’s face where he started stroking his cock until he spewed the last drops of his cum all over the guy’s face, coating the guy’s face, nose and cheeks. The guy sat up in bed and licked the cum off his face and that’s when I saw his face. I recognized the guy I had seen him over here before at parties and at other events. He was on the baseball team with Ryan and I had no idea that he was gay and getting his ass stretched by Ryan’s dick.

Without thinking I stepped into the room startling both Ryan and the guy he was just fucking only a second ago. “OH shit!” the guy cried. “Ryan I thought you said nobody would be here?”

“There isn’t?” Ryan laughed.

“Turn around.”

“Bryce?!” Ryan yelled out, cupping hold of his dick. “What the hell are you doing here? I thought you were going to some party on the other side of town.”

“I did……but it was a flop so I decided to come back here.” I lied, trying my hardest to not look down at Ryan’s crotch…..”I thought you were going to a party too…..I never thought I would come back here to find you fucking some guy…..Ryan I didn’t know you were gay.”

“I’m not!” Ryan yelled.

“I better leave.” The other guy interjected, he was at this moment still covered in Ryan’s cum as well as his own. Ryan’ baseball buddy quickly grabbed his clothes and ran out….As soon as he left Ryan and I resumed our conversation. The absence of Ryan’s fuck buddy did not lessen the tension in the room. The tension was so thick you could have cut it with a knife.

“Dude I don’t know what you saw. But I need you to forget whatever you saw. Never mention it to anyone…..especially not to our friends.” Ryan ordered. “Do you understand?”

“Understand what?” I cried. “That you are gay and you don’t want to tell anyone?”

“Dude! STOP IT!” Ryan yelled back, still holding onto his cock.. “I’m NOT fucking GAY!”

“So I’m just supposed to ignore the fact that I walked in on you having sex with some guy in our room? How the hell am I supposed to just forget that?”

“Bryce you just have to forget it!” Ryan demanded. “Dude you know me I’m straight……I’m not gay I just needed a little release and my cock slides into that guy’s ass as it does as the next wet pussy.”

“But dude you don’t understand.” I sighed. “It’s not that I can’t forget what I saw or that I won’t keep what I saw a secret. Because I will. What I can’t do is sit here and pretend I don’t have feelings for you.”

“Eh? What?” Ryan gasped. “Dude what are you saying?

“Ryan what I’m trying to say is that I really like you and I don’t just mean as friends. I have had a crush on you since the moment I first laid eyes on you freshman year.” I replied, moving closer to Ryan’s naked frame.

“Ryan I think I love you.” I whispered…..We were now standing so close together that if I had poked out my lips I could have kissed him on the lips. And I did just that…. I kissed him on the lips and for a split second I sensed that he was enjoying it but then he pulled away.

“DUDE! WHAT the FUCK! I’m NOT FUVKING GAY!!!” he yelled pushing me away. His face was has red as a cherry tomato and glancing down I noticed that his cock was as hard as a rock.

“Dude your dick says otherwise.” I grinned, pointing down at his throbbing cock.

“SHUT the FUCK UP!” Ryan yelled, reaching down to cover himself. “Dude if you were my friend and if you truly cared about me like you say you do you won’t mention this to anyone. Do you understand? This has to be a secret.”

“And I’m NOT gay!” Ryan insisted. “Bryce you have to forget these feelings that you have for me because I can never return your feelings because I only see you as a friend.

“Ok fine! Fine if you want to stay in the closet and hide from the truth I’ll just let you!” I yelled storming out of the room.

“I’m not hiding!” Ryan called out.

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

Harmony Hospital ICU, 6024 Main Street,

When we walked back to the waiting room across from the ICU we noticed that doctors and nurses were swarming all around Brett’s room. I didn’t know what was going on but it made me nervous. Before we had even reached the ICU one of the nurses had taken the time to come all the way to the hospital chapel to tell us that Brett had regained consciousness.

“Can I go in there and see him?” I asked, turning to one of the nurses standing nearby writing on a clipboard.

“I think that would be fine.” The nurse smiled at me. “He’s still a little out of it. And if he needs anything….Dr. Brooks will be back in just a second.”

“Thank you so much!” I exclaimed. I was so excited that I could finally speak to Brett again and I was even happier that he had come out of surgery alright.

“Hey babe, how are you doing? I smiled down at Brett. His eyes half open… as he smiled back up at me. “I was so worried about you but now that I see that gorgeous face of yours looking up at me I know that everything is going to be alright.”

“Brett don’t you ever scare me like that again!” I chuckled. “After today I’m never going to let you go. I don’t ever want you to leave my sight ever again.”

“Jake I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you like that.” Brett cried. “I scared my own self. When I saw what he did to Brandi I tried to run and hide but he found me and he stabbed me. When you found me I thought I would die right there. I thought I would never see you again.” Tears streaming down his face

“Brett it’s not your fault it is my fault. I was the reason you were down there in that parking deck. I should have been down there. Because if I had been down there I could have prevented all of this from happening to you…..” I cried, my mouth going a mile a second. “Wait a minute, you mentioned something about the killer. Do you know who it was?”

“Yes, IT was….IT was…..It was…..It was.” Brett kept repeating over and over again. I kept saying it over and over again and then he started to shake and I knew that was not a good sign. That weird machine they had Brett hooked up to started to go off…..it was beeping incessantly….

“Oh god! Oh no! What’s happening?” I cried. “Somebody help! Somebody help him. HELP he needs some help. Somethings happening!!!”

Several people ran into the room and this included Dr Brooks and the nice nurse I had met earlier as well as Brett’s mother Ms. Barrett. “What’s wrong with him?” I cried, trying to get closer to him.

“He’s haemorrhaging!” Dr. Brooks yelled.

“But I thought you said that he came through surgery ok?” Ms. Barrett yelled back. “How is this happening?”

“Ms. Barrett we managed to stop the bleeding during the surgery but this is internal bleeding and it is very serious. It is very hard to detect but I need you all to clear the room so that I can do everything in my power to save him.

“Doctor Brooks we’ve tried everything and he’s not stabilizing we are going to have to use the panels.” The nurse cried. “I think this bleeding is causing his heart to stop.

“Ok Nurse Amy get me the panels! NOW!” Dr. Brooks cried. Once Dr. Brooks had the defibrillator and started pumping them into Brett’s open chest. But this seemed to be not working the way it should have.

“If anything happens to my son I’m slapping this hospital with a malpractice lawsuit so big that it will make your head spin.” Ms. Barrett yelled.

“Missus Barrett……Mister McCarthy I need you both to leave this room right now so that I can save this young man. “Get Out NOW!”

“No I won’t leave him.” I cried. “Please let me stay. Please.”

“I’m sorry but Dr. Brooks is right.” Nurse Amy frowned. “The patient needs some air and you two crowding around him isn’t going to help him……Please follow me.”

I followed the nurse to the door but the whole time I did not look away from Brett as he laid in that bed motionless with those damn incessant machines beeping nonstop.

“What happened?” Kayla cried. “Did you see Brett?”

“How’s he doing?” Kevin blurted.

“Not good.” I cried…..tears in my eyes. “Everything was going fine and then that’s when he started shaking. A doctor ran in there and that’s when they told me that he had internal bleeding. They are in there right now doing everything they can to stabilize him but they’re not having any luck.”

“Don’t worry Jake,” Mike smiled. “This hospital has some of the best physicians in the North East. They will do everything they can to save Brett. You’ve got to believe that.”

“I do, I know those doctors will do everything they can to save Brett” I sighed. “But I don’t know if that is going to enough. You guys didn’t see him he’s in bad shape.”

My friends gathered around me to comfort me and make me feel better.

“Everything’s going to be alright. Everything is going to be alright.” They kept saying it over and over again. But I couldn’t escape the feeling that something every bad was about to happen. Something very bad.

We stayed there all night waiting for some news about Brett. Some of the doctors and even some of my friends suggested that I go rest but I told them no. I was determined I was going to stay there and wait in that waiting room until I knew Brett was alright.

Finally Dr. Brooks came out of the ICU he had a nervous look on his face and was covered in sweat from being up all night fighting to save the life of the man I had grown to love. “I’m very, very sorry but Brett didn’t make it. Dr. Acker and I did everything in our power to save him but the internal bleeding he suffered from that knife wound were just too great. I’m very sorry for your loss. You all have my deepest condolences.”

“Nooooo! Noooo!” Ms. Barrett yelled falling to the ground. “Noooooo! No! I won’t believe it! No! NO!” she kept yelling.

“Dr. Brooks can I please see him?”

“Yes, I think that would be fine.” Dr. Brooks sighed. “You know he actually called out your name before he went? Jake is what he said……that in he also mumbled something else. I think he said Carter too.”

“But none of you are named Carter? Correct?”

“Yes that’s correct,” I frowned. How strange I didn’t know what this Carter meant and I still couldn’t believe what the doctor had told me….Brett dead? I couldn’t believe it.

Walking into the room Brett looked so peaceful laying there that I couldn’t help but cry. “Wake up!” I yelled, as if he would listen to me and sit up right. When I walked into the room I had half-heartedly hoped that he would be smiling at me…..but he didn’t.

“You can’t be gone.” I cried, tears streaming down my face as I laid my head next to his. “You just can’t be gone….we have a whole lifetime together. We have years together now wake up and wrap your arms around me.”

“Just like we used to do.” I smiled, my eyes welling up with tears once more. “Please do it. Please wake up for me. You can do it. I know you can. You’re a fighter and I know this isn’t the end for you. Please I beg you wake up.”

“Jake you know he can’t do that.” Kayla interjected, placing her hand on my shoulder.

“And why the hell not?” I yelled.

“Because he’s gone….he is in a better place now. A place where he’s free from the troubles of this world.”

“But I don’t want him to be in a better place I want him to be here with me!” I yelled. “We were supposed to have our whole life together and that killer took him from me. Mark my words when I get my hands on the person who took Brett away from me I’m going to rip that person limb from freaking limb.”

“Jake don’t be mad but someone is here to see you.” Kevin added.

“Who is it?!” I yelled.

But before they could answer me I saw him…..Paul Hayes standing there in the doorway. I was livid. I was mad as hell. I was mourning the loss of Brett but that sadness turned to rage the moment I saw that asshole Paul Hayes standing in the doorway.

“WHAT the hell are you doing here? I growled through gritted teeth.

“Jake I have something to say.” Paul sighed.

STAY TUNED……….……………………………………..