Author's note:

Dear Readers,

I hope you forgive me for the long delay of the continuation of Unfathomable Love. I'll try not to make you wait as long for part 6.


Ray Walker

After a long while of love making, Blake and I had fallen asleep together, as usual, him holding me in his arms.

I awoke to the feeling of coldness, as I began to get used to the very warm feeling of Blake spooned up against me from behind.

I opened my eyes, looking around. He wasn't anywhere to be seen. I got up to take my ADHD medicine. My pills were blue on one side and white on the other. I took 40 mg (milligrams).

I got up and around and decided to skip my classes today.

I saw a note on the door. I opened it and read:

Dear Kyle,

We have your boyfriend. If you ever wish to see him again, you will bring two others with you; they shall be sacrifices for the under lord. You have two weeks. If you are not on time, Blake's destruction will be both painful and slow.

"The fuck?" I asked myself. I felt a shiver run down my spine. It couldn't have been Blake, for some reason, it stopped after I first took his load... There was someone els watching me...

I brushed off the feeling and got dressed.

I didn't shower because I rarely needed to. I felt and urge to go to the dorm room number 56, which was unusual, because only the seniors of the university EVER wandered into that section.

I sat at the desk in the room and thought through the whole idea. After making the decision to go, I stood up and began to go to room 56.

I caught several eyes on my way, and felt very intimidated. I reached the room, and knocked.

A large jock stood in front of me. He was half naked, wearing only a jockstrap. I had seen him before. His name was Trent. He had a reputation for being different then other jocks... He stood at about 6'8". He had a very muscular frame, but not like Blake. His eyes were green and his hair was blond. He smiled slightly and moved over, gesturing for me to come in. I came in a bit uncomfortably, as he was almost naked. I felt my cock stir with the situation.

"You're Kyle, right?" he asked simply.

"Um, yeah..."

"Haven't I seen you before?" he asked me.

"Probably," I said.

He sat down on a bed, and patted the spot next to him, showing that he wanted me to sit next to him. I sat down and tried to keep my distance.

"So, what brings you here?"

"Uh, well... I kinda got this note," I said, handing it to him. "You know Blake, right?"

He took the note, nodding his head to respond to my question. He started to read it.

"Looks like you're in some trouble," he said, looking at me. "I'll help you get your boyfriend back, but my services aren't free. It'll cost you."

"How much?"

"Not cash, I have something a little different in mind," he said.

I gave him a questioning look. He looked hesitant for a moment.

"No no, not like that," he said, laughing.

"Oh, wow... you had me going there."

"Yeah, I thought so. I DO want cash, to be honest. The price is, 400 grand even."

"Deal," I said, sticking my hand out to shake on the deal.

He gripped my hand and gave me a firm shake.

"So, how do we get to where we need to go?" I asked.

"I'll tell you as we go," he replied. "Whats your transportation?"

"An Experience-E Ferrari F750 Concept, or a Design-Q Falko ABJ-Q private jet."

"HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!" he shouted out. "Dude, that car isn't even in the market yet for 3 more years in twenty twenty-five (2025)."

(I forgot to mention that this story takes place in the future in 2022)

"I know," I said. "That's what I plan to use to get home".

"I'll just be a minute. I gotta get dressed."

He walked to his dresser and pulled out a jock-strap, a muscle shirt, and a pair of shorts. He started stripping out of his jock-strap right in front of me, flashing his 6 inch long and thick soft cock at me without intention. I couldn't help but stare at it.

I caught his eye and realized that he saw me looking at it. He smiled slightly.

"Later, Kyle."

I blushed and tried to act like it never happened.

After he finished dressing, he announced that he was ready to go.

"I gotta grab a few things from my room," I said to him.

I opened the door and walked out. I headed back up to my dorm room, climbed 6 flights of stairs, and went in. I walked over to the fridge and grabbed my pills. I opened my dresser and grabbed a picture of my mom. I stared at the picture for a minute, and put it in my pocket, along with my cell. I took a step back, and bumped into someone. I screamed out, but a hand covered my mouth.

"Listen closely," the man said. "You better be on time, or we'll be sure to end Blake's life."

In a blink of an eye, his presence had disappeared. It was like he wasn't even their to begin with.

I closed my eyes and tried to gather my thoughts and calm down. I went back to room 56. He was still waiting their.

"I'm ready to go."

"Alright, cool," he said, standing up. He came over to me and opened the door. We both exited the room, and them exited the building. We went over to my car and his jaw dropped when he saw my car.

"You, weren't kidding, dude."

"You wanna drive?"

"Hell yeah," he said, grinning.

I tossed him the keys, and he ran over to the driver seat. He hopped in and went underway. He was really enjoying driving my car.

"So," he said abruptly. "Tell me about your Disney Hawk Design... um... what is it called again?"

"Design Q Falko... well, don't worry about that part," I began. "It's an ABJ-Q pr..."

"ABJ-Q, right," he said, interrupting me to make it sound like he simply forgot its name at the moment but really, he had no idea what it was called. I couldn't believe how he'd try that on me!

"Well, it's really neat," I began to explain. "The interior and exterior are designed as blue strips, almost glowing, and black and shiny silver."

"How much did you get it for?"

"Well, it's a newer model, so it cost me $700,000,000."

"Holy shit!" he exclaimed. "How much cash do you have?"

"Do you really feel the need to know?"

"Yeah," his response was rather straight forward. Damn, this guy was some character. He was really something els, let me tell you, ha.

"Right now, or when I first inherited it?"

"Now," he said.

"nine-billion, four-hundred forty four-million, and about six-hundred thousand. I don't keep track to the dollar."


It was about three hours of driving until he broke the silence.

"So, how do we get to your jet thing?"

I pressed a button next to the steering wheel, which released a lit-up glass panel with a touch sensitive light displayed key pad. I entered the coordinated of the take-off site for my jet. A green flash lit up the glass, and the key board retracted. The entire wind-shield went black and the inside of the car lit up where the lights were set up. Since blue and purple are my favorite colors, that's the color the lights were. The steering wheel began retracting into the forward consul. Trent looked flabbergasted. He was trying to hold the wheel out, but the moter was stronger than him, and prevailed, leaving him with no control.

"You've gotta be fucking kidding me!" he shouted. "What just happened?"

"The car took control. It's taking us to the take-off site. It's gonna be a while till we get there, closer to about 12 hours. It's almost night now, so we should probable get some rest tonight."

"I can't sleep upright, I need a bed," he complained.

"Don't worry. It's all taken care of," I assured him. I reached forward and pressed a lit-up button among a lot of others. The seats adjusted themselves, and they appeared to resemble a singular twin bed, like those in the college dorms. I also got out a blanket.

"I enjoy spreading out and I don't think we can lay here together," he said.

"Don't worry, I'll try not to touch you," I replied, laying down.

"Okay then."

He lay down next to me. We moved around a lot, trying not to touch one another. We finally found a suitable position for us. I'm not describing what position it was, because it'll make this story too damned long.

We settled in and fell asleep. I woke up about an hour later, shivering and exhausted. My shivering probably woke Trent up.

"You okay, Kyle?" he asked me.

"I'm... so-so-so... c-c-cold," I said between shivers.

"It feels fine to me."

"I'm just used to Blake holding me, that's all," I said to him. "I'll get over it I guess."

I heard him moving around, then I felt his arm move around me, and his chest was pressed up against my back.

"What are you doing?" I asked him.

"Well, you said you liked to have Blake holding you, right?" he asked, and I nodded my head in agreement. "Well, I'm just trying to make you comfortable," he whispered in my ear.

I felt him kiss my neck gently. He nuzzled his face in my neck and he kissed me again. I felt unusual, like I didn't want to betray Blake. I let the thought pass and he just moved me over and kissed me on the lips. It was a long lustful kiss. He pulled his lips off of mine and rested his head back down. We both went to sleep.



Ray Walker

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