****Opening Title**************************************************
*hot guy fades into light,
First his sculpted torso and chiseled abs, followed by his pecs, followed by his bulging biceps then finally his gorgeous face, a face created by Angels comes into view.
“Like the hot guy of our dreams so our the Gays of Our Lives”
Hot guy flexes his muscles
*Title sequence fades out
****Scene 1: Mike’s POV**********************
Lila’s Café, 16 Wharf Street,
“Zach!” I cried, as I pulled away from his kiss. I was a little taken by his actions, especially considering the fact that he knew I was a married man. “Why did you do that?”
“Do what?” he laughed, sitting back in his chair. A huge grin appearing across his face.
“Kiss me!” I yelled. “Why did you kiss me?!”
“Yeah I kissed you,” he chuckled. “So what? What’s the big deal? I don’t see you complaining about it.”
“THIS is me complaining about it! Dude you can’t just go around kissing random men…….especially married men.” I shot back.
“The huge smile on your face when I stuck my tongue in your mouth says otherwise.” He replied, with a wink. “And besides I only kiss the married men who really want me to. Trust me you want it, I can see it written all over that sexy face of yours. I saw it that first day we met in Professor Duncan’s class……all of those girls and some of the guys were hung up on Professor Daddy but I only had eyes for you.”
“When I found you outside you were in such a sad state. I know part of that sadness is from knowing that your friend Jake has lost someone he cares very much but I also know this has to do with your marriage. And the fact that you are unhappy in it.”
“What? My marriage has nothing to do with this. I’m very happy and I love my husband” I cried. This has to do with you making advances towards me and trying to kiss me. What if someone would have seen us?”
“Dude relax……….it was just a kiss. You’re acting like I raped you or something.” Zach laughed.
“Dude don’t joke about something like that.”
“I’m sorry? Why?”
“Because about a year ago I was raped.”
“What?!” Zach cried. “What happened? Is the person in jail now?”
“I can’t talk about it.” I cried. “My best friend just lost the one person who he loves more than anything in this world.”
“Even more then you?” he asked.
“This is not about me and I am not going to make it about me. This is about Brett. A wonderful and caring person who is dead because of a deranged killer.” I continued. Trying has hard as I could not to break down.
“You just spent the last hour telling me everything there is about you. How could you leave out the part where you were raped?!” Zach cried. “I’m not going to judge you. I just want you to know that you have someone who you can turn to.”
“Zach I just can’t talk about it right now. Please just leave me alone.” I cried. “I want to be alone. Please just go.”
“I’ll go now but when you need me I’ll be right there.” Zach winked as he got up from the table. “And one more thing if you liked that kiss (which I know you did), there is more where that came from.”
After Zach left me I was left alone with my thoughts. Thoughts about Eric, thoughts about Brett, and thoughts about what had just transpired between me and Zach. Oh god my thoughts….From the moment our lips met to the moment they unlocked my mind was racing. The kiss made me feel ashamed and dirty. Why did he have to kiss me? Why did he have to do that? I’m married I can’t go around letting random men kiss me. And I definitely can’t let Eric find out about this…..
“I can’t tell Eric…” I said to myself.
“You can’t tell me what?” a familiar voice interjected as I felt the warm hands of my husband caressing the back of my neck.
“Oh nothing I was just talking to myself…..” I lied. I never thought I would be the person who told lies or made up stories to the people I claimed to love. But now I didn’t know what I was. “I have a surprise for you…..for Valentine’s Day.”
“How did you know I would be here?” I asked, as Eric sat down beside me.
“Babe you’re my soulmate.” Eric chuckled as he took a sip of my coffee. “That and I know that you always come here when you’re upset and that you order a Cinnamon Roll Frappuccino. I know everything about you because you are my husband and I love you with all my heart.”
“Eric I love you too…” I began.
“Hold on I’m not done.” Eric replied. “I didn’t just come here to talk about your favorite beverage I came here to talk about what happened the hospital earlier with Jake. I know I was outline to go off on Jake back there…..Especially with all that he is going through with the loss of Brett. BUT he was out of line too. Talking about how I shouldn’t be with you and how I’m not good enough to be with you. How do you think that makes me feel?”
“Eric he’s your brother. You should have just let it go. Jake is grieving he doesn’t know what he’s talking about he’s so distraught by Brett’s death. He didn’t mean anything by it.”
“There you go again making excuses for him.” Eric cried. “You don’t have to make excuses for him. He’s never thought I was good enough for you. Even after he found out we were brothers he didn’t give a fuck about what I want.”
“Eric that’s not true, Jake does care about you. You are his brother and he loves you.” I pressed.
“Hahah.” Eric chuckled. “If Jake could take you from me he would. You know and I know. And for the record Jake doesn’t even care about me. If he didn’t he would have considered how I felt being told that I’m not good enough to be with the man that I love. And he wouldn’t act like I’m some pig headed jock.”
“IF you ask me I would say that you were both acting pretty pig-headed!” I yelled back.
“Baby what is happening to us?!” Eric sighed. “This is not what our relationship is about. This is not what I want it to be about. I don’t want to fight with you. I love you.”
“I love you too.” I cried, as Eric wrapped his big strong arms around me. Kissing me all over. His kiss was welcomed where Zach’s kiss had been a shock… While we kissed I ignored the fact that my phone was vibrating.
“Come on dude, let’s go home and get some rest.” Eric stood up, stretching out his hand for me to catch.
“I’m right behind you.” I smiled, as a grabbed hold of Eric’s outstretched hand.
Once we were halfway home I looked at my phone and read the message to myself.
“Your secret is safe with me.” It read with a little photo of Zach Kissing me. I cried and screamed inside while on the outside I pretended everything was ok. All the while I kept wondering how could the text message killer be so close and nobody know? I do know that he is watching me and my friends. But who is he?
After we finally made it back home Eric and I went upstairs to the nursery to look in on our sleeping son Johnny. We stood by his cradle gazing down at him as he lay there sleeping so peacefully. He looked so innocent and even though we were so young ourselves we were his protectors in this world.
“Aww Eric, Look at him. He look so cute and small.” I smiled, gazing down at my sleeping son. “He really is a cutie.”
“Mike he is a cutie just like his daddy…….and look at those dimples.” Eric chuckled. “I don’t know why but I just had the sudden urge to pinch those little cheeks of his.”
“I thought I heard you guys in here.” Emily giggled as she waltzed into the room wrapped in a pink nightgown. “You guys were gone all day. Did you guys get to see Jake?”
“Yeah, for a little while.” I replied. “We’re pretty exhausted and we just wanted to check in on our son before we headed off to bed.”
“Oh don’t mind me.” Emily laughed. “I won’t be loud. I just came by to see my nephew. Imagine that! I never thought my little brother would be the first one to have a child. I mean I’ve been married like three times.”
“Haha, I thought it was more than that and wasn’t one of those times invalid?” I laughed.
“That’s beside the point.” Emily laughed back. “I still could have a child.”
“Emily if you want a child so bad why don’t you have one?” Eric chimed in. “You’re welcome to look at our sleeping son anytime you want.”
“And I appreciate it.” Emily yawned. “I think I better get off to bed. I think I’m just as tired as you guys look right now.”
“Yeah we are going to turn in for the night as well.” I smiled as we all filed out of the room. Eric being the last person to exit the room turned the light off and gently pulled the door shut so that little Johnny could sleep.
****Scene 2: Eric’s POV**********************
Chandler Mansion, Raven Hill Island,
Once we had entered our room and the door was locked we took our clothes off stripping down to our underwear. After we shed our clothes we climbed into our bed and got into our usual cuddling position: me as the big spoon and Mike as the little spoon. I wrapped my arms around Mike’s waist and he moaned.
“Baby, let’s have a little fun. Before we go to bed.” I groaned. I every intention of getting my rocks off inside my husband’s ass. If only that was as easy as it sounds.
“Eric I’m tired.” Mike groaned. “Just go to sleep.”
“But I don’t want to go to sleep I want to make love to you.” I cried, giving him the puppy dog eyes. “Pretty please….Please.”
“Eric you know I can’t say no to that cute face…..but I’m so tired. I’m exhausted and I just want to sleep. I can’t ride your cock tonight I might fall off.”
“Besides you’re just horny it will pass if you just go to sleep.” He added.
“No it won’t!” I groaned. “How will it pass? When I’ve got you pushing your hot ass up against my crotch all night. “If I don’t get off now I’m going to fall asleep and have a wet dream and then when we wake up there is going to be cum all over our freshly clean sheets.
“Eric I love you….” Mike rolled over as he kissed me on the lips. “But I’m too tired to have sex with you. Please just let me sleep. I love you.”
“I love you too…..” I replied, as I returned his kiss. I bit his lip as I started to force my tongue into his mouth. Slowly we started to make out. Mmmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmm, mmmmmmmmm.”we moaned into each other’s mouths.
“I knew you wanted it.” I chuckled, as I wrapped my arms around my husband, rolling over top him as I continued to kiss him hard.
“I never said I didn’t.” Mike laughed. “I always want you to touch me, kiss me, and make love to me. I’m just so tired. I’m exhausted, these last several weeks have been hell. And you already fucked the cum out of me the other night. My hole is so sore I just need to rest.”
“Babe if you’re sore you can fuck me. I love when you drill that cock into my ass. I just need to get off before I explode!” I complained. “Pretty Please.”
“Eric you are not going to trick me with that cute face of yours.” Mike giggled. “I really don’t want to say no. But I’m too tired to fuck. You don’t want me falling asleep with my cock buried in your ass.”
“I wouldn’t mind…..and you wouldn’t do that?” I laughed.
“Eric I love you but I’m going to bed. I’ll make it up to you tomorrow.”
“Dude are you really going to go to sleep while I’ve got blue balls the size of the hope diamond. Babe you’ve got to help me out. I’m dying over here.” I moaned, as I rubbed my hand against Mike’s leg.
“Eric there’s a fleshlight under the bed. It’s all lubed up and if you want to use it go right ahead but please let me sleep. I can barely keep my eyes on.
“Fine,” I sighed as I rolled over my back to Mike as I reached under the bed for the fleshlight. Once I had the fleshlight in my hands I slid my cock into the tight hole of the fleshlight. As I thrusted into the tight fleshlight my abs clenched tightly together.
Picking up speed I started to moan.
“Ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhhh!”
“Ohhhh….Ohhhh! Ohhhhhhh!
“Oh FUCK!”
After a while I started to get close to orgasm. It really didn’t take long for me to reach the edge because I had been on the edge nearly all night. Blue balls are a bitch! “Ehhhh fuck! Oh fuck!” I panted as I continued to thrust my cock in and out the fleshlight. “OH SHIT!” I lost my composure as I felt a powerful orgasm rocketed through my body down to my cock. I slowed down my thrusting as I rubbed the remaining cum out of my pulsating cock.
“Damn that felt good.” I moaned. It didn’t feel as good as the real thing but it would have to do while my husband was sleeping beside me.
“Good night,” I whispered as I leaned over and kissed Mike on the cheek. After that I collapsed back on my side of the bed still clutching my still wet cock.
****Scene 3: Mike’s POV**********************
Chandler Mansion, Raven Hill Island,
The following day was Valentine’s Day. That morning I woke up in my bed to quite the surprise. A trey of breakfast food, that included a stack of pancakes, red crispy bacon, scrambled eggs, and two cups of orange juice. And to top it off a wonderful card printed on beautiful stationery.
“Aww Eric.” I smiled. “Is this all for me?”
“Well I was thinking we could share it.” Eric grinned.
“Hahahah…….I don’t mind sharing.” I smiled back. “But how were you able to do all of this? How did you find the time for all of this?”
“Well last night after you went to sleep I spanked the monkey and I fell asleep. That’s why I woke up so early and was able to get it all done before you woke up.”
“But how? I didn’t know you could do all of this.”
“There’s a lot of things you’re man can do.” Eric laughed, as he kissed me on the top of my head. “Honestly it wasn’t that hard. It was definitely easier than I thought it would be. I just went downstairs before everyone else got up and got pan and started frying stuff.”
“Well it tastes really good.” I smiled.
“Why don’t you read the card over there?” Eric grinned.
“Ok,” I smiled, as my hands reached for the card. Once I had the card in my hand I opened it up and started to read it.
“Dear, Michael
I’m more of the silent type but I wanted to write you this letter to show you how much I love and care for you. After several hours of frustration and several more of spell checking I finally came up with just the right thing to say to you. Everything is from the heart. Here goes………..
When I first laid eyes on you all those years ago when we were just kids I knew there was something about you. Something I wanted. I now know that it was your love that I wanted. That first day, and several days after that I was such a jerk. But then the day came when our teacher paired us up in groups and no one wanted to be with me. But then you said you would be my partner…..you came right over and sat down beside me smiling that warm inviting smile that you display……and then you spoke to me. It was just one word….hello. So soft, so silky, so friendly, but undeniably masculine. So in the words of Beyoncé you had me at hello! In the next couple weeks we started hanging out, getting closer and closer until we became friends. Deep down I always wanted more. To kiss you, to hold you, to love you.
I know lately it may seem that I’m only interested in sex or that I’m only interested in your body. This could not be further from the truth. It is true that I love pounding that tight hole of yours and I love rubbing my hands all over that gorgeous body of yours but not because I’m sex-crazed. It is because when I’m close to you I feel complete. More about that cute body of yours….from head to toe. That curly head of hair is just perfect for me to run my hands through it. I love the way you wrinkle up your nose when something seems out of place. And those sweet, sweet full lips of yours I could kiss them for hours. I love waking up to you every morning…..Feeing the warmth of your lips on my cheek, the touch of your fingers on my skin, the sound that your heart makes as it beats in time with mine.
I love it when I get to feel your arms wrapped around me, or even when you just kiss me on the cheek. A kiss that can make me forget all my troubles as if we are the only two people on earth. Ever since that first day that I kissed you my life has been absolutely amazing even during the ups and downs. After I finished beating my meat I fell asleep and as much as I wanted to be mad at you for going to sleep instead of staying up and letting me get off I just couldn’t. Because I love you through good days and bad. I put that ring on your finger so don’t ever take it off. Let’s grow old and grey together. You will always be my one true love, my soul mate, my happily ever after.
I will love you always,
Eric,”
After I finished reading the letter I started to cry. Light tears rolling down my cheeks.
“Why are you crying? You didn’t like it?” Eric exclaimed. “I know I should have left out the part about me beating my meat. I’m such an idiot!”
“No that’s not it all,” I sniffled. My eyes welling up. “That’s not why I’m crying. I’m crying because I’m happy. I’m crying because this is so beautiful and I don’t deserve it. I don’t deserve any of it.”
“Babe don’t say that.” Eric cried. “You deserve this and so much more. You are a wonderful person. A beautiful creation from God. A creation that he made just for me. My perfect soul mate. By being with you I feel so much love that I want to share it with everyone around me. You make me want to be a better a person. You make me want to be a better man for you and our son and that’s why I have special surprise for you.”
“What?” I cried.
“You’ll just have to wait and see.” Eric laughed. “Go dry those tears and get dressed so that we can go have a night on the town.”
Here Eric was confessing his undying love to me and all I could do was feel shame and disgrace. Shame for letting another man kiss me where only he should have kissed me. Shame for thinking about kissing that other man. Shame for wanting it. What’s wrong with me?
****Scene 4: Kayla’s POV**********************
Spencer Residence, 1204 Lake Grove Street,
“Wake up! Kayla! Wake up!” a voice cried, as I felt myself being shaken in my bed. I recognized my sister’s voice. It was my younger sister Chloe. “Happy Valentine’s Day!”
“What!?” I cried groggily, trying to pull myself out of the deep sleep that I had been in before my sister had shaken me awake. “What is it?”
“Happy Valentine’s Day.” She repeated.
“It’s your boyfriend Kevin….he’s outside and you are not going to believe your eyes when you see him….”
“What is it?” I asked partly afraid for her to answer me.
“Kayla just come see for yourself.” My mother interjected. “You are going to love it. I know I would.”
“What is it?”
“Just go see.” My mother and sister encouraged as they insisted that I follow them downstairs to see what Kevin had done.
“Hold on, let me get a robe.” I sighed. They exited so that I could have some privacy. Once I had wrapped a robe around me I opened the door to my waiting my mother and sister; following them downstairs.
Once I reached the bottom of the staircase I turned to my sister and inquired one last time about what was on the other side of the door. “What is it?”
“Sis stop whining and go see.”
“Fine.” I grumbled, as I placed my hand on the doorknob and started to slowly turn the door unaware of what I would find on the other side of it.”
“Kevin,” I smiled, as the door swung open…. He was dressed in a dark blue suit. He looked so sexy……so very sexy.
“Hey Kayla!” Kevin smiled, as reached around his back to pull out a huge bouquet of flowers. “Happy Valentine’s day!”
“Thank you,”
“They’re lilacs, I know those are your favourite.” He grinned. “But that’s not all. There’s a card also. You should read it. I’ve got a surprise for you.”
He handed me the card and I started to read it.
“Dear Kayla,
You are so special to me and on this day, Valentine’s Day I am going to show it to you. While I’m not one to pry the other night while I was at your house the day I spent the night I noticed that your diary was laying on your bed. I picked it up and opened and I started to read it. There was something that you mentioned about how happy you were for Kate Middleton that she gets to be a princess. You said you wished you could be a princess for just a day. I just wanted to say that you are a princess to me. A true princess. I love you Kayla with everything that is in me!
Happy Valentine’s Day!”
“Awww Kevin that was so sweet.” I smiled. “Thank you, thank you so much! Saying that I’m a princess to you means a lot.”
“You’re welcome.” He blushed. “But I wasn’t just saying that because I love you. I’m saying that because today you will be a princess. My princess.”
“What do you mean?”
“You’ll see.” He grinned as he turned to look out across the street. “And our ride should be here right about……..now.”
“What?”
I could see this large white figure moving towards us in the distance. Getting closer and closer with every passing second. It was coming right at us.
“What is that?”
“Your chariot Madame” Kevin laughed. “Your chariot and our ride!”
Finally when it was close enough that I could make out what it was I realized that it was a horse-drawn carriage by four white horses.
“Oh my god Kevin!”
“Is this all for me…..”
“Yes baby…..all of it is for you.” Kevin smiled back. “And as soon as you change into the dress I got you and put on the tiara we can go out for a drive in the park.”
“Really? Last time I checked these things didn’t come with a driving manual.” I laughed.
“Don’t worry it’s a piece of cake driving one of these things and if we take Main Street everything will be fine because there’s never any traffic during this part of the day. Plus I got a permit and everything.”
“Ok let me go get dressed.” I smiled.
“Ok, but first put on this.” Kevin added as he handed me this sparkling tiara that shone like the sun. It was so beautiful looking.
“Wow.” I gasped, as I Kevin placed the tiara on my head. “It’s beautiful Kevin. It is so beautiful. I love you so much…. Thank you!” I kissed him on the cheek before running inside to get dressed.
****Scene 5: Jake’s POV**********************
HookUP, 1701 Lindsay Avenue,
As night fell on the town I could not be happier. Because Valentine’s Day was finally going to be over in a few hours. And I was glad of it. Twenty-four hours of complete anguish for me watching as couples kissed and snuggled up to one another celebrating their love. I just couldn’t stand it. I couldn’t stand to see it. I didn’t want to see it……I didn’t want to see other people celebrating being in love. No candle lit dinners, no kisses in the park as the sun sets overhead and god forbid a freaking marriage proposal.
So I decided to go to the one place that I knew a guy could go to get some ass and not have to profess his love to someone. A bar….a gay bar called HookUP in the seedier part of town. When I got to the bar it was already dark outside and the bar was all decked up as to be expected in big frilly hearts and the like.
I paid it no attention and ordered my first drink…and then another drink. And another drink. And then I had several more after that until I had so many that I couldn’t even count them on my fingers.
“Hey bartender can I get another drink!” I yelled across the counter as I pounded my hand on the counter.
“Hey Dude I think you’ve had enough.” The bar tender yelled out. “You can barely stand up. The counter is for drinks to go on not for you to lay your head down.”
“I’ll lay my head wherever I dam well please!” I yelled back. “Now give me another drink! I’m not going to say it again. I’ve got cash now give me a drink! Now!”
“No sir.” I’m cutting you off.” The bartender laughed completely ignoring me as he gave me the cold shoulder. “Besides you look pretty young are you sure you are at the legal age?”
“Shut the hell up. I’m twenty-fucking three! Now give me a drink!” I cried. Pounding my fists and beating my chest. “Here’s my ID if you want to see it.”
The bartender looked at the ID and then at my face and then back at the ID and then frowned. “Fine I’ll give you another drink but you have to give me your keys.”
“Fuck that!” I yelled. “I’m not going to let you hold my keys. How the hell am I going to get home if I give them to you?”
“Dude you are as drunk as a skunk. I don’t think you could get home on your own even if you wanted too.” The bartender continued. “And if you try to leave here on your own and you don’t take a cab I’m calling the police.”
“Hey about I hold them.” The guy next to me suggested. This cute guy I might add.
“You would do that? Do you even know this guy?”
“No but I would like to.” The guy smiled. “I’ll take his keys and I’ll even make sure that he gets home safely.”
“Fine,” I sighed as I handed my keys off to the handsome stranger. I didn’t want to do it but I was made to do it because he just so damn charming. He clearly wanted to get into my pants and I wasn’t going to stop him. I wanted it.
“Wow, you’re hot!” was all I could say.
“Gee thanks you’re pretty cute too.” He smiled back as he stood up. “I’ll be right back.”
“Where are you going?” I protested as he walked away.
“I’ve got to use the restroom” He laughed. “I can’t be a hero with a full bladder. As soon as I’m done taking a leak I’ll come right back to you sexy.”
I let him walk towards the restrooms and then after waiting for what felt like forever (actually it was only a few minutes. Five at the most.) I got up off my bar stool and stumbled across the room to the bathroom using the wall as a support system as I made my way towards it.
Once I reached the men’s stall I pushed the door open and stepped inside. I peeked under the stalls looking around to see if I could see the guy. I saw legs at the very last stall. And then I heard moaning.
“He’s beating his meat in the restroom!” I cried. Even as I was three sheets to the wind I still knew what it sounded like for a guy to get off. And this guy wanted to get off desperately. I could feel it.
“Ohhhhh fuck! Ohhhhh fuck! Aurghhh!!!”
“Ohhhh yeah!” the hot guy moaned.
“Hey do you want a hand.” I grinned.
“Oh shit!” I didn’t know anybody else would be in here.” The handsome stranger cried, as he rushed to cover his dick. “Oh it’s you! I’m sorry I’ll be right out. Just give me a second.”
“Oh dude, no need to be shy.” I licked my lips. “I came in here to give you a helping hand. Come on pull that big thing back out. I want to get a taste of it.”
“You do?”
“Yeah it looks delicious.” I smiled as I dropped to my knees taking the handsome stranger’s cock in my hands. For split second I was mesmerised by this thick cock. “Damn you look familiar.” I laughed.
“Trust me we haven’t met.” The guy chuckled. “Once guys get a taste of this thing they don’t soon forget it. Just remember one thing.”
“What’s that?” I gasped.
“That you asked for it.” He smiled, as he slapped his hard cock against my face. His cock was already leaking precum has it spurted out onto my face. I was more than happy to lick it up.
“Is this what you want?!” he growled. “You want to suck my dick!”
“Get those lips on my dick!”
“Yes,” I begged. “Please let me suck you.”
I bent over and stuck out my tongue licking the base of his cock up to the head. The guy let out a moan in approval. Next I ran my tongue all around the guy’s cockhead catching the precum that poured from his cock with my tongue.
I was drunk, horny, and grieving the loss of Brett and here I was in the bathroom of some seedy bar sucking some stranger’s dick. Wow happy Valentine’s Day to me! Sucking this guy’s dick was kind of difficult considering it was not only of length it was really thick.
This guy’s cock was so thick that I simply held it in my mouth for a few seconds trying to make my mouth adjust to the size. Still holding his cock in my mouth, a slowly moved my tongue around it, covering it with my saliva.
“Come on if you’re going to suck it! Do it already!” he grunted. “You said you wanted suck my cock not hold and your mouth. Now get to work!
“Oh so bossy.” I moaned.
“Shut the fuck up and start sucking!” he yelled.
I didn’t hesitate as I took his cock back into my mouth and it started to make its way down my throat. I slurped my way up and down that cock licking every inch of that guy’s shaft. Once I had adjusted to the size of that thing I started to bob up and down on that thick cock with such a consistent pace that the guy’s eyes rolled in the back of his head and he started to cry out in ecstasy.
Grabbing hold of his balls I started to massage them in my hands while I massaged his cock with my mouth. He started sliding his fat dick into my mouth with increasing speed. Slowly but surely I developed a technique where I would tease him by licking the bulbous cockhead before I buried my cock in my mouth.
I could tell that he was really enjoying me sucking on his cock because his moans and groans of pleasure were only getting louder and louder with each passing second
My mouth must have done the trick for him, because soon enough he was gripping hold of my head as his dick exploded and a string of cum rocketed into my mouth. As he shot into my mouth I felt like I was going to gag. I was so overwhelmed, but he held me onto his cock.
Until he pulled his cock out of my mouth, white gooey cum still leaking from the head of his cock as it sprayed all over my face. “Damn you suck cock well.” He grinned as he pulled his jeans up and buckled them up.
“Well how did you like my cock?”
I licked the cum off my lips and tried to come up with something encouraging to say. But could only find one word. “Wow.”
“Just Wow?”
“No, not just wow.” I laughed back. “I loved it. It was so nice, so thick. It was fucking amazing. But I swear I’ve seen you before. But I can’t remember where.”
“Here’s some money for a cab.” He smiled.
“Wait you’re not going to take me back to your place so we can fuck!?!” I cried. “I’m craving that dick of yours and I want to see what it can do.”
“I don’t fuck on the first date.” He smiled. “And besides you’re too drunk to even remember it anyway. When I fuck you I want you to remember every single glorious minute of it.
“I didn’t know this was a date.” I smiled. “Will I ever see you again?”
“You might see me again.” He replied. “I’m going to be in town for a little bit of business. I have to sort out some stuff.”
“What kind of stuff?” I smiled.
“Oh nothing I just came here to right a wrong.” He laughed, flashing me a grin. “I would go into details but then I would have to kill you.”
“Oh I see, top secret.” I chuckled.
“Something like that.” He replied, as he turned to leave. “You could say it’s a mission of mine to make things right.”
“What do I do if I want to see you again?” I cried.
“Just come to this bar I’ll find you.” He added. “One more thing. Happy Valentine’s Day Sexy!”
“But wait?! I didn’t catch your name?”
“I’m sorry I don’t remember giving it.” He laughed. Before I could get onto my feet he was gone and cum was still all over my face.
Once I cleaned myself off I went outside and asked the bartender to call me cab. He was more than happy to oblige, but I think he was just trying to get rid of me. Long story short once I got home I stumbled upstairs to my room and collapsed on my bed. I didn’t bother to change my clothes or even to shower. I was exhausted……
****Scene 6: Narrator’s POV**********************
Harmony Park,
That evening Eric took Mike to this really fancy restaurant. Michael had never been to the restaurant so it was big surprise to be going there but Eric had an even bigger surprise for our protagonist.
As Eric found a seat for them, a waiter approached them with two elaborate looking menus. Eric ordered and the Mike followed suit. Sensing that they were underage and not over the legal drinking age the waiter suggested two club sodas. The two young men accepted the offer.
As they settled into their seats Eric could not stop smiling at Mike. “Eric what is it?”
“You’ll see. I’m so excited.” Eric smiled. “And I’m even more excited for you to see what I have in store for you. You are going to love it as much as I love you.”
“Wow this is a really nice place and it looks really expensive.” Mike sighed, a worried look on his face. “Baby did you want me to pay the bill or did you want to cover it?”
“I’ll pay it.” Eric declared. “You paid it last time. Besides I’ve been saving some money so I can afford to wine and dine my handsome husband.”
“But babe this food is a little pricey.” Mike protested. “Did you see the menu, they have some Marinated Olives on here that cost more than a month’s worth of school lunch money! That’s crazy!”
“Baby relax we didn’t order any marinated olives or whatever the hell it’s called we ordered the Bruschetta. And it’s pretty reasonably priced.”
“That’s a huge understatement.” Mike laughed. Soon the two were both laughing as the waiter brought their orders to them.
“Bon appetite!” the waiter exclaimed before leaving the two lovers to eat their meal.
Oh I almost forgot I was in Wyndemere’s the other day looking for the perfect gift to get you when I went to the Accessories department and I found it this amazing little…..Oh why don’t you just open and see for yourself.” Mike smiled, handing Eric a box wrapped in a satin Wyndemere’s gift box.
Eric opened it up to find a very nice looking silver and blue Hugo Boss men’s watch that cost a few hundred dollars.
“Awww.” Eric smiled as he leaned over to kiss Mike on the cheek. “I’m going to put it on right away and whenever I look at it I’m going to think of you. I love you so much.”
“What about your surprise?” Mike added. “Didn’t you have something to tell me?”
“Yes……and I’m not going to brag here but you are going to love it. And it’s going to be a gift for not just you but me as well.”
“Well don’t keep me in suspense.” Mike pleaded. “I want to know what it is. Please tell me before our food gets cold.”
“The other day I went over to Chandler and I was talking to one of the guys in the legal office and I had them draw up some paperwork for us.”
“What kind of paperwork?” Mike added.
“Take a look for yourself.”
Mike looked over the paperwork Eric handed him and then he looked back up at Eric and smiled. “You want to adopt Johnny.”
“Well yeah,” Eric smiled. “I know I always say that Johnny is like a son to me. But that is because I truly feel it. I love him just like I love you. Johnny is my son and I want to make it official. I want to be one of his fathers if you will have me.”
“Of course.” Mike smiled. “But were going to have to Charlotte’s approval she is Johnny’s mother after all. In the meanwhile let me show my gratitude. I love you. I love you. I love you.” We kissed a couple of times on the lips.
“I love you too baby!” I kissed him back.
Just like all over the world people all over Harmony were celebrating Valentine’s Day with the presenting of sweet smelling flowers, delicious confectionery, expensive jewellery, and of course witty greeting cards. Mike and Eric had a candlelit dinner at a fancy restaurant where Eric proved his love in a big way. Kayla dressed up like a princess as she and Kevin went for a drive in a horse drawn carriage. While Jake still grieving the loss of Brett sucked some handsome guy’s cock in a bathroom stall. Oh how I love the holidays. Especially Valentine’s Day.
As people all over Harmony were celebrating the day of love with their loved ones and the people that meant the most to them other people were not spending the day being merry, showing love to others, and doing good deeds. These people were spending the day doing quite the opposite…..Bad deeds, very bad deeds indeed.
Sometime after the sun had begun to set two men fought in the park one was able to walk away but the other was not so lucky. He was beaten pretty badly…..so badly that he was unable to walk away from that park on his own two feet. Luckily for the poor young man a passer-by happened to stumble across his body and called the police immediately.
“There’s something over here Rodriguez.” An officer yelled at his fellow officer. “I think I found the body. It’s a boy… and judging by the looks of it I would say this was personal attack. His attacker beat him pretty bad. He’s covered in blood.”
“Oh my god!” Officer Rodriguez cried. “You don’t think this attack could have something to with the Text-message killer.”
“I don’t think so…..this is a beating, a very brutal beating but beatings are not the text-message killer’s Mo. He has a fondness for strangulation. This had to have been a different guy.”
“But TM’s last victims weren’t strangled?” Rodriguez pointed out.
“Yeah I know but that is only because he didn’t have time to do it.” The other officer replied. “I don’t know if you already know but that girl…..Brandi…what’s her name? Woke up this evening.”
“Why didn’t we go and see her?”
“I thought it we would be best if she gets some rest before she has a million questions from everyone and their mother. Plus if the killer really wants her dead he might slip up trying to finish the job.”
“Wait I think there’s wallet.”
“Look inside, see if we can get an ID on this guy.” Rodriguez cried.
“It’s a Bryce Ashton…….and he looks like he’s in his early twenties.”
“Wow he’s a cutie.” Rodriguez cried. “Makes me feel kind of bad that someone hit his pretty face. Let’s get him to the hospital. He’s still breathing.”
STAY TUNED…AND HAPPY VALENTINE’s DAY……. LOVE IS LOVE……………………………………..
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