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It's Wednesday!!
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That's right, it's update time!!! lol
Yeah sorry I'm a dork. I hope you like this new part, it took a while to write since i had 3 weeks to do absolutely nothing. SO here it comes.
Thanks for all the feedback and thoughts.






Part 11

Max took a deep breath before exiting Kyle’s car.
“Max the school isn’t going anywhere. Get out.” Kyle laughed. They were parked in front of the community college. “You got your books right?”
“Yes.”
“And money?”
“Yes. Mom.” Max cracked a smile.
“What did I tell you about that?” Kyle frowned despite his humor. “Now get out of my damn car before I kick your ass out.”

Max laughed and exited the car.
“Do you need me to pick you up?” Kyle asked.
“Nah, it’s ok. Thanks anyways.” Max smiled and waved him off.

~*~

Alex ran down the block towards the community college. He didn’t want to be late today. He was doing better now. He wasn’t up all night being depressed as much now. His job and school kept him pretty busy. That and trying to spend as less time in his apartment as he could.

He didn’t want to run into Cowboy Jim anytime soon.

So he ran up the steps, past all the new students and made it to his first class.

~*~

Max scanned the halls looking for any trace of Alex. He sighed and went into his first class. Computers were scattered all throughout the room and Max managed to find an empty one near the back. An older man walked into the room and the students sat up straight.

“Hello everyone, I’m Professor Watkins, this is intro to computing. I’m having my TA pass out the class syllabus for the quarter.” He announced. Max looked over as a younger man walked in carrying a box. It was Alex. Max gasped and the students around him looked at him.
Alex began to pass everyone their syllabus and when he reached the back row he froze. Max was staring back at him with a mixture of surprise and hurt in his eyes. He passed the row their papers and nodded at Max.

“Ok this is the first day and the majority of labs do not start till next week, so let’s just call it a day shall we? See you all next time.” The professor says and quickly exits the room.

The rest of the students get up and left soon after, but Max couldn’t seem to leave his seat. Alex also remained behind leaning on the front table, looking at anything but over at Max.
Max finally gets up his nerves and gets up, heading straight to Alex.
“Where have you been?” He asks angrily, and hurt. “I call, leave messages, and nothing. Absolutely nothing from you. Do you know I haven’t been able to sleep well since that night? I was so fucking worried about you, and you don’t even care.”

“Look I really rather not talk about it here ok. If they knew we had a relationship here I’d be kicked out.” Alex said.
“Oh well sorry. I haven’t seen my boyfriend in weeks, I’m a nervous wreck, and now I can’t make a scene because you might get in trouble.”
“Look, I’m really sorry ok, what more do you want from me?” Alex said, now starting to get angry.
“I want to know what happened? Why you haven’t called or taken my calls?” Max said.

Alex slumped his shoulders and took a deep breath. He looked up at Max, seeing the hurt and anger combined into one glare. He felt bad, yes, and felt stupid for not calling Max, but he couldn’t do it.
“I’m sorry.” Alex said and took a shivering breath. “I just…I couldn’t be with you, not then. And now, I feel horrible.” Alex leaned forward and rested his forehead on Max’s chest, letting the tears flow freely. Max took him closer and cupped the back of the shorter boy’s head.
“What happened?” Max whispered against his ear.
“Can we go back to your place, please?” Alex said. Max nodded and led him out of the room.

*
Max led Alex into the living room and watched as he collapsed onto the sofa. He’d never seen anyone break down how Alex was now doing. Alex gasped for breath in between sobs.
“Alex, what happened to you?” Max asked as he sat down beside him. Alex continued to cry into the cushions. “Alex, please, tell me.”

Alex turned and fell into Max’s lap, crying helplessly against Max’s legs.
“I’m sorry, so sorry. I missed you so much. I did, I do. I never meant to hurt you Max, never would hurt you. I’m sorry.” Alex cried.
“Oh Alex,” Max held him closer, “I’m just glad you’re back.”

~

Michael ran his hands through his hair for about the twentieth time as he waited, hoping that Alex would arrive soon. Cowboy Jim was due to be there in fifteen minutes and Alex was no where to be found. Michael bit his nails down to nubs, he had no idea where Alex was or what he was doing. He hadn’t been coming home on a regular basis, he would leave the house wearing nice clothes.

The knock on the door made Michael stumble. He was crashing and his nerves were on edge.
“Hello son, who are you on this grand evening?” Cowboy Jim said.
“Uh, hey Cowboy Jim,” Michael said. He wiped his hands on his jeans and motioned to the older man to sit.
“Where is that Alex?” Cowboy Jim asked as he sat down. “I haven’t heard from him. Is he alright?”

Michael and wiped his forehead with the back of his hand. His throat burned from its dryness, and his hands shook as he placed them back on his lap. He needed another fix, fast.
“Are you ok son? You don’t look too good.”
“Yes sir, I’m fine.” Michael tried to smile. “Uh, here’s the cash I brought in.” He fished in his jeans and dropped his earnings onto the small coffee table.

Cowboy Jim looked down at the money then back up at Michael.
“Well son, this looks like a poor amount.” He shook his head. “Where is Alex?”
“I…I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?”
“No sir. He hasn’t been around lately.” Michael ducked his head.
“Is that so?” Cowboy Jim sighed. “You have him contact me as soon as you hear from him Mickey. And here…” He pulled out a folded piece of paper and handed it to Michael.
“A job sir?” Michael asked as he picked up the paper.
“You can say that. I’ll be seeing you again. Have a nice day, son.” He tipped his hat and left.

Michael looked down at the writing on the paper and sighed. He didn’t like the look of it one bit.
He needed to find Alex.

TBC...

Hey guys
Sorry for taking so long to update. I've been having midterms and tons upon tons of reading, UGH!!
But i've written some more and just had to come update.
And hey, it is Wednesday! lol
SO sorry again for the wait
here we go...




Part 12

Alex snuggled into Max’s arms as they laid on the bed. Max insisted he lay down because he looked so exhausted. So now they both were just in Max’s bed listening to some CDs Max had put on. Alex tried to let the songs soothe his soul, but they were nothing compared to how Max soothed him. His head laid on Max’s chest listening to the heartbeat beneath all the chiseled muscles.

Max’s hand absently rubbed Alex’s back. He would feel Alex’s arms tighten every once in a while, as if he were trying to keep him from going anywhere. But he wasn’t going to go anywhere.
Then, Alex was kissing his neck. It was a whisper of a caress, but it sent a blast of heat through Max’s body.

“I’ve missed you so much,” Alex said against Max’s neck as he continued to kiss him. Alex shifted so his entire body now laid on Max’s, and his arms ran alongside Max’s ribs.
Max moaned into Alex’s mouth as he ground his hips down.
“I’ve missed you too,” Max crooned and held fast to Alex’s waist.

~*~

Michael looked down at the paper in his hand and looked back up at the building. He scratched his head in confusion and looked back down at the address again. Cowboy Jim always sent him to scummy neighborhoods, but this place looked pretty decent. Michael stepped up to the intercom and punched in the code that was written on the paper. After a minute a voice came through the speakers.
“Who is this?”
“Uh, this is Michael, I…”
“Yes, yes, I know who you are. Come on up.” The man stopped and buzzed him in.

Michael climbed the stairs and walked down the hall to the correct apartment. He looked down at his old sneakers and clothes, and suddenly felt really self conscious. He’d never been in such a nice looking place. He wondered why he was really there.
“Come on in Michael. Make yourself comfortable.” The older man let him in.

Michael looked around and inspected the living area. Everything looked clean cut. Why would a man who lived in a nice place like this and dress nice want his services, Michael thought to himself.
He sat down on the white leather sofa and rubbed his suddenly sweating palms on his jeans.
“Just relax my boy. I promise this will be a night you and I won’t soon forget.” The man winked and sat down next to Michael. Michael could do nothing but look into his green eyes.

~*~

Max’s back arched off the bed as he felt Alex’s hot mouth descend on his hard member. Alex’s hands held his and entwined their fingers as he took Max into his mouth. Alex did not think about his past profession then, he did not recount the many times he did this exact thing to men who paid him, at that moment he could only think about Max.

Max gasped at the new sensations assaulting him. He’d never felt anything quite like what he was experiencing now. The warmth and wetness of Alex’s mouth caught him off guard. Things had started off with Alex rolling on top of him, just kissing. Then, Alex’s hands were in his shirt, feeling his chest and teasing his nipples. Then, his hands worked down into Max’s pants feeling the bulge in his jeans, and slowly unbuttoned them.

Now, Max was laying naked, withering as Alex swallowed him whole. Max could not keep back his moans and could hear himself echoing off the walls.
Alex smiled as he heard Max’s moaning and sucked harder.
“Ah, Alex!” Max sat up and let go inside Alex’s mouth. He pulled Alex up and crushed him to him. “Oh god, that was fucking amazing.”
“I try,” Alex grinned and kissed him.

~

“Hey Max! You want pizza or Chinese?” Kyle called out as he came into the home, carrying a yoga mat and a bag full of snacks. “I got the munchies! Hey are you here or not?” Kyle yelled out from the kitchen. “If you don’t answer I’m just gonna order some pizza with tofu.”

“No!” He heard Max yell out from his room and laughed.
“Well what do you want then?”
“Hang on a sec!”

Kyle snorted as he heard commotion coming from Max’s room. He could also swear he heard another voice in there with him. As he was putting the chips and drinks out on the table, Max came out into the living room, shirtless, jeans resting on his hips and the top button of his fly undone.
“I want pepperoni.” Max said as he scratched his chest.
“And what does Alex want?” Kyle asked, smiling at the shocked expression on Max’s face. “I could hear him talking.” Kyle grinned. “Hey Alex, what would you like on your pizza?”

“Uh, mushrooms are good.” Alex said as he joined them in the living room, wearing his jeans and one of Max’s shirts. “But I’ll eat anything right now.”
“So, pepperoni and mushrooms? Ok.” Kyle shrugged and called the pizza place.

“Thanks for letting me stay over.” Alex said as he wrapped his arms around Max’s waist.
“No problem.” Max leaned over and kissed him.
“It’ll be here like in forty minutes.” Kyle announced as he hung up the phone. “So, Alex, how are you man? Haven’t seen you here in a while.”
“Oh, well…there’s been a lot going on.” Alex said.

Max eyed Kyle, silently pleading to him to leave Alex alone.
“Did you rent any movies?” Max asked, changing the subject.
“No, didn’t have enough time.” Kyle said. Just then Max’s phone began to ring.
“Hello?”
“Yes, this is Saint Mary’s Hospital. We’re calling on behalf of a patient that was brought in earlier.” The woman said on the other line.
“Oh, god who is it?

tbc...

Oops a day late, but not my fault. I had a midterm today and I had to spend all of yesterday studying. Ah college is a bitch! lol jk....
Ok well I see some of who have already made guesses as to what will happen next, let's see who's right...




Part 13

Alex bit his nails down to nubs as he, Max and Kyle sat in the hospital’s waiting room.
“You may go in and see the patient now.” A nurse came out and told them.

They followed her down the corridors and stopped right outside of the room. Alex looked up at Max and nodded, entering the room first.
It was cold, and the place reeked of sickness and sterile instruments. The beige walls reflected nothing but boredom, as the white tiled floor shone through coated wax.

Alex walked in to the end of the room, past the snoring older woman and on to the last bed.
“Hey.” The hoarse voice from the bed spoke and tears streaked down his face.
“What happened?” Alex sat down next to the bed.
“I’m not sure. I can’t really remember a lot of what went down. I walked into this guy’s place and…” Michael stopped talking as soon as Max and Kyle came into view. “Oh, you brought company.”
“Michael this is Max and Kyle. Guys, this is my roommate Michael.” Alex introduced them.
Max nodded and Kyle simply frowned. He recognized Michael the minute he set eyes on him.

“How did you get Max’s number?” Alex asked him.
“I looked through your shit, man. You’re hardly ever home and I was getting worried. I found a phone number in one of your drawers and kept it. Good thing I did huh?” He tried to smile, but his lip was cracked and caked with dried blood.
“Did he put you up to this?” Alex asked him. Michael understood.
“Well yeah man, you know how it is. I had to do something to pay him off.”

“Max, I think we should leave them alone right now. We’ll just be outside.” Kyle said as he took Max’s arm and lead him out of the room.
Michael just watched them leave.
“So Max huh?” Michael grinned. “He’s hot. Good for you.”
“Michael…”
“No, hey it’s cool. I figured you wouldn’t stick around long. So that’s where you been?”

Alex nodded and sighed.
“What did Cowboy Jim do to you?” Alex took his hand.
“It wasn’t him. It was this guy he sent me to. It was weird too man, the guy lived in this nice place and he looked like a successful guy too.”
“So what happened?”

After the man sat down next to Michael he put his hand on Michael’s thigh.
“Uh so, what is it you want man? A blowjob, hand job?” Michael asked nervously. The man laughed quietly.
“None of the above actually.” He shook his head. “I have something else in mind.”

Michael spit out the blood that accumulated in his mouth after the unexpected blow from the older man. He looked up and could see the sinister smile cross the man’s face. Green eyes blazing, nostrils flaring.
“Get up you filthy slut!”

Michael rolled away from the incoming kick, but hit his head against the metal post of the bed.
“I said get up.” The older man reached down and pulled Michael up by the hair. “What you don’t like it rough, you whore?” The man spit in his face.
“And then I wake up here with a sore ass, busted ribs, a nasty gash on my head and a busted lip.” Michael said.
“All of that just because I wasn’t there?” Alex asked, dumbfounded.
“Well he usually got double the cash, now it’s just me bringing it in.” Michael shrugged.
“I’m sorry man, I didn’t know this would happen.”
“Hey it’s not your fault, right. You got yourself a better life now.” Michael looked away and sighed.

~*~

“So that’s just his roommate?” Kyle asked as they sat in the waiting room.
“Well, he did mention once that he had a roommate, but never really talked about him.” Max said.
Kyle nodded and looked back up at the small TV screen in the lobby. He wanted to tell Max about Alex’s roommate; about that night outside the restaurant.
“What is it?” Max asked.
“What?”
“You’re doing that thing you do when you want to say something.” Max said and looked pointedly at Kyle’s bouncing leg. Kyle blushed and stopped his leg.

“So? What is it?”
“Nothing.” Kyle lied and focused his attention back at the TV.

~*~

Back in Max and Kyle’s apartment, Alex and Max laid again in the bed.
“So, is your roommate going to be ok?” Max asked, absently tracing circles on Alex’s back.
“He’s going to be ok I guess.”

Alex sighed and buried his head deeper into Max’s neck. He’d noticed ever since they’d gotten back from the hospital, that Max was distracted.
“Can he contact any family? I mean, why would he go through all that to contact you?”
“He has no family that I know of. Never really talked about any. I’m the only person he knows.” Alex answered, feeling a pang of guilt. He was the only thing close to family that Michael knew and he’d left him to deal with Cowboy Jim all by himself.

“Oh,” was Max’s response, and Alex didn’t fail to notice the curiosity behind it.
“Can I stay here again?” Alex asked, breaking the silence.

Max turned and looked into Alex’s eyes. His silence made Alex think he would say no, but then he smiled and kissed him.
“You never have to ask me that. I’d love for you to stay.”
“Thanks.”
“You don’t understand,” Max smiled. “I’d love for you to stay, here, with me.” He pulled Alex over until he sat on his lap. “Stay here Alex. Move in.”

It took Alex a minute to register what Max had said. Then he crushed his lips to his.
“You really want me to move in with you?”
“Well, I did think it would take some more time before I asked you, but now I want you to stay here. I want you to be safe, here, with me.” Max said, thinking about the condition of Alex’s roommate. And it seemed Alex knew who it was that put him in that condition. He wanted to keep Alex far away from that.

“Oh, well…” Alex paused, “Yes! I’d love to live here with you.” Alex shouted with joy. He planted kisses all over Max’s face like a little puppy would. He would finally be out of that wretched hellhole.
And he’d be living with Max.
Life as he knew it, was getting better and better.

TBC...
you know what they say.
As soon as someone realizes their life is good.....I'll just leave the rest up to you.

Hey all, once again I'm late on my own deadline. Damn midterms!! I just had one today so i had to spend all of yesterday studying. I'm serious people, those of you still in High School, have a big reality check coming to you lol.
Well enough about me, let's bring on what you all came here for...






Part 14

Michael channel surfed on the small television in his hospital room. He kept raising the volume, trying to drown out the sounds of coughing coming from the man in the next bed. They’d brought him in four hours ago, and he hadn’t stopped coughing since then.
He finally just settled on a rerun of I Love Lucy.

“Good day my boy.” Michael gasped as Cowboy Jim appeared at his bed side. He took off his hat and smiled kindly. “How are you, son?”
“Uh, I’m feeling better now.” Michael fidgeted. “How, how did you get in?”
“Oh, I told them you were my son.” Jim smiled. “When will you be able to get out of here?” He asked.

“They said I could leave tomorrow.” Michael answered.
“That’s good, son. Good.” Jim said and sat down in the seat next to the bed. He crossed his legs and set his hat on his left knee. “You think you going to be feeling better by Friday?”

Michael sighed and slumped into the mattress. Cowboy Jim was going to ask him to do another job.
“I, I don’t know, sir.” He sighed.
“Well, you’re a strong young man, I’m pretty sure you’ll be up and about in no time.” Jim reached over and laid his hand on Michael’s right knee. “You bounce back quick.” He continued, his hand moving higher slowly. “Why, I remember a few months back, you got mugged right?” He tilted his head as he spoke. “You were beat far worse than this, and you were back out there in less than a week.” He smiled, his hand now resting next to Michael’s groin.

“Yes sir, I remember.” Michael said nervously. His whole body tensed as Cowboy Jim’s fingers grazed over his penis, only covered by the thin sheet and equally thin hospital gown.
“Well there you go.” Jim said and began to stroke him through the material. “You should be all fixed up by Friday.” He said looking right into Michael’s eyes. He lightly squeezed Michael then let him go and stood up, leaving Michael slightly aroused.
“Yes sir.” Michael nodded, and watched Jim tip his hat and leave the room.
That was the first in the longest time, that Michael felt ashamed.

~*~

Later that same day, Michael looked up at see Alex walk in carrying a small stuffed animal.
“Hey.” Michael said.
“Hey, how you feeling?” Alex asked as he walked in and handed Michael the plush dog.
“Better, I guess. What are you doing here? Should you be at work, or with Max?”

Alex winced at the slight anger in Michael’s voice.
“It’s my day off today.”
“You moving in with him aren’t you?” Michael asked.

Alex just nodded and looked up at the television screen.
“He asked me to move in with him last night, Mike. You don’t how it is with him. I’ve never felt so good to be with someone. And, it’s like…he loves me man.” Alex grinned.
“That’s good man. You deserve nothing less.” Michael tried to smile, but it fell short.
“What’s wrong?”

“Cowboy Jim was here earlier. He asked if I’d be up to do something this Friday.”
“Are you fucking kidding me? Didn’t he see you? You’re in no shape to be going out.” Alex said. “You should get out of this, man. Stop now and just do something else.”
“I can’t Alex!” Michael yelled. “I’m not like you. I don’t have another job to go to. I don’t have a guy that wants me to move in with him. No one loves me Alex. This is the life I’m stuck with.” He balled his hands into fists and punched the mattress.

Alex was taken back by Michael’s outburst. He sat back as Michael tried to fight the tears back. “I think you should leave Alex.” Michael said quietly. “Just leave, don’t come back. You got a second chance, don’t mess with it by sticking around me. I’ll be fine. You know me, nothing keeps me down long. Now get out of here before I bust your face in.”

~*~

Alex packed up what little possessions he had in the small apartment and walked out to Kyle’s car.
“That’s all?” Max asked as Alex came out with just one box.
“That’s all that matters. Michael can keep the rest.” Alex shrugged and tossed the box into the trunk.

“Well you’re certainly making this easy. I was expecting a whole day of moving.” Max grinned and climbed into the driver’s side.
“Well, what can I say? I’m just an easy kind of guy.” Alex said laughingly.

~

“So this is great.” Liz beamed as she laid across Max and Alex’s laps on the sofa. “It’s so good to see you again Alex.” She said and leaned in to kiss him on the cheek.
“It’s good to see you too Liz.” Alex blushed.
“Awe he’s just so cute.” Liz said and pinched his cheek.

~

After a couple more hours of just sitting around and watching TV, Liz jumped out of their laps and reached for her bag.
“I brought something I thought we all might enjoy.” She grinned deviously and pulled out a tape.

“What is it?” Max asked as Alex settled into his arms.
“Well its title is “Pool Boy Fantasies.” She said.
“You actually rented porn?” Max asked shocked.
“Yep, and not only that, it’s gay porn!” She squeaked.

“You really want to watch that?” Alex asked.
“Yup.” Liz nodded vigorously.
“Ok, pop it in.”

tbc...
next part will have a serious smuttilishis scene. Just a little incentive to keep reading lol

woo hoo, for once i'm on time!!!
It's Wednesday and here i am!!!
OK as I promised, here we go...




Part 15
Max looked down at his pants and tried his best to control his breathing. The porn Liz had brought was nothing like the ones Kyle would bring home. This was hardcore, explicit, sweaty, rough, man-on-man porn. His pants became increasingly uncomfortable, and his palms were soaking his pants were he kept wiping them. He was afraid to look over at Alex. He could hear Alex practically panted next to him, and he knew he wouldn’t be able to look. Then he chanced a look at Liz, worried she would be disgusted or even maybe a little afraid by what was happening on the screen. Hell he was even shocked by some of the things the men were doing.

But when Max looked over at Liz he was more shocked. Liz was blushing all over, sure, but she was also breathing heavily, and rubbing her legs together, crossing them and uncrossing them continuously. He took another swig of his beer and gulped audibly.

Alex looked down at his own lap already knowing what he’d find. Yep he was hard, and judging by the same appearance on Max’s lap, so was he. His vision was already blurring from the 5 beers he’d already had. He’d never seen such a graphic video. But man was it ever hot. Hearing Max almost moan throughout the video was making it harder for him not to just turn and jump on him. But Liz was there. But as he looked over at her now, he really didn’t think she’d mind if he did just that.

Liz wiped her hands on her shirt for the tenth time now. The bottom of her tee was now soaked with her sweat, not to mention other parts of her that were currently soaked too. She closed her eyes now, bringing the beer bottle up to her lips and taking a deep drink, spilling some down her chin. Maybe renting out that video was not such a good idea she thought. But when she opened her eyes and looked over and Max and Alex on the couch, she thought maybe it was a good idea.

Finally the screen turned blue and the tape began to rewind itself. The three sighed in relief as well as frustration.
“Well, you certainly picked an interesting one Liz.” Max said, as he tried to regain his breath.
“Well, the guy at the store said I’d enjoy it.” She said, and giggled nervously.
“Well, I’m certainly not complaining.” Alex said.

“I can see that.” Liz joked as she stared openly at his crotch. Alex looked down and tried to conceal himself. “Hey, no worries, we’re all friends right.” Liz said, and Alex nodded.
“I really need to pay the bathroom a conjugal visit.” Max laughed.
“Um,” Liz hesitated, and wiped her hands again. “Uh, maybe you could, well, here, if you wanted. With Alex, you two could, here, and well, I’ll just, uh, see, here, uh, what?”

Max and Alex looked at each other trying to make sense of what Liz had said. Alex was the first to snap his head back to Liz, in surprise.
“You want to, uh, watch, here, us?” He asked. Liz nodded and ducked her head.
“Ok, can one of you speak in sentences so I can understand what you two are saying?” Max asked.
Alex leaned in and whispered it into his ear. Max gasped and looked back over at Liz, who was now trying to hide behind a cushion.
“You want to watch me and Alex get off?”

“Maybe it’s just the beer, or maybe the video, or both, but well, I’m sitting here extremely turned on, and well I have no one to go home to and relieve this. And well, we’re all friends right? Well, we could like help each other. Plus I’d really like to see tow hot guys get in on right in front of me.” Liz said.

Max closed his eyes and shook his head, but when he opened them again, he was still in the living room, only illuminated by the blue glow of the TV screen, Alex was still sitting right beside him, and Liz was still looking right back at him. He wasn’t dreaming, maybe a little drunk, but this was certainly happening. His sweet friend Liz, the one he’d known since junior high when they both tried out for Romeo and Juliet. They were together for a few months before Max brokenly confessed to her that he was gay. But she stuck around and became his best friend and confidant. And now here she was, completely aroused and asking him to “get it on” with Alex in front of her.

“Do you really want to see this?” Max asked, already reaching over and taking Alex’s hand.
“Yes.” She nodded and sat Indian style as she hugged the cushion she used as a shield.
“She’s really serious about this isn’t she?” Max asked as he turned to face Alex.
“I believe she is.” Alex said. “So come here, and let’s give her a show to remember.” And at that, Alex moved Max over on his lap and pulled him down.

~*~

Kyle stood under the shower at the gym after his yoga class. Today was a hard day. There were a lot of new members in the gym and he had to go through all the positions with all of them. His back and calves were killing him, and he let the hot water relax his tight muscles.

He couldn’t stop thinking about Alex’s roommate. He knew it was the same guy that approached him outside the restaurant that night. He’d been wanting to tell Max about it, but he could never bring the words to his mouth. What did he know anyway? Just because Alex lived with him didn’t necessarily mean anything. But he saw the look in Michael’s eyes the moment they saw Alex enter the emergency room. There was more there than just two guys who happened to live in the same apartment. Michael was relieved to see Alex, he seemed like he felt better seeing him.

He switched off the water and shook the water out of his hair. Taking his towel from the hook he wrapped it around his waist and turned around to the lockers.
“That really is a shame.” He heard from behind him and turned around to find an older man looking at him.
“Excuse me?”
“I said it really is a shame.” The man repeated and got closer.
“What is?” Kyle asked, heading toward his locker.
“Covering that gorgeous body, son. Such beauty should not be kept from the eyes of admirers.”

Kyle reached his locker and looked back at the man. He was wearing Levi’s and a plaid button down shirt, with brown cowboy boots.
“I really don’t think you should be doing that in a locker room, sir. It really isn’t appropriate.” Kyle opened his locker, retrieved his shirt and pulled it on.
“I’m sorry. Please don’t take my admiration to any offense. I only meant to compliment you on your obvious keep up. Please forgive me.” He took a step forward and reached into his pocket taking out a small card. “Here, please take this. I manage young men as yourself in business.”

Kyle reached for the card and looked at the name.
“Well, thank you, but I already have a job.”
“All good and well, still please keep it. If ever you need anything, feel free to call that number day. Good day.” The man bowed his head humbly and walked away.

Kyle shook his head and frowned. That was certainly a weird meeting, he thought. He took another look at the card and threw it into his pack, and continued to dress.

~*~

Alex practically tore off Max’s shirt as they kissed savagely. Max straddled his lap, grinding down into his groin, making delicious friction spark between them. If he didn’t take off his pants soon he would surely get severely chafed.

Alex reached down between he and Max and worked at their zippers together, frantic to get both of them out of their jeans. Max grinned and helped him along in the process.
“You tease.” Alex hissed as Max raked a finger over his fabric covered erection.
“You love it.” Max groaned and captured his lips in another searing kiss.

Liz moaned from her seat across from them on the recliner. She had already discarded her khaki shorts and writhed beneath a small blanket. Try as she might, even if she wanted to, she couldn’t keep her eyes off the two men on the sofa. Her head was slightly spinning but she didn’t care. She was openly panting now, as she inched her hand down her stomach to her most private area. Sure, she’d done it before, but never in someone else’s house while they were almost having sex right in front of her. So as she reached down and slid one digit within her slick folds, she almost cried out then and there.

Max shifted them so Alex laid on his back and he was over him. He pulled off Alex’s shirt and threw it to the carpeted floor, then reached down and pulled off jeans, boxers and all. He pulled off his own and laid back down over Alex.
“God, you’re beautiful.” Alex said in awe.
“Don’t get sappy on me now. This isn’t about gentleness, this is pure and animalistic.” Max said and leaned down to capture one of Alex’s nipples between his teeth.

Alex hissed in pain and pleasure and dug his fingers into Max’s shoulders. He brought his right leg up and hooked it to Max’s hip, bringing himself up to fully press against him. He looked over Max’s shoulder at Liz and saw her in almost the same rapture he was in. He grinned at her and bit into Max’s left shoulder.

Max stopped lapping at Alex’s chest as he felt him bite him. He looked up at Alex face and saw him smirking.
“Oh you think that was funny?”
“Hey, you bit me first.”
“Ok.” Max nodded and leaned back down taking Alex’s other nipple into his mouth.

“Guys…ah, less talking…more, that.” Liz said from her position on the recliner. Both men looked over at her. “What? Talking, no matter how sexy, is killing the mood.” She laughed.
“No fair that you get a free show and we don’t” Alex said.
“What do you mean?”
“The blanket? Come on Liz.” Max said and grinned.
“Fine.” She said and kicked the blanket off, revealing a black lace thong.

The men looked at each other then back at Liz and nodded in approval before going back in for frantic kisses.
“Max, as much as I love this foreplay, I’d really like you to fuck me right about now.” Alex growled.
“Really?” Max halted and looked down at him.
“Really.”
“You really want me to?”
“Yes Max! Take me, now!”
“Oh, for god’s sake, fuck him Maxwell!” Liz yelled.

Both Max and Alex laughed at Liz’s outburst.
“Well you heard the lady, fuck me.” Alex said.
“I have to get the lube, it’s in the bathroom.” Max said and was about to get up when Liz stopped him.
“Don’t you dare get up, I’ll get it.” She said and ran past them to the bathroom.
“Anxious isn’t she?” Alex laughed.

Liz ran back into the living room and gave the small tube to Max before returning to her seat. Max winked at her and opened the tube, smearing a generous amount into his palm. Without having to ask, Alex raised his right leg over Max’s shoulder and nodded that he was ready. Max applied the slippery substance onto his ready member and onto Alex’s puckered entrance.
“Ok.” Max said and slowly pushed his way in.
“Ah Max, faster.” Alex moaned as Max moved within him slowly. Max nodded and began to increased his pace, running his hand over Alex leg that was over his shoulder.
“Never…felt…this….good!” Max panted.
“Never!” Alex moaned.

Liz matched her thrusts with Max’s as she watched the two join in such an intense fashion. This was nothing like watching it on a video, this was real, raw, and so damn hot.

“Harder Max!” Alex groaned and clung to Max as if he were trying to climb inside.
“So, tight, god!” Max yelled and pounded into Alex, cumming soon after. He shuddered against Alex and reached down stroking Alex to completion. Alex yelled out his name as he shot out on Max’s stomach.

They both looked over as Liz moaned loudly and slumped down into the recliner’s cushions.
“Wow.” She panted and smiled over at them.
“Definitely.” Alex agreed and pulled Max down for a kiss.
“That was amazing. Thank you.” Max said against his lips.”
“Thank you.” Alex said.
“Thank you both!” Liz said and they all burst out laughing.

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Well a day late once more, I apologize. I know by now my apologies probably don't mean much any more, lol. But I am sorry. Itry to keep my own deadlines, but I can't seem to budget my time right. So here I go...hope you like it






Part 16

Kyle opened the door to the apartment and was immediately hit but an intense heat. He made himself walk the rest of the way in, and locked the door behind him. He put his pack down and looked around the room. Max and Alex were both laying on the sofa, clothed, and Liz was on the recliner, also clothed under a blanket. But something was off. The air felt heavy. Kyle was sensitive to changes and knew something big had happened in this very room. But he was too tired to wake the others up and question. He’d just have to ask them about it tomorrow.

He walked to his room, stripped and climbed into his bed. A few minutes later he could hear movement in the other room, and then heard the door to Max’s room close. His looked up when his door opened slowly.
“Liz?”
“Can I sleep here with you? The recliner is giving me a killer neck cramp.” Liz said as she approached his bed.
“Uh, I’m kinda naked under here.” He said.
“S’ok.” She shrugged and pulled off her own clothing.
“What are you doing?” Kyle asked in shock.
“Making it even. Now scoot.” She pushed him over and climbed into the covers. “Mmm, it’s warm. Can we cuddle?”
“What?”
“You know, cuddle, spoon. For body warmth. And plus I just really like to cuddle.” Liz said.
“You can’t really be serious.” Kyle said, still not believing Liz had actually taken off her clothes and climbed into his bed.
“Why not? Come on, we’re both friends. And I don’t have to worry about you getting touchy feely, cause well, you hit for the boy’s team. Now damn it Kyle, shut up and put your arms around me.” Liz said and took Kyle’s left arm wrapping it around her waist. “Now good night.” She yawned.
“Night.” Kyle said, still very confused to be cuddling with a naked woman.

~*~

Michael limped into his apartment and immediately felt the loss of Alex. The apartment looked more dirty, more desolate. He sighed and threw his coat onto the sofa. He walked into Alex’s room and noticed he’d left some things behind. He looked in the closet and found some articles of clothing that might fit him. He looked on the bed side table and saw some other objects he could use, some razors, and other toiletries.

Michael walked across to his room and laid down carefully on the bed. His ribs were still a but sore, but everything else felt better. It was Thursday, Cowboy Jim would be coming by tomorrow. He let out a long sigh and tried to think up ways to get himself out of the appointment. He thought about not being home that day, but Cowboy Jim would know what he was doing. He could just work tonight and hope that he got enough money to keep Jim at bay, but he knew he wouldn’t take it. So he would just wait it out. He was thinking about tracking down Alex, and possibly get some help, but he didn’t want to bother him anymore.

No, he would just take care of himself. Like he’s always done. He kicked off his sneakers and closed his eyes, hoping sleep would come and just deliver him from his current state. He dreamed of running off, maybe back home, but he knew he could never do that. His parents thought he had gone off to find a better job, if they knew what he really do it would kill them. He never really had a real job. He tried it once, but failed miserably. He just wasn’t cut out for the 9 to 5 deal. He liked just being home and catch up on some reading, or just thinking to himself.

He took a painful intake of breath as he attempted to roll on his side. That was the first time one of the Johns had ever gotten rough with him enough to send him to the hospital. If they tried anything with him, he usually brushed it off or kicked the shit out of them. But this time, he didn’t expect it, and he was distracted.

He sighed and rolled out of bed heading over to Alex’s now vacant room. He settled down on the old cotton sheets and closed his eyes once more.

~*~

Liz woke up later to find herself naked in bed with Kyle. She immediately sat up, clutching the sheets up to her chest. Her head throbbed and she had to fight back the urge to run to the bathroom and spew. She tried hard to remember what had happened last night that led her to Kyle’s bed, naked. She thought back and could vaguely recall talking to Kyle about cuddling, and disrobing. Ok, so nothing happened there. But still, something in the back of her mind was trying to make her blush.

Porn. Yes, she remembered renting a porno to watch with the guys. She remembered taking it out and asking to watch it. Watch. Oh god!
She covered her mouth to keep from gasping out loud. Yes, she was watching, that she remembered. She had actually asked to watch Alex and Max have sex. Yes, and they did to her surprise. And she watched, and they watched her touch herself. She had watched them fuck.

She smiled to herself and sat up straighter as she felt herself begin to get aroused all over again. She needed to shower. That was it. She gently took the sheet and wrapped it around herself. As she pulled away, Kyle turned over and laid on his back. She looked down and looked at his naked body on the blue sheets. Lucky bastards, she thought to herself and walked into the bathroom.

~*~

Meanwhile, in Max’s room, the couple were beginning to stir. Max was the first to open his eyes to the harsh sunlight that illuminated the room. He blinked and turned over trying to shield his eyes, when they met another pair of eyes.
Alex looked back at him with sleep heavy eyes.
“Hey.” Alex said, in a hoarse voice. “I feel like shit,” he groaned.
“Ah, me too.” Max mumbled. His throat was dry and his mouth tasted awful.

“We got drunk.” Alex said getting Max’s attention. “We watched some porno Liz brought over.”
Max nodded.
“We were drinking. And then she asked…” Max said.
“She wanted to see us fuck.” Alex groaned and turned on his back. “Ah, and we did.” he groaned and turned back to his side.
“Are you ok?” Max asked, concerned.
“Yeah, just a bit sore.” Alex smiled.

“I’m sorry.” Max said and leaned in to place a kiss on Alex’s shoulder.
“Hey, no apologies. I do remember that I enjoyed it.” Alex laughed.
“Agh, we didn’t wash up did we?” Max said and he felt the residue of their coupling on his stomach and legs.
“Yuck, no. If you don’t mind. I’m going to go wash up.” Alex said and got up from the bed.

Alex walked out after putting on his boxers and went to the bathroom. He heard the shower running and looked in Kyle’s room. He was still asleep. Must be Liz, he thought. He slowly turned the knob and walked in. He was immediately surrounded by steam and the sounds of Liz humming.
“Morning.” He said.
“Oh, good morning.” She said and peeked through the curtain to see who it was. “Hey Alex.” She smiled and blushed.
“Hi, uh you don’t mind if I wash up do you. I’m covered in dried goo.” He joked.
“Um, no problem, just cover your eyes.”
“Cover my eyes? Oh come on, you can’t possibly be shy.”
“I am, ok.” She said. “I’ll let you come in, but you can’t look. Keep your back turned.”

Alex laughed.
“How am I supposed to clean myself?”
“Just come in then.” She sighed and pulled the curtain aside to let him in. He peeled off his boxers and stepped in.
“I promise I won’t get aroused.” He joked as he stepped behind her.
“Oh stop.” She giggled and tossed a handful of lather at him.

~*~

Max pulled on his boxers and a tee shirt before getting out of his room. He could hear the shower going in the bathroom and walked in assuming it was Alex. When he stepped inside he could hear both Alex and Liz talking within the shower.
“Guys?” He called out.
“Hey Maxie, wanna join?” Liz laughed as she poked her head out.
“Yeah, it’s ever so fun.” Alex said and smiled over at Max.
“What are you guys doing?” Max asked as he sat on the edge of the toilet set.
“Killing two birds with one stone. She needed to wash up, and so did I. Come on in. Don’t worry, it’s nothing sexual.” Alex teased as he pulled Liz into his arms and kiss the back of her neck.

“Hey stop that, I came here to relax, not get all worked up.” Liz said and pushed Alex away.
“Now you two play nice or I’m going to have to go in there.” Max said jokingly.
“Oh, now that’s a thought.” Alex said with a grin.
“Fine, if that’s how you want it.” Max said and stood up removing his clothing, and stepping into the shower. “Move forward. I barely fit.” He laughed as the three of them struggled to fit.
“Hey watch it, I almost slipped.” Liz said.
“Ok, this isn’t working out like I thought.” Alex laughed.

“That’s because the shower is only for one person, or maybe even two. Three is pushing it.” The three if them froze as Kyle spoke. “What are the three of you doing in there anyways?” He asked.
The heads poked out of the shower, hair all lathered. He couldn’t help but smile.
“We’re getting cleaned up.” Max grinned.
“And you couldn’t do this separately because…”
“Well, this way we’re conserving water.” Alex said matter-of-factly.
“Yeah, we know how much you love the environment. We’re doing this for you really.” Liz said. There was a minute of silence before all four began to laugh.

“Ok, just don’t make a mess.” Kyle said and left.
“Yes, mom!” They all called out and burst out laughing.

~*~

Alex sat in his office, smiling to himself as he recalled the events of the past week. After their little adventure with Liz as director, the trio had pretty much spend all of their free time together. They would pick up Liz after her shift and go watch a movie, or going to the park. Whatever they did, they did together. He reached into his desk drawer and pulled out a strip of pictures they had taken in a photo booth. The first had the three of them, with Liz in the middle smiling, the second had them all sticking out their tongue, the third had them looking serious, and the last had Max and him kissing while Liz stuck out her tongue and had her finger in her mouth in mock gagging.

He laughed to himself and could hardly believe this was his life now. Not only a month ago, he was living in a run down apartment and prostituted himself out for a damn man in a cowboy hat.
No, he wouldn’t think about that now, not anymore. He had a better life now. One with a good job, great friends, and an even better boyfriend. He said that again to himself and smiled. Yes, he had a boyfriend, a fabulous one. Max was everything he ever wanted and more. He was so generous and let’s not forget, hot.

A knock on his door brought him back. They needed help upstairs with their system. He nodded and went right up.

~*~

Max filed all the cases they had given him. No he wasn’t handling cases, he just filed them away in their proper order. He kept replaying the week in his mind. He had never recalled having so much fun. He and Alex were doing great. For his first boyfriend, he was certainly getting along just fine. He couldn’t stop thinking that now he had someone he cared about truly to come him to every night. In two weeks it would be Alex’s birthday, and Max had something perfect planned.

“Max, could you come into my office please.” Mark Davis said.
“Uh, sure Mr. Davis.” Max said and put away the rest of the files.

They walked into the larger office and Mark offered Max a seat. The infamous Mr. Johnson and Mr. Smith walked in and also took seats. Max held his hands in his lap and waited nervously.
“Well Max, you’ve been doing a great job here, and we just all wanted to congratulate you on all your accomplishments.” Mark said and smiled kindly at Max. “And well, we’ve all talked about this and we decided that we’d like you to be our junior law intern. It’ll mean a wage increase, more responsibility, and you’ll be moved into my office. So what do you say Max? Are you interested?”

Max’s eyes opened wide and looked at the older men around him. He looked at Mr. Smith and took in his warm smile. Then he looked at the always quiet Mr. Johnson. He could read no emotion there.
“Well Max?” He heard Mark ask again.
“Oh, yes, of course, I would love to take the position.” Max said and stood up to shake their hands.
When he took Mr. Johnson’s hand he could feel the coldness of them. His grip was firm and Max had to pry his hands free. “Uh, thank you very much.” He said to the others.


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Part 17

“Honey I’m home,” Alex called out as he stepped into the apartment. Today had been a certainly eventful day. He kept being called to the thirteenth floor to fix the servers. Now he was exhausted and wanted only to snuggle up with his favorite man and watch some TV.
“He’s not home. Just me.” Kyle said as he stepped out of the bathroom. “He won’t be here till nine tonight.”
“Oh,” Alex sighed and plopped down on the sofa.

“Uh, actually, now’s a good time for us to have a chat.” Kyle said as he sat down on the recliner. Alex looked over at him and could see this was going to be something serious. Kyle sat, leaning toward him, hands clasped between his legs. It almost reminded of one of those father son talks on TV.
“Sure, what’s up?”

Kyle cleared his throat and tried to come up with a good opening line. He couldn’t just start with I know your friend’s a whore. No, he had to come up with something smoother. He had grown to know Alex very well. He was a good guy, and he considered him a great friend already. He didn’t want to upset him or cause anything that might make him leave, but he just had to talk to him.
“It’s about Michael.”
“What about him?” Alex asked.

“Well, I’ve kinda met him before.” Kyle said and let that sink in.
“What do you mean?” Alex said, now noticeably nervous.
“That night you were here with Max and I went out with some co-workers. He was outside the restaurant, and well he approached me.”

“Oh god.” Alex groaned and buried his face in his hands. “Oh, god, Kyle please don’t tell Max.” Alex said, tears in his eyes.
“I really don’t want to tell Max. I don’t see a need to, it’s none of my business. I just don’t want to see Max being hurt by anything. There’s nothing going on there with you and Michael is there?”

Alex was taken aback. He didn’t expect that question, and he wasn’t sure what Kyle meant. Was he asking if he worked with Michael, or was he asking if there were some kind of relationship.
“Me and Michael were never anything besides roommates.” Alex said, feeling the weight of the lie settle on his shoulders.
“Ok, that’s all I wanted to know. I trust you Alex, and I consider you more than just Max’s boyfriend, you’re a friend now.” Kyle smiled warmly and stood up. He took Alex’s hand and pulled him up into an embrace.
“Thanks.” Alex mumbled against Kyle’s chest.

~*~

Max rubbed his eyes, closing them against the glare of the computer screen. He looked down at his watch and saw that he still needed another hour before he got to go home. He had been in front of the computer for five hours now, trying to type up some files into the system.

He leaned back on his seat and let his mind wander. He would go home to Alex, the tow would enjoy a simple dinner, watch some TV and then head on to bed. He’d talked to Alex on his break and knew he was home by now. He could call him up now, but he knew he should really just try to finish the files.

After another ten minutes, Max stood up and walked to the end of the hall to the restroom. He was nearly there when a voice halted him.
“Yes, another one. I know, I break ‘em and it’s extra. Yes, I know what I did to the last one. You can’t possibly blame me though Jim. Yes I know. Ok. I’ll expect him at six pm this Sunday. Nice doing business with you too.” Max heard Mr. Johnson hang up the phone and quickly moved on as he heard the older man walking up to the door.

Max rushed into the bathroom and made it into one of the stalls. He wasn’t sure what Mr. Johnson was talking about, but just hearing that almost evil tone coming from the usually silent older partner, made his skin crawl. Max heard the bathroom door and the heavy steps of expensive shoes walk over the tiled floor. He knew Mr. Johnson had just walked in. He remained silent and watched from the gap under the stall’s door as the older man stopped before a urinal. Max remained still as the other finished, washed his hands, and walked toward the door. But then he stopped and turned toward the stalls. Max froze and waited, but Mr. Johnson simply paused and then left.

Max exited the stall and slowly walked to the sinks. He looked into the mirror and turned on the faucet. He cupped some water and splashed some on his heated face. He didn’t know why he was so nervous. It’s not like he was caught eavesdropping. He shook his head and took some paper towels to dry himself. When he walked out of the restroom and stood facing the dark Mr. Johnson.
“What were you doing?” He asked.
“Uh, just using the restroom sir.” Max said.

Mr. Johnson simply looked him up and down then turned and walked back into his office.
Max swallowed the knot in his throat and made his way over to his own office.

~*~

Alex sat on his and Max’s bed, trying to get a hold of his nerves. Kyle’s talk had him up the walls hoping Max didn’t know anything about it. How much did Kyle really know? What if they found out Alex’s part in it? Would they throw him out, would Max still love him? What if they thought he was disgusting? No, he couldn’t go threw that. He could almost hear his family whispering in his ears.
“You disgusting little pervert! How could you? With your own father? You liked it didn’t you? Get out of my house! Get out you little bastard. Get out!”

He closed his eyes against the images in front of him, but more waited behind his closed lids. Max spitting in his face, kicking him out, saying he could never love a whore.
No he couldn’t face that.

Alex took his jacket and quickly left the apartment. It was getting colder at nights, and he had to clutch at his jacket to keep it closed. He needed air, he needed to think, he needed to come up with something so Max wouldn’t find out his secret and leave him.
He didn’t know how far he walked, he just realized when he looked up and noticed he had walked all the way to his old apartment.

He didn’t know what exactly he was going to do once in there, but he walked up anyway.
“Alex?” Michael asked, and Alex didn’t fail to notice the look of slight panic that crossed Michael’s face. “What are you doing here? Get out of here, now.” Michael whispered harshly. Before Alex had a chance to ask what was wrong, he looked past Michael and instantly regretted ever showing up.
“Alex, son, how are you? I haven’t seen you in such a long time. Where have you been?” Cowboy Jim stepped forward.

Alex looked at Michael and could see the regret in his eyes.
“Uh, Hi Jim.” Alex said nervously.
“Well, where have you been?” Jim asked again.
“I moved out Jim.”
“Well, why ever for?”

Alex took a deep breath as Jim moved Michael and aside so he could reach out and pull Alex into the apartment.
“I left the business Jim.” Alex said.
“Well blow me over, I don’t believe I ever got the memo.” Jim laughed at his own joke. Michael and Alex simply remained quiet. “You know you can’t just leave Alex. And imagine leaving this poor boy all alone to cover his own debts. Now what kind of friend does that I ask.”

Alex glanced over at Michael and tried to voice his regret in one look. He could see that Michael understood, and watched him shrug. “You have your own debts now son. And you came just in a great moment. I was just giving Michael here a job, but now that you’re here, you can have it.” Jim grinned.
“Jim I can’t…”
“Oh, I’m sorry son, I must have said that wrong. I meant, since you’re here now, you do it.” Jim said and glared into Alex’s eyes. “I mean, we wouldn’t want anything to happen to Michael here right? Or…Max.”

Alex gasped and looked over at Michael, who shook his head hastily. “No, Michael didn’t give away your secret Alex. I have my ways of finding things out. Now be a good boy and take this.” He handed Alex a paper with an address written on it. “I’ll expect you to be there Sunday at six o’clock. Good night boys.” He took his hat from where it rested on the small table and left.

“Alex why did you come back?” Michael asked brokenly as he made his way to the small sofa.
“I…I don’t know. I was just so out of it, then I was here. I should have never came.”
“Why did you?”
“Kyle knows about you.” Alex said.
“Damn, I knew he looked familiar.” Michael cursed.
“Yes Michael. And I’m afraid they’ll put two and two together and figure out I was part of that too. I should have never come back. Oh god, how does he know about Max?” Alex cried out.

“You know how he is Alex. He always knows everything. Damn it Alex you shouldn’t have come here.”
“I know. Damn it I know. But now I have to do this don’t I? I’ll have to or he’ll hurt you and Max. I can’t let him hurt you. I can’t let him hurt Max. Oh fuck!” Alex collapsed to his knees and let all his hurt and anguish come forth.
“I’ll do it man, don’t worry about it. I’ll do it. You just leave and don’t ever come back. I’ll do this.” Michael said rapidly.

“No, you can’t Michael. I have to do this. Jim will know you did it, and he’ll really have it in for us. No, I’ll just do this then I’ll go. You have to leave this too Mike. You have to!”
“Leave this for what Alex? I have nowhere to go.” Michael groaned.
“I’ll help you. I’ll get you out of here.”

Michael shook his head and pounded his fist into the small table, causing it to splinter down the middle.
“Damn, I fucking hate him!” He yelled.

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Part 18

Sunday afternoon, three o’clock, Alex stared at the red numbers on the clock radio in the room he shared with Max. Max was in the shower now. Alex took another shuddering breath and willed courage into his heart. He hated himself for what he was going to do in three hours. He hated himself for what he’d done ever since. He didn’t want to do this, but he had to. He didn’t want Cowboy Jim to hurt Max. He loved Max with all his heart.

“Hey babe, what’s wrong?” Alex looked up to see Max standing in the door way, towel wrapped around his waist.
“What?”
“I said, what’s wrong?” Max smiled and walked over to him.
“Nothing, just thinking.” Alex placed a fake smile on his face. “Come here.”

Max stepped between Alex’s legs, and held into his shoulders as Alex reached up and removed the towel. Alex leaned forward and placed a kiss on Max’s stomach, and let his forehead rest there for a few moments. Max thought he saw Alex take some shuddering breathes but his question swiftly left his mind as he felt Alex’s mouth graze over his penis.
Max buried his hands in Alex’s hair then, urging him on.
“Oh god Alex.” He moaned. He looked down as the room air replaced where Alex’s lips once were.
“I want to make love to you.” Alex said so earnestly, that it almost made Max cry.

Alex stood up and made Max lay down on the bed. He went to the door and locked it before going back to the bed. Alex sat down beside Max’s body and simply looked at him for a good minute before letting his right hand slowly feel its way over Max’s body. He leaned down and kissed one of Max’s thighs, feeling the skin beneath his lips tense.
“I love you so much.” He whispered.
“I love you too.” He heard Max’s reply, but just couldn’t look up knowing he’d find eyes gazing back at him with pure emotion.

Instead, he discarded his clothes and climbed on the bed, hovering over Max. He lavished attention to everywhere his lips, and hands, and anything else could touch. He could feel Max writhe with anticipation and want, but he wanted to make this last forever. He needed to pour all his love out on Max before he want out to do his dirty business.

Slowly but surely, Max turned over and allowed Alex to coat his opening with a generous amount of lube.
“Never for one minute doubt that I love you.” Alex whispered against Max’s ear before he slowly entered Max. The sensation nearly killed Alex. He’d never made love to anyone. Max was truly his first. As he felt Max’s tight, hot walls squeeze him he nearly cum right there and then, but he must make it last for both. He needs to show Max just how he feels.
“Love you…so much.” He hears Max say over his shoulder. Alex continues pumping slowly into him and leans down to cover Max’s back in kisses.

Alex feels his eyes filling with tears but tries to hold them back. He can’t be sad now, no, he has to be good for Max. He continues to move within Max, only more quickly now. His arms strain as he moves over Max, and his thighs are beginning to tighten, but he doesn’t care. Max’s moans and pants drive him on. He replies to all of Max’s words of love with his own.
“I love you…will never hurt you…only you, only you.” Alex says through tears as he feels his orgasm climbing to its peak.
“Ah.” He hears Max moan as he climaxes, but Alex continues.

“I love you!” Alex groans as, at last, he spills himself within Max. His arms finally give out beneath him and he falls against Max’s back. He kisses Max’s shoulders and neck, before pulling out and resting on Max’s side.
“That was amazing.” Max sighs as he turns to face Alex. “I love you too.”
Alex wraps his arms around Max and buries his face into Max’s neck. He tries to hold back the sobs that threaten to escape, but a few treacherous tears spill out. “Alex?”

Alex looks up and looked into Max’s eyes. “Are you crying?” Max cups Alex’s face and wipes the tears with his thumbs.
“I’m just so happy to be here with you.” Alex said as he sniffed. He looked over at the clock radio and saw that he now had two hours before he had to go. “You were my first.” He confessed.
“I am?” Max’s face brightened.
“Yes, you are.” Alex said and placed a kiss on his lips.

~*~

Alex stood outside the apartment fighting his inner demons. It was three minutes till six and his hand was frozen just inches from the door. He was going to knock, but his hand froze in mid air. He gulped his fear and finally knocked.

He knocked again, but still no reply. He smiled, thinking the guy wasn’t home, and he could leave, but just as soon as that hope formed it was shattered as the door opened.
“Hello. Come on in.” The older man said and stepped aside. Alex stepped in and tried to keep his hands from shaking too much. “Why don’t you have a seat and make yourself comfortable.”

Alex nodded and headed over to the sofa. He looked around and noticed all the nice furnishings.
“You’re certainly quiet.” The man smiled, but Alex could see past the fakeness of it. He looked into the man’s eyes and could see the indifference and inner hatred. In that minute he summoned all his courage.

~*~

Max looked up as Mark Davis walked in with a large envelope.
“Can you do me a huge favor?” Mark asked.
“Sure what’s up?” Max said as he stopped what he was doing.
“Can you take this over to Johnson’s place. These are urgent files he needs to signature now.”

Max didn’t really want to go to that man’s house, but helping Mark out was important.
“Sure thing. I’ll go right now.” Max smiled.
“Ok, thanks. I owe you.” Mark said and left the office.

~

Max held the envelope in his left hand as his right kept fixing his tie. As the elevator went up he got more and more nervous. He didn’t like the idea of having to go to Mr. Johnson’s apartment, but he figured he’d just get it over with and have Mark owe him, big.

So as the elevator doors opened, he strode down the hall to the right door and knocked. He frowned slightly as he heard what sounded like a scuffle inside. Max knocked again, harder and stood back waiting for the door to open. He heard more struggling and his nervousness increased.
“Shit!” Max heard from behind the door. “What do you want Mr. Evans?” He heard Mr. Johnson’s voice growl angrily.
“Mark asked me to drop this off to you, sir. You need to sign this.”
“Damn it. Hold on.”

The door opened slightly and Mr. Johnson’s face came into view, flushed, his shirt half undone, and belt, hanging limply unbuckled. Max managed to peek into the apartment and saw a hand standing out from behind a sofa.
“Give me those and leave.” Mr. Johnson said.
“But I need you to sign so I can return it, sir.” Max said and noticed the hand twitch.
“I’ll take care of it. Go.”
“But sir…”
“I said leave, Max!” Mr. Johnson roared.

“Max?” Came the weak voice from behind the couch. Max stood shocked at first, then pushed Mr. Johnson out of the way and rushed to the couch to find Alex badly beaten.
“Alex? What, what happened?” Max kneeled and helped Ale to his feet.
“Awe you know the little whore?” Mr. Johnson grinned.
“What?” Max looked over at him, and back at Alex, who he was now supporting on his side. “What have you done to him?”
“Nothing that he didn’t deserve.” Mr. Johnson leered.

“Alex!” They both turned to find Michael at the door, out of breath. He rushed over to where Max stood with Alex and helped support him.
“Awe you know this other whore too?” Mr. Johnson glared at Michael. Michael cowered slightly but stood his ground.
“Let’s just get him out of here. I’ll explain later.” Michael said

Max and Michael half carried, half dragged Alex out of there, surprised that Mr. Johnson was being completely calm.
“Max, I’ll ask you to keep this meeting quiet. I’ll have these papers in today, you won’t have to worry that pretty little head.” Mr. Johnson winked and slammed the door.
“Alex? Alex can you hear me?” Max asked the almost unconscious Alex.
“Max? Is that you?” Alex mumbled, through bloody lips. His lips was split open. His eyes was closed shut and swollen red. There was a cut across his cheek, and a blood stain the size of Max’s hand on his shirt.

“Max? Can we go home now?” Alex said.
“Yeah, Alex. We’re going home”

tbc...

Liz Parker-Evans wrote:Hey believer_evans!

I'm from germany, so please dont laugh about my english.
I found your story "overprotected" under the category Repost UC/Slash, but you didnt finish the story or i cant find the rest.

What happened to this story? Please answer. I would be very happy when you've finishes the story.

Bye

Wow, yeah, I actually did finish that story. I don't know why it says it isn't complete. Maybe there's a link to the rest or something. If not let me know and I can just email it to you.

And yes I am continuing this fic. I was just on Spring Break, I guess I should have let ya'll know huh, hehe
Ok well since I was late and didn't explain why I'll just post the new part today ok?
Ok, hehe, here we go.
Oh, and just to let ya'll know, this story is almost at its end, i know, so sad huh? OK well on with the story...




Part 19

“Shit, what happened?” Kyle asked as Max and Michael stumbled into the apartment, supporting a beaten Alex.
“I found him in the apartment of Mr. Johnson, one of the partners at the firm. I don’ know what he was doing there, but this is how I found him.” Max said as he settled Alex down on the couch, he looked over at Michael, but he looked down at his feet. Alex made a sound of discomfort but sunk against the cushions.
“Why did you bring him here? He should be in the emergency room.”
“He wanted to come here.” Max said.

They waited an hour before Alex finally came to. His good eyed opened and looked around him, panicked, before recognizing his surroundings. His tried to sit up but found that his back and sides were extremely sensitive, and still throbbing with pain.
“Alex?” He looked to his left and saw Max kneeling close by. Max put a cup to his lips and Alex drank from it, finding that it was water. “How are you feeling?”
“Like I’ve been hit by a speeding semi.” Alex said. He looked behind Max and saw Kyle and Michael, Kyle sitting on the recliner and Michael sitting on the arm rest.

“What are you doing here?” Alex asked Michael, nervous at to what and how much he had told Max.
“He came to Mr. Johnson’s apartment, after I got there and found you.” Max said. “What were you doing there Alex?”

Alex looked back over at Michael and Kyle, to see them both looking down, apparently none of them had said anything to Max. But how could he tell him? What was he going to say? ‘Max I was there to whore myself out one last time so Cowboy Jim, my pimp, wouldn’t hurt you?’ No, he couldn’t do that.
“Alex, please talk to me.” Max pleaded.

Alex made himself sit up and took Max’s hands. Tears streamed down his face. He couldn’t run anymore. He had to tell Max, no matter the consequences.
“I’ll tell you everything. Just please, don’t forget that I do love you.” Alex said and took a breath. He told Max everything, from the abuse of his father, to meeting Cowboy Jim. He told him about every John, every horrible thing in his life. He explained why he had run from him after his dream, and explained why he had to go to that blasted man’s apartment today.

He felt Max’s grip on his hands loosen until finally letting go. Max fell back onto his butt, and leaned away from Alex. He looked behind him at Kyle and Michael to find them both solemn, and wondered how much they knew that they never told him.
“Max?” He turned back and looked at Alex’s pained eyes. “Please say something.”

But he didn’t. Instead, Max stood up and walked out of the apartment. Alex made to get up but Kyle held up his hand, telling him to leave Max alone.
“Give him time to think.” He said.

Alex nodded but allowed the sobs to take over. Michael looked at him, full of grief for what was befalling him.
Alex knew he deserved Max’s scorn. He had lied to him, betrayed him. But he still loved Max, and hoped Max could see past his wrongs and continue to love him.

~*~

Max left the apartment and took off in a run, away from all he’d just heard. But the words would not leave him. He ran until his chest ached for breath, and his legs were just about giving out.

He finally stopped at a park and collapsed onto a wooden bench. He wiped at the tears he did not know were there, and slammed his fist down onto the wooden table next to the bench. He couldn’t hate Alex, no, he still loved him even after hearing about his sordid past. He was abused by his own father and cast out of his home by his mother. He was pushed into a situation he could not really control by a possessive pimp, and was at last threatened to do this last job. Alex did it to protect Max.

Max allowed all the pain to come through. He covered his face with his hands and cried.

~*~

Kyle, Michael and Alex came back into the house after leaving in search of Max. They had waited three hours for him to come back, but when he did not, the three piled into Kyle’s car. Now, an hour of searching the city, they returned.
“Where could he be?” Alex asked.
“I don’t know. He hasn’t called Liz, I have no idea where he is.” Kyle said and went into his room. “Shit.”

“What?” Alex asked at Kyle’s exclamation. Kyle came out of his room carrying a small metal box.
“He took it. Oh god.” Kyle said.
“Took what? What Kyle?” Alex asked, concerned.

Kyle sat on the edge of the couch, looking into the empty box.
“Before my dad died, he left me his sheriff’s pistol.” He said. “It’s gone. I found the box on my bed, empty. He also took some ammo.”
“Oh my god.” Alex gasped.
“You think he’s going to kill himself?” Michael asked before he could stop himself. Alex glared at him.
“No.” Kyle said.

~*~

Max kept holding the handle of the gun that was tucked into his pants. He knew where Kyle kept his father’s pistol and took it seeing that they weren’t there. They were probably out looking for him.
He took some bullets and ran back out the door.

Something in Max’s head told him it was a bad idea, but he didn’t care. He had to pay for what he did to Alex. He ignored the elevator and ran up the stairs to the correct floor. Running down the hall, he made it to his door and banged on it.
“Who is it?” He heard Mr. Johnson ask from behind the door. He didn’t answer. “Oh, Max. It’s you. Look I have company, so if you could just…” The older man said but was caught off when Max reached and pulled out the pistol aiming right at the man’s head.

Mr. Johnson walked backward into his apartment and Max followed him in, kicking the door closed.
“Aw, let me guess, Max, right?” Another man stood from the sofa, cowboy hat held in his hands. “Let me introduce myself, though you probably already know who I am. My name is Jim, though many call me Cowboy Jim.” He tipped his head.

Max’s nostrils flared and he pointed the gun at Jim. “Now, now son, you should put that there pistol away before you hurt someone.” Jim said, calm as ever.
“Yeah Max. Put that away before you do something stupid.” At that, Max pointed the gun back at Mr. Johnson.

“Now you listen here Maxie boy, I know you’re a bit upset, but you have to understand it was all business.” Jim said.

“Business?” Max said. “You call using young men business? You call taking advantage of people business? You call hurting people and ruining their lives business?” Max asked, his hands shaking violently. Tears were streaming down his face in torrents. His mind was going a mile a minute, and all he could think was that he had to hurt Cowboy Jim like he was hurting right now.

“Max, I think you should leave now before something you wouldn’t like happens.” Mr. Johnson. Max turned and fired, but intentionally missed.
“Ok that’s enough!” Jim roared and pulled out his own pistol from his belt. Max pointed his own back at him. “Now put your gun down, son. Don’t make me do something messy.”

“Max!” Alex ran into the apartment followed by Michael and Kyle. Max turned to them and gave Jim the opportunity he needed. He aimed his pistol and fired.

“No!” Alex cried out and ran to Max’s falling body. “You fucking bastard! Why?” Alex shouted to Cowboy Jim.
“He came in here brandishing a gun Alex. It was self defense for all everyone knows.” Jim grinned.
“You bastard.” Michael charged at him and Jim fired again, hitting Michael in the stomach.
“No!” Alex cried out again, took Max’s gun and fired twice at Cowboy Jim.

tbc........

Ok, here we go again. Starting a new quarter and new classes. But look I'm here
Thanks for all the feedback, I'm glad you guys are still reading. And I just love your replies lol






Part 20

Mr. Johnson was gone, took off after Alex shot at Jim. No one bothered with stopping him. Alex gathered Max to him, cradling him in his lap. He kept his right hand pressed to the wound on Max’s chest, feeling the warm blood seep out through his fingers. Max’s chest rose and fell unevenly, his lungs struggled to get breath.
“Oh god, Max I’m so, so sorry. Oh god it’s all my fault, please forgive me. Please don’t leave me Max, please!” Alex pleaded.

Kyle was at Michael’s side, checking for a pulse, it was weak but at least it was there.
“We have to call for an ambulance.” He said and took out his cell phone, dialing 911. He looked over at Cowboy Jim and knew he was dead. The blood was flowing freely from the wounds in his chest.

~*~

Kyle and Alex sat in the waiting room, Alex had refused to go home and change out of the blood soaked clothing. Kyle had called Liz and Max’s family, and they were on the way.
“It’s all my fault Kyle.” Alex sighed shakily. He kept staring down at his hands, still tinged with red. His shirt and pants were coated with Max’s blood.
“Stop blaming yourself Alex. It’s not doing anyone any good. It wasn’t you that shot Max.” Kyle said.

Max and Michael were both still in surgery, in critical condition. The doctors couldn’t tell them how they would be.

“Where is he?” Kyle turned as he recognized the voices. It was Max’s family, his mother, father and even his sister Isabel. It was she who saw him first.
“Kyle! Where is he? Is he alright?” She asked as she ran up to him. Kyle stood to greet her and was surprised when she ran into his arms. “Is he ok, Kyle?”
“We don’t know anything yet. He’s still in surgery.” He said.

Max’s parents came behind her, Philip holding up his distraught wife.
“Kyle.” Philips nodded at him. “What happened?”

Kyle sighed and looked down at Alex. Alex nodded and stood up.
“I…I’m Alex, Alex Whitman. I’ve been seeing your son Max.” He said. He immediately saw the anger and disgust in their eyes. “It’s my fault that Max is here.”
“No.” Kyle interrupted. “It’s not his fault. Max was shot by a crazed individual, who thank god, is now dead.”

Alex looked down ashamed. He knew what Kyle was doing. He was trying to protect him. But he had enough people get hurt by trying to protect him.
“No, it is my fault. Max went to that man’s place to protect me.”

“Kyle, Alex!” They both turned as Liz ran into the emergency room. “What happened?” She was crying, tears falling freely from her brown eyes. “Oh god, are you ok?” She asked as she saw all the blood on Alex.
“It’s Max’s.” He said, and heard Mrs. Evans scream.

~*~

They wouldn’t let him in. He still couldn’t believe it. The doctor had finally came out and told them that they had place Max in a room in the Intensive Care Unit, and his parents went, telling him he wasn’t welcomed.
Kyle tried to fight them over that, but he was turned away too.
“You two aren’t family, and you’re not welcome. I think you should leave.” Max’s mother had said and walked away.

But they didn’t leave, Kyle and Alex continued to sit in the emergency room lobby, in the cold, hard plastic chairs, listening to the other patients pains.
“Hey guys.” Liz said as she came through the swinging doors. “They’re leaving soon, so you’ll be able to go in.”
“Thanks Liz.” Kyle said. He placed his hand on Alex shoulder and gently shook him out of his trance. “We can go see him soon.”
“Good.” Alex sighed and cupped his chin in hands. “How was he?” He asked Liz.
“He looks bad, but he keeps saying he’s ok. He really wants to see you.”
“I really want to see him too.”

~*~

Max’s family finally went home, leaving only Liz, Kyle and Alex. She led them to the room and let them go in without her.
Alex burst into tears when he saw Max. Max looked so pale on the white sheets of the hospital bed. There were machines plugged in to monitor him, and an IV dripped into his veins.
“Hey.” Max said in a low whisper.
“Hi.” Alex said as he sat down beside the bed. He took Max’s hand and placed his forehead against the back of it. “I’m so sorry.” He cried.

“Not your fault.” Max said and he squeezed Alex’s hand. “I went there on my own.”
“But you went there because of me. Because of what I said. I’m so sorry.”
“No. Please stop crying Alex.” Max said, tears starting to fill his own eyes. “I still love you, you hear me? I never stopped, even after all you told me.”
“How can you love me? How can you still love me after all I’ve done?”

“I’ll leave you two alone.” Kyle said and went out to the hallway with Liz.

Max pulled Alex’s hand toward him and kissed his palm. Alex’s body shook with sobs as he caressed Max’s cheek.
“Are you really ok?” Alex asked.
“The doctors said the bullet missed my heard by two inches. I’ll be ok.”
“I’m…”
“Stop apologizing.” Max said sternly. “I really don’t want to talk about that anymore.” He sighed. “Will you stay here, with me?”
“Yeah. I’ll stay.”

~*~

Kyle and Liz has asked about Michael, but no one was giving them any answers.
“Listen, I just want to know how he is.” Kyle told the male nurse.
“Look, I don’t know what to tell you, I don’t know. You’re gonna have to wait till a doctor comes out.”

“Let’s just go back to Max’s room.” Liz said. “They’re not going to tell us anything.”
“Ok, I just really want to know how he is.” Kyle said.
“So he and Alex were both…” Liz said, unable to finish her sentence.
“Yeah, Michael brought him into it. They were both just young and really desperate. Alex was trying to get out and help Michael get out, but well, things got complicated.”
“I just can’t believe it.”

They both walked back to Max’s room and saw Alex brushing back Max’s hair from his forehead.
“He’s asleep now.” Alex whispered. “I’m staying here with him.”
Liz and Kyle nodded. “They did you find out anything about Michael?”
“No, they won’t tell us anything.”
“Stay here with him please.” Alex said as he stood up. “I’m gonna go find out.”

~*~

Alex had told them he was Michael’s brother, and they had led him to his room.
Michael laid there, eyes closed, ventilator in his mouth, tubes and wires connected all over. His chest rose and fell unevenly.
When Alex stood to his left, Michael slowly opened eyes. He tried to talk but soon discovered that the tubing in his mouth prevented it. Tears started to fall from his eyes.
“Don’t cry. I’m here.” Alex said as he took Michael’s free, left hand. “Why’d you do that man?” Alex said, through tears.

Michael raised his right hand and just pointed to Alex, then back at his own chest. He squeezed Alex hand. Alex looked around the room, looking for anything that could help him talk to Michael and found a small note pad lying on table near the door. He took it and handed it to Michael. Michael took a pen that Alex handed to him and began to write.
“I was mad. He had shot Max, you love Max. It hurt you, so I wanted to hurt him.” Alex read aloud.
“I didn’t want him to hurt you anymore. I…” Alex kept reading, but Michael stopped and closed his eyes, grimacing in pain. “I love you.” He finished writing once the pain subsided.

Alex closed his eyes and shook his head. This was just too much for him.
“I love you too.” He said, but Michael shook his head.
“No, you love Max. You don’t have to tell me that just because I’m here.” He wrote.
“I’m sorry” Alex said
“I’m sorry.” Michael wrote.

Michael put the note pad down and grasped Alex’s hand again. His grip was strong and Michael smiled despite the tube down his throat. He pulled Alex closer and reached out placing his palm on Alex’s chest, over his heart, then he pointed to himself.
“Yeah man, you’re in there. You always will be.” Alex said.
Michael nodded and closed his eyes.

Then, his hand went limp in Alex’s hand and the machines started beeping out of control. Nurses and doctors ran into the room, pushing Alex out of the way and they tried to bring back Michael, but the machine kept showing flat lines, and finally just stopped.
“We’re sorry son. He’s gone.” A doctor told Alex as he led him out of the room.

tbc...