Homecoming - Part 2
Now that this storyline is wrapped up, we'll be back to our regular programming. More sex, more kinks, more fun. I will probably update a little less often. Please let me know your thoughts! I enjoy feedback. Thanks for reading!
Over the next few days, the storm of withdrawal began to subside, though it would be a long time before it was gone completely. The nausea loosened, unrelenting tremors, and the feverish chills dissipated. Though he still felt constant pain, it was no longer as overwhelming as before. He was left with an all-consuming exhaustion that made even the simplest movements feel like lifting weights.
Now that he’d been through the worst of it, Dr. Tern allowed visitors. A steady stream of Harrison’s loved ones came to see him. Some stayed for a while and others passed through, but the overwhelming love and support boosted Harrison’s spirits and his will to make it through. His friends and family witnessed some of the awful things Harrison was dealing with - vomiting, sweating, chills, trembling - a stark reminder of what lay ahead.
As the day wore on, Jack noticed that Cameron hadn’t come to visit. Aidan said he didn’t feel right, no matter how much anyone tried to convince him it was ok. One of the last visitors was Raccoon. Jack caught up with him in the hallway while some others were saying goodbye for the day.
“Raccoon! I’m glad you made it. Harrison has been asking about you.”
“Hey Jack,” the two men exchanged a comforting hug, “has he really? I’m really looking forward to seeing him, but I didn’t want to impose…”
“Listen, I consider you a part of the family now. I know you love Harrison and I know he loves you. Never feel like you aren’t welcome. Got it?”
“Thanks Jack. That means a lot. I do love that boy. More than I could have ever imagined. Is he doing ok?”
“He’s tired, dealing with some stuff. I’m sure you know. But, he’s in good spirits. He’s going to be happy to see you. Go on in, I need to make a call.”
**
“Hey Scooby.”
“Raccoon! I was hoping you’d come!” Harrison sat up with his good arm extended and a bright, welcoming smile. He warned him as he came in for his hug, “just be gentle there’s a lot of shit that still fucking hurts and I reek.”
“I'm so happy to see you too. Are you ok? I know getting over all that shit he put in your system is going to take a minute. You don’t smell that bad.”
“I’m really fucking sorry, you tried to warn me. From day one you always told me who to stay away from and what not to do. I fucking ignored every word and almost got myself killed. You can say it, you told me so. You can beat me up for being a fucking moron.”
“I would never do that. I’m not an asshole. After a while, I thought you’d figure it out. I thought you needed to go through some stuff so you could understand what I was saying. Instead you just got deeper. That whole thing with Isaiah was such a wildcard. I’m sorry I didn’t do more to keep you safe. I got you into some things and I might have fucked you up.”
“No, you didn’t fuck me up. I did that. You always made me feel good. I mean, I’m a little sad I might never be able to go on one of your journeys again. I did this. How the fuck was I supposed to know that Isaiah was the fucking devil? Fuck. I let meth and my dick conspire against me.”
“I am happy you were rescued. I… I…” Raccoon wiped away a tear. “I don’t know what I would have done if…”
“Stop right there, buddy. That didn’t happen, ok? It was really fucking close, but I made it. My fucking guardian angel might not be the best at the job. They don’t seem to be paying attention when I’m getting into trouble!”
“But they get you out of it in the end.”
“They must be new on the job.” Raccoon and Harrison shared a laugh over Harrison’s guardian angel complaint. They talked for a while longer, catching up on the last several months. There was a definite tension between them, something good, but something that needed to be spoken.
“Harrison, I know we’ve said this to each other before, but I just want you to know… I meant it when I said I love you. I am like totally in love with you. I think about you all the time, I cried so many nights over what was happening to you. I know you’ll never be mine. I’m ok with that. But, I don’t think I will ever stop loving you. I think you’ll always be mine in my heart. Oh, and one more thing, I don’t think I could do this if it wasn’t for the fact that your true love is Jack. Seeing the two of you together… seeing how he was when we didn’t know what was happening. He welcomed me when he didn’t have to. I know that I will be able to see you anytime I want and that Jack will be fine. You’re where you belong.”
“You’re a jerk. I don’t know why, but fucking crying hurts! You people keep making me cry!” Harrison wiped his tears and chuckled. “Fuck, laughing hurts too. Fuck. Raccoon, you make me happy. Really fucking happy. I love you too, so much. I want to see you again. I want us to have special times together, just you and me, and with Jack too. He really likes you. Despite all of the shitty people he’s let into his life, Jack is a pretty decent judge of character. Fucking hell, if you met Joshua, you wouldn’t believe that for a minute. Anyway, I know we aren’t going to be something normal, but I want us to be something. Jack is ok with it. We talked about it in the middle of the fucking night when neither of us could sleep. You know he has his own love interest too.”
“Cameron, yeah I met him. He’s pretty awesome. I may have had sex with him once or twice. Um, or more.”
“Ha! I would expect nothing less. It was a good time?”
“Oh yes, a very good time. He’s so adorable and so super sweet, like a high school kid on his first date sweet, but all the time and with a few surprises. Anyway! I’m glad we took care of that. I can’t wait for you to come home. I should probably go. I wonder where Jack went?”
“You don’t have to go. Just chill with me until Jack comes back. Maybe he had some work to do. Let’s order some food. I’ll probably puke it all up, but I’m starving.”
***
After a long phone call, Jack convinced Cameron it was ok to come meet Harrison. It helped that everyone else had left, except maybe Raccoon. He walked into the clinic and ran to Jack, giving him the biggest hug and then kissing him.
“Now that is just the welcome I needed. This is going to be great. You guys are going to like each other.”
“I-I-I’m s-s-s-still r-really ner-nervous, Jack.”
“Cameron, it’s ok. Please. Don’t be nervous.”
“I-I’ll t-try.”
Jack walked Cameron into the room, they exchanged pleasantries with Raccoon, who then left. Jack introduced Cameron and Harrison. He knew immediately that it would go well. Harrison extended his arm for a hug and Cameron offered his shy, nervous smile, which Jack knew was a good thing.
“Sorry, Cameron, I’d get up and give you a real hug, but I’m kind of in the process of some repairs and renovations at the moment.” Harrison’s goofy charm was on full display, shining right through all of the agony he was still feeling.
“Th-th-that’s ok, H-H-Harris-s-son. It’s n-nice to m-meet you. Sorry, I s-s-stutter wh-when I’m n-nervous.”
“Aww, don’t be nervous buddy, come over here and sit next to me. I hope you don’t mind that I don’t smell like Bath and Body Works. Fuck, I could really use some of that stuff now.” Harrison chuckled as he lifted up his good arm and smelled his pits. He patted the bed next to him for Cameron to sit.
Cameron was starting to feel more at ease, his laugh was softer and not as nervous. “I-I don’t mind the s-smell. Hehe.” He was starting to stutter less too.
“Yeah, be careful Harrison, someone here kind of likes to bury his face in a nice ripe armpit.”
Harrison lifted his arm up again. “Have at it if you want. That’s kinda hot actually.”
Cameron looked over at Jack who gave him a playful smile. Cameron slowly brought his face into Harrison’s armpit and started to breathe in deep. The smell was definitely ripe. While Harrison was given a sponge bath at the hospital and when he arrived at the clinic, neither were enough to really make him smell fresh and clean. Cameron soon touched his nose to Harrison’s skin and breathed in even deeper. He rubbed his face inside his pit and then pulled away abruptly. “S-S-Shit, s-sorry. I g-got ahead of m-myself.”
“You’re cool, I liked it. That was actually helpful. I felt something, you know… so I guess that means I’m getting better. I guess we shouldn’t get too riled up. The last time I was in a hospital bed, things got a little wild.”
“Jesus. How about we just talk for now?” Jack was pleased to see how well Harrison and Cameron were getting along. Between Cameron and Raccoon, he had no idea what was in store for them, but he knew it would be fun at least. “Ok, I’m thirsty. You guys want a soda or something?”
“Dr. Pepper, please.”
“Yeppers! One for me too!” Harrison suddenly looked disappointed. “Um, I guess I’m not supposed to have caffeine, so Orange Fanta for me then.”
“I’ll have that too.” Cameron seemed to change his mind in solidarity with Harrison.
“Ok, Fanta for everyone. I’ll be back.”
“Thanks Terminator!” Harrison yelled back as the two boys giggled.
“Do you think he’s leaving us alone on purpose?”
“Of course he is, this is a classic Jack move. He wants to be sure we’re getting along.”
“We are, right? You know, getting along?”
“Raccoon said you were super sweet. He was right. I’m glad you were there for Jack through everything. Even if he didn’t know the extent of what was happening, he probably still needed someone like you. Our family, which is what I call Blaze and Aidan, Justin, Dillon, and the others, are all awesome, but Jack needs to connect on a different level sometimes, you know?”
“I think so. He was so stressed sometimes. The election really bothered him. I hated to see him like that, but somehow it would all melt away when we were together. I knew I was doing something good. I kinda knew something was happening with you and when he showed me that picture that Liam sent, I thought he was going to completely fall apart.”
“Oh, I’m sure that was a flattering fucking photo. But seriously, thanks for being there for Jack. I hope you’re not going to go anywhere.”
“Really, you don’t mind if I’m around? Won’t that be weird?”
“Do you know Jack as well as I think you might? It would be weird if Jack didn’t want any other boys beside me. You know what a slut he is, right? Which, by the way, I mean in all the right ways.”
“Hehe, yeah, he is kind of a player. He’s had some hookups since we’ve met and I know he likes to push boundaries. It kinda freaks me out how much he likes things to be rough. He came to me one night with these bruises on his back and he told me that was what he wanted.”
“Jack is complicated. I don’t think it is possible to figure him out. I don’t like that kind of pain. Somehow it keeps fucking happening to me, but I don’t like it. Do you like it rough?”
“I think I do. I’m still learning about myself, believe it or not. Jack was the first time I ever topped. And, he does kinda bring some things out in me. I don’t want to hurt him though, you know, badly. Just how he likes it.”
“He likes it badly. Just ask Blaze, who is as fucked up in the head as he is. Don’t get me wrong, I think we’re all fucked up in the head, but Jack and Blaze are in a special category.”
“It sounds like I have a lot to learn about Jack and his world.”
“That’s why you can’t go anywhere. You need to learn everything. After almost four years, I’m still learning. So, if it is what you want, then I want you to stay. I want to get to know you better. I already know you and Raccoon know each other pretty well. You are adorable, and sweet and probably a lot more. I can see what Jack is drawn to. Please, be a part of the family.”
Cameron was so touched by Harrison’s words, he had to get up and step away to wipe his tears away. He came back and sat down next to Harrison again. “Thanks, man. That means a lot. Can I hug you again?” Harrison smiled and put his arm out and told him to be gentle. They hugged for a few minutes. Jack came back and saw them, but waited at the door.
“You’re going to like being a part of this chosen family, I promise.” Harrison whispered as he leaned in and kissed Cameron. As both their lips parted and their tongues began to mingle, Jack smiled widely. Soon, Harrison pulled away, “sorry, my mouth probably tastes like a fucking sewer.”
“It’s ok. You’re a good kisser.”
“You too, but neither of us are as good as Jack.”
“He is a good kisser. I can kiss him for hours!”
“Ok boys! It looks like everyone is getting along, I see.”
Harrison shouted, “yeppers!” while Cameron smiled sweetly.
Jack thought to himself, this is all going to work out fine.
***
When Jack woke up the next morning, Harrison was sound asleep. It might have been the first time since he’d been at the clinic that he was getting a sound sleep. Jack could also see that Harrison might be returning to his old self more quickly than expected, he had a raging hard on and his hand was on it as if he might have been subconsciously stroking it at some point.
Since Harrison was asleep, Jack saw this as a good opportunity to check on Tyler. Dr. Tern kept him in the loop on his progress and it was a little slower than Harrison’s. Jack slipped out of bed and put on some clothes and went to Tyler’s room. He ran into Dr. Tern there.
“Oh, hey doc, how is he doing?”
“You can ask him yourself. But, Tyler is doing well. He’s out of the woods, at least as far as the first phase of his recovery. Tyler, this is Jack Holden. He’s the guy who is responsible for getting you here. The methadone should kick in in a few hours. I’ll leave you two to get acquainted.”
As Dr. Tern walked past Jack he stopped to whisper in his ear, “after this week, I think you owe me your ass and your throat for a few hours.”
“You get paid well and have more money than you can ever spend.” Jack whispered back, “but if my ass is what you want, I guess I can make a sacrifice. It’s been a while since I’ve had that beast.” They exchanged a lustful smile before Dr. Tern left the room.
“Hi Tyler, like the doc said, I’m Jack. How are you feeling?”
“Fucking awful. I guess it is better than being dead. Maybe.”
“You’ll feel better, just give it some time. I don’t know what your situation is, but I hope you don’t mind that I brought you here. You will get the best care here.”
“I guess it is nice, but I don’t have any fucking money. This place looks expensive, sure as shit no place I’m supposed to be in. Don’t you realize I’m a fucking junkie hustler? Without Isaiah to take care of me, what am I supposed to do? I’m fucked. Do you know where he is? Or my boyfriend, Johnny?”
Jack was incredulous at how Tyler was reacting. The poor kid was so dependent on Isaiah that he didn’t even realize how bad it was. “Tyler, can I ask, how did you end up with Isaiah and Johnny?” Jack took a seat on the bed next to Tyler.
“Dude, why do you care? Are you some sugar daddy who thinks he’s found a boy he can own? Are you paying for all of this - I assume you are paying for this, because I sure as fuck can’t. Are you paying for this so I owe you? If you’re up to something, I can just leave. I’ll find the fix I need and I’ll be fine. I know what to do out there.”
“Whoa! Hold the fucking phone. I’m not a sugar daddy looking for a boy. That’s not my thing. Do you even know what happened to you? What is the last thing you remember?”
“I don’t know. I was fucking someone, getting fucked? Probably with Johnny. I was doing my job I’m sure.”
“Un-fucking-believeable. Let me fill you in on something, you were lying on the side of the road in an abandoned industrial park. Somebody called the police and reported seeing you. Good thing they did, otherwise you’d be dead. I wouldn’t be surprised if it was your boyfriend who dumped you and then felt guilty and called it in.”
“No! No fucking way! Johnny would never do that to me!” Suddenly, Tyler was starting to feel like he wasn’t remembering the full story.
“Fine, We can set that aside, but that doesn’t change the fact that you were fucking dumped like a bag of garbage. Naked, beat to shit, so full of drugs that you were literally standing on the edge of the fucking cliff.” Jack caught himself getting angry and took a deep breath to calm down. “Do you remember anyone else? How about a kid named Harrison?”
Tyler’s face went blank. He could hear Harrison’s voice, ‘Come with me. I’ll get you away from this. I can take care of whatever you need.’ ‘I really miss Jack.’ “Oh fuck. You’re Jack? You’re that Jack?” He started to cry as he remembered how Harrison always talked about Jack. He immediately feared the worst. “He’s not… please tell me he got away. He’s not dead, right?”
“Hey, easy, calm down. Harrison isn’t dead. You knew him. You were both in the same house, right? I’m that Jack, whatever that means.”
“It means Harry never stopped talking about you. So you really are here to help me? You’re not another guy who wants to own me?” Now Tyler was sobbing uncontrollably. Jack reached over and pulled him in for a hug. His body was sweaty and clammy, yet he felt ice cold. He trembled like Harrison did.
“I am here to help you. Whatever you were involved in, it’s over. You’re free. Harrison is in the next room. He’s ok. You’re going to be ok.”
Through tears and into Jack’s shoulder, Tyler told Jack how Harrison talked about him. “He said your name in his sleep, if you can call it sleep. It was more like a coma. When we could talk to each other, he talked about you all the time. He always said how much he missed you. He told me how much he loved you. I was so jealous. No one loved me like that. I thought Johnny loved me, Isaiah said he cared about me. I think Harry became my only friend after a while. Can I see him?”
“I’m sure we can make that happen. So, just to be sure, you don’t have a family? No one is worried about you?”
“There is no one who cares about me. My parents kicked me out when I was 15 because I’m gay. I tried to go home around Christmas the next year thinking maybe they got over it. They called the police and said I was an intruder trying to rob them. So, I ran and never went back. I messed around until I met Johnny. He took me in. He brought me to Isaiah. Anyway, they were the only people who supposedly cared about me.”
“Tyler, your parents are shitty people. I hope you realize Isaiah was an even shittier person. I guess in some strange way Johnny might have cared about you and he probably figured it out too late. From now on, there will be people around you who will care about you.”
“I really don’t know what I’m supposed to think about anything anymore. Thanks, Jack.”
“I’ll see about connecting you and Harrison.” Jack noticed Tyler had the same flowers as Harrison. “Who sent you flowers?”
“I don’t know. The nurse brought them in. I thought it was something they do at fancy places like this.”
“Oh, right. That’s how they do it here.” Something seemed odd to Jack. “Ok, Tyler, I’ll see you soon.” He stepped out to the nurses station and asked about the flowers. “Hey, do you know who brought the flowers into the boy’s rooms?”
“Oh, I did, Mr. Holden. Is everything ok? Is someone allergic?”
“Oh, no, everything is fine. I was just curious who brought them. There wasn’t a card or anything.”
“I’m not sure, a delivery guy brought them in and said they were for Harrison Holden and Tyler Sawyer. He works for one of the florists in town, McBride’s. They do really nice work.”
“Absolutely, they were beautiful. Thanks for taking care of that.”
***
Things finally started to calm down. Most of the visitors had finally left. Harrison was finally able to come home. Everything had been so crazy for the last month, pretty much everyone needed a break and to get back to their normal lives. Even Cameron had to get back to DC to get back to his driving. They were two drivers down and while he wanted to stay and is even considering no longer being a driver, he is too responsible and too nice to just blow off the company when they needed him. Cameron definitely had a strong work ethic.
One friend insisted on being there when Harrison came home, CJ. He wanted to make sure Harrison was given a warm welcome when he got home. He’d been gone so long, CJ wanted his homecoming to be special. And special is just what he created. CJ made a sign welcoming Harrison and Tyler home and put up a bunch of festive decorations. He prepared a lunch that consisted of their favorite foods and he even baked their favorite desserts. He enlisted Finn to help him while Chandler was at school.
“Harry!!!” CJ ran to Harrison, elated to see his friend walk through the door. He was scantily clad in just a pair of latex booty shorts with snaps on the sides. He stopped short just before he went to hug Harrison and gently wrapped his arms around him. “I am so happy you are home! And I am so happy you’re ok. I missed you so much and,” CJ pulled away and gave Harrison a stern look, “I was worried as fuck about you. Please don’t scare me like this ever again.”
Harrison was genuinely touched by CJ’s welcome and even got a little emotional. “Thanks, CJ. This is really awesome. You’re really awesome. I missed you too. I promise, crackhead Harry is gone.” Harrison stepped back and took a look at CJ. “Um, latex, huh? Did I miss something?”
“I wear these when I dance at the club! They come off real easy!”
Harrison stopped CJ from pulling his shorts off. “Clothing is kind of optional around here.” He turned and said to Tyler.
“Nice. I can get into that.”
“CJ, you need to meet Tyler.” Harrison turned and introduced CJ to Tyler, who he knew about but hadn’t met yet. “CJ is one of my best friends and one of the most enthusiastic people you’ll ever meet. You’re gonna love him.”
“Wow, that is some introduction. Hey CJ, it’s really…” CJ interrupted Tyler by giving him a big hug, still gentle, but definitely firm.
“I told you he was enthusiastic.” Harrison said with a chuckle.
“Tyler, you are going to love being here. If you need anything just let me know. And, I do mean anything,” CJ said suggestively.
“Thanks, CJ. I might just take you up on that, you’re a cutie.” Tyler said as he patted CJ’s ass. CJ about fainted when Tyler said he was cute.
“Ok boys, let’s get settled in and eat this great lunch CJ and Finn put together. I’m fucking starving.” Jack nudged everyone to the dining table. “Tyler, this is Finn, he and his boyfriend Chandler live in the building here. They’re super cool.” As Tyler and Finn hugged, Jack whispered with a soft chuckle, “Finn is the nice one.”
Harrison stripped off his clothes leaving only his boxers. Tyler looked at him with a bit of surprise. “I told you clothing is optional here. I rarely wear anything. Go on, get comfortable if you want.”
“Well, ok then. Living here is going to be wild, I can already tell.” Tyler took off his clothes down to his boxer briefs.
Tyler sat at the table and just looked around. He couldn’t believe what was happening. He was a little overwhelmed. “Wow, this place is fucking incredible! This is bigger than any apartment I’ve ever seen. It’s incredible. And you guys are making me a little emotional. I’ve never had people be so warm and friendly. Thanks, this means a lot. It is going to take some getting used to.”
“You’ll get used to it in no time. Tomorrow I’ll take you out and we’ll get some new clothes and stuff for you. There wasn’t much in your personal belongings. I’ll get you a phone and set you up with a bank account and a credit card. My guy will help you get your ID back too.”
“Wait a minute, Jack. You’re going to do all of that for me? Why? What’s the catch?”
“Dude, there is no catch. You’re here with us now. Jack will take care of you,” explained Harrison.
“You’re hot without them, but you need clothes!” CJ added.
“Don’t even try to tell Jack no.” Finn quietly remarked.
“Shit. This really is a lot to take in. Am I fucking dreaming?” Still not used to trusting people, Tyler looked skeptical. “Does this mean I have to stay here? Like, am I… I don’t know, a captive?”
“No Tyler, you’re not dreaming…” Jack started to respond but was interrupted by Harrison.
“DUDE! You’re not a fucking captive. You can walk out that door anytime you want. Jack is not Isaiah. You can do whatever the fuck you want. But you don’t have a fucking thing, do you? Fucking hell, I know you had a shitty time before, but try to figure it out. Jack is helping you. That’s all. You don’t owe him or anyone else a fucking thing. There is no quid pro quo.”
“Ok! Sorry. I didn’t mean to sound like I didn’t appreciate everything. I just have never had anyone do anything for me without expecting something in return. You might be used to this, Harry, but I only know what I’ve been through. Sorry, Jack. Thanks for everything. I mean it.”
“I know you do. Don’t worry about it. You’re right, usually people have an ulterior motive. All I want is for you to be taken care of and to live however you want without someone controlling you.”
Tyler shook his head. “Y’all are gonna need to slow down. I’m just not used to this.”
Over the next few hours, Tyler had a chance to get more acquainted with this new life. He got to know everyone better and in turn shared his own story. It really wasn’t much different from Harrison’s in a lot of ways. He was kicked out for being gay, ended up homeless,, and did what he had to do to survive. And now he was being rescued by Jack.
It was getting late and the subject of sleeping arrangements came up. After all, it may be a huge penthouse, but it is still only a studio with one bed up in the loft. That loft was probably larger than most studio apartments.
“So, is there another bedroom here? Where am I going to sleep tonight?” Tyler inquired.
“I was thinking you and Harrison could share the loft and I would just sleep down here on the couch.”
“Awww, no, Jack. This is your house. You go sleep with your man. I’ll sleep on the couch. It is a fuck of a lot nicer than anything I’ve slept on recently.” Tyler insisted.
“No, I think you boys need the comfy bed. I’m fine down here. I don’t sleep well anyway. This is fine.”
“It will be ok, Tyler. Maybe we can convince Jack to come join us in bed,” suggested Harrison. “I have a feeling it won’t be that difficult.”
Finn came up with a solution. “Um, Mr. Hol…Jack. I still have trouble with that. Anyway, you can stay with us. Now that Chandler’s dad moved out, we have an extra bedroom. You’ll only be a few floors down.”
“That’s perfect, Jack!!” CJ chimed in.
“I guess that’s not a bad idea. If you don’t think Chandler will mind…oh, right. What am I saying? Chandler won’t mind at all.” Jack knew how much Chandler liked him and figured he’d be thrilled to have him in his apartment. “Then it is settled. You boys gave the palace to yourselves and remember - YOU ARE SUPPOSED TO BE RESTING.”
“Of course, sexy man, we will rest.” Somehow Harrison’s declaration wasn’t very convincing.
Jack went to grab a few things and said goodbye to the boys. “Call me if anything comes up, you know, anything that might be a problem. I’m sure you can handle anything else that comes up.”
As Jack was walking to the door, he noticed a vase full of flowers, the same flowers that were at the clinic. There was no card, nothing to identify who sent them. “Hey guys - does anybody know where these came from?”
“They were delivered earlier today! Aren’t they pretty? There were two bouquets, I rearranged them to fit into one vase. I figured someone sent them for Harry and Tyler!” CJ chirped.
Jack shook his head. There was something about these random flower deliveries that bothered him. He decided to worry about it later and left with Finn.
Once Jack and Finn, it was just Harrison, Tyler and CJ. The three boys sat on the couch and talked some more, but CJ had other ideas.
“Hey, guys. Are you really not allowed to have sex?”
“Dr. Tern was pretty adamant that we take it easy, at least for two weeks. I get it. Jack gave me a blow job and I lost my shit. It hurt like hell! I guess that’s what happens when someone wraps your dick in duct tape.”
“Ouch! That’s fucking awful! My cock hurts just hearing that!!”
“I don't know what it was, Harry, but Isaiah really pushed you in some very different ways than he pushed me or any of the other boys. It was like he had a thing for you.”
“Yeah, who the fuck know. He was a cruel mother fucker. I hope wherever he is, he’s suffering.”
“Can I ask? What else did they do to you? Other than just giving you drugs all the time. You both have bruises and scars and broken bones. You’re both missing teeth! I mean, what the fuck? You don't have to go into it if you don’t want to, I know it’s probably painful to talk about. Maybe you should though.”
“I don’t mind if Harry doesn’t mind.”
“I’m cool. It might not be a bad idea to say some of this shit out loud.”
For another couple of hours, Harrison and Tyler shared some of the horror stories of what they were forced to do. They were surprised at how much they remembered once they started talking about it. They shared some things that weren’t so bad, like the times that they fooled around together or when Johnny would play with them, but overall, it was pretty awful. CJ was stunned at how bad it was.
“Jesus. I can’t believe you guys went through that. I would die!! You know, it sounds like some things wouldn’t have been so bad if it was voluntary. Like, you actually wanted to do it. And the guys were hot. And you weren’t strung out. And you weren’t catching a beating. Fuck. I’m an idiot.”
“No, you’re right. That crazy contraption that Quaid built in that one room where you could hang from the ceiling? That would be fun under the right circumstances. Don’t you think, Harry? You got hooked up to that more than I did.”
“Maybe. They really fucked me up on that thing. How about we change the subject? CJ, how is dancing at the club? Are you tricking too? And how is JustForFans going? Tyler needs to see that.”
CJ jumped off the couch like he’d been sprung by a slingshot. He was excited to share his latest activities. He went to grab his laptop from his bag. “Oh Harry! It is so much fun!! I love working at the club. I don’t trick too much, I’m picky about who I go with. I charge a lot to keep the yucky guys away. And JustForFans? I have over 1,400 followers! And like 500 fans! They are the ones who actually pay to watch me.”
He opened his laptop and showed them his page. Harrison immediately began scrolling. “Damn boy! You are busy! There’s like four videos a week!”
“You got some skills, boy. Those are some huge fucking dildos. What are these posts about?”
“Um, some stuff I can’t show on there. So I have to sort of dance around that content and drive people to my X account where they can connect with another page where I can show that stuff.”
“Man, you are all in on this kinky stuff. So it sounds like you do scat vids too? I guess there could be more taboo stuff, but…”
“Yeah, sorry if that is a turn off.”
“CJ! We talked about this. Be confident in your kinks. We don’t act all fucking embarassed about them.”
“Yeah, Harry is right. Embrace it. Johnny and I did some scat stuff and it was fun. Isaiah pushed things a little too far and I didn’t like that, but I never had a choice. I would never do most things with some of the guys Isaiah made us be with.”
“Guys, can I ask for a favor? You might have noticed I haven’t posted anything new in a couple of weeks. It was so hectic around here and we were all so worried, I just didn’t get to it. I told my fans there was an emergency, but I think they want to see something.”
“So what are you asking? You wanna make a video? Do you want us to film it?” Harrison realized what CJ might actually be asking, “or do you want us to be in it?”
“I know you’re not supposed to do anything, but there has to be something you can do, right? Something that won’t mess anything up for you? You can wear a mask! Or something like that.”
“I’ll do it. I don’t have anything to worry about. Nobody knows who the fuck I am. It might be fun. I could shove dildos up your ass or… what were you thinking?”
“You will?!?! That would be awesome! You’re so hot! My fans will like you. I haven’t done a fisting video in a while, would you be willing to fist me?”
“Oh, he will fist you. That’s how I met Tyler. He fisted the fuck out of me. And it was fucking hot.”
“I don’t think the doc would be upset if that was all I did. My dick didn’t get wrapped in duct tape either, so I can fuck you first.”
“Do you want me to edit your face out?”
“Fuck no! I want everybody to see this sexy mug. I may need to get my own page to earn some coins.”
“You guys are killing me. It fucking hurts when I get hard! GRRRRR!!!”
“Aww, sorry Harry. When you’re all better I want to do a video with you too. I have a whole scene planned for you. Hehe.”
“Oh, I can’t wait to hear about that.”
CJ looked around the penthouse and found a good spot to put on his show. He had Harrison grab some lube and towels while he set up his phone to shoot the video. “We’ll just do the whole video and I’ll edit it later. Harry, will you film us too? You can get some close up shots.”
CJ and Tyler set themselves up in a spot where they could have a good, long fisting session. CJ was so excited, he could barely contain himself. He does a little introduction in his videos like he’s doing a movie of the week on TV. This time he apologized for not producing any content for more than two weeks and thanked his fans for sticking with him. He pointed to Tyler as his new fisting buddy and said they were in for a treat. It was quite adorable.
After the adorable introduction, they both got naked and lubed up. Tyler immediately dropped to his knees and started sucking CJ's cock. Tyler demonstrated his incredible oral skills, driving CJ crazy. Eventually CJ made Tyler stop so he could get in position to take his fist.
“Are you ready, boy? Because I am going to use the fuck out of you tonight.”
“I am so ready. Go for it, Tyler. Don’t hold back, ok?” Tyler just let out a sinister laugh.
Tyler lubed up his hand and CJ's hole, gently working the lube all over it. He started gently at first, one finger first, spreading the lube around, before sliding his second finger in, quickly followed by fingers three and four. He twisted all four fingers left and right a few times before starting to push his entire hand into CJ's eager ass, thumb shoved under his fingers in the duck bill position. CJ’s hungry hole quickly swallowed Tyler’s fist, sucking him in wrist deep.
“Damn, boy, your hole is hungry. I fucking love it.”
Continuing his gentle start, Tyler started working his fist into CJ’s ass, pushing in and out about an inch, then pulling back out slightly before pushing in deeper. Sometimes he would stop to twist his hand around, or move it left and right. After a few minutes Tyler pulled his hand out and pushed it back in, giving it a twist once inside. Tyler continued to fist fuck CJ like that for more than 15 minutes. He alternated between both hands, and went deeper and deeper each time.
“Oh fuuuuuck, duuuuude, so goooood.”
As Tyler was lulling CJ into a false sense of security, Harrison was getting close up shots on his phone. “This is really fucking hot boys.”
Tyler slowly started to build up his pace. The faster he started going, the more CJ would moan. CJ was usually very vocal and this time was no different.
“Yeah, fucking hit it Tyler!! Fuck yeah!! AAARRGGGHHHH!!!” CJ muttered as he moaned and yelped. “Oh god fucking damn it!!”
Tyler pulled his arms out for a bit. He then squeezed a huge glop of lube into CJ’s hole and applied a thick layer around his hole. CJ was breathing heavily, the anticipation of what was coming making him groan. “Please don’t stop. I need more! Come on Tyler, more! Please!!!” CJ cried out.
“Patience my little slut, patience.” Tyler purred as he balled up his fist and pulled back. He let CJ get squirmy and anxious before he grunted and started to punch fist CJ’s gaping hole.
“Oh fucking HELLLLLL!! FUUUUUCKKKK! NNNNNNNGGGGGGHHHH!!!! AAAAAGGGHHHHHH!!!! JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!!”
Tyler was aggressively punching CJ's hole open, only stopping when he felt a little resistance. He would stop long enough for CJ’s hole to bloom. “Yeah, boy. Love that rosebud. So fucking pretty.” Then he resumed his punching, roughly violating CJ’s hole, showing him no mercy.
“God damn it! It fucking hurts!” Harrison cried out as his cock became rock hard and throbbing, making the raw spots ache. Tyler just laughed watching Harrison double over in agony, holding onto his dick.
“You’re a fucking riot, Harry boy.” Tyler was enjoying the show when he decided he was ready for more. “You ready for some depth, boy?” CJ gave an enthusiastic yes. With that, Tyler started pushing his hand deeper into CJ's hungry boycunt.
His arm slowly slipped into CJ's eager hole until he reached his elbow. Once deep inside, he wriggled his hand. CJ was losing his mind as Tyler worked his arm even deeper. “Fuck boy! You are fucking greedy!!”
“Fuck yes I am!! MORE!! FUCKING MORE!!!”
Tyler pulled his arm out a bit and repeated the process several more times with the same arm. He then added more lube and used his other arm. Tyler kept this pace up for more than 20 minutes. CJ was in a zone, loving every second of Tyler’s attention.
Tyler twisted his hand around inside CJ's ass, pulled out, and plunged back in. He did this for a while before switching over to punch fisting again.
“NNNNNRRRRRGGGGHHH!!!!!! AAAAARRRRGGGGHHH!!!! FUUUUCK!!!”
After several more minutes of punch fisting Tyler went for depth again. He applied more lube to his forearm as he slipped deeper and deeper into CJ. It didn't take long before Tyler's elbow disappeared. He was absolutely astonished at how deep he was going. He kept up the pressure as he watched CJ's hole devour his upper arm and finally came to a stop half way up his bicep. “Awww fucking wild, boy. Fucking crazy!”
CJ told Tyler to push some more. He wanted to see if Tyler would end up shoulder deep like he’s seen Jack do. Tyler put his weight into it and slid deeper into CJ. “Ohhhh my gooooood!!!! Fuuuuck! That feels so fucking weird!”
“Holy fucking shit! I never got this deep! Fuck yeah boy!!” Tyler was fascinated at the depth he achieved. “Harry! Look!”
“Yeah…Jack and I do that all the time.”
***
“Jack, I’m glad we can give you a place to stay tonight. Um, I kinda had an idea though. I was afraid to ask you. I thought it was dumb and you’d say no, but since you’re here… I wonder…”
“Finn? What are you up to? You had an ulterior motive for letting me stay here, didn’t you?”
“Sorry, Jack. I wasn’t trying to be disingenuous. I, um, wanted to do something special for Chandler’s birthday. It’s today.”
“And what did you have in mind for Chandler’s birthday?”
“Well, what did you have in mind?”
“Never mind, Jack. It’s stupid. I have cake. That’s enough.”
“Finn! Tell me what you wanted to do? I’m here now, so let’s hear what you were thinking.”
“Would you be willing to… to be, um, Chandler’s gift?”
“You want me to be Chandler’s gift? Like how?”
“Follow me.” Finn led Jack to their bedroom. Jack was quite surprised to see what was set up there. “Chandler and I have been experimenting with new stuff. You actually helped knock that domino down for us. I think you really got to him when he finally got to be with you at your wild party.”
“I’m glad he was paying attention. And it’s nice to see you guys trying new things. Who is the one usually in the sling?”
“Me, of course. But, I am pushing his limits. I got him in it a couple of times.” Finn walked over to the sling and held onto the chains suspending it from the ceiling. He stroked the leather stirrups. “We kinda went all out on this. It’s really nice. Do you think you’d want to try it? I, um, was thinking you could be in it to surprise Chandler. That was my plan. What do you think?”
“I like it. Just tell me what you want and I’ll do it.” Over the next hour, Finn went over his plan and prepared Jack for Chandler’s arrival. Finn was quite prepared for this encounter, almost as if he knew Jack would agree to it. When Chandler came home, Finn met him at the door and brought him to the bedroom.
As Chandler stepped through the door, the sight before him was beyond his wildest imagination. Finn had gone all out for his birthday surprise, and there, suspended in the sling they had been experimenting with in their bedroom was Jack – Chandler's crush – completely naked and bound up. His body glistened with a fine sheen of sweat, a silent testament to his willingness to serve. Finn, unable to contain his excitement, had a devilish grin spread across his face as he looked at Chandler, his eyes gleaming with mischief. "Surprise, boss," he purred, gesturing to Jack.
“You did this for me, Redwood?" Chandler's eyes grew wide, his heart racing as he took in the scene. He was unsure of what was happening but feeling an undeniable stirring. This was definitely not the surprise he expected for his 20th birthday.
“I love you so much Chandler and I love to see you so happy.”
Finn looked at Chandler with a burning intensity, expressing his love and loyalty. Chandler's eyes traveled over Jack's bound form, the sling holding him in place like a tempting prize. Stepping closer to Jack, Chandler ran his hands along his thighs, marveling at Finn's attention to detail. Jack was completely bound: locked in chastity, gagged with a riding bit, cuffed at the wrists and ankles, and locked into stirrups. His balls were weighted down and his nipples clamped with a chain between them. A thick leather collar adorned his neck, while a large butt plug kept him stretched and ready for Chandler's pleasure.
Finn took a step closer and in a seductive voice asked, "Do you like your gift, boss?"
“I fucking love it! And I love you, Finn. You’re freaking awesome.” Chandler turned and grabbed Finn, pulling him down for a kiss.
Jack was enjoying the scene. He liked seeing Chandler and Finn connect on this level, and appreciated the thought Finn had put into this. He also was excited for what was to come. Chandler was a hot boy, a more compact version of Aidan, with the same attitude as well.
“And look at you! You look hot, Redwood! So fucking hot!!” Chandler leaned back and took in Finn’s tall, 6’5” frame wrapped in a full body harness, his average cock tucked away into a leather jock.
“I wanted every bit of this to be special, boss. There’s something else for you, if you want to wear it.” Finn gestured to a black velvet box on the bed. Chandler opened it up to find a leather chest harness, leather arm band and leather baseball cap with the word ‘ALPHA’ embroidered on it in red.
Chandler's emotions were bubbling up, so he turned his attention to the box in front of him before facing Finn. He didn't want to show any vulnerability. After regaining his composure, Chandler donned the hat and turned to face Finn “You are fucking perfect.” He quickly stripped out of his clothes and put on his new gear. “Are there any limits? Can I do whatever the fuck I want?”
“He’s all yours to do with as you please. Jack agreed to everything. Um, tonight is probably a one time thing, though. He might stay with us a few other nights. But tonight, Jack is all yours. I’m here to assist however you need me.”
“Nice. Then lube me up and get his ass lubed up too.” Chandler stepped back and folded his arms while Finn followed his orders. Chandler’s thick nine inch pole was greased up and ready to fill Jack’s used up hole. Finn removed the plug from Jack's stretched opening, causing it to slowly contract. Finn then stood back, waiting for Chandler's next move.
Chandler took a moment to appreciate the sight of Jack bound before him, savoring the anticipation of what was to come. Leaning in close, he whispered, "I am going to fucking own you tonight. Are you ready for me to use the fuck out of you? Fuck. I have been dreaming of this for so fucking long. Ready?" Jack eagerly nodded, his eyes filled with desire. After the rough month he had, he needed this release and was more than willing to let Chandler take control. With one thrust, Chandler entered him fully, pausing to relish the feeling of being inside Jack. A devilish grin spread across his face as he watched Jack's eyes close in pleasure.
Jack's hole, warm and velvety, engulfed Chandler’s hard member, nearly overwhelming him with pleasure. He gritted his teeth to keep from cumming as he started to move, finding a rhythm that gradually intensified with each thrust. The sling creaked in unison with his motions, a subtle reminder of their dominant-submissive dynamic. Finn approached from behind, standing close to his boy, massaging his shoulders and grinding against him, further heightening the intensity of the experience.
With each thrust, Chandler felt a level of intimacy with Jack that he never knew was possible. It went beyond the other times where he was more reserved, more polite. Now he was taking Jack as his own, claiming him as his submissive. Even if it was just for a night, it was everything to Chandler who has been dreaming about Jack long before even meeting him. This attraction went beyond just physical desire, he admired Jack, respected him. And now, he was owning him, fucking him for all he was worth. The sounds of Jack’s moans, the feeling of Finn’s touch, drove Chandler to pick up the pace, driving deeper into Jack with every stroke. The tension grew until finally, with a roar of release, Chandler exploded inside Jack, filling him with his boy seed.
Throughout the night, Chandler had his way with Jack, fucking him, fisting him using him hard. He had Finn fist Jack too and they both shoved their arms deep into Jack’s well used hole. Hours had gone by and Finn thought maybe it was time to wrap up and get some sleep.
“Oh no, Redwood, I have one more thing I want to do. You said I could do anything I wanted, right?”
“Of course, boss. I just don’t want to hurt Jack or anything.”
“Jack is fine, aren’t you Jack?” Jack nodded weakly, but he was willing to continue. This wasn’t something he couldn’t handle. Jack had been through much harder use. Whatever Chandler had in mind couldn’t have been too bad. “See?”
“Ok, but just one thing. I am wiped out. I am going to bed after this, ok?”
“I will too. Finn, this has been fucking amazing. I can’t thank you enough. You too Jack! Thanks for this. It means a lot.” Chandler hesitated a moment, just to appreciate how awesome this whole scene was. “Finn, can you go get my baseball bag?”
“What are you going to do with that?”
“Just get it. You’ll see.” While Finn was getting the bag, Chandler walked over to Jack and whispered in his ear. “Fuck, Jack. You are a fucking machine. This is so fucking awesome. You are ok, right?” Jack nodded. “Good, because I have always wanted to fuck someone with a baseball bat. Are you game?” Jack nodded again. “Don’t worry, I’m not a fucking maniac. I won’t hurt you.”
Finn returned with the bag full of bats, gloves and balls. “Here you go boss.”
“Perfect!” Chandler started rummaging through the bag pulling out different types of bats. He settled on a nice, smooth aluminum one. “What do you think, Jack? It’s a top of the line, regulation bat. Think you can handle it?”
“Chandler! What are you doing? You will hurt him!”
“No, baby, I won’t. Jack is cool with it, right?” Jack nodded. “Do you like this one, Jack? I’ve hit a bunch of runs with this. It's my lucky bat.” Once again, Jack nodded his approval.
“Shit. This is wild. I’ve never seen anything like this in person. Just in porn!”
Chandler had the biggest, most mischievous grin on his face. He was going to live out yet another fantasy, fucking a guy with a baseball bat. Even better, he was going to fuck Jack Holden with a baseball bat, his lucky bat.
Chandler lubed up the bat, with the same care and attention that he had shown earlier to both himself and Jack. He slid it, with agonizing slowness, into Jack's already stretched hole, enjoying every centimeter of resistance that melted away under his practiced touch. Jack gasped as he felt the cold aluminum enter him, stretching him in a different way than before. His eyes locked onto Chandler's as they both made sure everything was ok. Chandler couldn't help but grin widely, the trust that Jack was placing in him, allowing him to do this taboo act, only heightened the eroticism of the moment.
With the bat about two thirds inside Jack, Chandler started to slowly pull it out, until only the very tip remained inside. Then he began to move it back and forth, in and out of Jack's abused passage. Chandler's breathing quickened as he found a rhythm, his hips gyrating in time with the motions of the bat.
Finn couldn't help but be entranced by the scene before him. The contrast between Chandler's look of sheer pleasure and Jack's face contorted in pain and ecstasy was intoxicating. He found himself hardening again, despite just having come multiple times, a testament to the intensity of the moment they were all sharing together.
"Fuck," Chandler panted as he continued to thrust inside Jack with long, slow motions that seemed to last an eternity each time he went in, then he would slide back out again. “This is fucking incredible!!” Jack moaned louder as Chandler picked up speed, fast enough to push limits, but not enough to do damage. Sweat glistened on their bodies from the intensity of this wild scene.
As Chandler continued to fuck Jack with the bat, Finn couldn't help but feel a twinge of jealousy that it wasn't him being fucked by his superstar athlete boyfriend’s lucky bat that he’d see him win so many games with. Chandler looked over at Finn, let out a lustful growl and looked down at his raging hard on. Finn knew exactly what he wanted. Finn immediately knelt in between Chandler and Jack and took his boy’s cock deep in his throat. “Awww fuck yeah!!!” Chandler shouted as he fucked Finn’s face with his cock and Jack’s ass with the bat.
Finn's warm, wet mouth only heightened the already-intense sensation for Chandler as he continued to plunge the baseball bat in and out of Jack's greedy hole. Chandler could feel his orgasm building, drawn out by the forbidden nature of what he was doing to Jack and Finn’s choking on his cock.
Jack's eyes were tightly shut, his face a mask of pleasure and pain as he endured the unorthodox invasion. Chandler slowed down, not wanting to end the moment too soon. Jack savored each deep thrust of the bat, feeling it slide in him as if it were made to be there. He couldn't believe how good this felt, how it erased the traumatic memories of when Joshua had a bunch of thugs do the same to him.
Chandler's cock throbbed in Finn's mouth, he could feel the tension building inside him, as if he were a tightly wound spring about to uncoil. Jack moaned louder and louder with each powerful plunge of the bat into his well-stretched hole, pushing them all closer to the edge together. Chandler bit his bottom lip in an attempt to hold back his orgasm but it was no use.
With one last deep drive of both bat and cock into their respective recipients, Chandler roared out like a beast as he came hard into Finn's mouth, almost choking him with the torrent of cum flowing from him. Finn let out a yelp as he shot his load onto the floor. Poor Jack, locked in chastity, wasn’t able to cum, but he could feel the agonizing pressure of his little cock needing release that it wasn’t going to get. Chandler pulled back, dropping the bat to the floor, and plopped down on the floor himself.
Chandler leaned against the wall while panting heavily. Finn was unbuckling the various restraints and helping get Jack released from the sling. They had removed the nipple clamps and ball weights earlier in the night. This was the first time in hours that Jack’s mouth was free. Out of nowhere, Chandler just shouted out with excitement.
“FUCK!! That was fucking in-fucking-credible!!!”
