Date: Mon, 26 Aug 2002 17:32:29 -0700 (PDT) From: Author James <authorjames2002@yahoo.com> Subject: Trials of a Real Dark Knight 18 Disclaimer: This story, though maybe not in this chapter but in subsequent chapters, will have celebrities in it. I have no knowledge of their sexuality and this is not intended to imply their sexuality. This is all from my own mind. Buffy, the Vampire Slayer, Angel and all related characters created by Joss Whedon. Copyright 20th Century Fox. Batman, and all related characters created by Bob Kane. Copyright DC Comics and Warner Bros. X-MEN, and all related characters created by Stan Lee. Copyright Marvel Comics and 20th Century Fox. The Vampire Chronicles and all related characters created by Anne Rice. Copyright Anne O'Brien Rice. Star Wars and all related concepts created by or based on the universe created by George Lucas. Copyright 20th Century Fox, LucasFilms Ltd. and Lucas Books/Ballantine Books. I don't know for sure if I will use all the above elements, but just in case, I have myself covered. This story has taken on a life of its own. From its inception a year ago, I had only thought it would last ten chapters maximum. As you can see, it has grown tremendously. Mostly due to readers emailing me and telling me they've enjoyed it or have received help due to certain issues addressed. I've enjoyed writing this story but it would not have been written without men and women reading it and telling me they've enjoyed it. I do hope that you continue to enjoy each new chapter as our hero lives and grows. I have received many emails from people who have enjoyed it and some from those who do not. I would enjoy hearing from you. Any emails you send, please tell me what chapter and story you are commenting on. Thanks. authorjames2002@yahoo.com I also have several online messenger services. Some of you know them; however, in the recent weeks I've changed my screen name. If you want to chat with me in real time, email me and tell me the services you use and I will tell you my screen name. Author's Note: The Boy Band Story Awards is coming up. If any of you would like to nominate my story for anything, I believe the nominations begin October 1st. I got into writing because I wanted to create these characters and tell their stories. I didn't expect the story to grow like it has. If I didn't have readers, it probably would not have lasted as long as it has. Thank you for your support. Chapter 18 Examinations Lance and I pulled up to the Emergency Room and parked the SUV. We climbed out and I followed him into the hospital. He went into the E.R. receptionist and let her know why he was here. She called for the Triage nurse to come and the young man came to get us. Following him back, he did the preliminary work, checked vitals and such. We were escorted into a room deep within the hospital and Lance was told to disrobe. "Do you want me to wait outside?" I asked. Lance looked at me confused. "No. Of course not. Why would I want you to do that?" "I don't know," I replied. "You are undressing. That is a very vulnerable position to be in, especially after what you've been through." "But Eric, I trust you and love you." "Still," I replied. "People tend to have issues with such things, no matter who is present." "Eric, it sounds as if you want me to have issues with this." "Not at all," I replied smiling a little. "I just want you to be sure. I don't want feelings to transfer." "Its okay, Eric. I promise." Lance disrobed and put on his hospital gown. Then he lay down on the bed and we waited for the attending doctor to show up. Surprisingly, we didn't have to wait long before the doctor came in and sat down. "Hello, Lance," the doctor greeted. "I'm Dr. Westfield." "Hi, Doctor. This is my partner, Eric McCoy." "Nice to meet you, Eric," he said, shaking my hand. "What brings you here, Lance?" "My previous boyfriend was rough with me." "He abused you." The doctor stood and approached Lance. "Where exactly did he hurt you?" "He abused me sexually." "Oh," the doctor answered. "You will need to tell me what he did so I will know where to examine you." "We did mostly anal and oral sex." When Lance said this, he looked up at me to gauge my reaction. It hurt but I didn't let it show. After what happened with Christian and me, I was in no place to be hurt. Besides, it wasn't like Lance purposely cheated on me. He thought I was dead. And in my case, I had no idea who I was. I didn't know if I was involved with anyone or not. I reached down and took his hand and nodded, smiling down at him. Lance smiled back and then gave his attention back to the doctor. "We are going to have to run a battery of tests. Did he use a condom?" "No," Lance answered. "We will have to look for any fluids inside you that belong to him. The examination won't be very pleasant, as these tend to be very intrusive on the body. Are you sure you want to go through this?" "If this will help the police put him away, of course I do." The doctor nodded. "A nurse will be in to prep you and an orderly will take you to the room." "Thank you, doctor." The doctor nodded and left leaving Lance and I alone for the moment. "I'm scared, Eric." "I'm right here." "I know. That's what is giving me the strength to go through this." I kissed Lance on the forehead and held his hand. We sat in silence until the nurse came in along with an orderly. "I'm sorry, sir, but friends are not allowed in the exam room. It is a small room with lots of equipment and there won't be room for the doctor, the patient and me. If you would be so kind as to wait out in the waiting room." "Okay," I replied. "How long will it take?" "About an hour. The tests are very delicate since they concern internal areas." "I don't want Eric in the waiting room," Lance said. "Can I wait outside the room?" "Of course," the nurse replied. After moving Lance to a gurney, the orderly wheeled Lance out with me beside him. As we approached the room, Lance squeezed my hand. "It will be okay," I assured. "Be strong. I'll be right outside." I kissed Lance on the head and released my grip as the orderly wheeled Lance inside. The nurse smiled at me. "We'll take good care of him." The nurse patted me on the shoulder, entered, and closed the door behind her leaving me in the hallway alone. The hospital was dead. I didn't see any nurses or orderlies or anyone pass me in the first ten minutes of standing in the hallway. Feeling a little bored and needing to occupy my mind so my imagination wouldn't run away with me, I decided to look around a bit, but not stray too far from the room in case they finished and Lance wanted to see me. I went right of the room and headed down the corridor until I came to the first intersection. A few nurses walked further down the hall to their station. I turned left and continued down. The corridor didn't last long as a set of double doors was closed and a sign "Hospital Employees Only Passed This Point" attached to the door. Above the door was a blue sign with big white letters spelling out the word "MORGUE". I turned around not wanting to go any further. Not that I was even allowed any further. I had seen enough death in my life that I didn't want to witness any more. A doctor walked passed me and entered the Morgue. I turned and watched him go down the darkened corridor and turn right. No doubt that was where the bodies were kept for examination to determine cause of death. Or that was the place bodies were prepared for transport to the funeral homes and morticians to do their work. I turned back around and headed away from the Morgue and back toward the exam room Lance was in. The door was still closed so I knew they were still busy with him. I found a chair nearby and sat down leaning my head against the wall. A raucous came from down the hall where the Morgue was. I turned and looked and two naked persons came running into the intersection. "What the..." I muttered. The two people turned in my direction and I knew why they were running around naked. They were dead bodies from the Morgue. Now, however, they were undead. Their foreheads were bumpy with yellow, demonic eyes staring out. I stood to confront them. The vampires growled at me, turned and ran the other way toward the nurse's station. I couldn't let them get hurt, but I had no weapons either. "Think, Eric," I muttered. On the wall was a drinking fountain. Thinking back, I remembered when I prayed over the ordinary water and it became holy water and burned Turic. 'If it worked once, it should work again,' I thought. I grabbed a plastic container on a nearby cart, ran over to the drinking fountain and filled it with water. Then I prayed over it and ran after the vampires. Faced away from me, the vampires didn't notice me closing in on them. When in range, I threw the water on them, waiting for them to smoke under the power of something holy on them. Nothing happened except they were wet. 'What went wrong?' I asked myself. The two vampires turned to me and growled again. Then, for the second time that night, they turned and went after someone else. 'This doesn't make sense. Twice they could have gotten me and fed off me and twice they went the other way. I prayed over the water to make it holy water but it had no affect on them.' A nurse screamed as a vampire grabbed her and turned her around to feed. I couldn't allow it to happen. I grabbed a nearby tape dispenser and threw it at the vampire, hitting it in the head. It turned and looked at me almost as if it were confused by my actions. Taking advantage of this, I ran and jumped over the counter tackling the vampire. The nurse was freed and she ran into the nearest room to check on the patients. The vampire kicked me off and stood. I stood up ready to defend myself against it. The vampire swung its bare foot at me. I blocked it. The vampire punched at me. I blocked, rolled into the vampire and elbowed it in the face. Then I swung my fist upwards and connected with its chin. The vampire's head jerked back with the impact. The other vampire grabbed me and threw me over the counter of the nurse's station. Then it jumped over the counter and attacked me. It grabbed me by the throat and lifted me off the ground growling and snarling at me. An arrow flew into the demon's chest and it turned to dust. I fell to the floor and landed on my feet clutching my throat, gulping at air. Turning to the direction the arrow came, I saw Batgirl engaging the other vampire. It swung its fist at her. Batgirl blocked and kicked catching the demon in the stomach. Snapping her leg up, she kicked the vampire in the face and it flipped in the air, landing on its back. Batgirl wasted no time. She pulled a wooden stake out and jammed it into the vampire's heart. I stood and moved toward her. "Are you okay?" she asked. "I'm fine," I said coughing. "You really shouldn't take on two vampires without weapons. Actually, you shouldn't take on two vampires, period." I nodded at her. "Are you sure you're okay?" she asked again. I nodded and took another deep breath. "Do you know if any of the vampires bit any patients?" "I don't think so. I saw them come out of the Morgue and down this way. I don't think they entered any rooms." Batgirl nodded. "Check the rooms for anyone bitten. I'll check out the Morgue. Be sure to let me know if you find anyone." Batgirl headed off to the Morgue. I checked all the rooms. The most damage done was nurses and patients being shook up by the frightful events. When I finished, I headed toward the Morgue to find Batgirl coming out. "The doctor in the Morgue was bitten and turned. I had to stake him. I'll let the nurses know." Batgirl walked past me back to the nurse's station. I walked back to the exam room where Lance was. What transpired bothered me greatly. Not getting beat by two vampires. I was ill-prepared. It was to be expected. But I prayed over the water, nothing happened. When I faced the vampires, they were confused that I was fighting them. They didn't give me a second glance though as a possibility to feed. What was going on with that? The doors opened and I saw got a glimpse of Lance lying on a table with his legs being lowered. There was a tear coming down his cheek and I knew this examination upset him. I didn't know the details, and I wasn't sure if I wanted to. "Can I go in now?" I asked the Orderly who came out of the room. "Lance will be out in a few minutes. If you would like to wait in his original room, that would be fine. We will bring him down shortly." "How did he do?" "I really can't say, since I'm just an Orderly," the young man replied. He walked past me back to his duties. I headed back to Lance's room and sat down in the chair. In a few moments, the Orderly and doctor came in with Lance on the gurney. He didn't look happy at all. I stood up and went over to him. He tried to smile but he couldn't. "How did things go?" I asked the doctor. "Lance has some internal injuries, nothing severe and they will heal on their own. He will just have to be careful as to the activity he engages in." "Is there any sign of abusive behavior?" "Very clearly. Someone pushing too hard, way too hard, caused the internal damage that was done. Had the guy been any longer or thicker he could have done severe damage." "Thanks for everything, doctor. I'm sure the police will be contacting you concerning this." The doctor nodded. "The nurse will be here in a few minutes to give you care instructions. Lance can get ready to go." "Thanks," I said to the doctor. Once the doctor and Orderly left, I turned to see Lance choking back tears. I walked over to him and placed my hands on his shoulders. "What happened?" "I know what women have to go through to get checked out. It wouldn't have been so bad if there weren't such damage on the inside. I feel so...exposed." I brought Lance close to me and held him tight. "It's going to be okay." Lance nodded to me and I released my embrace. I helped him get dressed. As I finished tying his shoes, the nurse came in. "Hello, gentlemen, here are the doctor's instructions." The nurse went over the activities Lance could and could not do. Sitting for any length of time was a bad thing and doing any type of activity where he would have to clench his butt cheeks was off limits. Granted, how many activities can you think of where you would have to actually do that, but still. The nurse had Lance sign the papers and she gave us our papers. We thanked her and headed back to the house. Lance didn't say a word the entire trip. I drove us into the garage and we climbed out and went inside. "Is there anything you want?" I asked. "Only you and I have that." He smiled at me, even though he was experiencing discomfort. My heart melted and I took him into my arms again. "Let's go upstairs and lay down." We climbed the stairs and went into the bedroom. I made Lance lay down on the bed while I undressed him. The first thing I removed was his shoes and socks. I tickled his feet a little and he jerked them away with a giggled "stop." I moved up to his shirt and pulled it off over his head. He sat up for me to do this. When I saw his bare chest, feelings deep inside me stirred that had been dormant. It wasn't like what happened with Justin. This was deeper, more intense. This was love. I know what some of you are thinking. My moment with Justin was infidelity with Lance. If you recall, I had no inkling Lance was unhappy. If he were happy with Paul, I would not be here right now, even though I deeply loved him. That was evidenced by what I felt when I saw his bare chest. Lance looked up into my eyes and I could tell what he was feeling. I felt it, too. I moved down to his jeans and unbuckled his belt. After unfastening his pants and pulling down the zipper, I slowly moved them down. He lifted his butt up so I could pull them down to his knees. There, I lifted his legs and pulled them off. I could see in his boxer briefs his bulge growing. He was turned on, even after he went through. I turned him on. I knew what it was. It was what I was feeling. It was because it was me. I looked into his eyes for confirmation that he wanted me to continue. He looked deeply into my eyes and nodded. I smiled at him and nodded in response. Then I moved up to his waistband of his boxer briefs and pulled the elastic ever so gently away from his waist. Then, I pulled down over his hardening cock. He lifted up his butt again so I could pull his underwear down. After I got them up, I moved up to his fully erect dick and saw the precum glistening at the slit. My tongued darted out my mouth and caressed the flesh and the clear, thick liquid drawing it into my mouth. Lance moaned the familiar moan I was used to and I moved his legs up onto the bed. "Here, let me undress you," he said. "No," I replied. "Tonight, it's about you." I opened my mouth and took him all the way in. He was my lover. I had practiced this on him before. As I bobbed my head up and down, I undid my own pants and pulled them down as far as I could. Then I unbuttoned my shirt. I stopped doing Lance long enough to remove my clothing, then I continued. As I sucked Lance, my own cock was hardening and precum was oozing out of the head. I was getting so stimulated sucking Lance. As I continued, I thought of doing what I did with Justin, only not so extreme. I reached out my molecules to feel what Lance was feeling. To my utter amazement, I felt such a deep love. It was overwhelming. I could feel the way Lance felt about me. And in return, he felt what I felt about him. The simple oral sex I was giving him became ten, no, one hundred times more intense. I felt it myself in my own erection. I felt the love, the pleasure, all of it all through my body. This spurned me on to increase the pleasuring. After what turned out to be twenty minutes of me blowing Lance, he was grunting and moaning in such pleasure as if we were making love. I admit, I was moaning as I was sucking him. We both got louder and harder and hornier. Our orgasms approached and at the same exact moment, we both climaxed. Never before had I experienced such an intense orgasm. The dream I had about William was nothing compared to this. I covered Lance's leg and the bed with my own fluid and Lance shot load after load in my mouth and down my throat. This simple blowjob felt like we had been making love for over an hour. In a sense, this blowjob was us making love. Our bodies, our hearts, our souls had become one. We truly shared this moment of intimacy, shared it completely. I kissed up Lance's body to his face and we kissed for a bit. Then, he and I cuddled together and we fell asleep in each other's arms. To Be Continued... What do you think of Lance and Eric's first night of intimacy after being away for so long? If you think about it, just them cuddling the first night was a night of intimacy. They were together sharing what they were feeling. Intimacy isn't just a physical thing. People can and should be emotionally intimate. It is part, a major part, of a serious relationship of any kind, from friendship to lovers.