Date: Tue, 30 Mar 2004 13:07:51 -0800 (PST)
From: Lillian Luthor <lilli_luthor1961@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Matthew Chronicles - Chapter 9

The Matthew Chronicles - Chapter 9
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Disclaimers and warnings:  See Chapter 1
Dedication:  For Jim, a loyal reader and good friend

Jim headed straight to the hotel where Chad was staying.  It was worst than
he imagined.  It was a seedy dingy little place where he imagined guests
rented by the hour.  A few young men loitered in the doorway.  Jim didn't
stop by the makeshift front desk hidden behind Plexiglas, but took the
stairs two at a time up to the third floor.  He walked down the dark
corridor that reeked of urine and knocked on the dented metal door of room
32.

Chad looked through the peephole and smirked before opening the door and
allowing his former associate in.

"You're not what I expected and you're early, but you'll do", the portly
man said smugly.

"You didn't think I would actually hand Matt over to you did you?"  Jim
schooled his features to hide his contempt for the man.

"So what... you came here to offer yourself up in his place?" Chad leered
at the blonde as he spoke.

"I came here" Jim began, emphasizing each word carefully, " to tell you
that you've made a huge mistake."

"And what mistake is that", Chad smirked.

"Well first of all, when you blackmail someone you shouldn't send traceable
messages linking you to the blackmail."

Chad's complexion turned a bright red as he realized where Jim was heading
with the conversation.

"I've saved your email.  I think the press would be interested to know how
you procure your talent.  It will be easy to prove the pictures a photo
manipulations, as for your motive, I have witnesses who can prove you
assaulted Matt in the men's room at the party and that this harassment was
brought on by his spurning your advances."

Chad stammered trying to gain his composure and regain the upper hand.

"I'm sure the news of our marriage will make headlines, but a little
publicity isn't such a bad thing. Now if you'll excuse me, my husband and I
have an engagement to attend."

Jim turned to leave, satisfied that he had shocked his former partner
enough to buy some time before having to deal the possibility of having his
private life made public.

"Oh, and there is just one more thing", Jim said approaching Chad swiftly.

Grabbing the overweight agent by the collar, he slammed him against the
wall with such force that a sickening cracking sound was mad as his head
made contact with the wall.  Chad let out a small whimpering sound and
slumped a little in Jim's grasp, looking at him slightly dazed from the
force of the blow.

"If you ever touch Matt again..."

Jim smiled a fiendish smile that sent a chill up Chad's spine.  He released
the man straightening his rumbled collar.

"I think you get the picture," Jim said patting the man's cheek with enough
force to cause him to wince.

Jim ran down the stairs and exited the building quickly.  His heart was
racing as he started his car and sped down the street heading back towards
the house they were renting while staying in Vancouver.

"I hope you know what you're doing", he said out loud.

Jim was hoping that calling Chad's bluff would be enough to scare him away,
but somewhere deep inside, he knew they hadn't heard the last of Chad
Russell.  Jim vowed to put thoughts of Chad aside for the night.  He didn't
doubt that Chad would think twice about his threats, but tonight was he and
Matt's six-month anniversary, and Mike and Tom's party.  Running his hands
through his hair, he gathered his composure as he turned into the driveway.

Shooting had been over for about an hour, so Matt was home relaxing on the
couch when Jim returned.

"Oh there you are", Matt smiled, "I thought you went to the party without
me."

Jim pulled the seated man out of his chair and into his arms.  "First of
all, the party's not till this evening, and second of all, I'd never do
anything without you", he said kissing his lover between words.

Matt relaxed in Jim's strong arms.  During their stay in Vancouver, Jim and
Tom had worked out religiously every morning and the results were obvious.
Jim would come to the set exhausted and Matt knew that more than iron was
getting pumped at their sessions.  He didn't mind though.  He was for
anything that would build Jim's self-esteem.  He hoped a hottie like Tom
Wellling taking interest in him would do just that.

"So where did you go that was so important?"  Matt asked.

" I just made a few calls before we came and one of my contacts sent me an
email asking to meet with me", Jim lied.

"So, how did the meeting go?"

"What is this, twenty questions?" Jim snapped.

Matt was stunned at his lover's sudden outburst and pulled away from him.
"I ...I just was interested in your day.  Sorry for asking."  Turning he
went to the bedroom and slammed the door.

Jim let out a long sigh.  He wanted to go after Matt and explain what was
going on, but he couldn't.  Their anniversary wasn't turning out the way he
had planned.  He walked over to the bar and poured himself a scotch.  He
didn't normally drink in the middle of the day, but he was tense and wanted
something to calm himself before he went in to explain himself to the young
man who was probably now sulking in the bedroom.  Changing his mind, he
fixed two drinks and walked down the corridor that led to the master
bedroom.  He awkwardly opened the door, managing not to spill any of the
liquor as he did so.  ### Matt sat on the window seat staring out across
the yard.  In the distance he could see Granville Island.  He had been
thinking about the day they first arrived for filming and he and Jim had
driven over and stayed in a rustic bed and breakfast there.  In the morning
they had made love.  It was one of the few times Jim had been the
aggressor.  He had pulled Matt's arms over his head and entwined their
fingers together.  Matt closed his eyes as his husband kicked his legs
apart and pressed his naked body close to his own.  He rocked back and
forth against him and the friction of warm flesh against warm flesh made
him instantly hard.

Jim's upper body was muscular and firm.  His chest was pressed tightly to
Matt's, his thighs had one of Matt's legs trapped between them and their
cocks bumped against each other's.  Jim never entered him, but instead
rubbed himself erotically against Matt.  Matt remembered biting his lip to
keep from screaming out Jim's name.  Then Jim had flipped him over and
brushed his length along the crevice of Matt's ass.  It was the sexiest
thing Matt had ever experienced.  Jim's chest pressed close to Matt's back.
Every inch of their bodies made contact with each other.  The blonde
continued to thrust his cock along his lovers butt, all the while pressing
down and causing friction between the brunette's cock and the mattress.

When Matt couldn't take any more, he reached beneath himself and stroked
his shaft to the slow rhythm with which Jim rode him.  Jim placed his hands
on Matt's hips and used them for leverage as he continued to tease Matt's
ass by dragging his nine inches along his butt.  He then spread his cheeks
for better contact and pushed and pushed until Matt came screaming into the
mattress.  His cheeks clenched against Jim's length and Jim had joined him
flooding his crack with his warm seed.

Matt's thoughts returned to the present when he heard his husband fumbling
at the door.  He smiled fondly when he saw him carrying two drinks.
Whenever they fought, it wasn't long before one of them made a gesture of
conciliation.  Jim joined his beautiful spouse on the window seat and
handed him a drink.

"Happy anniversary darling.  I love you."

"I love you too."

"Why don't we do a little private celebrating before we go to the party",
Jim suggested.

The two finished their drinks and headed for the bed.  When they finally
woke, it was dark outside and they were running late for the festivities.