Date: Mon, 1 Sep 2008 04:55:14 -0700 (PDT)
From: James Jones <jacanakid21@yahoo.com>
Subject: Maxie and Tony pt. 4

This story is based on the UK Tv show Skins, I have altered the story line
somewhat, I hope you enjoy my rendition.It contains males having sex with
males so if you don't enjoy such material or you are under age or it is
illegal where you live to read such stories.

Your comments and suggestions are welcome at justjames17@gmail.com all
emails answered except flames which are extinguished on arrival.

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            Maxie and Tony Part 4, by justjames17.


Shortly after Maxie and Tony's last tryst Tony was hanging about outside the
club where Anwar was celebrating his birthday he couldn't face being made
look an idiot amongst all his mates by Chelle. He'd been talked into going by
Maxie but once there he got cold feet and wouldn't enter the club, he stood
disconsolately outside feeling miserable. Maxie told Chelle Tony was outside
and as she was well away with the grog she went out to give him a piece of
her mind.

She burst from the club to see Tony standing there alone and head hung
down, she approached him bristling with indignation, "You total tosser Tony
why are you hanging about here, don't you know your aren't welcome?"

Tony stood silently, a tear ran down his smooth cheek and he cried, "Chelle I
love you I'm sorry for doing Maxie it will never happen again."

Chelle strode towards him her fists clenched and Tony moved quickly back
stepping off the pavement directly in front of a speeding bus, his body was
hurled into the air to smack down hard, his head crunching on the roadway
as his body catapulted arse over tit for some meters before coming to rest in
a crumpled heap on the wet road. Chelle screamed piercingly causing people
to rush from the party, Maxie stopped dead in his tracks seeing Tony's
crumpled body bleeding and contorted, he looked at Chelle's still open but
now soundlessly screaming mouth then rushed to his mate's side.

Sid too had stopped in his tracks but he fumbled for his cell phone to dial 999
for an ambulance, he then ran to kneel in the pouring rain holding Tony's
limp hand as his glasses fogged up in the downpour. Maxie knelt on the other
side gently touching Tony's pasty white cheek and brushing the wet hair from
his forehead as he cried, "Tony, oh Tony don't you die, please don't die, we
all love you mate."

Tony's blood diluted by the rain was washing into the gutter as he bled
copiously from the huge gash on his head, his limbs twisted and bent
grotesquely but neither lad was game to try to move the unconscious lad. The
ambulance arrived tyres squelching on the flooded roadway as it pulled up
lights flashing flickering red and blue casting colours that sparkled on the wet
road and buildings nearby. The paramedics rushed to the group and gently
moved Sid and Maxie aside as they began checking Tony's vital signs, they
gently manoeuvred his saturated body onto a body board before lifting him
and placing him on a gurney and wheeling him into the rear of the
ambulance.

They slammed the doors and with a wail of the siren it surged off into the
dark wet night heading for the hospital.

Maxie and Sid stood side by side watching the vehicle disappear from view,
the murmur of hushed voices surrounded them as the rain pelted down on
their wet heads as they shivered from shock and the cold. Chris half whacked
on grog rang Tony's mum telling her he was on his way to hospital and what
happened, then joined Maxie and Sid leading them off the road to shelter
under the veranda outside the club. He stood between his dripping mates an
arm around each one's shoulder as he touched heads with them in
commiseration.

Maxie shuddered and lifted his head, his wet blond hair stuck to his face as
he looked at the crowd and Chelle, he was sobbing tears running down
mixing with the rain water. His usually tanned skin was ashen as he
straightened his broad shoulders and said, "I'm going to the hospital, anyone
else coming?"

Sid wailed and snuffled rubbing his nose, "Yeah Maxie I'm coming with you,
let's go mate."

The small group of friends headed inside to gather their coats and stuff
before heading off to the hospital, outside the bus driver was being
interviewed by the plods who had arrived, they left them to it hurrying
through the sheeting downpour, the rain was blowing in fits across the town
as the wind gusted to almost gale force. The group arrived at the hospital
dripping water from their saturated clothing and the congregated together in
a silent forlorn group on the seats. Tony's parents arrived in a flurry of
umbrellas and overcoats as they entered the casualty waiting room, they saw
Tony's friends but ignored them as they cornered the admitting nurse behind
the counter.

After some discussion they were admitted to the emergency area leaving the
group to wait without any news, inside they were shown to where Tony lay in
the cubical on a trolley bed under a white sheet, his face so pale only his dark
hair really made him noticeable and an oxygen mask was covering his nose
and mouth, the attending nurse had cleaned him up and told them they were
about to take him for X-rays and a Cat scan to ascertain what injuries he had
sustained.

Shortly after they arrived Tony was whisked away to have his scans and his
parents walked out to the waiting room to confront their son's friends and
find out what occurred. Maxie and Sid shrugged their shoulders unable to
explain but Chelle burst into hysterics wailing, "It was all my fault we were
arguing and he walked backwards and stepped in front of the bus. I'm so
sorry, I want to die."

Sid moved to Chelle's side and hugged her to him sobbing with her as Maxie
sat still ashen faced and trembling with tears running down his smooth
cheeks. They all sat silently, except for the sobbing, lost in their thoughts and
time passed slowly until a doctor arrived and began to discuss Tony's
condition with his parents. They'd discovered a fractured skull a cracked
pelvis and broken legs along with a dislocated shoulder but the biggest worry
was Tony bleeding into his brain causing a massive haematoma. The doctor
advised them Tony was critical and needed urgent surgery, his dad signed the
necessary paperwork and the doctor hurried away.

Next morning the sun rose and the group were still present sprawled out
resting around the waiting room, the doctor appeared saying, "Well we have
been working on Tony for 5 hours and we've done all we can. Its up to him
now and he is fit and strong so he should pull through but it will be a long
slow recovery and we can't guarantee how his brain will heal after such
trauma."

Only his parents were allowed to see him, they spent some time by his bed in
the intensive care ward, Tony lay inert his head swathed in bandages like a
turban, his face pale and motionless as the myriad of machines clicked,
beeped and purred recording his vital signs and keeping him alive in his deep
coma, while his broken legs were encased in plaster. Weeks passed and
slowly Tony's condition improved, he was still unable to talk but he knew
people were there even though his memory was gone, the doctors said he
may recover his memory but there was no guarantee. Sid spent time every
day with Tony just sitting there reading to him or holding his hand. He wished
Chelle would visit and help bear the load but she only showed up once in a
while, Maxie came every day for a brief time but Tony's continuing memory
loss and inability to talk upset him terribly.

Eventually Tony was released from hospital much to everyone's joy but he
was a mere shadow of his former self, his memory was patchy, he was
unable to write and his speech was tardy and hindered. He seemed drawn to
Maxie and would turn up on his doorstep constantly, Maxie looked after him
and encouraged him. When he helped with anything Tony would say, "Do I
have to gay you Maxie?"

They would both giggle and Tony would pop a stiffy but Maxie much as he
desired to kop off with Tony held himself in check, he felt it wasn't right as he
may be taking advantage of his mate in his confused condition. Maxie threw
himself into his dancing to keep his mind off sex and spent a lot of time on
the roof of their tower block dancing his heart out. While there he felt he was
being watched but couldn't see anyone, it was a creepy sensation and made
him feel uncomfortable. He peered around at the surrounding buildings but
couldn't see anyone watching him, he shivered and goose bumps appeared
on his smooth tanned skin.

Maxie left the roof and went down in the lift, the doors opened at a floor and
three skin heads entered the lift, they looked at Maxie and their lips curled up
in a sneer, "Look it's the fag boy, you want to suck our dicks turd burglar?"

Maxie didn't answer their taunts just smiled disarmingly at them, their taunts
became actions as they crowded closely about Maxie who backed into the
corner of the lift as the leader a large overweight thug reached out and
grasped Maxie's not inconsiderable penis. He felt Maxie up and said, "Cor the
queer has a big cock mates let's strip him naked and have some fun with
him."

Maxie struggled but the three skin heads overpowered him gradually stripping
off his shirt and cargos leaving him in just his red and white briefs, one lad
pinched Maxie's large soft puffy nipple hard making him yelp in pain while the
ring leader still stroked Maxie's now semi hard cock. He kept making envious
comments about the size of Maxie's equipment and sounded seriously
envious. While the two henchmen held Maxie by the arms as they twisted
them forcing him to bend over while the leader moved behind Maxie his
hands rubbing the cotton clad orbs of his powerful dancer's buttocks. The lift
jerked to a halt and the doors opened and there stood Maxie's dad with their
dog, He looked at the lads and said calmly, "Everything alright Maxie? You
lads are just leaving I believe but remember I know who you are and I know
all your parents."

The three louts snuck out of the lift and crept away like whipped curs, Maxie
grinned ruefully at his dad and began pulling up his cargos, he tucked his
hard on away and zipped up his fly as his dad gave him a hug and ruffled his
longish golden hair. Maxie grinned at his dad and said, "Thanks dad you
saved me from something but I'm not sure quite what."

They stepped out at their floor and walked to their flat the dog bouncing
ahead tail wagging, crouched on the doorstep they found Tony crying as he
hugged his knees rocking from side to side. Maxie bent down and helped
Tony to his feet then hugged him, Tony rested his head on Maxie's broad
shoulder snuggling his tear damp face into the warm crook of Maxie's neck.
Maxie places one hand on Tony's back and the other on the back of his head
holding him tightly. Slowly Tony calmed down, but as he did his penis began
to swell as he rubbed himself against Maxie's crotch, Maxie led him inside and
up to his bedroom where he sat Tony on the bed and plonked down beside
him.

Tony folded over resting his head on Maxie's lap as Maxie gently rubbed his
head running his fingers through Tony's hair as he said, "What's wrong Tony,
why were you squatting outside the door crying mate?"

Tony snuffled and croaked, "I got lost and couldn't find my way home so I
came here but you weren't home so I waited and I got upset because my
stupid brain doesn't work properly."

Maxie kept stroking Tony's soft hair his other hand rubbed along his mate's
arm, Tony slowly relaxed his limbs unknotted and he closed his eyes. Maxie
watched the transformation on Tony's face as he drifted off to sleep, his
features relaxed and he lost the tormented tension that featured when he
was awake. Tony looked as he did before the accident he looked his old sexy
self with those red pouty kissable lips and the long black soft lashes on his
closed eyelids. Maxie sat there just watching Tony sleep and thinking of their
sexual encounters from the past, he really loved Tony deep down and hoped
he would eventually heal completely and be his old self again.

After an hour Tony awoke and sat up he looked puzzled and confused, the
side of his face was creased from his sleeping on Maxie's lap, Maxie asked
him if he felt ok and he nodded but said nothing. Maxie said, "Come on Tony
I'll take you home your parents will be going spare with worry about you."

Tony frowned and a sullen pout appeared as he said, "I want to stay here
Maxie."

Maxie shook his head and said, "No Tony you need to put in an appearance
at home mate."

Finally Tony let Maxie lead him down stairs and out into the lift, they rode
down to the ground floor and left the block heading for where Tony lived,
they arrived and Maxie fumbled in Tony's pocket looking for his door key but
his fingers encountered much more, Tony had a stiffy of gargantuan
proportions. Maxie pulled his hand out and knocked on the door Maxie's mum
appeared and took Tony by the hand thanking Maxie for bringing him home
then shut the door. Maxie shrugged his shoulders and headed home thinking
how rude she was.

Not long after Tony arrived home he was sitting in his room wearing just a
pair of white boxer briefs and a red t-shirt when the door bell rang, his
mother answered the door and saw Chelle standing there, she was right put
out and told Michelle that she wasn't welcome as she had left her son in the
lurch after the accident. Tony had come down stairs and said that Chelle
could come in so she allowed her past and closed the door. Chelle and Tony
went upstairs and she started to feel the old urges and wanted Tony to make
love to her, she removed her top and flopped on the bed pulling Tony with
her as she began snogging him frantically, Tony lay there hardly moving so
she became more frantic to arouse him.

Her hand moved down grasping Tony's cock and she began squeezing and
rubbing him wih no reaction, she slid her hand inside his pants and grasped
him frantically jerking his pud again nothing Tony remained limp. She began
crying and then she abused him and slapped his face, "Why were you on the
road you fucking stupid plonker."

Tony just sat there unemotionally and his mother having heard the ruckus
opened the door saying, "You had better leave Michelle and stop upsetting
Tony he's not well and you know it."

As she dressed herself Tony said, "I've got a present for your birthday
Chelle."

He reached across and pulled out a small gift-wrapped box handing it to her
saying, "I won't be at your birthday, I don't want to go."

Michelle stormed from the room and pounded down the stairs running out the
front door slamming it behind her. Tony lat back on his bed and began lazily
rubbing himself as he thought of Maxie, his previously unresponsive cock
soon stiffened and tented his white stretchy boxer briefs.



                           To be cumtinued.