Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2002 21:06:07 EST
From: H
Subject: "Soulful Desires 14"

This story contains explicit material that focuses on men loving men and
sharing consensual sexual experiences. If you know this is going to offend
you, then you shouldn't be here in the first place. Any similarities to
plot, setting, themes, etc., are purely coincidental.

Chapter fourteen - expectations beyond


Hey guys, I'm back. I apologize for the long delay, but you know how life
goes. One minute you have a lot of free time on your hand, the next minute
you're busy as hell. Anyway, I hope you enjoy the continuing saga of
"Soulful Desires."

At the hospital...

As Jonathan and my secretary hovered around my bed, we were suddenly
disturbed by a clamor of loud voices on the outside of my room. Before I
could make out the noises, Ryan came charging into my room with a bitching
receptionist tailgating behind him. I was incredulous, we all were. Ryan
hurriedly hopped towards my bedside.

"Sir, you can't be in here..." The receptionist yelled. "Can't you
understand the rules and the regulations of this hospital?"

I was shocked. "What's going on?"

"Taylor, I have to tell you something." Ryan said seriously, as Jonathan
moved aside for him. As he neared me, I instinctively looked down at his
feet and stared in disbelief. Why the hell was Ryan's foot wrapped up in a
bandage? I started to get scared, and I knew it must have shown on my
face. The receptionist left to summon doctor Cordovan. This bitch wasn't
playing.  She was pissed off at Ryan and it showed when she stormed out the
room like a woman gone mad.

"Why all the commotion, Ryan?" I asked, desperately trying to recover from
my bewilderment. "And what the hell happened to your foot?"

"I was shot at." Ryan said quickly.

"Come again?"

"I said I was..."

"I heard you." I said with much alarm. "What do you mean you were shot at?"

Jonathan looked at me, bemused. We couldn't believe the words that were
coming out that boy's mouth.

"Rouge shot at me and I got away." Ryan wasn't holding back at all. "And I
came to warn you that you might be in danger too."

"Back up, what the fuck did you just say?" I felt like I was in a dream. "I
know I didn't misinterpret what you said, but Rouge? Shot you?"

"Taylor, I'm not talking shit here!" Ryan peered into my eyes. Suddenly, I
saw the seriousness in them. "You think I'd be relaxing at home, knowing
you were involved in a serious accident, and not bother to visit you? Adam
doesn't even know where I was for the past few days."

"You are serious." I started.

"I would not lie to you about something like this, Taylor."

Politely, Jonathan interrupted and told me that he thought it would be best
that he and my secretary left, seeming I was confronting a personal matter
with Ryan. He figured it was none of their business to listen in on
it. When I'm well and back on my feet, I'm going to show him how much I
appreciate him for the person he is. I've got to tell him how he amazed me
in so many ways.

"So where have you been staying?" I questioned, finally letting the story
about Rouge settle within my confused mind.

"With this dude who rescued me in the alley."

"I still can't believe this." I said vacantly. I mean, I always thought
something was weird about Rouge, but I never would have dreamt in a million
years that it would be this. "So why do you think Rouge shot at you?"

"The bullet grazed my ankle, but I believe he wanted to kill me because of
Eric?"

"Eric?" The muscles in my forehead came together, as I tentatively eased up
in the bed. "You think he had something to do with Eric's murder?"

"Yeah, why else would that asshole have it in for me?" Ryan was angry and I
could tell by the inflection in his voice.

"You're losing me."

"I heard his conversation on the phone."

"What conversation?" I probed Ryan.

In the middle of Ryan's response, doctor Cordovan and the angry
receptionist pushed open my door and walked in. The receptionist glared at
Ryan.

"That's him right there, doctor. Do you want me to call security?"

Doctor Cordovan just smiled. "No, it's fine. I don't see a problem
Ms. Wincott."

"You sure?" She said, eyeing Ryan with a revengeful stare.

"Of course I'm sure, now go back to your desk. Visiting hours aren't over
yet." Doctor Cordovan said to the receptionist, and then looked at us. "I
apologize for Ms. Wincott actions, if you need anything, you push that red
button next to you and I'll come careening in here like a galloping horse."

I elicited a smile, but my mind was somewhere else. After Doctor Cordovan
left, I turned my attention back to Ryan.

"What did Rouge say that made you think he had something to do with Eric's
death?"

"He said something about being paid to do something. I really wasn't
listening to his friggin conversation, he was the dumbass who gave himself
way."

"Oh my goodness!" I said with alarm.

"What?"

"Adam!"



At Rouge's apartment

Adam was feeling depressed as he walked up Rouge's walkway. He prayed Rouge
was home so he could apologize to him. Then he begin thinking, supposed
Rouge still wanted to fuck him, what was he going to do? What was he going
to say to him this time? This was exactly why Rouge had probably gotten
himself into trouble with the police. He wanted to fuck and Adam didn't
want to. Maybe Adam did want to, but he loved Taylor too much to tear open
his male pussy for another man. His pussy belonged to Taylor and only
Taylor. He couldn't live with himself if he cheated.

Adam knocked on Rouge's door feverishly, calling out his name with the same
energy. But he got no answer. He felt distraught. Where would Rouge be at
this time of night? He instinctively looked around in the parking lot and
was shocked. Rouge's white dodge was parked in its spot, so he had to be
home. He thought, as a young, blond guy, opened the door next to Rouge's
and peered out. He'd heard Adam's loud voice from his bedroom.

"Hello, I'm so sorry." Adam apologized. "Do you know if Rouge is home?"

"The Spanish-looking guy?" He asked, in an effeminate tune of voice. "Oh my
goodness, that boy is fucking cute."

"So?" Adam was impatient.

"He's probably getting his pussy ravished by those lecherous guys?"

"What lecherous guys?" Now Adam felt like he'd caused Rouge to go places he
shouldn't go. Supposed something happens to him? He had to find Rouge at
all costs.

"You don't know?" The blonde guy questioned, flickering his eyes at Adam.

"What the hell are you talking about?"

"He's wanted by the police, honey. I saw his cute ass all over the news."

"Shit!" Adam swore. "Stop fucking around, dude. I need to find Rouge."

"No you didn't!" He exulted. Adam thought this guy was being ridiculous and
he wasn't in the mood for it. "You fine mother fucker, I may be viewed as
everything degrading and detestable, but I'm no fucking liar."

"Look, I didn't mean to sound that way." Adam said, looking at his
watch. He needed to see Taylor before visiting hours were over. "It's just
that I'm on edge right now."

"Whatever, I'm only telling you what I've seen. Why don't you go home and
watch the news, maybe your ass needs to see things to believe them."

The blonde guy closed his door in Adam's face. Adam stood confused. He
didn't want to believe the blonde guy, but he sounded like he was telling
the truth. What had Rouge done that would cause the police to be looking
for him? Adam shook his head, as he incredulously walked back to his
car. He was at a total loss. He had to find Rouge before the police did.

Meanwhile at Toby's place...

>From Toby's computer room, muffled, grunting sounds could be heard, while
slight crashing noises echoed distantly from the closed door. Inside the
computer room, Kaylen energetically pounded a juicy ass against the
wall. The two muscular bodies were drenched in dripping sweat, passionately
indulging themselves in eternal lewdness. Kaylen's thick, throbbing meat
penetrated the prodding hole with precision. The male pussy widened with
each one of Kaylen's powerful thrusts. Noises resonated through the bodies
of the two sexy, gay men, undeniably rhapsodic. They quickly switched into
another lewd position. Kaylen sat on the carpet and spread his husky legs
apart, with his meaty cock pointing towards the ceiling. Without warning, a
warm, succulent hole engulfed his entire cock. He shuttered at the
intensity of the warmth, as the hole comfortably locked its muscle ring
around his shaft.

The guy on top rode Kaylen's swollen cock with a lustful and purposeful
grind. He faced Kaylen's voluptuous looking lips and the urge to ravish
them had overtaken him. He attacked Kaylen's lips and sucked them like
sweet candy. The fast up and down movements started to send Kaylen closer
to the edge. He closed his eyes and held onto the guy with all his
strength. As the guy continued to grind deeply, he pushed up into him,
causing involuntary grunts to escape.

On the outside, Toby pulled up in his jeep. He hurriedly climbed out and
ran towards his door. He'd left his case of CDs in the computer room. He
needed them because a special band was performing tonight at club and
they'd given him a CD to listen to, but he had forgotten it. So he was in a
hurry to get it. He'd left Kaylen at his place because he said he wasn't
feeling well. He hoped he felt better, because he felt horny and he wanted
Kaylen to fuck his brains out in three minutes and then hurry back to the
club. He smiled lustfully, as he pushed open his front door.

In the computer room, Kaylen hugged the guy tighter, as his swollen cock
plowed deeply through his fleshy cunt. Their groans had turned
animalistic. As Kaylen stiffened inside the warm pussy, Toby forcefully
pushed the computer room door open. Kaylen had noticed him, but he was too
far-gone. He just closed his eyes, as his man seed exploded deep within the
receiving cunt. Toby stared and for about ten seconds, he couldn't elicit a
single emotion. The guy was still grinding on Kaylen's penis, as his cock
began ached for release. But Kaylen pushed him off before he
ejaculated. The guy was bemused, but when he saw Toby, he recoiled and then
immediately lost it.

"Toby!" The guy said unexpectedly, with a you-got-caught expression that
grew across his face. He was standing stark naked with his cock exposed to
Toby.

"I wonder what Bryan is going to say when he finds out my man fucked you
senseless." Toby said in a cold, daunting voice. He was seething with
anger, but he refused to show it. He politely walked over to the computer
desk, grabbed his CD case, turned around and walked back out of the
room. Kaylen shouted after him, but he didn't turn around. All he said to
him was, "When I get back, your ass had better be gone. Leave my fucking
key under the mat."

In Orlando at Bruce's place.

The bright morning sun beamed through the glass window in the den, where
Rouge remained motionless on the sofa. He was naked. Cum had hardened on
his stomach and parts of his solid thighs. His cunt was sore and he knew it
was going to be because he hadn't had gay sex in years. Nevertheless, it
was, by far, the best sex he'd ever experienced. Bruce really worked his
pussy last night and he was weak from it all. He was twenty-six and his
life was so fucked up.

As he lay still, he thought about the police and wondered how close they
were tagging his trail. He still thought about turning himself in, but the
decision was harder now. Everything had changed. He'd never expected Bruce
to pursue him the way like he did last night. It threw him off course and
he had to find a way to get focused again. He still didn't know what Bruce
was up to. He had to think of something that would give him the upper hand
over Bruce. Involuntarily, his thoughts reverted to Adam. He still wanted
to be with Adam, but how was he going to make it possible? Adam wouldn't
even know where he was, and if he called him, Adam would want an
explanation..... something he really didn't feel like giving right now.

Upstairs, Bruce showered and cleansed his skin thoroughly. He wickedly
laughed to himself. He had Rouge confused and that's what he wanted. The
sex was good last night, but he had to stay on top of his game. Bruce was a
man who could change from one personality to another. He rarely cared about
people feelings. But one guy had stolen his heart and that guy was Adam. He
usually kept his feelings about Adam to himself, but lately he felt like
openly expressing them to someone. Suddenly, his shower door slid open. It
startled him, but when he saw who it was, he quickly recovered.

"Mind if I join you?" Rouge asked, looking at Bruce with a puppy stare.

"I'm getting out soon, though." Bruce said, trying to determine Rouge's
game.

"That's OK, what I'm about to do wouldn't take that long." Said Rouge, and
then grinned seductively at Bruce. "You look good when you're wet."

"What are you doing?" Bruce questioned. It was obvious that Rouge was
trying to play the same trick on him, he'd played on Rouge last night.

"This." Rouge slid the glass door shut and gingerly got down on his
knees. Bruce's growing cock throbbed near his lips. "I see you're turned on
by me."

"Don't..." Bruce didn't want to admit it, but he was surprisingly turned on
just by Rouge's presence. When Rouge had slid the shower door open and he'd
seen his naked body, his cock pitched in response. Why his cock did that,
he didn't know. But he had to stop Rouge before he executed his plan. "Get
up, Rouge I don't want you to suck my cock."

Rouge pretended like he didn't hear him, he just licked slowly and
enticingly around his slit. Bruce shuddered at the sensation and tried to
gain control. He was getting weak in the knees and his head started
spinning. He reached over and turned off the shower. "Rouge, please..."
Bruce said in a lustful voice. "Don't..."

Rouge stopped, but he only stopped for one reason. He stood up and put his
lips near Bruce's ears. Bruce tried to get away, but Rouge pulled his naked
body back into his.

"Why are you trying to get away from me?" Rouge questioned,
mischievously. "And you wanted me last night?"

"Rouge, look." Bruce breathed deeply. "You're trying to figure me out and
I'm not that easy to figure out. Last night was just an overdue hormonal
reaction. I don't want to do this again."

"Prove it." Rouge challenged. "Your cock is still hard." Rouge suddenly
turned around and rubbed his ass against Bruce's crotch. "I'm sore after
last night, but I want to feel you inside me again. I want to take all of
you, every inch."

Rouge felt Bruce's hot breath behind his ears. He knew his plan was
working. He just needed to do something that would cause Bruce to give into
him completely. He then grabbed Bruce's thick rod, held it steady, and then
plunged back with excessive force, making Bruce's penis slide all the way
into his wet pussy. The sudden insertion had caused Rouge to grunt and then
moan as his cunt adjusted to the size Bruce's veiny penis, Bruce lost
it. He grabbed Rouge around the waist and immediately pushed deeper into
him. He then pulled out midway and back in, causing Rouge to scream
again. It turned him on to hear him scream like he did. He sound liked a
woman, but better. Bruce and Rouge stepped out of the shower, into the
bedroom. Rouge leaned over a desk in Bruce's room, with his left foot
arched up. His knee touched his chin. Bruce got behind him and carefully
guided the mushroom shaped head into his receiving male pussy.

Vigorously, he fucked Rouge with a sexual rage he'd experience last
night. He couldn't understand why two people who hated each other's guts,
were being forced into the snare of debauchery. He knew if they kept this
up, they may end up liking each other and that couldn't happen. Because if
it did, his entire plan would be ruined. He wanted to leave Rouge on his
own and let him defend for himself, but he had to wait for the right
moment. Rouge frenziedly shook, as his seed expelled on the desk. He was
moaning very lustfully, which sent spasms to Bruce's cock. Within seconds,
he was emptying his man juice in the Nicaraguan's ass.

"I love you." Rouge said, softly.


To be continued...

Well, this chapter ends here. I hope you have enjoyed this one, because I
really had fun writing this particular chapter. Drop a line and let me know
what you thought about it. Stay tuned for the remaining chapters of
"Soulful Desires."

I want to say a special thanks my editor, Daryl.