Date: Wed, 4 Jul 2012 05:07:58 +0100
From: Gary Davies <justdave68@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: well that was unexpected chapter 19

O.K., the usual warnings apply: This story contains sex between males of
consenting age, and if your state or country does not allow such material
to be read, or you are offended by male-on-male sex and you are under the
age of 18, please leave this story now. Otherwise, enjoy Josh's continuing
journey

Written by David S

Edited by Russ J

E-mail justdave68@hotmail.co.uk

Well That Was Unexpected

By Dave S

Chapter 19

Josh was snoozing as Cal turned by the grocery store, winding down the
tree-lined street to Josh's family home. He stopped, woke Josh, and got out
of his vehicle to talk to Todd and Dale, who were just pulling up behind
him.

"So, Jitneys at seven then," said Todd, looking over towards his own home,
and then back at us, said, "You telling your folks about your plans, Josh?"
"Yeah, I will tonight. I think they might be a bit shocked, but I think
they will be happy for me," I replied, with my goofy Cal-induced grin.

Dale was still beaming. He was happy that my recent experiences seem to
have ended with happiness with the choices I am making, and for that he was
grateful. He came over and grabbed me in a hug, being careful not to hurt
his best friend. He kissed my cheek, saying, "Josh, dude, I know this is
going to sound fucking gay as shit, but, Josh, you are my brother from
another mother. You are my rock. And, dude, I don't give a shit what these
guys think about our friendship; our relationship will never be rocky, or
uncertain. I will always have your back, and if ever you need me, any
time—night or day, wherever you are in the country—I will drop
everything and I will be there for you. You are my brother! And that means
more to me than anything. I love you, dude."

"Dale, are you okay, dude? You seem...I don't know...emotional," I said.

"Dude, you have proven to us again that you are mentally strong. Shit, the
things you have gone through, and you are looking to the future...fuck...I
would have had a mental breakdown. But not you," he said with admiration,
as Todd and Cal looked on.

"Guys, I will be seeing a psychotherapist when I get back to college," I
confided, looking at the ground. "I am having nightmares and serious
flashbacks, and sleeping at night is hell," I continued. "I hope she can
help me." I started to weep, and Cal wrapped me into his embrace.

"I will do whatever you need me to do, okay?" Cal said softly, embracing
me, his partner. "Anything you need," he continued. "I love you so
much. You know that," said Cal, as we began walking up the driveway to my
parent's house, holding each other close. But I stopped, turned around, and
said to my two best friends, "Guys, you are both fucking awesome," and I
turned and walked into my house.

"Hey, bro," said Lucas, embracing me softly as not to hurt me. "Luc," I
hugged him back. "Cal, you good?" and Cal reached out his hand. Lucas
pushed it away and embraced him also. "Yeah, Lucas I'm fine. You?" he asked
Lucas. "Better now that you are both home," he smiled.

"Hey, kiddo," my dad said, coming from the living room, pulling me into a
hug. "Good trip, boys?" he asked. "Smooth, Dad, plain sailing all the way,"
replied Cal. "Dad?" I asked. "He told me to either call him `Dad' or his
first name. So, out of respect, and since I no longer have one, I prefer to
call him Dad," Cal replied. "Do you mind?" he asked me. "Not in the
slightest. It's kind of apt, don't you think?" I responded.

"Hello, my boys," Mom said. "Dinner won't be long," she continued, kissing
Cal, then myself on the cheek. "You look exhausted, sweetheart," she
continued, holding on to my cheek. "I am fine, Mom, really," I lied, but
not wanting to cause further worry to my parents, despite the fact that I
was struggling to cope.

"If you don't mind, I am going upstairs to clean up before we eat," I said,
disappearing upstairs before anyone had a chance to respond.

"Okay, Cal, how is he really?" Mrs Miller asked. "Mrs Miller, I won't lie
to you. He isn't doing well, to be honest," Cal said. "He hides most of his
torment from others, and his smile is definitely forced," he said, looking
at Josh's mom. "I sleep in the same room and hear his screams. And it's not
good when you don't know what to do to help. And I want to help," he said
quietly. "He won't let me touch him," he continued, but with sorrow in his
words. "He locks the door when he cleans himself. I think he is afraid of
my rejection if I see his wounds. I can assure you that won't happen. I
love him too much."

"He's having a tough time?" asked Lucas. All Cal did was nod. Lucas bowed
his head and then looked at Cal. "I'm pleased he has you." Smiling, getting
up and walking over to Cal, he hugged him tight. "Hang in there, bro,"
Lucas encouraged Cal. "He need's you, believe me. He need's you so much,"
he concluded, and Josh's dad joined in on the Hallmark moment.

Cal went upstairs to see how Josh was doing and walked into Josh's
bedroom. He noticed the bathroom door was open and he lightly knocked. "I
am in here!" yelled Josh. "It's me, love," Cal calmly stated. "Please, Cal,
don't come in," shouted Josh, with a hint of desperation in his words. Cal
just stood there, not wanting to freak out Josh more than he was, but he
loved him and wanted him to know that. So he ignored his lover's request,
and walked in.

"Please, Cal, don't look at me...please, don't look at me!!" Josh cried
out, with tears falling uncontrollably. Cal looked on, totally broken
hearted at his lover's plight. "Please leave me, please Cal, leave me!" he
cried louder. Cal was now also crying, as he wanted to hold him and tell
him everything will be all right, tell him his feelings have not changed,
that his love for him grows stronger every day.

"Josh...Josh, please. Look at me, Josh, look at me. Shhhhh. Shhhhh." spoke
Cal, gently placing his finger on his tender lips to softly quiet him. "I
love you so much, and I want to help you. I need to help you. Can't you see
that?" pleaded Cal. "I am not walking out of this bathroom, so look at me
Josh...please."

"I...I can't," whispered Josh. "My body is ugly, and I am ashamed of it,"
he muttered.

"Ashamed? What for? You have absolutely nothing to be ashamed of Josh,"
said Cal, looking directly into his lover's eyes. "You said you wanted to
marry me sooner rather than later. Well Josh, I want that to happen, but it
has to be an equal partnership. And that means we share everything. Good
times as well as bad, okay?" he continued, whilst stroking his lover's face
with his thumb, wiping away the still falling tears.

"I am hideous, Cal; my body has been destroyed," Josh said in a solemn
tone. "Josh, you have survived an horrendous ordeal, something nobody
should have to endure. Yes, your body is banged up, but it will heal, and
the cuts will also. And, yes, there will be some small scars. But, Josh,
believe me when I say this from my heart. Wear those scars as a badge of
survival, and I will treasure your body as much as I did before," he said
with tears falling. "Those bastards hurt you bad, Josh, but please don't
let them win," he said, kissing his forehead. "Let me help you, please," he
concluded.

"I want to get past this Cal, believe me, I want to. I just don't know if I
am strong enough not to fall apart," he said, crying out at his
lover. "Josh, give yourself some credit. You are by far the strongest
willed person I have ever met. So trust me, okay?" Cal said, holding his
lover close.

Josh took in a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "Okay," was all he said, and
he stood up. Cal removed his T-shirt over his head, and dropped to his
knees and undid Josh's belt and removed his jeans. He looked over his
lover's body, noticing all the welts that were still visible, and the
dressings that were still on his lover's body: five on his torso, four on
his leg's, and one on his scalp. He forced a smile to try and reassure Josh
he was okay, and removed the dressings to clean his lover's body.

"See, I am not running away, am I?" spoke Cal in a calm but loving
manner. Josh looked with total love at his boyfriend's eyes.

Cal reached into the sink and squeezed a sponge, and softly and with care
slowly cleaned his lover's body. Starting at his head, down his face, that
induced a smile from Josh, he continued with care down his lover's
torso. Josh lifted his arms to allow Cal to clean his armpits as well as
his arms. He turned him around and was gentler to clean his back, as there
were more than forty welts on his lover's back where a wooden cane had been
used on his body. That brought a light gasp from Cal, as he was beginning
to feel what his lover had endured, and it was literally breaking his
heart, but he hid it well. He continued down his legs and his feet and the
back of his legs. He gently cleaned his anus, as that looked puffy and
swollen and looked very sore, as a couple of stitches were visable, and
that brought a wince from Josh. "Sorry, babe," said Cal,
apologetically. "No, it's fine," said Josh.

"Cal then redressed Josh's wounds, and helped him to get dressed. "Thank
you," said Josh, touching Cal on the side of his face, and gently kissing
his lips. "No love. Thank you for letting me do my job," and returning the
kiss with genuine affection.

"I can't wait for you to be my husband. You know that?" said Cal, kissing
his lover gently before going downstairs for dinner.

They sat and enjoyed dinner with his parents Lucas and nothing was
forced. Josh was feeling a lot better about himself. They talked about what
they had planned for their stay and what they wanted to see and do. They
also thanked them for putting the double bed into Josh's room and then they
decided to fill everyone in on their plans for their future.

"Dad," Cal started to speak. "Dad, Mrs Miller, I..." he was cut off. "Cal,
please call me Mom, if you like," she said. "Thank you. I would like
that. I would like that very much," he said, smiling across to Josh.

"Mom, Dad...A few weeks ago I asked Josh if he would do me the honour of
becoming my husband, and he said yes. But the original plan was to get
through college first. You know, a long engagement, and it would have been
at least three and a half years," he said, with all of Josh's family
looking on, and occasionally looking in Josh's direction and seeing him
glow, looking at his boyfriend whilst Cal was speaking.

"But things and plans changed," Josh started to speak, and the focus was
now on him, whilst Cal held his hand. "On the way here, Mom, Dad, I asked
Cal if he would marry me sooner, and he asked when. I told him before
sophomore year starts, as we will be moving off campus, and I wanted him to
be my husband when we did that. And he agreed," he said, looking at his
parents faces, trying to gauge their reactions. "Mom, Dad, I love him and I
don't want to wait," he said, holding his lover's hand and his gaze.

"Josh, Cal, we love you both. But, why the urgency?" his dad asked. "Dad,
my experiences over the past few weeks have shown me that life is short and
that I should grab life when it happens. So, Dad, I am grabbing it with
both hands," he said, smiling that goofy smile that only his lover could
give him. "Cal, if I had to choose someone for my son, it would be someone
like you. And, okay, I will support both of you in this decision, because
there is one thing I know of: my eldest, once his mind is made up, there is
no changing it," his dad continued.

"Sweetheart, I love you, and if this is what you want, I will always
respect your choices and respect the person you have chosen. I love both of
you, and I will be proud to welcome Cal as my son. I will be proud if you
will allow us to celebrate your union here at home," his mother said with
genuine tears of joy.

"Fucking fantastic bro. Oops! Sorry, mom," Lucas said, embracing both Josh
and Cal. "You will stand with us, won't you Luc?" Josh asked. "Bro, nothing
would give me greater pleasure," and then whispered, "Except a blow job
from Kelly Clarkson." They burst out laughing. "Never in your wildest,
bro," Josh screamed out. "Okay, what was that about?" demanded his
Mother. "Inside brother joke, Mom," Josh said, smiling at his brother.

6:40pm

"Okay guys, we are meeting some friends, as well as Todd and Dale, at
Jitneys at seven, so we will split for a few hours, okay?" Josh informed
his parents, and they nodded. "Come with, bro?" Josh asked Lucas.

"You sure, Josh?" Lucas asked. "Lucas, you are my brother, and better
still, my friend. So, yeah, I am sure," he said, giving his brother a soft
punch to his side, playfully. "Is it okay, Mom?" Lucas asked, and his Mom
just said to be back when his brothers returned, and Josh and Cal looked on
when his mother used the term "brothers."

They pulled up outside Jitneys, and Todd was outside with Dale and
Mark. They walked over and spotted the smile on Josh's face. "Okay, spill,
dickhead," Todd insisted. "What?" asked Josh. "Okay, I have the most
amazing boyfriend!" he proclaimed. "You told them, didn't you?" said Dale,
and the smile confirmed it. "Fucking good for you!" proclaimed Dale.

"Told them what?" asked Mark. "Josh and Cal are getting hitched," announced
Lucas. "For real?" asked Mark, and Josh nodded his head. Mark, as usual,
spoke without engaging his brain, "So the faggot is getting married!" and
before anyone had a chance to protest, Mark once again grabbed Josh into a
bear hug, which induced a scream of pain which Mark panicked about, and
released his grip.

"Fuck Mark! Christ, Josh, you okay?" a worried Dale asked. "Mark, you
fucking idiot." Mark wondered what the fuck was going on. "I always hug him
that way. What fucking gives?" demanded Mark, as Cal checked on Josh's
wounds. "It's okay, I'm fine. You didn't know, Mark. It's okay," Josh
informed. "You sure?" asked Todd.

"Didn't know what?" asked Mark, just as Tom and Chris arrived. "Yo,
Fuckwads!" shouted Chris, with back slapping galore. "Hey, Josh, what
fucking truck hit you, dude?" asked Chris, and Tom walked over to
him. "Hey, Josh, how are you dude? How was the trip up?" Tom asked. "Been
better, bud," answered Josh.

Tom already knew what transpired with Josh, as they spoke often, and Tom
was shocked at what happened to his best friend just because he was
gay. But he had never told Chris or Mark, as he thought Dale would tell
Mark, and if Josh wanted to, he would let Chris in on what happened.

They went into Jitneys and sat in the booths at the back of the coffee
shop. It was quite busy and they got their desired beverages and sat down
just as Aaron and Kyle walked in and received some unwelcome comments.

"Fuck, the fag patrol is in town." A Few jocks laughed out, and Aaron
turned around and just said, "Fuck, is that the best you can come up with,
you pathetic shit." And the jocks stood up. "Say that again, faggot!"
yelled one of them. "Hey, Wilkins, sit the fuck down," yelled Todd.

"Fuck you, Layton, what are you going to do anyway, fag lover?" Wilkins
yelled, laughing, and Todd, Dale, Mark, Tom, and Chris all stood up, ready
to handle any situation that could arise. "Why don't you little boys take
your drinks and fuck off!" yelled Mark. "Guys, cool it. Okay?!!" Liam, one
of the jocks, shouted, trying to calm things down, to no avail.

"Fuck, the Jackson brothers want to get involved!" yelled one of the other
jocks. And soon after that was said, someone threw a glass at Aaron, but he
ducked, and suddenly pandemonium broke out, and an all-out brawl
ensued. Then, all of a sudden...

"FUCK, JOSH! WAKE UP!!....................................JOSH!" screamed
Lucas, and every one stopped, looking over, as Josh was slumped unconscious
in Cal's arms. Cal looked stunned, as he didn't have a clue what had
happened to his lover. "Someone call 911, please. Someone help him!" cried
Cal.



To be continued...

Once again guys, I love to hear what you think of this story as it
unfolds. Your opinions are always welcome, and can be sent to me at
justdave68@hotmail.co.uk

Dave

P.S. -- I would also like to acknowledge Russell Jones for his editing
skills on this, my first multi-chapter story. Cheers, my friend.