Date: Sun, 8 Jul 2012 20:35:12 +0100
From: Gary Davies <justdave68@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: well that was unexpected chapter 20

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 20

"What's up? The little Mary fainted? Fucking limp-wristed pansy!" Wilkins
laughed out, just as Todd's fist made contact with his chin, sending him
sprawling across the floor, knocking him out cold. "Any other fucker says
one fucking word...God fucking help you," he spat out, ready to do battle,
with Chris and Mark at his side. The other Jocks were looking on, not even
concerned for their fallen brother. "Is he okay?" one asked. "Go fucking
check on him yourself, fuckwit!" Todd spat out again. "No, not him. Josh,"
he replied. And Todd then turned, looking over at Dale trying to wake Josh
up, but not winning. Lucas, with tears falling down his face, was talking
to the 911 dispatcher.

"No ma'am, he didn't fall, he just dropped."

"No ma'am, no drugs. Please send someone, please," he begged.

"Yes ma'am, Jitneys on 7th. Thank you. Please hurry," he finished.

"Oh, fuck, did I do this?" cried Mark. "Fuck, did my hugging him too
hard?...shit!" he continued, berating himself. "Mark, shut the fuck up. We
don't know what's wrong, okay?" cried Dale to his brother.

"Josh, please wake up...please, Josh," cried Cal, desperation in his voice.

"I don't understand what happened," asked Liam, one of the jocks, and once
one of Josh's inner circle of friends in high school. "Liam, what do you
care anyway? You abandoned your friendship a long time ago, didn't you?"
Tom spat out, with so much disdain of his former friend.

"No, not really. We just never talked about it, Tom. And neither did you
until a few weeks ago, right?" asked Liam. And Tom looked on, not admitting
nor denying what Liam had just said. "He is still my best friend, Liam," he
replied.

"Yeah...Yeh I know. And no matter what Joe Wilkins thinks, he is still my
friend, and so is Aaron for that matter. I don't know Kyle all that well,
but I will get to know him if Aaron lets me," Liam said, with friendliness
in his demeanour.

"Hey, what am..." Josh was cut off by Cal, "Fuck, Josh you had me scared
shitless," he said, kissing his lover's forehead. "What happened?" Josh
asked. "You just blacked out, Josh," Cal informed him. "Shit! The fight!"
he looked over to see Joe Wilkins out cold and he laughed a small
laugh. "Who...oh, never mind I know, Todd, right?" he asked. "Guilty as
charged," proclaimed Todd.

"Okay, again, I am going to ask what happened for you to be so fragile,
Josh?" asked Mark, and Josh gingerly getting back to his feet, everyone
looked at Mark then Josh. "Yeah, I would like to know what happened to my
friend also, Josh," asked Liam, looking directly at Josh. Josh stared back
at Liam. "Friend?" asked Josh. "Yeah, if you will still have me after being
a dipshit," Liam proclaimed. "And the difference being what exactly?" asked
Josh, with a broad grin coming across his face. "Wise ass," commented Liam.

The only ones in the coffee shop who didn't know the full story about Josh,
were Aaron, Kyle, and Mark, as well as Liam and Chris.

But before he could start his story, Liam stood up. "Josh, wait a sec,
okay?" He walked over to where Joe was still out, and talked to the other
two guys, one hanging over Joe, and soon they were carrying him out, just
as he was coming round. "Good right hook you have, Todd," Liam
commented. "The left isn't bad either," Todd announced.

"Okay, Josh, sorry!" Liam said.

"Okay, simple. I was kidnapped by two people: one known to us, and a third
I thought I could trust. I was wrong! I was tortured and molested and I
thought I was going to die! They killed one person that we know of," Josh
concluded, with a sorrowful tone and tears coming from his eyes.

"Fuck, Josh, is that why you look like shit?" proclaimed Mark. "Fuck, Mark,
tactful as ever," scolded Dale. "Shit, I was just saying...fuck!" he
replied. "Fucking dumb jock," spat Dale, again scolding his older brother.

"They were going to kill me," Josh continued. "But this thing," Josh
pointed at the watch that Cal had bought him for his birthday, "saved my
life," he finished. A bemused look came across most of his friends'
faces. "It has a tracking chip in it in case it gets lost or stolen,"
responded Cal. "Ohhh," came from the now not bemused few.

"So who were they?" asked Chris, again looking at Josh. "One was a student
that had a run in with us, and the other two were known by the FBI. The one
I thought I could trust apparently staged a rescue of me to convince me
that I could trust him. But he used his job to help with his plan to kill a
gay student...And that was supposed to have been me," replied Josh.

"You said they killed before. Is that the kid that died last week...ehhh
Colin Bryant, or something like that anyway?" Liam asked. "Connor Brian,"
replied Dale. "I was the one who found him, and guys, what they did to
him...shit. I hope the fuckers fry," Dale concluded.

About ten minutes later the paramedics arrived. "Josh, you need to be
checked out, okay? You blacked out and it's prudent to have you cleared,"
demanded Cal. "I am going with you," insisted Cal. "Lucas, tell your folks
he's okay. It's just a precaution, okay?" and with that they headed for the
area hospital.

We arrived in the E.R. about twenty minutes later and we sat in the triage
area, waiting for Josh to be assessed. About another thirty minutes went
by, when a young doctor came and talked to us as he took Josh's vitals.

"Good evening, gentleman, I am Doctor Mathews, one of the emergency
staff. Can one of you explain what happened?"

"Yeah, Doc, he just blacked out and was out for about ten minutes," replied
Cal. "Okay, what was going on at the time he collapsed?" he asked. "Well,
there was an altercation going on near us," Cal replied. "Someone you
knew?" he asked. "Is that relevant?" asked a bemused Cal. "Yes, very. This
could just be a stress-related blackout," he continued. "Well, yeah, we
knew the people involved," replied Cal.

"Okay, Josh, have you had these blackouts before?" asked the doctor. "Yeah,
and both at stressful times, doctor," replied Josh. "The first time was
when I was confronted about my sexuality by my friends," Josh said, "and
then again when I was being tortured," he continued.

"Tortured?" replied the doctor. "Yeah, doctor, he was kidnapped over a week
ago and tortured, and he was only discharged from hospital yesterday," said
Cal, looking pensive.

"Okay, we will do some tests, and I will order a scan of his brain. But, to
be honest, it looks more stress related than anything else. But we'll take
the precautionary approach," he stated, and said his good byes for now.

About an hour later he was admitted for observation and waited on the
results of the battery of tests they had taken.

"I will come back in the morning and see you and probably take you home,
okay?" Cal said to Josh, kissing him softly on the lips. "I love you,
Joshua Miller," he said, smiling down on his future husband. "I love you as
much, Calumn Kenner," and hugged his lover before letting him leave.

Josh lay there, thinking of the events of the past weeks, how he had been
kidnapped and seriously assaulted, and how he had actually begged for death
to set him free from his torment. Now he has again ended up back in
hospital, just hours after being released from one, before he slowly
drifted off to an uneasy sleep.

...

He saw Cal walking towards his dorm, when he could hear what was being
yelled and he couldn't quite make out what was being said. "Sorry, I can't
hear you!" he yelled at Calumn, and he noticed something on Cal's
shirt. Shit, was that blood? "Cal, are you okay?" he yelled, and Cal
stumbled to the ground near his tree. "Calumn!!" he screamed as he saw Ben
Kips standing over his lover. "I told you, Mr Miller, he would die, didn't
I?!" and Josh screamed out, and woke up in a cold sweat, realising it was
yet another nightmare, as the nurse came in to check if he was okay.

"Are you okay, Mr Miller?" asked the nurse. "Yeah, sorry, just a bad
dream. I'm okay. Thank you," he replied, and the nurse left. Josh just lay
there, wide-awake for the remainder of the night, thinking about that
dream. He knew it could never come true, as the perpetrator of the dream
was behind bars and more than likely would be sentenced to death, or a
rather lengthy prison term.

8:49am

Somewhere along the way Josh managed to fall asleep about when it started
to get light. Cal walked back into his room, looking down on his lover,
wondering if he could look more beautiful than he does right now. No
worries. No concerns.

"Morning, love," Cal said, watching his lover wake up out of his
slumber. "Hey. You're early," Josh replied. "I couldn't sleep without you,"
he said, leaning over, kissing his lover. "I missed you," Cal continued.

"Good morning, gentleman," Doctor Mathews said, entering the room. "What's
the verdict, doc?" asked Cal. "Yes, just as I suspected. Nothing on the
scans. And your blood work was fine. Your blood pressure was a little
elevated, but that was to be expected. So, you are clear to go home. But,
Josh, try and avoid stressful situations for a while, okay?"

"Yeah, thanks, doc," Josh replied.

"I will sort out the discharge papers for you to sign, and you can be on
your way," he said whilst leaving the confines of Josh's room.

"Phew," exclaimed Cal, kissing Josh on the lips. "Let's get you sorted and
get the fuck out of here. I have had enough of hospitals for a life time,"
proclaimed Cal. Josh nodded and kissed him in total agreement.

About twenty minutes later he was leaving the ward, when his parents,
accompanied by Lucas, entered. "Shit. I forgot to call you to let you know
he's fine and that we are leaving. I'm so sorry," Cal said,
apologetically. "It's okay, son, as long as my beautiful boy is okay," said
his mom. "Yeah, I'm perfectly okay, mom. It was a blackout brought on by
stress, that's all," Josh said. "I just have to avoid being overly
stressed, that's all," he finished.

"Don't worry, Mrs...Sorry...Mom, I will make damn sure he has a few days of
stress-free living," Cal said, leaning over, kissing his lover's forehead,
with Josh smiling at his caring lover.

They arrived back at Josh's home about half an hour later. Cal helped Josh,
who insisted he could walk okay, but thanked him anyway with a peck on the
cheek, as Todd walked over the road followed by Dale and Mark.

"Anything to get attention, eh Miller," yelled Todd, walking over, giving
him a light hug, followed shortly afterwards by Dale. "Dude, don't fucking
do that again, okay?" he demanded, and then kissed his friend's
forehead. "Say it, Mark, you know you want to," said Josh. "Nope. I
won't. I have been told to engage my brain first," proclaimed Mark, and
everyone just burst into fits of laughter. "Fuck. What have I said wrong
now...fuck!" Mark said, embarrassed again. "Nothing Marky boy. Absolutely
nothing," Josh said, still cracking up.

"Okay boys, enough chatter. Breakfast time!" announced Josh's
mother. "Don't mind if we do Mrs M," proclaimed Todd, with a cheeky smile
spreading across his face. "Okay, I suppose I can rustle something up for
the street!" she said, laughing, with Dale, Mark, and, of course, Todd,
kissing her cheek and thanking her.

"So what are your plans for today, boys?" asked Mr Miller. "Gym, then
swimming," announced Mark. Dale and Todd agreed.

"I am taking Cal to visit the city, Dad," spoke Josh. "Bean town, hmmmm,"
laughed Lucas. "He's never seen Boston, so I am doing my host duties and
showing him the sites," Josh continued, and Cal kissed his cheek.

"I am marrying him here after all," he said, and Cal kissed him again. "Yes
you are, babe," Cal spoke softly. "Someone get me a bucket," proclaimed
Lucas, smiling at his brothers, and Josh playfully punched him.

"Okay, we need to change before we head off," said Josh, and he and Cal
headed upstairs to his bedroom to change. "You need me to help you clean,
love?" asked Cal. Josh smiled at him and said, "Please, babe."

Cal went over and locked the bedroom door so not to be disturbed while
attending to his lover's every need. He slowly undressed his man, carefully
removed his dressings and tenderly cleaned his body with extreme care. When
he was cleaning down his lover's legs, he opened his mouth and took his
cock into his warm, needy mouth. "Ohhh, Cal, mmmm," Josh moaned out. "That
feels fucking good. Ahhhhoooo," he moaned out as Cal worked his magic and
slowly drew his lover to climax, swallowing every drop his lover could
nourish him with. "Ooohhhh, yeahhhh," he moaned deep, as his lover rose to
his feet, kissing with utter passion and showing his lover that he was his
to command at will. "I love you, Joshua," and kissed him softly on his
lips. "The feeling is very mutual, love."

The boys got dressed, headed out and drove into the city, parking near the
harbour to spectacular views with boats of all shapes and sizes. The day
was beautiful, and students on their break also were milling around with
family and companions alike.

"I could drink a coffee. What about you?" Cal asked. Josh replied, "Yeah,
there was a Starbucks over the other side of the square. That do?" and Cal
nodded.

Cal took his seat and watched as patrons came and went. Josh stood in line,
waiting to be served and Cal got the shock of his life when he noticed the
barista serving Josh, and Josh chatting away to him. Cal could not believe
what he was seeing when Josh pointed out for the barista where they were
sitting, and the guy spotted Cal, and his smile vanished. Cal didn't want
to be there and when Josh came back he just said, "We have to go, Josh."
And the barista showed up as they were about to leave. "Please, Calumn,
wait!" asked the barista. Josh was now confused. How does Cal know someone
in Boston already? "How do you..." Josh was cut off. "We are leaving," Cal
said with a tone that Josh was not accustomed to. "Calumn, please. Just
five minutes...please?" the guy asked, nay begged.

"I have nothing to say to you!!" Cal yelled, and was now visibly shaking
with anger. "Please, Calumn," he asked again. "Will someone here tell me
what the fuck is going on, please?!!!" yelled Josh, looking at both people,
who obviously know each other and have a history.

"Nothing to tell. We are leaving," announced Cal. "Not until someone tells
me how you know each other!" Josh yelled.

"Josh...Josh...this is Jake...Jake Atkins!!!" said Cal.



To be continued...

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Thank you,

Dave