Date: Fri, 12 Nov 2004 07:04:34 -0800 (PST)
From: Randy <usam1a2mbt@yahoo.com>
Subject: Joey and Joshua 4

Joey and Joshua, Chapter 4.
By Randy P. Copyright 2004

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Disclaimer: These stories are a work of fiction and contain descriptions of
homosexual sex. Any resemblance to real people or events is coincidental.
If this type of material offends you, or if the law states you may not read
this for whatever reason, please exit the story now. Email comments may be
emailed to: usam1a2mbt@yahoo.com. Flames will be deleted without comment.
The usual copyright laws apply.

A special thank you goes to: JMH for his editing.

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Special note: In places where there is sign language presented, the signed
words are bracketed by [ ], such as [Hi, Josh. I hope to get a chance to
meet you. Feel free to come on out, we'd like to meet you]. This
distinguishes verbal speech from signed. Otherwise, assume it is spoken.

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Sipping his water, Joshua watched a blond-haired man in his mid-30's appear
on the display, dressed in a navy blue suit of expensive cut with his hair
attractively styled. "Hi, Josh. I'm Tim Washington, and I have an offer for
you."

Curious, Josh settled back into his leather chair as Tim continued, "I've
heard good things about your work at the architectural firm from Geoff
Jackson, your manager. I must admit, I'm intrigued by your attention to
detail and your work ethics. I would like to invite you to my estate near
Gettysburg for a meeting with my husband Andrew and myself concerning an
offer of employment with us." A slim-built man in his late 30's with brown
hair, dressed in a sharp-looking dark burgundy suit came up behind Tim,
settling his hands on Tim's shoulders. "This is Andrew, my life-long
partner since we were young," Tim continued, looking back at Andrew with a
happy smile.

"Greetings, Joshua," Andrew said in a deep voice. "We both extend our
sympathies on Scott's passing, and as Tim mentioned, we would like to meet
with you. Your work ethic is excellent and we both think you are destined
for great things. I'm most impressed with the efficiency you displayed in
designing that new mall for Gettysburg. It was a most exquisite plan. I
particularly liked the central court layout with the use of glass and
crystal. You're to be commended."

Josh shifted in his seat, blushing and muttered, "Don't lay it on too much
buddy." Fumbling with his water bottle and taking a swig, he heard Andrew
say, "We'd like to also introduce our son, Joey."

Josh looked back at the screen and his jaw dropped. A chunky-built young
man with blonde hair had appeared on the screen. Joey had very fair skin
with a clear complexion, ice-blue eyes and features that individually
looked ordinary, but together were like a model's face. Josh felt himself
involuntarily responding to the beauty he saw. Good grief, he thought. This
guy is just... beautiful. His heart gave an extra thump and he couldn't
peel his eyes off the screen as he received a shock - Joey signed to him!

[Hi, Josh. I hope to get a chance to meet you. Feel free to come on out,
we'd like to meet you] Joey signed with a grin on his face. A voice-over
informed Josh of what Joey was signing. Josh quickly stopped the DVD,
backing up to where he could see Joey's face clearly and studied it for a
few moments. Getting his wits back, Josh took a deep breath and started the
DVD up again.

[I really hope you'll come. Talk to you later] Joey finished with the
cutest smile Josh had seen since Scott had passed away.

As the scene cut back to Timothy and Andrew, Josh fought an irrational
desire to back up and watch Joey's face and signing again. "Come on over,
Josh," Tim said. "Andrea will be back in the morning to receive your
answer. We've arranged a leave of absence from your work whenever you are
ready and will provide transportation to and from the estate at your
convenience. We'd really like to meet you," Tim finished as Andrew and he
smiled.

The video changed to scenes from the estate - an arboretum, what looked
like a sports facility, and finally the outside of a stately mansion. The
clip shifted to a picture of Joey, Tim and Andrew standing together then
faded to black.

Josh sat back, becoming aware that he'd been unconsciously leaning
forward. Manipulating his mouse, he backed the clip up to Joey's face and
studied it again for a few minutes. Abruptly leaning back and undoing his
pants, he stared at Joey's face and quickly got off. Chuckling at himself,
he wiped himself off with some Kleenex and headed for the bathroom. After
he showered, he dressed in a pair of running shorts and went to the
kitchen, getting himself a glass of juice. Walking to the living room and
picking up the envelope, he sat in an easy chair. Flipping on the TV, he
opened and read the material during commercial breaks of the baseball game
he was watching.

"Hmm," Josh said aloud. "A formal invitation to a visit. I guess they felt
the need to have this accompany the DVD. I think I'll go." He turned off
the TV, got up out of his chair and shut down his computer, hesitating as
he did so when hit with a desire to see Joey again. On the heels of that
came a sobering realization. Grabbing his diary, he sat down at the desk
and made a new entry.

*** Diary entry: *** Today's been a real shocker. I went over to Mom and
Dad's to get that DVD for Trish before going to the gym, and guess what I
found in my bedroom? Dad and Brad. They were kissing and cuddling. I about
died. After some talking, Dad admitted that Brad and he had been
intimate. They didn't say what they did exactly other than watching each
other get off and I don't want to know what else they did. Mom and Dad's
marriage is understandably having problems. I really hope they can work
pass this and that Brad and Dad can control themselves. Dad is all Brad
has, but I don't want Mom to leave Dad because of that. Maybe I'm just
being selfish, but I want them to stay together.

However, at the same time, I really feel for Brad. Janice is divorcing
Brad, and she blames me for Scott's death. How can she accuse me of that?
It doesn't make sense. She's became unhinged by the sound of it. I love
her, but she's gone bananas.

After Mom and Dad's, I went to the gym, and then came home. Right after I
got here, two people showed up and we had an interesting
conversation. Their names are Andrea and Mark. I'd guess Mark is gay from
his eyeballing me. I'm not sure about Andrea, but my gaydar is saying
something. Maybe she's a lesbian.

Anyways, they left a DVD and a slim package. The DVD had an invitation from
Tim Washington and his hubby Andrew to visit their estate near
Gettysburg. They're the ones that own the architectural firm. They seem
like nice people and have a nice looking place. They apparently have job
offer for me. Then something I've not felt since Scott died appeared.

Desire and attraction.

Tim and Andrew's son Joey appeared for a short time on the screen. One look
at his face and I just went nuts. I wound up jacking off. It's just a
reaction to someone like that, I guess. He's beautiful. Anyways, it hit me
later why Derek and I are having problems. He doesn't attract me. I like
him, he's my best friend, but I have no wish to become his lover. I don't
know what's keeping me back. This is weird.

I'm taking the offer and going. It'll be good to get away from here for a
few days.

*** end diary ***

Josh closed the diary, locked it into his desk, and got into bed, feeling a
sense of guilt for jerking off to Joey's image and knowing he was going to
have to tell Derek how he felt. Drifting off into a restless sleep, Josh
dreamed.

On a familiar island, Scott was sitting, looking at the sea, clad only in a
pair of shorts. He looked very healthy and tanned. Feeling drawn to Scott,
Josh walked towards him, feeling hot sand and a warm breeze. Just as he
reached Scott, the sound of a helicopter came from in front of him and he
saw the 'copter approaching the island.

Scott stood up to watch as the helicopter hovered overhead, and dropped
some medium-sized packages, then veered away from the beach, going back
towards the sea. Scott trudged towards the packages and picked them
up. Josh moved in front of Scott - and woke up in shock as he passed right
through him!

Sitting up and gasping for breath, Josh looked wildly about him. "What
the...?" Shivering and trying to master his emotions, he scrambled out of
bed and hurried into the shower, making the water as hot as he could,
holding on to the wall. Standing there, he let the water stream down his
back and cried, his tears mingling with the water as he tried to calm
down. After the water turned to cold, he shut it off and grabbed a towel,
getting out and sitting on the toilet wrapped in his towel. When a few
minutes had passed, he dried off, got back into bed, and tried to sleep,
thoughts of Scott and the island haunting him.

The next morning, he jerked awake as the alarm went off. Muttering
imprecations at it, he shut it off and groaned, noticing he only had 4
hours of sleep. After going through his normal morning routine, he was
startled by a phone call just as he was about to eat.

"Hello, this is Josh."

"Good morning, buddy," sounded the resonant tones of Geoff, Josh's
manager. "No need for you to come into work today. You've been placed on
indefinite paid leave by Mr. Washington if you decide to take that trip to
Gettysburg to see him."

"I didn't expect that. He must have been very sure I'd accept."

"Well, are you?" Geoff asked patiently.

Josh sighed. "Yeah, I decided last night I was going to take the trip. Nice
to know I'll be paid for going," he laughed.

"Lucky you! Well, you enjoy yourself and I'll see you when you get
back. I'm glad you got that project done yesterday. I hate to lose you even
for a few days," Geoff complained.

"I will. Thanks for letting me know, Geoff."

"Anytime, Josh. Oh, yeah, call Andrea at 555-2311. She's waiting to hear
from you," Geoff explained.

"I will. Thanks, and have a great day."

Grumbling under his breath, Geoff hung up. Josh chuckled and hung up,
redialing the number. On the third ring, a woman answered, "Hi, this is
Andrea."

"Andrea, this is Josh. I'm accepting the offer and going for the visit,"
Josh answered in polite tones.

"Great, what time do you want us to be there? The trip will take about 4
hours, so if we leave by noon, we'll be in time for some conversation and
dinner."

Josh thought to himself for a moment and fidgeted. "How about 11? I need to
do a few things before I leave."

Josh could hear the smile in her voice as she replied, "We'll be there at
11, then. See you then - unless you have something else you would like to
discuss?"

"No, that's fine. See you then. Bye!"

"Bye," and Josh heard the receiver hang up. Josh set the handset down and
loosened his tie. "Might as well tell Mom and Dad, Derek and visit Scott
for a few." After calling his parents and then Derek, Josh finished his
breakfast and quickly packed a bag, bringing several changes of clothing
and personal necessities. Setting the bag next to the door and starting the
dishwasher, he sauntered out the door and made his way to the
cemetery. After walking to Scott's grave, he unfolded the blanket he'd
brought along and sat down, facing the headstone.

"You know, buddy, I've got some major news for you. Last night I went over
to my parents' place to get that DVD for Trish and found our dads in our
bedroom. They were kissing and cuddling. They've become lovers again, it
seems. I about had a heart attack. Your mom has filed for divorce and my
parent's marriage is a tad rocky right now. Your mom is blaming me for your
death and that is why your parents are splitting. I think she's gone off
the deep end. I'm worried about all of this and I don't know what to do."

Josh continued as he reached forward to touch the facsimile of Scott's face
on the stone, "I got an offer from Mr. Washington. You know, the guy that
owns the firm. He wants me to come out to visit for a few days and
interview for a job offer. I don't know what kind of job, but I'll
listen. Mr. Washington and his hubby have a son about your age, a blond
chunky-built guy. He's beautiful. You would have gone nuts over his
picture. That picture affected me so much I wound up jacking off.  That led
me to realize that I have no attraction to Derek. I'll have to find a way
to talk to him about stuff the next time I see him."

"I had a dream about you last night, baby. You were on the same island I've
been dreaming about for the last 2 weeks, and some boxes were being dropped
off to you by helicopter. Silly dream. I know you've never been to an
island like that. Wonder why I'm dreaming of that place and you?"

"Well, I guess that's about all the news. I love you, baby." Josh leaned
forward to kiss the stone. "I'll be back in a few days and let you know
what happened." Getting to his feet and picking up the blanket, he made his
way to his car and drove back to the apartment to wait for Andrea and
Mark. Right after he had arrived home and was checking to make sure
everything was squared away, they showed up.

When the doorbell rang and Josh opened the door, Mark and Andrea greeted
him with, "Good mornings!" and inquiries of how he slept. Josh answered
politely and after a few moments of the usual small talk that Josh was
beginning to expect from these two, the three of them left, with Mark
carrying Josh's bag. Josh blinked in surprise when he recognized the limo
and the driver standing nearby. Grinning at Josh, Andrea mentioned, "We
thought you'd like to have someone you knew driving rather than having Mark
drive. Mark's a wild lunatic on the road."

Mark glared at Andrea and she started giggling. Mark struggled to hide his
smile and failed, breaking out into laughter. "Oh, knock that off. You know
what they say about women drivers!"

Andrea raised an eyebrow and didn't reply, getting into the rear of the
limo as Josh and Alex embraced tightly. Mark looked surprised and wisely
said nothing, jumping into the back headfirst, causing Andrea to shout in
surprise. Josh kicked the door shut and continued to hold Alex in the hug.

"I'm glad it's you driving," Josh smiled.

Letting go of Josh, Alex asked, "What's up, buddy? Why are you so glad to
see me?"

Looking away, Josh mumbled, "Nothing."

Alex tolerantly smiled, "Needed a friend's hug?"

"I had another dream of Scott," Josh explained. He went on describe what he
had seen.

"This is getting eerie. That's the 4th dream in the last, what, 2 weeks?"
Alex asked.

"Yeah, it is. It's always the same setting. I wonder what's going on."

"I dunno. It sure sounds strange," Alex muttered. "Maybe you should talk to
your therapist when you get back about this?"

"Not another session with her," Josh groaned. "I hate therapy. I don't
think it's helping anymore. I'm not going to make any more appointments."

Alex's face assumed a worried expression, "Are you sure about that, Josh?"

"Yes," Josh delivered with a tone of finality.

Alex knew when to give in to Josh. Smiling at him, Alex opened the
door. "Okay. If you don't want to, you don't want to. I just think you
should talk to someone about these dreams. They're odd."

After giving Alex another hug, Josh scrambled into the back and they were
off on their way to Gettysburg.