Date: Tue, 11 Dec 2012 21:47:54 -0500 (EST)
From: Aragon76@aol.com
Subject: Keeping It In The Family - Chapter 11

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CHAPTER ELEVEN

Clay was escorted from the hospital by an entourage of people; most of  his
children who were there to make sure he got home safely.  He was improving
but it was time for him  to go home to recuperate further. Clay was
determined not to push the issue of  returning to work too soon. As were his
children who had discussed it with him  at great length while he was still in the
hospital.
The beginning of their sophomore year kept both Michael and Trent busy as
usual, they made time for each other every Saturday evening. It was their
habit  to get out of the house and away from the books and computers usually
attending  a movie or shopping at the malls. They wanted to get their
Christmas shopping  done as soon as they could.
As Thanksgiving week approached Trent prepared to face another surgery.  He
had completed all the physical therapy that they had put him through and
was  doing well but facing another surgery Trent became inwardly angry over
having to  face another surgery knowing that it would not be the last. He was
tired of  fighting the pain, and not being play in sports as he once had. He
was beginning  to gain weight from lack of physical movement. Michael
sensed his angst aware of  the exact reason.
"Twenty bucks for what you're thinking about at the moment and sex  doesn'
t count you always think about that, unless you had it the night before,
but even though I know your perverted mind is already thinking about the next
time."
"I don't want to do this surgery, not anymore. I just want this to be
over with so I can get on with my life without having to think about everything
 I can and can't do. I hate the limitations that these screws and rods in
me are  putting me through. I'm getting fat from not being able to swim, I can
't play  any contact sports at all, which pretty much puts everything on
the  list."
"I can't imagine what it's like Trent I won't lie to you. I wish you  didn
't have to go through anymore either, you've suffered enough from that
accident. I wish I could trade places with you just so you could do the things
 you want. How about we go horseback riding, we haven't done that since the
first  time and I think it's time we do. I want to get back on Danny and
learn how to  run, as you promised you would teach me. Do you think you can
handle horseback  riding?" Trent gave Michael's suggestion some time to sink
it and think about  it.
"I think I could handle that Mikey, I'll need help getting up and down
from the horse but maybe you're right. Maybe it's time I need to do something
 that I enjoy, I don't know if I can teach you to run yet, but just the
time  spent on the horses might be relaxing and we'll have some fun." Michael
called  down to the stables and asked for the horses to be ready in a half
hour. Slowly  they two of them made their way up to the stable and Michael
help Trent get onto  his horse. His feelings were unsettled but just
attributed it to him being  nervous after not having gotten on a horse since the last
time that they had  gone. Michael was a little apprehensive for Trent's
sake, hoping that he'd be  able to handle the ride. He decided he wouldn't
push the issue of running and  instead just walk to paths and enjoy themselves.
A little bit into their ride Trent decided he wanted to run the horse. To
feel the wind at his face and just the freedom it gave him riding like that.
It  was one of the things that had made Trent fall in love with riding
horses, the  wind in his face when the horse was at a full run.  He had been
following Michael when the  spirit moved him to take off. He kicked the horses
side and the they took off.  Michael didn't move on his horse, watching
Trent run, hoping that this would  bring Trent's spirits up for the day And then
a panic set in that Trent could  possibly get hurt.
"Trent, STOP, WAIT FOR ME! Stop running Trent, please I don't want you to
get hurt."
Michael could hear Trent  yelling with glee as the horse passed them and
took off. He tried to kick the  horse harder and the horse responded by
breaking into a gallop which was enough  for Michael. He remembered some of the
things that Trent had told him about  riding and not to just sit in the saddle
but to stand a little in the stirrups  so the ride would be smoother.
Michael wondered if he kicked a little harder if  he could catch up to Trent. He
had to get Trent from running on the horse, now  he was afraid he would get
hurt.
With his heart pounding Michael did the unthinkable and kicked Danny
harder than he ever had and Danny responded. He broke into a full run, slowly
closing the distance between himself and Trent. Trent began to slow down and
Michael was enthralled by the ride, never had he experienced such a rushing
feeling. This was exhilarating and his blood was pumping into overdrive. He
 wanted to show Trent that he didn't need to be taught, that he could do
it. And  within a few moments he was passing Trent as he had come to a gallop
to let the  horse cool down from his outburst of running. But Michael wasn't
paying  attention to the fallen trees that lie ahead of  him.
However Trent did and he kicked the horse hard, harder than he intended
to, the horse broke into a full throttle run, Trent held on trying to gain on
Michael. Yelling at him to get the horse to stop, Danny wasn't a jumper, he
was  getting too old for that. Trent screamed out Michael's name trying to
get him to  stop what he was doing. But Michael couldn't hear him, he was
having too much  fun, adrenaline was coursing through his veins blocking out
anyone and anything,  he saw the tree and wanted to sail over it. It loomed
closer and Trent was soon  within feet of Michael. He got closer screaming at
Michael to stop what he was  thinking of doing.
It was too late Danny was in motion and saw the tree ahead and The  horses
huge body left the ground.  Seconds later Trent felt his horse follow suit
and his body left the ground,  both horses airborn jumping the fallen tree,
Trent grabbed for the reins of  Michael's horse and Michael looked in
surprise as he saw Trent grab for them.  The horses hoofs touched the ground a few
seconds apart from each other, the  jarring impact sent Trent forward
losing his seating and hold on the horse,  Michael, with no reins to hold
catapulted from his saddle thrown into the air  and landingt several feet away from
the horses. Blackness came quick. Trent  attempted to regain his hold but
his left arm still didn't move and missed the  reins of his horse, Danny
jerked to one side and pulled Trent from his saddle  and he hit the ground head
first on a rock, putting him into the same darkness  that Michael was in.
The horses ran for a few more minutes until they finally  felt spent and
stopped, slowly returning to their riders who lay unconscious on  the ground,
breathing but not moving. The blood began to seep from Trent's arm.  The screws
that stuck out from his arm had been knocked hard and had opened the
wounds at his elbow. Both horses stood quietly next to their riders, but neither
moved.
Michael was the first to come to and he automatically searched around for
Trent. He found him a few feet away, not moving and a bloody mess. Not only
had  his arm began to bleed but he had hit his head on a rock and half his
face was  covered with blood. Michael knew they were in trouble. He was glad
he had his  phone with him, for they were a few miles from the house. The
horses had  wandered off and where now no where in sight, Michael assumed they
had returned  to the stables. He called Randy, knowing he was at home, the
last person he  wanted to call was Clay or Sarah. They would be furious that
the two of them had  gone riding with Trent in the condition he was in.
"Randy, it's Michael, Trent and I are in trouble, we went riding and got
thrown off the horses, Trent is passed out, I just came to. The horses are
gone,  I think maybe they may have made their way back to the barn. I need
you to see  if they are and come find us. I can see the pond from here but it'
s still not  that close that's the best I can tell you as to where we are.
Randy don't say  anything, just get here as fast as you can, Trent is
bleeding and I'm scared  something is wrong with him. Hurry Randy get here as fast
as you can. Please,  bring some rags for Trent.."
Randy assured Michael he would get a horse saddled and be on his way
within ten minutes and he knew which trail to take if the horses were on their
way back on their own. He'd be there as quickly as he  could.
Michael scrambled over to Trent and picked his head up and gently placed
it in his lap.
"Talk to me Trent, please, this is all my fault, I never should have
suggested this in the first place, Mom and Dad are going to kill me and you
both, mostly me I think for suggesting it. Oh, come Trent, wake up. Randy's
coming I already called him, he'll be here soon, he said not to worry he'd
find  the horses and bring them with him.
"Come on Trent wake up for me, please wake up for me. This is not the  time
for this. Your parents will kill me for letting this happen." Michael
envisioned Clay and Sarah's reaction to this event and could only see an outcome
 that he had a hard time swallowing. Unless Michael came to and he could
get him  cleaned up before they found out. Trent's eye's fluttered open and
looked  blankly at Michael, saying nothing but moved back from him and
starred at him  trying to comprehend what was happening. Michael panicked and saw
that Trent had  no recognition as to who was with him.
"It's okay, you've fallen off a horse and hit your head. Tell me you know
your name please, tell me you know."
Trent sat there looking at Michael unsure of what to say. He couldn't
think of his name, nothing came to his mind, he had no idea who he was.
Everything was blank to him at that moment, all he knew was the pain he was in  and
the blood that soaked his shirt and the blood that he could feel on his
face..
"What did you do to me? Where am I? How did you get me here? What's wrong
with my arm, how come I can't move my arm?" Question after question
volleyed out  of Trent's mouth without Michael being able to respond to him and he
could see  the panic that was beginning to show up in Trent's face, he had
no idea as to  who he was and now Michael was in the same panic mode that
Trent was in and he  knew he had to stay calm in order to keep Trent calm and
not try and take off  until he could get someone here to help him with
Trent, he was praying that  Randy would show up soon. Michael tried to explain.
"You feel off a horse and hit your head, that's why there's blood on your
head, you were trying to catch me so that I wouldn't go over that tree over
 there." Michael pointed to the fallen tree to show Trent what he was
talking  about.
"Then where's the horses? How come they aren't here? I don't know you,
what are you trying to do to me?" The panic was setting stronger and Trent
was  becoming angry and threatening towards Michael, and he began to feel
scared,  Michael felt that Trent would lash out at him. Trent tried getting up
but winced  in pain and stayed where he was.
"Please don't move your hurt, your brother Randy is on his way here to
help, his, he's looking for the horses we were on and then he'll come to us.
Please Trent stay still your bleeding and you've already been hurt enough.
The  screws in your leg have been hit and your leg is bleeding, check them
to see."  Trent looked at Michael not believing him but knew that the
stranger was right,  his leg was bleeding. He felt along his pant legs and felt
some sharp objects  protruding from his leg. What are these from?"
"You had an accident while we were in Jamaica, a taxi driver hit you,  that
was back in January. Please Trent remember for me, think hard." Trent
looked at Michael and tried to run the images the stranger had talked of but
nothing came to mind.
"How do I know you're telling the truth, how I know you aren't some
weirdo out to hurt me. Maybe you hit me over head and then dragged me out here."
Trent winced in pain as his brain flashed a horse in his mind for a mere
second,  causing him to double over in agony. Michael rushed to his side
picking him up  so that he was sitting on the ground instead of lying there.  He
held him in his arms as Trent groaned  and tossed as he lay there
unconscious again. Time passed and Michael kept  watching for Randy to break through
the trees with horses in tow. Finally he saw  him but the horses weren't with
him. Michael stood up and waved for Randy so  that he could see where they
were. Trent was on the ground still quiet. Randy  covered the distance in no
time, pushing the horse to it's maximum. He jumped  from the horse and ran
to Trent and Michael.
"What's wrong with him Mike?"
"He held his head and kind of yelled and then blacked out, I think he was
trying to remember what happened. You didn't see the other horses?" Randy
shook  his head letting Michael know that he hadn't seen them on his way out
here.
"We've got to get him back to the house Michael, if I get back on the
house can you help me get Trent back on the horse with me?" The two tried to
get  Trent on the horse but he was too heavy for the two smaller boys to get
him on  the horse. The solution they arrived at displeased both of them. The
lay Trent  across the horse and began the walk back to the stable, know they
had at least  two miles to cover before making it back. They just hoped
that Trent would stay  quiet and on the horse while they walked.
"I can get him there faster Mike if I get on the horse now and rife  behind
him, I"ll be back to get you as soon as I can, just keep walking the same
direction you're going in, and don't worry I'll find you the second I get
back  to this area. If you want to just sit and wait you can, it won't get
dark for  another few hours and I'll be back before then, but I think we need
to get Trent  back to the house while he's out and can't fight with  me."
"Go Randy, get him back to safety, tell them he hit his head and passed
out, he doesn't know who he is right now, which hopefully won't last long. He
 was trying to save me when Danny was attempting to jump those fallen trees
which  he did do with success, I think Trent felt he couldn't do it and that
's why he  tried stopping me from doing it. Just hurry and I'll wait here
or follow the  trail towards to the barn, just go and hurry Randy, I'll be
waiting for your  return. Maybe I'll get lucky and find the horses on the way
back." Michael was  doubtful he'd find the horses since Randy hadn't seen
them on his way out here  to rescue them. Randy mounted on to the horse and
slowly began to trot away from  Michael
Michael walked in silence unsure of what to think of the past events. His
heart went out to Trent, knowing the trauma he had been through in Jamaica
and  the surgeries he faced in the days ahead. His heart went out to him in
pain and  uncertainty, knowing that at the moment his memory was not
functioning as it  should. He wondered how long it would last and would it be
permanent. A simple  fall and the of his love of his life was gone in a split
second he had lost the  man he loved so much with every fiber in his body his
best friend and lover were  wiped from the man's memory. Michael sat down on
the ground and wept openly sure  that his life as he knew it was gone, after
all they had been through, a fall  from a horse had taken it all away.
Unless Trent remembered everything nothing  would ever be the same for either of
them. He decided to wait for Randy to  return to tired to go on, nor did he
have the desire to return and find out the  truth as to what that might be
at this point.
Michael decided to just stay where he was and hopefully by the time Randy
returned he would tell Michael that Trent had regained his memory and
everything  was okay. Sitting there Michael gazed out upon the landscape
remembering the  first time they had come here with a great happiness in his heart.
His thoughts  were interrupted by the sounds of horses nearby. Michael looked
up and saw Danny  slowly wondering around the open field. He called to him
and Danny responded by  coming to the sound of Michael's voice.
"Come on boy, that's it, come here to me. Where did you run off to and
leave me, where's Blaze, did he make it back to the barn? Did you come back
for  me knowing I was still out here waiting for someone to come and get me?
How  about you and I get back to the barn and see how Trent is doing by now?
Michael  got up on Danny and kicked him hard enough to get him to a trot and
they headed  for the barn. It wasn't long before they came along and found
Blaze who was  grazing on some grass seeming to not be in a hurry to go
anywhere. Michael took  him by the reins and Blaze followed along as they
trotted back to the  barn.
Randy had just left the barn and was five minutes from it when he came to
meet up with Michael and the two horses.
"I wondered where they had gotten to when I didn't see them on the way
back, come with me Michael, Trent is on the way to the hospital and we need to
 get there, he didn't remember things but before he passed out he said your
name,  there's hope. Hold on to the horse Mike, I'm going to run and the
horses will  follow along with me, so just hold on and hang tight we'll be
back in a few  minutes."  True to his word Randy  had Michael back at the barn
within minutes, Stephen was in the car waiting for  his return.
"Come on Michael, let's go the ambulance is probably close to being there
and I want to get you there as quickly as I can, he hasn't asked for you,
but  he's said your name more than once, he's trying to remember, maybe
seeing you  will help him further. Michael jumped from the horse and ran to the
car Stephen  was in. They took off headed for City Hospital, with the
traffic it took them  almost forty minutes to reach their destination. Michael
sprang from the car and  headed into the emergency.
"I'm Michael Sanders, my brother Trent was just brought in from falling
off a horse with a loss of memory, I need to see him as quickly as I as I can
 please." The nurse sitting behind the desk told him he'd have to  wait.
"I'm not waiting, he's my brother and we were together when he fell,
seeing me might help him jar him memory."
"I'm sorry sir, but not one is allowed back there at this time, they are
examining  him as we speak you will  just have to wait." Michael was losing
his patience and this time he knew how to  fix it.
"I'll say this as nicely as I can, my father is on the Board of Directors
on this hospital, if you'd like to keep working here I suggest you get me
to my  brother, or I'll make sure you're cleaning toilets as a job here,
never mind  being a snooty nurse who think she knows everything." Michael had
raised his  voice and even Stephen stood back a little as he released his
anger on the  women.
"He's in Bay Seven sir, but if they kick you out don't tell me that I  didn
't warn you."
"That's the last thing they'll do, or they won't be working here  either!"
  Michael grabbed Stephen by  the hand and instructed to him to come along,
he wanted him there to. Stephen  looked at Michael and followed along, not
wanting to disagree with him at the  moment.
He walked into the bay and Trent lay there quiet, looking around trying  to
recognize something, anything a look of panic seem to cross his face.
"Sir you can be in here, I'm trying to diagnose what has  happened."
"I'm staying, try and kick me out and I'll make a call to the Board of
Directors, which my father sits on and you won't work here anymore. This is my
 brother and we were together when it happened. He fell off a horse and hit
his  head, if you pulls his records you'll find that he's been through
some surgeries  that have left him with pins and screws in his body to hold him
together. Has he  asked for Michael or Mike since he's been in here?"
"Yes sir he said the name Mikey several times, but no more than that, I
wasn't sure who that was."
"It's me. Do you think this will be permanent? Are you going to take any
kind of X-Rays or an MRI to see if there is any swelling on his brain? That
would be the worse. He got hit by a moped back in January and that's why
all the  pins and screws are in his body. You've got to hurry these things
need to be  looked at and his surgeons need to be notified immediately."
Stephen stood in  awe at the command that Michael had taken in the situation; he
couldn't help how  much Michael sounded like a doctor knowing just what
needed to be done. The  doctor stood and looked at Michael processing what the
young man had  said.
"Standing here and doing nothing is getting nothing done, we need to get
this done now!" Michael almost screamed what  he was saying.  "If his brain
is  swelling in any way the pressure has to be released and the sooner the
better."  Again Michael screamed at the doctor who stood there unsure of what
to make of  this young man standing before him barking orders that as a
medical doctor the  kid was right.
"Get him into MRI as soon as possible, and then run a full body X-Ray  from
head to toe, let's go, let's make it happen!" Now he was the one yelling
at  the nurses that were in the room with him. Michael felt satisfied that
something  that was being done that was important and would produce results
the quickest.  Perhaps it had been all the texts and surgeries that Trent had
suffered that  made Michael realize what needed to be done in order to help
his lover. He knew  lying there picking and poking and trying to get answers
that weren't coming  wasn't going to help, he hit his head they needed to
look at his brain and make  sure there was nothing wrong. Michael broke down
and Stephen caught him as he  fell forward.
"Come on Mike, it's going to be okay, they'll figure it out and get him
straightened out just like they fixed him up from  the  accident."
"That what if it's his brain that time Stephen, what if he doesn't
remember me, what if he doesn't remember what we have shared and the future we
have planned together? What am I going to do? I can't force myself on him and
tell him that we have a past and that we have a future? If he doesn't
remember  Stephen, I won't know what to do. I'll be lost. Totally and utterly
lost without  him Stephen, he's my whole life."
"Michael don't think that way right now, this could just be a temporary
thing and in a couple of days he'll be back to the old Trent that we all know
 and love, and especially the one that you love and the one that loves you."
  Michael couldn't help but feel empty and lost without Trent right now; a
huge  hole was ripping his chest apart inside. This is something he wasn't
prepared  for. Why had he suggested horseback riding? It was the dumbest
thing he could  have done, Trent just wasn't ready for it and Michael should
have known it. Why  had he been so stupid? He could have lost everything that
they had built so far.  Wiped out in a single moment, a stupid fall and,
everything gone from Trent's  mind all too quickly. Michael sat down and cried,
Stephen tried to hold him to  reassure him that it would be okay.
Stephen held on to him rubbing his back, trying to reassure him that this
would be okay. If he could survive the accident in Jamaica, he could survive
the  accident now."
"Stephen I have no one to blame but me, it was my idea to go horseback
riding. I just didn't think he would run like he had. But I wanted to show him
I  could and I kicked Danny and he took off like never before, Michael was
trying  to catch me so that Danny wouldn't try and jump some fallen trees
that were  across the path. It's my entire fault Stephen. Michael caved into
Stephens chest  and openly wept afraid that all he and Trent had would be
gone.
"Michael, come on let's wait until the tests come back and see what the
doctor's say you're not giving them a chance to do anything right now.
Please,  calm down for me and let's just sit here and wait until he comes back
and see  what the doctor really has to say, you could be beating yourself up
for nothing.  It seemed like hours passed before Trent was returned to his
room and still he  there quietly looking at the ceiling and yet not seeing it.
Michael was afraid  to say anything, he didn't want his worse fears
solidified by Trent's inability  to recognize him. He hid behind Stephen, who held
Michael's hand as he  approached the bed.
"Hey little brother how you feeling after falling off the horse?" There
was a silence and Trent said nothing to him. The moments lingered and Michael'
s  heart sank more and more the longer the silence went  on.
"Hey little brother how's your head feeling about now, that was a nice
fall you took off Blaze when you were riding with Michael." Stephen prayed
that  Trent would respond with some kind of acknowledgement for Michael's  sake
"Do I know you?" It was the first question out of Trent's mouth?" He
backed up from Stephen unsure who the man was that was talking to him.
"It's okay Trent it will come back to you, you just need some time to
recuperate and heal from the fall. In a couple of days you'll be back to your
old self." Stephen wasn't sure if he said it for himself or for the benefit
of  Michael.
"Hey sport I have someone here who's just itching to see you to make sure
you're okay." Stephen pulled at Michael to come out from behind him. Trent
just  looked at Michael and said nothing. His eyes looked debatably at
Michael, but  said nothing, he searched Michael's facial feature, he tried to
connect the face  in his memory banks. His head exploded in pain and he
screamed out holding his  head by his temples. His nurses came running in, pushing
Stephen and Michael  aside.
"What have you done to him? Why is screaming like this? You can't push
his memory right now, you could do more harm than good, he needs to remember
on  his own."
"We were just talking to him about nothing in particular, when he saw
Michael he started screaming and grabbed his head. That's all we did, we weren'
t  asking him any questions or trying to ask him to remember  anything."
"Were you with him when the accident happened?" The nurse was looking at
Michael waiting for an answer.
"I was with him when it happened, he fell off the horse and hit his head
on the rock and when he came to he didn't know who I was. We just came here
to  see him and hopefully he would remember me when he saw me. His face
looked like  he almost could place who I was but then he screamed out in  pain."
"That might be a good sign, but for now you might want to leave the room
and let him rest, as for the other gentlemen, he may stay since he wasn't the
 one that caused Mr. Trent's outburst. Michael had hoped that Steve and
Walter  would be there soon, they understood so much more than the two women
that were  currently taking care of Trent. He hadn't seen them in the upstairs
level since  he had been in the hospital, nor since Trent was in it, but it
was hours before  they would be on duty, providing they were the ones that
would be on duty.
Michael left the room and sat outside Trent's room refusing to go any
further in case Trent asked for him or remembered what had happened between the
two of them. The time passed slowly and Stephen would come out from time to
time  and let Michael know what he was saying or what he was doing, trying
to give him  hope that Trent would be okay. Stephen still hadn't told
Michael that Trent  hadn't called his brother by name, but he could tell in Trent'
s eye's that some  kind of recognition was taking place. He just wasn't
sure how much  yet.
Steve and Walter were there early to get their reports and Steve
immediately went to talk to Michael. Knowing that Michael would need reassuring  with
his partner in his current state.
"Hey big boy! How are you holding up? I take it not to well since you're
sitting out here. The nurse told me what happened. I can only tell you that
it's  a good sign that Stephen is in there and Trent hasn't reacted
negatively towards  him, somewhere in his mind even though he doesn't recognize him
completely his  mind is telling him that Stephen is okay and someone not to
worry about. I know  this is hard but you're just going to have to be
patient Michael and just stay  close by. I can't let you stay in his room but if
you want to stay tonight, I'll  make sure you have a place to stay okay?"
"Please Steve I don't want to leave him, if he calls for me I want to be
here for him. I should have never suggested that we go horseback riding, it'
s  entirely my fault."
"Michael he could have fallen down a step or two and did the same thing,
you can't blame yourself for doing this. I'm sure Trent went along with the
idea. He hasn't been able to do a lot of things that he's use to doing, he
just  wanted to feel normal again and going horseback riding was a way for
him to feel  like he was normal. That's what he misses the most right now is
just a sense of  normalcy in his life. Face it, you have to admit that
physically he is not able  to do the things he is use to and it's making him
feel out of sync with  himself." Stephen came out of the room and told Steve
and Mike that Trent had  tried to say Michael's name but all he could say was
Wayne.
"I don't know if you should go in or not Michael. What do you think
Steve?
"I think we should wait a little longer and see if he says Michael or  your
last name, but this is a good sign Michael, perhaps bits and pieces are
coming back to him, just give him time Michael, stay close  by.
"I'm not moving from this chair until I can't stay awake anymore. Or
until he calls my name and I can hear him, just get me a blanket Steve, I'll
sleep right here."
Sarah and Clay had finally arrived wanting to see Trent. Steve suggested
that one person at a time go in with Stephen and not to say too much to Trent
 except hello and to ask how he was feeling. No questions about anything as
to  what he may or may not remember, let him piece it back together
himself.
Sarah and Clay both went in to see Trent individually. Each exiting with
the same result there was no solid recognition of either of them. Michael
grew  more despondent over the whole situation. Sarah and Clay stayed for a
while  sitting mostly with Michael who wanted more than anything to go in and
see  Trent, yet afraid to push Trent's memory to hard. He was trusting
Stephen to let  him know when it was okay for him
Peter brought Randy, Yvonne and Danny who all wanted to see Trent but  were
all afraid to go in and actually see him. It was Yvonne who wanted to go
first but only if Michael was the one that took her in to see her brother.
Michael tried to explain to her the reason he shouldn't go in, but Yvonne
heard  nothing insisting that Michael be the one that take her in. Stephen went
and  talked to Steve and Walter about the possibility of Yvonne going in
with  Michael. They finally agreed that another attempt with someone else
familiar  might help push Trent back into remembering some more  things.
Holding his breath Michael walked in the room with Yvonne with her arm in
his. Yvonne was her usual boisterous self, acting as though nothing was
wrong at  all. Trent looked surprised at first and then acted like his usual
self.
"Hey sis, where have you been hiding this boyfriend I was beginning to
think that you had given up on guy's." Trent laughed at himself, talking as
though nothing at all had happened. Michael's heart felt like it was going to
 burst he was so nervous with Trent's display of affection towards his
sister, at  least he remembered who she was.
"I was busy out in the hall with your brothers buster. And you be nice to
my friend he's been very nice to me and taking me where ever I want to go."
 Michael struggled with what to say or not say to Trent. He didn't want him
 screaming in pain again from some memory relapse of some  sort.
"How are you feeling Trent?" Michael was shaking on the inside unsure of
what to do. He wasn't sure if he should stay in the room or leave, he didn'
t  want to upset him in anyway.
"I feel okay but I have one massive headache hangover feeling going on
inside of my head, does that make any sense?" Trent looked questioningly at
Michael and Yvonne.
"Yes big brother, it makes perfect sense. How about I tell you what
happened instead of you trying to remember?" Trent agreed readily. Yvonne  briefly
described what had transpired and that he went horseback riding and was
thrown from the horse when he tried to jump over some fallen  trees.
"I do remember yelling at Blaze to stop running I didn't think that the
horse would make the jump over the fallen trees. Here it turns out that I was
 right I don't understand why Blaze did what he did, I just remember
yelling at  him and then I was here."  Yvonne  got up and kissed her brother and
then Michael.
"We're going to tell everyone that you're doing much better, but you take
it easy please, for me?" Trent smiled and nodded his consent. Yvonne took
Michael by the hand and headed towards the door. Michael tried to avoid
making  direct eye contact with Trent but was afraid to push him to hard at the
same  time.
"Hey buster where in the hell do you think you're going to? How long you
going to be gone?" Trent laid there looking at Michael questioningly.
Michael  wasn't sure what to do or how to act. It was like meeting Trent all over
again.  He wasn't sure how much he remembered.
"Well I thought I'd go out in the hall for a few minutes and talk to
Stephen, he mentioned Stephen's name because he was the one person that Trent
had accepted up to this point, he didn't want to push him and thought that
would  be the safest way out of the room at the moment.
"Are my parents here yet?" Michael froze in his tracks once he heard
Trent mention his parents.
"Yes big guy they're out in the hallway to, I'll get them in here with
Stephen in just a minute they might have gone for coffee, but let me  check."
"Don't take too long Mikey, we need to talk." Michael's stomach was doing
 somersaults by the time he hit the hallway and saw everyone looking at
them as  they exited Trent's room. He could see they all had  questions.
"I'm not sure how much he's remembered but he asked for you two, why  don'
t you go in and see what you get out of him. I didn't want to push him too
hard, so I'm just listening to what he says sentence by sentence and then
going  from there. I'm just not going to push him, I'm afraid to." Sarah
took Clay by  the hand and headed for Trent's room.
"You all wait here, Michael come back in soon, and I'll just tell him
that you went to the bathroom." Michael agreed with her and gave her a hug
before she turned and went in to see son.
"Hello there Trent how's your head feeling about  now?"
"Oh man Mom, I feel like I was run over by a train and then it backed up
to make sure it didn't miss." The three of them laughed. Sarah felt much
better  hearing her son talk like his usual self but she was still unsure how
much he  actually remembered. Like Michael she was afraid to push him too far
and risk  some kind of relapse. Clay was still feeling like he was walking
on thin ice  with his son and was totally in unfamiliar territory, someplace
he didn't like  being.
"Don't look so glum Dad, I'm going to be okay I keep remembering bits and
pieces of things. I remember that Michael and I were together while
horseback  riding, I remember yelling about something and then it goes black again
until I  woke up here. If I try to remember to hard it hurts my head so I
stopped trying.  I find it's easier if I just let it happen by itself." Clay
sighed a breath of  relief he was feeling much better about the  outcome.
"I'm glad to hear you talk like you are yourself Trent, I'll admit you
had me worried there for a little bit. The last time your mother and I came in
 you really didn't recognize us. I had this terrible feeling in my stomach
that  made me wonder what I'd do if you didn't get your memory back. I felt
lost and  helpless for you."
"Well don't worry Dad I'm going to be okay, shoot if I can survive
Jamaica, I'll survive falling off a horse to. I just don't know why Blaze threw
me off, but like I said I'm not forcing the issue, it'll happen on its
own.
"Hi, I'm back" Michael walked back in the room, smiling and inwardly
hoping that Trent had remembered more, he was unable to hear the whole
conversation from out in the hallway.
"Hey Little Buddy, glad you're here I was beginning to wonder where you
went."
"What a guy can't run to the bathroom for a few minutes?" Michael was
trying to joke with Trent to see how he would  respond.
"Come over here and give me a kiss I missed you and I know enough to tell
you that we were horseback riding together but that's it. The rest will come
 back to me later if I don't try." Michael felt himself relax, he knew
that he  had remembered enough to understand what was going on and like Clay
and Sarah it  made him feel at ease.
"I'm glad you're getting back to yourself, you had me worried this time,
after what happened in Jamaica and then this I was scared you lost your
memory  for good and wouldn't remember me at all. And then the first time you
saw me you  grabbed the side of your head and screamed out in pain, I was
really  afraid."
"HOLY shit, Danny was going to jump the trees! I thought you were going  to
fall off of Danny, that's why I went running after you, I was yelling at
you  to stop. Now I remember it. We went out riding and you were running
faster than  I had ever seen you run and I was positive that Danny wouldn't be
able to make  the trees that you were headed towards. I panicked I guess, when
I thought he  wouldn't make it, I wanted to get a hold of your reins so
that I could stop him  and you. Funny, I didn't want you falling off the horse
and hitting your head  and that's just what I did to myself and you were
fine. Well at least you didn't  fall off of and that's what I was trying to
prevent in the first place." Both  boys just laughed at the comic thoughts of
the whole  situation.
Fall moved into Thanksgiving and Christmas. Trent was going to have
surgery when they returned from Jamaica as he had planned on while in school.
This next surgery would be the last what Trent considered large surgery, the
rest of them were more about how Trent looked and ease of movement for him.
He  kept referring to them as cosmetic surgeries only there was only was one
that  really was cosmetic  And Trent  wasn't sure if he was going to have
that one or not.
By now Michael was use to the Christmas festivities at the Sanders
household and knew what to expect during the holiday season when everyone was
around. Stephen's friend Brad returned for Christmas this year, Michael was
instantly hesitant about him being there and this time he let Stephen know how
he felt.
"I don't know Stephen, maybe it's just me being over paranoid, especially
after our first meeting. I'm not sure why I'm telling you this because he'
s been  civil up to this point. I just have this gut feeling that isn't
sitting right  with me and I thought I'd better tell someone, in case, maybe I
am just being  paranoid after everything that's happened since that first
time he and I met.  That's all it probably is."
"Look Michael, maybe you're right and it's everything that's happened
since you met up with him since the last time. Then again, gut feelings like
that are things I happen to pay attention to. I'll just keep my ears and
eyes  open while he's here. I just don't like it when another person tells me
something about someone I already have questions about in the back of my
head."
"You mean you're getting the same gut feeling I  am?"
"No, it's not like that Michael. I just have had questions in the back of
my head ever since Brad was here the last time. There's something that just
 isn't sitting right with me when it comes to him, and I can't put my
finger on  it. So if two of us are getting the same gut feeling what does that
say about  him? Is there something? Or are you right and both of us are just
thinking about  the last time and it's making us leery this time?"
"And I don't want to say anything out of line or have things get
uncomfortable now."
"Especially if nothing is wrong, because then we'd both feel like
assholes."
"I don't know about you but the last thing I want to do is be the one  that
's wrong." Stephen and Michael just smiled at each other and shook their
heads in agreement.
"But we'll both be watching and one thing jumps out of line with him and  I
'm to be looking for you to see if you think the same thing I am or not."
Michael just looked at Stephen and they both started laughing, feeling like
 co-conspirators.
Christmas seemed different that year, perhaps it was Clay being home for
the month of December, something he had never been able to do before. He had
more of a hand in doing things with Sarah when it came to preparing for
Christmas. Since the house was gaining space here and there and the kids were
getting older, they had long ago converted one of the rooms into a craft
room,  and when Christmas rolled around it turned into a wrapping room for
them to work  in, but this year with Clay being semi-retired he had that much
more time with  Sarah, to get things ready for all of the kids and the
grandchildren.
Christmas Day was festive and relaxed for everyone, even Brad surprised
the Sanders by announcing that he would be starting work at one of the
families  companies. He had gotten the job without the help of Clay which was the
reason  it had taken him so long to begin working for them. He didn't want to
get the  job because someone got him in the door, he wanted the job based
on his own  merits, which Clay could understand and admired Brad's
determination.
"If you look at the times I placed an application you'll see about every
five to six months I'd apply. I didn't want to reply every two to three
months  and look like I was desperate, and you won't find your names as
references  anywhere. I'm happy to say it was me that got that job and you don't
know how  good that makes me feel to be able to say that to you Clay. I
always felt like I  was letting you down and you thought less of me because of
it. But as of the  second of January I'll be employed by one of the sales
offices in Burlington. My  territory will be the northeast and I'll be in charge
of six of your sales  people Clay. This way I feel like I got hired on my
merits not by who I knew,  that's just a bonus now that I'm your employee."
"I'm happy for you Brad, I really am. Your sales track record must be
good for them to give you that job. But as you are aware I've been out of the
office this whole month so I hadn't heard anything about who got the job, I
just  knew that it had been filled and the guy was supposed to be pretty
good."
"Thanks Clay that's a compliment coming from you, don't worry I won't let
 you down. We'll build up the northeast region under my direction, of that I
'm  positive."
"Well buddy that certainly is a surprise, I'm impressed, just as much as
my father if not more Brad." Stephen walked over and gave Brad a hug and
patted  him on the back. While still in their hug Brad quietly whispered in
Stephen's  ear.
"I'm sorry about what happened with Michael and I when I was here two
years ago, I was too embarrassed to come back last year, especially since I
still hadn't landed a job with you Dad's company." Stephen just kept patting
Brad on his back.
"Just let Michael know, he thinks you hate him because of that and feels
like I threw you out over it and that you and I had problems over  it.:"
"I'll take care of it, don't you worry, and the day isn't over." The two
parted both feeling better about their relationship. Both men had felt as
though  their relationship had suffered over the incident that had transpired
the first  time that he met Michael.
"Mike, come with me please. I need to talk to you." Michael instantly
looked at Stephen waiting for a signal of some kind to let him whether he
should  go with him or not. Stephen nodded at Michael giving him the okay to go
look and  Michael just went along. Michael got up from his seat next to Trent
and asked  him if he wanted anything since he was getting up anyway, he
declined. The two  of them went into the kitchen to see if Josh was still
around of if he had left  yet. It was still a little early Brad was hoping that
Josh had made fresh coffee  before he left, if he had left at this point.
There was a note on the counter.  It was from Josh, it read. If you're out of
coffee just hit the button on the  big coffee machine and it will take about
fifteen minutes to make up a fresh  pot. Have a nice day all of you, Josh.
"The man is great he left us all set up to make coffee, all we have to do
is hit the button and fresh made coffee will be ready in fifteen minutes he
says." Brad hit the button and went to get a coffee cup for  himself.
"You want a cup, what about Trent?"
"Yes I'll have a cup but Trent said he was all set at the moment, he
might change his mind if he knows it's fresh and Josh made  it."
"Go ask him."  Michael left  the kitchen and poked his head into the
living room, telling everyone that  coffee was going to be fresh in fifteen
minutes. So if you want some wait about  ten minutes before you come out, I know
that coffee pot is always faster than  Josh says it is." Michael returned to
the kitchen and pulled some coffee mugs  from the cabinet in case anyone
came out and didn't have coffee  yet.
"Listen Michael before anyone comes piling in here I just want to
apologize for our little meeting when you and I first met here. I was out of  line.
I was just going through a patch of frustration in trying to get hired at
the company, and two weeks before Christmas I got another letter of rejection
 from them. I was just not myself and I was out of line as I said. I hope
that we  can start over and maybe take a better step forward. I'd like to try
if you'll  give me a chance." Michael was surprised to say the least. He
wasn't prepared  for Brad's admission or his apology. But something stuck in
his gut and it  bothered him.
"That will be fine Brad, I can understand being frustrated over something
and how much it can affect your life in so many ways. I'm sure you've heard
 about the trial by now and how it went. So I do understand your
frustration I  really do. So let's just forget about it all together and pretend it
never  happened and we'll just go from today, I think that sounds good."
Michael  stepped forward and reached out his hand to shake hands with Brad, but
Brad  shocked him by stepping further into the handshake and leaned in to
Michael and  wrapped his arms around him and hugged him. The panic button in
Michael was on  red alert and he couldn't figure it out, everything that had
just happened in  the living room and then here in the kitchen said he
should be feeling  differently.
Brad finished his hug and stepped back from Michael and finished with a
handshake. Michael wanted to talk to Stephen and the sooner the better as far
as  he was concerned. Stephen had given him the nod to go ahead and go with
him and  Michael trusted what Stephen told him, so why where the bells going
off like  sirens inside his head and stomach? The first chance he had he
would talk to  Stephen, and explain what had happened with the man. Michael
trusted Stephen  more than his own gut instinct at the moment and decided to
not do anything, but  wait. Trent and Michael stood there, side by side in
the kitchen waiting for the  coffee to finish perking.
"Have you heard anything from the Trent's lawyers concerning his case
down in Jamaica, anything going forward or is it just wait, wait,  wait?"
"Ah, no, actually it is moving forward the insurance wants to settle out
of court, they don't want it to go to trial. His lawyers told him because it
would cost them not only whatever they pay Trent, but his lawyers are also
trying to charge them with all their fee's because they feel Trent shouldn'
t be  having to pay any fee's. And if the company they are representing had
hired a  good driver this wouldn't have happened. It seems that this
particular driver  has been in more than one accident where a lawsuit was
involved. I was surprised  that the man is working for a taxi company at all the way
they talked. So right  now we are just waiting for them to come up with a
figure."
"Sounds like Trent has a good set of lawyers working for  him."
"They are nice, we both like them and actually we found them from one of
Dad's lawyers, he recommended him. He's been really good about letting us
know  what's going on and promises to get as much as he can. Trent, I'm glad
to say is  not about the money, as part of the deal he wants the driver to
lose his license  at the same time. Trent could have lost his life he doesn't
want that to happen  to someone else. He feels that the next time it might
be a  child."
"That sounds like Trent, worried more about someone else than he is
himself, one of the things that I always admired in  him."
Members of the family soon began to filter into the kitchen, the ones  that
wanted coffee anyway. No one wanted to eat at that point, Josh had made
enough more than enough and most had been picking at one thing or another all
morning. Once that happened the conversation between Michael and Brad came
to an  end and was forgotten. The New Year's party at the house was strictly
family,  something that hadn't taken place in many years, the only
exception was the  presence of Josh and Andy who had been invited to stay and enjoy
and not to  work, work was for the day after New Year's Day. It was an
evening filled with  laughter and fond memories and a million questions to Trent
about the fact that  he really wanted to return to Jamaica.
"I assure you that the only reason I'm going back is that I know the
driver I'll be having for the week we're there. How can I go wrong, Ricky is a
good driver and values his life as much as we value  ours."
"I still wish you weren't going you two, I know you're right, everything
will be fine but I better not find out that you're getting on one of those
machines and driving around. And no heroics on the horseback riding, if you
decide to do that I know you didn't get to go last  year."
The boys left for Jamaica just as they had planned arriving at Sangster
International Airport in Montego Bay, the same airport they had taken off from
 when they left with Trent hanging onto life.
"I'm glad that we're able to come back this year Trent. When we left the
last time I watched you and wasn't sure about anything, I wasn't sure
whether  you'd even be okay the way you looked when we flew out of here. I've
been  thanking the man upstairs the entire flight down  here."
"Well I'm almost one hundred percent back to my old self, I know I'm not
there yet but another surgery or two and I'll be even better  yet."
"I'll be glad when we get to that point. By the way what did the lawyer
say the other day? We haven't had a chance to talk about it since you went to
 see him."
"They've come up with an offer which I have to decide if that's what I
want or not. He said it was an okay offer but that they could do better and
that  I should turn it down and see what the next offer  is."
"What was the offer?"
"A little over two million, then the lawyer gets his share, leaving us
about one and a half million for you and I."
"This isn't about what I get Trent, this is about what you get, this is
for the pain and suffering that you're going through, do you think it's
enough  for that? After what I've gone you see through in rehab and with
surgeries I  don't think it's near enough, but it's your decision to make Trent,
not  mine."
"I know but in the end it affects the both of us and what is going to
happen in our lives. I thought it's enough to build our house and pay for the
land it sits on, where ever we decide to live. I just want to make sure there'
s  enough land to build a house and a small barn so that we can have horses
on the  property, okay enough to go riding on."
"Trent, are you sure that's what you want to do with that money? What
about investing it? I think..." Trent put his fingers on Michael's lips to quiet
 him.
"If I wanted to do that I would and some of it will get invested. But a
large chunk is going to pay for the house you want, well what I want to. But I
 want to build you a house that you want and like."
"Trent are you sure that's what you want to do, I mean I'm flattered  but
..."
"Mikey, I've never been more positive about anything. This is what I want
to do not just for you but for us. I want this for our future, someplace we
can  live and raise a family." Trent looked at Michael as he spoke and let
the last  sentence sink in. Michael just looked at Trent and  smiled.
"Raise a family? Are you sure about that? I mean Trent that's a whole new
ballgame." Excitement was growing in the pit of Michael's stomach. Praying
that  this whole conversation was not a dream.
"You're not kidding me are you? This is not a game to play with me Trent.
Oh, come on, we've got to get out of here Ricky will be waiting for us in
the  parking lot. He said he'll have an orange box on top of his taxi to make
him  easy to spot. And he said he'd try and park as close to the front as
he could.  And that conversation about a family is not over by a long shot
Trent, this will  be a major topic of discussion this week." The two walked
out into the sunshine  and the eighty degree humidity free weather scanning
the parking lot looking for  an orange box on a car. It wasn't hard to find.
Ricky was parked about six rows  back from the front of the parking lot.
"My friends, my dear friends, welcome back to Jamaica. I'm glad to see
you walking Trent my mon, let me take your bags for you." Ricky loaded the car
 and put Trent and Michael in the taxi.
"Usual hotel you two or is there a new place this  place?"
"The usual Ricky, even the same room as last year, I requested it and  they
called this week and told me that it would be available. I'm happy that we
were able to get the same place the view from that room is fantastic."
Ricky  stopped on the way to Negril at the fresh market to get fruit for them
for the  first couple of days they would be there. Hoping that he would be
saving them  from going out to get snacks, he didn't want to have them having
to go out and  find their own while they were visiting. The aroma from the
fresh fruit filled  the taxi as they drove back. It was the reason Ricky had
brought the orange box,  to fill with the fruit he had planned on getting
them. He remembered how much  Michael had fallen in love with the fresh fruit
every day. Upon arrival Ricky  unloaded their bags right into their room
after they got checked in, he brought  in the box of fruit for them as well.
"Now I'll let you two alone and you can relax I know from talking to you
last week Michael that you guys have been busy, remember you're on Jamaican
time  now. That means SLOW down and NO rushing around, I made the
arrangements for horseback riding as you asked Michael. You're first riding time  is
at one o'clock on Tuesday, if that's too soon just let me know and I'll get
 the times changed.
"That's fine Ricky that gives us time to sleep in and then have something
to eat before we go riding any way. Thanks, why don't you come back around
dinner time and we'll go out to eat at one of the steaks places around
here, you  must know who has good steaks I'm sure."
"All right, you two get settled in and I'll be back around five thirty or
six o'clock and take you to a good place." Ricky left the two alone
promising  his return.
"Now, Trent since I know how you are, we are going to unpack and put
things away before we do anything else."
"I got some unpacking I'd like to do Mikey..."
"Trent you are not even going to think along those lines, now get over
here and help me out."
"Oh, I'm going to unpack all right and the first thing I'm unpacking is
you, you need to get out of those hot clothes and into something more
comfortable, you know I should probably do the same thing. We'll just get out of
these things and slip into some short and a t-shirt, how's that  sound?"
"That sounds find, but it's only to get into shorts and a t-shirt,
nothing else is going to happen at the moment Trent so get that mind of yours  out
of the gutter, I want to get us unpacked and settled for the week..." Trent
came up behind Michael and wrapped his arms around Michael's stomach and
quickly  ran his tongue up the side of Michael's neck and behind his  ear.
"Trent, stop that right now, I want to get this..." Trent began kissing the
back of Michael's neck and gently blowing into his ear. Michael moaned and
Trent  knew that he was weakening. He continued his assault with his tongue
on the back  of Michael's neck. Michael struggled to fight with Trent trying
to lean forward  so that he couldn't keep kissing Michael's neck. It didn'
t do any good, Trent  slid his arm up from holding Michael's stomach and
held onto his chest, making  it impossible for Michael to try and break free.
"Stop Mikey, just relax and give in, you know you want to, it's been
almost a week since we've been able to do this. Its okay baby just let it  happen
..."
"Why do you do this when I'm trying to get something done...why can't  you...
just...wa..."
"Sshh...I'll make you feel good buddy...just let it  happen..."
Trent felt Michael's body mold into his as he lifted the front of  Michael'
s shirt and ran his hand up over his stomach, rubbing it lightly. He
lifted higher and soon had Michael's right nipple between his thumb and
forefinger, pinching it lightly and twisting it at the same time. One of  Michael's
weaknesses were his nipples being played with. It felt like an  electric
shock going off from his nipple to the front of his dick. The fabric of  his
pants kept his cock straining to burst out from its confines. His cock
throbbed each time that Trent pinch or twisted either one of  them.
Trent turned Michael around and in the process removing his shirt. He  bent
his head down and took Michael's nipple and sucked it into his mouth biting
 it gently and flicking his tongue across the tip of it. Michael's knee's
weakened making it hard to concentrate on standing. His body leaned against
 Trent that much harder as he let himself give in under Trent's
ministrations.  Trent could hear the low moan that came from Michael's throat as he
worked at  turning Michael on even more.
Slowly he moved across the small space between them and the bed and Trent
gently laid Michael down. He reached down and undid his buckle and began to
tug  at Michael's pants. Michael lifted his hips so that Trent could pull
off his  pants and his underwear. He knelt on the floor and took off Michael's
shoes and  socks, then finished pulling off his pants and underwear. Trent
spread Michael's  legs and began kissing the inside of Michael's right leg
just above the knee.  Michael grabbed hold of the cover on the bed, lost in
his lust for his  lover.
"Oh Trent up higher go higher up my leg,  please..."
"Relax buddy, just relax I'll take care of you I'll make sure you feel
good."
Trent scooted forward a little and began to run his tongue up the inside
of Michael's leg, driving him further and further into a sexual frenzy. He
continued higher slowly getting closer to Michael's crotch. As he got closer
he  ran his tongue up in the inside of his right leg and then lightly grazed
 Michael's balls barely touching but hard enough for Michael to know that
he had  touched them. He made his way down his left leg to his knee. Kissing
it gently  he began the journey back up his leg and into Michael's crotch.
He stopped for a  few seconds gently blowing on his balls. The area he had
grazed earlier had some  saliva on it and the warm gentle sent a shiver
through Michael, as Trent's warm  breath seem to tighten his ball sac.
Trent dove into Michael's crotch and sucked one of his balls into his
mouth sucking and chewing tenderly on it. He used his tongue to bath the nut,
Michael reached down and put his hands on Trent's head, holding him in place.
 Trent went from one nut to the other, the precum was running down Michael'
s dick  and Trent ran his tongue up the underside of his cock scooping it up
and then  engulfing his cock completely. Michael moaned out loud in
delight. Trent crawled  up onto the bed and arranged himself over Michael so that
his cock was now at  the entrance of Michael's mouth. He never hesitated and
Michael swallowed  Trent's cock, gagging and bringing tears to his eyes. But
it didn't slow him  down or make him stop; he continued just the same as
when he first  started.
Both of them got lost in giving each other pleasure as they sucked on  each
other's cocks. Trent slowly pressed his pelvis downward feeding Michael
more of his cock. Trent put his arms under Michael legs and pulled them
upwards  and apart, exposing his hole for Trent to gain access to.  He eased up
and withdrew his cock from  Michael's mouth moving slowly forward, and pulling
Michael's legs further up. He  bent his head down and moved Michael's
balls so that he could reach his anus  with his tongue. He stuck the tip of his
tongue on Michael's hole and Michael  wrapped his arms around Trent pressing
his cock against Michael's chest and part  of his stomach, he used his
hands to grab Trent's ass and pull his cheeks apart,  allowing him to use his
finger on it. Trent wiggled his lower body as he felt  Michael start to play
with it.
Michael's upper chest was pressing into Trent's cock as he arched his
back even more, it felt more like a hot iron pressed between them and Trent's
precum began to make the surfaces of their bodies slide easily. The thought
of  this drove Trent crazy, knowing that he wanted to use it as lube to
shove his  cock into Michael's ass.
He slowly lifted himself off of Michael and gently placed kisses where
ever he could make contact with his lips on Michael's body. He squirmed as
Trent  placed his kisses lightly here and there, each spot randomly chosen at
the last  moment as he tried to move slowly and carefully. Before long he was
face to face  with his lover and Trent lowered his face to Michael's lightly
touching his lips  and then forcefully he began to devour his lover with
deep passionate tongue  probing kisses. Michael wrapped his arms around Trent
at first and then he used  his legs to wrap Trent completely in his hold.
Trent moved his kisses from his mouth to Michael's neck using his tongue
to wash his neck with his saliva, gently blowing warm breath on Michael
sending  shivers up and down Michael's back as he did so. Michael lifted his legs
more  trying to expose his hole for Trent to gain easy access  to.
"Do it now Trent, fuck me now, I need you inside me. I need you to unload
in me."
"Easy buddy, its coming don't worry, I'm going to drill you a new ass by
the time I'm done with you. Is that what you want little  buddy?"
"Yes Trent, you know that's what I want, more than anything, please don't
make me beg, please don't do that to me."
"Is that what you want? Me, deep inside you, pounding your ass and  grazing
my dick over that love nut inside of you?" Trent locked eyes with  Michael
and time stood still for the both of them, everything moved in slow  motion
as Trent slide his body down reaching his arms down and hooking them  behind
Michael's knees, pulling them both upwards. Spreading his ass open even
more, Trent's cock began to graze Michael's hole, making him shudder from the
 contact. Michael could feel his hole pulsing with  desire.
Trent pressed himself against Michael, placing his cock over Michael's
hole and rubbing his cock up and down over it. It fueled Michael's urges even
more, his body screamed for relief, he needed Trent buried inside of him,
hard  and hot. The precum flowed freely from Trent's dick giving him the
lubricant he  needed to shove his dick into Michael. He reached down and lined
his dick up  with the entrance to Michael's tight ass. He shivered in thought
of what it was  going to feel like once he plunged it inside of Michael, the
warmth, the  tightness around his dick. It was the familiarity of each other
's body that  heightened their sexual desire with each other. Trent still
wasn't use to it but  loved the feeling anyway, it was a feeling he couldn't
express to Michael with  words, just with actions.
Slowly he guided his cock to the spot he wanted and held it tight as he
pressed against Michael. The tightness began at the tip of his dick he felt it
 grow tighter as he pressed harder and harder, his cock slipped inside of
Michael. Michael groaned with pleasure as Trent filled him with his cock.
Both  of them didn't feel like moving at first, the pleasurable feeling that
they were  both experiencing neither wanted to lose. The tightness around
Trent's cock was  immeasurable he slowly glided it backwards and before losing
himself he thrust  forward just as slowly. Michael's prostate felt like it
was on fire as Trent  traveled over it with his dick, Michael's fingernails
dug into Trent's back  slightly tearing the skin he raked across with them.
"Oh god Trent, do that again, like the first time. You're hitting the
perfect spot in there." Michael closed his eyes and reveled in the moment of
his  over whelming carnality, he was totally lost in the moment. His body at
that  moment belonged to Trent and he knew it, Michael was limp underneath
his  body.
"Oh yea Michael, that's it baby just let it happen. Let me take you over
the edge. Trent began to increase his tempo a was thrusting his pelvis back
and  forth slowly increasing his pace, Michael grabbed at the sheets pulling
them  towards himself as Trent took him closer and closer to an orgasmic
high. Michael  could swear he felt the veins on Trent's dick pulsing as it
went in and out of  him. It was like a hot poker to him on the inside. His
balls were beginning to  pull taunt against his body signaling the beginning of
an orgasm he wouldn't be  able to stop.
Trent felt the same in his balls as his pace was steadily increasing and
his force to bottom out became stronger and unstoppable. There was no way
that  Trent would be able to slow down at this point his urge for release was
shutting  off any part of his brain that would allow to even try. The sweat
was dripping  off of him and landing on Michael making their bodies slid
against each other.  Every nerve ending in their bodies were exploding as their
love making  intensified. Michael used his legs to wrap them around Trent's
and hold him that  much more.
Their orgasms drew closer and the sexual frenzy they were in heightened
even more, they were on overload when Trent's orgasm hit first his final
thrust  into Michael moved him across the bed almost a foot and he screamed as he
felt  the molten semen erupting through his cock. He unloaded into Michael,
the moment  pushed Michael over his limit and the ropes of cum began to
spew from the end of  his dick, coating the two of them in his semen. Trent
collapsed on top of  Michael and the time worked at getting their breathing
back to a normal rhythm.  Their lovemaking had lasted almost forty minutes most
of which was spent with  Trent inside of Michael connecting each one to the
 other.
Holding Trent by the back of the neck Michael lifted his head and kissed
Trent, he wrapped his arms around Trent.
"I love you Trent that was wonderful. And now that it's over we have some
unpacking to do, so don't think for a minute I was fooled into forgetting
what  we first started out to do. So in about two seconds you're going to get
up and  you're going to get in the shower and when you're done, I'll get
one. And NO we are not conserving  water by showering together, that's just
another way for you to try and get me  side tracked. Now you've gotten what
you wanted and now I'm going to get I want  and that's getting unpacked so
we aren't living out of the suitcase all week.  Now get your ass in gear and
get in there. Michael poked Trent in the sides and  he began to squirm
around until he finally got away from Michael and bolted for  the bathroom.
Chapter 12 is in the works and will be posted before long. Find out what
happens between Trent and Michael as time draws closer to their upcoming
graduation and possible marriage? Will they make it down the isle in the  end?