Date: Sat, 6 Aug 2011 19:00:41 -0600
From: Max Anderson <cagetheangel_69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Love's a bitch-3

If you are under legal age, according to your state laws, if this story is
offensive to you or to anyone around your viewing area, or it is illegal
for you to view such content...well then I say this with all my heart PISS
OFF, go do your homework or something mmm k thnx.



Beep. Beep. Beep, oh god what is that annoying sound, it was drying me
nuts! I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't, my throat was on fire and my
body was numb...I felt paralyzed.

I finally open my eyes and took in my surroundings; this room looked so
familiar I just couldn't put my finger on it. There was someone in bed with
me, I turned to see who it was when I felt a strong vice grip wrap around
my neck again. Oh come the fuck on, not again haven't I suffered enough, as
if the stranger heard my thoughts he tightened his grip around my neck and
started yelling.

"No, people like you don't deserve to live; you are a filthy sick
disgusting piece of shit.... Oh I know everything about you...I also know
you are FAGGOT, a QUEER, a FUDGE PACKER, a FAIRY a-".I felt myself
fading...again; it was like I was relieving my nightmare over again. My
struggle became weak, my breathing slowed but I wasn't dying, and I was
surprised any human would have been dead by now. I felt like I was being
tortured, like I wasn't going to die but I was still suffering.Suddenly I
felt someone call my name it was faraway though but finally I gasped for
air this time and I actually could breathe. "Braeden..." I whispered but my
voice came out as a croak...I have no idea why I called his name, like
really it's obvious he wouldn't be there. I sat up and look around my
surroundings, white curtains, white walls, and white door even the floor
was white. "Where am I", I whispered. I heard a soft snoring from beside
me, it was my love, my night and shining armour, the reason I'm still
alive.God he was beautiful, his blonde hair laid softly against his face I
had to physically fight the urge not to brush his hair away from his
face. Braeden Salverda was so....ugh words couldn't describe how I felt
about this boy. I must have spent like 2 hours staring at him, my body was
so sore and I really had to pee. Not wanting to wake up my sleeping angel,
I swung my legs off the bed and grab on to my I.V stand for support and
stood up but the sudden movements made my head spin and my legs gave in but
he caught me in time. "And where do you think you're going mister", he
smiled at me. "I...I'm...sorry, I have to uhm...I need to use the bathroom,
sorry", I stammered. "You don't have to apologize for anything Bry, its
okay I'll help you". He wrapped his strong arm around my waist and I had to
bite down hard on my lips to prevent from moaning. He literally carried to
the bathroom with one hand, while his other hand grabbed on to my I.V stand
wheeling it to the bathroom. He stood behind me, pulling my hospital gown
aside and wrapping his arms around my waist to support me from
falling...nothing and do mean absolutely nothing was more embarrassing than
that moment. "Don't worry Bryson, I got you...I know this might be very
awkward for you but you can't stand on your own, so..." he whispered
huskily, his breath tickled my neck, and I shivered violently from the
contact. We both knew I could just sit on the toilet seat and do my
business but neither of us said anything. I felt myself getting very hard
and it made me more embarrassed but there was nothing I could do now
because my 7 incher was already out of my hospital gown now plus have you
ever tried peeing with a hard on...ya very difficult I know. "I...I can't
do it, I uh...It's hard to pee when-" "Hahaha its okay, just think of
something less...arousing" "Like..." "Well think of another guy's
dick". WHAT THE HELL!  It's like he knows I'm gay and is just trying to
torture me.  "I...I can't" I whispered "It's not that hard, listen to me,
and just close your eyes", he rubbed his hand up and down my waist. "Oh
Braeden...uhm I don't think this is a good idea", I squeaked "It's ok, just
think of a big hard throbbing cock, it's dripping pre-cum and it's warm and
hard", he whispered huskily in my ear. "Oh god, please just stop talking I
can't do this", I push my body against his and felt something hard press
against my ass, I heard him groan out loud. Oh my god, he's hard I can feel
his dick throbbing against my ass. He started rubbing his hands up and down
my sides as he thrusted against my ass. "Ok, then think of....think of MY
dick, it's really hard and it's leaking pre-cum, mmm just focus on my
cock". He groaned, as his thrust became faster and harder. Even thought he
was fully clothed, it felt amazing and I knew if he didn't stop we were
both going to cum right there. His grip on my waist became more tighter as
he kept thrusting. "FUCK! Bryson, you are driving me crazy, tell me to
stop", he growled against my neck as he pulled my right earlobe in his
mouth and nibbled on it.Him doing that took me over the edge, as I reached
around and pulled him close to me, groaning out loud I came all over the
toilet seat. "Oh fuck I...I'm coming Bry, oh...oh...ah...shit". "Oh my
fucking god!" I panted "Best fucking orgasm of my life...and I really do
mean that" he nuzzled my ear. "Ha ya right, I'm pretty sure you cum at
least every day...I mean look at you, you are a sex god...I'm pretty sure
like half the girls in our school has got in your pants", I
murmured. "You're my first, my one and only" he whispered against my neck,
nibbling on it. "I find that really hard to believe", I scoffed. "It's true
though, I mean other than jacking off, you're the only one who I've ever
done anything...sexual with" "Why I mean you're like the hottest guy in our
school...hell in the whole fucking town" "I was saving myself for you"
WHAT! I'm not sure I heard him right.  "What are you talking about?"
"Bryson Brooks, I'm hopelessly in love with you, ever since you joined
Boy's scout in Grade 2, I've jacked of thinking about you so much...I
remember when we were in grade 8 and we were playing dodge ball and I
slipped and fell on top of you. Time seemed to stop, it was like there was
only two of us in the room like we were in a bubble of our own or perhaps a
force field surrounded us that no one could enter... it was so hypnotic, I
knew the game was still going on around us but we were alone in our own
world. When I went home that day I jacked off so many times that it hurt to
touch myself for the next couple weeks...I. LOVE. YOU." He spun me around
and smiled at me, his eyes, fuck those eyes are beautiful...he is
beautiful. He loved me, Braeden Salverda loves ME...oh no, it's a fucking
dream. I know it is, I mean common really Braeden Salverda in love with me
pfft it's unreal. "Brooks, kiss me", he groaned.For some reason when he
called me "BROOKS"...the face of Stiles flashed in my mind's eyes, I shook
my head and leaned forward, feeling his hot sweet breath against my face
and as his face came forward; we were about to kiss when I woke up...yet
that's right woke up. I knew it was a fucking dream, too good to be
true. "Oh my baby, sweetie you had me so worried", the voice of my mom
erupted in the room as she rushed over to my bed and started showering my
face with kisses. "Aw, mom, common stop god you are so embarrassing", I
whined. "What! Can't a mother rejoice in her son's recovery?" she leaned
back and sat on the bed beside me. "Ya, but still I'm not a kid anymore"
"Fuck you, you will always be my baby boy, whether you like or not", she
laughed. "Whatever"...I murmured.  "So what the hell happened, and who is
Braeden Salverda? Her mood suddenly changing into one of a protective
mother. "Is he still here, oh my god mom tell me you didn't threaten him",
I sat up. "I didn't, I simply told him if anything happened to you, I would
rip of his arm and beat him with the soggy end" "Mother! What the hell", I
glared at her. "Hey! Bryson, you're awake", I heard his voice, I shivered
violently, god his voice turned me on so much. "Uh...uhm ya, I just woke
up", I stammered, lowering my head as I slid back under the covers, to hide
my flushing face. "I'm glad you're okay, you really had me scared and your
mom..."Mom glared at him. "Uh your mom is a very nice woman", he quickly
crossed over to the opposite side of the hospital room. "Ha, no she's not",
I mumbled. "Gee, thanks...like I was saying Bryson what the hell happened
to you", she asked. "Yo Bri, there was no yoghurt so I got you a fruit
cup", Stiles walked in, he looked at me and winked at me. My stupid
mentally retarded heart raced and my face reddened. Mind you it was not
from fear but from excitement. "oh honey, fruit cup is okay thank you...now
Bryson Dylan Alexander Brooks I will not ask you again, what happened; why
the hell did I get a call from the hospital telling me my son was strangled
half to death...hunh who did this to you!", she yelled, tears starting to
form in her eyes. Stiles walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her,
she clunged to him. For some reason seeing her touch Stiles made me really
angry, but I didn't want to know why I was angry.I could feel Braeden eyes
burned right through me, I knew he was going to be mad when he heard what I
was about to say. "Uh Mom, I don't know who did this to me, I didn't see
the person's face it was dark", I lied through my teeth feeling sick about
lying to her, I hated it. Braeden scoffed as he glared at me one more time
before he stormed out of the room. Tears filled my eyes as I sighed and
slumped back against the bed...I just lost the best thing that ever
happened to me.Now I'm pretty sure you are all wondering what the fuck is
wrong with me, I was almost killed by Stiles. But no one knows him like I
do, we have been friend for a long time...maybe not what other would call
friendship but to me it was the best relationship I ever had. See I don't
have any friend and having Stiles as my friend made my life shitty but I
don't want to let him go.Stiles was like I don't know how to explain it but
I just couldn't tell my mom he almost killed me, plus if I did I would just
ruin my mom's friendship with Parker- Stiles's mom and my "friendship" with
Stiles. "Oh honey, don't worry whoever did this to you will pay for the
consequences...I'm going to filed a report" she stood up and unlock her
hold from Stiles. "Mom! No please just leave it alone drop it", I sat up
again and noticed the expression of Stiles face was utter panic. I felt so
bad for him, and I don't know why I wanted to slap myself for showing any
kind of compassion for the douche bag. "What the fuck are you talking
about, of course I have to file a report, my son's life is in danger", she
yelled at me getting angrier. "Mom, please don't do this to me ok I just
want this to be over I want to get out of the hospital and just pretend
nothing ever happened...please, I'm begging you", I cried. "Ok...okay, fine
I won't file a report but if this happens again-" "Yes mom I know, thank
you I love you" I cut in. "Love you too, hun...Stiles, I'm going to go grab
your mom from work, she wants to see Bryson...stay here with him...I know
he wants you here". She kissed my forehead and Stiles's before walking
out. Leaving my killer and me alone in the room, ironic, isn't it? "So
Brooks, how are you feeling, you know you really scared me bud", he
whispered as he moved closer to bed and laid beside me half his body on
me. "Fuck you!" I snarled at him. He smiled at me, "oh I guess I deserved
that. "No, you deserves to die, you asshole, you almost killed me", I cried
"I know Brooks and it kills me every time I think about it, you know I
don't hate you I was just mad..." "Oh sure, because when someone is pissed
the first thing they do is strangle their friend", I yelled at him. "I'm so
sorry, and to show you how sorry I am", he leaned forward till his forehead
was touching mine. "I'm going to kiss you". And he did, as our lips meet,
his warm tongue enters my mouth and my body begins to quake.  I moan as I
press my mouth as far into his as it would go.  I wrap my arms around his
body as tight as I can, and he quickly does the same. I don't know why I
was doing this but god it felt so right, but so wrong at the same time.I
honestly don't know how long we've been kissing but someone barged through
the door interrupting our lip lock. "What the fuck is this?!" Braeden
yelled, his face red and his body shaking from anger.  Hey guys sorry, it
took me so long to write the 3rd chapter but as you can see it's pretty
long lol, 6 pages long haha some of you requested for a longer chapter...uh
I hope this make you happy lol. And don't be afraid to send me an email
telling me what you think I love getting your emails it's like present on
Christmas day lol...anyways ENJOY and let me know what you think J