Date: Tue, 22 Sep 2015 15:20:29 -0500
From: Jake Stone <studbluecollar@gmail.com>
Subject: Searching for My Identity, Part 9 (gay/incest)

Where we left them:

To say that we were a sweaty, smelly mess would be an understatement.
But we definitely went places together that I had never gone before.
Someday I'll have to ask him how he learned all this stuff.

"Want to clean each other?" he asked.

"It's probably a good idea." I laughed.

We got up and took a nice long hot shower. Helping each other clean
every bit of our bodies. It was pretty sensual. We both got hard
again. But, alas, we decided to wait because we were both hungry.

After our shower we laid down for a few minutes holding each other. It
was then that we decided that we would go to Black's Beach after we
had something to eat. I couldn't wait.

Part 9:

After we had something to eat I went back to the room as Jeb said he
was going to go gas up the Jeep and pick up some water for the beach.
It seemed odd that he wanted to gas up the Jeep now but we did need
the water. When I got to the room I put on sun screen all over my body
since we were going to be naked and in the sun all day.

It all took twenty minutes. Jeb was back in the room helping me gather
towels and then we were on our way. Jeb had cautioned me to wear
tennis shoes instead of flips because the climb down was quite steep
and it would tear up my feet. I was impressed how thought full that
was and took his suggestion.

It wasn't very far to the parking lot above the bluffs. When we got
out of the car we walked over and looked down. He wasn't kidding. The
path was at a very steep angle. And it was a long way down. Longer
than I expected anyway.

He told me to go first and he would just keep pace with me. Seemed
reasonable since he had been here before. But I knew I would slow him
down as I had never climbed down anything that steep before.

About half way down it almost leveled out for about 20 to 30 feet
before descending steeply again. A couple of really muscular guys were
hanging out on the rocks. I assumed that they were taking a breather
as they were climbing back up to the parking lot. The were quite
attractive actually. I looked back and smiled at Jeb to acknowledge
the eye candy and he smiled back. Just as I was about to turn back to
watch where I was going something happened. I tripped or fell. It
happened so fast.

I hit my head. Or something hit my head. Never the less I felt like I
was semi unconscious. Hands grabbing me. Roughly. I fell some more
down the path. People trying to stop me? Or kick me? I couldn't tell.
I was fading fast. I was being grabbed again. Someone was pulling me
up. Lot's of grunting but no talking.

"Hey! What's going on up there?" I heard through the fog. Then the
hands on me released me. I fell again and rolled down the path. Barely
conscious, but enough to know I was getting hurt, scrapped up for
sure. Pain below my chest as well as my head.

Before I blacked out I saw the two muscular guys running up the path.
Then I saw Jeb running up ahead of them. Were they after him? Then it
all went dark.

The next thing I knew I was in a hospital room. I could barely open my
eyes. Through the slits in my eyes I could see my Dad and Rex by my
bed. They both looked really worried. There was someone else there
too. Jeb? Nah. Too big to be Jeb. Then I went back to sleep.

Sometime later I woke again. The room was dark. I looked over at a
chair. Dad was sleeping in it. Made me feel safe for some reason and I
went back to sleep.

The next time I woke it was really bright in the room. There was a guy
in a white jacket looking at me and a nurse on his side. I woke with a
start. More aware. "What's going on? Where am I?" I looked at the man.

"You are in Scripps Green Hospital Scott. I'm Dr. Novak. This is Nurse
Hays." Then he turned to the nurse. "Go get his Dads. They'll want to
know he's awake". My Dads? That sounded funny. But I couldn't get the
strength to laugh.

"You had a tough fall out by the beach last week. Seems you were
roughed up as well. The police will fill you in on all that. You have
been here for five days. For the first couple of days we induced
sleep. For the last couple days we've been letting you come out of it
naturally. You have a few broken ribs and a concussion. Otherwise
mostly bruises and small cuts." The Doctor continued. Last week?
Roughed up? I sort of remembered but why the police? The doctor then
did the flash light in the eyes thing and said, "I'm going to let you
visit with your Dads but you have to get more rest. In the morning I'm
going to run some tests but I needed you awake for them." He smiled
and then patted my arm. He then left. The nurse followed.

A minute later Dad and Rex came running into the room. They were
somewhere between elated and worried. They didn't know what to do. I
just smiled.

"Oh god son. You had us so worried. How are you? Are you in pain?"
Until that moment I didn't even notice the pain. But it was there. A
really sore pain. Below my chest, my arms and back mostly. And a
whopper of a headache.

Dad was on one side holding my hand and Rex was on the other side.
Both looked so concerned. They both had very wet eyes too. But then I
remembered what the doctor said. "Why do the police want to talk to me
guys?"

Dad looked at Rex for support and Rex nodded. Then Dad said. "We
didn't know son. We had no idea he would do something like this."

"He? Do something like what?" I had no idea what he was talking about.

"Thank goodness for those Navy guys or who knows what would have
happened." Dad was trying to tell the story but he ended up breaking
down. He was kneeling by the bed sobbing into my hand as he held onto
it for dear life. I looked over at Rex. He had tears in his eyes as
well but was more composed.

"Navy guys? What is going on? What Navy guys?" I asked Rex. Rex looked
at me and held my hand tighter also.

Then he gave me a short version of what happened. It seems that Jeb
had arranged for a couple of guys to meet us half way down the path.
The guys were supposed to knock me out and take me somewhere so that I
wouldn't be found again. But there was a couple of Navy guys coming up
the path. They had been running on the beach and were headed back up
to their cars. They saw what was happening and scared one of the guys
and Jeb off. They were able to catch the other guy though and held him
till the police got there. The guy is cooperating and that is how they
know what Jeb had planned. It seems that since I had shown up in Dad
and Rex's life Jeb felt that he wouldn't be the chosen "son" anymore.
He decided to get rid of me. He was much more dark and sinister than
Dad and Rex could ever have imagined. Jeb and the other guy are still
on the loose. The police think he could be in Mexico.

"We are both so so sorry Scott. We had no idea." Rex ended the story.

I was in shock. But I was also worn out. I could feel a tear running
down my cheek as I passed out again. Next time I woke up it was dark
and I was alone. I thought of Jeb. He said he loved me. But it was all
a lie. I let it happen. I trusted him. And then sleep took over again.

The doctor was over my bed again when I woke. He smiled down at me and
said he'd like to run some tests before I ate. He got right down to
it. There was a small team there to assist him with some machines. I
was awake but foggy. Didn't really care what the did to me. As long as
it was over soon.

And it was. Soon they were wheeling machines out of my room. A male
nurse came and helped me get up and go to the rest room. It was
painful with my ribs but it was better than the bed pan that I had
been using so far.

After I was settled in bed again they arranged for food. I was told
that my Dads were resting at their hotel and would be back around 10
am. Meanwhile, for the first time I was told, that there was a
security guy outside the door. If I needed anything press the nurse
button and, if I felt threatened for any reason, then yell for the
security.

That brought the situation all back to me. I actually needed security?
Did they think Jeb would come back and finish the job? Whatever that
job may have intended to be. Did he really mean to do harm to me or
just lose me somewhere in Mexico or something? It was all too much to
imagine. I got sleepy again.

The next time I woke Dad was sitting in a chair by the bed. Rex was in
another chair watching TV. Dad saw me open my eyes and smiled. Didn't
say anything though. Just waited.

I asked about the security and Dad said that it was a precaution until
Jeb and his accomplice were caught. The police said they had a pretty
good lead thanks to the other guy. He was trading information with
them for a lighter sentence.

Then we spent the rest of the morning talking about nothing really. I
got tired again and they said they would go have a long lunch
someplace and let me sleep. They would be back around 3pm. I fell
asleep again.

I awoke to a commotion around 2pm. The police were in my room. The
security guy was by my bed. I looked around wondering what was going
on. The male nurse and the doctor were let in and I asked them what
was happening.

"That person Jeb that they were looking for was spotted on the
grounds. He was with the other guy. They caught the other guy but Jeb
got away. The other guy said they were here to finish the job." The
doctor said with much concern on his face. "Your Dads are on their
way."

"Finish the job?" I asked in disbelief.

The security guy turned around and said, "It was Jeb's intent all the
time to kill you Scott. He is not a very stable young man. When you're
stronger I'll give you the run down on who Jeb really is. But for now
I've got a call in to my office to have another guy in the hall while
I stay in the room until you are released. Then we will have to talk
to your Dad about security at the house in Palm Springs."

I was in shock again. How can this be happening? Jeb? That sinister?
"So the other guy said that they were back to kill me?" I asked.

"Yes Scott, I'm afraid so. It's best to be honest with you so that you
know how important it is for you to be careful. But I'll be with you
from now on." he said. He pulled up a chair and sat with me. After the
room cleared and a cop was posted outside the door I learned more
about my security guy. His name was Trent. He worked for an agency my
Dad has used on a regular basis. He seemed like a really nice guy and
was really familiar with my Dad and Rex. And if I was in a better
state of mind I would have noticed how smoking hot he was. Dark hair
and eyes. Filled out his suit really well. But I had other things on
my mind.

Within about thirty minutes Dad and Rex were let in the room. A whole
new look of concern on their faces. After they said hello to me and
shared their concern my Dad turned to Trent, "Trent, what do we have
to do to keep him safe?"

"I'm on it Jim. I have another guy coming from the agency to stay in
the hall and I'll stay in the room from now on. The police are going
to keep a man here at the hospital until Scott is released. When we
get back to Palm Springs it will be up to us to secure the house."

"Whatever it takes Trent. Whatever it takes." Dad said.

I was listening to the whole exchange. Then I said, "Dad, Trent said
Jeb isn't who he said he is? Do you know about this?"

My Dad and Trent exchanged a look and then he said, "Well son, I was
going to wait till you were stronger, but you might as well know what
we're dealing with. The story Jeb told us was pretty much a lie. His
name is actually Mark Swanson and he is from La Porte, Indiana. When
he was 17 he drained his parents checking account and got some of
their savings too. And then he killed them. He's been on the run ever
since. He bought a new Social Security number and a new name. The only
true part of his story was that he did wrestle in High School and he
did play football. The story about his Dad finding him and a friend
having sex was to cover the story of the murder of his parents. When
the money ran out he started to hustle and make his way to California.
He hustled us pretty well the son of a bitch." Dad was angry now. And
by the look on Rex's face Jeb or, er Mark, better hope that the cops
get him first.

After the story was over we all settled down. Dad and Rex took two of
the three chairs and Trent was in the other one. Everyone was deep in
thought including me. Soon I drifted off to sleep.

Next time I woke it was dinner time. The male nurse was back. He
gently woke me and told me it was time to eat. Trent was there but Dad
and Rex had left. I looked outside the open door and saw a cop and
another guy in a suit.

Trent saw my gaze and said, "That's Ricky. He's been with us for a
while. He'll stay in the hall with the cop till you get released. Then
he'll come with us to the house in Palm Springs." Then he said, "Your
Dads asked me to tell you that they would be back in the morning.
There is a couple things they wanted to do. They said not to worry and
they loved you" Trent smiled on that last part. I did too.

I ate my dinner, which was awful by the way, watched a little TV and
then was out pretty early.

The next morning I woke to the doctor again. He said he wanted to give
me a quick check up and that he was going to release me today. It
seems my Dad had arranged for a nurse to be at the house as well as
the security. So they will be moving me back to Palm Springs today.

Just before noon Dad and Rex showed up all smiles. There was still
that look of worry on their faces but they seemed more relaxed.

"Son, I'll feel a lot better once we get you home. I hired a medical
transport van to take you home. Trent and I will ride with you. Rex
and the other security guy will follow us. Two other security guys
will be in a car ahead of us. Never in my life have I needed so much
security but I'm not taking any chances losing you." A single tear ran
down his cheek. He made no move to wipe it away.

And that is the way it happened. It was insane. I had never had so
much of a fuss made over me in my life. I understood why everyone
thought it needed to happen but it felt strange just the same.

The drive to my Dad and Rex's house took a little longer than if
normally would have but it was a caravan of sorts. When we pulled in
the attendants and Trent took me out and wheeled me into the house and
took me to one of the spare bedrooms.

The days then started to just go by. Max and Pedro visited often. Max
told me what advances he was making as far as his business went. I was
glad. Pedro told me of the up keep on my house.

Dad and Rex, of course, kept a constant eye on me. Catering to my
every need. I finally told them they had to go back to their regular
lives. I was on the mend and felt as though I was becoming more and
more of a burden to them. Dad told me that taking care of me was the
biggest purpose he's ever had in his life. Rex felt the same way. I
grew to love them more than I could have ever imagined.

Several weeks after I got out of the hospital, the nurse had long been
discharged, I was feeling like my old self again. No more pain or
soreness. I needed some sort of activity. Away from the house.
Security was still keeping a 24 hour eye on the house and mostly on
me. I approached Dad about it.

"It's time I do something Dad. Like go to the gym or something. Go
shopping. I don't care but I don't think I can stand to be inside
another minute." I began to make my case but soon fell into a rant of
sorts. "I mean I appreciate everything and I like your house, but I
almost feel trapped. I'm better now. I need something to do."

"You can use the home gym anytime you want. There is a pool out back"
Dad said but I could tell he knew this day was coming.

"Come on Dad. You know what I mean. Let's go somewhere. Anywhere." I
look at him pleading. He had lost and he knew it. His shoulders
dropped.

"Scott, he's still out there." was all he said.

"I know Dad. But even Trent said that he doubted he was even in the
country anymore much less the state. Besides, I know whatever we do,
where ever we go, you will have Trent and someone else close by."

Rex finally joined in, "Jimmy, you can't keep him caged up for his
protection, what kind of life is that. Let's take a little trip. No
one will know besides the security guys where we are going."

Defeated at last Dad said, "Fine" and after letting out a deep breath
he asked, "So where do we go? I don't think I'd feel safe with Scott
anywhere in California."

"Too bad. San Francisco could be fun." Rex said with a smirk. Then he
said, "Key West? It's off season. No chance of running into anyone
there. What do you say Jimmy? Scott?"

"Key West? What's so great about Key West?" I asked.

"Island House" Rex and Dad said in unison and then laughed for the
first time in a while. They explained that it was a gay hotel in Key
West. For a gay hotel it was pretty nice.

It was then decided. Labor Day weekend was in two weeks. We would skip
that and go the second weekend after that. Rex got down to it. It was
decided that Trent would stay in an adjoining room to mine and then
they would try to get the owners suite. All trying to be poolside.

The second security guy would have another room in the resort as well.

It was as plans were being made that I raised the question, "How will
Trent and the other guy feel about staying at a gay resort?".

Rex and Dad both looked up at me kind of shocked. Once they composed
themselves Rex just said, "Baby boy, everyone that works for your
father is family. No worries there."

"Works for my father? You mean you own that security company as well?"
I had no idea, "And Trent is gay? Damn. Wish I had known that."

My Dad looked up again and said, "Why?". That protective look on his face.

"Oh nothing" I said with a grin and walked out of the room.

"Scott!" Dad yelled. Rex was laughing. But I wasn't going back in there.

But I did realize something. I missed sex. It had been six weeks since
the incident with Jeb or Mark or whatever his name is. And the last
person I had sex with was him. I needed something to take my mind off
of that.

Key West would be four weeks from now. I'll go crazy if I don't have
something soon. I started for my room and passed Trent in the hall.
Damn he was fine. But I didn't want to start something with him. Just
yet anyway.

"Trent?"

"Yes Scott?"

"Could you get Pedro to come over? I wanted him to give me an update
on the house. I haven't seen him in a couple days anyway. Miss the
little pup."

Trent looked confused for a moment and then got a sly grin on his
face. "Sure Scott. I'll have him come right over."

"Great, I'll be laying down in my room, just have him come on in." I
smiled at Trent and continued to my room. I took off my board shorts,
the only thing I had on, and laid down.

Within 30 minutes there was a soft knock at my door and it opened
slowly. "Boss?" Pedro said afraid he might wake me.

I was laying on top of the bed sheets naked and hard. "Come in Pedro
and lock the door." He looked at me and smiled. He latched the door
quickly and dropped his shorts and pulled off his shirt. The boy knew
what he was there for and he didn't mind at all.

"Are you sure you're ok boss?"

"More than ok Pedro. Now climb on up here and sit on my face." I said urgently.

"But boss. I..um...Max came over for lunch and he fucked me. I might not be...."

"All the better. I haven't tasted Max's cum in a while. Now Pedro. I
need this." I demanded. Looking back it was a bit harsh. But it had
been six weeks.

Pedro climbed up on the bed and turned so that his ass was facing me.
Then he slowly squatted down. His hairless hole coming into view.
Still a bit puffy from the fucking he had just received. Made me
harder than I already was.

When he finally had his ass planted on my face I stuck my tongue out
and went to town. I grabbed his hips and ate him looking for that cum.
He started whimpering. Typical Pedro.

Then he bent over and grabbed my cock. He slipped it all the way down
his throat in one swift motion. This pushed his ass against my face
more and I liked it. I could barely breath but I liked it.

I swear I got a taste of Max too. It was hot. I was in pig heaven once
again. It had been so long. I can't let this happen again.

Pedro was happily sucking me off but that wasn't enough. I pulled his
face off my cock and swung him around. I put him on his stomach on the
bed. "It's been six weeks Pedro. I don't want to hurt you....."

"Oh god give it to me boss. Please."

I was hoping my spit and Max's cum were enough. I lined myself up and
sunk into him. I heard a little moan of pain but then a few whimpers
had come out as well. He was fine. It was about me right now anyway.
"If I get too crazy Pedro tell me"

"Just do whatever you want boss. I'm ready. I want it." That was all
he had to say. I grabbed his hips and pulled almost all the way out
and then slammed into him. His lungs emptied and he cursed in Spanish.
"Are you alright Pedro?"

"Oh yes boss. Oh fuck yes."

I repeated and repeated. All my frustrations were being taken out on
Pedro's cunt. My pent up anger towards what has occurred. My feelings
and frustrations about being locked up in the house. I ravaged him. I
just kept pounding his hole.

I must admit. He surprised me. He gave himself willingly. But he also
met my fucks by pushing his ass back against me. Taking me in deeper.
The boy knew how to take a fuck.

It didn't last long. It couldn't have. It was my first fuck in six
weeks. The next time he pushed back and massaged my cock with his ass
muscles were all I could take. I came like a mad man. Deep into him. I
grunted loudly too.

His whimpers turned to grunts as well as he came all over my bed.

It took a few minutes for our breathing to become normal. I hugged him
close and kissed him. I thanked him several times.

He looked at me and said, "Anytime boss. Especially like that.
Anytime." He kissed me back and then started to get up. He grabbed his
cloths and started to walk out of the room. His legs could barely keep
him up.

He opened the door still naked and walked out with cum dripping down
his leg. Trent was outside the door. "Everything alright?" He looked
in at me. I was still half hard and covered with sweat. Laying on my
back with my arm over my eyes.

Trent walked in and looked down at me. "You alright Scott".

I looked up at him. Now that I know he's gay it changed the way I saw
him. I knew he was a hot strapping stud before but now he looks sexual
too. "Never better" I said.

"Anything I could do for you?" He said in a deep sexy voice I hadn't
heard before.

I laughed and said, "The only thing I need right now is something to
clean off my cock with and a nap."

He looked down at me and said, "You go ahead and take your nap. I'll
handle the other thing. He got on his knees and took me in his mouth.
He cleaned my cock off and then around it. Got my balls too. Then he
kissed the head of my cock and let it fall from his hand. "Have a good
nap Scott"

I watched him get up and leave in shock. Before he closed the door he
looked at me and said, "Pedro has a tasty ass" then he smiled and
closed the door.

Look for Part 10, coming soon, I hope. :)

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