Date: Thu, 31 Mar 2016 22:23:01 -0400
From: Randy Wade <randywadestory@gmail.com>
Subject: Sunshine chapter 1

This story is pure fiction. Any person resembling the characters in this
book are co-incidental. Unless known celebrates or persons their comments
and reactions are fictional.

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Sunshine

Chapter 1

Little did I know that the day this little fucker came into my life it
would be fucking changed forever. Don't get me wrong, I may never say it or
be the one to show PDA's but I love the little fuck.  He knows I love him
too. That being said, I can't say we are in a relationship but then we are
more than fuck buddies too.

When we have sex it's unbelievable and constant. Between him and the
occasion pick-up at the bar my sex life is on twenty-four seven, seven days
a week. I can't say no him though and to be honest I don't want to
either. He is one hot piece of ass.

Liam Carter Evans is a hottie with blonde hair grey eyes slim with a nice
tight bubble butt that most women want to have. His face is beautiful but
still holds soft masculine features. The thing though that catches your
attention most is his mouth, more so when he smiles. it just lights up the
room. Yeah me, Gavin Cox is saying this lovey dovey crap. I won't admit it
though and will call anyone a liar that says I did.

The first time I took him to the Midtown Diner in the gayborhood. Which in
Philadelphia is pretty much anything east of broad street in center City.
Diana, whom most consider the Gayborhood Mother took one look at him and
automatically adopted him. Pretty much what all my 'friends' did. Liam had
that effect on people. As much as I wanted to deny it, he had an effect on
me too. I hated it to.

Me, I was what most would call a rich spoiled brat. Personally I don't see
it. I just didn't give a fuck, unless it's bent over. I was just lucky
enough to born into Old Philly money. When I say old I mean old. What
started out as a shipbuilding industry along the Delaware in the mid 1750's
turned into shipping in and out of the colonies. Soon became a huge store,
then hotels and soon spiraled outwards.

Cox Hotels and transportation though became the main source of money.
Shipbuilding was a thing of the past. I got to admit it's nice to go any
major city around the world and not have to worry about there being no room
in the inn. Still though it was a lonely existence growing up. So yeah in
one way I was lucky.

My parents had three kids. I was the youngest. I was born twenty years
after my sister, Reagan. Who was born five years after my brother James
William Cox V.  The old man of course was the fourth. Mother now she is
more interested in her charities, clubs and society. By society I mean the
Highest of high society.

To say my family was snobby would be like saying a hurricane is a little
storm. Now being my mother was forty-five when I was born and my father was
ten years older. They were both very busy with their lives and I pretty
much was an interruption in it and they let it be known. My siblings did
too. So I was pretty much left to the servants to raise.

Now being raised by the servants had an advantage they really couldn't
punish me. Dear old Mother was busy with her clubs and charities and my
father was busy with his business dealings and the revolving door of
mistresses. Mother knew about them and as long as he didn't flaunt them she
didn't care. I think she was relieved that he went elsewhere for sex. I
can't blame him for that either. Mother was colder than dry ice.

I figured out when I was twelve I was gay. Started fucking the boys as soon
I hit seventh grade. I was smart about though I never has fucked without a
condom. It wasn't that hard to get partners either. I wanted a boy I got
the boy most of the time. By the time I hit sixteen I was a regular fixture
in the Gay clubs.

When my parents found out they were of course ashamed that they had a fag
for son. I guess it wouldn't be so bad if I didn't flaunt it around them
and their friends. Needless to say I would be poor as fuck today if my
Great Uncle, who also happens to be a fag didn't die when I was seventeen
and left me his portion of the family business which was the controlling
part of it. He also left me the old family house on Washington Square.

 So at eighteen I said fuck you and moved into the house. I then did the
unthinkable I file for emancipation from my parents and got it. Amazing how
easy it is when you can show a little green around the courts. Thank you
Philadelphia for being a city of corrupt politics.

I have been called an asshole, prick, heartless and so much more. None of
which were would be considered a redeeming quality. Do I care? Fuck no. Am
I any of those things. Probably. But it never stopped me from getting laid.
I set my eyes on a hottie with a hot ass and he's mine.  Was It because I
was hot? I'd like to think so.

Am I slut? Fuck ya I am but I am a picky slut. I have a certain standard I
keep when picking some dick and ass for the night. Hot, hung and horny. I
don't care about if he gets confused counting to three or not. Honestly not
like I want to have a conversation. I want to suck and fuck.

That's all changed now. I just have to let Liam know. He wants a
relationship I resisted I was happy with the things the way they are. It
wasn't until he was gone for a few months that I realized I already was in
a relationship. I was just too stubborn and scared to admit it to myself
and to him. That I love the little fucking bitch. He is my Sunshine.


Liam

Here I am ready to go out on stage. I wasn't nervous. I was full of
confidence. I worked hard to be in the finals. I worked damn fucking
hard. I won four changes and never been on the bottom. Even though there's
only three of us left both them having been at the bottom, I am not shoe
in. They are both seasoned and established performers.

I thought back to a rounds when I won a video call home on a
challenge. Several of us went into the lounge. I had told them all about
Gavin, ok I embellished slightly about how affectionate he is. Though I
know I didn't lie when I said he loved me, even though he never said it.

 It's just the things he does without saying anything. That and the fact I
have been living with him for the past three years. He took me in after my
parents kicked me out of the house and got me emancipated so they can't do
say shit about it. He acts like a heartless selfish prick but is really one
of the most giving people in the Philadelphia Gay Community I know. They
just don't know it.

I sat down and flipped the lap top on and connected to skype. I waited
while it rang. He knew I was going to call about this time if I won the
call home. I also knew there was a big chance he wasn't home. Her answered
on the fifth ring.

 The guys around me all OMG'ed at what they saw. I grinned ear to
ear. Whether on purpose or not he appeared on screen damp and wearing
nothing but a towel. The queens around me loved it so did I. Who
wouldn't. Gavin is a living wet dream.

I looked over him for a second. Brown hair that's almost black. Green eyes
and a strong handsome face. His body though was a work of art. Smooth and
muscular with a think trail of dark hair going down from his belly
button. His abs looked hard as did his pecs and bi-ceps. I knew through
that though it was hard it was the best pillow I had. His chest.

"Hey Sunshine. Sorry just got out of the shower." Gavin grinned into the
camera.

"I don't mind. Personally I think you still have too much on." I said
joking. I heard few agreements from the three guys that were there.

"I can fix that." He said and dropped the towel.

 I wasn't surprised he did it. I was expecting it. Gavin is one of those
guys that doesn't have issues with being naked around others. Doesn't
matter if he knows them of not. I laughed as I heard the OMG's and oh
babies. Secretly I was too. I never got tired of looking at him
naked. Sometimes I'd wake up and just stare at him, memorizing every muscle
and sound he made.

"Damn Gavin now I miss you even more." I sighed.

He sat down his crotch now out of sight. "Oh I see you're not alone." He
knew I wasn't alone. Gavin doesn't miss anything.

"Yeah I talk so much about you they didn't believe you existed." I said.

"It's not that we didn't believe he existed." said the bitch from behind
me.

"You just thought I was some old sugar daddy huh?" Gavin said in his silky
deep voice that also accused the bitch too. Gavin didn't wait for a reply.

"I miss my Sunshine in the morning staring at me while he thinks I am
asleep."

"You know about that?" I was a bit surprised but then I knew I shouldn't
be.

"I don't miss much. So how things going been on the chopping block yet?"

"Nope, so far so good."

"great, keep it up. I am proud of you."

'Thanks, that means everything to me." I felt myself start tearing
up. "Gavin I miss you so much."

"I miss you too Sunshine. I love you." He smiled and threw a kiss. I took
that as a bit of show for the group around me.

"I love you too. More than anyone. Bye."

"Bye beautiful."

I was brought back to the present by the music coming from stage.  I was
still in a bit of a fog. The three of us were directed. Towards the
stage. I wasn't until I heard Crystal Clears, Empress and Kyria Agori that
I came to my senses. Everything came in slow motion. I moved out onto
stage. I was in a dream until I made my way down the run way. I saw Gavin
sitting there his eyes never left me. I smiled and he winked. I was going
to be okay.




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