Date: Wed, 11 May 2016 08:03:38 -0400
From: Randy Wade <randywadestory@gmail.com>
Subject: Sunshine chapter 4

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Sunshine

Heartbreaker
Chapter 4

Gavin


I needed to sleep so I went home. It's been a long day. I dealt with
assholes on the Board of Directors. Thanks to Jake I had wind of a coop in
progress. My mind was fucked up. maybe that's why this kid was making me
feel like a dumb shit, like caring about him. Fuck this crap.

I walked from the Hospital to Washington Square. I really don't remember
much of the walk. I entered the house and made it to the staircase only to
be met by Pearson. I nodded and went up the stairs stripping as I
went. Pearson picking up my clothes as he followed. By the time I made it
to the bedroom I was wearing only my Calvin Klein's. I crawled into bed and
fell asleep immediately.

I woke up several hours later, hard and horny. The only thing that bothered
me was that Liam was the first thing I thought about when I opened my
eyes. I had to get this kid out of my mind. The clock said 8:30. I had time
to shit, shave, shower, get dressed and eat before I hit Boy Culture. It
was an off night for the club but that meant only there wouldn't be long
line to get in.

Once I did my bathroom shit, I picked out my clothes.  I pulled out a pair
of C of H Jeans, a Jared Lang White button up shirt. Salvatore Ferragamo
loafers and Belt. Jewelry wise I went simple. I put on Meistersinger
Watch. I was already wearing a David Yuman cross and ring. Satisfied with
the look, which I had better be considering I was wearing about six grand
worth of clothing and accessories. I went down to the kitchen and told
Pearson I would grab something at the diner. I grabbed my keys and headed
out the door.

I stepped into the Midtown Dinner. I looked around and saw Bazza, Steve and
Steve's boyfriend, Isaiah Williams. I frowned, I wasn't in the mood to spar
with Isaiah. Unfortunately, Bazza was facing the door and waved me over. So
much for avoiding Isaiah's superior attitude. I reluctantly went over and
slid into the booth next to Bazza.

"For the cost of your wardrobe, you could pay for the rent for a homeless
minority family for a year." Said Isaiah looking at me over his glasses
perched on the end of his nose.

"Off tonight Steve?" I said, ignoring Isaiah's comment.

"He and I are volunteering in the community center tonight. It's something
you wouldn't know about, charity." Said Isaiah. The sarcasm thick.

"Anything new with the kid?" I asked Steve. Again ignoring Isaiah's
taunts. Normally I would trade insults but tonight I am not in the mood.

"Honestly, I am surprised to hear you have interest in something other than
getting laid. Although this may be a future fuck toy for you."

"As usual Isaiah, you're talking out of your ass. As a Lawyer you should
know better that make comments without getting the facts. Now listen to me
closely. I am not in the mood for your little bitchy comments tonight. So
if have any more comments, voice them at your own risk." I said with as
much venom as could.

He opened his mouth to say something but Bazza cut him off. "Gavin is not
just blowing smoke mate."

"So how is the Kid?" I asked again.

"As of 6:00 tonight he is in stable condition and breathing on his own
though still in a coma." Said Steve smiling.


Diane put four plates in front of us. Cheese lasagna for Bazza, Fish for
Steve, salad for Isaiah. For me she put a Rueben in front of me minus the
sauerkraut. I looked at the plate with the hot sandwich. I hadn't placed an
order yet.

"How do you know I don't want the meatloaf special?" I asked Diane.

"Your predictable and I believe said this is the only fucking food that's
fit for human consumption in this place but if you want the Meatloaf
Special I can always get Cookie to nuke it for you." She said pouring
coffee into our cups then leaving before I could answer.

"How can you eat that? It is disgusting that you'd eat the flesh of an
animal reason for its existence is to only satisfy the carnivorous
appetites of humans." Said Isaiah with a look of disgust.

"If I was rabbit for a tail or a self-righteous asshole I'd eat a salad
instead. However, since I'm here to giving the cow a reason to have
existed." I said taking a bite of the Rueben.

"You're such a self-absorbed asshole. You know that Gavin?" Isaiah said.

I put down my sandwich. I fought the urge to do one of the two things that
popped into my head. One to shove the sandwich down this twat's
throat. Second to hit that condescending piece of shit in the face. I took
a deep breath and looked at him directly. Then looked at Steve. Steve had
that look that said he knew what I wanted to do. I felt Bazza grab my thigh
under the table.

"So what do you want for the favor?" I said to Steve. Deciding for now that
Isaiah just needs to be ignored.

"Just enough money for a down payment on a building in Fishtown for the
clinic. We are losing our space we rent on Locust Street." Steve said. He
knew Isaiah lucked out of getting my wrath.

"As usual you only do something for the community if you get something in
return." Isiah mumbled loudly.

"Mate, I suggest you shut your mouth before you end up fucking yourself."
Bazza said.

"Don't bother Bazza. Some people just need to hear themselves talk about
how fucked up everyone else is so that they can forget the lives they have
ruined or maybe their death because they were don't know they are to drunk
not to drive." I said, looking directly at Isaiah.

I knew that hit home. While driving drunk for an all-night binge and Bar
hopping, Isiah hit an SUV driven by a woman and her three
grandchildren. Their only living relative. The accident caused the death of
the woman leaving the kids without any living relatives to take care of
them.

I smiled as Isaiah looked down for a moment then got up from the booth and
walked out the door. I hit a nerve. I was glad. Normally I wouldn't have
said anything like that. I maybe an asshole but I am not a prick.

 "That was uncalled for. He did his time and hasn't touched a drop of
alcohol since then." Said Steve.

"That may be true, I don't know. Though if he wants to keep throwing stones
he will get them thrown back at him. It's not like he wasn't warned." I
said taking the last bite of my Rueben.


Steve got up to go after Isaiah. They were really an odd couple. Steve was
a reserved guy who shied away from controversy. Whereas Isaiah was the one
who chased after causes. Anything but reserved. Strange bedfellows.


"I need to get to the club. I need to make sure security is beefed up after
Sunshine's attack." I said getting up to leave.


"Ok mate." He said leaving me.


We walked up Samson Street towards Thirteenth Street in silence.  I thought
about Sunshine laying in a coma in Jefferson Hospital. What was it about
this kid that had me thinking about him? When I saw him out of drag I
recognized him, even with the swelled up face and bruises. I remember
seeing him the club several times. The I.D. he had was definitely fake but
I let him stay. He didn't drink anything other than a Rum and Coke and he
had nursed them.

I remember thinking how when he smiled the room had lit up.  He always
seemed happy, outgoing and seemed to make friends easily. He handled the
oldies hitting on him with grace. I don't remember him leaving with
anyone. Fuck I need to think about the Club not him.

We got to the corner of Samson and Thirteenth and saw the flowers being
stacked around candles. Near the alley where he was attacked. We walked
over towards Club passing the alley and the line forming to get into the
Club. Usually I checked out the guys waiting to get in for potential
hotties and quick fucks. This time I walked directly to the door not
bothering to look at anyone.

I nodded to the bouncer checking ID's and stopped. "Close the doors and
come inside." I said and pushed past him and the guys waiting to get in.

I looked around the Club, there was about 40 customers, Bartenders and
security guys were in place. "Staff meeting at Blarney Stone now." I
yelled. The Club had twelve Bars. Actually it had five clubs in one. Boy
Culture was the name of the dance club, had six Bars. There was the Irish
styled pub called the Blarney Stone which had one Bar it also served the
restaurant. There was a Male Stripper section called Boy Toys that had two
on the second floor. Also on the second floor was a piano Bar called
Chopin's which had one.

On the third floor was a member only club, I named Topper's, which had two
Bars and a small dance floor. This part didn't open up until midnight and
stayed open until five in morning. I gave all drink profits from that Bar
to HIV foundation I started up. This I did not advertise.

I sat down at Bar one in the Blarney Stone. I watched as word was passed
around for everyone to gather. Bartenders locked up their Bars and
instructed their customers that drinks will only be served in the Blarney
Stone until further notice. Once everyone was there. I stood up.

"Everyone knows that a customer was attacked early this morning. He is in
stable condition though still in a coma. This will not happen again. Boy
Culture already has issues with the Washington Square West haters. We don't
need to give them more ammo. We need to keep our eyes and ears open." I
looked around and saw a few nods from the fifty people I had currently
there. I employed a total of one hundred and twenty people.

"That being said, I want you all to know that I will be employing more
bouncers. Joe you're the head bouncer so start looking for big dudes to
fill in I want a total of eight per shift. Hire what you need. I also want
you to stop the drug trade in Boy Culture. If I catch anyone selling or
dealing with in my Club. I don't care if it's so much as a joint I want
them arrested and barred."

"Now I will be posting a twenty-five thousand reward for any information
for the capture and arrest of the person's or person responsible for the
assault. Start spreading that around." I said to my staff.  "I want that
posted around town and put in the papers, Matt." I said to my Manager.

Satisfied they all got what I said. I dismissed them and instructed the
doors to be opened. I motioned for Matt to join me at the Bar. "I want you
to put gates up in that alley I want lighting and cameras all over the
outside of the building. I want it done yesterday." I said downed my drink
and went into Boy Culture.


I was sitting at the Bar on second level of Boy Culture VIP section which
looked over the dance floor, when I was joined by a forty something guy. He
looked out of place though dressed in jeans and a tee shirt and boots. I
had to smile. "Officer can I help you?"

"Detective Mayer actually." He said holding out his hand. I shook it and
waited for him to continue.

"Nice of you to offer a reward Mr. Cox. It may actually help me get enough
information to actually make an arrest." He said as he leaned back in the
seat.

"So, I take it you have a few suspects?" I asked.

"Just people of interest." He said. I nodded my understanding.

"If you weren't on duty, I'd offer you a drink." I said.

"Just so happens I am not on duty. Considering the price of the drinks. A
free drink would be nice."


"What are you drinking?"


"Vodka Martini."

"Hope you're not driving." I commented as I signaled a Waiter.

"Nope live only a few blocks away."

"I smiled when the Waiter came over. Another Grey Goose on the rocks for me
and Rainbow Vodka martini for Mr. Mayer."

"House specialty." I said to the detective.


Detective Mayer had left after having his drink. Leaving me to look around
the club. I watched some muscle head flex and strut around. He was ready to
fuck and looking for someone to worship his body. I was sure he'd find
someone to do just that. At some point of me watching him Bazza had slipped
into a seat at my table.

"So how long do you think it will take before that muscle head gets laid?"
he said.

I watched as he pushed and shoved his way to the Bar to get a drink. "Not
long but he is the one who is gonna be fucked." I said standing up.

I walked down the steps and made my way towards the muscle head. Once I got
there I stepped up to the Bar. The Bartender saw me and smiled and gave me
my Grey Goose one the rocks. I turned and eyed up the muscle bound man
beside me.

"Like what you see."

"Sorry don't do little dicks."

"Who you talking to pretty boy."

"Someone who his hung like a flea."

"Bro. I don't know who you think you are but talking about ... but I got a
bigger dick than most of these twinks in here. Including you. You got a
nice ass though. I'd fuck it." He said looking at me though his drunken
haze. God I hate guys who can't hold their booze and don't know when to
call it quits.

"Tell you what If your dick is bigger than mine you can fuck me. If mine is
bigger I get to fuck your ass." I smiled.

"Ain't gonna happen. There's too many guys out there who want my dick."

"Okay, if you think that's true let's change it around a little. If I can
get some guy, we both agree on is desirable before you do, I get to fuck
you." I changed tactics.

"You're on pretty boy."

We finally agreed on a guy. He had red hair and nice slim body and nice
ass. I had seen the guy around a few times. I had to admit he was hot but
gingers where not my thing. A bet's a bet though. The muscle head made his
move and went out to dance with the ginger.

I had two advantages over the muscle head, Brad. One I was the owner and
ginger knew that and flirted a few times with me. Two Muscle Head Brad
didn't know either part of advantage one. I watched them dance Brad pulled
him to a Bar on the other side opposite of mine. I reached behind the Bar
and grabbed a phone. I dialed the Bar across. I instructed then to inform
the ginger that all his drinks were on me. I watched after the Bartender
told him and pointed towards me across the Bar. I watched as the ginger
looked over towards me and smiled. He grabbed his beer and made his way
over towards me with Muscle Brad following.


It didn't take long for me to get the ginger, Randy to go up to my
office. I let Brad follow us. Once in the office Randy and I were striping
the clothes off of each other. Brad stroked himself through his jeans and
watched as Randy licked his way down to my boxer briefs. He chewed on my
hard dick through the briefs. Slowly he pulled the front down and engulfed
my cock in one try. I had to admit this hot ginger could suck some cockpit
maneuvered my way over to the leather sofa and sprawled out. I looked over
at Brad and he had his pants down to his ankles and was slowly stroking his
cock. I had to admit he was hung. I motioned him over to us.

He stepped out of his jeans and underwear and made his way over. I grabbed
his balls as he kneeled one leg onto the sofa beside me. He had nice big
balls to go with the what I though was maybe a seven inch and thick
cock. He continued to stroke it as he watched the ginger suck my cock. I
watched as Brad spread the precum leaking out from the tip over the head of
the cock.

I pulled the ginger up from my cock and pulled down his pants as I shoved
my tongue down his throat. I pulled his underwear down exposing his ass. It
was smooth with just hair in the crack. I stuck a finger in Brads mouth and
then slid it into Randy's ass. A deep moan came from the gingers mouth as I
inserted a second finger.

After inserting a finger, I broke the kiss and let go of Brad's balls. I
pulled Randy up until he was hovering over my cock. I reached over to the
table and grabbed a condom which I handed to Brad.  I felt Brad slide the
condom down my shaft and them stroke some lube over the condom. He aimed my
cock towards the gingers ass as I lowered him down on to my shaft.

I felt the head pop into his ass as Randy pushed all the way down onto my
cock. Brad moved over to sit beside us. I pulled Brad up until his cock was
between Randy's and mines mouths. I engulfed Brads cock. I pulled off and
let Randy suck on it as he rode my cock. His ass was tight. I had to slow
him down a bit or I would cum to fast.

Eventually I pulled Randy off my cock and then turned him around. I grabbed
another condom and slid it onto Brads cook. I had Randy put his ass out so
Brad could fuck him from behind.

 I watched as Brad's thick Cock entered Randy's ass. I had loosened him up
enough so that he entered easily. I watched as Brad proceeded to fuck that
ass. I put on a fresh condom. Then knelt behind Brad. I started to eat the
hot bubble ass. I spread the cheeks apart and dove into the hole. He moaned
as I tongue fucked him.

Brad groaned loudly "Fuck me."

I was more than willing to do just that. I slid my cock up and down across
the hole several times be shoving it into him. I knew it hurt like
hell. Normally I would go easy but I wanted to fuck this hot ass badly.

A minute after he got used to it I started pounding his ass and he pounded
into Randy's ass. I reached around and pinched Brad's nipples he moaned
louder. He pounded harder and deeper into Randy's ass. Randy at this point
was going crazy. He was moaning and muttering. I heard him moan eventually
that he was coming. I reached down and grabbed Randy's dick as I felt his
seed start pumping out.

I heard Brad moaning he was coming. Not that his asshole was now clenching
my dick was a clue. He pulled out of Randy's ass and ripped the condom off
as I did the same. Randy turned around as Brad and started to shoot a thick
load of cum onto his face. Rand engulfed his cock. I pushed Brad down on
the couch and shoved my cock into his face as I shot load after load of
jizz into his open mouth.

It was one am when we finished showering needless to say we all sucked each
other off and I got to enjoy some of Brad's load. We dressed and headed
down towards the Club after I gave them both free one year memberships to
the private club.

"You know that was some under handed shit bro. You could have told me you
were the owner." Brad said laughing as we left the office.

"What fun would that have been." I stated raising my eyebrows in question.

"That's So True" he said.

"I got to tell you that was a dream come true for me." said Randy. Brad and
I smiled. I saw the way Brad looked at Randy.  I nodded to both of them at
the Bar and told the Bartender to give them what they want on me and left
them alone


Over the rest of the week Liam had improved and was technically out of the
coma. He was moved to a private room. I checked on him Daily. The only
other visitors he got was Max and one visit from his sister.

I told Max after finding out that when Liam was released he couldn't go
home to his parents. I asked him to see if he could get some of his things
and bring them by the house. which he did. We talked about a few things. As
tempted as I was to try and get into his pants. I found out he was only
seventeen. I also found out he broke up with Leanne over her not seeing
Liam but one time for five minutes.

Max dropped of a trash bag of clothing at Washington Square House on
Saturday morning. He told me how Leanne had dumped clothing in a bag that
morning and told him to come get it. She had dumped dirty with clean. Hell,
it took a lot of begging for this. Leanne reluctantly told him the bag was
out by the trash. If he wanted it, he better come get it fast because the
trash men are down the street.

I offered him a coke which he gladly took. We sat and talked about what
Liam's options were when he recovered. They weren't much. His parents and
siblings had disowned him. It surprised me that Leanne did. Max, sadly
informed me that she decided that her car, clothing private school and
large allowance were more important. That's what caused their break up.

Just as Max was about to go I got a call from the Hospital Liam had woken
up. I thanked them and hung up. After learning this Max insisted that he go
with me to see Liam. We walked the short distance to the hospital and made
our way to his private room.

When we walked into his room Dr. Wise was examining Liam.  His face was
streaked. He looked over and smiled as Max came into the room. When his
eyes fixed on me there was a bit of a shocked expression on his face. He
gave a weak smile. As the Dr. Wise said his was doing well.

Dr. Wise pulled me out of the room by my arm. Once in the hallway she
closed the door and sighed. She pulled off the latex gloves and dumped them
in a hazard waste basket. She motioned for me to follow her. Once in a
small family conference room she motioned for me to sit down.

"I made a call to his parents. They will be here momentarily."

"I think I actually put it to the hospital that where not be told anything
or allowed to visit him. They are homophobic, self-righteous, evangelical
nuts." I said the anger evident in my voice.

"As a Christian I felt it my duty to try reconcile him with his parents."

"Did you know they are homophobic?" I said getting more pissed by the
second.

"As a Christian I can understand their concerns for that kind of
lifestyle. I suggested they bring their minister to be a buffer for them."

"Fuck you and your Christian bullshit. You know damn well what is going to
happen." I said no longer hiding my anger.

"I am contact person not those people. I am paying the doctor bills not
them." I said turning and heading towards the room with Dr. Wise right
behind me.

As I neared the room I heard shouting. I heard Max screaming at someone and
two other male voices. I recognized as the older Evans. The other one I
didn't recognize at all. I barged right into the room stared at the scene
Mr. Evans was sitting in the middle of the floor with a bloody nose. Max
was standing there with his fist clenched. Mr. Evans was kneeling next to
her husband trying to stop his nose bleed with some tissues.

"Young man I think you need to leave. This is a family matter." Said a man
in clerical clothing. I looked over towards Liam and he was crying. Seeing
my Sunshine like that pushed me over the edge.

"No you three get the fuck out of this room. Can't you see your upsetting
Liam?" I said pointing to the new arrivals.

"Listen punk I don't know who you are but that is my Son. I have a right to
be here. I believe you are the one who needs to leave." Said Evans standing
up and walking towards me.

"Well this punk by the way is named Gavin Cox is paying the Doctor bills. I
also know that no one other than myself and Max have been to see Liam since
he has been here. I find it hard to believe you care anything about
Liam. If you don't leave I will call my attorneys and start the process of
having you dragged into court."

"I suggest young man that you watch your tongue. You are talking to a very
important man." Said the minister.

"Max call Citie Corp and ask them to put you through to Jacob Starnes. If
they ask who is calling tell the Your calling for Gavin Cox. CEO. Then tell
Jake to have the attorney's get here right now with all the paperwork we
discussed." I said tossing my phone to him as he went passed me out into
the hall.

I watched the face of the elder Evans's. they went from confusion, to
recognition, then to fear.  I smiled sweetly as I walked over towards the
hospital phone. I called Steve down in the emergency room and told him what
was going on. I hung up and walked and waited in the hallway for a minute
before two guards came up and took the Elder Evans and the minister down
the hall to a conference room.

I then went in and saw Doctor Wise talking to Liam. I listened to what she
was saying with disgust. "Now Liam what they are suggesting is what is best
for you they can cure you there."

"I thought curing him was what you're supposed to be doing?" I
snapped. Knowing damn well she was talking about something else.

"Yes I can heal the body but not his spirit. Only God can cure him of the
devil's ways." She said.

"Your fired now get the fuck out of this room before the devil sues your
ass." I said calmly as I walked up to Liam's bed.

Not thinking and had taken his hand. I may not have noticed but Liam did as
the doctor. Liam squeezed my hand as I held it. I let go once I realized I
was holding it. I watched as the Dr. Wise tried to stare me down. She was
an attractive woman and I had thought she was caring person but somehow
that was jaded by her ignorance.

"I think you were asked to leave Doctor." said an elderly woman. Standing
beside her was Steve.

Wise nodded. And turned to leave. "Be in my office tomorrow at eight sharp
to discuss your future here." Said the older woman.

"Liam I am Dr. Carter. I am head physician here at Jeff. Normally I don't
take on patient's daily care but I am taking on your daily care as of now."

"Mr. Cox I believe there are some lawyers waiting for you in the conference
room." I smiled and nodded.

"I leave Sunshine in your hands then Doctor but keep in mind I will be
keeping tabs on you and my Sunshine here."

"I'd be surprised if you didn't."

I laughed and left after telling Liam I'd be back before I left. I smiled
as I passed Max standing in the doorway. It dawned on me I called Liam
Sunshine several times already. What the fuck this kid completely disarms
me. I have to watch myself around him. The kid is a heartbreaker.

I entered the conference room and saw the three senior lawyers and Jake
sitting on one side of the table. On the other side I saw Both Mr. and
Mrs. Evans sitting there. If they were nervous they didn't show
it. Actually they looked confident. Time to break that confidence.

Slamming my hands down on the table. I said "All right let's get this shit
over and done with. Not only do I have a large amount of stock in your
company. I also hold the loans. Now let's talk about what we can do to keep
you sitting in the CEO seat."




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