Date: Wed, 12 Oct 2016 22:53:28 +0000 (UTC)
From: Snowblind94 <snowblind94@yahoo.ca>
Subject: Jared the Paramedic II - 11

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Jared the Paramedic - Volume II Chapter 11 - Patrick

Jared and Liam had been invited over to Tyler and Troy's apartment for
dinner.  After work, the two of them headed over after picking up some
fresh strawberries and chocolate cheese cake for desert. On the way, the
two men discussed the names Lisa had used as their tribal names.  Both of
the men had noted the lengthening, formalization and increase in status
added to their names.  They would have to ask grandfather if he knew
anything.  Liam summed it by saying someone forgot to send them a copy of
the memo, and after he suggested that was typical management - Jared
slapped the back of his head.  Liam knocked at the apartment door and
entered without waiting for an acknowledgment.  Tyler and Troy were both in
the kitchen working on vegetables for the stir fry.  They all quickly
embraced.

"Liam, that picture of you done up like a calf at the rodeo is the best one
yet," said Tyler as he was cutting up some fresh green beans.

Liam had gone to the sink and beginning to wash the strawberries, "Yeah,
yeah, yeah - like whatever."

"You have to quit getting Mel all worked up Liam," said Troy.

Jared laughed as he sat the kitchen table with a cup of coffee from the pot
on the counter.  "It's his masochistic side, Troy.  He loves it."

Suddenly, there was a panicked knocking at the apartment door.  Tyler went
and opened it and found his neighbour's son standing there.

"What's wrong, Patrick?" asked Tyler.  The apartment across the hallway was
rented by a divorced lady and her 17 year old son.  Mrs. Alicia Gassick and
Patrick had been wonderful neighbours since Tyler had moved in a few years
ago.  Neither of them even had changed their opinion when Troy moved in and
they learned the two were gay.

Patrick was standing there looking lost.  "Mom's still at work and........"

Tyler smiled at him, "Did you (a) lose your key again; (b) need to borrow
the one your mom left here with us or (c) are you looking for supper?"

Patrick was sniffing the air and looking around Tyler at the rest of the
guys in the apartment. "Am I that predictable Tyler?  I mean - (a) (b) and
(c) would be applicable, especially (c).

Troy stepped backwards and looked at the young man standing in the door
way.  "Patrick, is your mom on evenings tonight at the hotel?"

"She's working a double at the front desk.  I was at volleyball practice
and forgot the key in my locker at school."

Tyler reached out and grabbed the young man playfully on the top of his
head, pulling him into the apartment.  "You may as well come in for supper,
Patrick."

Patrick came in and went to Troy to look at what was being prepared for
supper.  "What are ya cooking?"

Liam turned and called out over his shoulder "Hey brat, how ya doing?"

"Liam, you're not that much older than me," Patrick replied smiling, and
reaching to steal a strawberry.

"You're both brats," said Jared.

Patrick is 17 and almost 18 as he points out, going on 21 in his own mind.
He is 6', slim with broad shoulders, big feet, dark shaggy hair, large soft
brown eyes, contagious smile, and a light moustache growing on his upper
lip.

"So how is my little buddy?" asked Jared.

"Little my ass, lets measure," replied Patrick.

Jared stood slowly and turned around while standing up straight.  Patrick
moved to place his back up against Jared's.

"Shoe's off Patty," said Liam.

Patrick kicked his shoes off quickly.

"OMG Patrick, they stink so bad," said Tyler.  He picked them up carefully,
taking them to the door.  Before placing them on the ground, he used a
bottle of shoe powder on each to help neutralize the odour of the teen's
feet.  In the kitchen he could hear Troy and Liam judging the height of the
two people.

"Nope.  Jared's still taller but you are catching up fast, Patrick," said
Liam.

"Your opinion please, Troy, after all Liam and Jared are boyfriends and
would cover for each other," replied Patrick.

"Unfortunately Patrick, as much as I hate doing this - I have to agree with
Liam," said Troy.

Liam stuck his tongue at Patrick, who replied with the exact same gesture.

"What's for supper?" asked Patrick.

"Chicken stir fry, green beans with black bean sauce, and rice," replied
Tyler as he washed his hands from handling Patrick's shoes.

"Followed by fresh strawberries and chocolate cheese cake," added Jared.

"Chocolate?" asked Patrick.

"Liam, he's beginning to act and even sound like you.  Stop teaching him,"
said Tyler. laughing.

Both Patrick and Liam stuck their tongues out at Tyler.

Troy's cell phone rang and he glanced at the screen before answering it.
"Hello Alicia, and yes, he's here for supper."  He listened for a moment
and replied "Alicia, Jared and Liam are here as well, and you know the brat
is always welcome here."

Patrick was sitting at the table and had gotten quiet when he realized it
was his mom on the phone.  This unusual behavior was not unnoticed by the
guys.

"Alicia, are you sure? I mean, that's not like Patrick."  He listened for
another moment.

Liam sat next to Patrick and asked, "What were you up to, brat?"

Patrick didn't shift his gaze from staring at the table as he answered,
"Nothing."

Jared leaned over the table and said "Patrick, we have had the discussion
about the difference between you answering a question truthfully or not and
how important that is to us.  You know the rules, if you want to hang with
us, you need to be honest."

Patrick looked up at Jared, and then to Liam.  "Ok, I'm sorry guys.  I was
in a fight today."

"A physical fight, Patrick?  That's not like you at all. What happened?"
asked Liam.

"My girlfriend and I broke up last week.  She made the comment to the guy
she's going out with now she thought I was gay because I didn't want to
have sex with her."

Jared's expression didn't change at the statement.  "Did she want to have
sex with you?"

"Yes, she did, and I really wanted to as well.  I really wanted to but it
didn't feel right."

"How do you mean?" asked Liam.

"You guys and I have talked about sex and I was thinking I wasn't ready
yet.  I mean, I want my first time to be special not just a fuck like
that. I want it to be with some special.  I remember Liam telling me his
story as well, about how there was nothing wrong with waiting for the right
person."

Tyler had sat down as well.  "Patrick, I'm very proud of you to have made
that decision."

"Neither of us had condoms, either.  She kept saying she was on the pill
and all was good.  You guys have pounded into my head about always wearing
a rubber to not only prevent pregnancy but not spreading or getting
diseases.  If even half of the stories are correct about the girls in my
class, I must be the only one in the school they haven't been to bed with,
and who knows where or who else."

"I'm even more proud of your decisions, Patrick," said Tyler.  "There is
lots of time for a good looking guy like you to grow up and make love as
opposed to just sex."

"I'm proud of you, too," said Jared.  "Now, what about the fight?"

"Well the guy she's going out with now is a dickhead and he made the
comment I was gay like my faggot neighbours."

Tyler didn't flinch at the use of the word faggot even though his blood
pressure was climbing rapidly.  "The fight, Patrick."

"I walked away but he punched me once.  So, I turned and hit him the face -
hard.  Probably harder than I should have because there was blood
everywhere."

"So why did you hit him when you could've still walked away?" asked Tyler.

Patrick hesitated as he thought about his answer. "There were three reasons
I hit him.  He accused me of something in front of other people which was
not true - or not even his business if it was.  The second reason was my
neighbours are my friends and really good people - not faggots. The final
reason was he hit me first, so I defended myself."

They all sat in silence for a moment until they heard Troy say, "Did you
hear that, Alicia?"  He listened and walked over to Patrick.  "She would
like to speak with you a moment."

While Patrick was on the phone Troy explained Patrick's mother had got a
call from the coach, who had witnessed it.  He said Patrick had not thrown
the first punch and he wouldn't be taking action against either boy.  The
Coach also said he was proud of Patrick for trying to walk away.  He was
going to speak to the other parents and he was sure both sets were going to
react when they were told the reasons for the fight and their daughter's
sexual advances being rebuffed.  The men all chuckled and laughed with the
prediction of some short leashes about to be put on a couple of kids.

Patrick had a neutral face as he handed the phone back to Tyler.  "Mom
would like to have a word with you, Troy."  He took the phone and listened.

"Ok, I think the four of us can handle that, Alicia.  Do you want to
listen?" asked Troy.

Troy held the phone out and said, "Alicia wants him to get a spanking."
Patrick's mouth dropped open, and the three guys grabbed him.

He was screaming, "No!!!!!!. I'm toooo old for that."  There were a few
loud smacks and yelps of pain as Tyler's hand hit Patrick's jean covered
butt in rapid succession, and then the tickling started.  Soon enough,
Patrick couldn't even speak he was laughing so hard.

Troy was on the phone again and laughing as he said "Alicia, I know I added
spanking but he did deserve it, a bit."  He listened again and then said
"Alicia, it's never a problem to look after the little guy, we've told you
that.  He really is always welcome here, and he gets along with all of us
as well.  We enjoy terrorizing him as much as he enjoys eating us out of
house and home."  He listened again, "Yes, we will make sure he gets home
after supper and a game of scrabble.  Good night, Alicia - we're looking
out for him, no worries."  He hung up just as Liam gave Patrick a purple
nurple and he screamed.

The group was lying on the floor with Patrick in the middle holding his
left nipple.  "One of these days I will get even," said Patrick with a
smile.  He looked up at Troy and said, "Mom didn't say anything about a
spanking, tickling or purple nurple, did she?"

Troy laughed and said, "It was even worse than that Patrick, she left it up
to me to deal with you."

Patrick mumbled, "Oh shit," and laid onto his back, his head on Liam's
stomach.  Liam reached over and messed the young man's hair playfully.

"On a serious note, Patrick, you did well and although I do not agree with
violence I can understand what you did.  I'm as capable of violence as is
anyone, but it is to be used as protection for yourself or another person.
Never is it to be used as a convenience to end a confrontation quickly,"
said Jared.

 Patrick laid there exhausted all tangled up with the guys.  "I hear you,
Jared."

"But we still love you, little guy," said Troy from the kitchen.

"Thanks guys.  So, what would you have done?" asked Patrick

Tyler laid there in thought, hoping someone else would answer.  Liam spoke,
"How else would you have liked to have handled it, Patrick?"

He thought for a moment before replying, "Walk away?"

"Patrick, not the answer you think we want - how else could you have
handled it?  There is no right or wrong answer, buddy."

Patrick leaned up to look at Liam and try to read his body language but he
couldn't interpret what he saw. "Liam, I think the best thing for me to do
would have been not to get angry about the comment they made.  I knew they
were wrong, and I knew he was baiting me, if I hadn't have reacted maybe I
would not have hit him so hard."

Jared smiled at the young man.  "That's a good answer Patrick.  We talk
like this all the time amongst ourselves, thinking of alternate options for
situations."

"Jared, you guys are pretty cool about things so would you get upset if I
said I was going to beat the shit out of him if the coach hadn't stepped
in?"

None of the men reacted, but Liam asked, "How do you think the consequences
of that would have differed?"

Patrick was surprised as the guys had not reacted to his comment and had
started to lecture him.  That's what the teachers would have all done, and
most adults.  "I don't think I would have done it.  I probably did the
right thing, maybe a little less force to the hit or even walked away.  I
guess he could have called the police and had me charged if I had beaten
the shit out of him."

"Patrick, sometimes this is how we learn.  If we think out loud like you
were doing, the answers you thought may have been right, don't sound as
good out loud as opposed to inside your head."

The young man sat and thought for a moment.  "Thanks guys.  My biggest fear
was that when you guys found out about the fight I was in, you would be mad
and send me home or never speak to me again."

Troy came out of the kitchen.  "Patrick, listen to me young man.  We may
not agree with your actions or behaviors at times, but we will never throw
you out or shun you.  You can speak to us about anything, and we will
listen and discuss it with you.  I want to be clear - we may not agree with
your behavior, but we'll always love our little neighbour brat.  Am I clear
boy?"

Patrick had a big smile on his face as he answered, "Yes Troy, I understand
you."  He paused and then continued. "Thanks guys, and I mean for
everything you guys do for me."  Tyler reached over and ruffled the young
man's hair.

Tyler looked at Jared and said, "Do you hear it?"

Everyone stopped their movement on the floor.  "Hear what?" asked Jared.

"Listen carefully, and you will hear it ........it ...sounds ...like
.... a... Charley horse."  Tyler whacked Jared, Liam and Patrick in rapid
succession causing them to scream and grab their thighs.  Tyler got up
quickly and ran to Troy.

"Need some help with the meal, love of my life?" he asked.

"Need some protection the love of my life?" answered Troy with a smile.

"That too," replied Tyler laughing.

The five of them managed to get the table set, supper made - served and
cleaned up with a minimal amount of pinching, jabbing or slapping.

Liam and Patrick almost squared off over the final piece of chocolate
cheese cake.  Patrick reminded Liam at his age he had to begin watching his
calories because his metabolism was slowing down and it did look to him
that Liam's ass was getting wider and his jeans tighter.

Liam was horrified, ran to the bathroom to look and by the time he got
back, the last piece was gone.  Tyler, Troy and Jared were laughing so hard
they almost fell out of their chairs.  Liam was shocked when Patrick had
hidden the piece of cake under the table, and pulled it out and offered to
share it with him.  Liam saluted and told Patrick he has learned his
lessons well for a padawan.

The scrabble game went well and Troy won the round, with Liam still
claiming 'narf' and 'zowie' were words in a dictionary at home.  Patrick
wanted hugs from everyone before he went home across the hallway.  Jared
and Liam departed for home at the same time.

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Tyler came into the bedroom after cleaning up in the bathroom.

Troy was in bed waiting for him. "Tyler, do you buy everything Patrick was
saying tonight about the not wanting to have sex with his girlfriend?"

"I've never really questioned anything Patrick has ever said to us.  I mean
he is a teenager, and a great kid but he's never given me any reason to
question him beyond the odd tall tale."

Tyler was crawling into bed as Troy said to him, "Until now, you mean."

Tyler crawled over and onto his boyfriend, "Until now.  I don't think Jared
or Liam missed it either.  It could be exactly as he said, or it could be
just a confused teenager, someone who is investigating or it could be
something else.  I know he said 'even if it was' but only time will tell."

Troy reached up and interlocked his fingers behind Tyler's neck.  "I think
Patrick would like Adam."

"No match making, Troy.  Let's not get the cart before the horse."  Tyler
gently rubbed his pelvis against Troy with both of their engorged cocks now
in contact.

"Speaking of carts, Mr. Horse," said Troy.

"You say the sweetest things.  Troy, I probably don't say it enough but I
really do love you with all my heart."

"Ty, I have never doubted it.  Just like you, I probably never say it
enough either but I do love you with all my heart as well."

Tyler leaned down and gently kissed his soulmate.  When they broke their
kiss, Tyler lifted his head and looked into Troy's eyes....and snarled
while he bared his teeth.  Troy looked back into Tyler's eyes and snarled
back at him.  Tyler began to grind his pelvis into Troy with more force.

Troy caught his partner off guard when he rolled out from under him, and
then rolled onto Tyler's back.  He pinned Tyler to the bed, and growled
into his ear.  Being pinned under his boyfriend in this manner was erotic
for Tyler, and he wiggled his ass so Troy's cock slipped into the crack.
Troy began to kiss his boyfriend's neck, nibbling and growling as well.  He
slid down and began use his tongue from the top of Tyler's ass and he
licked in long strokes up the spine.

Tyler was squirming under the sensations of the tongue, and the little nips
Troy was giving him.

"Troy, I'm really liking this side of you and you're driving me nuts with
your tongue."

"If you liked that, you'll love this, lover."  Troy spread the cheeks of
Tyler's ass and used his tongue on the delicate little rose bud which was
exposed.

Tyler moaned and squealed with enjoyment as the tongue circled his
sphincter and gently lapped at it.  Troy used his hands to pull at Tyler's
hips and move him up onto his knees.  Tyler spread his knees as much as he
could.  Troy didn't hesitate to dive in and rim Tyler.  His tongue was
circling the little pulsating rosebud while he his boyfriend was squirming
from the sensations.  Using his tongue, he licked all the way down until he
licked the low hanging balls.  Gently, Troy took one into his mouth while
he slipped a hand underneath to grasp Tyler's 6.5" cock, playing with the
big purple head and milking the precum out of it.  Tyler was squirming and
moaning loudly.

"O god Troy, do me now.  I need that piece of meat in my ass."

Troy licked and spit on the little rosebud once again and inserted a
finger.  Tyler moaned even louder as the finger probed deeper, withdrew and
probed deeper again.  Troy began to wiggle the fingertip, driving Tyler to
ecstasy with every movement.

He felt his lover's finger probing inside of him, the warmth and way it
filled him.  It was when Troy rubbed the prostate he felt the electrical
charges spread from there to his cock and throughout his body until they
hit his brain. Tyler would take a grasping deep breath each time his little
nugget was rubbed.  He couldn't even form words at this point as he was
riding the waves of sensation. The only think he could do was unconsciously
to move backward so the penetration could go deeper.

Troy inserted a second finger, and all Tyler could do was to moan loudly.
He reached under his boyfriend and gently grasped the hanging erect cock.
Using his thumb, he made circles on the exposed purple head, and squeezing
it lightly.  He milked the clear slippery fluid out and spread it around
the head and shaft.  While working the third finger in, he began to slowly
jack or milk the big cock.  Tyler bit the pillow case as he began to move
his body backwards to try and impale the fingers deeper.

Troy pulled his fingers out, and slapped the exposed ass on each cheek a
couple of times while continuing to milk his boyfriends dripping cock.
Troy reached to the nightstand and retrieved the lube.

A moment later, the big head of Troy's cock broke through the muscular ring
and continued to probe as deep as it could inside of Tyler.  He bottomed
out, his pelvic bone wedged against Tyler's ass crack tightly.

Tyler moaned loudly, "God I love you, Troy.  Fuck me hard."

Troy chuckled slightly while slowly moving backwards, and as he slowly
pushed back in deep he replied, "I love you too, Tyler, like I have never
loved anyone before."

Troy began to move in and out of Tyler's tight ass at an increasing speed.
At the same time, Tyler began to push back to make his boyfriend's cock go
as deep as it could.  They were both moaning, sweating, and somewhere not
on earth riding the sensations rolling through their bodies.  Troy stopped,
and pulled out.  Without warning he flipped Tyler onto his back and before
anything could be said had impaled deeply inside his boyfriend again.  The
movements were slower, and not as long of strokes while the two of them
kissed deeply.  Their tongues were fighting for dominance, or just dancing
to a fast beat as they played in the other's mouth.

Tyler had grabbed both sides of Troy's head with his hands and as they
finished their kiss, he held his boyfriend's head in place.  The two men
were nose to nose as Tyler said "I give you my spirit, soulmate.  I love
you."

The man on top smiled and replied "I freely give my spirit with all my love
to you as well.  In a moment I will also give you my essence of spirit deep
within your body."

"And I will give you mine shortly after."

The two gently kissed before Troy picked up speed and began to pump hard
and deep like a piston.  A couple of moments later, he was hit by the flood
of sensations as his cock injected the load of seed deep inside Tyler.

"I'm cumming, Ty," he cried out.

Tyler locked his legs around Troy, holding him in place as the warm liquid
was squirted inside of him.  The feelings of throbbing, contracting muscle
as it squirted the warm sperm inside of him was something Tyler loved each
time it happened.  It never got old for him, and he never wanted it from
anyone else either.

Troy collapsed onto Tyler.  A moment later, he pulled out of his boyfriend
and grabbed the lube.  He smeared onto his asshole and Tyler's hard piece
of meat.  He then straddled him before sitting on the cock and impaling
himself.

Troy began rocking himself forward and backwards causing the big cock to
slid in and out.  Finally, he began to lift himself up and down.  It didn't
take long before Tyler was screaming about cumming.  Troy sat down hard on
the 6.5" cock as it began to deposit its load into him.  The two of them
froze in that position for a moment until the wave of ecstasy had passed.
Troy collapsed onto Troy's chest and his only regret was feeling the big
cock pop out of his ass.

The two of them spooned together in the bed, and fell asleep.