Date: Sun, 5 Feb 2012 09:36:03 -0800
From: Dave <outinwest@gmail.com>
Subject: society boys part 40

The Society Boys
By Connor Matthews


Chapter 40 -- An Unexpected Trip

Brody had come over to work out and swim for a bit and once we were done,
he asked if Cole was home as he could really use a massage.  I think Cole
definitely had a career in massage therapy or possible as a male
prostitute.

"Sorry, he's out with Kyle for a while, but I can give you one. I'm not as
good as Cole, but I've learned enough to hopefully make you feel good."  I
was just excited at the possibility of getting my hands on him. I held my
breath waiting for his answer.

"Sure, that would be awesome."  He said smiling.

"Well, let's go upstairs and I can do it on the bed. I find it more
comfortable there anyway."  We went upstairs in our wet shorts and Brody
quickly stripped and placed the towel over him as he lay face down on the
bed.  I got the baby oil to use on him and got out of my wet clothes and
put on some dry underwear.  I massaged Brody as Cole had done so many times
to me.  Starting at his neck, back and arms, before moving to his legs and
feet; I took my time and really pressed into his muscles. I wanted to
remember every inch of his body.  I eventually got to his ass cheeks.  They
were firm and tight and I think I spent way too much time on them. I almost
kissed them several times and had to remind myself that he was a straight
boy and not a fuck buddy.  I finally put the towel back over him and he
turned over so I could massage his front starting with his chest. Cole had
been successful at giving Brody a hand job and I had every intention of
doing the same thing.  I worked his entire body before finally removing the
towel to oil up his fully erect penis.  I poured the oil on it and then
shaking like a leaf, I grabbed it.  Brody put a pillow over his head so he
wouldn't have to watch a guy jack him off, but that was okay by me.  As I
slowly stroked his cock, my own was throbbing in my underwear so hard that
I thought it might burst out like a football team running through those
paper banners. I quickly removed my shorts to free it and stroked myself
along with Brody.  I straddled him and put our cocks together, grabbing
both of them with one hand separating them with only a finger.

"What are you doing?" asked Brody quietly from under the pillow.

"Just relax and enjoy.  Cole may know how to give massages and hand jobs,
but I'm an expert at the happy ending. Don't worry, this is just between
us, but I'm sure you'll like it a hundred times more than you have before."
I continued to jack both our cocks.  Brody was squirming and moaning in
pleasure as I did it.  I wasn't sure when I'd get another opportunity, so I
backed down and sat on the lower part of his leg.  I lowered my face to his
cock and held my breath as my heart was racing with nerves. I continued to
stroke up and down his nice shaft and several times I got my face so close
to it, I could smell the chlorine and baby oil on him.  Then I finally went
for it.  I took his shaft into my mouth and sucked him all the way into my
mouth.  He jumped slightly and I hoped he wasn't going to buck me off,
pummel me and leave.

"I dunno about this," he said without any real conviction.

"Relax Brody.  If you don't like it, we'll never do it again or even talk
about it. Just let it happen."  With that, he shut up giving me unspoken
permission to continue. I moved his legs apart and sat between them as I
worked his shaft with my mouth, tongue and hands.  I played with his balls
all the way back to the crack of his ass and sucked him deep, using lots of
suction and tongue. He was bucking all over the bed.  I needed him to
understand why guys like getting head from guys.  He couldn't hold on any
longer and warned me that he was about to cum. I pressed him hard against
the bed and sucked his cock faster.  His juice jetted into my mouth and I
took it as fast as he was giving it. I wondered if jock jizz was higher in
protein and vitamins than other sperm.  I stopped sucking him and once I
took his cock out of my mouth, I squeezed the shaft starting at the base
and pulled towards the head to make sure he was fully drained.  A few drips
of cum came out and I quickly took care of that.  With a gay guy, I would
have scooted back up and jerked off all over him, but I figure Brody wasn't
ready for that.  I quickly got off the bed, jumped back into my shorts and
tried to stuff my dick back in them. I put the towel back over Brody to
cover him up.  He removed the pillow and put it aside.

"So hopefully that massage was close to what Cole can do." I said smiling
at him.

"Yeah, it was awesome. But you'll keep that between us right?"  He said
looking at me.

"Keep what between us. I only remember working out and swimming."  I
grinned.  He sat up and wrapped the towel around himself as he headed into
the shower.  I ran downstairs to get his clothes from the Activity room and
left them in the bathroom for him.  He came out all clean and dressed.

"See you next time."  He said as we walked down the stairs.  "And thanks
for the massage too. You're actually amazing at it."  He gave me a big
knowing smile as he walked out the door.  I almost slammed it shut and
raced back to the bedroom to jerk off while the smell of him was still in
the air.  I shot a big hard load all over myself.  I finally had done
Brody.  Where's my belt? I need to add another notch to it.

Cole and I were curled up on the couch together watching a movie; half
asleep when the phone rang shaking up both wide awake.  The caller
I.D. said it was Colin.  I brightened up immediately.

"Hey babe! Howz Germany?" I asked as I answered it.

"Justin? This is Carter Worthington.  I'm Colin's brother," said the
unfamiliar voice at the other end.

"Oh hey, Carter.  Nice to talk to you finally.  Colin talks about you all
the time."  I said, although surprised it wasn't Colin.

"Justin, there's been an accident.  Colin's plane crashed over France." He
said stopping all pleasantries.  I sat up immediately my heart pounding.

"Is Colin ok?" I asked barely able to breathe.  Cole stared at me frowning
as he wondered what was happening.

"He's in pretty bad shape. They've flown him to Paris, but I think you
better get here as fast as you can.  He's in critical condition and they're
rushing him to surgery at the moment."

I almost dropped the phone. "Oh God.  Is he going to be alright?  Please
don't let him die." I said starting to cry.  Cole stood up and yelled for
Kyle, then sat down and put his arm around me.

"I've arranged a plane for you at the airport and a driver will meet you at
Charles de Gaulle in Paris and bring you here.  I'm sorry we have to meet
under these circumstances but I'll see you when you get here. Are you gonna
be okay?"

"I dunno. I'll leave immediately though and be there as soon as I can." I
said openly sobbing as I said it.  Tears were streaming down my face.

"Hurry."  He said and hung up.  I dropped the phone and turned to hug Cole,
tears pouring out of my face.  Kyle was now standing in front of us.

"What happened?" He asked confused.

"Colin's plane crashed in France.  They're not sure he's gonna make it.  I
have to go to Paris.  His brother told me to hurry."

"Oh my God.  Shit, I'm so sorry, Justin," Cole said.  Kyle sat down and
picked up my phone to call Jason.  I heard him tell the story.  He handed
me the phone.

"Bro, I'm coming with you.  You shouldn't be alone for this.  I'll leave
now and be there in 40 minutes. We can go to airport from your place.  Hang
on ok?  I'm on my way."  I didn't even try to argue with him.  I just
nodded and handed the phone back to Kyle.

"We'll help him pack and stuff."

"I need to go get some money too," I said after they hung up.

"Cole, I'll grab the suitcase and pack some clothes if you go with him to
the bank." Said Kyle taking charge.

Cole drove me to the bank where I withdrew money and had the teller sell me
some Euros, as I didn't know how easy it would be to change Canadian
dollars in Paris.  I also took some money out for Kyle so that he could run
the house in case I was there a long time.

Upon getting home, I went upstairs where Kyle had clothes laid out on the
bed.  I put them into the suitcase, not really paying attention to what he
had selected, but knowing Kyle it would be fashionable.  He even had my
Ipod and computer in my daypack.  He had pretty much thought of everything.
I got the passport out of the safe and was just finishing packing when
Jason ran into the room.  He hugged me tight.

"I'm so sorry.  What can I do?" He said as he held me.

"I think Kyle did most of it," I told him.  Jason quickly checked
everything over again, which made sense since I really was in a fog.  It
seemed like I was hovering around the room looking down at us instead of
participating.

"Do we need to call the airline to book a ticket or something? When's the
next flight?"  Jason asked.

"No, Carter arranged a plane and said just to go to the airport and there's
one waiting for us.  I know where to go."  I said quietly.

I handed Kyle a stack of cash and told him that it was for whatever he
needed and if I was going to be gone long I'd arrange for more.  He counted
it because I really hadn't.

"Justin, this is like 5 thousand dollars." He said concerned that I maybe
had given him too much.

"That's ok.  You need food and things and God knows what else will come up
in the house.  You have our phone numbers and Alex's is just call away if
you need something. Even my parents can help if you need someone older.
Cole, would you stay here until we get back?"

"Sure.  Of course."

The boys drove Jason and I to the South Terminal where the plane was
waiting.  A pilot met us took us out to the plane where we settled in for
takeoff.  It was going to be a long flight and after the hostess had given
us a drink, she suggested that we could take a nap in the bedroom if we
wanted.  As upset and depressed as I was I really found it fascinating that
we had a bedroom on a plane.  Jason and I went and lay down on top of the
covers kicking off our shoes.  I curled up against him and hugged tight.  I
was so scared and freaked out that Colin might not make it.  The only thing
going through my head was that he was in surgery and may not come through
it; and by the time I got there he'd be dead.  Jason assured me that
everything would be alright.

"Colin's tough, Justin.  He'll make it.  Don't worry.  There's nothing we
can do here anyway.  We should get some sleep as it's probably going to be
a long day when we get there."  He stroked my hair and kept hugging me.

"Shit!  I forgot to tell Alex." I said as I went to get up.

"I'll call him," said Jason taking my phone.  He could have used his own
but if they still weren't talking Alex may not take the call.

"Alex, its Jason, I just needed to call you to tell you that Justin and I
had to rush off to Paris for a while.  Colin's been in a plane crash," he
explained.  After a short pause he continued.  "No, we're not sure.  They
said he's in surgery and in critical condition.  We'll call you when we get
there."  There was another pause.

"I'd like that too.  I really miss you.  I gotta get back to Justin, but
I'll call you from Paris."  He hung up and turned his attention back to me.
He just stayed against me as we fell asleep. I woke up a few times
throughout the flight, but basically just slept.  A much better way to
travel than being packed in with all the other passengers; being
interrupted every few minutes to ask if I need peanuts or a drink or would
I like the chicken or fish.  The only time we were interrupted was when the
flight attendant told us we needed to return to the main cabin for landing.
We splashed some water on our faces, used the bathroom and buckled in.  She
told us that the driver would be waiting for us once we cleared customs.

We landed and taxied to the private plane area.  Customs was a lot faster
than going through the main terminal.  This is definitely the way to
travel.  We headed out and a man was holding a card with my name on it.

"I'm Justin," I said as we went up to him.

"Mr. Masters, may I take your bags sir?" He said in broken English.  He
sounded like someone from Quebec.

"No, we're okay," I told him.  We only had one suitcase and our daypacks,
so it seemed silly to hand them to him.  After all we were much younger and
it wouldn't be right; although he did take them to put in the limousine.
He took us to the American Hospital in Paris which was a private facility.
Although my heart was racing a hundred miles an hour in worry, I couldn't
help but be fascinated by the sights we were passing.  As we got close to
the hospital I even saw the Eiffel Tower and pointed it out to Jason.  What
a strange mix of emotions.  I'm in the most romantic city on earth,
supposedly, and all I can think about is that my boyfriend may already be
dead.  The car pulled up at the main doors and before the driver could get
out, the car door opened and I was looking into the face of an older Colin.
There was no doubt this was Carter.  He was 9 years older but had the same
beautiful features of my boyfriend.  I got out and he put his hand out to
greet me.

"Justin? I'm Carter.  Pleased to meet you finally, although I wish it could
be under better circumstances."  He even sounded like Colin.

Jason stepped out and it was a bit of a humorous moment in the middle of my
sadness, as Carter looked at him as if he were having déjà vu. "Carter,
this is my brother Jason.  He came along for support."

"Hi Jason, nice to meet you too.  Wow, Colin said you were a twin, but you
two really are identical.  I may have to get you name tags."  He took us
inside and told us that the driver would take the luggage to the hotel he
had booked us into.

"Colin is in recovery and the surgeon said it went well.  We just have to
wait until he wakes up now." Carter explained as he took us to a private
room. It looked more like a hotel suite than a hospital.  I recognized the
woman in the chair as Margaret, Colin's mother, so I assumed the man with
her had to be Mr. Worthington.  They both stood as we entered the room.

"Mrs. Worthington. Nice to see you again, although not under these
circumstances," she hugged me.  Jason also said hi to her.

"Boys, this is my husband Ethan.  Honey this is Justin and Jason, although
I'm sorry fellas, I have no idea which of you is which."

"I'm Justin and this is Jason," I said introducing ourselves and shaking
his hand.

"So you're the boyfriend?" He said looking at me and smiling.

"Yes sir," I said politely hoping that was okay.  He looked me over and sat
down.

"Please have a seat guys. Can we get you some food or drink or anything?  I
understand you slept most of the way. You must be starving," said Carter.

Wow, nothing gets passed these guys.  "I'm fine. I'm too nervous to eat at
the moment."

"I could use a drink," said Jason offering to go with Carter to get
something.  Mr. & Mrs. Worthington asked me about the flight and if
everything was satisfactory.  I told them it was the best plane ride I'd
ever had and that everyone has been really nice so far.

"Don't get used to that.  You're in Paris after all.  If you think
Americans are rude, wait till you meet the Parisians.  They make Americans
look like Canadians," said Mr. Worthington smiling and trying to throw some
levity at me.  I stared at the empty hospital bed and wished it was Colin I
was looking at.  I felt so helpless knowing that all I could do was sit
there.  I made small talk with Colin's parents and I couldn't help but
notice how handsome Mr. Worthington was.  Wow, first looking at Carter,
then at Ethan, I could see how Colin was going to age.  I hoped I looked
half that good at his age.  Maybe that's what a few billion dollars buys
you.

Jason and Carter returned with snacks and drinks.  He handed me water;
which I drank quickly, not even realizing I was thirsty.  The next few
hours dragged by and I had to walk around a bit to stretch.  Eventually
they brought Colin into the room and I almost cried again.  He was bandaged
up with lots of cuts and bruises.  The doctor explained that he had woken
up briefly and all indications were that he was going to be okay, but they
would monitor him constantly for the next 48 hours in case he had a
relapse.  They transferred him to the main bed and raised it up slightly to
make him comfortable.  He was hooked to a few machines as well as I.V's.  I
had no doubt that he also had one of those handy catheters in him that I
had when I was in hospital.  They said that he had a broken leg and arm,
fractured collar bone and had multiple lacerations and some internal
bleeding which the surgery had corrected.  He had lost a lot of blood, but
they were hopeful that they had got to him on time so that there was no
permanent damage.  His father asked how long it would be until we knew for
sure if he was going to be okay, but the doctor said that it was just one
day at a time.

"Margaret, honey why don't you take the boys back to the hotel and get them
set up.  I'll stay here until he wakes up," said Mr. Worthington.

"I'm staying too, if that would be okay Mr. Worthington," I said almost
insistently.

"Please call me Ethan, and of course. You're staying at the Sofitel on
Cours Michelet and anytime you want to go there to freshen up, there will
be a driver downstairs to take you."

Carter, Margaret and Jason left for the hotel and I pulled a chair up next
to Colin.  I held his hand and stared at him trying to will him to wake up.
Ethan said he was going to get a coffee and would be right back.  I took
the opportunity to talk to Colin hoping that he could hear me.

"Baby, its Justin.  You're in Paris and I'm here for you when you wake up.
I'll stay here forever if I have to.  Just be okay, alright.  I'm glad
you're alive sweetie and just get better because we've only begun to start
our lives.  There is so much for us to do yet." Tears were streaming down
my face and I was trying hard to not let him hear it in my voice.  "I love
you, Colin."  I squeezed his hand and dropped my head to kiss it.

Ethan returned and we sat talking about pretty much anything except Colin's
condition.  He asked me about Vancouver and our new home and told me about
some of the things that he did.  He was an interesting person and I could
see where Colin got, not only his looks, but his charm as well.  I fell
asleep a couple of times sitting next to Colin; and only left to pee and
get something to drink.

Jason came back a few hours later looking refreshed and brighter.  He sat
on the arm of the chair and put his arm around me.  "You should go get some
sleep for a bit bro, or at least have a shower to freshen up."

"I'm not leaving until he wakes up," I said defiantly. "He needs to see me
when he wakes up so that he knows I'm here for him.  He could wake up any
minute."

"Not to be an ass, but it could also be several days while his body tries
to heal itself.  You won't be any good to him if you're exhausted when he
does wake up.  The hotel is only 10 minutes from here and the car is
downstairs.  Go have a shower and a nap and come back in a couple hours.  I
promise to call you if anything happens. I also called Alex and told him
that we arrived.  He said to say hi and that everyone is pulling for
Colin."

I smiled and thanked him.  After having been in the hospital for over 12
hours, Ethan insisted we leave the next shift to Margaret and Carter who
had returned.  I tried to argue but everyone said that they could only
handle one sick person at a time, so I needed to leave or they would have
me tranquilized and taken to the hotel unconscious.  I knew they were
right.  We headed back to the hotel with Mr. Worthington and Jason showed
me to our room.  It was a suite with two queen size beds and a living room.
It was huge and on any other trip I would have been impressed.  I took a
long hot shower which washed away all my tension and aches and pains; I
almost didn't want to come out.  Jason even came in to check on me to make
sure I was alright.  I dried off and wrapped in one of the nice fluffy
robes they give you.

Before going to bed I called the house and talked to Kyle and Cole and
filled them in.  "We're staying at the Sofitel Hotel on Coors Michelob" I
told him erroneously.

"Cours Michelet," corrected Jason.

"Whatever, just Google it and you'll find the phone number if you need us
and can't reach us on the cell. Alex can help if you need him also."

"He's here now," said Kyle.  "He's gonna stay in your room for a few days
until we know that Colin is okay," he told me.  Alex got on the phone and
we chatted for a bit.  The concern in his voice was obvious, not only for
Colin, but for me as well.  I had such good friends that I was thankful
for.  I said goodbye and got into bed making sure all the phones were close
by in case anyone called.  Jason got into bed and curled up against me.  I
slept for more than 10 hours, but when I woke up I was ready to go.

Jason and I had some food and went back to the hotel, taking coffees for
everyone.  It was just Carter, so we relieved him and sent him to get some
sleep.  The five of us rotated over the next three days waiting for
something to change.  It wasn't until the fourth day, than Colin moved his
hand, almost scaring the shit out of me as I held it.

"Jason, Ethan.  He just moved his hand.  Colin, it's me baby.  It's Justin.
I'm here for you.  Open your eyes sweetie.  Ethan stood on the other side
and touched Colin's face where there were no injuries.

"Son, its Dad.  We're all here for you."

"Justin and your mom and brother are also here for you, baby." I said as I
gripped his hand.  He moved his fingers again and wrapped them around mine.
Ethan told Jason to go get the nurse.  He raced off as if he'd been fired
from a cannon.  The nurse and a doctor returned quickly and we moved to
make room for them, although I didn't let go of his hand at all.

"Colin.  Can you hear me? Colin!" said the doctor open his eyelids and
waving a light at him.

"Where am I?"  He said speaking in a hoarse whisper.  I almost cheered.

"In the hospital in Paris. You had an accident. Do you remember anything?"

"Plane crash?"  He asked trying to remember.

"Correct."

"Am I alive?" He said groggily.  His eyes were now partially open and the
nurse put a small wet sponge on a stick to his mouth to give him some
moisture.  He sucked on it and she did it a couple more times.  He looked
at me and smiled.  "Hi Honey."

I grinned as he said it and I was trying hard not to cry like a little
girl.  He gripped my hand and I squeezed back gently.

"Welcome back." I said.

"How long have I been out?" He asked looking at us.

I looked at the doctor to make sure it was okay to tell him.  He answered
for me. "Four days."

Colin looked exhausted for someone that had slept so much.  He didn't reply
to the information; just looked around the room.  Ethan had called his wife
and Carter with the news, so I knew they would only be minutes away.  "Hi
Dad."

"Hey Son," he grinned as he got into Colin's line of sight.  "Good to see
you awake."

"Damn, I must be bad if you're just hanging around waiting for me to wake
up," he said weakly.

"I wouldn't worry about that.  I'm just glad your back with us, but you're
gonna need lots of rest.  Your Mom is here too, she'll just be a minute or
so." As he said it I saw Carter and Margaret coming down the hall.  They
were almost sprinting.  The entered the room and she began to cry as she
went to the far side of the bed and kissed him on the cheek.  Why hadn't I
thought of that?

"Hi honey. Glad to see you're awake."

"Hey bro.  Welcome back," said Carter making sure that Colin could see him.
I felt like maybe this was a bit of a family moment, so I let Colin's hand
go and backed out of the room for a minute.  Jason came with me.  I started
to cry and he hugged me.  This time my tears were more of relief than fear,
but they were almost uncontrollable.  Jason just held me and rubbed my
back.

When Carter came out to see where I was, he asked if I was okay.  I
explained that I was just relieved and wanted to give them some time.

"Colin's asking for you."

I went back in and he immediately flashed me a huge smile.  Even though he
looked terrible, the smile was enough to warm me up considerably. He held
his hand out and I took it.

"You scared me, you know." I told him.  "I thought I might lose you and I
hadn't told you how much I loved you before you left."

"I love you too and I'm happy that you're here." He pulled his hand up a
bit as if to pull me closer.  I leaned in to his face and looked directly
into his bright blue eyes.  Despite the injuries, his spark was still there
and I knew he'd be alright, although there was a long road ahead.  The
Worthington's all left the room along with Jason.  I guess it was my time
for privacy.

I began to cry as touched his chest gently.  I was scared to hug him as I
wasn't sure how bad all his injuries were.  Each time they came to check on
him, they had pulled the curtain around him, so I really had no idea how
bad things might actually be.

"Aww baby, don't cry.  I'm gonna be alright.  Am I still cute enough to get
a kiss?" he asked smiling at me.  I looked at his lips and they looked
uninjured, so I leaned in to kiss him.  He was obviously sore as I saw him
flinch, but he kissed me back passionately.  I didn't force my tongue in
his mouth, but he did open enough so that we would at least French kiss a
bit. Or maybe in France, they just call it kissing.  He asked a few
questions about things and I filled him in with what I knew.

"Your plane had some sort of malfunction and crashed just before Paris.  I
guess somehow the pilot managed to get it slow and low enough that the
crash was survivable."  I stopped short of telling him that he was actually
the only one that survived.  Everyone else had died on impact.

"I'm hungry." He said suddenly.

"Okay, hang on I'll see if I can get you something." That was a good sign,
I thought.  I poked my head out of the door.

"He's asking for something to eat.  Can we someone?"

Carter headed off to find out, and the rest of the group came in the room
with me when they realized my private moment was over for now.  He was
given something to eat and then fell asleep again. This time it was easier
to leave for a bit.  Margaret and Carter stayed and the rest of us left.

Over the next three days we rotated so that he was never left alone in case
he woke up needing something.  Ethan had to return to the States and after
the end of the next week when Colin was stable, Margaret also headed home.
Colin was a lot more energetic, although he wasn't getting out of bed yet.
The first time I saw him without the sheets over his chest, I almost cried
again.  He had a scar to the left of his belly button, where I assumed they
had gone in to do surgery.  I half expected it to be worse, but the doctor
assured me that it would heal nicely and if he wanted, plastic surgery
could make it all but invisible.  He was pretty banged up though.  He
looked 10 times worse than when I had been beaten up, so now I knew how
they all felt when they had seen me.

He was a lot more talkative now and we had the TV in his room to watch
movies, which fortunately had many English channels, but I also downloaded
lots on my computer.  I still hadn't seen anything of Paris but really
didn't want to at this point.  Jason had taken a little time to see some
stuff though as he wanted to give us some alone time.  The Worthington's
had told him to use the driver for anything he wanted to do, so he did.  I
was happy not to have to entertain him as well.

Alex called and said he had arranged with the principal and teachers for
Jason and I to be able to get our assignments, and do our homework online
and through email.  The principal had also agreed that if we weren't back
in time for final exams that he would arrange for the tests to be sent to a
French school where we could sit them in front of a teacher here.  I was
stunned that they would do all this for us, but happy.  Colin insisted that
if he wasn't able to go home by the time our graduation came up, that we
were to go home and graduate with our class.  I tried to argue, but he
wouldn't hear of me staying.

Colin was being given therapy to make sure he had some mobility and didn't
get bed sores.  They also sat him up a lot and on a few occasions got him
up into a chair.  They eventually took the catheter out of his dick which
would force him to go to the bathroom, which I helped him with a few
times. I was okay helping him pee, but I wasn't really into helping him
shit and then having to wipe his ass. For that he was on his own or with a
nurse.  There were a couple of really hot male nurses who were usually the
ones to give Colin sponge baths and shave him and change dressings, etc.
Normally they did the stuff behind the curtain, but Colin finally told them
that I could stay.  I even assisted which made it much easier for them.
One male nurse, Philippe, was really cute, and French!  There were a few
times where he would bend over to move Colin into another position and his
shirt would lift up.  I could see skin and the top of his butt crack as
well as underwear.  I hadn't beat off or had sex the whole time I'd been
there, so every time I saw his skin, I wanted to drop his hospital pants
and go to work on him.  I'd be happy to give Philippe a sponge bath too if
he wanted one.  I think the nurse took a liking to us too as he was in our
room a lot more than any of the others. He never failed to brush against me
as he worked on Colin.  He frequently stopped in after his shifts to make a
point of saying goodbye.  He looked even cuter in his regular street
clothes and had some seriously awesome fashion sense.  He was a sister for
sure, at least in my mind.  But then in my mind every cute guy was gay.

Jason and I were regularly doing our homework in the hospital room together
and Colin was helping as he said it helped keep his mind active.  We
submitted homework each night when we got back to the hotel, and so far we
were keeping up.

We received emails while we away as to which pledges had been accepted.  TJ
was now my pledge but Josh has been declined as Jason's.  We found out
after calling home that Kyle and Aaron had also been selected.  Brandon
would get a chance to take another test and hopefully enter the Society.  I
told Jason he could share TJ as my pledge.

At the end of the third week Carter and I were in the room talking with
Colin when they suddenly changed the subject.

"Justin; Colin and I decided something over the past little while, even
before he had this accident, and we have something to discuss with you."
It sounded important so I gave them my full attention.  "We think you
should help Colin run the `Q'."

"Cool." I said quite in favour of offering my ideas to him.  After all, I'd
already made one great change.

"I don't think you understand what we're asking.  While I have stepped out
and let Colin run it completely as C.E.O., he needs someone by his side to
help with the running of the entire operation.  We want to make you the
C.O.O."

"Coo? What's a Coo?" I asked not sure what those letters meant.

"Chief Operating Officer.  You take over the operation at the
administration level listening to new ideas, helping to shape the future of
the `Q', etc. with Colin by your side.  Basically you'd be number two in
the organization."

"How would I explain that to Jason or Alex?"  I asked somewhat shocked at
what they were proposing, especially since I'd already turned down the
offer of being and Executive Member, which was way lower down than this.

"Well, that's the beauty of it.  Just like Colin, you could stay a regular
member and the only ones that know you were anything else would be the High
Council, but they would never let on or treat you different; except at
meetings when you would be in charge.  The only downside is that you'd have
to keep it a secret from Jason and Alex, unless you wanted to promote them
into the High Council once you've seen how everything runs." Explained
Carter

"You're kidding? You want me to be on the High Council with you." I asked
stupefied.

"We want you to run the High Council.  You belong at Colin's side and he's
gonna need a lot of help especially in the next little while as he
recovers.

"So this would just be a temporary thing until you get better?" I asked
Colin.

"No baby, I want you to help me run the `Q'.  You and I together always.
Sometimes the Presidents don't always tell me things because I own the
Society, but they'll tell you so that you can consider changes."

"Like a spy?"  I said grinning. "Masters, Jason Masters.  I like my boys
shaken not stirred."  Then in my best Sean Connery accent, I said
"Moneypenny, please have the Russian blonde shaved, lubed, and on the yacht
by sundown."  They all laughed and it was good to have some fun for a
while.

"Can I think about it for a bit?  That's really a lot to take in all at
once, but it sounds like something I'd want to do."

"Would it help if we told you that you actually get paid for doing it?"
Asked Colin.

"No, not really.  But just out of curiosity, how much does it pay?"  I
asked.  Since I'd never actually had a job before I had no idea how much
one of these types of positions would pay.

"Well, we were thinking of maybe $500,000 a year and bonus of 1/2% of the
money we make from the funds raised.  Last year we made over a billion
dollars for charities, so we kept 100 million in the Society, which means
you would have got half a million dollars."

"What? Seriously?"

"Is that not enough?" asked Carter genuinely worried that he'd insulted me.
I laughed.

"Dude, I was thinking like at the most it would be like $100,000 which
would be a good salary."

"Told you he was cute.  Didn't I?" said Colin grinning at me.  "Baby, just
think what you could do with that kind of money.  Not to mention, you could
steer the clubs to help raise money for causes you thought were important
to the gay community."

I was truly blown away.  I had no idea what to say.  I also had no real
idea of the power of the `Q' but I was about to find out; as I officially
accepted the position as Chief Operating Officer of the `Q'.  I stopped
short of asking for a crown and sceptre though.  Now whose Spartacus
bitches?!

After another week of hanging around the hospital things were starting to
look up.  They decided that Colin was well enough to leave but not well
enough to travel yet.  They said that he might be okay to fly back to
Vancouver in another week or so, as long as there were no complications.
Philippe said he would stop by daily to make sure Colin was okay as part of
his ongoing care.  I didn't know if that was part of the private hospital
thing or just Philippe being friendly.  We took Colin back to the hotel
where Carter said they had a room for him, but I insisted that he stay in
our room.  We got Carter a key so he could come and go when needed to check
on his brother.  With the compression strap around his collarbone and the
cast on his lower leg and forearm, showers were still difficult for him,
but wrapping the casts in plastic and sealing it with duct tape, gave me
the first opportunity to give him a proper scrub.  We were allowed to take
the collarbone strap off as long as we held him from moving around while he
was showered.

"I feel kinda gross not having showered for so long." Said Colin as the
water ran over him.  Jason held his arm steady to avoid getting wetter than
necessary and I was careful to aim the spray so it wasn't blasting directly
on his leg either.  "Would you shave my pubes and stuff so that I feel
human again?"

I was more than happy to oblige and it was nice to see his dick get hard as
I did it.

"Looks like you two will be back to having sex in no time" said Jason as he
watched Colin react to the shaving.

"I hope so."  I grinned as I finished up and dried him off.  Colin went
back to bed to rest.  The cute nurse, Philippe, arrived to check on him and
make sure he was ok.

"Why don't you guys fuck off for a bit and go check out Paris?" said Colin
to me.  "Justin you've been here more than a month and haven't seen
anything.  Go see the Eiffel Tower, Les Champ Elysees and the Louvre."

"I'm not going to leave you alone." I replied as if he were stupid for even
suggesting it.

"I'll hardly be alone, Philippe is here and Carter is also around."

"I will stay with him until you get back." Said Philippe in his cute
accent.  I was almost jealous leaving Colin alone with him.  Mainly because
I would have liked to be in bed while Philippe looked after me.  I
reluctantly agreed, but after getting out in the car and seeing the sights,
I was happy I did.

Riding to the top of the Eiffel tower was great, although at the very top
it was really crowded.  I took tons of pictures and even asked someone to
take a picture of Jason and I together.  It was almost surreal to go up the
tower and what a view.  The Louvre was another great site.  I didn't get to
do the whole thing as it's huge, but I got to see the Mona Lisa.  I thought
the painting would be way bigger and was quite shocked at how truly small
it is.  Jason thought that Leonardo Dicaprio painted it, which caused me to
have a fit of giggles for the better part of half an hour.  Like all these
museums they have lots of statues missing arms and penises.  The thing that
really looked out of place was the giant glass pyramid at the entrance.  It
just didn't seem to fit the old world look of the rest of the museum. What
the hell were they thinking?  I ate at McDonald's on Les Champ Elysees and
saw the Arc de Triomphe.  So all in all it was a good day.

Once Colin was better, I wanted to come back here for a vacation and
explore more of it.  Once we got back, Philippe was still with Colin and
they looked like long lost buddies.  He was so cute I began to wonder what
he looked like naked.  I shook my head and refocused on my boyfriend.  That
wouldn't be fair for Jason and I to spit roast Philippe on our bed in front
of Colin, especially when he couldn't join in.  How mean would that be.
Philippe offered to come back tomorrow to give Colin a shower, which he
readily accepted before I could say that we were ok.

"Looks like we have our finals in two days at a High School called `Lycee
Janson de Sailly.'  We have to be there at 9am and have one test in the
morning and another in the afternoon.  Then the final two are the next
day." Said Jason as he checked his emails.  We sent the message back to say
that we got the schedule and we'd be there.  Now it was time to study, and
study we did.  We Skyped with Alex so we could study with him too.  Even
Colin got involved when we quizzed each other on stuff.

"I'll take foreign revolutions for $500 Alex!" I giggled as we studied
history.

"Famous for burning the American White House to the ground, this revolution
was the only one where a foreign power took over the Capitol of the United
States."

"What is the war of 1812?"  I answered buzzing in before Jason.  I giggled.
I only know this one because the Americans tried to get land from Canada
and the Royal Navy came to our help and burned the US Capitol to the
ground.  We still celebrate that victory today.  We really gotta let it
go. Nothing like being a sore winner.  I can't wait for next year's party.

The next day, Philippe returned as promised.  I went with them into the
bathroom, and after we got Colin's clothes off; we taped him up for a
shower.  Philippe started the water and got it to the right temperature.
Then to my surprised, and of course delight, he stripped before helping
Colin into the water.  I decided to strip as well, although it was
unnecessary as I was outside the shower area.  I just liked the idea of
being naked near the other two.  Philippe was well hung and uncut which
made him look even bigger.  He had shaved pubes and a super smooth body.
As I watched him washing Colin, I began to get hard.  It was a bit
embarrassing as it probably wasn't appropriate to get turned on in this
situation.  Colin could see me and as a result, he was also getting hard,
especially as Philippe washed his ass crack.  By the time he turned him
around to do his front, Colin was almost fully erect.

"Sorry, the warm water does that." Colin apologized as he looked down.

"It is okay. You are not the first guy to get erect when being given a
shower or sponge bath." He said.  "It is usually more frequent the longer
you go without masturbation or sex." He explained almost casually.

To me, it looked like Philippe was in need of masturbation or sex himself
as he was looking bigger than before.  "Well, I don't think he's healed
enough for sex, that's for sure."  I said disappointed.

"There are still lots of things you can do together when you are in a
sexual mood." He said. "He will be okay if you wanted to masturbate him or
even give oral sex."

"Yeah, and it's not like your lips are hurt, so you can blow me too!" I
grinned at Colin.

"I dunno baby, maybe my jaw is too sore to handle that big thing."  He
giggled.

I reached over and grabbed his dick as if Philippe wasn't there. "Or maybe
I should just edge you and stop each time, just to let you know how crazy
it's making me that I can't have sex."  I laughed as I stroked him a bit.

"We'll if you keep doing that, Philippe had better get out of the way or
I'm going to be blasting cum all over him.  Anyway, it's not like you
couldn't go have sex. I'm the one who's injured."

"That wouldn't be fair.  When you're ready we'll get every gay guy we know
and have a mass orgy."

"You sound more like Europeans than North Americans." Said Philippe
grinning at us.  "My partner and I have an open relationship like that
too."

"Well, you definitely seem pretty open. I mean after all, you are naked in
the shower with my erect boyfriend."

"I'm not shy about being around naked people." He grinned as he soaped up
the wash cloth and began to do Colin's penis and balls.  Once he had soaped
him up, he put the cloth aside and rinsed him clean with his hand.  Colin
was rock hard and so was I.

"Guess we're not the only ones who enjoy showers." I said to Colin as I
stared at Philippe who was also erect.  I picked up the soapy wash cloth
and ran it down Philippe's stomach to his hard cock.  I ran the cloth along
the length of it and down to his balls.  He never stopped me, or even
flinched, as he gently washed Colin's hair.  I dropped the cloth and
grabbed both Colin and Philippe and began to stroke them in unison.

"Oh, god I missed that." Said Colin as he moaned.

"Well, then I'll bet you really missed this." I said as I put his cock in
my mouth for the first time in more than a month.  I sucked him deep down
my throat but proceeded gently as I didn't want to jar his body at all.
Colin had his hand on the wall to steady himself but he only lasted a
couple of minutes before he came gallons down my throat.  I swallowed as
much as I good and even as I pulled his cock out of my mouth he was still
blasting cum everywhere.  It was like a gusher from an oil well.  Some of
it splashed onto Philippe's dick and without even thinking, I licked it off
as I held him by his hard cock.  I realized what I had done as soon as I
got the cum in my mouth, but since there hadn't been any comments; I
decided that it might be unfair to leave Philippe in this condition. I took
his cock into my mouth and gave him an awesome blowjob.  I pulled his
foreskin over the end of his dick and pushed my tongue under it to lick
around the sensitive head before going all the way down his shaft; pulling
his skin tight to expose the mushroom tip.

He tried to keep washing Colin but eventually put his hand on my head to
concentrate on fucking my face.  He didn't take long and told me he was
going to cum in case I wanted to get out of the way.  I was about to take
my first French load. I had already had Italian cum, so now I was truly
trilingual, or is that trisexual?  Philippe sent his sperm jetting down my
throat and I took it all.  I had missed having sex and almost felt like
calling Jason in to join us.  I sucked every drop out of him and almost
didn't want to take his cock out of my mouth, but reluctantly let it go.

Philippe finished up in the shower with Colin as he went back to being
professional. He helped Colin dry and dress and then took him back into the
bedroom.  Philippe had just put his underwear back on, but I had redressed
completely.

Jason's eyes went wide, when he saw a basically naked Philippe coming out
of the shower.  I wiped each side of my mouth and licked my lips as I
looked at Jason.  He grinned.  Once Philippe had Colin back in bed and
comfortable he said he would be back tomorrow.

I couldn't wait until tomorrow.  We tried to reach Alex for our final day
of studying but he wasn't around, so Jay and I studied hard, with Colin
firing off questions that he found on the internet mock exams.

"So what are we going to do for our birthday? Asked Jason.  I was so caught
up in being worried about Colin, that I had forgotten all about our
birthdays, which were the day after tomorrow.  It was good that Jason was
with me, as we had never been apart on our special day, and I hoped we
never would be.  The driver took me to a shopping centre so I could find
something for Jay.  I finally settled on a video watch.  It hooks up to the
internet and you could skype with it or watch movies on it.  He could have
video chats with anyone anywhere.  How fucking cool.  I bought five of them
for him so that he could give one to each of us.

Jason and I had slept together since Colin moved into the room as I didn't
think he was ready to have me next to him yet, especially since he was
still very restless at night from being so uncomfortable.  I looked forward
to having him back and being able to get on with our lives.  For now, I
actually enjoyed sleeping with Jason. We didn't get a chance to do it much.
Tomorrow was our birthday and as much as I wanted to have a toga party, I
was happy that I was able to celebrate it with my brother and boyfriend.
Especially with my boyfriend, as things could have turned out a whole lot
different.  We could always throw a party when we got home.

More to come soon.  Thanks for the emails so far.  outinwest@gmail.com