All About Love Part XV

Authors Note:
I usually try to start each chapter of this series with sex at the very beginning of the chapter or pretty close to it. But, because this story has so many damn twists and turns the sex in this chapter comes at the very end. I apologize to those of you who tend to be slightly hornier than the rest of us but, if you read on then you’ll understand why.

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After Natalie had eaten the hot meal Elizabeth made for her, she agreed to go home (she wanted to use her own shower) and get a good nights sleep. So Elizabeth drove her to her house. However, she was so exhuasted that Elizabeth told her to wait and take her shower in the morning. Natalie agreed. So, Elizabeth helped her into a nightgown and waited by her bedside until she finally drifted off into a much needed deep sleep.

Then she fed Jet, let him outside for a little exercise, watched silently as he trotted back in and descend back into the basement through his doggie door. The last thing she she did was lock the door behind her as she let herself out.

That was last night. Ten minutes ago she received a call from Sheriff Jones at her home. She was in the process of packing up when the phone rang. It was good news. Robbie was awake. The problem was that his mom, Natalie, was not picking up her phone and Jason was worried. Elizabeth assured Jason that everything was okay, that Natalie was just exhausted and probably didn’t hear the phone, and she would go over there and get her up.

She arrived a few minutes later, let herself in with the key Natalie had given her, and ran upstairs. Natalie was just sitting up as she burst through her basement door.
“Natalie!” She paused to catch her breath.
“My God Elizabeth! You startled me. What…”
The words died on her lips, her face turned ashen and her eyes filled with tears. “Is m-my son d-dead?” 
“NO!” Elizabeth said firmly. “Nat honey…he’s not dead. YOUR SON IS AWAKE!”
Her tears turned to joy as Elizabeth wrapped her arms around her and they cried together.
“Okay!” Elizabeth fairly sang. “We can continue crying on the way to the hospital. You need to get dressed now.”
“Elizabeth you go on ahead of me. I have to pick up Robbies Grandmother. She’s going to be so relieved.”
“Are you sure you’re going to be okay?”
“Yes! Yes! Yes!” She beamed from ear to ear. “Just do me one more favor? Feed Jet for me and let him outside. You don’t have to let him back in ‘cause he can’t get out of the yard. I’m going to hop in the shower before I get dressed.”

“Okay then sweetheart.” She turned to leave then rushed back around and the two women embraced once more. “I can’t tell you how happy I am for you Natalie and, again, how sorry I am that Alan…”
“Don’t!” Natalie cut her off firmly. “You are not responsible for that miserable pricks actions. What matters now is that you and your child are safe and my child is going to be just fine. We can all start over.”
“You mean we can all start over right after someone takes him out.”
“I know,” Natalie said above a whisper. Her eyes narrowed to dangerous slits and her lips pressed together in a thin line. “Believe me when I tell you Elizabeth…I have never set out to deliberately harm anybody but, I can honestly say that I want your soon to be ex-husband six feet under.”
“Stand in line,” she replied with a glazed look in her eyes. “Stand in line.”

She turned and walked out the door. Natalie stared after her for a few moments, smiled, hugged herself and rushed into her bathroom.
Downstairs, Elizabeth watched as the huge german shepherd wolfed down his food and then ran to the back door whining softly while he looked at Elizabeth to make sure she was coming to let him out.
She watched silently as Jet relieved himself and ran around the yard. Another happy being she smiled to herself. She closed the back door, walked down the hallway and let herself out. She walked down the stairs and through the gate and climbed into her car. She fastened her seatbelt, started the engine and almost levitated off her seat as she spied Alan in the rear view mirror sitting up in the back seat.

“Hello babe,” he smiled as he jammed a gun into her neck. “Don’t even think about screaming because I’ll be gone before anyone can come to your rescue and then it will be to late. And if you force me to do that then just think about what I’ll do to our son. Remember him? My only child? The one you raised to be a fucking pansy? You and I are going for a little ride so we can talk about him. Now drive.”

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As soon as Elizabeth had closed the back door Jet came to a stand still just behind the house and pricked up his ears. He sniffed the air, growled low in his throat and ran around to the front yard. He stopped just behind the hedges and watched as Elizabeth climbed into her car. She never saw him.

But he was watching her intently. Suddenly the fur stood up on his back and he stood in attack mode, ready to run and pounce if the need arose. You see, Jet could sense something was wrong. He could also smell it. It was a familiar smell and suddenly he had a flashback to the night the man came and threatened his kid…Robbie. The man yelled a lot and Jet could do nothing about it because that night he had been locked in the basement. But he never forgot the smell of the man who yelled a lot. It was a threatening yell. To Jet it was a yell that meant his kid Robbie was in danger. And now the man who yelled a lot was sitting behind the woman who had just fed him and she was afraid. Jet could smell it. 

Perhaps the man who yelled a lot knew where his kid was. He knew something was wrong because everyone was acting strange and his kid was nowhere to be found. So, he watched. And he waited.
He watched and a low growl rumbled through his huge chest. He watched as Elizabeth drove down the driveway and out into the street. He watched as the car was almost out of sight. Then, he turned and ran back behind the house. A few seconds later Jet was a blur as he came streaking back into the front yard to hurle himself gracefully over the front gate, down the driveway and into the street.
Jet was in hot pursuit. 

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Stanley Shectmen waited anxiously as his younger brother climbed out of the Greyhound Bus. He had not seen him in almost two years.
Joseph Schectmen was the total opposite of his older brother. Where Stanley was short and somewhat plump, Joseph was tall and in perfect shape. Where Stanley was a man of books, Joseph was a graduate of the streets. Stanley was a family man and Joseph was…well…Joseph was a he whore who loved other…well…other he whores! The two, however, did share the same high Shectmen nose, sky blue eyes, gorgeous blond hair, fierce family loyalty and money. As Joseph stood before his brother the two sized each other up, broke into mutual grins and hugged tightly.

“My God Joseph you look great!”
“I know big brother,” he laughed. “But, then again, so do you!”
“Oh man…you’re still full of yourself.”
“Because I learned from the master,” Joseph retorted. “So when do I get to see that gorgeous wife of yours and my two handsome nephews?”
Stanley’s twinkled with mischief. “My gorgeous wife? My two handsome nephews? Why little brother are you thinking of coming over to my side of the fence? Oh man I wish mom and dad were alive to hear this!”

“Don’t be ridiculous! Besides after I saw all those beautiful high school jocks that you teach on the news the other day I may decide to move out here!”
“Easy boy! You’re to old for them…but I concede…not by much.” Stanleys face grew somber. “Speaking of which, I have to stop by the hospital before I take you home.”
“Oh man,” Joseph breathed. “Stan don’t tell me your student died from his wounds.”
“Just the opposite little brother. I can actually introduce you to him. He finally woke up.”
He helped his brother gather his suitcases and pile them into the car and the two drove toward the hospital.

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Robbie looked out the window into the bright morning sunshine. He was finally out of ICU and now sitting in his own private room eagerly awaiting his visitors. News of his waking up had spread like wild fire and the doctor was telling him that the hospital switchboard operators were currently fielding a lot of calls on his behalf. Long story short…he could not have to many visitors at one time so he’d better start choosing. In fact, until he was told otherwise, the only one to be allowed with him all the time would be his mother. 

“What about my boyfriend Jack?”
“To much exicitement young man,” the doctor smiled. “And I mean that literally!” 
“Um…I promise I won’t excite him to much.”
Robbie’s head shot toward’s the door at the sound of Jacks voice and his face broke into a wide grin. However, the grin faded slowly as he took in Jacks appearance. He had dark circles around his eyes and, although, he had showered, his hair was still wet and all disheveled. His clothes were fresh but didn’t match and his sneakers weren’t even tied. It was if he had thrown himself together in 3 seconds flat. His father stood silently behind him with worry lines creasing his own eyes.

“Jack,” Robbie said slowly. “I’m so glad you’re here.”
“Um…yeah…me too Robbie,” he said as he approached slowly and stopped at his bedside. “How are you feeling?”
“I’m a lot better now that you’re here.” He raised his arms to signal he wanted a hug and his face fell as Jack recoiled.
“I’m glad,” he whispered with his head down. “I’m r-really, r-r-really g-g-glad.”
“Jack,” Robbie whispered. “Don’t. I’m fine. I promise.”
“Dad?” Jack burst into tears. “I-I c-can’t do this!” He turned and ran out of the room crying as if his heart would break. 
“Ah,” the doctor said awkwardly. “I have my rounds to make but I’ll be back later Robbie.” He left the room too.
“Mr. Parsons,” Robbie said quietly. “What did I do?”
“Nothing Robbie. Jack needs a little time. He blames himself for your condition because he couldn’t protect you like he had promised to.”
“That’s ridiculous! None of this is his fault. It’s the fault of that madman who’s still on the loose!”
“We all know that Robbie but, Jack takes his word very seriously and he feels that he let you down in a major way. He loves you so much and it’s killing him inside because he believes strongly that he failed you.”
“Well we have to make him understand! Can’t you go after him for me?”
“No Robbie. This is something he has to work out for himself. Can you let him do that?”
“I guess so,” Robbie whispered. Then he raised his head and stared directly into Scott Parson’s eyes with a look of grim determination. “But, when I get out of here I hope to God I run into that piece of shit who started all of this. Because the next time we meet maybe I’ll be the one holding the gun!”

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To say that “nobody is perfect” is, in my opinion, one of the lamest excuses that mankind has ever come up with to justify his actions. Of course nobody is perfect! Imagine a perfect world with perfect fucking people? My God! I believe a visiting alien would take one look at us and say, man this planet sucks! A perfect world with perfect people just does not, has not, and will never exist! 
But you couldn’t tell 18 year old Jack Parson this as he sat in the waiting room feeling sorry for himself. His perfect world was rapidly crashing down around him. His idea of what a perfect man should be, (provider, lover, protector), was becoming a distant memory as he berated and belittled himself for not being all that he should have been for Robbie. 

Of course this was, on Jack’s part, bullshit thinking. If he had only looked at the bigger picture he would have seen that Robbie was alive and rapidly on the mend. That Robbies love for him did not explode out of existence when the bullet exploded in his chest. That NOBODY, especially Robbie, placed any blame for the entire fucking mess at Jacks feet. But, young love is foolish of heart…especially when your heart is as young as Jack Parsons heart is. 

He was so wrapped up in himself that he didn’t see Robbies mom or grandmother pass by the waiting room door. Neither did he hear Mr. Shectmen greet him as he passed by so why would he acknowledge the young man who sat down next to him? 

You see, the young man who sat down next to him was Mr. Shectmens younger brother Joseph. He was in the waiting room because he was told he couldn’t go in the patients room. Only people that Robbie knew were allowed to see him (for his own safety), and they couldn’t stay that long anyway. So, Joseph sat down in the waiting room…next to Jack. 
He sat silently for a few minutes and spoke only after Jacks tears subsided. “Hey…are you okay man?”
“Do I look okay?” Jack asked rudely. “I mean…are you stupid or just new in town?”
“Both!” Joseph answered solemnly.

Jack looked up in surprise and a faint smile touched his lips. “Just what I fucking need right now…a joker!”
“Well, it was either joke with you or be just as rude to you as you were to me…I’d rather joke with you!”
“Oh man,” Jack breathed quietly. “I’m sorry. It’s not been a good week for me. My friend…I mean…my boyfriend is laying in a room from a bullet…”
“Say no more! You must be Jack and your other half is Robbie.”
“I thought you were new in town.”
“I am. I am also Stanley Shectmens brother. He is one of your teachers isn’t he?”
“Yes,” Jacks face brightened slightly. Then he frowned. “Oh my God…did he just pass by here a few minutes ago?”
“Yep! But you were somewhere else.”
“I know,” he whispered softly. “It’s just that…”
“Hey,” Joseph said quietly. “Why don’t we go get a cup of coffee and you can tell me all about it.”
“Really?” Jack asked hopefully. “I really could use someone to talk to about this. I mean if you don’t mind?”
“I offered didn’t I?” Joseph smiled warmly. “Come on champ. Show me around town.” He took Jack gently by the elbow and helped him to his feet.
“Are you sure you don’t mind?” Jack asked again.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.”
“Okay then,” Jack smiled. “My truck is outside in the parking lot. My dad will be awhile and he has his own vehicle with him. I’ll make us a pot of coffe at my house then I can drop you off at your brothers.”
“Great!” Joseph grinned. “Let’s do this!”

The two of them left the hospital and climbed into Jacks truck. A few minutes later they were speeding toward the Parson household. Maybe, Jack thought as he drove down the street, I can finally get some perspective on this whole thing. Maybe my world will return to it’s perfect setting after all. Maybe…just maybe. 

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“But…nobody’s perfect!” Jacks mind screamed. 
He tried to convince himself that he wasn’t enjoying this attention at all. He tried but his body kept betraying him at every single, fucking turn! He couldn’t even remember when the friendly conversation with Joseph had turned into this erotic nightmare he was now experiencing. No…not a nightmare…a dream! Nope…wrong again! Not a dream because the lips leaving a trail of hot, wet kisses along his neck was too fucking real! 

He groaned with each kiss and his body started to shake. He tried to pry himself loose from the stud holding him from behind but, alas, it was for naught. Why? Because he wasn’t really trying all that hard and now…and now the lips had left his neck and were slowly and sensuously sucking on his ear lobe. Biting gently…the tip of his tongue probing the inside of his ear lightly…his hot, sweet breath leaving a moist-mist behind. And then suddenly Jack realized one thing. He wanted it. God help him…he fucking wanted it.

Joseph was in seventh heaven. Standing behind Jack and grinding his 9 inch cock lewdly between the cheeks of Jacks sweet, sweet bubble ass. Too bad they both still had their jeans on. But he knew that wouldn’t last long either. 

At first Jack had resisted him but then Joseph had broken through his defenses. He wore him down. Actually as far as seductions go, it wasn’t much of one. Jack was vulnerable and just ripe for the picking and Joseph had taken complete and total advantage of that. The payoff? They were now upstairs in Jacks bedroom with the shades down, the curtains drawn and the door locked.
Joseph smiled mirthlessly as his hands gently unsnapped Jacks 501s and slowly pulled down his zipper. He felt Jack tremble against him and heard a soft moan escape his lips as his hands now encircled Jacks own hard shaft to stroke it gently and lovingly. And he knew! He knew he had won this contest.

As a talent, seduction ranked somewhere above skill with cards and a step below fine horsemanship. He possessed those two talents as well. Why wasn’t the world his to fucking command? No matter ‘cause for the moment he would command Jacks complete and total surrender. 

And surrender Jack did. He spun around, still wrapped in Josephs strong arms, and a groan escaped his chest as they crashed their mouths together. Frantically they pawed at each others clothes until finally, gratefully, they were both naked, fully erect and in each others arms.

Then suddenly Joseph was on his knees and Jack watched with anticipation as his gleaming cock loomed before Joseph. Without hesitation Joseph took it into his mouth, all the way down to the base, and pleasure washed through Jack completely as Joseph brought his mouth back up to the head.

Then he moved down on it, his lips tight, his tongue playing with the length of it, his mouth savoring it, and Jack felt the hard sucking carry him up and out of himself and all the pain of the last few days melted away.

And when at last Jack came, thrusting uncontrollably into Josephs delicious mouth, he felt his cum being swallowed by Joseph as if it was his last drink of any fluid ever! 
And then it was over and slowly Joseph rose to his full height. Jack suddenly realized that he was smiling down on him. Blue eyes, full lips, getting closer with each passing second until those lips touched his leaving a residue of wetness. 

Jack opened his mouth and his tongue slid deep inside and collected all of the cum that Joseph failed to swallow. His own cum which he now savored for himself. But then it was over as fast as it had begun and as Jack started to catch his breath, it slowly started to dawn on him what had just taken place. 

To caught up in his own shit, he hadn’t even thought about the consequences. Oh my God, he thought to himself. What have I done? What have I done? 

TO BE CONTINUED...