A Deep Love By James
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Book 2 Chapter 14
Michael
I sat with John Martin on our back deck going over the plans for Josh and I to have our commitment ceremony that Summer. John was happy to do it and I was talking with him about how we wanted it to go. Josh and I had talked some about it and we agreed that we wanted our brothers with us as well as Robin and Damien.
"So are you guys thinking about a small reception after the ceremony?" John asked me.
"Yeah," I replied. Josh and I are set on that. We also have been talking about having it here and we want Jacob and Angel involved. We talked to them about the parts they could play in the event, with Angel carrying the flowers and Jacob holding the rings until it was time."
"That sounds really nice," John said. "Do you have any readings you'd like me to read?"
"Yeah," I replied. "I have something from a book by Dostoyevsky that Josh and I would like you to read. When I asked Josh about it, he was absolutely enthused about it."
"What's the passage?" John asked.
"It's from The Brothers Karamazov," I replied. "It's the part called On Prayer, Love and The Touching of Other Worlds. It's one of the homilies that The Elder Zosima gives before his death."
"Yeah!" John said enthusiastically. "That's definitely one of my favorites!"
"Mine as well," I responded.
"Okay," he said. "I'll do that."
"Sounds good," I answered. "We're still deciding on food for after the ceremony, but we'll make it good."
"I look forward to it," John said, then his phone beeped. He took the call and then said that he'd have to go so he could take care of another appointment, but that he would be in touch. We hugged once at the driveway and standing by his car. "I'm really proud of you Michael. You've truly come in to being a wonderful and deeply kind young man, and Josh as well."
"Thank you John," I said and there was a lump in my throat as I said it. Once we ended the hug, I watched him get in his car, start it up then drive away. I remember thinking at that moment, that I don't know what would have happened to me throughout my teenaged years had he not been there through some of the darkest times of it.
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Noah was coming down and trying to get his breathing under control. He and Chase had just finished making love and it was as good as ever. They had shared a hot 69 and they both were enjoying the tastes and smells of one another. They also enjoyed the taste of one another's cum and how they both sucked on one another's balls making a little more come out before they finished. Once back facing one another face-to-face, Chase kissed Noah deeply and lovingly.
"That was amazing!" Chase said once they broke the kiss.
"Damn right!" Noah said back and leaned in for another kiss. "I love you Chase. I really do; you're the best thing that's ever happened and I really feel like your love has made me become a better person."
"I'm sure it has," Chase responded. "I think the biggest thing that's helped you is not only you making the choice to change, but that you allowed Michael and everyone else to help you change."
"I think you're right," Noah said.
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Later that Friday night, David finished up the dishes, then let everyone know that he and Cory were retiring early for that evening. Cory had no idea what was going on, but played along anyway. Once in their room, David closed the door and came up to Cory.
"If you wouldn't mind locking the door?" he said to Cory then kissed him deeply.
"We always make sure to lock the door when we're in here, but you seem more intent on making sure it gets done tonight," Cory typed out.
"You'll see in a few minutes," David replied.
Cory went and locked the door, then turned back to his love. David told him to sit on the bed, then he went in to the restroom leaving Cory to wonder what he was up to. Then he called through the closed door for Cory to close his eyes and not to peak at all. Cory did as he was told, then he heard the door to the restroom open and footsteps coming towards him.
"Okay, you can open them now," David said to him as he came up to stand before him.
Cory opened his eyes and saw his beautiful boyfriend standing before him completely naked and his smooth but stiff cock standing up and leaking precum. He smiled at David and licked his lips hungrily. David then motioned for Cory to stand up and once standing, he helped his love off with his clothes, then had him lay back on the bed full-length on his back.
"Cory looked at David and David could see in his eyes that he was wondering what was going on, and David moved beside him and turned on his side to put an arm across his chest.
"I have something special I want to give you tonight," David said. "I've given this a lot of thought and have been preparing myself so I don't want you to worry or question anything, okay?"
"Okay," Cory said still not sure what exactly was going on.
"Just watch me," David said and moved so that he could get to the bedside table and open the door set in its front. He got out the KY and opened the tube. At first, Cory thought that David wanted to be inside him as they had been doing for the past few months and he smiled.
"I know what you're thinking," David said. "It's close, but not close enough."
Cory then watched David squirt out a small portion of KY on to his hand and he moved down and began to get Cory's cock slicked up with the thick cream.
"Oooo!" Cory exclaimed.
"It's going to get even better," David said. He then moved back up and lay down on his side and had Cory turn to face him. He then handed Cory the tube of KY and looked lovingly at him. "I want you to take me tonight!"
Then his mouth was pressed hard to Cory's mouth and he was kissing him deeply and hungrily. Once they broke the kiss, Cory looked in to his eyes with love and excitement, but also concern.
"I don't want'''," Cory began, but he was cut off by David leaning forward and kissing him again.
"Like I said," David began after breaking the kiss. "I've given this a lot of thought and I've gotten myself prepared when there were times when I'd be alone in our room. I'm not afraid of you being inside me, and if I never do it, then that Bastard wins."
"Good point," Cory said.
They made out a little more, then after David gave him a look that said for him to do it, Cory moved down and began to lube up his index finger of his right hand. He began pushing it in to David's hole and David let out a moan of pleasure and satisfaction. Once he was used to that, he told Cory to add his middle finger and Cory did. Then after a few minutes of him finger fucking his beautiful lover, he stimulated David's prostate for a moment until David had to get him to stop since he was close to coming.
"I'm ready!" David yelled. "Cory, fuck me! Fuck me so deep and hard! Put it in me, now!"
Cory moved on to his side facing David and moved the sweet lover on to his side with his back turned to him. It was going to be easier for them to do it this way since Cory couldn't balance on his knees.
Feeling like a hungry animal seconds away from tasting a thick piece of meat, Cory wrapped his arms around David's torso and pulled him roughly against him and began to lick and suck on the backs of David's shoulders and neck.
"You're mine you sweet boy!" Cory said, then began to push the head of his cock in to David's lubed and creamy hole.
"Oh fuck yeah!" David yelled. Cory slowly and gently pushed inch by inch of his thick shaft deep in to David's hole and with David's approval, Cory tightened his hold on his love and pushed the rest of the way in deep and hard. David felt the unspoken statement in Cory's actions. His rough push of the rest of his cock in to David's hole and his tightening of his arms around him said it all, that David belonged to him and was his forever. Cory owned him and would never let him go. This gave David a push even closer to the edge, but he didn't feel like he was close to coming at least not yet anyway.
Cory began to thrust in and out slowly and gently, then he began to get a bit faster. Then when David told him to, Cory began to go harder and harder. David was pushing back against him and the slapping of their bodies and the feeling of Cory's cock being massaged and rubbed by David's creamy hole and ass lips made him go closer to the edge. Cory then began to drive on harder and harder and with the feelings of love and lust, came the feeling that it was too much and almost unbearable. Cory had never felt like this before and he didn't remember even masturbation feeling this good!
David was lost in his feelings and felt out of control with love and lust. Cory's cock slammed and with no mercy in site pounded and beat David's prostate over and over again. David saw bright colors in his field of vision and he saw bright and searing explosions of light every time Cory's cock slammed against his prostate. Not even stimulating his prostate with his own fingers a few times in the past few days he was alone felt this good. He screamed for Cory to go harder and faster. Cory did as he was told and David felt the same feelings that Cory felt that it was deeply satisfying, but so good that he could barely stand it and he felt like he couldn't take much more of it.
Cory soon felt the approaching orgasm overtake his body. It began in his balls and he felt the waves of pleasure grip the rest of his body and the deep burning and wonderful feelings begin in his cock as the cum began to make their journey. Soon though, Cory felt his balls tighten up even more and his cock was now on fire. It felt like steaming hot lava was being forced out of his cock and in to David's hot steaming hole.
David felt the first hits of Cory's cum as it blasted in to him filling his hole beyond what it could hold and the cum was soon spilling out and overflowing. David could also hear the creamy sounds of Cory's cock moving in and out of his hole get even more wet as he continued to come.
Finally, Cory's orgasm slowed, then ended. He began to stop thrusting, then his body relaxed and he just lay there trying to get his breathing under control. David was doing the same and soon though, they both could breathe normally again.
After Cory's cock went soft, it came out on its own which is what David told Cory he wanted. Then once his hole was empty, David turned to face his lover and best friend.
"That was the absolute fucking best!" David said and they were lost in a deep moment of kissing and caressing.
They then broke the kiss, and Cory smiled and said that it had been the best for him as well. Finally after a little more kissing and a little more conversation about how good the whole thing had been, they pulled the covers up over one another and fell asleep in one another's arms.
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Andrew and Brad sat in front of the computer in the security building checking the data that spread down the screen. They found several more defected members who had been out of the cult for a few years and were deprogrammed enough so that they had no fears of helping Andrew and the other men bring the group to justice.
"So what we know now," Brad began. "Is that the cult's headquarters is in a wooded area that's actually close to where Josh's old house had been."
"That's disturbing to think about," Andrew said.
"Definitely," Chad responded. "So who wants to lead the group to go and investigate it once we have the proper warrants?"
"I'll lead," Andrew said. "Unless one of you two wants to."
He said this last part and looked directly at Brad and Chad.
"I'm fine with you doing it," Chad said.
"Let's just get there and look around," Brad responded.
At the beginning of the following week, the three men along with over 20 armed agents stormed the building and were enraged to find nothing but broken furniture and a few desks which were locked.
"Fuck!" Brad screamed.
"It's okay," Andrew said. "They look like they left in a hurry and if so, they might have gotten careless and left clues behind."
"Yeah, good point," Brad replied.
They began looking carefully now and found a filing cabinet. Brad smashed the lock off and opened it. There were large bundles of papers jammed in to the drore and they looked like they were still new. Brad reached in and took one out. It was a report of some sort of counseling session from what he could tell listing the date and time in which the appointment began. He read further, then stopped at a sentence which caused him to go cold.
"ECT was administered successfully for a third time, but while C. went through the treatment without incident, the results over the coming days and weeks of the last ECT treatment were not promising. Recommendations for more invasive treatments will be given."
Brad found the second page of the report, or what he thought would be the second page, but it was another report all together. He read this one as well.
"C. has undergone the recommended surgery and while he'll need several weeks to recover fully from it, he seems to not be showing any H. behavior for now. It remains to be seen if this will continue, and if it becomes the norm for him, then we'll know that our treatment is a success and Dr. R. will be called and consulted on release and mainstreaming of the treatment within the coming months. This should be of interest to various parental groups opposed to H. and it's dangerous implications for their children and we hope to bring this technology to the schools and possibly to branches of the military who can use it to rid various U.S.-friendly nations of H.."
"What the fuck is "H."?" Brad wondered out loud, then handed the reports he had just read to Andrew who then handed them to Chad for him to read.
"These reports are disturbing to say the least," Andrew said. "What the fuck were they doing to these people!"
"What treatment!" Chad said as he continued reading with the paper up to his face. "What surgery! What the fuck is this!"
Brad looked and found a folder labeled "Final Outcome" and he took it to a corner of the room and sat on an over-turned crate. He opened it and began reading. It was about the patient they called "C." and he was slowly beginning to understand everything.
"C. no longer has tendencies towards H.. He shows no tendencies towards much sexual behaviors towards the opposite sex either, but with our procedure, we might be able to reconnect the neuro connections so he can have the HS attractions there by allowing him to find a proper mate with whom to carry out his moral obligations to society."
Brad finished the last page of the file and it all made sense to him. Everything in his mind fell in to horrifying place and he turned a blank sheet of paper and found stapled to the back cover of the folder a picture. He looked closer and he tried not to believe it, but he knew that it was true. It was a picture of Josh. He set down the folder and walked up to Chad and Andrew.
"We need to get back to the house now," Brad said trying to keep the panic out of his voice. "I need to show you guys something and I think I've figured it all out."
"What do you mean?" Andrew asked.
"I think I know how they were trying to cure the kids and what their end goal was," Brad replied.
"What are you talking about?" Chad asked. "What cure, and what end goal?"
"H" is short hand for "Homosexuality"!" Brad said. "And "C." is the initial for a boy named Chris!"
"You'll have to explain a little more," Chad said.
Brad went and retrieved the file and he read the whole thing to the others. He then showed them the picture. Andrew packed away the file and Chad turned to exit the building. Brad left along with them and they got in the van and sped away from the building, hoping that it wasn't too late.
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The Person In Black used the device to disable the locks on Michael and Josh's house and quietly entered the front room. The person looked around and with the best in night-vision glasses, they saw everything clearly. The person watched as a figure walked towards a room which looked like a bedroom from what the person could see. The person looked again and saw that it was Josh. They moved up behind Josh and wrapped an arm around his neck.
"Don't move, or I'll have to hurt you and I truly don't want to do that," the person said in a robotic voice.
"I'''!" Josh tried to say, but his air was cut off as the arm tightened.
"I really need you to ask no questions and to say nothing," the voice went on. "I can hurt you if I have to, but I really don't want to do it. If I do hurt you in any way, it will only be to make you cooperate. If you try to get away, then I'll hurt you so you can't escape, in other words. Now, if I have to really hurt you, it's going to be because I kill Michael and force you to watch. I know all about your blindness and I know you can't see, but you can still hear. You'll get to hear him screaming as I slowly kill him and you'll be restrained so you won't be able to do anything about it. Also, he is going to die anyway, but how well you do as I say will be the determining factor as to how quick I make his death and if you get to actually say good bye to one another, now start moving."
Michael
I awoke and tried to move, but I felt something holding me down. At first, I thought I was dreaming and I had to get my head a little more clear to understand that I was in a car or van of some sort and it was moving down the highway. I couldn't see since I had something over my eyes, probably tape and my mouth was held shut as well. I felt someone undoing the tape from my eyes and I could see. I had to focus at first, but it all came in to clarity. A person in a black hood stood over me and in one hand was the strand of tape they ripped from my eyes and in the other hand, was a gun.
"You know why I'm allowing you to see don't you?" a robotic voice asked. "Sorry, the voice said, and just as uncaringly ripped the tape from my mouth.
"Help!" I screamed with every ounce of strength I had, then I felt pain explode in the side of my face. When my vision cleared, I saw the gun in the person's hand being held upside down with the butt of it aimed at me with blood on it. The fucking bastard had slammed me with the butt-end of the gun!
"Fucking bastard!" I screamed. Another blow landed on my face and I had another serge of rage over-take me. "Fuck you! You'll never get away with this! I know they say that in all the movies, but it's true this time!"
"Oh, I think that's about enough of that bullshit," the voice said, then put away the gun and sat down beside me. "You might want to start making your peace with God since you really don't have long to live, maybe only a matter of hours, maybe even days at the very least."
"Like I said," I began. "You're not going to get away with this. I know people who will never stop until they ketch you and throw your ass in prison, if they don't empty their weapons in to you first."
"Oh, I know all about Andrew, Chad and Brad," the voice said. "They'll die. I'll find them, sooner or later, I'll find them and when I do, they'll die along-side you."
"And Josh?" I asked.
"Unless he escapes, or tries to physically harm me, I'll leave him alive. I have big plans for him."
"What kind of plans?" I asked.
"That's for you and him to know once we arrive at our destination," the voice said.
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Andrew was speeding to the house and his mind was racing seemingly as fast as the car was. He understood it all now. This was no cult, that was their front. The reality of what they were doing was much more dark and horrifying than anything he had ever seen in his work before. The operation behind the imagery was simple enough, even though there was a lot of terminology.
The cult leader was a neurosurgeon who had been discredited several years ago and kicked out of the different hospitals in Sangger due to his fringe theories about the causes of homosexuality. He started out believing that injections of parts of the hypothalamus that controlled the production of male sexual hormones in to the body in to the hypothalamus would remove any homosexual behaviors and related feelings and attractions from gay males, and he had what he believed to be promising results from tests performed on rats. When he presented his findings to the medical boards, they quickly rejected his research and fringe theories as just that, theories that if taken seriously, could bring back some if not all of the deadly and terrifying research and eugenic theories of early 20TH Century America and the murderous medical experiments done by the various scientists and doctors of The Third Reich.
After the doctor was fired from the fourth and final hospital to whom he presented his research, he went underground. Various attempts to strip him of his medical license were unsuccessful, due to the fact that although his ideas were dangerous in the abstract and in theory, and unless he had practiced it on any humans that no one knew about, or unless he ever would practice it in the future, then there was nothing for which he could be barred from practicing medicine. Andrew was recalling the doctor's name on the back cover of the file. It was Joseph Richardson and he was now in his fifties, but Andrew wasn't sure how old he actually was at the moment.
Michael
I awoke again, and it took me longer to get adjusted back to reality and to where I was. Once I was awake and aware, I looked around. I was in a room of all white and bright florescent lights shining brightly over my head. I was wearing only a thin white short-sleeved shirt and a set of thin pants of the same material. They reminded me of hospital clothing that one wares when staying at the hospital for surgery as opposed to the gowns that tie up the back that one wares for quick physicals. I wondered if I was in some hospital, but why? What was going on! I looked to my right and saw someone laying on their side with their back turned to me. I tried to move and saw that I actually could. I sat up and the room spun around for a moment. Soon though, my head cleared and I was able to focus. I then remembered the drug that the hooded person had injected in to my arm once we stopped at the destination. They weren't gentle about the shot either and my arm still hurt. I remembered as well blacking out almost immediately and as hard as I tried, nothing came to my mind as to what might have happened from the time I was removed from the van and brought to this cold windowless room. I crawled over to the person and gently shook their shoulder, then they moved. I watched as they turned on their back and I saw with horror that it was Josh. I shook him again, and he moaned and was trying to speak, then he was able to get out the question about where we were.
"I don't know," I said. "Josh, there's not much time. We both are unrestrained, but it's not going to be that way for long, and I have to tell you straight-up, that the hooded person promises that they're going to kill me."
"They're not going to kill you," he said. "I have a plan, but you have to trust me."
"I can't imagine what you have in mind," I said. "But I'm willing to try anything at this point, if it's going to keep us alive, but more so, if it's going to keep you safe and get you the hell out of here."
Once the door was unlocked with whatever code they used, the guards came in. I knew the plan was on now. Josh came up to them and began to fane the signs of a stroke.
"Shit," the first guard said. "How much of that fucking drug did she give him!"
"She!" I screamed in my mind. The only person being syringe-happy with Josh and I was the hooded person, and there were no women in our group the whole time I had been in the van, at least I didn't think there were. It was clear, The Person In Black was a woman all along!
"The second guard who looked like what he was, a brainless follower who would do and say anything he was told began to lose his concentration, and when he did, I was on him. I grabbed his gun and fired at his head. Blood, brain matter and flesh sprayed all over the room and Josh was attacking the other guard. I was trying to move the second guard's body out of the way, so I couldn't see what was happening to the first guard, but from his long and ear-splitting screams, I knew that Josh was putting him through some sort of Hell. I finally got the body out of the way, then looked at where Josh and the guard were. Josh was twisting each of the guard's arms and legs out of place and bending them and I heard several crunching snaps and I began to feel sick.
"Josh!" I yelled. "You're killing him! He might have information!"
"Fuck him!" Josh yelled back as he broke the left shoulder which was the last limb to be torn apart. "We have other ways of finding out information! Besides, what do you think they're trying to do to us!"
The guard was barely conscious now and Josh then grabbed his neck and twisted several times, until I heard a loud snap. As the snap sounded, I saw right in to the guard's eyes and I saw all the life go out of his eyes. He was dead.
Author's Notes
From the events in this chapter, you guys are probably figuring that Deep Love is coming to a close, and it is. In the next chapter, you all will see if Josh and Michael get out of this alive. You'll also find out the identity of The Person, or should I say The Woman In Black.
In other news, I'll be submitting another story soon after Deep Love is concluded. I'll have the title and summary at the end of one of the next chapters of this story.
So everyone take care and I'll see you all in the next chapter.