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Writing for Joe Chapter 8
Jeremy woke up to the sound of a doorbell ringing. He nudged a still sleeping Franklin. They had spent the night together, holding each other for comfort.
"Franklin, someone's at the door." He nudged him again.
"What? Oh, Ok." He got up with a small tent in his underwear. Jeremy reached out and gently stroked it.
"Stop. I can't go to the door like this." He giggled, while putting on a pair of shorts. "I'll be right back." He hurried through the bedroom door and down the stairs.
Jeremy lay there and threw back the covers and began playing with his now hard cock. It had been a few days since he had jacked off, so he was eagerly awaiting Franklin's return. He was hoping they could have a mutual suck section. Franklin had an expert mouth, and he had satisfied him many times over the past couple of years. His cock was throbbing for attention.
Suddenly he heard two people coming up the stairs. Unsure of whom the second person might be, he hurriedly threw the covers back over him.
"Get your ass out of that bed!" He jumped at the sound of his sister's screaming voice.
"Damn, Tiff. Can't a guy get a good night's sleep around here?" He started to laugh, but Tiffany let him know that she was in no mood to be played with.
"Sleep, my ass. You just want to stick your prick up little cutie here." She replied.
"Why don't you make like a tree and leaf." He joked.
"Shut up, Jeremy. We got problems." She walked over and sat at Franklin's desk. Franklin went over to the bed and sat down beside Jeremy.
"What's up?" Franklin asked meekly.
"Cobra, that's what's up." She didn't have to say anything more. Both boys looked at one another and their faces lost all their color.
"Wellston sent him out to take care of Matt, and now no one has seen him. I've called his apartment a dozen times and he doesn't answer." She informed them.
"So, that doesn't mean anything does it?" Jeremy questioned.
"Then I called Reggie and he says he hasn't seen him in three days." Reggie was Wellston's limo driver. Since his incarceration, he had been employed to drive Cobra around to make sure things were still running smoothly. Reggie never left Cobra's side. If he didn't know where he was, then Cobra was out on his own. This could spell big trouble for everyone.
"Maybe he took a vacation or something." Franklin said hopefully.
"Nope, don't think so." Tiffany said. "Reggie went by his place and everything's still there except his weapons. Where ever he is, he's heavily armed."
"Shit!" Jeremy's face paled. He gave Franklin a worried look.
"You guys get dressed. We have to get out of here. For all we know, Cobra's already watching us." Tiffany rose from the chair and threw Jeremy his underwear. They were black boxers with a large yellow smiley face on the front.
"Nice. Bet these get you a lot of action." She laughed as she exited the room. "Hurry, we gotta get out of here."
Jeremy and Franklin dressed quickly. Jeremy was upset because he had hoped to have a little action this morning. With the new turn of events, it was now the last thing on his mind.
Before leaving, he took Franklin in his arms and gave him a kiss. It was nothing passionate, just a gentle reminder of how much he meant to him.
"Where are we going?" Franklin asked.
"I don't know. We have to go into hiding until things blow over." Jeremy replied.
They kissed again, and then headed downstairs.
"You guys ready?" Tiffany asked.
"Yeah. Where we going?" Jeremy inquired.
"Don't know yet. We'll figure it out when we get home." She said.
They went to the door and opened it. Jeremy and Tiffany stood on the porch while Franklin locked the door.
They walked down the steps heading to the car.
"BANG!"
"Knock, Knock." Matt smiled as he opened Joe's hospital room door. Joe was sitting in his chair waiting for him to arrive. After spending the night for observation, the doctor had given him permission to leave.
"Hey! I'm ready. I've got to call for a nurse to take me downstairs." He rolled his eyes, causing Matt to laugh. Joe pressed the button, while Matt walked over to him.
"Let me help you up and get you to the wheelchair." He held out his hands and Joe reached for them. Matt lifted him up and pulled him into his body.
"God, I'm glad you're alright." He put his arms around him and held him tightly. Joe hesitated for a moment, and then returned the embrace. In a moment of temporary bravery, Matt kissed his cheek. He then pulled back and helped Joe into the chair. Joe hissed as pain surged through his sore kidneys.
"You alright?" Matt asked worriedly.
"Yeah. I'm not going to be lifting weights for awhile." He frowned. Joe spent several hours a week working out at the college gym. Even in street clothes it was evident that his body was well-toned.
"Did the rents go home yet?" Matt asked. He was hoping to avoid yesterday's awkward encounter. It was becoming apparent why Joe was so messed up with his sexual feelings. His father had indoctrinated him for years in believing that gays were the scourge of the earth.
"Yes, thank God!" Joe exclaimed. "Don't think I could take too much more of my old man."
"Yeah, he's a real work of art." Matt laughed. "Your Mom's a fox though."
Joe started laughing. "Like you would know." Matt reached down and punched him on his shoulder.
"Hey! Watch out! Sick guy here." They both broke out in laughter. Just then a middle-aged nurse walked into the room and escorted them to the hospital entrance where Matt's car was awaiting them in the pick-up area. They gently helped Joe into the car. They could not buckle him into the seat belt because the pressure on his sides was unbearable. The doctor had given him a prescription for the pain, but it did little good when he was moving around so much.
Officer Daniels walked over to the car.
"You guys ready?" He asked them. Daniels had been with Matt since the incident. Another officer had been stationed inside the hospital to guard Joe when he was alone. For their safety, it had been arranged that they should remain together until Cobra was arrested. Matt had eagerly agreed to this security procedure.
"We're going to stay at Jessica's apartment." Joe turned and looked at him. This was the first time he was hearing this information.
"We are?" Joe questioned. "Why can't we go back to my place?"
"Sgt. Nichols and I talked last night, and he didn't think we'd be safe there. They were going to put us up in a hotel, but that would be too far from the college. Jessica said we could use her apartment and she'd stay with Brian." He told him.
"We've got to go by my room and pick up my stuff."
"Nope, been done. I took care of that before I came to pick you up." Joe gave him a stern look.
"Glad I was involved in the planning." He said mockingly.
"You're sick, remember? You said so yourself." Matt said, smiling over at Joe. Joe frowned, and then he returned a faint smile.
"Ok, guys. Matt, Nichols went over everything with you. You fill in Joe. I'll follow you in my car and keep surveillance outside the apartment. You've got my number, so if you feel in danger, give me a call- pronto." He informed them.
As they pulled out onto the street, they had to pull over for an ambulance followed by a police cruiser with its siren blaring. Matt thought he recognized the tear-stained face of one of the passengers in the back seat of the cruiser.
"Welcome home, Sweetheart." Matt laughed as he opened the door to Jessica's apartment. It had a typical girl's touch. The drapes matched the carpet and the throw pillows coordinated with the couch. Everything was in shades of blue, not red, yellow or even pink- just blue.
Matt had been in the apartment hundreds of times, but this was Joe's first visit. He looked around and began laughing at Jessica's rather large collection of stuffed bears which adorned a bookshelf in the corner of the room. There must have been hundreds.
"Damn, look at the bears!" He laughed.
"Tell me about it. One good thing, though- I always know what to get her for her birthday and Christmas." He walked over to the bookshelf and held up a blue bear wearing a white dress. "Christmas, 2004." He began to laugh as Joe joined in.
"Come on. I'll show you your room. Your things are already in there." He led him down a small hallway. "You're in the room on the left. I'm across the hall. There's only one bathroom, so we'll have to share." He told Joe.
"No problem." Joe walked into the room and began to laugh. "Not more blue!"
Matt had given him Jessica's room, which was again adorned in blue. Obviously, everything matched. He walked over to the guest room in which Matt would be sleeping. Both broke out in a fit of laughter- blue.
"Are you tired?" Matt asked Joe.
"Yeah, kinda. My sides are killing me like a son of a bitch." He winced in pain as he sat on the side of the bed. Matt bent down and removed his shoes and helped him turn onto the bed and lie down.
"That mother fucker could throw a punch." He told Matt, gently touching his sides. He held up his shirt and for the first time Matt saw the deep purple bruises that were on both sides of his body.
"Ouch!" Matt hissed. "I didn't know he hurt you that bad. You never did tell me what really happened. Nichols filled me in a little bit."
Joe spent the next few minutes retelling his encounter with Cobra. A worried expression came over him when he mentioned Cobra's warning to Matt.
"We'll be alright. We're both pretty big guys, so it'll be two on one. Plus, Daniels is right outside." Matt said confidently.
"Don't bet on it. You should see this guy. He's enormous. I'm in pretty decent shape and he threw me around like I was one of Jessica's bears."
"Why don't you lie down and let me get you a pain killer." He got up and went to the kitchen. A moment later he returned with a glass of water and a couple pills. Joe sat up and took them, then lay back down. He closed his weary eyes.
Matt reached out and gently stroked his cheek, and then ran his finger over his slight goatee and around his full lips.
"God, you're so beautiful." He whispered. Joe opened his eyes and met Matt's. They stared into one another's eyes as Matt continued tracing Joe's facial features with his fingers.
Joe reached for Matt's hand. Matt thought he was going to stop him, but he held it while he continued running his hands over his lips. He held Matt's hand out and looked at it, then kissed it gently.
"You know." He began before he was interrupted by Matt.
"I know. I'm not going to rush you. Figure things out in you head. I'll be here when and if you need me." He assured Joe.
"Thanks." Joe said, kissing Matt's hand again. Matt stood up and toed off his shoes. He then lay down beside Joe and spooned him, careful not to touch his bruised sides. Minutes later he could hear Joe gently snoring. Not long after, he fell into the most peaceful sleep he'd had in years.
Joe awoke several hours later. When he opened his eyes he saw Matt lying beside him. His blonde hair had fallen across his eyes, and he had a contented smile on his face. Joe had woken up to many women over the years, but he was never as happy as he was with Matt lying beside him.
As if he knew he was being watched, Matt blinked open his eyes and was met with Joe resting on his elbow staring at him.
"Do you know you talk in your sleep?" Joe laughed, reaching out, brushing aside his hair.
"No, I don't." Matt blushed. He fell into the soft brown eyes before him.
"Yes, you do." Joe said while bringing his face closer.
"You." He kissed Matt lightly on the cheek.
"Said." He nibbled on his ear.
"You." He kissed him gently on his eye lids.
"Loved." He brought his lips to the side of Matt's lips and licked.
"Me." He pressed his lips down softly on Matt's.
Matt moaned as Joe's kiss became more passionate. He was reveling in the feeling of Joe's full, wet lips upon his. He knew kissing Joe would be a wonderful experience, but none of his wet dreams had prepared him for the tenderness he was now enjoying. It was gentle, warm and full of love.
Immersed in the kiss, he sensed Joe shift in bed, then was surprised when he felt Joe's weight come down on his. He could feel his hard cock grind against his as they continued to kiss. Joe moaned when Matt opened his mouth and let him enter. The kiss was becoming more urgent, as Joe continued to grind into him.
Matt opened his legs and wrapped them around Joe, pulling his closer. He reached up and pulled Joe's shirt off, feeling his soft body for the first time. He ran his hands over his back, careful to avoid his bruises. Joe sat up and unbuttoned Matt's shirt, removing it and throwing onto the floor. He stared at the smooth, hairless chest of Matt's, rubbing his nipple gently.
"Damn! You are so beautiful." He said admiringly. He replaced his finger with his lips on Matt's pink nipples. Matt moaned out and grabbed Joe's head, clutching him closer while Joe sucked one nipple, then ran his tongue over and sucked the other.
Matt couldn't take any more. He had to have Joe. He carefully pulled him over on the bed, then sat down and began wiggling his ass on Joe's hard cock. He leaned over and began kissing Joe passionately.
His mouth left his lips, and he began to lick down his body. First, he licked sensuously on his chin, moving to his caramel chest. He stopped at the hard brown nipples sticking out like small erect cocks on his chest. He began hungrily sucking on them as Joe moaned, grabbing Matt's ass and grinding him into his throbbing cock.
Matt left his nipples, and continued his southward movement, sucking at his belly button then biting gently at the sparse treasure trail. He opened the button on Joe's jeans and unzipped him. His cock jumped out, tugging at the boxer briefs, begging to be released. Matt sucked on the material, soaking through to the mushroom head. Joe moaned and thrust his cock further up.
"Lift up." Matt ordered lustily, removing Joe's pants. He then reached out and stroked Joe's swollen member through his underwear. Precum was already soaking through, as Matt again leaned down and sucked. After several minutes, he put his hands under the elastic of his briefs, and pulled them down. Joe's cock stood at its seven inch length.
He was uncut and the skin was smooth and caramel colored, just like the rest of his body.
"God, Joe. It's beautiful." Matt marveled as he took it in his hand and slowly started stroking it.
"Mmmmmm." Joe moaned. His eyes were tightly shut as he reveled in the feelings Matt was giving him.
He then leaned over and began licking the shaft. Joe moaned louder. Then he took it in his mouth and engulfed it to the base. He gagged slightly. It had been a while since he had taken such a large cock into his mouth.
Joe thrust his cock hard into Matt's mouth, as he continued to suck.
"Damn, Matt. That feels wonderful." He moaned. He opened his eyes and watched his cock disappear into Matt's hungry mouth. Matt would pull off, suck on the head, and then ram his mouth back to the base. "Mmmmmmmmmm."
Matt pulled off, running his tongue back up Joe's naked body until he once again reached his wet lips. He pulled Joe into him and began to passionately kiss him. He raised his head and whispered into Joe's ear,
"I want you to fuck me."
He got off the bed and crossed the room and opened his luggage that he had brought earlier. He searched for a minute, and then pulled out a condom and lube. He held them up to Joe and gave him a wide grin.
He walked over to the bed and handed them to Joe. Then he stepped back, and began a small strip tease for an anxious Joe. He seductively removed his pants, tossing them aside. Then he turned his back to Joe and slowly pulled his bikini underwear down, revealing his round, firm ass. He turned around and gave Joe his first look at his hard cock.
"Damn!" Joe's eyes widened as he gazed upon the silky white beauty before him. His cock was jutting out about six inches, hard and inviting. He had a small, shaven patch of blonde hair with smooth, hairless balls.
He walked over and got on the bed, mounting Joe once again. Only this time, he could feel his hard cock jabbing at his hungry ass. He lifted up and once again began to suck Joe's throbbing cock. He reached out and took the condom packet, tearing it open. He then pushed the thin sheath onto his cock. Joe moaned with pleasure.
He handed the tube of lube to Joe. Instinctively, Joe knew what he wanted. He poured some onto his fingers and reached around behind Matt's back. He found his ass pulsing with anticipation. He gently shoved a finger in, moving it carefully around, opening Matt's ass for its eventual assault. After a minute, he shoved a second finger in, causing Matt to hiss.
"Am I hurting you?" He asked worriedly, as he brought his head to Matt's chest and began to lap at his nipples.
"Oh, God!" Matt screamed, as he lifted up, causing Joe to remove his fingers from his ass. He then positioned himself over Joe's hard cock, sinking slowing down on it. He could feel it enter him as he winced in pain.
"Go slow, Babe." Joe urged him. He began to slowly pull his cock in and out of Matt's tight ass. He could feel the warmth begin to wrap around his cock as it inched its way in.
After several minutes, he felt Matt's weight on him. He knew he had penetrated him completely. Matt leaned over and began to kiss him as he continued to slowly thrust.
Matt leaned back and began to purr as he rode Joe's cock. He was slowly fucking Joe, taking his entire length. He had never felt as much love with anyone as he felt at this moment, surrendering himself completely to Joe.
Joe lubed his hand and reached for Matt's hard cock and began stroking it. Matt moaned with pleasure. As he continued to rock on Joe's cock, he could feel his own orgasm building. He could feel his cum beginning to rise as his ball tightened.
"I'm cumming!" He screamed as cum shot out and landed on Joe's brown skin. Feeling Matt's spasms tightening around his cock brought Joe to a violent orgasm as well. Matt could feel his first blast shoot into the condom as he tightened his ass muscles around Joe's pulsing cock.
"Uhnggggggggg" Joe screamed, as he slammed his cock deeper into Matt, releasing several more blasts of cum.
Matt collapsed on Joe's chest, lying in his own cum. He leaned forward once again reaching Joe`s soft lips. They kissed passionately as Matt felt Joe's cock soften and then pop out of his ass.
He looked into Joe's eyes and whispered, "I love you."
Joe kissed him again, and then looked at him with teary eyes, "I love you, too."
Matt reached down and took Joe's briefs and cleaned themselves off. Then he lay down and pulled Joe into him. They kissed gently. Within moments, both men were sleeping peacefully, wrapped in each others arms.
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