Scott’s Secret - 5

Chapter 05

Scott opened his eyes, sweat running down his face and the feel of his heart pounding inside his chest. He struggled to sit up but couldn’t move, his arms refused to push back and his whole body sent a wave of pain through to his brain as he struggled to command it to move. He opened his mouth to swear and yet he couldn’t hear anything, as he lay there, sweating.

A distant voice echoed in his head and he tried to turn his head, but even that wouldn’t listen to his brain’s commands. Slowly his eyes were able to focus, the darkness was slightly lessened as he tried to focus on the muffled voices. He could see a penetrating white light coming towards him, and he blinked as the glowing orb of whiteness came closer, and closer to his face.

“Can you hear me?” a voice commanded and he tried to answer. His tongue was swollen and felt like it was full of cotton, but he struggled to answer. He heard a strange rasping sound that was his voice and he could feel his heart pound even faster. His whole body seemed to be shaking and yet he couldn’t move. Finally his eyes started to clear and the darkness was being replaced by a gray fog. Shapes began to take hold in his mind and he saw the outline of a dark shadow in the fading fog.

“Randy?” he asked and again he heard that raspy voice asking.

“No, My name is Mike.. I am the attending paramedic.. can you understand me?… Just nod if you can… try not to talk just yet.”

“Good… now you had a nasty fall when you got hit in the bar. Do you remember being hit?”

“Yes?… good now just relax while I check your vital signs again, and enjoy the ride. We won’t be long and then the docs can check you out better. Understand?”

“Where am I?”

“Your in an ambulance.”

“Okay….”

“Rest easy now… can you remember my name?”

“Yes it’s Mike.”

“Good, well you are going to be alright I think.”

“What happened?”

“Well guess you tried to be a hero and stop some guy from pounding another.. he hit you and you hit the deck, after hitting the edge of a table. … You were knocked out for a good 4 minutes.”

“My legs and arms… I can’t move them”

“Ssshhh… you are strapped down, don’t get yourself all hyper now.. we just got you settled down.”

“Where’s Randy… I need to talk to Randy..”

“That’s the kid you tried to help?”

“Yes. Please Mike where is he?”

“Okay. Calm down now… uh.. I think the police took him away…. now settle down.. look I’ll check for you when we get to the hospital and let you know… okay? But only if you behave and lie there quietly now.”

“Okay. But you promise….? Please it’s important.”

“Okay I promise now you just rest.”

Scott lay on the bed, watching as a team of white jacketed strangers prodded and probed his entire body. He felt like some ghastly experiment as they turned him this way, then that way and stuck all sort of things in him. Patiently he waited, for them to realize that he was even in the same room. Snatches of a weird language floated around him, that he knew was their way of isolating him and making themselves feel superior. Doctors, he never did like them, and now he liked them even less.

Finally the young unshaved one, with pimples all over and dark glasses walked over to him. He explained in a whiny voice that Scott had taken a nasty fall and in that fall he had bruised his spine. The table he fell against, on his way down, seemed to be the cause. Well ‘duh’ he thought as he listened to the monotonous voice drone on, telling him his back would be sore for awhile, and that he should not exert himself with any strenous physical activity like weight lifting or playing contact sports. Man this guy was a mental giant he thought, as the words flowed around him, about pain killers, muscle relaxants, and then light physical therapy.

Finally the geek, as he thought of him, told him that they were going to admit him for the night, for observations, and to await some more tests. After his monologue of instructions and orders, he finally left and Scott lay there, wondering if that paramedic would come back and just why had the police taken Randy away.

A jab in his arm, made him cry out and he saw the female nurse smiling as she withdrew the needle. “There now sweetie, you’ll rest a bit and by the time we get you upstairs, you’ll be fast asleep”. Scott could feel his eyes getting heavy as she walked away, her hips swaying with each step. ‘Sweetie” she called him, and his eyes finally closed and he saw a tall figure before him, a beautiful 6 foot tall man, long flowing blond hair drooped down his broad shoulders.

The man smiled at him and when he did, Scott’s heart skipped a beat and started to once again race inside his chest. He could feel himself mesmerized by the tall blond giant in front of him. The deep blue eyes seemed to be sparkling, and he could see a bright white glimmer in the center of them, and Scott opened his mouth, licking his parched lips as the giant seemed to just stare at him, as if he knew Scott.

The giant blond seemed to tower over Scott, as he lay there, and then he smiled. Scott’s heart was now doing the speed of light thing inside, his lungs were rapidly gasping for air as the giant’s face lit up. Bright white teeth flashed and sparkled at him, his long angular face seemed to wrinkle up and huge dimples appeared changing his whole appearance. A gentle kindness seemed to just flow out from him, and wrap itself all around Scott.

He could feel himself getting warm, all over. His aching body seemed to just surrender itself to the warmth and security that emanated from this gorgeous creature. Scott wanted more and he gazed deep into the blue eyes, seeking the inner man. His body seemed to tremble slightly as he delved into the giant’s soul. He could feel the tenderness inside.

Scott could feel his brain reacting to the vision before him. The pain in his back seemed to lessen but the ache in his groin was growing as he watched the tall blond giant walk around to stand now beside his bed. He watched as he placed his hand gently on his shoulder.

The touch was amazing, it felt so warm and yet so shocking. He could feel a current of electricity pass through his whole body. His toes twitched and his fingers flexed with the sensation. Even his penis could feel it, and he knew that it had risen to its full length and that pre cum was forming around his cock head, even before that hand started to squeeze his shoulder.

The giant’s hand now rested against his cheek, the tiny blond hairs on the back of the hand tickled his cheek as it brushed along his cheek. It moved slowly and softly along, tracing his facial pattern, resting now against his lips, and Scott’s eyes opened wider as the soft smiling face bent down, the deep blue eyes of the giant locked onto his own.

His racing heart suddenly stopped, as the face grew closer and closer. He could see the tiny cracks on the moist lips as they passed by his eyes, heading downwards to his own dry lips. He watched tiny strands of long blond hair brush against his shoulders and face as the lips came down to lightly brush up on his own. Scott’s whole life stopped in that single instant. His heart was still, his lungs held their breath.

The brief touch of those lips against his send wave after wave of pure electricity through his body. First his jaw started to quiver, then he could feel the power travel quickly throughout. His arms started to shake and his legs were trembling as the passing wave pushed through. Scott felt a strange tingling in his toes and his fingers.

Scott’s groin was doing strange things under the covers. He could feel his balls pushing up against his penis, which was fully extended. The whole area seemed to be like a blast furnace, the heat making his body sweat around that area. Tiny drops of perspiration were running down the inside of his legs as the soft gentle hand reached down, and slowly started to push back the thin cotton sheet covering his scantily clad body.

The giant’s face was no more than an inch or two from his own, those wonderfully hot lips a mere hair breadth’s away from his own, and the eyes, the eyes stared deep into his own, reaching down and touching him where no one had been, except one.

Scott could feel the softness of the hand as it pushed the sheet back and he knew his penis was jutting straight upwards, through the thin night gown the hospital covered it’s patients with. Normally he would reach down to try and push the throbbing penis down, instead he kept his hands stretched out at his sides, letting the giant blond have his way.

That strong hand managed to easily sweep aside the thin sheet, and now it gently moved up Scott’s leg. Lightly touching Scott’s own fine hairs. Each touch, each movement seemed to send a quaking shiver through Scott’s body. He was racked by the tremors as they washed through his body, and as the hand slowly moved up his leg, coming closer and closer to his crotch. Scott licked his lips and was dying to glance downwards, but the deep blue eyes held his own in place. No words passed, but Scott could feel his questions being heard deep inside the blond stranger.

The hand now rested on his upper thigh, inches from Scott’s throbbing penis. He could feel his penis leaned towards the firm hand, he could feel his entire body tense as he struggled to let his penis reach out for the hand. Scott blinked under the stress and as he opened his eyes once more, he saw the face smiling, and the eyes sparkling as the lips brushed against his once more. The soft gentle kiss lasted longer this time, and Scott’s whole body shook from the touch.

As it shook, he could feel the hand slowly reaching across, reaching for his own leaning penis. His heart, stopped briefly by the kiss, now was pounding hard deep inside his chest. The anticipation was almost too much for him and a soft moan escaped Scott’s mouth.

Just as his moan echoed in the silent room, the fingers had reached his aching penis. Their tips now gently touched his hot swollen penis. He had thought the touch of the blond giant’s lips had aroused him, but it was nothing compared to the unreal feeling that now rushed through him.

A strange heat seemed to flow into his body, and every muscles in his body seemed to be coiling itself up, tightening and strangling him as the warmth passed through. Scott’s body seemed to buck and shake on the bed with the touch and his balls seemed to fling themselves upwards, pushing hard against his cock root, and his penis was jerking wildly, as if trying to reach under the fingers, banging itself against the bony flesh of the fingers. It was like a signal to the fingers, that now flexed out and let the shaking penis inside their grip. Slowly the fingers seemed to circle the jerking penis, gripping it firmly with each finger around the hot flesh of the cock shaft.

Scott now groaned constantly as the hand slowly wrapped itself around his throbbing penis. Every inch of his dick felt like it was on fire and his breathing was becoming very shallow. The hand seemed to squeeze harder with each groan and he could feel his body twist and squirm under the pressure.

As the thumb finally wrapped itself around Scott’s aching penis, the giant’s full moist lips came down once more to rest on his own mouth. The combination was too much for Scott and he could feel the hot liquid from his balls starting to spill out into his penis. The blond giant seemed to sense the change, and suddenly Scott could feel the pressure of a leg and body against his side and he knew the blond was leaning on him, his whole body against his own, and his penis was crushed hard against a solid wall of flesh.

The blond giant had lay beside him, his shirt pulled up and his firm stomach rested against Scott’s hips, the throbbing penis wedged between them, and as it struggled to jerk against the pressure of the giants body, it only made the firm stomach crush harder against it. The penis started to jerk, Scott could feel his cum racing along the inside of his throbbing penis.

The electricity from the kiss was making him quiver and the heat from the touch of the giant’s bare stomach against his penis was making his tremble. Together they were taking him and squeezing the breath out of him. He was gasping for air as his penis jerked harder and harder and he knew that he was moments away from ejaculation.

Just when he thought he couldn’t take anymore, or that there was anymore that could increase his arousal, he felt the lips against his open. Suddenly the rough raspy tongue of the blond giant slowly reached out, spreading his lips, forcing open his mouth. He opened his eyes to stare into the deepest set of blue he had ever seen. His whole body seemed to buck as his mouth opened itself to the tongue, tasting the saltiness of the man on top of him.

As the tongue pushed its way into his mouth his whole body seemed to buck and jump. Every muscle seemed to uncoil at the same time and he felt his heart skip a beat as his body exploded. His penis had jerked hard, rubbing against the taut stomach on top, and he could feel his own hot cum pouring out of his penis.

Scott knew it was spurting all over the hot flesh on top, and he could feel its sticky wetness as it splattered the blond’s stomach. Huge gobs of the hot liquid fell onto his own stomach and he could feel his pubic hairs being splattered by the sticky cream. His breathing was very fast and laboured and yet he still managed to groan loudly, making the room reverberate with his voice, even as the tongue pushed along the ridge of his throat.

Scott’s hands were thumping the bed as his whole body jerked with the constant force of his ejaculation. He was shooting load after load of his white milk, and his toes were now cramping up, and his fingers gripped the bed edge, trying to dig into the firm hospital mattress.

Every part of his body ached from the strain of his ejaculation. He closed his eyes as the last of his cum came dribbling out of his spent penis. His chest was heaving from the effort as it desperately struggled for oxygen. Scott could feel the pressure on his body start to lessen and he knew, without looking, that the tall blond was slowly lifting himself off of Scott. His tongue no longer scoured the inside of Scott’s mouth and the lips no longer pressed against his own.

A sudden coolness seemed to waft across his body, and he could feel the cum drying on his own flesh, as the weight was lifted from him. A calming breeze seemed to be blowing over him, the heat no longer making his blood boil, or his skin perspire. Scott blinked his eyes, trying to push aside the water that had formed around them. Trying to clear his vision.

“Maybe I should come back another time.” A voice said from the far end of the room. Scott blinked harder now and glanced down the bed to see a figure standing in the doorway. As he struggled to recognize the shadowy figure, he noticed his bed sheet tossed off, and his hospital gown all askew, his penis still covered in his own cum, lay peacefully outside the gown, resting on his own flat stomach. It was slowly returning to its normal size, but one look and you could tell it was still hard.

Scott blinked one more time and recognized the paramedic that had brought him to the hospital last night. It all came flooding back to him, and he remembered that this man offered to find out about Randy for him.

“NO” he shouted.

“Uh.. No,, please don’t go….” he managed to get out as he struggled to cover up his nakedness and his still semi hard penis.

The figure moved in at Scott’s barked command. A large grin was on his face as he moved up to the side of the bed and casually lifted the fallen bed sheet up and place it softly over Scott’s prone body. The smile exposed his teeth, white but not brilliant and there was some staining along them, clearly showing that the man was a smoker.

“Well if you are sure….. you did look like you were enjoying yourself there..hehe”

Scott was embarrassed now. Just what did this man see? And what did he mean he was enjoying himself, and where was his tall gentle blond giant. His eyes seemed to try and look beyond the paramedic, shit what was his name?, he thought as he tried in vain to see where his giant had disappeared to.

“You expecting someone else?” the paramedic asked as he noticed Scott searching beyond him.

“Uh… uh no, just ahh…. sorry I guess the drugs they gave me last night haven’t worn off fully.”

“Must of been some nice ones… you sure looked like you were enjoying them….so….. how you feeling this morning?”

Scott suddenly could feel the aches and pains of his body. The feeling of warmth had gone and he no longer felt aroused. A sudden feeling of gloom seemed to enter his being. Had he been dreaming? Was it all just a figment of his imagination? No way he could have thought of all that, it had to be real, the blond giant had to exist.

“Huh? Oh… I guess not to bad…. sorry I just ….. well I am not used to the pills they gave me I guess…..”

“Yeah well I suppose they can throw you a bit…. some of those muscle relaxants are pretty powerful…. but it could of been worse.”

“Yes…. uh… I am sorry but I forgot your name…. I don’t mean to seem rude… but …. well…”

The paramedic seemed to falter as Scott talked. His smile disappeared and his shoulder’s sagged a little. Scott knew he had hurt his feelings and it bothered him. He felt a slight twinge around his heart, and he didn’t understand it.

“Mike… mike’s the name.”

“Right…. I am sorry Mike… those pills and everything that happened…. I …..”

“that’s okay…… not a memorable name really….. well anyway, I just wanted to stop by and let you know about your friend there…. as I promised.”

“That’s really very nice of you Mike… I do appreciate you coming back…. look I am supposed to be out of here later today…. why don’t we grab some lunch or coffee? On me, okay?”

Scott didn’t know why he made the offer. There was something about this man that just made him want to knw him. He felt bad for forgetting his name and he could tell that it upset Mike. He had to make it up to him, at least he felt he did, for some strange reason.

“That really isn’t necessary Scott..”

“No… I really want to Mike…. it’s the least I can do.”

“Well…. I do have the day off…. okay, ….we’ll see how it goes when you get discharged.”

It had taken a great deal of effort to control himself. Scott had wanted to know about Randy, and his anxiety level was approached citical levels. He could feel his fingers gently tapping against the bed as he tried to make up for being rude.

“Great….. uh…. well….. what did you…. well did you find out anything?”

“Oh sorry…. guess you were kind of waiting for the news…. yeah I found out a few things, but you aren’t really going to like it.”

“What’s happening? Is he all right?”

“Yeah, well…. sort of… he’s being held in the downtown jail right now.”

“What? Why? HE DIDN’T DO ANYTHING !”

“Calm down….. you gonna give yourself a heart attack carrying on like that…. now just settle down…. okay?”

“Yeah… okay but it isn’t right.. what is he charged with?”

“Well…. they are charging him with prostitution.”

Silence filled the hospital room now. Scott’s face seemed to say it all to Mike, but he just stood there, waiting. Scott was confused. How could they charge Randy with that? He had been the one hit and injured, not Randy, so why was he being charged? It didn’t seem right.

“But… why? He didn’t do anything….. I was the one who got slugged…. by that prick…. I don’t get it….”

“well, it seems like the guy who slugged you laid the complaint, said you were an angry customer or something…. made a big deal of it…. and so they kept Randy, by the way his real name is Chase Randall Hunter, and haven’t charged him formally yet.”

“What? But that’s absurd…. look Mike… I gotta get out of here…. I need to get down there and straighten this out for him…. whatever name he uses.. okay?”

“yeah sure… look I don’t know if it’ll help but I know a couple of the detectives in vice….”

“Really? Shit that would be a big help… would you?”

“Sure, if you really want me too…. but maybe….”

“YES…. look I can’t really explain it right now…. can you get me out of here now? Please Mike?”

“All right…. keep your shirt on…. well keep your bed sheet on…. i’ll go an see what I can do….. you just stay put.”

Scott couldn’t explain it. He watched Mike leave the room and for some strange reason his heart was fluttering. He felt strange with this guy before him. It wasn’t like Mike was your greek adonis, far from it actually. He seemed older than Scott, maybe in his late 30’s or early 40’s even. Yet there was something about him that made Scott stop. He was fairly well built, but he did have a bit of a paunch starting, and his face was rather disjointed. His nose had obviously been broken at some point in time and he had a small scar just above his left eye, that certainly was unusual.

There just was no defying it though, somehow Mike made Scott feel very much different than even Randy had or his blond giant. He made him feel safe, for some strange reason and yet Mike wasn’t very athletic looking. If the truth be known, he looked average, and yet he didn’t. Funny that, but right now he had to help Randy or Chase or whatever his name was. Damn, why did he lie to me? Well, that was a dumb question, anyway after all he had done, he owed Randy or whatever.

Scott looked around and saw the locker and with the bed sheet carefully wrapped around him he managed to sit up in the bed and then carefully walk over to the locker. Inside he found his clothes and without waiting for any doctor he quickly started to get dressed. He couldn’t wait much longer, and besides, he felt fine,, maybe a little light headed but then according to his cousin he was always dizzy. Fuck, he had that to contend with too. Well, one at a time, and as he was pulling his boots on Mike returned with an intern.

“You don’t wait very well do you Scott?” Mike asked with a smirk on his face.

The conversation was short and sweet. The doctor took some vital signs, made him cough a few times then gave him a prescription for some pain pills and said he could go. The doctor also gave him some useless advice that he should rest and not move around too much and see his family physician… as if anyone ever listened to that kind of prattle.

It still took almost an entire hour before he could actually walk out the front door of the hospital with Mike. He had to fill out a ton of stupid forms, present his medical insurance card at least four times and sign his name a gazillion times on a gatrillion forms, or so it seemed to him. At the end he still had to fork over his VISA card and let them charge $500.00 to it for his deductible.

All that paperwork made him wonder just why did he bother to have insurance? He paid his premiums regularly, and on time, and he sure resented that $400 per month, and now first time he needed it, it still winds up costing him money. Fuck, he should move up to Canada, at least there he doesn’t have to pay anything, or so he heard.

By the time he left the hospital he was totally frustrated and his head was pounding. He had one major headache and all because of those damn forms. Well he could be thankful that at least they hadn’t asked him all that stuff before admitting him. He walked out the door just behind Mike and they headed to the visitor parking lot.

“I really do appreciate this Mike… giving me a ride to the police station.”

“Yeah …. well no problem Scott…. and it looks like you had to go there anyway.”

“Yeah… at the request of the Atlanta Police Department no less.”

They walked in silence and Scott’s thoughts were concentrated on trying to get rid of his headache, and trying to figure out how he was going to spring Randy, and then of course how he was going to explain all this to Mike, which was the least of his concerns. Worse, how was he going to explain this to his family? Well his Dad would be all right with it, even if he was a bit staid, but what about dear old Uncle Charles and that bastard cousin John? They would certainly make a big deal of it, if they found out, and how could he keep it secret. Asshole John was in charge of staff benefits which means any claims against their insurance he would know about, and there would be one. Well, he’d have to cross that bridge when he got to it. Hopefully it wouldn’t be soon, and if he was really lucky it wouldn’t be until after the big stock holder’s meeting next week in Miami.

Scott almost walked right into Mike, as he had stopped beside an old honda civic compact. It certainly had seen better days and Scott was kind of surprised to see that Mike drove something like this. Mike seemed to sense his apprehension.

“My clunker…. actually it’s just a beater for me to use while I am here in Atlanta.”

“Huh? You mean you don’t live here?”

“No, actually I am here on some damn exchange program and am just about finished my tour of duty here.”

“Really? So where are you really from?”

“Tucson Arizona…. well actually a small little town just a few miles from Tucson.”

“Really, and you are working here in Atlanta?”

“Well until the end of the month, then I have to go to Miami for 3 months then back home. It’s a training program, sort of, and while the department pays for it, I kind of miss my own place.”

“Miami? You are going to miami at the end of this month?”

“Yeah, I have to work with the emergency rescue team they have there. It’s really something actually, and is why I agreed to this whole exchange program thing….. just for the Miami part of it all.”

“How long you been away from home?”

“Almost an entire year now. It started with some bull shit training in Boston, then off to Wichita for more shit, that really wasn’t all that bad, now here, and finally Miami.”

“Well sounds like you sure have been moving around a bit. Wichita? You must of hated that… nothing ever happens in Kansas.”

“Oh I don’t know…. it didn’t really look all that bad to me, some interesting things I guess, depends on what you looking for.”

“Yeah, I guess so.”

They arrived at the Atlanta police station and Mike said he would go and look up his contact in the Vice department while Scott checked in with the detectives regarding his assault. They agreed to meet shortly by the main desk when finished.

It took some time for Scott to wade throught he questions and reports. Finally he walked back down the hallway towards the desk where he saw Mike was waiting for him. He looked anxious and before he could even sit down, he blurted out the questions that was burning in his mouth.

“Can he help?…. is he all right?”

“Whoa… look, let’s go over there and i’ll fill you in on the details.”

They walked over to an area that seemed rather secluded in the main hallway. There Mike checked that no one was close enough to listen in and started to quietly explain the situation to Scott. He pointed out that this wasn’t Chase’s first offence, and that the man who was laying the complaint was rather wealthy and could make trouble if they just buried the charges, or gave him a fine. However, his friend did have a possible solution, if Scott was willing to play along.

There really wasn’t much choice, he thought as he listened to the details of the idea. As much as he hated the concept, he hated the idea of having to return to Atlanta and explain in open court how this idiot struck him and just exactly what he was doing drinking in a bar catering to homosexuals. That would certainly give good old uncle Charles some ammunition.

Scott sat down, his head still aching and his heart hurting with its burden. What to do? That was the question facing him, and he had idea which way to turn. There was one sticking point, the Vice officer said that he wasn’t about to just release Chase to the streets, someone would have to take responsibility for him. So, he had a tough choice to make, to go along and take charge, or to just let it all slide away into the background and go back to his work and his life.

Mike stood and watched the struggle going on in Scott’s mind. He could see the way the man tossed his hair, as he weighed his options. He didn’t know why he even gave a damn about what Scott decided. It wasn’t like he knew this guy, or would even see him beyond now, so why did it matter to him so damn much? He shook his own head as he heard himself tell Scott that if he wanted, the kid could stay at his place until the end of the month.

Why he made that offer he couldn’t say, shit he didn’t even realize what he was saying until the words were out of his mouth. Then he saw the gratefullness in Scott’s face, and his heart leapt and he knew now why he cared.

The decision was made and now Mike and Scott headed together to see the Vice officer and make the arrangements. It was going to take some time, but Scott hoped he could at least get word to Randy that help was on its way.

The waiting was the worst part. Scott was pacing back and forth and smoking like a chimney. Even though the building was non smoking, he seemed to simply ignore it and butt after butt piled up in a make shift ash tray as he waited. He had managed to get word sent down to central receiving and was told that his message had been given to Randy. He wish he could have gone and delivered it personally, but the police officer was playing it safe. He insisted and Scott didnt have a choice, so he paced and smoked.

The sun was starting to set when finally the ordeal of the day ended. Scott was on his umpteenth pace to the far wall when the elevator opened and a policeman walked out with a tall young man handcuffed to his arm. He looked dirty and his head was hung low as he exited to walk right into Scott.

There eyes locked into each other and both of them seemed to suddenly come alive. The dirtiness of the jailed young man seem to simply fall away as his face broke into a relieved grin. Scott’s just lit cigarette lay forgotten in between his fingers as his tired and sore head seemed to suddenly feel a whole lot better.

The drive back to Mike’s apartment was a silent one. No one really wanted to say much. Everyone was tired and Mike still wasn’t sure why they were going back to his place, other than it was going to be Randy aka Chase’s home for a few weeks.

Randy didn’t know what to make of the situation. First he found himself locked up on charges of being a prostitute, and now here he was in the back seat of a tiny little Honda with Scott and some strange guy driving, who he was going to live with. One minute in a jail cell with three other guys, all looking like they wanted a piece of him, now in a car with someone he knew he wanted, but who seemed changed.

Scott’s hand rested on Randy’s and he enjoyed the touch, but now, now he felt confused. He was hurt because he tried to protect this strange young man, and now, now he had a chance to maybe make this more than just a passing relationship and he felt different, he felt unsure. Every now and then he would glance at the figure driving them, and his heart seemed to beat just a wee bit faster, and his pain seemed to ease somewhat. Yet when he touched the soft skin of Randy, his heart ached too.

The apartment wasn’t all that much. It was a small two bedroom in a rather modest part of Atlanta. Mike at least kept it clean, but you could tell he was no house keeper. Dirty clothes were hung on the chair, but at least they didn’t cover the floor. There were dirty dishes in the sink, but you could tell they were only morning dishes, so he could be excused for that.

Mike seemed nervous as he let his quests inside. He wasn’t exactly thrilled by having Randy stay with him, but it was an excuse to keep Scott around. He moved around picking up the odd tossed item as the two walked in, Randy aka Chase seemed rather bewildered by it all and Mike could see that Scott couldn’t decide who to focus his attention on.

“Well… this is it, not much but better than a jail cell I suppose….. ”

“Uh… yeah that’s for sure uh… Mike…. right?”

“Yeah… uh… well why don’t I run down to the store and get some groceries and that’ll give you two an hour or so to talk or….. well ah… i’ll be an hour.”

“Mike… thanks for your help… but really you don’t have to leave.”

“Yeah I do Scott… you need to talk and well maybe you aren’t hungry but I am fucking starving and I would guess your friend here is too… right uh.. Randy?”

“Uh yeah man…. thanks …. that would be cool.”

The door closed, and the two simply looked at each other. Scott looked around and sat down on the couch, indicating for Randy to join him. Instead, Randy took the big lounge chair, and looked across at Scott. His eyes were misted over as he hung his head, his eyes still keeping Scott in perfect sight.