Mom, wearing a huge smile says,
"Eric, I have great news, you' re going home! I'll get your things, while you dress."
I take a few minutes to let Mom's words sink in. Tears well up, as I state,
"Mom, you don't know how happy, you've made me!"
Approaching, she silently wraps her arms around me. Goose bumps form, as I feel her love enter my body.
After she leaves, I take one last look around the room I called home during my recovery. I hope this is the last time I will need such a place for a very long time.
I put on a simple pair of cargo shorts. tee shirt and flip flops. Finished, I mull over the tremendous changes, I have experienced in such a short time (finding a boyfriend and family).
Next thing I know, Mom and Dr. Croft walk in. I panic, thinking maybe the good doctor decided I wasn't ready to go home.
But, Mom's smile reassures me. Then, my physician says,
"Hello, Eric, I'm releasing you today. Let me wish you the best in your new life. But remember, you have an appointment to see me next week!"
"Thanks, Dr. Croft, you have no idea how excited I am to be leaving!"
"Okay, Young Man, duty calls."
As he departs, an Afro-American dressed in scrubs enters. He pushes a wheelchair.
This giant stands about six feet seven inches:The tallest person I've ever seen! He is built like a Greek god. He is totally ripped, with mocha color skin, short buzzed. hair, perfect sparkling white teeth, expressive light brown eyes, and he has pierced ears, which are accented with diamond studs. Finally, each of his arms has two tattoos, making him even more imposing.
Although he appears as if he could break you in half, he projects a serene attitude.
The smiling individual looks straight in my eyes, while he declares,
"Hello, Eric, my name is Andrew Luther."
"Oh, hi, it's great to meet you. However, I have no idea why you are here"
"Okay, let me explain: I will be your physical therapist, as well as your caregiver, now that you are going home."
I take a few seconds to absorb what he said,then I respond,
"Although you come as a shock, I'm cool with it."
Mom interrupts with,
"Sweetie, as a doctor, I don't have the time to help with your recovery. Therefore, Steven and I decided you needed someone with Andrew's expertise, until you are able to manage on your own. In addition, because I am now your mother, I feel uncomfortable being your primary doctor. So, I found an excellent replacement , whom you will meet shortly."
On cue my new physician enters. While offering his hand , he states.
"Hello, Eric, my name is Dr Sam Sessler, but you may call me Doc S, or simply Sam."
"Hi, Simply Sam!" I say, causing everyone to laugh.
I quickly add,
"It's nice to meet you, Doc!"
"I am very happy to see my patient in such good spirits, I am fully confident, you will heal fully, far sooner than you think. I can tell, you are a strong young man. However, I have one request."
"Which is?"
"Relax, take it easy!"
I think to myself: The best way to do so is concentrate on my boyfriend! Then, I respond,
"Sure thing, Doc."
After Doc S leaves, Andrew's soothing yet strong voice, breaks in with,
"So, Eric, are you ready to get out of here?"
"HELL YEAH!"
My caregiver smiles, before he breaks into a laugh.
I get in the wheelchair, muttering under my breathe,
" I'm perfectly able to walk!"
Andrew, who seems to read my mind, responds,
"It is only to get you to the car safely: You wouldn't want to end up back here, because you fell down on your way out!"
After a short stop by the nurses station, we make our way to Mom's car. It is a black nineteen-sixtyeight Mustang. I think to my self,
'What a beauty!'
Andrew picks me up as if I were a small child, and sets me in the front rider-side seat, then he buckles me in. I feel my whole body flush crimson with embarrassment.
"There you go, Eric, I'll see you in a little bit to help you get settled in."
"Cool!"
"Dr. Redfield, I'll follow you in my car."
"Andrew. please call me Diana."
After the two part ways, a smiling Mom gets in. The vehicle starts with a roar, as she says.
"We're finally going home, Sweetie!"
My mother take the more scenic coastal route home. I stare out the window at the ocean, wishing I was in it.
Upon our arrival, I hear Brandon's seductive voice, then I see him run over to me. He is wearing only a pair of board shorts.
He greets me,
'Hello, Sexy!'.
"Brandon, my love!"
He stares at me, as an enormous smile spreads across his face. Then, he leans towards me. Our mouths touch, which cause warm, tingly shocks to pulse through my body,
I feel him grasp my butt, causing my cock to press against his. Soon our tongues lock, as our kissing grows more passionate.
Suddenly. I am aware of his fingers exploring my ass.
Our making out continues for well over ten minutes, while our hands roam over our bodies. We are oblivious to the outside world.
Suddenly, we move to the back of the house, where we continue our session. I take his face into my hands. At the same time, he starts caressing my back, Next, we drop to the grass, I dare not breathe!
I run my hands down his back, then I squeeze his perfectly round butt cheeks. He breaks our kiss to laugh, before he lifts his head a little so he can look directly at me.
I stare back at him, before I say,
"I can't believe I have you."
He smiles, as he gently whispers into my right ear,
"I love you."
I kiss him hard, biting his lower lip. He responds with a moan of pleasure.
I feel his thick, hard cock against my throbbing dick.
He starts gently moving his hips, rubbing his prick against mine, as we continue making out.
"Eric, Eric, it's time to wake up, Sweetie!"
'OH FUCK: It was only a dream!' I think, as I mumble,
"Um, uh, I hear you."
I wait a few minutes in the car, for Andrew to help me get out. Finally, he opens the door.
I figure he will simply give me his hand. Instead. he lifts me up as if I'm a tiny kid, then he carries me up the ten flights of stairs to our apartment.
We pause for a moment. as Mom tells him to put me in last room on the right.
When we enter, I see some of Brandon's things.
Out of curiosity, I state,
"I thought I would have my own room."
"Steven and I decided it would be best to have someone in with you, should you need anything in the middle of the night. It is only until you are strong enough to get around on your own."
"Works for me." I shout in excitement.
"Somehow I thought as much. Relax, until Andrew helps you back downstairs."
"Sure, Mom."
"So, Sweetie. what would like for dinner?'
' Brandon!' I think to myself, but I respond with,
"I'm hungry as a horse, the hospital food was awful."
"Okay, I better get started."
Once Mom leaves, you can hear a needle drop, it's so silent.
I look at my caregiver, figuring how I will explain to him I am gay. Finally I say,
"So, Andrew, I need to tell you something."
"Oh, what is on you mind, My Friend."
"Um, I hope it won't matter, but I think you should know I like guys."
"So what?"
"Oh, cool, you don't care!"
"Why should I? Besides, my little bro does as well."
"Right on, that is awesome!"
We pass the time shooting the breeze, while I await Brandon's arrival.
My excitement grows ,as I picture his smiling face and me putting my arms around him.
I feel so happy right now: I am living with my boyfriend, as well as having the support of two wonderful parents and a cool brother.
For the first time I feel loved, as well as safe. I have no more need to hide or be afraid.
I am home at last!