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Laying in Hank's arms gave me the most peaceful feeling I had had all day, in fact for quite a few days. We did not speak, just listened to the other breathe, occasionally kissing each other on the hand, arm, neck and cheek. My stomach was growling in protest from not eating. Hank was chuckling at the noise. "Babe, we need to get you something to eat!" I said I knew it, but I did not want to move. Then my stomach gave out a really loud growl.
"That's it, we are going to get something for dinner." Hank said. "Do you want to shower, or just get dressed and go." I said I was just going to put on some jeans and tee shirt, then head to a sub shop or something, if that was ok with him. "Where are the others?" I asked. He told me Sam and Lukas had gone home, to Sam's apartment, Jordy and Jon went to Jon's home. "To Jon's home? Doesn't he still live with his parents?"
Hank said, "You don't know much about Jon, do you?" I shook my head. "Both Jon's parents are deaf." "Thanks to a trust fund established by his maternal grandparents, he and his parents never have to worry about money." "Jon's father is a financial analyst, works from home, manages their investments which are probably in the millions." I asked how he knew all this. "From Jordy." he answered.
"Isn't that an odd coincidence that Lukas is getting his degree in finance and his work friend's family is in the same business?" I asked. "I suppose so, but it could work out well for Lukas." I asked how. "Well, the way I see it, with all their holdings and Jon not going into the family business, some one needs to step in to help." "Who better than a trusted friend with a finance degree and a proven track record, even before he graduates." "This could be huge for Lukas."
I nodded in agreement. Changing the subject somewhat, "You know what bothers me about Jon?" I asked. Hank looked puzzled. "It is his name!" "His name, Jon Spelman, what is wrong with that?" I explained, "Jon is the name of my former best friend who betrayed me, was fucking my wife before and after we were married." "It still stings, but not as bad as it did before you came into my life."
Hank said he understood. "His middle initial is P, maybe we should call him JP." I laughed, "No, I need to just get over it, he is Jon Spelman, not Jon 'asshole' Kelly!" We headed out the door on our way to get something to eat. I said, "I must be losing my fucking mind, or at least it is totally blanked out." Hank questioned me with his cocked head and raised eyebrows. "I cannot for the life of me remember Lukas' last name; I know I have seen it a hundred times, but, blank!" I said, slapping my forehead.
"It's Wuellner!" Hank laughed. "Babe, you need a vacation or at least a few days off, I think the stress is getting to you." "Do you even remember my name, other than Hank or smart assed little fucker?" he cracked. "Yes, William James Henry, Jr. , I remember, not senile yet!" Speaking of that, do you plan to contact Sr. to let him know you are ok?" "Nope, he does not give a shit about me, never did, I was just his whipping boy." "The only time he acknowledged me was when I was winning wresting titles." "So, no, I am sure Chase will get the word around town, telling everyone what I am doing, and he will find out."
I said, "Speaking of Chase, what are you going to do about him, the video, etc?" Hank said he needed to call him. "I think I will call him tomorrow, ask him to come to the studio or meet him somewhere and give him the CD." I suggested he invite him to our house on Saturday to see how happy we are together and make him drool over what he fucked up. "Nah, I think not, he would probably think I was interested in him and want to have sex with me." "No need to rekindle that fire."
"He does have a hot ass, don't you think?" "You could tap that, ream him a good one and leave him begging for more?" "Sweet revenge" Hank looked at me, shook his head, "Now who was it that said I should take the high road, and now you want me to fuck his brains out?" "I know for sure you need a vacation to clear your head." We both laughed at the absurdity of what I said.
After returning home, we watched some mindless TV, then went to bed. I was holding Hank in my arms. So many things to sort out. I asked Hank what he wanted to do about HSC. He said he, Lukas and Jon wanted to do the assignment. All three wanted Bryan to represent them and I should represent Jordy. I said I would call Bryan tomorrow and set up a meeting with all of us.
Now, the problem with Roberta was filling my thoughts. I had no idea what to do about that. She definitely needs to be institutionalized. I could not see her mental status changing and certainly Jordy did not need the added stressors. I would speak with Sam tomorrow at the office to see what progress we had made in getting Jordy free of her clutches.. I knew Jordy would be a problem because he still had the trapped victim syndrome when it came to his mother.
I rolled over, picked up my cellphone to call Jordy. He answered in a voice I hardly recognized, so masculine, so confident. Wow! What a change. "Jordy, how are you doing, how is your ass?" I asked. He answered that it was fine, no infection, the rawness was going away. "Jon is taking really good care of me." I said I was happy things were going well. "How are you emotionally?" I asked.
There was silence for a minute, "I am having a hard time knowing my mother has completely cracked." "I guess i knew it was going to happen, but I kept praying it would not and that she would change." "Damn her, I did not deserve this." He was crying. I said I was sorry to upset him, but we had to make some decisions. "I know it, but it is hard." "Jon and I have talked it over and I am going to have Sam file papers to have her committed to a facility."
"Jordy, wait on that, you may not have to, the courts may do it for you." "All we need to do is get all the assets in your name, Sam will handle that." I went on to tell him about the discussion concerning HSC. I asked if Jon was willing to be a part of it. He handed the phone to Jon. I asked him for his opinion. He said he thought it was a good idea, he, Hank and Lukas modeling all the sports wear and associated equipment. "I don't think HSC is expecting anyone other than Hank, however." he said.
"Well, Jordy is the primary photographer, they may have some models in mind to be a part of it, but Jordy and Hank can insist you and Lukas be a part of it." "We have the upper hand here, if they want Hank as their 'Face of HSC'. I will speak to Bryan about it tomorrow, he can call HSC." I told him to take care of Jordy and I would talk to them tomorrow.
Hank was looking at me with such intensity. "Watching you work, how you think and rationalize everything is amazing." "It makes me know, law is where I want to be." "I may have to use modeling as a means to get there, but whatever it takes, I want to be a lawyer." I hugged him tighter. I swept my arms in the air as if to display a marquee, "Burton, Walz and Henry, Attorneys at Law!" We both smiled just thinking of that possibility.
I drifted off to sleep with my arms around Hank. Buzzzzzzz! That damned alarm. I hated to get up, but needed to get a move on it. Hank went to the kitchen to make coffee and breakfast. I did the three esses?shit, shower and shave. After dressing, came to the kitchen to a 'sumptuous' yogurt, fruit and granola breakfast! Ha! "We definitely need to go grocery shopping today." Hank said.
I asked his plans for the day. "More cleaning and sorting at the studio." "Can I drive the car today?" "I could grocery shop before you get home." he asked. I told him I didn't mind, but we should probably wait for his licensee to come before he drove the car. He held up an envelope from the Secretary of State's office, "It came yesterday" "But, I really want to go to the DMV and get a new picture taken, I look like such a nerd, a nerdy twink!"
I burst out laughing, "You are a twink, Hank, be proud of it!" I couldn't stop laughing. He grabbed his junk, shook it at me, "I got your 'twink' right here." "Oh God, don't I know it and if I had time...?oh, just stop it, Hank, I have catch the train and walking to the station with a hard on will be embarrassing." He was the one laughing now, shoving his plump dick right in my face. "I don't think a mouth full of yogurt and granola is going to feel so good on your dick, bud." I chuckled. "Nuts on your nuts!"
I kissed him, grabbed my briefcase and laptop, then left. I had to keep my briefcase on my lap all the way into the city, that boner just would not go down. The thought of yogurt on his cock, maybe some honey, some whipped cream, chocolate sauce?the possibilities were endless. I was sure I had a large wet spot on my trousers. When we got to Union Station, I went straight to the restroom and jacked off. I hate public restrooms, but this was an emergency!
Sam was waiting for me when I arrived at work. He asked if I had time to talk about the situation. I quickly checked my schedule and said I could for about an hour, then had a meeting with a client. I said, I wanted to call the hospital first to see what was happening with Roberta. I asked for Nan when I called. She came to the phone, sounded a little stressed, "I was just going to call you, Roberta went into cardiac arrest about 15 minutes ago, we had to call a Code Blue, they are working on her right now." "I will call you when I know something."
"Well, crap!" I said as I related what Nan had told me. "I need to call Jordy, he needs to get to the hospital asap." "Can you go with him, I cannot go?" Sam said he would. I called Jon's number, told him what was going on, then spoke to Jordy. There was complete silence on the phone. "Jordy, are you still there, Jordy, Jordy?" Jon came bcd on the phone. "I will take him to the hospital, will you be there."
I told him I would try, but Sam would be there for sure. I asked him to take care of Jordy. "This is going to be hard on him." I disconnected, sat there staring at the ceiling. Sam asked me what were my thoughts. "I hate to sound cruel, but it would be better if she does not make it." "On the other hand, I hope she is coherent enough to tell Jordy she loves him and is sorry for what she did to him." Truthfully, I did not believe she would. My cellphone rang, it was Nan.
"Mr. Walz, she is not going to make it, they have coded her about 5 times." "I have attempted to call Mr. Coe, with no success." "Since you are the POA, what should we do?" I told her to stop all treatment, just let her go in peace. I told her Jordy was on the way with his significant other and my colleague would meet them there to make arrangements. Next, I called Jon again, told him what was happening. He said he had it covered.
"You know, maybe I should call my client and reschedule for later, Jordy is going to need me." With that, I had my secretary get my client on the phone. Talking to him, I explained what was happening and if at all possible, could we reschedule for later today or tomorrow. He was agreeable. I said to Sam, I need to go. He went to his office to get few things, then we left. I called Hank to pick up up at the train station.
On the train I was in deep thought about all that had happened in the last few days. I couldn't help but shed a few tears, even though I was not emotionally attached to Jordy or Roberta. "What else, what fucking else, Sam?" "I don't think I can take anymore." Sam put his arm around my shoulder and pulled me close to him. "It's going to be ok, Mike, it is going to be ok." "Lean on me!" he said. I looked up to his face and said, "If you start singing that Bill Withers song, I am going to deck you!" We both started laughing and my tears continued to flow.
Arriving at the hospital with Sam, Hank and Lukas in tow, I saw Jon sitting in the lobby. His face was tear stained. He told me Jordy was with Roberta, they would not allow him to go back. "Is she still alive?" I asked. Jon said the thought so. I went to the desk clerk, identified myself and she buzzed me in. I passed Nan's office, she came out, walked with me to Roberta's room. "She is holding on by a slim thread, I think maybe she was waiting for Mr. Coe to show up."
I went into the room. Jordy was standing by her bed, holding her cold hand. He had almost no expression on his face as he looked at his mother. I put my hand on his shoulder to let him know I was there. He turned to me, then the tears started to flow. I hugged him. "I think she was just waiting for you to be here and I think she wanted to hear you say you forgave her." "But I don't, Mike, is that so wrong of me, I don't forgive her, I am glad she is dead." I told him I understood, but in time, with counseling, maybe he could find the strength to do so.
He let go of her hand, turned to leave, "Mike, do whatever you think is necessary, I have to get out of here." I said I would. I told Nan to get the paperwork for me to sign and I would call the funeral home, I wasn't sure which one, but would let her know. "You know, the medical examiner will require an autopsy, since she was here less than 24 hours." I told her that would be fine, I definitely would want to know the findings. I signed all the papers and left.
In the lobby, everyone was milling around waiting for me. I said, I thought we should go to my house, since it was the closest. We all headed out. Hank said he would drop us off, then go to the grocery store, since we had almost nothing to eat at home. Lukas said he would go with him. My head was spinning and I felt a headache coming on. When we went in the house, I went straight to the medicine cabinet for some acetaminophen or ibuprofen.
Jon was holding Jordy tightly, Sam was sitting at his now bare feet. I looked at his feet, perfectly shaped, beautifully manicured, very feminine?which was the only thing that looked feminine about him now. I had never really noticed Jordy beyond the flamboyant image he projected, but looking at him now, he was actually a handsome man. I asked if anyone wanted something to drink, I would put on some coffee. Everyone said they would like that.
Soon, Hank and Lukas were home with loads of groceries. I started to get up to help unload and put things away. Hank said, "Mike, I've got this, you stay with Jordy." Jon said he would help, Sam stayed seated at Jordy's feet. I sat beside Jordy, put my arms around him, reassuring him I was there for him. Sam, the biggest surprise of all, was massaging his feet. Jordy said, "Sam, I love having my feet massaged, it drives me wild; if you keep it up, I am going to be boned up in a second."
Sam laughed and kept massaging, deeply in the arch and between the toes. I noticed a wet spot starting to appear on Jordy's skin tight jeans. "Sam! I mean it, I am going to blow." Sam reached up to his bulge, gave it a few squeezes. Jordy's breathing was labored, he inhaled deeply then exhaled, smiling as the wet spot grew much larger. "Damn you, Sam, I am a mess and I don't have a change of clothes." Jon walked in, "What is going on?"
Jordy stood up, his jeans clearly showed what had happened. "You know what happens when I get a foot massage and that fucker wouldn't stop when I told him to." All of us were trying to stifle a laugh, then Jordy, himself, burst out. I said, "Come on, Jordy, let's get you cleaned up." "I will give you a pair of sweats to put on." Jordy stood up right in front of Sam, dropped his jeans, exposing his semi hard, cum dripping cock. "Ok Burton, you caused this, lick it clean."
I thought for a second Sam was going to lick it. I quickly grabbed Jordy's hand, "Come on Jordy, let's go." I said as I dragged him towards the hallway. By the time we got to the bathroom, Jordy was at full mast again. "Man, you recover quickly." I said. "Hey, Sam was going to lick it until you pulled me away, and well, here it is in all its glory." I ran cold water, wet a washrag, and handed it to him. "Here, this should cool you off." I said.
Jordy began to wash his slowly deflating cock. I told him to turn around, I wanted to check out his ass. He turned around, leaned over the counter as I began to look closely at his hairy ass. I rinsed the cum stained washrag with warm water, then gently washed his ass. The welts were still there, but no longer raw. He said they did not hurt when touched. "Ready to be fucked, want to do the honors, Mikey?"
"As tempting as that sounds, Jordy, I think not, I will get Jon for you." He frowned and said he had wanted me to fuck him from the first time he met me. "I know, Jordy, but it is not going to happen, it should not happen." my voice was a bit shaky. "If you say so." he replied smugly. I quickly went to the bedroom to get a pair of sweats for him. "Give me the jeans and I will wash them for you." I said.
As I was on the way out to the utility room, I noticed Sam and Lukas on the floor making out, Sam's hard dick in Lukas' hand. Jon and Hank were in the kitchen making sandwiches. "How long has that been going on?" I asked. "Oh, a few minutes, now; we are staying out of the way, just waiting for the real show to begin." Jon said. I chuckled as I put Jordy's jeans in the wash. I called out, "Anyone have anything they want washed?" No one answered, so I started the cycle.
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