It Finally All Comes Together Chapter 1 By Jesse Skyline
It Finally All Comes Together
Chapter 1
By Jesse Skyline
So this is pretty much how it works: I write, you comment via email, and you bitch me out for taking too long to post a new chapter. Some of this stuff I get from my personal life, so I get from friends and some I just come up with in my head. There will be love and there will be sex. They'll be some kinky stuff too.
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Much love
Jesse
It Finally All Comes Together - Chapter 1
"I got Monday night. Parker you've got Tuesday night. Haley you've got Wednesday night. Kanon you've got Thursday..."
"I've got Friday!" Jake chimmed, in as he interrupted his mom's recap of the nightly vigil schedule around his grandma during her coma.
Jake's grandma had suffered a stroke that morning in the nursing home that left her basically brain dead. The doctor's told the family that there was no way to repair the damage. It pretty much was a few days until she would pass. His mom, Domonique, thought it best if nobody left her side until she passes.
All the siblings agreed to Jake's statement because they never though she would last that long. They agreed that they would allow her to last in the coma with no food or water to let her pass in peace and not prolong any further pain.
Sure enough Friday rolled around and it was Jake's turn. Of course, he thought of bailing but this was his grandma. In his 28 years of life, his grandmother always supported everything that he did. Of course, she simply nodded and cringed at the sight of each of his strategically placed tattoos. She loved him nonetheless. As for the gay thing, she knew before he ever said anything. "Don't you dare ever feel like anything about you is not right. You were born this way and it has everything to do with who you are today, and I couldn't be prouder."
Jake remembered this as he was sitting in the chair next to his grandma's bed. His family had cleared out for the night. Some offered to take his place or keep him company. He respectfully declined knowing that he didn't want to appear weak to his family. He also wanted to spend some time alone with grandma. He needed it.
Jake took out his phone and started to watch a movie on Netflix. He couldn't pay attention. He decided to pace around the room and quickly had some thoughts come into his mind. "What am I suppose to do grandma? I've been back home for 2 years and it doesn't feel like home."
Clearly the response was silence. He knew he wouldn't get one. All he heard was the nurse at the desk typing away. There was the clock on the wall ticking away and the air conditioning going.
Jake had moved around a lot over the past few years. He never really felt like he was at home. All he ever had was his work. He enjoyed it a lot. He continuously took on new projects and impressed his bosses, so they naturally went to him whenever they had something big at the company. They also owed Jake big time for his contributions. So when he told them that he needed to go home to be with his family, they immediately set up an office for him in his hometown.
Jake grew pretty tired. He was at the office all day and then headed straight the hospital. His uncle was a department head at the hospital so they had special arraignments to spend the night. He sat down and pulled the chair closer to the bed. He laid his head down and stared at the clock. 2 AM and scared out of his mind that it would be tonight of all nights. Tonight would be the night that she goes. His eyes grew heavy and he let them down for what seemed a minute.
When he opened his eyes again, it was two thirty in the morning. He quickly jumped back when he saw the time and then looked at his grandma. Her chest wasn't moving. The hospital elected to not use any heart monitors for the purpose of the natural death to not give any false hopes to the family.
Jake put his hand on his grandma's chest. It wasn't moving. He put his ear by her mouth and nothing. He realized what happened. He knew it happened. He looked at her and wished her well before he called for the nurse. The nurse came in and he simply said, "She's gone."
"Let me check and get someone to verify." She replied.
The ever-sarcastic Jake would normally respond with something witty like "Verify? You aren't educated enough to realize when someone is dead?"
He, however, let this one go. He felt numb or maybe in shock. He looked down at the phone in his hand, not even knowing how it got there. He unlocked the screen and called his uncle who lived the closest. "Hey Uncle Kanon. I'm okay. She passed. Okay, see you soon."
The remained of the calls were essentially the same. Everyone showed up and he stepped aside as they all greeted him and went to pay respects to the deceased matriarch as Jake sat in the corner. If they weren't staring at his grandma they were staring at him.
His siblings came up to him and asked him to go to the all night donut shop down the street to hang and watch the sun come up. Jake's parents were going too and they wanted him to go. Jake looked up and said, "I need to go home."
He got up and Domonique called after him, "Baby, are you okay?"
The entire room looked at him and he simply replied, "I'm fine. I'm going to bed. Call you when I wake up."
Jake walked down to his car and made his way home. When he parked his car, he walked up to the front steps as the sun was coming up. He looked at his car parked on the street and tried to remember the thirty-minute drive home. He couldn't. He made his way up to his apartment and slowly started to shed articles of clothing on the floor of the apartment, leading a trail to the bathroom. Jake started up the shower and got in. .
He knew what he needed. He knew exactly what he needed. He got out of the shower and laid down for a few hours to get just what his body needed in the form of rest needed to function. Then he pulled out his phone and dialed his buddy Stefan's number. His fuck buddy. A groggy Stefan answered the phone. "Dude come over. Door is unlocked. I'll be in my room."
Jake got naked and turned the nights off. He laid down naked on his stomach and reached into his night stand for some lube and a towel. He lubed up his hole and waited for Stefan to come over. He heard Stefan walk in and close the door. He turned around to watch Stefan disrobe. "Come over." Jake said as he ordered Stefan over.
Stefan walked over to Jake. Jake pulled him closer and made him stand by the bed. He immediately took Stefan's cock into his mouth and sucked it like it was his first meal in days. Stefan groaned and moaned as he ran his fingers through Jake's hair. When he was fully erect, Jake stopped. "My hole is lubed. Put it in and don't stop until you're empty."
Stefan complied knowing this was out of the ordinary but loved Jake's ass. He climbed on the bed and immediately rammed it in. Jake moaned and lifted his ass to give it all to Stefan. Stefan wouldn't last much longer. He pulled Jake into a kneeling position and fucked him doggy style. Lube was pouring out of Jake's tight ass as Stefan pounded him and slapped his ass. "I'm close Jake."
Jake was grunting and said, "Let it out dude."
Stefan started fucking him hard. He rammed and rammed and slapped and ultimately punched his ass. Jake loved every minute of it. He felt close too. He felt Stefan change his pace also. He felt Stefan give one last ram and then hot juice started to fill him up. That's when he lost it and blew his load into the towel beneath him. It was the first time that Jake shot a load without touching himself. He felt Stefan bend down to lick's Jake's ass clean. He didn't mind when Stefan did that. It felt great.
Stefan rolled over and pulled Jake into a spooning position from behind. "So not that I mind but something was different about that. It was intense. What's up Jakey?"
"I hate when you call me that."
Stefan snickered as he snuggled up closer to Jake. "What's up?" He asked Jake again.
"Nothing. I'm moving."
There's part 1. You know what to do.
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Much Love
Jesse