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*************************************************** Jared the Paramedic - Volume II Chapter 19 - Adam
"Man's law changes with his understanding of man. Only the laws of the spirit remain always the same."
- Crow Nation
Supper was ready and Liam yelled down the young guys who all appeared to be snoozing on the beach. It only took one call to raise the dead, or the four young men from their sleep. The fresh vegetables, fruit, smokies and kielbasa cooked on sticks over the fire were a hit. Dessert was cinnamon bannock cooked on a stick.
Mark and Conner were sitting near the fire together, holding hands. Jesse was sitting on the ground in front Zane, and leaning back against him. The rest of the men were paired off as well, except for Adam and Patrick, but they were sitting near each other. Jared had made some tea, there was also coffee and some juice crystals.
"So what does everyone do now that it's dark and we've eaten?" asked Patrick.
Troy spoke up to answer, "Now we have fun. We peg the youngest one to the ground and tickle him until he pees himself."
Patrick looked around with wide eyes. "You're joking, right?"
"Yes, we're joking, Patrick. We do that in the morning, not at night," said Jared.
"Shit," mumbled Patrick.
Troy motioned for Patrick to join them sitting on the ground against a log near the fire. He got up and moved towards them. They split and motioned for him to sit between them. Patrick had a big smile of contentment on his face as he sat down and felt the arms placed across his shoulders from both sides.
"Feel better, little man?" asked Troy.
He smiled, "I do. This is so new to me, and it may sound dumb, but now I feel safe."
"We could see that, Patrick. That's why we called you over," said Tyler.
"Traditionally, at night, we sit around the fire and tell stories. We tell jokes, and have fun, Patrick," explained Troy.
"This is pretty cool and thanks for allowing me to come with you guys," said Patrick.
Zane spoke up, "Patrick, you've been a lot of fun today and I hope you enjoyed it."
"I did... I mean I am enjoying it," the young man replied.
Off in the distance, the call of a wolf was heard. In reply, Darren and Josh replied with their own wolf calls. Patrick's eyes were wide in surprise. Tyler and Troy leaned forward and let go with their own wolf calls, and were joined again by Darren and Josh.
The wolves in the distance replied.
"You guys are real good at that," said Patrick. "You're not werewolves, are you?"
"No, not werewolves," laughed Tyler.
Jared's head snapped up into the sniffing position, and the group could hear him sniffing the air. He stood up and sniffed around a bit.
"We have a visitor nearby," said Jared. "There is a large black bear following the scent of our food."
Conner and Mark squirmed in their seats. "Are we in danger?" asked Mark.
Adam was still sitting with them, "You guys couldn't be safer, don't worry."
Jared moved to the rock overlooking the river and let the loudest bear growl anyone had ever heard go. The roar echoed up and down the valley. Jared let loose two more, with the final one being a long and drawn out roar.
When the last of the echo finished in the valley, the air was silent. The wolves in the distance called again, but it was different this time and sounded more like "yips." There was also a series of grunts, and a low growl of a bear in the area. Jared growled and coughed a few times, and the air went silent.
Jared came back to the fire and sat next to Liam. "All's good guys; the locals understand we are here for the night and this is a protected area."
"What the hell was that all about?" asked Patrick.
"The sounds we made Patrick come from our spirit guides, and my spirit guide is a bear. Tyler, Troy, Darren and Josh have spirit guides of timber wolves, the protectors and pack or family animals. My guide is very powerful, and the animals you heard acknowledged my power and they will not come near us," explained Jared.
"Patrick, some things you just accept and believe. It's easier that way," said Josh.
Troy pulled the young man towards him, and Patrick responded by putting his head on his big brother's shoulder. "Little man, every one of us would give our lives to keep you, Conner or Mark or anyone with us safe. You are very, very safe with us."
"I know Troy. I can't explain it, but something inside me knows that I'm safe," he replied.
Jared sat on the ground and leaned back against a log as Liam sat right next to him. "I'll tell you guys an old fashioned ghost story."
"Really? A real ghost story?" asked Conner.
"I went on a camp with the boy scouts once when I was young and they told stories around the campfire," said Tyler.
"We did that when we camped in cadets too," added Josh.
"Grandfather told me of his great, great grandfather named Rising Sun. He had a strong, handsome son named Falling Rock. Rising Sun loved him very, very much. One spring, Rising Sun asked Falling Rock to travel across the whole of the country and talk to every tribe he met to learn as much as he can and return in the fall. Rising Sun told his son to bring all the knowledge he could back to share with the people to improve their quality of lives.
"That winter, Falling Rock had not returned which caused much concern for his father. In the spring, Rising Sun sent four young, strong and experienced men to search for his son. By the end of the summer, they had failed to locate the Chief's son and returned empty handed.
"The Chief sat near the main trail every day heartbroken but never failing to wait for his son to walk down the trail and sit by his side. As the settlers moved west, Rising Sun met every group who travelled down the path and asked their help to looking for his son. Stories about the dedication of Rising Sun reached the Great White Grandmother who ordered the search to find Rising Sun's son would never end until he was found. Great, Great Grandfather has walked the next world for many years, but the Great White Grandmother's word and order to her people continues to be followed today. Everywhere throughout North America people are reminded to look for the son of Chief Rising Sun. Everywhere we travel on the highways the signs to remind us to help in the search, and to 'Watch for Falling Rock'."
The majority of the group groaned loudly at the end of the story. Darren sat with a confused look on his face.
"I've never seen one of those signs along a highway, how big are they?" asked Darren.
Josh leaned over to him and whispered for a moment into his boyfriend's ear. Darren mumbled 'oh fuck' as he covered his face with his hands. The guys laughed at his reaction.
Jesse didn't say a thing, and this didn't go unnoticed by Jared. "Jesse, you look confused?"
"Me too, I never seen a watch for falling rock sign... dammit Jared," said Jesse as he began to laugh.
Liam didn't miss a beat, "Zane, you are lucky he's good looking with a nice ass and package - cause he ain't that bright."
Zane was laughing as he hugged his boyfriend. "He's got a great personality too, Liam, but I'm beginning to think he's not as bright as he thinks."
"Oh really?" said Jesse as he grabbed Zane and they fell backward off the log they were both sitting on.
"This might actually be a good time for everyone to bed down for the night. I can tell the young ones are tired with the activity and fresh air," said Jared.
The group got out the sleeping bags and spread them out near the fire. After everyone visited the nearby bushes, they laid out on the sleeping bags and were talking quietly among themselves. Adam got up and went to his backpack and took out a traditional wooden flute. He walked over to the rock overlooking the valley and sat down.
Adam sat cross legged, looking at the moon rising into the dark sky in front of him. The young man began to play his flute with some of the most beautiful traditional music the men had ever heard. The sound of the instrument echoing along the valley was hypnotic, and the echoes made it sound like several of the instruments were being played at the same time.
While he was playing, Jared moved to the rock and sat on one side of him. He began to beat a drum to the music. Liam approached and sat on the other side of Adam and began to chant. The area was a natural amphitheater and the sound had such crisp clarity and depth, the only other location which could have made it sound better was in a music studio.
They made music for approximately twenty minutes and when they ended, the three of them sat and began to meditate while focusing on the stars along the horizon.
The music had relaxed the group with some of them falling asleep. Troy and Tyler were spooned together and sound asleep, with Patrick not far away. All three of them breathing deeply, rhythmically and contently without fear.
Jesse and Zane were in the same position they were every night as they fell asleep, facing each other and holding hands. Mark and Conner were sleeping next to Darren and Josh and both had a very content look on their faces.
Liam finally broke the silence. "Adam, you're hiding something from us or should I say trying to hide something from us."
Adam didn't move upon hearing the questions, or more of the statement Liam had made. "I don't wish to bother you two."
Liam placed his hand on Adam's shoulder, "You are never a bother to either Jared or me, little brother."
Adam hesitated.
"Adam," started Jared as he placed his hand onto the young man's other shoulder. "You doubt yourself."
"The last week or so, I have been missing taking drugs, real bad."
"Adam, what's changed in the past week other than the wanting of your drugs?" asked Liam.
After a moment, Adam said, "He tried to get a hold of me by cellphone and then by text."
Neither Jared nor Liam replied to the comment, instead choosing to let the young man continue when he felt comfortable.
Finally Adam whispered with shame in his voice, "I felt like I should go back to him. He still has power over me." Adam started to cry.
Jared and Liam repositioned on the rock so they were now seated in a triangular shape. They each reached out and gasped one of Adam's hands, and the grasped each other with the other hand.
Adam finally continued, "I don't know who I am, where I am going or how to get there. I was building a life again, and it crashed the moment I heard his name and heard his voice." Adam tried to fight back the tears. "I'm worthless, a waste of oxygen, lower than a piece of shit. Jared, if you hadn't invited me on this trip....." His voice trailed off to silence.
Jared and Liam remained still, holding Adam's hands tightly in theirs. They both waited for Adam to continue his story, although they already knew what he was going to say.
Adam sat for a moment. "Do you guys think I'm ugly?"
Jared smiled at the young man. "You are an incredibly good looking young man Adam. You have a good heart, and sexy little smirk. Adam, so many people spend a lifetime searching for the perfect beauty, but never reach or satisfy the image they want for themselves. In all honesty, next to Liam, you have one of the nicest tight little butts I've ever seen."
"Your face and eyes are gorgeous too; they shine with your inner beauty, love of life and integrity. Adam, I have my soulmate and whoever you find will be just as lucky as I am. You are beautiful person inside and outside," said Liam. "I agree with Jared, and with a cute little butt too."
Jared was watching the young man closely as Liam spoke. "Adam, you were going to end your life by committing suicide this weekend, weren't you, little brother?"
Adam began to cry, but slowly nodded his head in agreement.
"Adam, how sure were you?" asked Liam.
Adam was slow to answer, but finally said, "Death by bridge. I was going to drink until I felt no pain, and drive into the concrete abutment on the bridge north of town at a high rate of speed." He began to sob heavily. Liam and Jared both moved in close to hold the young man.
The two Medicine Men were developing the ability to project their thoughts to each other in close proximity and could now carry on a conversation without anyone else even suspecting it. It didn't take a lot of time in this case for the two of them to formulate a plan.
"Little brother, concentrate on the rising moon. Focus your eyesight on it, and think nothing except about the moon rising," said Jared.
Adam's tear streaked face lifted to look at the moon. He didn't see Liam and Jared's eyes turn bright white. There was a bright flash, and Adam had a vision of the three of them sitting on a beautiful sand beach in warm daylight.
"Where are we?" he asked.
"Adam, we are in a special place Liam and I visit to meditate and heal. We've brought you here so you know you are safe with us," said Jared.
"Thank you. I don't know why I react like that when he tries to get a hold of me."
"Adam, you went through a lot with him, and he hurt you badly," Jared validated.
"If you cut yourself, you bleed and everyone can see the wound Adam. If someone punches you or you break a bone, everyone can see the injury and many can even relate to the pain," said Liam. "We can see the injuries and suture the cut or x-ray the bone to set it. Both have irrefutable evidence for the required treatment."
"Adam, when someone damages you mentally, no one can see the injury you suffered. We observe your reaction to the pain you are in," said Jared. "But it is subjective, and the doctors only treat what you tell them."
"You were hurt badly physically by him Adam, and those external injuries have been healed with time. The other injury he left you with was damage to your inner self, and it gets buried by your brain not wanting to deal with it. Sometimes, something will happen and it will cause the memories to surface like a geyser erupting and you aren't prepared to deal with it," said Liam.
"I heard his voice and it felt like my heart was going to jump out of my chest," said Adam as he sobbed. "I can feel the beatings and still hear him yelling at me."
Liam and Jared took him into a tight hug, and held him until he began to settle down. The men let him go.
"Adam, why don't you block the number?" asked Liam.
"I want to do block the number, but when I go to do it I can hear him yelling at me. Liam, am I really a useless piece of shit? Am I really so ugly I should die?" Adam started to cry again. This time, Liam reacted differently.
Liam reached over and used his hand to lift Adam's chin to look at him. When he did, Adam saw Liam in his medicine man leather and furs.
"Adam, please place your hands into mine," asked Liam gently. Adam gladly reached and took his friend's hands.
Liam prayed out loud as he looked to the sky, "Creator, please guide my hands to fix this young man's deep injuries because it is well beyond my basic understanding or skills."
Liam's eyes flashed and he was moving through Adam's body. He kept moving and looking until he entered the base of the brain. He began to search through the brain, looking for anything which could be a physical root cause. Liam could sense the pain as he probed the memories of Adam and he didn't need to spend a lot of time in them to realize how much help Adam really needed. The young man needed to complete his spiritual quest to confront the evil and win against its influence.
Liam felt something like a door open within his mind as knowledge flooded into his thoughts. He suddenly knew what had to be done and focused his mind on the part of the brain which had been damaged or possibly it didn't develop the way it should have at some point in the young man's life.
Adam wasn't sure what was happening, but he thought he could feel pressure building in his head. The pressure suddenly disappeared as quickly as it had appeared. He saw a bright flash of light and closed his eyes in automatic reflex. The white light was warm on Adam's skin, but unlike laying in the sun, the warmth he felt was also giving him the feelings of peace and being content. In the middle of the white light, three masses began to form and take shape. The shapes developed until he saw three people standing in traditional clothing. In the middle was Jared, and on his right was Liam and on the other side he was standing, dressed uniquely from the other two but obviously dressed as a Medicine Man as well. When he opened them, the three of them were sitting on the rock again.
"Do you feel any different Adam?" asked Liam.
"I feel very tired Liam, but I feel different. I don't know what, but different," Adam replied.
The three men were sitting on the rock, and they had been joined by a large dark green salamander. The dark green skin was contrasted by the dual row of yellow spots along his back. The lizard from nose to the tip of his tail was approximately 15 inches in length, and on top his head was a frill which looked like a flat top and fade hair style. His head moved as his big black eyes looked at Jared, then Liam and finally Adam. The tongue slid out of its mouth and whipped around, tasting the air for danger. He was not afraid of the humans sitting so closely to him although his tail flipped from side to side indicating he was agitated and cautious. The salamander walked forward slowly until it was standing in front of Adam. Its big head lifted, the eyes locked on Adams face.
"Is it poisonous?" asked Adam timidly.
"No Adam, he's not poisonous. In fact, he's a friend for you," replied Jared.
The salamander crawled up onto Adam's crossed feet and settled down, staring at him.
"Adam, he's a messenger sent just for you," said Liam. "He's here to help you travel down your path in life. Did you see the vision of the three of us, Adam?"
"Yes, I did, Liam," replied Adam as he continued his staring contest with the salamander.
"You have been called Adam," started Jared. "Your role as a medicine man is planned for you and the salamander is here to help you get through your past."
"The salamander is a special messenger as a water dweller, water is the medium of transformation. This one brings the strengths of renewal and transition with spirituality, adaptability, awareness, enlightenment and finally resourcefulness. The animal loves the sunlight, but hunts at night Adam. He will teach you to balance your life, and to use your time in the best way possible," explained Liam.
"Is this my spirit guide?" asked Adam as he gently reached out and let the salamander's tongue touch it.
"Not the primary or dominate guide," answered Jared. "Most of us have more than one spirit guide, and this one has introduced itself because you needed to know he was with you. Adam, you have all those skills he brings with him, but you need to learn how to bring them forward and use them. The salamander is a spirit guide of transition from your past into your future. The man you were needs to change to the man you will be - and that's why he is here."
"Adam, you survived the abuse from your former boyfriend just like the way the salamander lives," said Liam. "He will give up a limb or his tail for the entire body to survive, but he will survive. He learns to adapt to his environment the best way possible rather than fight the changes, until he will win the fight."
"You mean the way I submitted to the beatings and still am subjected to his control. I have given up my existence to just survive," observed Adam. The young man was gently stroking the head of the salamander who appeared to be enjoying it.
"Is that what you feel, Adam?" asked Jared.
"I'm beginning to understand Jared, and the real message is I need to change, move on or evolve. I need to move beyond the memories and deal with it," said Adam.
Liam smiled as he watched the young man with the lizard. "The salamander comes to those who are in need of change in their lives. He wants you to evolve in your life, the way he has progressed from egg to the way he is now. He wants you to know you can change, and evolve your life to the better."
"It's as if he's looking right through me," said Adam. "But I'm sensing he's looking into me, and not through me."
"He's sort of homely, Adam," said Liam. The salamander quickly turned his head and looked at Liam. In a split second, he had turned and crawled onto Liam's lap and urinated. Liam jumped as the salamander crawled towards Adam, and sat in his lap.
"It pissed on me!" exclaimed Liam as he jumped up.
Adam and Jared were laughing too hard to answer. The salamander spirit guide was sitting on Adam's lap and smiling while sticking his tongue out at Liam.
"The little bastard is laughing and sticking his tongue out at me!" exclaimed Liam.
"Hey, that's my spirit guide you're insulting," said Adam as he grabbed the lizard protectively. The salamander crawled up Adam's arm, and lay across his shoulders behind his head.
Jared was laughing as he said, "Liam, you really do bring the best quality out in some people and spirits, don't you?"
Adam laughed as he added, "He really pissed off - or pissed on this guide."
"You're both bastards," said Liam with a smile. He looked at the salamander and added, "You would make a good belt."
The salamander began to cough as if it was choking until Jared said "NO!" The animal settled down.
"Liam, this salamander also spits wads of evil smelling mucous at aggressive animals," said Jared.
"You little bastard! He and Adam belong together, they even look alike," replied Liam. The salamander was sticking his tongue out and Adam was imitating him.
The men chuckled at the actions of the spirit guide.
"Adam, we're here for you, little brother, and you have the protection of the salamander." Jared continued his explanation, "Next weekend is the spirt quest for you and a chance to seek resolution for your weaknesses, and build your strengths. Adam, it will also allow you the opportunity to grow as a man, as our brother, and to begin the learning for the role of the Medicine Man the Creator wishes you to embark on as part of your path in life."
The three men stood and hugged tightly. Adam was sniffling again, except tears of joy.
"I love you two more than you will ever know," said Adam as he held the men tightly.
"I love you too, little brother," said Jared.
"Adam, we are here for you anytime you need us and you need to know I love you, little bro," said Liam. "The jury is still out as to what I think about the lizard."
The salamander looked at Liam, appeared to smile and began to cough. Once again, Jared said "NO!" and the spirit guide settled down on Adam's shoulders. All three of the men were sure they had heard the spirit guide laugh.
Adam went to his bedroll and crawled in. He looked over at Patrick who had moved near Tyler and Troy and sighed. He crawled into the sleeping bag and snuggled next to Mark and Conner. Conner had woken up enough to lift his head and say "About time, Adam. Love you, bro," and reached to grasp Adam's hand to pull him in tight to his body as he fell asleep again. Young Conner pulled Adam's arm over him and held his arm over his heart, tight to his body.
That action touched Adams heart deeply, and he snuggled closely into Conner. For just a split second, Adam thought he would never have heard Conner, Liam and Jared say they loved him if he had killed himself. As Adam fell asleep, he kept thinking about how these people truly loved him. The salamander sat and watched the young man fall asleep. Gently, he slowly crawled up Adam's back and lay down. The salamander began to transform into a small cloud of white smoke which soaked into the human he needed to protect, mostly from his own desire to harm himself.
Jared and Liam sat on the rock together, leaning against each other.
"Jared, we need him to understand that suicide is a long term fix to a short term problem," said Liam. "He has so much potential."
"Soulmate, he has the family to watch out for him and we knew he needed this trip. How can you ask for more?"
"What if we were to visit and convince his old boyfriend to leave him alone?" asked Liam.
"As long as there is no violence by our hands, I would love to help you with that project."
"I love you, Jared," said Liam.
Jared reached one hand up and placed it along the side of Liam's face as he replied, "I love you more." The two men gently kissed with the moonlight shining down on them. Jared led Liam by the hand to the rock they had been jumping off earlier.
Jared stood and faced his boyfriend, leaned over and gave him a deep kiss, while using his hands to gently massage the pouch on the front of Liam's breech cloth. The object confined within the pouch was rapidly gaining size and solidity.
Liam was about to say something when Jared took a single finger and placed it on his lips to silence him. When Liam took the hint, Jared smiled and went to his knees pulling the loin cloth down from his boyfriend's waist. The lighter skin hidden by the cloth was a contrast to the skin around it in the moon light, highlighting Liam's blonde curly bush. The big head exposing itself through the uncut skin of his 9' cock. Jared reached and slid the foreskin up and down over the head. Liam laid backwards on the rock, his cock sticking straight up in the moonlight. Jared leaned over him, and took it into his mouth deeply. The moans and subdued squeals from Liam told Jared he was enjoying it. Jared has his partner's cock head in his mouth while one hand was jerking up and down the shaft. His tongue swirled around it as he sucked and jerked. Liam wouldn't last long like this thought Jared. He took his mouth off and used his tongue to play with the piss slit, forcing the clear fluid out of it as he jerked. Liam's breathing was getting faster and his muscle tone becoming more rigid as he said, "Oh god, Jared..." Jared's mouth was filled with sweet nectar from his boyfriend. Liam had grabbed both sides of Jared head as he came, partially sitting up, his eyes rolled back in his head.
"Oh god, Jared, I needed that release so bad."
"I sensed you needed a release tonight, soulmate," as he leaned down to kiss him.
Jared took his loin cloth off, his cock sticking straight up and dripping. He rubbed some cooking fat onto it while he stared at Liam.
"That's the other thing I wanted tonight, Masqua," said Liam as he stood and took off his loin cloth. He laid on his back, knees apart. Jared fell onto him, kissing him deeply as he moved his groin around to locate the love tunnel. When he found it, he slid in steadily.
"I love you Jared, and I am yours to do this any time you want."
Jared steadily pushed in until he could go no deeper. "Liam, hold onto me tightly."
Liam did so.
Jared stood up, holding Liam tightly in his arms. Liam moaned as Jared's cock went deeper than it had ever been before. He couldn't even speak intelligently as his partner lifted him up and then drove him down to impale him again. Their silhouette against the moon was worthy of being a painting as Jared and Liam made love.
It didn't take long for Jared to reach his climax either. Liam had no clue what was happening but he was ready to cum again as well. Jared was hitting something deep inside of him which he had never felt before, and each time Jared penetrated him it was like a second place full of electricity.
Jared and Liam both came, the one load smeared between their sweaty bodies and the other load deep inside. Jared stood there, holding Liam tightly. Liam had his head on Jared's shoulder, feeling content with the big cock still buried in him.
Thank you Scott for your editing. I know you (as many others) have been having some issues in your chosen pathway in life. When getting upset and stressed, think about this. Was that the path you were meant to take in your journey, or was it an event which was meant to guide you back to the right path you should have been on? Right now you are looking at your feet in despair, but no man walks any path without looking up and forward. Lift your head, open your eyes, and get your ass in gear up the next path.
"Man's law changes with his understanding of man. Only the laws of the spirit remain always the same." - Crow Nation. President Elect Trump may change things, but the thing which never change or cannot be changed is the LGBTQ2 community members were made that way and the LGBTQ2 community is loved unconditionally by the Creator.