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Sunshine
Heartbreaker Chapter 4
Gavin
I needed to sleep so I went home. It's been a long day. I dealt with assholes on the Board of Directors. Thanks to Jake I had wind of a coop in progress. My mind was fucked up. maybe that's why this kid was making me feel like a dumb shit, like caring about him. Fuck this crap.
I walked from the Hospital to Washington Square. I really don't remember much of the walk. I entered the house and made it to the staircase only to be met by Pearson. I nodded and went up the stairs stripping as I went. Pearson picking up my clothes as he followed. By the time I made it to the bedroom I was wearing only my Calvin Klein's. I crawled into bed and fell asleep immediately.
I woke up several hours later, hard and horny. The only thing that bothered me was that Liam was the first thing I thought about when I opened my eyes. I had to get this kid out of my mind. The clock said 8:30. I had time to shit, shave, shower, get dressed and eat before I hit Boy Culture. It was an off night for the club but that meant only there wouldn't be long line to get in.
Once I did my bathroom shit, I picked out my clothes. I pulled out a pair of C of H Jeans, a Jared Lang White button up shirt. Salvatore Ferragamo loafers and Belt. Jewelry wise I went simple. I put on Meistersinger Watch. I was already wearing a David Yuman cross and ring. Satisfied with the look, which I had better be considering I was wearing about six grand worth of clothing and accessories. I went down to the kitchen and told Pearson I would grab something at the diner. I grabbed my keys and headed out the door.
I stepped into the Midtown Dinner. I looked around and saw Bazza, Steve and Steve's boyfriend, Isaiah Williams. I frowned, I wasn't in the mood to spar with Isaiah. Unfortunately, Bazza was facing the door and waved me over. So much for avoiding Isaiah's superior attitude. I reluctantly went over and slid into the booth next to Bazza.
"For the cost of your wardrobe, you could pay for the rent for a homeless minority family for a year." Said Isaiah looking at me over his glasses perched on the end of his nose.
"Off tonight Steve?" I said, ignoring Isaiah's comment.
"He and I are volunteering in the community center tonight. It's something you wouldn't know about, charity." Said Isaiah. The sarcasm thick.
"Anything new with the kid?" I asked Steve. Again ignoring Isaiah's taunts. Normally I would trade insults but tonight I am not in the mood.
"Honestly, I am surprised to hear you have interest in something other than getting laid. Although this may be a future fuck toy for you."
"As usual Isaiah, you're talking out of your ass. As a Lawyer you should know better that make comments without getting the facts. Now listen to me closely. I am not in the mood for your little bitchy comments tonight. So if have any more comments, voice them at your own risk." I said with as much venom as could.
He opened his mouth to say something but Bazza cut him off. "Gavin is not just blowing smoke mate."
"So how is the Kid?" I asked again.
"As of 6:00 tonight he is in stable condition and breathing on his own though still in a coma." Said Steve smiling.
Diane put four plates in front of us. Cheese lasagna for Bazza, Fish for Steve, salad for Isaiah. For me she put a Rueben in front of me minus the sauerkraut. I looked at the plate with the hot sandwich. I hadn't placed an order yet.
"How do you know I don't want the meatloaf special?" I asked Diane.
"Your predictable and I believe said this is the only fucking food that's fit for human consumption in this place but if you want the Meatloaf Special I can always get Cookie to nuke it for you." She said pouring coffee into our cups then leaving before I could answer.
"How can you eat that? It is disgusting that you'd eat the flesh of an animal reason for its existence is to only satisfy the carnivorous appetites of humans." Said Isaiah with a look of disgust.
"If I was rabbit for a tail or a self-righteous asshole I'd eat a salad instead. However, since I'm here to giving the cow a reason to have existed." I said taking a bite of the Rueben.
"You're such a self-absorbed asshole. You know that Gavin?" Isaiah said.
I put down my sandwich. I fought the urge to do one of the two things that popped into my head. One to shove the sandwich down this twat's throat. Second to hit that condescending piece of shit in the face. I took a deep breath and looked at him directly. Then looked at Steve. Steve had that look that said he knew what I wanted to do. I felt Bazza grab my thigh under the table.
"So what do you want for the favor?" I said to Steve. Deciding for now that Isaiah just needs to be ignored.
"Just enough money for a down payment on a building in Fishtown for the clinic. We are losing our space we rent on Locust Street." Steve said. He knew Isaiah lucked out of getting my wrath.
"As usual you only do something for the community if you get something in return." Isiah mumbled loudly.
"Mate, I suggest you shut your mouth before you end up fucking yourself." Bazza said.
"Don't bother Bazza. Some people just need to hear themselves talk about how fucked up everyone else is so that they can forget the lives they have ruined or maybe their death because they were don't know they are to drunk not to drive." I said, looking directly at Isaiah.
I knew that hit home. While driving drunk for an all-night binge and Bar hopping, Isiah hit an SUV driven by a woman and her three grandchildren. Their only living relative. The accident caused the death of the woman leaving the kids without any living relatives to take care of them.
I smiled as Isaiah looked down for a moment then got up from the booth and walked out the door. I hit a nerve. I was glad. Normally I wouldn't have said anything like that. I maybe an asshole but I am not a prick.
"That was uncalled for. He did his time and hasn't touched a drop of alcohol since then." Said Steve.
"That may be true, I don't know. Though if he wants to keep throwing stones he will get them thrown back at him. It's not like he wasn't warned." I said taking the last bite of my Rueben.
Steve got up to go after Isaiah. They were really an odd couple. Steve was a reserved guy who shied away from controversy. Whereas Isaiah was the one who chased after causes. Anything but reserved. Strange bedfellows.
"I need to get to the club. I need to make sure security is beefed up after Sunshine's attack." I said getting up to leave.
"Ok mate." He said leaving me.
We walked up Samson Street towards Thirteenth Street in silence. I thought about Sunshine laying in a coma in Jefferson Hospital. What was it about this kid that had me thinking about him? When I saw him out of drag I recognized him, even with the swelled up face and bruises. I remember seeing him the club several times. The I.D. he had was definitely fake but I let him stay. He didn't drink anything other than a Rum and Coke and he had nursed them.
I remember thinking how when he smiled the room had lit up. He always seemed happy, outgoing and seemed to make friends easily. He handled the oldies hitting on him with grace. I don't remember him leaving with anyone. Fuck I need to think about the Club not him.
We got to the corner of Samson and Thirteenth and saw the flowers being stacked around candles. Near the alley where he was attacked. We walked over towards Club passing the alley and the line forming to get into the Club. Usually I checked out the guys waiting to get in for potential hotties and quick fucks. This time I walked directly to the door not bothering to look at anyone.
I nodded to the bouncer checking ID's and stopped. "Close the doors and come inside." I said and pushed past him and the guys waiting to get in.
I looked around the Club, there was about 40 customers, Bartenders and security guys were in place. "Staff meeting at Blarney Stone now." I yelled. The Club had twelve Bars. Actually it had five clubs in one. Boy Culture was the name of the dance club, had six Bars. There was the Irish styled pub called the Blarney Stone which had one Bar it also served the restaurant. There was a Male Stripper section called Boy Toys that had two on the second floor. Also on the second floor was a piano Bar called Chopin's which had one.
On the third floor was a member only club, I named Topper's, which had two Bars and a small dance floor. This part didn't open up until midnight and stayed open until five in morning. I gave all drink profits from that Bar to HIV foundation I started up. This I did not advertise.
I sat down at Bar one in the Blarney Stone. I watched as word was passed around for everyone to gather. Bartenders locked up their Bars and instructed their customers that drinks will only be served in the Blarney Stone until further notice. Once everyone was there. I stood up.
"Everyone knows that a customer was attacked early this morning. He is in stable condition though still in a coma. This will not happen again. Boy Culture already has issues with the Washington Square West haters. We don't need to give them more ammo. We need to keep our eyes and ears open." I looked around and saw a few nods from the fifty people I had currently there. I employed a total of one hundred and twenty people.
"That being said, I want you all to know that I will be employing more bouncers. Joe you're the head bouncer so start looking for big dudes to fill in I want a total of eight per shift. Hire what you need. I also want you to stop the drug trade in Boy Culture. If I catch anyone selling or dealing with in my Club. I don't care if it's so much as a joint I want them arrested and barred."
"Now I will be posting a twenty-five thousand reward for any information for the capture and arrest of the person's or person responsible for the assault. Start spreading that around." I said to my staff. "I want that posted around town and put in the papers, Matt." I said to my Manager.
Satisfied they all got what I said. I dismissed them and instructed the doors to be opened. I motioned for Matt to join me at the Bar. "I want you to put gates up in that alley I want lighting and cameras all over the outside of the building. I want it done yesterday." I said downed my drink and went into Boy Culture.
I was sitting at the Bar on second level of Boy Culture VIP section which looked over the dance floor, when I was joined by a forty something guy. He looked out of place though dressed in jeans and a tee shirt and boots. I had to smile. "Officer can I help you?"
"Detective Mayer actually." He said holding out his hand. I shook it and waited for him to continue.
"Nice of you to offer a reward Mr. Cox. It may actually help me get enough information to actually make an arrest." He said as he leaned back in the seat.
"So, I take it you have a few suspects?" I asked.
"Just people of interest." He said. I nodded my understanding.
"If you weren't on duty, I'd offer you a drink." I said.
"Just so happens I am not on duty. Considering the price of the drinks. A free drink would be nice."
"What are you drinking?"
"Vodka Martini."
"Hope you're not driving." I commented as I signaled a Waiter.
"Nope live only a few blocks away."
"I smiled when the Waiter came over. Another Grey Goose on the rocks for me and Rainbow Vodka martini for Mr. Mayer."
"House specialty." I said to the detective.
Detective Mayer had left after having his drink. Leaving me to look around the club. I watched some muscle head flex and strut around. He was ready to fuck and looking for someone to worship his body. I was sure he'd find someone to do just that. At some point of me watching him Bazza had slipped into a seat at my table.
"So how long do you think it will take before that muscle head gets laid?" he said.
I watched as he pushed and shoved his way to the Bar to get a drink. "Not long but he is the one who is gonna be fucked." I said standing up.
I walked down the steps and made my way towards the muscle head. Once I got there I stepped up to the Bar. The Bartender saw me and smiled and gave me my Grey Goose one the rocks. I turned and eyed up the muscle bound man beside me.
"Like what you see."
"Sorry don't do little dicks."
"Who you talking to pretty boy."
"Someone who his hung like a flea."
"Bro. I don't know who you think you are but talking about ... but I got a bigger dick than most of these twinks in here. Including you. You got a nice ass though. I'd fuck it." He said looking at me though his drunken haze. God I hate guys who can't hold their booze and don't know when to call it quits.
"Tell you what If your dick is bigger than mine you can fuck me. If mine is bigger I get to fuck your ass." I smiled.
"Ain't gonna happen. There's too many guys out there who want my dick."
"Okay, if you think that's true let's change it around a little. If I can get some guy, we both agree on is desirable before you do, I get to fuck you." I changed tactics.
"You're on pretty boy."
We finally agreed on a guy. He had red hair and nice slim body and nice ass. I had seen the guy around a few times. I had to admit he was hot but gingers where not my thing. A bet's a bet though. The muscle head made his move and went out to dance with the ginger.
I had two advantages over the muscle head, Brad. One I was the owner and ginger knew that and flirted a few times with me. Two Muscle Head Brad didn't know either part of advantage one. I watched them dance Brad pulled him to a Bar on the other side opposite of mine. I reached behind the Bar and grabbed a phone. I dialed the Bar across. I instructed then to inform the ginger that all his drinks were on me. I watched after the Bartender told him and pointed towards me across the Bar. I watched as the ginger looked over towards me and smiled. He grabbed his beer and made his way over towards me with Muscle Brad following.
It didn't take long for me to get the ginger, Randy to go up to my office. I let Brad follow us. Once in the office Randy and I were striping the clothes off of each other. Brad stroked himself through his jeans and watched as Randy licked his way down to my boxer briefs. He chewed on my hard dick through the briefs. Slowly he pulled the front down and engulfed my cock in one try. I had to admit this hot ginger could suck some cockpit maneuvered my way over to the leather sofa and sprawled out. I looked over at Brad and he had his pants down to his ankles and was slowly stroking his cock. I had to admit he was hung. I motioned him over to us.
He stepped out of his jeans and underwear and made his way over. I grabbed his balls as he kneeled one leg onto the sofa beside me. He had nice big balls to go with the what I though was maybe a seven inch and thick cock. He continued to stroke it as he watched the ginger suck my cock. I watched as Brad spread the precum leaking out from the tip over the head of the cock.
I pulled the ginger up from my cock and pulled down his pants as I shoved my tongue down his throat. I pulled his underwear down exposing his ass. It was smooth with just hair in the crack. I stuck a finger in Brads mouth and then slid it into Randy's ass. A deep moan came from the gingers mouth as I inserted a second finger.
After inserting a finger, I broke the kiss and let go of Brad's balls. I pulled Randy up until he was hovering over my cock. I reached over to the table and grabbed a condom which I handed to Brad. I felt Brad slide the condom down my shaft and them stroke some lube over the condom. He aimed my cock towards the gingers ass as I lowered him down on to my shaft.
I felt the head pop into his ass as Randy pushed all the way down onto my cock. Brad moved over to sit beside us. I pulled Brad up until his cock was between Randy's and mines mouths. I engulfed Brads cock. I pulled off and let Randy suck on it as he rode my cock. His ass was tight. I had to slow him down a bit or I would cum to fast.
Eventually I pulled Randy off my cock and then turned him around. I grabbed another condom and slid it onto Brads cook. I had Randy put his ass out so Brad could fuck him from behind.
I watched as Brad's thick Cock entered Randy's ass. I had loosened him up enough so that he entered easily. I watched as Brad proceeded to fuck that ass. I put on a fresh condom. Then knelt behind Brad. I started to eat the hot bubble ass. I spread the cheeks apart and dove into the hole. He moaned as I tongue fucked him.
Brad groaned loudly "Fuck me."
I was more than willing to do just that. I slid my cock up and down across the hole several times be shoving it into him. I knew it hurt like hell. Normally I would go easy but I wanted to fuck this hot ass badly.
A minute after he got used to it I started pounding his ass and he pounded into Randy's ass. I reached around and pinched Brad's nipples he moaned louder. He pounded harder and deeper into Randy's ass. Randy at this point was going crazy. He was moaning and muttering. I heard him moan eventually that he was coming. I reached down and grabbed Randy's dick as I felt his seed start pumping out.
I heard Brad moaning he was coming. Not that his asshole was now clenching my dick was a clue. He pulled out of Randy's ass and ripped the condom off as I did the same. Randy turned around as Brad and started to shoot a thick load of cum onto his face. Rand engulfed his cock. I pushed Brad down on the couch and shoved my cock into his face as I shot load after load of jizz into his open mouth.
It was one am when we finished showering needless to say we all sucked each other off and I got to enjoy some of Brad's load. We dressed and headed down towards the Club after I gave them both free one year memberships to the private club.
"You know that was some under handed shit bro. You could have told me you were the owner." Brad said laughing as we left the office.
"What fun would that have been." I stated raising my eyebrows in question.
"That's So True" he said.
"I got to tell you that was a dream come true for me." said Randy. Brad and I smiled. I saw the way Brad looked at Randy. I nodded to both of them at the Bar and told the Bartender to give them what they want on me and left them alone
Over the rest of the week Liam had improved and was technically out of the coma. He was moved to a private room. I checked on him Daily. The only other visitors he got was Max and one visit from his sister.
I told Max after finding out that when Liam was released he couldn't go home to his parents. I asked him to see if he could get some of his things and bring them by the house. which he did. We talked about a few things. As tempted as I was to try and get into his pants. I found out he was only seventeen. I also found out he broke up with Leanne over her not seeing Liam but one time for five minutes.
Max dropped of a trash bag of clothing at Washington Square House on Saturday morning. He told me how Leanne had dumped clothing in a bag that morning and told him to come get it. She had dumped dirty with clean. Hell, it took a lot of begging for this. Leanne reluctantly told him the bag was out by the trash. If he wanted it, he better come get it fast because the trash men are down the street.
I offered him a coke which he gladly took. We sat and talked about what Liam's options were when he recovered. They weren't much. His parents and siblings had disowned him. It surprised me that Leanne did. Max, sadly informed me that she decided that her car, clothing private school and large allowance were more important. That's what caused their break up.
Just as Max was about to go I got a call from the Hospital Liam had woken up. I thanked them and hung up. After learning this Max insisted that he go with me to see Liam. We walked the short distance to the hospital and made our way to his private room.
When we walked into his room Dr. Wise was examining Liam. His face was streaked. He looked over and smiled as Max came into the room. When his eyes fixed on me there was a bit of a shocked expression on his face. He gave a weak smile. As the Dr. Wise said his was doing well.
Dr. Wise pulled me out of the room by my arm. Once in the hallway she closed the door and sighed. She pulled off the latex gloves and dumped them in a hazard waste basket. She motioned for me to follow her. Once in a small family conference room she motioned for me to sit down.
"I made a call to his parents. They will be here momentarily."
"I think I actually put it to the hospital that where not be told anything or allowed to visit him. They are homophobic, self-righteous, evangelical nuts." I said the anger evident in my voice.
"As a Christian I felt it my duty to try reconcile him with his parents."
"Did you know they are homophobic?" I said getting more pissed by the second.
"As a Christian I can understand their concerns for that kind of lifestyle. I suggested they bring their minister to be a buffer for them."
"Fuck you and your Christian bullshit. You know damn well what is going to happen." I said no longer hiding my anger.
"I am contact person not those people. I am paying the doctor bills not them." I said turning and heading towards the room with Dr. Wise right behind me.
As I neared the room I heard shouting. I heard Max screaming at someone and two other male voices. I recognized as the older Evans. The other one I didn't recognize at all. I barged right into the room stared at the scene Mr. Evans was sitting in the middle of the floor with a bloody nose. Max was standing there with his fist clenched. Mr. Evans was kneeling next to her husband trying to stop his nose bleed with some tissues.
"Young man I think you need to leave. This is a family matter." Said a man in clerical clothing. I looked over towards Liam and he was crying. Seeing my Sunshine like that pushed me over the edge.
"No you three get the fuck out of this room. Can't you see your upsetting Liam?" I said pointing to the new arrivals.
"Listen punk I don't know who you are but that is my Son. I have a right to be here. I believe you are the one who needs to leave." Said Evans standing up and walking towards me.
"Well this punk by the way is named Gavin Cox is paying the Doctor bills. I also know that no one other than myself and Max have been to see Liam since he has been here. I find it hard to believe you care anything about Liam. If you don't leave I will call my attorneys and start the process of having you dragged into court."
"I suggest young man that you watch your tongue. You are talking to a very important man." Said the minister.
"Max call Citie Corp and ask them to put you through to Jacob Starnes. If they ask who is calling tell the Your calling for Gavin Cox. CEO. Then tell Jake to have the attorney's get here right now with all the paperwork we discussed." I said tossing my phone to him as he went passed me out into the hall.
I watched the face of the elder Evans's. they went from confusion, to recognition, then to fear. I smiled sweetly as I walked over towards the hospital phone. I called Steve down in the emergency room and told him what was going on. I hung up and walked and waited in the hallway for a minute before two guards came up and took the Elder Evans and the minister down the hall to a conference room.
I then went in and saw Doctor Wise talking to Liam. I listened to what she was saying with disgust. "Now Liam what they are suggesting is what is best for you they can cure you there."
"I thought curing him was what you're supposed to be doing?" I snapped. Knowing damn well she was talking about something else.
"Yes I can heal the body but not his spirit. Only God can cure him of the devil's ways." She said.
"Your fired now get the fuck out of this room before the devil sues your ass." I said calmly as I walked up to Liam's bed.
Not thinking and had taken his hand. I may not have noticed but Liam did as the doctor. Liam squeezed my hand as I held it. I let go once I realized I was holding it. I watched as the Dr. Wise tried to stare me down. She was an attractive woman and I had thought she was caring person but somehow that was jaded by her ignorance.
"I think you were asked to leave Doctor." said an elderly woman. Standing beside her was Steve.
Wise nodded. And turned to leave. "Be in my office tomorrow at eight sharp to discuss your future here." Said the older woman.
"Liam I am Dr. Carter. I am head physician here at Jeff. Normally I don't take on patient's daily care but I am taking on your daily care as of now."
"Mr. Cox I believe there are some lawyers waiting for you in the conference room." I smiled and nodded.
"I leave Sunshine in your hands then Doctor but keep in mind I will be keeping tabs on you and my Sunshine here."
"I'd be surprised if you didn't."
I laughed and left after telling Liam I'd be back before I left. I smiled as I passed Max standing in the doorway. It dawned on me I called Liam Sunshine several times already. What the fuck this kid completely disarms me. I have to watch myself around him. The kid is a heartbreaker.
I entered the conference room and saw the three senior lawyers and Jake sitting on one side of the table. On the other side I saw Both Mr. and Mrs. Evans sitting there. If they were nervous they didn't show it. Actually they looked confident. Time to break that confidence.
Slamming my hands down on the table. I said "All right let's get this shit over and done with. Not only do I have a large amount of stock in your company. I also hold the loans. Now let's talk about what we can do to keep you sitting in the CEO seat."
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