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Chapter 30 Closure
I lay on the ground outside Dr. Elizabeth Israel's home a bullet in my back and the barrel of a gun staring me down. Dr. Elizabeth was the daughter of Dr. Isaiah Israel, the psychologist who hated homosexuals and who I was framed for murdering. Daughter Israel seemed more passionate about her hatred for homosexuals than her father, even to the condoning of her patient having sex with a vampire of the opposite sex. She had a complex herself and should not be practicing medicine.
"I'm not going to let you ruin my life," Dr. Israel said readying to fire.
"No!" someone yelled from across the way.
Dr. Israel turned to see Robin heading this way on his motorcycle. The police were not far behind him.
I took advantage of Dr. Israel's distraction and swung my leg up connecting with the gun and kicking it out of her hand. She turned and tried to run but Robin was ready. He threw a line around her legs and tripped her. The police pulled up and jumped out of their cruisers.
"Elizabeth Israel," the officer said as he handcuffed her and helped her to her feet. "You have the right to remain silent..."
"What are the charges?" she asked. "Caring about humanity?"
"Hardly, doctor. Batgirl contacted the police right after finding the files on your computer. You have had sex with your clients as a heterosexual therapy to rid them of their homosexuality."
"I told you that you ruined your life yourself," I said as Robin helped me up.
"Your shoulder!" Robin replied.
"I'll be fine."
The bullet never penetrated my shoulder. Thank goodness for the Watchers' Council and their bulletproof material.
"Let's get out of here."
Robin helped me to my motorcycle. We mounted and headed back to the hospital where I found Batgirl and Nightwing handing over Dr. Israel's home computer hard drive to the police commissioner.
"You did good work," the commissioner said. "Thank you for your help."
"Our pleasure," Batgirl responded.
The four of us watched as the commissioner drove off.
"That was weird," Robin replied. "I can't believe someone in such an influential position actually recommended such things to clients. As a minor, it could be fun. But it is still against the law."
"I understand where you're coming from," Nightwing replied.
"That's right, you experienced that yourself."
"But it wasn't a therapy. It was a teacher taking advantage of my confusion."
"I hope Dr. Israel's clients recover from this," Batgirl replied. "It would be a shame if she permanently damaged them."
I nodded in agreement.
"If you will excuse me, I have an injury to deal with."
"Take it easy, Batman," Batgirl nodded. "We can take care of things until you are better."
"I appreciate it," I replied.
I went to my motorcycle and drove off heading for home. I hope they could handle things for a while. I had a wedding and a honeymoon coming up.
I arrived in the neighborhood and watched as the police pulled away. Evidently it took a little bit of time for the commissioner to call the police away from the home. They must have been waiting for Eric to return home.
I moved the motorcycle over the wall like I've done before and entered the house pulling off my mask. Lance came in from the living room.
"Eric!" he said running over to me.
We embraced and I tensed as he hit the spot where I was shot.
"What's wrong?" he asked.
"I was shot."
"What?!" he exclaimed.
Lance turned me around and looked at my back. There was no entry wound.
"Where were you shot?"
"The suit is bullet proof."
"Thank God." Lance pulled me tightly into an embrace. "Don't ever do that to me again."
"I'll try."
I pulled off my gloves and headed upstairs. Lance locked up the house and joined me as I finished pulling off the suit.
"What happened?" he asked as he entered the spare bedroom.
I hung up my suit and took off my underwear standing completely naked.
"The psychologist treating Chris turns out to be none other than Dr. Isaiah Israel's daughter."
"The same Dr. Israel from L.A.?"
I nodded and headed for our bedroom.
"It seems she has the same passion for homosexuality her father has. She believed I was having sex with Chris to keep him from turning straight."
"I can't believe she thought you were a pedophile!"
"She believes all gay men are pedophiles. Batgirl ended up finding a lot of information on her. Turns out she slept with her male patients to help them like the opposite sex. Batgirl found a lot on her work computer. Nightwing took Dr. Israel's home computer to the police to see if they could find any more information.
"It looks as if her career is over."
"Thank God. People like her don't need to be in the field."
I stepped into the shower and turned the hot water on. Lance stayed in the bathroom while I showered and we continued our discussion.
"It seems Chris was one of her patients. She may have slept with him as well to counsel him. That would explain his behavior the other night."
"What behavior?"
"Batman found him in an alley attempting to have sex with a female vampire. It seems Dr. Israel didn't have a problem with that because the vampire was a woman."
"Unbelievable."
"Chris should be in better hands. Hopefully whoever counsels him will help him get back on track."
"Yeah. Speaking of back on track, have you thought about a best man for the wedding?"
"It's been a difficult issue for me."
"Why is that?"
I finished washing off and stepped out, grabbing a towel to dry off with.
"There are several I've had in mind. I would love for Matt to be here as my best man. I've missed him so much this past year."
"I know. I wish he could come, too, even though I haven't met him. I can see how much he means to you. But you also know how he feels on the issue of gay people. I can imagine his feelings on gay marriage."
"Yeah, it just hurts, you know?"
Lance grabbed me and hugged me.
"I know."
"Then I thought about Justin. He and I are kind of close."
"Kind of?" Lance interjected. "You two were a couple!"
"Yeah. And that brings up the issue of one's ex being one's best man at the wedding. Especially when the groom and ones ex are good friends. It seems sort of twisted to me."
Lance laughed. "As confusing as that sounded, I understand perfectly what you mean. And if you are wondering whether or not I would be jealous, I can tell you now, I'm not."
"You are a good man," I replied climbing into bed.
Lance began undressing.
"I would be insanely jealous," I continued.
"Are you jealous of Jessica?"
"Not really. Since I'm the one actually marrying you, it doesn't bother me. However, if you tell me you are bisexual and sleeping with her, it would be safe to say the wedding is off."
Lance laughed as he sat on the bed to pull off his socks.
"No, I'm not sleeping with her."
I smiled at Lance and continued.
"I've thought about Joshua, but it has been a while since I've seen him."
"Is he invited to the wedding?"
"Of course!" I answered.
"Good, because I put him on the list. Who else have you thought about?"
As I stared off into space, one person donned on me that I hadn't considered, someone who was a good friend, who knew I was Batman, and has stood by me even through the framing for murder.
"Brian," I answered.
"That's a good idea! Are you sure he will do it?"
"Yeah. I just need to talk to him."
"We might need to balance out the sides. Justin could still stand on your side. That leaves either Joey or Chris to stand on your side. JC is on mine, already. He knew my feelings about you while you were still with Justin."
"Sounds good to me. Perhaps Chris. You and Joey seem kind of close, too."
Lance nodded and looked away a bit.
I looked up and down his body and became instantly turned on. I hadn't noticed it before, but he was wearing this red bikini underwear. And his body looked so hot in them.
I pulled the blankets away and crawled over to Lance sitting on my knees beside him. My hand caressed his cheek and turned his face toward mine. My lips met his and we kissed deeply. As we kissed, Lance leaned back onto the bed and I straddled his body. I stopped for a moment and sat up.
"You're in a good mood all of a sudden."
"Just being near you puts me in a good mood."
My precum had leaked on his stomach and he noticed it. My cock was semi-hard. Normally, when I'm stimulated for sex, I produce a lot of precum and only get semi erect. Lance wiped up the precum with one of his fingers and sucked it off. I smiled at him and moved down between his legs.
In Lance's red bikini's I could see his cock outlined in the material. It slowly hardened and looked very delicious to me. I grabbed the waistband of his underwear and pulled the material over his cock. Lance lifted up so I could pull it over his butt. Then, I pulled it down his legs and off. Leaving them on the floor, I moved my attention back towards my lover.
I rested my arms on his thighs and leaned forward. Grasping his semi hard cock, I sucked it into my mouth. I enjoyed the feel of his soft cock in my mouth. I sucked on it and felt it grow in me. My tongue danced all over it, stimulating more and more so more and more precum would come out.
Lance moaned in pleasure. I pulled off and licked up and down the hardened shaft. It glistened with my saliva. Then, I pumped it with my hand as my lips moved down to his balls. I took one in my mouth and swirled it around gently, and then the other. I licked lower between his balls and the beginning of his crack. Lance moved his legs apart and I tongued at his hole. My hand continued its pumping action.
Lance moved his legs further apart giving me better access to his hole. I licked and sucked at his hole pleasuring him with my mouth and tongue. I began Frenching his hole, my lips sucking on his hole and my tongue plunging in and swirling around. Lance bent his legs widening my access.
His moaning got louder with the intensity of my ministrations. I felt the precum dripping over my fingers as I continued my slow hand job. Soon Lance was pumping his hips in time with my hand job and oral ministrations on his bottom.
"Oh god, yes," he moaned. "Yes, yes, yes."
The only sounds that could be heard were Lance's mutterings and moanings and the slurping of my mouth. I felt the throbbing of his cock and knew that in a few moments he would reach orgasm. I wanted him and I wanted to be the one to bring him there so I continued my pumping. Soon the slurping of his slick cock was added to the other noises.
"Eric, I'm...I'm...ahhhh!"
I felt his cock erupt and the cum shot into the air landing on his chest, on my hair and running out of the slit down the shaft covering my fingers. Lance's hole clenched down on my tongue as he orgasmed. I licked and sucked encouraging the growth of the intense feelings.
Lance's body writhed in pleasure and I slowed my pleasuring him allowing him to come down slowly from his orgasm. His panting turned to heavy sighs. I felt his leg muscles relax around me. When I pulled off his hole, I looked at his cum-covered chest, stomach and softening cock. I looked at my hand dripping cum and smiled. I had pleasured my soul mate and gave him a very powerful, pleasing experience.
Lance's eyes opened and he turned his head to face me. "That was amazing," he whispered and started to laugh a little.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it," I replied with a laugh. "But now you're all messy."
"Hold on," he said starting to get up.
"No," I answered pushing him back down on the bed. "This looks like a job for me."
I bent down and sucked his soft cock into my mouth. For several minutes I lay there with it in my mouth, sucking off the cum, cleaning it up from the powerful orgasm it just had, but being so very gentle with it. Once it was clean, I moved up to my love's stomach. Carefully, gently, my tongue caressed his skin, his belly button, cleaning him. His body glistened with the sheen of the cum. I licked and tongued up to his chest cleaning him off ever so gently.
Lance grabbed my wrist and moved my cum-covered hand to his lips and sucked each of my fingers clean. We both finished and I lay on top of him straddling him. I kissed him full on the lips and then on the cheek. Then, I rested my head on his chest listening to his heart beat.
'I don't know what I'd do without him,' I thought to myself.
Lance's fingers ran across my back. One hand moved to my chest and rubbed making its way down to my stomach, to my cock which was, by now, soaked in my own precum. His fingers played around it coaxing it to full erection. Once erect, his hand moved back and forth using my precum to lube it in his hands. I sighed and shuddered and began to move a little.
"No you don't," Lance whispered. "You're going to stay right here on top of me and relax and let me do you."
I kissed his chest and laid my head down. His free hand caressed my back, rubbed the top of my head, and went back to my back massaging. He kissed me on the top of the head and continued his pleasuring. It was one of the most erotic moments I had, relaxing on my lover while his hand pleasured me.
My breathing intensified as I neared my climax. "Oh, Lance," I whispered. "Oh, Lance."
Our lips met and his pumping quickened. This urged my kissing to a more passionate aggressive level. I was moaning on his lips and he was kissing me just as hard back. I broke the kiss and looked in his eyes. My jaw dropped as my orgasm hit me. Cum shot out of me and landed between us, warming us, mixing with my saliva on Lance and our sweat.
Lance pulled his hand up and licked the cum off his fingers. He wiped his fingers along his stomach and held it up to my lips. I took in my own fluids from my lover's hand. Once his fingers were cleaned off, I kissed him. We moved under the covers and cuddled, letting the afterglow of our sexual intimacy take us to sleep.
To Be Continued...
What do you think of Eric's solution to have Brian be his best man? I received many suggestions and I appreciate them all. I thought about them, mulled them over, and tried to put myself in Eric and Lance's shoes to see how they would react. Brian seemed to be the best one to fill the position.
Coming up: the wedding and honeymoon.