Date: Tue, 30 Mar 2004 13:07:51 -0800 (PST) From: Lillian Luthor Subject: The Matthew Chronicles - Chapter 9 The Matthew Chronicles - Chapter 9 Feedback: lilli_luthor1961@yahoo.com Url: www.geocities.com/lawrencebrosluv/ Disclaimers and warnings: See Chapter 1 Dedication: For Jim, a loyal reader and good friend Jim headed straight to the hotel where Chad was staying. It was worst than he imagined. It was a seedy dingy little place where he imagined guests rented by the hour. A few young men loitered in the doorway. Jim didn't stop by the makeshift front desk hidden behind Plexiglas, but took the stairs two at a time up to the third floor. He walked down the dark corridor that reeked of urine and knocked on the dented metal door of room 32. Chad looked through the peephole and smirked before opening the door and allowing his former associate in. "You're not what I expected and you're early, but you'll do", the portly man said smugly. "You didn't think I would actually hand Matt over to you did you?" Jim schooled his features to hide his contempt for the man. "So what... you came here to offer yourself up in his place?" Chad leered at the blonde as he spoke. "I came here" Jim began, emphasizing each word carefully, " to tell you that you've made a huge mistake." "And what mistake is that", Chad smirked. "Well first of all, when you blackmail someone you shouldn't send traceable messages linking you to the blackmail." Chad's complexion turned a bright red as he realized where Jim was heading with the conversation. "I've saved your email. I think the press would be interested to know how you procure your talent. It will be easy to prove the pictures a photo manipulations, as for your motive, I have witnesses who can prove you assaulted Matt in the men's room at the party and that this harassment was brought on by his spurning your advances." Chad stammered trying to gain his composure and regain the upper hand. "I'm sure the news of our marriage will make headlines, but a little publicity isn't such a bad thing. Now if you'll excuse me, my husband and I have an engagement to attend." Jim turned to leave, satisfied that he had shocked his former partner enough to buy some time before having to deal the possibility of having his private life made public. "Oh, and there is just one more thing", Jim said approaching Chad swiftly. Grabbing the overweight agent by the collar, he slammed him against the wall with such force that a sickening cracking sound was mad as his head made contact with the wall. Chad let out a small whimpering sound and slumped a little in Jim's grasp, looking at him slightly dazed from the force of the blow. "If you ever touch Matt again..." Jim smiled a fiendish smile that sent a chill up Chad's spine. He released the man straightening his rumbled collar. "I think you get the picture," Jim said patting the man's cheek with enough force to cause him to wince. Jim ran down the stairs and exited the building quickly. His heart was racing as he started his car and sped down the street heading back towards the house they were renting while staying in Vancouver. "I hope you know what you're doing", he said out loud. Jim was hoping that calling Chad's bluff would be enough to scare him away, but somewhere deep inside, he knew they hadn't heard the last of Chad Russell. Jim vowed to put thoughts of Chad aside for the night. He didn't doubt that Chad would think twice about his threats, but tonight was he and Matt's six-month anniversary, and Mike and Tom's party. Running his hands through his hair, he gathered his composure as he turned into the driveway. Shooting had been over for about an hour, so Matt was home relaxing on the couch when Jim returned. "Oh there you are", Matt smiled, "I thought you went to the party without me." Jim pulled the seated man out of his chair and into his arms. "First of all, the party's not till this evening, and second of all, I'd never do anything without you", he said kissing his lover between words. Matt relaxed in Jim's strong arms. During their stay in Vancouver, Jim and Tom had worked out religiously every morning and the results were obvious. Jim would come to the set exhausted and Matt knew that more than iron was getting pumped at their sessions. He didn't mind though. He was for anything that would build Jim's self-esteem. He hoped a hottie like Tom Wellling taking interest in him would do just that. "So where did you go that was so important?" Matt asked. " I just made a few calls before we came and one of my contacts sent me an email asking to meet with me", Jim lied. "So, how did the meeting go?" "What is this, twenty questions?" Jim snapped. Matt was stunned at his lover's sudden outburst and pulled away from him. "I ...I just was interested in your day. Sorry for asking." Turning he went to the bedroom and slammed the door. Jim let out a long sigh. He wanted to go after Matt and explain what was going on, but he couldn't. Their anniversary wasn't turning out the way he had planned. He walked over to the bar and poured himself a scotch. He didn't normally drink in the middle of the day, but he was tense and wanted something to calm himself before he went in to explain himself to the young man who was probably now sulking in the bedroom. Changing his mind, he fixed two drinks and walked down the corridor that led to the master bedroom. He awkwardly opened the door, managing not to spill any of the liquor as he did so. ### Matt sat on the window seat staring out across the yard. In the distance he could see Granville Island. He had been thinking about the day they first arrived for filming and he and Jim had driven over and stayed in a rustic bed and breakfast there. In the morning they had made love. It was one of the few times Jim had been the aggressor. He had pulled Matt's arms over his head and entwined their fingers together. Matt closed his eyes as his husband kicked his legs apart and pressed his naked body close to his own. He rocked back and forth against him and the friction of warm flesh against warm flesh made him instantly hard. Jim's upper body was muscular and firm. His chest was pressed tightly to Matt's, his thighs had one of Matt's legs trapped between them and their cocks bumped against each other's. Jim never entered him, but instead rubbed himself erotically against Matt. Matt remembered biting his lip to keep from screaming out Jim's name. Then Jim had flipped him over and brushed his length along the crevice of Matt's ass. It was the sexiest thing Matt had ever experienced. Jim's chest pressed close to Matt's back. Every inch of their bodies made contact with each other. The blonde continued to thrust his cock along his lovers butt, all the while pressing down and causing friction between the brunette's cock and the mattress. When Matt couldn't take any more, he reached beneath himself and stroked his shaft to the slow rhythm with which Jim rode him. Jim placed his hands on Matt's hips and used them for leverage as he continued to tease Matt's ass by dragging his nine inches along his butt. He then spread his cheeks for better contact and pushed and pushed until Matt came screaming into the mattress. His cheeks clenched against Jim's length and Jim had joined him flooding his crack with his warm seed. Matt's thoughts returned to the present when he heard his husband fumbling at the door. He smiled fondly when he saw him carrying two drinks. Whenever they fought, it wasn't long before one of them made a gesture of conciliation. Jim joined his beautiful spouse on the window seat and handed him a drink. "Happy anniversary darling. I love you." "I love you too." "Why don't we do a little private celebrating before we go to the party", Jim suggested. The two finished their drinks and headed for the bed. When they finally woke, it was dark outside and they were running late for the festivities.