Date: Sat, 28 Dec 2002 13:02:59 +0000
From: fellhere@hotmail.com
Subject: a story part 12- Josh Hyperballad

this is story's first twist in the road: this chapter, part, whatever u
might call it is actually a deviation. I've reached a forked road, and this
chapter deals with Josh, albeit in a very un-fatal attraction way. I cannot
concede that this is original, though ive tried to keep it original as
possible. Yet, like Sheridan, I lie. Oh well. Anyways, hope u like it. the
next chapter will be josh: good. yeah. enjoy. and do keep feedback coming...

a story part 12: Josh-Hyperballad

Copyright. All rights reserved.
Disclaimer: If you're 18 and below, ignore this whole chapter.
+This chapter has sexual content+

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[Tonight was the night he dreamt. He dreamt of many good things. If only he
could see what he had to bring for him. As he tossed around his king-sized
bed, he longed for Seth to be beside him, to feel his strong arms circle him
and tell him that everything was alright, that his parents' neglect was
temporary and transient, that his love for him was the only thing that
withstood time. He held close to the beliefs of what he had read, and what
he read only proved what he felt was real, was not sick, twisted, perverted.

He felt a hardness stirring, but he willed that down, only wanting to sense
love and passion for him. Seth deserved the best, and he wanted to make sure
that he knew that. He prepared it long beforehand. He had planned a dinner
at his house, catered by dome, seth's favorite, and he wanted him to come
down, to say yes. But no. Mike was more important. The football jock, his
friend on the pitch, was more important than him.

He sensed that right from the start. When he saw Seth in his house, he knew
what Mike wanted. He wanted to take Seth away from him. And days after that
he did it everytime he wanted Seth to come and join him. But Mike stopped
that from happening.

He wanted to kill Mike, on the pitch, make it look like an accident, but he
didn't want to do it, since he knew that Seth liked him, and if he had
killed him, it would only make Seth sad. And he wanted Seth to be happy. But
happy on the terms that he was with him, not Mike. So he inflicted the pain
on himself, and was glad to see that Seth responded in kind.

ANd for the first time, he fell even deeper. Cuz what he saw in Seth's eyes
weren't pity; he cared for him truly. He turned on the light and stared at
the sea of pictures.

Of Seth Sjorn. His soon-to-be lover. He would make him see that he loved
him. Only he did. Everything was going to work as planned. As soon as the
clock struck 4, he would leave.

To pick Seth up to the eden, the eden where only he and Seth would be.]

I woke up at around 8, and Mike was still asleep, so I simply entangled
myself away from him, and went about washing around. I was about to wash my
face when I felt his arms around my waist and his warm breath on my neck.
'You weren't there in bed when I woke up.' he said in a throaty voice.
'That's because I woke up earlier first babe. Morning.' I gave him a quick
kiss and he went about doing his business. As he dressed up, I told him I
had to leave since I was due to meet Sarah. He obliged, and I trotted back
out of the house.

I walked along the street, silently humming the tune of duncan sheik's on a
high as I walked along in the sunny morning. Without noticing that a car had
pulled up behind me, and I was awakened by my reverie after he honked. I
turned, and was surprised to see Josh.

'Hey! Wanna lift to somewhere?'
'Nah, I'm going to Dome to meet-'
'Oh, what a coincidence! I'm going there too! Hop in!'
Shrugging, I entered and thanked him.
'Morning. I just came from home you see and was going there. Alrighty, we'll
be there soon.'
I was kinda tired, so I had slept, and Josh didn't seem to mind, since he
whistled a weird tune when I was there.

'We're there.' I rubbed the sleep from my eyes. I looked around. All I saw
was strange territory.
'No we're not. Where are we?'
'Here.'
'But-' Before I could speak, I felt something needle-like prick my arm. Then
all I saw was blackness.

:
Sarah, where are you?
In Dome. Why isn't Seth here yet?
He was supposed to be there an hour ago!
Relax. He's almost an adult. Called his cell yet?
Yeah, but it's turned off. God, where can he be?
Calm down, most likely I think he was tired and went home-
I checked. He ain't at home.
Chill Mike. We'll find him. Just stay there.
:

I woke up on a comfortable bed, and the strains of Bjork's All is full of
Love playing in the background. I was about to fall asleep again when I
realized that my hands were tied to the bedpost. My legs were free. Though
the tie was loose. Someone was watching me from the back. I turned.

'Josh!'

He smiled genially.
'So you're awake. Want something to eat?'
'Untie me first Josh.'
'Alright. You seem in pain, and I don't want you to feel pain.'

He came over to me and then before I knew it, plunged another needle in me.
But this time, despite me being clear headed, I was paralyzed, not really
tightened, but I couldn't move anything. Then he smiled again and untied me.
But what good did it do when I was already immovable?

My eyes could only look as he sat next to me and propped me up. He looked at
me guiltily, as if he wasn't allowed to look at me, but then he held me
next, cradled me. And smelled me. Surprisingly, I didn't feel anything hard
behind me.
'Let's watch my favorite thriller. And I know it's yours too.'
Murder by Numbers came up, and I watched as Josh fast forwarded to the scene
where Richard gave Justin the tape where he allegedly fucked Lisa. As the
scene rolled, I heard every single word that Josh said, in exact line, tone
and language that Richard had used.
'We did it together.'
Except that in the movie all there was was homoerotic tension.
This was pure horrific tension I felt.

'What are you doing to me?'
'I want you to see what I can give you Seth. I love you.'
He smiled at me and pulled back the stray hairs from my head.
'But I don't love you Josh.'
'That's not true. You'll learn to love me. Just like how Richard had to make
Justin see that Lisa was just the bitch. Mike is Lisa. And we'll be like
Rich and Justin Seth. You're my Justin, and no one will take you away from
me.'
'But this is illegal Josh.'
'No it isn't. They think you're just away for a short holiday. But after the
short holiday, you'll be mine, and there's no need to hide.'
I was afraid.

I never thought Josh was this kind of person. But he didn't seem like it. He
liked me, but he never acted on it, but it was my own innocent flirting that
had caused me this. But was it innocent in the first place? I wanted to use
my cell, but there was no use since I was paralyzed and my phone seemed to
be nowhere. I tried turning my head, but it was useless and I knew that Josh
was looking at me. Undressing me with his own eyes.

'Please don't do this Josh.'
'Do what? I love you Seth. I won't harm you. I won't make love to you. No,
not in this state. Not in this state and until you start to love me the way
I love you. All I want you to do is to enjoy yourself. With me. My company.'
'Please let me at least move Josh.'
'Fine, if that's what pleases you.'
He injected something else into me. It was as if I felt alive again. I felt
movement in my limbs, and wanted to go away, but he had locked me so hard in
his embrace that I couldn't move.
'No, don't leave me. Stay this way. Finish this movie. Then I'll let you go,
alright?'
'Promise? Promise.'

We watched the movie in the locked position, and it seemed that Josh was
looking at me more than the movie. I kept my eyes focussed. When the movie
ended, I looked up. Josh simply shrugged and let me go. But before I could
take a step forward, I tripped and fell on the floor. I tried to stand, but
couldn't. Josh was immediately beside me holding me up. But I found that
though I could move my legs and arms, they were sluggish.

'Now, why not stay till tomorrow? Your limbs are too tired.'
'No. Let me go please Josh! Why are you doing this to me?'
'Doing what? All you'll do is to go back to Mike! Why can't you come back to
me?'
'Because I don't like you that way Josh. We can still be friends Josh!'
'I don't want to. I want you Seth!'
With that, he slowly dragged me to the bed.

'Now we sleep.'
He put my head on his chest, and hugged me tightly. Then he injected
something into me again that make me sleep. A deep deep sleep.

I don't remember anything, come to think about it, when I woke up. I was
still on the bed, but unlike yesterday, I felt more awake, more refreshed,
and more orientated. I was in a posh bedroom, and I was sleeping on a four
poster bed, and Josh was sitting down on an armchair, watching me intently.
It seemed that he decorated the room in exactly the way I would have liked
it to be, and the silent strains of stravinsky was playing the background. I
wasn't appreciative of it, I was freaked.

'Morning Seth. I know you need your water and lemon tea, so there it is.
Drink it, it isn't drugged or anything.'
Warily, I took it and drank, and the moment the lemon tea passed my throat,
I spoke.
'Why are you doing this?'
'Because I love you. I tried to tell you many times, but everytime you would
never listen to me. Instead, you would spend more time with Mike. But I knew
that you wanted to spend time with me, yet he had took your time. So now,
I'm just fulfilling what we both want. Muffins, or croissants?'
'But this is not the way you should show me that you love me Josh. If you
really do, then you have to work for it. This is forcing me to do what I
don't want to do in the first place.'
He smiled and pondered for a while.
'Yet force is always necessary for one to see what is really needed for him,
don't you think?'
'Not necessarily Josh. I care for you Josh, but the way you're showing your
'care' to me, really makes me doubt it, and it doesn't increase my love, or
so you think, for you!'
'Well, that's what you think Seth. I don't believe you don't love me.'
'But I don't.'
He smiled.
'You will, you will...'
With that, he walked away.
I tried to find a door, but found only one heavily locked, with him having
the key. I was contemplating on fighting Josh, but he was definitely way
stronger than me in any aspect. So I sat there thinking of a possible route.
By then, he bought muffins in with cream cheese, and sat down and wanted
breakfast with me.
Sensibly, I ate too, and he did, and chatted with me. I responded, and
amazingly, he seemed perfectly happy with my reaction.

If you were asking me, he seemed perfectly rational and not that type that
would do this to me, and seriously, he wasn't exactly forcing me. I was
enjoying myself forcibly, though the trapped feeling was still there. If he
wanted me physically, he didn't show it, and he seemed to respect every
single decision of mine, though he did draw the line sometimes.

If only I could get him to stop using his needles.

Even in the face of adversity, I saw the humour in everything that was
surrounding me. I knew that Mike was worried sick about me, my rents should
have been too, and sarah, james and anna would be screaming their heads off
for my safety. I laughed at their expressions. I had searched around the
room, and found that Josh had no weapons, nothing at all which signalled a
kidnapping, and though I planned my escape, I had no intention of charging
him for kidnap or anything like that. I was more worried about him then
myself- if the conversation was anything to go by, he was more than willing
to do what I wanted him to do. I just didn't want him to get any more stupid
illusions about me actually liking him.

He had planned our day, it seemed, and as he let me out of the house, I was
awed by the place that he had brought me to. It looked like the perfect
place of a neighborhood. Wait, it was his house I was in.
'Where're your parents?'
'Oh, they're never here. Always zipping here, there...'
'I'm sorry Josh. C'here, I think you need a hug.'
'I don't need a hug Seth. I need you.'
I turned away.
'So, where do ya wanna bring me?'
But he wasn't looking at me. He was looking at the car that just pulled into
the driveway. It was Mike.

My heart gave a little yelp of joy, but Josh just seemed composed, calm.
Mike was the direct opposite. He looked like he could kill Josh, but when he
turned to me, he just smiled in relief. Behind him was Sarah, who looked at
Josh, then me, then opened her mouth, as if she just became Nancy Drew and
obtaining her amazing cluedo instinct. Josh didn't say anything, but simply
waved neutrally to Mike.

'Hey.' He said simply as he walked down the stairs to greet Mike and Sarah.
I followed. As soon as we were near contact, Mike looked at me as if to say
if I was ok, while Sarah simply embraced me as if she never saw me before.
'What did you do to Seth?'
'Nothing Mike, Josh did nothing. I mean-'
'No. This is not what you mean Seth. Mike, why are you here?'
He took a menacing step towards Josh, and he seemed unperturbed.
'Well, to ask you why you took Seth unwillingly. Or shall we say kidnap?'
'I didn't kidnap Seth. He did come here in circumstance though. And what
business is it of yours anyways?'
'Well, because he means a lot to me and what you did was illegal.'
There he is. He's fine ain't he? And he won't leave with you unless he wants
to.'
Josh turned to me, and smiled.
'I want to, Josh.'
The smile turned into a frown.
'I thought you loved me Seth.'
'Josh, I didn't. It was all in your head Josh. Get over it. Please.'
He turned back to Mike.
'Go ahead. Bye.'
I hugged Josh. He hugged back. Then said something that I didn't want to
hear.
'I'll make you see, Seth, that I'm the only one suitable for you. But last
night was wonderful. I love you.'
I broke the hug and then went right next to Mike and Sarah offered to drive.

The moment we were in the confines of the car Mike hugged me.
'Thank god you're fine. What the hell happened man! Everyone's worried sick
for you, no phone calls, nothing, I just thought-' His lower lip trembled,
and he looked like he was gonna cry.
I studied his face, then kissed him. 'I'm fine babe. Nothing bad happened.
Chill. So where are we going?'
He hugged me again and breathed in deeply. 'Sarah's gonna bring us back to
your house, where your rents are there, and James and the clique are all
there. I was just acting on a hunch, but whoa, I was right, wasn't I?'
I smiled. He simply hugged me tighter.

Via the rear view, I thanked Sarah. She smiled, and brought me home.

It was funny, cuz when the car pulled up on my driveway, my mother was like
all over me, and crying as though I just came back from the vietnam war. My
dad was relieved and showed it by venting his anger on Josh, and suggesting
of all sorts of punishment on him. James just came up to me and hugged me so
tight I think I suffocated, though Mike's stare was enough to suffocate
James. Anna was crying and she grabbed me in this hug, and only released me
when I told her that I needed to breathe.

'I'm not pressing charges, Mom.'
She looked at me weirdly. In fact, everyone looked at me weirdly.
'What do you mean Seth? He practically kidnapped you! And he could have
raped you!'
'The thing is he didn't. And he didn't like violate me or anything. He just
let me be. Please. I just don't want to press charges. And I don't think
he'll do it again.'
'Yeah right. Like he won't. This guy is creepy, man!'
Sarah chimed in, but I was kinda pissed at where this was going.
'I just don't wanna press charges. Please. I don't think he'll do it again.'
There's one thing that the Sjorn family has that I really have in me. That
was obstinacy. Once I had stuck to a decision, I would stick to it, and not
let others get a say. Fine, Mike had managed to lock me in sometimes, though
now he couldn't stop me. Finally, we reached a compromise, that Mike was too
happy to stick to. My rents wanted Mike to escort me home everyday from
school, and that at least one of my friends were beside me everytime I was
in school. James didn't look too happy with that, but he kept mum about it.
At least until I went up to my room, and my parents had insisted that James,
Mike and Sarah kept me company for a while, since Anna had to leave to have
dinner with her parents.

It was a weird tension in the room while I put in alanis in the cd. Mike was
torn between wanting to touch me and not being able to. James looked like he
was about to put a hole through Mike and Sarah looked like the damsel in
distress, hoping NOT for a fight. After the cd played, I sat on the bed, and
broke the silence and tension.

'Get this straight guys. I don't need any extra care, but since my rents
want it, I'm more than willing for it' I smiled at Mike, who smiled back,
and James simply scowled. 'And James, please act in a mature sense.'
'At least get someone better, with brains perhaps.' James muttered under his
breath.
'I heard that James.' Mike growled.
'Yeah. So, what could you do about it?'
The moment I saw Mike ball his hands into fists I knew I had to cool down
this stupid fight.
'Guys, I'm not worth fighting over. Please. I'm kinda tired. I need to rest.
I'll call ya guys later. Bye.'
Mike looked shocked, James looked shocked, and Sarah looked relieved. She
gave me a kiss and told me to rest, and Mike and James then unwillingly
shuffled out of the room, held back only by the presence of Sarah.

Only after 15 minutes did I call Mike.
'Yeah?'
'Hey. Seth here.'
'Oh hey! You could have let me stay you know.'
'Please. You know how James would have reacted.'
'Fuck James. I just want to make sure you're alright!'
'Shut up Mike. You know part of you caused this. Anyways, you could come
down later, around 8- my rents are going out for the night, down to Milan,
so there.'
'Sure, I'll be there. See ya later. Love ya.'
'Love ya.'

And then I slept.

When I woke, I felt a pair of strong arms was encircled around me. I
snuggled into it, knowing the scent and knowing that these arms belonged to
Mike. He was obviously awake, and let me sleep even more. But my brain had
more things to offer than induce sleep, thus I turned around and faced him,
till his nose was directly facing mine.

'Evening.'
I rubbed my nose against his. I realized that he was topless and wearing his
boxers, and traced my hands along the contours of his abs. He simply rubbed
my nose even more, and smiled, pulling me closer to him.
'You know, you really scared me when you were kinda missing for the day. We
couldn't report ot the police, cuz it wasn't 48 hours, and if not for the
fact that i had an instinct, god-'
He shuddered, and then I shushed him.
'But I'm back, and that's all that matters, doesn't it?'
He smiled. I traced the line and out of playfulness circled his belly
button. He moaned in appreciation, and I laughed. I felt his hardness poking
at my thigh, and it seemed that my touch was encouraging it.
'You like?'
It was more of a statement than question, and he simply moaned and reached
underneath my shirt to caress my back.

My hand traced it, felt the hardness, and gripped it. The first stroke saw
him gasping, sucking in the first breath, and looking at me all the time.
The second, successive strokes saw him gripping me harder, and coming closer
to me, wanting every single part of his body to come near me.

I kissed his neck, nibbled slowly like a squirrel tasting the first acorn of
spring, and received moans of appreciation. Since my left hand was under
him, I couldn't move it, except holding his neck, kissing him here, there. I
took his brown rounded nipples into my mouth, suckling one after the other,
and always getting a shudder. He was getting close, and I knew it.

In one swift motion I took him whole, my mouth finding the target, and the
fruit of sweetness.
'Oh god!' He shouted, over and over again, as he gave me his seed, in
voluminous amounts, and me keeping it in, wanting to know that this was him.
All the time my two hands were rubbing his nipples, keeping him on the edge.
He was writhing with pleasure, bucking his hips, wanting more, wanting more.

When it subsided, I crawled back to him and kissed him, and we mingled his
seed. It was sweet in a most figurative sense, and before I could crawl out,
he grabbed me and made sure that he gave me the exact favour, so much so
that I writhed and turned, with bedsheets everywhere all over, ensuring that
he took every part of me, then shared it with me. Our seeds mingled, and
connected, leaving us both spent.

And very smelly.

It was with this hazed glow that we took a shower together, and then walked
down together to get dinner from the fridge, then walked back to the bedroom
to watch TV, and snuggle up to each other. I had disconnected my phone, so
no one could contact me. This was me and Mike time, and I concentrated on
it. Mike never left me at all during the whole time, and for once in my
life, I was happy that parasitism existed.

I loved him.

'Wake up. Wake up hon...'
I squirmed and hugged Mike tighter. He just laughed throatily.
'It's already in the morning.'
I just grunted and snuggled in. He was warm, and I was kinda cold, so I
wanted warmth from him. He just laughed again.
'Alright alright, we'll stay in bed for a longer time. But we gotta get up
soon enough. And your parents are coming back today, no?'
I nodded: they were coming back only on the next day.

It was eleven when I finally woke up and saw Mike grinning at me. He hadn't
brushed his teeth yet, so together, we dragged ourselves to the bathroom. It
was really funny, cuz my sink was big enough for both of us, so we brushed
together. He put his arm around my waist while we were brushing our teeth,
and I simply smiled through foam. After we brushed our teeth, we kissed-
wow. Fresh mint is good.

I would skip breakfast, for it was mundane, and dressed myself up in
uniform. We had classes today, but they only started at 2, since it was a
late day, so we had plenty of time. Mike didn't want to go, but he had
soccer practice at six, so he had to go. We managed to eat our lunch at
home, before heading down to school together.

He didn't seem to care that he was on the bus with me and coming in the
school with me- he took a different bus. Even when his jock friends, Donen
etc saw us, he just waved and they waved back, but they looked at me
differently. But obviously, like I was, I simply walked ahead. I was aloof,
and only close to Mike. Sarah met us there, and her more than affectionate
hug to me seemed to erase any doubt or anything about me corrupting poor old
Mike. Mike, however, seemed furious, and Sarah simply poked him and told him
to ease off. I laughed.

Before I went into my optional class lecture, (Ancient History) Mike
whispered the three words to me and sent me in there, where I felt much
lighter and happier. We would meet later in the evening, and supposedly,
Mike had a surprise for me which involved whipped cream, chocolate and
scented candles. I shuddered at the thought of it.