Kyle and Me

by: 70s Child

The following story is factually based in the beginning, but subsequent chapters will a fantasy. It is based on two real people, one of which is a friend who asked me to write this story. I have used him in another story that I worked that is now finished, Geostrobe.

Now the obligatory warnings. First if you are under the age of 18, you are not supposed to be here, but I am not your mother either. Second, if it is illegal for you to be reading this material in your country or state, I am sorry. Third, if you are put off by homosexual love, then why are you here in the first place. Finally, if you are a total homophobe, I have two words for you: ****SUCK IT!!!****

The following are other stories that I have posted on Nifty:

Air Force Fun (Military) - completed

A Brady Bunch (Celebrity) - completed

Brother v. Brother (Historical, Incest, Interracial)

Geostrobe (Celebrity, Sci Fi) - completed

Good Things Come In Small Packages (Young Friends)

Night of the Strippers (Beginnings)

Is It Real or Is It a Dream? (Science Fiction) - completed

From the previous chapter:

I began to feel somewhat better and decided to go home. I hugged my friend and told him to take care of Steve. I had signed the new will and it was notarized. Ed made the necessary copies. I left and started to head home. I was at a stop sign and the traffic was clear, besides it was a four-way stop. As I proceeded through the intersection, a bus failed to stop and my car flipped in the air.

CHAPTER 12B: The Beginning of the End - Part II

I do not remember how the car landed or how long I was unconscious, but I heard people talking, then the sound of a saw. It dawned on me that I was upside down, but I could not move.

"Don't worry son." the voice yelled at me. "We're gonna get you out quickly."

A heavy blanket was placed over me and the saw began to cut me out of the `Vette. As the door was removed, they slowly began to get me out. I felt the back board under me and they placed a neck brace on me. I wanted to speak, but could not. I tried to move my legs, but they did not respond. I then tried my arms, but they did not react. I thought, Oh my god, I'm paralyzed. Tears ran down my face and sting me. I must have been cut severely because blood flowed over my body. I was loaded in the ambulance and an oxygen mask was placed over my face. I heard scissors cutting the clothes off my body. I became light-headed and closed my eyes. I awoke to tubes in my arms, my mouth, and my nose. I heard voices around me and others probing my body.

"Mr. Robinson, can you hear me?" a woman asked.

I nodded and mumbled yes through the tube in my mouth. I heard a man to prepare me for surgery. All of a sudden I fell asleep. I had a dream of a garden spot and Justin was there with a picnic basket. He was looking in my direction and smiled. I seemed to move in slow motion. I do not know how long I was asleep, but I heard my parents, Justin, and Steve's voices.

"Bryan, wake up son." my mother said quietly. "Time to wake up."

I had been taken to the ICU unit. I blinked and saw them standing around my bed. My mother had been crying and my dad looked like he aged twenty years. Justin and Steve tried to be brave, but I saw they had been crying also.

"I-I-I can't move." I said hoarsely. "What's the matter?"

"You were in a terrible wreck bud." Justin said. "They just finished operating. They thi..."

He stopped and cried unceasingly. I tried to speak but the tube in my mouth was hindering my speech. My dad held my hand and was crying.

"The damage was too extensive." he said through the tears. "They're trying to make you comfortable."

It took several seconds to sink in but I realized what was going on. I let out a groan because that was the only thing I could do. Tears streamed down my face which began to soak my pillow. All I could think at that moment was why me. Ed poked his head in and hugged everyone in the room. He walked over to me and managed a weak smile.

"So Hot Rod, that's what happens when you decide to drag race a bud." he said with tears rolling down his face.

He held my hand, leaned down, and whispered in my ear.

"Don't worry, I'll sue the bastard who did this and the bus company." he said.

Dad explained what was happening and Ed collapsed in a chair. My cousin Stephen and his girlfriend Heather came in, but Heather looked at me and ran from the room. My cousin came over and tried to smile.

"You got to forgive Heather." he said. "Let's face it, you could be Darth Vader before the suit cuz."

I motioned my dad to come over and whispered n in his ear that I wanted to speak to Justin alone. The rest left to the waiting area while Justin stayed behind. He pulled the chair close to the bed so he could hear me.

"Justin, you have been my friend." I said quietly. "And I have loved you. Just tell me one thing, do you love me?"

He looked at me with love in his eyes, but he could not say the words. Ed was right, he loved me but could not express himself. I began to slowly close my eyes and I knew the end was near. It felt like my entire being was getting light and I would float off into space. I heard the monitor slowly beeping and I heard Justin one last time.

"Oh God Bryan." he said. "I LOVE YOU SO MUCH. I LOVE YOU FOREVER."

The monitor flat-lined and I saw the room below me. The doctors and nurses came running in to revive me but to ho avail. A strange light pulled me to it, but at one point I stopped. I tried to go forward, but a voice boomed out of the light.

"Bryan, you will not die today." it said. "You will go back to have the love you deserve."

At that point I began to descend and was back in my body again. My body jerked and the monitor went off again. The doctor and nurse rushed back in and checked my vitals. They looked at me and then at themselves. My family came back in the room and my mother was crying again, but this time for happiness.

Several days passed and I was in and out of consciousness most of the time. But each time I was awake, Justin was there. When I was fully aware of everything, the tube was removed from my mouth. My throat felt like someone scrapped it with sandpaper. Justin stayed with me all the time, while the rest of my family would come when visiting hours were available. The doctor told me that for some unknown reason my damaged organs were functional and I should be alright except for one thing. He did explain I would be paralyzed for the rest of my life from the waist down.

"No he won't doc." Justin said. "Not if I have anything to do with this."

The doctor just smiled and left the room. I then turned to my love and looked deep into his eyes.

"Justin, tell me truth." I said. "Just before I died, you did say that you love me."

"Yes I do Bry." he replied. "More than anything in this world. That's why when you get out of here, I will be there to help you walk again. I want to marry you."

He then leaned down and kissed me passionately. I loved the taste of my love and I think he enjoyed my taste.

EPILOGUE: True Love Shines Through.

Several weeks passed before the doctor cleared me to leave the hospital. While I was there, a physical therapist came by to work out a schedule to help me. It was decided to work out of the condo and I was ready. Justin had bought the necessary equipment and we converted Justin's room into the therapy room. Justin moved into my room as we became full fledged lovers.

I began my therapy and Justin was always at my side. Every time I would get depressed or felt like not exercising, Justin would be there to push me and encourage me. If I would yell at him, Justin would just ignore it. He loved me and he was ready to go through hell for me, which sometimes I gave it him. Steve would make dinner, but go to Ed's every night. I knew one day he would leave, but I felt happy for the both of them.

Several months passed and I had been able to move along the walking rail. One day I tried to stand, but my legs were still shaky. I was able to shuffle a couple of steps, but collapsed in my wheelchair. Justin was there and gave me a hug. He helped me to the bathroom and prepared my bath as he had every night. Justin would climb in with me and hold me and bath me ever so gently. I always felt safe in his arms. He would always dry me off and we would make love. I could not feel myself get hard, but Justin would slowly ride my cock until I would shoot a load deep in my lover.

Almost a year after the accident, I wanted to surprise everyone. My parents, Ed, Steve, and Justin were watching me do my exercises. I grabbed the crutches and began to walk across the room to Justin. He grabbed me and swung me around like a baby.

"Why didn't you tell me Bry?" he asked.

"I wanted to surprise you and everyone." I replied.

Everyone hugged me and they were so happy. My dad took us to dinner and we had a great time. Steve looked at me and said he wanted to talk.

"Bry, I know this is sudden, but Ed wants me to move in with him." he said. "I love him so much."

"I know and I'm so happy." I told him. "Thanks for everything you've done."

All of a sudden Justin did something unexpected. He got on one knee and he produced a ring. He slipped it on my finger and proposed to me. I was so overwhelmed, but smiled and told him yes.

We decided to have a commitment ceremony the next year. We grew more in love and knew it was a perfect life. We had our disagreements, but making up was so much fun. We had decided to adopt a couple of children, a boy and a girl. We decided to buy a house and Ed found us a great house, next to his. We moved in and adopted two beautiful children. Ed was able to get us through the process. We have been together for almost 20 years and I love my sweet man more than the first day I met him. Our kids are great as our next door neighbors. Ed retired as an attorney and has been like a surrogate grandfather after my parents died. Steve and he also were married and they also adopted two boys. I can imagine our lives going on forever as they have with love.


NOTE: Well folks, this is the end of the story. Bryan and I have worked on the storyline and the ending. I just hope that you like it. I truly appreciate all the emails that I have received for the story. They have been supportive and just so you know, I have kept every one of them. I want to thank you all for reading this story, but a very big thanks to my friend Bryan. If you do have any comments on the last chapter or any of my other stories, please feel free to email me at Please remember to put the title of the story in the subject line and where you are from so I may add you to the Readers' List, which is quite long.


Readers' List:

Barry Ohio

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Harry J. Bowman Kent, OH

Harvey Cox Dawson, GA

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Rob Chicago, IL

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Tom Connecticut

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