Date: Sat, 6 Aug 2011 19:00:41 -0600 From: Max Anderson Subject: Love's a bitch-3 If you are under legal age, according to your state laws, if this story is offensive to you or to anyone around your viewing area, or it is illegal for you to view such content...well then I say this with all my heart PISS OFF, go do your homework or something mmm k thnx. Beep. Beep. Beep, oh god what is that annoying sound, it was drying me nuts! I tried to open my eyes but I couldn't, my throat was on fire and my body was numb...I felt paralyzed. I finally open my eyes and took in my surroundings; this room looked so familiar I just couldn't put my finger on it. There was someone in bed with me, I turned to see who it was when I felt a strong vice grip wrap around my neck again. Oh come the fuck on, not again haven't I suffered enough, as if the stranger heard my thoughts he tightened his grip around my neck and started yelling. "No, people like you don't deserve to live; you are a filthy sick disgusting piece of shit.... Oh I know everything about you...I also know you are FAGGOT, a QUEER, a FUDGE PACKER, a FAIRY a-".I felt myself fading...again; it was like I was relieving my nightmare over again. My struggle became weak, my breathing slowed but I wasn't dying, and I was surprised any human would have been dead by now. I felt like I was being tortured, like I wasn't going to die but I was still suffering.Suddenly I felt someone call my name it was faraway though but finally I gasped for air this time and I actually could breathe. "Braeden..." I whispered but my voice came out as a croak...I have no idea why I called his name, like really it's obvious he wouldn't be there. I sat up and look around my surroundings, white curtains, white walls, and white door even the floor was white. "Where am I", I whispered. I heard a soft snoring from beside me, it was my love, my night and shining armour, the reason I'm still alive.God he was beautiful, his blonde hair laid softly against his face I had to physically fight the urge not to brush his hair away from his face. Braeden Salverda was so....ugh words couldn't describe how I felt about this boy. I must have spent like 2 hours staring at him, my body was so sore and I really had to pee. Not wanting to wake up my sleeping angel, I swung my legs off the bed and grab on to my I.V stand for support and stood up but the sudden movements made my head spin and my legs gave in but he caught me in time. "And where do you think you're going mister", he smiled at me. "I...I'm...sorry, I have to uhm...I need to use the bathroom, sorry", I stammered. "You don't have to apologize for anything Bry, its okay I'll help you". He wrapped his strong arm around my waist and I had to bite down hard on my lips to prevent from moaning. He literally carried to the bathroom with one hand, while his other hand grabbed on to my I.V stand wheeling it to the bathroom. He stood behind me, pulling my hospital gown aside and wrapping his arms around my waist to support me from falling...nothing and do mean absolutely nothing was more embarrassing than that moment. "Don't worry Bryson, I got you...I know this might be very awkward for you but you can't stand on your own, so..." he whispered huskily, his breath tickled my neck, and I shivered violently from the contact. We both knew I could just sit on the toilet seat and do my business but neither of us said anything. I felt myself getting very hard and it made me more embarrassed but there was nothing I could do now because my 7 incher was already out of my hospital gown now plus have you ever tried peeing with a hard on...ya very difficult I know. "I...I can't do it, I uh...It's hard to pee when-" "Hahaha its okay, just think of something less...arousing" "Like..." "Well think of another guy's dick". WHAT THE HELL! It's like he knows I'm gay and is just trying to torture me. "I...I can't" I whispered "It's not that hard, listen to me, and just close your eyes", he rubbed his hand up and down my waist. "Oh Braeden...uhm I don't think this is a good idea", I squeaked "It's ok, just think of a big hard throbbing cock, it's dripping pre-cum and it's warm and hard", he whispered huskily in my ear. "Oh god, please just stop talking I can't do this", I push my body against his and felt something hard press against my ass, I heard him groan out loud. Oh my god, he's hard I can feel his dick throbbing against my ass. He started rubbing his hands up and down my sides as he thrusted against my ass. "Ok, then think of....think of MY dick, it's really hard and it's leaking pre-cum, mmm just focus on my cock". He groaned, as his thrust became faster and harder. Even thought he was fully clothed, it felt amazing and I knew if he didn't stop we were both going to cum right there. His grip on my waist became more tighter as he kept thrusting. "FUCK! Bryson, you are driving me crazy, tell me to stop", he growled against my neck as he pulled my right earlobe in his mouth and nibbled on it.Him doing that took me over the edge, as I reached around and pulled him close to me, groaning out loud I came all over the toilet seat. "Oh fuck I...I'm coming Bry, oh...oh...ah...shit". "Oh my fucking god!" I panted "Best fucking orgasm of my life...and I really do mean that" he nuzzled my ear. "Ha ya right, I'm pretty sure you cum at least every day...I mean look at you, you are a sex god...I'm pretty sure like half the girls in our school has got in your pants", I murmured. "You're my first, my one and only" he whispered against my neck, nibbling on it. "I find that really hard to believe", I scoffed. "It's true though, I mean other than jacking off, you're the only one who I've ever done anything...sexual with" "Why I mean you're like the hottest guy in our school...hell in the whole fucking town" "I was saving myself for you" WHAT! I'm not sure I heard him right. "What are you talking about?" "Bryson Brooks, I'm hopelessly in love with you, ever since you joined Boy's scout in Grade 2, I've jacked of thinking about you so much...I remember when we were in grade 8 and we were playing dodge ball and I slipped and fell on top of you. Time seemed to stop, it was like there was only two of us in the room like we were in a bubble of our own or perhaps a force field surrounded us that no one could enter... it was so hypnotic, I knew the game was still going on around us but we were alone in our own world. When I went home that day I jacked off so many times that it hurt to touch myself for the next couple weeks...I. LOVE. YOU." He spun me around and smiled at me, his eyes, fuck those eyes are beautiful...he is beautiful. He loved me, Braeden Salverda loves ME...oh no, it's a fucking dream. I know it is, I mean common really Braeden Salverda in love with me pfft it's unreal. "Brooks, kiss me", he groaned.For some reason when he called me "BROOKS"...the face of Stiles flashed in my mind's eyes, I shook my head and leaned forward, feeling his hot sweet breath against my face and as his face came forward; we were about to kiss when I woke up...yet that's right woke up. I knew it was a fucking dream, too good to be true. "Oh my baby, sweetie you had me so worried", the voice of my mom erupted in the room as she rushed over to my bed and started showering my face with kisses. "Aw, mom, common stop god you are so embarrassing", I whined. "What! Can't a mother rejoice in her son's recovery?" she leaned back and sat on the bed beside me. "Ya, but still I'm not a kid anymore" "Fuck you, you will always be my baby boy, whether you like or not", she laughed. "Whatever"...I murmured. "So what the hell happened, and who is Braeden Salverda? Her mood suddenly changing into one of a protective mother. "Is he still here, oh my god mom tell me you didn't threaten him", I sat up. "I didn't, I simply told him if anything happened to you, I would rip of his arm and beat him with the soggy end" "Mother! What the hell", I glared at her. "Hey! Bryson, you're awake", I heard his voice, I shivered violently, god his voice turned me on so much. "Uh...uhm ya, I just woke up", I stammered, lowering my head as I slid back under the covers, to hide my flushing face. "I'm glad you're okay, you really had me scared and your mom..."Mom glared at him. "Uh your mom is a very nice woman", he quickly crossed over to the opposite side of the hospital room. "Ha, no she's not", I mumbled. "Gee, thanks...like I was saying Bryson what the hell happened to you", she asked. "Yo Bri, there was no yoghurt so I got you a fruit cup", Stiles walked in, he looked at me and winked at me. My stupid mentally retarded heart raced and my face reddened. Mind you it was not from fear but from excitement. "oh honey, fruit cup is okay thank you...now Bryson Dylan Alexander Brooks I will not ask you again, what happened; why the hell did I get a call from the hospital telling me my son was strangled half to death...hunh who did this to you!", she yelled, tears starting to form in her eyes. Stiles walked up to her and wrapped his arms around her, she clunged to him. For some reason seeing her touch Stiles made me really angry, but I didn't want to know why I was angry.I could feel Braeden eyes burned right through me, I knew he was going to be mad when he heard what I was about to say. "Uh Mom, I don't know who did this to me, I didn't see the person's face it was dark", I lied through my teeth feeling sick about lying to her, I hated it. Braeden scoffed as he glared at me one more time before he stormed out of the room. Tears filled my eyes as I sighed and slumped back against the bed...I just lost the best thing that ever happened to me.Now I'm pretty sure you are all wondering what the fuck is wrong with me, I was almost killed by Stiles. But no one knows him like I do, we have been friend for a long time...maybe not what other would call friendship but to me it was the best relationship I ever had. See I don't have any friend and having Stiles as my friend made my life shitty but I don't want to let him go.Stiles was like I don't know how to explain it but I just couldn't tell my mom he almost killed me, plus if I did I would just ruin my mom's friendship with Parker- Stiles's mom and my "friendship" with Stiles. "Oh honey, don't worry whoever did this to you will pay for the consequences...I'm going to filed a report" she stood up and unlock her hold from Stiles. "Mom! No please just leave it alone drop it", I sat up again and noticed the expression of Stiles face was utter panic. I felt so bad for him, and I don't know why I wanted to slap myself for showing any kind of compassion for the douche bag. "What the fuck are you talking about, of course I have to file a report, my son's life is in danger", she yelled at me getting angrier. "Mom, please don't do this to me ok I just want this to be over I want to get out of the hospital and just pretend nothing ever happened...please, I'm begging you", I cried. "Ok...okay, fine I won't file a report but if this happens again-" "Yes mom I know, thank you I love you" I cut in. "Love you too, hun...Stiles, I'm going to go grab your mom from work, she wants to see Bryson...stay here with him...I know he wants you here". She kissed my forehead and Stiles's before walking out. Leaving my killer and me alone in the room, ironic, isn't it? "So Brooks, how are you feeling, you know you really scared me bud", he whispered as he moved closer to bed and laid beside me half his body on me. "Fuck you!" I snarled at him. He smiled at me, "oh I guess I deserved that. "No, you deserves to die, you asshole, you almost killed me", I cried "I know Brooks and it kills me every time I think about it, you know I don't hate you I was just mad..." "Oh sure, because when someone is pissed the first thing they do is strangle their friend", I yelled at him. "I'm so sorry, and to show you how sorry I am", he leaned forward till his forehead was touching mine. "I'm going to kiss you". And he did, as our lips meet, his warm tongue enters my mouth and my body begins to quake. I moan as I press my mouth as far into his as it would go. I wrap my arms around his body as tight as I can, and he quickly does the same. I don't know why I was doing this but god it felt so right, but so wrong at the same time.I honestly don't know how long we've been kissing but someone barged through the door interrupting our lip lock. "What the fuck is this?!" Braeden yelled, his face red and his body shaking from anger. Hey guys sorry, it took me so long to write the 3rd chapter but as you can see it's pretty long lol, 6 pages long haha some of you requested for a longer chapter...uh I hope this make you happy lol. And don't be afraid to send me an email telling me what you think I love getting your emails it's like present on Christmas day lol...anyways ENJOY and let me know what you think J