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I knocked lightly on the door. "Travers, the pizza is here." I walked back to the island and began putting some slices on plates. Zac and I are allowing Keegan to stay up until he no longer can tonight. Sure, it puts a crimp on the events I had planned for my boyfriend and I, but this weekend is about babysitting, not sex. Although, if we can squeeze some sex in there then who am I to complain?
"Mmm, I haven't had pizza in days!" Keegan exclaimed.
"Well, chow down you little monster. Don't forget tonight you can stay up as late as you want to." I reminded him.
Just then, Travers walked out of his room. A strange smell came out with him. I instantly knew what it was and did not like it. Zac eyed him suspiciously, but said nothing. Keegan even grew quiet. Once he grabbed his plate he stumbled back into his room.
"Hmm," Zac chimed in.
"I don't think he likes me very much anymore." Keegan sadly said.
"What? Why would you say that?" I asked him.
"Before he got into that stuff, he would always play with me and just want to spend time with me. We would play video games and watch movies all the time. Now it's like he doesn't like me at all."
I didn't know what to say at this point. But being with Zac has taught me one important thing: compassion. "Keegan, I'm sure he loves you as much as he ever has. He's just going through a small phase in his life."
Keegan let out a sad sigh. "Can I have more pizza?"
"Sure, kiddo," Zac said. "Then let's go upstairs and play some video games."
* * * *
Our spa treatment and massages were underway and even though our masseuses only put some hot stones on our backs so far, I was already feeling less tense. I could clearly see Tyler was already enjoying himself as well.
"You are an angel. You do know that, right?" Tyler moaned to me.
Rosa, my masseuse, drove her fingers up my back around the stones. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure I know."
"So, I wanted to talk to you some more about Trevor."
"Oh?" I really didn't want to talk seeing as how the massages were supposed to be for relaxation purposes.
"What do you think I should do is all I want to know." Tyler said, turning his head to face me.
"Well, if you suspect abuse then try talking to the principal first. He might know what to do."
"I guess I could. I meant to talk to him before I left on Friday, but I sort of forgot. And now I feel like crap for forgetting. I mean, what if he's being hit right now?" Tyler spoke in a worried manner creating more stress on himself.
"Babe, I'm sure Trevor is doing fine. He's a smart kid so who knows."
"Yeah, he is pretty smart. I wonder how Keegan is-"
"Tyler, more relaxing, less talking." I chimed in.
"Oh, right, sorry."
* * * *
I peeked around the corner with every bit of caution I could muster. My finger was held on the Eagle's trigger just waiting for its order to fire. I rounded the corner, but was disappointed to see that no one was waiting for me. Suddenly, there were shots fired. I looked all around, but I couldn't see anything.
An open door was near me so I ran behind it and checked how many shots I had left. I knew I fired three so that left me with four more shots. The next shots that leave the barrel have got to be accurate or else someone dies and I'll never hear the end of it. More and more shots were fired making me more and more nervous. I realized what I had to do. I had to stop hiding and go face the enemy. I had to face him or else I will fail at life. But as soon as I came from my hiding spot, someone cocked their gun behind me.
* * * *
"Well, this day has been amazing, Jared. I feel so less tense than ever before." I said in a low tone of voice.
"No problem, baby. You out of all people deserve it. I'm glad I could give it to you." Jared replied, scooting closer to me in the tub. "Wait until tonight, though, because your relaxation is far from over."
"Ooh, I can't wait!" I excitedly said.
Rosa and Meg, our masseuses, came and got us after thirty minutes of soaking in the hot water loaded with salts and minerals. There was only one thing left to do in our package and that is to get a hot stone massage.
The two women had us lie face down on the massage beds. They each started with just one stone on each of our backs. Then they proceeded with three more. I never thought that hot stones could actually feel good on you. In fact, I always thought that they would burn you wherever they were placed. But the feeling the stones were giving me at least was that of comfort.
The entire day has been about comfort and relaxation. I can't even begin to tell you how much I've enjoyed this day. What Meg did to me with the massages and treatments completely refreshed me and now I just can't wait to get back and flaunt my new found energy. Then again Jared told me that he has another surprise for me tonight. I am super excited for that because I'm almost certain it deals with Man Land.
All good things must come to an end, however. After an hour Meg and Rosa announced the time was up. Jared and I very reluctantly rose from the beds and thanked them for all their hard work they put into our bodies. Before we left for good, I made sure to tip them very well.
Jared and I made our way back up to our room. When we walked through the door I just wanted to collapse on our bed and fall asleep. Actually that's what I did.
"Uh uh, I don't think so, mister." Jared said.
"Oh, come on. I am exhausted." I groaned.
"How are you exhausted? We just spent ten hours getting massages and spa treatments. Meg and Rosa quite literally worked their fingers to the bone and didn't stop there."
"Well, now I'm just tired." I complained.
"You are the oldest, biggest little kid I've ever known." Jared slapped my butt scaring another groan out of me. "Tell you what, I'm gonna take a shower and get ready for dinner. You can sleep until I'm out, got it?"
"Uh huh," I unknowingly responded. So Jared left me for the shower and I got to sleep. I did get to sleep, but for only about fifteen minutes. When he woke me up it felt like I had only just fallen asleep. I did make an agreement, though, so I tiredly stood up and staggered to the bathroom.
The hot water that was flowing down my body felt so good. I already missed Meg's fingers digging into my back and kneading my skin. Oh, God, I want to just run back and beg for ten more minutes even.
"Tyler, hurry up! Our reservations are for eight-thirty." I was rudely snapped from my day dream by my husband's shrill voice. Okay, well, it's not shrill, but I think you get where I'm coming from.
I quickly got ready and dressed for dinner. He was taking me to a nice restaurant located right here in the hotel. We headed down to the lobby then into a different section of the hotel. I clearly spotted the hotel because of the long line that was out its doors. Jared strode past everyone with me in tow and told the hostess his name. She confirmed our reservations and told us to follow her. Several people in line I noticed gave us an envious glare.
* * * *
"Travers, what do you think you're doing?" Zac asked. It was just him and I in the pool. Tommy took Keegan upstairs for a shower.
"I'm just doing what you want me to do." I stated.
"Um, no, I think you're getting the wrong signal here, buddy."
I leaned in closer to his ear and whispered, "You know you want me to." I nibbled on his ear lobe creating a low moan from him.
"I can't..." I didn't give him a chance to finish. I was already underwater pulling his shorts down far enough to claim my prize. His cock jutted out at least seven inches from his body. I've seen bigger, but right now I could care less.
Zac became less tense as I stuck his cock in my mouth and started to suck on it. His hands were resting on top of my head while I was working. My lungs were starting to hurt a little, asking for oxygen, but I did not care. It felt so good to have a dick in my mouth again. In fact, I was so thrilled that I actually wanted to give Zac the best blow job I've ever given.
I quickly flicked my tongue across his head causing him to shiver with pleasure. I had to come up for air, but I didn't even let that go to waste. I jacked him off as I took in more air. Hell, I even kissed him before I went back under. Zac's hands were resting back atop my head, but this time they weren't resting there for long. He pulled me up to the surface.
"I can't do this!" he shouted.
"Sure you can,"
"No, damn it! I am in love with Tommy. This is so wrong on so many different levels. This should never have happened." Zac said furiously.
"He won't find out. Why can't I just-"
"No, Travers. I think you've ruined enough lives as it is. Don't ruin ours."
His words hit me like a speeding train. I was shocked by what he meant. "What do you mean 'ruin lives'?"
"I mean that I know how you treat everyone around here, especially how you treat Tyler. I cannot believe you could be that selfish." Zac began. "Tyler works his ass off to give you the things you want and how do you thank him? By drugging and sleeping with his husband. By getting stoned instead of watching your brother. By not caring about how he feels about anything. All you care about is you, Travers. You are the reason people feel miserable."
"You don't know me. How dare you say that stuff about me." I said shakily.
"I may not know you, but I know enough about you to know that you are a horrible person. How you sleep at night is beyond me."
"Let me tell you something you son of a bitch. If I cared about anyone else more than myself I would end up getting hurt. Do you know how it feels to wake up in the morning and realize that you aren't wanted? That everything around you could suddenly be taken away?" I argued, tears burning in my eyes.
"No, I don't know what that feels like. But here's a newsflash for you, Travers. You've cared about no one but yourself ever since living here I'm sure and guess what? You are still here. I'm sure Tyler and Jared both have never even considered sending you back to foster care. So why not think about how much Tyler really cares about you? How he could've sent you back weeks ago, months ago, but refuses to because he loves you so damn much." Zac climbed out the pool and grabbed his towel. "Have a fun fucking night, Travers." He walked to the stairs without another word spoken.
* * * *
I walked down the stairs with Keegan behind me. "I know, I know, how many more times must I hear it?" I whined.
"Just a few thousand more." Keegan giggled.
"You beat me, okay? Big deal. Woo!" I sarcastically said.
"No, I didn't beat you. I kicked your ass. You know how bad I kicked your ass? Well, a clue would be that I got a head shot ninety-six percent of the time I shot at you." Keegan boasted with pride.
"Watch that language, Keegan." I scolded him. Zac was just coming through the stairway door as we cleared the stairs. "Hey baby,"
"Hi," he quietly said.
"Who's hungry?" Keegan and Zac looked at me like I was crazy. "Okay, so I'll just have some ice cream by myself."
"Ooh, ooh, I didn't know you meant dessert! I thought you were talking about more pizza." Keegan chirped.
Just then, Travers came walking furiously past us and into his room, slamming his door shut behind him. I gave a quizzical look to Zac, but he just shrugged his shoulders and walked into the kitchen.
After I scooped everyone some ice cream, we went to eat it in the living room. As were watching some cheesy scary movie, Travers's door flung open and he shouted that he was going out. I checked my cell phone and it showed ten o'clock.
"Trav-" But he already slammed the front door shut. It's a little late to be going out, but I'll give him until midnight to come home before I start to worry.
* * * *
"Oh, that dinner was fantastic." I cooed into Jared's ear. We were in the elevator making our way back up to the room.
"It's definitely worth coming back for."
Not wasting a quiet opportunity, I pressed my lips against his. Jared and I began to kiss with a forceful passion. He broke the kiss and unbuttoned my shirt all the while biting my neck.
"Oh, Jared," I moaned. His hands roamed all over my body. I shoved him back against the wall and did the same thing he did to me. I unbuttoned his shirt and nibbled on his ear lobe-his weakest spot. Just as we were getting comfy, the elevator stopped on our floor. The door opened and we ran out of it hand-in-hand to our room, giggling like little school girls all the way.
Stepping through the door, Jared immediately took my shirt off. I followed suit and did the same to him. He pressed his lips back against mine, moving his tongue in and out of my mouth.
"God damn it I want you so fucking badly." Jared groaned.
I fell on the bed. "Then take me!" Jared needed no further encouragement.
He threw down his pants and briefs in one motion then began to remove mine. It felt so hot in the room while he was doing this, but it might've just been me. After he flung my clothes across the room he straddled on top of me. I grabbed the lotion bottle on the nightstand and gave it to him.
"Take it easy the first few times. It has been a while." I said to him.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle." he whispered seductively into my ear. He ran his tongue down my body as he lubed himself and me up.
I felt a familiar presence poking at my rear. I mentally prepped myself for what was about to happen. Jared slowly pushed his cock inside of me and it surprisingly didn't hurt as bad as I thought it would. Seeing the acceptance in my eyes, my husband began to move in and out of me, hitting my prostate along the way.
"Tyler," Jared moaned, thrusting like a rabbit. He leaned up my body to get closer to my face. "I've missed this so much. I love you so much."
The pleasure was so immense that all I could do in reply was grunt. I used my hands to caress his back as he continued to wildly drive into me. I found his lips with mine and our mouths were nearly in rhythm with his thrusts. It felt so good to have his cock inside of me again.
"Fuck me harder, Jared." I moaned loudly, not caring who could hear us.
He complied and began to thrust even harder into me. The slapping sound of his hips against my butt was really turning me on. Jared was moaning louder and louder, hinting his climax was near.
"Fuck, I'm almost there." he moaned.
"Cum inside of me, baby. Fill me with all you got." I taunted him.
My words seemed to push him over the edge as he practically screamed he was cumming. I reached for his butt and helped him get in as deep as he could. I felt the eruption inside of me which sent more waves of pleasure careening through my body.
He fell atop me, breathing hard and heavy. The room had definitely grown hotter. Sweat was dripping from Jared's face onto my chest. He lifted his head up to mine and inserted his tongue back in my mouth.
"Fill me up twice as much." he said as he rolled over on his back.
I lubed my cock up and him as well. My eagerness was obvious, probably more than Jared's when he first started to fuck me.
I got behind him and put his legs on my shoulders. Jared liked it rough so I knew I didn't exactly have to be gentle, but I still wanted to be a little cautious. I placed my cock at his hole and pushed in. he didn't wince nor grimace so I knew it was now okay to just fuck like crazy.
My hips seemed to be on autopilot driving into Jared like they were. Jared started to moan wit more pleasure. I was just concentrating on the feeling that his tight ass was giving me. His ass was tight and hot. Even with the lotion there was still friction and it was sending me over the edge in a hurry. He kept squeezing his cheeks together which were producing more friction and much more pleasure.
"Jared, I can...feel it." I moaned. I thrusted into him faster and harder as my climax was getting closer. Jared squeezed his cheeks together even tighter completely throwing me over the edge. "Fuck, here it comes!" He wrapped his legs behind me. As he felt me explode, he pushed me deeper inside of him.
I just sat there on my knees. My cock began to deflate out of Jared's ass. He pulled me down on top of him and caressed my hair.
"That was one of the best sessions we've ever had, baby. I love you so much." Jared said softly.
"I never knew I could love anyone like I love you, Jared." I panted.
"I know this is unusual, but would you like some dessert?"
"What?" I chuckled.
"Well, this was supposed to be before we had sex, but since someone just could not wait..."
I rolled my eyes. "Like you didn't want to take me in the elevator."
Jared got up from bed and put his briefs on, throwing mine at me in the process. He walked over and sat in front of the large window. It was then that I noticed a plate with a large slice of chocolate cake. The slice was drizzled with extra chocolate and a lone strawberry sat on the top of it.
"Will you honor me with your presence for dessert?" Jared kindly said.
I smiled at his charm. "I'd be delighted to." I walked over and sat next to him on the loveseat. He cut off a small chunk with one of the forks and slowly lifted it to my mouth. I took the chunk and it seemed to just melt in my mouth.
Jared looked into my eyes and smiled. I saw so much love in those deep blue pools. I meant what I had said earlier. I never knew I could love someone this much. He fed me another bite, but he accidentally got some frosting on the side of my mouth. He moved forward and gently licked it off. I knew tonight was going to be far from over.
* * * *
"Where the hell is he? It is after midnight. He knew the rules." I worriedly said.
"I'm sure he's fine. He'll turn up soon." Zac said, trying to calm me down.
"What if he doesn't? If something happens to him I will never forgive myself." I sat down and dropped my head in my hands.
"Tell you what, if he doesn't turn up by one then we will call Jared and Tyler, all right?" Zac said, rubbing my back.
"Fine," I sighed.
For the next thirty-seven minutes I paced all around the house waiting for any sign of Travers. Unfortunately, he still hadn't shown up. My overactive mind was considering why he hadn't come home yet. Zac knew what I was doing and tried to calm me down again, but this time it didn't work. I ran to the kitchen and called Tyler.
* * * *
The phone rang sometime in the early morning. I was barely awake to the world when I answered it.
"Hello, you have an urgent call from Tommy Hammond. Would you like to accept?" the automated voice said.
"Yes," I said. I sat up and suddenly became more alert.
"Tyler?" Tommy asked.
"What's wrong?" I asked him.
"Travers has been gone for five hours. I don't know what to do." Tommy said. I could tell he was really panicked.
"All right calm down, Tommy. Travers is basically a smart kid. This is a stupid question I'm sure, but you tried his cell phone, right?"
"He left it here,"
"Okay," I sighed. "Um, don't call the police. This doesn't seem serious yet. We'll start packing up here and should be home in about an hour and a half or sooner." I explained.
"Tyler, are you sure? This is your birthday weekend."
"I know, but my kids come first. This is probably just him being selfish again, but just in case we will come home. Just keep on the lookout and call us if something comes up."
"Well, you should try turning your cell phone on first because yours and Jared's are turned off."
"Oh, damn," I sighed. "Okay, we'll see you soon." I shook Jared lightly to try to wake him up. He barely budged. "Jared, we have to go home."
"What? Why? What's wrong?" he asked. He grew more alert as worry sank into him.
"Travers hasn't come home for five hours. I told Tommy we're on our way."
Jared and I hurriedly packed our stuff. I called the front desk for them to retrieve my car. We took our bags down and checked out. As we walked out, the Murano was just pulling up. The valet handed me the keys and wished us a safe trip home.
I decided to drive. Boy did I ever drive. I must've gone ninety all the way, reaching a hundred often. Jared was in no mood to argue with my driving, though, as he was still asleep some. Around two-thirty we were pulling into the driveway. Leaving the luggage in the car, we went straight inside. Tommy and Zac ran over to us probably thinking that it was Travers.
"Still nothing?" I asked them. They both shook their heads. "All right, well, now we can kind of worry."
"Should I call Austin?" Jared asked, phone in hand.
"No, no, let's just wait a little bit longer before we get the..." My cell phone rang. I didn't recognize the number, but answered anyways. "Hello?"
"Tyler," Travers said quietly, almost in a whisper.
"Travers, where the hell are you?" I asked heatedly.
"I don't know," he said. His voice was weak.
"What do you mean you don't know? What phone are you using?"
"A payphone," he said. "Tyler, please, I don't know where I'm at."
My anger faded and turned to worry. "Okay, what street are you on?"
"I think it's called Saline Street."
"Saline? Jesus, Travers, you're in the next town."
I heard him sniffle quietly. "Can you come and get me?"
"Yeah, I'm on my way. Are you by a gas station or any kind of building?"
"I'm next to The Summers,"
"All right, do not move from that spot. Do you understand me?" I ordered.
"Yeah, I'll be here." He hung up.
Everyone was looking at me with curiosity. "I gotta go get him."
"I'll come with you," Jared said.
"No, let me go alone. You go ahead and get some sleep. In fact, you two should get some sleep too. You both looked exhausted." I said to Zac and Tommy.
"Sure, we'll see you in a few hours then." Zac said. "Come on, babe." He led Tommy upstairs. The poor kid seemed to be real shaken up by Travers.
"Be careful," Jared said, giving me a quick kiss on the lips.
"I'll be back in less than an hour." I walked out to my Murano. I drove to the freeway and got on, once again averaging about ninety. The exit came up faster than usual and I got off.
The Summers is a small restaurant, but it packs some big taste. I've been there several times. It's located in a bad part of the city so my mindset was focused on Travers's safety. When I pulled up to the restaurant I saw Travers sort of hiding behind the building. He saw me then ran to my car and jumped in. I drove away back to the freeway.
"So, care to explain things?" I asked him.
"I don't want to talk about it." he muttered. He was trembling from either the chilly weather or fright.
"Too damn bad. I am so sick of your attitude, Travers. You know you had Zac and Tommy worried sick?"
"Why should I care?"
"Because you do this to people and you hurt them, Travers. Why do you act this way? What the hell have any of us done to piss you off this much?"
"Don't act like you care about me, Tyler." he lashed out.
"What? I'm not pretending that I like you. I love you, Travers. I love you like you are my own son. How can you not see that?"
* * * *
Oh, God, here we go.
"Because you don't," I said coldly. The memories of what Zac said to me in the pool were coming back. "Why don't you just send me back to the foster home so you can get rid of me?"
"How dare you say that. I would never send you back no matter how out of control you get."
"Yeah, I am right. Look at all you've done to me and you know what? You are still here, Travers. And not once did I ever even think about sending you back to the foster home. And I still love you."
"Y-" I was cut off by pain and blackness.
I awoke I don't know how long after, but I looked around noticed a green light in front of us on the ground. My head was pounding. I tried to move, but it felt like I was paralyzed. I looked next to me at Tyler and saw that he was lying on his neck.
"Ty...Tyler," I coarsely got out. "Tyler?" I unbuckled my seatbelt and I fell on the roof. We were upside-down. It makes sense now. I flung my door open and crawled out. There was an obnoxious ringing in my ears that grew louder and more annoying the more I moved. I searched my surroundings for people, but no one was around. Inner emotions came out. My scream was bloody and desperate.
I quickly stood up and ran to Tyler's side. He was unconscious. Health class taught me that, and then I remembered I shouldn't move him in case he broke something. His cell phone was in reach so I grabbed it and dialed 9-1-1.
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