Date: Sat, 7 Sep 2002 21:16:40 -0700 (PDT) From: tag michaels Subject: Ray Of sunshine-alternate ending The response I have gotten from the other ending has created a down pour of correspondence. Amazingly most of it has been favorable. While incredibly sad for many including myself, it had a ring of reality to it and a reminder that life is so short and so unpredictable, to grab the brass ring when we can. I debated long and hard as to whether I wanted to submit this, choosing to let the original story stand as is. As you can see, I have chosen to give you, the reader, something a little lighter if that is your choice. I have however been so overwhelmed by the story, that I have started a full length novel based on it. Time will tell. Thank you all for your support and letters. Tag Michaels The last week of the summer before school started, Jared wanted to go to the water park, some hundred miles away. It was an all day thing, we left early, got there as the gates opened and spent the day. Leaving when the park closed. My baby boy was so pooped out and tried to stay awake and keep me company for the drive home but he couldn't. "I love you so much Shawn," he whispered before he fell sound asleep against the door, his beautiful head on the window. At the first stoplight just on the outskirts of town, is an intersection. The road on the right leads to a manufacturing plant where big rigs come and go at all hours of the day and night and is a blind spot. You can't really see the road until you are in the intersection, nor can drivers see the highway from it, almost until they are at it. The light was red as I approached and turned green so that I didn't have to slow way down but had downshifted to third. As I entered the intersection I saw headlights almost on me from the right then the sound of tires screaming as air brakes were applied. Because I was in third gear and had been accelerating, I had a fair amount of power left and stomped on the gas which shot us forward. It most likely saved our lives. The truck slammed into the bed of my pickup right at the rear tire blowing the tire out. The impact spun me around so fast that the right front fender of my truck then hit the side of the rig, which spun me again so that my left side slammed into the trailers side, shattering the drivers side window, the windshield and the back window. In effect, the whole thing had spun me 270 degrees. Jared and I were both wearing seat belts, saving us from serious injury and possibly death. I managed to stop the truck from moving and reached my hand for Jared who was sitting quietly, blood running down his forehead, obviously in shock. My whole left side was on fire and I felt warm liquid running down my head and face as well. All of a sudden people were at the side of my truck and asking if we were ok, saying an ambulance was on the way, and I fainted. I came to in a hospital bed with tubes running out of me and bandages or casts all over hell. I glanced to one side and saw Jared awake and looking at me, and a huge grin split his face when he saw I was okay. I was obviously drugged to the max, tried to smile back and my eyes dropped back shut. The long and short of it was that both Jared and I had fractured skulls from being banged against the cab of the truck, as well as fractured ribs. I had a broken left arm, dislocated shoulder and possible damage to my back from being torqued around so fast. My face and head had a multitude of cuts from spraying glass and it was plain fuckin luck that I hadn't lost an eye. Jared had some glass cuts as well and both knees were injured from cracking into the dash. Needless to say the truck was totaled. The next time I regained consciousness Jared was asleep but Megan was there and came to my side when she saw I was awake. "How are you feeling Shawn," she asked quietly, concern clearly etched on her face. I could only whisper but said ok. I asked about Jared. "Jared is fine Shawn. Banged up, some cuts, fractured skull and ribs but he'll be going home in a day or two. It's you that had us worried. We talked a few minutes more then a doctor came in, and ushered Megan out while he checked me over explaining my injuries. He said he was going to keep me in the hospital for about a week for testing and observation, and removal of various stitches. Jared went home the next day and I was left on my own. Megan came by each day to see how I was as did employees from work, and a few other townspeople who knew me including my landlord who told me not to worry about the rent for the time being. My parents and grandmother came and stayed for a few days before going back to the city, which was fine with me. My mother drove me nuts. Jared came by with Megan one day and was an absolute cheer, my little ray of sunshine. "How are you doing Shawn, boy, was that an adventure or what. The doctor says you can get out in a few days. I'm feeling a lot better but I been so so worried about you Shawn, I'm glad you're okay." "I'm glad you're okay too B. Jared, yes it was a scary thing." I almost said baby boy and I think Megan knew I was going to say something then caught myself. A few days later Megan came by herself. She said that an attorney had contacted her about suing the company, and the company's attorney had called asking if we were suing and offering money to settle things before a suit could be filed. The attorney who talked to Megan stated that a moderately large suit could probably be won, enough to help her out financially as well as guarantee her son a college education. That would apply to me as well. Needless to say, all hospital expenses would be covered, and best of all, it would most likely be settled out of court. The company and it's driver were clearly negligent and if we chose a modest sum as opposed to trying for zillions then an out of court settlement was all but assured. "The next thing is Shawn, that you will be getting out of here in a few days, you're going to need someone to help you for awhile. Do you have any plans for that?" I admitted that I did not. She went on. "Well there are nurses who can do that sort of thing but really, it seems that mostly you'll need help in the shower, cleaning up and possibly someone to help fix your meals and it also seems to be a big expense to hire a nurse. Jared and I talked about it and he would be willing to stay with you for as long as you need him." My eyes almost popped out of my bandaged head, I was sure. Megan went on softly, "I've known about you and Jared for sometime Shawn . You know, Jared loves you with every fiber in his body. I know you and he are sexually active and I had some concerns when I found out. I wouldn't say I freaked out but I had concerns. When he told me how long you have been involved and that he initiated the whole thing, I realized that all of it preceded the changes that he has gone through. It's like he's settled about who and what he is. I simply cannot find it in me to interfere with that, not when he is so happy and things were going so well for him. The few times I saw you two together after Jared told me, it was very clear to me. You are very good to him and for him Shawn and I believe that he's good for you as well. I know that you love him as deeply as he loves you. All I ask is that you don't hurt him." I paused for a moment to collect my thoughts. I was embarrassed. I, a twenty something year old, was having sex with her thirteen year old son and here we were talking about it. "Megan, I could not and would not ever do anything to intentionally cause Jared a moment of pain. I love him so much, he means so much to me, that sometimes I get scared thinking about it. He has turned my life upside down, yet he has righted it as well. I cannot imagine living my life without him in it, I would not want to live without him." I was so overwhelmed with emotion by this train of thought that tears were running down my face. Megan hugged me, as much as she could under the circumstances and said, "I know Shawn, I know." A few days later I went home and Jared went with me. He washed me, helped me around, fixed me simple meals from things Megan had cooked for us. My Grandmother came over for a few days and slept in the guest room on a bed I rented and didn't seem phased about Jared sleeping with me, or helping me with other personal things. One day, we were sitting in the living room when Jared went out to get the mail. She said somewhat whimsically, "I felt that way about your grandfather you know, that he was the other half of my life, that which made me complete." I must have had a look of shock on my face. She chuckled. "Of course I know Shawn, only a blind person could miss how you and Jared feel about each other. Your adoration, your love, is as clear as day even to an old coot like me." She smiled then added, "besides, you both were somewhat noisy in your adoration after you went to bed at my house. Then of course there was the shower running all the time" I must have blushed horribly because she went on. "I'm not a fool Shawn, nor am I one to judge people's behavior's, particularly when it comes to love. Love is meant to be honored and cherished, when it can be found. You take care of that boy Shawn, and he will care for you and your love will sustain you both through anything. I haven't said a word to anyone else, nor will I. That's for you to deal with as you see fit, not me." As Jared came running back in with the mail I was beginning to wonder if there was anybody who didn't know we were lovers. Epilogue: The company settled out of court as predicted, bought me a brand new Jeep Grand Cherokee, paid all medical expenses and would continue to pay related medical expenses for 10 years. And I got a settlement that put a million six in my bank account. Megan got the same medical deal for Jared plus about six hundred seventy five thousand, after attorney fees. We all had a big chat and decided that we might try living together. Jared really didn't need much parenting but since he and I were lovers, which would necessitate some shift in adult power, and he was after all still a young teen, it was agreed that I would act as a father type. Never once did I ever have to be anything other than a lover and friend to him. Needless to say it was a little strange having sex with him in the same house as his mother but we all managed to fall into it pretty easily. We moved to the city, Megan and I both home schooled Jared and we both went back to school, me for an MBA and Megan for a psych degree. It's ten years now since Jared and I first met. I love him as intensely today as I did back then and there is no doubt that he feels the same. We have yet to have a serious argument about anything and continue to act like the young lovers we once were, still being sexy at least once a day on most days. Jared turned out to be a whiz kid with computers, majored in computers in college and we now live in Hawaii running a specialized business that builds computers, computer systems, and programs for businesses and people from all over the globe. I managed to parley the insurance settlement into something four times as large and growing so neither Jared or I have to work if we don't want to and in fact, we take extended vacations frequently throughout the year. My gramma comes to visit a couple times a year and adores Jared as much as I do. Megan got her psych degree and eventually married one of her professors, a PhD psychologist. They started, and run, a non-profit foundation in Seattle for gay and lesbian youth. I managed Megan's settlement as well so she and John don't have to work either. Like us, they take a lot of vacations, sometimes with Jared and I. Megan wants grandbabies so Jared and I are considering adoption or possibly finding a surrogate mother and Jared donating sperm, which I get to help him make. My family knows Jared, knows we are lovers and once they got over shock have been just fine. My mother wants grandbabies too so maybe I'll do the sperm donation and surrogate mother thing too. The front door opened and I heard my baby boy come through the living room to the lanai, padding on bare feet. He kissed me on the neck and said, "Look who I found wandering around with nothing to do." I turned to see Ikaika standing in the living room. 'Kikes is a local boy, about fifteen, drop dead fucking cute with a shredded swimmers body that both Jared and I love to worship. Ikaika lives in our building and loves to have us worship his body as often as possible, and since both Jared and I have very gym toned bodies, well, I'm sure you can figure out the rest. "So, kaika, whassup?" I asked. He said nothing, undid the snap on his board shorts and let them fall to the floor allowing his seven and a half inch long, rock hard teenage Hawaiian cock, proudly speak for him. I walked up and kissed him on the lips, my hand stroking his beautiful penis. Jared joined in, undoing my pants and pulling them down so I could step out of them, before stripping his clothes off. I was still amazed at, and in love with, Jared's body. It was much the same as it was ten years ago, firm, defined, with soft skin and a delicious bubble butt. His cock had grown to about six and half inches, almost exactly the size of mine, his balls had gotten larger and hung nicely between his legs, and he kept his pubic bush nicely trimmed. Naked, we all fell to the floor and began kissing and sucking and licking, and slurping all over each other. Moans and groans filled the condo and soon I had my cock buried inside kaika's ass clear up to my balls. I fucked him while he suckled Jared's cock, and Jared held Ikaika's young cock in his hand so that my fucking him cause the boy to fuck into Jared's hand. After a ton of sperm was released, never to reproduce, our wonderful Hawaiian play toy went home for dinner and Jared and I sat on the lanai, naked, Jared snuggled up to me on the bench so I could hold him. We split an ice cold beer as we sat quietly watching the sunset, me, and my little ray of sunshine.