Date: Mon, 2 Jun 2014 06:25:30 -0700 (PDT) From: Harrison Westbourne Subject: THE RUNAWAY AND THE DRAG QUEEN: CHAPTER 10 Thanks to all of those who have been reading my stories. I appreciate your continued support. This will be the tenth chapter of this story. May everyone enjoy this story as much as the others. AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story is a fantasy involving consensual gay sex between young men and older men, as well as love among men. The people in the story do not use protection because diseases do not exist here. In real life, PLEASE ALWAYS USE PROTECTION WHEN ENGAGING IN SEXUAL ACTIVITY. Also, if this sort of material offends you, is illegal where you live, or you are under 18 years of age, PLEASE LEAVE THIS SITE NOW! This story is copyrighted by Harrison Westbourne. It can ONLY be downloaded for personal enjoyment, NOT for republication or sale and distribution. If you wish to provide feedback, comments, or suggestions, please feel free to contact me, using the story title as the subject line, using the email address: harrisonwestbourne@yahoo.com In order to keep this site free, please consider a donation by using this code: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html If you enjoy this story, please visit my other stories at these locations: INCEST / DARYL'S ENLIGHTENMENT http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/daryls-enlightenment/ ADULT YOUTH / WESTBRIDGE SPIRIT http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/westbridge-spirit/ COLLEGE / HUMAN BIOLOGY IN THE GREENHOUSE http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/college/human-biology-in-the-greenhouse SCIENCE FICTION / FANTASY / FINDING LOVE ON THE RED PLANET http://nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/finding-love-on-the-red-planet Recap of Chapter 9 of THE RUNAWAY AND THE DRAG QUEEN JEFF I was so grateful for Roger and Glenn. Knowing they were here made the entire house feel safer. After finding the raccoon on the doorstep, I was unsure if we were even going to stay here. Roger gallantly offered to move in for added security. He drove home to bring his cat here and some added clothing. Returning after about thirty minutes, we cautiously let Xavier's cats meet Blizzard and that seemed to go alright. After that crisis was over, the four of us sat in front of the fireplace and cuddled with our respective partners. It was so sweet seeing how caring and concerned Glenn was with making sure that Xavier was okay. The boys headed to bed in preparation for school, leaving Roger and I a few precious moments to kiss and enjoy the privacy. Going up to our room (yes, it was now "our" room), we crawled into bed and cuddled closely. It felt wonderful to have his strong arms telling me I was safe. THE RUNAWAY & THE DRAG QUEEN: CHAPTER (10) XAVIER The next few days flew by with school becoming a great source of therapy for me. Many of my friends and even some kids I didn't even know were being so helpful and nice that I quickly became more relaxed. Glenn and Roger kept close watch on me to make sure that I wasn't being bothered or became too tired. The new gym teacher made great efforts to ensure that none of his students or athletes behaved in a hateful manner towards anyone. After the arrests, the Principal instituted mandatory attendance in a sensitivity program for all students and staff. Also, each individual had to go to one-on-one meetings as well before they were allowed to graduate. At lunch, Glenn and I were sitting with some of our pals when we heard a commotion behind us. One of the more macho football players was screaming hateful speech while trying to get to us. It took three of the security guards to restrain him and lead him to the office. I didn't know his name but his outburst had me shaking in fear for a long time. Glenn managed to help me relax as we walked to my next class. He never let go from one room to another alone and it gave me a sense of security. During my last class, the Counselor came to escort me to talk with the Principal. They both asked a bout the scene in the lunchroom and I told them what I had heard and seen. I was honest when I said I really didn't know who the student was personally, since I was not exactly a sports enthusiast. The final bell rang and I left finding Glenn waiting to take me Roger's car for our trip home. Most of the school knew that he and Jeff were dating so it was no surprise for us to drive home together. We started heading towards our house until he tried to apply the brakes going around a corner. He wasn't able to slow down or stop as he managed to maneuver the vehicle. Panic set in as he continued to attempt to slow down. Finally, we found a slightly upgrade street that gave the car time to shed its speed. Pulling off to the right, Roger threw the car in park with a rough jerk and exited to call the police. Glenn was holding me as I cried in the backseat, shaking violently. The officers arrived and noticed a large pool of fluid leaking from the bottom of the car. When the tow truck driver showed up and raised the vehicle up, we noticed the brake line had be cut. It became evident that someone had gone to a lot of trouble to make the fluid come out slowly so we would be far from home when the brakes finally failed. One cop sent a car to check out the school lot to see if there was a puddle there. Within a few minutes we got confirmation that it appeared to have been done in the lot. We were given a lift home by the officers as the car was taken to be examined for fingerprints. It was necessary to see if any particular individual was responsible for this attack. They also agreed to notify the prosecutor in my hate crime case to inform him of the latest occurrence. Arriving at home, Jeff met us in front since Glenn called to explain why we taking so long to get back. He hugged all of us as the police explained what had happened and gave us the case number as well as there names. Once behind the door, Roger gave Jeff a huge lip lock. Glenn and I headed to our room to start our homework. After an hour and a half, Jeff called us to dinner and we headed downstairs. The meal was delicious and we talked about the good event of the day. It was a Friday so there was no set bedtime since there were no classes tomorrow. I was feeling a little tired as my allergies were causing problems so we headed to bed early. Roger and Jeff cleaned up the dishes and watched some television before retiring to their room. ANONYMOUS MALE I followed Glenn and the others from the school to see what happened with my latest little trick. They drove for a long time until it became obvious that the brakes were failing. Thinking they would lose control, I was slightly disappointed when Roger managed to bring the car to a stop on a slight hill. Parking a distance from them, I watched as the police and tow truck arrived to examine the car. It was not as satisfying as I had hoped but I think they got the message. What made it even worse was the maudlin scene outside their house when Jeff came running to greet them. All that crying and hugging was more upsetting than having my little prank foiled. I need to do something to get Glenn's attention directly but I'm not sure exactly what that should be. JEFF When I saw my family pull up in the squad car I was so relieved that I burst out the door to hug and kiss all of them without caring who saw. Roger's arms felt so good and my tears flowed freely as we talked with the officers. They were very friendly and one winked at me to let me know he understood my passionate greeting. We were informed that a police team was going to be watching the house and that they would let the prosecutor of the case know of this incident. Thanking them both, we headed inside to finish the meal I had started and recover from the what had occurred. During dinner, everyone talked about the positive things that they experienced while avoiding the latest attack. Xavier's allergies and the stress were making him sleepy so he and Glenn headed to their room. With no school the next day, I figured they might try to console each other before actually falling asleep. Roger and I were exhausted as well, so after putting the dishes in the machine and starting it, we walked slowly to the living room. We sat together watching some old sitcom reruns until we became drowsy. Turning off the TV, we checked all the locks and set our alarm before heading to our room. Closing the door, Roger took me in his arms and kissed me with a fire that made my knees weak. After several minutes, he said he wanted to have a nice long soak in the tub. Being the attentive boyfriend, I went into the bathroom and prepped the water in the spa tub. Going back to the bedroom, he was already in his plush robe and said, "Aren't you going to join me? There is enough room, you know." I simply smiled and nodded as he left for the tub. Stripping quickly, I grabbed my own robe and followed him. He had turned on the small radio on the upper shelf and added bath salts, which created a pile of bubbles to form. As I turned to hang up my robe, I heard a low whistle and carefully turned to crawl in next to Roger. I settled between his thighs and leaned back against his broad chest It felt so safe and warm as he gently began nibbling on my ears and neck. With one hand, he was caressing my chest while the other headed south to stroke my already hardening dick. I moaned loudly as his tongue was ravaging my ear, pushing back against his erect organ. This was a perfect way to spend a quiet evening after a stressful day. We lounged there, letting the jets massage us, until the water started to cool off. Rinsing off, we barely covered ourselves as we ran to the bedroom. Jumping on the mattress, I looked at my love and said, "Please make me yours. I need to feel you inside me." He simply smiled and reached for the lube on the nightstand. Using his fingers, he prepped my ass for his cock as he leaned down to kiss me. After coating his dick, he spread my legs and slowly pushed until my anal ring allowed him entry. I groaned as each inch moved deeper into me and gave me that full feeling I loved so much. We continued to kiss as he began the motions of love. With everything that had been going on in our lives, these precious times made life worth living. Our bodies were becoming one as the speed increased and sweat dripped from our chests. I pulled him closer and tighter as I felt my climax approaching. Whispering in his ear, I urged to go harder and faster so that we could come together. His skin broke out in goose pimples as I used my tongue to add fuel to the fire. The ploy worked as he made one final thrust and emptied himself just as I erupted on my torso. Six or seven spasms of his cock and mine left us stuck together once our breathing returned to normal. A quick trip to the bathroom for a fast sponge bath and then we crawled back under the covers. With my body pushed into Roger's and his arms around me, we drifted off to a peaceful sleep. GLENN Jeff ran out to greet us and started crying as the officers waited patiently to speak to him. One was clearly gay and nodded his tacit approval at the display. After they spoke, we had dinner and chatted until Xavier said he felt tired. We headed to our room with no intention other than to cuddle and be close. I called my mother quickly at work to let her know what happened and that everyone was okay. She promised to stop by the next morning to check on us. Wishing us well, we ended the call and I helped Xavier get ready for bed by stripping him down to his boxer briefs. I was by the window, looking out into the night, when he begged me to come and hold him. Given the cloud cover or the stress, I wasn't quite sure if I actually saw a figure by the front gate or if I was just stressed. I pushed that thought out of my head as I curled up behind my love and we watched a favorite Bette Davis film, "Now, Voyager," on the DVD player. From the other room, you could just barely hear the two other men showing each how much they cared, which made me smile. The movie ended and we turned on some soft music and went to sleep. The next morning, I woke first and ran to pee before returning to find Xavier on his stomach with his beautiful ass exposed. The worst of his scars were on his stomach and even those were almost healed. He looked so sweet waiting for me to return and jumped when I nibbled on his left cheek. "Ouch, what did you do that for?" he exclaimed, as he rubbed his tender ass. "Let's surprise Jeff and Roger and make breakfast." I said, smiling devilishly. "It's almost 9 am." We threw on some shorts and we ran to the kitchen. I went to work on crepes while Xavier set up the coffee maker. Once that started brewing, he mixed some strawberry and apple fillings to go with breakfast. Setting the table, he arranged the china, placemats, silverware, juice, cream, sugar, the fruit fillings, and even powdered sugar as a garnish. The aromas rustled the two older men, who groggily made their way into the small kitchen nook. It was amusing seeing the looks of surprise as they saw us working on food for them, Placing a carafe of fresh, hot coffee and a covered bowl of finished crepes on the table, we urged them to sit and enjoy themselves. It was enjoyable and relaxing for all of us to sit around with good food and company. Just before we started, the doorbell rang and I ran to find my mother there and she joined us for what would become a regular event at the this table. She had as much happiness on her face as we all talked and shared our love and affection. When we finished, I walked Mom out to her car and found the envelope tacked to the back of the gate. Luckily, she missed it, but once she pulled away, I waved to one of the officers to come check it. It had my name on it but they didn't want anyone to touch it until their techs could examine it. Roger noticed the commotion and came out front to see what happened. We were told that once they knew if it was safe and had been checked for prints, we would find out what the letter said. I wasn't sure if we should say anything but decided it was the right thing to do. Heading back inside, we found the other two setting up the Monopoly board. Apparently, the look on our faces told them something else had occurred. A quick summary seemed to satisfy their curiosity. Soon we ignored the worries and played a cut-throat game where Xavier showed how smart he could be with money. This was the way I hoped I could spend my Saturdays for the rest of my life. XAVIER It was a great Saturday except for yet another intrusion by this mystery stalker. With my attack, the brake incident and this latest thing, I wished whoever it was would just go away. My life here was still better than I ever thought it could be. As we finished the Monopoly game, the phone rang, I answered it and almost dropped the receiver. The voice on the other side was one I thought I would never hear again. "Hello, are you still there?" the voice on the other end asked. Regaining my composure, I answered, "Yes, who exactly is this?" TO BE CONTINUED... 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