Date: Mon, 1 Jan 2024 14:53:07 +0800 From: Gavin Hurst Subject: A life less than ordinary Ch 151-153 Hi all, Merry Christmas and a happy new year. I hope it's been a happy time for you all. Sorry for the delay between chapters I am trying to commit to more time, as I have a great new story line working around in my mind. For now, here is some more. Chapter 151 I sat with Michael all night. I told my team to go home. I felt safe being there alone, although I knew Coby was still lurking the hallways. I sat for hours holding his hand, just talking about everything and nothing. There was many times I wished he was physically injured rather than psychologically injured, as it would be so much easier to visualise his improvements. I was in the dark here. As morning came and went, I remained glued to his bed side. Doctors passed by discretely checking on him, and would just grin and nod in my direction. The nursing staff were lovely and my team as always could not have been more supportive as they bought me food, clothes and messages of support. Day 3 came and it was late in to the evening when I heard something. "I love you" "Sorry, bub, are you awake" "I love you. I'm sorry. I'm a spoilt kid" "Hey, stop with the stupid talk. I love you. Probably more than you know". "I'm scared." "What of?" "You. Us. Everything" "Why? Talk to me. I want you by my side. I want you to be my partner. I want you to be a part of my world. You really mean everything to me." The small single tear that fell from his eye told me I'd touched him in a way he wasn't expecting. His grip of my hand became tighter and I relished the thought of him being with me every day. I missed my Jackson daily, and I wasn't replacing him, I would or could never do that, but Michael made my days a happier place, and I was both deeply grateful, and also deeply in love with him for that. "Once the Dr lets you go, how about you and I disappear for a few weeks and just be us. Lets us the time to build on our relationship, and lets start our lives. Its time Mikey" "Ok, I'd like that. As long as I am with you." "Well, I am going to go home, have a shower, sleep in my bed, and be back at 8am. Tomorrow is the dawning of a new day" I went home and stood in the shower letting its steam and heat wash over me. It was so soothing and relaxing to know things were going to be better. I let my head wonder to tomorrow and where we could go. We had so many options, but each place held a memory that was either connected to Michael or I. The yacht, Munich, Caymans, Sydney, New York. LA was out too and as I dried off I had an idea. Walking down stairs I saw Chris sitting at the table with Maggie eating pizza. "Hey daddy, how you doing" I said as I kissed Maggie on the head. "Amazing. Jax is totally my son. Screams, wants food, and loves mums boobies" he laughed "Well, as of now, for at least the next 2 months, you and Michelle are on paid leave. I don't care where you go or stay, just charge it back to me. Use the Gulfstream if you need to fly to Australia, just have Sam organise. Once I know what our next move is, I will let you know. I am taking Michael and driving through Spain & Portugal for a month. We will hire a car, or 2, and Coby can come with us. May as well break him in. I will also bring one of the executive services team from the New York Office who can keep me posted and updated on any work." "Are you sure? We are happy to pay our own way. My folks are in upstate Michigan and Michelle is from Western Australia, we were thinking of taking Jax to visit them." "Well, aren't you lucky to have a $75m private jet at your disposal." I laughed. "Fuck Boss. You really are too good to us." "No mate, you are too good to me." "As for you Miss Margaret, are you ok if I take off? Did you want to come? Did you want me to stay?" "God no. You cramp my style" she laughed as she stood up and hugged me. "I am so lucky to have you and your sister in my life. There is just one thing thou I wanted to ask you, is this house too big for you? Would you like something smaller?' " "It's funny you say that. I was going to ask to move down town before Dada died, but now I want to stay here. I know you think I'm crazy but I can still feel him here with me. I talk to him some nights. I'm not ready to let him go dad." "Neither am I sweetheart, and that is 100% ok by me. This is first and foremost your home. I want you to make it your home. You can be here forever if that is what you wish." We hugged and as I walked out of the kitchen up to my private office, I sat and started making a list of things I needed to do before heading off. Buzzing the security office Coby was quick to answer. "Hope you weren't asleep" I asked as he said hello. "No no, I wouldn't sleep until I see all the lights go off." "Haha, lucky I don't sleep with the light on. Can you come and see me please when you are free, no need to put a suit on either" "OK. Be there in 2 mins" It was only about 25 meters across the rear garden to the coach house that had been converted. It was one of the reasons we'd purchased this place originally so Security could be on site, but not on top of us. As Coby came bounding in to my office I was taken aback by his natural beauty. At 6'3" he was tall, broad and muscled. He was wearing a Singlet and Rugby shorts and was bare footed. Stretching out as he entered I could see the dark line of hair that led all the way down in to his shorts, making my cock involuntary twitch. "Sit down Coby, I need to discuss some things with you." "Is everything OK?" "Fine, couldn't be better" "Good to hear." "First up, thanks for everything you did with Michael, I couldn't be happier with how you worked, alone, under such pressing timelines. So thank you. Now, I have made some decisions for the next month or so, and I wanted to make sure you are good. Whilst I haven't run it by James yet, I have given Chris a few months off to be a dad. That means the role of my lead protection detail is vacant. Whilst I know I am safe with Michael, as we are in a relationship, Insurance etc won't allow him to fill that role. So I was hoping you would fill it." "Oh Shit? Really?" "Yes, really. I click with you. I respect you. But I need to know a few more things, before I finalise things. Things I don't know about you." "Oh, Ok. Shoot" "Girlfriend? Wife? Boyfriend? Husband? Anything?" "Single. By choice lol" "Oh, a player ha" I laughed at his response "No, well, yes, kinda. Not the commitment type. Don't get me wrong. One day, but not today" "Fair enough. Any commitments back home at the moment?" "Nope. I wanted to join your international team, but the only opening you had was domestic, and before I could say anything, Mr Von Garbner, the other one, died, and we all just sat in a holding pattern until you were better, then we were assigned." "OK, yeah, it wasn't an easy period, and I appreciate your patience during that period." "Any reason as to why you couldn't be in EU for prolonged periods of time, considering I have a place in Munich?" "No, I also had full Australian Government security clearance in my last role with the ADF, so I hold diplomatic status on my passport." "Shit, that's handy. OK, here is the deal, we are going on a driving holiday around Spain & Portugal Michael and I will be in the lead car, him driving, you and someone from Office here will be following. There will times when Michael and I will require some `Private times' etc, and you would be expected to show discretion, and there will also be times when we invite you to join in on some activities and relax. The person from my office is there to make sure I am up to date on my businesses and keeps abreast of any correspondences that may arise. You will also be responsible for payment of bills and invoices for Hotel, handling of any accounts, distractions and scoping out places before we arrive." "Sounds good. I only have one question, which I am not sure how to ask." "Throw it at me." "When you say invite me to join activities, you know I am straight yeah." "Haha. Yes. I mean swimming etc, or Michael may want a Gym buddy, or something like that. Whilst my days of sleeping with my team are behind me, you are a stunning lad. But that is where it stops." "Well, count me in." Chapter 152 As Michael progressed with daily sessions with a psychiatrist and medications that would tranquilise and elephant, his daily demeanour became more like him old self, to the point where after two weeks in a clinic he was allowed out, and home. Home. A strange meaning I was struggling to come to terms with. Sydney would be always home to me. It had my heart. But was it Michaels home? Munich was my `Family home' and more Jules house now that she was living there. New York was more Maggie's and in each of these places my family were making their mark. The Caymans was Jacksons purchase on whim, and whilst I was not ready to part with it, I knew deep down I could never live there, as beautiful as it was. I realised I was ready to start a new chapter in my life, but I still wasn't ready to define what that chapter would look like as I embarked on the journey with my new partner, lover and maybe husband. I was equal parts terrified as I was excited. After a few days tying up loose ends, including signing off deals relating to the airline, and leaving Jane in sole control, we boarded the A330 and left New York bound for Madrid. The most exciting part was that the last few years I was driven by schedules and events. Now I was completely unscripted and free to do what we wanted, when I wanted. Our initial crew insisted of Michael & I and Coby and young lass, Jenny, who worked out of our New York office, who was acting as my assistant and keeping up to date on any business matters that arose. As we started to circle around the city waiting for our landing slot to become available Michael grabbed my hand and looked at me with his near perfect chin dimple and simply said, "I love you". I squeezed his hand back and closed my eyes as we finally descended into Madrid with a landing so smooth we hardly realised. As we taxied over to General aviation, out of the window I could see that what I had ordered was sitting there waiting. 2 black Range Rover fully loaded with everything and ready to go. I knew Michael would be excited by them as he had constantly said they were his dream car. My thoughts were after our trip I could always have them shipped back to Munich and stored there. But there I was getting ahead of myself as I always do. The dad in me always plans ahead. As the stairs were pushed up to the side of the plane, we gathered our personal items etc and made our way in to the warmth of the Mediterranean sun Michael slowly became aware of the Range Rovers sitting in front of us. "No way, get fucked" He exclaimed upon realising. "What?" I replied innocently. "The Rangie's. They are the bomb. I fucking love them." "They aren't yours. One is Coby's and one is mine" I said laughing. "You arsehole" he laughed as he ran over to them. "Coby, you and Jenny and cruise behind us at a close distance I thought." "As long as Michael is driving, I am ok with that, but, whilst I may be behind you, I am still in charge" "Deal." As they loaded all our luggage in to the cars, Michael fiddled with everything he could touch and made sure he was right to drive. I could see the kid in him which I came to love so much shine through and burst to life as he explored the car. "Lets ok." He commanded as the doors shut and the engine came to life. I slid back in to the deep leather seats and placed my hand on his lap as he reached down naturally and placed his on top of mine. We had a 3hr drive ahead of us to Valencia which I wanted to make by dark so we could settle in to the hotel that was booked and have a relaxed dinner by the sea. Pushing on and out of the city it was nice to be alone with Michael in the car. Whilst we didn't speak much, I didn't feel the need to talk. We'd been driving an hour before I spoke up. "Penny for your thoughts?" I asked softly. "I'm sorry. I freaked out. I've always been the guy behind the guy on the front page. I just lost it, and then it sent me spiralling and bought up all the other shit in my life, and I guess you know what happened from there." "Bub, I never want you to apologise. Life with me will never be easy, and I think deep down you know that. But, what I want you to remember is that no matter what ever happens, I will always have your back and you need to start to trust me on that. We've been through too much together to let it change" "I know. Somethings are going to take time to adjust too." "I'm glad we are here. Neither of us have ever been here, except to board the yacht, and I want us to be alone in our own space and talk and eat and drink and make love for hours on end without a care in the world." After this we enjoyed general talk until, we arrived at The Westin in Valencia where I had booked us a Suite and rooms for Coby and Jenny on the same floor. I felt a bit guilty leaving Coby and Jen in a car not really knowing each other. Although I had spoken to them a couple times during the trip, they'd been left alone to their devices to form a working relationship. "Right, here are your keys. Jen, if you feel like up to it, please, join us for dinner so we can get to know you. Coby will be joining us as I'm not allowed anywhere alone" I laughed at the last part. "That would be lovely" "Great, how about you unpack, shower, freshen up, and we will meet you here in an hour" "Ok, done, I feel like I am on holidays though, so please, let me pay my way." "You're working, 24/7 in a way, anything you need whilst you are travelling with me in this capacity is charged back to me. Please, I wouldn't have it any other way." "They said you were generous, but please, I don't need to do that" "Rubbish, end of story, now Coby, be a gentleman and carry Jens bags up to her room" "Certainly boss." As we exited the elevator I noticed that Coby had only a duffle, a very light packer, before I realised he was a last minute addition to the trip when we left Australia on our sales pitch some weeks prior. "Fuck, poor bastard, he needs clothes" I thought to myself. "Michael, once Coby drops Jens bags off, can you please take him shopping for clothes. I gather he doesn't have any due to his short notice departure. He needs casual, I do not want him a suit, plus I am sure he will appreciate it. There is an Armani and a few other mens stores down stairs. Help a brother out" Michael kissed me on the forehead as he walked a few steps ahead to grab Coby whilst I turned in to our room and removed my shirt pouring myself a champagne that the hotel manager had delivered to our room with a welcome card. Popping the cork, there was a knock at the door I wasn't expecting. I was cautious, and looked through the peep hole before seeing a room service attendant, a trolley and an older suited man standing there. Opening the door I was greeted by the General Manager of the hotel delivering some canapes and a bottle of Bollinger Rose. "Mr Von Garbner, Welcome to the Westin Valencia, we are honoured to have you here." `Thank you" I said as I extended my hand, feeling slightly under dressed with no shirt on. "If you need anything at all please let me know" he said as he passed me his business card with his direct number. "Actually, there is a few things. Could you please organise a few evening dresses for my assistant in room 1908, along with some resort wear, and casual wear. I am sure your team can discretely work out her sizes. Please charge it all back to me. I would also like you to make sure that the two Range Rovers out the front are guarded 24/7 and no one gets near them in your parking garage. If you could arrange that, that would be splendid" I said as he looked at me smiling and seeing dollars signs in his eyes. "Apart from that, no one is to know I am here, and if I do find media camped out, I will be thoroughly disappointed. We are on a private escape." "Certainly. I will take care of everything, and please, let me assure you, we are the best in town when it comes to discretion. " "Good, I see we won't have a problem then." As I shook his hand he grinned and turned and departed. He knew we were on the same page and he got the chance to press the flesh he so desperately wanted. As I walked back to my seat Michael returned. "What have I told you about opening doors to strangers" "It was the Hotel GM. I looked through the peep hole" "Still, please, just be careful" "Ok grumpy I will" He laughed and poured himself a drink and took a seat next to me on the sofa in our room. "I am still getting used to being waited on though. It may take me time. And getting called sir by everyone instead of just being the hired goon following" I laughed at his analogy but understood exactly what he was saying. Grabbing him by the hand I lead him in to our bathroom where massive shower awaited us. "How about I was your back and then you wash mine" I said in a seductive tone. As Michael dropped his pants I could tell he was looking forward to it as his bulge was straining around the seems of his boxer briefs barely able to hold in his monster cock. Undressing completely I stood under the shower letting the water wash away the long travel and past drama's. Michael and I had not been intimate for some time and I knew we both wanted and needed to have that connection again. Feeling his arms wrap around him his lips pressed into my neck as his cock slid in to my crack, sending electric shocks through my body and making my own cock stand on end. I wanted him. I needed him. But right now I was happy for him to take the lead and see where this was heading. As his hand moved around and gripped. My man hood I thought I was going to explode at first touch but his soft stroking and kissing was driving me too wild to let go and give in to exploding. "I love you Grant" he whispered in my ear just loud enough for me to hear. I was in a world of pleasure I had not experienced in some time. Grabbing a glob of hand lotion from the shower dispenser I felt his hand slide along my crack and delve ever so softly into my man hole which made my knees loose them self for a moment causing me to brace against the wall in front in me. His cock was now freely sliding up and down me and I knew it would not be long before I felt filled by the weighted beast of a cock that hung between his legs. Placing his arm around my chest, I felt his muscles tighten as he pushed the head of his cock into my hole. My first groan was coupled with a load of cum from my cock which occurred hands free, and I knew I was nowhere need done. As he slowly slid deeper in to me, his rhythm increased and with each thrust I was starting to push back on to him and to feel the girth open me up and cause my eyes to roll back in my head as I stroked my own cock. Once he knew I was open and ready he started pulling out and then thrusting back in causing me to involuntary moan each time. The faster he did this, the more I knew he was getting closer to cumming, but I wanted it to last forever. Pushing over more, and grabbing me by the hips he was now in a freefall as he thrust in and out of me with a force I had not felt in ages. To say I was in heaven was an understatement and one I want to continue forever. Pulling out and spinning around I found myself on my knees as he shot giant wads of cum across my face, in my mouth and over my torso. As he finished he lifted me up and kissed me and licked the cum of my face as I violently stroked my cock letting loose over his cock and leg. I was spent. I had run out of breath. He was a master lover. He was mine. Cleaning up quickly, knowing we were running late, we dried of, got dressed and made our way downstairs to Coby and Jen who were waiting patiently. "Nice threads there Coby" I said as I greeted him. "Boss, seriously. I have too many clothes for my duffle now." "Least of your problems. I'll have a suitcase sent up, and Jen one for you too." "Oh, I don't need one" "After dinner you will" I said with a grin and turned and led our way out of the hotel before she could comment. We found a lovely restaurant down by the water and sat outdoors eating and drinking Sangria. It took me a bit of convincing to have Coby sip one glass as he was "on duty". Michael gave him the low down, which made him breathe a little easier. Jen turned out to be an incredible intelligent woman who was a business major from Harvard and had a very strong political conscious which was left leaning. She joined us because of the work we were doing in 3rdworld countries and working with indigenous people. Whilst she was an executive assistant to the VP team, it was not what she wanted to do in life, but it was a start. We wandered back to the hotel around midnight with the warm breeze still blowing. And as we said goodnight I made it known we would not be leaving before 11am so grab breakfast, sleep in etc as we were in no rush. Dress casual and bring swimmers I suggested too. Walking over to the desk, I asked that we have two picnic baskets ready for 11am as we would be venturing out and have the cars ready. This was met with a quick nod and smile. Returning to our suite we stripped off and hopped in to bed, making love all night until in the sun rose in the distance. This is what life was meant to be and I was ready to face it head on. Chapter 153 Having a late breakfast on our balcony we dressed in shorts and polo before join the others down stairs. Coby had the cars packed and we were ready to leave when I notice a look of mischief between Coby and Jen. Both were good looking people, but I was not stupid enough to notice a look that was only meant for one person. Hopping in to the passenger seat I commented to Michael "We need to watch those two, I think things escalated quickly after a few wines last night" "We really aren't ones to comment" he laughed. "True. I just do not want anyone to be hurt" I said as my phone rang. "Boss, its Chris. We are about to leave to go to Australia. Are you sure you don't need us" "You are on holidays until I say. Now enjoy" "Just checking" "Good. We will talk soon. Hows my little Jax" "Good. He's a shit when it comes to sleeping, but he's good." Michael yelled out "Hey boofhead" in the background which made Chris laugh. "Look after my little brother" Chris replied "We are looking after each other" I joked before hanging up the phone. We drove up in to the hills between Valencia and Barcelona which were spectacular and eventually found a place on the road side where we stopped and pulled out blankets and our baskets and had an importune picnic admiring the coast line below. I really had not seen something so pristine or beautiful before and it took my breath away everytime I looked down upon it. After lunch the 4 of us went for a walk through the woods behind us to see what was around, and after about 10 mins we stumbled across an opening that exposed an ancient Spanish Castillo that was run down and appeared vacant and exposed to the weather for years. "Lets go explore" Michael said "Steady on cowboy, its probably private property and we don't want to be charged with trespassing." "Bullshit, the joints abandoned, loosen up Mr" he smiled, knowing I would give in when I saw his dimples. Looking at Coby I asked the obvious "Your thoughts?" "Tread carefully, but lets go" "Out voted I see" As we got closer, the sheer size of the place could not be underestimated. It was easily 2-3 times bigger than our Villa in Munich and it was huge. Once tended gardens were over grown that made me think how angry Jackson would have been if he had seen it. The windows and doors all boarded up, and massive central gates which appeared to go through to a central courtyard or the like. As we reached the steps, Michael was looking through the cracks trying to get a look inside. "A haunted house" He said. "Coby, help me get the board off this window." He instructed. "Really? Are we now petty criminals breaking in to houses" "Yep, sure are" Michael laughed. "Plus we'd only do 6 weeks in a Spanish prison if we get caught" "Gee thanks" I laughed. Before we knew it the four of us were climbing in through a window and discovering small rooms which at one stage would have housed servants or the like. Reaching a door, Michael used his strength to force it open and Infront of us stood a massive court yard, with fountain, over grown, a main entry and a residence that whilst run down had an unmistakably beauty one could not dismiss. We discovered the ground floor for about an hour. The 2 additional floors we could not find a safe stair case and I forbid Michael from being Tarzan and trying to climb it. That was a stretch too far. Walking away from the property it left us in awe of a time gone by. "Fuck I'd love to bring that back to life" Michael said as we hopped in the Rangie. "Really? That's a shit ton of work and money. You'd never finish it off. Where would you start" Michael spent the entire trip back to Valencia telling me everything he'd do, how he'd do it and how long it would take. His animation in his description I had not seen in months. It was beautiful to watch. Pulling up at the hotel, I grabbed Jen. "I guess we need to check in and catch up on a few things if you are up to it" "Definitely. Shall I meet you in the business centre." "Please. If you could grab my laptop on your way. Michael, Coby, go play big boys games in the gym for an hour" "That's code for `He needs to do some work and doesn't want to be disturbed'" Michael joked. "Ah, noted" Coby said. As they walked off, I made my way to the desk. "Is your General Manager in at all" I asked the young desk clerk. "Oh, sorry, he's busy, I can have him ring you later if you like" Remembering I had his number, I pulled out my cell and dialled the number on the card. After a quick hello, the GM was in the foyer inviting me in to his office. The poor clerk felt terrible to not know who I was, but I was unapologetic. I was on a mission. I explained to the GM the Castillo we had seen. I needed the owners name, I needed to see them ASAP. He knew the place well. It had been empty since the 1970's. A local family owned it but could not afford the upkeep and had let it rundown as there was now to many family members for any one to take control. He made a phone call in very hurried Spanish which I had no idea to understand. "They will be here in 15mins" "They?" "The two oldest brothers who represent the family" "Oh, thank you. Please send them in to your business centre when they arrive." "No, I have private rooms you can use in our conference facilities, I suggest that maybe more to your liking" "Thank you, I will get my assistant, and meet you there" Walking out in to the foyer Jen was looking lost no doubt trying to find me. "Jen," I waved out across the foyer "Over here" I said as she acknowledged my presence. "The hotel has organised a more private space for us. Plus we have a meeting in a few minutes." "I have nothing in your diary for today, sorry, let me re-check" "I just made the appointment" "Oh, I would just like you to take minutes of the meeting, and then take some further dictation for me. Boring I know" "That is fine" As we sat in the room, it was not long before two older Spanish men entered the room with the Hotel General Manager. After introductions were made and we were seated, I started. "I want to buy your Castillo" I started as the GM translated into Spanish. They both sat there non-pulsed as if they had heard it all before. "I am willing to pay you $4m USD for the land, houses, chattels" They sat there looking at each other trying to figure out what or how to respond. "$8m" the older brother said, speaking for the first time. "$4m. You know it is worth less than that. It almost needs to be bulldozed." They started to speak loudly with the hotel GM in Spanish appearing to be insulted by my offer. "They cannot accept that offer. It has been in their family for 200 years and any sale needs to be split between 5 of them." "$5m then. $1m USD each is enough here to make them wealthy for the rest of their lives. But that is it." As the GM went back to them and relayed my offer, a slight smile started to spread across the younger ones face. "And I will pay all legal fees and costs, so they get $1m each" That was the comment to seal the deal. They both rose with grins and shook my hand. The Hotel GM explaining to me that it was a deal and I would need a lawyer to act for me and them, and that he can make a local recommendation if I wanted as Spanish property law was a different beast. As they left I looked at Jen and said "Not a word to anyone" Grinning she added "You're such a romantic" "You have no idea" I laughed.