THE ALEX SERIES, BOOK 3: "Brandon's Bosses"
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Chapter 47. Four Separate Minds
- Gary
Gary can't help but think back to those days and weeks after Brandons Daddy was killed and it almost killed Brandons spirit as well. He remembers walking into Nana's house and seeing his best friend in pajamas curled up in a corner of the couch. He looked so tiny, so helpless, so miserable with tears on his cheeks and eyes red from far too much crying.
"Look who's here, sweetheart," Nana says to the boy. Gary walked over and sat on the couch and folded himself into Brandon`s body and Brandon threw his arms around Gary and began to cry once again. "SShhh," says Gary, trying to calm him down. "I've got you, Branny. I'm gonna stay with you all weekend. I hope you'll like that." Brandon nodded his head, shyly.
Nana sits looking at them both, wishing she could snap a picture but not wanting to disturb the mood that was finally beginning to move from its doldrums. Gary remembers how big he felt, how important, how much he wanted to take away all of Brandon`s pain, but knowing all he could do was simply to be a friend.
"Why don't you boys go inside and lie on the bed together?" asks Nana. "Gary, I could give you a pair of b's pajamas so you'll be more comfortable." "That's okay, Nana, I'll just lie in my underwear. I don't usually wear pj's. Come on, Brandon, lets to get comfortable." Gary took him by the hand and walked him into the bedroom. He took off his shirt and pants and stayed in his BVD's while he helped Brandon under the covers and then got in with him. It felt a little weird, them lying so close like this, but Brandon immediately wrapped his arms around Gary and laid with his head on Gary's chest and before long he was sound asleep.
That was the night Gary realized that he had a special power over Brandon and that meant he also had a big responsibility. But it made him feel so good inside, knowing what he meant to his grieving little friend.
Gary was thinking of that now, as he lay naked against Brandons bare flesh and once again, Brandon found himself able to fall asleep. Nothing much has changed. Gary has power over Brandon just like always, but he finds it hard to fall asleep himself because he is so confused by the situation Brandon has found himself in and not knowing what to do about it. He knows how much Brandon loves him. He could tell something has shifted. He could feel it when he was in Brandons mouth and Brandon was making love to him. NOT blowing him but really making love to him. And now thinking about that, Gary realizes he's hard even though he knows Brandon is in no shape to do anything about it. Gary wishes he could just rescue Brandon from that strange situation he's in, but he's not sure how to go about it. And, of course, there is a much bigger question that has been plaguing him ever since he arrived back on that campus up north—was he gay, too? Even if only gay for Brandon, was that his truth? So much to figure out in the midst of trying to find a job for himself. But these questions are more important right now. Especially since Brandon is so confused himself and needing Gary so much. Gary will help him, whatever it takes. And it doesn't surprise him at all to realize that he really wishes that damn cage could come off b's body so they could lie cock to cock. Wow! Did he really just think that?!!!!!
- Michael
"I drank his piss! All of it! And dammit, I needed to do it. And I have no regrets. Not a word was spoken other than him telling me to open my mouth, and I did it, and I couldn't wait for it to happen, to feel him pouring himself into me. It's like it was medicine for me. And now, lying beneath him, nipples and balls still aching, ass glowing a bit, drinking again—this time from his mouth, I know I am where I belong. I want to belong to him in every way. Damn! What happened to me? Tonight I was going to ask him if we could just back off a bit and concentrate on being friends, but when he ordered me to come up here and grovel, it was like he pushed a button inside of me and the only thing that mattered was for me to do anything at all that would make him happy to have so much power over me."
"But he's so amazingly kind. Clear way of looking at things, honest, wonderful to be with, and really into my head and knowing exactly how to get to me best. But I'm going to have to be up front with him and tell him about my hesitations and not just force myself to do anything he wants me to do or take just so that I could keep him. It's the same old problem that keeps coming up again and again with me. Brandon has it so much easier than me. He knows what he is. My problem is that I don't."
- Oscar
"This has been an amazing couple of weeks. I'm discovering things about myself that I never realized before. I've met someone who is quickly becoming very dear to me, someone so clever, and knowledgeable about the world around him, someone who in some ways needs rescuing and gentleness as much as the things on the other side of the page. Not only that but he's inspiring me to become more than I ever thought I could. Sometimes I wonder if I should have just stayed vanilla' as they call it. But not with this boy. No, this boy needs some creative guidance and discipline. Being a Master' is cool. But being his Master is another thing altogether. Much more complex. I need to be at the top of my game all the time. And this is perfectly fine with me. He's worth it."
- Brandon
"Oh thank you, God, for bringing Gary home to me. I don't know whatever I could do without him here. I know what the Masters think about things, but Gary is my go-to guy before them. They are part of my whole picture but Gary is 99% of my whole picture and I can't remember back to when that wasn't true. Thank God he is holding me right now. That's nothing new, I guess, but naked? That was surprising. Or maybe not. He keeps taking these little tiny steps towards me, but sometimes the steps aren't tiny at all, like THIS ONE. And isn't it funny that the Masters just simply include him as part of their part of my picture. And order me to do whatever he wants me to do. Well, I know I'm just making that up. They meant that I should blow him when he wants, not realize that I'm in love with him and have been since before he started growing pubic hair."
"I'd still give up stuff for him. All my stuff if he ever wanted it. Or needed it. Or suggested it. I'll be who and what he wants me to be. In every way except sexual he has been my Master since before we started growing pubes. Or just him because I was so far behind. He liked that. Maybe that's why now he likes them shaved. But even shaving his own so I could enjoy licking them? Most Doms and Masters would not think that way. Oh Gary! Nothing seems so bad when Gary's here. Thanks, Daddy for whatever part you played in all this!"
MORNING COMES
Gary has to pee, so he touches Brandons face. "I have to snuggle under you a bit. I'll be right back. Promise," he whispers to Brandon who moans a bit but allows himself to be moved so Gary can get free. While he's gone, Brandon lies there looking very pensive, thinking things over, and then smiling and falling back asleep. On his way back from the bathroom, Gary gets a book from off the table and brings it with him as he goes back into the bedroom. He looks at Brandon lying there and he takes a hand and runs it down Brandons body from head to toe. Then he gets a blanket and covers Brandon with it. "I'm right here," he whispers, and then sits in the chair and reads his book. Funny: he doesn't even mind being naked now so he doesn't put anything on.
He hears someone in the kitchen but he's not going to leave Brandon to investigate. He doesn't want Brandon to wake up alone with him not there.
Meanwhile, in the kitchen, Oscar is figuring out how to get a cup of coffee. He has underpants on but that's all. Ah! Success! He makes a second cup for Michael and then brings both of them upstairs with him. Michael, smelling the coffee, wakes up and groans loudly. "Quiet, boy, you'll wake everyone up." Michael giggles at the thought. "Can you sit up on your own?" Oscar asks. Michael nods and does so. Oscar smiles at him and hands him a cup. "thank you so much, O... um, Sir."
"You can call me Oscar when you want, Mikey. We don't have to carry on constant roleplay. That would be a lot of work and a lot of other things would get lost in the process. Like sitting here drinking coffee like two friends, one of whom is naked and I like this so much."
"You're so smart. You are probably right, but life as a sub is totally comfortable for me. It makes me feel safe."
"I can well understand that, boy, considering what you've had to go through lately. You have a strong sense that you're not safe any longer. So I'm glad you can feel that way with me, even when I want to order you around and make you cry--then dry your tears."
"There's a big difference between tears and screams, Sir. You know when to stop and that makes me feel so safe too. My father used to thrash me a lot. Total difference."
"Surprising then, that you need it or want it."
"What I think I need is to be lovingly controlled and disciplined, especially in the bedroom. What I WANT is to be free as a bird and happy about it. But that's not the way it goes. That would be a disaster. It may be too early to tell, but you're good at giving me what I need. Without making a big deal about it.
"That's never been my style, Mikey. But I sure do enjoy being able to spank your bare ass or punish you in other ways."
"There is a big difference between a spanking and a thrashing. I love what you do, Sir. And also, it turns me on that I am the person that you have the right to punish."
"sounds like you're a masochist."
"That I am, but not everywhere or for everyone."
"Well, since you seem to be in favor of moving through things pretty quickly, I want you to understand right here from the beginning that I demand exclusivity."
Michael thinks for a while and then says, "As long as Zeke is included in that exclusivity."
"Understood. Good for you for thinking of him."
"I just asked myself, `is there anyone I wouldn't want to have to give up?' and the answer was right there."
"And that's all?"
"And that's all."
"Would you like me to go down and start fixing a nice breakfast for the four of us?"
"Heheh. I was thinking of telling you to do that."
"Great minds think alike."
"But put on an apron. I don't want your body marked up from spitting bacon."
Michael laughs as he turns to go downstairs.
Brandon stirs and stretches his arms up. He wonders where the blanket came from and then he realized that Gary was sitting in the chair reading. He'd been with him all night. Wow.
Brandon gets out of bed, goes and kneels between Gary's legs, and starts to kiss and lick his cock. Gary reaches down and runs his hand through Brandons hair (something new), encouraging his efforts. Before long, Brandon is sucking Gary's hard dick and playing with his balls and Gary just stretches out his legs and says, "yeah, baby, this is what I keep you around for." Brandon slaps his leg but keeps on sucking and bringing his hand into the action as well. Gary moans out and then yells, "Take it, boy!" and erupts into Brandons waiting mouth and is quickly swallowed. "thanks for staying with me last night," Brandon says after licking Gary's cock clean, something he never really ever did before. "Anytime, babe," says Gary, getting up to put some clothes on. "You know something?" he asks. "I think I would like to you to put some clothes on this morning to stay warm." He goes to his drawers and takes out a pair of sweatpants and a t shirt. They're both about the same size, which has always been convenient.
"Okay," he says, just taking what Gary hands him, no need to even say thanks, but he does anyway. "Thanks, Gary. I'm so glad you're here now."
"So am I. Before you put the shirt on, let me see your back." Brandon turns around. "Doesn't look too bad," he says, touching one of the marks and Brandon inhales quickly. "But obviously still very sore."
"I guess so."
"Well this will be an easy day. Let's just relax."
"Okay." Gary chuckles when Brandon winks at him.
"I smell bacon!" says Brandon, and they go to investigate. Michael is standing at the stove with nothing on but an apron, getting breakfast started.
"Go put some clothes on," says Gary, sounding very much like a Dom. Michael looks at him, then at Brandon, and says "Watch the bacon," and goes upstairs. When he gets there, Oscar is just coming out of the bathroom. "Gary told me to come up and put clothes on," he explains. "Well, obviously Gary's the head honcho around here with you two ladies," quips Oscar, ducking when Michael tries to throw a shirt at him.
Laughing, they come down together and Michael starts to mix up some pancake batter and Brandon is setting the table and making repeated cups of coffee.
They have a wonderful breakfast and afterwards Oscar announces that Michael will do the cleaning up while the others go to take their showers.
The perfect start to a perfect day.
At one point, Oscar says to Michael "What's your stance on domestic servitude?"
"As in . . . ?"
"as in, Go clean my rooms and the common areas of my house."
"Sure, if you'll help me."
"Deal. Unfortunately you can't be naked because I don't want to have to explain that to the others.
And they head over to Oscar's.
The other two spend the entire day watching a Star Wars marathon. (and Gary got two blowjobs)