Disclaimer: No, it's not real. This story is purely fictional. I don't know them personally (unfortunately) and this story is not meant to imply anything about their sexual preferences. Yes, this story contains homosexual themes, so if you are under legal age to read this type of story, please do not continue.
Chapter 2
The ride home was in silence.....again. You had originally thought that with time Justin's frame of mind would improve. You were wrong. If anything, it had deteriorated. He had lost nearly 15 pounds and your concern for his health was growing with each passing day. After talking to his mom, you had come to a decision. One you knew he wasn't going to like. You waited until you were home and Justin had changed into some comfortable clothes before you approached him.
"Justin, can we talk for a minute."
"Sure, as soon as I get back. I need to run to the store."
"We just bought groceries. Can't it wait?"
Justin paused, knowing that his answer would not be well received.
"I'm going to the liquor store."
You were angry, very angry, but you tried not to let it show in your voice.
"That can wait. Let's talk now."
You could see Justin's face redden. "You don't get it Gary. I wasn't asking your permission."
He grabbed his keys from the counter and left. Slamming the door behind him.
You were loosing him, and you knew it. You picked up the phone and pressed JC's number. Danny answered the phone on the second ring.
"Danny, let me talk to Josh."
Justin pulled into the driveway and was relieved to see Danny's BMW parked there. He was in no mood for a serious talk with you and this gave him an escape, at least for the moment.
He walked into house and noticed the 3 of you sitting in the den.
"Hey, guys how you doing?"
Josh's voice was soft. "Pretty good Justin. How about you?"
Justin pulled the bottle of rum from the bag. "Much better in a minute. Anyone care to join me?"
Josh tried to hide his disappointment. "No, Gary already got us something. Thanks."
Justin poured himself a rather stiff drink and joined you in the living room.
Immediately, he could tell this was more than a casual visit.
"What's up?" he asked cautiously as he downed a good portion of his drink.
Danny rose and walked toward him. "Justin, we want to talk to you."
His defenses were up. "So, this has turned into a 'gang bang' huh? Three on one?"
"Quit playing the hard ass Justin" Danny snapped. "It's not working."
"Fuck you, Danny!"
JC had enough. He jumped from the sofa, grabbed Justin by the shirt with both hands and pinned him against the wall.
"Apologize"
Justin didn't move, nor did he respond.
JC pulled Justin inches away from the wall, then slammed him back against it, his head snapping back and hitting hard.
"I said apologize!"
It was barely audible but he said it. "Sorry."
JC released his grip and Justin tried to straighten his clothing and felt that back of his head to see what kind of damage had been done.
"What's so damn important that it takes 3 of you to tell me."
Danny and Josh turned to you. He wasn't going to take this well and you all knew it.
"Justin, we all know you have been having a very hard time since the kids have left, and we understand it, but its starting to effect your health. You've lost a lot of weight and the drinking is becoming a problem."
JC spoke up. "Justin, the drinking doesn't solve anything. It's only a temporary fix."
"It's better than no fix at all" he argued.
You continued. "Justin we all think its time you got some help. Talk to someone about how you're feeling."
Justin laughed. "You want me to see a shrink? You're kidding right?"
Danny shook his head. "No Justin, we're not kidding. We're worried about you."
A cell phone's ring interrupted the conversation. Justin looked at his display. "Hold on, I have to take this call. It's Nick."
You were becoming more frustrated by the minute. Nick was the last person Justin needed to be talking to. While the rest of you saw Justin's drinking as a problem, Nick was encouraging it. Unfortunately, Nick's wild ways had changed little over the years. Thanks to Nick's urging, the club scene held an appeal to Justin that it never had before.
You could only hear one side of the conversation, but it was enough to get the full meaning.
"Yeah, I'm up for it. Where? Okay, give me half an hour, I'll meet you there."
As he pressed the 'end' key he looked to the three of you. The disgust was evident on your faces.
"Look, we're gonna have to continue this conversation another time. I promised Nick I'd meet him for a couple of drinks."
He leaned down and kissed your cheek. "I'll be home early, I promise."
This was trouble and you knew it. "Justin, I'm asking you not to go. Not with Nick."
"Sorry Gary, I have to."
To be continued.......
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