I know...This chapter should have been posted a long time ago. I have no good excuses as to why this chapter was late. Just live with it okay :) This installment of "Eyes of Stone" is dedicated to one of my best "net" friends, if not my best, John a.k.a Aussieboy from Melbourne, Australia. He has been there for me in my good times and most of all, he has been there helping me through the bad times. And the "Yellow Alert" status is still in effect.
And also, I would like to give a shout out to aeoros in Mexico, the one person in the world that actually could give me a competition when it comes to being the biggest Kevin fan. Oh, I almost forgot. Justin. Thanks for the nice pic made for the story.
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I cocked the gun and advanced with caution. I opened the front door, but there was no sounds coming from inside. What the hell just happened here? I walked through the door and looked over my shoulder into the kitchen, still with my gun raised. It looked ok. Nothing that really was out of place. Just some food on the counter, but nothing else. I continued towards the living room but stopped a few feet outside the room. Something had just caught my eye. There on the floor was body. Still cautious about my surroundings, I started to walk towards the living room again. More of the body became visible and soon the whole body was in plain sight. The body belonged to Kevin...
Chapter four
'Fuck...fuck...fuck...not in my house...why?...and who?'
I went into super cop-mode. Slowly I started to enter the room, always making sure that I had a clear line of fire. I saw a slight movement in the corner of my eye. I turned towards it, ready to shot whoever did this to Kevin. God, it was AJ and Kristin, lying on the floor cuddled close together. AJ was holding her back, as she tried to get to Kevin. I looked around and could see Howie cowering behind the couch. But I couldn't see Nick or Brian. Where the hell were they? And is Kevin ok? I looked over at Kevin's body again, but could see no movement from him. Not good. I gestured to Kristin and AJ to stay down, as I continued to search the rest of the house. I walked slowly towards the two bedrooms in the back making sure that I always had my back up against a wall. There! I could hear a sound coming from the room I used as a study. It was like someone was shuffling through some drawers or something. I slowly advanced, all the time with the gun pointed in the direction I looked. There it was again, but this time I could hear voices as well. That meant that there had to be more than one perpetrator. Fuck...how was I supposed to managed that without backup and without getting killed? As I came closer to the room, the voices became clearer and clearer. They were still whispering but I could actually understand a word or two. I stopped and looked back towards the living room. From the point were I was standing, I could only see Howie and the heads of Kristin and AJ. Fuck...I need to get an ambulance here quick if Kevin was seriously wounded. Just as I turned my attention back to the voices in the study, I saw a slight movement. I could clearly see Kevin's chest moving as he breathed. Once more focusing on the job, I could hear the voices grew increasingly in strength. Shit, they were coming this way. I quickly retreated backwards. I walked until I felt a small bookcase hit me in the back. YES!!! Cover. I got down on my knees slightly hunched behind the corner of the bookcase and pointed my gun towards the voices. They were growing in strength and then I could hear their footsteps on my hardwood floor.
The first thing that I could see was a right hand. In that hand was MY gun. The fuckers used my gun as well. I just hoped that they didn't find the gun safe in my bedroom. I stored all my competition pistols in that safe. And all the ammo as well. But they still had my gun. A 9 mm Glock 17. it could make serious damage if a bullet hit the stomach or head area on a person. The two person had almost passed me without noticing me, which is a hard thing to do. As soon as the was passed me, I stood up behind them. I took aim at the back of the head of the one with my gun.
"Freeze, don't move. Slowly put down the gun on the floor and take three steps forward. And when I say three, I mean three. Not four and not two, but three steps. And then you put your hands in the air. No sudden movements or Blondie here will have one huge hole in the back of his head."
I was glad to see that they man with gun did exactly what I told him to do. He slowly put the gun down and then they took three steps forward, just as I told them to. Something in the back of my mind trying to get my attention, but I was still in super cop-mode so I pushed it back into my subconscious. I kept my eyes at the two of them when I bent down to pick up the gun. After making sure that the gun wouldn't accidentally go off, I put it away. I could see that Kristin and AJ was making their way over to Kevin. Still standing there pointing the gun at the back of the head of the blond one, I asked the dreaded question:
"Is Kevin ok?"
My heart almost jumped with joy when I heard Kevin's voice.
"I'm ok! A little scared, but still ok."
With that I turned my attention back to the two perpetrators. That's when it finally clicked. Nick and Brian! It was Nick and Brian that had fired the gun. I was standing in my living room, holding a gun to the back of Nick's head, threatening to blow his brains out. At that point the only thing I could think of was the number of teenage girls that would kill me if I carried out my threat. The numbers of hate sites on the Net would be huge. I could just picture the headlines.
'Cop kills Backstreet Boy!' 'Nick Carter shot to death by crazy cop!'
This was something that had to be avoided by all means, but first they had to be punished.
"Ok assholes! Lay on the floor face down! And no sudden movements."
I could see that AJ, Kevin and Kristin was going to object, but I quickly signaled them by putting my finger up to my lips in a hushing gesture. I could see a smile starting to spread across AJ's face when he figured out what I was going to do. Brian and Nick on the other hand didn't really like the idea.
"Seba..." Nick tried.
"Shut up and get down on the floor. I'm not gonna tell you this one more time. Face down on the floor and spread eagle."
"But..."
It was Brian this time.
"Listen! I have my gun less than a foot from Blondie's head and let me tell you. I can't miss from this distance. Christ, I wouldn't miss his head even if he was thirty feet from me. So just shut the fuck up and get down on the floor!"
They had no other choice than to do what I said. When they were lying on the floor face down, I holstered my own gun and reached behind me. When my hand returned into sight for Kevin and the others they could see that I holding, not one, but two pairs of handcuffs. AJ couldn't help himself and let out a small chuckle. Nick tried to speak again but I cut him off, telling him to shut up. I bent down and placed one knee in the small of Nick's back, pulling his right arm behind his back. Quickly cuffing this hand and then repeating the action with his left hand. When this was done I did the same thing to Brian. I stood back up and looked down at my two "suspects". I looked up and could see that the rest of the group just stood there laughing slightly. And just then an evil thought crossed my mind. I quickly went into my study and got my camera. This was a perfect photo-op. And I was sure that I could sell those pictures to a lot of papers and magazines. I mean, this was a teenage girls dream, and some teenage boys as well. Two hot boyband members handcuffed on the floor. You could do what you wanted with them. I went back out into the living room and quickly took a couple of pictures. When Nick and Brian realized what I was doing, they tried to talk again. This attempt was quickly silenced by me. I grabbed hold of Nick's cuffs and then Brian's.
"Time to stand up dirt bags!"
With that I yanked both of them up into a standing position. I pushed them to get them to walk. I lead them to my couch. I put on my best poker face and then turned them around. As soon as they had turned they both tried to talk again.
"Shut up!" was the only response they got from me.
I put my hands on their chests and pushed. This made them sit down on the couch. I could see that Brian cringed a little as he sat. I had seen that before. It was caused when you sat on your own hands. Happened to almost everyone that got their hands cuffed behind their backs. I walked over to the rest. I was glad to see that Kevin was up and walking. I was more than a little worried about him before.
"Are you really ok Kevin?"
"Yeah! I mean, my heart is still beating like 200 beats per minute, but other than that, I'm fine. I was scared shitless when I heard the shot and just milliseconds later the bullet pass by my head."
"That's never fun to do." I added with a smile. "I just hope that you are ok. Now I have more pressing matters at hand. I need to talk to Nick and Brian about safety rules when it comes to guns. Hey AJ, there are a couple of grocery bags outside. You think that you could go and get them?"
"Sure!" and with that he was off.
I took one last look at Kevin, Kristin and Howie standing there talking. Kevin and Kristin sure was a good-looking couple. With one last 'damn', said to myself of course, I was off to talk to Nick and Brian.
Pulling up a chair to the couch, I sat down, but not before putting the gun on the table in front of me. Both Brian and Nick was sitting there kinda hanging their heads. I mean, they looked like they were caught stealing cookies from the cookie-jar. I took a deep breath and began to speak.
"Brian, are you ok? You cringed when you sat down. Did you sit on your hands?"
Getting a nod from Brian, I continued.
"Ok, here's the deal. I will let you out of those cuffs, but not before I had my little speech. Who held the gun when it fired?"
Nick said that it was he who had the gun.
"I take it that you were the one that found the gun in my nightstand as well."
Getting another nod from Nick I went on.
"Guns, any kind of firearms, are dangerous if you don't have the proper training. You could seriously harm and even kill yourself or another person. That almost happened here today."
Both Nick and Brian's raised their heads to look at me. They were both surprised at what I just said.
"Kevin said that he could hear the bullet as it passed his head. It was a close call, but he is ok. I don't blame you for anything and I don't think Kevin does either. And if someone should be blamed it should be me. I left a loaded gun in an unlocked drawer. I should have known better and locked it away, but what's done is done and I am happy that it turned out so well. I just want one more thing from you two. I want you to promise me that you will never touch another gun, unless you have a proper training for that specific gun. Is that a deal?"
I got two weak "it's a deal" from them. Smiling at them I stood up.
"Now let's get you out of these cuffs. Unless you are into kinky stuff and want to keep them on."
I could see a smile on their faces.
"Nah, I'm not into that kinky stuff, but maybe you should ask Kevin."
Brian smiled as he said that.
"So Kevin is into bondage. Never would have guessed that. Maybe I should buy him and Kristin a pair or two as a wedding present."
As soon as I said that Brian and Nick turned their heads slightly and kinda glanced at each other. I missed this, as I was busy un-cuffing them at the moment. I picked up the gun and removed the clip. I also made sure that there wasn't a bullet in the chamber.
"Now let's have a BBQ!"
Nick, Brian and I went over to the rest, only to see that they had finished preparing everything. There was a nice salad, some steaks, a couple of potatoes, some tinfoil, beer, wine, water, some bread and some other vegetables. Everything you needed to have a nice BBQ.
"This looks great. Why don't you go ahead and go out to the patio and start the grill. I really need to get out of this uniform and take a shower. It has been shitty day so far, but I have a hunch that it's about to get much better."
"You go ahead and take that shower. I want my men to smell good." Kristin said, emphasizing this by smelling Howie's neck. "Mmmm...smells just like honey."
We all laughed, except for Howie. He blushed instead.
I put the guns away and then took my shower. I stood in my room after the shower trying to decide what clothes to wear, when I noticed somebody standing in the door.
"You like what you see?"
I turned my head just in time to see Kristin giving me a huge smile for an answer.
"Yeah! I wouldn't kick you out of bed, if that's what you're asking."
Kristin closed stepped into my room and closed the door. She took a few steps towards me. She stopped when she was standing just a couple of inches from me. Reaching up and turning my face to her, she says:
"Just gotta check."
With that she kisses me. Not just a peck on the mouth. No, it was a really intense kiss. I mean, I thought that she was trying to taste what I had for breakfast. Pulling away from me, she took a couple of steps back. Looking at me, slowly lowering her gaze from my face, down my chest until it finally stops at when she reached my groin area. I was still too shocked to say anything. She shakes her head and then starts to talk again.
"Just my luck. All the good-looking men really are gay."
I shake my head trying to stimulate my brain to start functioning again. I look at Kristin, only to once more be greeted by a huge smile on her face.
"Wow...I mean...Damn, you are a great kisser Kristin. Don't get me wrong but why did you do it? I mean, aren't you and Kevin engaged? And you know that I am gay. Trying to convert me?"
"Nah, just wanted to see if you really are gay. And if you take the lack of bodily responses to that kiss, I would say that you are really gay. No man has ever been able to stay soft after one of my kisses, not even Kevin."
"Hey watch it! If your ego grows just a little bit more, I think that your head would actually explode. And you really didn't have to try that on me. I could have told you that my body just don't respond to any kind of stimulation from a woman."
"I can see that." Her eyes wandered down to my groin and back again.
"You should really thank your guardian angel Kristin."
"Really? And why is that?"
"Let me put it this way. The last woman that tried to have sex with me got a surprise."
"And what kind of surprise was that?"
"In high school, I tried to convince myself that I was straight, or at least bi, so I decided to have sex with the girl I was dating at the time. We ended up at a party one night and she got a bit drunk. After I took her home, we ended up in her bed making out. But just after a few minutes, I started to feel strange. I couldn't really understand what it was, but I soon found out. A few seconds later I was running to the bathroom with my hands over my mouth, trying not to throw up anywhere but in the toilet. When I returned, she asked what was wrong and I told her that it was probably just the beer I had earlier and that I'd better go home."
"So you got a bit drunk and threw up. That is normal."
"Nah...Not when didn't drink a drop of alcohol. I never touched a drop that night."
"Oh...I see. Well you better get dressed, we are about to put the meat on the barbeque."
With that she was off. I just laughed a little and went back to the matter at hand, getting dressed. I chose I black wife-beater and a pair of khaki shorts. I didn't bother to put any shoes on. I made sure that the gun safe was locked before I went out. About halfway to the patio, I stopped and went in to the study. While grabbing my digital camera, I saw it. The bullet hole. The bullet had made a nice little hole in the wall between the study and the living room. I made a mental note to fix that later and to check and see if I could find the bullet in the opposite wall. I made my way out to the patio. The picture was one that I bet almost every teenaged girl would have wanted to see. The five members of the Backstreet Boys was flat on the back on a blanket, only dressed in shorts. It looked like they enjoyed themselves, lying there catching some rays. I raised my camera and took a picture. Maybe I should have this one on my Christmas cards this year.
"Hey, get your mind out of the gutter. That's not the kind of meat your supposed to eat on a BBQ."
I didn't even take my eyes of the boys when I gave her the finger.
"And why is that? I mean, they are prime choices of beef all of them."
And I really meant what I said. All of them had nice bodies. Ok, Nick's wasn't top quality, but he would do. And Kevin's was the best looking of them all. His defined chest glistened in the sun as small drops of sweat formed from the heat of the sun. I would love to over there, straddle his hips, bend over and lick his chest. I would start at nape of his neck and slowly, but deliberate, working my way down his chest until I reached his nipples. I would take them in my mouth one at the time, gently sucking on them and grazing them with my teeth, making them hard. Them I would run my tongue around them a couple of times. Then I would leave them, but still stimulating them with my hand. My mouth would travel further down his chest, leaving a wet trail. As I reach his navel I, could hear him groan and push his stomach up against my face. I would dart my tongue in and out of his navel a few times, then continue downwards. Just as I reach his shorts, I would look up and try to get eye contact. When that is done, I let go of his nipples and grabs his shorts and start to undo them. I get that done and I brake the gaze to look at his now revealed bush. I can just see a hint of...
"SHIT!!!!"
I literally jump when I feel the cold water run down my back. I turn around and find Kristin standing there with a goofy smile on her face. Then from behind me I hear:
"Ok, so who is it?"
I turn around and find all five of the guys standing there with huge smiles. I immediately know what they wanted to know. I could see it on there faces.
"What?" Was the intelligent answer that escaped my lips. This was obviously not good enough.
"You know what we are talking about. You're not going to get away that easy." Howie said. "Now, are you gonna tell us or are going to have to get that answer some other way?"
"I have no idea what you are talking about." I said trying to convince them. I walked over to the table and grabbed a bottle of water, hoping that they would drop it.
"This is going to be fun. How are we going to do this? Bamboo splints under the finger nails or the Chinese water torture?" AJ asked.
I turned around and found them all in deep thoughts. All except Kristin. She was back at the grill, checking up on the steaks, potatoes and the other vegetables. A few seconds later, Kristin started to jump up and down.
"O...o...I know...I know. Please let me do it. I know just the right way to get information out of Bastian. Grab him!"
With that all five of them was on me and I didn't have a chance of escaping. Kevin was standing behind me. AJ and Nick held my right arm. And Brian and Howie the left. Kristin was slowly walking to me, with a smile on her face, that could only be described as satanic. And it grew more satanic for every second. I was really worried. I had no idea what she was planning to do.
Without warning, I felt her grab my hair in the back of my head. Still without any clue, I just shook my head no. Then with a low voice she said:
"This is going to hurt you more that me."
With that she pulled my head closer to hers and for the second time that day, she kissed me. If the first kiss was filled with passion, I could only say that this one was actually oozing with passion. I could feel her tongue enter my mouth and I started to fight her. I tried to shake my head from side to side to get her lips of me, but that didn't work. She just grabbed my head harder and I could feel another hand also grabbing my head to keep it steady. That hand could belong to no other than Kevin. Then my heart really started to spin. Only one thought went through my mind at that moment.
'But Kevin and Kristin are engaged. What is going on?' Suddenly I felt her left hand travel up my chest UNDER my wife-beater. She grabbed a hold of the rod that pierced my right nipple and then pulled. And I mean that she really pulled. It started to hurt and it felt like she was trying to rip the piercing off. I started to scream at that point, but it just came out as a muffled sound. Kristin let go of the piercing and pulled away from me. I just stood there looking at her. Kevin and the rest still had a hold of my, and that probably was a good idea. My right nipple hurt like hell and I probably would have tried to throw Kristin into the hot tub.
"So are you gonna tell us or are we doing that again? I hope we have to do that again. You are one hell of a kisser." She said.
I just looked at her and then looked over at AJ.
"Let go of my arm." I stated quietly.
This was not a request but an order. AJ looked at me and clearly understood that as well. He let go of my arm and seeing AJ doing this prompted Nick to do the same. As soon as my right arm was free, I reached up to my nipple to see if there was any permanent damage. Feeling none, I looked over to Howie and Brian and repeated my order. It took them about two seconds for them to let go. Now Kevin was the only one still holding me. One arm around my waist and the other around my chest and his body pulled close to mine. I could feel his pecs and his nipples against my back and I could feel a slight bulge right where it should be.
I looked back at Kristin and could see that she was watching my moves closely. She was ready to bolt if I went for her. I had no intention of doing so, but it felt good seeing that.
"That was not very nice Kristin. Going for my piercing. I didn't even think you knew about it. So the kiss was just a diversion, right?"
She just nodded and I went on.
"I thought so. But Kristin, you made one mistake."
I looked at her and I could see fear in her eyes. I could also feel Kevin tighten his grip on me. A smile appeared on my lips.
"I actually find it arousing when someone tugs at my piercing."
This was obviously not what she expected. I could hear her let out a huge amount of air in one long sigh. Nick started to laugh and this was like a signal to the others. When the laughing finally died down we found ourselves on the ground. I got up and walked over to the barbeque to check on the food. The steaks were nearly done, so I told take their places at the table. I brought the food over to the table when it was done. I sat down in the only available chair and found myself in between Kevin and Nick. Kristin was opposite me between Brian and AJ. And Howie had taken the chair at the end of the table.
"Well let's eat."
I took the plates with the steaks and was about to grab one, when I heard someone clear their throat. I looked around the table and could see everyone looking at me.
"What?
I honestly had no idea what I did wrong, but I soon figured out. They were all holding hands, waiting for me to take Kevin's and Nick's. We were supposed to say grace. I blushed and put the plate back down on the table. Grabbing hold their hands and bowed my head. Seeing that I had down, Kevin began to speak.
"Dear God. We offer our gratitude for the foods before us and for our friends that are here to share it with us. Today we have made a new friend that we hope will be in our lives forever. We all ask that you will keep an eye out for him and make sure that no harm comes to him, and we will try do the same. Amen."
A collective amen could be heard around the table. I was stunned to hear that they considered me a friend. I mean, we have only know each other less that three days and still they saw me as their friend. I looked around at the people sitting there at the table, putting food on their plates. The sight was one I hoped to see many times. It was the sight of my friends enjoying themselves. Today was a day I would remember and cherish for a long time. The day when I made six new friends.
Ok...there you have it. You honestly didn't believe that I would injure Kevin, did you? I mean, why would I do that? If I wanted someone to get hurt I would choose Nick. Just kidding......So once more I ask of you to send me a mail in which you state if you like it or not. A motivation of that answer would be good, but not necessary.
So until next time ArPo lunajulian@hotmail.com