Life of Brad B/b B/B
Chapter 6 The Birthday party
After lunch, Derek and I walked into the meeting hall and saw Joey calling us up on the stage. About 15 guys had been invited to the private birthday party. There was a bed and pillows on the stage in preparation for the sex show that was part of the plans that Joey and Derek had put together. Joey told the guys to hold it down for a few minutes. It was obvious that a lot of the guys had been drinking before the party started, knowing that no booze or pot was allowed in the mess hall. I went up on the stage and saw a stack of presents for me. Many were wrapped in newspaper or in plastic bags. I started opening my gifts, shocked that guys that didn't even know me had got me gifts. I opened each gift and held the gift up for Joey to announce what the gift was and who it was from.
A well worn copy of Playgirl Magazine.
A dozen condoms.
T-shirts and shorts from each color group.
A new copy of Playguy magazine with some awesome centerfolds that I held up for everyone to see.
Some fishing tackle.
A gift certificate for five free blowjobs from anyone in the red group.
A dildo that had been used a lot by the wear and lube that was still on it.
Pictures of nude guys doing oral and anal sex.
Cd's of some popular rock groups.
"Frisky Summer" an X-rated gay video of a cool guy named Johan Paulik.
Several magazines of awesome guy sex pictures from Amsterdam.
Another X-rated gay video titled "Taking Care of Mike".
A neat T-shirt of South Park, one of my favorite TV shows.
Several tubes of different brands of personal lubricant.
A six pack of Budweiser.
I never expected gifts for my birthday. I felt a major rush as I opened all the gifts and thanked everyone for making my 12th birthday so special.
Joey asked how many guys wanted to see the birthday boy in his birthday suit. The meeting hall erupted with calls for me to take my clothes off. Now I had never been embarrassed about showing my body in a locker room, but this was different. I wasn't ready to strip in front of about 15 guys. Derek jumped up on the stage and kissed me. The guys cheered. Derek whispered to me that this was my moment, and that I should relax and give the guys a real treat.
"Okay, bud, I will do it" I said.
Derek rubbed my nipples through the holes in my ripped T-shirt and started rubbing on my dick. I felt the blood rush into my dick as his hands caressed my body. He lifted my T-shirt over my head and started sucking on my nipples. The guys were going wild, screaming for Derek to strip me nude. I kicked off my sneakers as Derek pulled down the spandex shorts, revealing my boner held in place by the mesh jock strap. Suddenly I felt weird. These guys were hot to see me nude and to check out my body, and I wanted to make them happy. All I was wearing was the see through mesh briefs, and my dick was hard as a rock. I got into the feeling and started striking poses like I had seen body builders pose. I flexed my arm muscles, and threw every pose I had ever seen from the big body builders. I turned around and flexed the cheeks of my ass, as the guys went ballistic. While my butt was exposed to the guys, Derek pulled down the mesh briefs. Everyone was screaming for me to turn around so they could see my dick and pubes. I teased them and turned around with my hands covering my boner. Joey and Derek grabbed my hands so my genitals were exposed for everyone to see.
The meeting hall erupted with guys trying to get closer for a better view of my hard boy meat. Joey got on his knees and started sucking on my dick, sending the audience into orbit. He sucked until he knew I was ready for the big event. It was time for the drawing of the winning tickets. Each guy that had been invited had his name in a fish bowl. Joey came up to me and started talking to me.
"Brad this one guy is so hot for you. His name is Brady O'Brien. He is not that good looking and he is sure that you would never be interested in him for sex. I think he is a neat guy, but he is a little nerdy and he has real low self-esteem. Last year he spent money just to suck me off, and after, I felt guilty for not being nice to him. He even offered me $50 if his name is drawn. I'd really like to make this guy feel good about himself, and wondered if you would consider helping me."
I never expected Joey to tell me this. In a way, I wanted every guy who had low self-esteem to get a real buzz from this party and to feel like guys liked him just the way he was. I felt guilty about rejecting the guy in the lake that approached Derek when I was the "pecker bait." I made my mind up to do what I could to make everyone feel as special as I did, standing nude on the stage with a nice boner poking up in the air.
"Let's make a bunch of guys feel good about themselves tonight" I whispered to Joey.
He smiled and grabbed the fish bowl full of names and told me to reach in and grab the winning ticket. The first name drawn would get to suck me off in front of 15 horny guys. I reached in and grabbed a ticket and handed it to Joey. He had a ticket in his hand already, but nobody noticed, and announced the winner as "Brady O'Brien. A cheer rang out as Brady jumped up on the stage.
The guys pushed in close as Brady came up to me and started talking to me softly.
"I think you are so awesome" he said. "I know I may not be the best looking guy in the camp, but no one is more attracted to you than I am. Please be cool and let me suck you off. I have dreamed of being with you ever since I saw you the first day in the mess hall".
Brady got on his knees and reached for my boner, but I pushed him away. His face drained of color, as he expected rejection and humiliation in front of the other guys.
"Don't you know how to treat a guy on a date?" I asked him, loud enough so everyone could hear me.
Brady was ready to bolt for the door when I told him "You gotta kiss me and get me horny before you suck me."
Brady's face showed disbelief, and then he smiled. He came up to me and planted a nice tongue kiss on my lips, grabbing my ass as he frenched me.
"That's a little better" I said, loud enough so everyone could hear me. "Now take off your clothes so I can see what my date has to offer me today."
Brady hesitated a few seconds, and then took off his T-shirt and shorts, standing there with a nice boner about 5 inches long. He looked into my eyes, and I saw him begging me not to reject him. I pulled his body to mine and shoved my tongue into his mouth. My hands were all over his body, grabbing his ass and dick as we frenched.
"Take me to bed, you stud" I cried.
The guys were cheering and yelling obscene comments about what they wanted us to do. Brady laid me down on the bed on the stage and began licking my body. He never expected this. All he was hoping for was a chance to suck my dick and eat my cum, he never expected me to kiss him or let him explore my body. His warm mouth found my dick as the guys screamed for him to eat me and let them see me cum. His hands were all over my body, and I was in heaven. I forgot that 15 guys were watching us as I grabbed his head and face fucked him. He took his mouth off my dick and came up to my face, kissing me deeply.
"Brad, can I kiss you all over?" he pleaded softly.
"Go for it dude" I replied.
Brady sucked my nipples, licked my navel, and lifted my legs in the air. His warm mouth took my balls in one at a time as he licked and sucked for all he was worth. He pushed my legs back and started licking my butthole. I moaned my acceptance of his tongue, as he licked down under my balls and probed my anus. The crowd noise increased in volume, but all I could feel was his mouth on my private areas. His tongue was driving me wild, and I told him that I was going to cum. He returned to my dick, remembering that he had to let everyone see me cum, but that he could eat all my load. My dick erupted, splattering his face with my thick boy cream. I grabbed his head and forced it down on my dick so he could eat the rest of my load. His mouth was soft and gentle as he milked all of my cum out of my nuts. He continued sucking me until I was going soft, and then he lifted his face so everyone could see my jizz on his forehead and chin.
That was the first time that I was aware of the crowd. They were yelling and screaming for more sex, more sex. Brady kissed me and started to pull away, ready to leave the stage. He was so happy that he had been able to suck this cute young guy that he was thrilled by his investment in the bribe to Joey. I grabbed Brady, and stopped him from leaving me and the stage.
"Is that the way you treat a date?" I asked.
Brady looked at me and then at Joey, not understanding what I had meant. Joey drew a blank too, and just shook his head and shrugged his shoulders, not knowing what I meant.
"You better not just suck and leave big guy, I got feelings too" I said. "I'm not some whore you can just suck and leave. I'm hungry for some dick, and you better give me some".
Everyone was wondering what I meant. I grabbed Brady and pulled him down on the bed on the stage, and kissed him deeply. I told him I wanted more from him, and started sucking on his nipples. My hungry mouth went from nipple to nipple, causing Brady to moan loudly. The guys in the meeting hall were silent for a moment, until they understood what was happening. When my mouth took Brady's cock to the hilt, the guys started screaming. No one expected me to suck off the winner, but I had decided that Brady needed to feel good about himself, and I wanted him to be happy. I saw Derek smiling at me, as I deep throated Brady's 5-inch dick. I shoved a finger in his asshole, and his dick erupted. The first shot went in my mouth, but I remembered that we had a bunch of guys watching who needed to see him blast all over, so I grabbed his dick and jacked him off, letting his cum shoot all over my face.
Brady collapsed on the bed. Nothing in the world could describe how he felt right now. The cutest guy in the camp had just blown him in front of 15 guys and was eating his sperm. All his feelings of being a nerd and not attractive to other guys was erased by the last five minutes of awesome sex. He was in love. He wanted Brad Martin to be his lover for life, and wanted the world to know that he was accepted by the cutest guy in the world as a sex partner. I kissed Brady on the mouth and told him that I wanted to do more sex with him in private. His face beamed with pride. When he smiled, I saw that he was not a nerd, just a guy who wanted acceptance and love. He finally broke away from me when Joey announced that the next name would be drawn. I used a towel to wipe off the excess cum that I had not eaten and prepared myself for the next dicksucker.
I was reloaded and ready for another warm mouth on my dick. My head was spinning with the feelings of the party. I reached into the fish bowl, but Joey gave me a look that I understood immediately. He still had the ticket that I had drawn the first time, so I pretended to hand him a ticket. He announced the second place winner as Jim Zerwinski. Jim jumped up on the stage and came up to me and Joey.
I looked at him and saw a drop dead cute guy about 15 years old. He had a brown bowl cut hairdo, and dark brown eyes. He asked me what he could do besides just suck me, especially after seeing what Brady had done. I liked what he looked like and told him he could do anything but fuck me. Jim went wild and started frenching me and grabbing my dick. I pushed him away and made him undress in front of the entire camp. I was shocked to see a dick about 8 inches long protruding from his bush of dark pubes. Now this was gonna be a challenge for me. I had deep throated Derek, but Jim was longer, but not as thick. I decided to go with the flow, and kissed him and let him have my body.
Jim was experienced in guy sex. He started by frenching me and worked on both of my nipples, as the crowd shouted their approval. His mouth found my dick and sucked me to a full boner. He pushed me back on the bed and sucked my nuts like a pro. He lifted my legs and sucked on my asshole, probing it deeply with his tongue. No one had ever eaten my ass like he did. He licked and probed my hole with his tongue as the guys screamed obscenities, wanting him to fuck me. Jim knew the limits, and tongue fucked my hole until I begged him to stop. He started to suck me as I told him to move so we could 69. It took him almost one second to turn on the bed and shove his man meat toward my face. I took his monster dick in my mouth and heard the guys chanting.
"Brad"
"Brad"
"Brad"
"Brad"
I leaned forward and pulled his dick further in my mouth. I reached my gag limit, and paused, but the crowd was screaming for me to take more. I focussed on his dick and relaxed my throat muscles, as his dick slid to the hilt. I was in heaven, as his dick was deep in my throat, and his mouth was working miracles on my boy meat. I continued sucking his meat as his finger found my hole and stroked my prostate. My body screamed for release, as my jizz blasted out of my dick into his warm mouth. He pulled back, letting my load splash on his face and hair, as his dick erupted deep in my throat. My mind went blank as I pulled back from his dick and let his sperm flood my face. I was totally exhausted as Jim and I emptied our nuts in each other's faces.
I collapsed on the bed as Jim turned and started licking cum off my face. I opened my eyes and saw jizz all over his face, and I licked as much as I could before he pulled away. Jim stood up and grabbed his dick, screaming a Tarzan call for everyone to hear. I was totaled. My body needed rest. I felt weird feelings of lust combined with feelings of pain as my body shocked me back to reality. Now there was no way to ignore what was happening to me. Every bone in my body was aching. I could no longer ignore the growth disorder that was consuming my body. I prayed for relief. I begged for freedom from pain, but my body was not to be denied reality.
Derek and Joey helped me off the bed. Joey announced an intermission for me to reload. Derek looked into my eyes and saw the pain. I tried to hide it, but this guy was too connected to me for me to bullshit him. Derek wanted to end the party, but I threatened to kick his ass if he did. I knew he could whip my ass with one arm, but he just smiled and said that he would not interfere with my special day.
Joey asked if anyone would like to see Matt Russell's dick with a full boner. The meeting hall went wild. I didn't know it, but this was another of Joey's moneymaking plans.
"If you guys want to see a guy deep throat Matt Russell's dick and then take it in his ass, you gotta dig deep and come up with some major bucks, or there will be no intermission show. Don't give me any one dollar bills, I want bucks. Big bucks means you get a front row seat, or even better."
I headed over to the cooler and grabbed three cartons of milk. I was still nude, but somehow it didn't matter to me. A lot of guys were talking to me and asking if they could be the next to suck me. I just smiled and told them I had a lot of cum left inside me. I was draining the second carton when Brady walked up to me.
"That was the neatest thing anyone has ever done for me" he said.
I looked into his eyes and saw a guy who needed a friend. His smile was contagious. I grabbed him and kissed him deeply, exploring his mouth with my tongue.
"You are a neat guy, and I want you to be my friend" I said to him.
I saw tears forming in his eyes. Here was the cutest guy in the camp being cool with him, and his ticket was already used up. Brady didn't know what to say, as I kissed him again.
"I would sure like to sleep with you nude some night real soon" I told him.
Brady's face and eyes told me all I needed to know. He was accepted for what he was, and I wanted to be his friend just as much as he wanted to be my friend. I was learning that all guys needed someone to love and hold, just like I had Derek. There were about 6 guys standing near us, and they heard me tell Brady that I wanted to have more sex with him. As soon as we parted, they were begging him to tell him how he had scored so well with me.
"It must be my magnetic personality" I heard him say.
I continued draining the last carton of milk, when I heard Joey again. He was still challenging the crowd to come up with more money for the special intermission show. Some guys had run back to their cabins to get more money. Finally Joey announced that the show was on. I grabbed two more cartons of milk and walked back in the center of the crowd standing near the stage. Joey had let a few select guys come up on the stage for a better view. Obviously they had donated the biggest bucks. Matt Russell came up on the stage, smiling and grabbing the front of his blue shorts. His basket was huge! I was standing next to Brady, rubbing the cheeks of his bare ass, when Derek jumped up on the stage.
Now I was shocked. "Was my big brother the one who was going to suck Matt?" I asked myself. The question was answered quickly, as Derek began undressing Matt, pulling off his T-shirt first, and then taking down those tight blue shorts. Matt's dick was incredible. At least 8 inches and it was still soft. Derek stood up and Matt undressed him, pausing to take Derek's 7 1/2 inches of hard meat deep in his mouth. The guys were screaming their approval. I was mesmerized by the hot scene unfolding on the stage. Matt took his mouth off Derek's big boner. A string of precum was attached to Derek's dick, looking like a spider web connecting his meat to Matt's lips. Matt used his fingers to catch the precum and took it to his mouth and sucked it down.
Matt stood on the stage, his dick starting to harden. It was huge, and getting thicker and longer as Derek got on his knees and started licking Matt's nuts and sack. Derek licked up and down the monster dick as it inflated to full length. Joey moved over with a ruler, and announced the measurement as 10 1/2 inches. Matt told him to measure again, and Joey announced 11 inches.
"That's more like it" Matt announced, proud of his monster and knowing exactly how long it was fully hard.
Derek tried to take the monster in his mouth, but knew he could not even get close with the angle of Matt's dick not matching the angle of his throat. Matt moved them to the bed, where he laid down and pulled Derek on top of him in a 69 position. Matt took all of Derek's big dick in his mouth, not stopping until Derek's pubes mashed against his face. Derek began working on the big tool, taking more and more of it with every bob of his head. The crowd was going wild, encouraging Derek to take it all. They began chanting, just the way they did to encourage me.
"Derek"
"Derek"
"Derek"
"Derek"
The big dick hit the back of Derek's throat, and I could see his gag reflex kick in. He paused and then continued working to relax, as the dick slid further down his throat. It took a full two minutes, but finally Matt's pubes flattened against my big brother's face. The crowd screamed their approval. Derek had just deep throated the biggest dick in the camp, and was sucking every bit of it. Derek's mind was blank, focussing on pleasing Matt; not hearing the cheering of the crowd. He didn't even realize he was cumming in Matt's mouth until Matt pulled back and let the crowd see Derek's thick sperm blast all over his face and chest. Matt returned to eat the last few blasts of Derek's cum from his hard cock, and held onto Derek's head to slow his sucking down.
Finally Matt pulled away, and his monster dick came out of Derek's mouth. He told Derek to get on his knees on the floor of the stage and lean on the side of the bed. As soon as Derek got in position, Matt leaned down and began eating Derek's hole. The guys on the stage moved closer with Joey warning them not to block the view for the rest of the crowd. Joey handed Matt a tube of Superlube, as he began fingering my big brother's fuck hole. Matt started with two of his long thick fingers, and Derek moaned in pleasure. Matt used both hands, working three and then four fingers into Derek, pulling his sphincter muscles apart to stretch the opening. I had moved to the side of the crowd, wanting to see Derek's face more than the hot action at his anus. His eyes were closed, and I could see him wince in pain, and then moan in pleasure as Matt prepared him for the anal probing.
Matt took his fingers out of Derek's hole and began squeezing a generous amount of the lube on all 11 inches of his throbbing boner. It was standing straight up, as hard as any dick I had ever seen in my short experience of gay sex. Matt squeezed a big glob of the lube on the hole, and positioned himself to line up with Derek's fuck chute. I watched Derek's face as the head of the dick invaded his body. He screamed in pain, and then calmed down as Matt stopped his entrance, waiting for Derek to adjust. Slowly the cock entered Derek's ass. I watched his face, and heard the guys scream as the dick had penetrated completely.
He had done it. He had deep throated that monster, and now had it buried in his ass. Derek opened his eyes. At first I saw tears of pain forming there, and then his eyes met mine. I saw the lust as he told Matt to fuck him hard. Matt needed no more encouragement as he began short thrusts at first and then began taking his dick out until only the head was in Derek's ass. He plunged forward, shoving all 11 inches deep in Derek. They began a rhythm, with Derek shoving his butt back to meet each hard thrust of Matt's dick. They fucked for about five minutes until Matt announced he was going to cum. He pulled his dick out of Derek's ass and began jacking it hard. His first volley of cum flew over Derek's head, leaving a rope trail in Derek's hair and down his back. The second shot was even larger, with the cum splattering on the feet of two of the guys on the stage. Matt shoved his dick back in Derek's ass, and blew his last shots deep in Derek's ass. Even back in the crowd I could hear the sounds of wet meat slamming against Derek's ass, as the cum flowed out of his ass down on his legs.
Matt collapsed on Derek's back. He began licking up some of his own cum as he came down from his orgasmic high. He pulled his softening dick out of Derek's hole, followed by a river of semen, that ran down Derek's legs and formed a puddle on the floor of the stage. The crowd went wild. Matt helped Derek stand up, as more cum flowed out of his stretched hole. Derek turned and smiled to the crowd and showed everyone that he had blown a load all over himself and the bed during the most incredible fuck of his life. Matt and Derek kissed and hugged as the crowd voiced their approval of the fuck scene they had paid to see. Matt used the towel to clean up the cum flowing out of Derek's ass, and licked all the cum off Derek's chest and belly, as the intermission entertainment ended.
Joey called me up on the stage for the drawing of the final winner in the suck off raffle. I could not jump up on the stage as the pain in my body was becoming more intense. I walked to the side of the stage and used the steps to join Joey. He cleared the stage of everyone but Derek and Matt and me and brought the fish bowl to me to draw the last winner. I pulled out the last ticket. Joey announced the final winner as Tom Broadmore. A lot of guys moaned their displeasure at not winning the raffle. Tom jumped up on the stage, and I checked him out. He was tall and thin, wearing only the red shorts from his group. He was very handsome, about 17, with a dark tan, long dark hair, dark eyes and an earring in his left ear.
I told Tom to undress, and saw a nice 6-inch thin dick with a thick patch of dark pubes. My body was beginning to ache again, as Tom told me that he wanted to 69 with me. We began kissing as he moved me to the bed and got in position. His dick was easy to take, and we began eating each other on the bed as the crowd cheered. I was surprised that he came so quickly, as I pulled back and let his jizz splash on my face. I felt my balls contract as my dick throbbed in his warm mouth. Tom pulled away as my third load of the day. It was not a big load, but Tom enjoyed squeezing cum out of my dick and licking it all up. The guys in the audience shouted their approval, as Derek helped me stand up and walk off the stage.
We headed for the cooler again, with my craving for milk becoming more intense. Joey was asking if the guys wanted to have a blowjob mixer. No one understood what he had in mind, but many voiced their interest. Joey said that he would tell them as he told the hungry guys to form two lines, one at the west side of the meeting hall and the other line at the east side.
Joey began moving guys around in the lines, trying to break up obvious buddies. Then he counted each line and balanced the numbers. Joey then told each line to count off, and told each of them to remember their number. The guys fucked it up a few times, but finally got the count off completed. It was actually pretty simple. Joey told one guy in the west line to call the coin toss. He called heads, and won. Joey then told the east line to move over to the corresponding numbered guy in the west line and get on his knees.
The guys seemed to be enjoying themselves, as they got in position. Joey told the east line guys to pull out their west line buddies dick, but not start sucking yet. The first guy to cum would get $20 for himself and $20 for the guy who was sucking him. Joey told them that they had to shoot in the guy's face and not try to pull some shit and say they blew it all in his mouth. Everyone agreed, as Joey announced, "On the count of 3, start sucking!"
"One"
"Two"
"Three"
The sucking began. I was standing by the cooler, finishing another carton of milk as Derek and Matt walked up, still nude from their hot sex scene.
"I can't believe how big your dick is" I told Matt. "And I can't believe that you took it all" I said to Derek.
Both guys smiled at me, and then told me that they had done it before, so they knew Derek could do it.
"I told you I have been at camp before" Derek said, smiling at me and Matt.
It was about 4:00 p.m. when it hit me. My entire body was on fire with every bone aching. The pain intensified, and I could no longer tolerate it. Derek looked at my face and I saw his drain of color. He knew that I had been trying to fight the pain, but that now things had gone too far.
I screamed in pain and nearly collapsed on the floor. Derek caught me and felt that my body was on fire. He looked at Matt, and said "Get help, now!"
Zach and another guy came over and Derek told them to help get me to the infirmary. I remember only portions of what happened from then on, and can only relate what I have been told since that fateful day in July.
Matt had called for Mr. Robertson, the Camp Director and Mr. Jackson, the one who ran the infirmary. They both were at the camp office, staying away from the meeting hall to give the boys some privacy for the party. Mr. Robertson was just getting ready to leave the camp for dinner and drinks in town, when he got the emergency call from Matt. They both raced to the infirmary, ignoring several nude boys standing around outside.
Derek told them quickly about the growth disorder and that I was in terrible pain. Derek also told them that I had to be restrained so that I didn't break any bones. Matt and Mr. Jackson grabbed some sheets and tore them to make restraints, as I started thrashing around, screaming obscenities at everyone I could see. Mr. Robertson called 911 for an ambulance, and told Matt to get my parents phone number. I knew the pain was far worse than any I had ever experienced in previous attacks. Seeing Mr. Robertson there and him asking for my parents phone number, set me off. It took four men to hold me down and secure the makeshift restraints.
"You rotten fucker, untie me!" I screamed at Derek. His eyes were full of tears as I verbally abused the guy that I loved.
"I hate you, you rotten prick!"
"You ratted me out, get the fuck away from me!"
Mr. Jackson took over and told both Matt and Derek to stand back. He was trained as a First Responder for emergencies, but he had never experienced a situation like this. The infirmary had no drugs other than over the counter medicine for minor pain, and he knew the situation was critical. He checked my blood pressure and pulse, and his face told the results.
"He's 180 over 120, and his pressure and pulse are rising fast. We have to do something fast or he will have a stroke or heart attack!"
Mr. Robertson dialed my home phone number, waiting and praying for an answer.
Back in Lansing, Michigan, my dad and Uncle Ben had just finished a round of golf and had walked into the house, hearing the phone ringing. Dad picked up the phone and said "Hello".
Mr. Robertson was relieved to hear his voice and said "This is Joel Robertson, Camp Director at Camp Eagle. We have an emergency here. Your son is having a very serious attack of some kind of growth disorder, and his blood pressure is climbing fast to the point we are afraid for his life."
Dad screamed to his brother Ben, and told him that I was in trouble with a growth attack. Uncle Ben took the phone.
"This is Dr. Ben Martin, I am Brad's uncle. Tell me his vital signs."
When Uncle Ben heard the blood pressure readings, his body went numb. "You have to sedate him immediately, or the blood pressure will skyrocket and we will lose him. What do you have there to sedate him?"
Mr. Robertson handed the phone to Mr. Jackson. "All we have is regular aspirin and similar pain killers" he told my uncle. "We have the paramedics on the way and will get him to Grand Rapids Medical Center as soon as possible."
"He will be dead before they even get there if you don't have something to put him under. His body is in serious trauma, and the blood pressure will not stop climbing until he is sedated. You must have something there, or the boy is dead."
Dad heard his brother's words, and he nearly collapsed. "This can't be happening to my son! Please dear God, don't let my boy die!" he prayed.
"I have an old bottle of ether somewhere, will that do anything?" he asked.
Uncle Ben knew the dangers and potential brain damage from using ether, but there was no choice. "Use it" he directed. "Keep him under and restrain him until the paramedics arrive. If he comes to, put him under again. Give me the phone number there and the number for the Trauma Unit at Med Cen."
Mr. Jackson put down the phone and found the bottle of ether. He dumped some on a ball of cotton and held it to my face. I fought to get away from the foul odor, but he persisted and the lights went out for me.
"He's under now" he told my Uncle.
"Good. We are about two hours from Med Cen, but I will be there as soon as I can. I will give you my cell phone so I can talk to the paramedics as I drive to the hospital."
"Dr. Martin, we have never had anything like this happen here. I just checked his blood pressure again and it is 230 over 180. Is there anything else I can do for him? He is in critical condition right now."
"Just pray that the paramedics get there fast and have the right drugs on board. I'll call you from my car in just a couple minutes."
Uncle Ben and dad ran to Uncle Ben's new Mercedes, and sped through the streets of Lansing, headed for the I 96 expressway. Uncle Ben told dad to dial 911 and give him the phone.
"911, what is your emergency?"
"This is Dr. Ben Martin. I'm driving a black Mercedes on I 96 westbound at a high rate of speed on a medical emergency. A boy's life is on the line and I need a police escort to Grand Rapids Medical Center."
"We will contact the Michigan State Police to assist you, doctor. What is your current position on the expressway?"
"Mile marker 203."
"We have a chopper in the air over I 96 right now, and there is a major traffic jam at the 150 mile marker, where road construction is in progress."
"Close the expressway, and clear me a path. If I don't get there fast, a 12 year old boy will die."
The words were ringing in my dad's head as he heard his brother take over for him. Uncle Ben was hitting close to 120 miles an hour, passing cars on the left or right, blowing his horn and flashing his lights as he talked on the phone.
"We have two cruisers positioned to meet you at mile marker 180, and have called other State Police posts for their assistance" the dispatcher said.
The Mercedes roared as it hit 140 miles an hour. The cruisers were in sight as Uncle Ben slipped between them. The small caravan streaked down the expressway, running at 120 to 140 miles an hour.
"Holy Shit, those Chevy cruisers can fly" Uncle Ben remarked. He noticed on ramps blocked with other cruisers as he aimed his car toward his nephew, praying that he would arrive in time. "Get Med Cen on the phone and find out who is heading up the Trauma Unit" he told my dad.
Before dad could make the call, the cell phone rang.
"This is Carl Masterson, paramedic" the voice announced.
Dad handed the phone to Uncle Ben.
"Do you have any Maxwell morphine mix with you?" Uncle Ben asked.
"Yes doctor, we do."
"Good. Give him 10 cc's as fast as you can."
"Ten cc's, doctor?" the paramedic questioned. "That is a huge dose for a kid his size."
"Don't fuck with me! Give it to him STAT, or we will lose him for sure! I will take full responsibility. Just do it, NOW!"
"Okay, doctor, we are injecting it now. His blood pressure is 260 over 235 and rising."
"Dear God" Uncle Ben thought. "That would kill most men right now."
"Do you have any Corgard-3 imulsion?"
"Yes, we do. We administer that to heart attack patients."
"Get an I. V. of morphine mix, Corgard-3, and normal saline for solution and open it wide open" Uncle Ben directed.
"We are in transport now to Med Cen, doctor, is there anything else we can do?"
"Hit him with 10 cc's of morphine every five minutes, until his blood pressure stabilizes and starts to drop. Push the Corgard-3 as hard as you can."
"Yes doctor" the paramedic replied, knowing that the doses of pain killers and heart medication were at least 4 times the dosage for a full grown adult. "We are about 15 minutes from Med Cen right now."
"Good, I'm going to call the hospital now. Give me your phone number so I can call you right back."
Uncle Ben repeated the cell phone number of the ambulance for dad to write down. Then dad called Med Cen and asked for the resident in charge of the Trauma Unit.
"Here, it's a doctor James Wylie" dad said handing the phone to his brother.
"I know him. Great!" Uncle Ben said. "Jim, this is Ben Martin. I'm on the way to your unit because of my nephew, who is having a very serious attack right now".
"Hi, Ben. I've been listening to you and the paramedics on the dispatch system. What can I do to prepare for the boy?"
"I need a trauma room with full body restraints and I. V. pumps for three different meds. I need Corgard-3, Epinefrin, and Morphine, with G-Block Complex."
"I'll have those ready", Dr. Wylie stated.
"Jim, I'm going to ask you to trust me on this" Uncle Ben said. "I need to use your facility to inject Brad with an experimental drug that I carry just for him. We have FDA approval to test it, but it is not on any list you will have there."
"Okay, Ben. I'll take care of the heat if anyone finds out."
"As soon as we stabilize him, I need a chopper to airlift him to Mott Children's Hospital in Ann Arbor, Michigan. There is a specialist there who has been treating him for this disorder."
"Okay, Ben, I'll handle the details."
The Mercedes roared through the construction zone, where the State Police had moved all vehicles off the road. They were making good time now, with the State Police escort flashers and sirens blaring ahead and behind them.
"Get Abe Finkelstein's beeper number from my book in the console" Uncle Ben told my dad.
Dad dialed in the pager number and added the signal to alert Dr. Finkelstein that there was an emergency about Brad. They had set up a special code of the number for the doctor to call with an added "911."
In Ann Arbor, Michigan, the beeper caught the doctor at dinner in a restaurant. When he saw the special code, he left his dinner and raced to the phone and returned the call. Dad filled in the doctor on the situation and told him that he and Uncle Ben were headed for Grand Rapids to inject me with the experimental drug. Doctor Finkelstein agreed with the treatment and said he would be at the hospital waiting for the airlift.
Doctor Finkelstein returned to the table and told his friends that there was an emergency with a special boy he is treating for Atkinson's Growth Disorder, and that he had to leave to prepare for my arrival. He headed for the hospital, very concerned about the vital signs that had been reported to him.
Things happened fast at Med Cen. The ambulance arrived, and only a few minutes later, Uncle Ben's Mercedes screeched to a halt at the Emergency Entrance. He left the car there running and grabbed his medical bag and ran into the hospital with my dad. I was a sick grey color, and my eyes had rolled back so that only the whites were showing. Uncle Ben injected the drug EXPAR34C into my vein and my vital signs responded quickly. Mr. Jackson and Derek rode in the ambulance with me, so they met my dad and uncle. My blood pressure dropped to 110 over 75, and Uncle Ben wept with joy.
"We got him stabilized now, Tom" he said to his brother. "Let's get him to Abe now."
I remember regaining consciousness for a few moments and thought I was dreaming. I saw my dad weeping alongside Uncle Ben, and dad was hugging Derek. I knew it must have been a dream, but the sounds of the helicopter blades seemed very real to me. I started having convulsions again, and felt the needle from Uncle Ben bring peace to my body.
Many things happened in the days that followed my birthday party. I was put in a coma by Dr. Frankenstein, as I liked to call him. He kept me in a coma until the body measurements he was constantly taking showed my growth had stopped. Derek had wanted to ride the chopper with me, but Mr. Jackson told him that it was not allowed for legal reasons, and took Derek back to Camp Eagle. Matt offered to drive Derek to Ann Arbor to be with me. When I finally woke up from the coma, my body ached, my head hurt, and I was extremely weak. I was still restrained, and the room seemed to be spinning as I opened my eyes to see my parents.
"Time to wake up, sleepy head" dad said.
"How's my baby feeling?" mom asked.
I hated her to call me baby, but I tried to smile and focus my eyes. I felt my stomach rolling and turned to hurl, but nothing came out. I couldn't talk because my throat was very sore from the life support system I had been on.
"There's someone here to see you" dad told me.
I saw Derek's face and the tears started flowing out of me. He leaned over and kissed my forehead, and told me that he was glad I was alive. I didn't know at the time, but dad sensed that there was a very special bond between us. Dr. Frankenstein moved into my range of sight, and asked me to describe how my body felt.
All I could say was "Okay" with my raspy voice.
He got me some warm liquid that seemed to soothe my throat so that I was able to talk.
"I know it is hard for you to talk right now" Dr. Frankenstein said, but I need you to tell me exactly how you feel. Don't lie to me. I'm very upset with you, young man."
His voice sounded pissed, but his eyes showed genuine concern. I decided to cut the crap and told him the truth.
"My body aches all over, but above my knees is the worse. My head hurts so bad I can't focus my eyes. I feel like I want to throw up, but nothing comes out. And I want to beat off."
The last comment made everyone but mom laugh.
"He's gong to be okay" Dr. Finkelstein said. "When he starts to joke around, I know he is through the worst of it."
Dad leaned over the bed and brushed the hair away from my face and asked, "How does it feel to be five feet four inches tall, Bug?"
"Five feet, four inches? I questioned.
"If the doctor's measurements are as accurate as before, that is your new height, a gain of 4 1/2 inches!" dad said.
"Did my dick grow that much too?"
Again everyone but mom laughed.
"That's not a bone, Brad" Dr. Finkelstein said.
"Then why do they call it a boner when it is hard, Dr. Frankenstein?" I asked.
The door opened, and my eyes focused on two bright faces that I loved.
"Tommy!"
"Kevin!"
"Sup, dude? You done wasting time in this rat hole and ready to go home?" Tommy asked.
I looked at Derek, and tried to introduce him to my cousins, but he told me he had already met them. Dad told me that Derek had been there with me everyday for the past 2 1/2 weeks. Derek had been staying at a hotel with mom and dad ever since Matt got him to Ann Arbor.
"2 1/2 weeks!" I cried hoarsely.
"That's how long you have been here" my favorite doctor said.
"Now I want all of you to leave except Brad and his parents, so that I can talk to them in private.
I knew I was going to get a real ass chewing for breaking a promise to Dr. Frankenstein. I wanted to have him remove the restraints and catheter, but he refused, saying that he needed my attention for what he was going to say.
"You broke a promise to me" he said, as the room cleared of everyone but mom and dad. "You had promised to call your parents or me as soon as the milk craving began, but you didn't."
I tried to make excuses, but he was not buying my bullshit. I finally told the truth and said that I didn't want to leave the camp and Derek. Dad's eyes, blinked, as his mind started piecing things together. "What happened at that camp between Derek and Brad to make him break a promise that could have ended his life?" dad thought silently. I saw dad flinch, and regretted saying that I wanted to stay with Derek.
The doctor continued reaming me for creating a crisis that could have been prevented or at least reduced in severity if I had lived up to my promise to him. I gave in and took the lecture. Dr. Finkelstein then showed me and my parents a graph that showed my last six growth episodes, along with four other boys with the same disorder. My numbers were at least four times higher than theirs.
"Look, Brad, if this trend continues, you will not live through the next episode. If I extend the trend line, it will reach a growth spurt of over 7 inches, and you will die for sure with or without my help. Your case is far different from any others on record. I don't want to lose my favorite young man."
I focused on his eyes, and saw the concern he had for me. I felt like shit for not living up to my end of the promise.
"I'm sorry, doc" was all I could say.
"That's not good enough for me" he said. "Now I want to talk to Brad alone."
Mom and dad left the room, as I again asked him to remove the restraints. He started to, but stopped and told me "You were delirious when you got here, but you said some things that I want you to be aware of. You mumbled things that indicated to me that you had sex with Derek at that camp."
Now it was my turn to be shocked. "What had I said? Did the doctor know the truth about camp?"
His voice softened. "Brad, you are very special to me. If I ever had a son, I would want him to be just like you. I won't ask you to tell me if you had sex with Derek or not, but just listen to me. It is illegal for him to do anything sexual with a young guy who is 12. He could go to jail for a long time. I can see that you love him, and I can accept that. But you have to promise me that the first craving of milk, you will get your parents or call me yourself. I will never betray your trust in me by telling anyone what you said when you were sedated, but you have to live up to our agreement."
"I love him doc" I said.
"I know. In a way I am envious, as I have never taken the time from my job and research to love anyone the way you seem to love him" he said.
He removed my restraints, and moved to the door to allow my family to enter the room. Derek stayed outside the room, and I called to him to come in. Dad put his arm around Derek and told him he was now part of the family, since his fast actions saved my life. The doctor said I could go home in a few days, as soon as the pain had subsided. I still had an I. V. with pain killer with a button I could push when I needed the drug. My hospital stay ended three days later, when I was allowed to go home with some very stringent restrictions on any physical activity until my next checkup. Derek stayed until I went home, and then he returned to his home in Saginaw. He gave me his home telephone number and his beeper and told me that anytime I needed him, he would be there for me. I remember kissing him goodbye, wondering if I would ever see him again.
To be continued in Chapter 7.
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