The Society Boys

The Society Boys By Connor Matthews

Chapter 40 -- An Unexpected Trip

Brody had come over to work out and swim for a bit and once we were done, he asked if Cole was home as he could really use a massage. I think Cole definitely had a career in massage therapy or possible as a male prostitute.

"Sorry, he's out with Kyle for a while, but I can give you one. I'm not as good as Cole, but I've learned enough to hopefully make you feel good." I was just excited at the possibility of getting my hands on him. I held my breath waiting for his answer.

"Sure, that would be awesome." He said smiling.

"Well, let's go upstairs and I can do it on the bed. I find it more comfortable there anyway." We went upstairs in our wet shorts and Brody quickly stripped and placed the towel over him as he lay face down on the bed. I got the baby oil to use on him and got out of my wet clothes and put on some dry underwear. I massaged Brody as Cole had done so many times to me. Starting at his neck, back and arms, before moving to his legs and feet; I took my time and really pressed into his muscles. I wanted to remember every inch of his body. I eventually got to his ass cheeks. They were firm and tight and I think I spent way too much time on them. I almost kissed them several times and had to remind myself that he was a straight boy and not a fuck buddy. I finally put the towel back over him and he turned over so I could massage his front starting with his chest. Cole had been successful at giving Brody a hand job and I had every intention of doing the same thing. I worked his entire body before finally removing the towel to oil up his fully erect penis. I poured the oil on it and then shaking like a leaf, I grabbed it. Brody put a pillow over his head so he wouldn't have to watch a guy jack him off, but that was okay by me. As I slowly stroked his cock, my own was throbbing in my underwear so hard that I thought it might burst out like a football team running through those paper banners. I quickly removed my shorts to free it and stroked myself along with Brody. I straddled him and put our cocks together, grabbing both of them with one hand separating them with only a finger.

"What are you doing?" asked Brody quietly from under the pillow.

"Just relax and enjoy. Cole may know how to give massages and hand jobs, but I'm an expert at the happy ending. Don't worry, this is just between us, but I'm sure you'll like it a hundred times more than you have before." I continued to jack both our cocks. Brody was squirming and moaning in pleasure as I did it. I wasn't sure when I'd get another opportunity, so I backed down and sat on the lower part of his leg. I lowered my face to his cock and held my breath as my heart was racing with nerves. I continued to stroke up and down his nice shaft and several times I got my face so close to it, I could smell the chlorine and baby oil on him. Then I finally went for it. I took his shaft into my mouth and sucked him all the way into my mouth. He jumped slightly and I hoped he wasn't going to buck me off, pummel me and leave.

"I dunno about this," he said without any real conviction.

"Relax Brody. If you don't like it, we'll never do it again or even talk about it. Just let it happen." With that, he shut up giving me unspoken permission to continue. I moved his legs apart and sat between them as I worked his shaft with my mouth, tongue and hands. I played with his balls all the way back to the crack of his ass and sucked him deep, using lots of suction and tongue. He was bucking all over the bed. I needed him to understand why guys like getting head from guys. He couldn't hold on any longer and warned me that he was about to cum. I pressed him hard against the bed and sucked his cock faster. His juice jetted into my mouth and I took it as fast as he was giving it. I wondered if jock jizz was higher in protein and vitamins than other sperm. I stopped sucking him and once I took his cock out of my mouth, I squeezed the shaft starting at the base and pulled towards the head to make sure he was fully drained. A few drips of cum came out and I quickly took care of that. With a gay guy, I would have scooted back up and jerked off all over him, but I figure Brody wasn't ready for that. I quickly got off the bed, jumped back into my shorts and tried to stuff my dick back in them. I put the towel back over Brody to cover him up. He removed the pillow and put it aside.

"So hopefully that massage was close to what Cole can do." I said smiling at him.

"Yeah, it was awesome. But you'll keep that between us right?" He said looking at me.

"Keep what between us. I only remember working out and swimming." I grinned. He sat up and wrapped the towel around himself as he headed into the shower. I ran downstairs to get his clothes from the Activity room and left them in the bathroom for him. He came out all clean and dressed.

"See you next time." He said as we walked down the stairs. "And thanks for the massage too. You're actually amazing at it." He gave me a big knowing smile as he walked out the door. I almost slammed it shut and raced back to the bedroom to jerk off while the smell of him was still in the air. I shot a big hard load all over myself. I finally had done Brody. Where's my belt? I need to add another notch to it.

Cole and I were curled up on the couch together watching a movie; half asleep when the phone rang shaking up both wide awake. The caller I.D. said it was Colin. I brightened up immediately.

"Hey babe! Howz Germany?" I asked as I answered it.

"Justin? This is Carter Worthington. I'm Colin's brother," said the unfamiliar voice at the other end.

"Oh hey, Carter. Nice to talk to you finally. Colin talks about you all the time." I said, although surprised it wasn't Colin.

"Justin, there's been an accident. Colin's plane crashed over France." He said stopping all pleasantries. I sat up immediately my heart pounding.

"Is Colin ok?" I asked barely able to breathe. Cole stared at me frowning as he wondered what was happening.

"He's in pretty bad shape. They've flown him to Paris, but I think you better get here as fast as you can. He's in critical condition and they're rushing him to surgery at the moment."

I almost dropped the phone. "Oh God. Is he going to be alright? Please don't let him die." I said starting to cry. Cole stood up and yelled for Kyle, then sat down and put his arm around me.

"I've arranged a plane for you at the airport and a driver will meet you at Charles de Gaulle in Paris and bring you here. I'm sorry we have to meet under these circumstances but I'll see you when you get here. Are you gonna be okay?"

"I dunno. I'll leave immediately though and be there as soon as I can." I said openly sobbing as I said it. Tears were streaming down my face.

"Hurry." He said and hung up. I dropped the phone and turned to hug Cole, tears pouring out of my face. Kyle was now standing in front of us.

"What happened?" He asked confused.

"Colin's plane crashed in France. They're not sure he's gonna make it. I have to go to Paris. His brother told me to hurry."

"Oh my God. Shit, I'm so sorry, Justin," Cole said. Kyle sat down and picked up my phone to call Jason. I heard him tell the story. He handed me the phone.

"Bro, I'm coming with you. You shouldn't be alone for this. I'll leave now and be there in 40 minutes. We can go to airport from your place. Hang on ok? I'm on my way." I didn't even try to argue with him. I just nodded and handed the phone back to Kyle.

"We'll help him pack and stuff."

"I need to go get some money too," I said after they hung up.

"Cole, I'll grab the suitcase and pack some clothes if you go with him to the bank." Said Kyle taking charge.

Cole drove me to the bank where I withdrew money and had the teller sell me some Euros, as I didn't know how easy it would be to change Canadian dollars in Paris. I also took some money out for Kyle so that he could run the house in case I was there a long time.

Upon getting home, I went upstairs where Kyle had clothes laid out on the bed. I put them into the suitcase, not really paying attention to what he had selected, but knowing Kyle it would be fashionable. He even had my Ipod and computer in my daypack. He had pretty much thought of everything. I got the passport out of the safe and was just finishing packing when Jason ran into the room. He hugged me tight.

"I'm so sorry. What can I do?" He said as he held me.

"I think Kyle did most of it," I told him. Jason quickly checked everything over again, which made sense since I really was in a fog. It seemed like I was hovering around the room looking down at us instead of participating.

"Do we need to call the airline to book a ticket or something? When's the next flight?" Jason asked.

"No, Carter arranged a plane and said just to go to the airport and there's one waiting for us. I know where to go." I said quietly.

I handed Kyle a stack of cash and told him that it was for whatever he needed and if I was going to be gone long I'd arrange for more. He counted it because I really hadn't.

"Justin, this is like 5 thousand dollars." He said concerned that I maybe had given him too much.

"That's ok. You need food and things and God knows what else will come up in the house. You have our phone numbers and Alex's is just call away if you need something. Even my parents can help if you need someone older. Cole, would you stay here until we get back?"

"Sure. Of course."

The boys drove Jason and I to the South Terminal where the plane was waiting. A pilot met us took us out to the plane where we settled in for takeoff. It was going to be a long flight and after the hostess had given us a drink, she suggested that we could take a nap in the bedroom if we wanted. As upset and depressed as I was I really found it fascinating that we had a bedroom on a plane. Jason and I went and lay down on top of the covers kicking off our shoes. I curled up against him and hugged tight. I was so scared and freaked out that Colin might not make it. The only thing going through my head was that he was in surgery and may not come through it; and by the time I got there he'd be dead. Jason assured me that everything would be alright.

"Colin's tough, Justin. He'll make it. Don't worry. There's nothing we can do here anyway. We should get some sleep as it's probably going to be a long day when we get there." He stroked my hair and kept hugging me.

"Shit! I forgot to tell Alex." I said as I went to get up.

"I'll call him," said Jason taking my phone. He could have used his own but if they still weren't talking Alex may not take the call.

"Alex, its Jason, I just needed to call you to tell you that Justin and I had to rush off to Paris for a while. Colin's been in a plane crash," he explained. After a short pause he continued. "No, we're not sure. They said he's in surgery and in critical condition. We'll call you when we get there." There was another pause.

"I'd like that too. I really miss you. I gotta get back to Justin, but I'll call you from Paris." He hung up and turned his attention back to me. He just stayed against me as we fell asleep. I woke up a few times throughout the flight, but basically just slept. A much better way to travel than being packed in with all the other passengers; being interrupted every few minutes to ask if I need peanuts or a drink or would I like the chicken or fish. The only time we were interrupted was when the flight attendant told us we needed to return to the main cabin for landing. We splashed some water on our faces, used the bathroom and buckled in. She told us that the driver would be waiting for us once we cleared customs.

We landed and taxied to the private plane area. Customs was a lot faster than going through the main terminal. This is definitely the way to travel. We headed out and a man was holding a card with my name on it.

"I'm Justin," I said as we went up to him.

"Mr. Masters, may I take your bags sir?" He said in broken English. He sounded like someone from Quebec.

"No, we're okay," I told him. We only had one suitcase and our daypacks, so it seemed silly to hand them to him. After all we were much younger and it wouldn't be right; although he did take them to put in the limousine. He took us to the American Hospital in Paris which was a private facility. Although my heart was racing a hundred miles an hour in worry, I couldn't help but be fascinated by the sights we were passing. As we got close to the hospital I even saw the Eiffel Tower and pointed it out to Jason. What a strange mix of emotions. I'm in the most romantic city on earth, supposedly, and all I can think about is that my boyfriend may already be dead. The car pulled up at the main doors and before the driver could get out, the car door opened and I was looking into the face of an older Colin. There was no doubt this was Carter. He was 9 years older but had the same beautiful features of my boyfriend. I got out and he put his hand out to greet me.

"Justin? I'm Carter. Pleased to meet you finally, although I wish it could be under better circumstances." He even sounded like Colin.

Jason stepped out and it was a bit of a humorous moment in the middle of my sadness, as Carter looked at him as if he were having déjà vu. "Carter, this is my brother Jason. He came along for support."

"Hi Jason, nice to meet you too. Wow, Colin said you were a twin, but you two really are identical. I may have to get you name tags." He took us inside and told us that the driver would take the luggage to the hotel he had booked us into.

"Colin is in recovery and the surgeon said it went well. We just have to wait until he wakes up now." Carter explained as he took us to a private room. It looked more like a hotel suite than a hospital. I recognized the woman in the chair as Margaret, Colin's mother, so I assumed the man with her had to be Mr. Worthington. They both stood as we entered the room.

"Mrs. Worthington. Nice to see you again, although not under these circumstances," she hugged me. Jason also said hi to her.

"Boys, this is my husband Ethan. Honey this is Justin and Jason, although I'm sorry fellas, I have no idea which of you is which."

"I'm Justin and this is Jason," I said introducing ourselves and shaking his hand.

"So you're the boyfriend?" He said looking at me and smiling.

"Yes sir," I said politely hoping that was okay. He looked me over and sat down.

"Please have a seat guys. Can we get you some food or drink or anything? I understand you slept most of the way. You must be starving," said Carter.

Wow, nothing gets passed these guys. "I'm fine. I'm too nervous to eat at the moment."

"I could use a drink," said Jason offering to go with Carter to get something. Mr. & Mrs. Worthington asked me about the flight and if everything was satisfactory. I told them it was the best plane ride I'd ever had and that everyone has been really nice so far.

"Don't get used to that. You're in Paris after all. If you think Americans are rude, wait till you meet the Parisians. They make Americans look like Canadians," said Mr. Worthington smiling and trying to throw some levity at me. I stared at the empty hospital bed and wished it was Colin I was looking at. I felt so helpless knowing that all I could do was sit there. I made small talk with Colin's parents and I couldn't help but notice how handsome Mr. Worthington was. Wow, first looking at Carter, then at Ethan, I could see how Colin was going to age. I hoped I looked half that good at his age. Maybe that's what a few billion dollars buys you.

Jason and Carter returned with snacks and drinks. He handed me water; which I drank quickly, not even realizing I was thirsty. The next few hours dragged by and I had to walk around a bit to stretch. Eventually they brought Colin into the room and I almost cried again. He was bandaged up with lots of cuts and bruises. The doctor explained that he had woken up briefly and all indications were that he was going to be okay, but they would monitor him constantly for the next 48 hours in case he had a relapse. They transferred him to the main bed and raised it up slightly to make him comfortable. He was hooked to a few machines as well as I.V's. I had no doubt that he also had one of those handy catheters in him that I had when I was in hospital. They said that he had a broken leg and arm, fractured collar bone and had multiple lacerations and some internal bleeding which the surgery had corrected. He had lost a lot of blood, but they were hopeful that they had got to him on time so that there was no permanent damage. His father asked how long it would be until we knew for sure if he was going to be okay, but the doctor said that it was just one day at a time.

"Margaret, honey why don't you take the boys back to the hotel and get them set up. I'll stay here until he wakes up," said Mr. Worthington.

"I'm staying too, if that would be okay Mr. Worthington," I said almost insistently.

"Please call me Ethan, and of course. You're staying at the Sofitel on Cours Michelet and anytime you want to go there to freshen up, there will be a driver downstairs to take you."

Carter, Margaret and Jason left for the hotel and I pulled a chair up next to Colin. I held his hand and stared at him trying to will him to wake up. Ethan said he was going to get a coffee and would be right back. I took the opportunity to talk to Colin hoping that he could hear me.

"Baby, its Justin. You're in Paris and I'm here for you when you wake up. I'll stay here forever if I have to. Just be okay, alright. I'm glad you're alive sweetie and just get better because we've only begun to start our lives. There is so much for us to do yet." Tears were streaming down my face and I was trying hard to not let him hear it in my voice. "I love you, Colin." I squeezed his hand and dropped my head to kiss it.

Ethan returned and we sat talking about pretty much anything except Colin's condition. He asked me about Vancouver and our new home and told me about some of the things that he did. He was an interesting person and I could see where Colin got, not only his looks, but his charm as well. I fell asleep a couple of times sitting next to Colin; and only left to pee and get something to drink.

Jason came back a few hours later looking refreshed and brighter. He sat on the arm of the chair and put his arm around me. "You should go get some sleep for a bit bro, or at least have a shower to freshen up."

"I'm not leaving until he wakes up," I said defiantly. "He needs to see me when he wakes up so that he knows I'm here for him. He could wake up any minute."

"Not to be an ass, but it could also be several days while his body tries to heal itself. You won't be any good to him if you're exhausted when he does wake up. The hotel is only 10 minutes from here and the car is downstairs. Go have a shower and a nap and come back in a couple hours. I promise to call you if anything happens. I also called Alex and told him that we arrived. He said to say hi and that everyone is pulling for Colin."

I smiled and thanked him. After having been in the hospital for over 12 hours, Ethan insisted we leave the next shift to Margaret and Carter who had returned. I tried to argue but everyone said that they could only handle one sick person at a time, so I needed to leave or they would have me tranquilized and taken to the hotel unconscious. I knew they were right. We headed back to the hotel with Mr. Worthington and Jason showed me to our room. It was a suite with two queen size beds and a living room. It was huge and on any other trip I would have been impressed. I took a long hot shower which washed away all my tension and aches and pains; I almost didn't want to come out. Jason even came in to check on me to make sure I was alright. I dried off and wrapped in one of the nice fluffy robes they give you.

Before going to bed I called the house and talked to Kyle and Cole and filled them in. "We're staying at the Sofitel Hotel on Coors Michelob" I told him erroneously.

"Cours Michelet," corrected Jason.

"Whatever, just Google it and you'll find the phone number if you need us and can't reach us on the cell. Alex can help if you need him also."

"He's here now," said Kyle. "He's gonna stay in your room for a few days until we know that Colin is okay," he told me. Alex got on the phone and we chatted for a bit. The concern in his voice was obvious, not only for Colin, but for me as well. I had such good friends that I was thankful for. I said goodbye and got into bed making sure all the phones were close by in case anyone called. Jason got into bed and curled up against me. I slept for more than 10 hours, but when I woke up I was ready to go.

Jason and I had some food and went back to the hotel, taking coffees for everyone. It was just Carter, so we relieved him and sent him to get some sleep. The five of us rotated over the next three days waiting for something to change. It wasn't until the fourth day, than Colin moved his hand, almost scaring the shit out of me as I held it.

"Jason, Ethan. He just moved his hand. Colin, it's me baby. It's Justin. I'm here for you. Open your eyes sweetie. Ethan stood on the other side and touched Colin's face where there were no injuries.

"Son, its Dad. We're all here for you."

"Justin and your mom and brother are also here for you, baby." I said as I gripped his hand. He moved his fingers again and wrapped them around mine. Ethan told Jason to go get the nurse. He raced off as if he'd been fired from a cannon. The nurse and a doctor returned quickly and we moved to make room for them, although I didn't let go of his hand at all.

"Colin. Can you hear me? Colin!" said the doctor open his eyelids and waving a light at him.

"Where am I?" He said speaking in a hoarse whisper. I almost cheered.

"In the hospital in Paris. You had an accident. Do you remember anything?"

"Plane crash?" He asked trying to remember.

"Correct."

"Am I alive?" He said groggily. His eyes were now partially open and the nurse put a small wet sponge on a stick to his mouth to give him some moisture. He sucked on it and she did it a couple more times. He looked at me and smiled. "Hi Honey."

I grinned as he said it and I was trying hard not to cry like a little girl. He gripped my hand and I squeezed back gently.

"Welcome back." I said.

"How long have I been out?" He asked looking at us.

I looked at the doctor to make sure it was okay to tell him. He answered for me. "Four days."

Colin looked exhausted for someone that had slept so much. He didn't reply to the information; just looked around the room. Ethan had called his wife and Carter with the news, so I knew they would only be minutes away. "Hi Dad."

"Hey Son," he grinned as he got into Colin's line of sight. "Good to see you awake."

"Damn, I must be bad if you're just hanging around waiting for me to wake up," he said weakly.

"I wouldn't worry about that. I'm just glad your back with us, but you're gonna need lots of rest. Your Mom is here too, she'll just be a minute or so." As he said it I saw Carter and Margaret coming down the hall. They were almost sprinting. The entered the room and she began to cry as she went to the far side of the bed and kissed him on the cheek. Why hadn't I thought of that?

"Hi honey. Glad to see you're awake."

"Hey bro. Welcome back," said Carter making sure that Colin could see him. I felt like maybe this was a bit of a family moment, so I let Colin's hand go and backed out of the room for a minute. Jason came with me. I started to cry and he hugged me. This time my tears were more of relief than fear, but they were almost uncontrollable. Jason just held me and rubbed my back.

When Carter came out to see where I was, he asked if I was okay. I explained that I was just relieved and wanted to give them some time.

"Colin's asking for you."

I went back in and he immediately flashed me a huge smile. Even though he looked terrible, the smile was enough to warm me up considerably. He held his hand out and I took it.

"You scared me, you know." I told him. "I thought I might lose you and I hadn't told you how much I loved you before you left."

"I love you too and I'm happy that you're here." He pulled his hand up a bit as if to pull me closer. I leaned in to his face and looked directly into his bright blue eyes. Despite the injuries, his spark was still there and I knew he'd be alright, although there was a long road ahead. The Worthington's all left the room along with Jason. I guess it was my time for privacy.

I began to cry as touched his chest gently. I was scared to hug him as I wasn't sure how bad all his injuries were. Each time they came to check on him, they had pulled the curtain around him, so I really had no idea how bad things might actually be.

"Aww baby, don't cry. I'm gonna be alright. Am I still cute enough to get a kiss?" he asked smiling at me. I looked at his lips and they looked uninjured, so I leaned in to kiss him. He was obviously sore as I saw him flinch, but he kissed me back passionately. I didn't force my tongue in his mouth, but he did open enough so that we would at least French kiss a bit. Or maybe in France, they just call it kissing. He asked a few questions about things and I filled him in with what I knew.

"Your plane had some sort of malfunction and crashed just before Paris. I guess somehow the pilot managed to get it slow and low enough that the crash was survivable." I stopped short of telling him that he was actually the only one that survived. Everyone else had died on impact.

"I'm hungry." He said suddenly.

"Okay, hang on I'll see if I can get you something." That was a good sign, I thought. I poked my head out of the door.

"He's asking for something to eat. Can we someone?"

Carter headed off to find out, and the rest of the group came in the room with me when they realized my private moment was over for now. He was given something to eat and then fell asleep again. This time it was easier to leave for a bit. Margaret and Carter stayed and the rest of us left.

Over the next three days we rotated so that he was never left alone in case he woke up needing something. Ethan had to return to the States and after the end of the next week when Colin was stable, Margaret also headed home. Colin was a lot more energetic, although he wasn't getting out of bed yet. The first time I saw him without the sheets over his chest, I almost cried again. He had a scar to the left of his belly button, where I assumed they had gone in to do surgery. I half expected it to be worse, but the doctor assured me that it would heal nicely and if he wanted, plastic surgery could make it all but invisible. He was pretty banged up though. He looked 10 times worse than when I had been beaten up, so now I knew how they all felt when they had seen me.

He was a lot more talkative now and we had the TV in his room to watch movies, which fortunately had many English channels, but I also downloaded lots on my computer. I still hadn't seen anything of Paris but really didn't want to at this point. Jason had taken a little time to see some stuff though as he wanted to give us some alone time. The Worthington's had told him to use the driver for anything he wanted to do, so he did. I was happy not to have to entertain him as well.

Alex called and said he had arranged with the principal and teachers for Jason and I to be able to get our assignments, and do our homework online and through email. The principal had also agreed that if we weren't back in time for final exams that he would arrange for the tests to be sent to a French school where we could sit them in front of a teacher here. I was stunned that they would do all this for us, but happy. Colin insisted that if he wasn't able to go home by the time our graduation came up, that we were to go home and graduate with our class. I tried to argue, but he wouldn't hear of me staying.

Colin was being given therapy to make sure he had some mobility and didn't get bed sores. They also sat him up a lot and on a few occasions got him up into a chair. They eventually took the catheter out of his dick which would force him to go to the bathroom, which I helped him with a few times. I was okay helping him pee, but I wasn't really into helping him shit and then having to wipe his ass. For that he was on his own or with a nurse. There were a couple of really hot male nurses who were usually the ones to give Colin sponge baths and shave him and change dressings, etc. Normally they did the stuff behind the curtain, but Colin finally told them that I could stay. I even assisted which made it much easier for them. One male nurse, Philippe, was really cute, and French! There were a few times where he would bend over to move Colin into another position and his shirt would lift up. I could see skin and the top of his butt crack as well as underwear. I hadn't beat off or had sex the whole time I'd been there, so every time I saw his skin, I wanted to drop his hospital pants and go to work on him. I'd be happy to give Philippe a sponge bath too if he wanted one. I think the nurse took a liking to us too as he was in our room a lot more than any of the others. He never failed to brush against me as he worked on Colin. He frequently stopped in after his shifts to make a point of saying goodbye. He looked even cuter in his regular street clothes and had some seriously awesome fashion sense. He was a sister for sure, at least in my mind. But then in my mind every cute guy was gay.

Jason and I were regularly doing our homework in the hospital room together and Colin was helping as he said it helped keep his mind active. We submitted homework each night when we got back to the hotel, and so far we were keeping up.

We received emails while we away as to which pledges had been accepted. TJ was now my pledge but Josh has been declined as Jason's. We found out after calling home that Kyle and Aaron had also been selected. Brandon would get a chance to take another test and hopefully enter the Society. I told Jason he could share TJ as my pledge.

At the end of the third week Carter and I were in the room talking with Colin when they suddenly changed the subject.

"Justin; Colin and I decided something over the past little while, even before he had this accident, and we have something to discuss with you." It sounded important so I gave them my full attention. "We think you should help Colin run the `Q'."

"Cool." I said quite in favour of offering my ideas to him. After all, I'd already made one great change.

"I don't think you understand what we're asking. While I have stepped out and let Colin run it completely as C.E.O., he needs someone by his side to help with the running of the entire operation. We want to make you the C.O.O."

"Coo? What's a Coo?" I asked not sure what those letters meant.

"Chief Operating Officer. You take over the operation at the administration level listening to new ideas, helping to shape the future of the `Q', etc. with Colin by your side. Basically you'd be number two in the organization."

"How would I explain that to Jason or Alex?" I asked somewhat shocked at what they were proposing, especially since I'd already turned down the offer of being and Executive Member, which was way lower down than this.

"Well, that's the beauty of it. Just like Colin, you could stay a regular member and the only ones that know you were anything else would be the High Council, but they would never let on or treat you different; except at meetings when you would be in charge. The only downside is that you'd have to keep it a secret from Jason and Alex, unless you wanted to promote them into the High Council once you've seen how everything runs." Explained Carter

"You're kidding? You want me to be on the High Council with you." I asked stupefied.

"We want you to run the High Council. You belong at Colin's side and he's gonna need a lot of help especially in the next little while as he recovers.

"So this would just be a temporary thing until you get better?" I asked Colin.

"No baby, I want you to help me run the `Q'. You and I together always. Sometimes the Presidents don't always tell me things because I own the Society, but they'll tell you so that you can consider changes."

"Like a spy?" I said grinning. "Masters, Jason Masters. I like my boys shaken not stirred." Then in my best Sean Connery accent, I said "Moneypenny, please have the Russian blonde shaved, lubed, and on the yacht by sundown." They all laughed and it was good to have some fun for a while.

"Can I think about it for a bit? That's really a lot to take in all at once, but it sounds like something I'd want to do."

"Would it help if we told you that you actually get paid for doing it?" Asked Colin.

"No, not really. But just out of curiosity, how much does it pay?" I asked. Since I'd never actually had a job before I had no idea how much one of these types of positions would pay.

"Well, we were thinking of maybe $500,000 a year and bonus of 1/2% of the money we make from the funds raised. Last year we made over a billion dollars for charities, so we kept 100 million in the Society, which means you would have got half a million dollars."

"What? Seriously?"

"Is that not enough?" asked Carter genuinely worried that he'd insulted me. I laughed.

"Dude, I was thinking like at the most it would be like $100,000 which would be a good salary."

"Told you he was cute. Didn't I?" said Colin grinning at me. "Baby, just think what you could do with that kind of money. Not to mention, you could steer the clubs to help raise money for causes you thought were important to the gay community."

I was truly blown away. I had no idea what to say. I also had no real idea of the power of the Q' but I was about to find out; as I officially accepted the position as Chief Operating Officer of the Q'. I stopped short of asking for a crown and sceptre though. Now whose Spartacus bitches?!

After another week of hanging around the hospital things were starting to look up. They decided that Colin was well enough to leave but not well enough to travel yet. They said that he might be okay to fly back to Vancouver in another week or so, as long as there were no complications. Philippe said he would stop by daily to make sure Colin was okay as part of his ongoing care. I didn't know if that was part of the private hospital thing or just Philippe being friendly. We took Colin back to the hotel where Carter said they had a room for him, but I insisted that he stay in our room. We got Carter a key so he could come and go when needed to check on his brother. With the compression strap around his collarbone and the cast on his lower leg and forearm, showers were still difficult for him, but wrapping the casts in plastic and sealing it with duct tape, gave me the first opportunity to give him a proper scrub. We were allowed to take the collarbone strap off as long as we held him from moving around while he was showered.

"I feel kinda gross not having showered for so long." Said Colin as the water ran over him. Jason held his arm steady to avoid getting wetter than necessary and I was careful to aim the spray so it wasn't blasting directly on his leg either. "Would you shave my pubes and stuff so that I feel human again?"

I was more than happy to oblige and it was nice to see his dick get hard as I did it.

"Looks like you two will be back to having sex in no time" said Jason as he watched Colin react to the shaving.

"I hope so." I grinned as I finished up and dried him off. Colin went back to bed to rest. The cute nurse, Philippe, arrived to check on him and make sure he was ok.

"Why don't you guys fuck off for a bit and go check out Paris?" said Colin to me. "Justin you've been here more than a month and haven't seen anything. Go see the Eiffel Tower, Les Champ Elysees and the Louvre."

"I'm not going to leave you alone." I replied as if he were stupid for even suggesting it.

"I'll hardly be alone, Philippe is here and Carter is also around."

"I will stay with him until you get back." Said Philippe in his cute accent. I was almost jealous leaving Colin alone with him. Mainly because I would have liked to be in bed while Philippe looked after me. I reluctantly agreed, but after getting out in the car and seeing the sights, I was happy I did.

Riding to the top of the Eiffel tower was great, although at the very top it was really crowded. I took tons of pictures and even asked someone to take a picture of Jason and I together. It was almost surreal to go up the tower and what a view. The Louvre was another great site. I didn't get to do the whole thing as it's huge, but I got to see the Mona Lisa. I thought the painting would be way bigger and was quite shocked at how truly small it is. Jason thought that Leonardo Dicaprio painted it, which caused me to have a fit of giggles for the better part of half an hour. Like all these museums they have lots of statues missing arms and penises. The thing that really looked out of place was the giant glass pyramid at the entrance. It just didn't seem to fit the old world look of the rest of the museum. What the hell were they thinking? I ate at McDonald's on Les Champ Elysees and saw the Arc de Triomphe. So all in all it was a good day.

Once Colin was better, I wanted to come back here for a vacation and explore more of it. Once we got back, Philippe was still with Colin and they looked like long lost buddies. He was so cute I began to wonder what he looked like naked. I shook my head and refocused on my boyfriend. That wouldn't be fair for Jason and I to spit roast Philippe on our bed in front of Colin, especially when he couldn't join in. How mean would that be. Philippe offered to come back tomorrow to give Colin a shower, which he readily accepted before I could say that we were ok.

"Looks like we have our finals in two days at a High School called `Lycee Janson de Sailly.' We have to be there at 9am and have one test in the morning and another in the afternoon. Then the final two are the next day." Said Jason as he checked his emails. We sent the message back to say that we got the schedule and we'd be there. Now it was time to study, and study we did. We Skyped with Alex so we could study with him too. Even Colin got involved when we quizzed each other on stuff.

"I'll take foreign revolutions for $500 Alex!" I giggled as we studied history.

"Famous for burning the American White House to the ground, this revolution was the only one where a foreign power took over the Capitol of the United States."

"What is the war of 1812?" I answered buzzing in before Jason. I giggled. I only know this one because the Americans tried to get land from Canada and the Royal Navy came to our help and burned the US Capitol to the ground. We still celebrate that victory today. We really gotta let it go. Nothing like being a sore winner. I can't wait for next year's party.

The next day, Philippe returned as promised. I went with them into the bathroom, and after we got Colin's clothes off; we taped him up for a shower. Philippe started the water and got it to the right temperature. Then to my surprised, and of course delight, he stripped before helping Colin into the water. I decided to strip as well, although it was unnecessary as I was outside the shower area. I just liked the idea of being naked near the other two. Philippe was well hung and uncut which made him look even bigger. He had shaved pubes and a super smooth body. As I watched him washing Colin, I began to get hard. It was a bit embarrassing as it probably wasn't appropriate to get turned on in this situation. Colin could see me and as a result, he was also getting hard, especially as Philippe washed his ass crack. By the time he turned him around to do his front, Colin was almost fully erect.

"Sorry, the warm water does that." Colin apologized as he looked down.

"It is okay. You are not the first guy to get erect when being given a shower or sponge bath." He said. "It is usually more frequent the longer you go without masturbation or sex." He explained almost casually.

To me, it looked like Philippe was in need of masturbation or sex himself as he was looking bigger than before. "Well, I don't think he's healed enough for sex, that's for sure." I said disappointed.

"There are still lots of things you can do together when you are in a sexual mood." He said. "He will be okay if you wanted to masturbate him or even give oral sex."

"Yeah, and it's not like your lips are hurt, so you can blow me too!" I grinned at Colin.

"I dunno baby, maybe my jaw is too sore to handle that big thing." He giggled.

I reached over and grabbed his dick as if Philippe wasn't there. "Or maybe I should just edge you and stop each time, just to let you know how crazy it's making me that I can't have sex." I laughed as I stroked him a bit.

"We'll if you keep doing that, Philippe had better get out of the way or I'm going to be blasting cum all over him. Anyway, it's not like you couldn't go have sex. I'm the one who's injured."

"That wouldn't be fair. When you're ready we'll get every gay guy we know and have a mass orgy."

"You sound more like Europeans than North Americans." Said Philippe grinning at us. "My partner and I have an open relationship like that too."

"Well, you definitely seem pretty open. I mean after all, you are naked in the shower with my erect boyfriend."

"I'm not shy about being around naked people." He grinned as he soaped up the wash cloth and began to do Colin's penis and balls. Once he had soaped him up, he put the cloth aside and rinsed him clean with his hand. Colin was rock hard and so was I.

"Guess we're not the only ones who enjoy showers." I said to Colin as I stared at Philippe who was also erect. I picked up the soapy wash cloth and ran it down Philippe's stomach to his hard cock. I ran the cloth along the length of it and down to his balls. He never stopped me, or even flinched, as he gently washed Colin's hair. I dropped the cloth and grabbed both Colin and Philippe and began to stroke them in unison.

"Oh, god I missed that." Said Colin as he moaned.

"Well, then I'll bet you really missed this." I said as I put his cock in my mouth for the first time in more than a month. I sucked him deep down my throat but proceeded gently as I didn't want to jar his body at all. Colin had his hand on the wall to steady himself but he only lasted a couple of minutes before he came gallons down my throat. I swallowed as much as I good and even as I pulled his cock out of my mouth he was still blasting cum everywhere. It was like a gusher from an oil well. Some of it splashed onto Philippe's dick and without even thinking, I licked it off as I held him by his hard cock. I realized what I had done as soon as I got the cum in my mouth, but since there hadn't been any comments; I decided that it might be unfair to leave Philippe in this condition. I took his cock into my mouth and gave him an awesome blowjob. I pulled his foreskin over the end of his dick and pushed my tongue under it to lick around the sensitive head before going all the way down his shaft; pulling his skin tight to expose the mushroom tip.

He tried to keep washing Colin but eventually put his hand on my head to concentrate on fucking my face. He didn't take long and told me he was going to cum in case I wanted to get out of the way. I was about to take my first French load. I had already had Italian cum, so now I was truly trilingual, or is that trisexual? Philippe sent his sperm jetting down my throat and I took it all. I had missed having sex and almost felt like calling Jason in to join us. I sucked every drop out of him and almost didn't want to take his cock out of my mouth, but reluctantly let it go.

Philippe finished up in the shower with Colin as he went back to being professional. He helped Colin dry and dress and then took him back into the bedroom. Philippe had just put his underwear back on, but I had redressed completely.

Jason's eyes went wide, when he saw a basically naked Philippe coming out of the shower. I wiped each side of my mouth and licked my lips as I looked at Jason. He grinned. Once Philippe had Colin back in bed and comfortable he said he would be back tomorrow.

I couldn't wait until tomorrow. We tried to reach Alex for our final day of studying but he wasn't around, so Jay and I studied hard, with Colin firing off questions that he found on the internet mock exams.

"So what are we going to do for our birthday? Asked Jason. I was so caught up in being worried about Colin, that I had forgotten all about our birthdays, which were the day after tomorrow. It was good that Jason was with me, as we had never been apart on our special day, and I hoped we never would be. The driver took me to a shopping centre so I could find something for Jay. I finally settled on a video watch. It hooks up to the internet and you could skype with it or watch movies on it. He could have video chats with anyone anywhere. How fucking cool. I bought five of them for him so that he could give one to each of us.

Jason and I had slept together since Colin moved into the room as I didn't think he was ready to have me next to him yet, especially since he was still very restless at night from being so uncomfortable. I looked forward to having him back and being able to get on with our lives. For now, I actually enjoyed sleeping with Jason. We didn't get a chance to do it much. Tomorrow was our birthday and as much as I wanted to have a toga party, I was happy that I was able to celebrate it with my brother and boyfriend. Especially with my boyfriend, as things could have turned out a whole lot different. We could always throw a party when we got home.

More to come soon. Thanks for the emails so far. outinwest@gmail.com