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Protecting David-Alex’s Story 29


We were hustled into a dark green SUV, me riding shotgun and the girl, still crying in the back. I looked back at her, she was a mess. I realized that I didn’t have a clue what to do next.

I looked at our driver in the navy blue cardigan. “What’s your name?”

“Roger.” He smiled and it looked like he understood how weird this all was. “You kinda caught me off guard with her boyfriend.” He jerked a finger in the girls direction.

I smiled at him. “It was a surprise to me too. He was just such an asshole that I couldn’t let it go.”

“That punch might have connected and then I’d be on the phone trying to explain things to your dad.”

I shook my head and grinned. “Look………..it’s not that I’m that good but he really never stood a chance. That punch was amateur night. He might as well have sent me a letter telling me he was gonna do it.”

I turned around and looked at the girl who was still sobbing and………..almost moaning. I said softly, “Do you want to go home………..I mean can you go home?”

She shook her head no violently and then gasped, “No! I can’t go near there! He’ll kill me!”

I said, “Look, right now he’s not in shape to kill anyone so if you need to get anything we should do it now.”

I looked at Roger. “We have any way of knowing what shape he’s in?”

Roger had his cell phone out and pressed three buttons. Speaking into the phone he asked, “What’s happening?”

After a few minutes he turned to me. “They’ve called an ambulance. He’s talking apparently but not making much sense.”

I turned back to the girl. “What’s your name?”

It took her three tries but finally between sobs she managed to say, “Melissa.” If anything she seemed more afraid now than she did inside.

I reached back and touched her wrist. “Melissa, no one is going to hurt you but you need to try and calm down. We need some information from you.”

She was shaking and she kept repeating in a terror filled whisper, “I can’t go back! I can’t go back! I can’t go back!”

Roger said, “She needs more than to simply not be there. She needs to talk to someone. Somebody who can really help.”

“Roger, who already knows about this………..in your organization?”

He looked reluctant to answer the question but eventually said, “Marie………and her supervisor.”

“Call Marie. We need the name of a women’s shelter, some place she can get help so she can put this into perspective………..and probably get medical care. She needs someone who really knows what they’re doing.”

Roger pressed more buttons on his cell and then spoke, apparently to Marie.

Why does this shit always seem to happen to me? All I want to be doing is going to school and making love to my boyfriend. So what is it with this little black cloud that seems to follow me around? I mean I just went in to pick up a few pairs of Levi’s.

Fuck! Where the fuck are the Levi’s?

“Roger, did you see that bag that I had from Sears?”

“I dunno. You had it when we headed back into the store.”

“Well, it’s gone now! Shit! Well, I’m not goin back in there now.”

He grinned. “You know the style and size? I’ll have someone get em for you.”

“That would be sooo great! Size thirty waist and thirty-four length…………..but, I don’t know the style. This won’t work, forget it. Well, on second thought, okay, just make em 501’s.” I really wanted something looser but I didn’t trust them to get the right thing and I could always use the 501’s.

Roger started the car and spoke into his cell phone and gave someone instructions to buy the jeans.

He glanced at me and said, “We got the name of a shelter. Seems Marie has one that she donates money to. She doesn’t think that they’re gonna have room to take Melissa but she can at least get some immediate counseling which is what I think she really needs.

I turned back and looked at the girl. “Melissa, we’re going to take you someplace where you can talk to someone.”

She seemed to be getting herself under some degree of control. “I don’t got money to pay for that.” She looked out the window hiccupped and then rubbed away tears with the backs of her hands. “I ain’t had time to find work.”

I said, “Don’t worry about that. We’ll take care of that, we just want you to be able to talk to somebody about this.”

That evening I collapsed into Larry’s arms. He was lying in the corner of the couch and I crawled between his legs and lay with my back against his chest and his arms wrapped around me.

His hand came up and lightly rubbed the side of my face while I whined. “This is all the fuck that I wanted out of this day. Is this asking too fucking much?”

He kissed my ear and murmured, “Tell me everything that happened.”

So I did. I could feel his body tense up when I told him about the guy throwing a punch and he rubbed my arms when I told him about how bad Melissa looked sitting there being yelled at and when I choked up describing the women and their kids at the shelter he buried his face against my neck.

He said softly, “Well she’s safe now. How long you figure she’ll be here?”

“Not long I don’t think. She’s only been in Denver for three weeks and she only knew the asshole for six weeks. Marie is trying to reach her parents. She said the bastard totally changed as soon as he got her here. Said he wasn’t like this at all when she met him in Des Moines.”

Larry said, “She’s never been here before?”

“No, he used to live here and talked her into moving here after only knowing him a couple of weeks. It’s almost like he deliberately moved her away from her parents. Like he planned to isolate her.”

“How badly is he hurt?”

“Concussion. And, of course, he’s gonna have a hell of a headache. He hit that wall hard.”

“Well, it’s a good thing that punch didn’t connect, I woulda killed him.”

I laughed. “You wouldn’t have had the chance. I been waiting for a chance to beat the shit outta somebody ever since the kidnapping. If he had really gotten me angry he’d have been the guy.”

“Oh c’mon! You mean you really weren’t mad at him? Besides, you coulda probably killed him with all that shit you know.”

“No, honest, Lar, I mean I thought he was a jerk and all but………..I dunno………..all that training that I’ve been through they taught me to like step away from the situation…….you know, like mentally and part of that training is not using what you know how to do unless you absolutely have to. I didn’t have to do anything, he did a great job of hurting himself.”

“I’m actually madder at him now, now that I’ve had a chance to really think about what a bastard he is and to be able to think about it without having to be prepared to fight. That make any sense? It’s like when I was there and I thought the odds were good that I might have to fight that I kinda separated myself from it, from the whole emotional aspect of it.”

He licked the back of my neck. “I like it when you call me that?” There were shivers running down to my toes.

I wasn’t sure what I had done. “What?”

“When you call me Lar. You never did that before we went to Washington. I like it.”

“You sure that I never called you that before?”

His teeth closed gently on the side of my neck. “Nope. Fuck you taste good!”

I snuggled back against his body. “You’re just horny.”

“True………..but it’s more than that.” He sighed. “So what are ya gonna do about the shelter?”

“Whadya mean?” Sometimes I think Larry can read my mind.

“You said that they were outta room and turning people away and how bad it was for the women and the kids and I can hear in your voice that you planning something. So ya gonna tell me what?”

I laid my head back against his chest and sighed. “What can I do? Money………it’s the only thing I can do. I’ll give em money.” For the millionth time I wonder about fate and how I’ve got a family with money and I have money and didn’t have to do anything for it it was all given to me. It makes me really appreciate my dads and the fact that they’re there for me and it makes me sad that there are so many people without that.

“You say it like it’s a bad thing.”

“I don’t mean it that way, it’s what they need, it just somehow feels like it’s not enough. Just seeing that, seeing how they look, knowing that they’re about out of options………I feel like I should be doing more.”

Larry kissed my ear and spoke softly. “Talk to our dads, get em all to give money. You get enough money together you’ll be helping them more than any other way. Nothing gives options like money.”

“I gotta think about it. I’ll talk to Marie tomorrow and see what she thinks.”

My stomach growled and I twisted in Larry arms and asked, “We got any dinner?”

He sat up abruptly. “You didn’t eat? Fuck we thought you would have eaten!”

He pushed me up and then climbed off of the sofa and pulled me with him. “We had chicken. C’mon, we’ll nuke some. Why didn’t you say anything? Here I’m tryin to get in your pants and you’re starving!”

I laughed. “Hey it wouldn’t hurt to ply me with a beer too. It’d probably only take one, I’m a cheap date. Actually for you I’m totally free.”

Larry pulled me into the kitchen and made me sit while he heated up left over roast chicken and mashed potatoes and joined me in a beer while we waited. He reached over and took my hand. “I wish we were taking the same classes, I really miss you during the day.”

“I miss you too…………and obviously I get in trouble when I’m on my own.”

He had scooted his chair over so that we were almost sitting in each other’s lap. He bent forward and holding my face with just the tips of his fingers kissed me. He whispered, “Once you’ve been fed you’re all mine.”

“Whadya gonna do to me?”

He grinned. “Nothing that you’d want on the front page of the newspaper but I think you’ll like it.”


When I woke up the next morning Larry was lying half on me and half off and his hardon was smearing my right thigh with precum. His face was buried in the crook of my neck and his right arm crossed my chest.

I turned my head and stuck my tongue in his ear. I couldn’t tell whether or not that actually woke him up but he began moving his whole body on top of mine. At first I figured that he might be doing that in his sleep but it became pretty obvious that he was awake but neither one of us said anything.

When his legs were between mine and his hard cock was pressing into my perineum we both turned our heads and met in a kiss. I love it when he lies on top of me like this, it really just feels so warm and secure plus I get to play with his hard body and run my hands all over him. Larry doesn’t have a body builder body where every little muscles stands out but he does have an incredibly sexy body. He’s very muscular and defined but it looks really natural like he was born that way and when he moves his muscles have a way of moving that is unbelievable.

He holds my face firmly with his hands and kisses me deeply while his knees push under my legs forcing them apart and up. I moan and arch my back as he chews on my neck and his cock begins to push into me.

Two orgasms later he comes out of the bathroom with a wash clothe and towel and cleans me up and it occurs to me there’s no coffee.

I pull him back down onto the bed and kiss him. “We run out of coffee?”

He grins sheepishly and runs his knuckles down my abs. “I forgot about Mellisa. She almost got a chance to learn a lot more about me than she probably wants to know.”

I run my fingers thru his hair and tell him, “She doesn’t know what she’s missing.” I pull his head down to my chest and bury my nose in his hair, again. This whole Larry’s hair thing is weird but it smells so wonderful.

He turns his head on my chest and grins at me. “This hair thing becoming a fetish?”

I run my fingertips over his shoulders. “Maybe.” Sighing I say, “I so don’t wanna be away from you today.”

He buries his face in my neck and moans into my ear. “I know. I dunno what’s happening. I didn’t think I could be more in love with you than I already was but my pre-law classes are taking a hell of a beating cause I’m sitting there writing your name over and over. I feel like a fucking school girl!”

Larry suddenly lifted his head and said, “Fuck! Did I tell you we’re suppose to go to Bob and Becky’s tonight?”

“You said you were gonna talk to em.”

“Yeah, we’re goin there for dinner. So as soon as ya get home and change or whatever we’ll go over. I think Bob could also help with the whole shelter thing. He knows a lotta people and my dad listens to him about money shit so if he told him this’d be a good thing my dad would probably contribute.”

“I’m gonna have to write something up for David. It’s not that he doesn’t trust me but he likes to see that I’ve done my homework so I’m gonna need to do some sort of proposal for him. I haven’t talked to him yet but I know he’ll ask for that.”

“Will he give ya money if you do that?”

“I dunno. I mean I never asked him for anything like this but I think so. Anyway with this new deal he’s got me doing where I pay my own bills and stuff I have access to the profits and he told me that I could spend that money any way that I wanted to. So I can use some of that money. But the thing is that we don’t even know what they need, not really. I’ll talk to Marie after breakfast and see if she can set up a meeting with what’shername Ruth something, the lady that runs the shelter.”

I tilted his head up a bit and we kissed. “I’ve seen David look at business stuff like this enough so I know that he’s gonna ask tough questions. The thing with David is that once you’ve got him on your side he’s like in a hundred percent so it’s worth the effort.”

We kissed again and in like ten seconds we were all over each other again and ended up sixty-nining and blowing a load into each other’s mouths.

We finally came up for air and Larry gasped, “What the fuck is going on? What the hell are we doing?”

I laughed. “Fuck if I know but I’m lovin it!” I sighed and sat up. “I hate to say this but we need to get it in gear. There’s no way that we can meet for lunch?”

Larry shook his head. “Not with that stupid ass class I’ve got. But text message me.” I must have given him a look because he said, “No really c’mon!” He pushed me back down and kissed me. “Maybe we could meet in the Library around 2:00.” He sucked on my lower lip. “C’mon, Alex, I need to see you.”

I ran my fingers thru his hair and said, “I need to see you too, Lar. I can meet ya at the Library at 2:00 but I gotta be outta there by 2:15 to make it to my next class.”


Larry and I had breakfast with Melissa and Larry totally charmed her and put her at ease. I couldn’t help staring at him as he kidded with her and just basically wrapped her around his little finger. He just oozes gentle masculinity and it was even more evident talking to a girl. I got hard just watching him. He’s so good at shit like that and I’m so lousy at it.

Later that morning just before going to school I spent a half an hour with Marie and she sketched out what the shelter needed on a short term and long term basis. I realized I was getting in over my head and that I needed to talk to David.

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