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Subject: Rendezvous With Jayson – Part 4 Disclaimer: The following is a true story based on actual events; only the names have been changed to protect the satisfied. This story contains graphic descriptions of sex between two consenting men. If you are under the age of 18 years or if you find this kind of thing offensive, please do not read any further. However, if you meet the required criteria, please enjoy this fresh installment and feel free to send me your comments hoo. I promise I will acknowledge all emails I receive. Introduction: Because of the overwhelming response I’ve gotten, I have decided to continue the true story of Derrick and Jayson, two Belizean softball players who found that their love for the exploits on the diamond is not the only thing they have in common. And now, Chapter 4. The two weeks after Jayson and Derrick moved in together were happy times. Lots of laughter, good loving and the best sex either guy had ever had in their lives. But just as they were starting to settle into the routine of lovers living together tragedy paid a most unwelcome visit. It was a warm and humid Wednesday and Derrick had left for work. Jayson who was all alone at home, lazily rolled out of bed and headed for the shower to wash away the residue of the previous night’s love making. Jayson emerged from the bathroom in his birthday suit, his body covered in droplets of water. As he toweled himself off, he picked out a clean pair of underwear and slipped into them. Jayson went unto the verandah and with a magazine in hand, settled himself into the hammock that swung gently in the spring morning breeze. Halfway through an article about “Guys Who Love Their Bikes,” Jayson drifted off into blissful slumber. The combination of the cool morning breeze and gentle say of the hammock was enough to put him back to sleep. But a hand clamping down over his mouth abruptly interrupted that morning nap. When the awareness of his surroundings jolted into focus, Jayson tried to slip away; but it was too late. “Don’t say a word and no one will get hurt,” the deep male voice bellowed at him. With the fear of getting hurt, Jayson nodded in agreement and the masked man removed his hand from his mouth. “Get up and lets go inside,” the man commanded. Jayson slowly got out of the hammock and moved towards the screen door. As he opened the latch, Jayson quickly dashed inside, but before he could shut his unwelcome guest out, he made it inside the house. “What do you want?” Jayson shouted, his voice trembling with fear. “I want you,” the man replied, as he moved towards Jayson. Jayson jumped back bursa escort but the man kept advancing. “Please, take whatever you want, just don’t hurt me,” Jayson pleaded. “That’s exactly what I am going to do,” the man said sarcastically as he grabbed Jayson’s arm. And with one swift jerk, he pulled Jayson into his embrace and attempted to kiss him. Jayson moved his head backwards as he slapped the man’s face away. The masked aggressor’s response was stunning as he landed a hard right hand across Jayson’s cheek. Stunned by the blow, Jayson stumbled back and fell unto the sofa. With the swiftness of a cat, the attacker pinned Jayson unto the sofa and with one swift move grabbed for his crotch. Realizing he was about to be raped, Jayson struggled with his attacker. Jayson managed to roll off the sofa but the man followed him unto the floor, quickly administering another swift blow, which left the horrified man unconscious. Bleeding slightly from a cut above the right eye did not spoil the beauty of Jayson’s face as laid unconscious on the floor. Wasting no time, the attacker pulled off Jayson’s boxers, revealing his beautiful, soft cock nestled in a neat patch of pubic hair. Taking in the sight and smell, the attacker removed his pants and underwear. Jayson, sighed, as he started to regain consciousness, but the recovery was short-lived, as another right hand sent him back to dream land. Now the attacker had all the opportunity he needed to have his way with the helpless, unconscious Jayson who laid naked on the floor. The attacker reached down and took Jayson’s soft cock in his mouth and sucked gently. After a while, Jayson’s cock started to get hard. The attacker, still wearing his mask, continued to suck the stiffening cock until it had expanded to its full, hot, rigid form. The attacker removed himself from Jayson’s cock and positioned himself between his helpless victim’s legs. He raised Jayson’s legs unto his shoulders and used a hefty helping of saliva mixed with his own pre cum to lubricate his own rock hard cock. Without any further preliminaries, the attacker positioned his cock at Jayson’s hole and with one swift motion, buried his huge cock deep inside his ass. Although he was out cold, the pain must have registered because Jayson’s body tensed up. “Take that you pretty boy,” the attacker snarled as he pulled his cock out and rammed it back into Jayson’s ass. The attacker repeated his assault as he picked up the pace, pounding harder and faster into to Jayson’s ass, causing the unconscious man’s still hard cock to bob up and down on his stomach. The mixture of saliva, bursa escort bayan pre cum and blood, made Jayson’s hole a slick and slippery tunnel for the raging cock that was tearing it apart. Sweat poured from the attacker’s neck and arms as he continued to plough into Jayson’s ass. Ten minutes after his first entry, the attacker’s orgasm began deep within his balls. As the hot cum boiled over and erupted from his cock into Jayson’s now tender ass, the attacker made one final thrust and laid still, pumping gallons of man juice deep inside the victim’s belly. As the orgasm subsided, the attacker pulled his spent cock from Jayson’s gaping ass and in its wake, a trail of cum and blood followed the now soft piece of manhood to its owners crotch. The attacker went to the bathroom to clean himself up taking care not to leave anything out of place. As he finished cleaning up, he flushed the used tissues and returned to the living room to collect his underwear and pants. Now completely dressed, the attacker removed his mask before departing the house and silently disappeared into city life. Jayson’s used and abused body laid unconscious on the floor for nearly two hours before being discovered. When Derrick came home from work, he thought it strange that the screen door would be wide open. He was just about to question it when he came across the brutal sight of his lover, unconscious on the floor and bleeding. “Oh my God, no,” was all Derrick could say, as he knelt down and cuddled Jayson’s head in his arms. A thousand thoughts raced through Derrick’s mind as he gently wiped the blood from Jayson’s face and spoke his name softly. When he got no response, Derrick eased Jayson’s head back unto the floor and went to the telephone. He dialed and after a brief moment spoke softly into the receiver. Not long after, an ambulance, sirens blaring, docked up on the street in front of the house. Two men dressed in white, hurried into the living room to attend to the unconscious Jayson as Derrick looked on in shock and fear. Derrick was scared. He did not know what to do but silently said a prayer that Jayson would be all right. The emergency medical personnel worked on Jayson for what seemed like an eternity. “Do you know what happened,” one of the men asked Derrick who was leaned up against the bedroom door. “No sir,” he replied, “I came home and found him like this.” The man returned to work on Jayson. A short time later, Derrick, approached the men working. “Will he be all right, sir?” he asked. “It’s bad,” the man replied, “but I don’t want to scare you. We will have to escort bursa take him to the hospital.” With that, the men began to prepare Jayson to transportation to the hospital. Derrick was in a daze as Jayson was carried out of the house on a stretcher. The medical men did not replace his boxers but covered his naked body with a piece of cloth. Derrick watched helplessly as Jayson disappeared into the waiting ambulance and it drove off. As he returned to the living room, tears rolled down his cheeks. Derrick picked up a watch that was on the sofa and set it down on the table without paying attention to it. He was going into the bathroom, when something caught his eye on the floor near the bathroom door. It was a broken gold chain with a small medallion on it. Derrick picked up the piece of jewelry, and examined it. It did not belong to either him or Jayson, but there was something familiar about it. Derrick did not bother to examine the piece of jewelry any further and threw it unto the table. After using the bathroom, he returned to the living room and called his brother. Derrick relayed what had happened to Jayson and then told his brother that he was going to the hospital to check on him. When Derrick arrived at the hospital, Jayson’s sister met him. She was crying. Derrick went to comfort her, but she pulled away. “Don’t touch me,” she said as she walked away from him. “How is Jayson doing?” Derrick asked, but he got no answer as his sister continued walking away. Suddenly she stopped. “You caused this on him,” she said angrily. “Jayson was all right until he went to live with you. Now he was beaten up and is lying in a hospital bed unconscious.” “I don’t know what happened,” Derrick protested. “Save it for someone who want to listen,” Jayson’s sister yelled, “I hate you.” Derrick stared at her. He could not believe what he was hearing but remained quiet as his sister-in-law laid into him about what happened to Jayson. After listening to her railing up for a while longer, Derrick slowly walked pass her to where two nurses were talking near an open door. He was about to ask if he could see Jayson, when he looked into the room and saw his lover. The sight of Jayson lying on the bed with tubes running all over him was too much to behold. Derrick started to cry. He stood in the doorway and cried, tears streaming down his cheeks and splashing down unto the tiled floor. Derrick slowly turned and walked away. As he left the hospital that day, he vowed he would find the person or persona responsibly for hurting his “fancy face.” End In the next chapter, Jayson will regain consciousness, but will Derrick be able to cope with the trauma of the attack? And remember, I welcome your comments and suggestions. Again, thanks to eachof you who have taken time to tell me how much you appreciate my stories.

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