cj CJ By Carlos Hazday - Series Discussion

[Reader1810]

7 hours ago, Carlos Hazday said:

@spikey582

 

Sometimes, bad things happen to good people... I'm not talking about the boating accident.

Darn it, that's who I thought you were talking about. Giving it some thought, I believer I know who one of the individuals is you are referring to, but as for the other one, I don't even want to think about it...

[spike382]

21 hours ago, Reader1810 said:

Darn it, that's who I thought you were talking about. Giving it some thought, I believer I know who one of the individuals is you are referring to, but as for the other one, I don't even want to think about it...

Reader dear, you're not filling me with warm fuzzies here...

[Reader1810]

12 minutes ago, spikey582 said:

Reader dear, you're not filling me with warm fuzzies here...

Sorry Spikey. The warm fuzzy Fairy Queen has left the building....

 

 

[spike382]

29 minutes ago, Reader1810 said:

Sorry Spikey. The warm fuzzy Fairy Queen has left the building....

 

 

Damn it, not again!

[Bucket1]

I know I promised not to tell but Spikey needs to know...

 

CJ and Cesar are "tragically killed" after it is revealed that Cesar is actually a gangland accountant who has turned states evidence. Locked in the witness protection program, we never see them again. Heart-broken Owen returns to Oz to grow grapes and Harley keeps Cap warm at night after promising CJ he would always look after his dear old dad.

[Carlos Hazday]

@Bucket1 You forgot to tell @spikey582 about CJ being kidnapped and sexually used by one of the Mafia families pissed off at his dad! I would say abused but I hear the kid enjoyed it.

[Carlos Hazday]

Y'all might find this Washington Post article about a Georgetown University student interesting. It might give you a better idea of the type of institution CJ attends.

 

https://www.washingtonpost.com/local/education/giving-up-wasnt-an-option-how-one-man-beat-the-odds-to-graduate-from-college/2017/07/25/3495b6b2-6e4d-11e7-9c15-177740635e83_story.html

 

[Bucket1]

On 30 July 2017 at 5:48 PM, Carlos Hazday said:

@Bucket1 You forgot to tell @spikey582 about CJ being kidnapped and sexually used by one of the Mafia families pissed off at his dad! I would say abused but I hear the kid enjoyed it.

 

I heard that they sent him back as he totally exhausted everyone - first sexually and then with all this endless talk about the architecture of the hideout

[Carlos Hazday]

@Bucket1

 

Mini-spoiler

Spoiler

Wait until you read about Amsterdam!

 

Edited July 31, 2017 by Carlos Hazday

[Defiance19]

32 minutes ago, Carlos Hazday said:

Y'all might find this Washington Post article about a Georgetown University student interesting. It might give you a better idea of the type of institution CJ attends.

 

https://www.washingtonpost.com/local/education/giving-up-wasnt-an-option-how-one-man-beat-the-odds-to-graduate-from-college/2017/07/25/3495b6b2-6e4d-11e7-9c15-177740635e83_story.html

 

Very good story.. That kid should be so proud, he is a fine example.

[Defiance19]

@Bucket1  @Carlos Hazday 🙄🙄🙄

[Daddydavek]

I don't drop in and read this thread too often, but when I do, I find the B.S. mixed in with the ordinary just breathtaking.  

[Carlos Hazday]

@Daddydavek

 

I try to mix it up while maintaining the focus on the story itself. And now and then I like sharing articles or pictures which end up inspiring parts of the story or provide general background on understanding the characters, locations, or situations. The article I posted this morning tells us a bit about what DC public schools and Georgetown University are like. WALLS is a magnet school (charter school for my purposes) and attracts the academic cream of the crop but other schools in the area suffer from the same problems so many public schools do.

Edited July 31, 2017 by Carlos Hazday

[Reader1810]

2 hours ago, Bucket1 said:

 

I heard that they sent him back as he totally exhausted everyone - first sexually and then with all this endless talk about the architecture of the hideout

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[Reader1810]

3 hours ago, Bucket1 said:

 

I heard that they sent him back as he totally exhausted everyone - first sexually and then with all this endless talk about the architecture of the hideout

If you're ever stuck for ideas @Carlos Hazday, B's your man...just sayin' 

[Carlos Hazday]

Just now, Reader1810 said:

If you're ever stuck for ideas @Carlos Hazday, B's your man...just sayin' 

 

I'd have to write alternate chapters not suitable for GA!

 

Anyway, I did think about CJ being kidnapped at one point but discarded the idea as too cliche. Too many damn stories about wealthy kids use it.

 

Off to lunch. I'm hungry.

[Reader1810]

Just now, Carlos Hazday said:

 

I'd have to write alternate chapters not suitable for GA!

 

Anyway, I did think about CJ being kidnapped at one point but discarded the idea as too cliche. Too many damn stories about wealthy kids use it.

 

Off to lunch. I'm hungry.

Enjoy, your lunch. Just had mine, so now it's GA time for a bit. 

[dughlas]

Maybe CJ & Owen could kidnap some poor young thing and have their way with him. Then use CJ's wealth and connections to get off scot free.

[Carlos Hazday]

12 hours ago, dughlas said:

Maybe CJ & Owen could kidnap some poor young thing and have their way with him. Then use CJ's wealth and connections to get off scot free.

 

Keep the ideas coming!

 

On a serious note, I'd love to hear where readers would like the story to go. I'll warn you I know how it ends and some of the stops along the way. But I'm open to addressing something if it sounds interesting enough.

 

Anybody you'd like me to kill? Anyone you want to see having sex? Who's having a baby?

Edited August 1, 2017 by Carlos Hazday

[Carlos Hazday]

It has been over a month since the final chapter of Walls was published. I'm feeling lonely; I miss hearing from readers. So, for entirely selfish reasons, here's a scene from the first chapter of Georgetown. Yes, I'm trolling for feedback

 

Spoiler

 

Owen was still sleeping when CJ rolled out of bed, used the bathroom, and headed upstairs after slipping on a pair of boxers in search of coffee. School was over and done with. He had his last exam the previous week and graduation from Walls would be on Tuesday. It was almost nine and he needed painkillers. The previous night he’d gone out with Owen and most of his Scandals Rugby Football Club and he’d had more than his share of alcohol. The hangover was not too bad but he suspected he would be dragging his ass for a while.

It being a Sunday morning, CJ expected to have the house to himself for some time so he was surprised when he found his dads, Tom, JP, and Dragon nursing mugs of coffee watching TV on the first floor. “Morning, what are y’all doing up this early?” CJ’s voice was raspy due to his night of partying.

“Good morning, buddy. You look like shit.” César stood and walked towards the kitchen where his son was pouring himself coffee. “What time did you and Ozzie get home?”

“Not sure, Dad. It was late. We closed down the bar, Tank and a few of the other guys wanted to go to someone’s place and keep drinking but I’d had enough so we called an Uber. What’s going on? Why are you people so quiet? Did something happen? Is that why you’re all staring at the TV? ”

He followed his father when César motioned and walked towards the front of the room where the older man took up his spot on the couch next to Brett once again. There was a box of tissues atop the coffee table and lots of them crumpled on the floor. CJ noticed all the men had moist eyes and Dragon’s were particularly red. The big black guy shook his head and dabbed at his face. “There was a shooting in Orlando last night, CJ. Some asshole walked into a gay nightclub and started shooting. We don’t have a good idea of the number of people murdered. But they’re calling it the worst massacre in US history.”

CJ felt as if the air had been taken out of the room. He placed his mug on the table and sank to the floor; his back rested against the couch between his dads’ legs. “Fuck! Did they catch the bastard?”

“Fucker’s dead.” Brett’s words were clipped. He almost growled when he spoke. “Cops stormed the place around five and shot him.”

“Do we know who he is or why he did it?”

“What difference does it make, CJ?” Dragon wasn’t his usual boisterous self. The tone struck CJ hard; Devon Jefferson was like his fathers and their other friends―someone who confronted problems and dealt with them. Right now he sounded defeated. “Remember when you and I talked about going to bars? How they were a place the gay community could be itself and not be judged? It was fucking Latin Night! It’s the kind of night I would have loved to be in there. I… I… SHIT!”

“I’m sorry…” CJ didn’t know what else to say. When Dragon put his head down and covered his face with his hands he realized in some ways he could not relate to what they were feeling. He’d been to a couple of gay bars in the past few months―thanks to the fake ID Sean had given him as a present―but it was not the same. He didn’t have the same sense of belonging the older men experienced. His life was different. He felt the pain but most of all he was angry.

“As much as my fellow cops may disagree with me, these are the times I wish more people would carry concealed weapons.” Tom Kennedy, a District of Columbia Police Detective, wasn’t known for advocating violence and his statement took them all by surprise. “If assholes like this guy knew a few fags and dykes carried guns and could defend themselves maybe this crap wouldn’t happen. I’m glad you own one now and you carry it around, CJ.”

Thiago was the first one to text. He wanted to know if CJ was awake and if he had seen the news. Before replying, he looked at his dads and the men he acknowledged as uncles; their shock and sadness made him realize he wanted his friends around him too. He texted Thiago back, inviting him to come over whenever he wanted. CJ suspected there wouldn’t be much going on this Sunday.

Deciding it was time to wake Owen up, CJ stood and returned to the kitchen to fix his boyfriend a cup of coffee. César’s phone rang at the same time his did. He listened to his dad greet Dr. Matt Calhoun―their friend and family physician―and invite him to come over to the house and bring his partner Dasan along. CJ at last answered his own phone. “Hey, Patrick.” Figuring out there were more people coming over, CJ started a fresh pot of coffee. “Yeah, your dads are here and I think they’ll be staying for a while. Turn on the news. Dragon’s also here and Matt and Dash are coming over too. So’s Thiago. Come over whenever you want to, we’ll be here. And let Brad know.”

His phone chirped again while he opened up the freezer in the pantry and retrieved a bag of bagels. It was Chipper, letting him know he was coming over too. “Hey, dads, I’m going to wake up Ozzie. I started a fresh pot and took some bagels out to defrost. Chipper’s coming with Doc and Dash and Thiago will be here soon. Patrick called looking for Tom and JP. I told him to turn on the TV and then come over whenever he and Brad wanted too.

“Dude, take out more bagels. Danno just texted us. He and Trip are heading over here. Do we need them to bring anything?” Brett looked sad when his eyes met CJ’s. He ran a hand over his short-cropped hair and sighed. CJ wasn’t used to seeing his tough Marine father looking so lost. So beaten.

“Yeah, tell them to stop somewhere and get cream cheese and a couple cartons of OJ. I think we’re gonna have a full house pretty soon. I’m going to go get Ozzie up.”

JP spoke before CJ reached the stairs. “CJ, tell him to text or e-mail his family. Even though they’ll hear this happened in Florida, they’re going to worry.”

As soon as CJ reached the basement he heard Owen’s phone message alert and grabbed it before walking to the bedroom. He put the mugs and phone on the nightstand and sat on the edge of the bed next to his boyfriend. Running a hand through the Aussie’s hair he tried to imagine someone walking into the bar they had been at the previous night and opening fire. It was too gruesome an image and he shook his head trying to dispel it. “Hey, babe. Time to wake up.” CJ used the remote control to turn on and mute the TV. The local station’s weekend anchors were at their desk, images from Orlando playing on a corner of the screen and a ticker running along the bottom repeating the news.

Owen ran a hand over his face and opened first one eye and then the other one. “G’day. What’s going on? You almost always let me sleep late on Sunday.” He shifted his gaze to the TV and smirked. “Damn you’re turning into a junkie. Did you turn on the TV to get your fix of politics?”

“Not this morning. There… there was a shooting at a gay club in Orlando last night. Lots of injured people and quite a few dead.”

“WHAT?” Owen was definitely awake now. “What happened?”

“That’s as much as I know. Tom, JP and Dragon are upstairs with the dads. And the rest of their group’s coming over. Check your phone. You have a message and I think it’s from some of our friends. Thiago, Chipper, and the Kennedy brothers already called or texted and are also coming over.”

Owen reached for his phone and ran his finger over the screen to unlock it. “Two messages. Ethan and Tank. Wow! About the same from both. They want to know if I’m awake and suggest I turn on the news.”

“Text them back and tell them to come by. I’m going to jump in the shower and put on some clothes. I have a feeling it’s going to be a long morning.”

By the time CJ was done and opened the bathroom door Owen was lucid. He stepped into the shower stall as soon as CJ vacated the room. “Harley texted both of us. I sent him a message letting him know we were all getting together here.”

“Okay. I’m gonna wake up Ritchie.” He didn’t have to. When he walked upstairs he found his brother sitting at the breakfast bar next to Patrick, both of them with a Coke can in front of them.

“I’m sorry, CJ. I… I’m glad you’re safe.” The younger boy jumped off the stool as soon as his brother walked into the room. He wrapped his arms around CJ and wouldn’t let go.

“Hey, hey. I’m okay. We’re all fine. This shit was in Orlando.”

“Yeah, but what if it happened here? I mean, it could, you know?”

“True, but it could happen anywhere. It was a gay club in Florida last night but it could happen anywhere. Are you going to hide in the house from now on? Is that what you want me to do?”

Ritchie let go of his brother and stared into CJ’s eyes. “No… I’m… I’m just scared. Why do so many people hate gays?”

“I’m going back home to shower and change.” Patrick stood and spoke loud enough for everyone in the room to hear. “If anyone wants to join me, I’m going to church. Services are at ten.”

“I’ll go with you. But I need to shower and get dressed too,” Ritchie said.

“I will too. I’ll just throw on some jeans right before we leave.” Owen had walked upstairs wearing shorts and a polo shirt. “CJ?”

“I don’t think so, Ozzie. But you three go ahead. I’ll be here. I don’t want to leave the dads and we’re going to have a full house by the time you guys get back. I’m gonna slice some fruit and get the bagels ready to feed everyone.” He looked at his phone when it pinged again and saw a message from Robbie Mook telling him he might be asked to speak on behalf of the campaign and asking him to call.

 

[Kitt]

Powerful scene. Having the Elite and the Squad both band together to work through says a lot for the love that binds these guys.

(Pssst, next time you are having withdraw and want to post a bit for feedback, let your editor look first! Typos!  )

Edited August 4, 2017 by Kitt

[Carlos Hazday]

@Kitt

 

I left the typos in so readers could appreciate the editos' efforts once they read the final version!

[Kitt]

Lol a likely story!

[Peter from Perth]

That's a great piece and i can see a few arguments coming about guns.

It was a foul act that affected the world and was decried in many places. Signs of support for the gay community was shown all over including my home city of Perth, Western Australia, where the local council lit up their council chamber building with the Pride colours.

From a personal perspective, I can't figure how someone could hate themselves so much that they would cause so much pain and damage to end their life. Just insane.

I like how the groups came together to support each other with no consideration of right or wrong, just the need to be together.

I'm looking forward to reading more.

[Carlos Hazday]

@Peter from Perth

 

Thanks, mate. There's a subsequent small scene which does involve attitudes towards guns but I'm not telling what happens. Tragedy can bring people together in their grief and we see it here with the Elite and the Squad rallying around each other to offer comfort and support. Although the focus of the story had tilted towards the younger set, the original group's very much around. As time goes on, the age difference between the groups becomes less significant nd their interactions are of a more mature level.

 

Georgetown is split into four sections. The first one, Roar, revisits some of the time period covered in Walls with new content. The Pulse massacre took place the weekend before CJ's graduation from Walls but I waited until now to deal with it. I didn't want to mar the festivities with sadness before.

 

Thanks for sharing your thoughts and telling us about Perth's reaction.