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  1. 6819zulu

    Chapter 5

    Chapter 5 Gabe and Brad drove into Arlow but instead of going shopping as they planned; they decided to stop at the hospital and check on the Barrett family. When they got there, Brad used his connections as a Sheriff's deputy to find out what the condition of the Barrett’s were and where to find the kids. Mrs. Barrett was in surgery; she had a subdural hematoma and lacerated liver. Justin did have a broken wrist, a badly bruised ankle and a small laceration to the scalp above his right ear that required four stitches. Connor had a hyper-extended his right knee and was in a knee brace and would be for several weeks, but other than that was in good shape. As for the two youngest they had just bruised here and there, the car seats having done their job of protecting them. The older boys were together in a room with their younger siblings in an adjoining room on the Pediatrics floor, and a nurse's aide was assigned to keep an eye on them. Brad also found out that Mr. Barrett was flying home from a business trip to Chicago and would be there later that day. As Gabe and Brad left the elevator the nurse at the floor desk eyed them suspiciously . “How can I help you gentleman,” she asked with a friendly yet, wary smile. “Yes I’m Deputy Jacobs and this is Gabe Darby we are here to check on the Barrett children,” said Brad holding out his badge and ID for her to inspect. “Well… I’m very sorry, but only family members are allowed to visit without prior authorization, “ said the nurse in a very official tone. “But we assisted at the accident this morning and thought we would look in on them,” said Gabe “I’m very sorry but it is Hospital policy,” she said adding emphatically “ you’ll just have to leave. Just as Brad was going to argue with the young nurse, another nurse walked up to the desk. “Hey you,” she said with a broad smile. “Is it such a burden to call a girl now and then?,” said Sandy Jacobs-Burwick, reaching up to give her little brother Brad a big hug. Sandy then stepped over to Gabe and gave him a hug and a sad look whispering, “ How’s Mom doing I have been working over time and have not gotten over to see her,” asked Sandy. “She is sedated but will make a full recovery her ribs on the left side were crushed by the impact with the steering wheel,” replied Gabe. “You know these two?” asked the desk nurse. “Yes I do,” said Sandy. “Amy Dillson, i like you to meet my little brothers Brad Jacobs and Gabe Darby,” she said with a smile. Amy said, “brothers … Jacobs? … Darby?,” with a look of pure confusion. “Yes long story…” said Sandy waving off Amy and turning back to Brad and Gabe “so what brings you two here.” “We came by to check in on the Barrett kids,” said Brad “We helped out at the accident this morning.’ “We were hoping to see them Brad and I helped them get out of the van,” Gabe said “Well it is supposed to be family only but your my family and I think that counts,” said Sandy with a chuckle. “They are in room 321...left hallway third room on the left.” Gabe lead the way with Brad and Sandy following. “Hey buddy,” Gabe said as he walked into the room. Justin’s face lit up with a smile, “Hey Gabe.” Sandy gave the ok sign to the nurses aid as she stepped in from the adjoining room, so she smiled and went back to the little ones. “I stopped in to see how you and your family was doing.” “I’m good, and so are Connor and the little ones, but all they tell us about Mom, is that she is in surgery,” said Justin. “But we got to talk to daddy on the phone” exclaimed an excited Connor “He will be here before we go to sleep tonight.” “Well, that is just great news about your Dad, and I’m sure they will tell you about your Mom as soon as they know something,” said Gabe “Can I sign your cast.” “Yeah, sure,” replied Justin. “Can you stay for a while I’d feel better with you here?” “Well, I can’t stay all day, but I can stay for a while,” Gabe said, sitting in a chair next to the bed that Justin and Connor were sharing, facing each other on opposite sides of the bedside table while playing Winnie the Pooh memory. Gabe motioned for Brad to come over and he introduced him to the boys. “Justin, Connor this is my best friend Deputy Brad Jacobs,” said Gabe “He helped at the accident too.” “I remember you,” Shouted Connor “you’re the guy that got me untangled from my booster seat Thanks, Brad, I thought I was going to fall.” “You’re very welcome Connor,” Brad said as he shook the small boy's hand. “Can I ask how you ended up like that?” Connor ducked his head and started turning red as his older brother laughed at him. “That’s because he thinks he is too big to have to sit in a booster seat,” stated Justin. “He is constantly slipping off the shoulder straps. “Now I see how you ended up like that,” said Brad shaking his head lifting Connor’s chin so he could look him in the eye. “I hope you learned your lesson you got very lucky today; you could have been very badly hurt. Connor’s eyes welled up with tears. “I am really sorry” was all Connor could choke out. Justin patted his brother's hand across the bed table as Brad leaned in and hugged Connor in a one-armed embrace. “I know you are and I am glad you're safe.” “So, who’s winning,” said Gabe changing the subject and redirecting the boys' attention. “I am,” said Justin with a broad smile “Only by one pair!” Connor emphatically stated, “and that’s because I started and you got to see the first two cards turned over and got lucky finding one to match Piglet.” Gabe laughed and told the boys to settle down and go back to playing. Then he whispered to Brad “why don’t you go to your place and get a change of clothing for tomorrow and then meet me back here and then we will get some lunch.” Brad smiled his approval and left Gabe with the boys. ************** Brad drove to his apartment got clean clothes and his uniform for the following day. He checked his messages on the answering machine before heading to the Sheriff's office to file his report. While he was there he checked the dates for the intra-department basketball league and chatted with team mates about the upcoming practice on Saturday and game on Sunday Once he had that done, he stopped and got a couple of doughnuts for the boys and headed back to the hospital. Brad had been gone for just over two hours, and as he entered the room, he found Gabe sitting on the bed reading a book to the boys. Gabe in the middle and Justin on the left and Connor on the right. Brad stopped short in the doorway at seeing this, all he could do was a smile. Brad thought to himself how Gabe was going to be a great dad someday. Brad stood there for a few moments just watching and listening. he noticed how Connor was fighting to stay wake and Justin was enthralled by the sound of Gabe’s voice as he read aloud from “Ender’s Game”. That’s when Gabe looked up and saw him. Gabe paused in his reading for just a second or two to give him a loving smile then went right back to reading. Brad walked slowly into the room and sat in the chair, holding the bag of doughnuts in his lap. Listening as Gabe continued reading for another ten minutes or so, till he finished the chapter. Connor was totally asleep on Gabe’s chest, Brad stood and helped Justin move to the other bed in the room and then helped Gabe extract himself from under Connor without waking him. He handed the bag with the doughnuts in it to Justin. “Shh…” Brad admonished as Justin started to thank him loudly, after peeking into the bag “don’t wake your brother, but you have to save him one.” Gabe gave Brad a questioning look, then peeked into the bag. Gabe looked up at Brad and smiled approvingly. “Let’s get some lunch,” Gabe said, looking at Brad, “the boys, got theirs a while ago when I started reading to them.” Then patting Justin on the shoulder he continued “I’ll check on you tomorrow, I need to go see my mom who in the hospital too. “ Gabe leaned in and gave Justin a hug and then turned to Connor and gave him a gentle kiss on the head. As he turned towards the door, a man in a business suit stepped through the doorway. The look on the Man’s face was both questioning and scared at the same time. “Who are you?” said the Man, looking between Gabe and Brad “Dad!” cried Justin as he squirmed to get off the bed and go to his Father “Hey, big guy you ok?” the man said to Justin who was hugging him tight around his waist. “Yes Dad, I’m OK, just a broken arm, a small cut on my head and some bruises, Connor, has a hurt knee and some bruises, and the little one are all OK. Oh! And this is Gabe and Brad they rescued us from the minivan.” replied Justin excitedly happy to see his Dad. “Have they told you anything about Mom? They won’t tell me anything.” “Whoa, slow down their Buddy,” said his Dad. He squatted down and got a proper hug, then looked Justin in the eyes. “Your Mom is out of surgery and doing OK, but, she will be very sick for a long time, several months they think, we will go and see her later when your Grandma and Grandpa get here.” “Hi, I’m Greg Barrett, I’m Justin’s father as you probably guessed,” said Greg as he stood and shook hands with Gabe and Brad, each introducing themselves in turn. “I want to thank you for all you’ve done for my family,” said Greg. “From what they have told me it was your quick actions that helped prevent any additional injuries to my kids and wife.” “It was just doing what we needed to do,” said Brad. “We are glad we could help.” “Yeah, It happen right in front of us, how could we not help,” said Gabe. “Well, thank you again,” said Greg while looking down and smiling at Justin then walking to Connor’s bed and checking on him as he slept. “Well, we need to get moving I still need to go to the Indian Creek hospital and check on my mom,” said Gabe “We will check in again in a few days, you take care of your brothers and sister Justin.” with a wave, he and Brad walked out the door. ********** Brad looked across the table at Gabe he wondered at his friend and brother. Gabe seemed to be so untroubled by all the changes that were occurring in his life. Gabe just seemed to be taking it day by day. Gabe stared at the half eaten Monte Cristo sandwich on his plate. Hunger wasn’t the issue, what was, is Jason’s comment. “You would make a good Firefighter.” Echoing again and again in his mind. What was it that made Jason say that? He had just met me, he thought. What did Jason see in me that I didn’t see in myself? Sitting there lost in thought he hadn’t noticed Brad watching him. “OK, what’s up?” Brad asked. “You have been staring at that sandwich for the last five minutes.” “UH… Oh yeah… sorry, I was just thinking,” Gabe said sheepishly “So, what can get your total attention like that other than Me!” chuckled Brad with the raised eyebrow of a lascivious leer. “Well… See… I was thinking about what Jason the Firefighter said to me,” Gabe replied returning to awkwardly stare at his sandwich. “Oh?... said an intrigued Brad. “Jason said I would make a good Firefighter because of how calm I was while helping at the accident this morning,” Gabe confessed sheepishly. “I can see that,” replied Brad thoughtfully “are you thinking about it seriously.” “Yeah, I am, and it might be the answer to the “Darby Tradition” that I “Skipped” as Dad says.” “It might just be, but are you really going to quit your job as a District Manager and leave your company? “yeah I think I will have to. I talked with Gordon my boss, he said there really isn’t a place for me in this area with the company.” “Alright I can see you being at least an EMT or Paramedic, not sure how you would react in a fire, though.” “Well, there is only one way to find out,” said Gabe raising his hand to get the waitresses attention to bring the check. Oh? and how do you do that? “Let’s make a stop at the Indian Creek Substation before we swing by the hospital to see Mom.” “And we better check in with Pop to see if Mr. Fredricks is ready also. Brad and Gabe left the restaurant getting into the Bronco. While Brad drove toward Indian Creek, Gabe used the mobile phone and called his Dad.
  2. Nelle1022 sorry it took so long to respond. I travel for my work and worked 3 weeks straight with out a day off so haven't look for a reply in a while. I'll gladly take your assistance please send me an Email at 6819zulu@gmail.com and i will add you to the google docs editing privileges. Thanks again for your offer of editing help. Also please read my previously released chapters so you are up to date on the story. title is : Gabe Darby.
  3. 6819zulu

    Chapter 4

    Chapter 4 Brad’s eyes popped open as he wakes from a dream. He is not sure what it was about but was certain he didn’t want to go back to it. That is when Brad realized Gabe has him wrapped up in his comforting arms. Sighing Brad relaxes into Gabe’s embrace and thinks back to the first time he came to this house. He was eight and in third grade, and Brad had been invited to Gabe’s ninth birthday party and sleep over him, and four other of Gabe’s friends slept in sleeping bags in the big family room with the Franklin stove. Brad’s mind skipped forward to the first time Gabe had held him in his arms. It was in this very room, and Gabe had crawled into bed next to him, in the lower bunk below Gabe’s bed trying to comfort Brad. That awful night, that awful, awful night. The images of that night came flooding back to him. As Brad was setting the table for dinner, after he got home from practice and had done his homework. Someone was knocking on the door. Brad remembered looking out the window and seeing his basketball coach standing on the porch, but he was dressed for his other job. Opening the door to his Coach /State Trooper Sergeant Connelly looking very solemn. HI Coach, Mom, and Dad won’t be home for another thirty minutes, but you’re welcome to wait inside. “Hey Brad, thanks,” Trooper Sergeant Connelly said, stepping in the door, “is Sandy home?” he asked. “No, she’s at college, she went back Sunday night, Why?” replied Brad. Just as Brad was closing the door, Mrs. Frolich the next door neighbor stepped onto the porch. Mrs. Frolich and her husband were the the neighborhood Grandparents, always watching out for the families around them. Passing out cookies to the children and lending a hand with any projects that the neighbors had going. They also could be counted on as last minute babysitters when the need arose. “Is there a problem, Sergeant Connelly? She asked “Ah. Mrs. Frolich glad you are here” said Sergeant Connelly. “Lets sit down a minute can we.” The three went into the living room and sat down. Sergeant Connelly gently explained that Brad’s Parents had been murdered in the robbery of their Gas -n- Go convenience store near the interstate. Brad just sat there; he didn’t cry immediately, but just sat and stared at his coaches shiny patent leather uniform shoes. Brad felt Mrs. Frolich put her arm around his shoulder and the sound of her quiet sob got his mind moving. Then through the fog of shock the sound of his coach's voice asking if Brad had any other family he could call, or a place to stay. Brad did not answer, but got up almost mechanically and walked to the kitchen phone he called the only person he could think to call. The only person Brad could think of was his Dad’s best friend, AJ Darby. “Hello, Mr. Darby this is Brad Jacobs... ah… there’s a problem… my Mom and Dad, have been killed… OH GOD! They’re Dead... THEY’RE DEAD...!!!” That’s when the phone dropped from his hand, and Brad collapsed against the wall sobbing uncontrollably. The next thing he knew Carol Darby was hugging him sitting on the floor of the kitchen and AJ was talking with the Trooper Connelly. Brad could hardly remember the drive to the Darby house. But Brad did remember all the warm, loving hugs that came from every member of the Darby Family that was there. Brad’s memory flashed forwarded... Brad was laying in the lower bunk under Gabe’s bed quietly sobbing. Raphael, Gabe’s older brother, was sleeping across the room. As Brad laid there crying quietly, scared of the uncertainty of the things to come. The next thing Brad felt was Gabe crawling in next to him and Gabe wrapping him in his arms. Gabe spoke softly to him whispering that he was safe, and he was part of Darby family now. Gabe held Brad tight to his chest, as his hand slowly caressing the back of Brad’s head as he sobbed into Gabe’s chest. For the next two weeks, it was the only way Brad could relax enough to sleep. With his best friend Gabe, arms wrapped around him, keeping him safe and warm. Lying there now in the early morning, wrapped in Gabe’s arms again. It was that feeling of Gabe’s loving and reassuring embrace that Brad had cherished then and relished in now. Finally, the need to relieve the pressure in his bladder drew Brad out of his reverie. Brad slowly extricated himself from Gabe’s embrace and stepped into the bathroom. After taking his morning piss, he went to the couch and retrieved his and Gabe clothing from the previous night. He quickly dressed and then went to the kitchen to start the coffee. Brad had just got the pot going when AJ walked into the kitchen. “Good morning,” said AJ. “Gabe not up yet?” “No, I was going to let him sleep till the coffee was ready” answered Brad. “Oh, OK... how does pancakes and sausage sound this morning? AJ asked. MMM YES!... that was always one of my favorite breakfasts.” replied Brad “I remember that why I suggested it,” AJ said with a smile. Brad poured two cups of coffee and carried them downstairs. As Brad entered the bedroom, he found Gabe in his socks only. “Coffee great, you are such a dear.” said Gabe, as he took the mug from Brad and sipped the streaming liquid and relishing in its warmth. “Pops is making pancakes and sausage for breakfast, so it will be ready shortly,” said Brad “Let me get dressed then we can head upstairs,” Gabe said as pulled on his jeans. As Gabe stood up, Brad stepped in front of Gabe and pulled him into a warm hug, kissing gently on the lips. Looking into Gabe’s hazel eyes, Brad sighed deeply. “Thank you for last night,” he said, “It was very special and something I think we both needed.” Gabe kissed Brad again, then laid his head on Brad’s shoulder. The feeling of Gabe’s warm body against his own made Brad almost shudder. He loves this man in more ways than one, he was his lover and is his best friend, but most of all he was his brother. Gabe was getting attached again, and Brad was not sure that was the best thing or even the right thing to happen. Brad looked down at this handsome man in his arms and sighed; he hated what he was about to say. Brad cleared his throat and held Gabe away so he could look at him. Gabe saw the sadness in Brad’s eyes. “Ahem... Gabe... about the... “WE” thing,” Brad said haltingly. “I… think... this is going way too fast... I’m not so sure... is what should be happening right now? You... and Darla... just broke up and... well... we aren’t kids anymore... we are not just experimenting any more… we left that behind in college... you’re my best friend and brother... I adore you... But... I’m not sure it's right.” Brad said questioningly. “Wow!” was all Gabe said for a few minutes as he processed what Brad had said. “I adore you to Brad... and maybe you’re right…. This could be moving way too fast,” said Gabe with sadness in his voice. Then Gabe hugged Brad tighter. Brad smiled and stood there returning Gabe’s warm hug for several minutes until a gurgle from Gabe’s stomach brought a giggle from them both. “OK, I think maybe we should see if breakfast is ready,” said Gabe as he stepped back from the warm embrace of Brad and patted him on the chest as he did so. Gabe grabbed his coffee and led the way up the stairs. “I was just going to yell down to you boys that breakfast was ready,” said AJ smiling at his two… sons? yes they are my sons. One by blood, and one foster, but both still my sons he thought. The three men sat around the kitchen table and ate breakfast together, sharing the paper and chatting idly about things they saw in the paper or heard on the news. Gabe got up and started clearing dishes and then started to pour more coffee for them all, but AJ declined. “No more for me, thank you, I have to go to work, while you two get to loaf all day. I still have to put in at least a half a day before I go and sit with Carol.” chided AJ He watched as Gabe put the coffee pot back, then step to the sink and start doing the dishes. “Thank you,” he said and winked at Gabe. As AJ started for the door, he stopped and looked back at Gabe. “I’ll call Charlie Fredricks today and have him get the paperwork started on the loan from the trust.” he stated, “If we are lucky he can have it all ready to go by about 4 pm today.” AJ continued. “Wow, that’s fast, do you really think Mr. Fredricks will have it ready by this afternoon Pops?” Asked Brad using his pet name for AJ that always made AJ cringe. “If I know Charlie, he has the forms already put together and only needs to fill in details like the amount and the address of the house and such,” said AJ. “Oh... Brad and I were going to drive over to Arlowe and look for things for the new house, and maybe a self-propelled snow blower like you have. We weren't planning on being back till later tonight about 8 or 9 pm” Gabe responded. “I see... well, why don’t you check in with me just after lunch and by then I should know if Charlie will have things ready.” said AJ “I have a Mobile-phone that I use for work I can give you that number and then you can contact us if Mr. Fredricks gets the paperwork done early,” said Brad looking over at Gabe. “Then we can plan on a time to meet and maybe get Mr. Kelty and his lawyer to join us, and we can get the whole thing settled before I head back to the city,” said Gabe “Sounds like a plan, talk to you boys later, ” said AJ as he headed out the door. Gabe and Brad finished the breakfast dishes and cleaned up the kitchen. They went downstairs and showered and were on the road by 8:30 am. They took Brad’s Bronco again and headed out over the main roads to Arlowe, the largest city in the county. The roads were not cleared completely; the road crews were still working to keep the main roads from drifting and icing over. They hadn’t even got to the secondary roads yet. They had heard on the radio that schools had been closed because of the seven inches of snowfall overnight. The drive was taking longer than usual because of road conditions. As Brad and Gabe followed the line of slow moving vehicles ahead of them, it began to snow again. Nothing heavy, just a slow, steady, light snow that the wind seemed to fling about. Creating areas of almost white out conditions, and areas of clear visibility, but a road surface made slick as, oil on glass as the fine snow blew speedily across the road surface. To Gabe, it seemed almost like a slow-motion scene in a movie. The minivan in front of them lost traction and spun out of control. The minivan made two complete revolutions before crossing the opposing lane striking the guardrail, then rolling over several times back across both lanes coming to rest on its roof in the ditch on the right hand side of the road. Brad quickly started pumping the brakes and brought the Bronco to a halt just before it slammed into the minivan as it crossed back in front of them rolling over and over. He grabbed a black bag from the center console compartment of the Bronco and handed it to Gabe. “Dial 76 then 911 tell them where we are and that there has been a possible injury accident. Tell them that there is an off-duty Sheriff's deputy badge number 234 on the scene that needs assistance. Then bring the blankets from the back to where ever I am. Gabe zipped open the heavy black bag about the size of a brick and found the phone receiver with a keypad in the back. He quickly dialed the number that Brad had given him and listen for the mobile phone to connect. Once the operator came on the phone, Gabe gave the operator the location of the crash, that there were possible injuries and Brad’s badge number. Gabe tucked the phone back into its cradle in the bag and zipped it up. Gabe then exited the Bronco. Meanwhile, Brad quickly exited the Bronco and trotted to the back hatch. He opened the hatch and leaned in to grab a blue bag with a red Medical insignia on it. Brad dragged the “jump kit” as it was called, to him, pulled out latex gloves, and put them on then grabbed another pair as Brad lifted the strap of the jump kit to his shoulder. As Brad passed by Gabe getting out of the Bronco, he tossed the extra pair of gloves to Gabe. “Here, put these on” Brad called to Gabe tossing the gloves into his chest as he passed by. “Go grab the two extra blankets from the back and follow me,” he continued as he jogged toward the overturned minivan. As Brad neared the van his breath caught in his throat. There are kids in the minivan. He thought to himself. Brad could hear the crying of several children and the slap of the small hand against the window of the overturned van. As Brad neared the van, he assessed the scene his trained eyes taking in the important details about the van and its surroundings. The rear of the van rested the far side of the ditch, holding it firmly in place. There was blood on the driver's side window. The women in the driver’s seat had a head injury and seemed to be unconscious, as she hung upside down. Brad did a quick scan of the back seats there were three car seats. The first two seats had kids in them ages about two and four; they were crying but still held in place by the car seat restraints. In the third car seat, Brad could see it was partially dislodged from its restraints a boy about seven hanging from the straps his feet entangled in them, his hands pounding on the window crying in pain and fear. Brad grabbed the side door handle and tried to open the door it was either locked or jammed. As Gabe arrived with the blankets, Brad told him to try the passenger side doors. Gabe tried the front passenger door it too was locked. The side-sliding door was ajar but was wedged by the edge of the roof crushing in on it. But this door had a gap large enough for Gabe to get his hand through and unlock the front door. Gabe pulled his arm out and opened the front passenger door to his surprise out tumbled a boy about Nine years old. The face of the boy was streaked with tears, but the look of determination, his face struck Gabe’s soul. “Hey!” yelped Gabe in surprise. He reached down for the boy “are you hurt?” Gabe asked. The boy shook his head no as Gabe helped him up, then asked the boy his name. “I’m Justin Barrett,” replied the boy, “is my mom ok? I can’t wake her up,” asked Justin. ‘We will check on her,” said Gabe while steadying Justin to his feet. As Gabe did this, he noticed that Justin wasn’t putting any weight on his left leg, and he held his left arm close to his chest. Gabe wrapped a blanket around Justin’s shoulders. Gabe then lifted and carried Justin to the top of the ditch about twenty feet from the minivan. As Gabe was doing this Brad had come around the front of the minivan and crawled inside. Just then a pick-up with a red-light bar on it pulled up and block the roadway to stop traffic. Out stepped two persons pulling on their fire gear. The taller of the two grabbed a large red bag and headed for Gabe and Justin. The other headed towards the minivan. The taller firefighter steps up to Gabe and Justin. “I’m with the fire department are either of you injured?” asked the firefighter. ‘I’m not but the boy seems to be,” replied Gabe “May I check you for injuries?” the firefighter asked Justin. Justin nodded yes, but he held on to Gabe’s hand not letting him step away. “It’s OK Justin I won’t leave,” said Gabe “Justin is that your name?” said the firefighter “I’m Jason,” he continued as he gently ran his hands over Justin’s arms and legs, Jason noticed that Justin flinched a little when he touched the boys left wrist and ankle. “Does that hurt?” Jason asked, and Justin nodded his head yes. Then he then checked Justin’s pulse and respirations. Then Jason noticed a cut on Justin’s head, he quickly pulls a four by four from the medical kit and pressed it to the small bloody patch in Justin’s hair “Hold this, please,” Jason said to Gabe as he grabbed a roll of gauze and wrapped it around Justin’s head as Gabe held the bandage in place. Jason then took a splint from the kit and placed it around Justin’s wrist. “Can you please gently hold this while I secure it?” he asked Gabe. “Sure” replied Gabe as he took Justin’s splinted wrist into his hands. Gabe smiled reassuringly at Justin. After Jason was done securing the splint, he looked at Justin’s ankle said that it looked to be a sprain or a bruise. Looking over to Gabe. Jason asked, “Can you please stay with Justin while I see if I can help the others?” While Gabe and Jason tended to Justin, Brad had pulled his jump kit and blanket that Gabe had dropped into the minivan and wiggled his way into the back seat. He did a quick visual scan of the two younger children still strapped into their car seats. Other than being scared and hanging upside down, they showed no visible injury. So, Brad then checks out the boy about seven dangling by the legs from the straps of his car seat. The boy had a cut on his head and one on his left arm the head wound was bleeding a lot, but Brad knew that was very typical of head wounds. Brad opened his jump kit and pulled out the trauma shears and prepared to cut the boy's leg free. He lifted the boy to take the strain off the straps. “Hey, I got you I won’t let you fall,” Brad said to the boy, the boy seemed to relax as Brad lifted him up, he quit screaming Brad could see the foot was not badly entangled, so he dropped the shears and gently freed the boy’s foot. As Brad started to back out of the van with the boy in his arms, he felt movement behind him and heard a voice say “Here hand him to me.” Brad shifted around and saw a firefighter half way in the passenger door taking off their helmet. Brad was shocked to see a bright red ponytail emerge from under the helmet. As the face of the firefighter came into view, he was amazed at its beauty. The firefighter was a very good looking, woman, as he handed the boy to her he smiled broadly. “Thanks for the assist, there are two more in car seats, and the driver yet,” Brad reported As Jason reached the van door, the other firefighter was backing out, and two more emergency vehicles arrived. “I’ll take him, Logan,” Jason said to the redheaded firefighter. “You go in and check the driver and tell that guy in the back to leave the kids in the car seat and take the whole seat out if he can.” Logan handed the boy off to Jason, who carried him up to the ambulance that had just arrived. Jason returned and helped another firefighter force open the side door to the minivan with a Halligan tool. Then he ducked in and assisted Brad with the removal of the remaining two kids in the car seats. Logan quickly assessed the driver; pulse was 100 and weak respirations were 20 and labored, She gently took the driver by the head and neck and held it steady holding the drivers head and neck in place. “I need a C collar” she yelled Just then Gabe appeared at the shattered driver’s side window on his hands and knees. “What can I do to help,” said Gabe. “Here gently place your hand were mine are and hold her (the driver’s) head and neck very still,” said Logan. “While I get the C collar on her.” Gabe laid on his back half in and half out of the smashed window. He carefully replaced his hands were Logan was slowly removing hers. Gabe’s face was very intense as he tried to calm his own nervousness and not allow his hands to shake. Logan reached back a grab the collar and opened it up and started to place it around the woman’s neck. “Lift your left hand slowly and replace it on the outside of the collar, then do the same with the other hand, as I bring the collar around, then hold it till I get the collar secured” Logan instructed Gabe. As the two worked together to stabilize the woman’s neck and head Jason called for a backboard and additional help to get the driver out. He then came around to where Gabe was. “OK, let me in there so I can help Logan get the driver on the back board,” he said to Gabe Logan gently kicked Brad as he was getting out of the back of the minivan. “Hey you,“ she called, “I need you to release the seat belt when we lift the driver up so that we can get her on the backboard and out of here.” Brad nodded yes and slid back into the gap between the front seats. Brad released the seat belt when he was told, and the driver was slowly sliding from her restraints and onto the backboard. The firemen carried the woman up to the second ambulance that had arrived and placed her on the gurney. “Moooommm! MOM! MOM!” Justin shouted, along with his younger brother, as she was placed in a different ambulance than they were in. Gabe and Brad walked up the short incline of the ditch, and Gabe went to Justin. “Hey, calm down, it's going to be OK,” he said comfortingly to Justin as Jason stepped up to the ambulance. “Can you go with me and my brother?” asked Justin looking at Gabe. “I would like to, but I don’t think they would let me,” Gabe said reassuringly “how about I stop by the hospital later and check on you and your family.” “Could I ride with you to the hospital while your Mom and the little ones go in the other ambulance?” said Jason to the two obviously upset boys laying in the back of the ambulance. “Will we go to the same place as they take Mom and Tommy and Erika?” asked Justin. “Yes, you’re all going to the County Hospital in Arlowe?” said Jason. Smiling at Justin, “who’s your friend here?” he asked, pointing to the boy on the gurney. “That’s Connor, my brother, is he going to be ok? Justin asked “I think he will be okay judging from the amount of yelling he just did,” said Jason smiling Jason turned to Gabe “Thanks for jumping in and helping like that; most bystanders don’t get that involved” offering his hand to Gabe and patting him on the shoulder. “You’re very welcome Jason,” replied Gabe “I was with Deputy Jacobs when we saw the rollover happen.” “I’m sorry I never asked your name,” said Jason looking questioningly at Gabe. “Gabe Darby is my name.” “You are very cool in a stressful situation Gabe, have you ever thought about being a paid-on call firefighter?” said Jason “No, not really, ” said Gabe his expression showing the gears grinding in his head. “Well, you should,” said Jason as he climbed into the back ambulance with the two boys as a pretty redheaded firefighter shut the doors. “Did I hear you say your friend is a Deputy Sheriff?” said Logan “Yeah... he is,” replied Gabe smiling as he watched Logan’s eyes shift to Brad, who was speaking with another Deputy and a State Trooper. “His name is Brad Jacobs if you’re wondering?” Gabe continued with a slight chuckle. Hearing the little chuckle, Logan quickly brought her eyes back to Gabe. “Er… thanks again for all your help, you really should think about being a Firefighter, I think you would make a good one from what little I’ve seen,” she said with a small smile. “Jason and I work out of the Indian Creek West sub-station. Jason is one of the full timers; there I’m just a paid-on call.” “Paid on call what’s that?” asked Gabe “It’s what they call volunteers now since we are trained and get a small amount of money for answering calls when they need extra help or when we do Station Time” answered Logan “Well, I have better get going to the hospital to get Jason; then we still need to get Groceries for the guys on shift today. That’s was what Jason and I were doing when the call came in,” she continued with a grin. As Logan climbed into the driver’s seat of the pickup, Brad walked up to Gabe “gawd… she’s cute,” said Brad, just loud enough for Gabe to hear. Gabe smiled at Brad and agreed. They walked back to the Bronco and got in. “She works out of the Indian Creek West sub-station,” said Gabe looking at Brad out of the corner of his eye. “Yeah, I know,” said Brad “and her name is Logan Campbell,” he said, wiggling his eyebrows, making Gabe laugh. Brad put the Bronco into gear, and headed down the road toward Arlowe.
  4. Chapter Four of Gabe Darby is in the cue, hope it is released soon

  5. Hope every one had a wonderful Thanksgiving. Please remember that today is small business Saturday and your local shop owners depend on your support.

  6. Carlos Love the way you research your locations. Can't wait for more tours of the Miami area ever thought about CJ going down into the Keys? When I was single used to vacation there every year staying on Marathon key. Some very fond memories com from those years.
  7. I am just completing my fourth chapter of my story "Gabe Darby" and have lost my editor and am in desperate need of one so I can get this and following chapters published.
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    Chapter 3

    Gabe Darby: Chapter 3 When Brad and Gabe arrived at the German house, AJ was not there yet. So they grabbed a booth and ordered a couple of beers. “The house is beautiful, and it’s not that far from dad’s place,” said Gabe. “And with the additional property, the potential of the place is fantastic.” But don’t you believe it’s a little small?” asked Brad. “For now it will work, and in the spring we can start the expansion I want to do” replied Gabe with a wicked grin. “Expansion? What does your little mind have rolling around in there” asked Brad? “Look here.” Gabe pulled a pen out and grabbed a napkin and started making a rough sketch of the layout of the house. “Look, this is the back bedroom, and I believed we could build out from this wall and this wall. Making the second bedroom into a master suite here... and the master bath will be directly behind the existing bathroom so the plumbing runs won’t be too long.. We can put a door here as a pass through to the laundry area. And on the back wall French doors leading to the deck. Then for landscaping I was….” It was at this point Brad's eyebrows went up, and he thought. “Did he just say WE? noooo?… He Said WE!… He said it twice! No three times!” At this point, Brad heard nothing else as his mind was running all the possible implications that the word “We” had. The waitress brought their beers, and Gabe stopped talking a mile a minute just long enough to thank her and order some pretzel nuggets and cheese. Brad quickly jumped in before Gabe could start in with his glowing description of his house plans. “Gabe you said we? What exactly did you mean by that? Brad asked curiously. Gabe cocked his head to the side and looked quizzically at Brad. Had he said we? He ran it back through his mind and... he had used... We several times. The realization made him blush. His subconscious had used We instead of I. Yes, He Had! OH My God, what did I just do? I dreamed that Brad and I would live together, only it was a dream. It was a literal dream he had experienced a few times. But... But… Gabe looked into Brad’s eyes there was emotion there, only buried deep. The expression on Brad’s face was a mix of trepidation and happiness, the just detectable upturn of his mouth showed the wicked wit Brad held in check most of the time. Could Brad feel something more for me than just lust and/or brotherly love? Gabe thought to himself. Do I feel something missing in my life? Brad made him feel like no one else could. Brad’s sexual heat was something almost like a craving to Gabe back in college; That was just sex... wasn’t it? The fun in the shower this afternoon was just that fun…. I hadn’t slept with Brad since we were in college and before I had met Darla and Brad had met Jenny. Gabe’s blush deepened. “Brad I… I... was just so excited… and we had looked at the house together... and I just got carried away.” The look in Brad’s eyes dulled slightly, but then with that wicked grin of his he smiled and said “Gabe just yanking your chain buddy” He laughed and took a swig of his beer. But Gabe noticed the brightness in those blue eyes of his, fade just a little, he had hurt Brad’s feeling, perhaps. Just then the doorway to the restaurant opened, and AJ stepped in shaking the snow off himself. AJ strode to the table and greeted them. “Hey boys, how was your day?” AJ continued before either of them could answer. “Man, it's starting to snow again, and man is it comes down.” The waitress arrived with the pretzel nuggets as AJ sat down. AJ quickly order a beer, and the daily special, Sauerbraten. Gabe and Brad both ordered a Red Reuben. “Any luck today on a car or house today,” asked AJ. “Well, no luck on the vehicle front but Matt said he should be able to have what I want next week,” answered Gabe. “As for the house hunting... “Gabe looked at Brad with a mischievous smile. “We looked at about five places all over town I didn’t find anything I liked.” Gabe smiled at Brad and said. “But then we looked in the township and found this cute little place with a really nice piece of property. It’s over on Dennison Road. It has a two car detached garage and a small pole barn.” Gabe said, seeing the anticipation on his dad's face. “Will you just tell him already” Brad blurted out. Gabe stuck his tongue out at Brad, then continued. “It has two bedrooms a large living room, a large eat-in kitchen, a bath, and a laundry mud room. With room for expansion.” Gabe took a breath, then went on. “The house was remodeled completely about three, four years ago, but the original construction was the late 1940’s.” continued Gabe. “The price is $75,000 for the house and property…” Brad couldn't stand it anymore. He looked at AJ and said “what he’s drawing out, trying not to tell you is he put a $1,000 deposit on it” and is already making plans for a new wing to the house with a deck and a pool and a hot tub.” “Hey, I said nothing about a pool or a hot tub and it’s not a new wing, it's a master suite,” Gabe said as he looked at his dad, Gabe’s smile was so big and his excitement so great he almost vibrated in the booth. “Dad, I really have a good vibe of this place, it’s nice and small now, but the potential to expand it is incredible, and they're 4 acres of undeveloped land that goes with it. Here, let me show you what I have in mind.” Gabe pulled out the sketch on the napkin to show his Dad. Just then their food arrived, and they continued to talk about the house and Gabe's plans. Then AJ asked Gabe about financing the house. “Well,” said Gabe. “I was going to go see the bank in the morning about a loan. I have over 50% of the cost of the house as a down payment.” AJ look at his son “Which bank are you going to see?” “I was planning on going to United Bank and Trust first, then maybe First Federal,” said Gabe “How about the Bank of Darby? AJ asked. Gabe looked up quickly at his Dad. “Really, you would be willing to do that?” asked a shocked Gabe “Wait a minute,” said Brad “I never heard of the Darby Bank.” “That’s what Dad calls a loan from the Family Trust. “It’s where I got the money for my first car.” said Gabe “You never had to worry about that Brad as you and your sister Sandy have the money from your parents estate “ Said Gabe. "It’s a loan like you would get from a regular bank, but you pay back that loan to the trust at a much lower rate of interest than what a commercial bank charges. “Gabe continued. “Only I didn’t know it did home loans I thought it was for the cars and College etc.” “Who do you think your big brother Mike financed his house through, and your two sister’s homes.” Stated AJ “Hell, I couldn’t let you pay 10% interest on a home loan.” AJ continued. “So what kind of interest rate are you talking AJ?” asked Brad “Well, your other siblings pay 3.5 % I was thinking the same rate for you,” AJ said to Gabe. ”Can the trust swing this much?” asked Gabe “Oh yes,” replied AJ “and you should only have to put down about 20% of total loan as a down payment so you won’t have to eat up so much of your savings.” “Thanks, Dad I had no idea you did that for the others,” said Gabe “Well, this was something your great grandfather started. It was because of the “Bank of Darby”, (he made air quotes) that our family made it through the great depression so well. Your Grandfather thought it was a good thing too and added to the trust. So when he passed away the Trust had grown enough to be split among your uncles and I. so we all could have our own “Bank of Darby” with our portion for our own families.” said AJ. “Plus there was still a little left in the Darby Family Trust left after the split, and your uncles and myself have each contributed back into it.” Said AJ with a smile. “So who controls that?” asked Gabe sating both Brad's and his curiosity. “That is what has become the known as the Irish Family Charitable Foundation.” Replied AJ “My brothers and I meet three times a year to discuss the best use of the interest from the trust monies, sometimes as charitable gifts, sometimes scholarships.” Gabe sat back, his jaw sagging slightly. He had known that his Grandfather and Father had both done well and were well off but they never let on that the “Family” had a fortune. AJ continues to smile at his sons. He watches as the gears went around in both Gabe’s and Brad’s head’s. “The scholarship’s Sandy and I got to finish school those were from the Irish Family Foundation.Said Brad in amazement. “Yep,” said AJ “Is that what you did for Sandy and me with the estate money from our folks.” Brad asked. “So now when you and your sister Sandy start a families, you can do the same for your kids.” replied AJ with a loving, gentle smile. “I told your father, I would watch out for you two, and this was the best way I could think of doing that." AJ stated almost in a whisper. They finished their meal and headed for the door. “We will see you at home Dad,” called Gabe as they walked through the four-inch accumulation of snow. The snow continued to fall at a rapid pace as they drove home. “Hey pull into the party store there and I’ll get us a nightcap,” said Gabe “How about some Maker's Mark?” said Brad as he pulled into the small store's parking lot. “Sure,” said Gabe as he exited the Bronco and headed into the store. He quickly made his purchase and returned to the big four-wheel drive vehicle. Gabe climbed in and set the bag on the seat between Brad and himself. Brad couldn’t resist peeking into the bag. “Hey, you got Hunter's sausages and something else? Ouch!” said Brad as Gabe slapped his hand as he reached into the bag. “Don’t spoil the surprise nosy” spouted Gabe, pulling the bag closer to himself. The drive home took a little longer due to the snow, as they pulled into the driveway Gabe looked at Brad “Why don’t you plan on staying the night, you don’t have to work until Thursday, right? stated Gabe. “The snow doesn’t seem to be letting up,” he continued. “Sure I'll stay as long as there a bedtime story” Brad giggled as he shut the engine off to the Bronco. Gabe and Brad exited the truck and headed into the house. They took off their boots in the mud room, then stepped into the kitchen looking for AJ. The light coming from the living room clued them into where AJ was. “Hey Dad, we're home, we stopped to get some Maker's Mark, would you like some?” asked Gabe. “Sure I'll take a couple of fingers” replied AJ. Brad pulls three rocks glasses from the cabinet above the wine rack, as Gabe pulls the bottle from the bag of things he had gotten from the party store. After pouring the drinks, Gabe took AJ his drink setting it on the small table next to his recliner. AJ looked up from the papers he was reading and smiled his thanks to Gabe. “We're going to be downstairs if you need us for anything Dad,” said Gabe as he looks at Brad and chuckled. AJ was at it again... TV is tuned to a basketball game and the Red Wings vs. Blackhawks Hockey game on the radio as he read memos and reports he had brought home from the office. “So what’s the scores?” Brad asked AJ while smirking at Gabe “Black Hawks are up one zip in the first period, and Michigan State is up by 4 points over Ohio State in the Second Quarter.“ Answered AJ Brad stood there for a moment mouth agape, as Gabe stepped passed him head for the stairs to the basement. "I never can figure out how he does that,” as they walked down the stairs. Gabe set the bag down on the small table at the end of the couch. Gabe walked over to turn on the TV. While Brad went to the Franklin stove and got a fire started in it. Gabe went into his old bedroom and dug through the dresser drawers. He pulled out sweatpants, tossing them on the bed, he then went to his suitcase and pulled out the sweatpants he wore this morning. “Brad” he called, “I’ve pulled out some sweats that should fit you if you want to get comfortable.” As the fire started to warm the basement, Brad stepped into the bedroom and started to remove his flannel shirt. “Man that sounds like a sound idea, thanks, Gabe” answered Brad. They watched each other strip out of the warm flannel shirts and jeans they wore. Brad taking in the fit, tight body of Gabe and marveling at how his dark blue briefs barely contained his gorgeous cock and large balls. Gabe couldn't take his eyes off Brad as he stepped out of his jeans he marveled at Brad's goods. Even soft it was a good 5 inches in length, shave balls the size of duck eggs, and a trimmed patch of blond pubes. Gabe mentally chuckled at the fact that he hadn't seen Brad wear any underwear since their first week in college. Gabe stepped out of his briefs and pulled up his sweatpants as Brad pulled on the ones Gabe had found for him a little small but in all the right places Gabe thought. Wearing T-shirts, sweatpants and big thick socks the pair walked back into the den area and sat on the couch. The room had warmed nicely, and they both reached for their bourbon taking a sip and setting back into the sofa. The TV was tuned to Sports Center on ESPN, but the volume was turned down. And the light from the television and the fire in the Franklin stove gave the room a warm, cozy glow. “Do I get my bedtime story now?” chided Brad as he sips on his bourbon. “What do you want to hear” Gabe answered “How about the one where a four-year long relationship went to hell in a hand basket,” said Brad with a serious look on his face. “You got to tell someone, at some point or it's going to eat you up inside Gabe. I see it every time someone asks or mentions Darla.” Gabe looked into Brad’s face and saw both interest and concern. Gabe sighed and hesitated, then ever so slowly started to tell Brad about the breakup. “Well... I… noticed that things had begun to become stale between us almost two years ago... Darla and I seemed to have grown comfortable with living together... and our sex life started to become almost predictable… Tuesday, Thursday, Saturday, etc. It was like a doctor's appointment or therapy session. With some weeks being interrupted by mine or Darla's travel schedule for work.” said Gabe with a wry smile toward Brad. “Darla traveled less than I did so she started hanging out with a group of women from work and going out on girls’ nights out several times a week, she even joined a women’s book club.” Gabe chuckled sadly. “I joined a gym and racket club to try and stay in shape.” Gabe paused and stared into his drink swirling the amber liquid. “Then I met Jason...” Gabe looked at Brad feeling the heat of embarrassment flush his face, staring down into his drink again unable to look at Brad. Gabe continued with halts and pauses. “Jason was a good looking guy from the gym.... at first we just worked out together... then we partnered up for a racquetball league... that's when we started meeting for drinks after work when I was in town.” Gabe chanced a glancing look up into Brad face and eyes. Brad’s face revealed concern and sympathy. He took a deep breath and sighed heavily. But Brad’s eye showed a bit of jealousy Gabe thought. Brad reached over and took Gabe’s hand, gently squeezing it. This simple gesture seems to give Gabe the strength to continue. Gabe drew a deep breath and rushed on. " while Darla was traveling, I invited Jason back to the apartment after a workout for a drink....” Gabe's voice became shaky, and his eyes started to tear. “One thing lead to another, and we kissed, then it was like the floodgates opened.” Gabe looked at Brad pleadingly. “Jason and I were all over each other kissing, and groping... eventually sucking and rimming, Then I fucked him.” Gabe shuddered as tears rolled down his cheeks. He looked into Brad's eyes again and saw tears forming, but those tears were not from jealousy. Gabe was almost sure of that. Brad pulled Gabe into a hug and held him tight. After a few moments, Gabe went on quietly, still in Brad’s embrace. “Damn it was hot Brad,” Gabe said in a plaintive tone. “It was the best sex I had. Since our last time together the Saturday before we graduated college.” Stated Gabe Brad's mind drifted as he remembered back to that last Saturday together, the day before graduation. His memory was very vivid, the day spent in Gabe's bed touching each other and experiencing all of what each other's bodies had to offer. Loving each other unconditionally. Just lying there holding each other trying to calm their mutual fears of the future. Gabe pulled back from Brad’s embrace and continued. “Jason and I got together a few more times, but there was nothing there. It was nothing more than pure lust, nothing lasting, nothing substantial like I had with you... “ Brad’s breath caught in his chest as he heard Gabe’s statement. Like he had with me! Brad thought. Gabe went on quickly, “It was through Jason... that I met and became an accepted member of a group of guys who were Bi or gay.” Gabe paused and sipped from the bourbon in his trembling hand. Gabe looked at Brad, locking eyes with him. “I 'm not proud of this Brad; you have to understand... " Gabe pleaded "My job didn't allow me to make any friends at work and Darla and I were growing farther apart each and every day. I was lonely... so very lonely.” Gabe sobbed and fell into Brad's embrace again. Brad held Gabe against his chest until Gabe calmed. Then Brad asked, “What was the final straw with you and Darla.” Gabe drew a deep, shuddering breath and sniffled a little. “Well... “Gabe started, haltingly and with longer pauses “This group of men was very different from most social groups. It was… a... well... it was a sex and orgy group.” Gabe waited to see Brad's reaction. Brad just sat there face calm and almost stoic. Brad held his breath, knowing if he reacted or said anything Gabe would think he was judging him. “I only went a few times,” Gabe stated begging for forgiveness. “They met every two weeks at a different place each time. Darla had to travel out of town and was going to be gone over the weekend, so I chanced to host a meeting of the group.” Gabe took a swallow of Bourbon to steel his nerves and continued. “Darla’s was to have meetings Monday, but unknown to me they had been canceled. So Darla took an earlier return flight and got back late on Saturday two days earlier than I expected.” Gabe sighed, as shudder racked his body at the memory. Shaking his head, eyes downcast Gabe continued. “Darla walked into our apartment. It was full of 20 naked men engaged in every kind of sex act that men can engage in. Darla totally freaked out.” Gabe turned beet red and buried his face in his hands, as he continued to describe the scene to Brad. “I was French kissing one dude as I was balls deep in Jason's ass. I had Jason bent over the couch with a guy under us sucking on Jason’s cock and licking my balls. Another man was standing on the sofa face fucking Jason. With three or four other similar groups scattered around our loft style apartment, screwing their brains out.” Gabe drew a quick deep breath and continued on. “It was Darla screaming my name that brought everything to a halt.” confessed Gabe “The last thing I remember was the look on Darla's face as she ran from our apartment.” Gabe heaved a great sigh: “You know what the worst part is?” Gabe looked at Brad’s tightly drawn face and started to sob. “The combination of my climaxing in Jason's ass and Darla's screaming my name caused me to faint dead away.” Gabe glanced up through tear filled eyes at Brad who was trying very hard not to smile or laugh, but in the end, couldn't help himself from letting out a little giggle. “HE HEheh HE" Brad's hand flew to his mouth, he ducked his head, trying not to let Gabe see his amusement, at the scene that Gabe had just described. But the mental picture of Gabe cumming in this guy’s ass as Darla screams Gabe’s name. Then Gabe passing out! was just too damn funny. Slowly Brad tried to regain his composure, but the moment he looked at Gabe's blushing face, Brad broke out in raucous laughter. Gabe was mortified and shocked at first; then he got mad! Gabe was so angry that he punched Brad in the shoulder several times, but all that did was to make Brad laugh harder. “YOU ASS” (punch) “You shit” (punch) “You Total Shit” (punch). “IT'S NOT FUNNY” (punch) shouted Gabe. “I open up to you. Tell you the most embarrassing thing in my whole life, and you laugh!. YOU FUCKING LAUGH!!” Gabe pounded on Brad's chest with his fists. “YOU FUCKING LAUGH” Gabe sobbed Brad's laughter was so genuine it was infectious, Gabe slowly started to laugh. Gabe continued his assault on Brad’s chest, but with each fist strike the ferocity of Gabe’s blows to Brad’s chest seemed to lose some strength. Till it started to become almost playful. Brad grabbed and held Gabe's arms. Brad kissed Gabe on the forehead and tried to explain. “I wasn't laughing at you Gabe, but at the totally fucked up scene you described.” As Gabe continued to struggled to get away, they laughed more and more. Till both were a giggling mess stretched out on the couch with Brad laying on top of Gabe. Brad looked down into Gabe's eyes. Then leaned in and kissed Gabe on the lips hard and passionately. At first, Gabe return the heated kiss, then he felt his dick start to harden, and he broke it quickly. “Oh no, you don’t!” Gabe said forcefully. “You are not getting off that easy.” Gabe tried to sit up, but Brad held him in place and kissed him passionately again grinding their hardening cocks together. Gabe started to fight off Brad’s kiss, but Gabe's want and desire for the man… no “HIS” man was too much. Gabe ran both his hands up under Brad’s t-shirt and caressed the defined musculature of his shoulders and back with one hand as the other explored the ridges and valleys of Brad’s chest and abs. Brad’s hand was busy caressing Gabe's sides and hips; his right hand found its way to the drawstring of Gabe’s sweatpants. For a few minutes, they wrestled passionately removing the interfering clothing of each other. Gabe’s hard inches pressed alongside Brad’s equally impressive package. Brad used his greater height and weight to pin Gabe’s hands between Gabe and the couch. Brad kisses his way down Gabe's torso stopping to tease Gabe's nipple then moved down the left side to his Adonis Belt. Brad then gently kisses his way down to Gabe’s balls and taint. He then flips Gabe’s legs up and back on to his chest. Gabe moans in pleasure as Brad starts to explore his ass crack and hole. Hearing Gabe's moans growing loader, Brad quickly reaches for the TV remote and turns up the volume on SportsCenter. As the announcers are giving the scores to the different sporting events around the country, Brad dives into Gabe ass crack. Brad’s rasping tongue flies over his pink hole and elicits a shiver from Gabe. Gabe’s moaning turns into “the bag the bag.” Brad's brain suddenly comprehended what Gabe is saying and grabs the bag and dumps its contents onto the coffee table. Out, falls cheese, Hunter’s sausage, a box of condoms and a tube of personal lubricant. Brad grabbed the lube first and used some on Gabe’s tight hole then he spreads it on his fingers he uses those fingers to probed into Gabe’s very personal space. Gabe arched his body as Brad's finger penetrated him. Gabe moaned and flinched. Brad looked up at Gabe’s face; he saw the stress of some pain there, but the smile on Gabe’s face reassured Brad that Gabe was OK. After opening Gabe’s hole up, first with one finger, then two, then three. Gabe withered in ecstasy on the couch. Gabe freed his hands from under himself and grabbed Brad’s head, pulling Brad up so he could make eye contact with him. Gabe quietly said, “fuck me, fuck me please Brad I need you in me.” Brad quietly moaned his agreement, as he kissed Gabe. He ran his lubed fingers over his shaft, then pulled on a condom and ran his lubed fingers over it. He positioned himself at the entrance to Gabe's hot hole. Slowly pressing forward into Gabe. Gabe sighed and wrapped his legs around Brad’s waist. Once he was in Gabe deeply, Brad held there in place, letting Gabe adjust to his cock. Then over the next twenty minutes, Brad made love to Gabe. Gabe pulled Brad down to himself so he could kiss Brad and nuzzle his neck as he moves in sync with Brad. After explosive climaxes each Brad and Gabe snuggled on the couch. Brad and Gabe sat up, had a little more of the excellent bourbon and ate Irish cheddar and Hunter’s Sausage and watch the fire as it burned in the Franklin stove. Brad leaned in and whispered to Gabe. “Oh God Gabe, I have missed you so much. I missed your touch and your smell. Brad hesitated for a split second, then said: “I adore you, Gabe”. Brad didn’t think that Gabe was ready to hear the “L” word just yet. Gabe’s reply was a very contented sigh “I adore you to”. After a few minutes, Brad screwed up the courage to ask Gabe about the saying “We” several times that evening. Gabe turned to face Brad. “I did use that term several times didn’t I?” said Gabe Brad nodded his head yes. Gabe smiled and gently kissed Brad on the lips. “I think it was my subconscious speaking for me,” whispered Gabe “I actually like the idea of us being a we,” as he kissed Brad again. “Come with me, I’m getting cold, let’s crawl under the covers and get warm and get some sleep." Gabe stood up and held his hand out to Brad and helped him to his feet, then leading him by the hand to the bedroom they crawled into bed and were soon fast asleep with Gabe cuddled into Brad strong arms.
  9. Bradley, Thiago, and CJ will definitely mellow with age but for now they are young and full of hormones. This is in No-way an excuse for bad behavior but. it explains it. I teach middle and high school classes and I can tell you the one thing boys that age have at least half of their brain occupied with is Sex at all times, hetero or bi or Gay not with standing!
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    Chapter 2

    Gabe Darby Coming Home Chapter 2 The next morning Gabe woke up cold and shivering. He had forgotten how cold his bedroom in the basement got in the winter. He put on a set of sweats to cover his naked body and he found his heavy socks to warm his feet. As he stumbled up the stairs to the kitchen, Gabe could smell fresh coffee and bacon. His Dad had been up since 5:30 am, as usual, and he had fixed breakfast for himself, AJ had also cooked a few extra strips of bacon for Gabe. “Morning there’s some bacon for you” AJ said as he continued to read the paper and listen to the local news on the radio and TV. This was something Gabe remembered his Dad always doing. AJ would listen to baseball on the radio and watch football on TV and read the paper at the same time. “How do you do that?” Questioned Gabe as he poured himself a cup of coffee and he tossed two slices of bread into the toaster. “HMMM “was all AJ answered with. “You know what I mean Dad, the three info sources at one-time thing!” stated Gabe emphatically! “I can see two, the paper and the radio or the paper and the TV. But it has always boggled my mind as to how you can read, and listen to two things at once and keep it all straight.” AJ just chuckled, “Sorry, I never knew it bothered you so much.” Totally sidestepping the question. “Well, I need to get into the office and get things done so I can sit with your Mom this afternoon,” AJ said as he stood and folded the morning newspaper, then walked past Gabe slapping the paper into his chest. “So what are your plans for today,” asked his AJ as he put on his overcoat and grabbed his briefcase and sack lunch. “Well, breakfast, then go see Matt Casperelli about a vehicle for when I move back here, then drop in and see Mom and then maybe see a realtor. Lunch with Brad. Then Brad and I are going house hunting this afternoon” answered Gabe “OK, sounds like you got a busy day planned. How about you and Brad meeting me for dinner at the German House at say seven or seven thirty” Said AJ as he went out the doorway. “Sounds Great Dad!!” yelled Gabe as the door to the garage closed behind his Dad. Gabe chuckled to himself; he hasn't changed much, still the polite question that was really an order. After a breakfast of two eggs, toast and bacon, Gabe dressed in jeans, T-shirt and flannel shirt, with his leather bomber jacket. He walked out of the house and was happy to see no new snow and very little frost on the windows of his rental car. He started it up, then went back inside to look at the classifieds ad and have a third cup of coffee. As he looked through the paper looking for apartments to rent a small ad caught his eye. For Sale by Owner small two bedroom, one bath bungalow with detached 2 car Garage and additional outbuilding for storage or workshop call for an appointment for a look see and price. 555 812 4467 Gabe folded the paper with the ad up and went to out to the running car. Gabe then drove to the used auto dealer in town Casperelli's Used Auto Sales. He pulled in and parked, Gabe took a quick look at the sales lot, not seeing anything that caught his eye he headed for the office. Gabe opens the door to the small office; it’s warm and inviting in that it had a manly decor. A set of brown tweed armchairs and an old coffee table with car magazines on it, several padded straight back chairs and a small table with coloring books and crayons on it. The brown wood paneling was the same he remembered from when he was a teen buying his first used car a 67 Ford Comet. Gabe chuckled as the tall, fair-haired man behind the counter quietly cussed at a copier that had seen better days. The door chime sounded as he walked in and the man at the copier said “be with you in a moment, almost got this paper jam cleared” without looking up. “Is that the same copier your Dad bought new back in 1972, Matt ?” said Gabe chuckling and shaking his head “Hell that's what almost 20 years ago. Don't you ever give up on things.” The man straightened and turned around; He was 30ish. Close to six feet four, blond hair, blue eyes, square-jawed, olive skinned with a permanent five o'clock shadow that he had since he was 15. Matteo Casperelli was the son of Giovanni Casperelli and Elsa Karlsson. His Italian /Swedish heritage showed the contradiction that was his Parents. Matt’s face brightened as he saw Gabe. “Well, I’ll be Damn! You are the absolute last person I thought would walk through that door today” exclaimed Matt stretching out his hand to Gabe. Matt had been one of the guys his brother Raph had ran with in high school, Matt was always around the house, and he got to know all the Darby boys very well. They shook hands firmly. ‘So how’s Cheryl and the kids Matt?” asked Gabe “Oh, they are all great, Cheryl has gone back to work now, that Jenny has started school, Ashton is in the seventh grade, and Eric is in the fifth grade.” Replied Matt. “I’m sorry to hear about your Mom Gabe; I just read it in the paper this morning. How is she?” asked Matt. “Mom is hurt pretty bad, but she will be OK, her left side ribs were crushed, when she hit that tree but that’s the worst of her injuries, and Dr. Carlton is keeping her sedated to allow the ribs to heal some before she starts to get around”. Stated Gabe. Matt could see the sadness in Gabe's eyes, so he quickly changes the subject.“So what brings you around here you can’t be shopping for another car for her already? “No, oh no, I’m looking for a second vehicle for around here, cause I’m moving back to help out.” replied Gabe “Actually, what I’m looking for is something like an extended cab Ranger with Four-wheel drive.” Matt scratched his head, “I don’t have that in stock now, but give me a few days I might be able to find one. “OK... great thanks, Matt I knew I could count on you, how about dinner next week say Tuesday? “Gabe turned to the door and started out, then stopped and looked back waiting for Matt's answer. “You can bring Cheryl to... “ he trailed off. Seeing Matt's face brighten as he said it. He never liked leaving Cheryl behind not even in high school or college even after being married for 12 years. So much for the “GUY’S NIGHT” Idea! Gabe thought, as he closed the door and walked back to his rental car. Gabe drove to the hospital and went up to his Mom’s room, Gabe took his seat at the foot of the bed looking at his Mom, Gabe gave a heavy sigh as he thought. How am I going to explain to Mom why Darla and I split after all that time? Do I really have to explain? He asked himself. It's not like we were engaged or anything like that. Were we just a couple? Yes, Were we lovers? Yes, Was the Sex hot and wild? Mostly. Was the relationship growing? No. Was Darla happy? I think so, but things had gotten stagnate and routine these last few years. Maybe my indiscretion was the excuse she needed to end things. Was this her way out of a stagnant relationship? Maybe, it was my way of finding a way out of this relationship I was never wholly committed to. Was it even a relationship or was it Me hiding from reality? Yes, that was it, if Gabe really admitted the truth to himself. What would his Father think? What would his brothers say? What would the Family say or do? How could he tell them that he preferred Men to Women? Oh God, the “Darby Family Tradition” he whispered to himself The “Tradition” as Dad called it. Was a tradition of Public Service and then carrying on the family name. All his brothers were following that tradition. Mike, he was a Sgt. Detective in the Charleston, SC PD. Mike was married and had two kids. Raph had been made a full Commander six months ago and was in command of a U.S. Navy Seawolf class submarine on his first cruise. Raph, he was still single, on the other hand, Zad is a Marine Gunnery SGT. stationed at Twentynine Palms on the west coast and is engaged to be married. Pat the his little brother, he is at Xavier University is thinking about being a priest. Gabe chuckled to himself, that's what Mom wanted, and it would make Dad very proud, but he was not certain if that would happen Pat looked like an Angel with wings but he had Devilish streak, and he could attract the ladies. Oh, the stories Gabe could tell about his younger brother, but he never would, Gabe chuckled to himself again. That left himself , Gabe the “black sheep” of the family. Gabe had got his Degree in Business Management. Then quickly rose up the Management chain in a small regional retailer to become a District Director. Yes, he made great money close to six figures with bonuses. But he was not following the “family tradition”. That was something his Great grandfather had started. “A Darby does his civic duty first, then his living and his family.” That was what Great Granddad Angus had done, serving in the Spanish American War and and returning to become a Pharmacist. Gabe's Grandfather served in the Navy in WWI and then worked as a machinist and ran his own Machine Shop. Gabe's Father and Uncles all served in WWII. In the Navy, Marines, and the Coast Guard. “What have I done? Other than make money and hide in the closet” Gabe asked himself. Then Gabe thought of Brad, he too had followed the Darby tradition even though he wasn't a blood relation to the Darby's. Just the thought of Brad had Gabe smiling, thinking about hanging out with him this afternoon was getting him all tingly. He hadn't felt this way in a a lot of years, yes, being with Brad and just hanging out with him made Gabriel feel alive, or was it actually his lust for Brad. Then it struck him, you idiot you forgot to ask if Brad was still seeing Jenny. "Now she was a looker, and the two of them look cute together. Gawd, what a hot night that would be with the both of them... oh the combinations they could form... the pure passion and lust... STOP! " Gabe screamed in his head. "Man, you were just lusting after your brother/best friend and his Girlfriend. Oh, fuck you're all turned on! You got a fucking hard on thinking about fucking with Brad and Jenny!" He continue to scream at himself inside his head. Lost deep in thought, Gabe stared in the direction of his mother without really seeing anything. Gabe didn’t even react to the nurse coming into the room and her speaking to him. It was the nurse stepping directly into his line of sight that brought him out of his reverie, his eyes started to focus on her smiling face. “HUH?” was all he could manage to say in answer to what he assumed was a question. The smile broadened on the young face of the nurse as she repeated her statement. “I said it's time for Carolyn's bath and bedding change.” “Oh?... OH! YES” Gabe rose from the chair and looking down at his watch, “I need to be going anyway. Please! Excuse me; I was very deep in thought.” That is when he noticed his erection tenting his jeans. His face flushed red as he quickly grabbed his jacket and cover himself as nonchalantly as possible. He started for the door, hoping the pretty young nurse had not noticed his state of arousal. After Gabe had left the room the nurse burst forth with a conspiratorial giggle. Talking softly to Carolyn was she prepared to bathe her. “He's Cute.” “Is that your son? I hope he’s not married... I don't know what he was daydreaming about, but it sure had him aroused... HEE HEE” she giggled again. The nurse thought to herself “It could be a lot of fun getting to know that guy a whole lot better.” Gabe stood in the elevator his face slowly losing the redness of embarrassment and his hard cock softening behind his jacket. He looked at his watch again and saw he had about an hour before Brad would be by to pick him up. Gabe got into the car and headed toward the Real Estate Office. Gabe parked his rental car on the street in front of Indian Creek Realty. He got out and looked at the home listings posted in the two large bay windows in the Realty office. After jotting down several places he wanted to look at he stepped inside. The receptionist seated behind the desk look up and smiled “Hello, How can I help you?” she queried “Well, I was hoping to talk to someone about viewing some of the houses you have posted in the window.” answered Gabe. “Please have a seat, and I’ll see who is available.” Stated the receptionist Gabe sat on the chair, looking at more houses and condos posted on the wall. When out came a small man in his late fifties, balding, with a bit of a potbelly. “Hello, I’m Jim Talbert, how can I help you,” said the small man extending his hand. “Yes, I was interested in viewing these homes and condos this afternoon” I know it's short notice, but I’m only here in town till Thursday then I fly out again. You see I’m looking to move back to this area to be close to family. But I can only be in town a few days at a time right now.” “Well, Mr. ah. I’m sorry I didn’t get your name.” “Oh, Gabe Darby, I’m sorry I wasn’t thinking” “Ok Mr. Darby it happens that I'm free after 1:45 today and I would be glad to show you any properties you are interested in.” “Great here is a list of places that I saw on your window and your wall here. Please include any other places you might know about that match these, or are in a similar price range.” said Gabe “I will meet you here at 2:00 PM then” Gabe said shaking the man’s hand again. Gabe turned to the door and stepped out into the cold weather. It had begun to snow, and it was the heavy wet type, the kind of snow that makes the roads icy and slick. On his drive home, Gabe came upon a car that had gone off the road into a snow drift. Gabe stopped to see if he could be of assistance. When he got to the car, he found it was occupied by a teenage boy no more than 17. “Hey, are you ok? Gabe asked “yes, Mister, thanks for stopping." said the teen age driver. " I hit the brakes a little too hard when a deer darted across the road and I skidded off into this drift, and I’m stuck.” said the teen. Gabe smiled and said “well let’s see if we can get you out.” Gabe went to the front of the car and put his hands on the hood and nodded his head for the teen to put the car into reverse and hit the gas. The car started to move a little and then slid to the side once more. Gabe stopped pushing and told the teen to try rocking the auto. After several tries at pushing the car out of the drift, Gabe was starting to work up a sweat. A little while later, another car came along and with the help of the two guys from that car and some sand they had in their trunk, they were able to get the car back on the road. Gabe got back into his car and finished his drive home. As he got into the house he saw the time on the wall clock; he had about 10 minutes to get a quick shower. Man, he had worked up a sweat getting the teen’s car out of the ditch. He quickly went down to his bedroom in the basement and grabbed some dry clothes to change into. He laid them out on the bed and then headed to the bathroom. As he started to peel off the sweaty shirt and jeans, he heard Brad open the back door and Call out his name. “I’m down here in the bathroom going to catch a quick shower” he yelled. He left the door to the bathroom ajar as he finished stripping out of his clothes. He reached in and turned the water on, while waiting for water to heat up the door open and Brad stepped into the small bathroom. “This room always seemed bigger when we were in High School.” Brad chuckled as he opened his pants and stepped up to the toilet. Gabe couldn’t take his eyes off of Brad’s ass as he pissed. "He was going commando mmmm nice Gabe thought to himself." By this time the water was hot enough and Gabe moved to step into the shower, “mind if I join you like the old days?” asked Brad smiling and peeling off his t-shirt and wiggling his hips to get his jeans to fall. Gabe couldn’t help but smile at Brad. Scanning over his rock hard body with a little patch of chest hair set between two nicely developed pecs. Gab's eyes scanned down over Brad’s smooth ABS except for the tiny patch of hair that ran from his navel to his groin. The more Gabe scanned down Brad’s body, the more his cock rose from soft to rock-hard. “I’ll take that as a yes,” said Brad looking at Gabe’s eight hard inches of glorious man meat. Brad kicked off his hikers and stepped out of the pile of jeans around his ankles then quickly pulled off his socks. Gabe stepped into the tiled shower and under the hot steaming water. Brad followed quickly pushing Gabe up against the cool, wet tiles and mashing the mouths together. Their tongues wrestled for dominance, and both men were moaning and grinding their loins together. The next thing Gabe knew was, he was leaning against the wall running his hands through Brad’s hair as Brad’s mouth did amazing things to his cock and balls. Gabe moans let Brad know that he was doing things right. A short while later Gabe returned the same pleasure to Brad,hearing the same moans of pleasure from Brad as Brad had extracted from him. They both stepped from the shower very clean and very sated. Gabe picked up his watch off the sink, “Oh man we need to get moving if we are going to meet that realtor.” They quickly dress and one last quick kiss as they went up the stairs and out the door to Brad’s Ford Bronco. Climbing in and buckling up they head into town, stopping at McDonald’s to grab lunch. While they sat in the truck and ate Gabe asked Brad about Jenny. “Oh, Jenny and I parted ways about a year ago. She wanted a commitment, and I wasn’t ready for that.” “so you seeing anyone right now? Asked Gabe “No, not really, just a few dates is all,” answered Brad. “So you want to talk about Darla?” Brad fired back. “Not now... not here… it’s a story that is going to take a while to tell and I don’t cry in public” said Gabe with a slight grin. “That's tough Man; I’m so sorry. But when you want to talk I'm, here,” said Brad. Gabe and Brad meet up with Mr. Talbert the Realtor outside the office and then they all got into Brad's Bronco. They looked at three houses and two condos, but none really hit Gabe as the one of the condos seemed too cramped, and the house was overwhelming. Either too many rooms or way too much yard, the one house was almost perfect except for the kitchen. “Claustrophobic” was the word Gabe use to describe it. While Gabe talked to Mr. Talbert, Gabe had Brad call the ad in the newspaper. They dropped the Realtor back at the office and then went to see the house in the paper. The owner of the house was standing in the garage when they got there he looked like he was putting boxes in his van. He turned and saw them as they exited the car. “You must be the gentleman that called this afternoon.” “Yes, I am, I’m Gabe, and this is my brother Brad,” responded Gabe. “Nice to meet you I’m Stan Kelty.” Then Stan showed them around the garage and the small pole barn. “So how much land goes with the house? Asked Gabe. " About 4 acres altogether. Most of its undeveloped behind the shed here, but the house and garage sit on just over an acre as you can see there is plenty of room to add on if so choose.” Stan answered. “Let’s look at the house shall we.” he continued. As they walked toward the house, Brad asked the owner why he was selling? “Well, you see, this was our summer retirement home, and we would spend the winters in Texas near our two sons and their kids. But my Sally passed away last year and the summer up here alone just wasn’t the same, So I am selling and moving to Texas permanently, to be near my grand kids.” Said Stan. He leads Gabe and Brad into the house through the back door into a small laundry/mud room. That lead into a large eat in kitchen. “When was the house built,” asked Gabe. “It was built in the late 1940’s, but Sally and I remodeled it about three years ago,” said Stan. “I can see. New counters and cabinets, both very nice.” Commented Brad. “Hey, check out the fireplace,” said Gabe as he was walking into the large living room. “Back here is the two Bedrooms and the Bathroom,” said Stan stepping through the living room to the small hallway. Brad looked at Gabe and could see the smile forming on his face. “How much are you asking? Said Gabe while looking Brad in the eyes. “$52,000 for the house and lot the other acreage behind the shed is another $24,000” answered Stan. “Is this a house for you and your brother?” he asked in return. “Oh no, it’s for Gabe, He’s moving back here from the city I’m is just helping him find a place.” said Brad “Mr. Kelty, I think we have a deal.” said Gabe. Then he reached into his pocket and took out five 100 dollar bills and then wrote a check for another 500 dollars more. “Is that a good enough deposit till I can get the rest of the money for you Mr. Kelty?” said Gabe. “I think it will do, you do have my number to call me when you’re ready and we’ll meet at my lawyer's office in town and settle everything nice and legal like.” The three men shook hands and then Gabe and Brad left driving back to town to meet with their Dad, AJ, for dinner.
  11. I am who i am ...paraphrase of Popeye the Sailor

  12. Gabe Darby Chapter 1 Returning Home The room was dark and quiet, except for the beep of the medical monitors and a small reading light in the corner. Gabe Darby sat in one of the chairs with a book in hand, not reading, in fact, He hadn't turned a page in over an hour. Gabe just sat there staring at the small form of his Mother lying in the Hospital bed, her face bandaged, left foot in a cast. The Doctors were keeping her sedated because of her crushed ribs when her car hit the tree. Gabe gave thanks that his father had given his Lincoln Town Car to her. His company had given him a promotion, which came with a corporate car, for his latest patent that had saved the company hundreds of millions of dollars. That large car had saved his mother. A smaller car would not have protected her as comfortably as that “behemoth” as she likes to call the Lincoln. Gabe smiled at the thought of his tiny mother driving that huge two door 1972 Lincoln Town Car. Carolyn Darby was a small woman, she stood five feet three inches, and she weighed 140 pounds. Carol had to sit on a pad just to see over the steering wheel of that big car. Though Mom was diminished in stature, she was huge in the heart. The mother of seven kids, five sons, and two young ladies, she had more love to share than anyone Gabe had ever seen. She was a stay at home Mom; she also performed volunteer work for St. Catherine's Catholic Church. She had married Gabe's father after his stint in the Navy during WWII. Nine months after the wedding her first son Michael (Mike) was born. Raphael (Raph) came along 14 months later. Then came Zadekiel (Zad) 16 months later. Two years later came Margaret. Next, 18 months later came Gabriel (Gabe). Then two years later Rachel was born. The Doctor’s told Carolyn no more children as the bout of Rheumatic fever had severely weakened her heart. But four years later, along came Patrick. Gabe's Mom had run out of angel names by then. As Gabe sat there thinking about his mother, a large figure stepped into the doorway. Gabe looked up to see his father standing there. A.J. Darby was a large man, he stood six feet three inches, and he was 180 pounds of barrel chest and hard muscle. A.J slowly walked to the bedside, bowed his head and held on Carolyn's hand for a few minutes. Then he bent and kissed her gently on the forehead. He sat in the chair beside Gabe and sighed. Gabe reached for his father's hand and held tightly for a few seconds; then half smiled at his father. “The doctors are going to keep her under for at least a week to help those ribs heal.” said A.J., “They say she will be here in the hospital for at least a month. After that, she should be strong enough to come home. “ “I know Dad, I spoke to the Doctors when they were in a while ago,” said Gabe “They also said it would be at the very least, six months before she will be able to be on her own.” “It's when she comes home that's got me worried,” said AJ. “I have been thinking about that too Dad. “Said Gabe “I called the Regional VP and explained about the accident, I have four days off this week, then I need to head back to the city for a few days. He is looking into a position for me around here, so I can be closer and help out when Mom comes home.” “Now Gabe, no need for all that I will get things worked out, with Margaret and Rachel both here in Indian Creek I think we can manage.” “But Dad they both have their own families to care for, and with your promotion, that means a lot more travel for you. Plus, I'm tired of the city I need to get away for a while, and being back here, close to the family will help a lot. To tell you the truth, I have been very lonely there. Since Darla left, I have a lot of time on my hands.” “You never told us what happened between you and Darla; you were together for what six years?” asked AJ “Dad… I’m sorry, but I don't want to talk about it now, “sighed Gabe “OK!” “OK,” said A.J. Holding his hand up defensively. “I get it, why don't you head home and get settled in visiting hours are almost up. I'll sit with your mother till they chase me out, then I will come home.” “OK Dad,” Gabe said shaking his head “Rose Sanders is the night nurse tonight, she stopped in just after the doctors, she a good friend so don't give her too much grief when she tells you to leave. “Shaking his finger and smiling at his Dad Gabe said “Please... I heard about the night of the Accident when you got in the orderly's face, and the duty nurse called Security thinking you were going to hit him” said Gabe smiling knowing it took a lot to get his father so mad he would use violence to get his way. With a big grin on his face, Gabe turned slow away and started down the hall. His Dad was a big guy, and he knew how to use his size to intimidate and bully people into getting what he thought was right. But Gabe had learned long ago that his father was just an old softy at heart and but if you stood your ground with respect, he would return that respect. As Gabe stood waiting for the elevator, he looks at his reflection in the glass of a door to a darkened office. Standing Six feet and weighing 170 he looked good. In fact, lots of people said he looked a lot like the UCLA Quarterback and actor Mark Harmon. He liked that comparison, not only because the girls thought Harmon looked hot but so did he. There it was, the nagging secret. The truth, he had kept buried since high school, Yes, Gabe had dated and even slept with women, but he also had had sex with men. Gabe was Bisexual. He liked women and loved being intimate with them, but he always felt a much closer bond with the guys. The chime of the elevator broke Gabe from his private thoughts; he turned towards the door as it opened, and was surprised to see Brad Jacobs standing there. Six two, dark blond, bright blue smiling eyes that could melt icebergs. Brad had been Gabe's best friend in high school and roommate in college and his lover. Though he had added muscle to his chest shoulder and arms, he still gave Gabe the chills when he looked at him. Gabe stood there in stunned silence until Brad quickly smothered Gabe in a bone-cracking hug. “Gabe, it's so good to see you,” said Brad and placed a quick, gentle kiss on the side of Gabe's neck, sending shivers down his spine. Gabe pulled back and looked at Brad again; It was then he noticed the khaki uniform shirt and badge that he wore. He did it, he had become a Deputy Sheriff. “Brad, oh my God, what are you doing here?” exclaimed Gabe “I heard about our mother's accident and came over to see how she and your Dad were doing.” answered Brad. “You know that your Parents mean the world to me, and I was hoping to see you.” Brad said with a sly smile and a wiggle of his eyebrows. Gabe looked at his foster brother, friend, ex-roommate, and ex-lover up and down. Brad was more than just a friend/boyfriend; he is his brother. When they were both thirteen, just starting high school. Brad's Parents had been killed in a robbery of their Gas Station Convenience Store that was just off the exit to the interstate ten miles east of town. It was such a shock to the community. The Jacobs had been very popular with the residents of Indian Creek. Sponsoring little league teams and lots of other things for the benefit of the town's youth. Brad's older sister had been a freshman in college when this all happened, and she was his only other family. A.J. And Carolyn had requested to be Brad's foster parents and Judge Collins thought that was a very good idea. So Brad had come to live with Gabe and the Darby family. He shared a room in the basement with Gabe and his older brother Raph, till Raph went off to boot camp. That is when the basement became their sole domain. His mother and sister never dared enter “Man's Country” with Dad and Pat only coming down to watch sporting events with them. It's during this time that Gabe and Brad had started experimenting together and “helping each other out “as they say. Gabe's smile couldn't have been broader as he looked at Brad. “Mom is in room 425, Dad is with her now, I was just heading to the house to get some food and unpack.” he said, “Moms in a medically induced coma right now they want her ribs to heal some before she wants to start to move around.” “OH! I had heard she had been hurt, but didn't know it was that bad “Brad said with a look of concern. “Relax Buddy, she's going to be okay the doctors assured me. “Answered Gabe. “So you're with the Sheriff’s Department now?” He asked. “Yeah, I am... I am working out of the County Seat right now, but if the Board of Commissioners approves my promotion I will be a shift supervisor for the Eastern Substation.” replied Brad “Man that is just too cool Brad I'm happy for you,” said Gabe “Hey, let me look in on the folks and then will we can grab some grub and catch up,” Brad said as he started down the hall, pulling Gabe along with his massive arm around Gabe's shoulder. As they walked through the door, AJ looked up, and his face broke into a smile. He hadn't seen Brad in almost a month since he had stopped by the house at Christmas time. Brad hadn't been able to make the family Christmas as he had the duty shift at Arlowe, the county seat some 30 miles southwest of Indian Creek, which was in the northeast corner of the county. “Brad my boy! “Exclaimed A.J. Rising upon seeing the two boys walk into the room. “Found him lurking in the elevator on my way out Dad,” said Gabe smiling broadly. “LURKING! Peace officers don't lurk that's what Criminals Do Bucko” stated Brad punching Gabe in the shoulder just like they did in high school. A.J. Laughed at the two boys... young men now, he thought to himself. It's like the days when they were in high school and almost inseparable. “Sorry it's been so long Pop, and I hate that it's something like this that gets me back home,” Brad murmured as he hugged his foster father. He was the only person to get away with calling him Pop, but It was just too difficult to call him Dad. “It’s OK boy, it’s really OK “A.J. whispered to Brad as he returned the warm, loving hug and patted him on the back. As he pulls back from the hug, he could see the tears in Brad's eyes. AJ is fighting back his own tears also. They exchanged an unspoken moment, knowing how each felt. AJ never tried to replace Brad's father who had been his best friend for many years. He had just stepped up to support and guided the son of his best friend. Brad at first had been grateful to the Darby family for taking him in and watching over him and his older sister, but long ago he had come to love the Darby Family as his own. He was never an outsider or an add-on he was a son and brother to all the Darby's. Brad stepped away and went to Carolyn standing bedside looking down on her sleeping. He bowed his head said a prayer of thanks for the sparing of her life and her quick recovery, then kissed her forehead and turned back to Gabe and AJ. Looking at his watch, then glancing at the two he said: “Gabe we got to get moving if we are going to grab a bite to eat, I go on shift in an hour and a half.” With a gentle smile, AJ shooed them out the door and told Gabe he would see him at home. Gabe sat across the table from Brad in the German House, a small family restaurant in Indian Creek. They both ordered the house specialty Schnitzel with the works, red cabbage and Spaetzle and gravy. Brad smiled at Gabe. “So you still with ah… Darla? Yeah, that’s her name.” he said with a questioning look. “No, I'm not” Gabe replied, “and it's not a lovely story, I can say that I'm lucky not to have been outed on 60 Minutes if she had had her way.” Gabe gave Brad a wry smile, trying to make light of an atrocious ending to a long relationship. “Oh, I see,” said Brad staring into the mug of coffee in front of him. “I'm truly sorry for you; I never wish ill will on anyone. I can see your hurt and afraid, anything I can do? He continued. “No, no... well is just be my friend and brother like you always have been that will help a lot” said Gabe, eyes tearing a little. Brad's heart ached for Gabe, he wanted to get up, sit beside his brother, friend, lover. Hold him and let him cry it out, but he knew he couldn't, not with the way society viewed male/male relationships. He stretches out his foot and gently laid it along Gabe's ankle while looking at Gabe with as much care and concern he could. “So how long are you home for and what are your plans? Brad asked. “I’m home till Thursday evening, then I fly back, I have an important meeting on Friday, and I need to meet with my assistant and set things up for next week so I can return home for another four days. As for what I'm going to do while I'm here, I’m going house and car hunting and spending lot of time with Mom and Dad and my sisters.” Gabe answered with a gentle smile while looking directly into the warm, comforting eyes of Brad. Their dinner came, and they chatted and caught up on small events in each of their lives. At the end of an hour, Brad grabbed the check and paid the waitress. “Listen, I’ve gotta go, my shift starts in twenty minutes, and I have to be on the road and on the air in my patrol area by then.” Said Brad, standing by the register counter. He continued “I get off at 7:00 am let me grab four-five hours of sleep, and then I’ll meet you for lunch and then we will go house hunting. I'm off on Monday and Tuesday nights this week and work thirds Wednesday, Thursday, Friday and Saturday, then I go back to day shifts next week starting on Thursday.” he started out the door “I 'll pick you up at Mom and Pops at 12:30 or one o'clock… See you then Gabe!” Gabe stood and watched as Brad trotted off toward his patrol car. Gabe shivered and stepped out the door so no other patrons could see the hard-on in his jeans he got from watching Brad's ass. Gabe walked to his car adjusting his hardening cock as he walked. Gabe drove home thinking it would be a night he would use memories of Brad and him to help get rid of his stiffy.
  13. 6819zulu

    Gabe Darby

    Gabe is a 25 year old man coming home to find him self and his purpose in life.
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