The Mark - 9. Chapter 9

That second week was an enjoyable time for Logan and Chris. Chris was able to learn what happened to his son after he had left his life and about his grandchildren while Logan learned about his grandfather and two uncles. When his grandsons arrived from college Chris was excited. They didn't look the same being redhead and brunet but they had the same constant cheerfulness that marked Nathan and Landon.

"Hey dad! Where's grandpa," said the redheaded Sam.

"Yea tell him he owes us for over twenty birthdays!" Laughed Robert.

"Come here you two!" Logan said embracing his two sons in separate hugs "He's upstairs waiting for you."

"Great!" The two said together as they bounded up the stairs. "Hi grandpa!"

"Oh I hope he can survive those two demons," Logan said to himself as he slowly walked up the stairs to join them.

When he got up there he saw the kids had already started a storm. While one of them was asking questions, the other began the short history of his life.

"Don't wear him out," Logan begged.

"Don't worry Logan, I think I can handle these two."

"Wow! He called you by your full first name dad!" said Robert.

"He's my father, only he can call me that so don't get any idea's kids."

"So tell me, do any of you have anyone special in your lives." Chris said to the two young men.

Logan gave his father a look that showed he suspected his father had an agenda but the kids answered anyway.

"Well Robert is going to be a daddy!" Shouted Sam.

"Shut up jackass! At least I'm not getting fucked! Yikes, sorry did that slip out."

While Chris laughed at the news Logan's face went dark.

"Don't get mad at them, it does no good and they will need your support." Logan heard his father's voice in his head.

Logan took a few deep breathes before responding to the news. "Ok, one at a time, tell me what's going on."

The two men looked at each other before Robert started. "I met this girl Virginia, we dated and things got serious with us, she's pregnant..."

Logan went up to his son and hugged him. "There's something else wrong, is there?"

"Yes, the baby was tested. He has down syndrome."

Logan didn't say a word, he just continued to hug his son.

"I was certain that she would want an abortion but she surprised me in wanting to have the baby. I was even more surprised when she said she didn't want to marry me," Robert said in a hurt voice.

"What involvement does she want from you?"

"Child support and to stay away."

"Bitch." Sam muttered.

"Sam, you're not helping."

"Sorry... It's just not fair"

"Well I can call our lawyer and see about protecting your rights son if you want me to."

"No, dad don't. I think the child will have enough problems without dealing with angry parents."

"If you're sure. But I think he will need his father all the same."

"I know dad..."

"Ok lets lighten the mood, I'm nearly 100% sure that Sam's sexual escapades are good for a good laugh. Well?"

"Well... I don't know where to start..."

"I do, it started when you won that tennis match three months ago." Robert said still peeved at his brother.

Logan patted Robert on the back to quite him before speaking. "Just start from the beginning."

"Well... I got along real well with coach Molino, he's the assistant coach for the tennis team, only 27 himself. We would stay after practice and hit a few balls and goof around. Well one day we were playing a pretty fast game and I tripped and fell, knocking the wind out of me. Michael, that's his first name, ran over to me to see if I was all right. When I couldn't speak he knelt down and cradled me in his arms. Nothing, nothing in my whole life ever felt so perfect as that moment. It was as if I was experiencing the love felt when one is held in one's parent's arms combined with that of a lover. I never felt so safe as I did in his arms as I began to cry from the joy of it. He told me that he loved me. I was the plug for the hole in his heart. He took me home that night and we made love..."

"I'm happy for you son." Logan said when Sam finished.

"Thank you father. I was so nervous about telling you even though I know that you and Philip are good friends.

"How is your relationship with him now."

"It's great. We want to move in together but that would mean him finding a new job. The university doesn't allow students and teachers to live as a couple so Michael is looking into getting a job at one of the prestigious clubs as a private tennis instructor. But its weird. He also wants me to get married and have kids. When I told him about you and Philip, he became very interested. He said he wanted a similar relationship with me but I don't know if I want that. I love him too much."

Logan could feel his son's pain but he also had suspicions, the same one that he had when his father asked the boys if they were seeing anyone. "This Michael is a vampire, isn't he?" He sent to his father.

"Most likely yes. As you now know, the feelings a bride and a vampire share can be very intense."

"I know, I miss Philip a great deal."

"Why don't you go see him. You've been cooped up here for two weeks. Go back home and show him how much you missed him."

"Are you sure dad?"

"Yes son, we all need love to be happy and it would make me happy for you to be."

So it was settled, Logan flew back to San Diego leaving the brothers and a day nurse to take care of Chris. During the flight back Logan had trouble containing his excitement. His time away from Philip only increased his desire for him. He was also riddled with guilt. Jessica was still his wife and while she had been understanding about the relationship in the past, he did not think she would be too happy with the idea of him spending the night in another person's bed. Divorce was out of the question, he still loved Jessica and to divorce her now would be a betrayal of the agreement between Philip and her. Now though he faced failure. When he had jacked off those two past weeks, it had been to Philip not Jessica. How could he fulfill his duties as a husband if he couldn't make love to his wife with sincerity. He needed to talk to someone. The problem was that the person he wanted to talk to was not his wife but Philip.

Both of them were waiting for him at the airport and Logan had to fght his urge to run up and kiss Philip. Instead he walked up to his wife and gave her a soft kiss on the lips. He then gave Philip a bear hug while whispering how he missed him.

Jessica could see that things had changed between Logan and Philip. She saw it in the way they now looked at each other. "I'm finally loosing him," she thought sadly. She knew this day would come, the day Logan would finally wake up and admit how he felt about Philip. She knew that Logan still loved her but now her and Philip's roles were reversed. She would now be the best friend while Philip would be her husband's love. She would not trap him in the marriage. She would let him go.

"Logan I want you to move in with Philip," she said bluntly during the drive back to the homes.

"Honey, I don't understand."

"Logan you're in love and its no longer me that you are in love with."

"Jessica I love you."

"Liar," she said with love and understanding. "You love Philip and in a way you always have. His opinions and love have always been the pillar holding you up, not me."

"But I still love you."

"But not in the way a married couple should. Your heart is in his hands not mine. I...I want you to be with the man you love."

"And I don't want to lose you."

"You will never lose me as a friend. Its time for you to be with the one you love."

"I..." Logan tried to start as they pulled up the driveway but Jessica put a finger to his lips.

"Go to him Logan and be happy."

Logan got out of the car and walked to Philip's front door, his face flushed with sadness over what he had jus lost but excited over what he was about to gain. Philip opened the door and Logan fell into his welcoming arms.

With dad away, the boys will play.

After dad left, Sam called up Michael to see if he could come over. Michael said that was fine but he was going to bring a friend as well. This raised Sam's curiosity but raised Robert's suspicions.

"I don't want the three of you having group orgies while we are suppose to watch grandpa."

"Don't worry brother, Michael is bring his friend to met you not me."

"What!"

"Shh!, grandpa is sleeping."

"What do you mean his friend wants to meet me?"

"Well, I talked about you to Michael and Michael talk to his friend about you."

"But I'm not gay."

"Robert, look at our family history, grandpa was a hustler, dad has Philip, and I'm sleeping with Michael. I'd say there is a little fairy in you just waiting to come out or are you telling me that the bi-video I found in your stash was a fraternity prank like when you gave me that one on midget porn."

"Hey you watched it."

"Only because you made me. I never felt so dirty in my life. But you should give the other side a try, over 50% of men try it."

"Yeah and only 3% stick to it."

"That's because they lack good taste. Trust me brother I KNOW men who would pay me to introduce them to you. You rank high in USC's most desired straight guy by gay men."

"Where do I rank?"

"Well after the new red shirt quarterback came, you dropped to number three."

"Whose number one?"

"Tyler, captain of the water polo team."

"It would be him."

"Hey, you might be cute, but he shows off a lot more skin then you do.

"What's his friend's name."

"Chad Worth, Michael says he was the brother of a dear friend of his."

"I hope he's not expecting much."

Over the next two day's Chris developed a fever. Lacking an immune system to fight it off, he was dependent on next generation anti-viral medications to fight for him. While Sam cooked and cleaned, Robert took care of Chris, feeding him, giving him sponge baths, and making sure Chris didn't feel lonely. The nurse would complain that Robert wouldn't let her do her job but Robert was insistent. Taking care of his grandfather was his way of performing the duties he would never perform for his son. He was just reading the news paper to him when the door opened. Chris look up and the monitoring devices went off."

"Uncle Logan... It can't be..." Chris managed to say while hyperventilating.

Robert put down the newspaper and pushed the call button for the nurse. "No grandpa dad's not here, its all right." When the nurse entered she told everyone to leave. When Robert got into the hall way he confronted the man that had surprised his father.

"Who the hell are..." Robert was about to finish when he got a good look at the man.

The stranger was a good 6'4", four inches taller then Robert was. He had short brown hair, almost military in cut, a face coved with rough stubble and gray eyes that stole Robert's soul.

"I'm sorry for scaring you grandfather, he must of mistaken me for someone else. I'm Chad, Chad Worth," He said while offering his hand, a and that was well tanned, hairy and connected to a 17 inch bicep.

Robert took the hand and shook it while his heart began to flutter. He had never felt such magnetism as he felt from this man. He was like a kid at the feet of his favorite sport star, hero worshipping him. He was also like a virgin wanting his man to be his first. The man who introduced himself as Chad must of felt something similar since he used his thumb to caress Robert's hand.

"And cupid strikes again!" Sam laughed as he broke the scene.

Robert let go of Chad's hand and gave off a long exhale.

"I want you," Chad mouthed.

"I need to go to the bathroom, excuse me," Robert blushed as he escaped the scene.

Robert locked himself in the bathroom and sat himself on the toilet. He pulled down his shorts and stared at his dick. It was soft but tingled. Robert knew that if he touched it, it would shoot straight up. He didn't know why was he responding like this but he had to touch himself. He rolled his balls with his fingers stirring the cum inside them. His dick began to rise over the mat of brown hair. Robert took his other hand and began pumping his now hard pole, pre-cum lubricating it. It was then that a voice entered his mind.

"Open the door," it would say and repeat.

Robert almost sat up to open the door but stopped himself half way. He could not overcome the fear of being seen like this nor the fear of who was behind the door.

"It's ok, just enjoy yourself." The voice told him when he hesitated.

Robert sat back down as his mind was filled with visions: Chad holding him, Chad kissing him, Chad sucking on his nipples, Chad licking his ass, Chad fucking his... "Oh my god!" Robert shouted as an image of Chad fucking him sent him over the edge, spraying his shirt with cum with "Good job!" ringing in Robert' head.

Only a knock on the door shocked Robert out of his post orgasmic calm. "Robert are you all right?" His brother's voice spoke out.

"Yes."

"Well hurry up, lunch is ready."

Robert pulled himself back together. He tried washing the cum off his shirt but the tell tales dark marks and the light smell of sex made his attempts useless. He opened the bathroom door slowly, making sure no one was in the hall. Seeing the coast was clear Robert made a dash to the bedroom. He thought he was going to make it when right he was going to open the door, it opened for him, causing him to falling inside and into the arms of the man that terrified him most.

"Hi." Chad said in a sexy voice.

"Umm, hi" Robert replied nervously.

Chad sniffed around Robert's shirt. "I like your smell."

"I..."

"I want you."

"I ..."

"You want me."

The two of them stared at each other for what seemed like hours until Robert made the smallest move of his lips to Chad's. That was all Chad needed. Chad grabbed Robert, spun him around pushing him down on the bed.

"I never thought it would be like this." Chad said between kisses.

"Never like what?"

"Meeting you. My brother would tell me so much about James but the reality is bigger then I imagined."

"James?"

"Oh never mind. Just let me get you out of those cloths." Chad said as he began unbuttoning Robert shirt.

The two were soon had both shirts on the bed and with dicks pressed hard against their pants. Each moved nervously to make the first touch, reaching but not making contact with the areas of interest; the nipples, abs, arms, and face. Chad eventually made the first contact, running his hand though Robert's soft brown hair. Robert exhaled as if a pressure valve had been released before putting his mouth on Chad's left nipple, licking it first softly then harder. Chad wrapped his arm around Roberts neck push Robert's lips tighter to his body. A giant grin grew on Roberts face as the brown hairs on Chad chest tickled his nose. A quick chuckle led to a sharp nip of Robert's teeth and Chad yelped in shock and pleasure.

"Oh you're going to pay for that one." Chad laughed as he pushed Robert back onto the bed.

"I just hope I get my money's worth." Robert returned while unbuckling his pants. "What the hell has gotten into me." Robert thought as he continued to undress and watch Chad do the same. "I never was so eager for a fuck before...FUCK, he might want to really fuck me!" Robert came to realize but did nothing to slow down the dropping of his drawers.

Chad too was now fully undressed, his proud 8 inch prong aiming upward from a nest of trimmed dark hair. A paper thin trail of hair lead up from that prong , went up the middle of his pale six pack and grew into the top of a T on his chest. He made a few muscle poses, showing off his arms before he walked up to Robert, lifted up his legs and gave his ass a good slap.

"Time to find this snake a good hole to crawl in. Got to find it a home." Chad laughed.

It took a great deal of self-will for Robert to ask Chad to stop. "Chad...Chad umh can we go slow, not that I don't want to find your pet a home but this hole is still new."

"Ha! Michael said you were a virgin."

"I'm not a virgin, I've had sex many times." Robert said in an attempt to defend his pride.

"Not with me or any other man, so as far as I'm concerned that make you my virgin bride."

"Oh dear!" Robert thought to himself. This character was almost too much but Robert had to admit he was enjoying it.

"Don't worry honey I'll treat you right. We'll go nice and slow."

"Don't you ever call me honey!" Robert shouted as he threw his shirt at him.

"What's wrong dear!" Chad said with mocked sincerity.

"I'm not your honey, dear, lady or any other feminine name I'm a man!"

"Then that's what you are, MY MAN."

"Wait a minute..." Robert was about to complain but that was when the first finger entered him. "O"

"Like it?"

"MmmMmm," Was all Robert was able to produce. A wide eye closed mouth grin formed on his face as a shock of pleasure and pain rushed through him.

"That's it, now I'm going to swirl it around till I find your button." Chad cooed.

"What button?" Robert thought but then something happened to cause his dick to make a giant twitch. "Oh boy."

"I guess I found it! What me to hit it again?"

"Yes!"

Chad eventually worked a second finger into Robert's hole, giving it a good stretching. He then took them out and went back to his pants where he took out a white tube. "It'll feel cold for a second so don't be surprised." Chad warned as he squeezed some lube onto his fingers.

"He's really going to fuck me!" The shocked side of Robert thought. "And you're going to let him and enjoy it." The excited part cheered.

A now cold finger began rubbing the lube around his pucker and inside him causing the muscles of his ass to quiver. Once he was all lubed up Chad leaned over and kissed him. He held the kiss as Robert felt a hand position his dick to his pucker. He continued to hold it as the head began to push into the tight opening. The pain was immense and Robert now knew why Chad was holding the kiss. If Robert screamed the only place the sound could go was Chad's mouth and scream he tried but no sound would come out. Chad held Robert's tongue in place with his own and no matter how hard Robert instincts were to move it he could not. All that Robert could hear was a weak gurgling sound.

When Chad finally removed his mouth, all that was left was a burning sensation and a strange fullness. "I'm in man. Are you ready?

Robert took a few deep breaths, shook his ass a little to see how it might feel for him to move inside him and finally said yes.

The strokes were at first slow, moving about four inches of Chad's dick inside and out. After a few minutes of this Chad moved into deeper strokes, putting about six inches in and out. Chad watched Robert's face intently as he made each stroke, looking for signs of pain. While there were signs of discomfort as Robert's eyes twitched each time Chad changed direction of his thrusts there was also a half smile on his face and while Robert could not see Chad's dick in action, he stared with great interest down toward his ass at what was going on there.

"Ready for it all man!" Chad asked and Robert quickly nodded his head, his eyes never leaving his ass. "Hold this, it'll be more fun." Chad added as he took Robert's hand and placed it on his dick.

The thought of jacking off while being fucked hadn't occurred to Robert until this moment. "Hey, even more fun!" The wicked side of him laughed with glee and he began stoking.

Chad was now giving his all, dick that is, as all eight were pushed inside until his balls rested against Robert's ass. "You're mine!" Chad proclaimed before the real fun began.

Sam and Michael were eating sandwiches when banging coming from the ceiling interrupted them.

"Sound like they're having fun." Michael smiled.

"The moment I saw Chad I knew he'd get Robert."

"He was definitely a man on a mission. Thanks again for the picture of your brother. It's a little worn now but it did the trick."

"How?"

"He reminds Chad of a friend of a friend."

"Really, any one I know?"

"No, both are dead."

"Sorry."

"Yeah, so am I. One of the friends was my lover. Chad is his brother. I've been looking out for him since his death."

"Wow, so Robert looks like Chad's brother's friend."

"Yeah, sounds funny when you say it."

"Who was the friend?"

"A guy named James who meant the world to Logan, my ex."

"Logan!"

"Yeah funny isn't it."

"Wow, there are a lot of funny connections here."

"I wouldn't mind a little connecting right now." Michael said while squeezing Sam's butt."

Chris woke up with a start. It was night and the room was dark. It took him awhile to realize what had happened. Robert had been in the room talking to him when a stranger entered the room except that the stranger had been very familiar, he had looked like his uncle Logan but uncle Logan was dead. He pushed his panic button to call Robert but the man who entered was a taller, more muscular version of Logan.

"Uncle Logan?"

"No Chris, I'm not your uncle Logan, I'm Chad, his younger brother."

"You look so much like him."

"I know and I apologize for scaring you."

"How is this possible?"

"Easy, when my brother was turned into a vampire I was his first victim. You see, I had always been a sickly child. Logan felt responsible for me. He turned me so that we could always be together."

"You must hate us."

"No, I love your family. When Logan met your father, it was the happiest moment of his life. More then when he met his lover Michael. Seeing the darkness leave my brother, even for those short years was a gift I would never begrudge him."

"Why are you here?"

"To heal our hearts. You already know about Michael and Sam."

"You mean..."

"Yes, the man that is courting your grandson Sam is Logan's former lover."

"And you are after Robert."

"Right you are!"

"Don't hurt him."

"Why would I do that?"

"I know your type. You're willing to kill for love."

"If you're saying I'm like that bastard Jason Vox..."

"No," Chris said in an attempt to calm him. "Both our families have suffered much, please don't add to them."

"Don't worry old man. I love Robert and I can make him more happy then any other person."

"Why are you telling me this?"

"Because its time for you to go. We've come for you." Chad said while drawing out a syringe, his eyes a red blaze.

The alarms went off sending an automated message to the nearest EMS station. Robert and Sam ran to their grandfather's room and found him alone and unconscious.

"What's wrong?" Sam shouted, confused by the blank screens.

"I don't know. All of the machines look dead." Robert said while a loud banging could be heard from the front door.

Robert was finally able to shake Chris awake but Chris looked dazed and confused, his speech slurred. "They're coming for me." He kept repeating.

"Yes grandpa, the ambulance is already here. We'll get you to the hospital as soon as possible."

"No!" Chris shouted in a moment of clarity while gripping Robert's arm "THEY ARE COMING FOR ME!"

Robert and Sam both stopped what they were doing and stared at their grandfather. There was a look of total terror and madness in the man's eyes. It was a look of a man staring into a fate he feared more then death.

The brother's stares were broken by the sudden entry of the EMS team. They were two men, in their mid twenties dressed in white shirts and dark blue pants that seemed standard issue. What was remarkable was how much the two men looked alike. Both had medium length blond hair, green eyes, pug noses, and swimmer builds. Robert was sure that if the two stood still long enough for him to get a good look at them he would find out they were twins. The two men worked quickly assessing Chris's conditions and assuring him that everything was going to be all right. The madness that had taken Chris slowly faded away to a serine calm. Tears were still running down his eyes but they were no longer the tears of anger but of joy.

"Don't worry Chris, everything is going to be alright." One of the EMS told the brother's grandfather while holding his hand.

"One two three, lift!" the other started as they moved him on to the stretcher.

The brothers follow the identical men as they carried Chris down the stairs and outside to the waiting ambulance.

"Can one of us ride with him?" Robert asked as they prepared his grandfather for transport.

"Yes but only one, we need to hurry."

"You go, you've spent more time with him. I'll go call dad. Be sure they take him to University," Sam said.

"Alright, I'll call you from the hospital." Robert said as he hopped into the ambulance.

Sam waited until the blare of the siren faded off in the distance before calling dad. "Hello, Dad?"

"Yes Sam, what time is it? Is something wrong?"

"Grandpa just left for the hospital."

"Why, what happened?"

"The instruments went haywire and grandpa was unconscious and when he..." That was weird the sound of the siren was getting louder.

"What was that last part, I couldn't hear it."

"Wait a second dad, I think the ambulance is returning."

But when the ambulance arrived Sam could see that it wasn't the same. A heavy set man and what could be best described as a telephone pole, both with black hair came out of the vehicle."

"Where's the patient?" The thin one asked.

"Oh, another ambulance already picked him up."

"What, are you sure! That's not supposed to happen. Only one ambulance is to be called. IF someone thinks they can poach I'll have their EMS license for this." The fat man yelled.

"Which hospital was the patient going to." The thin man asked calmly.

"University." Sam replied.

"Well that's only fifteen minutes away. Wait here." The thin man said as he ran back to the ambulance, and quickly returned. "I just call University on the radio and they said that no ambulance is heading their way. Are you sure that's where its headed?"

Sam was now getting worried. "Yes I'm sure. Let me call my brother on his cell phone. Dad I have to call you back."

"All right son, just keep me informed. I'll fly in tomorrow."

Sam whipped out his phone and dialed his brother. And waited for the pick up that would never occur.