Author’s Special Notes: For my story purpose, “Emergency!” would be set
in the 1990s, instead of 1970s, with the same characters from the
original TV show, plus a few original characters that strictly belong
to me. This story would occur before the first season of “ER” began.
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FIRST WEEK OF DECEMBER 1993
Dr. Kel Brackett, chief of ER at Rampart Hospital in Los Angeles,
hosted a two-day EMS convention for ER staff and paramedics at the
Double Diamond Hotel near Los Angeles International Airport (LAX).
More than 300 doctors, nurses, and paramedics from the State of
California and the other states attended this convention. Paramedics
Roy DeSoto, Johnny Gage, Mildred Sakahara and Renee Dawson, Dr. Joe
Early, and Nurse Dixie McCall were among those attendees.
The group from Rampart was seated at the same table, having lunch and
chatting. There were three empty seats at that table. Drs. Mark
Greene, Doug Ross, Peter Benton, and Susan Lewis and Nurse Carol
Hathaway from the Chicago’s Cook County General Hospital’s ER walked
through the crowd in the banquet room, looking for empty seats.
Although Peter was a surgeon and didn’t travel often, he voluntarily
elected to attend the EMS convention with his colleagues.
They spotted three empty seats at the table and then noticed two empty
seats at the other table. They stopped and stood.
“Where do you want to sit?” Mark asked his friends.
“Carol and I will take these two empty seats.” Doug answered, pointing
at the table that had two empty seats, “Right there.”
“Okay, no problem. Peter, Susan, and I will take the other three
seats...” Mark pointed at the other table that had three empty seats,
“right there.”
“All right.” Doug said with a little smile.
Mark, Susan, and Peter walked over to the table where the Rampart group
was seated. Meanwhile, Doug and Carol walked over to the other table
and seated themselves there.
Standing by the table, Mark gently called out and asked the strangers,
“Hi, uh, is anyone using these seats?”
The Rampart group looked up at the two men and woman. As Johnny
spotted the blonde woman with the two men and studied her for a moment,
this woman’s face and color hair reminded him of Mildred’s former
paramedic partner, Liz McCoy. He knew that the woman wasn’t Liz as he
figured out that she seemed a few inches shorter than his and Liz’s
heights. To him, that woman looked like she was a little younger than
Liz.
“Nope.” Kel shook his head.
“Can we take those three seats please?” Mark asked in a professional
manner.
“Sure! Come in, join us!” Kel grinned a little at the three strangers.
“Thanks!” Mark smiled as he and his two friends seated themselves
joining the strangers.
Peter began to stare at the black-haired man sitting next to him.
*He’s so cute and handsome!* He passionately thought. *Wow! I really
want to make love to that guy!* He wondered ‘how’ to get to know him
better.
As for Johnny, he didn’t notice that the dark-skinned man had already
started staring at him.
Kel introduced himself and his friends to the three strangers, “Hi, I’m
Dr. Kelly Brackett from Rampart General Hospital in Los Angeles.” He
pointed at each of the paramedics, “John Gage. Roy DeSoto. Roy’s
fiancée, Mildred Sakahara. Renee Dawson.” He continued, “They are
paramedics from Los Angeles County Fire Department.” He pointed at
Joe, “Dr. Joe Early.” He cocked both of his hands towards Dixie,
“Nurse Dixie McCall.”
Mark smiled at them and introduced himself and his friends, “I’m Dr.
Mark Greene from Cook County General Hospital in Chicago.” He cocked
his hand toward Susan and then Peter, “Dr. Susan Lewis. Dr. Peter
Benton.”
They stood up and greeted each other, shaking hands with another each
other, “Nice to meet you!”
Meanwhile, shaking hands, Peter assessed Johnny and said with a
flirting smile, “Hi John.” Moistening his thick lips and gazing at
Johnny’s slim body for a moment, he hissed passionately, “Call me
‘Peter’, okay?” This time was VERY RARE for Peter to be bubbly since
he had been known well as a reserved person.
As Johnny finally noticed the doctor staring at him, he began to feel
uncomfortable and told himself to be cool. All he could do was to take
a quickly nod with an uncomfortable smile.
They all sat down as a waitress placed the salad plates on the table.
Following the lunch, they all stood in the hallway, chatting.
“Uh, Doctor...” Johnny stammered, trying to remember the blonde
doctor’s last name.
“Dr. Lewis.” Susan corrected and inquired, “You’re Paramedic Gage,
right?”
“Yeah, that’s correct.” Johnny replied nervously. He paused to take a
quick breath and began to say, “Uh, when you joined us for lunch, your
face and color hair reminded me of a woman I personally knew, but she
is as tall as I am. Uh, she was Mildred’s partner for three years
before she quit last summer.”
“Oh.” Susan murmured and nodded. She glanced at her watch and looked
up at Johnny with a professional smile, “Gage, I better go now. It’s
pleasant talking with you.”
“You, too.” Johnny smiled a little back as he and Susan shook hands.
Everybody walked into the conference room and took their seats as Kel
prepared to resume the session.
E! E! E!
Later that night, Johnny was alone and sitting on a stool at the bar in
the Double Diamond Hotel’s popular restaurant. Peter walked through
the crowd to enter the bar. He spotted the black-haired paramedic
sitting alone as he remembered this guy whom he had just met earlier.
He walked over there.
“Hey John?” Peter called out with a sexy smile, sitting on a stool next
to Johnny.
Jumping a little, Johnny turned around to look up at Peter and
nervously smiled a little in return, “Hi, what’s up?”
“Remember me at lunch earlier today?” Peter smiled, stroking Johnny’s
shoulder with his hand.
“Yeah, I remember you. You’re Dr. Benton from Chicago, right?” Johnny
replied, feeling uncomfortable with the dark-skinned doctor.
“Right.” Peter nodded and reminded the handsome man with a flirting
smile, “Please call me ‘Peter’, okay?”
“Fine with me.” Johnny’s smile faded shakily.
“Uh, you work as a paramedic, right?” Peter inquired, remembering.
“Right, I work for the L.A. County Fire Department.” Johnny answered
and then asked, “Have you ever been here in California before?”
“Never.” Peter shook his head and continued, “This is my first time.”
“Ah, I see. How do you like it here?” Johnny smiled a little.
“Yes, it’s very warm and nice. I never saw this kind of the weather
before. Have you ever been on the East Coast before?”
“Yeah, I was originally from Florida. When I was about six, my family
and I moved here in L.A. That’s where I grew up. Uh, when I turned
18, my family moved back to Florida. I still live here so far, and I
really love it here very much!” Johnny gave the doctor a sly smile.
“Oh, I see. How old are you now?” Peter moistened his upper lip,
studying Johnny’s body with his sexual fantasies.
“Twenty-six. How about you?”
“Twenty-seven.”
“Ah.” Johnny nodded in a low tone.
“Uh, let me ask you a personal question if you don’t mind.” Peter
stammered; his hands are shaky.
“What is it?” Johnny asked in wonder.
“Have you ever been with any man before?” Peter nervously asked in a
low tone.
“No, not really.” Johnny shook his head guiltily, as he sensed that
Peter obviously wanted to date him. He then asked, “What about you?”
“Yes, from time to time.”
“I see.” Johnny paused, feeling uncomfortable, not knowing what to say
further.
“John, can I buy you a drink?” Peter cut in and gently asked with a
sexy smile, gazing at Johnny’s body.
“What!?! You’re going to buy me a drink, huh?” Johnny grimaced a
little, stunned.
“Yeah if you want more drink.”
“That’s fine with me.” Johnny shrugged, out of mind, not thinking of
anything.
“What kind of drink do you want?”
“Blue Hawaiian.”
“Sure!” Peter gave Johnny a big grin, gazing at Johnny’s crotch through
his khaki pants.
Peter turned around to look at the bartender and ordered two beverages
for him and Johnny. The two men continued chatting for another hour.
E! E! E!
Mike Stoker in pajamas sat on the couch and watched the TV in the
living room at his beach home in Venice Beach. He looked like he was
sad and lonely. He got up and walked over to the kitchen. Standing by
the counter, he picked up the phone’s receiver and put it up to his
left ear. He dialed Johnny’s home number from memory and waited for an
answer.
At Johnny’s apartment in West Los Angeles, the phone rang 5 times
before the answering machine answered Mike’s call:
“Sorry, I’m not available at the moment. Please leave your message.
I’ll return your call as soon as I get back. Bye.”
“Hi Johnny, it’s Mike Stoker. I’m so lonely! I need you to come over
to my house for dinner tomorrow night. Please call me back as soon as
you get home. Bye.” Mike begged, whimpering a little in grief over his
longtime isolation.
Mike hung up and then returned to the living room. He lay down on the
couch, burying his head on the pillow, sobbing. He was so hurt and
scared.
E! E! E!
In the deluxe room that had one queen bed and two twin beds, Johnny and
Peter were seated on the one of the twin beds chatting. Peter wrapped
his arms around Johnny.
“Ummm, John, let me make love to you, okay?” Peter took Johnny’s mouth
with his in a passionate kiss.
Pushing Peter off hard, Johnny exclaimed, shocked, “Hey, what the hell
do you think you are doing!?!”
“I’m sorry. I just want to kiss you. You’re sooooooooo beautiful!”
Peter said guiltily, moistening his thick lips. Then, he abruptly took
Johnny’s mouth with his in a passionate kiss, running his hand through
Johnny’s silky hair.
Pushing Peter off hard again, Johnny shouted sternly, “HEY, STOP IT!”
He heaved a deep sigh and then confronted, “Look, Peter, I just met you
today. I really don’t know who you are.” He paused to take another
breath before continuing, “Uh, to be honest with you, there is someone
I know very well. That guy is exactly what I want for a long-term
relationship. So does he.” He spoke of his shift mate, Mike Stoker,
whom he’d fallen in love with since the first day they met.
“What?!? Who is this man?” Peter grimaced, not looking happy to hear
what Johnny had to say.
“Well, he’s been a longtime friend of mine.” Johnny edited the version
of Mike, instead of using the ‘shift mate’ words to mention. He
continued, “We may be ready to explore our relationship any time. I
hope you understand my feelings.”
“Well, I wish that you have no one in your life, so I could have you to
be my love.” Peter stated evilly, disappointed.
“Uh, look, Peter, I have to be honest with you. Ummm, uh, you live in
Chicago, and I live here. I don’t think it’s going to work out between
us. Uh, I’m sorry that I can’t accept a long-distance relationship
with you or anyone else. The long-distance relationship is too tough!
If you’re looking for love, please find someone in your local area.
Hope you understand.” Johnny explained, stammering a little.
“Okay, okay, I understand whatever you want.” Peter uttered in
disappointment, shrugging.
“Well, I better go now.” Johnny stood up and looked down at Peter, “See
you tomorrow.”
“See ya tomorrow. Good night, my love.” Peter smiled, moistening his
upper lip, fervently fixing his eyes on Johnny’s body.
“Night.” Johnny murmured uncomfortably, walking to reach the door.
As Johnny closed the door and left the room, Peter lay down on the bed,
heaving a deep sigh. He thought to himself, *Oh, damn it! I wish I
could make love with this beautiful man, John Gage, to satisfy my
sexual frustration. Damn it!*
About 15 minutes later, barefooted Peter in pajamas sat on the twin bed
and watched the TV as Mark and Doug entered the room.
“Hey Peter, what’s up?” Mark asked, concerned, noticing Peter looking
like he was sad.
“Just disappointed.” Peter murmured, shrugging.
“Excuse me, I gotta change my clothes.” Doug informed his two friends
as he made his way to the bathroom.
Standing between the queen-size bed and Peter’s twin bed, Mark glanced
at Doug and turned back to Peter. He asked Peter, “What’s wrong?”
“Well, I don’t want to talk about it, okay?”
“Is it about someone you just met?” Mark inquired, concerned for his
friend.
“Yeah,” Peter reluctantly nodded, heaving a disappointed sigh, “It’s
about someone I’ve just met. That’s all I can say.”
“Ah, I see. If you just met that woman, I advise you to take your time
to get know her. Don’t rush, okay?” Mark advised his restless friend,
as he didn’t know that this person wasn’t a woman.
“Okay.” Peter shrugged in a low tone, looking like he didn’t care.
E! E! E!
At 11:30 PM, Johnny finally returned to his apartment. He opened the
front door and entered his apartment. He turned the lamp’s light on
and then closed and locked the door. He walked into the kitchen and
turned the light on. He checked for new messages on his answering
machine. He had four new messages and returned the first three calls.
Still holding the phone’s receiver on his left ear, he dialed Mike’s
home number from his address book and waited for an answer.
At Mike’s home, the phone rang as Mike heard and got up from the couch.
He ran over to the kitchen as the phone rang again. Standing by the
counter, he picked up the phone and answered, putting the receiver up
to his left ear.
“Hello, Johnny?” Mike answered as he started crying in grief.
“Hi, Mike. Yes, it’s me.” Johnny smiled nervously, hearing Mike
crying, concerned, “Are you okay?”
“No, I’m so lonely! I need you to come over to my house tomorrow
night, pleeeeeaasse?” Mike begged, weeping.
“Okay, I will come over to your house tomorrow night.” Johnny accepted,
feeling a little apprehensive, “Uh, are you going to cook dinner? Or,
should we go out to eat dinner?”
“I rather go out to eat. I need to hang out with you for fun. To tell
you the truth, I really miss JC so much! I wish he could take all my
fucking pains away!!!” Mike wept and whined, hurting at memory of
losing his special friend from camp.
Johnny was tired of hearing Mike’s repeated mention of the other guy
that had already hurt his feelings, but he told himself to be cool.
Instead, he answered hesitatingly, “Uh, I know how you feel about JC.”
He paused to sigh quickly before continuing, “Ummm, Mike, let’s talk
about it tomorrow. I’m really tired, very tired. I promise you that I
will stop by your house at about five o’clock after the convention.
Then, we will go out to eat dinner together, okay?”
“Great! I’ll look forward to spending my time with you alone.” Mike
smiled happily, looking forward to hanging out with Johnny for the
first time.
“Yeah.” Johnny replied reluctantly.
Before Johnny could speak further, Mike cut in and begged, “Ummm, uh,
can you stay overnight at my house, please? I need you to stay with me
for one night, okay?”
“Uh, ummm...” Johnny pondered for a moment and answered reluctantly,
“Uh, I really don’t know yet. I’ll let you know when I get to your
place, okay?”
“I really need you to stay overnight with me, please, please, please!”
Mike begged, frightened.
“I know...” Johnny understood and still hesitated, “but I don’t know
yet. Ummm, please try to think positive about yourself, okay?”
“Okay.” Mike murmured, shrugging, disappointed.
Johnny informed Mike in a nice way, stammering a little, “Ummm, Mike,
uh, I better go to bed now. Good Night, Mike.”
“Hold on! Wait!” Mike cried out.
“Huh?” Johnny murmured, exhausted.
“When you come in my house, I need you to hold me please. I’m so
scared!!!” Mike exclaimed, frightened, weeping in a baby tone.
“Mike, I know that you’re scared and lonely. Uh, I promise you that I
will be there as soon as the convention is done.” Johnny understood
what Mike had been gone through. He advised his lonely friend with a
little cheerful smile, “Try to be happy for yourself, okay?”
“Okay.” Mike shrugged like he didn’t care about himself.
“Mike, I hate to cut the line, but I really need to go to bed now. I
have to get ready for tomorrow’s convention. Please remember what I
said, okay?” Johnny tried to convince his one-year younger friend in a
gentle manner.
“Okay.” Mike shrugged again, disappointed. “See you tomorrow at five
o’clock P.M.”
“Okay, sweet dreams.” Johnny smiled reluctantly, “Good night, Mike.”
“Night.” Mike said sadly.
They hung up.
Still standing by the counter, Johnny heaved a deep sigh and thought to
himself, *Well, I don’t know if I’m really ready to be with Mike alone,
am I?* Shaking his head, he talked to himself in a whisper, “Nope, I
don’t think so.” He figured out in his mind, *I’ve got a good idea! I
can take Peter out to a secret retreat tomorrow night. Just for one
night. Why not? Great! I’ll ask Peter first thing in the morning.*
He moistened his lips as he turned the kitchen’s light off. He walked
over to the living room and turned the lamp’s light off. He finally
went to his bedroom and got ready for bed.
Meanwhile, Mike turned the lights off downstairs and then walked
upstairs. He turned the lights off in the hallway and entered his
master bedroom. He opened his closet and pulled his personal
collection box from the top shelf in the closet. He sat down on his
king-size bed and opened his collection box. He took the Indian rock
and fur and placed the collection box on one of the two nightstands.
Mike lay down on his bed and began to sleep. Sobbing in grief, Mike
tightly held the rock and fur in one hand, obsessing about his special
friend from camp who gave those valuables to him 13 years ago. Mike
thought back to his childhood for a few moments.
~~ X ~~ FLASHBACK ~~ x ~~ FLASHBACK ~~ x ~~
13 YEARS EARLIER – JULY 1980
On the night prior to the last day of the boys’ camp session in Big
Bear Lake, 11-year-old blond skinny Mike sat with Johnny, a 12-year-old
dark-skinned Native-American boy with long black hair worn shoulder
length, on a bench next to the tree.
With his arm around Mike’s shoulders, Johnny told the blond boy, with a
sad expression, “You know, I’m going to miss you.”
Looking sad and depressed, Mike whimpered, “Yeah, I’m going to miss
you, too! I wish I live closer to you.”
“Yeah...me, too. But I promise to write to you.” Johnny comforted his
lonely friend with deep sorrow.
“Johnny, I don’t think I will ever see you again.”
“I know, but you never know what will happen to us. Maybe, we could be
reunited one day. Who knows?”
“Well, I don’t think so because you live in San Fernando Valley and I
live in Laguna Hills. That’s too far.” Mike expressed bitter
disappointment to Johnny.
“Yeah, I know, but remember that you never know what will happen to
us.” 5-foot-4 Johnny stood up, holding Mike’s hand in his hand. “Let’s
go to my cabin.” Johnny helped 4-foot-8 Mike to stand up.
Johnny led Mike to his cabin and entered the cabin. They were the only
ones occupied in the cabin. They sat on Johnny’s bottom bunk bed.
Johnny pulled a notepad, pen, and a box of his personal collections
from the drawer. He opened the box and found a Native-American black
rock and small ivory-and-brown fur.
Handing the rock and fur to Mike, Johnny smiled, “They are for you.”
Holding the rock and fur in his hand, Mike replied with a little smile,
“Thanks.”
“Please promise me to keep the rock and fur in remembrance of our
friendship at camp, okay?”
“Okay, I promise you I’ll keep the rock and fur for the rest of my
life.” Mike smiled a little, as he was still disappointed that he would
have to leave the camp tomorrow and might never see Johnny again.
“Good!” Johnny grinned, as he picked the notepad and pen from the bed.
He wrote his address and phone number on the paper and handed it to
Mike, “Here you go. Please write to me. Also, I’m planning to invite
you to my 13th birthday party next month, okay?”
“Yes, please! I wanna go to your birthday party. I plan to invite you
to my 12th birthday in November, too.” Mike told Johnny, grinning.
“Great! I promise to go to yours.” Johnny smiled, as he turned the
blank paper to Mike, “Please give me your address and phone number.”
“Sure.” Mike replied in a low tone, as he wrote his address and phone
number down and turned it to Johnny. “Here you go.”
“Thanks Mike! I promise to keep in touch with you.”
“Yeah...” Mike began to sob.
“Come over here.” Johnny opened his arms to give Mike a hug.
Johnny and Mike hugged hard for a few minutes before Johnny paused.
“Mike, I want you to know that you’re very special to me.” Johnny told
his friend, holding him in his arms. He was secretly falling in love
with this most special boy.
“Yeah?” Mike murmured in surprise, crying a little.
“Can I give you a kiss, please?” Johnny passionately pleaded, caressing
Mike’s back.
“Okay.” Mike agreed.
Johnny slowly moved to reach his friend’s lips and passionately kissed
Mike’s lips for a moment. Whew! It was their first kiss ever.
“How do you like it?” Johnny nervously asked in a low tone, looking
closely at his friend’s face and still holding Mike in his arms.
“Uh, umm...it’s kinda...” Mike paused awkwardly for a moment and
continued shyly, “It’s kinda weird, but I like it.”
“Good! You want more?” Johnny flashed a crooked grin at his friend.
“Yes, please.” Mike pleaded, taking a breath in excitement.
Johnny and Mike hugged and kissed for a few minutes.
“Oh, Mike! I love you with all my heart!” Johnny emotionally
expressed, still holding Mike in his arms and crying little tears.
“I love you, too!” Mike responded, sobbing, still holding Johnny in his
arms.
“Come here.” Johnny hugged Mike harder.
Sobbing, they hugged hard. It was hard for them. They would miss each
other.
~~ X ~~ FLASHBACK ~~ x ~~ FLASHBACK ~~ x ~~
PRESENT..........
*To Johnny Contos, I really miss you so much! I wish that you were
single with no kids, so you could take all my fucking pains!!!! I need
you to be my love so much!!! I’m a fucking loser! I need YOU!!!*
Mike exclaimed in his mind, sobbing angrily, hurting at memory of
losing his special friend from camp, as he still buried his head on the
pillow and laid on his bed.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Next morning, Roy, Mildred, Johnny, Renee, Kel, Dixie, Joe, Mark,
Susan, Doug, Carol, and Peter returned to the EMS convention at the
Double Diamond Hotel for the second day. They greeted each other with
good mornings in the hallway, having breakfast refreshments. While
they continued greeting good mornings with each other, Johnny spotted
Peter there and walked over to him.
“Hey Peter?” Johnny called out gently, as Mildred began to suspect why
he used the doctor’s first name instead of the formal name ‘Dr.
Benton’.
Turning and looking up at the dark-haired paramedic, Peter nervously
smiled back, “Hi John.”
Johnny whispered in Peter’s ear, “Can I talk to you in private for a
moment, please?”
Peter nodded and then informed his good friend with an edited version,
“Mark, I gotta go to the restroom. I’ll be right back.”
“No problem.” Mark smiled a little.
Johnny turned to Roy and Mildred and informed, “I’ll be right back.
Excuse me.”
“Okay.” Roy replied in a low tone as Mildred studied Johnny’s behavior
towards the dark-skinned doctor they barely knew.
Johnny and Peter walked away from their friends, heading for the men’s
restroom, as the rest of their friends looked on, a little puzzled.
Standing next to the two-inch taller paramedic, Susan turned around and
called out in a low tone, “Sakahara?”
Turning to the blonde doctor, Mildred responded professionally, “Yes,
Dr. Lewis?”
“Do you think that Gage is trying to ask Dr. Benton out for a date or
something like that? I got a funny feeling.” Susan hissed with a
little puzzled grimace as the rest of Rampart and Cook County groups
looked on and listened.
“Yeah, it could be. Who knows?” Mildred hissed, nodding with a
spiritual sense.
“That’s what I suspect why Gage calls Dr. Benton’s first name ‘Peter’.”
Susan stated in a whisper.
“You got a good point!” Mildred hissed, cocking an index finger towards
Susan, and then continued, “That’s exactly what I suspect Gage’s
disruptive behavior towards the doctor he barely knows.”
Meanwhile, Johnny and Peter entered the men’s restroom and stood in
front of the sink. It was only Johnny and Peter occupying the men’s
restroom at this moment.
Johnny said to Peter in a whisper, “Ummm, I’m sorry about what I did to
you last night.”
“That’s okay, John.” Peter gave the dark-haired paramedic a sweet
smile.
Johnny heaved a relieved sigh and asked the dark-skinned doctor for a
favor, “Ummm, uh, Peter, please don’t tell anyone else about us, okay?”
“Okay, I won’t.” Peter nodded with a little smile, agreed.
“Promise me?”
“I promise you.” Peter assured as his shy smile faded.
“Thanks.” Johnny heaved a quick sigh and finally confessed, stammering,
“Uh, I’m telling you that I’ve been so lonely for a long time.” He
paused to take another sigh before continuing, “Ummm, I wonder if we
can go to a secret retreat on our date tonight?”
“Yes, please!” Peter happily smiled, moistening his thick lips.
“Peter, I don’t mean to hurt your feelings.” Johnny paused to sigh
quickly and continued nervously, “Uh, it will only be ONE night. Umm,
I just need you to make love with me for just one night. How about
you?”
“Yep.” Peter nodded and then admitted, “I wanna make love with you,
too. For just one night, okay?”
“Yep!” Johnny nodded and then requested, “Please meet me outside in
front of the lobby right after the convention, okay?”
“Sure!” Peter shyly chuckled with a grin, “I will meet you then.”
“Great!” Johnny shyly chuckled with a crooked grin and turned his voice
in a low tone, “I’ll pick you up there. We’ll go to a secret retreat
in Malibu, so no one else will notice us. It takes only 30 minutes to
get there from here. Umm, we’ll go out to eat dinner at a nice
restaurant and then go to the beach. It is between you and me, okay?”
“Okay.” Peter nodded with an excited smile.
Johnny smiled back as the two men hugged and kissed for a moment.
“Deal, Peter?” Johnny smiled a little seductively, still holding the
doctor in his arms.
“Deal.” Peter smiled back, still holding the paramedic in his arms too.
He paused for a second and continued, “Uh, John, umm, I have to let
you know that my colleagues and I are leaving for Chicago at a quarter
after midnight. We’ll check out at ten o’clock, so I need to get back
here no later than nine thirty. Okay?”
“Okay, no problem. Thanks for telling me your schedule.” Johnny
understood with a little smile.
“No problem.” Peter giggled a little nervously and then gave Johnny a
passionate kiss for a moment.
They looked at each other with smiles for a moment and then removed
their arms from each other. They walked reaching the door as a couple
of the 40-something men and a teenage boy entered the men’s restroom.
Johnny and Peter left the men’s restroom and returned to the conference
room, meeting their friends there.
E! E! E!
Following lunch at the hotel, the doctors, nurses, and paramedics made
their ways returning to the conference room. Roy and Mildred had
already returned to the conference room and took their seats. Johnny
stood by the pay phone next to the lobby and held the phone’s receiver
on his left ear, waiting for an answer.
Marco Lopez walked in the kitchen at his house in Venice Beach and
picked up the phone.
Putting the phone’s receiver up to his left ear, Marco answered,
“Hello?”
“Hi Marco, it’s Johnny Gage speaking.” Johnny smiled.
“Hi Johnny, what’s up?”
“It will only take a short time.” Johnny informed nervously, “Uh, it’s
about Mike Stoker.”
“What happened?” Marco puzzled, concerned.
Johnny stammered guiltily, “Ummm, I called Mike back last night when I
got home. He wanted me to go over to his house tonight. I told him
that I was going to be there, but I just changed my mind that I’m not
going. So, will you go there for me, please?” He knew that he was
still frightened and rather avoided Mike for some mysterious reasons.
“Why don’t you call Mike and let him know?” Marco was puzzled.
“Well, I don’t think that Mike will accept that. He’s sensitive to get
hurt or angry easily if I tell him so.” Johnny paused, sighed, and
begged nervously, “Uh, please go there for me, okay? He’s so lonely.
He needs some company.”
“Why did you change your mind about going to Mike’s, huh?” Marco
inquired, still puzzled.
“Something just came up this morning.” Johnny glanced at his watch and
muttered to himself, “Oh, shit!” He then informed his friend and shift
mate on the phone, “Marco, I need to go now. The meeting is about to
resume now. Uh, please be there at Mike’s house at around five o’clock
tonight. If he asks you, tell him that I’m sorry I can’t make it. You
take my place. Okay?”
“Okay.” Marco uttered with a grimace.
“Also, please don’t say anything to Roy, Mildred, and anyone else about
this. It is just between you and me, okay?” Johnny requested guiltily.
“Okay, I won’t.” Marco murmured hesitatingly.
“Thanks. I gotta go now! See you tomorrow.”
“See you tomorrow. Bye.”
“Bye.” Johnny hung up and then hurriedly walked over to the conference
room.
Johnny entered the conference room and took his seat between Roy and
Dixie.
“Johnny?” Mildred called out, puzzled, sitting between Roy’s other side
and Renee.
Johnny turned to Mildred and replied, “Yeah?”
“Where have you been, huh?” Mildred questioned suspiciously.
“Uh, I was just talking on the phone.” Johnny gave a simple answer.
“Whom did you talk with?” Mildred asked suspiciously as Roy, Renee,
Dixie, and Joe started looking on.
“Derrick.” Johnny murmured with an edited version by using his boyhood
best friend’s name instead of Marco’s; his hands were shaky guiltily.
“I see.” Mildred muttered, sensing that Johnny wasn’t telling her the
truth. Then, she lashed out in a low mothering tone, “Umm, well, I
hope that you’re NOT changing your mind about Mike. Remember what Joe
told you to help Mike out. He’s so scared. He needs you!” Her lips
were shaky.
“She’s right, John!” Dixie told Johnny in a low tone sternly; her eyes
widened.
Johnny said nothing and just shrugged as Kel resumed the meeting.
E! E! E!
In the mid-afternoon at 3:45, Peter stood waiting outside in front of
the hotel’s lobby, holding his overnight bag. Johnny drove his Land
Rover and parked there on the driveway. He pressed the button to
unlock all the doors. He opened the door on the passenger side for
Peter.
“Hey, Peter. Come in!” Johnny nervously grinned at Peter.
Peter handed his overnight bag to Johnny and climbed in the Rover.
Johnny placed Peter’s bag on the back seat as Peter took the passenger
seat and closed the door.
“Are you ready?” Johnny inquired as he pressed the button to lock all
the doors.
“Yep!” Peter nodded.
“All right!”
Johnny drove away from the hotel and headed for Malibu.
E! E! E!
It was five o’clock in the afternoon. At a fancy steak restaurant in
Malibu, Johnny and Peter, both who wore nice clothes, were seated at
the table next to the window with the beautiful ocean view. They had
just finished their dinners. Waiting for their desserts to come, they
were having a good time chatting and laughing, looking like they were
enjoying their dinner date.
Meanwhile, Mike Stoker sat on the couch in the living room and watched
TV at his house. He was wearing a long-sleeve rayon shirt, blue jeans,
and black shoes with black socks. He glanced at his watch and was
expecting Johnny to arrive. He was sort of impatient waiting for
Johnny to show up. Ten minutes later, Mike finally heard the doorbell.
*Thank God! It must be Johnny.* Mike thought and heaved a relieved
sigh as he stood up.
Mike was little nervous and walked over to the front door. He unlocked
and slowly opened the door. He gasped and his blue eyes widened in
shock when he saw Marco Lopez standing on the porch.
“Marco, what the hell are you doing here?!?” Mike was puzzled, very
disappointed in disbelief.
“Mike, don’t get upset, okay?” Marco tried to tell his friend in a
gentle manner.
Mike cut in impatiently, “Marco, look, I am expecting someone any time
now. Don’t be long, so what do you want?”
“Is it Johnny?” Marco inquired, figuring out what Mike meant about
someone he was expecting.
“Yeah, it’s him.” Mike uttered, shrugging in disappointment, and then
repeated the question, “What do you want?”
“Mike, please don’t get mad. I am taking over Johnny’s place. He
called me earlier this afternoon and told me that he’s not coming. He
asked me to come over here for him.” Marco explained.
“WHAT?!?” Mike shouted, pissed off, slamming his hand on the wall next
to the door. “Damn it!”
“Hey, calm down!” Marco ordered with both hands signaling to calm his
friend down.
Mike shrugged looking like he didn’t care. He asked with a
disappointed frown, “Why can’t Johnny come here?”
“Well,” Marco shrugged and then shook his head, “I really don’t know,
honestly.” He paused to heave a sigh and continued, “All he said was
that something came up this morning. He didn’t say anything further.”
He paused again to heave a quick sigh and continued, “He said that he’s
sorry that he’s unable to come over here to see you.”
“That’s NO EXCUSE!” Mike exclaimed loudly, shrugging and still pissed
off.
“Mike, calm down, okay?” Marco tried to calm his anxious friend down.
“NO! I can’t!” Mike stated firmly; his lips were shaky.
“If you don’t calm down, you will NEVER succeed. Is that clear?” Marco
warned.
“Well,” Mike shrugged and tried to be polite, “Uh, I’m not in mood
right now, so will you leave?”
“That’s fine if you want me to leave.”
“Thank you. See you tomorrow.”
“Mike, please try to be positive and courageous. Take care of
yourself, okay?” Marco tried to encourage his friend into a positive
way.
“Okay.” Mike shrugged and waved, “Bye.”
“Bye,” Marco waved back as he started walking away.
Mike closed and locked the door. He leaned back against the door.
Mike thought in shocked disbelief, heaving a heartbroken sigh, *I can’t
believe it! Johnny Gage betrayed me! What the fuck is the matter with
him!?! Well, nobody wants me for love. Yeah, I’m a fucking loser! I
feel like I should kill myself. I hate myself so much! What the
FUCK!!!*
Mike began to sob. He slowly knelt down and bent down on the large rug
by the door. He buried his head with his hands on the floor. Banging
his fist so hard on the floor, he sobbed over his anger and grief.
E! E! E!
At 6:45 PM, it was dark in the night. The beach in Malibu was
deserted. Only Johnny and Peter occupied the beach. They lay on the
Hawaiian blanket, cuddled with each other, and chatted. There was a
fireplace next to them that it kept them warm. They still wore their
clothes, but they were now barefoot.
“Have you ever had sex with a guy before?” Peter asked, running his
hand through Johnny’s silky hair.
“Mmmmm, not really. Uh, I actually kissed a boy when I was 12.” Johnny
gave a simple answer, stroking Peter’s waist with one hand.
“Really?” Peter murmured, stroking Johnny’s shoulder with one hand.
“Mmmmm,” Johnny nodded and continued, “That was only once in my life.”
“I see.”
“What about you?”
“Well,” Peter giggled shyly. He rolled over a half and removed his
hand from Johnny. Staring at the stars, he heaved a sigh and then
stammered a little with an answer, “Uh, I’ve had encounters with
several guys at different times since I was fourteen.”
“Oh. Have you dated any of the guys at your work?” Johnny asked
absently, staring at the stars too.
“Yeah, just a couple of the guys I work with.”
“I see.”
“How about you? I mean dating with a guy that you work with?”
“Never.” Johnny answered in a low tone.
“Oh.”
Johnny cut in, “Actually, there is a guy on my shift. I really like
him very much, and he’s been very lonely for years. I wish I could
take him out, but I can’t.”
“Why not?” Peter asked with a little puzzled frown.
“Well, I have no choice but to follow the fire department’s code of
conduct.”
Peter sat up and looked at Johnny directly. He asked with a little
grimace, “You’re working for the L.A. County Fire Department, correct?”
“Yeah, that’s correct.” Johnny uttered and asked with a little frown,
“Why?”
“Do you know who is Omar Hamilton is? He works for the L.A. County
Fire Department, too.”
“Yes, I do. He’s a good friend of mine. We worked as temporary
partners on Halloween when we covered for Mildred and Renee.” Johnny
paused to take a quick breath and then asked in wonder, “How do you
know him?”
Peter answered, “He was my next door neighbor in the Chicago suburbs.
We used to hang out and play in the neighborhood almost every day. I
miss him since he moved to L.A. We still talk from time to time.
Didn’t he tell you that he was originally from Chicago?”
“Yes, he told me that he was from Chicago, but he didn’t mention
anything about you.” Johnny answered and paused to take a quick breath
before continuing in puzzlement, “Anyway, what is it about him?”
“He’s gay. His lover is a captain in the department. Didn’t you know
that?”
“Yeah, I’m aware that they are lovers, but there are pros and cons. As
for me, I just can’t do that at all.” Johnny hesitatingly stated.
“There is NOTHING wrong with that. You need to open up!” Peter tried
to convince Johnny with a disappointed grimace.
“No!” Johnny paused to heave a sigh and continued exclaiming, “I can’t
do that because my captain is very strict. He is not very open-minded,
so I have to be very careful. Please understand me, okay?”
“Okay, okay,” Peter shrugged in disappointment. He then lay down and
heaved a deep sigh.
“Oh, well,” Johnny heaved a deep sigh and continued in a normal tone,
“I really don’t know what else to say.”
“Don’t worry. You will be okay.” Peter assured with a sexy smile.
“Yeah, thanks. I appreciate your concern.” Johnny hesitated in a low
tone.
Peter abruptly rolled over and wrapped his arm around Johnny. He took
Johnny’s mouth with his in a passionate kiss. Johnny wrapped his arms
around Peter as they continued necking. Peter moved his hand to reach
Johnny’s waist and partially pulled his shirt out of his pants. He
moved his hand on Johnny’s smooth skin under the shirt and reached
Johnny’s nipple. Stroking Peter’s back with both hands, Johnny moaned.
They continued taking each other’s mouths in deep passionate kisses.
Peter slowly removed his head from Johnny’s mouth and then crawled to
reach Johnny’s waist. Kneeling next to the paramedic, he slowly
unbuckled Johnny’s belt and unzipped Johnny’s pants. Starting with the
button from the bottom of Johnny’s shirt, Peter unbuttoned Johnny’s
shirt. As Peter slowly opened the shirt, he gasped and fervently
stared at Johnny’s beautiful hairless body with its tiny, brownish-red
nipples.
“Wow! You’re so beautiful!” Peter exclaimed, moistening his thick lips
with deep passion and never removing his eyes from Johnny’s nipples.
Peter touched Johnny’s waist and moved his hands up to reach Johnny’s
nipples. Peter stroked Johnny’s nipples with his thumbs for a moment.
As Peter suckled Johnny’s nipple and stroked Johnny’s other nipple with
his thumb, Johnny moaned and stretched his hands. Peter slowly moved
to reach Johnny’s mouth and took Johnny’s mouth with his into a deep
passionate kiss. Moaning, Johnny raised his hands to stroke Peter’s
back.
Peter sat up, gazing at Johnny’s nipples. He unbuttoned and then
removed his shirt as Johnny relished Peter’s body with its little hair
on chest and brown nipples. Peter placed his shirt on the blanket and
then lay down.
“Your turn.” Peter ordered in a gentle manner.
“What do you mean?” Johnny asked in a low tone, not understanding.
“Bathe my nipples in your mouth.” Peter answered passionately.
Johnny sat up and was about to move his head down.
“Wait, John. Take your shirt off first.” Peter instructed.
Johnny removed his shirt and placed his on the blanket. He slowly
touched Peter’s nipples with his hands for a moment and then bathed one
of Peter’s nipples in his mouth.
“Aaah!” Peter moaned with passion, feeling so good.
Johnny stopped and looked up at Peter’s face. He asked awkwardly, “Are
you okay?”
“Don’t stop!” Peter exclaimed sternly.
Johnny bathed Peter’s other nipple as Peter moaned and ran both of his
hands through Johnny’s silky hair. They switched their places. Peter
knelt next to the side of Johnny’s body. He slowly pulled Johnny’s
pants off, staring at Johnny’s crotch through white bikini briefs with
sexual fantasies. He placed Johnny’s pants over Johnny’s other
clothes. He bent his head down to reach Johnny’s crotch.
Smelling Johnny’s crotch and stroking Johnny’s hips, Peter murmured,
“Mmmmmm.”
Peter sat up and slowly pulled Johnny’s briefs off, never removing his
eyes from Johnny’s groin. Peter’s mouth hung open and brown eyes
widened with passion as he gazed at Johnny’s beautiful crotch with its
black pubic hair and about 6-inch, cut, dark-skinned penis.
“Wow! You’re so beautiful, my love!” Peter exclaimed, still studying
Johnny’s naked body. He licked his lips, heaving a passionate sigh.
“Thanks,” Johnny murmured awkwardly as Peter tossed Johnny’s briefs
over Johnny’s clothes.
“Aren’t you excited?” Peter was puzzled.
“Well,” Johnny heaved a sigh and continued, “Remember, this is our only
one night stand. Nothing more than that, okay?”
“Yeah, you’re right.” Peter nodded and asked, “Have you ever have sex
with a guy before?”
“Never,” Johnny nervously answered in a low tone.
“Oh, are you ready for it?” Peter still looked at Johnny’s face,
stroking Johnny’s nipple with his thumb.
“Yep,” Johnny took a quick nod and requested politely, “No anal sex,
please. Only oral sex, okay?”
“Okay,” Peter accepted respectfully.
Peter stood up and removed his pants. He placed his pants next to his
other clothes. While Peter slowly pushed his briefs off and tossed his
over his clothes, Johnny studied Peter’s groin with its black pubic
hair and about 10-inch, cut, deeply dark-skinned penis. Peter sat down
next to the naked paramedic and then turned around to Johnny.
“Hey, my love, what do you think of my body?” Peter curiously asked.
“You look great!” Johnny giggled hesitatingly.
“Thanks!” Peter grinned, licking his lips.
Still lying on the blanket, Johnny spread his legs to let Peter to
enjoy some foreplay with his sex organ. Peter lay down and wrapped his
arms around Johnny as Johnny wrapped his arms around Peter in return.
They took each other’s mouths in a passionate kiss. As Peter slowly
moved his head from Johnny’s mouth, he licked Johnny’s neck and chest.
He caressed Johnny’s body with both of his hands while licking from
Johnny’s mouth to chest. He bathed Johnny’s nipple in his mouth and
stroked Johnny’s other nipple with his thumb as Johnny moaned and
stretched his hands. Peter slowly moved and licked Johnny’s body and
navel. Reaching out, Peter stroked Johnny’s penis with one hand,
sucked and licked Johnny’s penis, fondling Johnny’s balls and pubic
hair with his other hand. Johnny continuously groaned with passion,
doing exercises on stretching his hands, until he had finished
ejaculating in Peter’s mouth.
“Mmmmm, Mmmmm!” Peter shook his head and loved smelling and tasting
Johnny’s salty cum, moistening his thick lips to clean out of Johnny’s
sperm, as he held his hands on Johnny’s thighs.
“Aaaaaaawww!” Johnny moaned, almost exploding out; relaxing his hands
on the blanket.
Peter made himself to move and crawled to reach Johnny’s side.
Wrapping his arm around the paramedic, Peter took Johnny’s mouth with
his in a passionate kiss. He asked, “Did that feel good?”
“Yeah,” Johnny murmured awkwardly, taking a quick nod.
“Good!” Peter gave Johnny a quick kiss and then requested, “Your turn.
I mean, sucking my penis. Okay?”
The two men switched their places. Peter lay down and was very
relaxed. Johnny knelt down next to the doctor’s side and slowly
touched Peter’s penis with one hand.
“Suck my dick!” Peter demanded, feeling horny with his erection.
Looking up at Peter’s face, Johnny hesitated and didn’t know how to say
further. It had been the first time ever for Johnny to have sex with a
male in his life. He slowly reached Peter’s crotch. Rubbing Peter’s
penis with one hand, Johnny sucked and licked Peter’s large penis
awkwardly.
“Come on, keep going! Don’t stop!” Peter moaned, running his hands
through Johnny’s hair.
Johnny continued sucking Peter’s penis.
“Grrrrrrr, Grrrrrr, Grrrrrr!” Peter groaned, ejaculating in Johnny’s
mouth.
Johnny sat up and heaved a deep sigh. He moistened his lips to clean
out of Peter’s sperm and rubbed his face with his hands.
“I feel so good!” Peter exclaimed, staring at Johnny’s body. “How about
you?”
“Yeah, me, too.” Johnny hesitated in a low tone. “Thanks for giving me
this opportunity.”
“No problem!” Peter gave Johnny a sexy grin.
Taking Peter’s hand with one hand, Johnny requested with a giggle,
“Hey, let’s go and swim. Come on!”
Peter nodded with a happy smile. The two naked men ran over to the
shore and swam into the cold, salty water. They didn’t care if the
water was cold. They enjoyed swimming, playing around with each other,
and even fondling for a few moments. They walked out and returned to
the beach. They dried their bodies with the beach towels and then lay
down on the blanket. Moaning, they necked, cuddled, fondled, and
rubbed their penises together for a while until they felt satisfied.
They got up, got dressed, and made ready to leave the beach.
“Are you ready to go?” Johnny inquired as he and Peter still stood and
held their bags in their hands.
“Yeah, let’s go!” Peter responded, glancing at his watch and it was
8:40 PM.
“All right!” Johnny giggled with a crooked smile.
The two men walked back to the parking lot and headed for Johnny’s
Rover.
E! E! E!
It was 9:20 PM. Johnny parked his Rover on the driveway in front of
the LAX Double Diamond Hotel’s lobby. He picked up Peter’s bag from
the back seat.
Handing the bag to the dark-skinned doctor, Johnny said with a nervous
smile, “Here you go.”
“Thanks,” Peter smiled a little back, holding his bag in his hands.
“Peter, uh, thanks for your time with me. I had a wonderful night with
you.” Johnny gave the doctor a shy-sweet smile.
“Honestly, I enjoyed this special night with you. I really did.” Peter
admitted nervously and then paused to take a breath before continuing
with a courageous smile, “Umm, I wish you the best luck in your
endeavors.”
“Thank you, Peter. I wish you the best luck in your future, too!”
Johnny grinned back.
“Thanks, John! You take care.”
“Take care of yourself.” Johnny said in a low tone as he and Peter
embraced.
Opening the door of the Rover’s passenger side, Peter waved with a sad
smile, “Bye.”
“Bye.” Johnny waved back with a little smile as Peter leapt out of the
vehicle.
They quietly stared at each other for a moment. Peter closed the
Rover’s passenger door. Both men waved goodbye. Peter turned around
and began to walk away to head for the hotel’s entrance. Johnny
watched Peter walking into the hotel’s lobby and then drove away to
head home.
E! E! E!
While Mark and Doug had almost finished packing in the deluxe room,
Peter ran in the hallway and unlocked the door. He opened the door and
entered the room. Closing the door and still holding a bag in one
hand, Peter stood behind the door.
“Hey, I’m back!” Peter stammered loudly, informing his friends.
Standing by the beds, Mark and Doug looked up at Peter.
“Where have you been?” Mark asked Peter anxiously, trying to control
himself.
“Went out to the beach.” Peter gave a simple answer as Mark and Doug
made little uncomfortable grimaces smelling Peter’s fish-like odor.
“Oh,” Mark muttered and then asked in puzzlement, “Uh, you went there
by yourself?”
“Yeah,” Peter nodded guiltily, not wanting to talk about the secret
relationship with Johnny.
“Did you have a good time?”
“Yep, I did.” Peter said guiltily and took a quick breath before
continuing nervously, “Uh, I gotta take a shower. Excuse me.”
Before anyone else could respond, Peter abruptly walked away to head
for the bathroom and took a shower.
Sensing something wrong with their friend, Doug hissed asking Mark, “I
think Peter doesn’t seem to be telling us the truth. Does he, huh?”
“Yeah, it seems to me that Peter might have had sex with some stranger.
I can smell something like fish on him, something like that.” Mark
hissed and admitted.
“Yeah, you’re right.” Doug agreed in a whisper and made a disgusted
grimace, “I smelled him awful, too.”
The two men finally finished packing while Peter had finished taking
the shower and began to dress. Once all three men were ready, they
walked out of the room and went down through the elevator. They met
Susan and Carol in the lobby. They all checked out and waited outside
for an airport shuttle bus to arrive.
“Hey Peter, where have you been?!? We looked for you everywhere!”
Susan confronted Peter in a low mothering tone as their other friends
looked on.
Peter shrugged guiltily. “Just went out to the beach,” he answered
simply.
“With someone you just met?” Susan sensed, figuring out in a smart way.
*Yep, I bet she’s right!* Mark agreed in his thought.
“Nah, no,” Peter shook his head guiltily and stated firmly, “Just by
myself. That’s all I can say.”
“Oh,” Susan murmured awkwardly and then thought of Peter’s natural
personality, *I don’t think Peter is telling us the truth. He’s too
reserved to talk about something like that. He needs to be more opened
up!*
The shuttle bus finally arrived and was parked on the driveway in front
of the hotel’s lobby. The bus driver leapt out of the bus and walked
around the bus. He opened the rear doors, loaded the luggage there,
and then closed the doors. The Cook County group climbed into the bus
and seated themselves while the driver walked around back to the
driver’s side. The driver climbed in and closed the door. He started
the bus’s engine and drove away heading for LAX.
E! E! E!
An hour later after Johnny Gage returned home, he lay on his full-size
bed in the master bedroom at his apartment. It was dark with the
lights off. Wearing a white T-shirt and briefs, he couldn’t sleep at
the moment.
Johnny thought with crying tears, *Wow! It was great experience to
make love with a male for the first time in my whole life. I don’t
care if it was Peter Benton. I just want to experience real sex with a
male. All I hope is to have a lifetime relationship with Mr. Right
whom I shall love all the time. In truth, I really love Mike Stoker
very much. I’m sure he loves me too. He reminds me of a blond boy
from the boys’ camp. It has bothered me all the time since I met him
first. I feel so funny that this boy could be him. I sense strongly
that he needs me so much! I wish I could take him out and be his love,
but I can’t do that. The bottom line is, the LACoFD’s policy stinks
and is not fair! That sucks! I don’t know what to do anymore!!!* He
heaved a frustrated sigh, rolling over. Sobbing and banging one of his
hands on the bed, he exclaimed to himself, “Oh, damn it!”
He buried his head on the pillow and wrapped his arms around his head
as he continued sobbing in grief.
~ The End ~
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