Love and Deceit

Chapter 3: The No-Alternative Deal

As much as I tried to ignore what Carter had told me about Adrian needing a heart transplant, I couldn’t help but think that it would have been a cruel joke to play on me. Even though, now, I can’t trust him, I had a hard time believing that he would have lied to me about something like that.

And so, as much as I tried not to be fazed by his words, I needed to know for sure. It’s true that Adrian started looking more pale than usual, and I was afraid that he wasn’t eating properly because he was quite skinny.

I decided to go and find the doctor who took care of my little brother. When I did, I confronted him. “Dr. Connor” I said, “is it true that my brother needs a heart transplant?”

The sudden question surprised him, but the look quickly changed to that of sympathy.

“Yes, it’s true.” He told me. “Adrian’s heart is getting weaker and he may not live to see the next year if this continues and he doesn’t get a new heart.”

“Why didn’t you tell me?” I yelled. Despite my best efforts to keep calm, I was furious with the doctor who decided to keep this important bit of information from me. “How could you not tell me that my brother needed this or else he would die?”

The doctor sighed and led me to his office. I was too overwhelmed with emotion and anger that I failed to realize I was making a pretty big scene in the hospital. When he closed the door, he answered me.

“Have you any idea how much this surgery is going to cost, Chris? Not only the surgery, but the recovery time as well. You can barely afford Adrian’s medical bills now. How do you intend on paying them when he gets a new heart and needs all this medication to keep his body from rejecting that heart. And what if something goes wrong and we need to put a new heart in?”

“I’ll pay. It might take some time for me to gather all the money required, but in time, I will have enough to pay for every thing. I know I will.”

“Listen son, I have faith that you will pay back the full amount eventually, but there are others who need heart transplants as well, and we only have a certain amount in the organ bank. There are many who need hearts and their families can pay. They get first priority. This isn’t my decision, alright? It’s hospital policy. I can’t do this surgery unless you can pay right away.”

Tears were flowing down my face. How could he be so cruel? “So, you just want me to let him die?”

“Why don’t think about yourself for a bit. What good is it going to do you to stay in debt for your entire life? Chris, with amount of money you earn with swimming, and whatever else it is that you do, you won’t be able to bay back the debt you’ll have even if you live to be a hundred.”

“But how do you expect me to live with myself when I’ll have the thought that I could have saved my brother in my head for the rest of my life?”

The doctor sighed. “Then I suggest you ask someone for help.”

With that, I left the office, tears still running down my face, trembling in anger. No matter what, I was going to save my little brother.

***

With in the period of two weeks, I went to as many places as I could think of that could help me out. Unfortunately, it was only the orphanage and three banks.

When I went to the banks, it was all the same, “I’m sorry but, due to your current situation, we cannot give you any money because we will not be guaranteed pay back. The amount you require plus the interest that will build during time, there is no way that you will be able to pay us back. We’re sorry, but you’re going to have to find someone else.”

I herd the same thing from all three banks, in exactly the same way; I’ve memorized the line myself.

I then tried the orphanage. These people took care of me and my brother for a long time and had tried to help me numerous times financially. But I didn’t know these people anymore. They became like strangers.

When I went to the owner of the place, someone I was pretty close too, who was quite fond of me, I was crushed by what he had to say.

“I’m so sorry Chris. You know I like you and Adrian. I’ve loved the two of you like family all the while you were in our care. I would help you with anything, but this… this is too much. I can’t give you this much money. If I did, we would be broke; we would have to close down the orphanage. Where would everyone go then? We have helped Adrian out with school, but that is because we had help from the government. But they won’t help us with this.”

Why is it that every one is the Good Samaritan when some people are in a crisis, but when something life threatening comes their way, they are all cowards? He was just like every one else, this man made me believe that he loved Adrian and I like his own son’s, and tried to help us as best he could with Adrian’s school, and my swimming, but now, he was no better than anyone else who could care less for my brother’s life. I hated him for it.

“I knew you wouldn’t care if he died. Just as long as you don’t go broke, is that it?”

The owner was shocked at my words, and hurt by them. “Goodness, no! I’m just saying that the sum is too big, I can’t help alone.”

“Yeah. You’re no better than any other bastard out there who pretends to want to help.” I was getting angrier and angrier by the second. I couldn’t hold back my tears as they started a new. I thought I had cried them all out, but I still had some left in me.

I could tell that the owner was feeling bad, weather it was because my brother was dying or he couldn’t help, I didn’t know, and frankly, I didn’t care. I got up from my chair and left the office.

Even the fucking construction sight wouldn’t give me a raise, and I couldn’t find enough swim competitions to go to. I tried another alternative for the construction site, which was to work morning and night shifts so that I could get extra money, and I event went out of town for the swim competitions that I could find. I was told by Adrian’s doctor that if I kept up what I was doing, I would end up killing myself, let alone preventing Adrian from dying.

I started to give up hope, which really burned me considering Adrian was too. Every time I saw him, his condition was getting worse and worse. He was declining fast, and I couldn’t even do anything about it. I found myself crying every night until I slept. I was running out of options, but I had to keep trying.

I was completely unaware about what would happen next.

***

About a month after this whole thing began, my brothers condition worsened even more than what was expected. He only had another month to live at best, and I was no help to him at all. It was the final stretch I changed completely. I did my job without talking and would keep myself locked away in my home to my thoughts.

On a day that was as depressing as any other, to me anyway, I saw Carter for the first time I a while. He came out of his usual black car and walked up to me as I was smoothing out asphalt on the road.

“I need to talk to you.” He told me in a calm, cold voice.

“Get away from me.” I continued my work without looking up to answer him.

His voice became colder as he said more fiercely “come with me now, I want to talk to you.”

At this, I snapped my head up to look him in the eye. My brown eyes flaring with anger as they met his cold blue and green. “I said GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ME!”

The sudden raise in my voice turned heads, and dropped jaws. I was always quiet and usually happy, so it is no wonder that it was a shock to hear me shout. But this made Carter angry. He grabbed my wrist and squeezed hard so that I let the tool I was using drop to the ground. Then, he dragged me to his car and threw me into the back seat, got in with me and told his chauffeur to drive to the nearest motel.

I tried my best to get away from him. Even in the moving car, I tried to open the door and jump, but he just hit me on the right side of my face with a hard, clenched fist. The blow took me by surprised as I immediately silenced and held by burning cheek. The rest of the car ride remained like that, silence, me glaring at Carter who seemed unfazed by it.

It took only five minutes to get to the wanted destination, where, once his chauffeur got a room, Carter grabbed my hand again and dragged me in. I still fought as best I could and got another hard smack to the same side of my face, this time, to my mouth, then tossed me violently on the bed. The right side of my face felt like it was on fire. My lip was bleeding. I flinched when he came close, but he just ended up sitting on the side, while I lay stretched out on the bed, right side of my face in my hand.

“I have a deal I’d like to make with you.” He said after a few moments of silence.

“I have nothing to say to you” I snapped back. “I won’t make any kind of deal with you, you lying bastard.”

He simply laughed at my retaliation. “You don’t have much of a choice. It concerns your brother.”

Was he still seeing my little brother? That jerk.

“I know he only has a month left, and I know that he desperately needs a heart. You obviously don’t have the money.”

“Are you stocking me?”

He turned to face me when I asked the question. His mouth widened into a smile. He then leaned close to me making my head fall to the pillow in an effort to escape him. “Yes, I am. I’m making a point to know every thing that is going on in your life.”

“Ass hole.”

He laughed, “And you’re going to think I’m even more of an ass hole now.”

“Seeing as how you don’t have the money for your brother’s surgery, and I know how much you want to save his life, and seeing as how I am rather fond of the little guy, I have decided to pay for his surgery and recovery myself. I will have him transferred to the best hospital where he can get the best medical care and best treatment. I’ll make sure that he lives a long life.”

“Really?” I asked him. I started feeling a little more relived that someone actually wanted to help me, even if it was this man, whom I now hated. But then I remembered that he warned that I would think him more of an ass hole now, so I decided to let him continue.

“Yes” he said, “of course, nothing is free. I expect you to pay me back.”

“Yes, I will pay you back. No matter what, I will pay you back.”

Carter’s smile broadened. “No, my sweet Chris. I don’t mean for you to pay me back in money.”

I began feeling really nervous at where this was taking me. I had my suspicions but had to make sure of them. I felt myself begin to tremble. “Then, what do you mean?”

I closed my eyes and swallowed a lump in my throat hopping that my suspicions were wrong.

I soon felt a hand on my hip and travel up my side, under my shirt. I tensed up at the feel and Carter chuckled. “You are going to pay me back with this luscious body of yours.”

I knew it. I knew that that was what he wanted. I began breathing hard. I tried desperately to think of an alternative, to get myself out of that situation, but it didn’t know what I could do. Not wanting to answer, I remained silent, my eyes shut tight, while Carter’s hand roamed around my body as if mapping out every muscle and curve.

“Seeing as how you don’t have a choice, I suggest you agree to my terms. You’re body for your little brother’s life. What do you say?”

I sighed defeated. “You promise that my brother will get the best care?”

“Yes, I will even send him to the best school and the two of you can live in my mansion. You will not have to worry about starving and you can continue your swimming career for as long as you like.”

“Then, can you also promise me that he will never know about what we do. He can never know about the terms of this agreement.”

“I promise.”

I sighed again. Carter’s mouth lowered to my neck as he kissed a trail from the top of my neck, down to my shoulder. “Then… I give you my body, in exchange for my brother’s life.”

I could feel Carter’s mouth spread to a smile. He then pushed me down so that my back was flat on the bed. He then pinned my wrists to the bed a he pressed his body to mine. “Excellent. Then how about I take my first payment now?”

He pressed his lips to mine and probed my mouth open with his tongue. The kiss was surprisingly gentle. Much gentler than anything else he would do. He brought my wrists up, above my head, and pinned them there with one hand while sliding the other hand up my shirt. He took firm hold of the top of the tank top I was wearing and literally ripped it off me.

He again proceeded to feel my entire body, mapping it out with his warm fingers. He slid his hand down to the belt of my pants and unbuckled it, unbuttoning and unzipping until he managed to slide his hand freely to my groin. I tensed again under his touch.

He slid his hand underneath my boxer shorts and began fondling my cock, all the while, ravishing my neck with kisses. I tried to hold in the whimpers of pleasure, but it was something my body wasn’t used too. It responded to even the slightest touch of his hand.

My cock quickly hardened as he continued to stimulate it in a clearly experienced way.

“Stop…” I gasped. But he didn’t stop, he kept going. If anything, he did more. He began to pull my pants, with the boxers down until I was completely naked, causing me to gasp in shock, and panic.

I tried to escape Carter’s grasp by wiggling away, trying to pry my hands free but my efforts were useless. His grip was too strong for me.

Still holding my wrists above my head with his one hand, he undressed himself with his other. It was the first time a saw his own naked body and it made me stop my struggling and stare.

He was amazing. I never knew that that was what he looked like. His body put mine to shame. His muscles were big a beautifully defined, though, not bulgy. He had a tattoo going from either side of his chest, over his shoulders, around his back, but I didn’t actually see how big it was or what it was. His body was tanned and his abdominal muscles were rock hard, however he had a scar going across it. I didn’t dare ask what it was from.

My eyes scanned his body and stopped at his own aroused cock. Its length made me nervous. His member was large; another thing that put me to shame. My eyes widened as it twitched in want and approached my body closer and closer.

Seeing my reaction made Carter chuckle as he pressed his lips to mine again.

He broke off, and spread my legs apart with his knees, causing my eyes shoot up to meet his. His look made my eyes widened even more. His eyes seemed to change into a much deeper shade of color. The one blue eye and one green that were usually light and gentle turned dark and lustful.

His lips spread into a frightening smile and he put his fingers into his mouth. He then brought them down and inserted one into my entrance, pushing into my ass. My muscles tensed instinctively and I whimpered in pain. When he started to thrust, my eyes shut tight, but the pain soon disappeared and I started to feel strange… as if I was enjoying what he was doing. I began gasping, but this time, in pleasure, not in pain.

“What- What are you doing? Ah!”

“I’m making sure you’re enjoying this. I have been with enough men to know what to target. This…” He pushed a second finger in and touched something that made me let out a cry of pleasure… and pain. “…is your prostate gland.”

He continued to thrust his fingers inside of me and, despite my best efforts to not let him be the one to bring me to the brink of pleasure, I ejaculated and let out a cry.

Laughing, Carter used my semen that was on my stomach to lubricate himself, and thrust his large member deep inside me. I cried out in pain again, but he gave my body no time to adjust to his size before he began thrusting violently in and out of me.

I continued to cry out in pain, but it didn’t stop his movements. He raised my hip onto his thighs as he continued to thrust, hard. He used his free hand to bring my arousal back.

With his violent thrust came his grunts of pleasure. How could he be enjoying this while I was in agony? But my cries were ignored as his thrusts quickened. But, despite myself again, his masterful strokes of my cock brought me to the brink once more as I came a second time; my tightened grip on him member bringing him with me. He cried out in ecstasy as his seed spilled into me.

I could feel his warm essence stirring deep inside as he collapsed on top of me, the two of us breathing hard.

He remained on top of me for a while, until he finally pulled out. He brought his head up to look me in the eye. The deep, darkness in his eyes disappeared back into the softness that was originally there. He pressed his lips back to mine and, once again, invaded my mouth with his tongue.

He got off of my exhausted body, and rolled to sit on the side id the bed. I stared up at the ceiling, in a daze. He began to talk, but I couldn’t make out what he was saying. However, I did hear the last few words. “Since you just lost your virginity to me, you can consider this double payment toward your debt.”

I didn’t respond. He let out another low laugh and walked to the washroom where he started a shower. I waited until I was sure he couldn’t hear me before I buried my head in a pillow and began to cry.

I knew that I just sold my soul to the devil, but… I have to remember… I’m doing this for my brother.

I know you might not like what I have done… I’m sorry… but I’m doing this for you Adrian.