#I was inspired by video where one cat splashed his tongue on himself while drinking and the other... well you know took everything from lif

[bismuthfool]

silly cat

and wukong (also a silly cat)

[bestwishes86]

So I was watching a porno and had an idea for a murder mystery story based around a man that I created from the physical profile of the bottom.

I know that may sound crazy but I have been jamming out to Taylor Swift a lot lately and there aren't enough GAY murder mysteries that aren't porn. Here’s my idea and all the words I’ve written for it so far

Premise

Kevin an out and proud student of a Texas University is attacked and the police ignore the incident. His younger brother Sven tracks down private investigator Hugh for help finding the attackers and bringing them to.justice. Over the course or the investigation Hugh learns that Kevin was mixed up with students who performed drugs and gangbangs. Sven states he knows nothing about this but Hugh learns that is a lie when a video of Sven in a gang bang is sent to him. The pairs partnership is rocky as Hugh is somewhat homophobic. The more he learns about Sven, the stronger his desire to protect him gets. His feelings of jealousy and disgust over the sex video drives a wedge between them. But when a vigilante exposes the true purpose behind the groups sexual attacks. Hugh steps back into Sven’s life as the group begins to kill the victims before any of them can come forward. The two share a kiss before Hugh apologizes but can’t admit to his homosexualty. Hurt and dejected Sven puts himself in a dangerous situation but Hugh steps in and saves him. He had been keeping an eye on him from a distance. The feds step in deciding to put the remaining victims in witness protections and give Hugh and Sven one day before Sven is gone. The two act on their feelings and then Sven leaves. Hugh continues the investigation and learns how far the corruption goes in regards to the video. When he is publicly discredited in an attempt to get him off the case, he sits at a press conference where he admits to being hurt by men years before. And says he won’t stop until the men who hurt his love are behind bars. Sitting in a hospital room in St. Louis Sven watches the broadcast with his family.

Jake Johnson is my inspiration for Hugh

Here is my snippets

Here is how it ends for the two lovers

Sleepy dark brown eyes opened as the large hotel bed moved as the larger man left it. Hugh turns his head towards the tall muscular man walking naked towards the bathroom. Hugh was mesmerized by the long softback and large curved ass that swished a bit with every step he took. Hugh tried not to think of the ticking clock above their heads. But instead, as the bathroom closed, Hugh focused on the overwhelming feeling of love he felt for Sven. The lavish hotel room they had spent hours in felt more like a waiting room to Hugh. Soon Sven would be in Witness Protection and they would never see one another again. Hugh closed his eyes and listened to the imagined sound of ticking that matched his heartbeats.

Inside the vast extravagant bathroom, tears fell from Sven’s eyes. Last night had been everything. The way they kissed. The feel of Hugh’s calloused fingers on his skin. The way that man timidly kissed him, seemed to learn him with each movement of their lips. The nineteen-year-old man looked at himself in the mirror. This was the first sexual experience that didn’t leave his body covered in bruises and bite marks. He had hated each one, but now his vanilla skin was before him unblemished but instead cherished. Sven wished that life could always be like this. He branded each memory to his skin with his brown doe eyes. Remembering every space of his skin Hugh’s lips had been.

Their time was almost up and he knew that he shouldn’t be in here crying, but as he swallowed back the lump in his throat and closed his eyes. He didn’t notice Hugh opened the door and came inside. It wasn’t till the lean hairy arms were around him that he knew, Hugh a foot smaller, came up to his shoulder but it didn’t matter as he felt the warmth keeping his feelings embraced.

“I don’t know what to say besides I love you,” Hugh’s gruff voice said against the skin of his back and Sven closed his eyes.

“Me either...just., I love you too,” Sven breathed out as fresh tears came.

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Hugh turned Sven around slowly while making sure to not lose the skin contact. Even if it was his fingertips grazing along the soft skin. His own eyes were wet but he blinked back tears and leaned up on his tip toes to kiss the younger man. It was just the pressing of tips but it was enough. The months of blood wine violence were outside the bathroom. The lies and decisions the two men were slaves to outside the kiss and the moments that came after. Hugh had never thought he would fall in love with a man. His ideas of a family thrown to the birds as he felt strong hands cup both of his small ass cheeks and press him closer to the much larger man. Fate certainly had a funny way of fucking with him. He felt the current of pleasure run up his body as he felt those soft, but strong hands squeeze firmly and he groaned into the mouth that opened for him. His tongue met Sven’s as felt Sven’s average length but hard cock press between his pecs and stomach.

Maybe it was a youth thing to always be ready for sex but as he felt his own cock going rigid, he knew he was wrong.

-------& ------when Hugh sees the tape

Hugh was angry, so very angry. The Barton case had been his first case from the start after rehab. One he had thought to pass to one of the bleeding hearts in the office who didn’t have anything against pansy ass men beating the shit out of each other. But when he had met Sven Barton something inside him refused to give in to that thought process. But now after months of surveillance, interviewing anyone connected to Kevin Barton, the man in the ICU who may never wake up, he had to hear it from some silver spoon SOB that Sven had been hiding things. Things that mattered to solving the mystery of who beat and sodomized Kevin. Hugh was livid.

Standing in the gray minimalist employee bathroom trying to collect himself he looked in the mirror. Large dark circles showed his lack of sleep against his olive skin. His off center nose from an unfixed break and thin lips made him look angrier. He was thirty two years old, his sandy brown hair a wild mess of curls and straight strands. He wore a rumpled white button down shirt and dark slacks. His “uniform” for working as a P.I. He had splashed water on his face and tried to unsee the images on that home recording. But he couldn’t. The tall Herculean nineteen year old on his knees, his mouth full of cock as those ocean blue eyes looked up at the camera. The six foot something man was surrounded by naked men Hugh hadn’t been able to make out, all were watching and all knew their turn was coming with the boy.

“He’s as good as his brother, maybe even better?” A faceless voice had said off camera and the flicker of recognition in those blue eyes and the emotion there caught Hugh’s attention. Bile had been in his mouth from viewing it and he had thrown up out the window of his parked Hybrid in the Ivy League University parking lot. Now back in the office bathroom his anger was stirring in his gut but he wasn’t about to toss his cookies again. He washed his face and brushed his teeth with more force then needed. It was stupid as he was only hurting himself. But that’s what he was good at, hurting himself.

As he rinsed his mouth out he wondered what he was so angry about. Clients lie. They leave things out, give him half truths to go chase after. But that boy with the square jaw, and those eyes a person could get lost in had deliberately lied to him. Was he hurt by the proof being on his phone, or was he jealous? The feelings and thoughts pinged around inside his slightly larger than average forehead and he closed his eyes. Focusing on his breathing, getting his pulse back to normal but he could not focus. He knew too much about things now and needed to talk to the boy and finally fully make sense of what was going on.

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Hugh attends a uni party as Sven’s security as the pair try to understand how the pack of rapists get their victims. Hugh is against the idea of Sven being bait but goes along with the plan. Sven drinks from a spiked cup of alcohol and begins to feel the effects instantly. Hugh realizing he was being blocked by sorority girls gets away from them in time to see Sven being led towards the exit. He grabs Sven and directs him to his car. On the drive back to his condo Sven has a breakdown as the drugs effect his mind. Getting the young man inside, Sven has a change of personality as he tries to have sex with Hugh. Hugh rebuffs this but Sven is determined so Hugh fakes agreeing to it just to lure him to the shower where he holds him naked in front of him and turns the water to cold. Sven reacts violently to this and Hugh bolts for the door. Keeping it held shut as Sven beats it and bellows against it causes Hugh to flashback to doing the same for his drug addicted mother when she was trying to beat him.

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When the sex videos of the Uni men become public knowledge and the killers start picking off the victims before they can testify. Sven is put into witness protection by the feds. He and Hugh get one day to act on their feelings before Sven is gone. Hugh continues the investigation while Sven attempts to adjust to his new life unaware that Kevin is secretly in communication with Hugh on his behalf. Sven’s father finally expresses his anger at his sons lifestyle by hitting Sven and Kevin and his mother intervene. Hugh faces off against the killer in a cat or mouse game that exposes his own past to the news before the killer does. Sven and his family watch the broadcast and have differing opinions of Hugh.

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Hugh’s fractured relationships outside of work affect his ability to focus on the case. With schizophrenic mother begins calling him and each conversation guts him emotionally. To the point he shuts Sven out of his life to be able to keep his harsh mood from destroying what little progress the student has made in mentally recovering. During this time of silence the killers begin to terrorize Sven. He finds himself hearing voices and jumping at shadows while being told constantly they aren’t real. But they are, the college guys are placing burner phones with prerecorded messages around campus to scare him. When a call comes through to Hugh from an unknown number he is summoned to the university pool where Sven stands on the top of the diving board set to jump to his death. Hugh runs up the stairs and gets to him in time to stop this unaware they are being recorded.

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