The Houseguest

Written By: D’be-D’be


The boys of A-shift had just sat down for lunch when the alarm bell sounded. “Station 51, Engine 39, Engine 10, Station 62, Warehouse fire, Cumberland and main, time out 13:01”

“Station 51, KMG-365!” Captain Stanley acknowledged the call on his way to the engine.

Firefighters/Paramedics Gage and Desoto were already in the squad truck before Stanley jumped into his seat beside Engineer, Mike Stoker, in the big red truck, putting his turn-out gear on as the truck pulled out behind the paramedic vehicle.

The building was fully engulfed when the engine and squad pulled into the parking lot. It was a large building that served as a storage facility for a local brewery company. To Captain Stanley that meant trouble. With barrels full of alcohol, the whole place could go up like an bomb at any second. Speed was the name of the game.

Stanley jumped out of the truck and pulled out his portable radio. “This is Station 51; Engine 39, you take the east side and Engine 10 the west. Station 62, take the back side and your paramedics can help Gage and Desoto with any casualties that may occur. We have the front covered”

“10-4, Hank!” were the replies from the other Captains.

Stanley turned to find his men already headed towards the building, dragging hoses. Chet Kelly and Marco Lopez had one while Gage and Desoto were manning the other. Stoker was standing by at the engine keeping an eye on the water pressure and getting ready to change lines when necessary.

Stanley’s heart beat a little faster when he noticed Johnny Gage make his way into the burning building. He was always a little anxious when any of his men walked into the dangers of a burning inferno, but he was especially anxious when it was Gage. It had only been a couple of weeks since the two men had finally confessed their true feelings for each other and since that moment they had little time to spend together. Captain Stanley knew he had to be patient. They had to be cautious, especially around the station house. He knew the time would come when they could finally be alone. Until then, he had to settle for warm glances when no one was looking and the occasional kiss when Stanley found an excuse to call Gage into his office. He knew Gage was getting frustrated, but he kept warning him that they had to be careful and not let the cat out of the bag. Having Roy and Mike to rely on helped but still they had to watch out. He looked over to the engine where Mike was standing. He saw the same anxious look in his eyes as he watched Desoto follow Gage into the blaze.

Stanley knew he had to put his anxiety aside; he had a job to do and a lot of good men were depending on him. So forgetting for the time being that the love of his life was inside the warehouse, Stanley did what he did best; he took charge of the situation to make sure the fire was put out with minimal damage and no loss of life.

Gage and Desoto, along with the other paramedics from Station 62, made three trips in and out of the building. There were ten injured employees with injuries ranging from broken bone or concussions to second or third degree burns. As Gage was attending to one of the burn victims, he was told the security guard was still inside. Grabbing his air and mask once more, the young fireman made his way back into the building even knowing at any time it could blow.

“Hey, Cap!” he yelled to Stanley. “There’s one more man in there! I’m going in to see if I can get him out!”

“Not on your own, buddy; wait up I’m going in with you!” Stanley ordered. He radioed the Captain of Engine 39 and advised him that he and Gage were going back in for one more rescue attempt.

“Be careful, Hank!” the Captain shouted as Stanley ran into the blaze.

The building was thick with smoke and it was very hard to make their way around the debris that had fallen throughout the building. Stanley walked over to the wine barrels and was pleased to see that Lopez and Kelly had followed his instructions to do their best to keep the barrels wet. That gave the two men a little more time. At least he hoped it did.

“Hey, Johnny!” Stanley barked through his air mask. “Where did that guy say the guard may be?”

“In the back office, Cap, just to your left there,” Gage replied.

“Fine, follow me,” Stanley stated as he made his way to the office.

Because of the smoke and the still burning embers, it took over five minutes to get to the office. Once there, they found the guard slumped over his desk. It was quite obvious to Stanley, without Gage having to check for vital signs, that the man had perished.

“Damn!” Stanley cursed to himself. He hated loosing anyone. His eyes watered as he noticed a picture on the desk of a beautiful woman smiling for the camera. ‘His wife no doubt,’ Stanley thought.

Gage moved around the desk reaching out to check for a pulse, just in case. As suspected, he found none. “He’s gone, Cap,” Gage said with sadness in his tone.

“I guessed as much, kiddo,” Stanley pushed Gage out of the way and pulled the man up over his shoulder. There was no way he was going to leave this man behind. He pulled his air mask off and spoke into the radio. “The guard didn’t make it. Get a body bag ready. We’re coming out.”

“Understood 51!” came the reply.

As the men were making their way to the door, pieces of the ceiling were falling all around them. Suddenly just outside the door, a burning tile came crashing down hitting Stanley on the right arm, causing his turn-out coat to catch fire.

Gage, acting on instinct, grabbed a tarp that was lying over a barrel and quickly pounded the flames out before they could cause any damage. Stanley, although shaken, never let go of the victim over his shoulder. He allowed Gage to put the flames out and then continued out the door. Stanley walked over to Desoto who had placed the body bag on the ground by one of the engines. With as much care and respect as possilbe, he placed the guard down on the bag then walked away, hearing the sound of the zipper being pulled up.

“Cap!” Gage shouted anxiously. “Come over here and let me look at that arm.”

“I’m okay, Johnny; the coat protected me.”

“I want to take a look for myself, if you don’t mind!” Gage knew he had snapped at his Captain but he didn’t care. He quickly but gently pulled the sleeve off so he could exam the damage. There was a slight redness, but as Stanley had ascertained, no serious injury. Still, he called his partner over. “Hey, Roy, do you think Cap should go to Rampart and get Doctor Brackett to take a look at his arm?”

“I’m not going to Rampart, for Pete sake,” Stanley grumbled.

“You’re going to Rampart if we think you have to go and that’s final,” Desoto answered for both he and Gage. “Now let me take a look at that arm.”

“Yeah, Johnny, I think you’re right. I think Brackett should take a look see to determine if any medical attention is required.”

“Oh come on, Roy,” Stanley snorted. “I’ll feel silly going to Rampart for this little burn.”

“Nevertheless, the discussion is closed and you’re going.”

“There’s no use arguing with him, Cap,” Stoker spoke as he made his way to the men. “He’s in control, if you get my meaning.”

Gage and Stanley looked up at Stoker at the same time and then over to Desoto. The implication of Stoker’s statement became clear to them simultaneously. Stoker was letting them know that he and Roy were also in a disciplinary relationship and Desoto was the Top.

Roy winked down at Stanley as he helped him up. “Are you going to continue arguing with me, Cap?”

“No, you’ve made your point; I’ll go peacefully.”

“I’m glad you see it my way, Cap.” Desoto grinned. “You can ride in with Johnny in the squad while I go in the ambulance with one of the more serious victims.”

“Thanks for that much at least,” Stanley retorted as he followed Gage to the squad and jumped in. He had to admit, now that the fire was out and the adrenaline had stopped pumping through his veins, that his arm was beginning to sting a little, but he wasn’t going to admit that to the young man sitting next to him.

As they made their way with sirens blaring to the hospital, Gage cleared his throat to let Stanley know he had a question to ask.

“What is it Johnny?”

“I know I’m new at this Top/Brat thing.” He took his eyes off the road for a second to look at his Captain.

“Yes, and what do you want to know, kiddo?”

“Since Roy is a Top and you’ve made it quite clear that you’re the Top in our relationship, if you would have disobey Roy, could he have spanked you?”

“He’s not my Top, baby; he’s Mike’s. But theoretically, if he noticed that I was spinning out of control for example or beginning to behave badly, I suppose he could take it upon himself to put me in my place.”

“I’d love to see that,” Gage replied in a teasing manner. “I’ll have to keep that in mind for the future.”

Stanley let out a small chuckle then a grimace as his arm began to throb.

“Are you in pain, Hank?” Johnny asked as he reached out and placed a hand on Stanley’s leg and gave it a gentle loving squeeze.

“Just a little, kiddo; I guess you and Roy were right on insisting I come to Rampart.”

Gage just gave his Captain an ‘I know everything smirk’ as they pulled into Rampart.

**********

Dr. Kelly Bracket was waiting for them in treatment room 2. He gently lifted the Captain’s arm up to take a closer look. “It’s starting to blister a little, Hank,” Bracket stated as he turned his attention over to Gage and Desoto.

“Fellows, here is a tube of Lancaine ointment. I’m going to administer some right now and cover the burn with gauze. I want you to change the wrapping in about four hours, putting on some more ointment if you see the blistering is getting worse. Also, keep an eye on his temperature and if it goes any higher give him a couple of aspirin.” Turning back to Stanley, the doctor asked, “Are you in any pain, Hank?’

“No, not really; I mean it’s starting to sting a little, but nothing I can’t tolerate.”

“Okay, but don’t be a hero. If the pain increases, let Johnny or Roy know, agreed?”

“Agreed,” Hank replied as he watched Bracket wrap up the burn.

As Bracket was finishing up with their Captain, Gage and Desoto excused themselves to go replenish their medical supplies. When alone Roy took his partner aside. “Johnny, I have the perfect way for you and the Captain to be together tonight and no one will be the wiser.”

“You do, Roy?” Gage asked excitedly. “How?”

“Well, everyone knows that the Cap’s wife and kids have gone to visit some relatives for a couple of weeks, so that means the Cap is alone. If we set the scene that the Cap’s fever is getting higher and he shouldn’t be left alone tonight, you could volunteer to move in with him; you know just to keep an eye on his medical condition.”

“Oh Roy, that’s brilliant; sometimes you really amaze me, my friend.”

“Yeah, well I do have my moments from time to time.”

The two men shared a laugh then Gage turned serious again. “Ah Roy, can I ask you a very personal question? Well, really two questions?”

“Sure, pal, shoot.”

“Are you and Mike in a disciplinary relationship like Hank and I?”

“Yes, we are. What is your second question?”

“Would you ever consider spanking the Captain if he got out of line? I mean, back at the scene you sounded like a true Top when laying down the law about him going to the hospital.”

“Well we both know that sometimes Captain Stanley can get worked up about things and if you told me his behaviour was affecting your relationship, I would first take him aside and have a heart to heart discussion with him. If that didn’t work, a disciplinary session might be in order.”

“Thanks, Roy; I was just curious about it.”

“That’s okay; now let’s go get our supplies before the Captain gets here.”

***********

The rest of the afternoon was relatively quiet. The engine only had to go on one run and it was only a thrash fire. The Squad had two runs; a boy fell out of a tree and a woman got her hair caught in the blades of her mixer.

Around three o’clock, the men were all sitting around the kitchen table having coffee and cake. Roy and Johnny walked in with thermometer and gauze in hand.

“Okay, Cap,” Desoto ordered. “Let me take your temperature.”

“I feel fine, Roy. Really, there’s no need for that,” Stanley retorted

“Cap, that was not request. Now I’m going to give you a choice. You open your mouth and allow me to take your temperature orally or I get the guys to hold you down and you get a rectal. The choice is entirely up to you, but one way or the other you’re getting your temperature taken.”

The rest of the crew couldn’t believe that Roy was speaking to their Captain in such a manner, but Johnny and Mike just looked at each other and winked. They both heard the Top attitude coming out of Roy and apparently so did Stanley as he stopped arguing and opened his mouth and took the thermometer under his tongue as ordered.

While Roy was determining if Stanley had a fever, Johnny put some more ointment and a fresh bandage on the burn. He noticed that the blistering was almost gone and the redness had subsided but said nothing to the others.

Desoto took the thermometer out and held it up. “You have a fever, Cap. As a matter of fact, it’s quite high.”

Stanley was about to argue that he didn’t feel like he had a fever when Desoto cut him off. “Cap, your wife and kids are out of town right?”

“Yes they are. What’s your point?”

“I don’t think you should be alone tonight. If your fever gets any higher you may become delirious and there would be no one there to take care of you.”

Gage took that statement as his cue to step in. “You know, Roy, you’re absolutely right. Cap, I think I better stay with you tonight, just in case.”

Stanley looked from one Paramedic to the other and finally realized what they were up to. With an acknowledged nod, he cleared his throat and replied. “Okay, I can see when I’m being outranked. Johnny, Roy, I appreciate your concern and Johnny, I accept your offer to stay at my house tonight.”

Gage looked up at the clock. “Okay, Cap, I tell you what. When B-Shift gets here, I’ll run home and grab some stuff; you know, like PJ’s and toothbrush, then I’ll go straight to your house.”

Kelly unknowingly became a participant in Roy’s well laid-out plan, piped in and said. “Hey, Roy, if the Cap has that much of a fever, should he be driving? As a matte of fact, if we get a run in the next thirty minutes, will he be fit to go?”

“Good point, Chet.” Roy smiled as he turned to Stoker. “Mike, you better call dispatch and tell them we’re not available. Tell them the Cap is sick.” Then turning to Stanley, he continued. “Cap, you better leave your car here and let Johnny take you in his truck.”

“That’s fine with me. Is that okay with you, Gage?” Stanley asked

“Yeah, that makes perfect sense,” Gage stated as he patted Stanley on the back.

************

Johnny couldn’t help the nervousness that was surging through his body. The nervous feelings however, were mixed with anticipation and excitement. He was finally going to be have the intimate night with the Captain that he had been fantasying about for so long. It had been a few weeks since they were trapped in that gravel pit and confessed their true feelings for one anther. Since then, all they were able to share were a few intimate touches and one or two kisses in the dorm when no one was around. Although Johnny could hardly wait to have Hank all to himself, he was also worried that once alone things wouldn’t work out exactly like he had dreamed.

Stanley led the way into his home and offered Gage a beer. He too was nervous. He said a silent prayer that he could live up to the expectations that he knew Gage had of him as both a partner and a lover.

Gage put the bottle on the table and walked over to Stanley. He reached out his left hand and brushed the hair off of Stanley’s forehead, then cupped his face with both hands, pulling him in for a long passionate kiss. “Oh, Cap,” Johnny moaned. “You are so hot!”

Stanley chuckled as he returned the kiss. “Listen, Johnny, when we’re alone you can drop the title. Please call me Hank.”

“I don’t know. I like calling you ‘Cap’ and besides, I’m afraid if I get too familiar I’ll slip and call you Hank at the station.”

“We can handle that if you do slip. Make a joke of it or whatever, but I really would prefer if you’d call me Hank when we’re alone.”

“Okay, Cap. I mean Hank. I’ll try.”

Stanley took Gage by the hand and gave him a tour of the house, ending up in the master bedroom. When they got to the door, Stanley picked the young man up into his arms and carried him across the threshold and to the bed. He started to lay him down when Gage began to protest

“Uh Hank, listen. This may be silly, but I’ve always had a fantasy of where our first time would be.”

“Oh really, kiddo; do you wish to share it with me?”

“Well…uh……we’re alone in the station; I don’t know where all the other guys are but that’s not important. We’ve just come back from a fire and I’m covered with dirt and soot, so I jump into the shower. You come in behind me and… well, you know….” Gage felt his face go fire engine red as he discussing his erotic dream with his soon-to-be lover.

“So you’re telling me you want our first time to be in the shower?” Stanley asked.

Gage just nods and lets out a whoop as Stanley spins him around and carries into the huge master bath. He places Gage on the floor and turns on the water. When the temperature is just right, he begins to strip first Gage then himself. “Okay, kiddo, you get in first and begin to wash up,” Stanley commanded. “I’ll join you in a minute.”

As Gage slipped under the steaming water, Stanley went to retrieve a couple of bath towels and placed them on the sink by the tub. He then opened the shower door and slipped in next to the young fireman.

Feeling Stanley behind him, Gage turned and wrapped his arms around Stanley’s waist to draw him as close to his body as humanly possible.

Stanley felt Gage’s erection pressing against his own and slipped his hand down to give him a tiny squeeze. Gage let out a groan of anticipation as his lover reaches out and runs a finger down his face before surrendering to his kiss. Both men were on fire, passion driving them to ground their erections together with heated desire.

Stanley, realizing they were moving to quickly, pulled away and reached for the soap and facecloth. He ran the soapy cloth all over Gage’s body with gentle loving care, then pulled the shower nozzle down to rinse off the soap. After replacing the nozzle, Stanley knelt on the shower stall floor and said in a breathless tone, “I have a special way of washing this particular part of your body, kiddo.” Stanley slipped the hard organ into his mouth and heard Gage groan with pleasure as he allowed his body to lean against the shower wall.

Gage felt his legs go weak as he felt the hot mouth and lips wrapping around his penis, sucking him with such skill it made him moan in ecstasy. He reached down and put his hands in the wet, thick hair of his lover and gave in to the erotic desires that Stanley was causing.

Stanley took Gage’s penis deep down his throat and kept up the sucking pressure until he felt Gage explode. When he swallowed all Gage had to offer, he stood back up and took Gage into his arms. “How was that, Johnny? Did you enjoy it?”

With tears shining in his eyes Gage gave Stanley another passionate kiss. “Oh Hank, that was the most wonderful blow job I have ever received. You’re sensational.”

“I’m pleased that you receive such pleasure from my efforts. Now, baby, if you’re ready, I think it’s time I get a little pleasure of my own.”

“Oh Hank, I’ve never been more ready for anything in my whole life. What do you want me to do?”

Stanley grabbed the soap once again and with the help of the facecloth began to produce a foamy lather. He wrapped the lather around a finger and told Gage to turn around and place his hands on the wall for support. He then spread Gage’s rear cheeks and began to prepare him for entry. He inserted one finger and spread the suds around. Then after adding more soap, he inserted a second finger and a third until he knew Gage was well stretched and prepared. He lathered up again and placed the soapy substance on his erection.

“Okay, kiddo, I’m about to begin the penetration. I’m going to go as slowly as my passions will allow. Do not be afraid or ashamed to let me know if it hurts and that you want me to stop. The last thing I want is for your first time to be too painful.”

“I promise, Hank. Now get on with it, because I can’t wait to feel you inside me.”

Stanley gently pushed passed Gage’s sphincter. Gage let out a small gasp and a moan. Stanley stopped to allow Gage to adjust to his size.

To Gage, the feeling was electrifying; to feel a man, especially this man inside him for the first time was an even more powerful experience than he had hoped for. “Oh Hank, it’s okay. Push it in, please. All the way, I need you inside me,” Gage panted out.

Stanley did what was commanded of him. He pulled out almost completely then thrust in hard and deep. In and out until he knew he was at his desires limit. “Okay, Johnny, prepare yourself for the next thrill. I’m ready to cum.”

Gage took one hand off the wall and began to pump himself off to meet Stanley’s orgasm. He didn’t have to wait long. A couple of more quick thrusts and he felt hot semen pouring into his bowels. What a wonderful feeling. He let out a loud moan as his own climax came. Gage clutched his ass muscles trying to keep Stanley inside him for as long as possible. Finally feeling overwhelmed with ecstasy and fatigue, he relaxed and let Stanley slip out.

Stanley turned the young paramedic around and once again claimed his lips for a searing kiss. Pulling apart, the men stared into each others’ eyes for a few moments as huge smiles grew on their faces.

“Are you all right, Johnny? I didn’t hurt you bad, did I?”

“If that’s an example of the type of pain you put upon me, I hope you inflict that pain again and again,” Gage giggled.

“Come on, kiddo, the water is almost freezing. Let’s get out of here, wipe each other off and go cuddle in bed,” Stanley suggested.

Gage didn’t have to be asked twice. He climbed out after Stanley, grabbed the towel Stanley handed him then followed his lover into the bedroom and into the huge king size bed.

After the two men had lain in each others’ arms, captured by the afterglow of making love, they went into the kitchen to fix sandwiches and milk, bringing the meal back into the bedroom. After consuming their sandwiches, Stanley felt it was time to discuss the beginning of their disciplinary relationship and what rules were to be set down.

“Okay, Johnny, the number one rule I insist on is that you talk to me if something is upsetting you. If you have a very disturbing rescue or if anyone or anything upsets you, I want you to discuss it over with me. If I find you are keeping things from me and you begin to act up, I will take it upon myself to lay the law down, agreed?”

“By laying the law down, do you mean a spanking?”

“Yes,” Stanley replied

“I agree on one condition.”

“And what’s that, kiddo?”

“That the same goes for you.”

“What?” Stanley asked, confusion and unbelieving that his Brat would demand such a thing.

“You know how upset you get, Hank, when Chief McConikee threatens an inspection or if you feel that you feel you didn’t have full control of the fire call and someone is hurt or killed. You take things very personal and become very agitated and difficult to work with.”

“So what are you saying; is you will spank me if I get like that?”

“No, not me. Roy. I want you to give Roy permission to take you in hand if you get out of hand. If you agree to my terms, I will agree with yours.”

Stanley was very quiet for a few minutes and Gage was afraid he had blown the whole relationship when Stanley pulled him into his arms and stated. “You’re right, Johnny, I do sometimes get carried away and although I know I’m snapping at you guys, I can’t seem to help myself. If I expect good behaviour from you, you in turn should expect good behaviour from me, so I agree to your terms if Roy will agree to be my Top, sort to speak.”

“I know he will because I already discussed it with him and he told me there was many a time he would have loved to take you over his knee but felt it wasn’t his place to do so.”

“The only stipulation I want in all this, Johnny, is that the discipline will not take place at the station.”

“I agree, and neither will mine, right?”

“Right you are, kiddo.”

“Great: now what about the other rules?”

“Well, why don’t you write down what you think the rules should be and I’ll do the same; in a few days we’ll compare notes, agreed?”

“Agreed,” Gage stated as he gave Stanley a kiss. “Uh Cap, I mean Hank, how’s your arm?”

“My arm? I almost forgot about my arm. It’s fine but to ensure we can be together a few days longer, I’ll pretend it’s still a little painful.”

“Well if you’re not in pain, do you want to…you know, do ya?”

“Not tonight, Johnny. Although you say I didn’t hurt you, I still think you may be a little sore, so let’s just cuddle and watch TV until it’s time to fall asleep.”

Gage was about to argue but he knew in order to be a good houseguest, one didn’t argue with one’s host. So he just cuddled up close and closed his eyes. His mind and body was filled with peace, love and contentment. What a beautiful life he was about to have.

The End