An Unexpected Turn

Forgiveness

I opened my eyes and heard a car in the driveway and realized Ian must be returning. Looking down, I noticed the cum-soaked briefs laying at the base of my cock. ‘Fuck!’, I thought in panic! I quickly jumped off my bed and threw a pair of boxer briefs and shorts on. Grabbing Ian’s briefs, I moved to quickly get them into the laundry. Unfortunately, that was at the other end of the house and I barely reached the bathroom when I heard the door opening. I decided on a different option and opened the bathroom door and tossed the briefs toward the corner where I’d found them and then pulled the door back closed. “I’m back”, I heard Ian say behind me and turned to see him giving me a curious look. “I was just about to look and see if the bathroom needed cleaning. I had a nap and was bored and was looking for something to do”, I lied. Ian’s eyes went wide as he said, “That’s my mess in there. I’ll clean that bathroom as long as I’m here”. “But you’re a guest. You shouldn’t…”, I began. “I’m not a guest. I’m here to look after you and you should be relaxing and recuperating, not cleaning bathrooms”, Ian insisted. He swallowed it hook, line and sinker. Time to grudgingly relent, “Ok. I guess you’re right. I’ll let you take care of the bathroom, but I’m not going to be just laying around for the next week”. I removed my hand from the doorknob and the look of panic faded from Ian’s face as he said, “Ok. I can understand that, just don’t push yourself”. I grinned and replied, “Yes dad”. He broke into a wide grin. I then asked, “Have a good workout”? Ian turned a bit red, then said, “Yeah it was”. “Well, I don’t know about you, but it’s lunchtime and I’m hungry. Want a sandwich”, I asked Ian? “Yeah, but why don’t you let me make them”, Ian responded? I laughed and said, “I don’t think making a couple sandwich’s will be pushing it. I’ll make them. Ham, turkey or both”? “Both. Mayo, tomato, and lettuce if you have it. I guess I’ll clean up the bathroom while you make lunch”, Ian said. “Yep, you got it”, I said and then left for the kitchen. 

Ian walked into the bathroom, closing the door behind him. He saw his briefs on the floor where he’d left them. He cleaned up in the bathroom and then decided he’d mop it later, after lunch. He picked up his briefs off the floor and noticed that they were heavy and a lot more damp than he’d thought they’d be after that many hours had passed. He figured that the humidity in the bathroom may be the issue. He brought them up to his nose and inhaled the musky aroma of what he thought was only his own cum. His cock throbbed in his shorts as the musky smell aroused him. He went into his room (the guest room) and gathered up some other dirty clothing and then went to find Steve in the kitchen. As Ian arrived in the kitchen, he noticed that Steve was done making the sandwiches and was setting some chips and pickles out on the breakfast counter as well. “Mind if I throw this in the washer”, Ian asked? “Of course not. Come eat when you’re done”, I responded. “Have anything you want washed”, Ian asked? “Sure. There’s some clothes in the hamper next to the washing machine you can throw in”, I said. After we ate, we went out to the deck to relax. An hour later, Ian said, “I’m starting to sweat out here. Mind if I get in the pool”? “Ian, while you’re staying here, you don’t need to ask to use any of the facilities, whether that’s the washing machine, dryer, kitchen or the pool”, I told him. “Thanks, I appreciate it, but I wasn’t going to go inside to change”, Ian replied grinning. “Be my guest”, I said grinning. Ian went into the pool house and emerged with a towel. He spread it on the lounge chair he’d been sitting on and then began stripping off his clothes with his back to me. As he pulled his red and grey Jockey briefs down, exposing those hard muscular orbs, my cock turned to steel. As I watched those globes dance as he walked to the edge of the pool, I remembered how it felt to slide my cock in that deep crevice between them and how it felt to bounce my pelvis off them as I had fucked him. “Hey!”, I yelled as I was brought out of my daydream by the sound of a splash and felt water raining down on me, “You little fucker” I said grinning as he came back to the surface! As he wiped the water from his eyes, he gave me that mischievous grin and twinkle in his eyes. I pulled off my t-shirt and draped it over the back of my lounge chair. I had already taken off my sandals. Figuring I was just hanging my shirt to dry, Ian began swimming toward the center of the pool. He didn’t notice me dropping my shorts and then stepping out of my blue Andrew Christian boxer briefs. Just as he began a backstroke in my direction, a large splash occurred next to him and washed over his head. As I came to the surface, Ian had a shocked look on his face. “Two can play that game”, I said grinning. Ian giggled and said, “I never saw that coming”. That damn laugh! I turned and began swimming away from him so he wouldn’t see my hardening cock. Ian stared in shock as I swam away. It hadn’t dawned on him that I was naked until he watched me swim away from him. When I got to the other end of the pool and turned, his hands were concealing his own raging hardon. I grinned. We swam for a bit and began dunking each other once the tension eased. On one occasion, as I got behind him to dunk him, my cock wedged against the deep crack between his hard globes. We both froze for a second or two before I pushed him under. We stayed apart after that before exiting the pool. We both had to lose our stiffness before climbing out. Ian stood watching me as I walked to the pool house to retrieve a towel. When I emerged, Ian had his towel wrapped around his waist with his hands in his lap. I dried off and wrapped my towel around my waist as well and then laid back in my lounge chair drying off and soaking in the sun’s rays. After dinner, we played a few games of pool. I loved watching that butt as he bent over the table to take a shot. I had to let him win one game, so he didn’t get completely frustrated. 

The following day was pretty busy. We both had appointments. Ian got the last of his stitches removed from his head and Dr. Green was very impressed with my progress and gave me a clean bill of health, although he requested Ian stay with me the rest of the week as planned ‘just in case’. We had lobster and steak at a restaurant in town to celebrate and then had some drinks while sitting out on the patio in front of the outdoor fireplace. It felt so natural and I once again imagined us ending the night by going back inside and climbing into OUR bed together. 

Wednesday arrived. After breakfast, Ian left for the gym even though he had been using some of my equipment downstairs. He said he had paid for it, so he was going to use it; besides, they had a sauna, and I didn’t. I decided to grab some filets and baking potatoes for the grill for dinner since Chad was going to be coming over. I still had mixed feelings about that, but I wasn’t going to get in the way of Ian’s happiness even if it cost me my own. After Ian returned, we ate lunch and then as I prepped the steaks and potatoes, Ian cleaned up around the house. 

Chad arrived around Four, “Way lit crib dude. Must have cost a ransom”. “Not near as much as it’s worth. Got it in foreclosure pretty cheap”, I replied, then asked, “How do you like your filet”? Chad looked at Ian and then to me, “Ian said we were having steaks”. Ian and I both broke out in laughter. God, I loved hearing that laugh. Chad looked at us like we were crazy. Ian finally said, “Filet mignon silly”. “Oh”, Chad said turning red, “I’ve never had that before. When I heard filet, I thought of fish. Filet mignon is too expensive for me to spend my small paycheck on”. I smiled and said, “Then I’ll be happy to introduce you to it. How do you normally like your steak”? “Usually pink in the middle, but not bloody”, Chad replied. “Medium it is”, I said, then said to Ian, “Ian, why don’t you show Chad around”? Ian grinned, “I’d love to. Chad, you’re going to love this place”. Ian and Chad then headed on a tour of the place as I headed out to the grill. When Ian and Chad came out to the patio, I heard Chad say, “…and a huge pool to top it off. Steve, can we trade? I have a small apartment in town”. I smiled and said, “Sounds like a good deal to me”. Ian broke in, “Yeah? If that’s a good deal, I have some land for sale just off the coast of Florida for you as well”. I chuckled and said, “I’ll call my lawyer to get the paperwork started in the morning. Ian, could you bring out the salad and dressing”? 

Just as we had finished desert and were relaxing while we digested our food and Ian and Chad were trying to talk me into taking a dip in the pool with them, I received a call. It was Carl. He wanted to stop over and introduce me to someone. He didn’t elaborate, but I was sure it was important. When I got off the phone, I explained that I would not be joining them in the pool, at least not right away. I also told Ian that they would need to wear swimming suits as we would be getting company. The three of us went inside, Ian and Chad to change into their swimming suits and me to await Carl and his surprise guest. 

A half hour later, the doorbell rang. I opened the door to find Carl with a woman. She looked to be in her thirties possibly. “Please, come in”, I said. I put my hand out to Carl, but instead of shaking my hand, he pulled me into a hug, “You look like you’re healing pretty well”. I hugged him back and said, “Yeah, I’m good to go according to Dr. Green”, I replied, then stepped back. Carl then glanced at the woman and then back to me, “Steve, this is Catherine. David was her husband”. The look in Catherine’s eyes at that moment caught me off guard. It looked like she was expecting me to lash out at her. It was fear. “It’s nice to meet you Catherine. I’m sorry for your loss”, a tear formed in her left eye as she replied, “Thank you so much”. I’m not sure if it was proper, but I pulled her into a hug. As I glanced up from her shoulder, I saw Carl smiling with a tear in his own eye. As I broke the embrace, I said, “Why don’t we go into the living room and sit down. Can I get you drinks”? “Got any bourbon”, Carl asked grinning? I replied, “I have almost anything. Yes, I have bourbon. Catherine”? She smiled slightly and asked, “Could I have a glass of wine please”? “Anything in particular”, I asked? “Riesling if you have any”, Catherine said. “Bourbon and ginger ale”, Carl asked? “Glass of Riesling and a bourbon and ginger ale it is”, I said as I left to get the drinks. When I returned, I handed them their drinks and then sat down in my recliner, curious as to why Carl was here and with David’s widow. Almost immediately Catherine looked to me and asked, “Is it true what Carl told me”? “What do you mean? Is what true”, I asked? Carl quickly said, “I told her what you told me about seeing David and my grandfather and what my grandfather said to David”. The memory of that was crystal clear, “Yes Catherine, it is true that I saw David and Bruce immediately after the accident. I’m not sure how it was possible, since they were both killed on impact”, Catherine suddenly broke down into sobs and tears were running down her cheeks. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you”, I said, feeling like an ass. She continued sobbing, but looked to me and said, “No. It’s ok. I want to hear this. Please tell me about what was said”. I saw that she was sincere, so I continued, “Well, it all happened so quickly. I was suddenly standing there in the road. Bruce was walking toward me in one direction and David from another. David was crying and saying how sorry he was for causing the accident. I didn’t know what to say, but Bruce stepped up to David and told him that it was ok. That he forgave him for his mistake. In that moment I realized that’s what it was, a mistake. I didn’t say anything to David, but I nodded at him and he thanked us both. Bruce then turned to me and told me some things to tell his grandson, Carl. After that, Bruce told me to get out of there, that I didn’t belong there. That’s when I looked over and saw myself still in the car. That’s the last thing I remember before waking up in the hospital”, I concluded. Tears were still running down Catherine’s cheeks. I retrieved a box of tissues and as I offered them to her, she took them, but instead of pulling one out to use, she set them down, got up from the sofa and pulled me into a tight hug, “Thank you so much for telling me that and thank you for what you did to try to help David. He was trying to get back to pick up our daughter, Cindy, from school. He was late the day before and she had been upset with him. His mistake cost both he and Bruce’s lives, but it may have cost many more if not for you”. I had now teared up, “I did what I thought was needed. Everyone makes mistakes and when someone else can help them minimize the consequences, that’s what they should do. I didn’t know David, but he made a mistake while trying to be a good father. That tells me a lot about him”. Catherine and I sat back down and now tissues were being used by all three of us. Carl then looked to me and said, “Steve, there’s one more thing I need to tell you”. I looked to him questioningly and he continued, “The celebration of life on Saturday will be for both my grandfather and for David. I’ve invited Catherine and David’s family as well as my own. My family said they knew my grandfather would approve”. I smiled and nodded, “I’m sure he would Carl and I’m proud of you for doing so”. I noticed that Carl had finished his drink and asked, “Want another”? Carl responded, “Just ginger ale. I’m driving and we should be going soon”. “Will your passenger be there on Saturday”, Catherine asked? “Ian”, Carl clarified. “Yes, he’ll be there. He’s here now if you want to say hello”, I said. Catherine and Carl followed me into the kitchen where I poured him some more ginger ale and then we stepped out on the patio. Ian and Chad were sitting in lounge chairs drying off. “Hey Carl”, Ian greeted. “How are you doing Ian”, Carl inquired? “I’m doing good except for my memory”, Ian replied. Carl smiled, “Still got that amnesia thing going on eh? Got a minute? I’d like to introduce you to someone”. “Sure”, Ian said, then got up and walked with Carl over to where Catherine was standing. “Ian, this is Catherine, David’s widow”, Carl said. Ian’s eyes got big, “You mean David, the guy who caused the accident? Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to say it that way”, Ian caught himself too late. “It’s ok”, Catherine said, “I’m sorry you were hurt, and that David’s mistake caused it. I’m so glad that you seem ok now. I understand though that it takes time to heal both physically and mentally. I hope you can accept my apology on behalf of David for putting you through it all”. Ian just stared at her for a few seconds, then replied, “Your apology is accepted, but not necessary. From what Steve told us, Carl’s grandfather, Bruce, said it for all of us. We all forgave David on that day using Bruce’s voice. People make mistakes. David never intended for it to happen and with Steve’s quick thinking and Carl’s selfless intervention, only he and Bruce lost their lives. I’m sorry for your loss though”. “Thank you so much. That means a lot to me”, then looking to Carl, said, “I’m so glad you brought me over here Carl. Steve and Ian here are wonderful people. I was concerned about bringing my children on Saturday, but I’m now certain I would like them to meet these two as well as your family”. Carl noticed the surprised look on Ian’s face and said, “After talking to my family, I decided to make it a celebration of both my grandfather and David’s life”. Ian’s eyes lit up, “That’s awesome Carl. I think your grandfather is smiling down at you right now”. Carl smiled as a tear ran down his cheek, “I think it would be what he wanted Ian. Thanks. Well, we need to get going. We’ll see you on Saturday Ian”. Carl and Catherine then went in with Steve to grab their things and leave. 

Ian walked back over to Chad and sat back in his lounge chair. “That’s one hot MILF that Carl dude was with. He likes ‘em older huh”, Chad said, then, “OW”! Ian punched Chad in the arm, “You moron. That wasn’t Carl’s date. She’s the widow of the guy who caused the accident”! “Oh, fuck! What was she doing with Carl? Trying to get out of a lawsuit”, Chad asked? Ian looked at Chad and shook his head. “What? People do that. I wouldn’t be surprised if that’s why she was here and I wouldn’t blame either of you if you decided to sue her”, Chad explained. “You’re such a cynic Chad. As far as I know, there’s no lawsuit. Carl brought her over to meet us and to tell us that the celebration of life he’s having is going to be for his grandfather and for her husband David, and I like the idea”, Ian said. Chad’s jaw dropped and he looked at Ian as if he was some alien creature. Finally, a grin crossed his lips, “I think Steve’s rubbing off on you dude and I think Steve and Carl both are hiding halos somewhere on them”. Ian smiled and said, “I’ll take that as a complement Chad”. “It was meant to be a complement. You guys inspire me but make me feel like a terrible person at the same time. I still think Carl and the MILF would make a cute couple though”, Chad said with a sly grin. Ian laughed and said, “Yeah, maybe, if Carl wasn’t gay”. “No shit! Carl’s gay”, Chad asked with a smile? “Yeah. It came out when Steve woke from his coma and told us about talking to Bruce after the accident”, Ian explained. Chad acted like he just got a chill and said, “Yeah, that still freaks me out thinking about Steve talking with dead people. Carl’s gay huh? He is pretty hot. Maybe we can get a threesome going. What do you think”? Ian laughed, “You fuckin’ horn dog! I never thought about it, but you are right. Carl is a hottie. I don’t think right now is the best time to approach him about a threesome though dude”. “Given any thought to a threesome with Steve? I’d definitely be down with that”, Chad said with a grin and lust in his eyes. Ian suddenly had a strange feeling in the pit of his stomach. The thought of sex with Steve had his cock twitching. He recalled his dream. Just then, Steve walked out to join them. 

As I walked out to Ian and Chad, I noticed a strange look from Chad. I asked Ian, “So, what do you think of Carl inviting Catherine and her family to the celebration”? Ian grinned at me, “I’m told you’re rubbing off on me because I like the idea. I kind of feel bad for Catherine though”. I agreed, “Yeah, I know what you mean. She lost her husband because he was running late and didn’t want to disappoint his daughter two days in a row. It’s a real tragedy. I hope they’re going to be ok. I hope he had life insurance at least”. Chad couldn’t help himself. He knew he had to lighten up the mood, “For just $9.95 a month and no questions asked, you too can have a full life insurance policy. Only $9 and $.95 a month” Steve and Ian looked at each other and mentally agreed on their next move. They grabbed Chad and picked him up, carried him over to the side of the pool, “Wait! Wait! I was just joking! You were getting too serious! No!” and threw him in the deep end. As Chad resurfaced, catching his breath, and looking up at us, wide-eyed, Ian and I were both grinning at him. Chad then grinned and said, “See? It worked. You’re both smiling”. Even though I wasn’t wearing a suit, I looked over at Ian and he nodded and then we both did a cannonball on either side of Chad sending waves of water washing over him. As we were surfacing, Ian and I made eye contact again and we each grabbed one of Chad’s legs and pulled him under. Chad surfaced, gasping for air to find Ian and I laughing. We horsed around for a while longer and eventually climbed back out of the pool. My clothes were soaked, so I pulled off my t-shirt and then let my shorts drop around my ankles. I could feel eyes on me as I bent over and picked up my wet clothes and hung them over the back of an unoccupied chair. I then went into the pool house and grabbed a towel and placed it over an open lounge chair and then sat down. As I glanced over toward Ian and Chad, they both quickly covered their crotches. “I hope you had a good time this afternoon Chad”, I said to him. Chad beamed, “A good time? It was so lit! The pool, the food and of course, the company. I really had a good time today. Thank you so much Steve for inviting me”. I smiled and replied, “It was my pleasure. It was good to get to know you better. You’re welcome any time”, and I actually meant it. Putting jealousy aside, I found Chad was a pretty decent person and fun to be around. We hung out for a while before Chad had to leave. He had to go to work in the morning. After Chad left, I started a fire in the outdoor fireplace while Ian went in and made us a drink. We hung out by the fire and talked about Saturday’s get-together at Carl’s. After a few drinks, we headed to bed, unfortunately in separate rooms. 

After falling asleep, Ian once again began dreaming about he and Chad, in a sixty-nine position, slurping on each other’s cocks. Soon a wet finger was toying with his tight hole making swirling motions on it, teasing it. Ian moaned and his anus began twitching in reaction. He felt his cock eject a large amount of precum as the finger pushed into him. “MMmmm”, Ian moaned. He began working faster on Chad’s cock and playing with Chad’s own tight hot hole. Chad groaned in response and added a second finger to Ian’s tight hole, stretching him. They battled over who could ready their partner the soonest, but eventually, Ian won out (or was it Chad), as Ian pulled off Chad’s cock and out of his hole and said, “What position do you want to take my cock”? Chad grinned and his cock twitched at the thought of Ian fucking him, “Take me from behind. I like when you’re slapping into my butt cheeks when your cock is massaging my button”. Chad quickly climbed on to his hands and knees in front of Ian. Ian rubbed his saliva and precum covered cock up and down the crevice of Chad’s butt. Chad inhaled deeply on each pass. Ian then pulled back and began rubbing just the head of his cock in that crevice, each time teasing at Chad’s rosebud for a bit before moving upward. Chad began to push back each time Ian’s cockhead teased his rosebud, anxious for Ian to enter him, finally begging, “Ian, please, just fuck me”! Ian then slowly penetrated the tight hot entrance, stopping once the head of his cock was inside. Chad wanted more and pushed back, taking more of Ian inside him. “Fuck yeah! Take my cock”, Ian said and then slowly pushed in until his pubic bush was pressed tightly against Chad’s butt. “Fuuuck. Yes, that’s it. Fuck me Ian”, Chad encouraged. Ian began slowly at first, but gradually increased the speed of his thrusts. He began changing up from full long strokes to just pulling out a few inches before plunging back in taking short stabs. “Oh, fuck Ian. Yeah, fuck me. Harder! Fuck! Yeah! Slam my ass”, Chad was begging! Ian was drilling into Chad and getting closer. “Oh, fuck Ian! I’m cumming”, Chad suddenly yelled! Ian felt Chad’s sphincter spasming on his cock as his untouched cock shot out volley after volley of his cum. “Oh fuck! Ian yelled out as his own cum surged up and blasted deeply inside Chad’s fuck tunnel, coating his insides. The thought crossed Ian that he hadn’t worn a condom, but the thought quickly passed as Chad lifted upright and turned his head to kiss Ian. As they broke the kiss, the lips he’d just been kissing mouthed the words, “I love you Ian”. Ian suddenly realized the face looking back at him was Steve’s. Ian shot up from bed and pulling the covers back, realized he had deposited another load of cum into his briefs. “Fuck! Again?”, Ian thought to himself. 

End of Chapter 10