An Unexpected Turn

Going Home?

I awoke just before my alarm was going to go off on my phone. Ian and Ryan were cuddled up to me almost like yesterday morning. ‘I could get used to this’, I thought to myself. Then I realized I wasn’t the first one awake this time. I felt a finger making circles around my right nipple. I squeezed Ryan’s arm and he looked up at me smiling. “Want to grab a cup of coffee”, I asked him? “Sure”, he responded and then rolled off the bed carefully as to not wake Ian. I had a much more difficult job extricating myself from Ian. I had to hold his head and move from under him and then place a pillow where my chest had been. I hoped the pillow would do a better job absorbing the small puddle of drool he’d left on my chest. His left leg was also draped over me and I moved very slowly hoping not to disturb him. If not for Ryan having to get ready for work, I could have laid there and just watched Ian sleep. It filled my heart with warmth.

 “Let him sleep. We’ll grab some coffee from the lobby downstairs.”, I suggested. We went down and grabbed a cup of coffee and a couple donuts and came back up to the room and stepped out onto the balcony. As we sipped our coffee and munched on our donuts, Ryan said to me, “So I’ve only known you guys for a few days and I know just yesterday morning you were telling me you two were just coworkers and friends with benefits, but you two seemed different yesterday. The way you looked at each other seemed different”. “You noticed it? I didn’t realize we were that obvious. We had a talk on our way to the site yesterday. I think we’re going to try to take it to another level. We both want it, but it’s complicated. We don’t want to fuck it up. We work together. It could all go so wrong and it concerns me”, I admitted. “Yeah, I guess it is a tough situation, one I wouldn’t want to be in. I think the way you two look at each other though, you can make it work”, Ryan said, seeming almost hopeful. I teared up a little, “I really hope so. The first time I met him I saw this really cute kid that caught my eye and then when he was walking away with those two bowling balls bouncing up and down in the back of his tight jeans, I sprung a woody immediately”. Ryan laughed, “Bowling balls. That’s a pretty good description”. I grinned, “Now though, since I’ve got to know him, those aren’t the things I’m most attracted to. It’s his mischievousness and humor. It’s the twinkle in his eyes. It’s….what”? I stopped as Ryan was grinning as if he caught me in an ‘aha!’ moment. Ryan continued grinning widely, “Ok, so I’m just a kid, but to me that sounds like you’re really falling for him. You’re falling in love dude”. I was at a loss for words. What Ryan was saying was true. I was falling for Ian. A smile came across my face as I realized the truth of what Ryan was saying, “Yeah, I guess I am. I only hope..”. “Steve, Ian is just as deep into it as you are. I see the way he looks at you. Sometimes when your doing things or talking about something and not looking at him, he watches you and has this look in his eyes. He adores you Steve”, Ryan said. It made me feel really good to hear that, but asked, “What makes you such an expert at love”? Ryan shrugged his shoulders and said, “I don’t know. It’s just what I’ve seen being around you two the last few days. I’ve been picking up on little things. The change in how you’ve been looking at each other. If it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck…”. I laughed and said, “So, you’re calling us a couple of quacks now”? “Who are you calling a quack”? We both turned to see Ian standing in the doorway in a pair of boxers. I laughed and looked to Ryan to see his response. “Morning Ian. Umm, want a cup of coffee. I’ll run down since you’re not dressed”, Ryan stammered out. “Sure. Cream and two sugars, please”, Ian said. Ryan passed Ian in the doorway and headed down to the lobby.

Ian walked out onto the balcony in just his boxers making me grin. Ian grinned and asked, “So we’re a couple of quacks”? “Just innocent me twisting something Ryan said”, I responded with a grin. Ian approached me and started twirling his fingertip around my left nipple and said with a grin, “No one could accuse you of twisting someone’s words”. I looked at him with the straightest expression I could muster at that moment and replied, “Of course not. You know you shouldn’t be doing this out here. Someone might see us and report two guys with obscenely stiff boners out on a balcony, or is that your plan”? Ian just responded with, “Maybe”. “Sorry for the interruption, but here’s your coffee Ian”, Ryan said stepping out on the balcony. I said, “That’s ok Ryan. You probably saved the both of us from a very embarrassing moment”. “Too bad. Maybe I should have stayed hidden and watched the embarrassing moment”, Ryan said with a smile. Ian grinned widely and said, “I like your thinking”. The three of us then sat down and finished our coffee with small talk about what Ryan does at the site and our trip back home. I agreed to send Ryan a text when we got back home. At first, I balked and said that at his age he shouldn’t be acting like a doting parent. His reply, “How about a concerned friend?”, caught me off guard and I relented.

As Ryan headed out for work, I closed the door and turned to Ian. He was standing there grinning at me and then began circling his index finger around my left nipple again. I grabbed his hand and brought it to my lips and kissed the finger and then pulled him into me and kissed him on the lips. He parted his lips and we engaged in dueling tongues for several minutes before he dropped to his knees and yanked my shorts and boxer briefs down around my ankles. I looked down to see him mischievously grinning back. I smiled at my little devil and then took in a sharp breath as he took my hard shaft into his mouth. He slurped on my cock for a while and then took my balls in his mouth one by one, sucking and slobbering on them. After a few minutes of that, I made him stop and pulled him to his feet. It was my turn, and I gave him a quick kiss and then dropped to my knees, pulling his boxers down as I did. His rigid cock was sticking straight up against his hard abdomen, so I reached out, grabbed it and pulled it back, then let it smack back against his abdomen. I did this a few times, teasing him before I pulled it down and took it into my mouth. I sucked him for a while, then pulled his balls into my mouth, licking and sucking on them, pulling them down and then allowing them to pop out of my mouth. After a few minutes, Ian said, “Fuck me Steve”. I looked up at him and nodded, then I wet my fingers and took his cock back in my mouth. I reached back between his spread legs and started rubbing my wet fingers in his deep crack, my left hand held his hard, muscular right cheek. I rubbed his pucker with my middle finger for a bit before inserting it to the first knuckle. I wiggled it around, stretching his tight sphincter before plunging it in fully. He inhaled sharply and my mouth was rewarded with a sudden rush of sweet and slightly salty precum. I worked my finger in and out and then added a second. His breathing grew heavier and before I was able to add a third finger, he grabbed my head and pulled his cock from my mouth, “If you keep that up, I’m going to cum too soon. I want your cock in me Steve, no condom”. I grinned up at him and nodded my head, then got up. He climbed on the bed on his hands and knees and arched his back slightly, offering me his beautiful backside. I stepped behind him and began rubbing my shaft in his warm, moist, and deep crack. “Oh my god. I love your ass”, I said euphorically. “Stick it in me Steve. I want it so bad”, Ian said, looking back at me. I stepped back and reached for the bag on the table. “Just the lube Steve. No condom”, Ian cautioned. I grabbed the lube and squeezed some onto my cock and worked it around and then applied some to Ian’s entrance. After wiping the excess off on a towel, I position the head of my cock to his hot, tight hole to penetrate him skin on skin for the second time. My cock twitched in anticipation. I pushed, and the head penetrated past his tight ring.  Ian took a deep breath and I pushed deeper. “Yeah, push it in me Steve. I want you in me. I love your big cock in my ass”. “My cock loves it in your tight hot hole and I can’t wait to be pressed up against those firm bubble buns”, and soon I was pressed tightly against him. I remained there for a while, relishing the feeling of those firm muscles against my crotch. I looked down at the beautiful sight in front of me with my pubic bush pressed tightly between those melons. I could feel him pressing back, trying to get more of me in him, then I began stroking outward and then back up against those firm buns, slowly increasing the pace. He began thrusting back as I thrust forward making a sharp slapping echo across the room. “Uhh, Huuhh, Fuck!, Yeah! Fuck my ass!”, Ian was grunting. “Fuck yeah. Your ass feels so good Ian. I could fuck you all day long if I could”, I said as my chest was heaving as we were slamming in and out at a feverish pace. “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I’m getting ready to cum!”, Ian suddenly yelled! I quickly pulled out surprising Ian, grabbed his legs and quickly spun him on his back. I then dropped down and took his throbbing cock into my mouth and almost immediately was rewarded with spurt after spurt of his sweet creamy cum into my mouth. “Oh my god! Fuck Steve”, Ian said as his spasms began to slow. I pulled my mouth from his cock and then climbed onto him. Having saved some of his cum I brought our mouths together and shared his cum with him as we kissed. When I broke the kiss, Ian looked at me with disappointment in his eyes, “That was great Steve, but I wanted you to cum inside me this time”. I grinned and said, “You think we’re done?”, and then grabbed his legs and pulled him to the edge of the bed and plunged my cock back into him. “Uhhh! Oh fuck”, Ian said in shock! I then resumed pistoning in and out of Ian with his legs up on my shoulders. Slowly I lowered into him pushing his knees to his shoulders. The slight break had given me a chance to regroup as I had been close myself just before Ian had cum. I leaned in and we kissed as I pounded into him. I broke the kiss and told Ian I was getting close when suddenly, “Oh fuck!”, Ian’s cock began firing another load out between us covering our chests and neck in his sticky cream. “Oh fuck”, I said and then buried myself into Ian and then I came, in gallons. It felt so good to feel my cum firing into his tight hot hole as he was still spasming around my cock. “Fuck yeah Steve. Fill me with your hot cum”, Ian said with a wide contented smile on his face. I remained deeply in him while we kissed and nuzzled in each other’s necks. We teasingly pecked at each other’s lips as we giggled in our happiness. Eventually I pulled out and we got in the shower to wash each other. When I pointed out that only a small amount of my cum had leaked out of him, he replied, “That’s good. I want to keep it in me. I want it to become part of me. I want you to become part of me”. I teared up and choked up, but was able to croak out, “I think I already have. I think we’ve become a part of each other”. We then embraced tightly only to break to again kiss deeply.

We dressed and finished packing and were on the road by ten. As we drove, Ian watched me from the passenger seat. I glanced over at him and grinned, “What? Am I growing two heads”? “No, but I do like it when your second head grows”, Ian replied while grinning mischievously. “Yeah? Well that will have to wait until we get home”, I replied. “So, about these boundaries”, Ian asked? “Yes”, I responded to his question with my own. “Well, what did you have in mind? I mean what would the boundaries be”, Ian asked. “Well, for one, we’ll have to keep our working relationship the same as it has been”, I said. “You mean I can’t molest you on the job”, Ian teased? I laughed and said, “No molesting on the job. Adding, no kissing, no hand holding”. “Where’s the fun in that. I want to see people’s heads explode”, Ian pouted. I smiled and replied, “I want to see heads explode as well, just not at work and mostly just the one attached to the end of your cock”. Ian giggled and my cock stirred. I love hearing that laugh. After a few minutes I said, “I’d rather keep us a secret for now at work. Not that I’m ashamed of it and I’m obviously not ashamed of you sweet cheeks, but I’m not sure I’m ready to come out at work yet. What do you think?” Ian turned serious, “I agree with what you’re saying. I remember how I felt when I knew you had seen me, how I felt my world had ended. It put me in a really bad place”. “I remember that. It hurt to see you like that”, I said, thinking about the day we had left. “Yeah, I agree we should keep things as they were at work. What else?”, Ian then asked. “Well, I’m uh…”, I hesitated because I was afraid to say it. “Well, what”, Ian asked, concerned? “You haven’t really experienced things much. What if you get bored with me and want to explore. I want you to be sure about this. I understand people do grow apart, but I want you to be sure you really want us to be together to begin with, that I’m not just your first crush”, I responded. Ian giggled and I glanced over at him wondering why. “When I look at you. When I watch you working. When I hear your voice. It makes me feel warm inside. That’s what scared me so much that night you saw me in my back yard. It wasn’t so much what the other people at work would think of me, it was what you might think of me. You make me feel… complete, if you can understand that”. A tear rolled down my cheek, “Yes, I do understand now. I feel the same way”. “What about sex with other people like we had with Ryan”, Ian asked? “I’m open to it as long as you are and we agree and as long as condoms are worn”, I said. “Deal”, Ian said, then added, “What if we find ourselves in a situation where we’re.. No, never mind. I’m never going to put myself in that situation”, Ian said. “Look. Ian. After this conversation, I trust you. If you ever find a want to engage in sex with someone when I’m not around, I won’t mind as long as you’re honest with me about it. And if there ever comes a time when you think things aren’t working with us, please tell me”, I said, hoping never to hear that. Ian smiled at me warmly and said, “I will, but it will never happen”. I smiled, feeling hopeful.

As the afternoon was coming to an end and our journey over in only a few hours, traffic began to grow worse. We were soon in a long line with many more vehicles behind us, though traffic continued to move at a normal pace. The traffic moving east, our direction was choked into one lane while the western flow was still two lanes and didn’t seem as busy. Suddenly in my left side mirror, I saw a car break from the line and into the passing lane of the oncoming traffic, apparently unaware of the long line he was behind. I was shocked to see him trying to pass vehicle after vehicle as he approached. I then noticed some vehicles in that lane heading toward him without anywhere to go as the right lane in their direction was lined up as fully as ours. “Oh shit! Ian get ready. There’s going to be an accident”, I said. I was hoping it wouldn’t happen or if it did, that it would be behind us, but the guy was approaching our car at a fast pace, panicking to find an opening. I made a quick decision and braked slightly to create an opening for him, hoping to save the guy from a head on collision with he and the oncoming vehicle.

David was heading to pick up his daughter from school. They were planning to go out to dinner to celebrate her being selected to be the captain of their school’s field hockey team. It was a big deal for her and since he was late picking her up from school yesterday, he didn’t want a repeat. He began to grow impatient and when traffic thinned in the passing zone in the oncoming direction, decided to pass a few vehicles. He didn’t realize how long the line was ahead of him. When he saw the oncoming vehicles, he panicked and sped up to find an opening.

Carl was in a car being driven by his grandfather, Bruce. His grandparents had raised him since he was nine after his parent's were killed in a sightseeing plane crash. Carl was the sole survivor. His grandmother had passed away from cancer two years ago, three days after his 19th birthday. He was an athlete in school and was the starting 1st baseman on his college’s baseball team. He had just broken the news to his grandfather that he was gay. His grandfather was taking it hard. He wasn’t a homophobe or anything like that. He was looking forward to having grandchildren. That wasn’t going to be a possibility now. His eyes had teared up blurring his vision slightly. He was just about to assure his grandson that no matter what, he loved him. Suddenly Carl cried out, “Granpa! Watch out”!  It was too late. There was a tanker truck to their right and braking wouldn’t stop them in time.

David saw an opening being formed in front of the car he was pulling alongside. He hoped he would be able to cut in on time. As the gap grew closer, David tried to cut over. The front of his car cut in and Steve braked harder to open the last bit, but the oncoming car clipped the back end of David’s and cars began piling up. The impact drove the back of David’s vehicle into the front driver’s side of Steve’s rental and bounced the car driven by Bruce over into the vehicles on the right, fortunately the slight delay from the small opening allowed the tanker to get by before the pileup began.

When all the vehicles had come to a stop, Steve stepped out of his car. He looked over at Ian who looked like he was sleeping, but there was a lump on the front right of his forehead and it was slit open slightly and bleeding. Steven then noticed the all the blood on the driver’s side seat and window and wondered where it had come from. He looked over and an older gentleman was looking at him questioningly. Suddenly another guy ran up to them with tears in his eyes, “I’m so sorry. I never meant this to happen. I was in a hurry to pick up my daughter. What have I done? Oh my god I’m so sorry”. The older guy looked to me and then back to the guy apologizing and said, “It’s ok. We forgive you. It was a mistake”. I then looked back to Ian and grew concerned. He still looked like he was sleeping, but something wasn’t right. I then looked at all the blood on the driver’s side seat again. “He’ll be alright”, I heard the older guy say to me and I turned to him. He then said to me, “Tell my grandson Carl that I love him and always will. What he told me tonight made no difference in that. I was just disappointed that I’d have no great-grandchildren to spoil.”, and he smiled at that. I was wondering why he was telling me this. “My name is Bruce. Tell my grandson to look behind his grandmother’s picture in our bedroom”, he continued, “3, 24, 55”, then smiled and said, “It’s my birthday. Again, I wondered why he was telling me all this. Then he looked at me almost as though he was growing angry or panicked and yelled, “Now go! Get out of here! You don’t belong here”!

End of Chapter 5