An Unexpected Turn

Home Sweet Home

We got to my house and as we pulled up, Ian’s eyes grew large and he asked, “This is your place”? I smiled and said, “Yep. This is my humble abode”. “Humble my ass”, he replied. Ian insisted on helping me inside even though I said I’d be fine walking on my own. He then retrieved his bags from his car. I stood in my Livingroom and was happy to be home after a long trip and longer ordeal. I was happy to have Ian staying with me for a few days, though I was sad that it wasn’t going to be with his memory intact. We weren’t going to have our ‘Friday night’ we had planned. I wasn’t sure what he and Chad had been up to, but my worst fears were what I imagined were happening. I had been concerned about the need to let Ian explore. I didn’t want to make him feel obliged to only experience what I had to offer and that he should be allowed to explore before he made a decision to settle down to a one-on-one relationship. I got my wish, and now I was afraid of losing him.

“Are you ok Steve”, Ian was suddenly behind me, having stepped inside without me hearing him. “Oh, yeah. Of course. I was just thinking about rearranging the furniture to make a change”, best lie I could come up with. “Now is definitely not a time for moving furniture. You’re barely able to walk normally. You need to do what the doc said and rest to regain your strength”, Ian said to me. “Uh, yeah I know. I was thinking about doing it in a couple weeks”, I said trying to cover for the stupid lie. “Well, when you do, I’ll be happy to help, but it looks fine the way it is”, Ian replied. I decided to change the conversation, “Why don’t you bring your stuff and I’ll show you the spare bedroom”. Ian followed me and I opened the door to one of the three rooms that I rarely enter. The house I own is a large rancher with a three-car garage, living room, kitchen, dining room, formal living room, four bedrooms, three full bathrooms as well as a room with single toilet and sink, a small laundry room and a full basement family room. It’s a pretty large house with me as the only occupant which is why I rarely enter two of the bedrooms and the formal living room. The other bedroom I use as an office. The Master Bedroom contains one of the three full baths. I guess it was intended for a large family, but I loved its location and got it fairly cheap since it was a foreclosure. The previous owner had died and had no living relatives. The living room and dining room looked out to mountains to the west and the master bedroom had an awesome view of the ocean to the east, though it was a long walk down the cliffside to the private beach. There was also a pool and small heated jacuzzi off the side of the house accessible from the kitchen or from the master bedroom.

Ian put his bags on the bed and said, “I’ll put this away later. If you’re up to it, I’d love to get a tour of the place. So far, it’s so freakin’ lit”! I smiled and said, “I think I can hold up for a short tour”. Actually after arriving home, I felt a second wind. My legs weren’t feeling rubbery as they had at the hospital. As we went from room to room, Ian just kept staring over at me wide-eyed with his mouth gaping. When we entered the kitchen, Ian saw the pool from the window, “You have a pool”! I just nodded. I then showed him the stocked refrigerator, including plenty of beer as well as where certain foods were located in case he wanted something to eat while I was sleeping or otherwise occupied. I then showed him my bedroom and bath which he insisted he needed to see, ‘in case I had a relapse or other emergency’. I wished it was for a different reason and as I watched him from behind, as he examined the large bathroom and shower, large enough to fit three, my eyes were drawn to that perfect butt, recalling how amazing my cock felt inside the tight hot hole between those hard perfect melon buns. My cock grew instantly hard and I actually felt a little dizziness. Ian turned and started asking, “How can you afford this…”. He stopped mid-sentence as he noticed the bulge in my pants. He quickly turned his eyes away hoping I hadn’t noticed, but his face turned bright red. Mine probably would have been as well but was occupying a different area. “Place”, I finished for him? “Um yeah. I know they pay you pretty well, but this is amazing”, he said. He stayed partially turned away from me and I watched as his hand stealthily moved down to adjust the front of his pants and I smiled. I began, “Well, you can’t tell anyone if I explain it to you. Ok? Don’t worry, it’s nothing illegal. I just like to keep some things private”. “I won’t say anything about it to anyone, but you don’t have to tell me. I was simply curious”, Ian answered. I replied, “It’s ok. It’s uh, different with you. My parents were killed in a head on collision by an over-tired truck driver a week after I had graduated from high school. The truck driver got away with only a few scratches. I know he was sorry, but when he asked me to forgive him, I just walked away. It’s why I was glad Bruce had forgiven David and said so during the news conference or at least expressed my feelings he had. Anyway, my parents were pretty well off and they both had huge life insurance policies in the event one of them died. Since they died together, I inherited it all since I was their only child”. Ian just stared at me, mouth wide open and eyes wide. I waved my hand in front of him, then asked, “I didn’t just suddenly grow a second head, did I”? Ian snapped out of it somewhat and said, “I’m so sorry. I can’t imagine going through that and then to have what happened to us this past week, the kind of trauma it must have been for you. How are you so together right now? I’d be a basket case right now. How you reacted during the accident is even more amazing now, to me at least”. A tear ran down his right cheek. I instinctively wiped it with my left index finger and smiled while saying, “Like I said, my reaction was just instinct”. Ian grinned slightly and said, “Maybe, but considering you had a conversation with two dead people, I wouldn’t be surprised if two others didn’t guide you”. I smiled at the suggestion and I teared up as I said, “You may be right about that. Thanks”.

Changing the subject to something lighter I said, “Well, the only room you haven’t seen is the family room downstairs”. “There’s another room downstairs”, Ian asked exasperated? “Shall we”, I asked as we made our way from my bedroom to a door in the living room? We descended the stairs and as we neared the bottom, I heard Ian gasp behind me. As I turned to look at him, he said, “You said another room, this is massive”. He was right, the family room was almost the same square footage as the entire upstairs. Although one room, it was divided into sections. In one section was a huge high tech theater type screen with luxury seating for about a dozen people. In the next section was a number of gaming machines such as pinball, bowling, etc. There was even a large TV with the ability to play Xbox, play station and more. Another section had an eight-foot pool table which Ian took a lot of interest in. “Wow, I haven’t played pool in a long time”, he said as he walked over, picked up a pool cue and bent over to take a shot since there were some balls on the table. My cock instantly turned to steel as I watched him bend over the table, ‘Oh my’, I thought to myself feeling Steve Jr. banging to get out. “We’ll have to play during your stay this week”, I said to him in kind of a double intent. “I’d like that”, Ian said as he took a shot and then put the pool cue back and turned toward me. His eyes darted to my crotch for a moment before returning to my face. I noticed his own bulge and smiled inwardly to myself as I hoped to play more than pool with my muscle pup. “Why don’t we go up and have some lunch”, I suggested. “That sounds good. I’m hungry myself”, Ian said. “You’re always hungry”, I said chuckling.

Ian insisted on doing the cooking while I sat at the kitchen counter and watched. I wasn’t sure what I was in for but was surprised when I smelled what he was making. It smelled incredibly good, but I could tell it was going to be something spicy from the smell, as well as all the hot peppers he was chopping. All I can say is that the chicken teriyaki with Asian vegetables over rice was delicious. There were no leftovers. I offered to clean up or at least help him, but he insisted I sit and allow my food to digest. “Remember, doc said it will take your body a few days to get used to solid food. I shouldn’t have let you eat so much”, Ian cautioned. “You’ll have to stop cooking up such great food then. I couldn’t help myself”, I said, then added, “You wouldn’t want to get a side job being my cook, would you”? Ian grinned as he loaded the dish washer and said, “No thanks. Enjoy this week while it lasts”. After Ian was finished cleaning up, I went into the living room to relax while Ian put his things away in the guest bedroom. When Ian emerged from the guest room, he asked, “Mind if I take a swim in your pool? Oh, shit! Never mind. I didn’t bring my suit.” I was about to offer one of my own to him, then had an idea, “It’s not like there’s anyone around who could see you. You don’t need to wear a suit”. Ian grinned and said, “You don’t have neighbors”? I smiled, “Look around. There’s no neighbors within eyesight of my house and the tree line would block any if there were”. “Sweet. I haven’t skinny dipped since I was in middle school”, Ian said. I informed him, “There’s towels in the pool house. It’s not locked”. “Thanks”, Ian said, adding, “Need anything before I head to the pool”? “No, I’m fine”, I said. I watched Ian’s butt dance as he walked toward the kitchen to the pool. I smiled as he moved from my sight and then switched the TV on and selected one of my security cameras. I watched as Ian entered the pool house and then returned with a large towel. He spread it on a deck chair and the looked around as if verifying what I had said about the privacy. After satisfying himself, he pulled his t-shirt over his head and then pulled off his sneakers and socks. I zoomed in as he opened his shorts and let them drop around his ankles. Then he grabbed the waistband of his stars and stripes American Eagle briefs and slid them down his waist and down his legs. He stepped out of them and then threw them onto another empty deck chair. I remembered every part of his crotch, his dark pubic bush, the full balls, and circumcised cock which was bigger than I had thought it would be for his size. It was flaccid right now, but I recalled how large it grew when aroused. He walked over and tested the water and then sat down on the edge with his feet in the water. Then he pushed forward and plunged into the pool. I watched him swim around for a while, periodically revealing that perfect bubble-butt, then I switched the TV off. I went into my bedroom and changed into a swimsuit and then headed out to the pool. I decided I’d sit in the jacuzzi for a while and enjoy the jets on my sore muscles. When Ian saw me, he got a panicked look on his face. I just smiled and asked, “How’s the water”? “It’s nice. Warm, but not too warm. Just refreshing”, he said, then added, “You didn’t say you were coming out”. I replied, “I wasn’t planning on it, but thought the heat and jets from the jacuzzi might help soothe my sore muscles”. “Good idea”, Ian said. I climbed in and soaked while I watched Ian swimming around. Eventually Ian made his way to the edge of the pool and climbed out. I chubbed up immediately as I watched those two globes of muscle flex as he climbed from the pool. I couldn’t resist a cat call as he walked toward his towel. He turned to me smiling with a bright red face. It wasn’t sunburn. He dried himself off and then surprised me when he spread the towel out on a lounge chair and laid on it on his stomach, allowing me a view of his perfect globes. I thought I would cum instantly. After about a half hour, I decided to get out of the jacuzzi before I was totally pruned up. As I toweled off, Ian glanced in my direction and caught me looking. He grinned and asked, “Heading back inside”? I smiled sheepishly, having been caught looking, and replied, “Yeah. If I stayed in there much longer, I’d be so pruned, I’d look like an old man”. “Ian grinned and quipped, “You are old -er”. I chuckled and then used my towel to snap him in his cute butt. “Ow!”, he yelled and moved to his side grabbing his butt which allowed me to get a glimpse of his semi-hard cock. I pretended not to see it as he quickly moved to get up, facing away from me and wrapped the towel around him. We both walked in using the kitchen entrance. We ate a light chef salad for dinner and then Ian left for a bit to check on his mail.

While Ian was gone, I dozed in my recliner. I woke to Ian sitting on the sofa watching me sleep. “How long was I out”, I asked? He grinned and said, “Long enough to have regained some strength”, and then stood up and held out his hand. I took it as he helped me out of the chair. He continued holding my hand as we walked to my bedroom. As we stepped inside, he turned and brought his lips to mine in a passionate kiss. We ground our hardness into one and other and then slowly began undressing each other. Once naked, we embraced again and as our mouths connected and our tongues danced in a duel, I massaged those amazingly hard melons. “I love you Ian”, I said and then pushed him onto the bed on his back. Dropping down, I immediately took his hardness into my mouth. I sucked and slurped on his hard cock while I massaged his balls with my right hand. I began rubbing his hard pecs with my left, periodically pinching one of his nipples. I could hear his heavy breaths and moans of pleasure. Suddenly his breathing became erratic, his cock grew even stiffer in my mouth and he cried out, “Oh fuck! I’m gonna cum”! His balls lurched and his cum flooded my mouth with his salty sweet seed. I enjoyed every drop, swallowing most of it and then climbed up onto him and kissed him. We snowballed his cum back and forth before he eventually swallowed it. He broke our kiss, looked into my eyes and said, “Fuck me Steve”. I raised up onto my knees and he quickly turned around onto his knees and thrust those hard melons back toward me. I rubbed my precum-slickened cockhead up and down the deep crack between those melons lubing him up with it. I then brought the tip of my cock to his tight hot hole. He immediately pushed back onto my cock head. It entered and was clamped tightly by his tiny anal ring. “Fuuuuuck”, I groaned. He moved back, impaling more of himself onto me. Soon I was deep inside him with my abdomen and pubic bush pressed tightly against those firm globes. I then withdrew just a little and then pressed back inside. “Fuck yes. I missed this big cock. Fuck me Steve”, Ian said hoarsely. I began taking longer strokes, gliding back and forth over his prostate. Ian was moaning, “Huh1 Ahh! Aahh! Fuck yes! Fuck my ass! Yeah, that’s the spot! Fuck me! Harder”, Ian continued! I took short, stabbing strokes and then longer ones, each time slamming into his hard buns with force. The slaps echoing off the walls of the room. My breathing grew heavy and I knew I was getting close. “Fuck! I’m cumming”, Ian suddenly yelled out! I felt him spasming around my cock and warned, “I gonna cum too”! “Fill me with your seed Steve. Cum inside me”, Ian cried as his anal ring continued spasming around my hard shaft. “Fuck yeah”, I said as blast after blast jetted deeply into him. I thought I’d never stop cumming. Eventually, my orgasm subsided. I could feel my gooey cum surrounding my cock and as I gradually extracted it, my cock was glazed in my sticky cum. I turned and laid on my back beside Ian. He turned his head and smiled at me and said, “That was so lit. I missed this and by the way, I love you too Steve. I turned and met his eyes. I heard a slight banging in the distance. Was someone at the door? Then suddenly Ian began calling my name. He was laying right beside me, but his voice sounded distant. I was confused.

“Steve. Steve.”, I heard then my eyes flashed open. I was in my recliner and Ian was entering the living room. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you. I didn’t realize you were sleeping. I knocked and when you didn’t answer and since I’m staying for a few days, figured I’d let myself in”, Ian explained. After a few seconds I was fully awake. “Um, that’s fine. You didn’t need to knock. I’ll give you a key so you can let yourself in even when it’s locked. I’ll give you the security code as well”, I said to him. He looked at me a little strangely and the said, “Uh, let me put this stuff in the guest room and then I need to ask you something and um it’ll give you a chance to clean up”. As he turned to head toward the guest room, I felt the wetness. I looked down and realized there was a small wet spot of where the cum had seeped through my underwear and was now wetting my shorts. “Fuck”, I thought as I quickly made my way to my bedroom!

End of Chapter 8