An Unexpected Turn

The Resurfacing

Ryan woke up with a body snuggled up against him, their head laying on his chest and their hard cock pressing against his left hip. He smiled to himself as he recalled giving Peter his first real blowjob. He enjoyed Peter’s reaction almost as much as Peter enjoyed receiving it. Then Ryan thought about the other things he could show Peter. His own cock grew hard thinking about it. He was drawn to the cute busboy from the first time he’d brought water to their table. They all had laughed when he overflowed that glass, knowing his attention had been focused on the male bodies around the table. He looked young and innocent at the time, but Ryan was surprised to find how inexperienced Peter truly was. It made him that much more adorable in Ryan’s eyes. As Peter stirred next to him, Ryan decided they would hang around the house most of the day and visit Steve and Ian toward evening. That way he and Peter could spend their time getting better acquainted and maybe expose Peter to other pleasures before everyone else was around.

Peter stirred some more, and Ryan felt him push his hardness into his hip a little more firmly and then he yawned. “Morning Peter”, Ryan greeted him. “Good morning, Ryan. Was I dreaming or did last night really happen? I mean the part where, um”, Peter hesitated, trying to say the words without it sounding crass. “You mean did I suck your cock? Yes, it happened”, Ryan answered the incomplete question. “You didn’t just suck my dick, you blew my mind. It was so incredible. I didn’t know anything could feel that awesome! I just wish I could have made you feel the same way. I hope it was ok at least”, Peter said. “It was fine Peter. Don’t worry, you’ll get better with experience. Trust me, it wasn’t very long ago that I was in your shoes and Steve and Ian showed me the pleasures of real sex. And don’t worry about pleasing me, I enjoyed every minute just seeing how you reacted to what I did to you. Giving can be just as pleasurable as receiving and believe me, I had a great time last night”. Peter lifted his head up and met Ryan’s eyes, “So, can we do that again today”? Ryan grinned and said, “Let’s get a shower and some breakfast first, then we can discuss our plans for today”.

They showered together and Peter realized how good it felt to have someone else lathering him up, massaging the soap into his skin, and rubbing the shampoo into his scalp. He also enjoyed doing the same for Ryan. The best and worst part was when Ryan was massaging the soap on his butt. Ryan’s fingers found their way into his crack and briefly massaged across the entrance to his butthole. It felt so good and yet that was his own private area. No one had ever been there before, and Peter wasn’t sure he was ready for that, at least just yet. He enjoyed massaging Ryan’s two orbs of flesh but avoided going too deep between his cheeks. Ryan noticed this hesitation and noted it but didn’t pursue it further for the moment. There would be time for that later.

They made breakfast, though Peter felt guilty for using Steve and Ian’s food up. Ryan said they wouldn’t mind, that they could replace it later if he felt that concerned about it. After breakfast, they cleaned up and then went out to the pool. Ryan checked the chemistry while he had Peter use the net and skim out debris. After that, they mowed grass and weed-whacked so Steve and Ian could come home and just relax for the next few days without having to do those chores. By the time they were done, it was late morning, and they were hot and sweaty. They both stripped down and rinsed off in the outdoor shower before Ryan ran over and jumped into the pool. Peter asked, “Won’t someone come by and see us”? Ryan laughed and said, “So what if they do? Besides, we’d hear any visitors coming up the driveway long before they’d see us”. Convinced, Peter jumped in and joined him. They splashed around for a while, horsed around, and at one point came together and kissed while grinding their now hard cocks together. “Let’s dry off and go inside”, Ryan suggested. Peter grinned and they climbed from the pool and dried off, then headed inside with their cocks looking like divining rods leading the way.

Once inside, Ryan led Peter into the guest room they’d slept in the night before. He seated him on the bed and gently kissed him before dropping to his knees and taking his precum-leaking cock into his mouth. He worked on Peter’s cock for a while before Peter insisted it was his turn. They switched places and Ryan was impressed with what Peter had already picked up. He allowed himself to be taken over the edge and gave Peter his seed, which he swallowed greedily, proud of his accomplishment. Ryan then switched places with him and worked Peter’s cock with precision and as Peter was enjoying his ministrations, Ryan pushed him back on the bed and draped Peter’s legs over his shoulders as he continued. Peter warned Ryan that he was getting ready to cum and suddenly Peter felt Ryan slide a finger into his anal cavity. He’d never had someone do this and it shocked him, but he was already in the process of cumming, and this only intensified his orgasm, firing his cum harder and further than he’d ever had before! His sphincter spasmed around the finger invading his hole on each ejaculation. As he caught his breath, Ryan removed his finger and grinned at him. Peter just looked shocked as he slowly caught his breath. Ryan then began lapping up Peter’s cum, starting from his face and then slowly moving down across his chest and finishing at his pubic bush. When Ryan was about to take Peter’s cock back into his mouth, Peter surprised him, “No! Please. I need to go get cleaned up”. As Ryan sat up, Peter got off the bed and headed out of the room.

Ryan sat on the bed for a minute, shocked at what had just happened, but figured he’d join Peter in the bathroom and get cleaned up as well. He found the bathroom door locked, which really puzzled him, but he walked down to the bathroom downstairs instead. After washing up, Ryan decided to return to the locked bathroom door and see if anything was wrong. He found it still locked, so he tapped on the door and asked, “Peter! Are you ok”? At first there was no response, so he asked, “Peter”? “I’m fine. I’ll be out in a few minutes”. Ryan thought Peter didn’t really sound like he was fine, but thought he’d leave him go for now, “I’ll be in the living room”. No response.

Ryan went into the living room and checked his phone to see what the weather was going to be like. Being early fall, it could be chilly in the morning and then Summer-like by noon time. It would be Summer-like today. Ryan caught up on his texts and let Steve know he and Peter would be in to visit just after dinner. Steve responded that would be fine and thanked them for cleaning the pool and let him know that the other guys would probably be there as well at that time. Just before he put down his phone, he noticed the time and realized it had been more than a half hour since he’d checked on Peter. Ryan got up and returned to the bathroom and found the door ajar. Peering in, he found the bathroom empty and wondered where Peter was. He checked the bedroom and found it empty as well. Now Ryan was concerned. Why hadn’t Peter joined him in the living room?

As Ryan stepped out on the patio, he saw Peter sitting at the pool with his legs in the water. He approached him and said, “Mind if I join you?”, before sitting down next to him. Peter shrugged. “What’s wrong, Peter”, Ryan asked? Peter remained looking across the water, “I just needed to think”. Ryan was puzzled. He knew something was wrong, but didn’t have a clue as to what it was, “Think about what? Did I do something to hurt you”? Peter glanced toward Ryan and said, “No! Well,”, he then looked away from Ryan again and continued, “It’s just… I just never. I’m sorry, I’m so embarrassed”. Ryan looked at Peter, concerned, “Embarrassed about what, Peter? You didn’t do anything to be embarrassed about”. Peter kept staring out over the pool. Ryan thought about when Peter began acting strangely and then asked, “Peter, I didn’t hurt you when I put my finger in you, did I”? Peter let out a deep sigh and then said quietly, “No. It didn’t hurt. It kind of startled me, but it wasn’t that it hurt”. Peter took a long breath in before continuing, “It’s just that ever since I knew I liked boys I wanted to suck their dicks and have them suck mine. I liked looking at their butts and thought about how it would feel to rub my dick between their butt cheeks, but the thought of someone sticking their dick in me or me sticking my dick up someone’s butt grossed me out. That was somewhere I could never see myself going. I thought it to be dirty, just the smell alone would disgust me. How could anyone enjoy something like that? What’s so funny?”, Peter suddenly saw Ryan grinning at him. Ryan tried to put a serious face on, but wasn’t succeeding, “Sorry Peter. I’m not laughing at you. It’s just that I had those same thoughts at some point. Can I ask you a question”? Peter said, “Sure”. Ryan asked, “Did you like the feel of my finger in you”? Peter laughed and said, “I really don’t know. It all happened so fast. As soon as you did it, I came really hard, and all these thoughts were going through my head. I was having the most awesome orgasm and at the same time I was horrified that you’d stuck your finger up my smelly butthole”. Ryan began laughing and said, “It wasn’t smelly Peter, but if you’re worried about that, you can do things to prepare yourself. You can clean yourself prior to doing anything anal to avoid that embarrassing moment. I can help you with that. I remember when Steve helped me with it”. Peter had a look of horror on his face as he said, “That would be so embarrassing”. Ryan recalled Ian’s comment as he and Steve emerged from the bathroom that night, “It was, but we don’t need to do it together. I can explain it to you so you can do it by yourself. You just need to be thorough”. Ryan led Peter inside and found a new ‘kit’ and explained to Peter how to go about getting himself clean. He was beat red the whole time Ryan explained it to him.

After they ate some lunch, Ryan asked Peter if he wanted to shoot some hoops for a while. Peter couldn’t believe Steve had his own court and enthusiastically said yes. They shot around for about an hour and then headed back to the house to shower. Ryan asked Peter if he wanted them to shower together and Peter smiled, “I’d like that, but could we hold off for a while so I can use the bathroom”? “Sure”, Ryan replied and then watched Peter go into the bedroom first and retrieve the ‘kit’ Ryan had given him. When Peter finally emerged and said he was ready for them to shower, Ryan said, “About time. I was about to call a rescue squad”. Peter grinned and turned pink.

They stripped and stepped into the shower and Ryan began lathering Peter’s hair with shampoo and then grabbed the bar of soap and began caressing his body with it. Peter grew stiff as Ryan soaped up his cock and balls and he reciprocated, soaping up Ryan’s as well. Ryan then turned Peter around and soaped up his back and then moved down to Peter’s firm butt cheeks, playing with the hard mounds of flesh. He slowly reached around with a soapy hand and started stroking his hard cock and with his other hand slowly massaged into Peter’s butt crack, eventually touching up against his rose bud. Peter inhaled as Ryan rubbed up against it, slowly breaking the plain. Peter flinched slightly as Ryan’s finger was suddenly inside him for the second time today. This time though, he found he was enjoying the feeling of the finger working inside him. He unconsciously leaned his head back onto Ryan’s right shoulder. “Is this ok”, Ryan whispered into Peter’s ear? Peter softly replied, “Yes, it is. It feels strange, but I like it”. Ryan took that as a cue to add a second finger. Peter’s breathing became sharper, so Ryan stopped stroking his cock and slowly removed his fingers. Then Ryan pushed up against Peter and began sliding his soaped up steely shaft between Peter’s firm cheeks. Peter’s head was once again on Ryan’s shoulder as he enjoyed the feeling of Ryan’s cock sliding between his cheeks. But when Ryan paused and pulled back slightly, Peter suddenly felt the tip of Ryan’s cock push up against his rose bud. “Do you want this”, Ryan asked? Peter was about to say yes, but then pulled away slightly, “I’m sorry Ryan. I don’t think I’m ready for that yet”. Ryan kissed Peter’s neck and said, “That’s ok. I won’t rush you. You tell me when you’re ready”. Peter smiled and said, “Thanks for understanding Ryan. Can I do that to you? I mean slide between your cheeks”? “Sure Peter”, Ryan said and then he turned around to offer his backside to him. Peter soaped up his hands and then began massaging it into Ryan’s shoulders and then slowly working his way down to his lower back. He skipped Ryan’s buns and soaped up his thighs and calves. Soaping up his hands again, Peter used one hand to work on Ryan’s horizontal rod while the other massaged Ryan’s firm cheeks. Eventually, Peter worked his finger in to Ryan’s pucker and felt its warm velvety softness. Peter found he liked the feel of it and pushed inward, feeling its tightness surround his digit. He worked that finger in and out for a while and then added another. Ryan was soon pushing Peter’s hand from his cock as he felt close. Peter then removed his fingers and changed things up a bit as he began sliding his stiff cock in the valley between Ryan’s firm cheeks. This felt amazing to Peter, and he reached under Ryan’s arms and began massaging his pecs and hard nipples. Peter was so engrossed in the amazing feeling as he was taking long, full strokes going deeper between the firm buns. Then he pulled back a little further than he had been doing and his cock straightened so that when he pushed back forward this time, the tip of his cock came up against Ryan’s tight pucker. Peter froze and Ryan pushed back into him. “Oh fuck”, Peter groaned. Ryan decided to go for it and pushed himself back, impaling himself on Peter’s hard shaft. “Oh my god”, Peter said, astonished by the feel of the warm tightness that clamped around his cock! Ryan then leaned back onto Peter’s shoulder and looked at him and said, “Take me Peter”. ‘This was it’, thought Peter as he slowly pushed the rest of the way into Ryan. He was now balls deep into Ryan and remained there for a bit, relishing the sensation. Then he slowly pulled back. Soon he was picking up the rhythm and Ryan was encouraging him, “Yeah, Peter! Fuck my ass! Give me that hard cock”! “Fuck! Oh my god! This feels so good”, Peter was grunting. The sound of water running and the slapping of abdomen against wet firm buns mixed with heavy grunts and expletives echoed around the bathroom as they both neared a crescendo. “Fuck! I’m gonna cum Ryan”, Peter cried out! “Yeah! Give it to me Peter. Fill me with your seed”, Ryan yelled! “Oh Fuck”, Peter grunted out loudly as he unloaded his seed deep inside Ryan! “Fuck yeah! Give me that hot cum”, Ryan said as he blasted his own against the shower wall! “Oh my god!”, Peter continued grunting as he felt Ryan’s sphincter spasm around his own pulsing cock as Ryan came. They crumpled against the shower wall as they caught their breath. Their heaving chests in synch with each other. Peter noticed the water starting to get cooler as they had somehow used up the hot water in the huge tank. Peter slowly withdrew his still stiff rod and they quickly finished soaping up and rinsing off before the water grew completely cold. They then climbed out and dried each other off, barely losing eye contact. As they hung up the towels, Peter turned and looked into Ryan’s eyes and said, “Thank you Ryan. That was so amazing. I never knew what I was missing”. Ryan gave Peter a peck on the lips before saying, “No thanks necessary Peter. I enjoyed every minute of it”. They spent the rest of the afternoon snuggling together and making out. They then took a brief dip in the pool before getting dressed and heading out to have some dinner.

I thought they had missed us as the dinner cart made its way down the hall and no one stopped at our room. Fifteen minutes later, Jeremy entered our room pushing a cart. True to his word, he had delivered. We each had a huge filet mignon cooked to perfection, a buttery twice-baked potato stuffed with bacon and cheese. Ian had a side of asparagus and mine was broccoli with both apple and cherry crisp for dessert. “Sorry it took so long, but I had to wait until the other meals were prepared before I could make it”, Jeremy said. “You made this yourself”, Ian asked?  “Yes, why”, Jeremy responded? “It’s delicious, Jeremy. Thank you so much”, I said. Jeremy smiled and said, “It was my pleasure. I can’t thank you enough for saving my niece and nephew”. I shook my head and smiled, “There are no thanks necessary, Jeremy. Two children will see another birthday. That’s all the thanks we need”, I said as I made eye contact with Ian. He smiled and said, “That goes for the both of us, but I must say Jeremy, you might want to think about opening your own steakhouse someday”. I laughed and said, “I think Ian would be your most frequent customer, followed closely behind by myself”. “Well, I’ll let you finish. They’ll collect your plates when they come around to collect the others”, Jeremy said and then prepared to leave. I stopped him, “Jeremy! Could I get your number”? Jeremy’s eyes lit up, “Of course”! We exchanged numbers. Once he left, Ian was looking at me oddly, “What”, I asked? “Are you trying to make me jealous”, he asked? I began laughing and said, “Of course”. I got the evil eye, then said, “Look Ian, you said yourself, he made those steaks to perfection and the potatoes. The Pier could use a good restaurant and that would require good cooks. I want to find out how good a chef he could be”. Ian grinned and said only, “Uh huh”. I knew he was kidding and just trying to goad me.

The evening went pretty much like the afternoon with visitors in a constant parade through our room. Then Carl and Chad came in, followed soon after by Tony and Scott. Our other visitors said their goodbyes and filtered out. The six of us then made plans to have lunch at my place tomorrow and see how things went from there. Ryan and Peter showed up half an hour later and Peter seemed to have a glow about him. Ryan asked, “How are you two doing? Getting enough rest”? “How can we get any rest when you guys keep showing up”, Ian asked jokingly? Everyone laughed and then I said, “I think we got enough sleep, but I almost wish they’d have wrapped up my hands again”. Peter looked serious then and asked, “Do they hurt from digging through that underground tunnel”? Ian answered for the both of us, “No. That was nothing compared to signing all those autographs and I hear there’s a lot more at the house”, even though in reality he had quite a few scabs and blisters from clawing at the ground. Chad rolled his eyes, “Oh, the drawbacks of celebrity”. Ian and I both grinned. We joked and just talked about things in general for a while and then Chad asked about what had actually taken place after the landslide. I let Ian do most of the talking since for the most of the first night I was stuck in one spot trying to free myself. Ian told of how he had avoided being hit by most of the debris and then found himself under the wreckage of the two cars, with his pants soaked with gasoline and one of his shoes missing. Tony said, “That explains the burnt sneaker and the gasoline-soaked pants I found later”. Chad’s eyes were watering when he said, “When they found your burnt sneaker, everyone thought you had died in the explosion”. Ian smiled and said, “You can’t get rid of me that easily Chad”. We all laughed, and Chad’s smile returned. Then Ian told of having to dig out the stream bed to make it large enough to get through. Then having found me and helping get me out of the hole I was buried in, followed by the explosion. “What made you want to follow the underground stream instead of waiting for them to rescue you”, Carl asked? I answered, “After the explosion, we figured you thought we were dead and would then figure on just recovering our bodies. We may have starved to death if that were the case, and it would have been a recovery then. We decided to see where the stream led us”. “We thought we were screwed when Steve’s phone stopped working and my battery died, but then we saw daylight and found our way out”, Ian said, then added, “Strange how your phone started working after we got out. It was almost like it didn’t want us to turn back”. No one said anything after that comment for a bit, then Scott said, “It’s like someone was looking out for you”. They all nodded in agreement and Ian said, “I guess you’re right”. “Someone needs to if you two are going to keep sticking your necks out”, the older nurse said. No one had heard her come in. Then she said, “Visiting hours are soon over, so start saying your goodbyes. You two are getting released in the morning anyway and I’m glad I won’t be here when it happens”. “What’s that supposed to mean”, Ian asked, feeling a bit hurt? The nurse realized how it had sounded and said, “I’m sorry. I wasn’t meaning I wouldn’t want to see you off. You two are a pretty entertaining pair and there’s also the reason you’re here in the first place, saving children’s lives. It’s just that there will be reporters all over the place wanting to ask questions”. “Shit”, I said as Ian and I looked to each other in horror. “Here we go again”, Ian said as he shook his head. Just as the nurse was heading out, two other people came in the door. The first was a blur as they jumped into Tony. The second walked in grinning. It was Mike and the person hugging Tony tightly was Julie. She released Tony only to grab onto Scott, “I missed you two so much”. Then she turned to me and said, “I heard what you did for those kids. You just don’t stop risking your life for people, do you? I’m so glad you’re alright”, then she leaned down and hugged me and then whispered, “Who’s your cute roommate”? I grinned and looked over at Ian, “Ian, you remember Julie, don’t you”? Ian smiled and said, “Hi, Julie. You’re the fourth passenger in the burning car, right”? Julie laughed and said, “That’s me. I remember now, we did meet at Steve’s”. Mike came over and said, “I know we can’t stay because visiting hours are over, but Julie wanted to stop by and see you. She’s leaving for a trip to Italy tomorrow morning with her parents and we couldn’t get here until now”. I shook Mike’s hand and said, “I heard you had volunteered to go in the tunnel to help search for us. I wanted to thank you”. Mike smiled and replied, “Well, actually, we all wanted to volunteer, but I was one of the squeakier wheels, plus I’m pretty thin”. “I think you’re rubbing off on him Steve. Six months ago, he’d have been bragging about how he was ready to go where no one else dared”, Julie said. Mike turned a shade of crimson while everyone else laughed. Then Julie gave him a kiss and asked, “Ready”? Then she turned to me and said, “I’m glad you’re ok Steve. I’m leaving for Italy in the morning, or I’d stop up to see you tomorrow”. Julie then gave Tony and Scott a peck on the cheek and said, “Bye everyone”. Then she and Mike headed out and everyone else prepared to do so as well. Tony and Scott would come by to pick us up in the morning and take us home.

End of Chapter 41