An Unexpected Turn

Reunion

I decided to take a longer route home for some reason. Maybe I just wanted to think, but I just suddenly turned off from the direct route home. I found myself on a winding two-lane road and began regretting my choice. It would be a long day tomorrow and I needed to get to bed. It was already after one in the morning. As I rounded a curve I saw it. A car was off the road with the front end wrapped around a tree. I could see smoke pouring from the engine area. I quickly pulled over and called 911 to report it. When they asked the location, I didn’t know. They asked if anyone was injured, and I told them I was just approaching the vehicle. I saw what appeared to be at least three people inside, none of them conscious and relayed that to the dispatcher. I also told her about the smoke from the engine. She assured me they could find us through the GPS on my phone and told me to stay away from the vehicle in case it caught fire and to wait for emergency vehicles to arrive. I noticed motion in the back seat and decided to get a closer look. That’s when I realized the smoke was getting thicker and was now appearing in the passenger compartment. I told the woman on the phone and then told her I needed to try to get the people out of the car. As I was setting my phone down, I heard her saying to wait for the emergency crew. As I got to the car, I realized there were actually four people inside. Two in front and two in back. They looked to be in their teens. I was able to get the rear door open on the driver’s side and saw the girl unconscious on the boy’s lap. His eyes were open and he asked me to get his girlfriend out. I looked her over and she began moving. She had a cut on her head, but I didn’t see anything else apparent. The smoke was getting blacker and suddenly I could make out flames from the engine compartment. I needed to act quickly. I carefully took the girl in my arms, trying to keep her neck as still as possible and slid her from the car and back about thirty feet. I carefully lowered her to the ground and then turned back to the car. There were definitely flames in the engine and they were growing. I quickly went to the kid in the back on the passenger’s side who was conscious and asked if he could move. He said, “I think so, but my shoulder hurts so bad”. He tried to slide over, but then screamed out in pain and yelled, “I can’t. It hurts so bad”. I said, “Look, the cars on fire, so you have to get out. I know it’s painful but I’ll help you. Just look at me and let me help you out”. He nodded and I tried to slowly slide him out, keeping him as still as possible to not jar his right shoulder. As we made it to the other side, I asked him to try and stand. He stood and immediately screamed in pain, grabbing his shoulder. “It’s ok. You’re out. We need to move away from the car”, I said. He yelled and cried the whole way, but we made it over to my car where I sat him down. I thought he would be more comfortable sitting up, so I had him sit against the side of the car. “Oh my god! I can’t get out”, I heard a panicked voice coming from the car! I rushed back over and realized the passenger in the front seat was trying to push the door open, but the door was against a rock. “Can you get your seatbelt off”, I asked? He suddenly realized I was there and quickly turned and released his seatbelt. “I can’t get the door open”, he said, continuing to push on it. He had a large lump and gash on the front of his head. I looked over the situation and then asked him, “Can you lower your seat back? Recline it”, I asked? He reached down and the seat lowered back. “Ow! Fuck! My ankle”, he yelled! I could barely see his feet due to the smoke, but they didn’t look trapped, so I said, “Look, you probably broke your ankle. Lean toward me and I’ll try to pull you back here and out of the car. We need to be quick, so it may be painful. He turned toward me and grabbed onto my shoulders as I grabbed under his arms and pulled him into the back seat, “Fuck! My ankle! Fuck!”. “Sorry”, I said to him. “It’s ok. Hurry! Get Tony out”, he said! I pulled him out of the car and could see blood and bone at his left ankle area. Once we were on the ground I started pulling him further from the car, but he pushed off of me and said, “No! I can do this! Get Tony”! He began dragging himself across the ground toward the others as I turned back to the car. The engine compartment was fully ablaze now and the passenger compartment was filling with black smoke. I needed to move quickly. I tried opening the driver’s door, but only succeeded in cracking it open. The hinge was badly damaged. I raced back to my car and grabbed the lug wrench from the trunk. The one end was a prybar to pull off hubcaps. I used it and was eventually able to get the door open enough, but then saw another problem. The driver, Tony had his left leg pinned. I reached down and released the seat to move it back. I could only get it to move an inch or so. The heat was unbearable. I pried with the lug wrench where I could. The flames were now coming up through the floor and the dash. I struggled to pry him loose. My left arm hurt so bad. Finally, the fatigued metal gave way to the prybar which by now was too hot to hold. I dropped the prybar and grabbed Tony by the shoulders and slowly pulled him from the car. As I dragged Tony back from the now fully engulfed vehicle, I felt a hand patting at my left shoulder. “OW”, I yelled! It hurt! Then I realized my t-shirt had been on fire. I hadn’t heard the sirens. The emergency vehicles had arrived and were busy tending to the injured and putting out the fire. The firefighter who had put out my t-shirt asked, “You the guy that called this in”? I just nodded, then he smiled and said, “You know the dispatcher told you to stay clear of the vehicle”?I just nodded again. They grabbed Tony from my arms and started giving him CPR. He had stopped breathing. I prayed he’d come around and after a few seconds, he was coughing. I felt relieved. They loaded Tony and the girl into the ambulance as I heard another siren approaching. The fireman who’d put out my shirt returned and said, “Let me take a look at that shoulder. By the way, I’m Greg”. As he ripped away the burnt material of my t-shirt, I got a good look at him and he seemed strangely familiar. “I need to get home”, I said. Greg chuckled and said, “The only place you’re going right now is for a ride to the hospital. Since the ambulance on the way will take these other two kids, I’m your ride”. Greg put a bandage on the burn on my shoulder as well as some cream on some other burns, including my hands. As he was doing this, he began looking at me strangely. The second ambulance pulled away as I climbed into the Fire Chief’s vehicle. Greg climbed into the driver’s seat and we headed to the hospital. He continued giving me odd glances the whole way.

 We pulled up to the Emergency Entrance and got out. After Greg talked to one of the orderlies, he patted me on my right shoulder and said, “I’ll be in as soon as I park”. I was actually surprised he was not heading back to his station. Suddenly a nurse was coming out with a wheel chair. The orderly indicated I should take a seat. “I’m ok. I can walk”, I assured them. The nurse then said, “I’m not giving you a choice Mr. Andrews. Now have a seat”! I then recognized her as one of the nurses from a few weeks ago. I grinned and said, “Yes maam”. They wheeled me into a room and she and a doctor checked me over and tended to my burns. They insisted on wrapping my hands and wrapped my shoulder more thoroughly. As they were finishing, Dr. Green walked in shaking his head, “Missed us that much Steve”? I grinned and replied, “Nothing personal Dr. Green, but hospitals aren’t one of my favorite places”. He grinned and said, “You could’ve fooled me since you keep finding ways of visiting us”. All I had was a grin and a shrug. Just then Greg walked in, “Now I know why you looked so familiar. Seems everyone here knows your name Mr. Andrews”. I smiled and said, “Please, it’s Steve”. He reached out his hand and said, “Well, Steve, I’m really proud to meet you. Seems like you’re making a career out of saving lives at the risk of your own”. I shrugged and said, “I just do what I would hope someone else would do for me”, then I asked Dr. Green, “Are the kids going to be ok”?Dr. Green looked at me and said, “Thanks to you. Normally I wouldn’t be telling you this, but since you saved their lives, I think their parents won’t mind. The driver has a broken left leg and some second and third degree burns on both legs as well as suffering from smoke inhalation. The passenger has a shattered left ankle that will take a few surgeries to repair as well as a concussion, but I think he’ll make a complete recovery. The other boy has a broken shoulder and a few cracked ribs and the girl has a pretty severe head injury, but we were able to control the swelling and she should be ok”. I glanced over at the nurse and saw a wide smile on her face. “Well Steve, looks like you’re good to go as soon as you sign the paperwork”, Dr. Green said, then added, “If I was you, I’d leave quickly and quietly. I really don’t feel like arranging another press conference”. “I hear you doc”, I said grinning and then added, “Show me where to sign”.Chief Greg then said, “I’d be happy to give you a ride home. If you want, one of my guys can bring your car home for you”. “That would be great Greg”, I accepted.

 As we pulled up to the house, I was surprised to see my own car pulling up as well. As we got out and the other fireman handed me my keys, a call came over Greg’s radio about a fire. Greg said to me, “Wish we could talk more, but we gotta go”. “Understood Greg. Thanks for the ride”, I said as they climbed into the vehicle and sped off.

 I opened the front door and walked in to find Chad coming out of the bathroom. “Late night Steve? Holy shit! What happened”, Chad asked exasperated at seeing me?“Just a few burns”, I replied calmly. “A few burns! Looks like you’ve been through a house fire”, Chad said. “Close. It was a car”, I responded. “You crashed your car”, he asked. “No, someone else crashed theirs. Where’s Ian”, I asked. “He’s in bed. It’s four in the morning Steve”, Chad replied, then I noticed the blanket on the sofa and realized Chad was sleeping there. Chad took notice and said, Ian didn’t want me to drive home last night. We had a few drinks”. “Smart move”, I said. I was happy to see he wasn’t sleeping in Ian’s bed. “Well, I’m going to bed. Tomorrow’s going to be another long day”, I said. “I’m glad you’re ok. Hope the people who crashed are ok, too”, Chad said. “Thankfully they are”, I replied and then went in to bed. As I was getting undressed, I realized how difficult doing simple things was going to be. It took me several minutes to get my pants unbuttoned and I ended up just ripping what was left of my t-shirt off.

 I woke up to the smell of coffee. I noticed my bedroom door was part way open, then realized it was already nine o’clock. I climbed out of bed and managed to slide a robe on, realizing I’d have to figure out the getting dressed part later. As I walked out of my bedroom, Ian began yelling, “What did you do Steve? You could’ve been killed”! I was about to yell back when I realized he had tears running down his cheeks. “I’m ok Ian. Just a few burns. I’ll be fine in a couple days”, I assured him. “You might not have been. I could be mourning your death right now! You risked your life to save those kids”, Ian said and then ran to me and threw his arms around me and quietly said, “I’m so mad at you and so proud of what you did”. I smiled and noticed Chad grinning. “I’m so glad that I didn’t get any bruises or broken bones right now”, I said. Ian realized what I meant, broke his embrace, and stepped back. He smiled as he wiped the tears from his cheeks and said, “Sorry”, then added, “I guess you’re going to need me to hang out for a few more days and take care of you”.I couldn’t help but smile and said, “That would be greatly appreciated Ian. I smell coffee”.Ian sped around toward the kitchen, “Coming right up Steve”.“I tried to downplay what you said happened, but then that Dr. Green called and explained what had happened. He got so upset. It was all I could do to keep him from running into your bedroom this morning. He did open the door and looked in on you though. He said he wanted to make sure you were sleeping ok”, Chad said. I smiled. Ian still cares a lot for me even with the amnesia. Burns or not, I felt on top of the world right now. Ian returned with the largest coffee cup I had. It was only half full. I gave him a questioning look as I reached for it with my bandaged hands, “Only half a cup”? Ian laughed as I struggled to hold the cup, almost spilling some, “Now you see why it’s only half full”. I laughed with him. Chad began folding the blanket he had used on the sofa and said, “Do you need me to help you with anything Steve”? “No, thanks Chad. I think we’ll be ok”, I replied. “Ok. I appreciated allowing me to spend the night and know you need to get ready for the celebration, so I’m gonna take off. Take care of those burns”. “Thanks Chad. Like I told you; you’re welcome here any time and thanks for keeping Ian calmed down about this”. Chad smiled, “I’d say no problem, but he was a handful this morning”. I laughed as Chad closed the door behind him.

 I was barely able to hold on to the slice of pizza Ian made for lunch and it was a little embarrassing allowing Ian to dress me after I spent a half hour getting my boxer briefs crookedly on. Ian seemed to enjoy the whole thing, but also seemed to be proud to be able to help me. It was understood Ian would drive us over to Carl’s.

 When we arrived, Carl came out to greet us. As I struggled with the door handle, Carl came over and opened it for me. “Holy shit Steve! Ian told me a little of what happened, but I didn’t expect you to have your hands wrapped up like this”.I laughed, “It looks worse than it is Carl. They said I can remove them in a couple days”. “They said that they want to remove them in a couple days to see how you’re healing”, Ian corrected, looking at me sternly. I glanced at Carl with a sheepish grin. He laughed. We went in and were introduced to some of the other guests. I was sitting in the living room on the sofa. Ian had gone to get us a drink. Suddenly a girl comes in the room and immediately walks over, leans down and hugs me, “Thank you Mr. Andrews, from me and my dad”. I hugged her back, then said, “What are you thanking me for and who might you be”? She sat up next to me and smiled, “My name is Cindy and my dad told me how you helped him and forgave him for the accident”. A few weeks ago I’d have humored the girl and pretended to believe her. I knew better now, “You spoke with your dad after the accident”? Her expression grew sad as she said, “Yes. I was waiting for him to pick me up after school. He was late the day before and I had been angry with him”, a tear rolled down her cheek and I wiped it off, “All of a sudden, he was standing in front of me. I didn’t see his car. He told me he didn’t want to be late again, but wouldn’t be able to pick me up any more. He said my nanna and grampy would be coming for me soon. Then he told me about what you tried to do to save him, but that another man had died anyway. I felt so sad for my dad. Then he told me the man who died, and you had both forgiven him and he was so happy for that. He told me to take good care of mommy and my brothers and then he walked away. I miss him so much”, and then she buried her head in my chest and began to sob. I consoled her and said, “Bruce and I did forgive him. People make mistakes sometimes. Sometimes those mistakes cost a great deal. They are still worth forgiving and missing him so much means that you still hold him closely in your heart and as long as you hold him in your heart, he will always be with you”. Feeling a presence, I looked up to see both Ian and Catherine standing there with tears running down their cheeks. “Thanks Mr. Andrews, he’ll always be with me”, Cindy said and then looked up at me with a smile. I smiled back and then looked at Ian and Catherine, “Hi Catherine. You ok”?Catherine looked at Cindy and said, “Cindy, why don’t you check on your brothers while I speak with Mr. Andrews”?Cindy thanked me again and then headed outside. Catherine smiled and said, “Yeah. I’m good. It’s just what you told Cindy was so wonderful. Thank you again Steve”. “It was my pleasure. She’s a wonderful girl”, I said. I decided not to tell her what Cindy had told me about speaking with her father on the day of the accident.

 We were all gathering outside for the speeches when someone’s hand was placed on my right shoulder, “How’s the burns”? I turned to see Greg standing there. “Hi Greg. I wasn’t expecting to see you here today. The burns are ok. It’s these mittens that are the problem”, I replied. Just then two twin boys ran up and they each latched on to one of Greg’s legs and simultaneously said, “Uncle Greg”! He put an arm on each of their backs and smiled, “Meet my nephews, Greg and Davey”.They looked up at me grinning shyly. I was stunned. Yes, they were twins, but they also resembled both of their parents, Catherine and David. I looked back up to Greg, mouth wide open. Greg smiled and said, “David’s my brother”. “Why didn’t you tell me last night”, I asked. Greg kept smiling, “Because it wasn’t important then. What was important was what was happening last night. What you did last night Steve.” I felt my face flush, “I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. That’s all”.Greg looked at me and said, “Yeah, that’s all. You did exactly what the dispatcher told you to do right? Bullshit Steve!” Little Greg and Davey looked up at their uncle in surprise. “You never heard your uncle Greg say that boys, but you know what I mean Steve. If you hadn’t disobeyed the dispatcher, those kids would be dead right now. Just like with my brother, if you hadn’t sacrificed your own safety, many more people may be dead right now, not just Bruce and my brother”.Suddenly two young boys latched on to each of my legs. “I told you he was the one”, Davey said to Greg. “Thank you mister”, little Greg said looking up to me. Suddenly I was glad for the cotton mittens. They soaked up the tears very well. I looked over at Ian and he had the biggest smile on his face.

 Just then, there was a commotion to our left and Carl was stepping up to the mic. I was happy for the distraction. We all turned to Carl. Carl looked nervous as he began. He looked in my direction and I nodded to him. He smiled seeing the two young boys clutching my legs. “Thank you all for being here today. My Grandpa would be honored. There was some concern when some of you heard I’d invited David Janson’s family, but I was glad when you understood why. Everyone who knew my Grandpa would know he would have wanted this”. There was some cheering and Carl smiled. “Now I’d like to invite Catherine Janson up to say a few things”. Catherine walked up to the mic looking like she might be sick. She caught my eye and I nodded my encouragement to her. She smiled, took a deep breath and began, “Many of you here didn’t know David. Those of you who did, knew him as a kind and giving person, a loving husband and a dedicated father. It doesn’t excuse his actions on that day. He made a mistake. He didn’t want to disappoint his daughter two days in a row and made a bad decision as a result. I apologize for that for my husband’s mistake. If he hadn’t died, I assure you he would be in front of you today expressing his remorse for your loss. We all lost a great man on that day whether it be David or Bruce. After meeting Carl and learning about his grandfather Bruce, I wish I’d gotten to meet him. I’m sure he and David would have become great friends. I thank you for giving me this chance to speak to you today.”, Catherine walked away in tears. I met up with her toward the back of the house and hugged her. She cried on my shoulder and said, “I’m sorry. We shouldn’t have come. They must all hate us for what David did”. “No Catherine. You’re wrong. Didn’t you see the tears”, I began. “They were all so quiet”, she sobbed. “Yes, but Catherine, tears were flowing from their eyes and yet they were smiling because of your remembrance of David. Those were tears of forgiveness Catherine”. Then we heard a girl speaking. It was Cindy. She wasn’t scheduled to speak. She was telling everyone of her conversation with her father after the accident. I wasn’t sure that was a good thing, but everyone listened quietly and when Cindy had finished, everyone was clapping. As Catherine and I came back around the corner, I saw Greg with tears rolling down his cheeks. Cindy ran over and hugged her mom. When it was Carl’s turn to speak, he began by singing Amazing Grace which was not part of the plan, but everyone joined in. Carl reiterated that his Grandpa had forgiven David and that they were probably together looking down at the celebration they were having of their lives. The crowd cheered and it was so loud that I finally came to realize the massive crowd that was actually there. I was taking that all in when something Carl said brought me back to his speech. “and as Cindy said earlier, her father was thankful that a single driver of a car realized what was about to happen and slowed to allow him to get over, risking his own life in the process to save countless others”. Suddenly all eyes were on me. Fuck! That wasn’t the plan we’d made! Everyone began clapping and looking at me. I looked at Carl and he smiled and motioned for me to come up. This wasn’t supposed to be how it worked. I was just going to go over the sequence of what happened. Fuck! I smiled at Carl, truly pissed at him as I approached the mic. “I’m sure you’ve all heard this myth of some hero rushing in to save the world. In truth I was just someone in the right place to try and help someone out of a predicament and to stop what I saw as a potential disaster. I’m sure any of you would have done the same. This celebration is to celebrate the lives of two magnificent people in Bruce and David and the great people who they were, and they were both really great people”. ‘applause’ “I just hope that these two families will now form a bond in the selfless love that Bruce and David had shown and become close friends”. ‘more applause’ I’m now going to turn it on Carl since he totally pissed me off, “I further want to thank the real hero of that day who selfishly rushed to my side and covered my wound which kept me from bleeding out before the paramedics arrived. Even though his grandfather had died, he rushed up to assist me. Here’s your real hero folks”. ‘cheers and applause’ I looked at Carl grinning. His big smile caught me off guard as he approached the mic, “Thank you everyone for being here tonight. Yes, there’s a lot to celebrate. Two great lives and I’m sure they’re both looking down on us and are proud of us. Through tragedy, we’ve forged bonds of friendship. We’ve also witnessed selfless heroism and we celebrate that as well as my Grandpa would have felt obligated to do. Sometimes though, what some perceive as heroism is just an opportunity to help the hero save even more lives. That’s me. I’m the sidekick. Anyone ask Steve why the gauze boxing gloves”, Carl asked, and I looked at him confused? Suddenly a video of last night’s news was projected on one of the white walls of the house. Four teens had been saved by a passer-by. I hadn’t seen the helicopter above us, but there was a shot of me talking to Greg and walking to his emergency vehicle. Fuck! I never saw that coming and then noticed Greg grinning over at me. Fuck! Carl smiled over at me and then concluded, “So. We’re here today to celebrate two awesome lives that we lost to tragedy but are also here to celebrate the lives of those who would sacrifice themselves to save others. Thank you all for coming. We have a large dinner prepared and it’s ready to be served. Let’s eat”. Lots of applause and yelling ensued. The mood had turned from somber to celebratory.

 I sat down next to Ian for the dinner and he was all smiles. “What”, I asked. “nothing”, he replied. The salads were served first. I tried to pick up the salad fork and realized it wasn’t happening. I was going to starve. Ian was looking at me with that mischievous glint in his eye. He forked some salad onto his fork and brought it to my mouth and fed it to me. Oh, that’s how it’s going to be, I thought. Feed the invalid. Ian was smiling as he fed me a mouthful and then took a bite himself. “You’re enjoying this far too much”, I said to him. Ian giggled. My heart melted, “You can’t feed yourself right now, so let me help you. I really want to do this for you, and besides, you can repay me later”, he said with his mischievous grin. At that moment, I planned his murder or at least torture by tickling. We ate, or in reality, he fed me dinner and then we all just gathered outside talking. Some of the other family members talked about their family, the loss and even the friendship of the other family which gave me a good feeling. Eventually, the night came to a close and the crowd was thinning.

 As Caroline and her kids were preparing to leave, I said, “You and your family are welcome any time. I’d love to have your sons and daughter over to swim in the pool.”, I said to her. She thanked me and we traded numbers. Greg walked up then and I said, “You had something to do with that video, didn’t you”? He just grinned and said, “I’m glad to have met you Steve. Any chance in talking you into joining the Fire Rescue Squad”? I laughed and said, “Not at this point. I think I’ve had enough of this for now” He laughed and told me he understood. We traded numbers and said he’d keep in touch. He wasn’t done trying to get me to join the squad.I said goodbye to everyone, and Ian and I headed home.

 Every time I glanced over toward Ian, he was grinning. “What!”, I asked? He just giggled, making my cock throb. He replied, “You were so caught off guard tonight”. I had to admit he was right and said, “Yeah I was. I think I was set up” He giggled, my heart melted, and he said, “We were so ahead of you”.Then I realized he was in on the whole thing. “You’re going to pay for that”, I said. “With your cotton boxing gloves”, Ian replied. “You are so going to pay for this”, I told him. Ian just kept grinning the whole ride home.

 When we arrived home, we were both pretty tired, but Ian decided to make us a nightcap. For some reason, I decided to sit on the sofa instead of my recliner. Ian came in with the drinks, mine in a huge cup so I could hold it, and sat down next to me. I elbowed him in the side and said, “As soon as I get these mittens off, I’m going to slowly torture you to death by tickling. You do realize that right”? Ian giggled and said, “I’m not sure there’s ever been a death by tickling”. “Then you’ll be the first”, I replied, then added, “By the way, thanks for all the help tonight. I can’t wait to get these mittens off tomorrow. Everything’s impossible when you don’t have the use of your hands”. “Remember that the next time you come upon a car wreck. I know I’m wasting my breath because you’d do the exact same thing the next time”, Ian said. He was right. We sat there in silence then, just enjoying our closeness. A little while later I felt Ian’s head move against my shoulder. He’d fallen asleep. Not wanting to wake him, I sat back and drifted off myself.

 Around four in the morning I woke up. Ian was still next to me, but he was now laying against the arm of the sofa and he seemed to be having a bad dream. I saw a tear run down his cheek and decided to wake him. I reached over and gently touched his shoulder and eventually shook it.

 Ian was in a car. Steve was driving. Everything seemed great. He kept looking over at Steve and couldn’t stop smiling. He was in love with him and was so happy. He was looking forward to getting home and seeing Steve’s place for the first time. They were going to spend the whole weekend together. Suddenly Steve’s hand touched his shoulder as Steve yelled, “Hang on”! A car was passing them in the oncoming lane and Steve was suddenly braking. Steve was trying to give the car room to get over. Then the rear of the car slammed into them. “Steve”!

 Ian jumped awake yelling, “Steve”! “It’s ok Ian. I’m here. You were just having a bad dream”, I reassured him. Suddenly Ian jumped into my arms and began kissing me and crying at the same time.I didn’t know what to do or what was happening. Ian then pulled away from me, tears streaming down his cheeks, “Why didn’t you tell me Steve. Why”? I was confused, “Why didn’t I tell you what? What is it Ian”? “Why didn’t you tell me about us Steve. I remember it all now”, Ian said. It hit me like a brick wall. I wrapped my arms around him in a tight embrace, “Oh my god Ian. I’m so glad. Finally. I thought you might never get it back. Thank god. I love you so much”, and now we were both bawling our eyes out. We stayed in the embrace for a while before Ian again asked me, “Why didn’t you tell me Steve”? “Ian, I wanted to so badly, but I thought if you didn’t remember on your own, there might always be some doubt about whether I was being honest with you. I always held out hope and for a while I thought I might be losing you”, I tried to explain. Ian pulled back, now smiling, “Losing me? To whom”? I just grinned, embarrassed to say. “Chad? You were jealous of Chad”, Ian said almost gleefully! “Well, it’s not like you weren’t having sex with him”, I said defensively. “Well, we both had sex with Ryan, but I wasn’t in love with him. Were you?”, he teased. “Maybe”, I teased back. He smacked my arm, “Ow, Fuck! That hurt”, I yelled. It was my left arm. The one with the burns. “Oh shit! I’m sorry Steve”, Ian said and gently touched my right hand which was now on my left arm. I smiled at him, “It’s ok. I guess I deserved that one”. “You did, but I should have hit the right one instead”, Ian said grinning. We leaned toward each other and kissed again and began making up for lost time. When Ian eventually broke the kiss, he was looking at me with that familiar mischief in his eyes. He began undressing me, slowly, methodically. Each button opening was sensual. He leaned in and began kissing and licking the nape of my neck and then worked his way down to my nipples. I clumsily rubbed his back with my gauze mittens, cursing my present predicament. It wasn’t bothering Ian as he was now working his way to my stomach. The tip of his tongue found my belly button and he began darting it in and out of my innie. My steel hard cock was pressing against his neck, smearing it with precum while he worked my belly button. Ian looked up at me and grinned as he bypassed my needy cock and went for my nut sack. He licked my balls and sucked them in his mouth one at a time. He was intentionally driving me crazy, avoiding my throbbing cock which was oozing precum in a puddle on my abs . He looked up at me again with that grin. “You are such a tease”, I said to him. “I learned that from you”, he said and then he finally began licking my shaft like a lollipop. Each time he licked up, he would stop before reaching the corona. My head was about to explode, “Ian! Enough already”! He looked up at me with that glint in his eyes and then bent down and scooped up the puddle of precum from my abs with his tongue. He washed it around in his mouth and then said, “Mmmm. I’ve missed that distinct flavor of yours”. Then he finally brought his mouth over my cock, “Oh fuck yes Ian”! Ian bobbed up and down on my cock and played with my balls for a while. I made a feeble attempt at pulling off his t-shirt, but it was an absolute fail. Ian must have realized what I was attempting and giggled while on my cock. The extra vibration caused my cock to jump. “Fuck! That feels so fuckin’ good Ian. You’re getting me close. How about I get a turn”, I suggested. Ian didn’t skip a beat and actually began speeding up. “Shit! Ian! I’m gonna cum”, I yelled out! Ian stayed on me as my cock erupted in his mouth, flooding it with my seed. Ian kept his mouth on my cock even after I was finished cumming. Eventually he pulled off and moved up to lean in for a kiss. I grinned and darted my tongue out and licked off the cum which was hanging in the corner of his mouth, “Missed a drop”. He smiled and the leaned in for a kiss. We snowballed my cum back and forth for a while before we each swallowed some. As we broke the kiss, Ian finally yanked off his t-shirt. “Why don’t we move this into the bedroom”, I suggested. “Mine or yours”, Ian asked. I grinned and replied, “Ours”.

 We walked to the bedroom with Ian shedding clothes as we went, “Not like you’re going to be able to take them off for me”, he said grinning. Once we got through the door, Ian slid down his dark red Andrew Christian briefs. As he was bent over, I slapped him with a gauze-covered hand, “Damn, gauze just isn’t the same as skin”. “I don’t know, that pat on the butt felt kind of nice”, Ian said grinning. As he turned, I quickly dropped down on my knees, grabbed him around his waist and then bit his right butt cheek. “Ow! That hurt”, Ian yelped! As he turned to face me, I planted my face in his crotch and began slathering his nut sack. His rigid cock was smearing precum on my forehead as I worked his balls in my mouth. Ian playfully began tapping his cock on my forehead, spattering some of his precum across it. I grinned up at him and in one move, had my mouth around the head of his cock. As I slid down over it, he removed his fingers allowing me to swallow the entire shaft and bury my nose in his dark pubic bush. I worked his cock as if I’d never have the chance to again. I had missed my muscle pup and now I had him back. I felt his legs trembling and knew he was getting close. I slowly pushed him back until he was against the bed and then pushed him back onto it. I then continued working on his cock until I was rewarded with a mouthful of his creamy seed. I swallowed most of it but saved some to share with Ian. Once I was convinced I had milked out all of his cum, I pulled of his still rigid shaft and climbed on top of him and met my lips to his. We swapped his cum back and forth until it had been consumed by the both of us. We continued invading each other’s mouth with our tongues as I began grinding my hard shaft in his crotch. Suddenly he wrapped his arms around me and rolled me beneath him. I laughed at his take charge attitude. Then he began rubbing my hard shaft in the crevasse between those two melons. Fuck! I love those two hard globes. I looked up into his grinning face, “You know I’m going to ride this thing raw right”? My mouth couldn’t find the words, so I just nodded and grinned. I reached back behind me and located a tube of lube and handed it to him. He applied some to my cock and then spread it up and down my shaft before applying some to his eager hole. He moved his slick crack up and down my shaft for a bit before maneuvering himself over it. I jumped when I felt the tip of my cock touch the hot tight entrance to his nether region. He inhaled sharply as he slid down taking the head of my cock into him, then he slowly lowered himself down until he was seated on my pelvis. I loved the look on his face as he began riding up and down on my shaft. His eyes were all but rolled to the top of his head and his mouth was open, but with a smile. “Fuck Ian. I missed you so much”, I said watching the beautiful face above me in ecstasy. I began pushing up into him as he lowered down onto me. The slapping sound of crotch into butt cheeks and heavy breathing filled the room. We were both sweating from the exertion and lust of our lovemaking. His hard cock slapping my stomach adding to the noise. I caused us to slow several times edging us to make it last. Each time I did, he grinned, knowing what I was doing. Suddenly, “Fuck! I’m cumming Steve”! His cock exploded all over. He nailed the headboard, my hair, face and chest with a huge load, considering he had just cum not long before. His spasming hole and orgasm brought me over the edge as well and I sent my seed into his depths. “Yes Steve. Fill me with your seed. Breed me Steve. I love you so much. Make me yours”, Ian cried out as he felt me unload inside him. As my orgasm slowly subsided, I looked up into his flushed face and said, “I love you too my little muscle pup”. He giggled at that nickname and then slowly lowered down, resting his face on my chest and the cum that covered it. “I’ve missed this so much and to think for the last few weeks didn’t even know it. But I do want you to know, even though I didn’t remember, us, I still couldn’t keep my eyes off you, and I kept having dreams of you the whole time”. I felt myself tearing up, “I’m not sure what to say.It was breaking my heart. I couldn’t tell you, but at the same time, I was terrified I might lose you”.“It’s ok Steve. We’re back together now”, Ian said. I smiled at my fortunes, then said, “Speaking of which, we should get cleaned up before we are literally stuck together. I really don’t want to have to explain to Dr. Green why he needed to separate the two of us like Siamese twins”. The sound of Ian’s giggling and the vibration of it on my chest caused my still stiff cock to unload another city of babies inside Ian. He giggled even louder, “Holy shit Steve”! “Couldn’t help it. That cute giggle of yours does more to me than just melt my heart”, I said. Ian giggled some more and said,” It’s a good thing I can’t get pregnant or I’d be growing a China-sized city inside me right now. I feigned surprise, “You mean all that seed is going to waste”? Ian’s head popped up and his hand slapped down om my chest, “Bastard”, he said grinning. He then slowly slid off me and I said, “Let’s get cleaned up. It’s already after seven. We’ve been at it for three hours”. I said, “That’s not near long enough after weeks of not having you”. “Hopefully we’ll have a long time to make up for it”, I said then added, “We better get moving. My appointment’s for ten thirty and we haven’t had breakfast yet”. “At least we had our protein shakes”, Ian replied.

End of Chapter 12