An Unexpected Turn

Signs and Secrets

I went to sleep almost as soon as my head hit the pillow. It had been a long day. I was almost back to being myself again, physically anyway. Emotionally my heart was still broken. Would Ian eventually get his memory back? If not, would he end up getting with Chad? I now liked Chad, but I don’t know if I could handle the two of them being around as a couple.

I was in the motel room with Ryan and Ian. We were on the bed and Ryan was fucking Ian on his back and I was behind Ryan sinking my cock into him. We were really going at it and suddenly Ryan turned back toward me, but it turned out to be Chad instead of Ryan. He said, “I’m going to breed your boy. Make him mine”. I began slamming into him and angrily said, “Not if I breed you first”! Chad’s eyes widened and then he grinned at me and said, “Yeah Steve. Breed me. Own my ass”! I began really slamming into him, then he yelled, “Fuck! I’m gonna cum”! “No! Fuck”, I thought as I felt Chad’s hole spasming around my cock. He had won. He had bred my Ian. He pushed back onto my cock, riding it and I emptied my seed inside him. As my cock throbbed one last time depositing the last of my seed in Chad, he turned back to me and smiled, “I really wanted a threesome with you and Ian”. I pulled out of him somewhat confused by his statement, but then noticed as he pulled his cock from Ian, he had a condom on. I was even more confused. Chad climbed from the bed and walked into the bathroom and I turned my confused eyes to Ian. He was smiling and said, “I only bareback with you Steve. Remember? I love you Steve”. I was suddenly terrified! Ian was telling me he loved me and would only bareback with me and I had just barebacked Chad! Fuck!

I woke up soaked in sweat. I threw the covers off and realized I had once again unloaded my cum in my boxer briefs. Fuck! It was just a dream or was it a nightmare? I wasn’t really sure which. It had seemed so real. My fears were manifesting themselves in my dreams. Ian had assured me he loved me. I, on the other hand, had unprotected sex with his friend Chad. Something I would never do, but that was the dream. I’m so fucked up! My fear of losing Ian was putting a strain on me emotionally. Chad’s words echoed through my mind. Were they nothing more than the manifestation of my fear of losing Ian to Chad? I needed to clear my head.

I showered and threw on some shorts and walked out to make some coffee. Ian was just coming out of the common bathroom in a towel. “Morning. I’m going to make some coffee. Want a cup”, I asked? Ian gave me a sheepish grin and said, “Sure. Thanks”. He stepped into the guest room as I continued on into the kitchen. I had just poured us each a cup when Ian entered and sat down at the counter. “The week’s almost over”, he said. His voice sounded sad, like he didn’t want it to end. “Yeah, it is. It went so fast”, I said, then added, “I really appreciate you volunteering to stay with me, so they allowed me to get out of the hospital”.  “No problem Steve. Actually, it seemed almost like a vacation for me instead of being here to look out for you”. I smiled at him as I handed him his coffee, “You’re welcome here any time Ian. You know that, right”? Ian smiled, “Thanks. I’m still trying to remember things, so I guess we’re both still recovering”, and with that he gave me a questioning look. I couldn’t give him the answers he was looking for without seeming selfish, so I moved the conversation in a different direction, “You’re staying through the weekend, right”? “I hadn’t thought about it, but if you’d like, I could”, Ian responded. I sensed an enthusiastic tone in his response but wasn’t sure if it was just wishful thinking. I wanted to tell him that I’d like him to stay forever, but instead said, “It would work out for both of us since we have the thing at Carl’s on Saturday, we could go there together”.  “Sounds like a plan”, Ian said smiling. “How about some blueberry pancakes for breakfast? I also have fresh strawberries to top them with”, I asked? “Sounds great. Can I help”, Ian replied? “Sure”, I said. I mixed up the batter and mixed in the fresh blueberries while Ian cleaned and chopped the strawberries. We worked well together at more than just work, it seemed, and the close contact with Ian had me energized more than I had been in weeks. At one point I had stepped up behind him to get some plates from the cabinet above Ian. At the same point, he had moved back to open the drawer in front of him. The result was his hard globes contacting my crotch. We both froze. I felt my cock twitch and quickly moved back, “Sorry, I was about to grab a couple plates”. Ian giggled and said, “I needed a fork from the drawer”. Warm tingling. My heart melted. I tried to will my cock into submission to no avail, so I tried to conceal my hardness as well as I could. We ate breakfast and discussed our plans for the day. Ian was going to the gym and to check on his house. We’d have lunch here and then later have dinner at a restaurant. After we got home, we had some drinks while watching a movie. I wanted to join him on the sofa and cuddle so badly. It seemed every time I glanced his way, he was turning his head away from me. Apparently, neither one of us was interested in the movie. I had just been debating whether to refill our drinks and then to take a seat next to Ian when I realized the ending credits were streaming on the screen. Ian said, “I think I’m going to head to bed”. “Oh, uh, yeah, I guess I should too”, I replied. I was both cursing myself for not making a move sooner and also questioning whether I had read Ian wrong.

Once asleep, Ian dreamed he was showering in a strange bathroom with someone else. He had his back turned to them while they caressed his body with soapy hands. As the hands reached around his body soaping up his chest, Ian felt the steely hard cock pressing tightly against the crevasse between his buns. He pushed back against its hardness. Ian reached up, placing his hands on the shower wall and said, “Fuck me”, and then turned back seeing it was Steve behind him. Steve said, “I’ll go get a condom”. Ian replied, “I want you in me without one”. Ian felt the penetration and soon Steve was fucking him. Suddenly he was blasting his cum against the shower wall never having touched his own cock.

Ian sprung awake. The dream felt so real. He had once again soaked his briefs in cum. This dream was different than the others. The others had involved Chad in the beginning and seemed like bizarre wet dreams. This one seemed so realistic.

I fell asleep with difficulty. Hopes and doubts running through my head. When I finally did get to sleep, it was restless. I had a nightmare of reliving the crash. Seeing Ian’s head crashing into and breaking the window in his door. “Ian”, I screamed! I awoke sitting upright in bed sweating. Suddenly my bedroom door flew open, and Ian entered with a frightened look on his face, “Steve, are you ok”? I replied, “Yes. I’m ok.  Just a bad dream”. “I heard you yell my name and ran in to check on you”, Ian said and then realizing he was standing there in his cum soaked briefs, covered them with his hands and turned red. I noticed his situation and smiled, “Seems at least one of us had a good dream”. “Um, yeah I’m going to get in the shower”, Ian said then turned and walked out. I hoped I hadn’t embarrassed him too much. I went into my own bathroom and took a shower as well, washing off the sweat from my nightmare.

As we ate breakfast, Ian asked, “Mind if Chad comes over later”? “No, not at all. It’s actually a good idea since I have to go over to Carl’s and go over some things with him”, I said, half meaning it. “Oh, I forgot about that. Are you sure you don’t need me to go with? I haven’t asked Chad about coming over yet”, Ian said. “That’s ok. You don’t need to come with only to be bored to death while Carl and I go over the plans for Saturday. Invite Chad over and have a good time”, I said, not really meaning it.

The drive to Carl’s only took about twenty minutes, but it gave me time to think about the past few days. I decided to let things play out with Ian and deal with whatever comes, but also came to the conclusion that if the situation came up as it had seemed it had last night, that I would go for it.

I drove up the driveway to Carl’s house. It was a fairly large, but older Victorian with an addition which included a two-car garage. As I got out of the car, Carl came out to greet me, “Thanks for coming over. Come on in and I’ll show you around”. As we walked in, I said, “Nice place”. “Nothing like yours, but it is home. I need to redecorate at some point, but it will be hard since it reminds me of Grandpa and Grandma”, Carl said with a bit of sadness. “It gives the place character”, I replied. We walked through the house as Carl showed me around. It turned out that along with the garage, the additions were an enlarged upstairs and downstairs bathroom as well as an additional bathroom for the master bedroom with all modern fixtures which stood in contrast to the rest of the house. Carl made sure to show me the picture of his grandmother on the wall in the master bedroom and the safe hidden behind it. It was exactly as I had imagined it would be after Carl had explained it. After the tour, we headed down to the living room to discuss the plans. On our way down, Carl asked, “Do you like Stromboli”? “Sure. Italian, cheesesteak or what”, I asked? “Whichever you like as long as you’re ok with me ordering delivery for dinner”, Carl said. “I’m fine with that. It’ll give us more time to discuss your plans and it doesn’t matter on which except I’m not a big fan of mushrooms”, I replied. Carl laughed and said, “I hate mushrooms, so that won’t be a problem”. Carl ordered the Stromboli, an Italian and a cheesesteak, and we sat down to discuss the next day’s celebration.

Carl began, “Since I decided to include David’s family, I thought I’d have Catherine speak first. I thought if she talked about David as a father and husband, it would make it difficult for anyone to harbor hatred in their heart for the mistake he made on that day”. I reached out and put a hand on Carl’s shoulder and with a tear in my eye told him, “Your grandparents raised an awesome grandson Carl. They would be very proud of you right now”.  Carl smiled as a tear rolled down his cheek, “Thanks Steve. That means a lot coming from you”.  We decided to not have the children speak. They had been through enough. Carl would speak after David’s parents and then some of Bruce’s other relatives. Carl then looked at me and said, “I need to ask you this, but it’s your decision, but would you be willing to speak about the accident and everything that happened. I mean without the part of talking to my grandpa”? I smiled and said, “It would be my honor as long as you don’t think it would open the wounds back up and yeah, I’m still having trouble with the reality of talking to Bruce and seeing he and David. It is still pretty unbelievable, and I lived it”. We finished with the plans just as the Stromboli arrived.

We ate and then hung out in the dining room for a while. Carl then grabbed us a beer and we went into the living room and sat next to each other on the sofa. Carl said he still hadn’t sat in either of the armchairs since his grandpa passed and I wasn’t going to be disrespectful. Somewhere along the way, the conversation shifted, and Carl said, “Thanks for coming over and helping with the plans with just the two of us considering…”. “Considering what”, I asked? “Considering you realize I’m gay and”, he began. “Why should that make a difference? Besides, you’d be surprised”, I interrupted. “What do you mean? Surprised by what”, Carl asked?  I looked him in the eyes and said, “I don’t like labels, but if I wore one, it would be Bi. I’ve been with both sexes Carl. Recently it’s been only guys”. Carl’s eyes widened as he said, “No way! You’re serious right? You’re not just messin’ with my head”? “No Carl. I wouldn’t do that to you. I’m serious”, I replied. “Wow. You just blew my mind. Does Ian know? What kind of guys do you like”, Carl kept asking questions without waiting for answers? Finally he stopped and looked at me smiling, “What? Oh, sorry”.  I laughed and said, “Catch your breath Carl. First off I like guys around my age, in decent shape and with a good sense of humor. As far as Ian knowing. He did, but now with the amnesia, he hasn’t a clue”. Carl looked at me questioningly, “Why haven’t you told him. Maybe jog his memory back”? “I can’t”, I said. “Why not? If he knew before, why would it be an issue now”, Carl asked, confused? I tried to explain, “How do you tell someone that we were in love with each other before they lost their memory without it sounding selfish or manipulative”? Carl looked surprised, “You mean you and Ian? Ian’s gay too? Wow! I see your point now. That really sucks. I’m sorry. You must feel heartbroken”. “Heartbroken is an understatement, but I have to let things play out and hope he gets his memory back soon, before..”, I stopped, choked up at the next thought. “You mean you think Ian’s seeing someone else”, Carl asked?  “I’m sure of it, but that’s not necessarily an issue”, I said. Carl looked at me like I was insane, “What do you mean that’s not necessarily an issue”? I explained, “Ian and I had sex for the first time when we were on our job assignment a couple weeks ago. That’s when he had found out that I liked guys as well. I had accidentally caught him with a friend of his less than a week before. Anyway, we caught another kid spying on us and ended up having a three-way with him, all wearing condoms of course. It was after that, Ian and I were taking a shower together when I found out how he felt about me. I think it was the best moment in my life as I felt the same about him. It was the first unprotected sex either one of us had.  He gave me a promise to only have unprotected sex with me. We were going to have an open relationship and have sex with other people, mostly together, but not exclusively. There is, or was, trust between us as one can only have when you love someone so deeply”, tears were now running down my cheeks. Carl handed me a tissue, “I’m so sorry”. I wiped away my tears and smiled, “Thanks. It’s ok. I have a feeling things will turn out ok”.  Carl smiled back and said, “I hope so. You and Ian would make a really cute couple. I’m not sure I’m your type, but since you guys are having an open relationship, I wouldn’t mind being in one of your threesomes”. I laughed at his last comment, then said, “You’re definitely my type. Once Ian gets his memory back, I’m sure we’d both love to share a bed with you”. “Really? That would be amazing, but I really don’t have any experience with guys. I might embarrass myself”, Carl said after giving it some thought.  “you’re kidding. How do you even know you’re gay if you haven’t done anything with another guy”, I asked? He gave me a sheepish grin and said, “Well, about a year ago I stayed overnight with this kid Josh, on our swim team. He’d asked me several times, but I always found an excuse to say no. This time Grandpa was there and said he thought it was a great idea. I couldn’t make up a lie to get out of it that time, so I said yes”. “Didn’t you like the kid”, I asked? “That wasn’t the problem. I did like the kid, a lot and that was the problem”, Carl responded. He could tell I was confused; I was afraid to sleep in bed next to him. I was afraid I might chub up and he’d see and might spread it around to the guys on the team or worse, the whole school”. I grinned and said, “Yeah, I had the same concerns when I was your age about being outed”. Carl continued, “Anyway, we had fun all evening playing video games and talking about the swim team and our matches. When we were getting ready to go to bed, I got worried, but when Josh pulled his pants off, I noticed his dick was pointing straight out in front of him tenting his underwear. I didn’t say anything, and I started to get stiff as well, but not like him. We laid down in bed side by side, but he didn’t cover up. He just looked over at me. I was staring at the tent in his underwear. He let out a nervous laugh and said it happens to him all the time. Then he asked me if I jerk off a lot. I got embarrassed and said sometimes. He asked me if I wanted to jerk off with him so he could get rid of his boner. He said he always did it in bed but would only do it if I did it with him. By now I was as stiff as he was, so I said ok, but he had to go first. He pulled off his underwear right away and there was his hard dick right in front of me. It looked pretty much like my own, but his pubes were darker than mine since he had dark brown hair. I just stared at it, but then he said it was my turn. I slid off my underwear and my own dick sprang out. He looked at it and said I had a nice one. It was a little longer than his, but other than that pretty much the same. We were both cut, but now mine was leaking precum. He gave his a few strokes and soon a drop of precum formed at the tip of his dick too”. I listened quietly recalling my own teen adventures with boys. He continued, Josh began pumping on his dick while looking at me and urging me on. I started pumping on my own. We were watching each other pump away on our dicks when he asked me if I had ever felt another guy’s dick. I shook my head no. I couldn’t talk because I was in a trance watching him pump his own dick. He said he hadn’t either then he asked if I wanted to try it. Before I could even answer, he pushed my hand off my dick and grabbed it in his. I felt like I was going to cum when he touched me. He pulled my hand on to his own dick and as soon as I grabbed it, I shot cum harder than I ever had before. He kept pumping me and cheered me on and soon I felt his dick get harder and he suddenly shot cum so high I couldn’t believe it. I had to pull his hand off my dick because it was too sensitive, and he kept wanting to keep pumping on it. We were both covered in cum, some of it each other’s. I stayed at his house several more times and we’d always do that. The last time he asked if we could try sucking each other, and my mouth watered thinking about it, but I was afraid and said next time. I regretted that because his family moved to a different state and there was no next time”. I noticed he’d gotten hard while telling his story. His eyes grew wide and his mouth flew open when he felt my hand grab his hard cock. I smiled and then leaned in and brought my mouth to his. He clumsily tried to kiss me back. He definitely had a lot to learn. I pulled back and asked, “Am I being too forward”?  He shook his head no and said, “Let’s go upstairs”, and then got up. I followed him up to his room and as soon as we got in, he began to remove his shirt. I stopped him, “Let me do that”, I said. I slowly unbuttoned his shirt the rest of the way. I could tell by his look that he would have rather had me rip it off of him. I slowly slid his undershirt over his head. As warm as it was, I wondered why he was wearing one. Once his torso was bare, I leaned in and kissed him. He returned it better than the first time. He apparently learns quickly. I broke from his lips and went for the nape of his neck and began planting kisses there. Carl began breathing heavily and squirming as I slowly worked down to his sensitive nipples, licking them and periodically nipping at them which caused him to squirm more and jump at the shock. His hands were combing through my hair as I slowly moved down to his belly button, darting my tongue in and out and swirling it around. “Oh fuck”, Carl groaned. I grinned as I lowered down further and noticed the wet spot in his pants. I opened the buckle of his belt and pulled it loose, then opened the front of his pants. His bulge was prominently pushing out through the fabric of his briefs. They were white BVD’s and his cock was visible through the thin cloth. The wet spot in his BVD’s was much larger than the one in his pants. I pushed his pants down around his ankles and had him step out of them.  I then leaned in and brought my mouth over the end of his cock and the wet spot and bit down slightly. “Oh my god! You’re driving me crazy”, Carl exclaimed! I chewed up and down his shaft through the fabric of his briefs as he shuddered and groaned above me. His legs began to shake. I pulled back and slid his briefs down, “Climb onto the bed before you fall over”, I said smiling. He did as I said, grinning, “You’re giving me sensations I’ve never felt before”. “Good. I want you to enjoy your first time”, I said. I noticed his cock still throbbing as he laid in front of me. I pulled off my own t-shirt and removed my shoes, socks and then my shorts. I left my blue Calvin Klein boxer briefs on as I climbed onto the bed. I leaned down and began licking up and down the length of his shaft. It jumped each time I reached the tip. Then I started lapping at his balls, making them wet with my saliva. I pulled each one into my mouth and sucked on it. “Holy shit! Oh fuck! Oh my God”, Carl groaned! I released his balls and again began licking the length of his throbbing shaft. A large puddle of precum had already leaked onto his stomach. As I reached the tip this time, I paused and then leaned down and lapped up the precum. Then I moved up and brought my mouth to his and kissed him. Inserting my tongue into his mouth, I allowed him to taste his own precum. His eyes widened in surprise. I then broke the kiss and moved back down to his still throbbing and precum-leaking cock. I brought my mouth over it this time and began sliding up and down its length. “Oh fuck! Oh fuuuuck! Fuck! I’m gonna…”, he yelled! Blast after blast of cum shot into my mouth as if he’d stored it up for years. The noises he was now making were no longer words, just sounds and exclamations. As his cock finally slowed its blasts, his voice quieted but his heaving chest continued as he struggled to catch his breath. As I pulled off of his still throbbing cock and looked up at him, he had a look of shock on his face. He suddenly said, “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to…”. I just grinned and some of his cum ran down to my chin. I leaned down and brought our lips together once more and he frantically kissed me back, tasting the cum I hadn’t swallowed. Hell, he came so much I couldn’t swallow it all. Eventually I broke the kiss and asked him, “So, did you enjoy your first blowjob”? Carl began laughing hard. I began to wonder if he was ok. As his laughter died down, he looked at me and said, “Oh my god yes! It was awesome! Thank you so much. I don’t think I’ve ever cum so much in my life”, he exclaimed! “You’re telling me. I couldn’t swallow it fast enough”, I replied. “Let me catch my breath and I’ll try to return the favor”, he said, still breathing heavily. “Relax”, I said, “Just enjoy the moment”. I then moved up and laid next to him. After a few minutes I realized his breathing had slowed. I looked over to see he was sound asleep. I smiled and closed my own eyes. An hour later I awoke. Carl was still sound asleep. I got dressed and left him a note that I’d see him tomorrow and then headed back home.

When Chad showed up, he and Ian ordered pizza. They munched out then drank a beer before jumping in the pool without suits. They horsed around, dunking each other, mostly Ian dunking Chad and eventually climbed out to dry on lounge chairs. Chad glanced over at Ian sprawled out on the chair, eyes closed with his flaccid cock nestled in his dark pubic bush. Chad got up and walked over in front of Ian and crouched down onto his knees. As he leaned in toward Ian’s crotch, he heard Ian ask, “What are you up to”? “Nothin’. Just didn’t want these two eggs and this little birdie to get sunburned”, Chad replied. Ian giggled and said, “I’m sure that’s the reason, but the birdie won’t get sunburn if he’s safely inside a warm moist cavern right”? Chad grinned up at Ian and said, “Nope and it looks like this little birdie is growing up fast”, and then brought his mouth over Ian’s now stiffening cock. Chad worked on Ian’s cock for a while before Ian grabbed the sides of his head and stopped him, “Yo dude. I’m getting close. Let me take a turn so that butt of yours doesn’t get sunburned”. Chad looked up at Ian grinning, “I’m glad you’re watching out for my butt dude”. “All the time”, Ian replied giggling. They switched places and Ian went to town on Chad’s cock and balls, getting them slick and shiny with his saliva. Soon Ian was pumping his mouth on Chad’s stiff rod getting closer each time to bury his nose in Chad’s pubic bush. Ian choked and coughed periodically, having not perfected deep-throating as of yet, but he persisted. Soon a wet finger was playing at Chad’s tight pucker and Chad gasped as it entered him. Ian was rewarded by a flood of precum from Chad which encouraged him to add a second finger. After a couple minutes Chad put his hands on Ian’s head and said, “You’re going to make me cum. I want you inside me now”! Ian pulled off Chad’s cock grinning, “Want to go inside”? Chad looked at Ian, his eyes full of lust, “No! Right here! Right now”! Ian giggled at Chad’s desperation, and said, “I like the idea of doing it out here too, but I gotta get condoms and some lube first”. “I don’t need that. Your spit will do. I don’t want a condom. I want it raw”, Chad said. As much as Ian liked the idea, he said, “I do”, and went inside to retrieve them. Ian quickly emerged from the house and with his stiff cock pointing the way, returned to Chad who already had his legs in the air playing with his own hole in anticipation. Ian quickly slid on a condom and lubed his shaft, then rubbed some of the lube on and into Chad’s twitching pucker. “Get it in me now”, Chad demanded desperately! Ian grinned at his friend’s lustful pleading and began rubbing the tip of his cock in Chad’s crevasse. “Please”, Chad begged. Ian then pushed against the tight pucker and forced the head past the tight ring. Ian looked at Chad and saw the face of need, contentment and slowly fed him the rest of his shaft until he was pushed up tightly against him. Ian began slowly taking short strokes back and forth and then longer ones as Chad grunted and moaned and coaxed Ian on, “Yeah. Fuck me Ian! Fuck my hole. Fuck yeah! That’s the spot! Oh, fuck yes”!  Ian’s solid globes flexed as he pumped in and out of Chad, speeding up and then slowing down the pace. He couldn’t recall where he’d learned how to do that, but he knew that it drove his partner crazy and that thought thrilled him. Every time Chad tried to grab his own cock to begin stroking, Ian would slap it away. Ian knew he couldn’t hold out much longer, but he was determined to hold out for as long as he could. Suddenly Chad cried out, “Fuck! Oh my god! I’m gonna cum! Fuck!”, Chad’s balls tightened and his cock pulsed as jets of cum blasted over his head, all over his face and gradually pumping onto his chest.  The spasming of Chad’s hole as he came brought Ian over the edge. “Fuck! I’m going to cum”, he announced. “Cum on me Ian. Shoot your cum on me”, Chad commanded. Ian quickly pulled out of Chad and ripped off the condom. No sooner had he dropped the condom on the deck, his cock began firing streams of cum onto Chad’s face, chest and crotch, “Oh fuck”, Ian said as his orgasm subsided. Ian’s legs felt rubbery and he slowly climbed on top of Chad sandwiching the massive amounts of cum between them. Their mouths joined in a passionate kiss, tasting the cum running down Chad’s face and to their lips. When their lips eventually parted, they remained embraced for several minutes catching their breath. Eventually Ian raised his head and looking down at Chad’s cum-covered face, giggled, “We better pull apart before we’re glued together”. Ian slowly pulled off of Chad and held out a hand to help Chad up. “I guess we should clean up”, Ian suggested. “Yeah, let’s get a shower”, Chad agreed, but then Ian grinned and said, “Nah. Steve will never find out.” And then pulled both of them into the pool.

End of Chapter 11