An Unexpected Turn

The Storm

Ryan woke up at six am, still pressed up against Chad with his morning wood wedged between his but cheeks. His cock throbbed with the desire to find the entrance to Chad’s dark tunnel once more, but he also realized a more important need at the moment; he needed to empty his bladder. He carefully got out of bed so as not to disturb Chad and Carl and made his way to the bathroom. As he emerged from the bathroom, he realized the silence. The rain had stopped, at least for the moment. He looked out a window and saw a few spots of light peeking through what was a mostly cloudy sky. Then he smelled coffee and made his way to the kitchen. “Morning Ryan”, Ian greeted him. “It is a good morning. The rain stopped, at least for now. Where’s Steve”? “He took a drive down to the highway to make sure the road is open and not flooded. With all the rain we had, Chad and Carl may not be going to work”, Ian replied as he handed Ryan a cup of coffee. Ryan took a sip of his coffee and said, “So you and Steve aren’t going to work today regardless”? Ian replied, “Steve and I took a vacation week since you’re here”. Ryan smiled and said, “Thanks. You took a week off to spend more time with me. Sweet”. Ian grinned and then said, “Don’t get so full of yourself Ryan. We just couldn’t trust you alone in the house for a whole week”.  Ryan laughed knowing Ian was kidding.

I made it all the way down to the state freeway and although there was a lot of flooding, the road remained open. When I got back, I found Ian making breakfast and Ryan sipping on a cup of coffee. I told them what I’d found. “How long before breakfast”, Ryan asked? “I’ve been taking my time waiting for Steve to get back in case Chad and Carl were able to sleep in”, Ian explained, then asked, “Why”? Ryan grinned and said, “I want to wake them up so I can say goodbye. I may not see them again before I leave”. “You should let them sleep a while longer. You can say your goodbyes over breakfast”, Ian commented. I grinned at Ryan and said to Ian, “Not the goodbye he wants to say or actually do”. Ian turned around with a big grin on his face as Ryan headed toward the bedroom.

Carl stirred awake to a pleasant surprise. A pair of lips were sliding up and down his hard shaft. “Fuck Ryan. Nice way to wake up”, Carl said looking down at Ryan smiling. Ryan then maneuvered Carl flat on his back which revealed Chad’s own morning wood which had just been wedged between Carl’s butt cheeks. Ryan pulled off Carl’s cock and began licking the underside of Chad’s shaft and then went back to Carl’s. Ryan continued alternating back and forth and soon Chad’s eyes opened and a smile spread across his face. Ryan then directed Chad to move onto his back and then Ryan climbed up and placed a knee between each of their legs and resumed alternating blowjobs. Carl and Chad enjoyed the wake-up blowjob and periodically kissed and encouraged Ryan. Before too long Carl said, “I’m getting close Ryan”. “Me too”, Chad said. Ryan then got up on his knees and then laid back with his head toward the foot of the bed and said, “Ok guys, give me your loads”, and then opened his mouth. Carl and Chad grinned at each other before getting up and kneeling on either side of Ryan and took their cocks in hand. Carl came first, unloading volley after volley of his creamy seed across Ryan’s cheeks, in his mouth, and in his hair, “Fuck yeah Ryan! Take my hot cum”, Carl groaned. “Fuck that’s hot Carl! Shit”, Chad cried as his own cock erupted, bathing Ryan’s face in more cum! Ryan caught a few shots in his mouth mixing with those of Carl.

As the last of their cum dribbled out, Ryan smiled, still holding their cum in his mouth, enjoying the flavor of the mixture. He kept his eyes closed as they were both covered with cum. Then he felt two tongues licking the cum from his eyes. When the tongues moved from his eyes to his forehead and cheeks, he opened his eyes. As Carl and Chad continued licking the cum from his face, Ryan began alternating kisses with them both, snowballing the cum back and forth until it was gone.

I knocked and then opened the bedroom door to find Carl and Chad leaning down over Ryan’s shiny face and it didn’t take much of an imagination to figure out what had just gone on. The three naked guys all looked to me with huge smiles on their faces. I couldn’t help but grin as well and then told them, “You may want to get in the shower. Breakfast will be ready in half an hour”. I pulled the door back closed and went back to Ian in the kitchen and said, “They’re probably going to have good appetites since they had a morning workout. Ryan may want his next cup of coffee black though since he’s already had plenty of cream”. Ian giggled.

Once Chad, Carl and Ryan had showered and dressed, the three of them came into the kitchen and breakfast was served. I told them what I’d seen concerning the roads and flooding. Carl and Chad both had mixed feelings about being able to make it to work. They’d had a great time over the weekend and were sad that they may not see Ryan for a while if ever again. After breakfast they said their goodbyes, hugging and kissing Ryan before they left. As Chad and Carl’s cars headed down the driveway, we took a walk around the property checking for damage. We found one tree split by lightning, but otherwise things seemed secure. The pool was full of debris and would need a good cleaning though. Ian shook his head and asked rhetorically, “Should we even bother? They’re calling for more rain for most of the week”. Ryan frowned, “That sucks. I was hoping for some more swim time while I’m here. Where’s the net, I’ll get started”. I looked to Ian who was grinning at me, and I said, “I’ll grab the nets. Between the three of us we should be able to get the pool cleaned up pretty quickly”.

As we were cleaning the pool, I asked Ryan, “So Ryan, I was thinking about going out for lunch. Are you hungry for anything specific”?  Ryan hesitated for a moment and then said, “I can’t think of anything specific, but the food was good at that restaurant we went to for lunch the other day”. “The Chateau”, I said. Ian smirked and commented, “I think Ryan’s hungry for more of that busboy Peter”. Ryan face turned crimson. I laughed and said, “I’ll make a reservation”. When I called the restaurant, they told me they would be shorthanded because of the flooding, but were open.

We were surprised to find the parking lot at the restaurant was pretty full. It wasn’t usually this busy during the week at lunchtime. We were seated pretty quickly, but the host said it may take a while for the waiter to get to us because only a few waiters showed up, so she took our drink order herself. As we waited for our drinks, we talked about nothing in particular. I noticed Ryan seemed distracted and Ian noticed it as well. He kept scanning the restaurant, obviously looking for Peter. Ian was amused by this and I commented, “I hope you’re not disappointed Ryan. Maybe Peter couldn’t make it”. Ian grinned and said, “Yeah Ryan, Peter’s peter may not be on the menu today”. Just then someone cleared their throat and the three of us turned to see Peter standing there with our drinks. Ian turned a little pink, embarrassed that Peter may have heard what he’d said. I greeted him, “Nice to see you again Peter”. Peter smiled and said, “Welcome back to The Chateau gentlemen. Sorry for the wait. Are you ready to order”? Ian looked up surprised, “Wait, you’re our waiter today”? Peter replied with a smile, “Yes I am. Ian, right? Several waiters couldn’t make it due to the flooding. I volunteered to double as a waiter and busboy today.”, then Peter looked to Ryan, “Glad to see you again before you head back to college Ryan”. Ryan smiled and turned a little pink as he replied, “Good to see you again too, Peter”. Ian glanced over to me and indicated with his eyes. I looked in the direction he indicated and noticed Peter’s growing bulge in his black slacks and smiled. We placed our order and Peter turned and walked away. I noticed Ryan gawking at his tight butt in those black slacks as he did. Considering how busy it was, Peter returned rather quickly with our food. As he placed our food in front of us, he asked if he could get us another drink or anything else. We agreed to another drink and then Ian commented, “Ryan may want the something else”. Peter looked a little confused and looked to Ryan. A red-faced Ryan replied, “Ian’s just busting my butt Peter”. It was Peter’s turn to get pink before nodding and saying, “I’ll see to your drinks”.

We finished our meal and second drinks just as Peter returned, “Can I get you desert or …”, he turned pink again and stopped mid-sentence as he realized what the reply might be from Ian. The three of us laughed, knowing what was going through his head. I took the check and asked Peter, “So, do you get the waiter’s tips today or will you still be only getting the busboy’s”? Peter grinned and replied, “Actually, the manager is giving me both today”. I smiled and said, “Glad to hear that”, and then slid another hundred dollar bill in his pocket and said, “Still, you went above and beyond for us today”, then I asked him, “What are you doing later this afternoon. We’re probably getting in a swim in my pool before the rain returns tonight. You’re welcome to stop by and join us”. Ryan then said, “Yeah Peter, it would be great if you could stop by”. Peter’s face lit up at the invite, but then his expression saddened, “Thanks, but I can’t. I’m working a double shift today and have to stay until we close. Maybe another time”. I could tell Ryan was disappointed. I paid the check with a substantial tip and we headed out. I made a point to stop and tell the manager that we had a great experience at the restaurant and would be recommending it to others. I also told him our waiter, Peter, was very polite and extremely helpful and I thought he went above and beyond what I would have expected. The manager said he was glad we had a great experience and said that Peter is usually just a busboy, but that maybe he should ask if he wanted to wait full time instead.

By the time we got back to the house, the pool had cleared up. I pulled the filters and cleaned them before reinstalling them. As I emerged from the pool shed, I saw Ian running naked, before jumping into the pool. Ryan was right behind him. As Ryan surfaced, I noticed Ian sneak up from behind and grab him before dunking him back under. I stripped off my own clothes and splashed in with a canon ball next to them. As I came to the surface, they double-teamed me and pushed me back underwater. In return, I seeked each one of them out and returned the favor. We horsed around for a couple hours before climbing out with pruned fingers and pink shoulders. We then lounged around, drying in the waning late summer sun before heading inside to get something ready for dinner. “Too bad Peter had to work. I think he would have had fun with us in the pool”, Ryan commented. Ian grinned and said, “I think you’re just bummed you couldn’t have some fun in his pants”, then giggled. I laughed at their banter and Jr. twitched with Ian’s giggle. Ryan then said, “Like you two wouldn’t have enjoyed corrupting poor Peter”. Ian replied, “Corrupting? I think Peter was already having some dirty thoughts by the look of that bulge in his pants”. I laughed and said, “I know right? It was pretty obvious”. Ian then said, “Yeah and you got quite the feel when you stuffed that bill in his pocket”. I laughed and said, “Guilty as charged”. Ryan then said almost to himself, “I wonder if he’s still a virgin”. Ian and I then both took notice of the bulge in Ryan’s own shorts and smiled. “How soon before dinner, “Ian asked? “It’ll be about an hour. I just turned on the pressure cooker”, I replied, realizing where Ian was going with the question. Ian then moved next to Ryan and began rubbing his crotch through the fabric of his shorts, “So Ryan. You can’t have Peter’s peter today. Would you settle for Steve’s and mine”? Ryan grinned widely before saying, “Of course I would”.

We proceeded to our bedroom, shedding our clothes on the way. We formed a ring on the bed, Ian taking Ryan’s cock in his mouth while I went down on Ian and fed my own cock to Ryan. I soon inserted a finger into Ian and it wasn’t long before I felt a finger pushing into me as well. This continued for a few minutes before Ryan pulled off my cock and said, “I want someone to fuck me”. I immediately got up and retrieved two condoms and threw one to Ian. As he slid it over his rigid shaft, he looked to me, “Fuck me”. I smiled as I slid the other condom on and replied, “Gladly”. Ryan happily moved to the top center of the bed on all fours arching his lower back slightly while spreading his legs wide, exposing his cute rose bud between his firm cheeks. Ian climbed up behind him, spread some lube on his condom-sheathed cock and then applied some onto and into Ryan’s eager hole.

I watched as Ian prepped Ryan, but my attention was equally set on Ian’s perfect firm, muscular butt as he moved. I never grew tired of watching those muscles flex and I’d never grow tired of the feel of my pubic bone slamming into those firm, solid orbs. Just the thought of it had precum oozing into the tip of the condom I was wearing. I watched Ian’s butt clench and heard him say, “Ready Steve”? I was so focused on Ian’s perfect ass that I hadn’t realized he was already balls deep into Ryan. “Oh, sorry. I was too distracted by this”, I said as I slapped his right butt cheek. “Ow!”, Ian yelped. I then lubed up and slowly sank into my favorite tight, hot cavity. As I bottomed out, I reached around and grabbed Ryan’s hips and pulled both Ian and me tightly together, sandwiching Ian between us. “Fuck yes”, Ryan and Ian both hissed in unison. I then released my grip on Ryan’s hips and placed my hand on Ian’s shoulders. As if on cue, Ian began pistoning back and forth, pushing into Ryan and then impaling himself back onto my hard shaft. The room was filled with grunts of pleasure as well as the slapping sounds of pelvis into butt cheeks. Suddenly Ryan’s grunting and unintelligible garble turned into, “Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I’m cumming”! Ian felt Ryan’s sphincter clench around his cock each time his Ryan’s cum shot from his own cock. “Fuck! Me too”, Ian cried and I felt his tight hole convulsing around my cock as well. I slammed into him hard one last time and blasted my own seed into the condom deep inside him. We all collapsed down onto the bed in a heap. Ryan feeling the warm wetness of his on cum beneath him and the weight of Ian and I on top of him as we caught our breath. I eventually pulled my still stiff cock out of Ian’s tight hole and removed the condom and threw it in the waste bin. Ian did the same and all three of us stepped into my large shower.

By the time we emerged from the bedroom, dinner was ready. All three of us were famished from the hot sex and soon our bellies were full. After dinner we relaxed on the patio and then retreated to our back deck as it looked like it might rain at any time. No sooner had we sat down with our drinks, the rain began once again. It came down hard, but not quite as badly as the previous day. We could actually see the streaks of lightning hitting the water in the distance. “Wow! That looks awesome! I’ve never seen anything like that before”, Ryan said in awe.

Mike woke up early the next morning. He reflected on the previous night. Had it been a nightmare? No, he was in Tony’s parents’ guest room in a bed he’d never slept in before. Even when he and Scott both stayed overnight, they had all slept in Tony’s bed. Had they ever molested him while he slept, he wondered? Then he realized how silly that was. He then recalled his two friends risking their life to save his and he once again regretted calling them those names. A tear rolled from his eyes and then he thought about his car. Where was it. Where had it been washed away to? It suddenly dawned on Mike that it was quiet. The rain must have stopped. He dragged himself out of the warm bed. He then noticed the clothes Tony had given him the previous night. The brown cargo shorts were on the floor and the robe was draped over the large stuffed chair next to the bed. He glanced down to the plain black Hanes briefs he was wearing and thought how different they were compared to what Tony had given him to wear the previous day. They looked like they had never been worn until he had pulled them on last night, probably something his mom had bought for him that Tony would never wear. Mike grabbed the shorts and pulled them on and then slid the t-shirt on. He left the slippers that were under the bed and the robe draped over the chair and quietly opened the door and headed down the steps. He found his sneakers in the foyer, but they were still wet, so he stepped out the front door barefooted. As Mike took in the scene before him, the horror of the previous night sank in. There was a pile of cars down the street mangled together where they had jammed together. They were still in a foot of water. Mike made his way down there only to find his car was not among them. He surveyed the area trying to spot any more cars. It was then that he realized the owners of the houses down in this area had not been as fortunate as Tony’s parents. Being at a lower elevation, those houses had significant flood damage. The water line had to be four feet high. He noticed several people on their second floors looking out of their windows. A few people were trudging through the foot high water trying to salvage some things. Mike yelled to one of the men trudging through the water, “Is everyone ok? Do you need any help”? The man looked to Mike shaking his head, “I think we’ll be ok son, that is as long as those cars piled down in the creek get pulled out. They’re damming the whole thing up. If they’re not moved and more rain headed for us, we’ll be flooded out again”. Mike wondered if his car was one of those in the creek. He remembered playing in that creek with Tony and Scott when they were kids. It was never more than a foot high back then.

Tony woke up with Scott’s head on his chest. It was quiet. The rain had stopped. He recalled the trauma of the previous night. How it had started humorously with Mike coming in looking like a drowned rat and then hanging out like they’d done many times. It had turned upside down when they had confessed their love for each other, and the words Mike had called them rang in his ears and burned hotly. Then Mike had almost been swept away in his car. He would have been trapped and drowned for sure. He recalled seeing Scott slip under the swiftly flowing water and was relieved when he caught his flailing hand. The night couldn’t have been much worse, but Scott and Mike were both alive and that’s all that counted. Tony wondered if Mike was still sleeping. A tear rolled from one eye as he recalled the words Mike had used as daggers.

Scott’s head moved slightly and then his right hand came up to circle a finger on Tony’s left nipple. Tony giggled and said, “Morning beautiful”. Scott smiled and replied, “Morning handsome. Tell me last night was just a nightmare and the bruise on my elbow wasn’t from falling into a river on the road”. Tony sighed and then said, “Sorry, but I can’t lie to you. It all really happened. I’m just glad you and Mike are still alive”. Scott glanced up at Tony and said, “Speaking of Mike, is the asshole still asleep”. Tony gave a slight smile realizing Scott was still angry at Mike, “I don’t know. I’ve been stuck here with your head on my chest. Try not to be too hard on Mike. What we told him was a shock. Being brought up by his dad and knowing how he is, we have to give Mike some time to think. Hopefully he’ll come around. If he doesn’t, then I guess we’ve lost a friend. Now let me up. I gotta pee and then I’ll make us some coffee”. Scott giggled, “But I like playing with your nipple”. Tony laughed and pushed Scott off his chest. As he got out of bed, he started heading for the door and then turned back and pulled on his shorts first. Scott shook his head and said, “See, you never would have even thought of doing that before last night”. Tony hesitated before saying, “Yeah, I know”, before heading toward the bathroom. As Tony emerged from the bathroom, he looked toward the closed guest room door and then headed down to the kitchen.

Scott entered the kitchen wearing shorts, “At least the rain stopped, for now at least”. Tony handed him a cup of coffee and said, “Yeah, it’s supposed to rain most of the week. I wonder where Mike’s car wound up”. Scott sipped his coffee, then said, “Good question. Maybe we should take a look after we drink our coffee”.

They finished their coffee and were planning to go look for Mike’s car. Tony decided he should check on Mike first and at least let him know where they were going. Scott just shrugged. Mike climbed the stairs and then knocked on the guest room door, “Mike. It’s Tony. Are you awake yet? Mike”? Tony listened for a response. There was none, so he knocked again, “Mike! Sorry to wake you but Scott and I are going out to survey the damage and we wanted you to know where we were. Mike”? No response, so Tony turned the door knob, relieved that Mike hadn’t locked it. Cracking the door, Tony again called, “Mike. Are you ok? I’m coming in”. Tony waited a minute before walking in to find an empty bed and no sign of Mike. Tony almost ran down the stairs surprising Scott, “What’s up”? Tony said, “Not sure. Mike’s not in the guest room”. Just then the doorbell rang. Scott looked to Tony as if asking, ‘Who could that be’? Tony just shrugged and headed toward the door as the doorbell rang again. As Tony opened the door, Mike was standing there, “Had nowhere else to go. Not sure where my car is”. “Mike, since when have you waited for someone to answer this door. As far as I’m concerned, things haven’t changed between us. You’re welcome here any time”, Tony said to him. Mike just shrugged as he stepped inside. Tony then said, “I’ll get you a cup of coffee. We can look for your car when you’re finished”. As they passed by Scott, Mike made very brief eye contact with him before looking away. Scott didn’t say anything. Mike then said, “I’m not sure how far we’ll get. There’s still at least a foot of water at the bottom of the street and it looks like the houses down there got flooded out pretty good”. “I have a couple pairs of old sneakers we can wear and my dad has some hip waders if we need them”, Tony assured him. Tony could sense the tension in the room and looked over at Scott who was just glaring at Mike as if waiting for a trigger to be pulled. That trigger would be a word hurled his way from Mike. As Mike sipped his coffee, Tony said to Scott, “How about giving me a hand looking for dads waders and some sneakers to wear”. As they entered the garage, Tony said to Scott, “You looked like you were about to hit Mike. Calm down”. Scott replied, “Sorry Tony. It’s just seeing him this morning reminded me of everything he was calling us last night. It just pisses me off that he can just turn on his two best friends like that”. “I know Scott, but give him some time. Try to just let it slide off your shoulders for now”, Tony pleaded. Scott nodded, “I’ll try”.

They decided to leave the waders in the foyer and try to just wade in the water and only retrieve the waders if the water got too deep since there was only the one set. They made their way down and walked into the still flooded part of the street. They had to climb over the pile of cars blocking the road and were soon walking among the men rummaging through the debris floating around. “Where you boys headed”, asked one of the men. Tony responded, “We’re looking for my friend Mike’s car. It was washed down from up on the hill”. “Probably one of those piled in the creek”, the man said, then added, “You boys be careful. The water’s too murky to see what’s beneath it. You’ll never see an open manhole until you go under”. “Thanks for the warning mister”, Tony said. They slowly made there way down the flooded streets toward the creek, passing other cars sitting in odd positions where they ended up. As they neared the creek, they could see the pile of cars blocking the normal flow. A helicopter was flying above them, obviously surveying the situation. As they drew closer, the water became deeper. It was several inches above their knees when Tony pointed, “Isn’t that your car Mike”? “Shit”, Mike said, seeing his car in a pile with several others, one of which was the one that almost sandwiched Scott. Suddenly Scott dropped underwater. Before Tony could react, Mike dove under. Tony screamed, “Scott! Mike! No!”, and decided to dive in to pursue his friends, but before he had the chance, Mike resurfaced, pulling a coughing Scott up with him. Tony rushed to their side, “You ok Scott”? Scott finished coughing up the water he’d swallowed and nodded that he was ok. Tony breathed a sigh of relief and then said, “Well, we found it, but there’s nothing we can do about it. I don’t know how they’re going to get those cars out of there”. “And more rain on the way”, Scott added, then looked to Mike and said, “Thanks for the hand Mike. That manhole was trying to suck me right down”. Mike shrugged and said, No problem dude”. As they walked by the guy who’d previously warned them, he asked, “Found one of them open manholes, did ya”? Scott grinned sheepishly and said, “Yeah I did”. They made their way back to Tony’s house and grabbed a shower to wash off the dirty water and warm back up. Then they spent the afternoon watching tv and some movies. Mike remained quiet most of the time, keeping to himself and giving short answers to any questions Tony asked him. Mike and Scott didn’t really talk at all, although the tension between them seemed somewhat relieved. Either way, the roads were closed, and Mike would be staying another night.

Later that evening the storms resumed and Mike wondered where his car would end up next. He decided it was gone forever at this point and he would have to see what his insurance would give him. Tony and Scott were also on his mind. How could they choose that kind of life for themselves? Tony had dated some really hot babes in his day. Why would he want to have sex with a guy? It made no sense to him. He couldn’t recall Scott dating anyone except for the girl he’d invited to the prom. When he hadn’t seen him with her afterward, he’d said they just didn’t hit it off. Now he knew why. Maybe it was Scott who had corrupted Tony. Maybe he shouldn’t have dived into the water to save him. Maybe then he could have saved Tony from his bad choices. No! How could he even consider that? Scott had risked his own life to save him the night before. To even consider not diving in to save him was evil. This resulted in even more confusion for Mike. He went to bed early, but didn’t sleep too well, waking up continually all night.

Tony and Scott went to bed about an hour after Mike. With the noise of the rain and thunder, they figured they could get away with a little sex without having to worry about Mike hearing anything. Unfortunately, the thought of Mike being so close in the guest room kept either of them from getting in the mood. They both fell asleep frustrated.

End of Chapter 32