Unexpected Events

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Chapter 5

In the morning I woke up with a strange feeling of loneliness as I was alone in bed. Nonetheless I could smell a delicious aroma of coffee. I guessed Darren and Martin were in the kitchen and so I got up and first went to the bathroom to empty my bladder and brush my teeth. Then I went to the kitchen but was stopped in my track : Martin was lying down on the kitchen-counter and Darren was sucking him with frenzy. Martin was moaning and Darren seemed to be excited by the noises he was making. Knowing Darren's skills, it was no surprise Martin was moaning like he was. I knew how expert he was and just the thought of it made my cock swell, not really a hard on yet, but getting there. I watched them from where I was and almost enjoyed it as if Darren was doing it to me. As they were that busy, I decided to let them at their things and went to the terrace and made a dive into the swimming pool. While I was doing some laps I was thinking about what I saw, but not only that. Maybe I had misread the signs. Maybe Darren and Martin were more involved than what I thought. I had been there for Martin, but the sexual attraction had nothing do do with it. I swam with more energy to try to get rid of a certain frustration, although I had no reasons to. I was actually tiring myself physically in the water and at the same time avoid to see those two fucking. I had never been jealous, but I had that strange feeling inside of me and I didn't know what to do with it. The physical efforts were preventing me to think too much. I was swimming laps like never before. The water had its magical effect on me, caressing my body and letting me move swiftly in a no-weight situation. After that serious work-out, I slowed down my speed and swam leisurely in the sunshine which was warming the atmosphere.

I heard a splash followed almost immediately by another one and knew instinctively that Darren and Martin had joined me in the water. Darren started to swim laps with an uncommon energy. Martin, for his part, was swimming next to me and as I stopped at the shallow end of the pool, he did the same. He came close to me and give me a quick but tender kiss on the lips.

• You saw us in the kitchen, didn't you? He asked.

• Yes I did, I answered truthfully. But as you were so involved with each other, I didn't want to interfere.

• You know we would not have mind if you did, he said with s shy smile on his face.

• I know, I said, but ... I don't know ... It was so intimate.

At that moment Darren joined us and kissed me good morning with quite some more passion than Martin had. In the corner of my eye I saw Martin's reaction which was a kind of jealousy as well. Darren was a simple guy and didn't have any problem showing his feelings. Martin and I were clearly different.

I thought this could be a problem in the future. I didn't know what Martin was feeling exactly and I didn't know how Darren was feeling. It was a bit of an awkward situation. We had shared quite intimate moments the night before, and now I didn't know what was going on.

We got out of the pool and I suggested, with a smirk on my face, that maybe we could use the kitchen to prepare breakfast! They both laughed and we dried off on the terrace, all three naked, of course.

After breakfast, Darren had to go. He was not on holiday! I thought that could be the perfect moment to find out if Martin would be after me as soon as Darren was out of the door, or, on the contrary, keep a certain distance. Of course, Martin had probably just come with Darren in the kitchen and I still didn't know how long he would need to recuperate.

On the other hand I kept thinking about what Darren had told me, that I would meet my Mr. Right, but also to take care of Martin. I felt quite confused and even more after the night we had spent together and the incredible love making. The doubts starting to form in my head and lying there in the sun, I closed my eyes and tried very hard to sort out my thoughts and feelings. I tried to find out if the feelings I felt were genuine and could be called love or if it was all merely lust. Yes, it was true that the sex I had had in the past week was absolutely fantastic and it all started with Darren and his peculiar way of introducing himself. I knew I told him I was not falling in love with him, but now I started to doubt. I knew I was having a very strong connection with Martin, but he was strongly attracted to Darren. Oh my ... what would I have to do?

Suddenly I was taken out of my thoughts when I felt to greasy hands on my chest. Martin had taken the sun lotion and was smearing it generously over my chest and belly.

• You seemed to be far away in your thoughts, he said, and I was preoccupied that the sun would burn you.

He had a sincere look of concern in his eyes and his hands on my skin just felt wonderful. What started as just putting cream on me to protect me from the sun, turned out in no time in a very sensual massage. He was pressing all the right spots where he could feel my muscles were in a knot. He straddled me and his ass was right onto my cock. As he massaged my chest and my arms and my neck, he moved quite a lot and his ass was automatically massaging my cock. Not that I minded, on the contrary. His hands felt great and didn't stop moving, kneading my body and releasing a lot of pent up stress, due to the events of the day before. If I had to believe the look on his face, Martin was enjoying this massage as much as I did. At one point he just turned around and started massaging my thighs and my legs, but his ass was still on my now hard rock tool. As he had to bend forward to reach my calves and my ankles, he involuntarily had to lift his lower body and I could look straight at his rosebud. I didn't know if he did it on purpose, but every time he lifted his ass I could see he was twitching his ass muscles and it was as if he was winking to me with his ass. As he continued that, I started to caress his back and his ass cheeks, trying to give him back some of the pleasure he was providing. Each time he sat down on my cock, I could reach his neck and I gave him a good massage of his neck and shoulders. It was clear he didn't mind and he even enjoyed it as at one point he just sat down on my cock and let me work on his muscles. It was really sensual and as my cock had a will of its own, it twitched a few times and I was sure Martin could feel that as each time he slightly wiggled with his ass as if he wanted to acknowledge that he felt my excitement.

That game of twitching and wiggling went on for quite some time and we both came on the verge of coming more than once. As once again we were about to shoot our loads, Martin asked me to turn around so he could do my back. He lifted from me and I turned around, not without seeing he also had a ragging hard on. I lay down on my belly and Martin once again straddled me and sat on my ass-cheeks. He put some more sun lotion on my back and on his hands and started rubbing me again, hard and with a lot of pressure on some places and soft and almost tenderly on others. It felt absolutely divine. For me, he could go on like that for hours and I wouldn't complain. As long as he was rubbing me, I lost any notion of time. I was concentrated on the feeling of his hands gliding up and down my spine. As my legs were slightly spread he went back a little and sat between my ankles so he could rub my thighs and legs. When he was finished with my legs I could hear him pour some more sun lotion on his hands and felt them on my buttocks. He spent quite some time massaging and kneading them and I wondered if this was really going to be just a massage, but I knew Martin and I knew he would go for my crack at any time now. It didn't take him long to slip a finger between my buttocks and caress my rosebud, softly at first and gradually exerting a little more pressure at each passage. Thanks to the sun lotion, his hands and fingers were particularly slippery and at his first attempt to push one finger inside of me, he sank into my ass completely. I heard some moans and was surprised when I realized they came out of me. I don't know where it comes from that I like so much to feel a man going into me and if my rock hard cock and the squeezing of my ass-cheeks were any indication, I just loved the feeling! Martin must have felt it as well and soon his first finger was accompanied by a second and a third. Martin was twitching his fingers in me, massaging the muscles inside me and relaxing my sphincter. I wanted to scream out to Martin to fuck me, but I also knew he would do it even though I didn't say a word. He was giving my ass a real workout and I had almost the feeling his complete hand was in me. Once he retrieved his fingers I just had that awful feeling of emptiness, but that didn't take long. Only seconds later I could feel the head of his cock rubbing up and down in my crack. I pushed my hips a little higher as to give him a better access and was rewarded with a forward thrust and his cock seemed to reach my stomach. For just a moment I stopped breathing, closed my eyes and concentrated on the feeling of his cock entering me. He stayed still till he felt I was breathing again and than started slow and long thrusts. He took his time to give me a maximum of pleasure, but also to feel pleasure himself. His speed and strength increased bit-by-bit, grateful for his endurance.

Suddenly, he pulled out, took me by the ankles and flipped me around. Once I lay on my back, he put my legs on his shoulders and entered me again very easily. This time he didn't go for the slow, long strokes. As soon as he was in me, he drove me wild with a serious and powerful fucking. I could actually feel him getting even harder and bigger and knew instinctively he was going to shoot his load inside of me in no time at all, and so it was. He gave a powerful thrust and pushed as deep into me as he could, threw his head back and grabbing my ankles with an uncommonly force, all the while shooting his juice into me. Feeling the twitching of his cock in my ass sent me over the edge and I shot my load at the same time. Martin collapsed on top of me, still deep inside of me, trying to catch his breath. I could actually feel his heartbeat in his chest and I was sure he could feel mine as well.

Once our breath was back to normal, Martin lowered his face to mine and we shared one of the most passionate kisses, which makes your soul flow over to the other person. An incredible firework sparkled in my eyes and a celestial music sounded in my ears. Was I in heaven? I thought so.

Martin's cock deflated and left my ass far to soon, but we nursed that fantastic afterglow feeling. Martin lifted his head and looked me in the eyes. I wanted to read his soul but couldn't. The intense look with which he looked was going through me and I felt vulnerable, but safe and secure at the same time. After what seemed an eternity, Martin stood up and stretched his hand out to me. I grabbed it and he pulled me and gave one of those earth-shattering hugs, lifting me up from my feet. Martin did a few steps and we fell in the refreshing coolness of the water. We did a few laps and got out again, stretching out on the lounge bed and soaking up the sun.

What happened in the last hour didn't help me sort out me thoughts and feelings. I didn't know if I had to comment them to Martin, but than again, trust was the most important factor in this beginning relationship. So, I told Martin what my doubts were and that I was confused as to the last days were due to love or lust.

• I can understand it, Martin said, but I think you are overdoing it. There is nothing like the present time, and we have to enjoy every second of it. Carpe Diem! I have never been in a situation like now. You can't imagine how grateful I am for what you and Darren have done for me. I feel loved and save and secure. I even think my sister saw it and therefore left this world with a total peace of mind and heart. She just knew I was in good hands and could go on without her. Yes, I cried a few tears yesterday, but today I know she actually left so that I could carry on without having to look after her. Today I know I can go on with my life and finally think about myself. Don't understand me wrong: what I did for my sister has not bothered me in the very least. I did it with all my heart and my soul and I don't regret a second of it, but I also know she felt she was a burden in my life.

He fell silent for a moment as if to gather his thoughts. I respected his silent and waited patiently for him to continue because I sensed he wanted to say more.

• In this short time we have known each other, I repeat it, I feel a very strong connection with you Allan, and a very strong attraction towards Darren. If things would be easy I would say that we are the perfect three persons to have a fantastic three-way relationship, full of caring love without forgetting great sex. Sex is part of life and even if it is not the most important part of a relationship, it still is a big part of the success of it. Of course, we need more than the sex part. We have to be on the same wavelength on more aspects, and I guess ... no, I know we agree on important things of life although we haven't talked about it. Just the way you are connected to Darren, and the way you both acted in a difficult situation I was in, tells me you both value friendship and are good men. For me, but we would have to discuss it further with Darren, I would be more than happy to have a three-way relationship with both of you. I know we would take care of each other in all possible ways.

I was flabbergasted! I didn't expect Martin to tell me this. I didn't have much time to think about it as we heard the doorbell. I knotted a towel around my waist to open the door and see who it was. There was a truck in the driveway and a lovely girl asked me if this was where Martin was staying. I called for Martin who had put on shorts (fortunately) and came to the door. It was actually the company that had gathered all his and his sister's belongings and cleaned up the house. There were several suitcases and a few boxes. The girl handed Martin a sheet of paper with a detailed list of what was in every suitcase or box. Martin signed a copy of the same list so the company would have a proof of delivering their belongings. The girl than asked for the spare keys to the house and gave him a discharge paper. In less than five minutes everything was settled. Darren indeed knew who to contact on this island!

Two suitcases held all Martin's belongings and the rest was all of his sister's things. One of the boxes contained exclusively medical supplies and medication. I suggested to Martin to ask Darren if he knew of any charity organization to give them the medical supplies but Martin said they could also have all of his sister's belongings. We left what was going to be given away next to the door and Martin took his two suitcases into the bedroom. It took him less than half an hour to put everything away in the closet and the drawers. I left him at it as I thought that it would probably be a personal thing to go through his things. He soon joined me on the terrace again and laid down next to me and took my hand in his. We sat there in a comfortable silence.

We were just thinking about preparing something to eat when my mobile phone rang. I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Darren.

• Hi there Sweetie, he greeted me.

• Hello gorgeous, I answered. What's up?

• Do you still have a few bottles of Champagne in your fridge? He asked.

• Yes, indeed, there are still three bottles in there. Why?

• Get them cool and take out 5 glasses, I am coming over in 15 minutes with Clive and Fred. I have some news!

I said OK but wasn't sure he heard me as he had already hung up. Martin looked quizzically at me and I lifted my shoulders to show him I didn't have a clue of what was happening, but told him we had to prepare the Champagne and the glasses as he had some news and was coming over with his brother and his lover.

It didn't take fifteen minutes! He busted into the house with his brother and lover in tow. He had the brightest smile on his face and hugged me and kissed me like never before.

• It must be quite some news you have to tell us to be so exuberant! I said.

• It is... just open that Champagne bottle!

Martin did the honors and soon we all five had a glass in our hands.

• To Allan and his good ideas, Darren said, because thanks to him we will not have to worry again for money in our lives! You remember the lottery tickets you bought and gave us? Well, ... WE WON!!!

• How much? Clive asked.

• It's an eight digit figure guys!!!

I couldn't believe my ears and the others were assimilating the news. Darren and Clive, as good brothers they were, emptied their glass in one gulp. Fred, Martin and I followed their example and Martin was soon refilling the glasses again.

• So guys, Darren said, as we are now a big happy family I thought the best thing to do is to divide the total amount in five so that everybody can enjoy this fortunate event.

There was no reason for him to do that. It was his ticket that won. On top of that, he wanted to include two people he didn't even know at the moment of receiving the ticket. But Darren was just like that. With this eight digit number he was sure he couldn't spend all that money on his own and just wanted to give some ease, at least on a financial basis, to some of the people he liked most. Even though we all disagreed with him, there was no discussion possible. His mind was made up and he wouldn't take no as an answer.

He turned to his younger brother and told him to follow him to the bedroom, alone. They disappeared for about ten minutes before they came back and it was clear they had had a serious conversation, but that Darren didn't want to put his brother in an awkward situation by telling him in front of us what he had to say.

• OK guys. It will take about a week before this money is into our respective bank accounts. It is just a piece of advice I give you: keep this to yourselves as long as you can. Soon there will be reporters chasing us and if they discover who has won it you'll be assaulted by thousands of people wanting your money, being it under a true or false pretense. So, be aware of that and be discreet.

With these wise words, he invited us all to the fancy restaurant we'd been before. We all got dressed properly and were soon on our way. It was a really nice evening. The food was delicious and none of us could take away the smiles we had on our faces. It was undeniable that we were in a serious celebrating mood and it was visible. Clive and Fred were a little distant and we could all imagine that they were making projects. For the first time they showed their love for each other in public and kissed frequently. They were holding hands during the whole dinner, except when they had to use fork and knife. They were so obviously in love and it was a really nice sight. Martin, Darren and I looked over at them with a smile on our face and we felt happy for them. After that celebration, Fred and Clive wanted to go to dance and as we older guys were not really dance types, they asked me to drop them off at a club in the center of town. They would manage to get home when they were tired. We all kissed goodnight and were on our way to the house, after stopping at a day & night shop to buy some more Champagne.

When we reached the house, the lights switched on automatically giving the surrounding a magical touch.

• I could really get used to that, I said out loud, speaking about the house and its perfect surroundings.

• You will be able to do so if you want, Darren told me, this house is actually up for sale.

I looked up at him in surprise, telling him he was a real source of information. He smiled and admitted he knew a few things around this island and was proud to say he also knew the appropriate people. He finally said that he knew the owner and that the man had told him not so long ago that he wanted to sell the house as he had no use of it and that he didn't rent it out enough to face the costs it was generating.

• I can call him in the morning if you want, Darren said.

• It would be the perfect house for us, Martin said.

• Us? Asked Darren.

I looked at Martin and told him to tell Darren what he had told me the same morning about the three of us. Martin once more expressed his feelings and when he was finished, Darren was silent. It was as if was giving the idea a serious thought. As we didn't have the time to finish our conversation, all Martin said came back to my mind. Martin was right in a certain way, but I admitted I was a bit scared about the idea. Looking at it with objectivity, we all knew each other a very short time. All together we didn't know of each other's existence two weeks earlier! I mentioned this to the others and Darren immediately agreed with me. Martin on the other hand said he didn't need much time to know whom he was dealing with.

• I am sure about what I am saying and what I am feeling, but I understand you have to think about it, but I am almost sure that once you thought it over well, you will agree with me. Whatever you decide to do, it has nothing to do with buying or not buying this house. If you think you could be happy here, with or without a three-way relationship, you can go on buying it if the price is correct.

With that, we dropped the subject and talked about thousands of things we could do now that we were financially free.

Well into the night we went to bed. We were exhausted with all the excitement of the day and there was no real sex, just a lot of kissing and petting, but we fell asleep in each other's arms.

In the morning I woke up with the sunshine. I started to like waking up with those two gorgeous men at my side. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom to empty my bladder and brush my teeth. Then I went to the kitchen and started a fresh pot of coffee and a nice breakfast. I dressed the table on the terrace and I was just finished when Darren came out, naked as usual and of course with his morning woody. He came over to kiss me and I was glad to feel his body against mine, responding to his kiss. We were kissing so passionately that we were a little startled when two more hands caressed our skin. Martin joined and we had as well a group hug as a group kiss. Even though we were sexually excited, the Champagne of the night before was having its effect on our bodies and we were hungrier for food than for sex. We sat down and had a hearty breakfast, giving us new energy. After that, a jump in the pool woke us up completely.

I asked Darren to give me an exact figure of what I could expect on my bank account. When he told me, I realized that, if I wanted, I would never have to go to work again in my life. Although I loved my job, I wanted to dedicate my life to other things I thought I would never have the time to do. A few save investments would guarantee a comfortable income and leave me with the necessary cash for paying of my mortgage I had on my apartment, probably buy the house I was now renting and even have a nice car as I never had before. Yes, life was smiling on me. The only cloud in this blue sky was Martin's idea of having a three-way relationship. I still had to think that over very carefully. Yes, indeed, I felt great with Martin and Darren, but making it a permanent situation so quickly just scared me a little. If I said yes to this, I would suddenly have to lovers instead of none. Yes, indeed, I had feelings for both of them, but what would happen if one love grew stronger than the other one? What would happen if a disagreement would occur with one person at one side and two on the other side? This was so completely new to me and yes, indeed, it scared me. Martin seemed so sure about it all and Darren had not said much the night before.

Darren announced he had to go into town and to his office to settle a few things. Martin asked if he could go with him, as he needed to be in town as well. They were off in no time, leaving me to myself. I was glad I had a morning to myself because I was not finished sorting out my feelings and my thoughts.

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