Unexpected Events

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Chapter 6

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.

About an hour after they left, I was still sitting on the terrace by the pool and my intention of sorting out me thoughts had not been really successful. I was still at the same point as an hour before. I really didn't know what to do about Martin's idea. The only thing I had made up in my mind was that, if the price was ok, I would buy the house. It gave me really good vibrations and I felt already at home in it. Just as I was about to call Darren to know if he had already contacted the owner, my mobile rang and it was Darren.

• Hello Sweetie, he said.

• Hello Gorgeous, I answered.

• So, how is the sorting out of things go? He asked

I laughed at that comment. Why was it that it didn't come as a surprise that Darren knew what I was doing?

• Well, I said, I didn't get really far. Even though I don't want to exclude Martin, I would like to have a conversation with you, alone.

• I thought you would. I can be there in about a quarter of an hour if you want.

• That would be perfect. Did Martin tell you what he had to do and how much time it would take?

• We agreed to meet at 4 pm, so that gives us a couple of hours.

• OK than. See you in a quarter.

And we hung up. A I guessed the conversation would be quite serious, I decided to put on some shorts and a T-shirt as I didn't want to be distracted by nakedness and I didn't want Darren to be distracted either. I was just sitting down at the terrace table when Darren came in. Before he even said anything he kissed me passionately and even though I didn't want to, my cock started to swell, but Darren knew we had to talk and stopped the kiss before it would lead us to far.

I tried to explain to Daren how I felt and how I saw that three-way relationship as Martin had suggested. I had no problems expressing my concern and my fears to Darren. He agreed wholeheartedly with me and even seemed to have the same concerns, certainly about the very short time we all knew each other. He admitted he was also attracted physically to Martin, but felt a stronger connection with me. He also acknowledged the fact that the sex was fabulous, but it had been fabulous to him even before Martin came up. So, in the end, we were none of both of us convinced yet that a three-way relationship would work out that easily.

• I know I told you I wasn't falling in love with you, but É I don't know É is it maybe because Martin came into our lives and seeing you interact with him that I realized how much I am fond of you Allan and no É I dare not speaking about love yet, but I don't exclude it any more.

Darren once more left me in total surprise. This new fact made me rethink everything I had been thinking about since Martin had suggested the three-way relationship.

• Wow, I said, É I didn't expect that. Martin is a really nice guy and we are all three indeed on the same wavelength, but knowing what you just told me, I guess there is a new data in the equation. I think, but I can be mistaken, that the best thing to do is to wait some time and see where it all leads us. What do you think?

• I guess you're right Sweetie (I started to like it that he called me that) let's give time to time to do whatever time is doing!

At that moment Darren's phone rang. He picked it up and I could of course only hear his part of the conversation.

• Hello É Yes Mr. Crawford É indeed Mr. Crawford É No Mr. Crawford, he is a friend and I don't want anything out of it É Sure Mr. Crawford, I'll tell him and let you know, but I am almost a 100% positive that he will say yes É Certainly Mr. Crawford, I'll get back to you later on the day É Thank you Mr. Crawford É Good-bye Mr. Crawford!

And he hung up.

• That was Mr. Crawford, he said stating the obvious.

• And who is Mr. Crawford if I may ask?

But I had a strong intuition about the answer and it was confirmed when Darren just told me it was the owner of the house. He then proceeded to give me the price of the house, which was a little cheaper of what I had in mind. I had set a limit in my head and Mr. Crawford was about a 100,000 below that! On a very instinctive impulse I said to Darren:

• I buy!

• Oh my É That means two things: we'll be able to see each other much more than if you just went back after your holiday and secondly we will be obliged to open yet another bottle of Champagne!!!

We laughed at that but nonetheless opened a bottle of bubbles.

• You can all Mr. Crawford and tell him we have a deal.

So Darren proceeded and soon announced me we would have to over to Mr. Crawford's house to sign a pre-sales contract. Later we would have to go the notary to sign the proper deed. Suddenly I looked at the house with different eyes. In just a second time it changed from a renting place to my own house. I saw the house as perfect. I wouldn't have to change a thing except maybe for a few paintings on the wall and other minor things, but for the rest it was my kind of ideal home.

• We'll have to sign in new contract for the maintenance of the pool as well, I said with a smirk on my face.

Darren told me then that I would have to sign with the new owners of his company as he had signed this morning the selling of his business. He was tired of working all week long for the small benefits he got. Selling his business was something he had on his mind for quite some time, but with the new income of money he knew he could do it right away and he had buyers insisting already a few months. So when he called them this morning and said he agreed to sell, they were over at his office in no time at all.

• I'll be going with the new owners for a few weeks, so they know who the clients are and I will introduce them so the clients will know who the new cleaners are. After that I'll be as free as a bird.

• Does that mean we have to open another bottle of Champagne? I asked.

Darren laughed at that, as the first glass of the first bottle wasn't even empty yet. We toasted to the success of both our agreements. Darren sold his business and I just bought myself a fantastic house. I felt happy as well for him as for me. I fell silent for a moment and once again Darren knew exactly how I felt and what I was thinking.

• Don't worry so much, things will work out just fine. As we said, we just have to give time to time to do whatever time does. Let the things flow Allan. That you worry or not, things will go the way they have to go. QuŽ sera, sera!

I had to agree with him. It had no sense to be preoccupied for things that had not even occurred yet. Darren sensed my nervousness. He came over to me and took me in his arms. I immediately felt safe and secure. Darren had that magical effect on me. The nervousness left my body in less time that I need to write this sentence. As he sat behind me, his arms immediately took me around my chest. I felt happy and relaxed. My back was against his chest with only his T-shirt between us. Nonetheless I could feel his heartbeat in his chest and on my back. It was not really quiet, but not really accelerated either. I took off my T-shirt and he did the same as he sensed I needed a skin-to-skin contact. Lying back against his hairy chest made me feel even more relaxed. I laid my head on his shoulder and he took the opportunity to nibble my earlobe. I knew where this was going to lead us. He was caressing my chest and my nipples and I could not hide the swelling in my shorts. Darren, of course, noticed it and said we still had more than an hour to do whatever we wanted. I could actually feel the smile on his face. As I said before, Darren had a magical power over me and that made me feel special to him.

I suddenly realized that that was what I was looking for in a man, in a relationship. Feeling special was what it all was about, and that was exactly what Darren had made me feel from the early beginnings. Even if at the early start he wanted to tie me down to be sure to have it all his way, today I knew that I wanted to male him happy in anyway I could think of.

Yes, those were my thoughts at that very moment. I turned my head towards him, even if the position made me wriggle in impossible twists, but soon enough our lips met and we were kissing passionately. Our lips were locked together and our tongues dueling as never before. I couldn't help it and turned around to lay on Darren's chest and kiss him as deeply as my heart was feeling it. While our tongues were dueling, our hands caressed each other's body as far as they could reach. It was as if our hands were giving away a new energy. Each inch of skin he was caressing felt like an electric discharge and I guessed my hands were doing the same to him. His breath grew more shallow and ragged. It seemed I was exciting him and he did nothing less to me. I sensed that once more this was not going to be just sex, but making love in the purest way possible. The purpose was not to shoot our loads, but to give pleasure to the other in a more intense way. This time our hands and the skin of our bodies were giving more sensations as ever before. In every square inch of skin I was touching I could feel his heart beat and Darren showed me clearly that he felt the same way. We were experiencing a new connection but on a whole different level. Even if the sex had always been absolutely great together, we felt it differently this time, more passionate and even more connected. His tongue felt deeper in my mouth, reaching my throat. Our lips were so connected that they felt as one. The skin-to-skin contact was so much more intense. Despite that our genitals were not touched, we were making love in a new way. We couldn't get enough of the kissing and the hands roaming over our bodies. Each touch was sending sparkles through the other's body and it was pure firework. We both had our eyes closed but saw colors that were new to the rainbow.

This was it! I knew it! Those feelings were the summit of feelings, shared feelings. I thought I was giving myself over to him, but he was actually doing the same. He gave himself over to the feelings É not only the carnal feelings, but also the ones coming straight from the heart. It was so beautiful and intense. When his hand entered my shorts and only touched my hard on, I came. It was the most unexpected and intense orgasm I had ever had. I was shooting my load just by him touching me in a feathery way. I came loads in my shorts. It was a strange feeling, as it had never occurred to me before. As I twisted a little in his arms I had a strange wet feeling in my side. I looked at him and he had that wicked smile on his face. As I looked down I saw an enormous spot in his shorts as well and had to conclude he had came as well.

• Yes, indeed, I came when I felt you coming, he said

It was strange, uncommon, unexpectedÉ but it just felt right. I just wanted to take my shorts off, and his, to wash them, not that I felt like being naked with him, as we had just proved to each other it was not a necessity. I got up and lowered my shorts while Darren took off his. Despite the fact we had just shot our loads we were both still erected.

• I have entered you already various times. Why don't you enter me this time? You look ready for it, Darren said.

I couldn't believe my ears. It was a fact Darren had always fucked me, but without me fucking him. I felt insecure in a certain way. It seemed like something unreal. I had problems imagining Darren in a bottom position, but there he was: sprawled out on the lounge bed with his legs wide open. I kneeled between his legs and started kissing his manhood, which, just as mine, was still rock hard. I sucked on him and produced quite some saliva. I lit it drip out of my mouth and it found its natural way down, right into his crack. I spread out the spit with my fingers and soon enough I was rimming him with gusto. I ate him out vigorously, using my tongue, a lot of spit and finally my fingers. The first finger slipped in easily and I felt his ass muscles squeeze it. I finger-fucked him for quite some time till I felt he was loosening up and then entered a second finger. Darren was moaning and groaning and making quite some strange noises. As my fingers were deeply buried in him I could easily find his prostate and started massaging it. Darren was squirming and wiggling and writhing as if it was the first time any one or anything touched his prostate. At the same time he was oozing pre-cum like a fountain. It was so amazing to see him enjoying this simple touch that I went on and on. I added a third finger and continued massaging his insides and with my free hand I spread the pre-cum all over his shaft and balls. I alternated my movements from slow to rapid and from soft to hard, bringing him on the verge of climaxing several times but avoiding cautiously sending him over the edge.

Fuck me! Fuck me now! Before I shoot my load, he cried out.

Who was I to refuse such a sweet invitation? I positioned myself between his open legs and aimed my cock at his entrance. I didn't want to break the magic moment by going inside and fetching the lube so I used more spit to slide in without hurting Darren. I pressed my cock head at his rosebud and entered him so slowly. He relaxed enough so that I could pass his sphincter and even if I expected to feel the warmth of his insides, it still came as a surprise. I was entering a furnace and pleasant moisture as I drove deeper by the second. I wanted to go slowly, but Darren had locked his feet at my lower back and was literally pulling me inside him. Before one of us realized it, I was as deep as I could and I felt his buttocks in my groin. Darren threw his arms around my neck and locked his lips on mine. He kissed me with passion and sexual hunger. I was deeply inside of him and he wanted to return the favor to me by entering his tongue in my throat. Even with his ankles and feet on my ass, I succeeded in withdrawing a few inches and entering him again. This slow pumping was asking for all of my concentration. I didn't want to go too fast. I wanted to enjoy this moment as long as I could and give Darren the pleasure he deserved. Nonetheless, the mind is strong, but the flesh is weak and the rhythm of my pumping in Darren's ass went from long slow strokes to rapid hard ones. Darren incited me to go as fast and as hard as I could. His arms were clinging to me as if he was afraid I would leave. He moved his ass in unison to my pumping.

We both knew we wouldn't last long. We could both feel our climaxes building up and knew our juices would soon ejaculate. We were still kissing passionately and breathing with difficulty. We felt our heart beats in our chests as if our hearts wanted to burst out. I felt that stirring feeling in my balls, that feeling that comes just before the sperm gushes out. I lifted myself, grabbed his ankles and spread his legs even wider while I was thrusting into to him. When I knew I was going over the edge, I pushed deep into him and stayed there and let my juices fill his bowels. As he could feel the spasms of my cock it sent him over the edge as well and soon there was a serious pool of sperm on his belly. I stayed inside of him till I had caught my breath and felt my heartbeat was coming back to normal. Then I let my cock flip out of his ass and I bent down to lick his juice from his belly and licked his cock clean. Then I went for his crack and went on cleaning him. As the job was done I collapsed on top of him and he wrapped his arms around me.

• That was absolutely brilliant Allan. You are by far the best fuck of my life, he stated.

• This was not a fuck my dear, it was pure love making, I answered. Sex is not love, and love is not sex, but when they join, they get the most beautiful moments in our lives.

Darren was silent but his eyes were deeply buried into mine. We were actually soul searching and loved every second of it. We were both glistening by the sweat covering our bodies.

• Let's cool off a bit, Darren said.

And with that we both dove into the pool. After a few laps in the water we felt refreshed and got out of it. The Champagne in our glasses had gotten warm, so we poured it in the plants and served another two glasses and toasted to the moment.

Darren phone rang, but it was not a call. It was just a message from Martin, telling Darren he had not to wait for him and that he would find a way to get home. So, we lay back on the lounge bed and sat there in peace. We were dozing on and off but enjoyed this moment immensely. Darren's stomach suddenly growled loudly. We both had to laugh at it but remembered that we hadn't had any lunch. I went inside the house and opened the fridge just to see that there was really nothing left in it. WE had not gone shopping in the last few days and realized that even if we could live from sex alone, our physical bodies needed nourishment. As I just took our shorts from the floor I realized we couldn't wear them right then, they were far too stained. I threw them in the washer with some other clothes and went to my closet to retrieve two other ones. Darren and I had approximately the same size. Once we were dressed, we jumped into the car and drove to town to the only big supermarket there was. There were quite q few things that were missing by now and we realized we had the same way of shopping: isle by isle we looked over to what was on offer and took the necessary, without ever looking at the prices. Our shopping cart was full as we reached the queue to pay. It was obvious we wouldn't have to shop for quite some time now. Good, because shopping was not on my favorite list of things to do.

When we came out of the supermarket and left the parking lot, we drove slowly through town. At one of the traffic lights we had to stop and on the corner of the street there was a little pub with a terrace and there sat Martin at a table with a man, in quite deep conversation as far as we could see. I looked at Darren as he had seen Martin as well and my quizzical look made him shrug his shoulders. WE just drove off without calling Martin's attention. If he wanted to share this event with us, it was OK, but he was a free man. It was not because he suggested a three-way relationship that he had to tell us everything.

As we reached the house, we unloaded the car and I started putting everything in its place in the kitchen and the pantry. Darren opened the second and last bottle of Champagne that was cool and I started in preparing a nice salad with some smoked salmon in it and goat cheese. I brought it out to the terrace and I was surprised to see that Darren had dressed the table and even put some candles. As the sun went down, once again the lights in the garden and swimming pool switched on automatically. Darren lit the candles and it was a lovely atmosphere. As we were eating, the conversation went well and we were sharing things we had never talked about before. We actually were almost strangers to each other. Yes, we had had sex several times and we had spent quite some time together in the last ten days, but we never had the chance to talk about our past. Darren spoke about his life on this island, where he was born and seldom had left for more than a few days. He felt at home here and had no urge to go and visit the world, although a few places intrigued him. He was curious to see the Taj Majal in India, as actually nobody knew who had built it. He wanted to fly by helicopter through the Grand Canyon. He wanted to swim with dolphins. A whole range of things that were neither common nor extraordinary.

I talked about my job and what I was really doing at the hospital, what I liked about it and what I didn't. I talked about e few things I wanted to do myself. It was just a conversation of two people who started to know each other and sharing the things they wanted. We also were talking about the things we could do thanks to the money that just came in and the time we could buy with it. Neither one of us had any obligation to work to pay the bills. We had that financial freedom that allowed us to do whatever we wanted. We realized that, but it didn't seem really important, because we had found a new connection between us that was higher on the list of what we wanted.

• I know that the way we started, whatever it is we have as a relationship, in a very strange way. I know that today most of the young guys start with sex and if it is good, try to see if they can get any further. It should be the contrary, I think. First we should know the other person and if everything feels OK, then, and only THEN there should be sex. But maybe I am old- fashioned.

• I don't think you are old-fashioned, I said. I actually do agree with you, but as humans were are impatient and we want to have the good things first because we are afraid that otherwise we won't have them. I do agree with you that our "relationship" started in a strange way, but I admit I liked it. But now, we are two adults and we have lived our lives. We know what's out there. I have to admit that what we lived together up till now, is very much to my liking, but I also admit that I crave something more settled down, more stable, more serious. I crave being with someone with whom I can share the important things of life, being it good things or bad ones. I crave a friend who would also be my lover, my husband.

• Would that be a monogamous relationship for you, Darren asked.

• Yes, it would, I answered. It is true that bringing in a third person gives an exciting touch to the whole thing and we have seen we could manage quite well. On the other hand, when you do that, you run a risk like we have now with Martin, who feels connected to me and attracted to you. He wants a three-way relationship, but it scares me to death. A relationship between two persons is already complicated enough to not have to count with a third one. I don't say I have no feelings for him, but than again, they are more based on a sexual experience than on a solid basis of knowing each other.

Darren was apparently lost in his thoughts, but after a while he agreed with me. He was also scared by the boldness of Martin. He was quite sure that a two-way relationship was more than enough. Yes, there were connections and attractions that were undeniable, but were leading nowhere. We were thinking in which way we could tell Martin without hurting his feelings. We felt the connection and attraction between the two of us was more than sufficient. We actually realized that Martin between the two of us could mean a threat. As the evening went on and going into the night, we came to the conclusion that if we wanted to take a risk, it would be just the two of us. Despite we confessed only a few days before that we were not in love with each other, we discovered that we wanted to take a chance. We were discovering that we had more in common than what we thought. We wanted to explore the possibilities and the chances we had together. This was more than unexpected, but nonetheless welcomed.

We cleaned up the table and the kitchen, putting the dishes in the washer. When everything was cleaned up we looked at the clock and saw it was already quite late. Martin had not come back yet. Darren was a little worried and sent him a message but didn't receive any response. We decided to get to bed anyway, thinking that Martin was an adult and knew what he did.

We went to the bedroom, taking off the few clothes we had on and laid down between the sheets. Darren spooned me immediately and we just were talking about every day things. We were drifting off to sleep in a very short time. Once again I felt safe and secure and Darren was probably as relaxed as I was as I heard his breathing getting steady and his light snoring sounded like music to my ears. We were soon meeting in dreamland.

The next thing I knew was that the sunshine was reaching my face. I woke up slowly. Darren was still spooned against my back and it was as if we hadn't moved at all during the night. His arm was still draped over my chest and I smiled because I just felt happy and content. Waking up with a man like Darren spooned up behind you was just heaven. I didn't move a hair. I felt Darren's breath on my neck and he was still snoring softly. He had to have a nice dream as his morning boner was poking at my ass. Moving as slowly as I could, I reached out to the nightstand and could grab the tube of lube. I squeezed a good amount on my fingers and without doing any brusque movement brought my hand down and lubed my as and then his morning wood. I lead his cock to my ass and forced myself onto him. I was relaxed enough to have an easy penetration. Once he was completely in me, I lay still, enjoying the feeling. Although I was moving as little as possible, my ass muscles had a will of its own and squeezed around the invading member. I didn't know if Darren was waking up or having an erotic dream, but he squeezed me in his arms and pushed his whole body against mine. It felt good! I didn't know if it were involuntary spasms or if he woke up and was doing what his body asked, but he was pumping inside out of me with a slow but determined pace. Soon enough I was sure he was awake because his thrusting became more energetic. We didn't have to say a word, just enjoying the moment. His slow pumping had me aroused in no time and my cock was almost hurting by its hardness. Darren's right arm held me in place, squeezing my nipples as his left went down and grabbed my dick. He stroked my cock in unison to his thrusting in and out of my ass. It was all so sensual and it even felt just natural. His cock and my ass, and vice-versa, were just where they belonged. There wasn't the slightest doubt about that anymore. Without changing his rhythm he built up both our climaxes. I could feel his cock getting bigger and harder at the same time that my balls were almost sucked up into my body. As soon as I felt the spasms of his cock, his hand was filled with my juice as he fed me his in my bowels. I rested in his arms trying to recover any composure.

• I don't know about you Darren, I said, but I could really get used to waking up like that every day.

Darren laughed at that, but agreed wholeheartedly.

• It is nice indeed to wake up like that. We only need a houseboy to bring us our coffees just as we finish.

As if on clue, there was a knock at the door and Martin came in with two mugs of steaming coffee. We erupted out laughing out loud and Martin just had a surprised look on his face, not knowing what we were laughing about. Despite of his surprise he sat down on the bed next to Darren, handing us our mugs. The beverage of the God's slid down my throat and woke we up even more, but I still needed a shower to reach the point where I would be completely operative. I got out of bed and went to the bathroom. I adjusted the water temperature and got in the shower, letting the water cascading over my body. Just as I was taking the soap in my hand, I felt some one was joining me. It was only half a surprise to see it was Martin.

• Want some help with soaping your back, he asked.

I didn't want to exclude him just like that. I didn't want to hurt his feelings, but at the same time I was wondering what Darren would think or say. That thought was quickly answered as he joined us under the water. Martin was caught in sandwich between the two of us. We were rubbing our bodies together, all three of us and although we had just spilled our juices, we were again hard. Martin turned towards Darren and soaped his chest and I was standing behind him. His bubble butt pressed again my raging hard-on. With the soap running over our bodies, we were all quite slippery and before I actually was aware of it, my cock slipped between Martin's ass-cheeks. I entered him with ease and started to fuck him while he was nibbling on Darren's nipples. Martin bent over a little to be able to get down on Darren and doing so he spread his legs and gave me a better access to his ass. I increased my pumping and Martin increased his sucking on Darren's cock. We had both shot our loads not even ten minutes ago, but surprisingly I felt my hormones take over and was ready to shoot again. I looked over Martin to Darren and saw that he had closed his eyes and thrown his head back, clearly enjoying Martin's ministrations. Moans and groans filled the shower space and the steam of the warm water was giving the whole situation a strange atmosphere. We were all three so absorbed in what we were doing, that we didn't had any notion of time. We just enjoyed the moment and before long Martin was filled at both sides and screaming out as he shot his load that disappeared in the drain due to the flowing water. We rinsed off the remaining of soap and got out, took some fluffy towels and dried ourselves. It was an awkward moment and an almost palpable silence. I went to the bedroom with the other two in tow and picked out a T-shirt and some shorts. Martin seemed a little bit surprised at that as all the other times we just stayed naked. Darren followed my lead and Martin couldn't do anything else as to dress as well.

To be continued ??? ...

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