Unexpected: Five Years On 5
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This document contains homosexual themes and acts. If you are underage or don't like the subject, then don't read it.
The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile imagination.
Previously
Timothy could feel Jeremy flexing around his very hard cock. He moaned that he wouldn't last long if Jeremy continued. Jeremy flexed harder and stroked himself harder. Suddenly Timothy moved hard and fast crying out. He went in hard and pushed as far as he could. After a few seconds, he started to stroke to the remaining pulses of his orgasm. Timothy almost in a fog of sensations looked down to see shots of semen firing over Jeremy's chest and then his stomach. The looked at each other through a mutual haze.
Timothy let himself down onto his chest and they kissed. There were tears in Timothy's eyes.
"You OK?"
"Just emotional with happiness. I react this way sometime."
Jeremy responded by hugging him tighter and kissing his eyes.
"That is the nicest reaction that I have ever had. Dad usually tells me to man up."
Jeremy brought back a warm wet cloth an towel and he gently cleaned Timothy up. Timothy took the cloth and cleaned up Jeremy.
Jeremy looked at him. "I am ready for a repeat anytime you are."
"I am ready for as many times as you can manage."
"Up to you. Timothy, I haven't had an experience like that for a long time."
Jeremy spooned him and Timothy turn his head for one last kiss.
Present
Timothy had not had that good a sleep for months. He turned carefully so as not to waken Jeremy. His tight, toned body was uncovered to his waist. He almost didn't even want to acknowledge his own thoughts to himself. Jeremy was everything that he had ever imagined in a guy: good looking, great body, smart, great to be with and sexy. He wanted to touch him, kiss him and make love to him; he couldn't get enough of him. He was so damn hard again that it almost hurt but he desperately needed the bathroom.
He must have wakened Jeremy when he got up because Jeremy was lying on his side watching the door to the bathroom as Timothy left it. Oh, shit Timothy muttered to himself, I am still hard. Jeremy had a smile on his face as he lowered the sheet to reveal his own very hard cock.
With a smile and a very intense look, Jeremy, "We both must have the same two ideas. First that." He pointed to the bathroom. "And then take care of this." He stroked himself lightly.
Any concern or shyness left Timothy immediately. He had never felt so at ease with a guy.
Jeremy was thinking much the same thing. There was a guy who, at first, he had thought might be a little shy, was now walking calmly out of the bathroom with his cock hard and swinging back and forth. What a wonderful way to start the day. Timothy really was a good looking man. He had a lovely slim physique but a filled out frame with such lovely light brown skin with just enough hair in the middle of his chest to be interesting for Jeremy. Jeremy could still feel the invasion, hours before, from that wonderful cock. He wanted more. He wondered if Timothy was versatile. It would not be a deal breaker but it would make their time together more interesting for him.
Jeremy jumped out of bed. As they passed each other, Jeremy reached over and pulled Timothy to him and kissed him. As they pulled apart, he reached down and fondled that hard cock.
"Oh, be careful! That could finish me on the spot."
"Good, hold that thought. I think that I need that again. Could become addictive."
"Now I would like that kind of addiction."
It was intense and satisfying. Jeremy felt Timothy's first contractions and could feel the new lubrication being shot into him. He started a minute later. He was covered with his own cum and Timothy's still hard cock was shining with lube and semen.
"Wow, look at me. I am going to need a shower."
Timothy surprised him yet again. "I can help." He leaned over and licked Jeremy clean and then kissed him. Jeremy's eyes must have been as big as saucers as Timothy continued, "Now we can make some coffee and shower later. You know, recharge ourselves with food and coffee and then who knows what. What's the look?"
"Talk about addiction!"
"Totally addicted already."
Nobody had been that bold and upfront with Jeremy for a long time. He wanted to hold him and protect him. Tom was right; he was smitten.
"Jeremy, you keep introducing me to new things. I love this espresso. Never had it before."
"My dads took me to Europe, the August before university. It became my favourite coffee. My espresso maker was a present from Tom and Eric when I moved into the condo. Here let me make you another."
As Jeremy handed him another espresso, "What do you want to do?"
"You mean after our shower?"
Jeremy smiled, "One track mind! It's OK. I want it as badly as you. Yes after the shower, you sexy beast."
"How about a workout and lunch out?" Timothy thought for a minute. "Damn. No gym clothes"
"Borrow some of mine. We are the same height and they will look great on you."
They cooked a great breakfast together. The shower was a totally new experience for Timothy. It was a first and would certainly not be the last one.
Jeremy was impressed with Timothy's workout routine. He could lift a lot of weight and had excellent cardio fitness. Both guys felt invigorated. As they showered at the gym, Jeremy glanced over at Timothy who was staring at Jeremy's body. Timothy had a sly smile on his face.
Jeremy couldn't let that pass. "Don't even go there." He tried to be stern but burst out laughing as Timothy gave the most pathetic look. "I need food. You have more than a two hour drive. You have to go home to pack. Stop perving on body and let's get out of here."
"I wish I could just cancel and stay here for the whole long weekend."
"I would like nothing more butt .... Let's go to the Chien Noir cafe. I have some ideas." He saw the look on Timothy's face and Jeremy looked sternly at him. "No! You are leaving for the chalet this afternoon by yourself. This has to do with June. No more information until we eat!"
"This place is really lovely. Do you eat here a lot? Do you bring all your conquests here?"
"I came here on a business luncheon and I had the dads come here a few times for various celebrations. And I don't have conquests and I certainly wouldn't consider you one. You seem to forget that you initiated our get togethers. But I do bring a guy here who has captivated me and with whom I want to share some time and have a really nice meal." He reached across the table and squeezed Timothy's hand. "Oh, it is gay friendly as well."
At that instant, a young, male waiter came to the table and with a knowing smile, "Gentlemen, can I get you a drink before I tell you about the specials." To Timothy, it felt so good to be able to be touched by his guy in public. Sometimes, it was the small things that meant so much.
They decided, at least Jeremy spoke for them, that Timothy was driving, so they ordered a cappuccino and the special of the day that had goat's cheese as a main ingredient. It became clear that Timothy was adventuresome but did not have a lot of experience with different foods. Apparently, Timothy's mother liked to cook but stuck to fairly common things. Jeremy was going to enjoy leading him on that journey.
"Jeremy that was wonderful and I would never have ordered it without your advice."
"It is amazing what a trip to Europe can do and to have a dad who is a good cook and Momma who is fantastic. I now enjoy trying all sorts of things."
"You said that you had some ideas for June."
"Right. My football league always needs players. The ability levels are wildly different. I would like you come out and give it a try. Before you object, just think, it would have us together Tuesdays and Saturdays with no questions raised. I would like to take you to church and then lunch some Sunday before July 1 to meet my family. That could be described as a bike ride with friends. We could have several bike rides in June."
"You are a devious bugger."
"I may be devious but I haven't buggered anyone yet." That stopped the conversation and Timothy shook his head and laughed. Jeremy continued. "Don't you think that it is a master plan of incredible sophistication? I want some time with you. I enjoy being with you. We can start being together." Oh shit, had he said too much?
"Oh, Jeremy, You steal my words from me." Timothy agreed to try the football and to attend church with the family. He looked at Jeremy as they stood to leave. "Come back to my place. I want to give you a good bye that I cannot give here and I want to talk for a moment." He paused. "I have some things that I need to say. Trust me?"
"You know that we cannot do much but I'll come with you but only for a few minutes."
"Spoils sport!"
"Yeah that's me today." He looked sternly. "I mean it!"
"OK, on your terms."
Timothy had packed some stuff and threw some more clothes in and gathered some food and alcohol that he had bought. He turned to Jeremy and signalled for him to sit down for just a few minutes at the island in the kitchen.
"Jeremy, I may be out of place and talking too soon but I have some things that I want you to know. These last days with you have been some of the most enjoyable days that I have had in a long time. I feel really alive for the first time in a very long time. You don't have to say a thing. I just want you to know. If you don't feel this way and want to go out with other guys, please just let me know. I can't tie you down."
Jeremy put his hands on the counter, pursed his lips and leaned towards Timothy. "First, I haven't seen another guy since we started dating and we are dating. I only want to see you. I feel exactly the same as you do. You don't know how much it took back there at the restaurant to tell you that we would only stay at your place for a few minutes. I would love to be with you for the entire long weekend. You and me only. Maybe I want to be tied down." He said it in a way that a double entendre was obvious. There was fun and mirth on both their faces
Timothy stood and pulled Jeremy up to him. "I wanted to give you a proper goodbye."
He kissed him long and hard. Hands were everywhere.
Timothy broke the kiss. Reluctantly, "OK, I'll text you when I arrive. Off to do my filial duties. I'll miss you."
Jeremy held his hand as they walked to the door. He leaned over, gave Timothy a quick kiss and was out the door.
Jeremy was elated by Timothy's feelings. He knew exactly where he wanted to go, his refuge. He suspected that one of his dads might be home. If not, he would wait.
Both dads were in and both were surprised and happy to have their guy drop by. They talked for a few moments.
Jamie looked at him after a few minutes. "You seem different, really happy, on top of things. Did you just drop over or do you have news?"
Chuckling, "Damn, Dad, you do know me too well. Do you remember using a phrase to me many years ago, one day when I was little down about my life?" Jamie gave him a quizzical look. "You said ... some time, some place ...."
Before he could finish, Jamie broke in. "Someone! Jeremy if that is your news, I am so happy. You have no idea how I have waited for this." He was making his way to Jeremy as he spoke. He could tell from the look on Jeremy's face that he had it right. The hug was all enveloping. There were tears of happiness in Jeremy's eyes. His dads meant so much to him.
From the other side of the room, a plaintive voice, Philipo's. "Would someone let me in on this obviously big event."
Both Jamie and Jeremy started to laugh. Jamie explained. Philip was there beside them in an instant. He added his feelings with a massive Philipo hug. "Jeremy I am so happy. Sit and tell us about what has been going on in your life. What is his name and when did you meet? Everything, everything! In detail!"
"I met Timothy at the wedding and we talked. Turned out that we both like good film and he played a bit of football back in high school but he is an expert snow skier and water skier. He is a lawyer who works for your law firm. He is bright, sensitive and funny. We have been out a several times and I am invited to his families chalet for July 1 to learn how to water ski."
"Oh to meet the family."
"Hmm, not the way you think. He is gay but in the closet, especially with his family. He has told me that he will tell them after July1. On that holiday, I am going to be a friend from the city who wants to try water skiing."
Philipo, "Been there and done that . You should be so lucky as me to have a Tony. From the look on your face, we have never told you that one."
Jamie interrupted with a laugh. "My big, masculine Philipo had just never managed to tell his family that he was gay. Tony came to his door one Saturday morning. I opened it with a dressing gown on and nothing underneath it."
"You told me this years ago but I have forgotten a lot of it."
"First, I wondered if older brothers had x ray vision and could see that I was naked underneath." That got a chuckle. "Then I pulled myself together and figured that he was not going to go away so I invited him in for breakfast. Guess who was in the kitchen dressed just in boxer briefs, completely naked except for them? Tony, bless his soul, hardly batted an eye and asked if I was a friend or more than a friend." Jamie gave Philipo that look of total love that said so much. "He said more, much more than a friend. Tony helped set the stage for letting Momma and Pops know."
"I would actually like to be a little more forward. I would like to take Timothy to church one Sunday before July 1 and then back to Momma and Pops' to meet everyone." He looked at them. "I know he may run in total fear. I'll do what you must have done with Jamie. I let give him a run down on the entire family and how to mix with them. He has to meet them. You all are the most important people in my life. I am going to be seeing mom tomorrow when she is in town for a visit and I'll let her know as well."
They had a lovely meal with a glass of very good wine. Towards the end, Jeremy's phone beeped; he had a text message. He smiled at his dads. "Timothy promised to text me when he could when he arrived to let me know that he had arrived safely."
He opened the message. There was a lovely photo looking from a deck down to the water and shore. It looked so lovely. 'Hi, This is what you are going to see. I told my parents over supper that you were coming to try some water skiing. I told them that we had met at the wedding and you had mentioned that you would like to try water skiing. Thought about you all the way up. I am almost hard right now just thinking back over Friday and Saturday. Will text again. Be good.'
Jeremy smiled.
Jamie looked at him. "That look. He has you, hook, line and sinker. No don't be embarrassed. Enjoy every moment and I hope that you find what I have found."
From across the room, Philipo had an expectant look, "What have you found?"
"You!"
Jeremy would give millions of dollars to have the look that passed between his dads. He quickly told himself to be cool and not to jump too high or too soon. It was early days, but great, early days.
A couple of hundred kilometres away, Timothy had composed yet another text message but he had deleted it, chastising himself that it was early days and not to make a fool of himself by bombarding Jeremy with text messages. He hoped that he wasn't putting too much hope into this. Jeremy was more experienced than him and might just find him tiresome.
He and his parents watched a movie on satellite TV and Timothy had said that he would have an early evening after his drive. He might not text him but Jeremy was with him right there in his mind. He had brought a box of Kleenex with him to clean up because he knew that there was only one way that he would get any sleep that night.
When he started he figured that it would be long and slow. He had brought lots of lube and he started very shortly after he had read some news and other things on his iPad. He was lost in a world of images of Jeremy and sensations as he slowly stoked his hard, red cock. He was dreaming of Jeremy the previous night and his other hand had gone down to his own opening and had lightly touched it. It felt better than he had ever imagined before. He put lots of lube on his fingers and slowly inserted one finger into himself. There was some resistance but it slipped in. It felt great. No, more than great; it seemed to energize his entire body. No again. It set him on fire.
As he stroked his cock, he pushed his finger in farther until he found a spot that felt incredible when he touched and massaged it. The combination of stroking and massaging was awesome. Is this what Jeremy felt when Timothy was in him, just this morning? Was that the cause of Jeremy's sighs of pleasure? Go for more Timothy he told himself. There were two fingers in him and then three. His whole body was tingling and shaking to the incredible picture of Jeremy in his mind and the exquisite feelings that radiated through his body.
Minutes later, he warned himself to slow down and enjoy it but suddenly with all synapses firing, he went over the edge and that is exactly how his mind perceived it. Suddenly, almost every physical sensation was centred in his groin, unstoppable. The pain and pleasure radiated out over his body as his orgasm literally took over his body. His hand was stroking to the pulses of his orgasm as his finger massaged the spot. Huge arcs of semen flew out of him landing on his chest, one, two and then his stomach, three, four, five, and then came flowing out of and down his cock, six, seven, eight and nine. He heard himself softly whimpering as the contractions continued for many more seconds. He heard himself breathing hard, almost gasping. He heard himself off in the distance, 'ah fuck, Jeremy, Jeremy'.
He woke the next morning hard as a rock. After a quick trip to the washroom, he took care of that immediate problem. His last thought as he put on a dressing gown was that if that is how it felt, he wanted Jeremy in him. He knew that Jeremy was the guy that he wanted to do it.
Breakfast was enjoyable sitting on the front deck listening to the water lapping on the beach. He heard his parents in the kitchen. His father came out and told him that it was obvious that Timothy was ready and they could get most of the work done by supper time and they could relax that evening. Although Timothy hadn't told his parents, he was going to leave after an early lunch on Monday. They were staying until Tuesday. That meant that he could get to Jeremy's and spend the night. Just the thought had him beginning to fill out. He sent Jeremy a text with that message and he received a very welcoming reply.
His parents were surprised at his early leaving but he pleaded traffic and meetings on Tuesday, morning. He made a good show of his reluctance to leave the peace and quiet of the lake but in truth, he was very excited.
He drove fast but not much over the speed limit and finally arrived at Jeremy's around 3. He grabbed his backpack. He used his key to get into the building and would have run up the stairs but the elevator was waiting for him. He knocked on the door.
Jeremy opened it. Jeremy looked at him from head to toe. His eyes focused on the backpack. There was just a little trace of amusement starting on his lips. "Timothy, great to see you." He cocked his head. "Planning on staying a while? You know the backpack." It sounded like a real question.
Timothy decided that two could play that game. He made a little noise with his lips and with a small sigh, "I had thrown in my iPad and Kobo reader and didn't want to leave them in the car so I just grabbed the whole thing. Here, give me a sec, let me get them out and I'll take the backpack down to the car." He actually started to open the backpack.
"Maybe do that inside." Jeremy took the backpack, pulled Timothy in and shut the door quickly. "You are good. Fast thinking and very believable. Ever thought of going into law and being a lawyer?"
The two locked eyes. Jeremy made the first move. He grabbed Timothy and pulled him to him, "I think actions now, not words."
He pulled him in and kissed him. Jeremy gave him a very gentle kiss that was soft and long. It was a lover's kiss. His eyes were staring into those lovely hazel eyes. Tongues touched tongues gently and it was so arousing for both. Jeremy disengaged. "God, I missed you. I sure hope that you have every intention of staying a long time. You did say that your parents were staying until tomorrow?"
Timothy just shook his head yes and started the kiss again. It became much more passionate and aggressive. Buttons were undone and somehow shirts slipped off. They lay on heap on the floor. Pants became a nuisance and they were off. As Jeremy pointed out he was now very uncomfortable in his briefs. Timothy agreed that it was just sensible to release that pressure. By now they were smiling at each other.
"Jeremy you have no idea the daydreams that I had on Saturday night and this morning. You were the star of my mental video."
"Was I nasty and dirty?"
"You were sexy, sensuous, caring; you were incredible. Come and I'll reenact some of it with you." He put his arm around Jeremy and guided him down the hall.
"Don't you want to eat supper?"
"I have hors d'oeuvres planned." Nodding his head with a very evil smile. "You are going to like them."
"I think that you missed me. Have I unleashed a monster?"
"Yep, to both!"
As they entered the bedroom, Timothy pushed Jeremy against the doorway and kissed him while he slowly and deliberately stroked his inflamed cock. Timothy stood back looking at Jeremy as if he was examining a beautiful work of art which is exactly what he saw. The sight of that wonderful body almost left him breathless. He forced Jeremy's hands to his side and ran his own all over the work of art, marvelling at the sensations of the soft skin over hard muscle. He leaned in to kiss his chest and nipples. Jeremy was little taken by surprise and delight at the pure physical nature of the onslaught.
Jeremy finally forced Timothy off. "Hey, I want some hors d''oeuvres too." Timothy was quickly pushed onto the bed and Jeremy's tongue was all over his body. When Timothy felt his legs being raised and pulled apart, he knew that he was going to get what he wanted. The first touch of the tongue on his opening was exactly as he had imagined it. He gasped. "Oh, fuck Jeremy don't stop. I am the hors d'oeuvre that I planned for you." The sensations were even stronger than he had imagined.
Finally, Timothy put his hands on Jeremy's head and pulled him up for a kiss. He reached over and got out the lube. He took one of Jeremy's fingers and put it in the lube and then put that finger at his opening. Jeremy's eyes widened as he looked at Timothy with an unspoken question.
"In! Find the spot!" It was both a request and an order. Jeremy didn't mind that a bit. "Then I will need two and then three fingers. Oh, oh, now move them around."
He wasn't sure how long this went on but he felt almost high, off in another place. He finally raised himself to see the look of total love and lust in Jeremy's eyes. Timothy moved up, knelt in front of Jeremy and started to lick and suck his straining cock. "I love the taste."
He took the lube and smeared it on Jeremy and then deliberately put a lot onto his fingers, lay on his back and put it in himself. He pulled Jeremy over him and placed him at his opening. Jeremy just knelt over him. "Are you sure?"
"Jeremy, I never wanted anything more. Well, maybe that pony for my 12th birthday. No not even that."
Chuckling with a smile, "You just never cease to surprise me."
They had moved a bit and he felt Timothy put him at his entrance again and Jeremy moved his cock around slowly and then when he felt Timothy was ready, he went in just a bit watching carefully to make certain that Timothy was not in pain. Timothy fixed that and put his hands on Jeremy's butt and very slowly pulled him until he just slipped in and held.
"OK, tight and I can certainly feel the invasion." He breathed a little heavily and swallowed. "No, I'm OK." Timothy closed his eyes and his face finally relaxed and Jeremy could feel him contracting and then loosening around him. It not only felt great but it meant that Timothy was enjoying this. Finally the hands on his butt started pulling him again. The hands stopped. "Oh, yeah, just move over that spot." He whimpered a bit. "Incredible!"
Finally, Jeremy was all the way in. He reached down and kissed Timothy who responded with a passionate kiss.
"Jeremy sorry to be rude but take me. You have no idea how much I want that."
Jeremy realized how important this was to Timothy. Jeremy guessed that he was probably the first for Timothy. He knew that he wanted to make it memorable. As he started to move in and out, he leaned down to kiss him and then he slowly licked his nipples and bit them gently all the while he was moving in him. He went slowly and he went fast. He was gentle and then hard and passionate. Several times he stopped fully in and just let himself lie on Timothy but holding most of his weight on this arms and legs. They kissed and talked to each other. Timothy put his lets up over Jeremy's back and crossed them holding him tightly. He told him how much he was enthralled by what they were doing and finally told him to get to it.
Jeremy didn't need any more encouragement than that. He started again in earnest. He took them to the edge several times. He finally knew that he was so close that he was not going to able to edge again. He finally looked intently at Timothy and told him to stroke himself and Jeremy began to increase the force and speed of his strokes but several times, he just stroked over the prostate. Timothy's eyes were open but almost unfocused. Jeremy too was lost in the incredible sensation of nerves firing, sending messages of passion and pleasure to his brain. Timothy's hand sped up and Jeremy could feel Timothy's body go rigid. His first shot hit his shoulder. The contractions around Jeremy's cock were exquisite. He pumped harder and faster. Suddenly, Jeremy gasped and he too went rigid and started firing blast after after blast into Timothy. Jeremy could see that Timothy had fired an incredible amount from his shoulder to his navel. He didn't care. He lay on top of Timothy kissing him passionately while trying to get his breath back.
There were tears streaming down Timothy's face. He saw the look of concern in Jeremy's face. "Tears of joy." He wanted to use the word 'lover' but even in this state, he knew that might be a bit soon.
Jeremy did his usual. He licked his face clean and kissed his eyes. He turned them on their side still in him and gently touched him all over. They were both covered in semen. Jeremy leaned over and licked some of it up. He looked as if he were tasting a fine wine. Timothy heard a muttered, 'delicious' from Jeremy. Eventually, he softened and came out.
With an intense, passionate look, "Jeremy, Jeremy ...."
Jeremy put his fingers over Timothy's mouth. Licked some more up and kissed him lovingly again and simply muttered, "Me too."
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If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have published on Nifty. In particular, my first story, Unexpected Change which has had the most positive comments and one of my other favourites, What a Difference a Year Makes. I have recently reread Introspection and it is worth a read.
Unexpected Change, Nifty, College, April 16, 2011
Friendship, Nifty, Adult Friends, May 20, 2011
Surprising Last Year at University, Nifty, College, June 9, 2011
Murder Changed My Life, Nifty, Beginnings, July 8, 2011
What is Love?, Nifty, Beginnings, August 31, 2011
Getting My Act Together, Nifty, Adult-Friends, November 10, 2011
Surprised, Nifty, Adult-Friends, January 14, 2012
Surprised Eric and Dave, Beginnings, February 10, 2012
Surprised Graham and Robert, Nifty, Adult-Friends, March 22, 2012
What a Difference a Year Makes, Nifty, Adult-Friends, September 13, 2012
Discoveries, Nifty, Beginnings, November 1, 2012
Introspection, Nifty, Relationships, August 1, 2013
Bad Boy Series, Nifty, Beginning, January 2, 2014
Unexpected, Nifty, Adult Friends, September 18, 2015