Unexpected Events

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Chapter 3

I guess that during the night we all moved and shifted, because when the sun came through the window and I opened my eyes, I was spooning pool man and Clive was spooning me. Was it just his morning wood or was he having a nice dream, I don't know, but he sure had his hard on poking at my ass. I spit into my hand and rubbed his dick, making it slippery and without waiting I pushed myself on it. He entered me easily as I was still holding a few loads from a few hours ago. As I fucked myself on his pole, my own cock got rock hard and once again I spit in my hand to make it slippery. I didn't know if the brothers were awake or not, but I pushed my cock into pool man's hole. He moved a little backwards and soon I was in sandwich between the two of them. They didn't have to move at all, I did. I started slowly to be sure I found the right limits so that I kept Clive's dick in my hole while pushing into pool man's. My movements must have woken the guys as hands started to caress very bit that was reachable. Breathing got heavy but not a word was said. As it is with a morning hard on, I knew I would not last long before shooting my load. I gave some more speed and felt Clive reaching his point of no return. That sent me over the edge and I shot my load into pool man. As I had my hand around his dick I felt the stickiness of his load between my fingers. The fucking pace slowed down and we all turned towards the others and gave good morning kisses.

• This is really the best way to wake up, Clive said.

I chuckled at this and so did pool man, who was next to speak.

• Yes indeed, little brother, but we'd better get out of bed and on our way as we have work to do!

I had forgotten these two were living here and had to work for their living and were not here on holiday. I could stay in bed if I wanted, but they didn't. I discovered by their conversation that they were actually working together and I had the feeling that work would now be a lot more enjoyable as they had talked the day before and were at peace with their feelings and had no more secrets.

I got out of bed and made a fresh pot of coffee and prepared some breakfast. Meanwhile I heard the shower running and they soon came both out, dressed in their uniform. I didn't know where they had hidden them, but apparently they were real boy scouts: Be Prepared! They didn't say a lot during breakfast and I guess we were all lost in our own thoughts. I had to admit I was going to miss them during this day and I didn't know if I was pushy by inviting them to dinner the same night.

• I am going to miss you today, I said.

• No you won't, said pool man.

And with that he got out of the house to return a few minutes later with some shorts and a company polo shirt.

• Go have a shower and put this on, he said, you are coming with us today. If you can have fun all day and all night yesterday, you sure will be able to help us out with the pools.

I must have been looking completely stunned and surprised, but ran to the bathroom to have a shower and came back to the kitchen fitted with the same clothes the brothers had on. I found it was a good idea to spend an entire day with them and not being bored to death laying on a chair next to the pool.

We put everything away and the dishes in the washer and were on our way without delay. Pool man just explained to me what was planned for the day and I realized the company was his. Actually, he was the boss and Clive worked for him as he didn't find a job in his field. I learned quite a lot about them during the day, how they were living after their parent's death a few years ago and pool man taking over his father's business. The company was doing fine, but was not allowing them to live out their dreams, just enough to pay the bills and living quietly. No fancy restaurants, no far away travels, and no super cars. But they genuinely looked happy with what they had.

• The first pool we have to do is one of a lady who thinks she is a super star because she appeared in a few commercials on the screen. Let's just hope she hasn't looked to deep into the liquor bottle yet, because than she can't keep her hands to herself. That's one of the reasons we always try to go there early.

It seemed like a nice house from the outside and soon Clive was cleaning the pool, taking out the fallen leaves and so on and put one of these robot things in the water that cleaned the bottom of the pool. Meanwhile I helped pool man with the filters and checking the ph levels and whatever it was he had to check.

• Ah, there you are Darren, a female voice said.

She hadn't seen me and went straight to pool man (I finally discovered his first name) and felt his butt without the slightest shame. I didn't know how to react but thought of helping Darren out by coughing out loud so that the lady of the house would know they were not alone in this tiny space where the filters were. She immediately removed her hand and looked me over with an air of disdain, probably wondering who I was and what I was doing there. She had a glass of liquor in her hands but was not wasted enough to not notice I wore the company uniform. She looked me over once more and left as quickly as she arrived.

Darren burst out laughing and said: "Thank you for saving my ass". I joined him in laughter and we finished the work we had to do. As we came to the pool, Clive was also finished and we collected whatever tools we had used and said good-bye to the lady of the house who was sprawled out on a lounge chair with her ever resent glass of liquor in her hand. What a pity. That woman had probably everything she could ever want, and was wasting her time and money on booze from the early hours of the day on.

We left almost in a hurry. Neither Darren, nor Clive, nor me, wanted to have to watch such decrepitude at the start of a wonderful day. We climbed into the truck and were on our way to the second pool of the day.

• This pool belongs to the renting company that manages the house you are in, Darren said. This seems to be a long-term rental as the tenants are there already three months and as far as I know, they are not about to leave yet. It is a couple, but every time I went, only the husband was in. I haven't even seen his wife yet. He is ...

Darren seemed to hesitate to go on with what he wanted to say, but remembered suddenly that the secrets were no more and that he could speak up freely.

• ... at first sight a relatively young guy, in his mid thirties I would guess, but as his hair is completely grey with white streaks, he seems older. For what I could see he still has a very toned body without being a body-builder type, just fit and with no fat at all. The most amazing feature of this man, are his eyes. They are the most beautiful blue I have ever seen on a human being and when he is smiling he smiles not only with his mouth and lips, but most of all with those incredible eyes.

• It seems my big brother has a crush on the guy, Clive said to me with a smirk.

• No, not at all. Even though I have to admit he is a handsome man, he is not my type and to finish off your vivid imagination Clive, he is married. I saw a wedding band on a gold chain around his neck. It seems to be that in our days, men prefer to wear it that way.

We reached the house after a few miles driving on a small road. Just as for my house, there was an iron fence all around it. Darren stopped his truck in front of the gate, jumped out and pushed a button that was on an intercom device. The gate opened slowly and we drove in. Darren didn't stop at the main entrance of the house, but went on the side where apparently there was a service entrance. We got out of the truck and both men new exactly what they had to do. Darren went for the engine room and Clive went for the pool itself. This time I went with Clive as I wanted to divide my time between the two bothers. He gave me the net and told me to take the leaves out of the water. Meanwhile he went for the robot to clean out the bottom of the pool. I just wondered why as the pool looked immaculately clean.

When the guy who rented the house came out, I could understand why Darren had spoken in such appraisal. He looked indeed very attractive and his smile was genuine. He came over and shook our hands and had a bit of small talk. He directly asked who I was as he had not seen me before, or had he? I looked at his face and it seemed familiar to me. Now, you have to know that when I see someone in another place than I saw them before, I have problems remembering them, even if I know I saw them in the past. This was the case with this man. I knew with 100% certainty that I had seen him before, but I couldn't possibly remember where. We were still holding hands and you could almost see our brains working in total overdrive, both trying to remember where and when we had met in the past. The more I looked in his eyes, the more I was certain we had before.

After a long time, we realized we were still holding hands and that we held them far longer than for normal politeness. We released our grip, but the eye contact was still there. We had both fallen in complete silence, till Clive coughed to make his presence known to us. That cough brought us back to reality. At that moment Darren came back from the engine room stating he was finished. Our host than offered us a drink, and as the day was getting quite hot, we accepted. He went into the house and came back out a few minutes later with a big jar of iced lemonade and four glasses. It seemed the wife was not present this time either. Clive, who was the nosy one of us three, just asked for her saying:

• Is the wife out?

Martin, that's how he had presented himself, suddenly looked sad.

• No, she is not out at all and she's not my wife either. Actually it is my sister and she's in bed. She's been ill for quite some time now, and the doctors actually don't even know what she has. All the symptoms are contradictory. The blood tests indicate a severe infection and all the tests that have been done come back, unfortunately, with positive results. This means that she has a combination of various diseases. She should take pills for one disease but she can't because of the other disease. In hospital she was so ...

...and Martin went on explaining what was wrong with his sister. That's where I realized where I had seen him before: in the hospital I was working for! It all came back in a flash. I remembered the doctors talking about the case and how they were so confused with all the different results. Martin's sister had been in Intensive care for several weeks and her condition was stable. She didn't get better nor worse. It was like her body was in stand-by. But than again, she couldn't live a normal life like that. Nothing changed for the longest time, except the white blood cells grew in number at a slow but certain pace.

I had crossed paths with Martin more than once and we always said just "Hello" but not starting any conversation at all. A few times, after seeing him but going on my way, I had turned around and saw he was doing the same, but being at my work I never tried to pursue the feeling we were both probably attracted to each other.

As Martin finished his explanation, which was according to what I knew of his sister's case, Clive again was the nosy one but in a subtle way.

• I am so sorry to hear that and I thought it was your wife because of the wedding band on the chain around your neck.

• That's actually my mothers and my father's wedding rings together. They died almost twenty years ago, but I can't have it not to feel them close, answered Martin.

At that moment, the faintest woman voice of his sister was calling out to Martin. He excused himself and went running into the house. We were sitting there, all three in our own thoughts and feelings. Martin came back a few minutes later, apologizing that he had to attend to his sister who was feeling worse today. We all three just stood up and shook hands with Martin. I don't know why, but I said to Martin to write down my phone number and that if he needed anything, anything at all, he just could call me. He looked me in the eyes, his with tears starting to fall down on his cheeks. He just put my number in his mobile and called the number so I would have his as a lost call. "Thank you" he just said and turned towards the house with a sadness in his eyes.

We went on our way to the next pool, but the joy and playfulness were gone. Martin's situation had affected all three of us.

After finishing the four pools that were scheduled for the day, we went back to my house. On the way Darren stopped to refuel the truck. As he was doing so, I saw a man selling lottery tickets. I just jumped out of the truck and went to buy three tickets. As I climbed back into the truck I gave one to Darren, one to Clive and kept one for myself.

• It seems nothing, but with a bit of luck it can be a huge present, I told them.

They looked surprised but kept the tickets in their wallets. Once we were at my place, we all shed clothes and dove into the pool. The sadness of Martin's situation faded a little. Hey! Life goes on. We played in the water for quite a while and swam some laps, challenging each other for a race. Darren and Clive were so close that it was difficult to say who won. Nonetheless I decided to open another bottle of Champagne to celebrate the victory. We relaxed on the terrace enjoying the sunset. Suddenly Clive's stomach growled with force. It made Darren and me laugh. I was not in the mood to start cooking so we ordered some pizza to be delivered. Just as I set down my mobile phone from ordering the pizza, it rang. I looked at the little screen and saw the caller ID: Martin.

I picked up the phone and said Hello.

• Hi there, Allan. I thought of calling you because I just remembered where and when I saw you before. You work at the hospital of my hometown, don't you?

• Yes, indeed I do. I remembered you as well as we have crossed path several times there.

• Yes, I remember quite clearly now. I also wanted you to know how grateful my sister and I are with all the efforts you all did when we were there. We really felt well cared, being it my sister as a patient or me as an accompanying person. I would like to thank you by inviting you for dinner one of these evenings, if that is convenient for you. You know, even though I take care of my sister with all of my heart, I feel lonely here. Don't get me wrong, I love my sister with my whole being, but as you probably know, it is just the two of us in this house.

• I understand Martin, I really do. I would be delighted to come over one of these nights and spend the evening with you. Just tell me when and I will be there.

• What about tomorrow night around 7 pm?

• That's just fine. If there would be a change of plans for any reason at all, don't hesitate to call me. I will understand.

• I'll do so if it occurs.

We ended our conversation with some small talk and said goodnight.

I went back to the terrace and told my friends the conversation I just had and how I actually knew Martin from another place and another time. They looked at me in disbelief but could see I was not inventing anything. This was so true, unfortunately for Martin's sister and him. We talked a few more minutes about it, but I wanted to get this out of my mind. Darren and Clive didn't have to go through a medical report and a sad situation. I was just telling them that when the doorbell rang. It must be the pizza delivery boy. I gave some money to Clive and asked him to answer the door and take care of the pizzas. He went and Darren and I talked a little bit more. After a few minutes we just wondered what took Clive so long with the pizzas. I was about to stand up and go and have a look when he appeared at the door of the terrace with a young man in tow. That guy was cute! Even in his pizza uniform that didn't do him any justice, I could see he had to have a nice body underneath that red clothing.

• Hey guys, this is Fred. He delivers our pizzas but he told me it is his last delivery of the day and as I saw him sweating that much I invited him to have a dive in the pool. Allan, do you have any swimwear for him? Clive asked winking at me.

I understood his wink immediately and tried to come up with a decent excuse and told him that all the swimwear was in the laundry, but if Fred didn't mind go commando, there was no problem at all. As to confirm this I stood up, took away the towel I had around my waste, and dove into the pool in my birthday suit. Darren, who seemed to have lost all of his timidity of the last day, did the same and as we reached the end of the pool and looked back at the terrace, we could see Clive was the ever-helping hand in removing Fred's clothing. Fred was blushing a little but did nothing to prevent Clive of what he was doing. Fred was just as gorgeous as I assumed he would be. Perfect tanned body, without a tanning line, nice uncut cock, which was not completely flaccid, nice bush in his pubes and a few spare hairs on his chest. A prefect, almost professional dive made him enter the water without splashing. That guy must have been on a swim team of any kind because the way he moved in the water was absolutely stunning. A real dolphin. He swam several laps and it didn't even seem he had to make any effort. It was pure grace and Darren as well as me, were both looking in awe. Clive tried, unsuccessfully, to keep up with Fred, but in the swimming department, he was not up to it. After that serious demonstration of his skills, Fred swam leisurely towards us as we were standing at the shallow end of the pool. He didn't know how to behave and as Clive was a little more blunt, Fred blushed away in a very cute manner. It was clear he wanted to grab Clive, but didn't dare to. Just so he would feel more at ease, I grabbed Darren and kissed him on the mouth. Darren doesn't need a lot to get excited and soon he was returning my kiss with passion. When I am kissing, I always close my eyes and let myself being submerged by the feelings. My hands wander over the body of the man who is kissing in return and I was not surprised at all to feel Darren's hard on pressing against mine. As I opened my eyes and broke the kiss, I could see Fred had taken the clue as well as Clive and they were both making out like crazy. The passion of a new found body lights up more than one body. The pleasure of discovering something new is always exciting and for those two it was no different at all.

Darren and I got out of the pool and started on the pizza. We were starving after a long day work and the physical efforts in the pool. We were quickly joined by the two younger ones who dived in at the same speed. It was actually nice to see such a healthy appetite. The three pizzas were soon washed through by a few beers.

• I am still hungry, Clive said, but not that much for pizza.

Fred, once again, blushed. He was so cute with the dimples in his cheeks and his enticing smile.

• You know where the guest room is, I suggested to Clive.

He didn't need more than that to take Fred by the hand and lead him into the house. As they disappeared towards the guest-room, Darren and I looked at each other and burst out laughing. We commented the fact that Clive had a serious stamina and was surely going to do everything he could to have a blasting good time! Fred was a lucky man!

As it was getting late, and knowing Darren had to get up early, I suggested to turn in. As I asked him if he was staying the night, his eyes answered for him telling me he didn't think of it otherwise. As we hit the sheets, Darren was immediately on top of me. The passionate kiss that started in the swimming pool was soon resumed and I could feel my hormones ragging inside of me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist as to avoid him to go away. I should not have been afraid of that happening. Darren liked sex as much as I did. As we were gently kissing, we could hear the noises coming from the next room. They were already a step further than we did and I have to admit it turned me on. It must have turned Darren on as well as his lovemaking became a little more aggressive. He broke the kiss and nibbled on my earlobes, sucked on my collarbone, pinched my nipples and pressed his crotch onto mine. We were both producing a lot of pre-cum and our cocks rubbed against one another easily. The friction was such that I thought I wouldn't last long. But I wanted that man inside of me, strongly. I wanted to feel his physical force on me. I wanted to feel his rock hard muscles rub against my body. Darren didn't deceive me! It was as if he sensed my needs. He rubbed his body up and down on me. The sweat and the pre-cum acted as lubrication. At one point he more "glided" over me than rubbing me. He went down a little further, nibbling and softly biting on my nipples, which stood out proudly. He licked my belly and dove into my belly button with a undiminished ardor. His hands stroke my sides and came down on my hips. He caught my ass cheeks in both his strong hands and kneaded them softly but firmly. His lips kissed the tip of my cock, which was about to burst of pure pleasure. He opened his mouth wide and engulfed my manhood till it was in his throat. Once again he surprised me with his skills. His throat muscles started to work on the tip of my cock and the feeling was fantastic. Than he started to hum. The vibration of his humming was lifting me to a whole new feeling in my lower abdomen, because they reached much more than my cock. It seemed my whole lower abdomen was vibrating with his humming. It was such a powerful feeling that I thought my heart would stop beating and that I would stop breathing. I wanted to cry out this feeling, but not a sound came out of my mouth. Time stopped and I didn't want it to go on again.

But everything has an end, doesn't it? Darren stopped humming but that didn't mean he was finished with his ministrations. He came up a little and let his tongue swirl around my cock head. He even bit softly on my shaft, which was another first to me. He wanted to eat me alive! But he was so gentle doing this that I would have said yes if he asked me for my permission. He worked his magic on my cock, and than on my balls that he engulfed in his mouth and sucked on them. But his time he was eager to go faster to the big prize, so he let go of my balls, munched a little on that tender flesh before reaching my crack. With his strong arms he lifted my legs and dove between my ass cheeks with an undeniable lust. I could feel his tongue searching entry to my most private part. I tried to relax but I couldn't. I squirmed and trashed and grope the sheets as if they were giving me a hold-on-to. Where Darren had gotten the lube from, I didn't know, but I felt his first, and then the second finger up my chute, stretching me beyond what I thought was possible. After inserting the third finger, I just longed for him to take them out and replace them with his magic cock. He had opened me up well and as he positioned himself between my legs and aimed his steel hard dick at my entrance, I twitched my ass muscles in anticipation. What I hadn't anticipated was the fact that he entered me in one powerful thrust till his pubes tickled my ass cheeks. It just took my breath away, completely. Although I was well lubed up and well prepared, the pain of this thrust was excruciating. Involuntarily, I clamped my ass muscles and so trapped him inside of me. That was probably what he wanted as he let out a loud moan. He was considerate enough to give me some time before starting to go in and out, so I could get used to that invasion as that was exactly what it was: an invasion. But we all know that pain of penetration soon gives way to an immense pleasure, an indescribable feeling of fullness. As Darren saw I was relaxing, he started with small and slow strokes. It felt wonderful and I let him know by using my ass muscles the best I could. I tried my very best to synchronize the action of my ass muscles to his going in and out of me. From the look on his face I was succeeding in what I was doing.

At each entry he was rubbing my prostate and the pre-cum oozed out like a faucet. Darren pushed my legs wide apart and bent his head downwards. He was lean enough to catch the tip of my cock in his mouth, drinking up all the pre-cum I was producing. My cock head was so sensitive I screamed out loud my overloaded passion. I couldn't warn Darren ... my ejaculation came from nowhere, but was spurting out full blast. Where did all that semen come from? I had no idea, but I was filling his mouth with it. Once he felt that nothing more was coming out, he came up and kissed me with his mouth full of my juice. We shared my juice in a kiss full of passion. Drinking your own juice, served by one of the hottest man I had the chance to find, was heaven on earth. All the wile kissing, Darren kept on entering me, and each entry was even more forceful than the previous one. I grabbed my ankles and spread my legs as far as I could to give him the best access possible. He abandoned himself in his sexual frenzy. He pushed in and pulled out at the speed of light and with one final, deep thrust he suddenly stood still and emptied his balls into me. I felt the spasm at my sphincter and I almost had a second orgasm. As he stopped shooting, I just pushed him off of me, turned around as quickly as I could and took his cock in my mouth, sucking out the last drops of sperm. I knew his cock head was oversensitive and I just took advantage of that to make him scream out loud. Than I went up and shared the juice I had kept in my mouth. Darren responded to my kisses with all the passion he had.

We were lying there, next to each other, looking at each others face. Strangely enough, I wasn't feeling like I was falling in love with him. Oh, yes, the sex was great and at some times I even had the feeling we were more making love than having sex, but I knew I wasn't here for the rest of my life. We would be separated by thousands of miles in a very short time. Darren seemed, once again, to be reading my mind.

• I don't either, he just said.

I started to wonder if he had a sixth sense or something as he was answering to things I just thought about, without speaking them out loud.

• I will always cherish the moments we shared Allan, and with you I had the best sex in my life, but ... I don't think I am falling in love with you. Besides, with my life here and your that far away, there would be no way to make it work. Nonetheless, you will always be welcome here and maybe, maybe one day I can come up and visit you. Meanwhile, I also know there is some one else out there who will be your perfect lover in all the possible aspects of life. You'll know when you meet him, but I can tell you it will not take a long time before this happens.

I was flabbergasted. Darren had expressed himself in such a soft and lovely way. He showed me more love than any one could have done. Indeed, we would cherish our moments. We would have fantastic souvenirs and probably more than one masturbating fantasy to make us come. I thought I would be sad if I had have to say those things, but as he said it, it all felt so natural.

I nestled myself in his arms with my head on his chest. I could hear his heartbeat, slow and at peace. How was it that he knew I would meet my Mr. Right? How did he know it was going to happen soon? How was it that he could know all these things?

• It is a heritage from my mother, he said with a soft and tender voice. She gave me that ability to actually feel what other people think. This sixth sense has never failed me. That's why I can say those things to you. As for knowing you are going to meet the perfect match, believe me, I just know. You have a happy life in front of you. The start will not be easy because you will have to go through rough times, but with patience and your natural ability to get to the heart of the people, you will have a life most humans will envy you.

I didn't know what to say. I just lay there, in his arms, and completely at peace with myself, and everything that surrounded me. I felt serene. I turned around so that Darren could spoon me. I could feel he had a hard on once more.

• You want to go for round ... I don't know what number? I asked.

• No, he said, I just want to sleep inside of you.

With that said, he pushed his hips forward and he entered me without the slightest effort. He pushed in as far as he could and once he found the best position, with his cock deep into me, I could hear that his breathing got really steady and I even heard a slight snore. It didn't take me long to wander off to dreamland as well.

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