Unexpected Events

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All characters are just the result of my imagination. There is absolutely no connection to any one alive or death. A few things are the result of experiences I had, others just wishful thinking.

Chapter 4

I was dreaming. I know most people don't remember their dreams, and I am no exception, but this dream was like burned in my head, It was rather confusing, like most dream I would say, The faces of Darren, Clive and Martin alternated in a quick succession of events which were all related to physical pleasure. If one was fucking me, the other was sucking me and everything with a huge amount of kissing and caressing. Although my sexual appetite was more than satisfied, and even though I was dreaming, I could feel I was going to come. Although I was sleeping, I knew in a weird way that what I was experiencing was a dream. You know? Dreaming and knowing it is a dream and not reality. Well, that was exactly what was going on. I remember clearly that I was asking myself when I was going to wake up. And if waking up, would it be before or after coming? Strange dream it was indeed. The best way to give it a name was: a conscious dream! And then, without any significant change, I was awake! I could feel pool man behind me, snoring softly and holding me with his arm over my chest. It was a marvelous feeling to have that man spooning me. I felt secure and safe.

In that state of half sleeping and half awake, I realized I was hearing a noise. I couldn't immediately identify it as I was in that strange state, but soon enough I realized it was my mobile phone that was ringing. I woke up fully. I took my mobile from the nightstand and first of all I looked at the hour: 3:15 am!!! Who the hell was calling me at this time of the night? I looked at the caller ID and saw it was Martin. If he called me at this time of the night, unfortunately, it couldn't be good news. I picked up the phone and said Hello.

• Allan? ... sorry to wake you up at this time, but I didn't know who to call. It seems my sister is getting very bad in a very short time. As I know you are working in a hospital, I thought that maybe you could be of any help. I know we don't know each other very well, but ... could you come over? Like right now?

I knew right there and then that he needed help. I didn't hesitate a moment and was out of bed before I ended the call saying to him I was on my way.

Darren had woken up as well and looked at me, not knowing what was going on. I just told him what happened and without me asking him, he was up as well and dressing. I asked him what he was doing and he said he was going with me as he would be needed. I didn't question his decision and dressed as well. We tried to keep as quiet as possible so as not to wake Clive and Fred, but the light in the hall way told me it was too late for that. Clive looked at his brother, but they didn't say anything. They seemed to communicate without words. Knowing Darren's gift of reading minds, I guessed his brother had a special connection with him. What I didn't understand was that if they could communicate that way, they could have kept secrets from each other. But it was neither the time nor the place to question their abilities.

Clive went back to the guest-room and closed the door.

• If we need him, he will know how and where to find us, Darren said.

We were out of the house in no time and I was glad Darren was with me because I didn't know if I would have found the way to Martin's house in the middle of the night. As we reached the house, the iron gate was open. As we drove up to the house, we could see all the lights were on and yes, unfortunately, there was an ambulance in front of the door.

I jumped out of Darren's truck even though he was still driving. I ran into the house and found Martin in the living room. I could see he had been crying. His eyes were red and he was acting very nervously.

• The doctor is with here right now. They just arrived. After I called you, I went into her room and saw something was definitely wrong. I just called the emergency number.

I took Martin in my arms and he fell into them. His head was resting on my shoulder and he sobbed. I let him do, without saying anything. Slowly the tears diminished and Martin looked into my eyes. I could actually see the gratitude in his eyes.

• Let me check with the Doctor Martin, I said.

I disentangled from our embrace. I went to the room where Martin's sister was. Just as I arrived, the doctor came out. I presented myself as a friend of Martin, but also explained my medical experience and qualifications. The doctor nodded and told me the situation was serious. They would have to transfer her as soon as possible to the hospital, although he admitted he didn't know what they would be able to do, knowing her medical history. At least they could try to bring down the pain she was in, but curing her was out of the question. I asked the doctor if I could see her, and he said yes, although he didn't know if she would realize anybody was with her at this moment.

I entered the room and despite of the things I saw on a daily basis at the hospital, I was shocked. Martin's sister had a moribund appearance. Her skin had a tint of grey, her eyes were open but her look was totally absent. The few hairs that were left on her head didn't have any volume or color. As she heard me enter the room, she turned her head towards me with difficulty.

• Ah, she said softly ... come closer so I can see you. You must be Allan, the guy Martin can't stop talking about.

I looked at her and took her hand. I was surprised at the coldness of her skin, the fragility of her hand and nonetheless the strength with which she took mine. I looked her in the eyes as she looked in mine. She was studying my face and said:

• You are a good man Allan. Please take care of my brother.

Slowly, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, held it in... and didn't release it. The grip on my hand lost its strength.

She was gone.

I stayed at her side for several minutes. Even though I had lived such a situation more than once, I felt lost. I didn't know how to react. I felt some tears dripping down on my cheek. Not for her, because at the very last she was delivered of her suffering. I cried because I didn't know how to tell it to Martin, because I didn't know how he would react.

I heard the door to the room open and the doctor came in telling me they had to take her to the hospital.

• She's gone, I just said.

The doctor didn't say another word. I stood up, kissed Martin's sister on the forehead and left the room. I went to the living room where Martin and Darren were whispering to each other as if to show respect by not talking out loud. When they saw me coming in, Martin stood up and came to me. I had to tell him his sister was gone, but I didn't know how.

• Don't be sad because she's gone, be happy she was in your life.

I didn't say anything more. Martin collapsed in my arms and cried silently. Darren stood up and we had a kind of a group hug.

As I saw the guys from the ambulance coming in with the stretcher, I hugged Martin even closer to me so he wouldn't see them. We stayed all three in this position and when Darren give me a nod to say they were out of the house with the corpse, I told Martin to sit down on the sofa. I turned to Darren and told him to go back to the house. There was nothing he could do for the moment. He understood. He kissed Martin on the cheek and left without saying a word more., giving me a hearty hug and wishing me strength. "You'll need it" he said.

The rest of the night went as through a blur. I made Martin sign the necessary papers and as the sun came up, the doctor left the house, leaving us a paper with a number of instructions to follow as soon as we were ready. I lead Martin to his bedroom and put him to bed. He was so exhausted by the course of events that he actually fell asleep before hitting the sheets. I undressed him and tuck him in. I couldn't help to notice the magnificent body he had. I felt ashamed of looking to him in a sexual way while he was in completely destroyed by the loss of his sister.

I went back to the living room and fell down on the sofa. I left for dreamland very fast.

Around twelve o'clock I woke up. The souse was in a scary silence. First I didn't realize where I was but soon enough the events of the night downed on me. Martin's sister was gone. I had to be strong for him as I didn't know how he would react after a few hours sleep. The funeral was at 2 o'clock as is common in tropical islands. I went to his bedroom and he was sound asleep. I had to wake him up.

I sat down on the bed next to him and gently rubbed his shoulder. It didn't take him long to open his eyes and as he saw me, he had a huge smile on his face.

• I was dreaming about you, he said.

I smiled myself and waited for him to realize the situation he was in. He soon got up and started to take off his clothes. He said he needed a shower and asked me if I wanted to share the shower with him. I was a little surprised by his request but thought it was better to follow the flow. Once we were both naked he lead me to the adjacent bathroom and turned on the water. While he was doing that I looked him over meticulously. He had a fine body, well proportioned with not an ounce of fat on him. His butt was firm and contrastingly white to the rest of his body. Those tan lines were exciting me to the highest level. My cock started to swell and as he turned around I could see he was not flaccid either, not a real hard on but getting there. He had a shy smile on his face and as the water temperature was on its point he entered the shower stall beckoning me to follow him. I didn't need a more obvious invitation.

We first let the water run over our bodies and than Martin took the soap and started on my body. He was gentle, tender and the soap bar on my flesh me my cock swell even more. Being in the circumstances we were I found it all a little odd and on the verge of misplaced, but Martin was eager to caress me in all the places he could reach from where he was standing. His hands were so nice and he came even closer and rubbed his body on mine. Although I thought we didn't have the time for this, he couldn't help himself to feel me up as much as possible. It didn't take me long to be as hard as steel. He caressed me in all the right spots and I was moaning out loud. He washed my genitals, my ass and my legs and was making a real good job of it. As he was on his knees to wash my legs and feet, his face was just in front of my cock. I was only half surprised when he engulfed my cock in his mouth and sucked as a pro. I was feeling my hormones getting n overdrive and knew this was not going to last long before I would ejaculate my juices. He was doing such a good job of it that my breath got shallow and ragged. I had no time to warn him that I was coming. I shot a huge load into his mouth and he swallowed it all and even sucked a little ore to be sure he got the last drop. I felt unsteady on my legs. He grabbed them as if he wanted to give me some support and pressed his face in my crotch.

I lifted him by grabbing him by his armpits. As soon as he was on my level, he pressed his mouth on mine. This kiss was more than electrical. I could feel him asking entry to my mouth and I gave it to him without restrain. We kissed with a newfound passion and as he was pressed to me, I could feel his cock pressed against mine. That kiss was so enticing that without touching himself, Martin spurt his load in my crotch. It seemed to be a saved load for weeks. We were that pressed to each other that the water couldn't wash away his load. It felt just great. We were in each other's arms and we both seemed to like it. But the water was getting cold and we had to get out if we didn't want to freeze to death. As we stepped out of the shower stall he took a towel and started to dry me. As there was a second towel on the rack I took it and did the same to him. After that we took our time to shave and brush our teeth. I had no problem using his toothbrush ... if we could kiss like mad, there was no problem in using the same toothbrush.

When we got out of the bathroom I realized I came with only a short and a T-shirt, which was not really appropriate for a funeral. I asked Martin if he could lend me something because if he didn't, I would have to go back to my house and even than I wasn't sure I had the necessary outfit. When we realized he had not enough to dress both of us, I called Darren for help. He said he was on his way with the necessary. Jeez, I loved that man with his special gift. Not even five minutes later he was at the door with dark blue trousers and a white dress shirt. We were actually all three dressed equally. We soon were on our way to the crematorium.

After the cremation, Martin wanted to take his sister's ashes to the ocean and spread them out. He said it was something he had discussed with her and that he wants to grant her her last wishes. We were soon at the seafront. Darren and Clive were there next to me, watching Martin saying good-bye to this sister. It was very emotional and a few tears were shed. Once he was finished, Martin came up to me and nestled himself in my arms.

• Take care of him, Darren said.

He was the second person telling me that in less than twelve hours. It felt natural to me to put my arms around Martin's shoulders and let him being himself, with his sadness and his grieve. He grabbed on to me and let his emotions flow out freely. I didn't know how much time it took and I didn't care. We stood there for the longest time, or so I thought. Maybe it was only minutes, maybe it was a lot more, but I didn't care. I was just holding Martin. It was not that I tried to do anything. What he needed for me was just to be there, not leaving him alone. And that was exactly what I did. Just standing there, looking towards the immensity of the ocean, Martin had lost all his nervousness; he seemed resigned to what happened. In quite a natural way, he took my hand and we walked towards the car. The moment could be described as serene.

Before we got into the car, he asked me to sit down on a bench, facing the water. AS we sat down, he seemed to gather his thoughts before starting to talk. His voice was calm and I admired him to be that way. I looked at his grey hair but young face. I guessed him to be in his second half of his thirties. His blue eyes matched the color of the sea. His tanned skin gave him a Mediterranean look. He started to talk slowly.

• First of all I want to thank you to be here with me. It means a lot to me although we don't know each other that much. Actually we don't know each other at all. Secondly, I want to apologize for what happened in the shower. It was not a proper thing to do seeing my sister had gone only a few hours before. It was more a built up tension that I wanted to get rid of. I apologize because I have the feeling I was using you and that is something I am absolutely not proud about. I don't know what to do to make this right, but I sure will find a way. I also want to thank you for taking care of things while I was to down to even get my thoughts together. All in all, you just gave me the opportunity to say good-bye to my sister in my mind and in my heart. Thank you. I will probably break down more than once in the coming days or weeks and I just hope there will be someone there to get me on my feet again. I would be honored and pleased if it were you, but I can't impose on you like that. Allan, I feel a special bond between us and I hope it is mutual. I don't believe in a thing like love on the first sight, but I sure do believe in instant connection among people and I can tell you I feel that connection with you. What will come in the future, I don't know, I don't have a crystal ball to look into. Jeez, I didn't know my sister was going to leave us that quickly. But anyway ... I hope you want this connection to go on and to see where it leads us.

He went on and on. I found it easy to listen to him. His voice was calm and his mind was clear. He was a lot stronger than what he pretended. He knew his flaws and knew that the turn of events would get to him. He was not shy asking for help even before it happened. He was humble without bringing down his self-esteem. He showed me a high level of intelligence. He knew what he was talking about and there was a certain amount of rationalized thoughts, but no only that, he had as well an emotional intelligence. I didn't know his background, but was determined to find out more about this man. Yes, I felt as well that connection he was talking about. The word was so well chosen and the concept of it thrilled me.

• I know I have to forget my feelings for a moment, he went on, and that I must be practical, but not today. Actually I don't think I can get into that house for the moment. I'll have to, to clear out our belongings and go back to my daily life.

I told him he could stay at my place for the time being if he felt he couldn't enter the house where he had spent time with his sister. He looked at me and his eyes were full of gratitude, but he didn't say anything. As daily life was on his list, we thought it was time to have something to eat. I had not arranged anything with Darren and Clive, but even though I wanted to know Martin better, I wanted to invite them to join us and mentioned it to Martin.

• Those guys seem important to you, he said, and as they are part of your life I would be delighted to have them join us.

I took out my mobile phone and dialed Darren's number. He answered at the first ring. I immediately told him I was with Martin and that I was going to put the loudspeaker on. He agreed willingly and we soon in a three-way conversation. As I told him we were going out for dinner and wanted him and Clive to come as well.

• I don't think Clive will come as he made some special plans with Fred. I guess this is not coming as a surprise to you, but I will be delighted to meet up with you guys. Did you have any place in mind?

• No, Martin and I are no natives here and don't really know where to go. We are open to any suggestion you may come up with.

He said he would be at the house around six and that we just have to be ready. Neither shorts nor T-shirts he said, it is a place that is a little more fancy. Long trouser and a button-up shirt are more adequate he told us. We agreed and I hung up.

I looked at Martin, trying to discover what he was thinking, but that was difficult as his dashing smile was spread over his face and was probably hiding whatever else was on his mind.

• OK! First of all, even though I know you don't really want to, we'll go over to your house and you can pack some clothes for a few days as well as your toiletries. We'll take care of the rest later.

His smile got even bigger and as I asked him why he just said:

• Because you said WE were going to take care about things later. It is the fact you said WE.

I had to smile as well because I hadn't realized it. I had done it in the most natural way, as if there was no other way to do it. Yes, I was feeling involved with what was going on with and to Martin. It was a complete new feeling to me. I knew Martin for such a short time, and nonetheless I had sometimes the feeling he had always been there.

So, we got to the car and drove to his house. I went in with him and helped him pack a few things and sooner than later we were back on the road. The trip to my house suddenly appeared much shorter and we reached my house. As we went in I told him he could use the guest-room or he could sleep with me if he wanted. He just asked me which was my bedroom and went in to drop his bag.

As we had some time before Darren would arrive, we just stripped and dove into the pool. After we had swum some laps, we sat on the lounge chairs and had a drink. We were so engrossed in our conversation that we didn't even hear Darren come in.

• Are you going to a fancy restaurant in those birthday suits?

We laughed out loud at his comment and I told Martin to go in first to have a shower and dress as I knew if we went in together we would need a lot more time. He winked at me and went into the house. Darren served himself a drink and sat down next to me.

• Is he coping all right?

So I related to Darren what had happened after he left and how Martin was reacting to the situation.

• So he has a problem going back into the house where he was with his sister? Wait a minute ...

Darren took out his mobile phone and called someone. Who ever he was calling was apparently a good friend of his. He explained Martin's situation and asked the person on-line to take care of things. As he disconnected he told me it was the owner of the renting company and that this woman knew her job 100%. She was going to send a team over to the house, pack all the things that were not of the house, give it a complete cleaning. The only thing Martin would have to do is giving the keys to Darren so he could give them back to the renting company. All the belongings still in the house would be packed and delivered at my house. Martin didn't have to go back there and face the place where his sister spent her last days of life.

Just as Darren told me Martin would not have to go back to the house, Martin came in and heard the last sentence. He asked what it was all about and Darren explained it to him. Martin got tears in his eyes and went over to Darren to thank him, giving him a peck on the cheek and a hug that was worth a thousand words.

I let them to their things and went inside to get dressed for the dinner. While I was in, I took my mobile and called my work. I needed a little more time here. I got though to my direct boss who was more a friend than my boss. I tried to explain to him the situation I found myself in and he remembered clearly Martin's sister and her medical case. He understood as well that I wanted to be at Martin's side. He asked me how much time I needed, but I was incapable of telling him. Nonetheless he gave me his blessing and asked me to keep him informed, as he would not be able to justify my absence too long. I thanked him and promised to call as soon as possible.

As I got back to the terrace, Darren and Martin were talking like they'd known each other for years. Of course, Darren had met Martin quite more than I did as he went for the weekly cleaning of the pool, But professional as he was, I didn't think they talked a lot during that time. Here they were like friends of many years. Martin looked quite relaxed around Darren and I thought he had lost a little of that sadness in his eyes. I told them that I had some more free time and didn't have to go back as early as in two days times. Darren, always the practical one, asked me about my flight tickets.

• What kind of return date do you have Martin, I asked.

• Well, as we didn't know how much time we were going to spend here, we booked open tickets, which means I just have to call the airline to confirm any free seats with a 2 or 3 days notice.

• As you booked the whole package Allan, I guess your ticket can't be changed that easy, but I am thinking of something. Martin, I guess you still have your sister's ticket, right ?

• Yes, of course, Martin answered.

Once again Darren took out his mobile phone and dialed. He was soon in a very businesslike conversation and after about ten minutes he told us that Martin's sisters ticket would only have a small supplement for changing names and that I could use that whenever t suited me. Darren kept on amazing me. His skills as an organizer were incredible. And not only that, but on top of it, he seemed to know almost everybody in the right places. I could guess it was normal on such a small island.

As all practical things were settled, we just got up and in the car on our way to the restaurant. As we arrived I was in awe. This place was just as beautiful as you could imagine. Not really big, but well decorated and a very nice atmosphere welcomed us. We were quickly seated and our drinks were served even before we had the chance to look over the menus. We toasted to friendship. This holiday was really turning out totally unexpected. I shared my thoughts with my friends.

• This is totally unbelievable. I come here on a holiday, not knowing the place. Not knowing a soul on this island, and now, a little of a week after my arrival, I am sitting here in this magnificent place with two persons I really get connected to. I had some of the best sex in my life and feeling whole again. And not only that, I also feel useful and have a meaning in my life again. Thank you guys.

We toasted once again for friendship, but also for fate. It was most amazing how we all met and connected. The evening started as a pleasant reunion of friends and the conversation was flowing easily. We talked about everything and nothing, but as the night went on, the conversation became a little more intense as there was from all three of us, an urge to share feelings and emotions. Martin admitted he was not a hundred percent himself because of the events of the last 24 hours, but thanked us for bearing with him. He also openly spoke about the connection we had but surprised me a little when he said that with me he had a strong connection and that with Darren he had a strong attraction. Darren, on the contrary, didn't look surprised at all. He looked straight in Martin's eyes and smiled. Martin turned towards me and asked me I was offended. I didn't see why I would be as Darren was indeed a very attractive man.

• Let me explain something to you guys, Martin said, I release my frustration and cropped up feelings with sex. Over the weeks I was here with my sister, I think I masturbated more than in all my years of youth. Releasing the tension with sex gives me the opportunity to leave this real world for a moment and drift off to fantasy and forgetting my problems. I don't think I am a slut of some kind and I don't consider myself as a pervert. It is just who I am and I don't think I have to be ashamed of it. I know it was probably not the best place or the best time doing what I did this midday with you Allan, but I had to get it out of my system and you helped me out like a true friend. If it happened right now, it wouldn't be for releasing frustration, it would be totally different as I feel this connection with you and the attraction towards Darren.

For me, it really looked like a kind of invitation to a three-way, although Martin had not mentioned it clearly. I was curious to see how things would turn out later in the evening. We agreed that as we had to drive back to the house, we would have coffee and liquor there and ask for the bill. As we got the bill, Martin took out his wallet and laid a black credit card on the tray without even looking at the total amount. I just guessed Martin didn't have any financial problems. Lucky him!

We went back to the house and I made some coffee and Darren took care of the liquor. We sat on the terrace and the lights switched on automatically giving a real special atmosphere to the surrounding. I added a few candles and that gave the final touch to a divine scenery. The conversation went on smoothly and we had a really good time. I was thinking about what Martin had said before in the restaurant and just wondered how things would get started when I felt Darren's hand on my thigh. He came closer to me and gave me a kiss on the lips, soft and tender without any urge. Than he did the same to Martin who seemed to answer the kiss with a little more passion than I had done.

• This is so hot guys! Martin said.

Darren stood up and went over to Martin, grabbing him under his arms and lifting him to his feet. Than he lifted Martin off his feet and said:

• If this is hot, you have to cool down immediately!

And with that he just threw Martin in the pool, falling into the water himself. They were fully clothed but didn't seem to mind as they were both coming up for air and laughing heartedly. Still in the water, Darren started to undress Martin who was not being idle and did the same to him. Soon enough they were both naked and I couldn't do anything else than take of my clothes and join them in the water. We played like kids in the illuminated pool. We grabbed each other and Darren, who was the strongest one, had no problems in lifting us out of the water and let us fall in it again. We were enjoying ourselves immensely. It seems that all the problems of the world were miles and miles away. It was so wonderful to see Martin smile and laugh. It was such a joy to see we all three felt good together and had no inhibitions. There was a lot of grabbing under the water and kissing above the surface. All possible tension had faded away completely. After what seemed to be hours of splashing around in the pool, I got out and went inside for some towels. I spread them out on the big lounge chair, which was the size of a king-size bed. The other two understood immediately my intention as I laid down on it and got out of the water and sprawled next to me. It took only a moment before Martin kissed me with passion and than turned to Darren to do the same. We were all three hard as rock in no time. I don't know about you, but a three-way kiss is something very sensual and arousing. Three mouth close to each other, lips touching and tongues fighting for supremacy. It just turned us on and made our heartbeats go faster. Hands were travelling as far they could reach. It didn't matter who was caressing who or where. It was all about pleasuring the other two. We were in such harmony that we could only enjoy. But there was more than the kissing. Our mouths were travelling in all directions, nibbling at nipples, softly biting them. Collarbones were sucked on and hands grabbed cocks and ass cheeks. We were so pressed together that I had absolutely no problems in grabbing our three cocks together and rub them in a masturbatory motion. Moans and groans were filling the air. With the connection we had between us three, it was once again more making love than just sex. I loved it. I loved it even more when Martin went down on me. He skipped the foreplay part and went straight for Darren's and my cock. He was no newbie at all as he took both our cocks, pressed them firmly together and opened his mouth wide to accommodate them in it. He even found a little more room to swirl his tongue around and make us both feel really good. We enjoyed this and Darren's lips were soon on mine again. Our tongues dueled with newfound energy as the sensations in our cocks drove us wild. Martin knew how to please a man and even two, as it was the case. He let the cocks slip out of his mouth and went for our balls, licking the shafts first and then trying to stuff all four testicles in his mouth, but as he used so much saliva, they were slippery and kept slipping out of his mouth. The efforts he was doing to get them in actually made the feelings even stronger as my balls and Darren's were rubbing against each other with Martin's tongue in the middle. I could feel Martin's tongue going for my crack and I opened my legs wide enough to give him a good access. Darren felt it and got up and straddled my chest, presenting hi cock at my lips. Such a sweet invitation was not to be refused! I opened wide and he pushed his cock between my lips. As he already oozed quite some pre-cum I was delighted with the taste of him. This was absolutely marvelous having a cock in my mouth while I had a mouth on my rosebud. Martin added some finger work to his tongue and I could feel his fingers slipping into my hole. As meanwhile I was sucking on Darren's balls and wanting to go to his crack as well, he lifted himself, turned around and sat on my face while he bent forward and took my cock in his mouth. A fantastic 69 followed and all my senses were on overload. I was munching on Darren's ass as he sucked on my cock while Martin ate out my rosebud and pushes no more fingers into me, rubbing my prostate like a professional medicine man. I knew I was not going to last long in this position and as Darren suddenly squeezed my balls, my juice spurted out of my cock head. I climaxed as (almost) never before. Really, the sex was getting better each time. Both guys looked as my sperm got out, but they had apparently decided that this was not going to be the end of it. Martin jumped onto his knees, pressed his cock at my entrance and pushed in with one powerful thrust. As he was in up to the hilt, he didn't move an inch to let me get used to the invasion. Darren took that as a clue to jump out of bed and positioning himself behind Martin.. He didn't have time to lick his ass out as he was in frenzy. Therefore he took the lube that was now permanently on the night stand, greased up his pole and Martin's ass and shoved his dick into Martin with an equal forceful thrust forward, burying his cock deep into Martin's bowels. For just a moment, nobody moved, each trying to get used to the new position and feelings. Martin was the first to start an in and out movement. After a few tentative pushes he increased his speed and strength. With each inward thrust he rubbed my prostate and even though I had just shot my load, my cock was rock hard again.

I looked at Martin's face and saw he was in a state of ecstasy. His eyes were closed but his breathing betrayed him. He was just loving it. From over his shoulder Darren looked in my eyes and had his most beautiful smile on his face. He enjoyed this as much as Martin and me. As Martin lowered himself on me, and Darren was following his movements, I was soon bend in two, with my ass high up in the air and my legs on Martin's shoulders. Darren was doing all the work now, thrusting into Martin with such a force that I could actually feel his thrusts through Martin's cock that was deeply embedded in me. He bent his head even lower and started kissing me passionately. Darren lowered himself as well and started to pinch as well mine as Martin's nipples. This seemed to be the trigger for Martin as he suddenly pushed in as far as he could and stood still. I could feel his cock spasm in my ass and I knew he was depositing his load deep inside of me. Of course, as he was coming, his ass muscles worked in unison and Darren could feel that. It sent him over the edge and he as well deposited his load in Martin. I could feel all that action and to my big surprise I shot a second load between my belly and Martin's.

We all tried desperately to catch our breath. Our heartbeats tried to reverse to normal. Darren was kissing Martin's neck and Martin kissed me all over my face. It felt so good and satisfactory. How is it that people can condemn something that feels so good and so right? Our cocks deflated and left the asses they were in. We laid there, all three, not saying a word and all caught up in our thoughts. Martin laid his head on my chest and Darren spooned him. I knew that in a short while we would doze off and enjoy a nice peaceful sleep. And indeed, I heard Martin's breath getting very regular and from behind him I heard the soft snoring of Darren. I reached over to the nightstand and switched off the lights. I followed my friends to dreamland.

As it almost every time happens, we moved in our sleep and I was spooning Martin who now had his head on Darren's chest. But Martin was restless in his sleep. He moved a lot and at one point I realized he was actually sobbing. I didn't know what to say or do as I guessed he was thinking about the events of the day. I just put my arms around his chest and made him feel I was there if he needed me. I took him some time, but he calmed down and fell asleep again.

I just wondered how he would be in the morning. I also thought of the feelings I had for him, but for Darren as well. Darren seemed to have hit it off with Martin. Martin was clearly attracted to Darren and to me... My God, in what kind of situation were we? The night is a good counselor people say. I was just hoping that saying was true!

To be continued É

So guys, that was for this chapter. Hope you still like it, but as usual I need your feedback to inspire me to go on. I love to receive your e-mails. Sorry if you find some typo mistakes, but even if I read the story over and over again, it seems I look over the mistakes!