Date: Tue, 20 Nov 2012 21:43:15 -0000
From: David Spowart <davidspowart3@hotmail.com>
Subject: Well that was unexpected chapter 38

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Written by David Spowart
Edited by Russ J
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Well That Was Unexpected

Chapter 38

It was several hours before the doctor came back to let us know how things
had gone. "Hello, Mrs. Miller," he said as he walked in. His expression was
blank, and concern was etched all over my face. "Mrs. Miller, I am
delighted to say the surgery went as expected, and he should be out of
recovery in about an hour, in intensive care for a couple of days, and then
back in his room for a few days after. We'll watch for signs of infection,
but all in all, we are happy with the outcome. So, may I suggest you all go
home and come back and see him in the morning."

The smile now etched on my face was there for all to see, and Cal wrapped
his arms around me. "Told you, love, didn't I?" he whispered into my ear,
as I sobbed. His shoulder was soaked as I lifted myself off of him and went
and hugged Mom, as she was holding onto Luc. "He's strong, my boys. He is
the strong man I married; he is the man I fell in love with. He is still
strong," she insisted, and I hugged and said, "Yes, Mom. He is!"

"Well, the best thing we can do for your father right now is no fuss, so
troops, we have a Thanksgiving to sort out and 24 hours to do it," Mom
proclaimed, and we marched out of the hospital with less trepidation than
when we entered it.

Over the next seven hours Thanksgiving was planned seamlessly, and all was
prepared for the following day's festivities. My heart, however, hung low;
the thought of my dad almost dying hit me, and hit me hard. When Cal and I
eventually collapsed on my bed shortly after midnight, I curled up into a
ball, and lay there. Cal came and sat down next to me, and stroked my
back. "You okay, love?" he asked, and even though I thought right then,
`what a stupid question,' but did not say, I just shook my head. "I thought
I would lose him," I responded. "He's alive and doing great, so buck up,
okay?" and I looked at him, and for the first time since we met I felt he
was being an insensitive prick. But then he just held me, and I cried like
an infant wanting his mommy. "Sorry, I did not mean that like it sounded,"
Cal replied. "I know it was a shock, and..." he trailed off, and that gave
me time to remember that his dad died and the two of them never had the
chance to say how each other felt. And my dad was going to be okay. Cal's
dad is gone...fuck...I feel like the prick now. "Thank you, and Cal, I am
sorry, it's just he's my dad, and he has always been strong...you know," I
wept out. "Do you want to sleep?" Cal asked, and I looked at him, and I
wasn't even close to being tired. Too much adrenalin from today. "Cal...I
need you to drive me hard into my bed," I asked, nay begged. "You sure?
It's been a tough day," Cal responded. "Please, Cal, I need to feel you," I
said like a kid demanding candy.

"Okay, but let's have some play time," he said, and I looked at him as to
what did he have in mind. "Well, first, shower and let me clean you inside
and out," he informed me. "Oh? What really?" I said, thinking of him
cleaning me out was not a turn on for me. But hey, if it gets him going,
who am I to argue? "Trust me, you will love it," Cal said, nibbling my
fingers, and he held out his hand and led me to my bathroom. I stood there
and he slowly undressed me, item by item. I followed suit and responded in
kind. He set the water temp to a nice warm flow, and we stepped in.

He slowly cleaned my body, taking extra care of my armpits, and my hair. He
massaged my scalp. That had me boned up in no time. I had been to the
toilet before we came to bed; so I knew I was not too dirty, but he
massaged my ass hole and then did something, well, unexpected. He removed
the showerhead and put the hose into my ass, and filled me up with warm
water. He removed the hose and the water flowed out—none too
clean—and that had me blushing the usual shade of red, as I normally did
this prep in private, not as part of foreplay.

"Sorry babe, I thought I wouldn't be too dirty," I said, trying to save a
bit of dignity. "Babe, you could have taken a shit down my leg, and I
wouldn't have thought any the less of you," Cal responded with a
giggle. "Gross..." I said out loud, with that thought etched into my
memory. He then re-inserted the hose into my ass, and filled me up again,
and to be honest it felt amazing. "Ohhhhh, babe, that's so fucking
awesome," I moaned out, as the cleaner water flowed out of me, and he
pushed the hose into me for a final time, and this time it almost made me
blow my load, it just felt, Christ I cannot describe the feelings in my
ass. "Fuck, Cal," was all I could shout.

"Told you would like it, love," Cal said, sucking my earlobe, turning the
water off, and re-attaching the showerhead, before turning the flow back
on. He turned me to face the tiles once again, sucking the back of my neck,
and inserting two fingers into my ass, working them, stretching me for the
upcoming onslaught. "Ohhhhhh, yeahhhhhh," I moaned into the wall. "Cal,
fuck, do me now, do me right here!" I fucking demanded, and yes, I was
there slutted 1-0-1, and he could do this to me every time. He could turn
me into a cock hungry slut, well, with a click of his magic
fingers. "Ohhhh, fuckkkkkk!" I screamed as he worked his fingers over my
prostate, almost forcing a volcanic eruption from my balls.

He removed his magic fingers and pushed me against the wall, driving his
swollen cock deep into me, and boy did I feel it. "Ohhhhhh,
Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!" I screamed out, and I was embarrassed when I shot
my load after only three strokes. But it hit me and it hit me fast. I shot
rope after rope of cum all over the tiled wall. "Fuck,
that...was...A...mazing!!!" I screamed out, struggling for breath. "You
amaze me, love," Cal moaned out, as he still continued to pound me against
the wall, driving himself to a hotly anticipated
climax. "Loveeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee," was all he could get out, holding onto me,
struggling to breathe, as was I. "Think you can sleep now?" he said with a
smile on his face, as we climbed out of the shower. He gently towelled me
off, as I did him. We walked back into my room and fell into each other's
arms and drifted off into a sated sleep.

We awoke early on Thanksgiving Day with smells emanating from the kitchen,
where my mom was already preparing the upcoming meal, sadly without the
head of the household present. A couple of hours later we were ready to
head off to the hospital to see Dad and wish him well. Mom packed up some
personal items and a small meal for my dad.

We all climbed into Cal's truck, followed by Todd, Dale and his brother,
Mark, to visit my dad. I hoped he would be better. We entered the ward my
dad was on and he was lying down. Mom walked over and kissed his forehead,
stroking the hair from his brow. She told him he had a meal from the table
or the Thanksgiving feast in the hospital's kitchen if he was up for it
later on, which he was not, but was thankful for our efforts. We spent a
few hours with him. He looked so pale and tired; he looked older than his
years, but his spirit was still strong. And then, we were ordered out of
the hospital by my dad and told to go give thanks, and then enjoy our
Thanksgiving meal.

We did as ordered, and went to the local Episcopal Church to give thanks. I
was thankful I had a great boyfriend and my father would be okay, as long
as he started looking after himself. But we would make sure he would,
emotional blackmail works wonders, or so I am told.

The meal was enjoyed by all that attended. The Laytons came by for tea, as
did the Jacksons. We all gave thanks, again, and each individual specified
what he or she was thankful for. The night went great with some music and
dancing. I cannot, however, dance and much amusement was had; but Cal, he
could dance to almost anything. The day had been eventful, and over the
coming days, Dad had gotten most of his strength back. He came home almost
a week after his surgery, with orders to take it easy, and with Mom taking
control he did not have much choice in the matter.

During the week, I had received a phone call from the Assistant
D.A. regarding the up-coming trial that was set for less than two weeks and
that I was being called by the prosecution as a material witness. Dale was
being called also to testify about how Connor was found, and how long it
took for the emergency services to arrive, to rule out any case for
negligence on behalf of the city. The case itself, according to the D.A.,
was a slam-dunk. From what she told me, with the evidence found in Derrick
Reynolds' apartment, he was facing the death penalty. And since Terry was
pleading guilty to a lesser charge, what I don't know, but it was some sort
of plea bargain, she assured me he would not see freedom until he is was
very old man. Michael Lawson, also known as Duke, had also pleaded to
battery toward me, and she informed me that was his third strike, so, like
Terry, he would be going away for a long, long time. He would be sentenced
after the murder trial. He was not offered a plea bargain, however, as he
was not involved in the murder, but he would be facing 15 to 25, depending
on how the judge scored it.

The person who was involved in the murder and the attempt on Cal's and my
life, Rick Turner, would stand alongside Derrick Reynolds in facing the
death penalty, if convicted. But that was ten days away, and right now I am
enjoying the fact that my dad is home, and I will be heading back to New
York in a couple of days.

"You look freezing, Josh," announced Cal, as we headed into town, heading
for Jitneys and then a movie with Aaron and Kyle, our first official double
date. Todd and Dale already went back to New York to be with Laura and
Lisa, as Todd explained before he left in Dale's car, "Quality time is
needed, and needed badly." We couldn't argue, he was there as was Dale when
I needed them, but my dad is well on the road to recovery, and I feel
better going back to college knowing that. We walked into Jitneys and
spotted Aaron and Kyle sitting in a booth, also talking to Liam and
Tom. "Guys, you good?" asked Liam, and we responded in the positive. "How's
your old man?" asked Tom. "Better, dude, much better," I replied. "No
Lacy?" I asked. "Mom thing," he responded. "So, how're your folks, Liam?
Still getting the sins of the flesh lecture?" I asked. "Shit, Josh, you
have no idea," Liam started, "They had me in bible study, for fuck sake,
with Lacy's Dad," he spat out. "Mom has it bad. I am sure she thinks I am
fucking anything that moves...I wish," he laughed out.

"I need to get away from this place or I am going to do something I might
regret," he said with an amount of rage in his voice. "College...you got
accepted, right?" I asked. "Yeah. Northwestern," he replied. "My
scholarship depended on my scores on my exams," he went on. "I have to make
some up, but, yeah, I should be okay, just having to wait until January,"
he moaned out. "Fuck, dude, it's only just over a month. Tough it
out. Aaron and Kyle will be here until then anyway, so just tough it out,"
I said with a little humor in my voice. Soon after, Tom and Liam said their
goodbyes and headed out to meet some others at the pool hall, and we were
left, just the four of us.

"All set for college, then guys?" Cal asked, and both Kyle and Aaron
replied, "Fuck yeah." I laughed, and then Cal started talking about the
dorm they would be in, and they took everything in, and then he informed
them of the move. "Okay, when we move back for sophomore year, we will be
living off campus," announced Cal. "Good, you found something for us?"
asked Kyle. "Yeah, you could say that, but we would rather show you when
you come up, okay?" concluded Cal, obviously wanting to shock the shit out
of them.

We left the coffee shop and went to the cineplex and watched a film called
Battleship. Okay, it wasn't anything special. "Come back to my place for a
while?" asked Kyle, "My mom is at my aunt's for a few days," he went on,
and he gave Aaron a strange look, but I ignored it. If they were having
some problems, I am sure they would sort them out, but then I saw Aaron
whisper into Kyle's ear, and he laughed and then looked over at Cal and
smiled, and it just got weird. "So, you guys still fucking like rabbits?"
asked Aaron, and a shocked look came over my face, even more so when Cal
replied, "Yeah, every opportunity we can grab," and I found that out of
character for him, discussing our sex lives with, okay, friends, but, hey,
that's our business. "And you two?" Cal asked. Again, I was shocked at his
bluntness. "Yeah, you know..." he giggled out.

We entered Kyle's small but nice apartment he shared with his mom, and he
offered us some drinks, which we gladly accepted. We drank and talked for
an hour or so, and then it was asked, and it shocked the fuck out of me, I
can tell you: "Kyle told me you give the best blowjobs, Josh," said
Aaron. "Fuck sake, Kyle, do you tell every fucker?" I spat out. Cal was
rolling on the floor laughing. "Love, we all have pasts," he laughed
out. "I just wondered if you care to prove it, is all?" said Aaron, and Cal
was now not laughing. "What the fuck, dude?" asked Cal. "No
strings. Sex. Us four," Kyle said, looking over at Cal and me. "You
serious? You want an orgy, right now?" I asked. "No, just fun between
friends. Just a one-time experience," responded Aaron, and a sense of
déjà vu came over me. That was almost word for word what Todd had
said to me when we had our one-time experience, with Dale blowing a fuse or
two.

"Look, Josh, you look freaked out. Sorry, we just thought you would be up
for it," replied Kyle. "But if we have crossed a line you don't want to
cross, well...we understand," added Aaron. I looked at Cal, and then Aaron
spoke, "Kyle, come on, let's go do some snacks" and they left the room and
headed for the kitchen. "Shit, do you believe this?" I asked Cal in a
whisper. "Do you want to go, love?" asked Cal. I thought for a second and
realized at some point I will have to tell him about Todd and Dale. I don't
want our relationship being built on secrets, and when I tell him, would he
forgive me? "Do you want to?" I asked. "What, leave?" he
replied. "No...what they want...one-time sex, no strings," I
replied. "Why...do you?" he responded with no scorn or judgement. "As long
as it is what they say it is...you know a one-off, and Cal, condoms. We
have to use condoms. I don't mix that shit up. And if we do this, we get
tested before we fuck bareback, okay?" I whispered. "Is it worth it?" he
asked. "Look, it's an experience, and I won't deny it of you," I said. As
soon as I said it I could see questions firing in his eyes, but he didn't
say anything. But I knew there would be questions at some point.

"Okay, I will, but just this once. After this, it's just us, okay?" and I
leaned over and kissed him with more passion than I intend in sharing with
anyone but him, my sex-on-legs. Soon afterwards, Aaron and Kyle walked in
with some plates and an assortment of snacks. They looked like they had
been talking, with the look of `shit we fucked up' all over their
faces. They sat down on the futon facing us, looking solemn.

"Sorry about before," said Kyle, with a sorrowful look on his face. The
same was on Aaron's and he added, "Hope we haven't fucked up our friendship
by freaking you out. Look, we just thought you would be up for it, and Kyle
said you were horny all the time, Josh, so we figured...well," he tailed
off, not knowing what to say next without wrecking our friendship. But I
answered first, "Okay, Kyle, we hooked up once, so how could you assume I
was horny all the time," I replied, and Kyle had his head bowed. "And
secondly, I have had only a few sex partners, yes Kyle was the first, and,
yes, I was horny, but not all the time, just ninety percent of the time," I
said with a smile. Then I looked over at Cal, and decided to stop teasing
them, and gave Cal a wink. He looked at them, pretending to be pissed, and
then smiled that boner-inducing smile of his, and then said, "Okay, guys, I
only have this to say: I hope you have plenty of condoms and lube!"

...The laughter was spontaneous...

"Okay, how do you wanna play this?" asked Aaron, looking at Cal and
me. "What do you mean?" asked Cal, wondering what Aaron was asking. "Who's
the bottom?" he continued. "No one is set in that role," Cal replied,
holding my hand. "We just do what feels right," I replied. "Don't you two
share experiences? You know, switch?" I added. "No, I have never wanted to
be fucked," replied Aaron, and I looked at Kyle, and he had a strange look
on his face.

"Oh, so that's it," I added. "What, love?" asked Cal. "Aaron won't give
himself to the person he says he loves, so he wants one of us to give it
up," I added with just a hint of contempt. "It's not like that, not like
that at all," Aaron added. "Kyle, if he would, do you want to fuck, oh
sorry, make love to Aaron?" I asked, wanting to know what the other side of
this relationship wanted. He looked at Aaron and smiled, and said, "Yes,
with all of my heart. But only if he wants me to, not because he feels he
has to," he answered.

*Silence for a short period*

"Kyle..."

"Kyle, I love you, I do...it's just...I don't know," Aaron whispered out,
not knowing what to say, as this night was not panning out as he first saw
it. "Aaron, I love you too...I love when you make love to me. I love how
you make me feel. It's just I want to make you feel what I feel. "Kyle, I
am a naturally dominant person, and I feel like it's my role..." He was cut
off. "Aaron, sorry, but if you love him, dominance shouldn't play a part,"
Cal interjected. "Cal is the dominant partner, but it is never mentioned
nor used. Yes, when he makes love to me, he takes control, and he is
amazing. But, when I take him, I become the dominant one, and he loves it
as much as I do," I said, looking into Cal's eyes. "Yes, babe, I love it,"
Cal added. "Aaron, open yourself up to the possibility, and if you do, make
sure it is someone you care about and love. And if that person is Kyle,
embrace it," Cal went on.

"Jesus, Aaron, you can have all the sexual experiences you like, but to be
truly sated, make your first count," I added. And he looked over at Kyle
and smiled, and leaned over to him, and kissed his lips. "I want you, and I
want you now. I do love you, and they are right. I am being selfish, and I
want to feel what you feel. So Kyle, take me, I want you to take me," he
insisted, and then looked over to us.

"Guys, I am sorry, but can we leave this for another time. It is something
we want to try, but right now, I need to be with Kyle...alone," Aaron said,
and we just smiled, and agreed. "You need to be loved, and made love to,
both of you. Don't treat sex so flippantly. It's not a game, its more than
that," I said, pulling Cal to his feet. "If you want to try this again,
well, we will see, but to be honest, right now, Cal is enough for me. He
takes care of my needs and wants, as I believe I do for him," I said. Cal
nodded, kissing my cheek. "Night, guys. Have fun," I said, walking out of
Kyle's apartment.

"That was a good night. No sex, but a good night," Cal said, walking back
to the car. "No sex, babe? When I get you back home I intend to ride you
like a bronco," I sniggered out.

He replied, "I love the way your mind works," and added, "Speaking of
bronco's, I guess this wouldn't have been your first rodeo. So come on,
spill. When, and who with?" I looked at him, and fear hit me. How would he
react if I told him about the night I had with Dale and Todd? I promised I
wouldn't lie, but shit!!

"So when?" he asked, as we pulled into the drive. "I don't want to say,
Cal. Please don't ask me. This could cause trouble...and we are
happy...aren't we?" I said, looking into his eyes. "Josh, just tell me. I
won't get mad...I promise!!" he said, looking into my soul. "Cal...I
can't," I added, now unable to look at him, for fear of him working it
out. "Can you at least tell me when?" he asked. What could I say? It was
almost six months ago, and I have been, as he has been, truly faithful.

"About six months ago, just after we met, but before our first date. But,
Cal, believe me, I have never cheated on you, and I have never contemplated
it since. Believe me when I say it, I do love you," I said, with tears
falling from my eyes. I hoped what I had just said, hadn't ruined what we
have.

"Oh, okay...we were not strictly seeing each other, but...fuck!!" he
said. Now he was not looking at me. "I knew this would happen, as soon as
Aaron suggested this, I knew this would come back and bite me!" I said,
also unable to look at Cal. "You said you hadn't cheated on me, and Josh, I
believe you, but you have to be open and honest with me. Trust is a major
part of any relationship, and it is important to me, so you have to tell
me. So I know these guys? I am assuming they were guys." Cal asked. Again,
he was looking into my very soul. "Trust, love. We need to be honest. You
promised that from the start," he said, now holding my face.

"You have to promise me you won't freak, and you won't say anything. I need
you to promise me Cal, please." I begged. "Okay, love, I promise. So, who
was it?"

"Dale and Todd," I said. And the shocked look on his face was unreadable.


To be continued...

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