Date: Sat, 16 Sep 2000 13:27:34 CDT From: Randy O'Brien Subject: Ice_Storm_Chapter_10-11 Legal Notice: The following story contains descriptions of graphic sexual acts. The story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Don't read this story if: **You're not 18 or over, **If it is illegal to read this type of material where you live, **Or if you don't want to read about gay/bi people in love or having sex. The author retains copyright to this story. Placing this story on a website or reproducing this story for distribution without the author's permission is a violation of that copyright. Legal action will be taken against violators. Ice Storm Chapter 10 "Hey, what's up?" I said, walking into dads office. "I needed to talk to you about something. I know this may not be the best time to talk about this, but I needed to get it off of my chest." "Sure, dad. You know I am willing to listen anytime." "Well, I'm not sure how Billy feels about it, but I think I like him." "Hmm, do you mean as a friend, or as more?" "I know I like him as a friend, but if he is interested, I think I would be interested in more than just friendship. It has been a long time since I have had anyone my age around to spend time with. I know it has been you and me alone for a long time, but sometimes I get lonely, and it would be nice to have someone my own age around to talk to, and do things with. And, who knows, if he is interested, we may take it farther than friendship. He is a very attractive man, as you may have noticed. I don't want to put you on the spot, or ask you to tell me anything that was told to you in confidence, but has Russ told you anything about his father?" "Well, he told me that his mom died three years ago, and his father hasn't dated any women since. He didn't say anything about him being gay, but Billy may be so secretive about it that Russ wouldn't know. Would you like me to see if I can find anything out?" "If you would, and if you don't mind, find out as soon as you can. You have Russ to do stuff with, and from what I saw this morning, it looks like Trent and Blake might be joining you." "Yeah, Russ has decided that he is gay, and Trent and Blake are both gay too. So far, it has just been Russ and I, but my guess would be that before they leave, Trent and Blake will be with both Russ and me. I have talked to Russ about it, last night was the first time he had ever done anything with anyone, but he said he had been thinking about it for a long time. Trent and Blake said that at home, they have no privacy, but Trent is almost 18, in just two weeks, and he is going to move out and get an apartment, and he said that Blake would probably be spending a lot of time there with him. I was gonna talk to you about that too. I was thinking, I know we don't need the money, but it wouldn't be bad to have someone here, especially when I go out of town with you in the summer. It would leave someone here to watch the place. And we certainly have enough room here to rent to them." "Yeah, we could open up the rooms on the other side of the garage. It would be almost like having a completely separate house, and they would be close enough to watch things when we weren't here. Why don't you mention it to Trent, and see what he thinks of the idea." "OK, I was hoping you would like the idea, they seem like great guys, not into a lot of partying and stuff like that." "Well, if you can find out anything about Billy for me, I would appreciate it. I like him as a friend, and don't want to lose that, just because I am horny. But if he is interested, I wouldn't mind being more than friends." "I'll see what Russ can tell me, and let you know something as soon as I can." "Thanks, and mention to Trent about the renting. I don't know what he can afford to pay, but I'm sure we can work something out. Like you said, we don't really need the money." "OK. Anything else?" I asked, getting up. "I don't think so, just let me know something as soon as you can." "I'll do it," I said, as I closed the door behind me. Chapter 11 Well, that was certainly interesting, I thought as I headed back downstairs. I wonder what will come of all of this? As I entered my room, I noticed that Russ wasn't in there. Assuming that he was in the bathroom, I sat down at the computer again, and went to browse the web. When he didn't come back after a few minutes, I figured he must be in Trent and Blake's room, talking with them. This would be as good of a time as any to talk to Trent about the apartment, and then maybe, I could get Russ alone to ask him about his dad. As I walked through the bathroom, I lightly knocked on the door to the other room before entering. When I walked in, I saw Trent sitting at the computer, typing away, on what appeared to be e-mail. As I looked over, I saw Russ and Blake laying in the bed, kissing. Since they were under the comforter, it was a bit difficult to tell exactly what was happening under there, but I had a pretty good idea, what would be happening, if it wasn't already. I walked up to Trent as he clicked the send button on the e-mail he had just finished. "Wow, I can't believe how fast this is. When you click on something, it is right there, no waiting all day for a page to load," he said. "Yeah, T-3 is wonderful. Looks like the younger set found something to occupy their time while we were busy," I said, pointing towards the bed. "Yeah, Russ said you went to talk to your dad, and I was writing a couple of friends of mine, telling them how to get in touch with me, and next thing I know, those two, are over there, hugging and kissing." "Looks like they are having fun, and I hate to disturb them. Why don't we go into the other room, I have something serious that I need to talk to you about, and I don't want to interrupt their fun." "OK, I hope nothing is wrong," Trent said, following me through the bathroom and into my bedroom. "No, nothing is wrong, as a matter of fact, I think we have come up with a solution for several problems at one time," I said, sitting down in front of my computer. Trent sat down in the other chair with a quizzical look on his face. "Ohh?" "Yeah. We do some traveling during the summer, and we have always just left the house here, with the alarm, and hoped no one broke in and took anything. We have always been lucky, but we are always afraid to stay gone for too long." "I can believe that. With as much stuff as you have in here, I'm surprised you haven't been robbed before." "Well, not many people know how much stuff is in here. We don't have much company, and what we do have, is usually related to dads business, so not many people have seen the house. But what I wanted to talk to you about is on the other side of the garage, there are two more bedrooms, and a small living area. There isn't a kitchen there, as it was always intended as a kind of a guest area, we used it when dad had company that didn't want to stay at a hotel. I told dad that you were going to be looking for an apartment soon, and that it would be ideal for you, and for us too. You would have an apartment, and we would have somebody we trusted watching the place when we aren't here." "That would be great, but I don't know if I could afford that. Right now, I don't know for sure that I will be able to afford anything. I haven't told Blake yet, because he is so looking forward to me getting out of the house, so he can spend time with me away from mom, but they cut my hours back at work. I am barely making enough to pay the insurance on my car, and keep gas in it. If they don't give me some more hours, I'm gonna have to look for a new job, and until I get one that I know I can keep, and make enough money, I wouldn't feel comfortable renting anywhere." "Well, I guess you have noticed that we are pretty self sufficient here, and dad makes pretty good money. The main reason he was interested in renting to you, was so there would be someone around when we aren't here. We don't spend a lot of time away, but during the summer, we are usually gone for a few weeks, and we sometimes go out of town on the weekends, depending on what dad is doing at the time. So if you couldn't pay much, that would be OK. He told me that if you were interested, just to work something out with you, and if you don't have any spare money, that's no problem. You can just watch the house for now, and if you get a good job later, and still want to stay here, you can start paying rent then." "You would do that?" he asked, shocked. "Sure, dad's been really nervous the last few times we went out of town, since we got some of this stuff, and there have been several robberies in town lately. He has even talked about not going out on jobs anymore, just working from here. I don't like that idea, because I like to travel with him when I can." "What does your dad do, anyway?" "He is a computer consultant. He travels a lot, and tells people what they need in the way of computers, and writes software for them, makes a shit load of money, playing with computers all the time. That's why there are so many computers in the house. When he gets a new idea for something, he has to have a network to try it out on, so he tries everything here first. He also does a lot of consulting with Internet companies from here, stuff that he can do without having to be on site." "WOW! That sounds like a dream job. I have always been interested in computers, but we just have an old 486 at home, and it is too old and slow to do much with. I would love to learn how to do stuff like that." "Well, sometimes there is too much for him to do, and even though he does most of it, sometimes I do help him. And if you learned your way around, you might be able to go to work for him when you get out of school. Who knows, maybe one day you can be having all of the fun he is now," I said smiling. "Well, if you are serious about the rent, I will take it. I won't be 18 for two more weeks, but as soon as I am, mom has already told me that I needed to find somewhere else to live. She isn't making very good money, and what she does make, she tends to drink up. I try to do my best to see that Blake has everything that he needs, but sometimes it is tough. I make sure she buys groceries and stuff before she starts drinking all of the money up." "Well, you know that ya'll are always welcome here, regardless. The apartment doesn't have a kitchen, but of course you are welcome to use our kitchen. There is always plenty of food in there, and we usually have meals at odd times, so we won't think anything about you being in there. And as long as you don't have any wild parties, there shouldn't be any problems." "Well, I don't have many friends, at least not that I would be bringing home. And I don't party, so that shouldn't be any problem." "Well, dad doesn't mind as long as you don't tear the place up, or get too loud." "Well, that won't be any problem then. Probably the only person who will be visiting me will be Blake, and you know how he is. He wouldn't make any noise at all if he didn't think people would think he was trying to sneak up on them. Mom used to accuse him of doing that, he was so quiet." "Looks like we have a deal then. I don't think we need to put it on paper do we?" "Not for me, unless your dad needs something written, I certainly don't." "Naahh, he might draw up something eventually, so it will be all legal and everything, but as far as I am concerned, you have an apartment now. If you want, we can even go look at it. It looks pretty much the same as the rooms here, but we will need to open it up, so it can start getting some heat. The heat has been turned off in there all winter. You want to look at it now, or wait until later?" I asked, hoping he would want to go now, while Russ and Blake were still in the other room. "Lets go look at it now, if you don't mind. I would like to at least look at it before I completely commit myself, although I am pretty sure right now I will take it. With everything you have offered me, I would be stupid not too. I don't have any furniture, but I can buy some, or rent some or something, and at least I can see what I will need." "Oh, there is furniture already in there. Fully furnished. One bedroom has waterbed, and the other has a regular bed, so whichever you prefer. The bedrooms are mirror images of each other, exactly the same size, and they share a bathroom just like these two rooms here do." "Cool. That sounds great. Let's go look at it." "OK, but you might want to put on some sweats, like I said, the heat hasn't been on over there all winter, so it will be cold." "Won't the pipes be frozen?" "Nahh, they are all wrapped and heated, they are probably the warmest part of the entire place." "OK, I'll get the sweats I was wearing last night, and be right back." "Don't worry about them, just get some clean ones, I've got plenty, and no sense interrupting Russ and Blake." "OK," he said, following me into my closet. "Here ya go," I said, handing him a pair of sweats, and grabbing a pair for myself. Trent headed back out into the bedroom to change, and as he dropped the sweats on the bed, and started pulling his T-shirt over his head, I moved up beside him, and tossed mine on the bed next to his. When he got the T-shirt off, he noticed me standing next to him, and as I pulled my T-shirt over my head, he took off the shorts he had been wearing, and stood there, watching me finish undressing. We heard Blake and Russ moaning in the next room, and I could no longer control myself. I had to make have Trent, to feel his enormous cock in my mouth. I slowly bent over, and took Trent's soft cock in my mouth. He immediately started growing. I could feel the blood rushing into this wonderful dick. As he grew and became erect, I started slowly sliding up and down on his hard rod. I heard Trent moan with pleasure, and knew that I had to taste his hot cum. Trent pulled me off of his cock, and laid me down on the bed, with my head hanging off the edge, at just the right height for his cock to slide down my throat. As he approached me from above my head, I watched the beautiful uncut cock get closer to my face. When he was close enough that I could reach it, I immediately grabbed it, and guided it back into my mouth. As he slowly fucked my mouth, I felt him lean over, and take me into his mouth. This was so much different that how it had been with Russ. Trent was experienced, he knew what he wanted, and what to do with it. As he took me into his mouth, I could feel his velvety tongue slide around the head of my throbbing cock, and into my piss slit. He finally took my entire cock into his mouth, and as I felt the head slide past his tonsils and into his throat, I knew that I wouldn't be able to last long. He had just started and I was already about to cum. Trent was fucking my mouth, driving deeper on each stroke, and finally got his entire enormous cock into my mouth, and I felt the head slip into my throat. I had never sucked a cock this big before, and I loved the sensation of his cock in my throat. I reached back and grabbed his ass, pulling him against me so hard that I knew it had to hurt his balls when they slapped my nose, but not caring. I loved the feel of his uncut cock in my throat. Knowing that neither of us would be able to last long at the rate that we were going, Trent kept pounding my mouth with his cock, and stroking my cock with his soft lips and velvety tongue. Finally I could take no more, and as my entire body started to shudder, I felt the first shot go deep into his throat. And no sooner did my first shot hit his mouth, than I felt him explode inside me. He was so deep inside me, I didn't have to swallow, he was shooting straight into my throat. I pushed him back some, so I could taste his sweet cream. As he fired his second shot, I felt it hit my tongue, it was hot and sweet. He continued to pump on my cock with his lips and fingers, until I was completely spent, and still he was shooting his hot cum into my mouth. His cum had already started overflowing out of my mouth, and I was swallowing as fast as I could. Finally, he shuddered one last time, and collapsed on top of me, my cock still in his mouth, and his in mine. As he finally started to go soft again, I felt him release my cock from his mouth, and start to get up. Without saying a word, he helped me up, and kissed me in the most passionate kiss I have ever had. If I had not just had an orgasm, I think that kiss would have driven me crazy. As it was, I almost collapsed. "Randy, that was wonderful. I love Blake, and have never done anything with anyone else, but for some reason, it felt right. I thought I would never make love to anyone but Blake, but that was the most powerful orgasm I have ever had. Thank you." "No, thank you, Trent. I'm kind of like you, I have never made love to anyone but Russ, and the first time was last night, but this was absolutely wonderful. I hope I didn't offend you by being so forward, but I just didn't know what to say, and I knew that I had to make love to you." "Offend me? Randy, if you hadn't done what you did, I would have, and probably wouldn't have been so shy about it. I was about to explode from watching Blake and Russ earlier, but I didn't want to interfere, so I just did my best to ignore them. I wanted what happened as badly as you did, maybe even more, but I knew that your relationship with Russ was a new one, and I didn't want to put any strain on it. I had decided that I wasn't gonna make the first move, but if you hadn't when you did, I think I would have broke my resolve. You were too handsome standing there, and I was too horny." "Well, I guess we should get dressed, and let you see your new apartment now, so you can decide whether you want it or not." "If it is anything like the rest of this house, I can tell you right now that not only do I want it, I also want to stay as long as you will let me." As we were getting dressed, I said, "Well, as long as things are the way they are, you, and Blake, are welcome to stay as long as you like. The apartment is yours if you want it. Let's go on and get it opened up, and let it be warming up. Of course this doesn't mean that you have to move up there right away, I think Russ and Blake might want to spend a little more time together," pointing toward the next room, where we could still hear them moaning as they made love. "Well, I'm as ready as I will ever be, let's go look at it," Trent said, pulling on some socks. "OK, one thing though, it is decorated just a bit different than most of the house that you have seen, so you may want to make some changes. When dad designed it, he designed it for short term guests, and it is more like a suite in a motel room than an apartment, so we may have to make some changes." "I'm sure it will be fine. If it is like the rest of this place, it will not only be huge, but it will also be wonderful." "Well, then, let's go take a look," I said, heading for the bedroom door. As we started toward the stairs, I remembered that I better open up the duct work to that part from the furnace. "Hold up a sec, let me open the duct work up so it will start getting some warm air." Trent followed me as I walked back into the furnace room, and opened the valve that would allow warm air to start circulating into that part of the house. "We kept it closed off, since nobody was in there, but now that there is finally someone in there, it might be a good idea to let some warm air it. It will still be cold in there, but at least it will start to warm up." "At this point, I don't care if it is as cold as it is outside, just the thought of having my own apartment is so great," Trent commented, heading back toward the stairs. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ To Be Continued This is a story that I started a little over 4 years ago, I've got several chapters already written, and will be happy to post them, if it appears that some of you are enjoying the series. Let me know what you think. 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