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When You Least Expect By Josh Blake
Chapter 43
As Andy drove away, we talked about how nice all three of the guys were. We couldn't wait to get back to the Bell and Crown Saturday night to hang out with them again. We got on the elevator and headed up to our rooms, parting ways with Lucas and Austin at their door and continuing on to our room. Since it was so late, we didn't bother checking in on Mom and Jackson. I noticed that since we had left the pub, Braden had been unusually quiet.
"Babe, is something wrong? You're really quiet," I said, taking off my shirt and unbuttoning my pants.
"I'm fine, baby. I'm just tired and I think I had a little too much to drink," Braden said as he pulled his shirt over his head, exposing his hairy chest and armpits.
"Alright, If you're sure," I said, stepping into the bathroom to brush my teeth before bed. I finished up in the bathroom, then Braden did the same. I slipped off my boxers and crawled into the bed. A few minutes later, Braden did the same. He got into bed and faced away from me, which I found odd. I spooned him from behind, letting my dick poke into his hairy crack. I put my arms around him and held him, but there was none of the usual action such as grinding into my cock or pulling me closer to him.
"Babe, something is wrong. Tell me what it is. Please," I begged. "Did I do something wrong?"
Braden started to whimper then was sobbing.
"Josh, I did a bad thing."
"Braden, what the hell? Did you kill someone?" I asked, sarcastically. "What could you have done that's so bad."
"You know that guy at the pub, John?"
"Yeah..." I said.
"We were in the restroom at the same time. He pulled his dick out. It's one of the biggest dicks I've ever seen," Braden said, continuing to sob.
"Okay, tell me what happened," I said, thinking I might cause John some bodily harm. "What did he do?"
"He didn't do anything. It was me. I grabbed his dick. He stroked it a little bit and something just made me want to reach out and grab it. So I did. Josh, I'm so sorry!"
I actually laughed a little bit. Braden did not find this amusing.
"Why are you laughing? I did a bad thing!"
"If all you did was grab his dick, that's not so bad. Am I happy about it? No. Mainly because if it's that big I would have liked to see it myself. Describe it to me."
"You can't be serious, Josh." Braden rolled over to face me now. His face was wet with tears.
"I am serious. Tell me about it. I'm not mad, I swear," I said.
"Josh, he has the biggest cock I've ever seen. He said his nickname was Horse! He's so big! And thick! I could barely wrap my hand around it. He's got a big, pink mushroom head. He's cut, like you. I don't think I'd want to get fucked by him. Cocks like that are nice to look at but that's about it. They're not practical." Braden discussed large penises like he was discussing an exotic sports car compared to an economical sedan.
"Well, maybe tomorrow night I'll try to get a look at it myself. Then we'll be even," I said. We fell asleep in each other's arms after that.
The next morning, Braden was back to his normal self like nothing ever happened. I made a mental note to cut him off on the pints that evening instead of letting him continue drinking until he was intoxicated again. We went to Mom's room to get Jackson before going out for breakfast. Mom and Jackson were both dressed and appeared to be ready to go out. I noticed Mom was wearing a little more makeup than usual.
"What are you in the mood for, Mom?" I asked. "We can have another traditional English breakfast or look for something else."
"Actually, darling, I am going to have some alone time here at the hotel, if that's alright with you boys," Mom said. I'm sure I looked a little surprised.
"Are you feeling okay, Mom?" I asked, concerned.
"I'm fine. I just want to relax a little bit," she said.
"I'm sorry, Mom. I know we've left you to take care of Jackson too much. I shouldn't have put him off on you so much," I said.
"No, it's not that at all," Mom said. "I just want a little `me' time."
"Josh, I'm starving," Braden said. "Let's go find food."
I kissed Mom on the cheek and made her promise to be careful if she went out anywhere, then headed toward the elevator with Braden and Jackson to meet the others.
As we waited for the elevator, I looked back toward Mom's room.
"I'm worried about Mom," I said. About that time, the elevator doors opened and out stepped Timothy, the hotel's general manager. He smiled, nodded, then walked down the hall. We stepped into the elevator. The doors closed just as we saw Timothy enter Mom's room.
"I wouldn't be too worried about her," Braden said, snickering. I stood there with my mouth hanging open as the elevator descended toward the lobby. "It looks like your mom is having English sausage for breakfast." I glared at him.
"I like sausage!" Jack bellowed as the doors opened on the lobby where Mark, Bonnie, Austin, and Lucas were standing. Of course, the crowded lobby all turned to look at us. I smiled and nodded as we exited the elevator, me with my hand on the back of Jack's head to guide him along.
"Where's Patti?" Bonnie asked as we walked through the lobby. "Is she not coming?"
"She will be," Braden said, snickering like a teenage boy.
"Mom's not feeling well," I lied. "She's going to rest for a bit then possibly join us later on if she feels better."
"Oh dear," Bonnie exclaimed. "I hope it's nothing serious. She doesn't need to overexert herself."
I shot Braden a look as if to say, `don't say a word.' He didn't, although I could see on his face that he wanted to.
We had another traditional English breakfast at a local cafe, which we all enjoyed. Jack, still stuck on the sausage kick, asked the waiter if he had any sausage he could have. This, of course, caused Braden, Austin, and Lucas to erupt with laughter. The poor waiter turned red.
"You boys just can't go anywhere without being immature," Bonnie scolded, as she herself struggled not to crack a smile.
Meanwhile, back at the hotel, Mom and Timothy were enjoying tea together in Mom's hotel room. Timothy was being quite charming, and Mom, having not experienced a man's attention for several years, was enjoying every minute of it.
"Patti, would you care to dance?" Timothy asked.
"Here? Now? What in the world?" Mom asked, confused.
"Where better than here and now," Timothy said, taking out his phone and starting some classical music. "May I have this dance?"
"I guess so," Mom said, offering her hand to Timothy. Right there in the hotel room, Mom and Timothy danced like they were young again. Mom caught herself dreaming about a life with someone like Timothy. He was charming and sophisticated. He was not at all like my father. He was caring and kind. Dad was gruff and verbally abusive.
After a few minutes, they tired and took their seats once more. Mom put her hand over her heart and made an exaggerated blowing sound as if to indicate her fatigue.
"Are you alright, Patti?" Timothy asked.
"Oh, I reckon I'm just fine," Mom said. "Just a little tuckered out."
"Tuckered?" Timothy asked. "Patti, you and the way you talk are so interesting."
"Well, I declare," Mom said. "I'm not interesting at all?"
"You are, you're a magnificent woman. You have awoken feelings inside me I haven't felt for years."
"Well, then, why don't you show me how those feelings make you feel?" Mom asked, seductively as she got up and moved toward the bed. Timothy followed her. You, dear reader, will have to use your own imagination to decide what happened next. I have to assume that Timothy made my mother a very happy woman that morning, but I won't be going into detail about that.
After breakfast, we decided to do a little shopping. Bonnie wanted to pick up some gifts for some of her girlfriends, and the rest of us wanted to pick up a few things as well. We went to Harrods, the famous department store. We had a great time walking around and looking at all of the neat items. We all found gifts for people back home. Knowing how much they enjoyed their tea, Braden and I picked out a nice teapot for Dorothy and Rose. I figured that after we got home a visit to Chattanooga would happen soon. I also wanted to catch up with David and Robert, so Braden and I searched for a gift for them. We finally settled on matching cufflinks since, although both were retired, they still enjoyed dressing up for dinner and special occasions with friends.
With all of our purchases wrapped and packaged, we headed back to the hotel. I was hoping whatever recreational activities Mom and Timothy had engaged in were over by this point since it was almost lunch time.
Once back at the hotel, I told Braden to take Jack back to our room so I could check on Mom. I knocked on the door, and Mom answered.
"Josh, I didn't expect you all back so soon. I was just taking a nap."
"Mmm hmm. I saw him come in here, Mom."
"Alright fine. And what difference does it make? I never judged you for anything you did, mister! So what if I made a friend and enjoyed myself? It didn't hurt anybody!"
I thought about what Mom said. She was right. She had never judged me for my relationship with Braden, although I'm sure it's not how she would have preferred things to be. She stood by me and chose me over my father in the end.
"You're right Mom. I'm sorry. I wasn't implying anything, just that I wish you would have just told me what was going on. I worry about you. You're not a young woman anymore."
"I'm still young enough to know I'm alive," she said. "I'm getting hungry. When's lunch?"
"I bet you worked up quite an appetite," I said, smirking.
"Wouldn't you like to know?" Mom said.
"Actually, I don't want to know. I really don't. Come on, let's go down to our room and figure out what we want to do."
With the group all back together, we decided to have lunch at a nearby restaurant that served sandwiches and salads. It was a nice break from the more heavy meals we had been enjoying, and gave us all a chance to just sit and talk about what we wanted to do during the time we had left.
After lunch, Jackson wanted to go back to Harry Potter' and drink more butt beer' as he called it.
"It's butter beer,' son," Braden corrected. "Don't go around telling people you had butt beer.' They'll get the wrong idea."
"Butt beer! Butt beer! Butt beer!" Jackson chanted.
"I blame you for this," I said to Braden. "Let's find somewhere to take him so he'll stop chanting for `butt beer!'
"I want to tour Buckingham Palace," Mom said.
"I wouldn't mind doing that, too," Bonnie said.
Braden and I agreed that touring the palace could be fun, and Austin and Lucas were willing to go along.
"Let's see if it's even open today," Bonnie said, taking out her phone. "You know they only do tours on certain days."
Bonnie determined that we were in luck and that tours were available. Bonnie bought the tickets with her phone, and we started the walk toward the palace.
On the walk over, Mom spouted off trivia about the British royal family, including what year Her Majesty the Queen ascended to the throne, how the House of Windsor got its name, what last name the royal family uses, why Buckingham Palace is the Queen's official residence, etc.
"How do you know so much about this, Patti?" Braden asked.
"I've watched The Crown several times, dear," Mom said.
"Mom, you know not everything on that show was accurate," I said.
"I know, but enough of it was true for me to know what I'm talking about," Mom said. No one argued with her.
We made our way to Buckingham Palace and spent the next two hours or so experiencing the guided tour and learning about the history of the palace. Mom and Bonnie were in awe. The rest of us enjoyed the tour, but we were not nearly as enamored with it as they were. Even Jack was somewhat enthralled with the artifacts on display and the stately architecture that surrounded us during the tour.
After our tour, we walked back toward the hotel. As we were walking, a motorcade approached being guided by police cars.
"I wonder who that is?" Bonnie asked. "Must be someone important."
"Maybe it's the Queen," Austin offered.
"Not likely," Mom said. "She spends her summers at Windsor Castle, normally." The motorcade made it closer to us and we all stopped to try to get a look at who might be inside. The cars were moving just slow enough that we could see who was inside.
"It's Catherine!" Bonnie screamed. Mom and Bonnie stood there waving like lunatics while the rest of us just waved normally. The Duchess of Cambridge, as Mom later informed us of her official title," smiled warmly to our group of obvious tourists and waved back.
"She waved at us!" Mom yelled! "The future queen waved at us! I can't believe it! Wait until I get back home and tell the girls! No one is going to believe this!" If she had red hair, it would have been easy to mistake Mom for Lucy Ricardo during one of the times she got close to a celebrity on her TV show.
"Come on," I said, laughing. "Let's get back to the hotel. The excitement is over."
"I can't believe you're not excited," Bonnie said.
"I mean it's cool and all," Austin said, "But they're people just like we are. I just don't see the big deal."
"Neither do I," Mark added, which earned him a look of disapproval from Bonnie.
"Some people just can't appreciate culture," Bonnie said. "Patti and I are the only ones in this group that can appreciate the symbolism and heritage that the royals exude."
"If by symbolism you mean how Prince Harry has such a great ass, I can appreciate that," Austin said.
"Yeah, I can appreciate Prince Harry's ass all day long," Lucas added. Braden added his agreement. I just laughed.
"I swear. You boys are hopeless," Bonnie said. "You know, one thing I have to comment on. Men will be men. Gay or straight, it doesn't matter. They only think about one thing."
"You're not wrong," Mom said, agreeing. "This one hid magazines under his mattress just like any other boy." Mom pointed her thumb at me, causing me to blush.
"Mine did the same thing," Bonnie said. "They didn't think I knew it. Who did they think was changing their sheets? They sure as hell weren't doing it!"
"Alright, Mom!" Braden said. "We're all hopeless sex addicts. We know. At least we all found men to settle down with." Braden put his arm around my shoulder and gave me a quick peck on the lips. Austin smiled, then did the same to Lucas.
"I'm just giving you a hard time," Bonnie said. "I am proud of you both and how you turned out. And you both did well with finding someone to spend your lives with."
We made it back to the hotel and had a quick dinner before heading back to the Bell and Crown.
"Tell me about this Bell and Crown place," Mom said. "I'm not sure I like the idea of you boys hanging out in a bar!"
"It's not a bar, Mom. It's a pub," I said.
"Bar, pub, same difference," Bonnie said. "It's a place where people get drunk. Nothing good happens in places like that. I don't think I like you going, either."
"With all due respect, Mom," Braden started. "You can't stop us. But it's not that kind of place, anyway."
"Don't tell me I can't stop you, young man!" Bonnie said. "Just because you're married with a kid doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want!"
"It's really a family friendly place, Mom!" Austin added.
"Oh really? How many families were there?" Bonnie asked.
"If you don't believe us, come with us," I said. Braden shot me a look. While the Bell and Crown wasn't a bad place and the atmosphere was definitely not that of the sleezy bar that Mom and Bonnie were both picturing, I had no desire to spend the evening with my mother and mother-in-law. We wanted to have a little fun and let our hair down, so to speak. I was gambling that offering for them to come along would be the catalyst that would get them both off our backs. Luckily for us, Mark stepped in and saved the day.
"Actually, dear, I was thinking that while the guys go out and have fun with their new friends, the rest of us could go see a movie. What do you think, Patti? Are you up for a movie?"
"I could go for a movie," Mom said. "What's playing?"
"I think there's a new Fantastic Beasts movie out. What do think, Jack. Want to go see Fantastic Beasts with Meemaw, Nana, and Pop?"
"Yes!" Jack bellowed. "Fantastic Beasts! Fantastic Beasts!"
"Then it sounds like everyone has plans for the evening," I said. "Let's go back to the room and get ready."
Mom took Jack to her room to get ready for the movie while Braden and I shared a shower in our room. Of course, showering together made both of us horny. Before I knew it, I had Braden leaning against the wall of the shower with his ass stuck out with my face buried between his hairy cheeks. I was devouring his ass while water cascaded down my body.
"Jesus, Josh. Damn I love when you eat me out like that," Braden exclaimed. "I need you to fuck me!"
"You want this dick?" I asked, standing up and running my cock up and down Braden's crack.
"Yes! Put it in me!" Braden yelled. I pushed slightly and Braden's sphincter gave way, allowing my cock to descend into his rectum.
"Oh God!" Braden exclaimed. Neither of realized that at that moment Mom and Jackson had came into our room to get Jack some clean socks and underwear. After she knocked and got no response, Mom thought we must be in the shower and wouldn't even know they came into the room.
"Sounds like Dad and Daddy are praying again," Jack said.
"Yes, sounds like it," Mom said, blushing. She grabbed Jackson's socks and underwear from one of the drawers in the room, then took his hand and lead him quickly back out into the hall, making sure to close the door completely behind her. I was really pounding Braden's ass when we heard the door close.
"What the fuck?" I asked, continuing to fuck Braden. "Was that the door?"
"Who the fuck cares? Just fuck me!" Braden said, reaching under himself to jerk his cock while I continued to fuck him. With the pace at which we were fucking, I felt my load boiling up from my balls.
"I'm about to cum," I warned Braden. The way his ass was pulsing on my cock told me that he wasn't far from cumming himself. Braden continued to stroke his cock while I continued to pummel his ass. Pretty soon, I was unloading deep up Braden's ass while he unloaded all over the shower wall.
"Damn." Braden said, straightening up. "That never gets old."
"It sure doesn't," I agreed. I turned Braden around and kissed him passionately while the water continued to cascade down on us. We finished cleaning each other up, dried each other off, and then got dressed.
"Let's check in on Mom and Jack before we head to the pub," I said. Braden and I walked down the hall to Mom's room. We knocked and Jackson opened the door.
"Jack, you know better than to open the door without asking who's there," Braden scolded. "Where's Meemaw?"
"She's taking a shower. I figured it would be you so I opened the door," he said.
"Daddy, can I ask you a question?" Jack asked as I sat down on the bed and picked him up and put him on my lap.
"Of course, son, what is it?" I asked.
"What do you and Dad pray about so much? You're always praying. We heard you praying just now," Jack said. I blushed. I looked at Braden and saw him blushing as well.
"Well, you see son, one day, when you grow up and get married and have a little boy or little girl of your own...," I blubbered, not sure exactly what I should say.
"You'll want to pray for them all the time too," Braden added, saving me. "You'll pray for them every chance you and your husband, or wife, have."
"Meemaw doesn't pray as much as you do," Jack said. "Does that mean she doesn't pray for you, Daddy?"
"I pray for your Daddy and your Dad every day," Mom said, coming out of the bathroom with her robe on and a towel over her hair. "I pray for you, too. I just do it more quietly than some people." Mom shot Braden and me a look.
"Well, we're heading to the pub," I said, anxious to get out of the current conversation. "You guys enjoy the movie and be safe." I kissed Jackson on the cheek and then did the same to Mom. Braden repeated my actions with first Mom and then Jackson. He ruffled Jack's hair and tapped him on the nose, causing Jack to giggle.
We left Mom's room and headed down the hall to see if Lucas and Austin were ready. We knocked on their door and Lucas answered, dressed but obviously flushed. It was clear that the two of them had been having some fun in the shower as well.
"Y'all ready?" Braden asked.
"Yep, let's roll," Austin answered, putting his wallet in his back pocket as we left the room and headed to the elevator.
A short walk later we found ourselves back at the Bell and Crown. We walked in and Sophie greeted us.
"Ah, you're back, lads! Come, this way! We have a special table for you!" Sophie led us to a table next to where Andy and Jacob were already sitting with a guy we didn't know.
"Evan, I want you to meet Josh, Braden, Lucas, and Austin," Andy said. "Guys, this is our friend Evan." We all shook hands with Evan and soon found out that he was as friendly and easy to get along with as John, Andy, and Jacob.
"I went ahead and brought out some doughed bangers, lads. I'm sure you'll be wanting pints with them," Sophie said as she put two plates of the delicious doughed bangers down on the table. "I'll be right back with your pints," she said.
John soon started singing and playing and soon the entire pub was lively with entertainment. John took breaks to enjoy a pint and some doughed bangers and to engage in conversation with us. We were comparing notes on attractions we enjoyed back in the United States. We discussed New York City and Andy commented on how much he had enjoyed visiting there.
"I can't wait until we can go back and visit Harry," Jacob said.
"And don't forget Grandma and the twins," Andy said.
"You have a grandmother there?" Lucas asked, confused.
"Not exactly," Andy explained. Andy and Jacob went on to explain their relationship with the lady they referred to as Grandma,' and her grandsons, who they called the twins.'
"John will have to tell you the whole story," Jacob said. "It's quite a tale."
"If you guys ever get the chance to come to Alabama, we'd love to have you stay at our place," I said. "We'd love to show you guys some southern hospitality!"
"That sounds brilliant," Andy said. "Tell me, I just finished reading To Kill a Mockingbird. Is Alabama really like in the book?"
I laughed. "We've come a long way since that book. I have to say we aren't nearly as bad as that anymore."
"Yeah, Josh is the superintendent of a pretty big school district," Austin said. "And people know he's gay. That could have never happened fifty years ago."
"Hell, it probably couldn't have happened twenty years ago," I said. "It helps that we live in a pretty big city. Folks are more tolerant there than in some places."
"And your mums, they know that you're gay?" Jacob asked. "And they don't mind?"
"My mom had a hard time with it to start with," I said. "But she came around. Maybe you'll get to meet her sometime."
"That would be nice," Jacob said. "And what about your mum, Braden?"
"Yeah, our mom and dad are both fine with it," Braden said, motioning to Austin.
"My dad sure wasn't," Lucas said. "He tried to kill my boyfriend at the time and almost killed Josh, too."
"What?" Andy exclaimed? "His dad tried to murder you? How?"
I spent the next few minutes telling the story about how Lucas's father shot me when I went in to try to rescue Lucas's boyfriend, Trey. I didn't like telling the story. While several years had passed, talking about it still brought back bad memories. I closed my eyes. I could still hear Trey's voice echoing in my mind.
"Mr. P! Watch out He's got a gun! No!!!!" Trey screamed. The darkness entered my brain just as it did that night. I remembered the feeling of pressure in my back and then the darkness enveloping me. I remembered coming to in the ER with nurses working to control the bleeding and keep me from dying while they brought Braden in to say his goodbyes.
"Josh, it's okay," Braden said. "I'm here. You're here with us." He was rubbing my back and holding my hand. Sophie was standing there with a concerned look on her face. Andy, Jacob, and Evan looked like they'd seen a ghost.
"I'm sorry," I said. "Did I black out?"
"Just for a minute," Braden said. "But it's okay. I'm here."
"I'm sorry, Josh," Lucas said. "I never should have brought that up. Not here. I'm so sorry."
"It's fine," I said, accepting the pint that Sophie was offering me. "It just brings back bad memories. I'm okay now."
"Bugger," Andy said. "I know how you feel. My dad shot John and almost killed him as well!"
"You're kidding?" Braden said. "You went through that, too? I don't think I could have gone on living without Josh. And it was right after Jackson was born."
"It was horrific," Andy said. "Thankfully, I had Jacob and Elizabeth to get me through it."
"Get you through what?" John asked. He had just finished a song and took a break to come sit with us.
"When my dad shot you," Andy said. "Josh was telling us about when Lucas's dad shot him."
"Damn," John said. "I thought we were the only ones that had crazy stuff like that happen."
"We've definitely had our share of crazy," Braden said.
"I need to use the restroom," I said. "Excuse me for a minute." Braden looked at me with concern, but I assured him that I was fine.
"I need to go real fast, too," John said, following me into the men's room.
John and I stood side by side together at the trough. I normally don't check out other guys in the restroom, but I remembered Braden's account of John's cock and I couldn't resist. I took a sideways glance at John's cock, trying to be discreet. Braden was right. It was huge!
"I guess your hubby told you about it," John said.
"Yeah, he did. And damn. He was right!" I said.
John laughed. "It is pretty big. I get that a lot."
"How does Andy take it?" I asked. "Sorry if that's too personal. But he's not a big guy."
John laughed again. "Andy doesn't have any problem with it," he said. "Most guys and girls adjust to it pretty quick."
"You're a lucky guy, John Wilder," I said.
"You're not too bad yourself, Josh," John said. "I'm not really into older guys, but that's a pretty nice dick."
John finished pissing, shook himself off, then zipped up. I did the same. We washed our hands then rejoined the others. John drank another pint then returned to the stage.
I noticed throughout the evening that Jacob seemed to be drawn to Austin and Lucas. I couldn't hear all of their conversation, but I heard them discussing video games some. I also overheard Jacob talking about his boyfriend Harry and how difficult it was with him being in New York.
Evan and Andy were good conversation. Evan was into sports, so he and Braden hit it off on that regard. Andy was interested in some of my stories as a teacher and principal and how I had handled situations with students from abusive homes and situations of coming out and acceptance.
All too soon, it was time to call it a night. We felt like we had become good friends with the guys, and it was going to be hard not to see them again. We all exchanged email addresses and social media information. We promised to get in touch if we were back in England and John, Andy, Jacob, and Evan all said they would reach out to us if they found an opportunity to visit us in Alabama at some point. I paid our tab and bid farewell to Sophie, thanking her for taking care of us and promising to come see her the next time we visited.
This time, Evan offered to drive us back to the hotel since he had driven to the pub by himself. We took him up on his offer and enjoyed conversation with him on the way back to the hotel. Since it was only a few minutes away, it wasn't long before Evan was pulling away after dropping us off in front of the hotel.
"They sure are nice guys," Braden said. "I feel like we've known them forever."
"I know," I said. "They've been through a lot, too. They're strong, that's for sure."
We rode the elevator up to our floor. We were all tired, so we said goodnight and went to our rooms. We knew that Mom had put Jack to bed in her room, so there was no need to disturb them. Braden and I fell asleep almost as soon as we hit the bed, unaware of the activities that were soon to take place in Austin and Lucas's room.
Austin and Lucas were tired as well, but Austin was planning for some fun. He was in the bathroom preparing to get plowed by Lucas when the guys heard a knock on the door.
"Who do you think that is, babe?" Austin asked from the bathroom.
A shirtless Lucas answered the door with a towel wrapped around his waist, still damp from the shower. He saw Jacob standing there and felt confused. He had expected Josh or Braden to be at the door. Jacob was the last person he expected to see.
"Jacob!" Lucas exclaimed. "What brings you here? Is everything okay?"
"Everything is fine," Jacob said. "And it's about to get better." Jacob walked past Lucas and entered the room. He had always had a thing for men with red hair, and he was sure he was about to fulfill a fantasy.
Lucas turned to follow Jacob, letting the door close behind him. He still had a confused look on his face.
"Babe, who is it?" Austin called from the bathroom. There was some annoyance in his voice.
"It's Jacob," Lucas replied.
"What? No way." Austin said, coming into the room with just his boxers on. "Jacob! What are you doing here? Do John and Andy know where you are?"
"No, they're asleep. They'll never know I was gone. I just wanted to spend some more time with you guys," Jacob said, kicking off his shoes and thrusting himself on the bed.
Lucas and Austin made eye contact. They both were pretty sure they knew where this was going. Neither of them was entirely opposed to it, although they were cautious.
"Jacob, what exactly did you come here for?" Austin asked.
"You tell me," Jacob said, pulling off his shirt and putting his hands behind his head, exposing his armpits and the sparse hair under them.
"Jacob, this isn't right," Austin said. "We're older than you."
"That's okay," Jacob said. "So are John and Andy. And Evan."
"You have sex with your stepbrother and Andy?" Lucas asked.
"Yes," Jacob said. "And Evan. Since Harry is gone, I have to do what I have to do. I have needs."
"Jacob," Lucas started, "You're a really attractive guy, but,"
"But what?" Jacob asked. "I'm quite horny. You two are both gorgeous and I want to have sex with you. Don't worry. I know what I'm doing. I just need one of you to fuck me. Which of you blokes is going to give me what I want?" With that, Jacob unbuttoned his pants and turned over so his ass was facing out. He lowered his pants and underwear at the same time, exposing his mostly hairless ass to Austin and Lucas. Neither man said a word. It was obvious both of them were drooling over the ass being presented to them.
"Don't just stand there," Jacob said. "Lucas, drop that towel and Austin, lose those boxers." As if in a trance, both guys did as they were told. Jacob turned around again so he could see both guys in all their glory.
"Fuck me that's hot," Jacob said, stroking his own cock. Jacob was uncut like Austin, which was common for Brits but uncommon for Americans.
"I thought you'd both be cut like John," Jacob said. "I see they left yours intact, Austin." Jacob reached out and started stroking Austin's cock with one hand and Lucas's with the other.
"Stand together. I want to suck you both." Jacob slid off the bed onto the floor, letting his pants fall completely to his ankles. He went to his knees and took first Lucas's cock into his mouth, taking him all the way to his throat, then switched to Austin's cock. He continued alternating between both cocks for the next several minutes, thoroughly enjoying himself. Pretty soon, though, he was ready to be fucked.
Jacob stood up and kicked his pants away from his ankles, leaving him totally nude. He once again sat back on the bed, looking seductively at Austin and Lucas.
"Are you two going to stand there and gawk at me, or are you going to do something?" Jacob asked. Austin needed to further invitation as he went down on Jacob's engorged, leaking cock. Lucas, not to be left out, went to work on Jacob's balls. He worked his balls over with his tongue, then moved lower onto Jacob's nearly hairless taint. Austin backed off of Jacob's cock and Jacob lifted his legs to give Lucas's tongue access to his crack. His legs spread open exposing his anus to the guys. Lucas leaned in close and took a whiff.
"Jesus! He smells amazing!" Lucas exclaimed. "Damn, come see, babe." Austin put his nose directly into Jacob's crack and inhaled.
"Fuck! I don't know when I smelled anything so good," Austin said. Before Lucas could say anything else, Austin had buried his face in Jacob's ass, trying to inhale as much of his boy musk as possible. He also was trying to see how far up Jacob's ass he could get his tongue. Jacob was moaning and writhing in pleasure while he held his legs back for the guys to explore his ass.
"Let me have some," Lucas said, pushing Austin aside and burying his own face in Jacob's ass crack, enjoying every bit of musk that remained there. He soon had his own tongue in Jacob's back door, which he thoroughly enjoyed about as much as Jacob was enjoying it.
"Please fuck me now," Jacob moaned. Lucas, happy to oblige, pulled his tongue from Jacob's hole and stood up, lining his cock up with the boy's asshole. Austin was standing by with a tube of Astroglide that he liberally applied to Jacob's hole and to Lucas's cock. Lucas started to push inside of Jacob. The boy winced with slight discomfort as Lucas entered him, so Lucas stopped. Lucas rubbed Jacob's abdomen with his right hand while his left was still guiding his cock into Jacob's rectum.
"Shhh. Just relax," Lucas said. Jacob did, and his cock continued its descent into Jacob's hole. After that, Jacob was ready to go. He begged Lucas to fuck him, and Lucas did. While Lucas was fucking Jacob's hole, Austin moved so that he was on the bed straddling Jacob's face. This allowed him to feed the boy his cock while his fiance continued to work the boy's ass over with his cock. Jacob was quite a skilled cocksucker as well as a good bottom.
"I want to eat your arse now," Jacob said to Austin, prompting him to turn around. Austin squatted over Jacob's face, allowing the younger boy to lick his hole.
"Babe, let's switch," Lucas said. I want you to see how good this ass is."
Austin took Lucas's place between the boy's legs. Lucas had opened Jacob up significantly, so all Austin had to do was push slightly and his cock disappeared into Jacob's bowels.
"Damn, you weren't lying," Austin said. His ass is great!" Austin continued fucking Jacob's ass while Lucas moved into position to allow Jacob to suck his cock.
"It smells like my arse," Jacob said. He wasn't put off by it and sucked all of Lucas's cock into his mouth. After sucking Lucas's cock for a few minutes, Jacob wanted to eat his ass as well. Lucas was more than happy to oblige. After a few minutes of a great rim job, Lucas returned his cock to Jacob's mouth.
Pretty soon, both guys felt their orgasms starting to build.
"I'm about to cum," Austin announced as he fucked Jacob's ass. He gave him several more thrusts before he exploded, spilling his load into Jacob's well-used rectum. Lucas was at his breaking point as well, flooding Jacob's mouth with his cum. Jacob hungrily swallowed the load.
"Fuck!" Lucas exclaimed, collapsing onto the bed beside Jacob. Austin collapsed on the other side of Jacob, equally exhausted. Lucas was the first to look down and notice that Jacob was still hard and dripping precum. He grabbed the boy's cock in his fist and stroked three or four times before Jacob cried out and exploded. Cum rained down onto Jacob's torso, splashing Lucas's hand. When Jacob finally finished, Lucas licked the cum off his hand. Austin, not wanting to miss out on the treat Jacob had produced, licked what he could of the boy's cum off his body. Both guys then took turns kissing Jacob passionately and thanking him for such a wonderful experience.
"That was bloody brilliant," Jacob said, standing up to dress himself.
"Yes it was," Lucas agreed. "Do you want to rinse off in the shower before you leave? You're going to smell like sex if you don't."
"No thanks, everyone will be asleep when I get home. I'll shower in the morning."
The guys hugged Jacob and told him to be careful getting back home. Jacob kissed them both on the lips, then exited the room heading for the elevator.
Austin and Lucas got into bed together, both spent from the experience with Jacob. The boys soon fell asleep in each other's arms, content from their wonderful orgasms.
That's it for this chapter of "When You Least Expect." The next chapter will be published as soon as possible. I want to take a moment to express my gratitude to fellow author Thomas Gaige for allowing me to cross over into the universe of his long-running series "My Step Brother Jacob," which can be found in the Incest section of Nifty. If you haven't already, please check out his work here: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/my-step-brother-jacob/. I assure you that you will not be disappointed.
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