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Subject: When You Least Expect Chapter 42 (Revised) Copyright 2020-2022: No part of this story may be reproduced in any way without the express written consent of the author. The author grants www. permission to post the story on their website. DISCLAIMER: This story is a work of fiction and fantasy. No part of it is based on true events, and any similarity to any person, living or dead, is coincidental. It contains descriptions of homosexual activities between consenting adults. If you are not over 18 years of age, or if you find this type of story offensive, or viewing this material is illegal where you are, then please DO NOT READ IT! If you choose to read it, then – I hope you enjoy it! Nifty needs donations to continue doing what we all enjoy. If you can, please consider donating. When You Least Expect By Josh Blake Chapter 42 While we all enjoyed the Harry Potter Studio Tour, we were all exhausted, including Jack. To top it all off, the sugar rush he had from the butter beer had worn off, leaving him irritable and cranky. He was nearly in tears as we made our way back to the hotel. “This is why we don’t let him have so much sugar,” I said quietly to Braden. “I know, Dad, I know,” Braden mocked. “I guess we should have stopped with one.” “He’s going to be alright,” Mom said. “A quick nap and he’ll be good as new! Won’t you, Jack?” “LEAVE ME ALONE!” Jack cried to his grandmother. “JACK!” I snapped. “Don’t you ever talk to Meemaw that way!” “Relax, Josh,” Mom said. “I don’t know why you are surprised. You acted the same way when you were his age. He’s overstimulated and he just needs a nap. He can’t help it.” “He still doesn’t need to talk to you that way,” I said. “He needs to respect you.” “He does,” she said. “He’s just in a bad mood right now. It’ll be okay. I’ll take him and put him down for a nap. I might try to catch a quick one myself.” “A nap does sound good,” Braden said. “Josh, want to take a nap with me?” “Yeah, like you’ll really sleep,” Austin remarked. “I know Luke and I won’t.” Austin winked and grabbed Lucas’s ass as we walked into the hotel lobby.” “Stop it!” Lucas exclaimed. “People will see you!” “If they do they will just be jealous that I can grab this gorgeous ass anytime I want to and they can’t!” Austin said. “I swear, I really don’t know where I went wrong raising him,” Bonnie said. We all laughed and boarded the elevator to our rooms where we all parted ways with plans to meet later for dinner. We all enjoyed naps and a little recreational time as well. Braden and I both stripped down and ended up in a sixty-nine-position sucking each other’s cocks. Neither of us lasted very long before being rewarded to a mouth full of the other’s cum. Down the hall, Austin was craving Lucas’s ass. He had persuaded Lucas, without much persuasion required, to sit on his face. Lucas was in a squatting position over Austin’s face allowing his lover to eat his ass with rigor and determination. Austin was really chowing down and Lucas was grinding his sweaty ass all over Austin’s face, an activity which both guys enjoyed greatly. What they didn’t realize, however, was that they hadn’t closed the door all the way when they entered their room. Unfortunately, Bonnie saw the slightly ajar door as an invitation to go on in. “Boys, I was thinking…”OH MY GOD!” Bonnie shrieked, spinning around and running into the hallway, slamming the door behind her. “What the fuck!?” Austin cried as Lucas, being startled as he was, sat down completely on his fiancée’s face, nearly suffocating the boy. Lucas rolled off of Austin as quickly as he could and grabbed his boxers from the floor beside the bed, putting them on in a hurry. “What was that?” Austin asked, shocked. “Your mom fucking walked in on me sitting on your face, that’s what!” Lucas exclaimed. “I’m so fucking embarrassed!” “You think you you’re embarrassed, think how she must feel,” Austin said, getting up and putting his boxers on as well. His cock had deflated rapidly after the intrusion. “We have to go talk to her,” Lucas said. “Yeah, she’ll love that,” Austin said. “I’m sure she’ll want to talk all about how her future son-in-law mezitli escort was grinding his sweaty pink butthole all over her youngest son’s face. Maybe I’ll even give her a kiss. She’ll probably smell your musk on my face.” “Oh, shut up!” Lucas said. “Go wash your face and get dressed so we can go clear this up.” Austin washed his face while Lucas finished redressing. After both boys were satisfied with their appearance, they walked slowly down the hall toward the room that Mark and Bonnie were sharing. Lucas was careful to knock before trying the door. After a few seconds, Mark opened the door. “Well, boys, it’s good to see you have clothes on,” Mark said. “It’s not our fault,” Austin said. “We thought the door was closed and locked! Besides, who just barges into another couple’s room without knocking?” “I’m sorry, boys,” Bonnie said, sheepishly. “I’m so embarrassed. I’ll knock next time. Maybe I’ll even call first.” “Probably a good idea,” Austin said. “But hey, look on the bright side, we don’t have anything you haven’t seen before.” “Very funny,” Bonnie said. “But there’s no reason anyone else has to know about it, is there?” “Nah, no one else needs to know how you saw Lucas tossing my salad,” Austin said. This earned him a punch on the arm from Lucas, who was clearly blushing. “I’m sorry, Bonnie, really.” Lucas said. “It’s alright, now why don’t you boys go and finish up or take a nap or something. I can’t look at you right now.” “Whatever, mom,” Austin said. “Come on babe, let’s go finish.” Austin and Lucas went back to their room where, after making sure they door was closed and locked this time, they did indeed finish. Except this time around it was Lucas who was craving Austin’s sweaty ass. He had Austin on his back with his knees almost behind his ears while he feasted on the hairy ass in front of him. Pretty soon, Austin was begging for Lucas’s cock, which Lucas was happy to provide. Back down the hall in Mark and Bonnie’s room, Bonnie found herself a little turned on by what she had witnessed. While she would never want to do anything with Lucas, the sight of his hard, pink cock dripping as her son expertly explored his lover’s nether regions with his tongue was causing her to become moist. While she and Mark still enjoyed a healthy sex life, it was nowhere near what it was in their younger years, which was to be expected. Nevertheless, after making sure to lock the door and draw the curtains, Bonnie made her move on Mark. Mark was blessed to still be able to perform at almost sixty years old, which was a gift for which Bonnie was truly grateful. It wasn’t long before Bonnie was on her back with Mark’s tongue on her clit causing her to moan in ecstasy. The scene was not unlike what Austin and Lucas were doing down the hall, with Mark soon thrusting his erect cock into Bonnie’s steamy orifice. After a while, the two finished. Bonnie was also fortunate that Mark was always able to bring her to an orgasm several times, which apparently was not the norm for many women. The two of them, now sweaty from their exertion, fell asleep in each other’s arms. It seems that the entire group and found sexual satisfaction with their lovers, with the exception of my seventy-five year old mother who was trying to figure out how to get some alone time with the attractive, gray-haired gentleman who turned out to be the general manager of the hotel. My mother had not enjoyed the company of a man for many years, but she was determined to enjoy some alone time with Timothy, as we later found out his name was, before we left London. She was plotting how to turn on all her southern charm to woo him. After Mark and Bonnie had their fun, the two of them decided that they would stay in the room and order room service for dinner. Neither of them cared to dress completely again and decided that another round of intimacy was a distinct possibility later in the evening. Mom decided that room service was a good idea for Jack and herself as well. Jack was still cranky despite a nap, and none of us had the desire to take him out anywhere and deal with his bad mood. That gave us pozcu escort guys a great opportunity to explore the city and some of its nightlife. “So what are y’all in the mood for?” Braden asked as we walked out of the hotel. We were dressed casually in jeans and button-down shirts. I was thankful for the sleeves on my arms as it had turned a bit chilly after sunset. “I really want to check out a pub,” Austin said. “London is supposed to be known for its pubs.” “You’re right,” I said. “We can’t go home without getting the true pub experience. We can just walk until we find one that looks good.” Everyone agreed, so we started walking. We passed several pubs, but some of them looked too run down or sketchy for what we wanted. Finally, we spotted one that looked like a good place to check out. “The Bell and Crown,” Austin read from the sign outside. “I like the sound of that!” “Let’s go inside and check it out!” I said, starting for the door. We went inside and found a table. It was quite crowded and since it was Friday night, there was live music. The guy on the stage playing guitar and singing had long hair and an American voice. “That’s odd,” I said. “That guy sounds American. That’s not what I expected.” “That’s John,” we turned to see a waitress approaching our table. “He’s from the states. And by the sound of it, you lads are, too. I’m Sophie. What will you be having?” Sophie seemed very pleasant and ready to take care of us. I already liked this place. “Well, Sophie,” I said, “This is our first time at a British pub. What do you suggest?” “You must have our doughed bangers,” Sophie said, pointing to a card at the end of the table that advertised some of the specials. They appeared to be little sausages wrapped in dough and baked. “That sounds good,” Braden said. Everyone else agreed, so we ordered two plates of doughed bangers to share. “And what will you be drinking?” Sophie asked. “Pints all around?” “I think that will work!” Lucas said. “Very good,” Sophie said, smiling and turning around to put in our order. She returned very quickly with two plates of doughed bangers with mustard dipping sauce and our pints of ale. “This is good,” Austin said, dipping a doughed banger in mustard and popping it in his mouth.” “The ale is good, too,” Braden added. We sat enjoying our pints and doughed bangers, and happily agreed to order more of both when Sophie returned to check on us. I saw her at one point go over to the stage where the guy she called John was playing. She handed him a pint then pointed over at our table. He flashed us a smile. He was quite handsome. John was a talented musician and had a knack for playing all kinds of music. He played the guitar and then switched over to the piano. He was equally talented at that. After playing for a while longer, John announced that he was taking a break and would return in a few minutes. He headed toward a table where a couple of other guys were sitting. Sophie brought out more pints and doughed bangers to their table. I noticed that John put his arm around one of the boys, a skinnier boy with blonde hair, and kissed him on the cheek. After sitting with them for several minutes, John got up and headed toward our table. “Sophie wanted me to come meet my fellow Americans. I’m John,” he said, offering his hand to each of us. “I’m Josh,” I said, and this is my husband Braden and his brother Austin. And Lucas is Austin’s fiancée.” “Awesome,” John said. That’s my boyfriend Andy and my stepbrother Jacob sitting over there.” John gestured toward the table where the two guys waved back at us. “We don’t see that many Americans in here,” John said. “We’re far enough off the beaten path that most of the tourists don’t make it this far.” “We kept walking until we found a place that looked good,” Braden said. “I’m glad you found it,” John said. “You guys are from the south, aren’t you?” “Yep, Alabama born and raised,” I said, drawing out my syllables more than necessary. “I knew it. That accent is unmistakable. I hope you guys are enjoying yourselves. Is Sophie treating you right?” John asked. Sophie appeared behind escort bayan him carrying another round of pints. “Sophie is the best!” Lucas said, a little loudly. It was becoming obvious that we were nearing our limit of drinks. “Well, I’m going to get back at it,” John said. “I hope you guys enjoy!” He winked at us then returned to the stage. John played for about another hour before announcing that he was finished for the evening and to please come back tomorrow night. “I definitely want to come back,” Austin said. “Me too,” Lucas said. “I gotta piss,” Braden announced, making me get up to let him out of the booth we were sitting in. “Can you make it?” I asked, noticing he was slurring his words and stumbling a little bit. Braden said he was good and headed for the restroom. I didn’t notice that John had also made his way to the restroom. When Braden entered the restroom and walked up to the trough that served as a urinal, John was already standing there with his cock out pissing. Braden, in his inebriated state, was not shy about the fact that he was admiring John’s huge cock as he started pissing himself. “Fuck that’s big!” Braden exclaimed. “Yeah, they don’t call me `Horse’ for nothing,” John replied. Braden continued to gawk at John’s large penis. Due to the amount of alcohol he had consumed, his inhibitions were down. Braden reached out and grabbed John’s cock and stroked it. “Whoa there,” John said. “Let’s not take it too far. I don’t think your husband would like that.” John took hold of Braden’s wrist and removed his hand from his hardening cock. He quickly stuffed his cock back into his pants and zipped up. “Oh my God! I’m so sorry!” Braden was on the verge of tears. “It’s just so big!” “It’s alright,” John said. “Here, let’s get you zipped up and put away.” John helped Braden button his pants and get everything back into place. “Let’s get you back to your table,” John said. He put his hand on Braden’s shoulder and guided him back toward our table. I saw the tears on Braden’s face and immediately suspected the worst “Babe? What’s wrong? What happened?” I asked. “Everything is fine,” John said. “I think he’s had a little too much to drink. You might want to get an Uber back to wherever you guys are staying. It’s probably not a good idea to be walking around London at night in a state like this.” “I think he’s the worst of us,” I said. “He’s not used to drinking this much and he didn’t want to stop with the ale. Thanks for taking care of him.” “John, is everything alright?” the boy we now knew as Andy asked as he walked up to us. “Yeah, everything is fine. Just talking to my new American friends.” John winked and smiled. “Where are you staying?” Andy asked. “We’re at Hotel 41,” I replied. “It’s only about a half hour walk.” “Oh dear,” Andy said. “That’s too far to drive this late. And there’s no reason to spend money on an Uber. I can drive you.” “We couldn’t put you out like that,” I said. “We’ll be fine.” “Nonsense. John and I drove separately here. I’m in my car and he’s in his. I won’t take no for an answer.” “There’s no sense in arguing with Andy,” John said. “You won’t win.” We took John’s advice and stopped arguing. We followed Andy out to his Ford and piled in the back seat. John’s stepbrother Jacob came along because he had ridden with Andy to the pub. The ride back to the hotel was uneventful other than casual conversation. We told Jacob and Andy about our jobs back home and we learned that John came to live in England after his mother passed away and had made it his permanent home after the passing of his father and his stepmother. His stepmother had died after giving birth to John and Jacob’s brother, who all three guys were now raising together. Andy dropped us off in front of the hotel. I tried to pay him, but he refused. We left with the promise to buy the three of them a round of pints and doughed bangers the following evening, which was Saturday. The next chapter in this series will be published soon! 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