Date: Thu, 9 Mar 2006 00:18:19 -0800 (PST)
From: Scott Scott <scottgregs30@yahoo.com>
Subject: Marcus' Summer Twist part 1 (revised)

NOTE: (This story has been resubmitted by me due to concerns of some
editing errors. Thanks to the readers for pointing this out to me.
This does not change the events of the story at all, just a better
flow.)


The following story will contain graphic sexual scenes and flirtations
involving adult males in following chapters.  IF material of this
nature offends you or not allowed wherever you are, PLEASE STOP
READING.

This is purely fictional work, any similarities between characters and
events and any real situation are purely coincidental.

This is my first multi-chaptered story on this site and hopefully the
first of several planned installments.

I hope/plan to add more as time permits and if you are enjoying the
story.  Your feedback will be what keeps the story alive.

I welcome feedback, comments and suggestions, both positive or negative
as long as constructive which can be directed to me at
Scottgregs30@yahoo.com.

Enjoy the story....

Chapter 1: A bump in the road
(Present Day)

"There's been a terrible accident!! pleeeeeease hurry!!!"

That's what kept running through my mind as the limo drove into the
hospital entrance.  Even before the limo came to a full stop so the
driver could open the door for me, I was out of the car and running
into the busy lobby.  I was searching frantically around in the large
area for anyone I knew.

I kept thinking to myself, "Oh please, Oh please, how could I..."  I
finally caught a glimpse of Alex sitting slumped over in a chair.  I
ran to him and touched his shoulder.  Alex slowly looked up at me and
his eyes were red and full of tears.

I sat next to Alex and put my arms around him.   All he could say was,
"Marcus,    he's     gone....."   I felt so torn up about what
happened, that I must be physically getting ill over it, the pain I
feel in my head and side is steadily getting worse.

A family friend approached us to follow her to the chapel, where the
rest of the family was waiting.

I could feel my anxiety level climbing and my heart racing as we
rounded the corner to the chapel.  Alex walked in first and was
immediately in a hug with his mother.  Then she looked at me and put
her other arm around me as we all cried together.

As I was in the group hug, the pain I was feeling for the family was
too much.   I felt another hand touch my other shoulder from behind me.
I looked to see who it was and said, "Its youuuuuuu!!!"

It felt like all the air rushed out of me.......

I felt a warm cloth over my face.  I was lying on a bed in a room that
had a bit of chill to it.  Someone else was here also; I could hear
movement.

When I opened my eyes the cloth was obstructing my view.  I could see
the bright lights in the ceiling through the cloth.

A shadow came into view and wiped my forehead, then removed the cloth.
I was squinting from the light and was dizzy.  I did notice she was a
nurse.  She said "Marcus, you visit us too often.  Do you remember
anything that happened today?"

My mind was still a swirl of visions and I just heard myself say,  "I
was in an accident!!!???   How could I have gone?  It's all my fault!"

The nurse said, "That must of been one heck of bump I got from passing
out in the chapel.  Your accident was 4 years ago."

"OOOOOWWWWWW the pain in my side is awful...  OOOOWWWWW" I moaned in
agony.

I heard a door open.  The nurse looked over at the figure in the
doorway and said "He thinks its 4 years ago, when he had his accident.
How could he feel the same pain in his side?"

I felt a sting in my temple and my side felt like it was going to
explode as the lights blinked out and I heard his voice fading away...
"Thank you N u r s  e...    Hhhhh  e' s   I n    g o o d   h a n d s
wi...."

****
(4 years earlier)

This has been a very trying day for me.   What was suppose to be just a
2-hr flight from Tampa to Nashville has turned into a 12-hour event.
Delays and cancellations of flights were beginning to strain my nerves.

My cell phone was pretty much useless.   These severe spring storms
kept it in no roaming or no service mode most of the time, much like
everything else on this day.  Even trying to find a connection via my
laptop is frustrating.  I figure Ill just just play poker and spyder on
my laptop while waiting around.  Luckily, I downloaded my favorite new
songs to my Ipod before I left town. Now I'm stuck in Knoxville.

As I was the first to board this last flight, I was greeted by a very
handsome dark haired flight attendant named Ryan. He looked to be a
couple years older than I, probably 21 or 22.  I'm about 5'9" and he
appeared to be about an inch shorter than me.   But he looked damn good
in his uniform, the way it clung to his fit well tanned body.  He was
very attentive helping me get to my seat.

As I sat down he said, "You have the most intense puppy dog blue eyes I
have ever seen."

"Thank you, I seem to get that a lot.  I think they look normal
though." I said with a sly grin and added, "You have a great tan for
this time of year."

"I get around a lot!!" he winked back at me.  He asked, "Would you like
a snack while the plane gets boarded?"

"I'm dying for some Reese's Pieces if you have them."

"Will M&M Peanut Butter do?"

"Most excellent!!" I said.   He reached in a box next to the doorway
and handed me two packs.

"Ill be back shortly to check on you while I get my other duties done."

"OK thanks!!" I said with a big smile while I was able to watch him
walk up the aisle.

A young couple sat across from me and we began to chat some.  I found
out they just got married and were having a miserable time getting
around just like me.

I kept nervously checking my watch as all the passengers finally
boarded. I kept thinking to myself, "Come on, come on, lets go!!"

The couple noticed me getting restless and said to take a couple deep
breaths and relax.

I was gazing out the window noticing the storm that apparently never
lets up as we taxied out to the runway and stopped.  I could hear the
engines starting to rev up and then a pop and the plane made a sudden
jolt and everything went quite.

The captain then made an announcement that it should be a few minutes
for them to get the plane back to normal and we should just relax in
the meantime.

A few moments latter Ryan came back to where I was sitting and sat next
to me.  I said, "I thought we were getting on our way again in a few
minutes."

He whispered in my ear, "I don't think so, I have seen this too often
and it's usually a long delay or the flight gets cancelled."

"Oh crap, no way..., this can't be happening now."

"Way...  Why the long face?  Don't you want to talk to me more?"

"Oh, I am enjoying your company, trust me.   It's just that I have this
big interview for an internship first thing in the morning.  I can't
miss it, because the spring semester ends in 2 weeks.  I'm cutting it
close as is.  If I don't get it, I will have to be back in class in the
fall."

"You seem rather excited about it."

"I am!! It will the first time I get live away from home on my own.  I
never lived in another state or town before."

"So how long will you get to stay if you get this internship?"

"Six months!!"  I said rather eagerly.

"Well, seems you are anxious to break away from your parents."

"I'm 19 and lived in Florida all my life.  I want to learn to stand on
my own two feet.  I love my parents with all my heart but, they are a
bit overprotective and constraining much of the time."

"So how did you get them to "allow" you out of the house?  Are you on
some athletic team?  You are built for it." He said winking at me and
his eyes checking me out.

"Thanks, I played soccer and tennis most of my schools years and it
seems my parents must of passed on good genes.  But I'm going for an
engineering internship.   I just explained to my parents logically and
how it would only enhance my future job opportunities and would
increase my salary latter on.  They enjoy hearing that kinda of stuff
instead of how I just want to live on my own and learn to be me instead
of their shadow."

Ryan had a huge grin on his face and asked, "And who do you want to
be?"

"I'm sure you can understand that one." As I squeezed his hand and he
squeezed back.

Ryan and I kept chatting and I glanced at my watch again. I didn't
realize two hours had passed when the captain announced the flight was
cancelled due to a maintenance problem.  I looked at Ryan and said,
sounding a little angry, "It was just a half hour flight to Nashville.
Can't they fix the dam thing there? Now how am I going to get there
this late and everything is closed?"

"Take a deep breath; I can help you with that.  I know this airport
fairly well.  The captain will come on in a few seconds and say
something like, "We will get you to your destination in the morning,
please see the ticket agent as you exit the plane."   Sure enough, less
than 10 seconds latter that's what the captain announced.

On the tram back to the terminal, the young couple asked Ryan and I,
"How long have you two known each other?"

We glanced at each other grinning and Ryan said, "Oh I think about 2 -
2 1/2 hours."

They both looked stunned and said, "Well the way you have been chatting
away it seemed like since you were kids.  As soon as he came and sat
next you, you calmed down and stopped fidgeting.  It seems you may have
a start to a great relationship"

"Thanks!!" We both said

We got back to the terminal and Ryan left me in the waiting area to
take care of his promise. He said he would be right back.

I made my way over to the vending area and was surprised to find they
had Powerade Option in the drinks machine and plenty of Reeses Pieces
in the candy machine.

A few moments latter, Ryan came back with good news about being able to
get a rental for me. He said, "We have about 20 minutes till its ready,
would you care to walk with me, there's something I want to show you?"

I said, "Sure!!"

We entered a stairway and walked up a flight of stairs.  He didn't turn
on the lights, since the runway lights illuminated the room just
enough.  It looked like a small lounge for a businessman needing to get
away from the main terminal.

Ryan turned to me and said, "I've been wanting to kiss you the moment
you stepped on the plane, your fucking adorable, very easy on the
eyes!!"

I jumped at the chance to explore my sexuality and my attraction to
Ryan  I replied, "I wanted to do the same!!"

He approached me and unbuttoned my shirt.  His hands were warm while he
felt my pecs and stomach.  He said "DAMN, just the way I like them.
Smooth and taut.  I can't wait to see what is behind these jeans!!"

I smiled and said "Slow down just a notch! It's now my turn, you just
enjoy as my way of saying thanks for your help."

I gave Ryan a long tight close hug, all the while slowly sliding my
hands down Ryan's firm back, buns and thighs.  I slowly made my way
from nibbling on Ryan's ear to his lips, and gradually slid my tongue
in to meet Ryan's.  I was enjoying this very much and could tell Ryan
was too, because I could feel Ryan's excitement pressing against my
leg.  Ryan seemed to melt over this attention.  Ryan again mentioned
how my eyes were so puppy dog loving, with those dark (but not too
long) eyelashes.  As much as I was enjoying Ryan's company, not to
mention getting to feel just about every part of him through his
clothes, I knew I had to get on my way.

I then told Ryan we would have to continue this on my way back.  Ryan
said "I'm looking forward to it, if that was the preview, I can't wait
for show!!  I'm on a 2-day layover.  So we could meet up again when I
get back"  I told him he could join me and they could continue their
conversation from the plane and enjoy some other fun on the way.  Ryan
said we would love to, but had to stay for a training session.

"Damn it!" I thought, "I was looking forward to giving this guy some
well-deserved attention."  At least, we did have a chance to swap cell
numbers.

Ryan walked me out of the lounge and to the rental car, where we kissed
passionately.  I finally had to say, "As much I am enjoying you. I
really have to get going. I will be back later tomorrow and we can meet
then."

"I'm counting on it, good luck with the interview!!"

***

I still had a 2 hour drive and the weather was not letting up.
Imagine one of those nights when its pitch black and blowing rain from
every direction, and its feels your just traveling at 20 mph when your
actually going 60.

I tried to keep my eye on that white line on the side of the highway to
keep me from plunging into something, but the short make-out session
with Ryan kept replaying in my thoughts.  I had a hard on that wouldn't
quit.

"In Florida, it's just usually a half hour squall and its over.
Doesn't it ever stop here?" I kept thinking.

It was going to be 2 am by the time I got to my hotel, and my interview
started at 9 am.  By now, my patience was at an all time low. Another
setback and I would just explode (mentally that is -- I haven't
exploded the other way in the last day).  I'm usually very patient,
when I want to be.

The interstate to Nashville was not very busy this late in the evening
except for the occasional truck driver.  Then about 1/2 hr into my
drive, I came to where the interstate appeared to be shut down and it
looked like I was going to be forced to take a detour.

I pulled up to the officer's car parked in the middle road with all
kinds of flairs and lights to warn motorist of the impending problem
and asked what was going on.  He said a rock slide occurred and traffic
was detoured.  The signs had been posted, and it should be easy to get
back on the interstate in about another 1/2 hr, thru Cookeville.

He suggested stopping at the diner just off the exit to wait it out.
According to the weather reports the weather was not letting up and
warmed me taking the back roads isn't a good idea during these storms
and this late at night could make for dangerous traveling.  I almost
took his suggestion, at least thought about it, but I told myself, "I
can do this. I'm young and an excellent driver, and can't be late for
my interview"

Apparently I missed my detour turn when I was fidgeting around with my
belt buckle trying to relieve my persistent hard-on, so I just went
ahead and unzipped my pants to let it out to have some room.  I thought
I was heading on the right road back to the highway, but in the poor
conditions I drove another 6 miles thru winding roads before I realized
I had gone too far.

Just as I was about to turn around, lightening struck a tree and it was
falling in my path.  I took evasive action to try to miss it, and I
thought I had when it struck the back of the car and spun me around.
The last thing I remember is that slow-motion feeling, heading over the
embankment and flipping over several times.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHHH FFFFFuuuudddgggeeee!!

***
I felt a jolt, and a stinging sensation on my face.  I opened my eyes
and I saw I was upside down.  I heard the rush of water and wind in
this darkness.  I could hear someone yelling. "HEY MISTER! ARE YOU OK?
CAN YOU HEAR ME?  WE NEED TO GET YOU OUT OF THIS CAR FAST!"

I glanced around and saw a light in my face through the remains of the
car window and felt a hand tugging at me.  My head was throbbing but I
was able to groggly mutter, "Yeah I'm here!"  (Hey, you try to respond
sensibly when you just were tossed around like a rag doll!)

The stranger said, "CLOSE your eyes again while I get the rest of the
window out.  The door won't open."   I heard the remaining glass being
broken and being blow around me, stinging my face again.

He yelled at me again, "OPEN YOUR EYES AND GET YOUR SEATBEAT UNBUCKLED!
I CAN'T REACH THE BUCKLE!"  I tried to get it but my hand wasn't
responding like it is supposed to.  He must have noticed that, and took
out a rather large knife and cut the belt.  He warned me, "HANG ON."

I felt myself slip down slowly into what felt like ice water.  He
grabbed me by the collar and started pulling hard and yelling at me, "I
HOPE YOU TAKE NEWS WELL.  You're injured and you don't have much room
to move. It's one hell of storm out here and we've got a little climb
to make, SO MOVE FASTER!"

I said, "THAT'S NEWS, WELL I CANT WAIT FOR THE UPDATE"

As I realized I must of been in a creek and my ass was freezing.  My
senses quickly told me to move, and with his pulling and my quick
movement, he had me out of the car quickly.

Unfortunately, my shirt got torn from me from a few of the remaining
shards of glass from the car and I could feel the sting of cuts from my
shoulder to my waist.
We struggled hard up the embankment.  A couple of times we lost our
footing and slid back a couple inches, since he could only pull me by
my jeans and most of the time he had to hold me in a bear hug.
Otherwise I would have just slipped from him, I was so slippery.  And
my shoes had no gripping power whatsoever.

It felt like it took forever to get to the top, through the pelting
rain, flashes of lighting and howling wind (so strong it seemed like a
freakin' hurricane) and the slippery mud and rocky terrain.

Finally he stopped.  I was able to get a grip in the sandy ground and
stop slipping.  He pulled me up closer to the road, near his truck
lights, until I collapsed on top of him in his bear hug.

Our faces were just an inch apart, and we were both breathing hard and
our chest heaving.  I couldn't make out any detail of him except for
his dark blue eyes, he was so caked with mud, but I could tell from his
voice he was young.

He asked,.. "ARE YOU OK?"  (Now let's see... I was nearly naked, soaked
and dirty, could hardly breathe, in pain from stinging in my arms and
legs, and had a throbbing headache and blurred vision.)

I glanced at the young man's mud-caked face and what appeared to be a
muddy yellow jumpsuit.

I rolled my eyes and muttered near his ear, "Noooo, I was just in a
wreck."

He carefully rolled me over off him and swung his light down to the
car.  It was upside down in a creek that was rising fast, nearly half
covered.

He said.  "IF I had stayed in the car another two minutes, I would have
drowned."

I looked at it and said "YEA that would be bad and I'm sure the rental
car company isn't going to be happy either since you broke the
windows."

I heard him say, "WHAT???"

The throbbing in my head overcame me and everything went black.....

****


Chapter 2 COMING SOON

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I want to thank Jon for all his time and help in editing this story.
Thanks
Jon