Field of Blooms: The Beginning Ch. 05

He put on as many layers as he could and braced himself for the weather. It took some work to get the storm door open enough for him to squeeze out, but being on the swim team he had kept his physique slender so he was finally able too. Once outside, he cleared the snow away from the door so he could get back in. The wind whipped at his face and the frigid air stung as he trudged through the mounds of snow. The world looked strange and different, with white being all that he could see.

He looked towards his car and it was nothing more than a massive mound of wintry powder. The biting cold was already making its way through his winter wear as he carefully made his way over to the gate. Looking at it he knew there was no way of getting it opened, so he climbed over it and landed on the other side. The snow was a lot deeper on that side, coming all the way up to the crotch of his pants. By the time he made it to the back of the shed, he was sweating heavily. Fighting the wind and the heavy snow he was able to pull back a corner of the tarp just enough to grasp onto some logs. Grabbing five he made his way back to the gate and tossed them over. He knew that wasn't going to be enough so he made a few more trips until he had a good amount of wood.

Just as he was about to climb over the gate, he saw what looked like someone walking up the driveway. He stopped and rubbed his eyes wondering if it was his mind playing tricks on him, but it wasn't. There was definitely someone there, approaching him quickly. His heart began to race wondering who would be out in this mess. Figuring whoever it was had to be up to no good. He turned back to the gate and was about to climb over when the individual shouted at him.

"Montgomery! Don't act like you don't see me!"

Austin turned his head and looked at the person. To his surprise it was Tyler. He wondered why he was out in such a bad storm and at his house.

"What are you doing out here?" He asked never taking his hand off the gate incase he needed to jump over.

"Out enjoying this beautiful day." Tyler said sarcastically. "My fucking snowmobile broke down and I've been walking for hours."

"Did you call for help?" Austin questioned as Tyler got closer.

"Who the fuck is going to come out and help? We are in a state of emergency! No one can even get here."

Austin stood in silence not sure what to do.

"Are you going to invite me inside or just leave me out here to fucking die?!"

"I don't know, my parents aren't home and I don't know if they would be okay with it, after the attack and all." He immediately regretted announcing he was alone.

"Wow, how fucking nice is that?!" Tyler yelled.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Austin though skeptical, knew he couldn't turn someone away in need even if it was Tyler, an odd unease had come over him as if warning, don't...

Reluctantly, he offered Tyler shelter, "Okay, you can come in. You're going to have to help with these logs though if you expect it to stay warm inside."

The two of them hopped the gate, picked up the wood and carried it inside.

"There's no power so the only room with heat is the living room. Once you take off your wet clothes you can come in and warm up." Austin instructed.

"Aren't you demanding." Tyler said sarcastically as he kicked off his boots.

"You want to stay in the wet clothes and get pneumonia? If not take them off and bring them to the front room to dry." Austin turned and walked away. He might have sounded confident but he was terrified on the inside.

He threw a few fresh logs on the fire while he waited for Tyler to come in the room. Never in his life did he ever think that Tyler Stetser would be in his house, and now here he was. He still thought it was odd that anyone would be out snowmobiling during such a bad storm.

"Where do you want my clothes?" Tyler asked as he stood in only his boxer briefs.

Austin's eyes locked on to his perfectly sculpted legs before traveling up to his full package, but he quickly pulled himself back to reality.

"Just put them over here then get under the blankets." Austin pointed towards the couch. "I'm going to go upstairs and grab some more."

Austin returned with extra thick blankets and even some of his sweat pants which he offered to Tyler. Then, he picked up the clothes and started to place them out in front of the fire, but he noticed that they weren't as soaked as they should have been for, someone who had been snowmobiling or; especially, walking for hours. Now that uneasy feeling was starting to come on again but this time in full force.

"There isn't much to eat but I could make a few sandwiches?" Austin offered as he stood up.

"If that's all you have." Tyler rolled his eyes. "Don't you have any chips to go with that?"

"Sure. Okay, give me a bit and I'll be right back."

A few minutes later Austin came back in the room holding two plates with ham and cheese sandwiches, a couple bags of chips, and placed a silver pot on the wood stove. After handing Tyler his own plate, he took a seat by the fireplace.

"I put some hot chocolate on the stove, it should be warm by the time we're done eating." Austin offered.

"Hot chocolate? What are we, eight years old?" Tyler laughed.

"You don't have to drink it but I thought it would help warm you up." Austin said as he took a bite of his sandwich.

"God it's cold in here. Can't you make that old thing put out more heat?" Tyler asked pointing at the stove.

"If I put more wood in it I can." Austin answered as he warmed his hands over the fire.

"Then why don't you do it?" Tyler asked clearly displeased.

Austin walked over to the antique thermometer hanging on the wall and noticed the temperature had dropped to fifty-four. He didn't want to admit that Tyler was right, but he knew it was only going to get colder. Looking at what they just brought in a little while ago, he knew that if he added more of what was on hand it wouldn't last through the night. It was going to take a lot more logs to get it warmer and make it last.

"I'd have to go and get more wood to make it last." Austin said as he walked back to the couch.

"Then, what are you waiting for? The storm isn't going to stop anytime soon."

"It would go a lot faster if I had some help. The wood is past the pool and behind the shed."

Tyler rolled his eyes, "Fine, I'll help you."

In the short amount of time they had been in the house, the storm had piled snow against the storm door again. After a few minutes of pushing they got it open just enough for them to squeeze through. Once they emerged from the house they looked around and saw nothing. It was pitch black, only the howling of the wind and stinging of the blowing snow let them know they were outside; this was not the whispers he had loved. The sharp and eerily howling wind sent shivers down Austin's spine but he knew he had to hold his emotions in check. Tyler flicked on the flashlight and the weak beam barely illuminated a foot in front of them. Austin helped Tyler over the fence, then Tyler had to pull Austin over. When he pulled him over, Tyler lost his footing and they both fell back with Austin landing on top.

"Oh my god! Get the fuck off of me!" Tyler yelled as he shoved Austin to his side.

"You act like I did that on purpose!" Austin yelled back.

It was a daunting task, to say the very least, making their way to the back of the shed in the waist deep snow. It took the both of them to peel off the tarp and access the wood. With the snow being so deep, they could only carry a couple of pieces at a time. By the sixth trip both of them were out of breath and sweating heavily.

"Fuck Montgomery, how many more trips do we have to make?!" Tyler yelled over the roar of the winds.

"A few more. We have to make sure we have enough to make it through the night! If we run out it would be a very, very bad thing."

Tyler rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Hey, you don't want to have to come out again, do you?" Austin asked with a bit more irritation than intended.

"No, I don't want to have to come back out here and freeze my balls off!" Tyler huffed. "I've got to take a few minutes to catch my breath at least!"

"We can't stop for too long hypothermia can set in quickly in these conditions." Austin said as he grabbed a few more logs.

Tyler reluctantly got up and grabbed an armful. They made three more trips before Austin decided that should be enough to last them. After tossing the last logs to the other side, he climbed over the fence then offered to help Tyler. Tyler being a stubborn jock figured he could do it himself. He was wrong. As his foot slipped, he tumbled over, losing the flashlight and landing hard on the pile of logs. When he did, a thick stick sliced right through the snow suit stabbing him in the leg. He yelled out as the stick pierced his skin.

Now that the flashlight had been lost in the deep snow, they were left in total darkness. Austin felt his way over to Tyler and tried to help him up but Tyler pushed him away and tried to stand. Pain shot through his leg and he fell back down.

"Stop being so fucking stubborn and let me help you into the house!" Austin yelled.

As much as he hated it, he let Austin help him in. They slowly made their way through the dark house until they got back to the living room. Austin lowered Tyler onto the couch and looked at where the stick had gotten him. He could see some blood coming out of the snow suit.

"You have to take this off so I can see how badly you're hurt."

"I can't even stand up!" Tyler yelled out.

"Get off as much as you can and I'll help you with the rest." Austin offered with as much patience as he could muster while he took off his gloves.

Tyler was able to get it unzipped down to his waist before he had to have Austin pull it off of him. Austin could see a decent sized cut running up all the way from inside of Tyler's thigh to past his underwear line. He leaned in for a closer look but Tyler pushed him back.

"What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to get a look at the cut."

"The fuck you are. You're trying to see my dick!"

Austin rolled his eyes, "I have no interest in seeing that thing. I just want to make sure it's not too bad of a cut. You don't want it to get infected, do you? After all, it would hurt way worse if the infection spread to your balls!"

"Ugh, okay fine." Tyler leaned back.

Austin leaned in a little tighter and could see the cut had wood debris in it. It was going to need to be cleaned out.

"Hey little man, watch those cold hands!" Tyler exclaimed.

"Oh, Sorry. It needs to be cleaned out. I'm going to go get a couple towels, washrag, tweezers, peroxide, triple antibiotic ointment and gauze." Austin got up and walked out of the room.

A few minutes later he returned with the first aid supplies.

"Jesus Christ it's starting to fucking hurt." Tyler moaned.

"Here's a towel, you're going to have to take your underwear off so the cut can be cleaned." Austin held out the towel for Tyler.

"What the fuck?! I'm not sitting here naked in front of you!" Tyler protested.

"Look, it needs to be cleaned. Wrap that towel around yourself and nothing you think is important will show." Austin responded, fighting back a laugh.

"Ugh fine! But if I catch you looking, I will beat your ass!"

Tyler wrapped the towel around himself before removing his underwear. Austin knelt down between his legs; first cleaning the wound with peroxide then, started using the tweezers to remove the splinters. Tyler hissed as each was pulled out. Austin tried his best not to let his eyes wander, but every so often he caught himself looking.

"I need you to open your legs a little more, I'm almost done." His voice cracked nervously.

Tyler didn't protest as he opened his legs wider, but when he did his cock slipped out from behind the towel. Austin waited for Tyler to put it back but he didn't.

Clearing his throat, "Are you going to fix that?" His eyes fixated on the flaccid member.

"At this point I don't fucking care. It hurts and I just want this to be over with!"

Austin's hands were shaking at this point as he tried to focus on the task at hand. As he continued to work his way up, he could feel the heat coming off of Tyler, and it was starting to take effect on him. He could feel his own member start to stir to life. He was frozen; his heart was beating in his ears as he just kept on looking. It was slightly darker than the rest of his body and was at least six inches soft. As he was looking, he noticed that Tyler's cock twitch and start to swell.

"You like looking, don't you?" Tyler said in a raspy voice.

Austin broke his gaze, "I'm sorry." Was all he could muster up.

"You know what's better than looking, touching right?"

Austin couldn't speak, his brain had short circuited. All he could do was look Tyler in the eyes.

"Go ahead and touch it, I know you want to. I know you've wanted to for awhile now." A little smirk came across his face.

Austin had lost all control of his body. As if with a mind of its own, his hand reached out and closed around the semi hard dick. Blood immediately rushed from his brain down to his now rock-hard organ. Tyler's cock quickly grew to full salute. Austin slowly started to move his hand up and down the silky-smooth shaft. Tyler was easily ten inches when fully hard, Austin couldn't take his eyes off of it.

Tyler opened his legs more, "Suck it."

Austin was powerless to stop himself. Leaning down he licked the head before taking the full length in his hot wetmouth. Tyler let out a moan as he sunk back further into the couch. Austin was intoxicated with the scent of Tyler's manhood; he hungrily took every last inch. Then to his surprise, Tyler reached down and pulled Austin's mouth off and pulled him into a fiery kiss that sent shock waves through Austin's body and his throbbing member.

"Strip, now." Tyler demanded.

"Okay." Austin whispered as he stood up and quickly started to undress.

"Don't go so fast." Tyler demanded, sitting there stroking his steel hard cock.

Austin slowed down, his eyes never leaving Tyler's. As he pulled the snow suit the rest of the way off, his own hard member sprang straight up. Before Austin could even breathe, Tyler's mouth was all over him. Kissing all around his flat stomach before making his way down to his cock; Austin couldn't help but moan as Tyler's hot mouth enclosed around him, the sensation was intoxicating.

"I want you to suck me off." Tyler demanded as he released Austin from his mouth.

Once Austin began rolling his tongue around the long shaft, flicking the tip and sucking, it didn't take long for Tyler to finish off in his mouth. But to Austin's surprise, Tyler returned the favor. Tyler laid back on the couch and had Austin kneel across him as he took him back in his mouth. Tyler stopped for a moment to lick his finger, getting it nice and wet, before he placed it at Austin's entrance. He slowly started to press his finger into Austin before he felt it break through. Austin let out at moan of pure pleasure as he felt Tyler enter him. Austin braced his hands on the back of the couch as Tyler continued working him over. Austin tried his best to hold out but the feeling was too good and before he knew what was going on he was unloading inside Tyler's mouth, who eagerly took every last drop.

They both collapsed onto the couch out of breath and covered in sweat. After a few moments their breathing returned to normal and the cold air started to creep back in. Minutes continued to pass, neither one of them spoke. Austin honestly didn't know what to think or say about what had just taken place.

Finally, Tyler broke the silence, "Do you want to finish with my leg? It's starting to throb again."

Was this his way of acting like things didn't just happen? Austin wondered to himself as he got up to put some clothes on. Austin thought things were going to get weird between them, but something even weirder happened. Just as Austin was kneeling back down to finish cleaning Tyler's leg, Tyler pulled him up into another long, deep kiss.

Austin was shocked and confused. Tyler had always treated him like shit whenever the opportunity arose. Was that old saying true, people pick on the ones they really like? His mind was starting to race as he finished cleaning and dressing Tyler's wound.

"Your leg should be okay. I would just keep an eye on it and make sure it doesn't get infected." Austin started to put the rest of the first aid supplies together to put everything away.

"I'll make sure to keep it clean."

Austin took the peroxide and everything else back to the upstairs bathroom before he went to bring the logs in that were left outside.

"You want me to help?" Tyler offered as he saw Austin carrying a large load of wood.

"No, you should try and stay off your leg for a little." Austin's voice came out cold.

Thankful not to carry any of the logs, Tyler started stacking them in a pile next to the stove. Once all the wood had been brought in, Austin took off the wet snow suit and sat down in front of the fire to warm up. Tyler walked over and placed a blanket aroundAustin's shoulders before he sat down next to him. Austin was still confused about what was taking place. Part of him wondered if this was some type of fucked up joke. He could feel that his nerves were starting to take over so, he excused himself and went into the kitchen. He rummaged around in the dark until he found his bottle of meds. Once he got back into the living room, he popped the lid off and shook out the pills.

"What's that?" Tyler questioned.

"Just meds for PTSD." Austin said popping the pills in his mouth.

"PTSD?" Tyler raised an eyebrow.

"Ever since I was attacked back in the summer I have been dealing with PTSD. So, my doctor has me on meds to try and help with it." Austin hated talking about the after effect of the assault with anyone, especially the likes of Tyler but was too tired to make anything up. With a deep sigh, he sat back down in front of the fire.

"Is it really bad?" Tyler, suddenly feeling a slight twinge of regret, placed the blanket back over Austin.

"If I'm not careful I can have a bad episode and if I stress to much that can sometimes trigger one."

"What happens with the bad ones?"

"Well, one time I ended up falling out of bed and I hit my head on the nightstand. I've blacked out for a few hours before, I even hurt Eric during one ..." Austin's voice trailed off as a sudden wave of guilt crashed over him.

"Why isn't he here with you during this shit storm?"

"We had a fight yesterday and he went back home." Austin hung his head down as the guilt worsened almost enveloping him completely. He just wanted to get off the subject but simply didn't have the strength to even think of how to guide the conversation in another direction.

"That's fucked up. Eric is a douche bag and I don't know why you even want to stay with him. I mean he obviously doesn't give a shit about you or he would have stayed."

"He's not that bad of a guy."

"Ha! He left his so-called 'boyfriend' alone in a house without power during one of the worst storms in years and you want to say he's not that bad of a guy." Tyler laughed out loud.

"He's really not!" Austin was starting to get upset.

"Let me tell you something about Eric Mason, he is a self-centered prick that only cares about himself and no one else. Trust me Austin, I know him a lot better than you do. Besides, why would you choose to be with someone who's 'not that bad' rather than treating you like a boyfriend should?"

"Look, he has done a lot for me since the attack!"

"Let me let you in on a little secret. Eric will toss you aside as soon as you no longer fit into his mold. He and I used to be best friends growing up until his family got super rich, then he started to act like he was better than everybody else. He might say that class doesn't matter to him but deep down inside it's all that does."