My Gay Cabin Fever

The Darkness of the Cupboard

(Mini time jump)
Even though it was only recently winter, the temperature had risen, giving the warm atmosphere of late spring, with the pool now ready for use and fully bloomed flowers all over the garden. I had been at the cabin for around a week now, each day more exciting and sexual than the last. Looking out of the back windows, the presence of Dylan, naked, was hard to miss. We hadn't spoken since the day when he found me and Tom experimenting, despite the fun we had afterwards. Sweat beads formed on his abs, joining at the crevices between his muscles. His cock, soft but still bigger than average, was placed flat on his stomach enjoying the tanning rays of sunlight. He was obviously playing hard to get, wanting to make me lust for his beast once again. It was unbelievably tough but I managed to last without it.

"You looking at Dylan there?" someone said behind me in a thick Brooklyn accent. I whipped my head around. It was Chris. He smirked as I struggled to explain.
"I, uh - "
His smirk grew into a full smile followed by a little laugh.
I forced out a guilty chuckle and rushed into my room which was currently empty. I hid my red face with my hand until I heard Chris make his way downstairs. That meant everyone knew. Everyone except for Gabriel. Unless of course...

Tom was out on a bike ride meaning I was free of any distractions. I opened a book, and read until it got dark. I began to reach the reveal in the book. The moment where the protagonist, Ellie, was about to discover the identity of her admirer.

Ellie pushed open the door and ventured into the darkness of the cupboard. The unknown figure presented himself, revealed in the mystery of love and shadows.

Bracing myself, I looked over at the window in my room that faced the vast forest of trees, currently imperceptible from the lack of light. I took a breath and resumed.

Jason? She said feeling the arm of the man. "Hey" said the voice, calm as a wave, as deep as the ocean. But wasn't Jason's voice that emerged from the dark. It was -

All became black.

The darkness from outside enveloped the cabin in a shadow, removing traces of light. "Power cut!" Shouted a voice from downstairs. The admirer was to remain a secret for now. I pushed open the door and felt my way down the stairs. Everyone had gathered in the living room, even Tom who had just arrived from his ride, sweaty and hot. I looked over at Chris who had positioned himself on the chair so his bulge cast a shadow onto the ceiling above the single battery powered lamp on the coffee table. The shadow loomed over me and I felt a tent start to form in my nylon shorts.

"We need to find torches, or lamps, or anything that provides light," said Gabriel taking charge and fulfilling his role. "I'm pretty sure I've got some lying around, so everyone have a look".

I made my way upstairs using my phone as a flashlight. Checking in my room, I was left fruitless, so I decided to check the storage cupboard at opposite end of the landing. I pushed open the door and ventured into the darkness of the cupboard. Taking another step, I walked into a dark figure, obscured by the absence of light. My hand stroked the bulge of the man who stood anonymously in front of me. I felt a thick cock, one big enough to be hard but seemingly not.

"Dylan?" I asked
No reply
"I know you're still mad and I'm sorry," I said with a deep sincerity, "I shouldn't have gone down on Tom without finishing the amazing sex we had earlier that day."
Still no reply.
An idea sprung to my head.
I pushed my hands onto the beast that lay before me. Holding my hands on his massive bulge, I shuffled down his bottoms, and felt the coolness of his hands and my back. I kissed alongside the seam of the briefs Dylan was wearing - the point where the fabric met the skin, and inhaled deeply. The scent was different: new but familiar. I muffled a little moan and then moved out for a breath of air.
Dylan spoke out in a thick accent, "Why'd you stop?"

It wasn't Dylan.

It was -