DeAngelo

DeAngelo

“It…. It was an intense few days”, I said.

I looked at the man sitting across the desk. His wide shoulders distracted me. Over his blue polo he wore a loose red vest that said ‘American Red Cross’ and ‘Disaster Relief’. His brown eyes looked at me intently.

I felt like I could breathe again. I realized I had been in survival mode. I felt tension in my entire body that was only gradually disappearing.

“You said your name was Charley?”
I looked up.
“Yeah.”
“Last name?”
“Robinson.”
“Are you still looking for any relatives?”
“N-no.  I don’t have any relatives around here.”
“And your… girlfriend?”
I noticed he took a quick glance at my hands.
“No, she’s…”

I flashed back to two days ago. Hurricane Eve had mostly been a news item. I had made sure to stock up on canned food and water. The wind had definitely picked up, I could hear it against the windows and sometimes howling as it passed my second floor apartment. But my power was still on. I was on the internet when it happened even.

I’d gotten up when I heard a crash outside, followed by a second. Through my window I saw that a heavy branch had been blown off a tree and landed on the windshield of what must have been a driving car. The car had ended up against a traffic sign.

From the corner of my eye, I had noticed part of the aluminum awning over the Japanese restaurant had partially come loose. Eve had definitely arrived in Waveland, Mississippi. When I had looked back to the car, I noticed nobody stepped out. I had bitten my lip as I knew I had to act.

It took quite some effort to open the front door of my apartment building. The wind was so strong. As I had made my way towards the car, I’d realized it was possible that the driver had stayed in the car for safety reasons. But I had come this far, I had to check if they were OK.

When I had finally made it, I could tell through the window I had made the right call. The tree branch had obliterated the windshield and was lying on the dashboard. A woman in her 40s had slumped forward in her seat. Once I had opened the door, I saw she had a head wound.

I remembered the struggle of keeping my footing as I shook her shoulder. She responded.
“Oh thank God”, I’d muttered.
The woman had quickly realized what was happening.
“Let’s get you inside”, I’d shouted over the howling wind.
She had been OK to walk as we were blown right to my apartment building.

I had felt relief when I got her inside and up to my apartment. It had been the start of two days of being trapped inside together.

DeAngelo

“Charley?”
“No, her name is Hanna. Hanna Goodwin. She was in a car accident right outside of my building when the hurricane was just starting to hit. We’re not together.”
“Do you know if she is looking for relatives?”
“Yes. Yes, she is. She was looking for them. Her husband Manuel and their daughter… Diana.”
The man was writing this down as I realized I had forgotten his name. He was very attractive.

Hanna and I had definitely gotten to know each other well. When the power went out we entertained ourselves by telling the other person about our families, jobs, background. Of course this was before the tree fell.

Hanna had been taken into a doctor’s office immediately when we got here. I knew she was going to make it. We had been so lucky.

“Will?”
A man with short, wavy, light brown hair walked past. He was attractive as well, though he looked stressed when he was addressed.
“Yeah?”
“How’s the bed situation?”, the guy at the desk asked.
“The same.”
Will seemed in a rush to continue his work.
“Could we put these last two people that came in in May’s bed?”
Will shrugged.
“Yeah. Sure.”

Will walked off in a hurry. The man at the desk turned back to face me.
“Would you be OK if Hanna and you slept in a bunk bed with the volunteers tonight? It’s all I have to offer right now.”
“Yeah. Sure. That’s fine.”
“OK, follow me.”

DeAngelo

The man got up and I couldn’t help but observe his muscular body. His clothes did a bad job of hiding his deliciousness and my mind did a great job of imagining what he looked like without them.
“I-I’m sorry, I forgot your name”, I said.
He smiled. I melted. He pointed at a sticker on his chest that said his name in big red letters.
“DeAngelo.”

I watched DeAngelo’s ass as he walked in front of me. His glutes strained his pants with every step he took. He pointed in a few directions and I tried to memorize all he said. Before I knew it, he walked away.

It was hard to tell I was in a stadium outside Jackson. It was like a small town had been erected. I finally found food. I was so thankful to the volunteers who gave me soup and bread. I walked around some more once I finished. Beds as far as the eye could see. I gasped when I found a station to charge my phone.

My hands shook as I found a compatible charger and plugged it into my phone. I got emotional when my phone lit up and I was able to call my mother.
“Honey?”, she answered.
“Mom!”
“I am so happy to hear your voice”, she said as her own broke. “Are you OK?”
“Yes! Yes I am.”
I noticed people looking my way as I started to cry.
“My apartment is destroyed. But I’m… I’m OK.”

I can still picture that moment so well. I was in the kitchen looking at how much food we had left.
“We can have a granola bar and a peanut butter sandwich for lunch”, I’d said.
The rain was being catapulted against the window hard. We’d seen the awning get torn off the restaurant across the street earlier that morning.
“That sounds good actually”, Hanna had said.

I hadn’t even finished turning away from her, facing back to the kitchen cabinet, when the crashing sound chilled me to the bone. I immediately knew something was very bad. Instinctively I had crouched down and covered my head. But I felt nothing.

I remembered feeling a chill. Like the window was open and the cold wind blew into the apartment. When I had finally dared to look to my right, there was a tree. In my living room. The window and part of the wall were gone. I couldn’t see Hanna.

“Hanna?!”
“Y-Yeah.”
“Are you OK?”
“I… I am bleeding.”

I had immediately made my way over to her. The tree had missed her by maybe a foot. She was bleeding from various places in her head and arm. It must have been from the glass in the window. I just know I will never forget how scared I was.

I told my Mom where I was and she said she was going to come and get me. She was going to drive through the night from Punta Gorda, Florida.
“Be careful”, I said before I hung up.

Strangers asked me if I was OK. I nodded as I wiped away tears.
“It’s all going to be fine now”, I said.

I found my way to the doctor’s office because of the makeshift signs that had been put up, even though I’m sure DeAngelo had told me exactly where the office was. I just hadn’t retained the information.

People were coming out with their leg in a cast or arm in a sling. When Hanna came out she had bandages on her face, but she still smiled when she saw me. We hugged. I took her to get food. I asked her if she had her phone.
“It’s on your coffee table”, she answered. “If that’s still there.”
She looked defeated.
“Do you know Manuel’s number by heart?”
Her smile reappeared.
“Yeah! I do!”
I took out my own phone and showed her.
“All charged!”
She cheered and clapped her hands.

I handed her the phone.
“I’ll give you some privacy”, I said as I started to walk away.
“No, please stay!”

Hanna held my hand tightly as she dialed. It rang once before going to the voicemail of Manuel Sánchez. She let go of my hand. I put my arm around her.
“They’ve probably run out of power as well. They are safe and sound at home.”
I didn’t know what else to say.

DeAngelo

I took Hanna back to the office where I had talked to DeAngelo. I wanted to see him again, sure, but I was also hoping he could help find Manuel and Diana for her. And from there I thought I could remember where that bunkbed was.

DeAngelo smiled when he saw us. He asked us if we were OK.
“I’m already doing better”, Hanna said.
“Same here”, I said.

Hanna insisted I stayed while DeAngelo asked her questions about Manuel’s full name and address. I already knew that Hanna was driving to the school when she got into the accident in front of my building. She was heading there because Manuel was picking up Diana. He had assured Hanna he would be back in time. Though when she didn’t hear from him for half an hour and the hurricane was really starting, she had to go out and look for them.

DeAngelo wrote down everything Hanna told him. He assured her he would do anything he could to track them down. Then he guided us to the volunteers’ quarters. It was six rackety bunkbeds with a bathroom area behind.

“Our volunteer May had to go back home so we have one available. I hope you’re OK sharing.”
“Sure”, Hanna said.
I agreed.

It felt so good to have a shower as I suddenly felt exhausted. For a second it was a little awkward to be so close to Hanna in this narrow bed, but I fell asleep very quickly.

I woke up, startled. In my dream I had heard the sound of the tree crashing into my apartment. I sat up and had to catch my breath. Hanna was turned away from me, sleeping soundly. It must have been the middle of the night.

DeAngelo

I let my eyes get used to the darkness as I looked around. Every bed I could see was filled with a sleeping stranger. I recognized Will sleeping in one of the beds. Suddenly I locked eyes with DeAngelo. He was the only other one awake. We were in bottom bunks across from each other.

“You OK?”, he whispered.
I nodded.

DeAngelo got up and walked over to me. He wore nothing but briefs. Even though it was dark, I could make out the muscular pecs and abs of his brown body. I licked my lips. He crouched next to the bed.
“Slow down your breathing”, he whispered.
He put his hand on my chest. I hadn’t realized I was still breathing fast, but this wasn’t helping.

“Nightmare?”, he whispered.
I nodded. An erection started to grow in my boxerbriefs. I looked at him, he looked at my chest. Until finally his gaze met mine. His smile made my cock bounce involuntarily.

“Come”, DeAngelo whispered as he took my hand.
I quickly readjusted my cock in my underwear and got out. I assumed he wanted to take me for a walk, but in fact he took me to his bed.

DeAngelo

We were lying close together.
“Breathe with me”, he said softly.
Our arms and shoulders touched as we looked at each other. I was breathing slowly, in his pace. I was starting to relax, but I also got more aroused.

“Good”, he said, “keep going.”
He turned his head to look upward. I followed his lead. I closed my eyes. Feelings of fatigue returned and I must have fallen asleep.

When I woke up again, DeAngelo slept so close to me, I didn’t dare move. I had an erection, again, or still. His head was on my shoulder, his hand on my chest. I looked around. Hanna was still asleep. Almost everyone was. But then I saw Will coming down his top bunk, landing on the floor. He didn’t look my way at all and walked to the bathroom.

This woke up DeAngelo.
“Oh, hey”, he said, our faces close together. “Good morning.”
“Good morning”, I smiled awkwardly.
“I gotta get going. You stay here and rest”, he said as he winked at me.

DeAngelo

He climbed over me and I could swear I felt his boner touch mine. The front of his briefs was most definitely pushed forward as he stood. He crouched down to face me. I felt like I had been caught looking.
“It was great sleeping with you”, he said as he got a fresh pair of briefs from his bag by the bed.
I bit my lip. DeAngelo got up and walked away. I knew I had the biggest smile on my face.

It took me one second to act. I got up out of bed as well and followed DeAngelo to the bathroom. He noticed me once he took his towel off the rack by the sinks. There was no-one else around, though I heard one of the showers going.

He walked into one of the stalls and continued to look at me. I knew what he wanted and followed him in. Once I got in, his underwear was already by his ankles. His beautiful black dick was fully erect.

I quickly closed the door behind me and jerked him off.
“You’re beautiful”, I whispered.
He smiled and rubbed the front of my boxerbriefs. With his other hand, he caressed my face. It didn’t take long or I felt the magnetic pull of his lips. Kissing him felt so very good. A drop of precum was released from the head of my cock.

DeAngelo pulled down my underwear as my cock sprung free. Once he saw it, he immediately dropped to his knees and eagerly started sucking.
“Hmmm…”, I uttered, though DeAngelo reminded me to stay quiet.
He did such a good job that it was very hard not to moan.

DeAngelo

Soon I was so hard and so aroused, it became hard to stand. I held on the walls of the stall. After a while DeAngelo got up, started the shower and waited for the water to get warm. I saw his beautiful round ass and had to squeeze it. He looked back at me and smiled.

Once the water was warm, he stood under it, making his gorgeous body wet and shiny. Without having touched it, his own cock had remained rock hard. I saw him reaching back to loosen and wet his hole. I licked my lips.

‘Fuck me’, he mouthed.
It was the single hottest thing I had experienced. This built, gorgeous man asking to get fucked while someone else was showering a few stalls over. I walked over to kiss him and held his body close.

“My shift starts in ten minutes”, DeAngelo whispered as quietly as he could, his mouth right by my ear.
I nodded. This had to be quick. He was doing important work.

He turned around and bent over. I put some more warm water on his hole and on my dick. I took it slow, but was surprised with how welcoming DeAngelo’s hole was. I had to be so very careful not to moan as he enveloped my cock so perfectly.

DeAngelo

I wanted to go faster, but I worried about my hips slapping against his ass. So I continued to go slow. Slow and deep. I felt DeAngelo’s knees buckle a few times. He was enjoying this. At some point he stood up straight, making the seal around my cock tighter. He reached for the back of my neck, turned his head and kissed me. I continued to fuck him slow until suddenly DeAngelo’s cum flew everywhere with only a few short gasps into my mouth.

“Fuck”, he whispered.
I carefully took my cock out and DeAngelo immediately turned around and kneeled to get me to my orgasm as well. It didn’t take long. He eagerly gobbled up most of my load.

Quickly we cleaned ourselves up. DeAngelo left the stall first and saw there was no-one by the sinks, so I could leave the stall as well. He went to brush his teeth as I walked back to the beds. Hanna was still asleep.

A few hours later, around 9.00 AM, Hanna wakes up. I have been relaxing on DeAngelo’s bed, maybe falling back asleep a few times as well. I finally feel calm and looking forward to see my Mom.
“I slept like a log”, she said.
“Good”, I replied. “I was exhausted as well.”

We agreed to get ready to get some breakfast when DeAngelo walked in.
“Hanna”, he started.
“Yeah?”
“Manuel and Diana are safe in the school. We’re picking them up this morning.”

I saw Hanna’s expression change. She was happy but overcome with emotion as well. She hugged DeAngelo so tight and sobbed into his shoulder.
“Thank you”, she said through her tears.
She then hugged me.
“They’re fine. You’re going to see them soon”, I said as I stroked her back.
I looked at DeAngelo and smiled.

My phone buzzed. It was my mother.
“I’m here.”

THE END