An Interesting Year
Copyright© 2025 by GMet
Chapter 1
Action/Adventure Sex Story: Chapter 1 - Dylan Forester breaks up a home invasion in England while visiting his old college roommate and things take off from there. His life is never the same and never dull from then on, whether he's back in New York or elsewhere as events take him places and to new jobs he never imagined. Come along and enjoy what our man gets up to.
Caution: This Action/Adventure Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Fa/Fa Consensual Romantic Polygamy/Polyamory
I was drying off one of the guest bedroom suites upstairs in the family mansion of my ex-college roommate Brian, located outside London England, when all hell broke loose downstairs. It was just before seven in the evening and I had just arrived twenty minutes ago and was sent upstairs to clean up before the formal dinner. There were what sounded like gunshots, screams and shouts so I quickly got dressed in jeans, a tee shirt and runners before cautiously opening the door, with an iron fire poker in my hands.
Two men were walking by with Brian’s mother and sister Cynthia and luckily missed the door opening. They were both in black combat gear with automatic rifles slug over their shoulders while they held a woman’s arm in one hand. They continued down the hall until they got to the women’s bedrooms, somehow knowing which one’s were theirs, and then pushed them inside.
“Get undressed and then get into your sexiest lingerie,” I heard one of them order the mother.
“No!” she protested before I heard a slap and then a shriek.
“Do what I say or it will get worse,” the man threatened.
I heard another shriek from Cynthia’s bedroom farther down the hall while her mother was quietly crying in her room.
I slipped out of the room and crept down the hallway. I chanced a quick look and found the man watching as their mother was pulling off her dress to show her underwear. The man was facing far enough away from me that I rushed in and cracked him over the head, catching him as he crumpled towards the floor. I dragged him to the bathroom and quickly stripped him of his weapons and his clothes and changed into them. Their mother helped tie him up with zip ties he was so nice to be carrying for that purpose.
I admired her body while checking out the magazines on the weapons, both the rifle and the handgun.
“Like what you see?” she asked, a lot less sarcastic than I thought she would have been.
“Very much so,” I replied with a grin. “Call it a reward for my rescuing the damsel in distress. Lock the door behind me while I see what I can do for the others. You might want to see if you can call in some reinforcements. I’ll knock two short and three long when I want to be let in.”
She nodded and walked to her night stand for her phone while I slipped out of the room, shutting the door behind me.
I walked as quietly as I could with the rifle slung over my shoulder and the pistol in my hands ready to shoot. A quick peek showed Cynthia standing naked by her dresser with a drawer open while the man was standing right behind her, caressing her breast with one hand while the other was between her legs. It was easy to creep up behind him and slam the butt of the handgun into the side the head and catch him as he also crumpled.
I relieved him of his weapons, dragged him to the bathroom and tied him up with a bunch of zip ties. When I came back out, Cynthia had slipped on some jeans and a tee shirt.
“I must admit I liked the view earlier better,” I said with a grin.
“I’m sure you did,” she replied, dryly. “Did you rescue mom?”
“Yep, let’s go inform her what’s up and you and your mom can hide together, maybe somewhere a bit more out of the way,” I told her as I peeked out the door.
I got her to her mom’s room and knocked with the code and the two of them hugged for a minute before we determined that they would be safer in the basement in one of the out of the way rooms. I got my phone from my room and exchanged numbers before they went down to the other end of the hallway and took the servant’s stairs out of my view.
I crept down the hallway and peeked down the main stairs. Two more men were in the foyer watching the front door and the two hallways leading off of it. I stepped back and readied the rifles, turning off the safeties and ensuring there was a round ready to go. I heard crying from the dining room off the side of the foyer so I didn’t have much time to be subtle.
It looked like there was a silencer of some type at the end of one of the rifles, so I decided to use that. I lay down and crawled up to the railings and slowly aimed the rifle between two large spindles. I aimed at one and then the other to see what I had to do to take them both out quickly. It looked like it might work so I took a chance and aimed for the guy close to the room and shot him in the head before swinging the rifle towards the other guy who had just turned towards his partner. Another squeeze and he was down with a hole in the head.
I crept down the stairs, holding the gun ready to shoot and grabbed the guns and ammo from the two downed guys, pulling them around the corner. I slowly peeked into the dining room and saw two more men with guns on their shoulders while two guys were behind my friend’s sister in laws. His father and two brothers along with him were tied up in high back chairs and had rags in their mouths to keep them quiet.
I noticed the two guys occupied with the wives had their rifles leaning against the walls behind them so I backed away, changed my magazine in the rifle and then slowly leaned in and shot the two unoccupied guys men in the head. I moved on to the next and shot the guy who noticed the other two first and then shot the last guy in the back as he went for his rifle.
I quickly untied my friend and then had him untie his brothers and father while I stood guard at the door. The three brothers took a rifle and we moved out to check the rest of the house as the servants were not around after telling their father where his wife and daughter were. We found the servants being held in the kitchen with only one guard so I shot him before he could turn around.
“Anyone else around?” I asked the staff.
“No, they rest went up front,” a man said. “Not sure if there are any outside.”
“We need to check but let me take point as I’m dressed like them,” I suggested. “Hopefully your mom called the police and they’re almost here.”
I sent the brothers back to the front with the servants while Brian led me to a door that was almost hidden from outside, especially when the light was out in the room it opened up into. I slipped out and Brian came with me, both crouching down after shutting the door behind us.
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