Adulting

Scotty’s story

I was in Wisconsin sitting at a table in an airport bar waiting for Kev and Randy. Their flight was supposed to land in about twenty minutes or so. We’re on our way home for Christmas, but my heart just wasn’t in it. I couldn’t talk Brad into coming home with me which really sucks! I was hoping he would change his mind. Kev even called him and tried to convince him, but he felt like he was butting in on family stuff. Well, at least he won’t be alone. Jordy and Marc are having a bunch of friends over and invited him. He promised to Facetime me on Christmas day. It was Christmas Eve and I was going with Randy and Kev to Randy’s mom’s house… ugh. I didn’t really want to go but they were my ride so I was kind of stuck. I texted Brad when I landed an hour before, but he still hadn’t responded he must’ve been in a meeting.

By the time I downed my Bloody Mary, Kev and Randy had walked into the bar and were moving towards my table. I got up and hugged them both so hard. “Fuck it’s cold here!” Kev said as he held me tight. God I love my brother. “You been waiting long?”

“Nah, just long enough to down a Bloody Mary” I said.

“Here. Mom and Pop wanted me to give you this” Kev said nonchalantly as he handed me an envelope with a greeting card in it. “Wait, They said I should film you when you open it, so they can see your reaction.” Kev grabbed his phone and said “Go!” then hit record.

I opened the card and read it out loud “Scotty, we couldn’t think of what to get you for Christmas. Kevin and Randy said this would make you happy.” I turned the card around and looked inside the envelope expecting to see a gift card or something, but there was nothing. Then I looked up at Kevin, he moved out of my site-line and there was Brad behind him with a giant bow on his head walking into the restaurant towards us. “BRAD??!!! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!!!” I pushed Kev out of the way so hard he almost fell over and ran to him, my heart was beating a million miles an hour, tears were flowing out of my eyes and down my face.

“Your parents called me and invited me. Then they sent me a plane ticket.” He looked at the camera and said, “Thank you so much Mr. and Mrs. Nicholls, I can’t wait to meet you both in person.”

Then Randy mugged for the camera “we told you it would make him happy!”

Kevin put the camera back on me and I said “Thanks Mom and Pop. I can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

Kev held the camera high and pointed it at all of us and said, “Say Merry Christmas” We all did and waved and then he stopped recording and sent it to my parents.

I was still holding Brad tight “I can’t believe you’re really here” I whispered in his ear.

“You happy?” He asked. I just kissed his cheek “Good. God I missed you so fucking much.”

Once the camera was off I looked over to Kev and Randy. Randy handed me another envelope and said, “Here’s our Christmas gift to you guys.” I let go of Brad and opened it, he looked over my shoulder as I did. It was a hotel reservation for tonight.

Kev said “We’ll drop you off at the hotel downtown on our way to Randy’s mom’s and pick you up in the morning, so you guys can spend some time together”

“You guys, this is too much” I said still surprised that Brad was here. FUCKING BRAD WAS HERE!!

“It was a fuck of a lot cheaper than fixing up your Subaru like we did last year” Randy said and made Kev laugh. “Merry Christmas guys.” I was standing there still kind of in shock. Less than five minutes ago I was missing Brad and feeling sorry for myself, now here I was with my arm around him. “Let’s get the rental car and we’ll drop you guys off at the hotel. You better call Mom and pop.” Kev said. Brad went with Kev and Randy to get the car while I stayed back a and called my parents. Dad answered and put me on speaker, so mom could hear.

“I can’t believe Kev told you about Brad. But thank you.” I said.

“He didn’t” Pop said, “Randy did. He called me and told me that Brad was important to you and he needed to be with family. I figured I could make you both happy with one plane ticket. No brainer. Done.” I wasn’t sure how to respond. It was just my parents doing what they do, opening their home and turning strangers into family.

After a few seconds of silence I simply said, “I love you Pop and Mom.” They said I love you back and Mom got in the last word “I can’t wait to see you tomorrow, and to meet Brad” then we hung up. I stood there for a second trying to compose myself and process what just happened in the last few minutes. I went from missing Brad to being with him… wait a minute? Why the fuck am I sitting here thinking about this? I ran, literally ran, to catch up with Brad. I found him at the rental counter and grabbed him in my arms. I just held him not giving a fuck who saw or what they thought. I. Was. With. Brad.

Kev shook the car keys “C’mon boys let’s hit the road.” We piled into the rented SUV and headed downtown. I was silent as I sat in the back seat with my head on Brad’s shoulder with and ear-to-ear smile on my face.

“Are you staying with me all week until we go to Vegas?” I asked hoping.

“No. I’m heading back to Phoenix on the 26th with Randy, we’ve got a lot to do to close out the year. But I’ll see you again in Vegas on New Year’s Eve.” He said kissing the top of my head. We drove quietly for a while after that.

Brad broke the silence “Your parents. What the fuck?” he said with a chuckle. Randy let out a huge laugh from the front seat.

“I told you” Randy said “These people are amazing. Mr. Nicholl’s is more of a father to me than my dad ever was.” Randy and my dad had bonded over the past year and were very close. When Brad told Randy about how his dad cut him off, Randy could empathize and kind of took Brad under his wing. He and Kev had Brad over for dinner a few times since Thanksgiving and Randy’s been watching out for him at work. When none of us could talk him into coming with us at Christmas, Randy called in the big guns. My Pop! When Pop heard the story he called him personally, convinced him to come and sent him a plane ticket. No one says no to Pop.

“They don’t know crap about me, but they sent me a plane ticket and invited me into their home. I just can’t get over that. What awesome people.” Brad said as he shook his head in disbelief.

“We’re so fucking lucky” Kev said from the driver’s seat. “Our parents love and support us no matter what.”

“God, the universe, the main goddess or whatever you believe in knew what they were doing when they gave them two gay kids” I said, “They handled it perfectly.”

“Yup, when I came it, it was like nothing” Kev added

“They took to me instantly and treat me like their own” Randy said, “I call them Mom and Pop. Mom Knitted me this sweater last Christmas, I live in Arizona for god’s sake!” We all laughed “But I love the hell out of it.”

“He wore it by the pool last week” Kev said laughing. We shared Mom and Pop stories while Brad just listened in awe. He had a weird look on his face, I had no clue what he was thinking. We were almost to the hotel when he finally spoke up.

“I’m sorry, but I’m just so fucking jealous” he said, “My father wishes I was dead, and my family isn’t allowed to talk to me.” I still had my head on his chest and could feel his chest heaving, he was holding it back, but Brad was starting to break down. The car got quiet as Kevin pulled up to the front door of the beautiful old hotel. We all got out of the SUV as Brad and I unloaded our stuff.

Randy walked over to Brad and hugged him. He whispered something in his ear, Brad started to cry on Randy’s shoulder, his breaths short and his chest heaving as he buried his face on Randy’s shoulder. Randy held the back of his head tight against him and kissed the top of his head tenderly holding his lips there like he was comforting a child. They stood there for a couple of minutes with Randy holding him tight until he calmed down and regained his composure. When he calmed down, Brad gave Randy a final squeeze and said “Thanks, Bro.” I realized that Randy was becoming the older brother Brad needed. Randy was his Kev.

Brad let go of Randy and came over to kiss me “Sorry, the Holidays are rough for me” He said. I just hugged him tight.

“Have fun you guys, We’ll pick you up at 9:00AM sharp right here, then off to Mom and Pop’s” Kev said then hugged me goodbye.

“Thank you for this guys. I was totally blown away. Best. Fucking. Bromo’s. EVER!” I said as I stood there holding Brad.

“Anything for my baby brother, Merry Christmas, Whoops” Kev said as he got into the SUV. Randy shot us a smile and climbed into the passenger seat… and they were gone. I was alone with Brad.

“Let’s go check-in” I said. Brad smiled at me. Damn, those fucking dimples!!! We walked into the hotel. Damn, this place was nice “Hi, reservation for Scott Nicholls” I said to the very cute desk clerk. He smiled and started tapping on his keyboard. He handed me the key and said, “You’re just staying with for tonight I see, and we have you in the Presidential suite.” He pointed us to the elevators and told us to call if we needed anything.

We rode the elevator to the top floor, found our room and opened the door. Wow, the room was beautiful. As always, Randy and Kevin went all out. “You okay?” I asked Brad as I put my bags down and walked towards him to embrace him. I just held him. I was so freaking happy.

“I’m good” He said and kissed my forehead. I love when he does that. Something about it was so comforting. “You know what Randy said to me…” he said as more of a statement than a question “He said…” He hesitated “He said… You’re not alone anymore, you’re family now” and then he hugged me tight and tears were running down his face. This beautiful, confident man was a fucking mess inside. At that moment I hated his fucking father.

“Brad…” I said extremely nervously “I’m not thinking about saying I love you anymore.” He looked at me curiously “I’m saying it. I love you Brad Westin.” That did it. The tears were gone, and his smile was back. “I know we’re just getting started, but there’s no doubt in my mind that I love you.” He kissed me.

“I love you too Scott Nicholls. I love everything about you. Your cockiness, your shyness, your manly body and your boyish charm. I love you… and I’ve wanted to say it on our first date but didn’t want to freak you out.” Then he kissed me lightly on the lips. Our little peck turned into a passionate kiss. Our passionate kiss turned into touching, feeling, and stripping. Clothes were flying around the room. Within minutes we were laying side-by-side on the huge king bed. It was early afternoon and sunlight was streaming through the window back lighting Brad’s handsome face as I stroked it with my hand and studied him with my eyes. This guy had been hurt, hurt bad, and I wanted to make everything better for him. He smiled at me and I melted inside.

I ran my hand up and down his strong torso, circling his nipples as he let out a big sigh. I was loving just being there with him, but I could not resist my urges. I licked his nipple then sniffed his arm pits. FUCK! His scent! I loved the way he smelled, it drove me mad. I Went right for the prize. I had every intention of taking it slowly and savoring him… that thought went out the window and I took his hardening, girthy man meat deep down my throat. “Oh god!” he moaned at my assault, moving his hand to the back of my head and holding it firmly. He moved his hips just a little pushing himself as deep as he could. I moved myself around, lifting my leg over his head and straddling his face. My cock was directly above his mouth and his eyes had a perfect few of my muscle butt. He reached up and grabbed my manhood ang guided in into his warm, moist mouth. I gasped and moaned it the wonderful feeling. He moved up and down my cock for a while then abruptly pulled me out of his mouth and pulled my ass down so that my hot, pink hole met his warm moist tongue. He licked and lapped at me for a few strokes, then shoved his tongue as deep into me as it would go. My ring willingly opened for him and he continued to eat me out.

Meanwhile my nose was buried in the soft, smooth skin of his scrotum. It felt so warm and sensual. His shaft was growing harder and harder in my mouth, filling me almost to the point of choking. I loved it. I wanted more. I retreated, then went deep again making him writhe underneath me wanting more. I moved my hands to the back of his thighs and lifted his legs slightly giving myself access to his sweet little rosebud. I could see it perfectly as I sucked his cock lovingly. I touched it and it winked at me, I smiled around his cock. I pulled up off his cock just long enough to swipe my tongue over his entrance and moisten it. My mouth went back to his cock and my fingers swirled around his now moistened hole. I inserted one of my fingers just enough to breach his ring. He moaned around my hard cock, sending shivers through me, I instinctively pushed my cock deeper down his throat feeling the warmth envelop me as I did.

I was moving up and down his shaft savoring every inch, and he was moving up and down mine in sync. Our fingers were exploring each other’s assholes as our constant moans provided each other ultimate pleasure. We were lost in the sensuality of the moment. I inhaled deeply giving all my senses a heavy work out.

It was so awesome! A little over an hour ago I was sitting in an airport bar drowning my sorrows, feeling sorry for myself and missing this guy, now here we were lost in each other’s arms… and legs, and mouths, and anything else you can think of. Merry-fucking-Christmas to me! I flipped over so I was on top of him face-to-face staring into his eyes. Damn, he’s a handsome man. I kissed him gently, then passionately. He grabbed the back of my head pulling me hard against him. I crawled up him so that his hard, throbbing cock was resting in my ass trench. I moved up and down rubbing his cock up and down my crack, teasing my hot, hungry hole. I wanted him in m so fucking back. I’d been fantasizing about this since the first time he took me in Denver. Dreaming of his throbbing tool going in and out of my tight passage, and now here was my chance.

My hole was still wet from Brad eating me out and his cock still covered with my saliva. I was ready. I aligned his beautiful cock with my tight hole and pushed my ass down, as much as I wanted him, my sphincter was resisting. Brad looked up at me and we locked eyes, then he grabbed my hips and pulled me down hard, relentlessly pushing up into me as he pulled me down onto his manhood. My ring opened to accept him, and he was inside me again. My eyes rolled into the back of my head breaking our gaze. Oh my fucking god, I was riding him! I put my hands against his chest to brace myself as I moved up and down. I felt so much more powerful in this position than I did when Brad took my on my back. I was in control. I decided how much of his dick to take… and I decided to take it ALL! I had missed this man so much, now he was here, and I wanted every inch of him. I lifted myself almost all the way off of him until just his big, spongy purple head remained in me. Then I dropped down hard burying his pole into the depth of my channel until I felt his pubic hair tickle my ass crack. He was hitting that special spot in me again and I loved it. I grabbed and squeezed his shaft as I moved myself up and down. I moved slowly, savoring every move. Moving up and down, then side to side and in a circular motion opening myself to him even up more. The sensations were even more intense than the first time he was in me. Oh my god this felt so right. So natural. So perfect.

Brad was moaning underneath me as he kept a firm grip on my hips and made eye contact whenever my eyes would come out of the back of my head for a few seconds. We were moving slow, enjoying every moment together. My dick was never harder than it was at this moment, and each time Brad hit the right spot it jumped. I was dribbling precum onto his perfect abs as I continued to ride him. Suddenly, almost without any warning I felt my orgasm moving up my steeled shaft. I tried to warn Brad, but I couldn’t speak through my moans. While I was trying to find my voice Brad spoke, “I’m cumming, Scotty” he said in almost a whisper. I bent down and engaged him in a passionate kiss. It was a loving kiss, his soft lived pressed against mine. Wow, they felt amazing. This guy was truly perfect in every way, and I felt stupid that I said it so soon, but I DID love him. Was it an everlasting love? Was it puppy love? Was I just being emotional after hiding myself so long? Seriously… I had no fucking idea. All I knew was that I loved him at this moment, and I wanted this moment to last forever.

Just then I felt his hot load shoot deep within me. Fuuuuuuuck, that was all it took, the words finally came flowing out of me “Oh my god I’m cumming too” I shot hard all over Brad’s chest. Oh my god I shot so hard I hit Brad’s shin, his face, his forehead. I exploded all over him. I licked it off, then kissed him, sharing my cream.

After a few minutes I moved off him and his softening penis fell out of me. I felt his cum dribbling out of my well used ass, down my balls and onto Brad. This may sound stupid, but I missed his cock. I felt empty. I filled the void by lying next to him and putting my arms around him. Just holding him as I fell asleep in his arms.

We had gotten to the hotel about 1:00, when I woke up with Brad holding me it was almost 6:00. When my eyes opened his sweet blue eyes were staring at me, his hand was stroking my face, and his dimples were framing that perfect smile. “Hey” he said. I couldn’t respond because my mouth was too busy smiling. I just looked at him and let my fingers roam the back of his neck. “We gotta get up. Your brother’s friend Jeff made us reservations for 7:00 at a steakhouse, it’s supposed to be a local icon and you gotta know someone to get in.” Yet, another surprise. Man, these guys went all out for me. I was truly loved.

We jumped in the shower together doing out damnedest not to get distracted and miss our reservations. I ordered an Uber and we headed down to the lobby. The cute desk clerk was still on duty. “Hi” I said. He said hello and introduced himself as Jake “I know it’s Christmas Eve, but is there anything going on tonight?” I told him about our reservations at the steakhouse and said we’d like to do something relaxing afterwards.

“You have reservations there? You must know people.” He smiled, “You’ll love that place. As for afterwards, there’s a performance of A Christmas Carol going on at the theatre on the next block, and there’s a performance of The Nutcracker going on at the Performing Arts Center a few blocks away if you’re into that, you could probably still get tickets.’ I told him I didn’t really pack anything to wear to the theatre, then for some reason I told him the story of how this night was a surprise.

He looked at me with wide eyes and said “wait, wait, wait… I want to make sure I got this story straight for when I tell it later, and I will tell it later.” Yeah, it was obvious he was gay. “So, youuuu…” he said clasping his hands together and pointing them towards me “came out at Thanksgiving, and your parents gave you him…” the moved his hands towards Brad “to play with for Christmas, And your brother and his husband gave you the Presidential suite to play with him in?” He finished his questions, moved his clasped hands to his chin and looked at me.

Brad was standing a few feet away grinning ear-to-ear as I responded “Yup. That’s pretty much it.”

“Any chance your family is looking to adopted a slightly used desk clerk?” he asked as we all laughed. “Listen, my friend Zach drives a Handsome Cab, he can pick you up at the restaurant, show you the Christmas lights on the way back and stop at a bar or two for a night cap if you’d like. I think he charges like fifty bucks, you’ll love it. Do you want me to set it up?”

I looked at Brad, he raise his eyebrows like “why not.” I turned back to Jake and said, “that sounds great” He took out his phone and texted. Within seconds he got a response and said “It’s all set. He’ll pick you up at 8:30 in front of the restaurant. I’ll give you his text if you need to reach him.” Then he held up his camera and said, “Scooch together, I need to send a pic, so he knows who he’s picking up.” Brad came up from behind putting his arms around me and his head on my shoulder as he flashed those dimples, and Jake too the pic. “Damn you two are cute as hell” he added “You guys are gonna love Zach.” Just then we saw the Uber pull up at the front entrance That would be your ride. Have a great night guys! I can’t wait to hear about it when you get back.”

We got in the Uber and drove the short way to the restaurant. It was only about a mile and a half away. Almost walking distance, but not quite. When we got there the door was locked, we had to ring a bell to get in. When the door opened Brad took over and gave his name “Oh, Jeff’s friends. Welcome” the host said opening the door. We walked in and I was convinced we walked back in time about five or six decades. This place was awesome. It was all brass, red velvet and totally pristine. The décor probably hadn’t been touch since the place opened in the fifties or sixties. It was seedy but sophisticated and could’ve easily been the set for any gangster movie. They showed s to our table then brought out a bottle of champagne “This is from your brothers” he said, “Merry Christmas.” He poured the water and said “We don’t have a menu, we have steak. That’s it. You tell me how many ounces you want and how you want it cooked and we bring it to your table.” Then he read off our side dish options and we ordered.” He left and was back in a flash with a simple, but fresh as hell salad and a little caddy holding all the dressing choices in little carafes. The place was dim and there was a candle in a red glass holder in the middle of the table. It was romantic as hell and I was getting lost in the moment when my text alert went off. It was a group text from Kev to me, Randy and Brad “Isn’t that place fucking awesome?! The check’s already paid, hope you’re having a great time. We love you guys.”

“Me too” Randy texted

“It’s awesome Thank you both so much” I texted

Brad was across from me smiling and texting “I can’t find the words. I love you all.” I read it and looked up at him. He shook his head. “I can’t believe how generous and loving your family is. Thanks for sharing them all with me” he said in a low, sincere voice as he reached across the table and grabbed my hand, smiling. ARGH that fucking smile, I can’t describe its effect on me!

Just as we were about to put the phones down and concentrate on each other, his rang, it was the anonymous number again. He shrugged it off and we put our phones in our pockets just as our steaks arrived. Steak isn’t the right word… more like a roast. They were fucking huge and grilled to perfection. Somehow this was the most basic meat and potatoes meal, and most romantic, elegant dinner I had ever had all at the same time. We talked all through dinner, and I ate the entire freaking steak. It was over a pound of meat and I ate every freaking morsel. I hadn’t eaten since the night before when Chip made some vegetarian thing. I t was good, be nothing he cooks is filling. This, THIS was filling. Just when I thought I couldn’t eat anything else the waiter brought us this humungous chocolate cake… The Triple Threat he called it, and then he brought out a peppermint sauce, it was their Christmas specialty… and It. Was. Awesome. Brad and I wolfed it down. Even after a pound of meat I had room for dessert.

I sat back and exhaled, Brad did the same and we smiled at each other and I said “Damn, I can’t believe we ate all that.” Brad just patted his belly. The waiter came to the table and said “gentlemen, you chariot awaits you. Literally, there is a guy in a horse drawn carriage he to pick you up.”

“Thank you” Brad said as he pulled out his wallet to tip the guy.

“No sir, everything is covered, including a big tip. I hope you two had an awesome experience. Merry Christmas” the waiter said as he escorted us to the door where the driver was waiting.

“Good evening gentlemen. I’m Zach, your driver” said the rugged looking man. He was probably in his late thirties, manly and handsome as fuck, dressed all in black leather, except for a Santa hat. The carriage was white and covered in white light, the horse had on little felt antlers. I jumped up first then Brad. Then Zach got into the driver seat, turned back to us putting his hand out and asked, “Which one’s the Christmas gift and which ones the lucky son of a bitch?”

Brad didn’t miss a beat, shook his hand and said, “I’m Brad, the gift that keeps on giving.”

The I reached for the guys hand and said, “And I’m Scotty, the luckiest son of a bitch on the face of the earth.”

He laughed as he looked us over “You both like pretty damn lucky to me. There’s a blanket under the seat, it’s damn cold out” Then he reached up front and handed us two steel travel mugs “Jake from the hotel sent these to keep you warm. Hot chocolate and Peppermint Schnapps “ We took the drinks from him and thanked him. He pulled the reigns and signaled the horse to move forward. He drove us through some beautiful old neighborhoods surrounding downtown. We cuddled and shivered under the blanket and drank the hot chocolate to keep warm as we took in the beauty of the lights and Zach told us stories about the beautiful old mansions. We looked and listened for about an hour, loving every second of it. I’ve never considered myself a romantic guy, but this was incredible. I was wrapped in Brad’s arms in a horse drawn carriage surrounded by the sights and sounds of Christmas.

After about an hour Zach pulled up to an old building a few blocks from our hotel “This is my favorite gay bar, I thought you guys might want a night cap.”

“Great idea” Brad responded as he started to jump out of the carriage “You coming with us, Zach?”

“I need to stay here with the horse, you guys go. And take your time.” We went in and had a quick drink, it was a cute little place and I felt instantly welcome there. After about fifteen minutes we went back out and joined Zach in the carriage and went back to the hotel. When we pulled up Jake came out to greet us.

“Did you guys have fun?” Jake asked with wide eyes as we dismounted the carriage again.

“It was freaking awesome. Thank you for setting it up. Brad and I walked over to thank Zach. Brad pulled out the $50 for the ride then we each handed him another hundred dollars as a tip. He refused the money telling us he had enjoyed the ride with us. “Zach, you spent your Christmas eve helping to give me the greatest night of my life so far. Take the money or I feed it to the horse.” He laughed, took the money and thanked us each with a bear hug. Damn he was masculine. He hung outside with his horse as we went back into the hotel with Jake following us. I handed him a wad of cash and thanked him. He gave me the same resistance and I gave him the same line. He took the money and hugged me.

I just couldn’t believe how the universe had pretty much rallied around me to give me the most incredible day of my life. Everything was perfect and it all centered around Brad. It had only been a month, but I felt like we’d been together a lifetime. It was then that I realized I needed to be aggressive with my plan. Yup. My heart wanted Brad and my head was ready for action.

When we got into the room I threw my arms around him and kissed him with my eyes wide open. His eye were closed, so I slapped him lightly on the cheek to get his attention “Hey” I said. His beautiful blue eyes popped wide open “” I love you” I whispered.

He smiled. Oh my god that smile. That fucking dimpled smile melted my heart. “I love you too” he said then gave me a soft kiss This was it. This was where I wanted to be. With Brad… oh hell, who am I kidding… this was where I belonged.

To be continued…