Adulting

Scotty’s story

It was official. We were husband and husband! It was overwhelming and such a relief all at the same time. The wedding was so generic and utilitarian, but it got the job done. Kevin and Chip went all out to try and make the dinner afterwards memorable… they succeeded. It was really a wonderful night filled with people we both love making us feel loved and special. After dinner we all walked back to the hotel and had a drink at the bar. After a quick nightcap we headed to our rooms… lo and behold, there in the hallway was a hot guy leaning against the door of one of the rooms waiting. No surprise, it was Chip and Alec’s room. It looked like they were in for a hell of a fun night while the two “old married couples” turned in for the night.

After they moved their little treat into their room and shut the door, we continued down the hall and said thank you and goodnight to my brothers, then made our way to the end of the corridor to the honeymoon suite. When we got there I used my card to open the door, then lifted my husband in my arms and carried him across the threshold. Just as he had done to me the other night at the condo. It took me a little less effort. As soon as we entered the room and the door shut behind us, we kissed. It was a slow, gentle, loving kiss. This was our wedding night and we were in no hurry.

I was overwhelmed with emotion. Barely a month ago I was still in the closet. And shit! Think about all that happened in the past week alone. Just one week ago I was here in Vegas with Brad having the time of my life and then ‘BOOM’ our world exploded and everything was out of my control. But now… now I am married to Brad, we’re in this together and taking control of our lives. Everything’s perfect and now we’re going to make love for the first time as a married couple.

I held Brad in my arms and kissed him as long as I could bear his weight, then carried him over to the bed and gently lay him down as we continued to kiss tenderly. I shed my clothes and then got on the bed next to him, naked. I started kissing him again as I unbuttoned his shirt. God his smooth, muscular chest felt so good under my fingertips, I couldn’t resist leaning down and licking his nipples. I took a whiff of his scent while I was near his arm pits… damn something about him tasted and smelled so good to me, I couldn’t get enough of him. Everything about this guy, my husband, was just so sexy and such a turn on. I continued licking down his torso, stripping him as I did, he wriggled out of his clothes as I undid all the buttons, zippers and buckles in my way until we were lying there naked, side-by-side.

There was something different now, an intimacy that wasn’t there before. I can’t really explain it, but it was like he was part of me now, and I was part of him. I know marriage is technically just a piece of paper, but it was so much more. It was confirmation that I would never be alone again… never without Brad. I know for some that means monotony and boredom, for me it meant bliss, joy, contentment, excitement, hope, and so many other words that added up to perfection.

I pulled his naked body gently to mine. We ground our crotches together as our hands roamed each other’s bodies. The warmth from his body gave me an unexplainable feeling of contentment. Everything I would ever need was literally here in my arms and it felt incredible. I kissed his neck softly and he moaned quietly in response. Then we kissed lovingly as we held each other tight. The moment was monumental to me. I had NEVER felt like this before and it was overpowering. We kissed more passionately, this went on for what seemed like hours, days even. I was lost in him.

Instinctively our hands found each other’s crotches. It didn’t take much for us both to get hard and we continued to kiss and stroke each other tenderly, lovingly. We were in no hurry.

After a while Brad flipped around and straddled me in a sixty-nine. His beautiful manhood at my mouth and his balls, ripe with his scent, perfectly aligned with my appreciative nostrils. I inhaled his scent as I grabbed his shaft and put it in my mouth. I reached up and grabbed his taught ass cheeks, pulling them down as I took him deeper and deeper down my throat. I fought my gag reflex as I enjoyed the feeling of his cockhead hitting the back of my throat. I swallowed several times contracting my throat muscles around his invading manhood. He moaned as he took my own manhood deep down his throat. The soft, smooth flesh felt so wonderful as it moved slowly in and out of my throat. At the same time I was loving the warm sensations his mouth was giving my cock. Soon he released my cock out and took both of my balls into his warm mouth, swishing them around as he did. Fuck it felt amazing. We spent a long time bathing each other’s genitals in saliva. Again, we were in no hurry. The idea of time had become irrelevant to us as we each just took in the essence of the other.

We maneuvered just a little and now we were rimming each other. Brad was literally sitting on my face pushing his sweet pucker onto me as he held me firm by my hips and pulled my hole to his lips working it expertly with his tongue. Oh my fucking god, if this was sex for the rest of my life… I was good. No. I was fucking great! The intimacy added to the intensity as we devoured each other’s asses. My tongue swirled around his pucker and then penetrated his ring as deeply as I could. Every once in a while I’d moved up and lick his taint and the underside of his ball sac while my hand stroked his rock hard man flesh. We were both cooing from the pleasure as we slurped, licked, and lapped away at the one we loved. There was something satisfying in the notion that I was the only one in the world that would ever have the pleasure of Brad’s body again… he was all mine. Little old Scotty Nicholls. I felt like I had just won the Olympics. How could any prize be better than this?

I pulled his firm buttocks further apart giving myself more access to my prize. Fuck this was so hot. I couldn’t get enough of his tight hole. Each movement of my tongues elicited a moan from Brad into my hole, vibrating it and giving me even more intense sensations. I smacked both ass cheeks hard and he yelped over my dick… FUCK it felt amazing, I smacked him again. Oh my god this was so intense and amazing. My legs wrapped around his neck pulling his face deeper into my yearning hole. I couldn’t get enough. Like I said, time had lost all relevance, but if I had to guess I would say that we ate each other out for almost a fucking hour. My tongue and jaw were both sore, my face was covered in spit and ass juice, it was disgusting, yet one of the most beautiful moments ever. I loved this. I LOVED HIM and wanted it all. Good, bad, and ugly.

Finally Brad rolled over and put his head on the pillow next to mine. Covered in his own spit and my ass juices we kissed. A dirty, beautiful, passionate kiss reserved only for lovers. It was electric and better than any other kiss we had ever shared… and let me tell you there was some tough competition.

Brad looked at me and said, “make love to me.” I waited for him to ask again… just kidding! I rolled over on top of him immediately. I put his legs over my shoulders, lined myself up and locked eyes with my husband. His smile was HUGE, his dimples were deep, he obviously loved me as much as I loved him.

I enter him slowly, my cockhead quickly breaching his entrance as he moaned softly and appreciatively closing his eyes for just a second. When he reopened them our gaze locked again and pushed in a little deeper until I was all the way in. He pulled my ass against him wanting even more of me… there was no more, I gave him my all. I stopped there and we kissed passionately with my throbbing member all the way inside of his warm, tight passage. He contracted around me sending thrills through my body and I moaned into our kiss.

I pulled out slowly and moved back in. Along the way I found his prostate and he groaned into my mouth and grabbed my ass again, pulling me in deep. I repeated the motion over and over. After several minutes we were both on the verge of cumming. I stopped and we just kissed for a little bit, then I started again. This happened several times and we reveled in the sensations as we edged each other, bringing ourselves to the brink of ultimate pleasure and then prolonging the ecstasy. Finally we both shot our loads at the same time, me deep into his soft channel, him in between us. He shot with such power that it hit both of our chins as we kissed.

Mine was the most powerful orgasm of my life! We just lay there, me on top of Brad, softening inside him, until I finally rolled off and lay next to him. “Oh my god, it has NEVER been like that before” Brad said as we both looked at the ceiling.

“That’s because it’s right. Everything about this is right” I said turning onto my side and looking at him. Any doubts I had ever had were gone. Just disappeared. He moved on his side and I spooned him again. I was his big spoon forever and nothing ever felt more perfect. Again, I slept like a baby.

We woke up in the exact same position we had fallen asleep. We kissed good morning, made some coffee then took a shower together before meeting the guys for breakfast. In the shower we soaped every inch of each other. I was taking in every inch of my new husband’s body and loving him more and more. We lost track of time and spent a half hour in the shower and finally exited the water in maximum prune-mode. We laughed and joked as we got dressed and headed to breakfast. I was soaking up every moment with Brad and was never happier.

When we got to breakfast Kevin was already there waiting for us. He had his laptop out and was hard at work “Good morning guys” He said without looking up as we sat down at the table.

“Where’s Randy?” Brad asked.

“He took the 6:00 home this morning. He had and early meeting, and I’m going to work from Jordan’s office today. We have a big ad campaign launching for his hotels this month so it’s a perfect chance for me to go through the final plan with him.

“Cool. It sucks we missed Randy” I said as Alec and Chip walked in holding hands and smiling ear to ear.

Kevin finally looked up from his computer “So, did you enjoy your little late night snack?” Kev asked as they sat down.

“Little?!” Alec said raising his eyebrows and shaking his head “no” and we all laughed and gave us shit for a few minutes and that was the end of it. After that we all talked about our plans for heading home and just enjoyed being together. We were so appreciative of all these guys had done for us, the fact that they dropped everything to fly to Vegas to be with us was awesome.

Jordan came in and walked over to the table “Congratulations, Men” He said in his loud boisterous vibrato. We thanked him for the incredible suite, and the bottle of champagne they sent us, then we talked business for a few minutes. ”So I hear you’re mid-move. I talked to Matty this morning, He’s ready to get you rolling whenever you decide you want to start. I know we said another month, but hell, if you’re ready so are we.”

“I’ll touch base with him on the drive back from Denver. Once I get moved I’ll be ready to jump in.” I said. The situation with Brad took priority, but I was still extremely excited about my new job. Jordan sat down and joined us. Once we finished breakfast we said good bye to him and Kevin and the four of us went back to the hotel to check out. Alec and Chip caught a cab to the airport so we said our goodbye’s in the lobby. The four of us clicked so well and I loved hanging with them. Chip and I were best friends forever and we both found great partners that got along. That made our friendship even better. We hugged once last time as they got into the cab, then headed down to the parking garage.

I had spent almost every minute of the last week with Brad but we still had so much to talk about. The ride went by quickly as we talked and laughed. We drove about halfway to Denver when it started to get dark. We considered powering through, it was only about five more hours, but weren’t in a hurry so we found a cheap roadside Motel that reminded me of the Rosebud Motel on Schitt’s Creek, and called it a night. We ordered a horrible pizza for dinner, sat on the bed in our underwear, watched reruns and just enjoyed the fuck out of being together. We had been on the road for the better part of the last week, but once we emptied my apartment and got back to Phoenix we planned on staying put for a while. Just a few more days and our 24/7 time together would be over. By 10:00 we were in bed making love, then I spooned my husband… holy shit! My husband! We were married! I couldn’t believe I actually married Brad-fucking-Weston. Again, we slept like babies.

We took our time getting up and hitting the road. It was Tuesday evening when we rolled into Denver. I pulled the Jeep up in front of our building. We were finally home. Brad unpacked our bags as I ran up to our apartment, put the key in and opened the door yelling “Hey Bitch we’re baaaaaaack” as I burst into the apartment.

There was Chip holding Kenny against the wall with Kenny grabbing at his crotch. “What the fuck is going on, Chip?” I said disappointed and pissed as hell “Dammit, I thought you were past this shit.”

“Oh I’m way past it! This fucker showed up unannounced and uninvited. He was just leaving.” Chip shot back as he grabbed Kenny by the back of his shirt and threw him out the door… right into Brad.

“Who the fuck are you?” Kenny asked as he bumped into Brad who was walking in carrying our bags.

Brad smile and introduced himself, he had no clue what he just walked into. “I’m Brad,” then he paused, smiled, and held out his hand “Scotty’s husband.”

“Husband?!?! What the fuck, are you a faggot now too, Scotty?” Kenny said as his head snapped to look at me.

I smiled and very calmly said “Hey Kenny, do you remember what happened last time you used that word around me” then I stepped slowly in his direction. He darted out the door, bounded down the hallway and down the stairs as fast as he could. He was gone in a flash. Brad just looked on in confusion.

After Kenny left Chip told us the whole story about him just showing up. You know… I was pretty fucking proud of my best friend. The old Chip would’ve let Kenny fuck him, the new Chip put his new relationship first and took control of the situation like a strong, driven adult. At this moment Chip was strong and self-assured, he could handle himself.

“I’m proud of you, Chip” I said with a look of pride on my face. Chip beamed back at me. He was pretty damn proud of himself too! This was a form of closure for Chip. Not just closure of his… well “relationship” with Kenny, but closure on his cumdump days. He chose his relationship with Alec over hot sex with Kenny. That was a pretty big fucking deal for Chip. Maybe this is what he needed to move on.

For the rest of the night the three of us just hung out and packed up my junk for the big move. Chip had to work in the morning so he turned in early while Brad and I stayed up late going through everything in the apartment and packing it up. I had more crap than I thought I did, but we got most of the packing done and went to bed about midnight. We were both too tired to do anything but sleep, so I spooned him, and again we slept like babies. I realized that since we got married I had been getting the best sleep of my life. With all these crazy new changes you would think I’d be up all night thinking, tossing, turning, and freaking out… but nope. I slept with Brad in my arms knowing together we were invincible. I couldn’t love this man more, and though the world may think we’re insane for getting married so quickly, I knew it was right and so did he.

When we woke up the next morning Chip was already gone. We ate breakfast and then went to rent a trailer. The Buru was sitting in the bitter cold for a week and was slow to start, but as always she came through. I’d been thinking about getting a new care once I started the new job, it just needed to get us to Phoenix one last time. On our way to the U-Haul place I stopped at the office to see Marilyn and officially resign. When I walked through the door to the cubicle-filled room where I used to work, all eyes were on us. Obviously the rumor mill was in full swing and everyone knew I was leaving and what we had just gone through… welcome to life in a cubicle farm. People quickly gathered around us hugging us, telling Brad they were so happy he was okay, telling me how much I’d be missed, etc. I held Brad’s hand tight as I moved us towards my boss’s office. When I walked in Marylin shot up from her desk and hugged me.

“I am so happy to see you Scott! This must be your boyfriend Brad, I am SO sorry you had to go through all that, it must’ve been terrifying. I was so relieved when I heard you were found.” She said as she hugged Brad, a total stranger, just like he was a long lost relative. The three of us went to the kitchen together to get a cup, then went back to her office to talk. She had already packed up my desk and had a box of my crap sitting in the corner of her office.

After several minutes of small talk and her making a last attempt to get me to stay I said, “By the way, Brad and I made a detour to Vegas on the way here and got married.” She almost fell off her chair from the excitement.

“Dammit, Scott. I am going to miss the hell out of you, but I am so happy for you. New husband, new job, new life ahead of you. No one deserves this more.” She said Sincerely. She meant every word. We talked a bit more before we headed out. That was probably the last time I would see her, she was truly good to me and I wished I would have appreciated her more while I worked for her. We left and went to the U-Haul place on our way back to the apartment.

By the time we got back to the apartment it was around noon. I kept packing while Brad took boxes and furniture down to the trailer and started loading everything in. While he was downstairs Mrs. Pruitt came up and poked her head through the partially opened door “Scott, are you in here?” she yelled in a hushed tone.

“Yeah Mrs. P, come in!” I said as I stood up to hug her.

“You’re moving already? I thought Chip said end of month” She said looking around the room.

“Change in plans. I’m heading back to Phoenix in the morning, but Chip will be here until the end of the month. Thank you so much for understanding and letting us out of the lease.” I said

“Of course. This place is easy to rent. I was so sorry to hear about what happened to your… your boyfriend.” She said with some hesitation. “Scotty, I’m sorry but I feel foolish. I had no idea you were gay until Chip told me about what happened.”

I laughed “If it makes you feel better, Chip and I lived together for over four years and he didn’t know until a few months ago. My brother Kevin just found out at Thanksgiving. He’s gay too and didn’t have a clue.” We both laughed “You’re not alone.”

“Actually, that makes me feel a LOT better. I just hope I never said anything stupid.” We both laughed again. Then she went on to tell me how much she enjoyed having us there and appreciated all the little things I had done for her around the building. Whenever she needed something heavy moved, or a lightbulb changed, or even the gutters cleaned I would help her out. We were lost in conversation when Brad came back into the apartment.

I stood up and put my arm around him “Mrs. P, this is Brad.” He smiled and shook he hand, Like everyone else Mrs. P got lost in his dimples and she blushed a little.

“The boyfriend. Chip told me about what happened to you. I am so happy to see you safe.” She said.

I interrupted, “well he’s no longer my boyfriend” her face dropped a little bit as she was about to console me over what she assumed was a breakup. “We stopped off in Vegas on the way here and got married. He’s my husband now.”

Her face lit up with a look of elation laced with disbelief “WHAT??!!!!” and she leapt forward and pulled us both into a hug, squeezing the hell out of us. Brad looked at me behind her neck and mouthed “Ow. She’s strong.” I grinned back at him. She hung out with us as we packed boxes and lugged my stuff down to the trailer.

When she left, Brad put his arms around my neck. Our faces were inches apart and he said, “I thought you told me you didn’t have any ties to Denver.” Then he paused, I’m sure I had a look of confusion on my face. “Mrs. P, Marilyn, your coworkers… CHIP! These people fucking love you!” I looked at him and thought for a minute. Damn, he was right. My whole life I had been surrounded by people who loved and supported me, then I looked over at Brad and started thinking about how this perfect guy was never good enough for the people around him. That broke my heart. He was right I DID hit the parent jackpot, and so much more. I took so much for granted. Never againI thought.

A couple of hours later Chip came home, we all ate dinner together and then went to bed. The next morning I woke up early to say goodbye to Chip. We had coffee together and talked about all the great times we had over the years. This was it. I was off to Phoenix for good and Chip would be moving to St Louis at the end of the month. Our almost five years together was coming to an end. I was going to miss the hell out of my best friend. We only had about an hour together before he had to leave for work. I hugged him goodbye in the biggest, tightest bro-hug I could muster. My eyes were filled with tears as the reality of our parting set in.

I watched my best friend walk out the door of our apartment for the last time.

To be continued…