Adulting

Scotty’s story

Our first week was interesting, that’s for sure. Getting caught fucking in the car by officer Rick was the Cherry on top. When we drove into our parking garage I saw the Subaru parked in my spot shining proudly. I swear it actually looked happy. Brian fell in love with that car as quickly as Kev and I had when it was ours. After we parked the new VW in a guest spot I headed upstairs to the condo, and Brad went to the front desk to square away our parking situation away with the doorman. He had gone from living alone with one car to having two family members living there with two more cars to park. If you’ve ever lived in a condo you know that adding people and cars can be a pain in the ass. Brad went to take care of it all.

I went up to the condo and entered, there was a box sitting by the door. “What’s all this” I asked Brian.

“That’s all your stuff. I cleaned it out of the car.” He said “I found insurance online. Wednesday’s my day off work so I’ll go open a bank account, buy the insurance online, then go to the DMV and register the car” He had it all figured out.

“Cool, the insurance is paid until the end of March, so don’t worry about changing everything over. If you can’t get it done Wednesday, we have time.” I said as I started looking through the box. “Hey, my new car has Bluetooth, so if you want to keep my CD collection you can.”

Brian laughed out loud “I don’t even know what any of that stuff is!” He was out and out mocking my music now “Depeche’ Mode, Pet Shop Boys, B-52’s… I have no clue what any of that is” he said still laughing “old people’s music.”

“You better not let Pop hear you talking like that” I said “Those are all his favorites. He used to play them in the car with me and Kev when we were little. They’re awesome.” I walked over and handed him my CD case. He was still laughing at me as he grabbed the well-worn leather case dismissively and set it on the coffee table, but I really hoped he’d listen. Pop would love it if we passed his love of 90’s music on.

Just then Brad came in and yelled “Family meeting in the dining room.” The three of us sat down at the table. “Okay” Brad started. “I got us three assigned spots and a third permit.” He put the new permit in front of me. “Scotty, this is for the new car. Your spot number is written on the back. Bri, The Subaru already has a permit, but here’s a keycard and a code for you. It’ll work on all common doors including the pool and gym. So now you are both official residents.”

“Cool!” Brian said as he grabbed the card. “As long as we’re all sitting here, I want to talk about rent and food. I want to contribute.” Brian added “I’ll need my first couple of checks to pay for insurance and register the car, but after that I want to pay rent and buy groceries” he said confidently.

Brad pulled a wad of bills out of his pocket and put it on the table in front of his little brother “Pop said to give this back to you for gas and insurance” Brian smiled sheepishly. He seemed relieved to get it back. He didn’t know we were giving him the car when he gave it to Pop. But the gesture was meaningful and said a lot about his character. He was a good kid and I really liked having him around.

“Thanks. I’ll need it. But I really want to pay him back, Brad. I know he doesn’t want it , but it’s important to me.” Brian said

“You can pay me when you have extra, and I’ll get it to Pop” I said. Pop told us to put the money away for Brian’s tuition, but he didn’t need to know that. This way he could feel good about paying Pop back and still save for school.

While we were sitting there we talked about keeping the place clean, chores, courtesy, privacy and a few other house rules that would make it easier to live together. We also decided that Brad and I would start driving neighborhoods and figure out where we want to focus our house hunt. Brian was all for moving to Kevin and Randy’s neighborhood, but we weren’t exactly in the same tax bracket. Brian got a quick lesson on budgeting and financial status that day. However, there were several neighborhoods not far from them that were worth pursuing. It would be great to be close to them.

The next couple weeks were pretty much more of the same. The three of us were doing our best to adapt to our new life together. Brian was focused on finishing school and saving money. He got an acceptance letter from ASU and was excited about starting college in the Fall. Meanwhile he was working his ass off. Rob and Eddie kept him busy at the Dry Cleaners four to five days a week and Jordy kept him running at the Café on Sundays. He was coming into his own and enjoying his independence. One day he came home with a bunch of new clothes and a new hairstyle. Rob and Eddie let him raid the unclaimed clothes rack, and their seamstress tailored everything to fit him perfectly. One of their customers was a barber and made Brian sit in the chair when he delivered their laundry and give him the perfect cut. Jordy let him eat lunch at the Café’ for free whenever he wanted. The bottom line was that he was out there doing his own thing and making his way and did his best to put his money away.

He was also making friends. There was another guy about his age living in the building with his mom. They met at the pool one day and became fast friends. Jax was a good kidas luck would have it he was going to ASU too and soon they were talking about rooming together in the dorms. He introduced Bri to all his buddies and showed him around town. There was group of them that hung out almost every night… including one cute girl who Brad was convinced Brian was dating but was too shy to tell us. They all seemed like decent kids and it was so awesome that he had a group of friends his age to hang with. He seemed really happy. One night he told us that he couldn’t believe he finally met some straight people. We both laughed.

Brad and I both dove head first into our careers and spent our evenings driving around neighborhoods looking at houses. We had narrowed our search down to three neighborhoods, all near Kev and Randy. The three of us made it a point to eat dinner together every night except Saturdays… that was date night. Everything was great…except for our sex life. I mean… we had sex regularly and it was hot, but we were both very self-conscience. When Bri was there we kept it quiet so we didn’t disturb him. When he was out were hurried things along so that he didn’t come home and walk in on us. It wasn’t wild, slow, uninhibited exploration like it had been.

We were having dinner at a cute little place that Randy recommended on one of our date nights. It was about twenty minutes out of town in a remote area. It was very romantic and the food was great. A steak and potatoes kind of place. While we were waiting for dessert we got to talking about how horny we both were and that Brian would probably be home when we got there so we’d have to keep it down, etc. Then, Brad pulled officer Rick’s phone number out of his wallet, smiled and said “He did say he had a private place if we needed one.”

“Are you serious?” I asked with a surprised look. We hadn’t talked about officer Rick since the night he pulled us over. Frankly I had forgotten we had his number.

“I am so ready to just let go. I need some wild sex! We could go to The Resort instead if you want.”

“I’m ready too. Are you SURE we can handle bringing a third in?” I asked apprehensively. Sex was awesome and a three-way sounded like so much fun, but none of it was worth losing what we had together.

“He’s just a sex toy. There’s zero doubt that you’re the one I’m going home with. My heart belongs to you forever” Brad answered.

“I wonder if he’ll remember us or if he’s even off tonight” I said thinking through this out loud. I would be lying if I told you my dick wasn’t hard at that moment.

“I also wonder if he’s a top or a bottom. I don’t want him fucking either of us.” Brad said

“So what are you suggesting? That we call him and say ‘Hey officer Rick. We’re the two guys you caught fucking in a Volkswagen a couple of weeks ago. We want to spit-roast you at your place. You up for that?’” I asked looking Brad in the eye while I played with the swizzle stick in my drink.

Brad laughed “Basically. Yes.” We finished dinner, got into the car, and decided to make the call to see what would happen. It was about 8:30 when Brad dialed the number, his Bluetooth was connected to the car speaker. Officer Rick answered in a deep, sultry voice.

“Hi, Um Rick?” Brad said while looking straight at me “This is Brad Nicholls my husband Sco….”

Officer Rick interrupted “The hot naked guys in the VW” he said in a happy, boisterous vibrato. He definitely remembered us and we both started to smile.

“Yeah that’s us” Brad replied with a little embarrassment in his voice, I laughed out loud.

“Oh, you’re both there. It’s Brad and Scott, right?” He said confirming our names.

“That’s us.” I said, then added “Hi” as Brad grinned at me. Neither of us had a clue what to say.

“So are you calling to take me up on my offer?” He asked, I could hear the mischievous grin in his sultry voice.

“Um yeah” Brad said, is eyes still locked with mine. “We were having a date night and just finished dinner and thought maybe we could grab a drink or something if you’re off.”

The officer laughed “I’m off. I live downtown if you want to swing by for a night cap.” SHIT! He said yes. My eyes popped open wide. This was it… if we said yes, we were in this!!!

“That sounds awesome, what’s the address?” Brad said. Rick gave us the address and I put it into GPS. We said goodbye and headed his way. “FUCK! I can’t believe we’re doing this” Brad said as he drove our new little car towards downtown Phoenix. Rick lived in Encanto, a cute neighborhood in the middle of downtown made up of older homes. There was a pretty big gay population living there. We pulled up to the cute little bungalow, it was probably built in the 60’s. The place was perfectly kept with a big rainbow flag flying. Not a lot of subtlety there. We parked in the driveway and looked at each other before we opened the car doors and got out.

“This is your last chance to back out” I said to Brad.

“Yours too” He said. We smiled nervously at each other as we got out of the car and walked to the door. We rang the bell and Officer Rick promptly appeared, opened the door, and invited us in. Oh my god, he was so much hotter than I remembered. He towered over us at about 6’2” with a naked smooth muscular chest as he stood there in just his short running shorts.

“Hi guys. Come on in” he said with a broad smile as the dim light made his blond crewcut shine. He was maybe two or three years older than us at most and rugged as fuck. He exuded sexual energy. “I’m glad you called, I was about to give up on you two.” He said as we entered. He led us to the kitchen where he poured us all drinks, then we went to the living room. It was a cute little house. I sat next to my husband on the couch, our legs touching, as Rick sat across from us in an overstuffed armchair. It was a small room and we weren’t very far apart. “So, what made you finally call me?” He asked as we sat.

To my surprise Brad blurted out, “We have zero privacy and we’re horny as fuck!” My eyes went wide and Rick let out a deep, guttural laugh. Brad proceeded to tell our story. He didn’t get very far before Rick interrupted him.

“Wait, wait, wait…” He said “You’re Bradley Westin! I carried your damn picture around for two days searching for you, how did I not recognize you?!” He had a look of enlightened surprise on his face as he put the pieces together.

One thing I noticed about the gay community in Phoenix was that they were close-knit. Everyone knew everything and most of the people we met were well aware of our story and always had a million questions, but the first one was usually “Are you guys okay?” Followed by “What can I do to help?” They were good people. There was no doubt they had rallied around us.

Brad smiled a shy smile “Yeah, I changed my name when we got married a couple of weeks ago to distance myself from that shit.”

Rick donned an evil grin and said “I’m damn glad they found YOU” then he leaned forward and started kissing my husband. I didn’t like that. Brad was mine and I instantly felt jealous and left out. I was having cold feet until Rick moved to me and said “And I’m glad HE found YOU… Damn you two are hot. This is gonna be fun as hell!” Once Rick included me I felt more comfortable, then the three of us kissed. Fuck it was electric!

“So What are you guys into” Rick asked us.

Brad looked at me and I just kind of shrugged “We’re up for anything” Brad said “But only I fuck his ass, and only he fucks mine. Are you good with that?”

Rick looked thoughtful for a second as he processed what Brad said. “So, what your basically saying is that if there’s any fucking… I’m the bottom.”

“Yup. Pretty much” Brad said with a grin.

Rick thought a little more “well, that’s not my usual position, I’m a pretty dominant top” He said and then broke into a mischievous grin “But I’m up for it. I’ll be the bottom. BUT… I call the shots.” Brad and I just smiled and listened “I say who fucks me, when, and how. Deal?” He was still grinning as he waited for an answer.

“Deal!” We both answered in unison, then Rick leaned in and we sealed the deal with a three-way kiss. As we kissed, Rick put one hand on my hard cock and the other on Brad’s and felt us up through our jeans.

He backed out of the kiss and moved his hands to the back of our heads pushing the two of us into a kiss “Yeah, kiss each other, fuck that’s hot” he mumbled almost to himself. His hands moved to our asses as he rubbed them sensually while he watched us kiss. “Strip each other” he said. We did as commanded. We unbuttoned each other’s shirts as we continued to kiss passionately, then we went for each other’s belts and zippers. Soon we were stepping our shoes off and shedding our jeans. We stood there in just our boxer briefs. I opened my eyes as we kissed, Brad did the same and we both broke into big grins and almost giggled into each other’s mouths. We knew what was happening. If we were going to make Rick our sex toy, he was going to make us his. I was game for that.

Rick moved into our kiss and grabbed our asses again, this time he squeezed them and got a lot rougher, and the kiss went from tender to hard. “Let’s move to the bedroom” Rick said grabbing our hands and leading us down the hall. When we got to the bedroom he just looked at us and said “Fuck. You two are hot as hell.” Then he put his thumbs into his waistband and pulled his shorts down. Holy fuck! This guy was hung and hard as a rock. He was at full-mast and had to be eight or nine inches long, and thick. “Here’s mine. Now show me yours” he said playfully. Brad and I complied and stood there with our hard cocks in front of us. “Damn’ he said in a breathy-tone then dropped to his knees. He had a cock in each hand. He playfully licked mine, then Brad’s “They both taste so fucking good I don’t know where to start” he said and we both laughed a little. He started with me! He licked up and down my shaft as he continued to stroke Brad, then he rotated and licked Brad while stroking me. He went back and forth between the two of us licking and sucking.

After a few minutes he stood up, smacked me hard on the ass and said get up there on your back.” He then pointed to the bed and I followed his command. Then he gave Brad a pat on the ass and said “Straddle him in a sixty-nine and suck each other off.” Brad jumped up and shoved his cock down my throat as he engulfed me with an incredible vigor. He was so fucking horned-up and he was taking it out on my steel-hard manhood and it felt awesome. I inhaled deeply and took in his scent. He smelled like soap with just enough sweat mixed-in. FUCK I love his scent.

I pulled his ass down so I could take him deeper, my nose was buried in his balls. I felt something brush my nose… my eyes popped open and there were Officer Rick’s full-lips sucking Brad’s balls. I kept sucking and watched as Rick moved up Brad’s taint to his sweet little pucker. I pulled Brad’s ass cheeks apart to give him better access. When his tongue entered Brad’s hole, Brad moaned around my cock sending shivers through my body.

We carried on like that for several minutes, then Rick stood up, smacked Brad’s ass and said “It’s time for you to get fucked. Get on all fours.”

Brad looked at Rick and said “Only Scotty fucks my ass.”

Rick just said, “Yup. And I’m gonna fucking watch” and lit up with the evilest grin. Brad got on the bed on all fours and Rick got on his knees behind him and started eating his ass like it was his last meal. He was slicking his hole up and opening it wide with is fingers while I watched, stroking my cock. Rick looked up at me from Brad’s ass crack and said “Get over here and fuck your husband.”

I took Ricks place on my knees behind Brad. Rick laid down on the bed and started licking my cock, then Brad’s hole. He went back and forth getting us ready for a nice, hard fuck. After we were both slicked up and ready Rick aimed my cock at Brad’s sweet little pucker and said “push.” His face was just inches Away from Brad’s hole when I entered him. Brad grunted and rick let out a breathy, guttural “fuuuuuck. This. Is. So. Fucking. Hot. Fuck your husband.” And fuck him I did. My strokes started out long and slow, then I grabbed his hips and picked up my speed. Rick got behind me and nestled his hard, massive cock in my ass trench. He moved it up and down in sync with my fucking.

In front of me Brad was moaning as I fucked him, and behind me Rick was fucking my ass crack and kissing my neck with his arms wrapped around me. It was so hot and intense! I leaned down and put my tongue in Brad’s ear driving him nuts, Rick in turn did the same to me. We were one big fucking machine and I was so fucking turned on.

“Oh fuck, I’m so fucking close, oh fuck” I cried at the top of my lungs. It felt good to be loud again.

“That’s it. Breed your bitch” Rick said as he pushed my hips in and out of Brad’s tight ass harder and faster.

“Fuuuuuck” I said as I shot my load deep within my husband’s passage, spray painting his bowels with my cum.

“Yeah, shoot your load in me” Brad yelled from in front of me.

“FUCK HIM! FUCK HIM HARD” Yelled Rick from behind as I spent my wad.

It felt so good to just let go. I pulled my dick out of Brad and within seconds Rick was eating my cum out of his hole. We all got on our knees and Rick shared my cum in a hot, steamy, three-way kiss. Holy shit it was so damn dirty and hot.

“Now it’s my turn” Rick said as he got on all fours and pointed at Brad “You’re gonna fuck me.” We both got behind him and ate his ass together, taking turns shoving our tongues into his hairy asshole. His ass was so fucking meaty and hot. A real man’s ass. It was smooth except for his hairy crack. After his ass was nice and ready I took Brad’s cock in my mouth slicking it up with my saliva. He was hard, wet, and ready to go. I put his cock against the sweet, hairy hole in front of us. Brad pushed and I smacked Rick’s ass hard as he did. “Fuck!” Rick screamed “Scotty bring your dick here and shove down my throat.” I complied and we spit-roasted the hot officer… HARD. Rick was writhing and screaming around my cock as the two of us ravaged his holes.

It was a long, hard, intense fuck session with Rick calling the shots as we used him as our fuck toy. We screamed and yelled as we orgasmed. It was an incredibly hot release. After it was over the three of us laid in bed and looked up at the ceiling smiling and laughing.

“Goddammit that was fun!” Rick said breathlessly “Don’t wait so long to use my number next time.” We made small talk for a while then we got up and headed for home leaving Officer Rick behind.

“Fuck!” I exclaimed as the car door shut.

“That was so fucking intense” Brad replied. “You okay?”

“I’m good. You?” I shot back glancing over at him.

“Yup.” He said, then kissed me. “It felt good to be a little bad.”

I smiled back at him and nodded in agreement “we needed that.” I put the car in gear and we headed home commenting on the neighborhoods we passed along the way.

By the time we got home it was about midnight and Brian was sitting on the couch playing video games and listening to Depeche Mode… I smiled, I was rubbing off on him. “Where have you guys been?”

“Just out having some alone time” Brad said. Just then Brian’s phone rang.

“IT’S ELI!” Brian said excitedly looking at his phone. Eli was one of Brad and Brian’s younger brothers who still lived with their father. “I… I sent him a burner phone through a friend of mine so he could call me” Brian said looking up at us knowing we’d think that was a bad idea. Brad and I exchanged uneasy glances. If his father found that phone it would be trouble. Brian answered the phone with excitement in his voice “Eli?! Are you Okay?” Instantly his face dropped “Yes Father.”

SHIT! Brad and Brian’s father had found us!

To be continued…