Off Campus

Seth’s Perspective

It was mid-October in Wisconsin, the leaves were turning colors, the air was crisp, and you could smell the faint scent of burning wood coming from the chimneys. I grew up in Texas then moved to Arizona where the change of seasons wasn’t much of a thing, here it felt magical to me. I loved Fall. It was Friday, my day off from classes. Most classes met just two days a week, either Monday & Wednesday, Or Tuesday & Thursday, so a lot of students had Fridays free. Brody and Cam were the only two in the house with classes on Friday. Zach had soccer practice all day, and Eric, Max, and I all had to work. We decided to have a chili night when we all got home. I put a batch of chili in the crockpot before I left to work, Brody was bringing chips and queso so we could make chili nachos, and the guys downstairs were bringing wieners for chili dogs. The plan was to gorge ourselves on chili and watch bad movies.

Eric and I worked from 6AM to 2PM, it was the end of our shift and I was in the back room cleaning some things up when Eric came in and said, “There’s some dude up front demanding to talk to you.” Ugh! Occasionally, a customer would come in and request that someone specific make their drink, or would have a complaint, and it never failed to happen to me at the very end of a long shift so I’d have to stay late. I walked out to the counter to talk to the customer with Eric following close behind. There was no one there.

‘Where is he?” I asked Eric. He just pointed down… in front of the counter.

I looked over the counter and this cute, tiny little face beamed up at me “I’d like a venti mocha latte” said the tiny little guy, then he giggled.

“MATTY!!! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE?!” I screamed in excitement as he kept giggling. I jumped over the counter and hugged him tight, his tiny little arms squeezed me back. Matty was my Brother-in-law Scotty’s nephew, they lived just a mile from us in Phoenix and we spent a lot of time together before I moved away. He was almost three and his brother Scotty was just a little over a year old. My heart was beating so fast, I was so surprised and excited to see him. “Where are your daddies?” I asked, and as if on que, in walked his dads Randy and Kevin, Kev was holding baby Scotty in his arms. Baby Scotty saw me and was squirming his way out of his dad’s arms, Kev put him down and he waddled his way over to me. I looked up at Kev in disbelief and asked, “What are you guys doing here?”

“We’re going to see Randy’s mom, and then Mom and Pop, we decided to stop and see your new digs on the way.” The four of them took a table and I clocked out and joined them. We caught up for a little bit then we all piled into their rented SUV, including Eric, and headed to the duplex. We pulled up in front of the old duplex. “Wow, Jeff did a nice job on this place.” Jeff our landlord, Kevin, and Randy were all old friends from college. Kevin and Randy each lived with Jeff at different times over the years. “That’s our old flat, over there” Kev said pointing to one of the houses across the street.

Randy was holding Scotty and said to him in a happy, almost baby-talk voice “Your daddies got engaged on the sidewalk right there.” Baby Scotty smiled and giggled, having no clue what his daddy just told him. After the two guys walked down memory lane for a couple of minutes we headed up to our place. Again, they were impressed. “Wow, this place is beautiful.”

“God, you guys are way cleaner than we were in college, our place looked like a frat house” Kev added.

“Yeah, well go downstairs, they live like frat boys” I said with a laugh.

“Where’s Zach?” Randy asked as the two kids ran around the flat checking It out.

“He’s at the soccer field until about 5 tonight, he has a home game in the morning and the coach has them working out and practicing all day” I said.

“Damn, it smells good in here. You making chili?” Kev asked as he walked into the kitchen and lifted the lid off the crock pot.

“Yup. It’s chili night tonight” I answered. ‘Chili, chili dogs, chili nachos, a fire in the fireplace, and everyone up here watching movies.”

“Is everybody getting long?” Kev asked as he motioned toward the flat downstairs with his head. He knew my friends, and I’m sure he had figured out the throuple situation. Cam grew up next door to me and was close to Kevin and Randy too, and the others came with me to Arizona over Spring Break last year, and visited a couple of times over the summer due to our jobs with The Resort (Kev and Randy were both on the board for The Resort).

“Yeah, it’s working out awesome. The guy on the third floor, Brody, is gay too and pretty much blended right in with the rest of us. We have our own little village.” I said proudly. Kev Beamed at me. He was all about friends, family, and community. He was a big part of my life while I lived with Scotty and Brad and instilled a lot of his values in me. He was one of the people I admired most. “Are you guys in a hurry or can you stick around for chili night, Zach will be pissed if he misses you.”

Kev and Randy looked at each other and raised their eyebrows, silently asking each other if it was okay. “My mom has that thing tonight” Randy said to Kev, “So we won’t really see her until tomorrow anyway. I guess it doesn’t matter when we get there.”

“You guys could stay here” I offered, “we have the room.”

“Well, hell” Kev said jokingly. “If we would have thought ahead, we could’ve left the boys here with you, stayed at a hotel downtown and gotten a night off from our little hellions” he laughed, and Randy smiled.

“Why not?!” I said excitedly. I loved Matty and baby Scotty, so did Zach. It would be a lot of fun to have a sleepover. “Leave the kids here overnight, you guys go have fun.” I forgot that Matty heard EVERYTHING said within ear shot. He heard that and started a little chant of ‘stay wif Sef. Stay wif Sef’ Kev and Randy mulled it over, we talked pro and cons, they asked a few times if Zach would be cool with it, they worried that they might ruin our plans, etc.… but it was clear that the idea of a night off appealed to them both.

“Oh my god you guys, Zach will love it and so will the guys. So, we change movies from Caddy Shack or Animal House, or some other stupid college classic that Eric would pick to Frozen or Finding Nemo.” I said begging the guys to leave the kids. Finally, they gave in.

For the next couple of hours, we got the boys settled in, and then just hung out together. I had missed talking to Kevin and Randy so much, they were always there for me. We talked about Thanksgiving and the reunion with my parents. “You know, Brad and Scotty are dreading this, right?” Kevin asked. “You realize that Scotty only met your father once and that was at the hospital after he kidnapped Brad.”

Then Randy laughed and added “The little enforcer broke the guy’s nose.”

“It’s gonna be an intense visit, Seth” Kevin said, “are you sure this is what you want? You know what they say, Buddy ‘be careful what you wish for’”.

I sighed. They were right, but I still wanted it to happen. “I know, but he’s really trying to change, and even though I had Brad, Scotty, you guys, my brothers, and all our friends to support me…” I took a pause and looked them in the eyes, begging for empathy, “I want to have a relationship with my parents, and it’s gonna have to get painful before it gets better.”

They both seemed to understand. “You know, my dad has a lot of the same issues as yours, just not as extreme” Randy said. “It kills me that he wasn’t at our wedding and has no interest in meeting our kids. Shit, I don’t even know for sure if he’s aware Scotty exists. I called him when Matty was born and he said some pretty hateful shit, then I hung up and haven’t heard from him since.” I could see the pain in his eyes and feel it in my heart.

“I want better than that” I said. “I know Brad has written him off, but I don’t want to.” Randy hugged me. We talked through it a little further; one jilted son to another. I felt a little better about the whole thing but knew it wasn’t going to be a happy reunion full of tears of joy and forgiveness. It would be a struggle, there would be conflict… but it was a necessary first step. The conversation turned lighter as we watched the kids playing with their cars and trucks on the hardwood floors. Eventually I was on floor playing with them as Kevin and Randy converted our spare bedroom into a nursery. They set up the portable crib for Scotty and threw Matty’s favorite blanket and stuffed animal on the double bed.

It was almost 5:00 and everyone was home except Zach. All the guys had come to the second floor to hang out with our unexpected guests. Kev and Randy knew everyone but Brody (who they instantly fell in love with). Kev and I were in the kitchen prepping dinner like old times, Kevin and Brody were getting to know each other over a beer on the balcony, Max was reading a story to Scotty with Witchy curled up next to them on the couch (Brody begged Kevin and Randy not to tell Jeff about Witchy), and Max and Eric were laying on the floor playing cars and trucks with Matty when Zach finally came in through the back door.

“Damn it smells good in here, and I am fucking hungry” Zach shouted as he walked into the kitchen, dropped his gear on the floor and gave me a hug. Then he looked up and saw Kev.

“Hey, hey, watch your mouth, there’re kids in the living room” Kev said mockingly with a sly grin,

Zach did a double take, then almost yelled “Oh my god!!! What the hell are you doing here?” He embraced Kevin in a bro hug as Kev gave him the quick synopsis of their unannounced visit.

Then I added “I talked Kev and Randy into taking the night off and going to a hotel, the boys are staying here with us.” A huge smile came across Zach’s face as he ran to the living room to greet everyone else. Scotty was almost asleep when he saw Zach, he twisted and squirmed off Max’s lap and wrapped his arms around Zach’s knees until the hot jock reached down and scooped him up in his arms giving him a zerbit on his belly. Scotty was only a few months old the first time he met Zach, but he was instantly drawn to him. Whenever Zach was anywhere near him, he would reach out for him whether he was in his highchair, on the floor, or in someone else’s arms. He loved Zach (we had that in common), so did Matty. Zach was so happy to see everyone.

By 6:30 we had all eaten our fill of chili dogs and nachos and were spread out on the floor and piled on the couches watching Frozen with a fire roaring in the fireplace. Kev and Randy gave us their final instructions, then said their goodbyes and headed to the hotel for a much-needed break from their kids. They promised to come get us for breakfast, they also decided to stay for Zach’s game.

They were barely gone an hour when Matty fell asleep on my lap, and Scotty on Zach’s. We put the boys to bed and turned on the baby monitor Kev left for us. Before we left the room we just stopped and looked at those two beautiful boys sleeping.

“This is what you want isn’t it?” Zach asked.

“Not like tomorrow, but in the future, absolutely” I responded. “Does that scare you?”

“Only if you want it with someone else.” Zach said as he kissed my cheek.

“Abso-fucking-lutely not! I want all this with you. What about you?”

“Why do you think I work so hard at keeping my grades up, and practicing so much to keep my scholarship… I do it so that we can make our dreams come true together.” Zach said. It was sappy as hell, but I melted with every word. We were so young and didn’t talk a lot about ‘forever’ because we had three years of college left, plus we both wanted to go to grad school, a lot could happen before we were ready to settle down. But I loved hearing that he thought that way. I kissed him on the lips, just then we heard Max behind us.

“I came to make sure you got the kids down, they’re so damn cute” said the ginger as he walked over to look in Scotty’s crib. He had a distant look on his face as he looked down upon the sleeping baby. Something was on his mind, But he didn’t tell us what.

We all went back into the living room with the baby monitor in hand. I grabbed the remote and went to change the movie when Cam smacked my hand “No! We’re watching this” he said with determination. So… the six of us sat around the TV watching Frozen while the babies slept in the other room, it was the perfect fall night.

Kevin’s Perspective

We loved our kids more than anything, but damn we needed a break. We used to be wild and our sex life was amazing, but lately we were always so wiped out that sex was a rarity and I couldn’t remember the last time just the two of us went out.

“So, how about we check into the hotel then find a bar and go have a drink?” Randy said as he drove towards the hotel.

“That sounds fucking awesome” I said. “I can’t even remember that last time we went to a bar, or even just went out by ourselves.”

Then Randy turned to me, gave me that smile of his, his sparkling blue eyes pierced through me as he said, “and we are gonna fuck like rabbits tonight too.”I laughed and responded, “Hell yes, we are!” We had been together for over five years and in the beginning, we did everything from threesomes, to groups, we even tried bondage. Hell, most of our closest friends were sex partners before they were friends. When Randy and I first started dating we had agreed to try anything and not judge each other. In fact, our first sexual experience together was a threesome with our friend Alex. I met Alex at a bathhouse, he asked me out and we were making out in the hot tub on my patio when Randy walked in on us. I thought Randy was straight at the time. Alex asked him to join us and it escalated from there. We did some insane shit our first year together. Now, we were “Pop” and “Daddy” to two amazing little boys that we both loved more than life itself. We traded the wild life for the perfect life and had zero regrets. But hell, we needed a night to just let go, and thanks to Seth… this was the night.

We pulled up to the hotel and handed the rented SUV over to the valet. The bellhop brought our bags into the lobby while we checked in. The hotel was old and elegant, an icon of downtown Milwaukee. Once we had our keys the bellhop escorted us to our suite. The one thing about being in the hotel business is that it usually just took or two to get the best room in the house, in this case it took one text and we were booked into The Presidential Suite. When we got inside, Randy handed the obviously gay bellhop a twenty and asked, “Where can a couple of old queens get a drink around here?” The bellhop laughed, told us we weren’t old, paid us a few compliments, and then walked to the window and pointed out a couple of options. The best one being right across the street. We unpacked quickly and then went across the street to have a drink. The bar was quaint with a mixed gay crowd. We sat at a small table and ordered a couple of cocktails. God, it felt good to just sit down and talk for the hell of it. We weren’t discussing business, or the kids, or the house, we were just talking like we used to, checking out guys, laughing, talking about nothing and everything all at once. We were enjoying the hell out of each other. We were so freaking perfect together.

I leaned over the table and Randy leaned into me, our faces were inches just apart “I have never wanted to fuck you more than I do right now” I whispered.

“What’s stopping you?” He asked with a devilish grin, “it sure as hell aint me” he said, then gave me a peck on the lips. Next, he downed the rest of his drink in one gulp, grabbed his winter coat off the back of the chair and said, “Time to fuck stud” then winked at me. I laughed so hard at the man who was the perfect husband and father basically begging me to fuck him. God, I loved that guy.

We paid the tab, left a tip, and ran out into the cold Wisconsin night, across the street and into the hotel lobby. We grabbed another drink from the hotel bar and went up to our room. Randy put the ‘Do Not Disturb’ sign on the door and locked it. He pushed me down on the bed and got on top of me, we were kissing passionately and pulling each other’s clothes off. Within minutes we were completely naked. Randy took his undershirt and wrapped it around my head like a blindfold then made his way down my sexually neglected body. He licked every inch of me… my neck, my nipples, my abs, my thighs, my ankles, my feet. He sucked each toe driving me into freaking oblivion, I loved it! It had been so, so long since the two of us could just focus on ourselves and be in the moment, and the blindfold was making everything more intense. Randy moved back up my body giving my hardening manhood one long lick from bottom to top as he moved all the way up and planted passionate kiss on my lips.

“Wait a minute” he whispered as he got off the bed. I couldn’t see anything through the makeshift blindfold but I heard him rustling through his bag. A moment later he was back on the bed. He grabbed both my wrists and wrapped something around them, the next thing I knew they were secured to the headboard, he quickly did the same to my ankles, securing them to the footboard as I protested. “Don’t fight it babe, just let me have my way” He said in a breathy, guttural tone of lust that I hadn’t heard in a while. I relaxed and smiled knowing that the man I loved was in charge. Once he had me secured and helpless, he went to work on my cock with his talented, warm mouth. He took my seven and a half inches down in one gulp, the head of my cock was nestled in his tight throat and his lips gently touched my tightening ball sac. He moved up, pulling off me slowly as he grabbed my shaft and used both his hand and mouth to pleasure me then he moved back down engulfing me fully again. Up and down, he moved stroking and sucking my shaft as he did, bringing me close to the edge. He sensed I was close and pulled off, Randy knew my body perfectly and instinctively knew how to give me maximum pleasure. He gave my shaft one last lick as he untied my ankles from the footboard and moved them over my head, tying them next to my wrists. “Randy, what the fuck? I can’t bend like that” I whined.

“Bull shit” He whispered, “Look at you, god you’re so fucking perfect” he said as I lie there with my hands and feet attached to the old headboard and my ass in the air completely exposed. I felt his hands on my ass as he parted my cheeks and exposed my hole to the cool air, it contracted out of reflex, opening for him. He didn’t waste the opportunity and inserted his tongue, pushing it deep inside me as we both moaned. He licked my ass crack, moving up my taint to my balls then all the way up the shaft to the tip of my cockhead engulfing me again. He coated my shaft with his slick saliva and then went back to work on my hole as his hand worked my cock, using his saliva as lubricant. He was awakening every nerve in my private area just like he used to before the kids came along, I was in pure ecstasy. I moaned my appreciation as his hand stroked my yearning manhood and his tongue performed miracles on my hole. The restraints on my ankles and wrists were starting to hurt but the pleasure way outweighed any pain. “You want me to fuck you” he said as more of a statement than a question in that sexy voice of his.

“Hell yeah, fuck me.” I said as I lie there helplessly wanting to feel him in me more than anything. I had every intention of fucking him that night, but there I was tied to the headboard with my ass in the air and wanting him more than ever. He moved up; I heard a ‘click’ then felt a cool sensation on my hole. He must’ve pulled a bottle of lube out when was rummaging through his bag. He used his finger to lube me, exploring my hole with one digit, then two, then three. Oh, my fucking god it had been so long since my hole had this much attention. He lovingly and instinctively opened me up, twisting and turning his fingers perfectly.

He withdrew his fingers leaving me empty, but the felling was short lived as he stood up on the bed and mounted my exposed ass. I could hear him lubing up his cock, then I felt his slick tool rub up and down my ass crack gently touching my pucker as it passed. Each time it made contact my hole would expand and contract in anticipation. I wanted him so badly, but with my hands and feet tied to the headboard, all I could do was beg. “Please fuck me” I almost whined in desperation. I wanted him. I needed him. He leaned in and kissed me tenderly on the lips as his big, perfect member breached my hole and moved steadily forward into the depths of my bowels. Oh. My. Fucking. God! It was so amazing; I couldn’t believe that I had forgotten how incredible this man could make me feel. He pulled out slowly then thrust back in again and again making me literally scream in pleasure. My neck was bent, my back was sore, my ankles and wrists burned under the restraints but I was loving every fucking second of it. “Harder” I yelled, “HARDER!”

Randy pulled in and kissed me hard as he pumped in and out “beg me” He whispered into our kiss with an evil snicker, I could feel his smile as he spoke.

“Please fuck me, baby. Please fuck me hard” I wailed. Randy didn’t disappoint. He never did. He thrust harder and faster, his long strokes became shorter and quicker until he slammed into me and held himself there shooting spurt after spurt of his hot spunk into me. He kept fucking me, using his cum as lubricant, it felt amazing. He pulled out suddenly and sucked my cock, bending it back so he could suck from above while I was still fastened to the bed. I shot deep down his throat within seconds. I felt every shot burst out of me with an intensity I hadn’t felt in years, it was fucking awesome. I was still tied up, heaving, and sweating and in a state of total euphoria. Randy finally took off the blindfold and untied me.

“What the hell did you tie me up with? I asked.

“We’ll have to iron our ties before we go to church with my mom on Sunday.” Randy said with a devilish snicker. I laughed at that.

We caught our breath, cleaned up and then went back to the bar across the street to have another drink, just because we could. We’d been in baby jail for three years and nights out were rare. We just sat there drinking, enjoying each other’s company, and checking out the cute guys. We got hit on a few times and it felt good, we both kind of forgot that what that was like… lol. We’d been so focus on being parents that we had lost our sexual side and it was fucking great to rediscover it, we both vowed to keep it alive. We went back to the hotel room and I made love to Randy, this time slowly, with me on top. It was a wonderful night and we were so grateful to Seth and Zach for giving us a much-needed break.

I woke up to Randy giving me a blow job and asked, “Why the hell don’t we doi this every damn night.”

He pulled off my cock, reached for his phone and showed me a pic that Seth had sent of the boys eating Cheerios in their pajamas. “This is why” he said laughing.

“Oh yeah…” I mumbled, then added, “worth it” and kissed my husband. We took a leisurely shower together exploring each other from head to toe, got dressed, packed up and headed over to Seth’s place. Randy called his mom to let her know we would be there in the afternoon after Zach’s game.

When we got to the second floor flat, we were attacked by our two little rug rats. They were deliriously happy to see us and Matty couldn’t wait to tell us everything. He was almost three and talked like crazy but you could only understand about half of it, and Scotty loved to babble. At just a little over a year old, he was doing his damnedest to talk. It seemed that Matty understood his every word and tried to translate for him. Our two boys were inseparable and I loved that fact. Just like me and my brother Scotty.

“How’d it go last night?” I asked Seth.

“Awesome, they were perfect.”

“You guys are just in time, I gotta head out to the field. See you in the stands!” Zach yelled as he headed to the front door. “Oh, my parents are coming to the game, they can’t wait to meet you” he added before bounding down the steps and off to his game. Damn, Seth found himself a keeper.

“Let’s get some real breakfast” I said to Seth as Randy and I got the boys into their winter coats. We went over to Ma Fischer’s; I hadn’t been there in over a decade. It brought back so many memories… I had loved my time in Milwaukee, and although Randy and I didn’t get together until like a decade later, this is where we first met, just across the street from where Seth was now living. Seth and Zach were the next generation and I admired how out and proud they are at their age, hell I didn’t come out until I was thirty. I was so glad that we decided to stop and visit.

After our bellies were filled with comfort food, we went over to the stadium to watch Zach’s game. Zach’s parents Kelly and Nathan met us at the entrance and we all introduced ourselves. We had met on a Skype call when Seth and Zach first started dating last year. Kelly and Nathan Hall were a beautiful couple, only about five or so years older than Randy and me. If Nathan Hall was any indication of what Zach would look like at forty… his future looked bright. We all sat together watching the game and getting along incredibly. Scotty spent most of the game on Kelly’s lap, and Matty Spent most of the game on Seth’s shoulders screaming Zach’s name. Zach was amazing! He moved with grace and purpose and owned that field. At one point he was moving in for the goal and Matty started chanting “Go Zach! Go Zach! Go Zach…” and the entire section started chanting along with him, god I love that little guy.

After the game, Zach came out to see us, still in full uniform. Scotty was in Kelly’s arms wriggling and squirming trying to get to his best buddy Zach. Kelly finally handed him over to Zach. Seth was standing next to him with Matty perched on his shoulders, Kelly looked at them and went nuts! Something about seeing her son with the man he loved, holding two babies just hit a chord with her. She pulled out her phone and took a million pics of the four of them. It seemed as though something clicked with her. It’s as if she saw the future that could be for her son and it excited her. Nathan just looked on with smile on his face.

I am so glad we took a detour on the way to visit my mother-in-law.

To be continued… 

Author’s note: If you want to know more about Kevin and Randy, please read my first story Exploring My true Self. It tells the story of Kevin, a thirty-year-old Wisconsin boy who moves to Phoenix to explore his sexuality away from the prying eyes of his family and friends. His sexual awakening turns into a love story when he discovers that his old college acquaintance, Randy, is also gay and has been in love with him from afar for over a decade. Together, the two of them come out of the closet and build an incredible life together.