Patrick and his Straight best friend Cole

The Final Chapter

It’s been over 5 years since that trip to Fire Island, and Patrick and Cole never spoke or saw each other after that night. Patrick was so furious about it, he deleted Cole on all social media platforms, changed his number and he made his family and friends promise to never give Cole his new number. Maybe he did overreact like a bitchy queen, but the news on what Cole did, truly devastated him, it broke so many trust levels, bro code, that he simply couldn’t forgive him for it.

However, until a few months ago, Patrick was in a long-term serious relationship with Joey. After that trip, he ended up hanging out with Joey and it blossomed once they returned to the city. He and Joey dated for over four and a half years, the longest relationship he ever had. They even ended up moving in together after a year of dating.

Patrick’s life was going great, he got promoted twice in the past 5 years. His last promotion landed him a title of VP of finance for his job, which resulted in Patrick making close to six figures. Tim and Steven started a family and moved to boring ass Long Island. Jackson and Gabriel realized they belonged together and got married and purchased a townhouse in the West Village after they had their son two years ago. With his last promotion, Patrick also would purchase a nice townhouse in the West Village, where Joey moved in as well.

The group of friends after that summer, no longer went to Fire Island. They would, however, pull their money together and purchase a beautiful 4-bedroom house in the Hamptons. They would rent out the house whenever they didn’t want to use it. Joey and Patrick would spend every summer traveling the world. Countries and cities like Spain to visit his sister, Prague, Singapore, Brazil, South Africa, and even South Korea to visit his brother three years ago when he and his wife had their 3rd child. Patrick didn’t talk to his brother prior to the trip but did eventually patch everything up when he went to visit him. However, after four years of dating Joey, things started to fall apart. Patrick was having baby fever when his crew started to have kids. However, from the beginning of their relationship, Joey informed Patrick he had no desire to have children, and this caused friction in their relationship. Along with Patrick's long work hours, they eventually broke up, but stayed close friends.

It was an early Sunday morning and Patrick was balls deep in some twink, he picked up at the restaurant, who served him the night before. While Patrick was fucking this twink, he was getting pounded by Angel (the dancer from Fire Island and yes, they stayed friends). Patrick was enjoying his threesome.

“Oh fuck!" Patrick moaned as he watched the tip of his cock stretch this 20-year-old hole.

"Fuck yea!" Angel moaned as he watched and felt his tip sink inside of Patrick, as he could feel the surge of precum leaking inside of him.

Patrick had his arms wrapped around the kid, jerking his cock, while fucking him. Meanwhile, Angel had his arms around Patrick, biting and kissing his neck while fucking him. After a 2-hour fuck fest, Patrick felt the stream explode out of Angel’s cock inside his hole, which resulted in him exploding inside the kid’s hole. They all collapsed on the bed, their sweat covering their bodies and Patrick told Angel, "Thanks for the great fuck," as his cum covered his insides.

The three kept kissing harder, as they laid holding each other basking in what they had just shared. After a few minutes, Angel got up and had to leave and Patrick told the twink to leave as well without getting his number. He was loving these random hookups, especially with Angel. Patrick would fall asleep for a few hours when the phone rang.

“Hey buddy, are you still in bed?” Gabriel was asking as he called Patrick. “Did I miss Sunday dinner, what time is it Gab?” A confused Patrick asked, while looking at his clock. “No, no, so I got a call from your sister, I don’t know if you care or not…but Cole’s grandmother just passed away. Her funeral is set for this coming Friday in New Jersey.” “Oh, thanks for telling me, I will see you later at dinner,” Patrick said as he hung up the phone.

Patrick knew Cole’s grandfather passed away a few years back, and recently heard his grandmother wasn’t doing well. He would hear things from his family or friends like Gabriel that kept in contact with Cole. Patrick just froze there in his bed and started to cry. He thought of Cole for the first time in a very long time and realized how much he missed him. However, the damage was done, and Patrick was way too stubborn, and pig-headed to reach out.

It was a crisp warm fall day in NYC, two months have passed since Patrick found out about Cole’s grandmother passing away. He was just leaving his office at One World Trade and was thinking about hitting up Angel for a quick fuck. However, he realized what today was, his older brother Brian’s birthday. Brian and Aiden were twins and he passed away on 9/11, he was in tower 2 when it collapsed, and they never found his body. He decided to walk over to the memorial, find his brother’s name and wish him happy birthday. As Patrick was approaching where his brother’s name was at the memorial, he just stood there and froze. Right there, in front of where his brother’s name, was Cole Russo! A shocked Patrick just stood there, paralyzed seeing his former best friend.

Snapping out of his daze, Patrick would slowly back up, trying to leave without Cole noticing. However, he would slip and fall backwards, slamming hard on the concrete floor. When Patrick opened his eyes, he noticed a large group of people and police officers surrounding him. Then, a familiar face would stick out their hand and offer to help him up, it was Cole. Confused and embarrassed, a police officer asked Patrick if he needed to go to the hospital. “No officer, I am ok, just a little embarrassed though,” Patrick told the officer. The crowd was starting to disburse, however Patrick thought he was dreaming, but wasn’t, Cole was still standing there, pulling him up.

“Cole is that you?” Patrick asked as he was getting off the floor.

“Hey buddy, long time no talk, how have you been?” Cole said while showcasing his awarding winning smile with those gorgeous dimples. They would find a place to sit, and Cole would tell Patrick, about why he was in the city.

“I am relocating from Atlanta to New York! My house in Atlanta has just sold and I was offered a new job with the NYC Google office.”

Cole would go on to say that with the help of his friend Eric (yes, that Eric from Fire Island. They stayed friends all this time and Cole even attended his wedding last year) helped get him a job at Google and he couldn’t refuse the offer. “So now I am in the city, looking for an apartment and I remember it was Brian’s birthday and wanted to give my respects to him.”

“What about Vanessa?” Patrick asked.

“We got divorced two years ago after she found a great girl that made her happy and I came out as a gay man.” Cole told Patrick

A shocked Patrick didn’t know about this information and said, “Good for you Cole, I am very happy for you.”

“Patty, let me walk you back home, I just want to make sure you’re ok,” Cole said while they were both getting up. He didn’t know if he had a concussion or just the presence of Cole, Patrick agreed on letting Cole walk him home. The walk home was very awkward, even though it takes Patrick normally 35 minutes to walk home, it felt like an eternity as they walked in total silence.

“Here” Patrick informed Cole, which spooked him since they were quiet the whole time. Throughout the whole walk to Patrick’s house, Cole was super excited to see him. He waited hours around the World Trade Center memorial, hoping to run into his former friend. Cole could have worked out of the Google office in Atlanta, but he picked NYC for a reason, as he was hoping to see Patrick and rekindle their friendship and maybe more.

The argument with Patrick over 5 years ago destroyed Cole. After returning to Atlanta, he told Vanessa everything. Cole started to develop a major drinking problem, as he was so confused about his sexuality and losing his friend. He went on a deep dark spiral, drinking, fighting with his wife, quitting his job, and became very anti-social. The lowest point of his life was a few months later when his grandfather passed away. However, from there, his life would turn around for the better. Eric, Gabriel, Jackson, Tim, and Steve would all fly down to Atlanta to have an “intervention”. From there, the group would become great friends and help get his life back on track.

Cole decided to take some classes to become a software engineer, would get a new job at a start-up, before being hired by Amazon and now, his dream job at Google. Cole started to work out again, taking care of his body and playing sports like softball on the gay men’s league of Atlanta. Vanessa and Cole would both comes to terms of their sexuality, and both realized they were attracted to the same sex. Both would still live in the same house, in different rooms until Vanessa would meet Carmen, the girl that would sweep her off her feet. Cole was very happy for them, but their lives were going in different directions, so they decided to sell their house and split the profits and go their separate ways.

“So, Cole, do you have any plans for tonight, if not, would you like to have dinner with me?” Patrick asked as he snapped out of his funk.

“Of course, I would love to have dinner with you!” A gleeful Cole responded.

Cole and Patrick would have dinner at one of Patrick’s favorite Italian restaurants in the Village. They would talk about their lives, work, and whatever else has happened to them in the last 5 years. In all honesty, it felt like the good old times and like they never stopped talking to one another.

“Dinner was great Patty, you really didn’t have to pay for it though,” Cole was saying, as they stood outside of the restaurant.

“Where are you staying Cole?” Patrick asked, as he didn’t want the night to end.

“I am crashing at Eric’s apartment in Hell’s Kitchen. Eric and his wife recently purchased a house in Jersey City and is letting me stay at his apartment, well actually he is trying to convince me to sublet it lol,” Cole said.

“Would you like to come over and have a glass of wine or something, the night is still young,” Patrick asked, since he didn’t want the night to end.

Cole agreed and they were walking back to the house, then out of nowhere, Patrick slid his hand into Cole’s, and they locked hands. Patrick felt sparks flying and for the first time in a very long time, he was seeing things clearly. All the bullshit that happened 5 years ago didn’t mean anything anymore to him. The love of his life was right next to him, holding his hand, walking down the streets of NYC.

“I am SO TRULY sorry Cole, for that night. I was a complete and utter asshole to you and to top it off, my Irish stubbornness pride got the best of me,” Patrick said and before Cole could respond, Patrick would slam Cole to a store front and start to make out with him.

“I love you Cole, you’re the love of my life! I want to take you back home and make love to you. I want you deep inside me, I want us to finally be together and to never let you go, EVER again,” Patrick said as he was deeply looking into Cole’s eyes and having their foreheads gently touch one another. Patrick simply didn’t care anymore, while continuing to make out with Cole.

Cole had his arms wrapped around Patrick and lifted one of his hands and with his thumb, gently wiping tears coming down Patrick’s face. Cole for the first time in a very long time, was happy. He had Patrick back in his life and the physical attraction between them was real and not a dream he has dreamt for years.

“I been waiting for years for you to say that Patty. I love you more than you know, you’re my soulmate, the love of my life, my best friend.” Cole said, as he started to cry and place his head on Patrick’s shoulder. “I been waiting a very long time for this, for our bodies to finally connect. It’s not about sex with you Patty, it’s about showing my love to you, the special bond you and I have.”

Patrick let go of Cole, grabbed his hand, and started to run back to his place. He couldn’t wait any longer, he wanted to be with Cole. Once they got to his house and passed the front door, Cole slammed Patrick to the wall and got on his knees and grabbed Patrick’s cock. Cole slowly started to rub his cock, as Patrick’s cock started to get hard in his pants and started to moan.

Patrick whispered, "Take it out," and Cole reached for Patrick’s pants and slowly undid them. Patrick’s pants slowly came down and his cock was bulging out of his Calvin Klein briefs. Cole started to moan as he was licking the fabric of Patrick’s underwear, before releasing Patrick’s cock into his hand. Patrick’s hand found itself on Cole’s hair and he played with it gently, while his other hand firm on Cole’s head.

“Kiss it!” Patrick was starting to become more demanding. Cole gently started to lick his shaft, balls, switching between long strokes with his tongue. Patrick’s moans started to get louder, as he was laying back.

"Suck it!" Patrick whimpered and was thrusting back with increasing his intensity, and slowly his hands wrapped around Cole’s head, and held him still as he fucked his throat aggressively. Patrick didn’t know what came over him, he usually is not a faster cummer, maybe it was because it was Cole, but suddenly, he took Cole’s head and shoved it down his cock, as he said, "Oh god, I am cumming!" Cole was moaning as he was swallowing every single drop of Patrick’s cum. Cole lifted himself up, licking slowly around his lips, the rest of Patrick’s cum.

“Hope you liked that Patty, now I am ready for the main course!” Cole would whisper seductively, biting his lower lip, into Patrick’s ear. Patrick tugged on Cole’s cock as they went to the bedroom. Patrick couldn’t keep the excitement to himself anymore, not only did Cole just give him a blowjob, but he was also about to get fucked by the most important person in the world to him. He felt like he was in a dream, a dream he would jerk off too many nights over the years. But truth, this dream was about to become a reality.

Patrick pushed Cole onto his bed and was looking at the most beautiful specimen he ever laid his eyes on. As Cole was taking off his clothes, Patrick realized that Cole had been working out. Gone is the little gut he had when he last saw him, now showcasing his ripped six pack abs, covered in trimmed chest hair. Cole now was just in his boxer brief trunks and Patrick told him to keep them on, as he was completely naked, with a massive boner pointing directly to Cole.

Patrick was licking his lips as he started to rub Cole’s feet, and then slowly was sucking and licking his toes, while starting to massage Cole’s cock through his underwear. Cole looked down and it was now poking through the side, throbbing, and leaking pre-cum. “Oh, babe,” Cole moaned in a way that drove Patrick crazy. Then Patrick started to lick the precum that had been leaking at the tip, all the while stirring seductively into his lovers’ eyes.

Cole grabbed the back of Patrick’s head with his right hand and pushed Patrick even further on him, as it was now or never if he was going to fuck Patrick’s brains out. This could make it or break it between these two, Cole was thinking to himself. Patrick, while looking dead in the eyes of Cole, lifted himself up and got between Cole's legs. “Cole, can you get the lube from my nightstand and hand it to me,” Patrick asked as he was ready. While Cole was getting the lube, Patrick was now stroking Cole's large, inflated cock and then applied lube and lubing his awaiting hungry hole.

Cole then started to finger Patrick’s hole, to stretch it out and get ready for his cock. He held his hard cock in one hand to keep it on target, his other on Patrick’s hip. Patrick felt his hole starting to open, as Cole’s cock head started to penetrate it. Patrick’s ass muscles started to tighten round the shaft of Cole's cock.

"You all right babe?" Cole asked. While trying to hold back the urge to immediately thrust his cock hard and deep into Patrick. "I am doing great, start pounding me," I said as I arched and pushed my ass back onto his rock-hard cock.

After a minute, Cole’s entire 9-inch cock had finally penetrated him all the way. Patrick could feel Cole’s pubes brushing against his ass cheeks. "That feels good babe, you like the feel of me inside you?" Cole asks as he starts to moan loudly.

"Holy fuckin hell, your hole is tight, fuck! my cock feels good in your wet and warm hole." Cole said, as he was now starting to moan like crazy from having his cock inside of me. Then suddenly, Cole flipped, with me now with my back resting on the bed and lifted my legs over his shoulders.

"Fuck yeah," I screamed in pure lust.

For the next 3 hours, Cole and Patrick had sex on the bed, the floor, the windowsill, even Patrick’s ottoman. The windows were all fogged up from all the love making they were doing, the room just smelled of pure, grade A sex. Their bodies were dripping in sweat, as Cole kept pounding Patrick’s ass, while his nails were digging deep into Cole’s back with the intensity of it all. Patrick was thinking to himself, this is the best sex, scratch that, love making his has ever experienced. He has never felt like this before and for sure, the neighbors were hearing everything that was happening in his bedroom.

"Fuck me," I screamed in passion. "Fuck me Cole"

"Oh, Patty, I’m not going to last long in this hole." Then suddenly…

"Mother fucker!" Cole cried as, not 1, not 4, not 7, but 11 shots of cum went blasting into Patrick.

“Holy shit!” Cole said as he collapsed onto Patrick, their sweaty bodies touching each other, as they were passionately kissing one another.

After Cole and Patrick made love, they laid in the soaked sheets in Patrick’s bed. Patrick asked Cole if he wanted to spend the night and of course we know the answer to that. “I am going to take a shower Cole; do you care to join me?” Patrick asked, while blowing kisses. Cole got up from the bed, slapped Patrick’s ass, and followed him into the bathroom.

“Patty, my love, I want you to fuck me, pop my cherry tonight!” Cole said, looking into his eyes, very innocently. Cole would go on to say, while he has topped many guys over the years, his ass was being reserved for Patrick’s cock.

Patrick turned on the water and they both got in. Patrick took the soap and started to wash Cole’s body, applying soap on his chest and back. Patrick started to massage Cole’s ass as their cocks were pressing firmly together. Cole reached down and started to stroke Patrick’s hard cock as they started to make out. Patrick slid his hands down and felt Cole’s hard, once again pre-leaking cock. They stood there making out and stroking each other. Patrick couldn’t believe this, after years of dreaming of this, it finally happened! He was with the man he was always meant to be with.

Patrick moved his hand behind Cole’s and started to massage his ass. He then started to slide his soapy hand down Cole’s crack and gently massaging his asshole. Cole turned around and slowly started to let Patrick slide his cock into the crack of his ass. Patrick kissed Cole’s neck and continued to stroke his dick. Patrick held onto his cock and moved it to Cole’s awaiting and hungry asshole.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" Patrick whispered into Cole’s ear.

"Yes." Barely getting the words out of his mouth. "Fuck my ass."

Patrick soaped up his cock and slid the bar of soap up and down Cole’s ass. His erect cock was now pointed straight into Cole’s hole, and he slowly started to push it in. The head of his cock was making its way into Cole’s awaiting hole. He started pushing a little harder and that's when the pain hit Cole and he cried out.

"Are you okay?" Patrick asked.

"Yeah, just go-slow Patty. Let me get used to it."

Patrick thrusted his cock in and out slowly, kissing and letting Cole know it’s going to be alright. After a few minutes of getting used to having a cock in his ass, the pain was starting to go away and being replaced with pleasure, that Cole never experienced before, and Cole begged Patrick to pound his ass.

"Oh yeah. Fuck my ass." Cole was now begging. Patrick sensing that Cole was starting to enjoy it, started to really pound his ass.

"God you're so fuckin tight." Patrick yelled at the top of his lungs.

"I want you to cum inside of me." Cole said.

Patrick grabbed Cole’s hips and kept pounding Cole’s once virgin hole. They were both grunting, moaning, while water from the shower was coming down their body’s. The tightness of Cole’s hole was too much for Patrick, as he belted out, he was about to cum. Cole started to clench his asshole and this sent Patrick over the edge. Patrick slammed his cock all the way into Cole and blasted 6 huge loads into the love of his life. This would then make Cole blast 4 to 5 thick creamy loads all over the tile of the shower wall. Patrick, worn out, laid his head on Cole’s shoulder, both huffing and puffing from the love making that they just experienced.

"I've been waiting years for this Patty, that was the most spectacular thing that has happened to me!”

"Hopefully it won't be the last because I love you."

"It wouldn't be Patty; I love you as well.”

It was a chilly morning and Patrick was sitting on the beach, watching the waves as the sun finally set in the sky. It was going to be a great and beautiful day in the Hamptons and Patrick couldn’t wait for today’s celebrations. Just then, Cole was walking from the house with two cups of coffee in his hands. He gave one to Patrick, along with a kiss on his forehead and sat next to him. Today was their 5th wedding anniversary and in a few hours, all their friends would come and celebrate it with them. Patrick slowly tilted his head and laid it on his husband’s shoulder.

After that night they first made love 6 years ago, they have been inseparable. They were now both 41 years old, both financially stable and simply loving life. Cole would kiss Patrick’s head and tell him, “I love mornings like this, just you and I and realizing how much I love you babe. You have made me the happiest person in the world!”

Just then, two little boys came screaming down the beach and ran into Cole’s and Patrick’s laps. They were their 3-year-old twin boys, one name Brian after Patrick’s late brother and the other named Nico, after Cole’s late father. “You little stinkers, did you guys want pancakes for breakfast?” Patrick asked his sons. After a few minutes of them all sitting there looking at the clear blue sky and waves, Cole got a text message.

The text message was showing the recent sonogram picture from their surrogate of their future baby daughter. Cole and Patrick just looked at each other and kissed. The boys giggled as they watched their fathers kissing and they all huddled around each other for a big hug. Patrick was the happiest he ever been, Cole was his husband and father of their children, his dream finally became his reality. He was no longer Patrick James McCoy, but now Patrick James Russo, Cole Nicholas Russo’s best friend and husband.