Simply Red

Seth’s Perspective

 I was bummed that we were missing Thanksgiving in Phoenix, I LOVED spending the holiday with my brothers and our ‘Village.’  But at least I’d get to see my family at Christmas in Wisconsin. But our plan to go to the Hall’s house was great too, I was excited to see Zach’s family… well everyone except his mom. Don’t get me wrong, I loved her, but she was driving me nuts with wedding stuff! Zach and I wanted something small and personal but she was bound and determined to make this the social event of the season. Her heart was in the right place, but honestly the wedding wasn’t half as important to us as the marriage was. We just wanted to be together and didn’t need a fancy social event to celebrate it, hell we were good with just the two of us and the Justice Of The Peace… we had talked about just eloping several times, but we knew it would break his mother’s heart. But since Zach never told his parents we were coming, they made other plans and we wouldn’t see them until Christmas, so I wasn’t going to see her anyway.

 We had resolved to the fact that we’d be spending Thanksgiving in St Louis… that wasn’t so bad. We loved it there, besides Chip and Alec (our landlords and friends of Scotty’s) invited us to join them and their families for the holiday. But when Gina saw me post on Facebook that our plans had changed, she called me and talked us into road tripping to North Carolina to surprise Max. I’m so damn glad we did it! Oh my god, I loved it there!!! Max and Brody lived in the middle of Bumbafuck (to quote Cam) on a cute little… well, I guess you’d call it a hobby farm. They had gardens, fruit trees, a dog, and a goat who had become my favorite internet addiction. And the house was cute as hell, they did an amazing job rehabbing it and the outside was like a painted lady, Brody had a natural talent for design and color.

I was so happy that Max found Brody. He had struggled in a relationship with Eric back in the day when Eric still identified as pansexual and cheated with his ex-girlfriend over Christmas break our freshman year (Eric has long since come out as full-on gay). Then Cam came along and the three of them were a throuple for a while. I’m sorry, I loved all three of those guys but I never quite got the whole throuple thing. But I had to admit, all three of them grew while they were together, and it gave Cam the confidence and strength he needed to get through an extremely rough time; so, who the hell was I to judge? 

Anyway, I hadn’t seen Max and Brody since their wedding over a month ago, so we let Gina talk us into surprising them. We let Brody in on the surprise because I didn’t just want to show up at their house and say, ‘hey we’re staying with you for the weekend… hope we didn’t screw up your plans.’ When I called Brody about it, he was over the top excited. He said Max had a rough patch when one of the parents had a problem with him being gay and had been in a little bit of funk. Brody thought it was an awesome idea for us to visit. We showed up at Max and Brody’s Wednesday night with Gina and Dylan, unannounced. Max had no clue we were coming and was blown away! He and I stayed up all night long just hanging out in the barn with the animals drinking and talking about… well EVERYTHING! Our new life, their new life, work, school, all our friends. It was like old times at the duplex when Max would come upstairs and we’d just talk. Except this time, we were joined by Zoey and Jimmy… they were so damn cute.

That night after Max and I were talked out, I slipped into bed with a sleeping Zach and I was so damn pumped up with adrenaline and horny as hell… probably from all the fresh air, or maybe just being away from my hectic life. Whatever the reason, I was raring to go. Zach and I had been together for over four years, and still so damn hot for each other… hell… look at him! He was the hottest man I had ever met; the blond, small town jock that everyone loved. He had always had an athletic body but had gained a little more muscle since we met. Women and other guys were always checking him out. When I walked into the bedroom, he was fast asleep on top of the covers wearing just his boxers. His chest was shaved smooth, and the little blonde hairs on his legs glistened in the little moonlight that seeped past the blinds. Damn, I couldn’t resist him.

His boxers were easy enough to get past, I just pulled them down and out popped his warm, girthy cock. It was soft and I gave it a lick from base to the head stopping at his pubes to take a whiff of his musk. I swear got addicted to his scent the first time we had sex. His smell was amazing to me, clean and dirty at the same time. Like the remnants of soap mixed with his natural musk… there wasn’t another scent that compared with it and I couldn’t get enough. I kissed his balls then moved my way up to his cockhead, his abs, his nipples, his neck, and finally his lips. His eyes popped opened as he sleepily asked, “what are you doing?” with the cutest smile on his lips. I kissed him again, I’m sure he smelled the alcohol on my breath.

“You’re drunk, baby” he said with a chuckle and an evil grin, “and obviously horned up.”

“I am” I said then kissed him again, “It’s been like over a week since we… you know… did anything” I said in a whimpering/begging tone as I pouted and batted my eyelashes.

 “Well, we’ve both been working our asses off with school, and our jobs, and our activism….” Zach said before I put my finger on his lips to shush him.

 “We’re away from all that” I whispered, slurring my words just a little. “It’s just you and me. Here in a bed. In the dark. Alone.” As I whispered my words, my lips just inches from his and our eyes locked, I kneaded his cock and felt it grow in my hand. Its heat got me more and more excited as I stroked him to full hardness. Zach was awake now and as into it as I was. Although our sex had been a little boring lately because of our hectic schedules, the passion came back in an instant and we were all over each other. He pushed his hot piece into my hand and humped it as we kissed hotly, god I loved that guy so much and it had been a while since we made love.

I rolled onto my back and Zach rolled on top of me, we explored each other’s bodies as we made out. Soon Zach was kissing and licking his way down my body until his lips found my manhood. He started licking it from top to bottom, and then moved down even lower. I pulled my legs back to my chest as he licked my tight, pink, hole. His warm tongue felt amazing as it darted in and out opening me up. An involuntary moan escaped my lips. Eventually he went back to licking every inch of my rigid manhood. His tongue swirled around my shaft as it moved deeper into his mouth. Finally, my cockhead came to rest in his throat, he swallowed, clenching his throat muscles around me… gripping me tight. God, it felt amazing! I put my hand on the back of his head and held it there, just enjoying the warm, wet, heat of my fiancé as he worked my cock with his mouth. I was so close to cumming, I had a little bit of whiskey dick from drinking all night but Zach had me so hot and bothered that I powered right through it and was hard as a rock. After several minutes of bringing me to the edge, he flipped around and straddled my face, pushing his manhood past my lips and sinking it into my throat. My hands found his perfect, soccer built ass and I pulled him as deep as I could until I engulfed every damn inch of him. I choked and sputtered on his hard cock while my nostrils took in more of his scent. I was totally lost in him and never wanted it to end. ‘This. THIS was how it was meant to be every time’ I thought to myself. We were both so damn busy with school, work, politics, and getting settled into our new city that something had to give… unfortunately it had been our sex life, but all that changed right then and there. There was nothing in the world except the two of us, just how it used to be, and we both reveled in it.

Zach flipped around so we were face to face, kissing again. Our kiss was loving and passionate, we morphed from lust-filled sex to love making and it felt like a rebirth of our sex life. In the city, life had gotten in the way, but out here in the middle of freaking nowhere, it was just the two of us in the darkness. I could feel Zach lining himself up with my yearning hole as we kissed and reconnected. His dick was wet from my saliva, and my hole slick from his, but that was the only lube he used as he pushed his way in. With a lot of force and persistence his cockhead breached my tight, recently neglected hole. I gasped and let out a painful groan stopping Zach’s pursuit. “Are you okay?” He asked in a whisper, his lips almost touching mine.

“Gimme a second” I said, wanting this more than anything. I sucked air in through my teeth, then exhaled and said “Okay, push further.’ He moved forward; his eyes locked with mine as he did, watching me to make sure I was okay. The pain became pleasure as he steadily moved into my channel and it must’ve shown on my face because Zach gave me a huge smile as he started to pull out of me, then push back in. Slowly at first, but steadily increasing his speed and force. The harder he pumped, the more I begged, “Take me, Zach. God, I love you so much” I grunted out as he pushed in and pulled out, making love to me. The smile on his face lit up my freaking world. He loved me as much as I loved him and our connection made the sex a million times better than it could ever be with anyone else. 

His thrusts became faster and harder, he was on a mission. My cock had never been harder than it was at that moment, the skin on my shaft was so tight that it felt like it was going to split. I could feel my orgasm building in my balls and working its way up through my shaft, then suddenly I felt the heat of my own cum hit my chin. Zach pulled away from our kiss when he realized what was happening. “Holy shit, you came without touching it” He said with a chuckle of disbelief. I hadn’t done that in a very long time and it was amazingly satisfying.

Zach’s hard member was still moving in and out of me, filling me with incredible pleasure. He donned a determined smile as we watched each other’s faces thoroughly enjoying our rekindled intimacy. He pumped in and out thrusting harder and harder until he finally yelled out in ecstasy “I’m cumming!” 

“Cum in me, baby. Breed me” I begged in ecstatic pleasure as Zach’s cock pulsated in my passage and filled me with his warm seed. He kept moaning, groaning, huffing, and puffing as he continued to pump in and out of me until his sweaty body finally collapsed on top of mine. We laid there with his body mass covering me and caught our breath, then he rolled off me and we spooned. We debated about going to the bathroom to clean up, but neither one of us wanted to risk running into Max or Brody, so we slept in our own, wonderful filth. 

Thanksgiving Day I faught my hangover and got up early to help Max cook since I interrupted his cooking the night before. It was so much damn fun hanging out with him again, I hadn’t realized how much I missed all my friends and our little village in Milwaukee. Gina, her mother, and the rest of Brody’s family showed up for dinner. Oh my god, those people were so much fun. They just say what’s on their mind and give each other shit… they reminded me of my family. Gina’s mom is a bit more reserved and I think she was a little bit ‘fish out of water’ when she first met everyone. But after BA (Brody’s stepmom) pulled out the moonshine, she let her hair down and fit right in. BA was hilarious! She was loud, loving, and uninhibited. She was grilling me and Zach about our life, the wedding, and our future plans together. At one point she said “So, you’re gonna be a lawyer, and you’re gonna be a Dr.? You two are like the gay Huxtables.” She had us laughing all night long, and it was clear that she adored her family, including Max and Gina. Max was building a great life with his own little village. It was a fantastically unexpected Thanksgiving.

 Friday after Thanksgiving I woke up in Brody’s Grammaw’s bed wrapped in Zach’s arms. I loved that man! Our sex life had been kind of non-existent lately, I mean yeah, we had sex a couple of nights a week, but we were both so damn tired from grad school, our jobs, and everything else that it got a little mechanical and lackluster… reality can do that. But things seemed to be renewed out there in the country. We made love again Thanksgiving night after everyone went home and Max and Brody headed to bed. 

Like I said, it was Friday morning. I could hear Max’s goat Jimmy bleating out in the yard, so I pulled out from under Zach’s strong arms, and opened the blinds to see Zoey the puppy and Jimmy running around outside the barn. I went over to the bed and kissed Zach good morning before I pulled on my sweats and a Tee and went down to the kitchen. The coffee was in the pot waiting, and Seth was walking in the back door “Good morning sleeping beauty” He said as I poured myself a cup. 

“You’re up early” I retorted.

“Always. I had to take Zoey out and get Jimmy set for the day. Brody’s out in his studio painting” He said then added, “You guys’ sound like you had fun last night… again.”

I blushed and let out an embarrassed laugh and responded, “it must be the country air. Seriously, we’ve had more, passionate sex in the last two nights than we have in the last month

at home.” Max chuckled and then we talked about our sex lives for a while, I could tell Max anything and it felt good to let it out.

 “So, what are we doing today?” Max asked.

“Did you guys have plans? We just kind of showed up and bulldozed our way into your weekend. We don’t want to mess things up” I said. After all we showed up uninvited.

 “Best fucking surprise EVER!” Max laughed. “We were just going to hang out home, but I was thinking we could do some touristy stuff like the aquarium, or there’s this bizarre little locally owned zoo with alligators and stuff, there’s also a great tour at the movie studio.”

“Movie studio? What do they film here?” I asked.

“Hell, the list is huge! But shows like One Tree Hill, Dawson’s Creek, Flatch, and movies like Iron Man 3, Black Night, Tammy, they film a LOT of stuff here. I’ve seen camera crews several times in downtown Wilmington” Max said. “The tour’s kind of fun.”

“Okay, let’s do that” I chirped. “It sounds touristy!” We talked for a while about the tour and other things we could do… it had been a long time since we had gone out and I was in the mood to go dancing later. Max suggested we hit the dance club that the bus stopped at the night of their stag party. While we were planning our night out, Zach came bounding down the steps in just his boxers and a Tee. He was wide awake.

“Morning ladies… whatcha’ talking about?” He asked flashing that irresistible smile. 

“We’re planning our day” Max said as he poured Zach a cup of coffee. “You up for a movie studio tour and some dancing later on?” Zach was definitely on board and Max started telling him about all the movies they shot in North Carolina, etc. While we were talking Brody came in from his studio and headed to the coffee pot for a refill. He jumped in and added to Max’s narrative, he was talkative that morning and lit up when he talked about his hometown. God, he was cute! And he and Max were adorable together. The four of us got up, showered, and dressed then headed to The Waffle House for breakfast. It was like old times in Milwaukee when we used to all go to Ma Fischer’s for breakfast. We ended up Facetiming Cam and Elliot at breakfast… Cam was a little pissed that we didn’t invite him but got over it when Elliot made a comment about them spending the holiday with his family and that there was no way in hell he could’ve gone anyway. That’s the thing I loved about Elliot, he was a sweet, quiet guy, but he kept Cam grounded. Cam needed that. 

We had a great breakfast, then headed over to the movie studio. I was impressed! I had no idea this place even existed, and I recognized so many of the sets from the shows and movies that were filmed there. It was a great tour. We went from there to meet Gina, her mom, and Dylan for dinner. Dylan and Gina seemed so great together. Her mom was talking and laughing and seemed to be having an amazing time visiting with her daughter. She talked us into taking a walking ghost tour of the city after dinner. It was cold out, so we Gina’s mom insisted that we stopped at the local coffee shop and get hot chocolates. As soon as we left the shop, she pulled a small bottle of Peppermint Schnapps out of her purse and poured some into everyone’s cup before we met our tour guide. The tour only took about forty five minutes and was a lot of fun… I don’t know if it was the tour, the guide, or our group, but whatever it was I was glad we all went. Gina lived in Downtown Wilmington and the tour ended just a block from her place so we went back there for a night cap. It was a cute little loft, very big-city. We hung out for about an hour before we left Gina with her mother and Dylan, then headed out to the dance club.

 It was about 11:00 o’clock when we walked into the place, this was a late night for all four of us. We were responsible grown-ups now and usually fast asleep by 10PM. The music was thumping, the floor was vibrating, and the lights were flashing as we made our way to the bar. Max, Zach, and I did a shot. Brody had volunteered to be the designated driver since he wasn’t a big drinker, and he knew his way around the area better than any of us. 

The four of us ended up on the dance floor grinding up against our partners shamelessly. I had looked up for a second and my eyes caught a familiar figure across the dance floor. It was Darius! Darius and I had worked together for a few summers during college, Max had told me he had been dating someone he met at the wedding but I was still surprised to see him. I left Zach dancing by himself and ran over and threw my arms around the back of his neck. He turned around in surprise to see who had grabbed him. When he recognized me, he lifted me off the ground with a huge hug. I had met Tommy at the wedding, but I don’t think he recognized me as he leered at me, assuming I was moving in on his territory. By now my group had seen us and came over. The six of us got off the dance floor and found a table in a corner where we could talk… loudly. 

“You’re back again?” Max asked Darius.

The gentle giant looked over at Tommy with a shy smile then looked back at Max and said, “I never left.”

“WHAT?!” Max exclaimed with an amused smile. “The last time we saw you was like three weeks ago!”

“Well, I work virtually so I’ve just been staying at Tommy’s” Darius replied while the shy Tommy turned red as he tried to contain his mischievous smile. Darius worked for a PR firm that was based in Augusta. He mostly wrote press releases and managed on-line presence for their clients, so there wasn’t a lot of need for him to go into the office. Apparently, he went back for a meeting a couple of weeks ago, then swung by his place in Augusta to pick up more clothes… other than that, he and Tommy had basically been living together since the week after Max and Brody’s wedding.

“Oh my god!” Max yelled. “Why didn’t you tell us?” The answer was obvious… they were both shy as hell. Tommy did open up and told us that they spent Thanksgiving alone. Apparently, he had decided to come out to is parents and it didn’t go well, and the fact that Darius was mixed-race made things worse.

“My brother and Laurie are behind us 100%, but the rest of the family wants nothing to do with me” Tommy said with a weak, sad, half-smile, trying to power through a painful time.

“Why the hell didn’t you guys’ call?” Max asked with a little anger in his voice. “You could’ve joined us for Thanksgiving. Listen…” Max was yelling over the music trying to have a serious talk in the loud club. “You guys are always welcome at our place… if things don’t calm down by Christmas, let’s get together then… okay?” Tommy and Darius both nodded, and Max repeated his question, “OKAY?”

“Yes” the two shy men said quietly.

“Good!” Max exclaimed. “I am so damn happy for you guys. You’re good for each other.” Those words hit home with the pair. They both smiled brightly. My brothers and Zach’s family were all so accepting that I couldn’t imagine the hell those two were going through… Prejudice was alive and well.

We bid adieu to Tommy and Darius and went back to BroMax Farm. After a quickie, I passed out in Zach’s arms. Saturday, we spent the day working in the yard with Max while Brody painted something in his studio… he refused to let any of us see. That night Max and Brody invited everyone one over for game night, including Darius and Tommy. By the end of the night, we had all just gelled as a group. BA and Gina’s mom were best buds and I could see a glow in Gina that I had never seen before. My friends were all happy in the little, small town world they had created for themselves.

Our unexpected road trip turned out to be one of the best Thanksgivings ever. God, I had missed my friends.

 

To be continued…

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Hi All, I just wanted to apologize for the wait between chapters. I have had very little time to write lately, hopefully I can catch up over my short Holiday break. Thanks for hanging in there.