Coming Home

Now that I didn’t have to sneak around as much, I’d been staying at Andrew’s pretty much every night, falling asleep in the warmth of his hairy chest. I made sure to pay back his kindness in letting me stay over by giving him a blowjob each morning while he enjoyed his coffee in bed. Nothing was hotter than him reading the news on his phone while I was having my nose tickled by his thick bush as I went down on him, desperately trying to pull his attention away from what he was reading. I was usually successful, as Andrew couldn’t stand to see me enjoying a nice load in the morning and him not getting his own share.

However, it was finally the weekend and I was so fucking excited for my first date with Andrew. I wasn’t able to see him for the past two days as he’d been super busy with work and I was helping more around the house now that my mom had been picking up extra shifts too. I grabbed my duffle bag and headed upstairs to Andrew, jumping up the steps two at a time in my excited haste.

He’d actually given me the spare key to his apartment to use whenever I felt like, another big step for us, but I hadn’t used it too much considering I was usually only over to see him. I figured today might as well be a good time to start. I walked in and didn’t see him immediately, so I put my bag down and headed deeper inside. Moving closer to the bedroom, I heard the shower running and could see the door was slightly cracked. Afraid I might scare him and make him slip, I didn’t shout out and through an act of sheer willpower, managed to avoid sneaking in and watching him run his soap covered hands across the hairy expanse of his body. There’d be plenty of time for that at the hotel.

A few minutes later, I heard him step out and start changing, so I gave a holler to let him know I was in the living room. “Hey sir, hope you’re ready for today!”

He walked out, wearing just a pair of tight, white briefs that were straining against the ample package he presented. These were clearly a well-loved pair, as the fabric seemed a bit more sheer from constant use, and I could see the dark outlines of his thick, black pubic hair even through the underwear. The chest hair he had thinned out a few weeks ago had grown back over these last weeks and he had kept it, even after he told me that the grey patch in the middle made him feel insecure. However, after I gave his chest the attention it deserved, he seemed to stop that train of thought and enjoyed how much I loved to run my hands over it whenever we were together.

“Holy fuck, if we didn’t have to get on the road soon, I’d make you model those briefs even more for me. I could always use some more pictures of you in my phone.”

“I mean, no one’s stopping you right now, are they,” he said, giving me a little grin before moving his arms into a stereotypical weightlifting pose. He cocked an eyebrow at me and I quickly fumbled for the phone in my pocket and graciously took a handful of pictures I’d be sure to inspect later.

“Just give me a few more minutes, gotta pack up some extra clothes. It would be a whole lot easier if you told me where we were going though, so I could be prepared…” he said, trying to subtly probe me for more information as he went back into his room.

“No can do, sir. Just bring something you’re comfortable in. I might have also bought you something for our little outing tomorrow, but I’ll show you those later tonight,” I said, following him back. “Oh, by the way, thanks for paying for the hotel. I wanted to make tomorrow special, but I couldn’t afford everything. Just know I’ll help pay it back when I eventually get a job.”

“Really sport, it’s no big deal. I make plenty of money and if I can spend it doing things with the guy I love, I will, every damn time. Even if he won’t tell me everything,” he said, as he lunged forward and began to tickle me slightly. I quickly recovered and shot back, “Do that again and I’ll have to blindfold you to make you really wonder where we’re going, now get packin’ stud. We’ve got a bit of a drive ahead of us.”

It didn’t take long before we set out on the highway. We’d decided to take his SUV, a nice luxury model that was exponentially better for long trips than my beat-up old sedan I’d had since high school. I could tell he was still trying to piece together what I had in store for him, and it didn’t help that we kept passing signs that pointed out the remaining miles till we reach the only major city east of Perry. I’d been to Atlanta a few times before, as we used to make the trek for a vacation every once in a while, but it was about a five-hour drive from home.

We arrived in the city by midafternoon and I was trying to find the hotel I’d book for us, when Andrew told me to take the next right, heading deeper into the downtown area. I snapped my head in his direction and could see he had a bit of a sheepish smile on his face, as I gave a joking glare in his direction.

“Okay fine, I knew about the hotel and while it was really sweet to try and surprise me, I went ahead and called a buddy of mine in the city. He, uh, may have been able to get us a bit of an upgrade over the Holiday Inn,” he said.

I was about to chew him out a bit for spoiling part of the surprise, but we rounded the corner and I could see the hotel he now pointed out to me. It was a stately looking, white brick building, clearly one of the older buildings on the city block. While it was a bit shorter than the high rises around it, it clearly stood out as a place of luxury with the attendants standing outside, the numerous flags waving over the front entrance, and the fact that there were currently two limousines pulling up right in front of me.

“Ok, yeah, that’s fair. But shit, sir, this is way too nice. I don’t need anything fancy, I just wanted a place to get away and be with you for a bit.”

“And we will kiddo, but trust me, you’re gonna enjoy some of the finer things in life when I feel like treating you, okay? I don’t expect you to pay me back, ever,” he said, reaching over the center console to place his hand on mine. “Now, why don’t we go up to our room and relax before we go get some dinner. My treat.”

I didn’t wanna be ungrateful, so I agreed and after the valet drove away with Andrew’s car and another bellhop grabbed our luggage from us, we walked up to check in. I wasn’t paying too much attention as he spoke with the concierge, just taking in the immaculate, brightly lit lobby that was decorated in all sorts of delicate antiques when I heard something that drew me back in.

“Well Mr. and Mr. Macmillan, I do hope you enjoy your stay here with us and let me just say congratulations to the two of you. We made sure you had everything you requested for the honeymoon suite,” the woman said, an honest smile stretched across her face as she slid Andrew the keys to the room.

I gave a slightly confused smile back and just let Andrew lead me further into the hotel before he turned and laughed a bit. “Ugh, that asshole. So, I’ve been trying to open up a bit more with people and I told my good friend Hank about us. He’s the guy who helped me pull this off, but I guess he wanted to mess with me a bit more. Sorry if that embarrassed you bud.”

“Bud? Is that anyway to talk to your husband, Mr. Macmillan,” I said, wrapping my arm around his and gently leaning my head against his shoulder as we waited for the elevator. He just laughed even more, but I couldn’t conceal the bright smile I had on my face now that I knew he’d told someone else we were dating.

It didn’t take long for us to make our way down the top floor hallway and as we entered our suite, all I could say was, “Damn, can I be friends with Hank too?”

The room was amazing, with a large living room set up similarly to Andrew’s back home, with a large tv hung on the wall surrounded by comfortable seating. There was a full kitchen and dining room attached as well, and on the counter sat a large, gift basket decorated with pink and red hearts, as well as a cluster of curled ribbons. Leading from the front door, past the living room, and into what I assumed was the bedroom was a pile of rose petals laid out like a red carpet.

I walked over to the basket and saw the handwritten card sticking out of the top and opened it, playing a game of keep away with Andrew as he tried to snatch it from my hands. I began reading aloud as he chased me through the living room.

To Andrew, I know you said not to go overboard, but I figured you’d thank me later. There’s champaign chilling in the wine cooler and plenty of treats in the fridge that I’m sure you and Charlie can enjoy together. Where you chose to enjoy them is up to you, but whenever I’m trying to woo an amazing woman, I know she prefers them in the bathroom jacuzzi. A word of advice: don’t let this one get away. I haven’t seen you this happy in a long time and I’d hate for you to ruin it, when I’ve stacked the deck in your favor. Next time, try to visit when I’m actually in town, cause I’d sure like to meet the man who finally got my best friend back to normal.

-Hank

I was no longer being chased and I felt bad for reading the note now that I realized just how personal it was. Andrew was hovering behind me and I turned to apologize, but he just looked at me with a slightly sad look in his eyes.

“He’s right ya know. After Lucy left me, it was really hard to get out and wanna do anything, especially since a lot of our friends were couples. I guess she’d been recruiting them to her side or something cause a lot of my friends weren’t around after that. I thought moving to a new place might snap me out of that funk, but honestly, I think it would have just been more of the same till you showed up,” he said, reaching out and putting his arms around my neck, pulling me in close. “I’ll never forget that first day when you helped me at the apartment. You were saying all those nice things about me after I’d told you how Lucy left me and it was the first time someone had shown any interest in a long time.” He paused for a moment, gathering his breath with a bit of a stutter. “I don’t think I ever told you, but I kept playing that moment over in my head for days, not really sure what it meant, but just grateful to have someone who saw something worthwhile in me. Kiddo, I don’t think you realize just how much it is you changed my life,” he said. There was a faint mist in his eyes and I leaned forward as the first tear fell.

“Sir, I don’t think you realize how much you’ve changed mine either. I’ve never been in love before, but with you, everything feels right. It took me a while to notice, but nothing had ever really felt right when I was with anyone else. But you? You brought out something in me that I hadn’t even realized I was missing. I love you so much Andrew, and I hope that I can show you just how much every single day.” I felt tears of my own fall a little as I spoke.

“Now, how about we take Hank’s advice as try out that jacuzzi, huh? Then we can relax a bit before you take me to a wonderful dinner where I get to show off the hottest man alive to the rest of Atlanta. Sound good?” We both gave a bit of a chuckle, wiping away our tears.

“Sounds wonderful, sport,” he said, as he led me back to the bedroom for a few hours of relaxation before we left for the night.

***

I woke up the next morning, tangled in the silky sheets with Mr. Macmillan, his morning wood pressed up against my thigh as I felt his arms still wrapped tightly around me in a loving embrace. We’d spent a night on the town, sharing drinks over dinner at one of the finest restaurants in the city for hours. It felt nice to be able to show some affection in public. Nothing too crazy, but it was the first time we’d ever even held hands together in front of others. I rolled over with a smile on my face before I gently shook Andrew awake.

“Mmm, kid, why you gotta do that to me? I was just having the nicest dream,” he opened his eyes blearily and looked at me. “In fact, you were there, well at least this part of you was,” he said, snaking his hand underneath me and giving my left cheek a squeeze.

“Uh uh, there’s time for that later, but now, I gotta get you dressed for today’s main event. Go, get in the shower and I’ll finally tell you where we’re going. Deal?”

He gave a joking growl before responding, “Aye aye, sir.”

While I heard the water running, I made my way to my duffel bag and pulled out the clothes I’d brought for the two of us to wear today. I wasn’t sure about my plan exactly, but still, I think he’d appreciate the effort at least. A few minutes later, he exited the steam filled bathroom and eyed what I’d laid out for us. There were two sets of identical uniforms of black and red, trimmed with gold. The uniforms of the Atlanta United, the only major soccer team near our town sat in front of us, complete with the tight-fitting shorts and jerseys that originally made me fall in love with the sport. I also made sure that I brought a big enough jockstrap to cover up Andrew’s respectable package and a smaller one for me, both made of the traditional thick band and creamy white color.

I was afraid I might have gone a bit overboard, but the swelling bulge underneath his towel told me I had gotten it right. “Okay sir, here’s the deal. My roommate from college actually got recruited to play for Atlanta and so I called him up and asked if he could get us tickets to today’s game. He really went above and beyond. He gave me these sweet uniforms and got us tickets super close to the action and told me we could actually meet some of the team if we want to. I remembered you said you hadn’t been to a real game since you’d been back to Scotland and I thought this might be a cool thing, so I…”

I was quickly interrupted by Andrew as he rushed forward and gave me a deep kiss. I felt the towel drop away and could feel his hard cock on my stomach as he embraced me further before gently pulling away. I expected a smile at least, but my face fell a bit as I saw he actually had tears in his eyes. I was reaching up to wipe them away in concern when he grabbed my hand and held it to his face and smiled.

“Kiddo, no one has ever thought to do something this nice for me in a long, long time. It’s perfect,” he said, before turning to look at the clothes on the bed once more. He chuckled a bit before wiping the tears away. “The only problem I could foresee is us not making it to the game once I see you in this,” he said, reaching down and grabbing the jockstrap on top of my pile.

“Oh, believe me sir, that was intentional. And I plan on giving you a lot better of a show than whatever the United has got planned for today, but that will come after. For now, I really just wanna go and enjoy being next to you and watching you have a great time.”

We got everything put on, and thank god for whoever invented the jockstrap. I swear, I just wanted to go to my knees and push my face deep inside Andrew’s hairy ass, as it was perfectly framed and supported by the thick bands of the jockstrap. But we didn’t have time for that, so I soldiered on. Besides, I knew that I would be on my knees before too long. So, we set out for the stadium and whatever awaited us there.