Exploring My True Self

I woke up Friday morning around 7:30, still spooning Randy. I was going to just lay in bed when I remembered I was still playing house mother to a bunch of frat boys. Time to get up and get the coffee brewing. I pulled on some shorts and a Tee-shirt and stumbled to the kitchen.

As I moved down the hallway I could smell coffee and bacon. When I walked in I was shocked to see all the guys up and making breakfast, I assumed they’d still be passed out from the night before. They all cheered “Bro-mo” when I walked in. Scotty was at the stove, Kenny and Ryan were working at the Island, Chip walked up and handed me a cup of black coffee. Randy heard all the noise and came walking into the kitchen in just his boxer briefs. The boys all cheered “Bro-mo-in-law!”

Randy laughed and asked, “Did you boys have fun last night?”

“I made out with some chick on the dance floor while Ryan was grinding on her friend,” Scotty bragged, “And Kenny got some action in the parking lot. Chip pussied out and Ubered home early.” They went on bragging about their conquests and bagging on poor Chip for leaving early. Little did they know he got more action than all of them combined.

“Hey Bro-mo, can we borrow your Jeep?” Scotty asked “We wanna go four-wheeling out in the desert today.”

“Yeah, we know some great trails out in Apache Junction, just don’t kill my baby.” I answered. After breakfast we went out to the driveway and took the top and the doors off the Wrangler to get it ready for their adventure. I drew them a couple maps of my favorite off-road trails. “Hey, leave me the keys to the Buru in case I need a car.” I yelled as they were jumping into the Jeep. Scotty threw me the keys and they drove off. I gotta admit the guys looked hot in the Jeep as they pulled out of the driveway. Shirts off and baseball caps on. That Jeep was a total babe-magnet and these guys filled it out nicely.

When the guys left I jumped in Scotty’s car and headed toward Randy’s mechanic with the windows open – it smelled like crap. Randy has a guy he’s been going to since he moved here, and he gave him a call to see if he could get the car in for an oil change and a tune-up, and have it detailed before the boys went back to Boulder. Tony told him to bring it over ASAP and he’d fit it in. Randy followed me there, so we could leave it and run some errands while Tony worked on it.

When we drove up Tony came out to meet us. He didn’t even say hello, he just started walking around the 15 year car assessing it “Paint and body look good, but these tires look like baloney slices! Where the hell’s the tread?” He laughed, “You need some new tires on this thing, I have some in stock that should work. I’ll give you a deal” he said and opened the hood. He pulled out the dipstick and said “This thing is almost empty…these guys were going to drive this back to Colorado like this? Crazy kids!”

“Give it whatever it needs Tony, tune it up, change the oil, put some decent tires on it, check the battery, it looks old, change it if you need to.” Randy said looking under the hood with Tony. He almost sounded like he knew what he was talking about, “I’m sure Scotty hasn’t done shit to it in years and us wanna make sure it gets them back to Colorado.”

“Got it.” Said Tony, I’ll text you the estimate

“Sounds good” Randy said as we headed back to his car and drove off. We decided to start our Christmas shopping early since we were going to see both families, we had a long list. After a couple of hours of hitting the malls and fighting the crowds we stopped at a little outdoor Café’ in Mesa for lunch and just kicked back. It had been a pretty crazy couple of days and it was nice to just sit down alone.

Tony texted the estimate, almost $1,800 all-in with taxes and the detailing. “Do it” Randy texted back without even asking me.

“Well, that crosses Whoops off my Christmas list.” I said

“He’ll appreciate it. Let’s pay for it out of the joint account” Randy suggested

“That’s a nice gesture, but you don’t have to do that, I got this. He’s my brother.” I said

“Let me do this with you. I never had a little brother.” He almost begged. “Plus it’ll impress your parents, that just leaves your sister to win over” He smiled.

“If you really want to, it’s your call.” I said. I was really touched that he wanted to be part of my family. This is a good guy, I thought to myself. After lunch we did a little more Christmas shopping, then hit the supermarket for the fourth time this week. By the time we checked out Tony sent a text letting us know the car was ready. So we headed over to Tony’s on the way home.

The car was parked in front of the gas station waiting for us when we pulled up. Tony came walking up to us “She looks pretty damn good for 15! Tuned up, new battery, new tires, new wipers, changed a couple of bulbs, and Danny and his guys did a great job cleaning her up. They even got rid of the smell. This old girl still has a lot of life left in her, it’ll get ‘em back to Colorado without a problem.” He spouted off as he walked around the shining little car.

“Damn, I hardly recognized it.” I said. Actually, it looked almost exactly like it did the day I bought it home for the first time over 10 years ago. My first car. I bought it from one of my dad’s coworkers. I scrimped and saved to buy that thing, and I was damn proud of it. I drove that beast for six years and then, after I was out of college and working for a couple of years, I bought my first brand new car… the Jeep. I gave the Buru to Scotty as his high school graduation gift. He loved it as much as I did. Damn there were some good memories in this old car and I was so happy I could afford to breathe new life into it. For once in my life I wasn’t counting pennies or worrying about money. I could do something nice for my brother without giving it a second thought. It felt like a milestone. A rite of passage. I felt like a grown-up.

We thanked Tony and slipped Danny $50 to give his guys for the extra work. “We found out what the smell was” Danny said. “Never tell us!” I shouted as we walked away.

We took the car home and backed it in so Whoops couldn’t miss it when he pulled up. After we put away the groceries and unloaded all our purchases, I poured us a couple of cocktails, we put on our swimsuits, blasted some 80’s music through the speaker on the patio, and hit the hot tub. We weren’t out there more than a couple of minutes when Ryan, Kenny and Chip came bounding through the French doors all hyped up over their trip to the desert.

“That was so awesome!” Ryan yelled as the came out to the hot tub to greet us “Thanks for letting us use your Jeep, that was so freaking cool!”

Kenny interrupted “Every chick on the freeway was staring and beeping at us as we drove by!” he said excitedly. The other guys jumped-in telling us all about their adventure. They were like a bunch of little kids at Christmas, talking over each other, cutting each other off, and laughing. They obviously had fun. They had stopped in the kitchen on the way in a grabbed themselves a few beers and within minutes were stripping down to their underwear and joining us in the hot tub.

“Where’s Whoops” I asked as the guys crowded into the tub with us? They all looked around and Chip said, “I think he’s still out front.” I pulled myself out of the tub, grabbed my towel, stepped into my sliders and walked out the gate to the front yard. The guys stayed in the back telling Randy everything while he sipped his cocktail, hanging on every word like a proud, patient father.

When I got to the front of the house I saw Whoops walking around his car, he was crouching by the front tire on the driver’s side and looked up when he heard the gate shut, “What the fuck did you do to my car?” He said with a look of disbelief on his face.

“All the shit you haven’t!” I jabbed “It needed some help before you took it on another road trip.”

“It looks brand fucking new! New tires?” He said putting his fingers into the deep tread

“… new battery, new wiper blades, new bulbs, oil change, all tuned up, a full gas tank… and he got rid of the dead rodent smell.” I said back joining him on his inspection of my first love.

He opened the door and took a whiff and smiled “Dude, I can’t pay for all this” Whoops said quietly.

“I can. Merry fucking Christmas from me and Randy”

“I can’t believe you guys. We totally crashed your Thanksgiving, ate all your food, drank all your booze, turned your house into a pig sty, stole your Jeep and you go and spend a fortune on me? You guys are the best fucking brothers ever.” He said then he came over and hugged me, he was actually tearing up “You know the only reason I came here is to check out Randy, and make sure he was good enough for my big brother.”

That caught me a little off guard, but he was being sincere “This was his idea you know, and he insisted on paying for half of it.” I said.

He smiled at me and replied, “He’s good enough.”

“Yup. He is.” I agreed without hesitation. I think it solidified in my own head at that moment. Randy was without a doubt THE ONE. The one I wanted to be with. The one I thought I’d never meet.

“Hell, he’s probably too good for you. Don’t fuck this up” my baby brother advised as he gave me his best bro-hug, then we went into the backyard to join the guys.

As soon as we rounded the corner to the patio, Scotty jumped into the hot tub with all his clothes on, sat next to Randy and put his arm around him whispering “Thank you, Bro-mo” into his ear. He dropped the “in-law.” That was Scotty’s way of welcoming Randy to the family. Randy smiled broadly, I’m sure he was holding back his tears.

This was the last night before the guys headed back to campus. So, the rest of the night was another party. We bought burgers and brats for the grill when we hit the grocery store earlier, Randy even threw a few steaks on. I texted Alex and Adam to come by.

I went into the kitchen and made a bunch of salads, I used about three jars of mayo on everything from potatoes to pasta. The kitchen counter was full of food again. And again… the frat boys devoured it all.

After we ate they were back on the street playing football again, when the sun went down we hung out on the patio getting to know Whoops’ friends. The best part was when Kenny was telling Alex and Adam about all the “chicks” checking them out in the Jeep when Adam said, “I’ll bet the boys were looking too.” It was at THAT very moment that Kenny realized Alex and Adam were gay too. The look on his face was priceless. He paused for a minute then said, “Man, you guys don’t look gay. That’s cool but me, I like pussy.” Chip looked over at me and rolled his eyes and the five of us tried no to laugh and give away his secret.

The rest of the night was more of the same, drinking, talking, laughing. One by one the guys started to go into the house to get some sleep before the long trip back. It was closed to midnight, there was just the four of us and Kenny left on the patio. At some point Kenny moved in between Alex and Adam. We were sitting in a circle around the warm chimenea, the desert air gets cold once the sun goes down. Randy and I were sitting on the other side of the chimenea, across from the other three. I could see Kenny’s right leg brushing up against Adam’s, and his left against Alex’s. The two of them looked at me and Randy with “WTF” looks on their faces as the drunk frat boy pretended to be oblivious to his own actions.

Suddenly Adams eyes popped open wide and he looked right at me. I looked across the patio and saw Kenny’s fingers lightly brushing Adam’s crotch. Randy and Alex both followed my gaze to Adam’s crotch as the frat boy kept talking and talking telling us all about where he grew up, how much he loved football, etc. all the while subtly grazing his fingers across the growing bulge in the muscular Marine’s shorts.

Alex turned away from Adam’s crotch and looked straight at me, his eyes locking with mine as he raised his eyebrows and gestured his head downward. I looked down and saw Kenny was now giving Alex the same treatment with his left hand as he was giving Adam with his right. Both guys were grinning as the drunk frat boy got bolder and more deliberate with his moves, by now he was basically jacking them both off through the thin fabric of their shorts. By this time he stopped talking and was looking at their crotches. He seemed to forget that we were even there.

He seemed zoned out staring directly at Adam’s growing bulge and said timidly “You can suck my dick if you want.” Adam laughed heartily as he wiggled out of his shorts.

“That’s not how that works, Junior” He said as his throbbing cock sprung from its constraints and he started pushing the frat Boys head down towards his dick, “You get what you give.”

“But….but I’m not gay, I don’t give head” Kenny said innocently

“I know you’re not gay, but straight guys can give head too.” Adam said still pushing the boy steadily down as the three of us watched the apprehensive Kenny get closer to his throbbing member “In fact, some of the best blow jobs I’ve ever had were from straight Marine’s.” Adam added trying to convince him.

His lips finally met the beautiful 7” long Marine cock, he was hesitant. As incentive, Alex reached for the kids dick and pulled it out of his shorts, then went down on him with his full, soft lips. He took him all the way down to the root, then stuck out his tongue and started licking his balls. Chip was a good cocksucker, but Alex was a GREAT cock sucker and Kenny was getting the blowjob of his young life.

Meanwhile, Adam pushed his head deeper and deeper onto his veiny shaft “Now open your throat and swallow” Adam instructed, speaking softly so he didn’t wake the other boys in the house. Kenny tried to pull up as he started to gag on the ample Marine meat “That’s an order,” Adam said pushing his head back down his cock. Kenny’s head started to bob up and down. “Now stroke it as your suck it. That’s it. Fuck yeah, that’s how you suck Marine cock straight boy. You like that don’t ya’?” Kenny just hummed a “mmm hmmm” over the mouthful of cock and Adam leaned back enjoying the sensations.

Alex continued to suck the straight boy for all he was worth. Randy and I had our cocks out watching the show as we stroked each other slowly. We had our backs to the living room doors, and I heard a little scratching sound behind us. I looked to see what was happening and caught Chip peeking through the blinds, just as he had caught us the other night. He smiled at me, then slowly, quietly opened the doors and stepped out onto the patio. Kenny was so in the zone giving his first blow job he didn’t even notice Chip had joined the group.

Chip crossed the patio and got on his knees in front of Alex pulling at his waistband until his big ginger cock sprang free. He started licking his balls, his nose buried in Alex’s perfectly trimmed red bush. He ran his lips up the beautiful slab of ginger meat until he got to the purplish head. He licked the crown and slipped his tongue in the slit before moving his lips down the other side. He was working on the dick for a good three or four minutes before Kenny looked over and saw him there. He looked a little spooked at first, and I was sure he was going to pull off and walk away. But, Adam gently pushed his head back down on his waiting cock. Kenny got off the chair and knelt in front of Adam. Adam and Alex pushed their chairs back a little to make more room and the two boys went back to work on the two hard cocks awaiting them.

Randy moved in front of me and took my cock down his throat as I sat there and watched the others. Something about seeing the euphoric looks on Alex and Adam’s faces intensified my own pleasure. It was watching live porn and I found myself outrageously turned on by it. I was getting ready to shoot my load down Randy’s throat when Alex said “Hey, come over here and fuck these asses.”

Kenny pulled Adam’s cock out of his mouth and said loud enough that I was afraid be may have woke Scotty and Ryan “No fucking way! My ass is exit only”

To be continued…