Exploring My True Self

I LOVE our new home. The location’s perfect! Halfway between Randy’s office in downtown and mine in Scottsdale, we both cut our commute from the suburbs in half. Plus, the airport is only about twenty minutes away which helps with me flying to Vegas so much, and we’ll likely be traveling for Jordan’s new company too. The desert landscape makes yard maintenance easy. The house itself is the perfect size at just a little over 3,000 square feet, more than double the size of my tract house. Big enough to entertain, especially when you consider the open floor plan and the patio and pool area, but not too big to keep clean. With four bedrooms and three and a half bathrooms there’s plenty of room for guests and “future growth” if we decide to go the family route.

Randy and I were happy with all the rehab decisions we made along the way. No regrets so far. From the hardwood floors and French doors, to the tile and fixtures in the three bathrooms, everything seemed to work together. We tried to blend the outdoors with the indoors with “desert friendly” earth tones as I call them (I think Randy is sick of me saying that). We put hardwood floors throughout the house with the exception of the bathrooms and kitchen. We opted to stay away from cold, tile floors in the living areas like every other house in AZ and do something a little warmer with style. It paid off giving the house warmth, depth, and an elegant charm.

The kitchen turned out perfect. We both cook, but Randy claimed the kitchen as his domain since I got the den. He’s definitely the better cook and more into it than me, and that meant he’d do most of the cooking, so I was good with turning it over. However, I’d be lying if I said I didn’t think he went a little overboard. The damn appliances alone were like a third of our budget, He ordered a Sub-Zero refrigerator that matched the new cabinets, a stainless commercial stove with eight burners, we even had propane installed because he insisted on gas. We installed a beautiful stainless commercial grade hood, two ovens, an awesome pot rack light fixture for above the island, and a huge farm sink. He even had an indoor grill and griddle installed. The counters and flooring were a polished concrete. We spent a lot on that room, but the craziest part was how he mapped out where everything would go with a schematic, right down to the tiniest fork. He wanted everything to flow perfectly when he was cooking. He seriously spent weeks on his plan before he ordered the cabinetry. He’d stand in the kitchen and say stuff to himself like “If I make the coffee, the pot goes here, then I need the coffee and filters right….here… and the mugs right…there!” and “If I’m cooking at the stove over here… I’ll need something to hold the spatula’s and big spoons… here!” He was being so anal. I gave him royal shit about it.

We took down a wall between the kitchen and the great room to make it more open. and built an island between the two. The great room and kitchen were open to the patio/pool area and each other. The floorplan flowed nicely. All in all, the place turned out exactly like we had dreamed. Actually, a little better than we envisioned.

It was Friday night and the wedding was just two weeks away. The A’s wanted us to go out with them but I just wanted to stay home and go through all the wedding details to make sure we had it all covered. I was lounging in my sweatpants, sipping on my second or third cocktail, and leaning my shirtless torso against Randy’s on the couch in the great room as he looked over my shoulder at the clipboard in my hand. All the RSVP’s were back, except one. Larry’s. No shocker there, we knew he wouldn’t respond but Randy insisted on inviting him anyway.

We were going through the out of town guestlist to make sure everyone had a place to stay. We had a block of discounted rooms at the resort. Several people were staying there including my parents, Randy’s mom, Sara, Lisa, and their families. Emma and Olivia were going to be flower girls, and Kyle was going to be the ring bearer. They were more excited for the wedding than we were. We had gotten at least four facetime calls from the girls wearing their dresses. They were going to wear them out before the big day. Emma was practicing her rose pedal throwing technique and would show us her progress on every call. It was hilarious how into this they were. As for Kyle, well he was basically along for the ride. The girls convinced him he wanted to do it, so he agreed.

Joanie had started seeing a new guy she met New Year’s Eve, Dave, and was bringing him to the wedding. They were going to stay at our house with Whoops and his buddies. We didn’t really invite Whoops’ buddies, they just kind of decided to come with Whoops and crash the party. We were good with that. They had all graduated and had fulltime jobs already and we kind of left them hanging on our promise of a Vegas trip at graduation with everything that was going on, so we felt we owed them. Kenny and Ryan were still living in Boulder while Whoops and Chip both found jobs in Denver and were sharing a place. Apparently, Chip came out to Whoops after their Thanksgiving road trip. Whoops couldn’t care less about his sexuality he just told him he loved him, was there for whatever he needed, and better pay his share of the rent on time. I love my baby brother.

Jordan had identified the first property for our new venture and had just closed a few weeks prior to our move. We were slowly upgrading everything, and the full conversion would take about a year. Meanwhile, the place was open, serving a mixed clientele. We did a kind of “soft announcement” campaign targeting the gay community and inviting people for a “test-run.” We offered dirt cheap rates to a very targeted group of people and offered them a free return visit after the conversion was complete if they participated in focus groups and gave us input on what amenities they wanted, etc. This way we got their input upfront and feedback on how we delivered on the backend. The response was huge and so far, the feedback was invaluable. We got some great ideas out of the test-runs and the bookings were starting to lean more to a gay clientele, but we still had several straight folks making reservations. One of the two pools had been converted into a male-only, clothing optional space. But other than that it was pretty much business as usual. The hotel was in Miami and Randy and I were going to honeymoon there and check it out. Not necessarily my first choice for a honeymoon destination, but we were both excited to see the place. Joanie and her new man were going to stay an extra week to housesit while we were gone.

Anyway, we were going through the main checklist and making to-do lists as we went along when the doorbell rang. It was about 9 o’clock.

“Who the fuck is that” I said to Randy. He muttered “Probably the A’s coming to drag us out to the bars” as we both got up and went to answer the door wearing just our sweatpants. I opened the door and Mauricio greeted us with “Hey gurrrrls. Welcome to the neighborhood.” He was standing there with Darren and two other guys who I assumed were Jordy and Marc.

“We were at our place for monthly game night playing Cards Against Humanity and telling these guys about you” Darren said.

“So, we decided you were having us over for an impromptu housewarming party” Mauricio said holding up a tray of Hors d’oeuvres” they were all carrying either food or booze. They came prepared, it seemed far from impromptu, but it was nice to feel welcome. “So, do we get to come in and see the place? We come bearing gifts” he said pushing his way in. The other three just kind of stood there acting a little shy, almost embarrassed to be there. This was undoubtedly Mauricio’s idea.

“Absolutely! Come on in guys” I said as we moved out of the way and let them all through. Jordy and Marc introduced themselves. They were older than us, maybe mid-forties. Both in great shape and hot. Marc was a daddy type. A little burly, wall-to-wall muscles with a nice beard and a rugged look about him. All man. Jordy was more of an otter, maybe a “silver fox in the making” type with the temples around his handsome face graying. Both guys were very hot, had incredible smiles, and kind eyes. They were a stunning couple just like Darren and Mauricio. Standing among these five hot guys I felt like a little troll. Just as I was starting to feel a little insecure, Randy the hottest guy I had ever met, put his arm around me claiming me. God, I loved this guy. I was so damn lucky.

By now Mauricio had moved his way through the great room and into the kitchen, putting the food down on the island as he assessed every detail of our home. “Oh my god, this is so gorgeous. Look at this kitchen, and these floors, and oh my god your view is even better than ours…” He was gushing about everything as he took himself on a little self-guided tour.

“Jesus Mauricio, you queen. At least wait for them to invite us in” Marc said apologizing for barging in “I hope we didn’t wreck your evening.” He said as they all put the food and drinks down on the counter and started to arrange everything to perfection (as we gays seem to do when we get together).

Randy and I both just smiled and laughed a little “Not at all! Seriously, we’re so glad you guys came over, we’ve been wanting to meet you, but we’ve been a little preoccupied.” Randy said.

“I’m sure, this rehab must’ve taken over your life” Marc interjected.

“That and the fact that we’re getting married in two weeks” I added. They all congratulated us, Mauricio squealed and clapped his hands together quickly, then pulled out one of the bottles of champagne they brought with them and popped the cork. Randy ran excitedly to the cupboard to pull out the champagne flutes and some small plates. I laughed to myself as I watched him. He was so proud of the fact that he knew exactly where everything was and couldn’t wait to show me how all his charting had paid-off.

“So do you guys want a tour?” I asked. I got a collective “hell yes” from the group, after all, that’s why they were here, to check out what the new neighbors have been up to.

“We moved here about a decade ago and met Jack when we first moved in, we’ve been in here several times…and oh my god, you’ve turned this house into a showplace. It’s incredible.” Jordy said as Marc nodded in agreement. I thanked him as I moved everyone back to the front door, so I could start the tour properly. I showed them the den, Marc Recognized Jack’s furniture right away and commented on how perfect it was for the room. Next, we moved into the great room then through the kitchen to the dining room pointing out all the changes and upgrades, including the second patio we added on the other side of the house, off the dining room. Then we went down the wing with the bedrooms and showed them the new bathrooms. Jordy couldn’t get over the master bathroom and noticed every little detail. We beamed with pride when he actually noticed the switch-plates. Everyone seemed impressed with what we’d done to the place. If they weren’t, they faked it really well.

We ended up back in the kitchen and Randy suggested we move the party out to the patio since it was such a nice night. Our neighbors grabbed the food, I poured the drinks, and Randy put the music on. The patio furniture arrived last weekend. We had a little bistro table, two high-top tables with barstools and a conversation pit. In addition, there were eight lounge chairs placed in pairs around the pool with small round drink tables between them. It looked beautiful under the stars and the patio lights Randy had strung up. God, it really was a beautiful place. Damn, we’re luckyI thought.

The six of us hit it off great, They gave us the scoop on our neighbors and Mauricio shared all the current gossip. We discovered we had so many mutual friends, acquaintances, and connections. It was like we’d been friends for years. Marc was a Cop (and it showed), and Jordy owned a little café’ near downtown that we had stopped at for breakfast a few times. Darren and Mauricio were both accountants at the same big firm.

We ate, drank, and talked for a couple of hours, having a great time when Mauricio asked if we’d “christened” the pool yet. Randy and I looked at each other and blushed a little bit “I KNEW IT” Mauricio said, “and I bet that little ginger nugget and his hot Marine friend from the estate sale helped.” The light was dim but my face turning red must’ve been obvious because they all started laughing.

Then Darren pulled his shirt over his head, dropped his pants and said, “Time for round two boys.” With that all four of them stripped while Randy and I just sat there and watched. Within minutes they were all naked in the pool splashing around.

“Why the fuck not?” I said looking at Randy and we went to the garage to pull out the floaties, including two giant queen-size air mattresses and threw them in the water before pulling off our sweatpants and jumping in while the others cheered. The air was hot, and the water was just a little cooler. It felt good. We were all just flopping around innocently in the pool.

I tried to climb up on one of the big air mattresses in the shallow-end, as I did Marc and Darren pulled me back into the water. Marc wrapped his big, muscular daddy arms around me from behind, lifted me out of the water and threw me across the pool (well a few feet away that is), Darren caught me and threw me back. They were treating me like a volleyball tossing me back and forth. Finally I squirmed my way out of Marc’s arms and swam between his legs, his huge appendage smacking me in the forehead as I did. I surfaced behind him and swam to Randy for protection… that was useless, he just threw me back into the game. I was outnumbered, and these guys were all four to eight inches taller than me. They definitely had the advantage over me in the water. Argh. Now all five of them were tossing me around, including my soon-to-be first ex-husband. They started putting one hand on my chest and the other between my legs to get better leverage. So, here I was being fondled by five gorgeous men. Yup… I got a hardon and it didn’t go unnoticed. They kept tossing me, groping me more blatantly each time. Finally after about five or so minutes of this, Mauricio tossed me onto one of the big air mattresses, Randy quickly climbed up the with me and called “Time out! We need a break.”

The rest of them climbed up on the floaties and mattresses some faceup, some facedown. I was on my back with my dick pointing straight up, Randy was next to me with a semi breathing heavily and laughing.

“We’re not done” Mauricio yelled across the pool.

“Nope, but you’re next” Marc said rolling back into the water and coming up under Mauricio, knocking him into the water while the rest of us laughed, watched, and splashed each other from our floaties. Suddenly the two were locked in an embrace kissing and fondling each other. Then I looked over at the other big air mattress and nudged Randy signaling him to look. Jordy and Darren were fondling each other as they watched their partners go at it. Jordy turned to look at us for a reaction. We just grabbed each other’s dicks and started stroking as we watched.

Jordy rolled off the mattress and swam over to us with Darren following behind. When Jordy got to my side of the mattress he asked us both quietly “Are you okay with this?” as he looked at our cocks. Randy nodded for both of us. That’s all Jordy needed to know, he started stroking my dick telling me how beautiful it was then he took it in his mouth looking at me with his gorgeous eyes. Meanwhile Darren came up to the other side of the Mattress and gently started stroking Randy’s cock as I watched the contrast of his dark hand against Randy’s pale cock.

Marc and Mauricio broke apart and waded through the water to us and moved next to their partners. Jordy was sucking my cock while Marc buried his face between my legs taking both my balls into his mouth. I couldn’t see exactly what the other couple was doing to Randy, but they were both hard at work on his long dick. We were the center of attention as we kissed passionately while the two hot couples worked on our hard dicks.

There was a lull in the music as the songs changed and a voice came from outside the pool “so this is what a quiet night at home looks like at the Ashton-Nicholls residence.” I looked up and saw Alex with Adam standing by his side both looking hot as fuck in their tightest clubbing shirts. They had come around the garage to the back yard. They just stared at the carnage in the water.

Mauricio didn’t miss a beat “Oh my god, NOW it’s a party. You two are way over dressed” The A’s stood there for a minute, wordless. Alex actually looked a little hurt, I’m sure he was thinking that we had blown them off to party with someone else. “We’re the welcome wagon! We just popped by to surprise our new neighbors. Surprise! Now, get in here Big Red! You too Devil Dog!”

Jordy and Marc looked up from my cock. I heard Marc say “damn, they are fucking hot” under his breath to Jordy who responded with “this neighborhood just keeps getting better.”

The A’s, not known to say no to a party invite, pulled their shirts up over their heads and helped each other out of their shorts. If Alex was hurt, he got over it pretty quickly. A few seconds later they were in the water with the rest of the hotties. Mauricio moved quickly staking his claim on them, he moved to the edge of the pool and grabbed their dicks as they stepped in. He leaned in and kissed Alex first, then Adam, all the while fondling them. Soon the three of them were in a lusty three-way kiss. Mauricio was moaning loudly, almost like he was acting. It was a bit over the top, but he was having a good time and there was no doubt in my mind that every move he made was calculated. After all… he’s the one that made this all happen. “How did I miss you boys at the New Year’s Eve party?” he asked as he went down under the water taking Alex’s dick into his mouth.

Adam waded through the water and joined the rest of us. He moved next to Darren and started helping him with Randy’s cock. I locked lips with Randy again as he did. The music was still thumping in the background with sounds of pleasure emanating through the yard. We were definitely getting to know our neighbors.

After a while we all got out of the water and moved onto the patio. Randy and I headed into the house to grab some towels for everyone. As we did I took a look at the action on the patio and took it all in. It was a collection of hot bodies and incredible cocks! Black, white, brown, red, marine, cop, cut, uncut, muscle stud, Daddy, otter. It was all right there under the stars.

Damn!

To be continued…