Exploring My True Self

Randy had come home from running his errands and started to unload the car when he spotted me and Josh in the backyard, so he just dropped what he had on the kitchen counter and came outside. After Josh left I helped Randy unload the car. “Holy shit, I didn’t see that coming” I said, “I didn’t even know he was coming today.”

“Me either. But you could’ve waited for me, I thought we only play together” Randy said. He seemed a little annoyed.

“What the hell are you talking about. I was asleep! YOU woke me up!” I said

“Oh come on you expect me to believe you were THAT hard while you were asleep.” He said in a snarky voice.

“Are you fucking kidding me with this shit? Randy, I was sleeping. I would NEVER do ANYTHING without you. You know that. Don’t you fucking trust me?” I said, pissed off by what he was insinuating. We had agreed on boundaries and I respected them 100%. We finished unloading the car in silence, putting away the groceries and liquor. He had picked up our tuxes from the dry cleaners I put them in the closet in the master bedroom, then I stripped down and got into the shower. The shower was thick with steam and the warm water felt good cascading over me as I soaped up my body and face. I was getting more and more pissed off as I thought about what Randy was accusing me of. He was questioning my integrity and fidelity and I didn’t like it.

I heard the shower door open as Randy stepped in and wrapped his bare arms around me. Still pissed I pushed him away. “I’m sorry” he whispered as he tightened his grip around me. “I know you would never cross the line. I think it’s just that…” He stopped mid-sentence, I waited for him to finish but he just softly kissed my neck and nuzzled me.

“You just think What…?” I said still pissed.

“I just think…maybe…well. Maybe it’s time for just us.” He said “We’ve had some wild times and some wild sex. It’s been phenomenal, and I wouldn’t trade a minute of it. But the best part was sharing it with you. Now… I think I’m ready for just you. I want you to myself.” He said. “I know that’s changing the rules, but….” We were silent for a while.

“That’s the sweetest thing you’ve ever said to me.” I responded and turned back and kissed him. I flipped around and held him “I’m absolutely perfect with only you. You’re all I need. Let’s change the rules.” We just held each other as the warm water cascaded over our naked bodies. Randy moved his hands up and down my back, caressing me as we started to kiss. Soon his hands were cupping my ass cheeks and our kiss turned more passionate as Randy started to probe my soapy hole with is finger. I grabbed for his already growing cock, soaping it up and down with long strokes. We were both hard and ready to go again even though we had just fucked Josh about an hour earlier.

Randy spun me around to face the wall and I braced myself against the tile. I could feel the heat of his hardon nestled in my ass trench moving up and down slowly, the tip occasionally teasing my soapy pucker. This went on for a few minutes until he slipped the tip in and stopped. He was pinching my nipples hard with both hands. And biting on the nape of my neck “god I love you” He whispered throatily into my ear.

“I love you too” I Whispered back as I turned my head trying to meet his lips with mine. He kissed softly as he inched his member a little deeper into my passage, hitting all the right spots. We made slow, passionate love under the warm cascading water. Every thought in my head disappeared except for one. Randy. This guy who was making love to me. He’s all I ever wanted or needed. Every moment with him was perfect. He was right, it was time for just us.

His pace quickened, and his desire became more and more overpowering as he thrust into me deeply and my channel welcomed the invasion by clenching onto him, sending fits of ecstasy through his body. His grunts and groans confirmed it.

I pushed back into him hard begging for more “give me everything, I want you to cum in me.” His thrusts continued with more vigor and passion than before as he covered my neck and the side of my face with kisses. His hands moved from my nipples to my groin. He massaged my balls with one hand and stroked my cock with the other. Long, slow strokes. Up and down, turning his hand along the way and stimulating every nerve. I let out a long, deep sigh of contentment. I never wanted this to end, but my balls had a different plan. I could feel my orgasm building.

“I want to come with you” Randy said breathlessly into my ear.

“NOW!” I responded. Randy instinctively picked up the pace as he pumped into me and stroked my cock. He shot into me about two seconds before I expelled my load onto the shower wall. Both our bodies convulsed in pleasure as our lips met at the moment of impact. We both breathed heavily for a while, then our breathing returned to normal as our dicks began to soften. Randy fell out of me, I turned to face him, and we just held each other as the water started to turn cold. We finished cleaning each other quickly under the barely warm water. We stepped out and dried each other off in a very private, sensual moment between lovers. Our shower ended with a soft kiss as Randy went to the sink to brush his teeth, and I went into the bedroom to get dressed.

For the rest of the weekend we tried to relax a little as we checked on the details and made sure we had everything covered. I got several texts from Mom and Pop in New Mexico at the car show. Picture after picture of Pop wiping down the car and talking to people about Aunt Bessie. He was loving every second of it. They would be here on Monday. We worked furiously to make the house spotless. I had high standards, but they were nothing compared to Mom’s. And trust me, she’d be inspecting.

It was Monday and Mom was keeping us updated on their trip by text. Their ETA was about 6:00. They would be the first official wedding guests to arrive. The onslaught of loved ones and chaos was about to begin, and I couldn’t wait. In case you haven’t figured it out, I love being surrounded by the people I love and the insanity that goes along with it.

Randy made an awesome dinner and I had Mom’s to-do list ready when we heard Aunt Bessie honking from the driveway. I literally ran through the house yelling “They’re here! They’re here!” Randy grabbed my arm as I ran past him, kissed me and said “slow down, they’re here all week” then let me go. I walked quickly the rest of the way so excited to see them.

When I got out front they were just getting out of the car “this is some neighborhood you boys live in” my mom said as she untied the scarf holding the straw hat to her head. Dad was looking around. They both came in for a hug as emotion overcame me. God, I was so happy to see them.

Randy came out of the house. “Hey Pops, how about letting me take a spin?” My dad threw him the keys without hesitation. Dammit, he would never let me drive solo like that. “I’ll unpack the car for you when I get back.” And he took off down the road, probably going to show off to Mauricio and Darren.

I gave Mom and Pop a tour of the house. Mom’s jaw was pretty much on the floor the entire time. She had seen the “before” pictures, but I hadn’t sent her any “after” pictures because I wanted to see her reaction in-person. I wasn’t disappointed. They both gushed out compliments. They couldn’t get over all the work we had done, and the view had them mesmerized. I was so proud of our home and reveled in showing it off. I saw my mom run her fingers over the counter and some of the furniture to check them for dust…she didn’t find a damn speck.

Randy returned about a half hour later with all the luggage from the car. He unloaded everything into the guest suite and then came into the kitchen to help me finish up dinner.

“How was your drive?” my dad asked with a smile.

“Awesome, I showed her off to a few neighbors down the road.” Randy answered excitedly. “I hope you don’t mind, I invited some of the neighbors over for a cocktail by the pool after dinner tonight.” Mom and Pop always loved to meet our friends when we were growing up and I thought it was sweet that Randy wanted to show off my parents. “Hey Kev, is it okay if I text The A’s and invite them too? It won’t be very late, everyone needs to work in the morning.”

“Great idea. Everyone can meet before the wedding” I said. We finished dinner, I poured cocktails for everyone and we went out to lounge by the pool. It was a beautiful night. Our friends came in couple by couple. Everyone brought either a bottle of wine or food. My mom was in heaven meeting all our friends and being the center of attention of all these beautiful men. And Pop? Randy, Adam and Marc couldn’t get enough of his stories about Aunt Bessie and he was more than happy to tell them every story he could remember.

I took Alex aside and thanked him for calling me out on my bullshit the other night and told him about what Randy and I had decided in the shower earlier. He just said “I won’t lie, I’m gonna miss our hook-ups, but I think that’s awesome for you guys. You really are perfect together.” We hugged then he added “I guess Adam and I will have to buy some new sex toys to replace you” we both laughed.

It was a nice night with our home full of family and friends. By 10 o’clock the guys had all left and Mom and Pop were off to bed. Randy and I sat out by the pool and talked until we fell asleep holding hands under the stars. It was so beautiful and peaceful out there. I was so relaxed and happy.

Mom came out to the patio and woke us up at about 6AM with a lecture about how we could’ve been eaten by coyotes sleeping outside like that. We got up, had our coffee and ate breakfast together as I went through the to-do list with Mom. I turned over the set-up of the backyard to her. She was going to deal with the chair and tent rental company and make sure the place looked perfect. “Her “A-boys” as she now called them, offered to help with the set-up on Friday when the chairs get delivered. After breakfast I walked her through our plan for the ceremony and showed her the arch we built. He wrinkled her nose and said, “I see what you were trying to do, but it needs something.” She wasn’t wrong. We talked about it for a minute and she said, “that’s my department, just leave it to me.” Mom was here and in control. She kept asking about the minister and I kept avoiding the question. Randy and I had decided we wanted someone close to us to officiate, Randy talked me into Scotty. I was a little apprehensive because he can be such a….such a …frat bro. But, I also trusted that my baby brother would step up when he needed to. He got himself ordained on line. Mom’s all about tradition, and religion (not really our thing) and would have a fit if she knew our plan, so we decided to spring it on her in the moment to avoid an argument.

Randy had pulled Bessie into the garage to store her for the week and gave my dad the keys to his car. Pop spent the next couple of days driving my mom to every craft shop in the area… I didn’t ask questions. I had resolved to the fact that she was in charge now and if my backyard ended up full of rainbow crepe paper and balloons, so be it. On Wednesday I got a call from Bill. We had an issue with a big client and he needed my help with. He wouldn’t call unless it was an emergency, so I went into the office for the day. I had to skip the meeting with the string quartet that was playing at the ceremony (Randy could handle that one alone), and the last walk through at the resort. Mom went with Randy to the resort, she was excited to be included and get a preview of the reception. With the help of my parents we got everything on the list done. We were ready for the chaos.

Friday came pretty fast, and the rest of our family and friends ascended upon us for the big event. We had a big cookout and quick rehearsal planned at our place for everyone in the evening. This was more exciting to me than the wedding. I couldn’t wait to have our home full of people and chaos. By noon the place was buzzing. Randy’s entire family (well, except his asshole dad), my sister Joanie and her new man Dave, Matty, Jeff and Annie were all there. Their rooms at the resort weren’t ready yet, so they hung out at the house, mostly by the pool. Mom was out back working on the arch while her “A-boys” and Pop set up the chairs under the tent. They recruited several people to help. When Randy and I tried to help Mom just shooed us away and told us to go entertain our guests and enjoy ourselves. So, we did. Randy was sitting by the pool talking with his mom and sisters until he decided to jump in the pool to play with his nieces and nephew.

I was in the kitchen with Joanie catching up as we cranked out snacks and drinks for everyone. I looked out into the backyard. I must’ve zoned out for a minute because Joanie asked me what was up. With a lump in my throat I said “This is exactly what I pictured this place would be like the first time we saw it. Full of the people we loved, and total fucking chaos.” Joanie came over, hugged me and said “You are one lucky fuck. I hope you know that.” I did know it.

The crowd cleared out mid-day as everyone went to claim their rooms at the resort. The A’s stayed at the house to rest by the pool while Joanie and Dave claimed the guest room my parents just moved out of. I had just enough time to clean up the house and get the other guest room ready for Whoops and his friends, the four of them would have to share a room or crash on the couches. I got myself cleaned up and ready for the chaos to start up again. Before she left to check-in at the resort, Mom had zipped up the tent, threw a tarp over the arch and gave the A’s instructions not to let me peak so I couldn’t see her handy work, I was prepared for the worst.

The resort offered to shuttle guests back and forth to the house for the next couple of days so no one had to drive, and they were all back at the house by six for the cookout. Mom was puttering around in the kitchen. Pop took over the grill and was shooting the shit with Matty and Jeff. Mark, Eric, Sara and Lisa were lounging on the chairs having a cocktail with Joanie and Dave. The kids jumped back in the pool to play and we were right there with them. We were in the middle of an intense game of Marco Polo when I heard Jeff and Matty break out into a chorus of “Whoops there he is. Whoops there he is…”

I looked up and there was Scotty getting a bear hug from Mom with his buddies hauling their luggage onto the patio. Within a minute the four former frat boys were all stripped down to their underwear and doing cannonballs into the pool. Randy and I grabbed the kids to get them out of the way of the flying frat brothers and Mom yelled “Scott Allen Nicholl’s put some swim trunks on!” Everyone was finally here! Whoops made his way over to me in the pool and wrapped his arms around me and said, “Look at this place, big brother, it’s fucking awesome. I’m so proud of you.” Randy came up behind me and wrapped his arms around the two of us and said quietly to us “NOW we can get married. Our baby brother’s here!”

The rest of the night was full of fun and laughter as our two families got to know each other. I stopped drinking early, so did Randy. We knew tomorrow was going to be insane and we needed our sleep. The shuttle came to take everyone back to the resort about 9 o’clock, Matty went home with The A’s, and Randy and I went to bed about 10 leaving Whoops and his buddies to relax in the pool.

Randy and I went to bed. He spooned me and whispered in my ear “Finally, tomorrow we’ll officially be married. You and me together for the rest of our lives.” That was the best thought ever. I fell asleep with a huge smile on my face.

To be continued…