Simply Red

Max’s Perspective

I only got about two hours sleep all night and looked like hell. It was a long weekend with the wedding and all our friends in town, if that weren’t enough to wipe me out… add a puppy and a kid to the mix. And by kid, I mean baby goat. Jesus! We were up all night with the puppy barking and whimpering, and the goat bleating. Brody and I took shifts going out to the barn to keep Jimmy company, Hunter said we should spend time just sitting with him to get him used to us and his new surroundings. I thought about bringing Zoey out there a few times, but we wanted him to get comfortable in his kennel at night. Between Hunter’s instructions, Mr. Mackey’s advice, and the internet, we were learning a lot about the massive responsibility we had just taken on.

 Brody had the day off, but it was back to work for me. I got up and let the puppy out of his crate, but before I could even get him outside, he peed all over. So, there I was, the Monday morning after my wedding, on my hands and knees scrubbing the damn kitchen floor! Brody came down from the bedroom in just his boxers “Now that’s a nice butt” he said as he walked in and patted me on the ass.

“I do NOT want to go in to work today” I said with a groan. Brody got down next to me, grabbed a rag and helped me clean up the messy floor. When we were finished, I made a simple breakfast and we sat at the table and quietly ate while Zoey sat on the freshly cleaned floor and begged for bacon (yeah, he got a small piece).

After our quick breakfast, I kissed Brody and Zoey goodbye, went out to the barn to say goodbye to Jimmy and let him out of his stall, then jumped in the Camaro and headed off to school. God, I so did not want to leave them… I just wanted to stay home and play with my boys. I was out of my groove from two days away from my kids, so I got to school early to get my ducks in a row. After a very quiet drive in, I parked in the almost empty lot then stopped by the eerily quiet teacher’s lounge to pour myself a cup of coffee. I made it into my classroom undetected and as it was a freaking mess as I suspected it would be. All the desks were pushed to the sides, the black boards and white boards were only wiped partly clean, my desk was a mess with crumpled papers and empty cups. I spent about fifteen minutes just cleaning up, then I reviewed the lesson plans I had left behind, and the one I had made for that day. The substitute teacher who covered for me had a reputation of being more of a babysitter than a teacher, I had a feeling that she ignored my two-day plan all together. And if I knew my kids, they took full advantage of the situation and enjoyed their vacation from me. I loved my class, but I pushed them hard.

I was sitting at my desk with my feet up reading through my plans when Gina walked in and greeted me with “Good morning Mr. James”, then stopped and asked, “I never even asked, are you taking his name, is he taking yours, are you hyphenating, or what?”

I smiled and snickered a little because this had been a hot topic with us. “No, after a LOT of discussion we both decided to keep our names… I’m still Mr. H.”

“So, Mr. H., do you love our gift?” she asked with wide eyes and an excited smile referring Jimmy.

“I absolutely DO love him but damn, between him and Zoey we were up all night! I fell asleep in the barn at least twice.” I answered wearily.

“Well, you’re the one who wanted a goat” she said laughing. “And he’s so damn cute! So is Zoey.” We talked for a while about the new additions to our little family, then we talked about the wedding. “Oh my god it was so much freaking fun! And I loved seeing all the guys again.”

“Did you get chance to talk to Teddy while he was here?” I asked.

“Yeah, he was pretty bummed that I’m with Dylan” she answered with a sigh, “I think he was kinda hoping we’d hookup… but he was happy for me.”

“So, is that door shut completely?” I asked. Her and Teddy had been together on and off for over three years, and I know Teddy always hoped they’d end up together. 

She nodded and let out another sighed, “yeah, I outgrew him. Even if Dylan hadn’t shown up, I would’ve moved on. I love Teddy, but he’s just an overgrown kid. He still wants to go out every night and party… and that’s fine for him. But I’m past all that shit. I need someone who wants to settle down, plant roots somewhere, raise a family… like Dylan. Plus he’s just so much damn fun.” I smiled as I listened to her gush about my new brother in law. I was impressed with myself for bringing the two of them together. I mean I felt bad for Teddy and all, but Dylan was a better fit. As we were talking, Laurie and Sarah came into my classroom.

 “Con-grat-u-laaaaations!” Laurie sang out as she wiggled her way towards me and came in for a hug. “I’m so sorry we missed the big event; I hear it was a blast. If it’s any consolation, my cousins wedding was boring as heck. Sarah told me all about your wedding on the commute in and it sounds like it was wonderful.”

Sarah looked at Gina as she spoke to me, “so… did you open Gina and Dylan’s gift yet?” Obviously, she and Laurie knew all about my baby Jimmy. I introduced my two friends to Jimmy and Zoey via a million pics on my phone and my work friends all gushed over the extreme cuteness. We talked for another ten minutes about the wedding and how my substitute showed movies to the kids on Friday while they all laid on the floor. After a few minutes of catching up, they all went to their own rooms and made me promise to bring in the wedding pictures when we got them back from the photographer. Rumor has it he was all over the event but frankly, I was so preoccupied with everything going on that I barely noticed him… I couldn’t wait to see what he had captured. The rest of the day the other teachers kept coming up to me in the hallway between classes, or at lunch and asking me about the event… well MOST teachers, not ALL. There were a few that avoided me completely but I didn’t really care, I had enough support, and there would always be haters.

By the time school was over and I was finished for the day, I was homesick and couldn’t wait to get back to the house. I had skipped the gym for the last several days, but vowed to start up again on Tuesday… I needed to get home to my boys. The Camaro roared down the back roads and crunched its way up the gravel drive and into the garage. I went into the house and it was empty… no Brody, no Zoey, nothing! I put my stuff down on the kitchen table and went out the backdoor. I could hear techno dance music coming from the barn… that’s what Brody listened to when he painted, he was probably in his studio. I got to the barn and the big doors were wide open. There was Brody in the middle of the Barn holding his paint brush and dancing around. He was crouched over with his face next to Jimmy’s as the baby goat bleated and jumped around. Zoey was running circles around the two barking, while Witchy sat in the rafters annoyed by all the action. I could hear Brody saying in a baby-talk voice “you like this song, don’t you? Yes, you do. Dance buddy, dance.” It was so freaking cute!!!! I pulled out my phone and started to record the show. I only got about 45 seconds of it before Zoey spotted me and ran over to greet me.

 “I didn’t hear you come in” Brody said as he stood up straight and looked my way.

“Obviously. What’s going on in here?” I asked looking around. Brody had moved his easel and paints down from his loft studio and into the stall next to Jimmy’s. 

“I wanted to spend some bonding time with Jimmy like Hunter told us too, and I also wanted to paint… so this was my solution. I moved my studio down here for now.” He said as I approached him and leaned in for a kiss. “And Zoey’s been here all day getting to know her daddy and brother, and Witchy, well she’s just annoyed as usual” he added. “I’m hopin’ I tired them both out so they sleep through the night. How was your first day back?”

“Great, other than my kids being two days behind because the substitute apparently showed movies while I was out and ignored my lesson plans completely” I said with a scoff as Brody snickered at my disgust. I looked at his easel and exclaimed, “Oh my god! This is amazing!” He was painting his version of Zoey, Jimmy, and Witchy. It wasn’t a portrait, but more of an inspired creation of three new characters. Brody didn’t usually like me looking at his work in-progress, he’d show my when he was ready… but he made an exception.

“Those are the Barnyard Creatures of BroMax Farm” he said with a blush. He was always embarrassed when he talked about his work, although I had no clue why… he was so fucking talented. I examined the painting in awe of his talent and perspective. Then I picked up Zoey who was jumping up on me, and I let her lick every inch of my face. I carried her over to Jimmy, then bent over and greeted our kid. “I went around and made sure Dylan got all the holes in the fence, it all looks good for now. I did some research and I’m thinking about an invisible fence. It looks like they work on goats, Cats, and dogs. Zoey, Jimmy, and Witchy can have the run of the place without us worrying about them taking off” Brody added, then we talked about our days before I headed into the house to change and pull dinner together. Dinner was leftover barbeque as it would be for a while with a fridge and freezer full of wedding food. Zoey followed me in while Brody stayed in the barn with Jimmy and cleaned up his paints.

 By the time Brody came in from the barn I was in my comfortable clothes and had dinner on the table. We had started getting in the habit of eating dinner in front of the TV, but a couple of weeks earlier we had decided to make an effort to eat dinner at the table every night so we could catch up with each other… it was a nice tradition. Brody was chatty as hell that day, going on and on about the animals, fixing the fence, the wedding, everything. After dinner he went back out to the barn and I spent some time on social media. I posted the video I took of Brody and the boys earlier and watched the likes, the hearts, and the comments pop up.

Later that night we were sitting in the living room with our laptops, and Brody decided to create ‘BroMax Farm’ social media accounts on Insta, FB, Twitter… wherever and posted the video I took and his first painting (which he NEVER did… he was shy about posting his work). We invited our friends to the pages and Zoey and Jimmy were instant hits. That night we were both exhausted as hell and passed out as soon as our heads hit the pillow. Zoey whimpered in his crate for a while but eventually fell asleep, and I only got up once to check on Jimmy. When I went into the barn, I found Jimmy laying down comfortably and Witchy sprawled out on the half-wall of the stall watching over him. They heard me come in, so I sat with him for a few minutes then went back into the house. That night gave Brody the idea to install a security cam in the barn so we could monitor Jimmy from our phones. He ended up installing one in the barn and one watching Zoey’s crate later that week.

The next few days were quiet with us both back at work and spending any time at home socializing with the animals. I enrolled me and Zoey in an obedience class (Brody told everyone that Zoey was training me), and Brody created an entire series of paintings featuring the barnyard creatures of BroMax farm doing everything from going fishing to hitting the gay bars with their daddies. We kept posting videos and paintings and were building a big following. 

On Friday I was having lunch in the cafeteria with Gina, Laurie, and Sarah. I turned on my phone like I usually did to check messages, texts, e-mails, and tun into the security cams to make sure our fur-babies were alive and happy. I typically kept my phone off during school to avoid distraction. There was a text from Brody with a link. He had created a BroMax farm website. It had a painting of the two of us with Jimmy and Brody sitting at our feet, Witchy on Brody’s shoulder, and the house and barn in the background. He had posted all the videos and some of his paintings. He even made a little BroMax Farm logo. It was all cute as hell. I texted back a heart and he responded, “when you’re bored, write some copy for the about section, and the barnyard creature’s profiles.” I sent back a thumbs up, then went back to the website and showed the others at the table. They were all dying from the extreme cuteness of it all! Brody was so into this stuff and he dragged me right into it with him… BroMax Farm social media and the animals that fueled it were our new obsession.

That night when I got home, I greeted Zoey, changed, and then the two of us ran out to the barn where Witchy was watching the kid rest. I let Jimmy out into the pasture and the two animals ran around stretching and playing while I leaned against the barndoor sitting on a bale of hay with my laptop writing stories about our farm and the animals… it was all pretty fun stuff if I do day so myself. When Brody got home, he drove the Jeep to the Northside of the barn where he knew I would be and came to greet me. I immediately showed him what I was working on and he loved it. After playing with the animals for a while (he never even changed out of his work clothes), we moved into the house for dinner, then he worked on combining my words with his visuals and posted it on the website starring our little family… it was just for our personal amusement, but it was fun combining our talents to journal our new life together like that.

 When we got into bed that night, we were both in a mood. To be frank, we were so preoccupied with the animals and going back to work that we hadn’t even had sex since our wedding night almost a week ago. A whole fucking week! That was NOT like us. Naked, we got into the bed and Brody spooned me with his tiny body, shoving his hard cock into my ass crack. We both had six-day loads brewing and aching to be spent. He kissed the nape of my neck as he rubbed his hardness up and down my crack making it clear that he wanted in. I pushed back, wiggling my ass against his hardness as my own, neglected cock began to grow. Brody went from kissing my neck to licking it, then he made one long lick down my spine and crawled his way down the bed until his tongue met my hole, taking the covers off as he went. Oh my god! The sensation of his tongue stimulating my spine and then penetrating my tight hole was pure fucking magic, every nerve ending was stimulated and I was on my way to rock hard.

 When Brody made it to the foot of the bed, I rolled onto my front and got on all fours with my face in the pillow and my ass in the air. Brody wasted no time as he put a hand on each ass cheek and parted them to gain access to my tight, pink pucker. His tongue dove deeper inside of me as I bit the pillow and pushed back trying to get my hole to swallow his tongue. I was moaning and groaning into the pillow as he dove his tongue into me as deeply as he could. I seriously could’ve let him do that to me forever… It felt so damn good! But I was hard as a rock and my balls were begging to be relieved of their six-day buildup.

I rolled onto my back and my raging hardon smacked my husband in the face making him snicker. “Day-um. That’s really workin’ for ya’ is it?” Brody asked before he took my cock down his throat and buried his nose in my red bush and took a big, healthy whiff. “You smell so dang good.”

 He didn’t need to work on my hard cock for very long before I was ready to explode. I held his head down on my cock with both hands and pushed my hips up, face fucking him and making him gag… he didn’t resist. In fact, he grabbed my ass cheeks and held my ass tight, keeping me deep inside him. “I’m gonna fucking shoot.” I exclaimed as he gulped, contracting his throat muscles around me, and coaxing the huge load of cum from my balls.  Holy shit! I couldn’t believe how freaking hard I shot! I could feel my shaft pulsate and throb as the jizz left my balls and rocketed up and out. Brody swallowed hard as shot after shot of my spunk went into his gullet. After I shot my load, I sat up on my elbows and caught my breath and Brody cleaned up every drop of my cum. When he was finished, he moved back a little and pulled me off my elbows and flat onto my back then pushed my legs back to my chest, lined his cock up with my hole, looked down and spit my cum onto his cock. He stroked his shaft with my man juice and lubed up my hole, then pushed. I pushed out welcoming his hard manhood into my tight hole. “Fuck, that feels amazing” I said as Brody moved slowly into me until he was balls deep and buried to the root.

“Damn that feels so good, Maxwell. You’re so tight” he whispered quietly as he looked into my eyes. He kept pushing in and pulling out with long, slow, sensual strokes hitting every nerve and magic spot along the journey. Oh my god he was on fire that night. Sex wasn’t anything new to us, but there was something magical that night. Maybe it was the fact that it had been six days, or maybe it was because it was the first time, he made love to me like that since we were married. Whatever the reason, it was different, more… more… I don’t know what word to use here… maybe intimate? No that’s not it. Personal? No…. I think in sync is more accurate. We were as one. He wasn’t making love to me, or with me… we were making love as one unit. I know how corny that sounds, but it's true. We were one and it was otherworldly. Brody kept moving in and out faster and harder until he shot his load deep into me. Our lips were locked as he came, and I could feel every pulse of his engorged member. He let his last spurt blast into me, then held himself deep inside for a while as we kissed tenderly and our bodies went from tense to completely limp. After the exhausting week we had, we just collapsed into a pile of sweat, cum and filth, then fell asleep.

 We woke up all sticky and gross with Brody spooning me, we were basically glued together by our own filth. We pulled ourselves apart and got into the shower together. We could hear Zoey in the kitchen whimpering and barking once he heard us up and moving around. After our shower, Brody took Zoey outside and let Jimmy out of his stall while I made breakfast. Gina called while I was cooking to invite us to game night at Dylan’s place and I promised to get back to her. Honestly, I just wanted to stay home with Zoey, Jimmy, and Brody. When Brody and Zoey came in from their walk we sat down to breakfast and I told Brody about the invitation. “Well, why don’t we ask them to move the party here? We can move the old picnic table into the barn and play in there by Jimmy. Dylan has an outdoor heater he can bring over.”

It was a great suggestion. “We can pull out some of the leftovers from the wedding too.” I added. We talked a little more about it before I called Gina back… she loved the idea. She had already invited Laurie, Sarah, and Tommy… we told her to invite them too. Brody and I got to work cleaning the house and planning dinner. We moved Grammaw’s old picnic table into the barn. There was also a huge wooden spool in the old shed that we set up as a second table. The animals ran free while we worked.

Dylan, Gina, and Roscoe arrived early with the heater. Brody and Dylan finished up in the barn, Roscoe, and Zoey terrorized Jimmy in the pasture while Gina and I pulled together a pretty impressive buffet. Everything was ready to go by 6:30 when Laurie and Jeb showed up. They had never been to our place before so we gave them the tour. They were in awe of the land as I walked them through the almost fizzled out garden, the apple trees, the pasture, and the barn. Of course, they fell in love with Zoey and Jimmy (the stars of the evening). While we were in the barn, a truck came crunching up the gravel drive and over to the northside of the barn… it was Bubba. ‘Great!’ I thought, ‘the more the merrier.’ We were about to greet him as he jumped out of the big, black Ford F250, but before we could say hello the passenger door opened and out jumped Sarah. I looked at Brody and raised my eyebrows, he just shrugged. Apparently the two of them met at our wedding and this was their second date. Hmmm, I hadn’t thought about those two together, but it made sense.

 We were still waiting on Tommy, so we headed to the house to pour ourselves some drinks. Gina had gotten very comfortable at our place and led Laurie and Sara to our stash of white wine. I poured myself and Jeb a couple of seven and sevens while the other guys helped themselves to cold beers from the old fridge in the garage. We met back in the kitchen, the room was filled with laughter and the smell of barbeque as Brody and I set the buffet up on the kitchen counter. While everyone was getting to know each other in walked Tommy. “Hey everybody” he said and we all greeted him. Then to my surprise in walked Darius.

“What the hell are you doing here?” I asked the gentle giant excitedly as I gave him a big hug. He just blushed.

Then Tommy perked up with a shit eating grin and said, “He’s with me.” I knew they hooked up at our stag party, but I thought it was just a one-nighter. Apparently, they had talked every day since the meeting and Darius made the four and a half hour trek up from Augusta to spend the weekend with him. Yet, another match that made total sense but I totally missed. They were both good guys, plus Darius was hot as hell and Tommy was definitely cute… they looked good together. Apparently love was in the air the night of our wedding. Well, once everyone was there, we filled out plates and our glasses and headed to the barn for a night of Cards Against Human it, Scrabble, and Qwirkle. 

It was such a great night just hanging out at home with friends as the animals tired themselves out running around and eventually all fell asleep together in Jimmy’s stall.

I looked around the barn and realized that we were building a rich life full of friends, hobbies, and love. I truly loved the life we were building… together!

  

To be continued…